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Soul Salvation w/HaremKing

See more "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" Hungary is a huge Kingdom indeed, and very large for a lone girl to be travelling through. She is doing it anyway, a young woman is here trying to get to the nearest town or city before the sun disappears. Cassandra has stayed on the main path, as she is on the right direction and cannot afford to slow down. She believes that she has enough coin to sustain herself when she left home, secretly left home to search for her duty bound sister who is somewhere in Europe. She actually have no clue, but she hopes that she would be able to find some kind of clue. "Ugh...just a few more miles." She told herself, but she does stop and lean on a try just to take a quick rest, her feet needs a break. Cassandra sighs, wishing that she would find a stream or lake that is bountiful of fish, she hasn't eaten since last night, and had to skip a meal, but she can survive, she has the perseverance to make it for a day or two. She is craving just one fruit, and apple or anything to give her a bit of fuel, but no such luck. While she travels there s also another traveling by themselves, a man who goes by the name Siegfried is traveling, from the east and heading toward the nearest town. Unlike Cassandra, Siegfried is a wanderer and has become quite used to going days without food, has also become quite skilled in finding ways to keep hi body fueled for long journeys. At this particular time Siegfried does have some food in his backpack, as he crosses paths with Cassandra, he s taken by her beauty, but notices she can barely stand. So slowly he approaches her and asks Forgive me, but are you feeling ok? Cassandra lifts her eyes to see a man, staring down at her as she rests. She quickly stood up, trying to seem that she is okay. Y Yeah, i m okay! I m just resting, i ve been traveling all day on the main road. Uh She doesn t want to ask for food, that would seem to be road, so she ll ask something instead. Do you know how long it would take to reach to the town? Or at the very least know if there is an inn along the way? If she is going to travel far, then she would want to find somewhere to stay for only an hour or two to get her bearings. As Siegfried listens to her questions, he knows that the nearest town is still another days journey, the nearest inn is about half a days journey. Looking at her he can see that it s hard for her to stand, says The nearest town is still a full days journey, the nearest inn is about a half days journey. Then as he notices it will be getting dark soon, Siegfried says There are some caves nearby where we can rest and then make a fresh start in the morning. Besides this area is not good to travel at night and I think we could both use some rest and food. By the way my name is Siegfried, what s your name? "Alright, well...that's good to know." She cannot believe it, it is way longer than she expected, and the sun is sinking, she will not make it in time. You would be willing to help me? She is surprised by this, but what chance does she have? Oh uh...my name is Cassandra. She introduced herself, has this man traveled far? He may have some idea about he sister. But she doubts it, the world is a huge place, but she wanted to complete this mission. Thank you Siegfried takes her hand and says It s a pleasure to meet you Cassandra, and yes I would be willing to help you. Now let s get to the caves so we can rest. A few moments later they reach the caves and as Siegfried examines them he finds one that would be perfect for them and makes a fire, begins to cook some food. Once the food is ready he hands it to Cassandra in a bowl, asks So Cassandra what brings you out this way? Cassandra is lead from the main road, finding a cave indeed. She isn t used to finding a cave as she has seen wild bears occupying it. She is quiet for the most part as the sun went down, and she watched as the sky turned black, and the fire is the only light that they had besides the full moon. Huh? Oh thanks. She took the food, and she figures that she could tell the truth. I am looking for my sister, she has left home and i am trying to bring her back. SHe explains her story as much as she can, as she doesn t want to reveal everything yet, trust has to be earned.

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The Navis Region!

The Navis Region, the international deviant of the pokemon regions. While many of the regions and countries across the pokemon world had laws that mirrored that of our own world, Navis was different. Be it just something that was in the air, general culture of the region, or some unknown factor, the general practice of pokemon battling had taken a perverted twist. For while money was still taken as payment for winning pokemon battles, if the trainer that had lost had little to give, instead other services would be taken. After all, who was going to stop them?The new payment usually came in theform of sexual service, ranging anywhere from a quick fuck, to full blown sexual slavery. But eventually as this became standard practice, a few laws were made to lay down limits, and are strictly enforced. The service cannot last for more than 24 hours. No personal property can be taken, other than half of the loser's money. No death. Of course, this raised the limit of when one can leave on their pokemon journey to 16 years of age, and loosened up many laws about prostitution, public nudity sex, pokephilia, and more.Another unforeseen effect was the sexual nature of pokemon battling to spread to wild pokemon. While of course one can use and be used by wild pokemon without any laws binding them, a word of caution should be taken for those that travel off of the beaten path. Wild pokemon are only often levelled to the local's own threshold of trainers by law enforcement occasionally keeping the roads clear and safe, but more dangerous and high leveled pokemon are known to wander but be rare the more mainstream the area. But the more into the wilds, the more numerous and rare the pokemon. But also the more dangerous, and if a trainer is helpless and caught by a much stronger pokemon there might be no hope of escape unless if the pokemon in question wants them to leave.But regardless, the many trainers still popuilate the region, and gyms are still a factor here. While many things are different, in many ways things are just the same in the Navis Region, for now.Professor Ericksonran her own mix of a lab and a trainer school in the small Solontown, one of the few attractions to the area. With only a population of around 150, her school lab was a blessing on the small town. Now at the end of the year, she awaited her pupils to arrive and receive their starter pokemon after school. With only three pokemon and three pupils, it would have to be first come first serve. So for now she sat in her main classroom in the small complex, legs crossed and three bundles of trainer supplies. The three had already passed trainer exams and were licensed, so they just had to get their supplies and be out on their way. A young blond was dashing though the streets. The pale skinned girl huffing in a full dash. The girl was dressed nicly for summer. Exited for her journey that she would soon be on. Dressed in a nice flowing skirt and a tang top with a vest. Her bright green eye set on the lab ahead of her wanting to be the first one there!Bursting through the doors with a great smile big smile on her face. "Professor!" The teen calls out with a bellow of glee as she runs around to get to her first so she could pick first. A bit out of breath as she see the professor sitting there patently. This was her dream to become a trainer. To go out and explore and she was going to do it finaly! The Professor smiled over at her as she burst into the room, expecting the young woman to be the first to arrive. "Hello there darling! Glad to see you made it in time." She said, still sitting up on her desk, legs crossed and her skirt a little uplifted. She had always been a sensual dresser, and for the older students she most certainly did as much as she could get away with."Come on over, I'm sure you're excited to get this all started " She teased, holding out a light blue backpack for the younger girl. "Inside is a map, a pokedex, basic trainer supplies, and a handful of money for extra things. As well as your trainer's licence, the usual fare. And of course, your pokemon is awaiting you." She said, nodding over to her side. On a small table sat three pokeballs, each one having a small printout in front of each.First wasDeino, the Irate pokemon. A small dragon beast with an intense appetite, blindly eating and biting at things as they come close. It would be hard to raise, both in food and patience, but once it had fully grown it could become a fierce pokemon.Bagon was a more headstrong but less demanding pokemon. It would have a great deal of personal determination on its own, and would be eager for most things in the sake of getting stronger, but could be hard to control once it had fully grown.The friendliest out of them all wasGoomy, and while it was weaker than most dragon types once it grows up fully it would become much stronger, but never lose its soft streak. Easy to handle and grow, as long as it was watered and the slime was bareable. Tiffany had hardly taken notes to her teachers expressive dressing. Wanting to mainly get on with her life as a pokemon trainer. Eagerly reaching out and accepting the bag of supplies. But was a little reluctant of taking the money. Her mother had told her to never take money from strangers but she wasn't a stranger. Almost hopping at this point she goes to the pokeballs. She reads over each on but couldn't help her self from picking the cute little slime like pokemon.Reaching out she points out Goomy to her teacher. "Goomy would be a great partner. Hes a kind pokemon who would like me all the way." She said with joy in her voice. Wanting a partnership that would last. The Professor noded at her choice, reaching over to the pokeball and handing it to her. "I had a feeling you'd pick him, he very much seems like your type! Now I know that you already know all about pokemon caring and the like, but do make sure he is well taken care of. He is a dragon type, but he will have a slow start." She informed her student, not being able to help but to slip into her old habits as she was given her first pokemon! "Feel free to name it as you wish, but it will be locked in the ofical registry so do make sure it's not something you'll regret. As all pokemon are nowadays, their pokeballs are outfitted with a translator and safties, but he shouldn't be too dangerous."And then the door opened, another woman entering.Tinawalked in, seemingly as lax as ever. She seemed to be lazy, but she had been one of the top three in their class after all. She was nice enough, but often just did what she wanted, either good or bad. Not pure hearted but also kinda just too relaxed to ever have a drop of malice in her. "Hey there." She said simply, smiling as she walked up to the others. After a brief explanation, she leaned over to sling the backpack over her back, and alked up beside her now former classmate. "Dragons huh? Neat." She said, leaning over and picking up the Bagon's pokeball. "This little guy should do the trick. So, you got the slimy guy?" She asked, looking over at the other girl. Tiffany smiles as she holds the poke ball close to her chest. Most of what the professor said went through one ear and out of the other as she desperately trys and thinks of a name to call her new partner. Wishing for such a good partner he will be. She didn't really care much for the slow start he would have but cared for him for who he'll be. She couldnt help the over joy she felt as she hugged her teacher. "Thank you so much professor!" She said out of pure excitement.She was taken out of her day dream at the sound of one her friends. Turning around the young brown blond rushes over to her. "Yep! I got the first pick!" She holds up the pokeball showing it to her. "I cant wait till he grows up to be big and strong! Well have awesome battles and awesome adventures!" With gleefully expression she looks at her. "What about you! What do you and your partner going to do!" Tina smiled at the very excited girl, and leaned up on a desk as she looked down at the pokeball. "Dunno, probably do the whole gym thing, I guess. Sounds like a lot of work, but it sounds alright. Prize money can't hurt either." She said, smiling as she looked at the other teen. "As well as get decent enough at fighting to get a good cutie in my lap and money in my pocket." At this she got up, and walked over halfway down the room. "Speaking of which..." She took out the pokeball, and extended it in her hand, looking back at the other girl."Let's have a little battle. Nothing big or serious, no money, just a little fun for the winner. First time we have a real life battle, not any of the simulated stuff." Tina said, the teacher on her desk nodding in agreement. "Yes, better here than out in the wilds. They're also pretty small so they shouldn't cause too much of a ruckus, so maybe in the gym just in case..." She said. While insurance companies made a killing with all the battles indoors, she must of not felt like replacing a broken floorboard or two. Tiffany smile at the thought of there first battle. "That sounds awesome! I dont see a problem." She says with a larg smile wuickly fallowing along with her teacher and friend. Mainly seeing this as a good chamce to see and meet her partner for the first time. But her one sided joyish mind washed over the thought of losing battles. The fact she was a girl in this world often would mean to many if she lost. She would more then luckly be keeping her purse full but wouldn't be unspoiled.

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Fire & Rain: An Avatar AU (Frozen Princess & LadyWolfie)

Avatar Book 1: Water 100AG North PoleIt had been a long two days of flight for Team Avatar and Appa was clearly getting tired as the large flying Bison was losing altitude and was nearly skimming the water. The air was much colder and there were spiky icebergs in the water around them. In Haruko's opinion the ice looked more spiky then it should almost like they were defenses and not natural. But her thoughts were interrupted when Sokka began complaining once more."Can't Appa fly any higher?"Sokka whined."How would you like to carry all of us on your back?"Aang, the newest Avatar snapped back. The long trip was starting to wear on the group, they were all tired."Sure, everyone hop on the Sokka express!"Sokka quipped back as Momo jumped on his back."Alright enough you two, we're all just tired from traveling for two days straight without rest."Katara finally cut in.Sokka began complaining how they would never find the Northern Water Tribe as Haruko tuned him out as she remembered their amazing journey so far. She didn't know about how Sokka and Katara had found Aang as she hadn't joined them until they had visited Kyoshi Island, where she had washed up weeks before the arrival of the Avatar. Haruko had been the youngest Captain in the Fire Nation Military and a prodigy Firebender. Her skills at the time had been unmatched by anyone else, not that it was a surprise as she was the Great Granddaughter of Avatar Roku, making her the second cousin to Prince Zuko and Princess Azula. Her unit had been sent into the Earth Kingdom to subdue a group of powerful Earthbenders that had been ambushing Fire Nation patrols. When her Commander had ordered her to burn down a village where the Benders were suspected to be hiding. She refused because of the risk to the innocent civilians that lived there, she didn't might fighting those who could defend themselves, but attacking helpless civilians was wrong. Her mother had raised her to follow the path of Avatar Roku, which meant she protected those who couldn't defend herself no matter what Nation they were from. When she refused her Commander's orders he passed the order to another and Haruko had blocked the Army's path, even attacking and injuring her Commander. She was then taken prisoner and her unit set up camp in a near by Fire Nation outpost where she was chained and lashed with fire whips for several days. During that time she lost the will to use her Firebending.Eventually, Haruko couldn't be sure how long it had been, General Iroh had shown up unexpectedly at the outpost. He had heard that Earthbenders were planning to attack the outpost and freed Haruko, saying she had done the right thing. She had been too weak from her torture and imprisonment to escape on her own so Iroh had put her on an Ostrich Horse, given her supplies including her Captain's uniform and sent her to a ship that was waiting in a near by port. Iroh then went on his way to rejoin his Nephew and that very night Earthbenders destroyed the outpost killing all Fire Nation Soldiers stationed their. Which left only two people from the Fire Nation who knew of Haruko's actions. She had made it to the ship, but during a storm the ship had sank and she washed up on Kyoshi where she recoved from the torture. However, because she had lost the will to firebend she couldn't fully control her bending as she had before.When Aang and his friends had shown up she had decided to join them. Despite their distrust of the Fire Nation she had gained their trust because of her actions and continued to gain their trust during their travels most notably when they had visited Roku's Temple in the Fire Nation and she had helped them escape. Luckily at the time only one monk had recognized her so the Fire Nation still believe her to be dead along with the rest of her unit. With her uniform she had been able to get them out of a few tight spots and even gain valuable information from Fire Nation Soldiers. It still amazed her how the word of Aang had eased much of the tension around her heritage to people the met, at least the ones who realized she was Fire Nation. Now they had finally made it to the North Pole and their journey to find a Master Waterbender was almost at an end. Over the course of their journey she had regain her confidence but not her will, she could maintain her heat and do minor Firebending, but to fully use her abilities it required both the ConfidenceandWill to do it.Haruko sat up as a spear flew over Appa followed by another."I'd say we found the Northern Water Tribe."she said as she sat up and suddenly realized she wasn't dressed for the cold. Her inner warmth from being a Firebender kept her warm so she hadn't realized how cold it was and that she should probably be wearing a coat."They're going to know I'm Fire Nation...."she whispered to the others as they were lead to the Northern Capital. While she was the oldest of the group she had to rely on Aang and the others to keep her out of any local jails simply because she was Fire Nation."Don't worry so much, you're with the Avatar... if worse comes to worse we can say you're our prisoner."Sokka replied which got a glare from his sister."Don't listen to him... everything will be fine,"Katara added. Haruko wasn't exactly convinced that this would go very smoothly. Soon they were passing through the gate into the large city. Sokka and Katara were amazed by the stark differences between the Northern and Southern water tribes. Haruko felt as if everyone was staring at her, but she hoped the looks were directed at Aang, he was the Avatar after all. While she wasn't in normal Fire Nation attire, she wasn't dressed for the cold either, something she knew wouldn't go unnoticed for long even if she stayed near Aang. She had become a sort of de facto bodyguard for Aang, but that still didn't save her from sneers or worse from those who knew she was Fire Nation at least until they learned about how she had saved an Earth Kingdom Village. Even them some didn't trust her at all without Aang's word. They were lining the streets all the way to the palace. The Avatar was visiting the Northern Kingdom the water tribe as a whole seemed above ecstatic. Many hardly paid Haruko a third or even fourth look after all didn't the Avatar need learn all bending?Those that did give extra looks her way, including a young woman on a boat who seemed merely to take a double take, and promptly got Sokka's attention that he was suddenly watching her and the boat go up the river from the platypus like tail of the flying Bison, might have given a few cold or icy looks."This city is absolutely gorgeous!"Katara mused to Haruko and Aang, the latter seemed to take notice of a group of men practicing... Ice bending? He tilted his head, watching the class and gently elbowed both females to take a look, pointing with his head in a conspicuous manner to not seem rude."She certainly is..."Sokka mused, obviously lovestruck, and not paying attention.A barking seal with a scar over it's right eye brought the parade to a stop, as Appa made a grunt of some kind, and refused to proceed. A girl of 17, although a few inches smaller than Katara came into view in the middle of the road."The Avatar is welcome, but not her!"She hissed angrily, pointing at Haruko with a shaking finger."How dare you doom us by bringing the Fire Nation here!"Two men were coming through the crowd but they'd be too late to stop what was to come. The gauntlet was thrown.Katara hopped down."Who do you think you are to say someone isn't welcome?"This got Sokka's attention, and he was back to the front.Lumikki eyed the taller girl and scoffed, as she took a defensive stance. Everyone knew what that meant, and the center of the street cleared."Name's Lumikki, little girl,"Little?! I'm taller than her!Katara thought, aggravated, taking a similar defensive stance."I Iive here and I mean to keep breathing. Her kind... Her 'nation'... Brings death and destruction wherever they go. Fact. Another fact. You're a traitor to your people."A fluid motion of hands, arms and feet, and suddenly Katara was hit by a deluge that would have knocked even many waterbenders off their feet.Sokka snickered that this upstart thought that would do anything to Katara."Hehe. Katara may be all wet... But just watch..."They would, and so would Master Pakku and Chief Arnook, arriving just in time for the Southern Tribe member's retaliation... And it was all a fight over Haruko, who Lumikki didn't know, nor did she know her recent past. It was high time Lumikki was taught discipline... The hard way. Haruko had sat up as they entered the city, though she would have much rather gone unnoticed. She was shocked that they didn't get the usual jeers when they noticed her. It was a small reminder that the war hadn't effected the Northern Water Tribe as much as it did the Earth Kingdom or even the Southern Water Tribe. Of course if anything changed that it was more likely to be the fact that Aang was here and not her. After all, back home they probably thought she was dead. She wouldn't know just how right that thought was until they ran into Fire Nation Soldiers or Commanders that knew her, like Zhao. Pushing the thought aside she took a calming breath and watched as they made their way towards the palace."Aang... elbow me again and you'll be drown before you find a master."she muttered through grit teeth. She didn't mean any harm by it, and Aang probably knew that, but it was easy to annoy her, being Fire Nation and all. Though usually her anger or annoyance was directed at Sokka, who seemed to be more then a little distracted at the moment.As they stopped she heard the comment directed at her and she frowned. It wasn't unexpected as most people said the same thing when they found out who she really was. Before she could say anything Katara had already started moving, there was no stopping her now."Katara wait... it's not worth it!"she called after the waterbender of their group. But it was too late, Katara's anger had been triggered as she was drenched and she created her water whip a second later and was lashing it at the other girl."You'll pay for that!"Katara yelled as she took a few swings with the whip before attempting a bigger attack, this time with a wave of water directed at Lumikki from the right."Aang, you're the Avatar do something!"Haruko said as she motioned towards the fight."Like what?"Aang asked, he seemed to be enjoying the display."Like stop them.... They aren't going to listen to me!"Haruko replied with a huff.'Even though I'm an adult'she added to herself, but that's pretty much how it always was."I think you underestimate yourself."Aang answered simply. It was pretty clear he wasn't going to step between two fighting waterbenders at least not without backup."Fine!"Haruko snapped as she jumped down from Appa and landed in front of Katara, catching her arm mid attack, causing the water she had been bending to fall harmlessly. Though Haruko didn't look to see if the attack had even landed. For good measure she shot a small and rather pitiful burst of flames on the ground between the two waterbenders, where it had no chance to hit either."That's enough! I'm no spy nor am I a member of the Fire Nation Military anymore. I protect the Avatar and I'd gladly give my life to do so."she said as she let go of Katara and stood up straight as Aang landed in front of her blocking any incoming waterbending attacks with his airbending."What she says is true... She was imprisoned and tortured for refusing to attack a defenseless Earth Kingdom village and even defending it from her Commander. She escaped the outpost before it was destroyed by Earthbenders, then joined us after she recovered. Without her we wouldn't have made it this far. What's more, she's Avatar Roku's Great Granddaughter."Aang spoke to the gathered crowd. Haruko cringed slightly, mostly unnoticed, as Aang mentioned her last days as a Fire Nation Captain. She didn't like thinking about it, much less talking about it or having others mention it. She also didn't think it was necessary to mention her heritage. The Northern Tribesmen even knew not to get involved in any fight Lumikki was a part of. Her skills exceeded many of them. As if stopping a real whip with her arm, she grew even more self confident, until blindsided by the wave. Standing pigeon toed, just as drenched as Katara, she listened, and for once, but maybe because Katara had done the one thing many men couldn't.... She got through Lumi's defenses, Lumi REALLYlistened. Or maybe it was because the Avatar was speaking. Whatever the case, she just stood there staring open mouthed at Haruko. At least she was blinking...Master Pakku asided quietly to the chief." That is exactly why women should not learn to be warriors. Too emotional. Although, for the first time..."He looked at Katara. The chief could only nod. Pakku approached the group with a slow clap."Pitiful performance with the fire, but quite effective. If you truly do guard the Avatar, I do hope it's with the sword."he said first to Haruko, with a nod."Not as pitiful as the emotional outburst of one of our most formidable waterbenders though. She WILL make it good."He looked at Aang"You have traveled far to seek a master to teach you waterbending? We shall talk more at the feast"Sokka made a remark about Pakku having ice running through his veins quietly to Katara which earned him a sharp elbow in the ribs from her and a glare from Aang. Pakku raised an eyebrow as he eyed Katara. Was there a hint of a smile? Lumikki shook her head."Well, he's no traitor, either. He's just a blinking idiot."she sighed. She'd have plenty of time to get to know Aang and company, as she was set between Haruko and Katara at the feast table... Of course Sokka got the coveted seat next to the young lady he had seen riding the boat, and now learned was Princess Yue, Chief Arnook's ready to be wed daughter. Sokka constantly had foot in mouth disease, as usual, until he tired of filet of insole, and tried some real food.Meanwhile, Lumikki tried to be more hospitable. She glanced at Haruko."Avatar Roku. Good legacy."She uneasily cleared her throat and looked at Katara."Could give you a few pointers on how to be more effective with the whip. You won't need the back up wave... Unless you're flanked, of course."Haruko would know what Lumikki meant. She shot Master Pakku a glance to see if he was watching, and continued quietly to Katara,"Just don't let Master Pakku know where you got the lessons."What seemed an odd, offhanded comment now, would make sense later. Haruko glared at the old man as he approached and commented about her bending. What did he know about Firebending, if he really was a Waterbending master then he should know what was needed to effectively bend that element."I'd like to see you bend better after going through what I have,"she snapped in reply."Moreover, as you don't know what Firebending requires, I'd refrain from commenting on things you don't know old man."she finished, glaring at the man. He would be shocked by her skills when she regained her will to bend fire again. Though she doubted that would ever happen, Aang had only recently learned how much will affected Fire Bending over the other elements. She glanced briefly at Sokka, with a look that said one thing to the wannabe leader, behave.With a sigh she followed the group into the palace, despite thecoldwelcome, the promise of food after two days of nothing but traveling was a welcome one. Though Haruko wished she had a chance to change into nicer clothes for the feast. She might not be a Captain in the Military anymore, but she was still a Noble Woman and related to one of the most important figures in history, so she still expected to maintain some form of decorum and formality. While her current clothes weren't bad, she would normally have worn something more formal for such a welcome feast. Once inside she made sure Katara was seated next to Aang, one of her many "match maker" moments, which Aang pretended not to notices, but it was clear her was grateful for the Firebender's efforts. This left Haruko sitting next to Sokka as he tried, and failed to flirt with Princess Yue. She had to give the Princess credit because she seemed generally interested and even amused by Sokka's efforts.She frowned when her Great Grandfather was mentioned once more."I suppose, but it was unnecessary information... Don't get me wrong, I am honored to be related to him. But I am not his only decedent. Besides I dishonored him by joining an Army that is willing to kill innocent people.... I was proud to be the youngest Captain in the Fire Nation Army. Then I learned the truth about what's going on in this war and became ashamed... I couldn't just standby and let innocent people be killed... there weren't even any Earthbenders in that village..."Haruko said with a sigh. She hadn't realized everyone at their table or within earshot was listening until she paused and glanced around."But why am I telling you this... I don't even know you."and with that Haruko was silent for the time being. Of course she knew Roku was proud of her, he had said as much, through Aang at the temple on his island.Katara, despite knowing of Haruko's past couldn't help but listen as the woman she and the others of Team Avatar had come to trust so much spoke. Once Haruko became silent and clearly had no intention of speaking again Katara turned her attention back to Lumikki."Don't take it hard, Haruko doesn't really trust easy any more."she commented in a low voice."But you really think I can improve my whip? I thought I was pretty good with it."she finally replied to the earlier comments made about her style."What do you mean? Why would he care?"she added looking confused by the comment about Master Pakku. What did it matter that Aang had helped her with her bending while Haruko had offered a bit of advice regarding emotions and form, after reading the scrolls they had stolen from pirates.None of them know Admiral Zhao was on his way to the North Pole with the largest Fire Nation fleet ever gathered and would arrived in only a few days time. Maybe Katara had read something more in Lumikki's look, or Lumi's disappointment was blatantly clear, after her little show earlier in the afternoon. Maybe because I normally get all my facts first, and enlightening me in all of them about you will help me understand you better."Lumi shrugged, after Katara reassured her. She heard Katara's questions but waited, again until Pakku's attention was elsewhere."I'll clue you ladies in right now, that it will never matter to Master Pakku what you bend. You're female, so automatically too emotional. To get his respect, you have to be on top of your game. I was one of the few females he trained, until I had a slipup with my ice bending and injured Iceberg. I was so distraught, he cut me immediately, and swore he'd never train another 'girl'. Why do you think there are only men at this ice show he's sponsored? I'm not welcome in his class unless it's to see if a man is worthy of learning ice. I'm there only to spar with his trainees."She looked at Aang."I don't want to face off against the Avatar, because it's not right. We're on the same side. Besides, you should mop up the floor with me with only a few lessons, so please, for both our sakes, don't cross him."Aang looked puzzled. He had noticed Lumikki was willing to advise Katara, but advise wasn't train. He finally shrugged in agreement, 'chickening out' as it were, on telling Lumi to train Katara. He had that authority as the Avatar.Katara was frowning even more."So you had an accident, so what? So you got emotional when you accidentally hurt your pet... So WHAT? So, women are not allowed to show emotions if they want to fight with water?"Lumikki shook her head."You misunderstand me, Katara. The only emotion Northern Warriors are allowed is correctly placed righteous anger... As long as it's not directed at him, because in his eyes, exclusion based on gender and emotions is right. Go against that, your anger is no longer 'righteous', to him. I might have been the last straw on that, but what would I have known at 12?"She took a deep breath."Better to hear it from me, but 'women are only allowed to use their bending skills for healing'."Although said gently, one could tell it was a Pakku quote.Aang frowned. He looked at Katara then Lumikki."Then YOU train her."Lumikki nodded,"Only if you can't convince Master Pakku to."It was almost like she took a cue from Haruko, and was also playing 'matchmaker'. Haruko scuffed as she heard Lumikki's comment about why she would share information about herself. That had not been her intention, she had only meant to comment that it didn't matter if they knew who her Great Grandfather was. But as they say, whats done is done, she would not be making the same mistake a second time. Of course she could say she didn't care what others thought all she wanted, it still bothered her that people distrusted her just because she was a Firebender and from the Fire Nation. Jet had been the perfect example of what happened to people when they distrusted and hated someone so much. They became blind to everything around them, aside from their obsessions. Of course her Army had never given anyone a reason to trust her Country but it was her goal to prove not all of them were back. Like General Jeong Jeong and General Iroh or even her own mother and Ursa, mother of Zuko and Azula, there were good people among all the bad like Admiral Zhao. At the mention that this Master Pakku wouldn't respect her because of her gender she nearly laughed, it would have been a dark laugh."I don't care if your Master Pakku respects me or not. He can't be a true master if he doesn't realize Bending is governed by emotion. Feel fear and you can't bend period, unsure of yourself and your bending will be weak and uncontrolled, feel too much anger and your bending becomes a danger not just to your enemy but yourself as well. If you don't have the Will to do it, well it's not going to happen, especially Firebending which requires the most will to control. If he wants to judge anyone, he should look in a mirror and realize hes a bigot and no better then people like Admiral Zhao or Fire Lord Ozai."Haruko replied, loud enough for the target of her comments to hear her. Then she pushed her plate aside,"If you'll excuse me Chief Arnook, Princess Yue, I had my fill of self centered, bigots like him when I was a Captain in the Fire Nation Army."she added as she stood and left the table."Aang, if you need me I'll be near enough to respond if there's danger."she commented before walking away. If she had the will to use her firebending she would show Master Pakku just what she thought of him and his beliefs. She hoped Aang or Katara would put him in his place first, so she wouldn't need to make a trip back here if she ever did regain her abilities.Aang blinked after Haruko a few times, guessing it was his fault she was upset and quickly turned back to their hosts."Sorry... It's my fault she's upset, I may have overstepped when I revealed she was the Great Granddaughter of Avatar Roku... He's still proud of her though. She did the right thing, I hope others can learn from her example."Aang commented to the Chief and his daughter, though glanced towards Pakku as he did.Meanwhile Sokka ever so eloquently asked Yue if she wanted to meet up later and do an activity, which had the white haired Princess giggling once more and Katara teasing her older brother again. This served to release at least a small amount of the tension caused by Haruko's words and departure. Lumi started playing with the little bit of kelp salad left on her plate. She gave a half grin at the teasing, but before long, maybe a few minutes, she excused herself as well, but as she did, Pakku stopped her."I want you to spar with Noga. Tonight."He pointed to the one boy who made a slight error during the show. One that probably was unnoticed by any in attendance besides Pakku and her. Lumikki saw how close Haruko was, and thought maybe the firebender had caught the slight mistake as well from her words. She looked right at her as she answered Pakku."So I can kick his ass and give you yet another reason to cut him? It wasn't that big. If you're embarrassed by something THAT insignificant, than Haruko is right about you. I hope Katara kicks yours."She knew that at least fighting Pakku to a draw was the only way he'd train her, so kicking his ass wasn't going to happen, as LUMI couldn't! She yanked away, apologized again to chief and princess for her behavior and leaving before dessert, and pretty much stormed to where Haruko was."The nerve of that.... Male! You were close enough to hear, you heard what he wanted and who with. ANYONE could've made that mistake, but it embarrassed him. I didn't see Aang have a problem with the show or be ashamed of some small miscalculation."She seemed to slam her back against the wall as she crossed her arms. Haruko was outside the Palace leaning against a pillar, looking out past the large wall that protected the city. It was so peaceful and tranquil here, just like Kyoshi Island. It would be so easy for her to just stay here and never have to think about bending ever again. But could she really do that and abandon Aang like that? Would he understand if she decided she had had enough of war and fighting. No, she told herself, Aang would tell her that she had to keep fighting, she had to stand up to her own people and show them their error. Her Great Grandfather would expect it of her, her mother would expect it of her. But what good was she, her confidence was rebuilt, but she didn't have the will to fight. Her silent musing was soon interrupted as she was joined by a certain waterbender. She sighed as she glanced over at the other woman and rolled her eyes."I'm not your friend, so why are you confiding in me? I'm just some Fire Nation Spy here to bring doom to your people,"she replied simply as if brushing Waterbender aside. Honestly she couldn't really blame anyone for holding that opinion, but that didn't mean she forgave such comments that quickly either. Most people left it at spy, rather then going as far as to call her the "doom of their people" or something similar. Perhaps she was being a bit harsh in her responses but that was just her when she got annoyed. A sort of defense mechanize, even Suki of Kyoshi, who had pulled her from the water when she washed up, hadn't been immune to her biting words at first. To be honest some good rest would do all members of Team Avatar some good, Haruko included even if she said she was fine. As she turned her attention back to the ocean beyond the wall she got the sudden feeling that this peace was merely a calm before a storm that was brewing just beyond the horizon. She briefly wondered if their enemies had realized what their destination had been. Quickly shaking that thought aside, she didn't want to think of the possibilities that they had just brought the war back to the North Pole. Lumikki sighed. "Deserved that."Iceberg waddled up to her, and like some furless, sleek cat, rubbed against her leg."Always know when I'm mad, don't you?"The seal barked. Lumi sighed and looked at Haruko."I was wrong and I'm sorry. How would you be in my position?.... which you sort of was with Pakku. You don't hear me call him Master, do you? He doesn't deserve it. Fact. Another fact. I owe you a second chance, and want to get to know you. You're the first female to stand up to him. That's more than Princess Yue does. I admire that. Look, I'm trying to... What's the phrase? Kiss and make up. Figuratively, of course."She followed Haruko's gaze out upon the ocean."Beautiful isn't it? Serene. Calming."She pushed from the wall."Sokka pegged the wrong one with ice for blood, by the way."She took her coat off and put it slightly on the firebender's shoulders,"Although mine would probably be closer to the temperature of a mountain stream. You need anything now for warmth. I can go about four hours without a coat. Consider this another making up attempt."Because of the smell on the coat, Iceberg was confused and stayed close to Haruko as Lumikki walked back in, but not towards the feast just ending with dessert. Haruko had to stop herself from actually agreeing that Lumikki had deserved her comment. Then she had to remind herself she was supposed to be an adult. Traveling with Aang and the others she had allowed herself to relax more then she ever had in the Fire Nation, at least in recent years. It was like when she had been a kid and simply enjoyed life and firebending was still fun to her, just a game and not a skill that she honed into a weapon. In all honesty she had never fully allowed herself to be a kid or as carefree as Aang was. She envied him in a way, he grew up in peace time. Everyone alive now had grown up during a War, even if they didn't grow up on the front lines they were still touched by it in some way. Aang's personality was a breath of fresh air and even tended to remind everyone what it was like to be carefree. Even after decided it was time to embrace his destiny he was still the little boy he had been that showed up on Kyoshi pinning for Katara's attention. And that sometimes allowed the oldest member of Team Avatar to forget she was an adult herself and simply enjoy the time spent with her news friends. Though it also meant sometimes she could act immaturely, kind of like she had moments ago, throwing a tantrum and throwing Lumikki's words back at her like a child might."Look I'm not here to change your traditions. Whatever they are, whether I think they are right or wrong, is irrelevant. But I will call out a jerk, for well being a jerk."she commented simply. She wasn't watching the Waterbender so before she could refuse the coat was already placed, causing her to look back at the girl, shocked which soon turned to a frown.'Wait... I don't need.... a... coat... unless someone decides to throw me in the water..."she said pretty much to the air as Lumikki had already walked away. There wasn't really much she could do now and she was stuck with it until she could return it to the other woman. Looking down at the seal she frowned,"What, your master went that way..."she pointed in the direction Lumikki had disappeared in as she sighed and noticed the others making their way towards her."Nice coat, where'd you get it?"Aang asked as the group came outside."The one who called me the "doom of her people" and don't look at me like that I didn't ask for it."she replied as she fell into step with the others."Real nice Haruko, really spreading that Fire Nation goodwill by taking the coat of your enemy.... and to think Aang spoke up in your defense..."Sokka commented with mock sadness and disappointment. Haruko felt her eyebrow twitch ever so slightly as she clinched her fist."Now listen here you little punk..."Haruko started, but decided on a better come back, if he wanted to play dirty so would she."At least I could say more then two words to the Princess without tripping over myself."she replied in jest, to which Sokka looked devastated."Good evening Princess Yue."she added as Sokka began looking around for the mentioned girl."Haha very funny...."Sokka deadpanned as he realized it was a joke."Come on you two, they're gonna show us to our rooms, then me and Katara are going to start training tomorrow morning!"Aang finally called, his excitement clear in his voice and Haruko couldn't argue at that point so just followed, it was good to see Aang happy. Next morning."Where's your good coat?"Lumikki was trying to sneak out in an older, faded, yet still quite warm one that was actually just a little big."I loaned it last night. I think this one would've fit her better, but I didn't have it at the time, Mom."Mom sighed."Before you go looking for your girlfriend, kindly make a stop at Yugoda's hut.""She's NOT my girlfriend!"Lumi snapped as she was rushed out the door, along with the retort of her mom following her with,"You loaned her your coat! She accepted it! She's your girlfriend! Don't like it, take it up with the chief!"Katara stood blinking, as she along with many other people stood agape at what they heard."Lumikki? You offered Haruko your coat?"Lumikki eyed Katara."Katara? Pakku said no?""I'm to meet with Yugoda. And learn healing."Katara even sounded upset."Walk with me. I have to run an errand for Mom."Lumi sighed."I take Aang and Haruko both are with Pakku?"Katara nodded."Who will recognize MY coat draped on Haruko.... I'm not going to hear the end of it from her, am I? I was only intending to show an act of kindness to her to make up for what I said.... Not get betrothed to her!" She stopped at the hut."Here we are."She knocked gently."Yugoda?""Enter. Both of you."As if expecting a certain question from Katara, she held up her hand."Don't. Ask. She just does."They both entered. Lumikki learned she was picking up a healing potion for her mom.Then Yugoda asked about the old coat, and waited to hear the whole story. She tutted sadly."You know the traditions, young lady. You gave her no choice but to accept, so YOU have no choice but to accept YOUR fate. You belong to Haruko, now. I take the coat you wear is the replacement to get back your good one? It's more than warm enough still. Great condition. She should be honored if she's a decent girl."She then looked at Katara."We have much to discuss. My how lovely, and who are you betrothed to?"She asked about the necklace."Yugoda, the Avatar wants me to train her although I'm no Master, nor do I want to be called one."She looked at Katara"I'll be waiting outside. Probably getting my ass kicked by my 'girlfriend' who has to be pissed off by now. I can't even do an act of kindness without traditions being in the way. I figured if I just walked away.... That would free me and her and it could be as it was intended. An act of kindness and an olive branch."She left the hut. A good night's rest had done wonders for Haruko's mood, as she felt much better then she had the previous day after sleeping two nights on Appa's back. Not that the Flying Bison didn't make a good pillow, he just wasn't a good mattress with limited space in the saddle. As she looked through her bag for something to wear, other then her Fire Nation uniforms she found what she should of had on the previous day and none of the mess with the fight and arguments would of happened. As it wouldn't match the blue of Water Tribe she picked an a green outfit from the Earth Kingdom. She didn't know the traditions of the Northern Water tribe and wasn't about to have people mistake her as being in any kind of agreement or relationship with anyone there. As such she dressed in her usual warm style, and put on a coat given to her by Suki before they left Kyoshi. The warrior had become quick friends with the former Captain, mostly over the bond of both being skilled female warriors. Knowing she would need to blend in the Kyoshi Warrior had given her a coat for when they traveled through cold climates were a non firebender would need a coat.So luckily for Haruko she wasn't wearing Lumikki's coat, so no one would think they were engaged. Well at least by looking at her, Lumikki would have to deal with the problems on her own end. Besides Haruko wasn't going to lug an extra coat around all day on the off chance she ran into the Waterbender or her seal. She left the coat in their room and would return it in private so to avoid any traditions she didn't know about. Coat exchanges was not something she considered an engagement, therefore it shouldn't apply to her regardless of what the Northern Tribe thought, heck she wasn't even Water Tribe so they couldn't expect the former Captain to know their traditions.Shaking the thought from her mind she had joined Aang and Katara as they went to the training grounds. She sat out of range of any attacks, but close enough to help. She didn't like Pakku enough to approach close enough to hear the exchange until Katara stormed passed her."Katara? What happened?"she called after the girl but didn't get an answer and sighed. Not one to stand for having a friend hurt she got up and walked towards Aang and Pakku. She didn't trust this Master Waterbender anymore and wanted to make sure he didn't do anything fishy to Aang. She sat closer now, making it clear she was watching the man for anything fishy. He might not trust her because she was Fire Nation, but she didn't trust him because right now he reminded her of Zhao. Lumikki was waiting with bated breath the sound thrashing from Haruko that didn't come. Once Katara came out of the healer's hut about an hour or so later, Lumi directed her to a familiar area, a large park, a stone's throw from the Avatar and Company rooms.The place itself was large and open, yet secluded in such a way that Lumi wouldn't be ratted out to Pakku for training Katara "illegally", truth of the matter was, unknown to Pakku, Lumi WAS an unofficial trainer, as both chief and princess approved of her. This could've been open... But Lumi feared Pakku like one would an abusive stepfather."First thing first. Use more of a whipping motion. Doing this..." She copied the whirling motion Katara had done,"Gives your opponent a chance to defend as you saw me do with your whip, stopping it and bending it to wrap harmlessly around my arm."She held up a finger."However..."She made her own water whip, just slightly thinner than Katara's, but easily as long, and proceeded to use it as intended. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Water flew off the edges of the whip, but snow flew from the ground, she quite literally cracked a nearby iceblock, and took some bark off the tree. Clearly, Lumi's had hit flesh.... It would've hurt. She let her water go and back to the pond."Now let's see you, less lasso. More..."She made the whipping motion with her arm before nodding to Katara. Katara sighed as she followed Lumikki, she was annoyed about not getting to train but her mood improved as she realized that Lumikki was about to start teaching her. She watched intently at what the Northern Bender did and took it all it. Once it was her turn to try she nodded,"Right, so like this?"she asked as she mimicked Lumikki's movements before trying it with actual water. Then once she was sure she swung her water whip and took a branch clean off the tree with little to no effort from her."Wow it worked!"she said excitedly."Alright what's next?"she asked as she waited for Lumikki to give her the next move.Haruko sighed as she continued to watch Pakku train Aang. While the Avatar was learning he didn't seem to be taking it as seriously as he should even as he picked everything up quickly. Though to the Firebender, the waterbending seemed pretty boring, but by watching Pakku train Aang she watched his style and learned his movements and tells. If she got her will to firebend back, she could use what she learned against him and beat him rather soundly. As they day stretched into evening Haruko began wondering how much longer these sessions would be, Aang was just a kid after all and needed to rest some time, and eat. Briefly she wondered if Sokka had any luck better luck with Yue, but pushed the thought aside. She couldn't afford distractions when she was supposed to protect the Avatar. Lumikki had a stupid grin on her face, as she watched the branch fall. Clearing her throat and nodding, very much impressed, she said,"Right then, 'nuff of that. Clearly a pointer was all you needed with the whip."She thought of teaching the two whip technique, but opted for three hours of work on advanced waterbending Katara would have learned had she been trained by Pakku.Unlike the Master, Lumikki broke for a meal, and talked to Katara about things not associated with the lessons, unless Katara asked specifically, although Lumi did try to emphasize separation of the two.The afternoon lessons did consist of an introduction both of a second whip, and turning water to ice. Control of a second whip wasn't easy, although Lumi made it look easy, but as the six hours came to a close, Katara was getting the hang of it. During one point, early in the afternoon lessons, a large shadow of a certain flying Bison came from overhead. Lumi suspected it was just the animal going for a walk... Or rather fly.Their day finished, Lumi and Katara were sitting and watching for the return of Aang. In fact, it was about an hour after. The sun wasn't just low in the sky... It was setting. Lumikki visibly frowned, her whole face turning into one big scowl."Pakku probably didn't even break for a meal. He usually doesn't. But Aang is still a kid. Sister, am I giving him a piece of my mind when he brings Aang back! This. Is. Ridiculous.""Is this your Haruko?"A woman with hair like the iridescent feathers of a raven, and roughly twice the age of Lumikki approached where they sat. She was easily a few inches taller than Katara."No, Mom. This is Katara. Haruko is the Avatar's bodyguard, who I extended an olive branch to, because I was wrong about her. She... Didn't have a... Coat.... And looked cold."Lumi's Mom smiled at Katara, nodding, before saying,"So the Fire Nation girl. YOU know the tradition on offering your coat...""She shouldn't be bound to our traditions...""Lumikki. She accepted.""I didn't give her a choice. I walked away. I wanted her to be warm... I wanted to offer an olive branch."Slap. It happened so quick, Lumikki was facing 90 degrees from where she had a moment before before she knew it, and the cheek was turning red."You made her accept?! Then, you belong to her unless the chief lets you off the hook! I suggest you and Haruko visit him about this. Tonight." Haruko watched as Aang mastered each technique taught to him. Then as the other students were released but not Aang. That was where the former Captain drew the line. It was bad enough Pakku didn't break for lunch, but to send the other students home, all less skilled, and keep Aang for no decernable reason? Thay didn't sit well at all with Haruko and she had seen enough as we stood and walked towards the pair."Alright Pakku that's enough, it's getting late and Aang need to eat and rest."she said as she came to a stop in the training area, preventing them from having the proper space to train."Says who, Aang is my student and will train as long as I say." Pakku challanges with a smirk expecting theweak and emotional girlto back down."Says me. Aang is clearly exhausted."she retorted."He is the Avatar and must learn to Waterbend, will you deny him that? There is a war going on after all." Pakku replied feeling smug."Even the Avatar needs rest, and I don't see any Fire Nation soldiers here. So unless you expect them to show up with in the next few days, I'd say it's pretty peaceful here."Haruko shot back. Just as Pakku looked to be ready to reply she continued,"That aside, he's mastered everything you taught him today, I'd say he's earned a rest and I'm sure your Chief would feel the same.""Fine! But training resumes at dawn. If you're late Aang, then I will no longer train you." Pakku replied, clearly annoyed at being told off in front of a crowd that had gathered. Without another word Haruko turned to leave, Aang joining her. It was then that Pakku spoke up again. "Nothing but an emotional woman, no wonder you couldn't cut it as a Fire Nation Soldier." The Waterbender sneered to Haruko's back. A moment later a fireball exploded at his feet. It wasn't powerful enough to cause damage but enough to shut the man up for now. He would not let the attack go unanswered as Haruko glared back at him, but continued walking. He would bring it to the chief that very evening."I'm not sure that was a good idea Haruko..."Aang commented."It wasn't... promise me you'll never bend in anger."Haruko replied, her eyes softened as she looked at the young Avatar."I'm a monk, peace is kind of my thing. But hey look on the brightside, you used firebending!"Aang replied with his usual smile."So I did,"she replied as the pair walked. Katara hadn't thought about Aang's training, having been focused on her own all day. But when Lumikki mentioned that Pakku didn't take breaks she frowned and began to worry about Aang."Well Haruko is with him, so he should be fine..."she commented, though she still worried a bit. What if Haruko was sent away as well, or worse Pakku egged her on into attacking him and had her arrested or something worse. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the other woman and suddenly felt confused. In all the confusing she lost track of what was being discussed, something about coats and Haroku belonging to anyone? Ha that would never happen she thought. Seeing the slap allowed her mind to catch up with everything said."Wait wait wait... hold on... back up... offering someone a coat is akin to a betrothal? Do you realize how silly that sounds!?"she replied as she stood up. She knew Haruko would probably have stronger words for that kind of odd idea. But Katara chose to be less insulting in her word choice.Just them Haruko and Aang came into view as the climbed the stairs to the level the others were waiting on. Aang was excited to see Katara again, while Haruko was wondering what was bothering Sokka as she had seen him looking rather sad as he went back to their quarters instead of the palace to eat. As they drew near Aang started to talk about his training but thought better of it, guessing Katara was still mad about not getting to train with Pakku."Either of you know what's bothering Sokka? I saw him on a bridge looking pretty upset."Haruko commented as she came to a stop. She then noticed the older woman that seemed upset about something."Everything alright here?"she asked simply. Lumi's Mom just sighed, pinching her nose."Even my daughter's own words betrayed her. She did it with affection. Only the chief, hearing BOTH sides, Lumikki, can annul this.... Otherwise, you must leave with them when they do, as you belong to Haruko."She turned as she heard the woman in question speak. Lumikki approached her,"He might have learned Princess Yue is promised to another, though I can't for the life of me remember who. It was prearranged long before you all arrived. I don't know if it was announced after dinner last night or not. It would've happened after dessert, and well, we had left by then. Otherwise, maybe she told him herself. Speaking of, can you please get my coat, and join me to speak with the chief?"She shot her mom a glare, as 'affection' in THAT sense hadn't been Lumi's intention, as she said nicely to Haruko,"Apparently, my act of good will had unexpected consequences, unexpected even to me. Thought I knew my own traditions better."When the group would arrive, it would seem that Chief Arnook was not pleased with what he heard as he chided Pakku,"She's his bodyguard, Pakku. YOU overstepped your authority, by your account. I will speak to her, though... Hearing her side. Though by your own admission, it sounds as if she was protecting the Avatar as she has claimed all along. The poor boy must be famished."Pakku would be excused and Lumikki approached."May I have your audience?"She asked timidly."Do you mind if Haruko hears? I wish to hear her version of an incident this evening."He waved her to approach, while simultaneously holding a hand up to his daughter. With Lumi shaking her head, admitting Haruko was involved, which amazed Arnook, she was allowed by Lumi also to draw near."Now. You first, Lumi. What is the matter?"Lumi filled the Chief in on everything that transpired the night before regarding the coat, and her actions for Haruko to keep it on her shoulders. She explained how wrong she had been, and meant it only as warmth and an olive branch. The chief asked pointedly her feelings, and learned Lumi didn't know how else to convey her repentance for her behavior, as horrible as it had been that afternoon towards Haruko, as the firebender had indeed appeared cold. Yes, she cared. But about Haruko's health."And is that also how you had seen her gift, Haruko? As she explained it just now?"The chief asked solemnly.He would pass judgement on this, before asking the firebender about the incident this evening, which Pakku was calling both emotional and unprovoked. The Chief already having his doubts on the latter. Even by Pakku's words, it was definitely provoked, if nothing more than protecting the Avatar. Haruko arched an eyebrow as she heard the older woman speak,"Wait a second, no one here belongs to anyone."she replied as she looked at the woman, daring her to challenge the Firebender's words. She then turned her attention to Lumikki,"Sure... I'll be right back. Katara mind filling me in?"she asked as she turned and made her way towards their quarters. As they walked Katara explained what was going on, what she didn't expect, or perhaps she did was Haruko's response."WHAT!? Offering a coat is considered a betrothal? Do you realize how idiotically stupid that sounds? Don't they already have that necklace thing? How many forms of betrothal does once culture need?"Haruko ranted as they walked, everyone within ear shot, and maybe a little beyond could hear her as she was pretty much shouting at the lunacy of the situation. There wasn't really much Katara could do to stop the ranting, instead she simply looked slightly embarrassed by all the stares they were getting.By the time Haruko had retrieved the coat and returned she had calmed down, exhausting all the ranting she could without answers from the people of the Northern Water tribe. They were perhaps a bit too scared of the annoyed woman to approach and explain their traditions. She entered the Palace in time to notice Pakku talking to the Chief before being dismissed, shooting a self satisfied smile in the direction of the Firebender as he did. She listened to the Chief and Lumikki as they spoke, and waited for her turn, cause she was really going to give the man a piece of her mind."Look, I don't know your traditions. Whatever Lumikki's intentions, it shouldn't matter. Besides that to consider a coat on the same level as a dowry is probably the dumbest thing I've ever heard of. You already have Betrothal necklaces, so why the hell would a coat be considered the same thing? It's a coat.... To clarify, I didn't need a coat then, nor do I need one now. More importantly, we haven't known each other long enough to have formed a friendship, much less anything that could be considered romantic. If it was an attempt at extending an Olive branch then I believe that's what is was, nothing more. No matter how misplaced it was, considering last I checked you didn't force an olive branch into another's hand. That aside, I don't believe there was any other intent behind the offering of the coat beyond a misguided attempt to make up for insulting me earlier. I intended to return the coat at the first chance I got, but I was willing to give Lumikki a second chance, after all we all make mistakes some times,"Haruko replied, Katara and Aang both cringing as Haruko called an apparent Tradition dumb to the Chief."I see, you say you don't need a coat yet wear one."the Chief replied simply."It's simply to blend in, its better to avoid showing that I am a Firebender."she replied."In a green coat?"The Chief asked doubtfully."I don't own Water Tribe clothes, This was given to me in Kyoshi, and no it isn't a Betrothal either. Your tribe is the only one I've seen with that kind of insane tradition."Haruko answered, once more causing Aang and Katara to cringe. They were pretty sure she had already made her feelings about the tradition clear and didn't need to keep pounding it home."I see, very well then. Ms. Haruko can not be held to our traditions as she is an outsider. As for you Lumikki, you know our traditions, no mater how old they are and due for change they might be. I will not excuse such actions on your part again. There is no betrothal here, and perhaps it is time we review some of our older traditions."the Chief replied before turning his attention back to Haruko."Now, it has been brought to my attention that you attacked Master Pakku?"At this Katara stared at Haruko in shock. Why wasn't she allowed to attack the Master Waterbender and Haruko was? What a double standard, Katara thought as she remembered Haruko telling her to stay calm and not act rashly towards Master Pakku."I did not attack Pakku, I issued a warning that I would defend Aang and my honor from anyone. If I had attacked the man, he would not have walked away unscathed."Haruko replied calmly."Anyone that was present could tell you my fireball never got close to him.""I see, it is as I expected then. I see nothing wrong with your actions, though I would advise against provoking Master Pakku in the future."Chief Arnook replied."I understand sir,"Haruko replied with a nod before turning and moving away from the chief before turning back to the others with a sigh."Here's your coat back. Lets avoid any other Water Tribe traditions that I don't know about."she commented as she held the coat out for Lumikki to take back. Lumikki accepted her coat back they weren't completely out of earshot of the Chief when she spoke up to Haruko."I'm beginning to understand. He said old. It was a way to show love, romantic love, just as I suspected, yet at the same time... Not always. He seemed to agree with you in regards to romantic feelings. And as you clearly pointed out, we have the necklace, now. How I did it was concern for you. Completely different context. How did it get so warped that just GIVING the coat was a betrothal?""How indeed...?"The Chief muttered as he spoke to Yue. The answer was simple. The people of the tribe added their opinions to the actual letter of the rule, as the Chief would learn after the upcoming battle. Right now, he was once again playing host to the Avatar, who wasn't thinking anything about deciding to show Katara some of what he learned, although Katara had learned a few of them in the morning from Lumikki. Something she didn't tell Aang.... And wouldn't in public.Katara's interest, however, piqued Pakku's attention... And suddenly, there was yet another brouhaha as Aang was publically humiliated with a dismissal from Pakku."That's all I can stands, I can't stands no more!"* Lumikki practically shoved the old coat at Haruko as she stormed to Pakku,"You inconsiderate male chauvinist! It's bad enough you treat women so casually and disrespectful, but I'll be damned if I let you talk to the AVATAR like that! Why is he cut?! Hahn?! Why?! And it damned well better be one helluva good reason!"The Chief was within earshot as Pakku dismissed Lumi as being overly emotional and he didn't need to explain anything he did to the likes of her. Unamused, the chief cut in."Then tell me, Pakku, in the presence of all these witnesses. Why did you just cut the Avatar from your class?"Pakku explained how he had emphatically forbade Aang from teaching Katara what he learned from him. Yet, here he was, going against direct orders."I wasn't TEACHING her how, I was showing her what I learned."Aang said calmly."Had it been true teaching, I would have slowed my movements so she could mimic them."The Chief nodding, said,"Well said. I saw, and apparently these two did as well. Well then, Aang? Would you settle for the second best waterbender to finish your training?""Of course. Who is he? Can I meet him, now?""You're already acquainted with HER."He looked at Lumikki, then to Pakku who visibly frowned upon hearing this, as well as a verbal growl escaping his throat. He relented as Lumikki whispered quietly to Arnook."Really? That impressive?"He asked looking at Lumikki, who nodded."And Katara if she wishes."Pakku opened his mouth but said nothing. Closing it he stared down Katara."Sorry I stole your thunder, lightning and fireworks, Haruko.... But you have no idea how long that's been brewing."Lumi said, probably in the calmest audible voice she had since the conversation after seeing the Chief. Haruko shrugged as she listened to Lumikki explain the situation as she now understood it. Though in the Firebender's eyes it was settled from the start, it wasn't that she didn't care, just that the Water Tribe traditions didn't really effect her in the long run. All she really had to do was avoid insulting anyone because she was ignorant to some of the more quirky traditions. For the most part all cultures of their world had pretty similar ones, like honor the one Haruko held as the highest, they also all shared a love for tea. That was something she had learned from General Iroh.Her musing was cut short as another altercations began between Team Avatar and Pakku. She was just about to step in when Lumikki shoved yet another coat into her hands and she frowned as the girl stormed off. This caused quiet an interesting scene to play out, which gained it's own attention, at least for a moment.Haruko shifted her stance slightly to the right and mimicked Lumikki's movements,"Hey Haruko, would you mind holding my coat for me?"she asked in a cheerful voice then shifted to her left, back toactingas herself."Sure Lumikki, I don't mind being a coat stand for a few minutes..."she replied in a similar cheerful tone. She then returned to her normal stance, an expression somewhere between bored and annoyed on her face as her eyebrow twitched ever so slightly. It was a look she gave Sokka quiet often. This had Katara feeling a bit worried about the sanity of their Firebender."Are you alright Haruko?"Katara asked causiouly."Oh yes I'm just fine Katara! I've gone from Bodyguard of the Avatar to..... a coat stand...."she replied, her tone started as overly cheerful, but ended in a sarcastic deadpan. This of course caused a small scene as the people within earshot all stared, until everyone's attention was pulled to the bigger scene caused by Lumikki, Pakku, and the Chief's conversation. Haruko kept he eyes on Pakku, she didn't think he would try anything, but then again his pride was taking huge hits at the moment. Haruko would attack his honor next, when give the change. After all as Lumikki soon admitted she had stolen a small bit of thunder. As Lumikki returned and stated as much Haruko shrugged."No worries, although there wouldn't be much fireworks, as this is about the extent of my bending at the moment,"she replied as she created a fireball in her hand for a few seconds, glancing towards Pakku, before closing her fist and snuffing out the fire."Besides if I had confronted him, he'd probably use it as another excuse to try to get me thrown out of the city or jailed."she added. Instead she waited until he was leaving, as they were still near the entrance he had to pass them to leave. That was her moment to strike and really damage the man's pride and honor. It was the latter she was after, as his pride had been stepped on enough by the others."So you would really refuse to train the Avatar, even though he is probably the only one powerful enough to stop the Fire Nation? Do you want this war to end? Or would you rather just let the Fire Nation win? If that's the case why not just open your gate and invite the next Fire Nation ship to pass right into your beautiful city."she called, which caused the man to stop in his tracks."You'd love that wouldn't you? To see the Fire Nation banner flying over this city!" Pakku snapped back."Not at all, I want to see peace and that can't happen as long as Fire Lord Ozai is in power. she replied, he was falling into her trap."I might be an emotional woman but at least I know where my loyalty is. To ending this war and bringing peace to all Nations and protecting those who can't protect themselves and most importantly the Avatar as my Great Grandfather would expect of me. Where is your honor and loyalty."she finished as Pakku glared at her."Tis I don't have to take this from you. Your nothing but an emotional woman who can't even bend your own element." The "Master" Waterbend snapped and stormed away. Haruko simply smiled to herself as she sat to eat. She was honestly ready for the evening to end. Besides that, she was worried about the only non bender in their group. Sokka wasn't here and he never missed a chance to eat. What could be so bad that he would forgo food?"Hey, I'm going to go check on Sokka... I'll see you guys later. I know Aang is in safe hands. Also Lumikki here's your other coat back, it's nice of you, but I really don't need it."she said as she took two plates of food with her, one for her and the other for Sokka. As she left the palace and made her way towards their quarters she got a feeling of being followed as well as a sense of dread like something bad was about to happen. When she glance back she didn't see anything, but the feeling of something bad happening soon didn't go away as she resumed walking. Katara was about to ask Haruko what she meant as she saw Lumikki being talked to again by the chief, who only gave Haruko a courteous nod. He also had already talked to Aang and Katara at length about who they wanted. Both pairs of eyes went towards Lumi.Lumikki was learning now the Chief's decision on the whole matter now as her eyes went wide as saucers and her jaw dropped. She had wanted to tell Haruko that she had only intended to have Haruko hold it while she gave Pakku what four . Wait, she unleashed both barrels on him. It was probably what eighter .With Haruko leaving, Lumi assumed protector and matchmaker roles, as Katara was assigned the seat next to Aang again. Katara raised an eyebrow as Lumi took her seat next to her.As the Chief once again toasted Aang, he also announced a change in the teacher for the Avatar, citing the very incident many diners witnessed as why. He then asked Lumi pointedly what time lessons would start. She hadn't started with Katara til around 9:15, so she answered smartly,"Quarter after eight. Same place near their rooms as today's with Katara. Let them have breakfast. Dawn is a bit cruel."Especially since Dawn was about 5:30 on top of the world. With that settled, they ate dinner.Haruko. How was Haruko going to handle this news? Would she be relieved? Or mad and threaten her not to be abusive? Both? Lumikki let that bother her throughout dinner. She wasn't much of a conversationalist. She poked at her food, and sighed. At dessert, she passed, and left when the remaining two left.The Day of the BattleIt started off clear, yet with a peculiar haze on the horizon. Dawn. Zero hour. By nine a.m., Aang and Katara were enjoying the beginning of lessons with a trainer that calmly would move an arm, wrist, foot or leg for a proper stance or the slow teaching one step at a time to bend. Both were on ice, and Aang was having trouble concentrating by two. Lumi blushed, apologized profusely, especially when Aang bent snow around him and became a living snowman, causing Lumi to facepalm with a grimace and call the break... Then Momo gagged on black snow starting to fall. Lumi looked up."...The hell?" Haruko made it back to their room without anything happening, but her feeling still wouldn't go away. Pushing the feeling aside she found Sokka who was indeed upset. It wasn't hard for her to figure out what was bothering him. As it turned out it was Yue's betrothal to someone, as Lumikki had guessed earlier. To ease Sokka's mood Haruko suggested that he take Yue for a ride on Appa the next day. As expected when the other's returned Aang was happy to help his friend and agreed to let him take Appa out for a flight with the Northern Tribe Princess. With everyone's plans for the next day set, they all slept through the night. In the morning Sokka split from the group to take Yue for a flight while Katara and Aang, with Haruko in tow, went to meet with Lumikki. While the others trained Haruko relaxed near by, allowing a small fireball to move, or flow, between her fingers. It was an exercise her mother had taught her to increase focus and concentration. It was her way of staving off boredom as the others trained, because if she lost focus for even a second she could easily burn herself. Every now and then she would look up from the little ball of fire to see what was going on with Aang and Katara's training to see how they were doing. One such time was when Aang made himself a snowman, which cause her to laugh and lose enough concentration that her mini fireball bounced away."oops..."she exclaimed as she pulled it back and put it out. With a sigh she stood and was about to join the others when she noticed the grey colored "snow" and frowned as she held out her hand. When some of it fell in her palm she ran her thumb over it and realized exactly what it was in an instant."Ash mixed with snow...."she said in a low voice before turning to the others."The Fire Nation is here!"Haruko and Sokka yelled at the same time. The latter had just returned with Appa and was landing next to the group. Yue following him as he jumped down from Appa."How many Ships?"Haruko asked as she clinched her fists."Hundreds, it's the biggest fleet I've ever seen."Sokka replied grimly."Zhao...."Haruko said as she looked out towards the horizon. The Fleet couldn't be seen yet, the only sign of their presence was the falling snow ash mix signally their impending arrival."They'll be here by this evening...."Haruko estimated based on the amount of ashy snow. However, if Sokka was right about the size of the fleet, there was really no way to be sure."Come on, we have to warn the Chief!"Sokka replied, to which Haruko agreed as they started towards the Palace. Despite the situation and the urgency in Sokka's actions there was a clear tension that had formed between Sokka and Yue since the last time Haruko had seen them together that morning. Sokka was all business, but Haruko could tell he was hurting on some level, she could read the emotion so well, because it was one she had felt often after her betrayal. She guessed Katara would notice as well, since she knew Sokka the best of them all. Lumi stopped Haruko."How strong is your faith in your bending? Enough to turn water to steam? Or rather fog is my plan. Pea soup thick. That way they'll run into our iceberg barriers because they can't see them.... I'm going to need at least two more strong waterbenders I can trust to pull it off... And Pakku most assuredly isn't one of them."She wasn't thinking. She had two. Two she was teaching what was the equivalent of icebending to an outsider. She waited to hear from Haruko before continuing on to the Chief, encouraging Haruko she had it in her and Haruko was the Northern Tribe's trump card.By the time they caught up, the chief had been told. Yue was there so it could be assured she had said something as well."I have a plan we can implement now. While they're still far out to sea.""This should be entertaining." Pakku scoffed, arms folded.The Chief scowled his direction. He was continually losing favor when Lumikki was proving herself capable time and again."What is this plan of yours?"As Lumikki explained it, Pakku roared with laughter. "If your plan depends on the weak firebender... We need a full frontal assault the moment we see them. Besides. The idea keeps us from seeing them.""Why do you continue to criticize EVERY female?! What did we ever do to you?!"Katara shot, before shutting up to let Haruko have a say.The Chief spoke first."I have half a mind, Pakku, to let the firebender and you battle, but since time is of the essence, and we need every available BENDER that is on our side, regardless of element, she will just verbally tear you a new one. Have at it, young lady. Especially if you can help implement Lumikki's plan." Haruko paused as Lumikki stopped her and heard her plan,"I mean I can... but not on that scale. Were you not listening when I said a small fireball was the extend of my bending right now. Sure I can generate heat and keep warm, but I don't have the will to bend fire on any kind of large scale. You shouldn't depend on me for bending."she replied before she started towards the Palace once more. All she could do was listen as Lumikki still gave her plan despite what she had told the Waterbender moments before. She didn't even had a response when Pakku to a stab at her then mentioned his own plan. Haruko turned a glare on Lumikki for putting her on the spot like this, even after explaining she probably couldn't do it. There was a long pause after the Chief put her on the spot as well, as if expecting her to have a retort. She expected Aang, Katara, or Sokka to speak up for her, they knew she didn't have the will to bend and why, but everyone was silent as the room turned to the lone Firebender."Pakku is right.... I can't bend on that scale right now.... I mean I can try, but I haven't had the will to bend since I was imprisoned and tortured by the very soldiers I once commanded, just because I protected a defenseless village. I will try, but you should make other plans.... you can't count on me right now..."she finally said, it was clear it was very hard for her to admit that. With her peace spoken she turned and left the Palace, she was angry at herself for admitting her weakness, she was mad at Team Avatar for not standing up for her, and she was mad at Lumikki for not listening to her in private. Of course she would do what she could, she didn't want to see the Fire Nation win anymore then the others did. She didn't go far, leaning on a wall overlooking the city from just outside the Palace, they would need her, and she knew that, even if it wasn't for her bending, but her knowledge of the Fire Nation's tactics."Look, regardless of the plan we need her help. She might be struggling to bend right now. But her knowledge of Fire Nation tactics will be invaluable against them."Sokka spoke up for her even as he volunteered for a secret mission that the Chief had. He doubted Pakku would admit that based on his past comments about Haruko and Katara, but he wanted to point it out so the others might act on it. Lumikki joined Haruko at the wall after being all but dismissed for inclusion at the front."Chief Arnook is arguing the point he specifically said ALL benders."She sighed as she looked down from the wall as she learned on it."I still believe in you. I believe you'll get it all back, and the Moon spirit will smile on you because of your desire to protect. That's why I told my plan anyway. Heh. Ironically, I have enough confidence we can still drive them back somehow, that there's spare for you if I could transfer it. I don't know if you heard..."She stopped as the debate became heated on Pakku's end, not wanting any of the three overly emotional girls or the kid anywhere around him, and he wouldn't bail out any of them. It ended with a dismissal from the chief and three well aimed snowballs from team Avatar. Yue actually giggled about this. One more attack came as a bucket of water suddenly lost it's contents all over Pakku, who glared Lumi's way, only to see her whistling softly to herself while looking at Haruko. Team Avatar and Yue found that hilarious. Even theChiefsmirked. Fuming, Pakku stormed off, at leasthisplan was the one implemented, and Haruko admitted he was right. Two fold win for him. His last."What can we expect from these trespassers, Haruko?"It was the chief who watched Lumikki facepalm. He raised an eyebrow with a bemused expression, but ignored that to focus attention on the only one in the group with inside knowledge. Haruko glanced at Lumikki as she spoke,"You don't even know me, nor have you seen me bend, aside from a very small amount."she replied simply, as she kept her eyes towards the horizon. If she hadn't recognized Pakku's voice she might have turned to see what the commotion was but as she had heard his voice she didn't bother to look."Even when he gets his way he whines like a child. In the Fire Nation he would be challenged to an Agni Kai by now..."she commented as she shook her head slightly. She was starting to think about the upcoming battle and how she could help, without her bending she would have to rely on her other skills, like swords and spears. It wouldn't be an easy fight no matter what plans they came up with. Zhao was known for being aggressive, even over aggressive and didn't control his Firebending. There would be a lot of collateral damage as a result of the fight. That was if Zhao got his hands dirty and actually fought himself, which she doubted would happen. As she heard the Chief she stood up straight and turned to face the man."Well, if it is Zhao, which I'm sure it is, he will be aggressive. He'll start with a bombardment to weaken any defenses then he'll likely ram the wall with his ships and send in his troops that way rather then wait to destroy the wall with firebombs. Zhao doesn't contain his firebending so if he joins the fight in person expect a lot of collateral damage. While he's not subtle, he wouldn't attack without some kind of plan, I expect he's got some kind of trump card. If he has any smart commanders with him, he'll stop his attack when the moon rises. Any competent commander knows Waterbenders are strongest under the moon. But it's Zhao so you can probably expect him to continue the attack as long as he can and as long as he has the advantage. He won't try to wait us out, he'll want a quick and decisive victory."she replied calmly as she watched the Chief reaction to her words. While she could guess at Zhao's plans she didn't know he knew where the ocean and moon spirits lived so she didn't know he planned to kill the moon spirit."If there is anything here Zhao can used to his advantage and he knows about it, he will most assuredly try."she added just to be safe. At this point that was all she could think of, anything else and she would have to spend much more time figuring it out.For now though she expected it would be a waiting game, until the first ships arrived. For now it was the calm before the storm, the part she hated most. Just waiting for the enemy to come to them, and no possible way to escape other then to win the battle. She hoped fate, and the spirits were on their side today. The Chief seemed to ponder the options he may think he had very carefully, and for an extended period. Finally, he said,"Lumi, I want you and your double whip on the far wall,"he pointed to where the garden that held two certain fish were, and where Aang was headed."Defend with every fiber of your being as you know what's at stake."Lumi nodded, and was off. He looked at some of the men and directed them to take strategic positions around the city. Soon only Katara, Haruko and he remained with a few other strong men."Knowing Pakku, he went to the main wall to oversee that, which leaves the rest of us to defend the palace..."He had been looking around."Where's Aang?"He frowned, sighed and said, answering his own question,"Off to do an Avatar thing, I'd imagine. During the battles, Haruko, you can give us pointers on how and where to make the best defense we will start with adding more Berg's as defense."Meanwhile, Lumi reached the garden to set up her defense of ice around it, not knowing Aang had arrived mere moments earlier to meditate and enter the Spirit World to get information on how to help. Haruko nodded as she heard the chief, while she would rather be protecting Aang, she knew her value in this fight would be her ability to help the Northern Water Tribe fight off the Fire Nation attack. Though she did turn to Katara before following the chief."If you find Aang protect him, this isn't going to be an easy fight."she said before turning and following the Chief without waiting to see if Katara was listening to her."If I'm going to help I need to know what this secret mission is that Sokka volunteered for."she commented and the Chief was silent for a moment before nodding then lead the way to their armory. Once there they found all of the men who had volunteered for the Chief's mission, except for one."I'm sure you're all wondering about this mission. You're going to be infiltrating the Fire Nation fleet to take out their leader and force them to retreat."the Chief said calmly."Wait... how are we going to do that?"Sokka asked looking confused."With these,"the Chief said as Yue's betrothed came out wearing a very old, like 100 years old, Fire Nation uniforms."Captured Fire Nation uniforms.""They'll never suspect a thing!" commented the man who expected to be the next chief."I'm afraid they will."Haruko replied simply."Yeah right! You just want to see us lose!" the man replied back."No, she's right. The Fire Nation hasn't had shoulder spikes in almost 100 years, you'll be spotted for sure."Sokka commented in support of Haruko."Besides that, just as I don't know your traditions, you don't have the military discipline of Fire Nation soldiers."Haruko said simply."Hmm... very well, listen to Ms. Haruko and Sokka they will be our Fire Nation experts, so do as they say."the Chief ordered calmly. With that he left the group to prepare as Haruko and Sokka shared what they could about the Fire Nation tactics and how they should act while infiltrating the Fleet. After a while Haruko felt she could add any more to the planning, or rather the overconfident teen thought he knew more and refused to listen so she left. Not long after there was an altercation between him and Sokka, which got Sokka pulled from the mission, but assigned to a more important one, protecting Yue. Haruko found the Chief once more to help with the defenses of the city.The fleet arrived just before sunset and began it's bombardment, however before they began their full attack they stopped as she moon began to rise."So he does have some smart commanders... they know you are strongest when the moon is up so they stopped the attack. They will likely start again tomorrow when the sun rises."Haruko explained. The Chief nodded and went to check on the damage and make sure his soldiers were ready for the fight to come. The next morning as expected the attack resumed as she sun rose. Haruko was coordinating the defenses as best she could. The battle continued throughout the day but the Fire Nation didn't get as far as they expected. This time as the sun went down the attack didn't end. Yue lead Katara to the Spirit pond to find Aang while Haruko moved from the wall to the Palace to make sure no Fire Nation soldiers could get that far.It was around this time that Zuko was drawing close to his target. He had spotted Katara and Yue and followed them in the shadows, not knowing he was headed straight towards an early confrontation. He just knew where ever Katara was going the Avatar wouldn't be far away, so it was his chance to catch the kid once and for all. Once the door closed behind the two young women he began to move towards it as well. Kaaa RAAACK! Ka RAACK! As soon as those two were clear, Zuko was meeting the business end of two water whips at the same time. Talk about double barrelled."You come no farther, intruder."The whips just seem to come out of the shadows at him. If Zuko was going to get the Avatar, Zhou would need to defeat the expert waterbender that currently used what shadows she had to her advantage... And had swore a silent oath to Haruko and the ocean and moon spirits she would protect Aang at all costs... If she had to sacrifice sleep to do it. Zuko jumped back as the whips lashed out at him, growling in frustration."Get out of my way! The Avatar is mine!"he yelled as she shot a fireball at the place where the voice had come from. Just to be sure he his his target he sent two more, one each to the left and right of the first. He didn't have time for this, it was bad enough he would probably have to face Katara to get to Aang, now he had to deal with another pest. He did his best to contain his anger, he need to keep a level head if he was going to capture the Avatar before Zhao.Haruko was about half way to the palace when she noticed the explosions where there shouldn't be any Fire Nation soldiers and frowned. There was no one around that she could send so she went herself to find out what was going on. But she doubted she could make it in time for whatever was going on. She hoped Aang and the others weren't in danger, as she didn't know where they had gone, she had been too busy with the defenses. Whatever was going on she would find out and stop it if she could. The first fire ball nearly got Lumikki. She knocked out the other, but the one behind her blew up a tree. That wasn't good, she lost some of her shadows. Without a word, she hoped Katara was watching , sent both whips silently to whip around both legs to trip him... Not to mention sting them from the lash around. Since her whip had taken bark off a tree, it would definitely sting before Zuko found himself on his ass. Zuko frowned as he realized this fight was going to take more effort and growled in frustration."You can't stop me, you're only slowing me down! Now GET... OUT... OF... MY... WAY!"he said through clinched teeth as he prepared to attack again only to have his legs pulled out from under him. He cried out as he fell back, but caught himself at the last moment, rolling back, and propelling himself back to his feet as he shot two more fireballs at the woman using the water whips.Haruko was making her way from the palace towards the explosions she had seen, but she likely wouldn't arrive in time to help. Even if she did, what could see do without full control of her bending. The spear she had wouldn't be much help against a fireball. Though it was a Fire Nation weapon which meant it was at least fire resistant. Lumikki was preparing another attack to keep the intruder off balance she stopped one, but didn't react quick enough to stop the other, her last conscious thought was, This is gonna hurt...Yue and Katara watched in horror, with the former having her hands over her mouth, as the fireball hit it's mark. Lumikki screamed in pain.... Loud enough to be heard half way to the palace... And steam enveloped the area like a tropical fog. When it cleared Lumikki was seen face down, unconscious with smoke rising from her clothes. The expert waterbender had thought enough to protect her face, by turning her head and covering it with her hands. It didn't stop it from hurting or knocking her out of her boots and unconscious.Katara prepared herself to continue the battle, but could she last long enough for help to arrive? Zuko smirked as he defeated one enemy then turned his attention towards Aang. This time it was Katara who blocked his path as Yue ran to get help."Get out of my way or you'll end up like the other one. I just want the Avatar."he said as he stepped closer. But Katara took a defensive stance between Zuko and his target."Fine, but you'll regret this."he commented as the fight began.As Yue ran she came across Haruko "Haruko! Lumikki is hurt and Katara is fighting someone called Zuko." She told the former Fire Nation Captain."Damn... find Sokka, I'll go help Katara and Lumikki if I can."Haruko replied as she contiued on towards the Spirit Oasis. She was close but it would still be too late. Katara was good, but Zuko was better and more experienced in combat. By the time she arrived Zuko was gone with Aang's body and both Lumikki and Katara were unconscious. Seeing that Katara was less injured then the other girl she woke her up first."Come on, we need to check Lumikki, she's still unconscious and I can't heal her if she's hurt. Zuko got Aang, but we'll need Appa to find them."she said as she helped Katara to her feet. Katara blinked a few times as Haruko helped her to her feet, she frowned as she noticed the now softly smoldering body of Lumikki who still hadn't moved, but a soft groan escaped from her. About three feet from her bare feet stood her boots, one upright, the other on it's side. No steam or smoke from either since the fireball hit her torso. Katara barely understood healing, but could sense and fix enough damage that it'd bring Lumikki around."I think there's some internal damage the way the water is acting Haruko. Feels like the ribs, right where she took the fireball."Lumikki groaned again, more fighting unconsciousness than the pain she was in. Since she was nearly face up, just slightly on her side, Katara didn't need help getting to the worse of it."At least she protected her face."Finally, Lumikki opened her eyes."Feel... Like I... Hit a brick... Wall that was.... On fire."She moaned. She tried to rise, but this caused her eyes to roll back and a soft clutch to the chest, just below her bosom, exactly where Katara was worried about. She shook it off, but had to remain sitting."Sorry... I failed.... We need... To go... After.... Intruder."She gasped out weakly, trying to get on her feet. She'd need a few more minutes they could use to travel... And her boots. Haruko frowned as she heard Katara,"Well we'll get her to a healer soon, but I would recommend that you get better at healing. I have a feeling we'll need it in the future."she replied, not knowing how right she was. She watched as Katara worked and Lumikki regained consciousness and heard what she said."You don't worry about that right now, you need a healer more then chasing after any intruders."she replied simply as she stood up and looked around. There was only one way Zuko could have gone, away from the city and into the dangerous lands of the north pole. Just then Sokka arrived with Yue, riding on Appa, who landed near by."What happened? Where's Aang?"Sokka demanded as he jumped down from the large flying bison."Prince Zuko happened, he knocked Katara and Lumikki unconscious then took Aang. I arrived to late to stop him."she replied with a sigh."We need to follow him before he gets too far away with Aang. Katara, can Lumikki travel? If not someone should get her to a healer, she can't fight with broken ribs."she added as she moved towards Appa and climbed up, waiting for Sokka at least. Katara shook her head. More at Lumikki who was being stubborn as an ox, and trying to get to Haruko, Appa and intending to go."No way. I'll see if I can learn healing better while you guys rescue Aang..."She developed a tic as she grabbed Lumikki by the back of the coat."You stubborn mule! You're worse than Sokka, and that's saying something! If you don't stop... I'll sit on you!"Sokka laughed for a moment before letting out a"HEY!", finally climbing aboard Appa.Katara looked at Haruko."We'll be at the healing tent, Haruko. Good luck finding Aang quickly."She directed the still disoriented Lumikki towards the healing hut. Haruko watched as Lumikki tried to follow them, but nodded as she heard Katara. She rolled her eyes at Sokka's outburst,"Come on Sokka, Yue, we don't have time to waste. yip yip!"she said and Appa took off with his three passengers. They flew north, the only way Zuko could have gone to escape the city. It really was a bad idea as it seemed there was a constant storm going in this direction."This is going to take forever..."Haruko commented over the wind."What's that?" Yue commented pointing towards a cave which Aang just came out of, Zuko fell as he was knocked out by the Avatar."Well that was easier then expected..."Sokka said as they landed to pick up Aang. They also grabbed Zuko, but tied him up at Aang's request. Haruko wouldn't have wanted to leave him out here to die either. By the time they were on their way back to the city the moon had risen and was high in the sky. They had no idea what they would find when they returned to the Spirit Oasis. As Katara was learning the art of healing almost as fast as she had picked up everything else Lumikki had taught her, Lumikki grinned at the older lady, saying like a proud Sensei."See? cough, coughcough, cough student EVER! ouch."she winced."Hush now. You have broken ribs. Let the healing work. Keep at it Katara, you're doing fine."Zhao was already there at the Oasis, and Iroh was starting his soon to be famous "balance" lecture. The only ones hearing it being the fish themselves and the landing Avatar team... Plus one Haruko bright Appa down to land and noticed Zhao as did the rest of the group. The commander of the Fire Nation Fleet had already captured the Moon Spirit and Iroh was giving his speech about balance and asking the man not to do what he was planning. All attention was on the man as even Aang tried to reason with him. For the briefest of moments it seemed that Iroh and Aang had managed to stop him, but then Zhao did the unthinkable and killed the Moon Spirit. Everyone could only watch in shock as Zhao left to finish his conquest of the Northern Water Tribe.Haruko clinched her fists and jaw, the air around her began heating up. She decided she would no longer stand by and do nothing. Her will to firebend had returned, and she would use it."General Iroh... please look after everyone here... Zhao will pay for his actions."she growled before chasing after the man. No one had noticed that Zuko was missing now as well."Zhao! You'll pay for your actions!"she called as she caught up to the man. He seemed shocked to see Haruko here."Ah Captain Haruko, you're alive... You'll have to tell me how you survived before I kill you for being a traitor. What would your parents think." Zhao said with a smirk. In his arrogance he felt he could beat her. He felt unstoppable now."You won't leave this place to tell anyone I'm alive,"Haruko replied simply as she took a righting stance."Such arrogance," Zhao quipped."Confindence,"Haruko corrected, which caused Zhao to growl. The fight began when he shot a fireball at Haruko, who caught it and reversed it back at the Admiral who dodge it. Then Haruko fired back, her fire was blue, which Zhao hadn't expected and the arrogant man was on the defensive as Haruko fired fireball after fireball, while Zhao tried to counter and fight back. It was a true light show on the bridge where they fought. With the Moon spirit dead, and the Moon gone, everything took on a greyish hue. Even eyes. Yue's, however continued to be a bright blue.At the healing hut, all bending stopped, and Lumikki got up. She clutched her ribs as she looked out. She was shocked by what she saw... Or rather, didn't see."The moon! It's... Gone!"This brought everyone in the hut looking in surprise and sorrow.Aang stepped into the spirit pool, and was immediately being circled by the remaining fish the Ocean spirit soon took him over and began it's rampage against the Fire Nation, with the water tribe giving reverence.It was at this point, that Iroh, now noticed Yue's blue eyes."You have been touched by the moon spirit, haven't you?"There just may be a way out of this... Haruko had Zhao on the ropes, he knew she was a prodigy but how could she possible defeat him, a great conquer, and spirit killer! His ego had gone to his head, and every step backward was an insult to him as he tried to fight off the former Captain and traitor. His anger only grew as he felt she was toying with him, but he was wrong, she wasn't toying with him she was trying to humiliate him. Her anger at seeing him kill the moon spirit fueled her fire, made her more powerful. It was an amazing light show, but to only one witness as everyone else was focused on the Aang and the Ocean spirit as he attacked the Fire Nation army. Blue and orange flames lit up the bridge on which Haruko and Zhao fought, more blue then orange as Zhao was forced on the defensive."Your greed and lust for power out weigh your skills Zhao, you should yield before I kill you."Haruko called as she sent another fireball at the man."How dare you! I'll kill you for your insult!" Zhao shouted as he tried to counter. But his counter attack failed, in fact it blew up in his face when Haruko's burst of blue flames hit the fireball he had attempted to shoot at the young woman, knocking him back. It was during this break that Zuko stepped out onto the bridge."Captain Haruko, please allow me to finish Zhao. He attempted to have me killed, in a coward's way."Zuko said calmly as he stopped next to the woman. He knew who she was, they were cousins after all and he had respected her most of his life."He's all yours, Prince Zuko"Haruko conceded as she stepped back to allow Zuko to take over. If she though she had been angry, her anger was nothing compared to Zuko's. She watched as the pair fought Zuko had the clear advantage. Then she saw the Ocean spirit come around the corner and she gasped,"Zuko, the Ocean Spirit is here!"she yelled which caught the attention of the other two. It was no surprise when the Ocean spirit attacked Zhao. For a moment it looked like Zuko might actually help the man, but he let him be taken away by Aang and the Ocean spirit."For a moment I thought you were going to help him.""For a moment, so did I...Zuko replied before turning to Haruko."Everyone thinks you're dead, or missing.""Its for the best, I can't return to the Fire Nation if that is what you plan to ask. Not yet. But for as long as you hunt the Avatar, we are enemies. But I will never hold any ill will against you cousin."Haruko said before turning away."This is where we part ways."then she was gone, headed to the medical tent to check on Katara and Lumikki. She had been worried about them since the Moon Spirit had been murdered. By the time she would arrive the moon would be back, and Yue would have become the new moon spirit. Lumikki and the others stood in awe as the grayish gloom was swallowed up by the appearance of the Aang Ocean spirit, as those around her fell in reverence, she stood there with a stupid look of total disbelief on her face. Her mind wasn't fully comprehending what she was seeing. The Ocean spirit was a koi. A treasure to be protected at all costs. But here it was, wiping out Fire Nation troops as a giant baby on a rampage against mere toys. Her heart was on it's knees, but her body refused to follow suit. That's what spared her life. The spirit glowered at her for a second before drenching her for her irreverence to it . This caused her stupid awestruck look to become a stupid grin with a"Thank you Ocean Spirit... Have fun, now."It was Katara who finally noticed the Moon returning, and led the celebration. No one yet knew what the great cost had been. It was at that moment Yue, the new Moon Spirit, gave Sokka a goodbye kiss. Haruko ran as fast as she could towards the medical tent, arriving as everyone began celebrating. She came to a stop as she noticed a soaked Lumikki and Katara celebrating. She was glad to see both were okay, but neither would know she had her firebending back at full power. In fact, only two people knew at the moment and that suited her just fine, as she had a certain Water Bending Master to challenge. Shaking the thought from her mind she looked up at the sky then towards Aang and the Ocean Spirit. They had driven away the Fire Nation fleet, but the spirit still seemed angry not having realized the moon was back."Aang, Ocean Spirit! The Moon spirit has been revived!"she called to the large being before she turned back towards Lumikki and Katara."Well I guess you're both okay then? You should dry off before you catch cold."she commented as she pointed at Lumikki. The battle had been won, at great cost and against great odds. Haruko was just glad they had managed to defend the city, with the help of the Ocean Spirit."We should make sure Aang is okay, can you two make it to the spirit oasis?"she added calmly as she looked over the pair. Lumikki grinned at Haruko,"I'd hug ya, but you'd probably say I'm all wet!"She then saluted, flipping water around, saying,"Yes, mum. I go home and change... Just haven't decided into what yet."Katara did hug her."I take it with Aang and the Ocean Spirit acting as one, you had no problem finding him."She then shook her head and waved a hand at Lumikki."Pay Lumi no mind. The minute she saw the Ocean Spirit bigger than life and throwing a tantrum that would make two year olds blush, and the likes of which any Fire Nation survivors will never forget... She's been acting fruit loopy. Dare I even say, downright goofy."She hadn't rhymed on purpose. She then nodded as the Ocean Spirit seemed to take notice, and calmed down, making it's way back to the Oasis."I'll see you there in a bit, then."She started making her way back there. Haruko arched an eyebrow at Lumikki before hugging Katara back,"I'm glad you're okay,"she commented simply before nodding."If we don't meet you at the Oasis then the Palace. I'll make sure Aang and Sokka are okay."she added before she she started making her way towards the Oasis. She didn't know what had happened with Yue but she was worried about the others, especially following Aang and the Ocean Spirit's rampage. Having left right after Zhao's action she didn't know what had happened after that. Lumikki got it for her inaction by her mom. All through her changing out of her wet clothes, she was lectured about disrespecting the Spirits. She couldn't get a word in edgewise.Katara somehow beat Haruko back to the Oasis, but not Aang Ocean Spirit. While she pondered how that was possible, Aang opened one eye, and looked at her, yet said nothing. She wasn't the one to talk to. As soon as Lumikki arrived and slightly less out of it as before. He excused himself, and took Lumikki by the wrist, calmly, to lead her to a private spot."We need to talk..."After going a distance from Katara, he talked calmly with Lumikki, even politely asking her what in the name of the Spirits she was thinking? Unlike her mom, Aang listened to her side, nodded, patted her back, and came back over.Sokka meanwhile was inconsolable, fearing Arnook was going to have his head... Literally. Nothing Katara could say would change that. Maybe when Haruko arrived. The other two had beaten Haruko to the Oasis because she had stopped on the way to check on any injured and made sure to send them to the medical area. So the others had already arrived by the time she got to the Oasis. She had also looked for Zuko as well, farther slowing her down. As she entered the Oasis she looked towards the others and could tell something had happened by the sullen expression on Sokka's face. With a sigh she made her way towards the other,"I see I'm late,"she replied as she joined the others."There is no sign of Zuko, but the Fire Nation is retreating."she said as she came to a stop next to Sokka and placed a hand on his shoulder to comfort him.She didn't tell them she had her bending back, that was something she was saving for a certain Water Bending master. It didn't take much observations to noticed that Yue wasn't among them and she could only guess that the Princess had become the Moon spirit."All is not lost Sokka, she will always be watching over you now. It take great courage to sacrifice oneself for others."she said in a low voice before turning to the others."We should head to the Palace, the Chief should probably know what's happened."she added as she looked towards the others. Katara and Aang nodded calmly as Sokka shrugged with a half nod. His spirits were lifted a bit with Haruko's words. He'd probably feel a lot better once he learns that Chief Arnook will let him keep his head.Lumikki gave a simple nod, as she was ready for her part of the debriefing to already be over. Arnook looked at each of the group in turn."My heart aches hearing this news, yet rejoices knowing what it meant, and the time I had with her."He patted Sokka's shoulder reassuringly."You did your best. It was meant to be."Hearing from Katara and Lumikki about both Zuko and Admiral Zhou troubled him. He looked from one to the other and sighed. Blasted clean out of your boots, were you, Lumikki? That's a pretty powerful punch. Then seeing the Ocean Spirit as you did, after suffering the embarrassing defeat... The pain in your chest from broken ribs... Well, no wonder you were a bit loopy right after. Can't imagine how you wouldn't be. Again, you two did your best."Pakku went livid. Sokka was told to protect Yue with his life. Lumi to protect the Oasis and fish with hers. Both failed miserably. Of course he expected no more from Lumikki, after all. He wanted one of them to pay for their failures. At least one.The Chief walked away, ignoring the rant, inviting all in for a celebratory, and remembrance feast. The latter in honor of the new Moon Spirit. Haruko separated from the group before the feast and went back to where they were staying. She then changed into her dueling attire and made her way back to the Palace joining her friends without a word. Anyone who knew Fire Nation traditions would be able to see what she was planning. That meant there were very few in the room who would be able to guess what she was planning, given the Northern Water Tribes out dated knowledge of her home and it's Traditions. She doubted anyone one but Aang would know what she was about to do. She waited until after the feast, as to not disrespect the Chief or new Moon spirit.After the feast Haruko stood up and walked towards Pakku her expression hard as she stopped before the Water Bending Master."I Challenge you, Pakku to an Agni Kai, an Honor Duel. If you refuse you have no honor and prove that I am your superior in both skill and honor."she said coolie and waited for his answer. She made sure to announce her challenge loud enough that every one in the hall could hear her. This was meant to embarrass the Water Bending Master should he try to decline. Whoever didn't see that Agni Kai coming had been living under an iceberg the last few days. Most everyone, even Pakku's students had seen how he first treated Haruko, then Katara and finally Aang. A good portion of them had already talked to the chief about jumping to a kinder water master as several saw how shoddy he had treated Lumikki over the years. Basically using her, a master in her own right, to 'weed out the weaklings' which disrespected both her and the student pitted against her.Pakku chuckled most cruelly. Here was a chance to get rid of both his thorns. He pointed to Lumikki. "In the event you are defeated by me..." One could almost hear 'little girl' in his tone. "There is your punishment. Take her with you. You WILL still need a waterbending 'master', yes?"Aang looked ready to object. Both the chief and Katara held him back and shook their heads. The Chief answered Pakku roughly,"And you will lose the last bit of respect from me. It'll be more honorable for Haruko to accept that condition than refuse it. If you are so sure of your abilities... Leave Master Lumikki out of it. Let her make her own decisions regarding whether to go with them to continue the Avatar's training."Pakku folded his arms, unbudging, forgetting an old saying. "Pride comes before a fall."Lumikki was fed up with Pakku. She whispered over to Haruko,"Kick his narcissistic ass. For everyone HE'S ever publically embarrassed. Including Aang."She then moved to stand next to the Chief. Haruko scoffed as she heard Pakku's comment,"She can chose whatever she wants to do, our duel has no baring on what she does or doesn't do."she replied simply as she watched the man."What is does effect is your Honor, and if you turn down this duel for any reason, everyone here will see that have no honor, and dare I say it, you are a coward."she added as she waited for the man to accept or back down. She could see the anger and annoyance building in the man as she waited. She didn't care one way or the other, after all she won no matter what the Water Bending Master chose to do."Fine!" Pakku finally said "But you will regret this little girl." he said as he stood. Haruko smirked as she lead the way outside into the court yard where they would have more room."Careful of your over confidence Master Pakku, it will be your downfall. You forget that I was a Captain in the Fire Nation Army."Haruko replied as she came to a stop and turned to face the man. The crowd had already gathered and were waiting excitedly. Some knew what had led to this confrontation while others were ready to cheer on the Water Bending Master to beat the Fire Nation woman. Regardless of which side the onlookers were rooting for, they would get a show, though perhaps not the one they expected."Ready?"Haruko asked as she dropped into her stance and Pakku did the same.After a long pause someone from the crowd called begin and the duel was started. Before Pakku could even make his first move Haruko was already moving, an unusual move for her in a fight as she usually waited for her opponent to move first. A lightning bolt shot past Pakku's head, missing by only a few centimeters, and hit a pillar behind the man causing it to collapse and leaving the Water Bending Master frozen in place for a moment, one which Haruko used, not to attack but to give the man a chance to yield."As you can see, I've regained my ability to Fire Bend, and I'm far superior to anyone you've ever faced. That lightning bolt could have killed you, if I wanted to. Instead it was to prove a point, yield or risk facing the full fury of the Great Granddaughter of Avatar Roku!"She said as she stood from her fighting stance expecting the arrogant man to indeed yield. Even some of the waterbenders on Pakku's side clapped at the display. Chief Arnook and Lumikki looked like father and daughter as in unison they both mouthed a 'wow'. Katara, Aang and a few men rebuilt the destroyed pillar.Pakku looked white as the snow and ice around him as he saw the damage, he glared at his students. How dare they let the girl help them make the pillar. A look to the chief who had his arms across his chest, with a stern look. Lumikki almost looked smug, not the better than you kind Pakku had, but it was enough.Pakku threw his hands up and walked off, fuming.Chief Arnook breathed a sigh of relief."He at least had sense to know when he was outmatched. Unfortunately, you may have made him your enemy, I hope I'm wrong since his disrespect to others, especially females, was long before you came. Best not take chances. Although you have made many friends among us by showing exactly what you set out to, there is honor in the fire nation, it might be best that you leave at first light. I will see you off. Meanwhile, I invite you all for one last night of celebration."A kid tugged on Haruko, unafraid, "Can you do a fireworks show for us after?"Arnook smiled."A splendid idea, if you wish. That's entirely up to you."Sadly, a lot of people that were behind Pakku, left with him. Arnook tutted sadly."Their loss. Let us celebrate the new moon spirit!" Haruko's smile grew as Pakku conceded the fight to her, and unlike Lumikki, her's was smug and confident. After the man left she made her way back over to the others, she knew Aang disapproved of violence but this was necessary and she didn't care if the technically 100 year old wanted to try lecturing her. He didn't have the same experience of the world as she did. As she felt the tug she turned her attention to the kid and arched an eyebrow."I don't know... that's not really my specialty... but maybe."she replied simply. She half hoped the kid would forget, because had never tried her hand at such things, her focus had been combat and the basics. But her hope were likely dashed when the Chief spoke up and she sighed,"I think about it."she replied simply before making her way back to her seat with Aang, Katara, and Sokka. She was ready to get some rest for the night and she was pretty sure everyone else was too, after all they had all just fought a major battle against the Fire Nation and it's most aggressive commander. But with Zhao out of the way Haruko had a feeling it would make their traveling easier. Of course there was no telling what Zuko had planned, nor did she knew that Azula would soon be sent after them. The chief knew his guests and many of those that stayed were tired, so the celebration of Yue's life and transformation to the moon spirit was relatively short. Instead of deep into the night like something like this would normally be, it seemed only to be a few hours. It was long enough for the kid who asked to have fallen asleep, however.During it, Lumikki made the announcement that if they desired, she would go with them to continue the Avatar's training, but only if the team wished to add her to their ranks. Aang and Katara we're all for it since two days were hardly long enough, but Aang had tried to give her every reason NOT to come by asking if she was sure several times. Sokka seemed indifferent over it, muttering something about needing an Earthbender too, and what was wrong with Katara taking over. Katara reminded him she didn't know everything either, and Lumikki would come in handy if the Fire Nation came after them again. Sure, Haruko had her bending back, but two masters would go farther in keeping them at bay.It was announced some outsider of the tribe, that came not from the southern one either, would be their new Master, making Pakku's firing official. Monroe Paula stood. The tall lanky young man towered over even his chief, as he nodded in gratitude for the selection. Haruko would have recognized him as having been pointed out practicing by Aang when he elbowed Haruko when they first entered. Again later as the best of those at the feast performing, and again earlier in the night helping to fix the pillar. He seemed thankful Katara had helped. There might be some rules changing soon in who all would be taught as fighters.The next morning, Chief Arnook and Monroe were among several well wishers to see them off for the Earth Kingdom to find an Earthbending Master. Lumikki stood nearby, ready to board Appa at the call by whomever, her bags already onboard. When Lumikki made her request to join them Haruko only shrugged, if Aang and Katara were okay with it then so was she. As the night went on Haruko decided to call it a night early and was the first one to return to their quarters. She didn't plan to stay up late, kno wing they had a long journey ahead of them in the morning.The next morning she woke up early and began packing for the journey and got dressed in the clothes she usually wore during their travels. She knew the next place they had to go was the Earth Kingdom, and no one hated the Fire Nation more right now, then they did.Haruko wasn't really one for big send offs, at least not any more as they last time she received one was before she left the Fire Nation, and that hadn't ended well for her, but it had lead her to the Avatar and a way to end the War her Great Grandfather couldn't stop. Not waiting for the send off she was already on Appa and waiting for the others."Come on guys we should go."she said calmly.Before they left the Chief told them of someone they should find who could help them get to Amasu, where Aang hoped to find an Earth Bending master. It was an Earth Kingdom General whom was apparently friends with Chief Arnook. Iceberg barked as Lumikki climbed aboard Appa with the others."No, Iceberg. I'm sorry. You won't last very long outside of here. You take care of Monroe and Chief Arnook."She found that about the only place for her was between Sokka and Haruko. Sighing some, she leaned back in the seat as Appa was directed into the air with a"Yip, yip"from Aang."Let me first start by apologizing for my behavior upon our first meeting. Secondly, I'm actually glad you got your bending back, so now the question is, will you be the fire master of the Avatar, or plan to make sure you're at full song, first? Me, I'd want to do the latter, I kinda feel I want to after the moon vanished, although I feel confident enough."Although the question was seriously asked of Haruko and her plans, Katara smirked as it sounded suspiciously like a lesson for her and Aang."Keep confidence in adversity. Got it Master Lumikki."She looked at Aang. Haruko relaxed, knowing this part of the trip would be the longest until they reached land. She hadn't exactly expected the question from Lumikki, but she did know the answer. However, she had to address Katara first, not everything was some kind of lesson."Katara, I don't think that was intended as a lesson..."she commented as she looked at the girl pointedly before turning back to Lumikki."First, Aang must master Water and Earth before learning Fire Bending. It can be very dangerous and I hope Aang learns that lesson before pursuing Fire Bending. Second, I have a feeling I am not the one who will train Aang, though I will help out, something in the back of my mind says that is another's destiny and that mine lay elsewhere."she replied simply. She was pretty sure she heard Aang complain or at least groan as he heard what she said. Though she doubted anyone would pick up on the mention of her possible destiny, something about the way she said it almost made it seem like she expected something bad to happen to her.Pushing the thought aside she turned her attention to the skies ahead of them, watching for land, though she knew it would be some time before they arrived in the Earth Kingdom. She wanted to be sure she wasn't wearing anything that showed her connection to her home."This will be the most dangerous part of our journey for me... I haven't been back to the Earth Kingdom since... well in a long time."she commented as she looked out at the sky and ocean. Lumikki seemed satisfied both with Haruko's correction of Katara and her response to her question. She nodded."I hope your destiny includes, at least, a long and prosperous life. Even if it isn't including the actual full training of the Avatar."She sighed."I feel my destiny changed the moment you all were put in the path of my life. Perhaps at the first layover, the two of us can hone our skills side by side, although they are opposite elements. I may be the 'master' for the waterbenders, but I'm also a 'student' learning from each of you."Lumikki seemed to suddenly wear an odd expression."Not sure that came out right. Sounded right in my head."She then shook it, hoping the gist of what she was trying to convey about teaching yet learning came out better than it sounded out loud. Haruko didn't answer Lumikki's first comment, but she didn't expect her destiny involved a long life, but she knew she was nearing a huge turning point. But no one could tell what the future holds for them, so she didn't worry about it as she did her best to relax. There were more important things to worry about at present, like the Earth Kingdom, who hated the Fire Nation even more then that Water Tribes did. Haruko didn't catch anything odd in what Lumikki said, and simply shrugged off her concern about her own words."There isn't much I could teach you, Fire and Water are quite different when it comes to bending. For example, my bending comes from the willingness to use it, determination to control it, and passion which can be a dangerous emotion. Besides that, only the Avatar can learn more then one element."she replied simply as she closed her eyes. She didn't mind flying, but it was rather boring to her especially over water when there was little or even nothing to really see. Besides that Sokka was once more trying to act as leader so there was no need for anyone else to keep a watch for land.The former Captain couldn't help but feel that with the defeat of Zhao and Zuko missing, an even darker shadow was building and looming over them to replace the old enemies. A more dangerous foe waiting, ready to strike. This time evasion would be harder and the fights far more deadly, the whole world was about to know of the Avatar's return. Lumikki nodded."It came out wrong. I understand that I can't learn to bend fire any more than you can water. By a student learning from each of you, I mean what you talked about to control said element. Emotions, will, add in camaraderie and a balance of respect and trust."She leaned back in the seat, folding her arms."I started off wrong, and don't want to become the bitter old set in old ways master, like someone I'm glad you showed up."She finally noticed Sokka."What on Earth are you doing? We're too far north for land, yet. We've not been airborne an hour. Reeee lax!"Katara couldn't help but give her brother a smirk as if to say Sokka was going to have three girls on his case now. He'd be better off just enjoying the ride, before turning back to continue watching in front of them with Aang. Haruko shrugged as she heard Lumikki's reply and looked off into the distance for a moment,"I suppose that might have merit... but I do not believe learning what I used to bend fire will benefit water bending. While our elements are a representation of balance, my techniques and your's will be very different."she commented simply as she did her best to relax. However, she couldn't help but feeling a slight sense of dread rising in her. It was like the victory in the Northern Water Kingdom had put a bigger shadow on their path, they were walking... or flying into more danger. Things were going to get harder for them, but she didn't think the others understood that quite yet. But her feelings could also be caused by returning to the place that marked a dark moment in her own path."Regardless of what we do, we should not linger in any one place for long. You forget that while we defeated the Fire Nation Navy, it is the Army which controls ground in the Earth Kingdom. They will not have felt the loss the Navy did, and will likely be more determined then ever to catch us once news reaches them that it was the Avatar whom defeated their great Navy."Haruko finally said at length. It was mostly to distract herself from her own feelings."As you know by now the Fire Nation's reach is great and it controls much of the once Mighty Earth Kingdom. Few cities have escaped control of the Fire Nation and those that have, are the only places we might find friendly faces or allies. And even then, I would be careful of who we trust."she added, her tone serious, mostly because she knew Aang was likely to disregard her warns, as she had a number of times in the past.Though she was finished with her warning, she didn't expect a reply as she did her best to calm the growing feelings of dread in her mind. Lumikki just sort of hung back in her seat, taking in the ride. Sokka seemed to be behaving himself, but then lemming Momo started. Squeaking and moving all around the hapless waterbender, investigating the newest member of the team thoroughly, was the order of the day."Maybe I should have brought Iceberg after all, but he wouldn't have survived the travel that well."Finally, Momo stopped scurrying all over her head and sat atop it, being able to see over Aang instead of from Aang. With a smirk, she couldn't help herself."Hey, Haruko... How do you like my new hat?"she asked with a slight point to the ball of fur sitting atop her head quietly, looking over the vastness of the ocean.

['Roku', 'Momo', 'Aang', 'Haruko', 'Zuko', 'Sokka', 'Appa', 'Azula', 'Katara']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/108518/

A Loving Gardevoir (feat. Fandomizer)

"Okay, why don't you tell me exactly what happened?"Joseph Cotter, nineteen, an up and coming Pokemon trainer, grabs the back of his neck as he sorts out the details of this morning's unusual events. He stands in the laboratory of Professor Juniper, the premiere Pokemon researcher in the Unova region. He looks you over again as you stand on the scanning pad, the concern apparent on his face. Mere hours ago, you'd been a perfectly normal Kirlia, engaged in some target practice against your Master's Scizor in nearby Accumula Town. The scarlet bug's resistances made him ideal for improving precision and accuracy. However, testing out that new Thunderbolt TM set off a shocking chain of events. The attack pierced right through Scizor's defenses, and he fainted straight away, looking more than a little annoyed. It was then that you, at long last, started to evolve. Joe's excitement gave way to confusion, as he compared your new form against the data in his Pokedex. "That's weird, you're a little taller than five three, and, well, I don't think other Gardevoir have, um,those,"he said, gesturing to the breasts protruding on either side of your chest plate. He added, "We're not far from Nuvema Town, we should go see Professor Juniper, she'll probably know what to do."Unfortunately, even following the relation of what had happened, the professor is as much at as loss as your Master. "I've never seen anything like this. Clearly humanoid physical features on aPokemon. And they're not just cosmetic, they appear to include fully functional organs and glands. A purely cosmetic change might have been explained by how close your Gardevoir is to you she probably sees herself as human in some ways. However, to completely alter her physiology like this? To put it simply, I'm stumped. If you ever make your way to Kanto, I'd suggest looking up Professor Samuel Oak, he's the world's foremost expert on Pokemon, ifhecan't figure it out, nobody can."Joe nods his understanding. "Alright. I'm just glad she's not in any danger, really. I don't know what I'd do without her. Maybe we can hop a boat in Castelia, if we're lucky." Your trainer thanks the professor, and approaches you with a reassuring smile. "Well, this is pretty weird, but, you look, well, you lookgood, I think, so I hope you don't feel bad about looking different." He offers his hand to help you step down from the scanning machine. Joe looks a little surprised the Gardevoir's sudden announcement. "Oh, sure, okay, Sable it is, then. We can find a Name Rater to make it official whenever you'd like." As she dressed herself and headed out, her Master followed behind. "It's good to see that you're feeling confident in your new form, I was worried you'd get self conscious." He adjusts the weight of his backpack, which draws attention to his body. He hasn't gotten new clothes in a few years, since before his final growth spurt, and it really shows in the way his too tight T shirt hugs the lean muscles over his abdomen and chest."So, um, did you want to try heading to Castelia and seeing about a boat to Kanto? I can call out Golurk to fly us there whenever you're ready. Or, uh, are yousure you're okay? You know you can tell meanything, right?" Joseph seems concerned by your sudden shift in attitude, but he couldn't possibly imagine how deep those changes might run. "Oh, I see. That makes sense. If you want, I can carry you until you're more used to walking around like that." Joe's suggestion carries no hint of ulterior motive, and it would be far from the first time he'd carried his dear partner, either out of necessity or for fun. It's unlikely a Gardevoir would be able to sit on his shoulders the way a Kirlia could, but the tone on his biceps is ample proof that Sable could be carried in her Master's arms quite easily.He looks down at his new outfit, raising an eyebrow. "Thanks, but, where exactly did all these clothes come from? I get we used to have to steal a lot to get by, but we've got money now, we don't have to do that anymore. Next time you think we could use a wardrobe change, please, just let me know, and we can go shopping, alright?" Joseph places a hand on Sable's shoulder, smiling warmly.

['Scizor', 'Juniper', 'Cotter', 'Kirlia']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/108788/

Gardevoir's Lust (feat. DarkKajira)

It's a bright, sunny morning in Pewter City, most Trainers' first stop on their road to becoming a Pokemon Master. Today's young hopeful is nineteen year old Joseph Cotter, presently found on the outskirts of town, training his Pokemon with a little sparring match. The gleaming crimson of his Scizor's claw cuts a bright swath through the air, but Joe's most beloved Pokemon, his Kirlia, has learned well how to dodge by now. With his high resistance to Psychic and Fairy attacks, Scizor makes an ideal partner for target practice, lasting longer than any of the boy's other Pokemon. However, Joe had gotten his Kirlia a little gift recently, a TM for Thunderbolt. With an electric crackle, a thoroughly singed and rather annoyed Scizor collapses into the grass, fainting, as the attack bypasses his defenses."Sorry, Scizor, guess I didn't realize it'd hit that hard," apologizes Joseph, as he returns the armored insect to his Poke Ball. Turning to Kirlia, he says, "Good work, looks like you can win if you get the first hit in, even with the bad match up! Shame you can't learn any decent Fire type moves, or you'd be unstoppable. ...Hey, are you feeling alright?"The reason for Joe's concern over his Kirlia is made apparent as she begins to glow, filled with the power of evolution from her unexpected knockout. Kirlia started to glow, after she knocked out Scizor, the feeling in her mind and body growing exponentially. The glow growing, surrounding her now, she felt her body changing, becoming more beautiful, shapely and rounded. Her body was now a perfect temple. As she looked at her Master, after having evolved, she smiled at him. "Master. I hope you like my evolution? Such a perfect body." Smiling, she stretched and looked at him. Learning a fire type move would be a good idea, except she couldn't. She knew she was already a power house, but even she had her limitations.The spar with Scizor, and having the new move, was one that helped her evolve. She looked over at her Master, excited to see what they would be doing next. Shifting on her feet, she crossed her arms, but not in an angry manner. Just curious. So as Scizor went back into his Pokeball, she was looking over at the gym. She thought she could take on the gym. But it was up to her Master. Joseph nearly jumps for joy, seeing Gardevoir evolve. "Way to go! We've got this league in the bag! Though, y'know...." He opens his Pokedex. "You look a little different than the Pokedex entry shows. Must be because you're so powerful. I think you look great!" He smiles warmly at his most precious Pokemon and childhood friend, then looks at the Poke Ball in his hand. "We should go get Scizor healed up, then I bet we could take Brock down, no problem!"Gardevoir's stretching causes Joe to do some stretching of his own, much like how yawning might inspire yawns in others. He hasn't gotten new clothes in a few years, so his T shirt is stretched thin over his well toned torso. Spending nearly his whole life on the road has covered the young trainer's body in lean muscle, and his slightly too small outfit leaves little of it to the imagination, revealing well defined legs and strong arms. His stretching does nothing to reduce this, showing off his abs especially well. As he finishes, Joseph nods his head in the direction of the Pokemon Center, beckoning Gardevoir to follow as he starts off down the street. Looking at her Master, she cocks her head. "Is that not a good thing Master? Do I have to look like the others?" Gardevoir asked, as she smiled, seeing her Master so happy that she had evolved. It just took a little more training, and she was able to tap into her potential, that she always knew she had. Seeing as her Master had stretched after her, she smiles. Then as he starts to walk to the Pokemon center, Gardevoir follows him.Seeing his outfit as she walks slightly beside and behind him, she smiles. There was almost nothing left to the imagination. Seeing this, something inside her starts to stir. She sweats slightly as she looks him up and down. He looked good earlier, but now he was irresistible to her. Lost in her thoughts, she wouldn't notice that they'd arrived until she walked into the back of him. "Oof. S sorry Master, didn't mean to sta I mean zone out like that!" She said, as she looked at him, wondering what she was doing. She was acting like a schoolgirl, and it was a little annoying at first. "Haha, guess you gotta get used to being so much taller," Joseph quips, giving Gardevoir a friendly pat on the head. The doors to the Pokemon Center slide open easily, and he leads his partner inside. Nurse Joy bows politely as she spies the trainer and Pokemon, giving the usual greeting. Joseph looks a little sheepish as he hands over his Poke Balls. "We got a little carried away with the training this time, sorry for the trouble.""It's no trouble at all," replies the nurse. "You've been in here every day this week to rest up after training, it really warms my heart to see such a dedicated trainer passing through. And in such good shape." She gives the trainer a flirtatious wink as she returns the balls, having healed up the team. Joseph blushes and laughs off the compliment. "Gee, it's nothing special, we just do a lot of hiking. W we ought to be going, though, I'm gonna challenge Brock today!" Nurse Joy wishes Joseph luck as he hurries from the building, embarrassed. He turns to Gardevoir, looking determined. "Alright, this is it, our first gym battle! You ready to show that guy what for, Gardevoir?"

['Scizor', 'Cotter', 'Kirlia']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/108802/

The Flames of Winter (randomname98766789 and Gemini_Rising

Deep in the Wolfswood, a reconstructed Deepwood Motte housed the last remaining man of House Glover. The loyal vassals of House Stark nearly became extinct during King Robert Baratheon s Rebellion. Jaron Glover s father, uncles, and cousins fought valiantly, but could not escape with their lives. Although House Glover was rarely considered an important House, it was a House of The North. Deepwood Motte was not only attacked, but it was destroyed. The men unable to fight, the women, and the children were all slaughtered, leaving literally no Glover left to claim the broken stronghold none except for one small child that was found by Lord Eddard Stark.The baby was hidden away, miraculously placed in the one spot where the castle held on by a thread. It would have been criminal to leave him, so Ned Stark returned him to Winterfell. There was a nice couple that lived in the castle, though they could never have children. They were a perfect match. Jaron was raised, being educated of his heritage, also being raised like a noble with proper education, training, and preparing for the future. Thankfully Lord Stark even took initiative to send men out to rebuild the stronghold. The idea was simple: have it ready by the time Jaron became of age.All things considered, Jaron grew up happily. It did hurt him, the more he got older and the more he understood the world, to not have his real father or family around. However, everyone was always so kind to him. The married couple he grew up with treated him like he was their own giving him love, respect, and care. It also allowed Jaron to grow particularly close with the Stark kids, specifically training with Jon and Robb.Beyond their friendship, Jaron developed something with Sansa Stark, too. They saw each other daily, multiple times a day. It was clearly a blooming crush growing between the two teenagers. Even today, years into the future, Jaron would think about her smile or think about her laugh when he was going through a difficult time. She was his best friend, as he told her multiple times throughout their lives. All good things must end, though. Around the time it was decided for Jaron to return to House Glover, Sansa was whisked away to marry the Prince. He did share a heartfelt goodbye with her, believing it was the last time they would ever see each other.It never meant Jaron stopped thinking about her, though. Their memories were too fond: sneaking to her room to stay up late, talking about random things, passing notes underneath the table during dinner time, greeting her each time they passed each other in the hallway. Of course, they were probably too young to understand the concept of love or what it meant, but looking back, Jaron was certain it would have turned to love fairly easily if given a chance.As a relatively new Lord, the small forces of House Glover were called upon to march with Robb Stark. Surprisingly, Jaron showed better than average skill and prowess on the battlefield. He did seem like the type that enjoyed settling issues with his sword instead of his words. Despite that, nobody could be prepared for the Red Wedding. Jaron lost count of how many Freys he took out with him, but a sword being plunged into his back nearly brought the end of his life and the end of House Glover. Persevering, the young man fought hard and managed to escape through the woods after playing dead for hours until the Freys were too drunk to even pay attention to the carnage.Thankfully, when the Boltons came to power, Deepwood Motte was just a building in the woods. It was not something they cared much about until they learned that Jaron Glover had returned. By then, Jon Snow and the Knights of the Vale had recaptured the North.So, why was he thinking so much about Sansa Stark right now? Quite simply news reached his stronghold that Jon Snow and Sansa Stark were asking to be received. It was not well known that a Glover now controlled the Deepwood again, as it seemed Jon was unsure who to address in his letter. When the Stark bannermen arrived, they were received and Jaron revealed himself. Without any hesitation, Jaron committed House Glover to House Stark again, following Jon wherever he would lead. It took two weeks to trek in the snow from Deepwood to Winterfell, but during that time, Jaron spent nearly every waking second with Sansa Stark. The feelings they had when they were younger, the kisses they stole, the late nights they spoke to one another neither had forgotten. If anything, the feelings were stronger. It was the first night in Winterfell and Jaron was lying down in his bed. He slept peacefully until there was a knock in his door. The man pushed himself up to a standing position and quickly walked over to open the door once dressed in his night robe. Sansa Starkhad such a troubling life for one so young. Her life growing up was wonderful. Sansa Stark is the eldest daughter and second child of Lady Catelyn and Lord Eddard Stark, the Warden of the North. Sansa was born and raised at Winterfell. She has an older brother, Robb, two younger brothers, Bran and Rickon, a younger sister, Arya, and a "bastard half brother" Jon Snow, with whom she had a distant relationship due to her mother's influence. Both her mother and Sansa regretted how they treated Jon but both would grow to love him. Sadly, her mother was never able to have the chance because she and her brother were killed.Even her engagement to Joffery Baratheon was incredibly tolling. The Lannisters executed her father and then held her captive until she was able to leave after Joffery was assassinated. Once back in the north she was still held captive by House Bolton. Where she was subjected to all types of terrible treatment. She saw how cruel men could be but she took everything in and learned how to fend for herself.But she at least had the memories from her childhood to keep her company. Her family of course butJaron Glover. Jaron was what had kept her alive. He was a ward of her father while they were children and she grew close to him. They would always run away together for a little while. Stealing kisses from each other any chance they could. That was until they were separated from each other. Once she was taken to Kings Landing to marry Joffery she had no more contact with Jaron. That didn't stop the red headed beauty from thinking about him. What he was doing. Who he was with. Was he safe? Despite all of this she had to put him out of her mind as best she could. She doubted he was able to survive any of the hardships that hit the north and in particular his family.Once she found her way to Jon again she was relived. She made it out and was slowly bringing her family name back to power. Nothing could make those last couple of weeks better right? Her older brother Jon told her the good news. Jaron was alive and well. They were on their way to see him in the morning. Sansa's heart pounded in her chest at the thought of seeing him after all of those years. Would he still be the same kind and gentle man she had once known? Would all of those years mean he would have moved on? Forgotten about her?That is how Sansa found herself outside of Jaron's door. She knocked softly hoping the man was still up. When the door opened her heart swelled with happiness. "Jaron!" She whispered exciedtly as she moved closer to him and laid her head down on his chest. Feeling him that close to her was like having a part of her again that had been missing. She never wanted to let go. Pulling the door to his quarters open, Lord Jaron Glover did not know whom to expect at this time of night. The first inclination was to believe that there was reason to worry. Why would anyone reach out to him at such an hour? It was not like he was being awakened from his slumber, though. Sleeping was difficult to do ever since the night of the fated Red Wedding. Most nights, Jaron relived it. Not only did he relive the inability to save his close friend, King Robb Stark, he relived what should have been his own death. To this day, Jaron had no idea how he survived that night.There was a huge scar across the front of his chest representing where a sword had cut deep. Laying in a pool of his own blood, Jaron managed to crawl away into the forest until some other surviving Stark bannermen managed to help him escape. There was just one concept and one person that was keeping him going. That idea was love combined with Sansa Stark. Even without a legitimate reason to believe he would ever see Sansa again, Jaron just KNEW deep in his bones that the redhead and himself would reunite.Turns out, he was right. In fact, that same woman in his dreams was standing right outside his door tonight. His eyes went wide upon seeing her, finding it strange that she would greet him wearing her night garb. Did it mean this was not a purely business visit? Did it mean something else? Jaron s pulse began to race, his heartbeat growing even more. God, she looked so beautiful even in such a simple night robe, her beauty was overwhelming to him. Jaron still did not believe that she could be a real person she had to be an angel of some kind. Good evening, my Lady. Please, do come in. You are welcome here anytime. What did she wish to tell him in the privacy of his own quarters? It must have been important. Holding the door open for Sansa, Jaron waited until she crossed the threshold and entered the room before closing the door back, locking it. Taking a deep breath, Jaron could only hope that nothing was wrong. He was often a pessimist, so it was natural for him to worry about everything.Part of him wondered if he should move to get dressed. However, being in this state of undress around Sansa Stark simply felt natural. Honestly, the young man had no idea what she was scheming together. As far as he knew, there was no telling if she loved him or if the distance made her grow apart from him. All Jaron could say for certain was that his heart still beat faster when he thought about her and their love was strong. He wanted to be with Sansa in every way. Marrying her would have been a dream. Suddenly, he felt her wrap her arms around him, so Jaron did not even hesitate to do the same thing.With open arms, Lord Jaron Glover welcomed Lady Sansa Stark into his arms. It made him feel peaceful, again. Even though his trials were not nearly as difficult to endure as his beloved s last few years, Jaron had his fair share of trauma and bleakness. Being able to hold the redhead again kept him sane. For once, he was not fighting for his life. It felt like a dream. How was this even possible? All fears melted away. It is so good to hold you again. Sansa couldn't let go of the strong man as his strong arms wrapped around her small body. It felt right to be held by Jaron again. Sansa didn't ever want to let go of Jaron. She could die in his arms at that moment and the beauty would be able to find peace with that. She couldn't wait any longer and she realized that now. The pair had spent the last couple of years not being able to see each other and she couldn't deny feeling Jaron's body against her. Slowly the girl pulled away though knowing that they would need to part at some point."I've missed you so much Jaron...I can't even begin to tell you all of the terrible things that have happened." A single tear formed on Sansa's left eyes and trailed down her face as she thought back to what had happened to her. She felt stupid for getting this emotional. "I'm sorry I'm ruining this moment. It's just so good to see you after all of these years."Without thinking, Sansa reached up and touched Jaron's face and felt his thick beard under her soft and delicate hands for a moment. "You look the same but you've changed so much since we've last seen each other." Sansa pulled Jaron by the hand and led him to the bed and sat down with him. "Tell me everything that's happened to you....Have you found a woman you hope to marry?" Sansa asked trying to gauge if he had a wife or love interest. She prayed he didn't but it had been years and she wouldn't have been surprised if women had been throwing themselves at him. I have missed you as well, Sansa. I missed you so much. I ve heard some about the things that have happened to you. I am so sorry. I wish I could take all your pain away. I wish I could have been there for you to help you. I am so sorry about that, Sansa. Jaron whispered, holding onto Sansa tight, not ever wanting to let her go, either. Jaron could barely believe this was real. Don t be sorry. You re not ruining anything. You could never ruin anything. The left hand of Jaron slightly lifted Sansa s face upwards while his right hand reached down to gently wipe her tear away. He made sure that every tear she had was wiped away by his touch before joining her to sit down onto the bed. His smile was still bright while looking at Sansa, reaching out to grab onto both of her hands, looking into her eyes while she spoke to him. Jaron held onto every word, just hearing the sound of her voice again making him smile. Not much good has happened. I ve been battling to get back to my home, to you. He added. She asked him about a woman he wanted to marry and he was wondering where she was going with this. He thought about how he was going to reply. If Jaron answered the way he wanted to answer, there would be a chance he could upset her if she didn t feel the same way, but this was a risk he was willing to take. There is a woman in my life I want to marry. That woman is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life and I am deeply in love with her you are that woman, Sansa. I don t care how long it has been. Being back with you for a couple weeks or so has proved to me that my feelings are still there for you.

['Stark', 'Glover', 'Baratheon', 'Sansa', 'Robb', 'Eddard', 'Jaron']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/108804/

A Dark Knight and a Song Bird [[Closed]]

Rachel Grayson, or rather Robin, was kneeling on the edge of one of Gotham City's many tall buildings looking out over the city streets. She was in a new suit for the first time since she had become Robin 5 years ago. Unlike her original suit which left her legs bare, she now wore tight fitting green pants, and her red top had more of a skirt design to it. The only other major change to the suit was that her cape was now black with a yellow lining instead of just yellow. Now that she was 16 she felt it was time for a change from the old, to her new one and tonight she would be testing it out. Well that was if the criminals would come out to play, of course if she knew Gotham City that wouldn't be a problem. Tonight was like any other patrol with her mentor, Batman, they would wait for something to happen or the Commissioner called them. Robin just hoped someone like The Joker or Two face didn't break out of Arkham again, they were at the very bottom of her list of criminals to face.She briefly glanced at Batman, as she remembered the past 5 years she had spend as his apprentice. The man was like a father to her, but one that understood that she could take care of herself when needed. But he was always there when she needed him most, no matter what. To her, he was indestructible and untouchable, no matter what they had to got through or fight she had never seen Batman seriously hurt. With a small smile she turned her attention back out to the city and watched for any signs of crime or the Bat signal to light up the sky. As she watched the lights far below them she pushed a strand of hair out of her face then tugged slightly at her new cape, it fit slightly different then her old one and she wasn't quite used to it yet.It was a warm night, the beginning of summer was finally showing in Gotham City as the wing picked up ever so slightly. The night was still young and most criminals were scared of the pair sitting or standing on the roof tops. Of course they were also dumb and thought that if the Bat signal wasn't on Batman and his sidekick weren't out looking for them. How wrong they were Robin mused as she gave a small laugh to herself. She knew Batman wouldn't find it funny, not would he approve of her feeling that way either. So with a sigh she pushed the thought aside and resumed her watch. She was nearly ready to move on to another roof top to find a better vantage point. The Narrows, East End, or the Docks were usually the best place to find the Mob or one of the many Gangs doing something illegal. With a small sigh she shifted the way she was kneeling to a more comfortable spot and scanned the street below one more time. She would give it another few minutes before she suggested they find a new spot. Closed

['Grayson', 'Joker']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/10885/

What kind of Jutsu is this?!(Mr.P and TL)

Sakura gritted her teeth as she bashes her fist through a nearby wall. "Damn that Ino! I swear one day I am just going to...." Sakura sighed for a bit. "Stupid Ino...." Sakura began to walk around town. "She thinks she is waaay better. Hmph! I'll show that tramp." Sakura stopped for a bit as she began to think. 'Well Naruto learn a Forbidden Jutsu and he has been showing up people ever since......' Sakura smiled as she looked around.Sakura headed off to do some research. It didn't take her long at all to find some information about Forbidden Jutsus. "Which one would be the best...." Sakura says as she moves her pink hair out of her face. Ino meanwhile was just leaving her parents flower shop, brushing a little hair from her face as she headed off down the street, shaking her head. "Geez....I can't believe Sakura is still trying to constantly get one over on me.....I mean can't she grow the hell up or something? She needs to stop being such a child...." She shook her head once more, heading for her usual training field. This was the time of day she always went to do some private training in a small area on the outskirts of the village, the same time and the same place each and every day. Sakura kept reading till she found something that perked her interest. It was a jutsu said to change a person greatly. Of course Sakura took the vague description as a means to be better than Ino. Grinning she pockets the book in her pack after figuring out the location. "Hmmmm, just gotta find a way to sneak into the place is guarded...." Sakura the left the building as she had to past by where Ino was going. She accidentally bumped into her. "Hey watch where your going Ino!" Sakura said as the book had accidentally fell out when it happened.Not giving Ino to talk back she hurries off towards the forest. "Watch where I m going?! Why don t you watch where in the hell you re going?!" Ino growled as she glared at Sakura, watching her go, then sighed and shook her head. "Hmm....?" Ino raised an eyebrow as she looked at the book Sakura had droppe, reaching over to pick it up. "What the hell is this...?" Ino started walking again, reading through the book. Sakura began to leap from tree to tree as she was nearing the destination. She stopped for a moment as she noticed her bag felt light. Opening it she sighs, "I guess I accidentally left it back in the village.... Oh well." With it she continues. "What the hell was she trying to do...?" Ino read the book carefully, then snapped it shut as she arrived at the training field. "Well....ah what the hell....might aswell give it a try..." Ino began to form the hand signs that had been indicated in the book, performing the final sign and focusing her chakra. "Ok....so...what s supposed to happen now....?" After getting far enough away from the village she tested her new jutsu. Once the hand seals were finished she felt odd. "This feels...." Sakura couldn't help but, moan a second after as she felt her pants wetten. "Mmmm, this feels so good!" She says and begins to rub herself with the tight layer of pants blocking her from actually touching herself.Though something still was odd. "What is this...." Sakura felt a nub at first in her pants and suddenly it grew more and more. Sakura widen her eyes as it made a dent in her tight shorts. Sakura pulls down her pants and panties to reveal a nicely Endowed length. Sakura blushed vibrate at the sight. "What they?!" She quickly hid it and look around. Though that wasn't the end of it. Suddenly she felt it harder to breath.Her shirt got tighter as well as she looked with even wider eyes. Her breasts just grew! Her nipples now threaten to rip her shirt open as they were a massive Triple D breasts. Sakura blushed as she looked at them. "I gotta find that book! It has to know a way to reverse this!" Sakura then hurried off back to the village in her horny state. Ino was on her knees at her training area, crying out loudly and hugging herself tightly as the odd sensations coursed through her body. "Wh what's....happening to me...?" She winced as she felt the bandages around her crotch tightening, then arched her back and cried out as a long, thick erection burst forth from within her body, ripping through the bandages. Before Ino could examine it however, she felt her chest tightening, her shirt growing, starting to rip slightly as her breasts slowly grew, her nipples hardening and growing out to almost 2 inches in length before the changes finally stopped, Ino collapsing to lay on the ground, panting heavily. Sakura looked at Ino from afar just seeing on the ground. Sakura looked at her to see she had the book. "Shit!" She said looking at her. Sakura tried to keep her length down as she walked towards Ino. Though she blinked for a second as Ino had larger breasts than before. She knew right then she also did it. "Great you looked in the book too...." Sakura sighs as she picks it up. "There has to be a way to fix this...." Ino was panting on the ground, her erection sticking straight up out of her. "Wh what.....what the hell....did you do to me?!" Ino slowly sat up, the new weight on her chest taking some getting used to. "You planned this didn't you! You dropped that book on purpose! Fix it right now! Change me back!" She got to her feet, throbbing erection sticking straight out at Sakura, pre cum already dripping from the tip, her breasts threatening to rip through her shirt at any second. "I didn't plan this Ino...I was trying to use this jutsu cause I thought it could prove to you once and for all that I can be as good as you! Now look what it did....Gave us these throbbing things." Sakura looked through the book as she sighed. "There isn't any way to reverse it." Sakura frowns at Ino. "What do we do?" Sakura saying as her own length was pointed at Ino. Sakura couldn't help but stroke her new length. "Well we..." Ino cut off and blinked as she watched Sakura stroking her cock, feeling a shiver go through her own body. "Wh what the hell are you doing Sakura?! You can't play with it! We....we need to figure out a way to....to....get rid of...." She slowly licked her lips as she continued watching. ".....Maybe......maybe if we use them once they'll go away.....that's what usually happens with a Jutsu right....? Use it once then it's broken and goes away...." She slowly moved forwards a little, cock throbbing and twitching in anticipation. Sakura looked at how she was yelling at her and then stopped. "Maybe...maybe you're right." Sakura says with a weak smile. Sakura then wrapped her hand around her length and begin to thrust it. "So....this...Ngh... is how it feels for a guy." Sakura said as she moaned a bit. Her hand began to rub her breast. "Ngh...it feels so amazing!" Ino watched carefully for a few moments, then reached down to start pumping her own cock, crying out the moment she touched it, then formed a tight fist around the shaft, pumping it hard and fast as her other hand reached up to her enlarged breast, squeezing it slightly. "NNGH! God it's so much better...." She panted slightly, moving a little closer to Sakura. "But....but a hand isn't gonna be enough.....I need....I need more.....oh god Sakura....I need more than my hand!" Sakura without thinking after hearing Ino plee quickly went on her knees to suck on the lovely length. "Mmmm." She moaned as she licked the tip of it. Soon enough she tried to pull more of it into her mouth. Sakura could feel the length now touching the back of her mouth. Her tongue rubbed the base of the length. Her hand was still pumping her own length as she noticed she still had her pussy as well. Which the other hand was rubbing that. Ino screamed out as Sakura started sucking on her cock, grabbing Sakura's head and starting to pull it further down, grunting as pre cum poured down Sakura's throat. "Nnngh....that's it....suck it more....oh god....so hot....so wet....yeah.....yeah suck it harder.....oh yeah...." She panted heavily, nearly doubling over from the pleasure. "I....I can feel it....nnngh....oh yeah Sakura you're so good...." She grunted again, her cock twitching in Sakura's mouth. "D do you want me to cum in your mouth? NNnngh....or cum in another hole...?" Sakura pulled off the length as she quickly moved up on Ino so that her pussy could push onto Ino's length. Her own length pressed tightly inbetween them as she grins, "I think this one will work." With that she began to kiss Ino on the lips. Ino groaned into the kiss, grabbing onto Sakura's hips and tugging her down, slamming her entire cock upwards into Sakura's body, crying out. "NNNGH! God you're so fucking tight Sakura.....I can't hold it long..." She panted as she started thrusting into Sakura's body, her hands going down to both grip onto Sakura's cock, pumping it furiously. "Fuck yes.....oh fuck....." "Ngh!" Sakura moaned as she was getting thrusted and pumped at the same time. Sakura began to play with Ino's breasts as she pinched the nipples and played with them with her thumbs. "Harder! Harder!" Sakura pleed. Ino's nipples were still covered by her clothing, though they were so long and hard they were threatening to rip through the strained shirt. "O ok..." She grunted, complying with Sakura's requests that she thrust harder, but all this was too much for the inexperienced girl. "Fuck! I can feel it! I'm...I'm...cumming!!" She screamed out in pleasure, her cock suddenly erupting with cum deep inside Sakura's body, pumping her with spurt after spurt of thick fluid. At the same time, Ino felt the sensation from before, her cock starting to slowly grow a little longer and thicker inside of Sakura's body, whilst at the same time her breasts began to swell up, finally ripping through her clothes, the new 42 EEE breasts spilling free. Ino's climax seemed to cause her to go as well. Especially after her length growing in her pussy. "Ngh!" She moans as she cums all over both of them as her length grows as well. Her shirt rips apart revealing an equally large rack. "They....got bigger!!" Sakura said in dismay. "They didn't go down!" Ino panted as she pulled back, her cock slipping out of Sakura's body as the girl panted, breasts bouncing, her cock still throbbing hard, dripping with cum and pussy juice. "D damnit....I thought....that would work....but it made it worse..." Ino slowly dropped to her knees, panting heavily as she got her breath back from the intense fucking. "Wh what do we do now?" Sakura looks at her as she falls back on the ground. "Well, we can use transformation jutsu to get back into the village without being noticed.....Though only place we can go to be same would be Naruto's house. Good thing he is off on a mission." Sakura says panting. "But what are we supposed to do in the long term? We can't keep a transformation Jutsu going forever. We gotta find a way to reverse this....and we gotta resist these urges....otherwise it's just gonna get even worse..." Ino shivered as she started to stand up, her cock twitching as her arousal began to grow once more. "We'll just have to research about this jutsu and find a way to cure it. Besides we both have alot of chakra so we can easily stay transformed around people. If Naruto comes back I think he'll be understanding of this. If not then I'll beat him silly." Sakura says getting up as well. "Eh? Wait a minute, you want to actually tell that idiot Naruto about this?! We can't tell anybody! We'll be....we'll be freaks! We can't let anyone know about this!" Ino used a transformation Jutsu to turn into her normal self, but winced slightly as it felt a little different. "Oh man.....it's a lot harder than usual to hold this.....I don't think I can hold this for too long. Whatever that Jutsu did to us, it sure as hell doesn't want to be undone..." Sakura transformed herself as well. Ino was right about it being harder to maintain. "Well, if Naruto finds out we'll just use your mind transfer jutsu to make him forget about it." Sakura said to her as she quickly hurried off to the village with the book. "Yeah I guess so.....still....this is gonna be hard to hide from him if we can only disguise ourselves for an hour or two..." Ino began to hurry after Sakura, shaking her head. "Though we're gonna need to get some bigger clothes too for when we can't stay transformed. Maybe something that stretches if this is gonna keep getting worse before we get rid of it" "Yea." Sakura agreed as she hurried to Naruto's house as she went in through the window. She sighed in relief as she made it into the building in time. Sakura felt the Transformation jutsu wear off as she was back to being big breasted and having an amazing length. Luckily it seemed for now she was not horny. Though she wondered just for how long. Ino barely had the door closed before her transformation wore off, her cock dropping down flaccid between her legs. Even though it was soft it was a good 10 inches in length, and her breasts were spilling free through her shredded shirt. "....I'm gonna go get some towels for us I think....we gotta cover up with something. If we walk around like this we could risk getting each other turned on or something....." Sakura looked at her, "Yea..." Sakura then went into Naruto's bedroom. "So this is his place huh? Thought it would be messier than this." Sakura says sitting down on the bed. She looks at her placcid length for a moment. It was almost as if she was admiring it. "How big you think these would get?" Sakura asks curiously. "I don't know and I don't care..." Ino grumbled and wrapped a towel around her waist, though it didn't reach down far enough to cover the tip of her cock, whilst she was barely able to wrap another towel around her chest. "I'm hoping this is as big as they'll get until we can get rid of them.....so long as nothing sets us off we should be fine....we just gotta avoid anything arousing is all. Shouldn't be too hard.....right?" "Eh, who knows." Sakura says to her. She then puts towels around herself as well. "Though it is kinda amusing how we are bigger all guys are now." Sakura giggles a bit. She sits down by Ino as she yawns. "Well, we probably have to tell Naruto about this.... We do need someone to get us stuff anyways." "I guess we don't have much choice.....though if he freaks then I'll just have to use my mind control jutsu to take control of him and send him out to buy us things..." Ino sighed and shook her head, trying to look out of the window rather than down at her body. "How long do you think it'll be before he gets back? We seriously need some new clothes before anything else...." "Shouldn't be too long...Is it just me or does the thought of us both fucking Naruto when he comes back seem really good right now... I this this thing is acting up again." Sakura says to Ino. "Maybe we should sleep till he comes." Ino blinked at the thought, then shivered as the towel around her waist moved slightly, her cock beginning to stir. "D damnit Sakura....now that thought is stuck in my head....I dunno if I can just go to sleep...." She shivered, then groaned as her cock began to become more erect, lifting up the towel as it continued to slowly grow longer, thicker and harder. "Damnit....why'd you have to say that...?" Sakura merely giggled at it. "Aw, what is wrong? You hot for Naruto." Sakura said as she went under the covers of the bed. "Well, I think I could easily go to sleep. That little round of sex we have took quite a bit out of me." Sakura looked at her. "If it helps you can sleep right by me." Sakura grinned. "Oh shut up! I'm trying to get this thing down damnit! I'm already starting to feel those urges again....if I don't calm down I'm gonna lose control..." Ino panted slightly, closing her eyes tightly as she leaned against the wall, trying to calm herself down as the towel fell away, revealing her throbbing erection to Sakura, Ino's nipples also hardening quickly. Sakura grinned as she called towards Ino as she began to suck on the length once again. Though this time it was harder to get all in her mouth since it got bigger. Then she pulled her mouth out. "You know what? I think I want to see you grow bigger and bigger. "Sakura grinned as she kept sucking on the length. Her own length was erecting as well. "H huh?" Ino's eyes snapped open as Sakura began sucking on her cock. "W wait! Stop! We don't know how big they're gonna get!" Ino shivered, then groaned loudly as her cock twitched under Sakura's tongue, pre cum dripping from the tip, pouring into Sakura's mouth aswell as dripping over Naruto's floor. "Aw, chicken?" Sakura teases her as she licks the shaft of the length. "Mmmm it tastes so good. You haven't tasted mine yet have you?" Sakura then stood up as she stuck her length infront of Ino. Ino panted heavily as Sakura stood up and presented her cock. For a moment Ino seemed to hesitate, but that last shred of restraint finally snapped, and she suddenly pushed Sakura to the floor. "If I'm gonna suck you then you're not gonna stop sucking mine...." Crawling ontop of Sakura, Ino assumed a 69 position, leaning down to start sucking greedily on Sakura's cock, whilst presenting her own to the pink haired girls mouth, pre cum dripping all over Sakura's face and hair. Sakura eyes widen when she told her that. Seeing the cock in her face again she grinned and began to suck it once more. Sakura would twitch from pleasure when Ino sucked on her own length. Once again Sakura licked at the base of the length. Ino let out a muffled groan as she felt her cock sliding into Sakura's mouth, grunting as the girl began to deepthroat her, cock twitching in Sakura's throat. "NNnngh....you're a natural at this...." Ino smirked, then in a swift motion suddenly took Sakura's entire cock in her mouth, deepthroating her like a pro. Sakura moaned as her length was engulfed. She kept on pleasuring Ino regardless as she licked and sucked the shaft. Sakura felt her female sex getting wet from this. Sakura then pushed her figures into Ino's pussy as well to increase the pleasure. Ino hissed in pleasure as she felt the fingers entering her pussy, but not to be beaten she soon returned the gesture, one hand going to Sakura's pussy, rubbing at the clit for a moment, before two fingers plunged inside, Ino's other hand reaching between them to grasp onto one of Sakura's breasts, squeezing it firmly. "Nya !" Sakura moaned out as she began to one up her. Sakura then returned the favor as well as her free hand began to rub Ino's breast. Grinning as well till she began to deepthroat her again.Though as this lovely thing was happening the door opening could be heard from the other room. Sakura quickly pulled her mouth off of Ino's length, "Naruto's here!" Sakura said in worriment Ino grunted as her breast was massaged, then either didn't hear Sakura, or didn't care, instead she just growled angrily and thrust her hips down, forcing her cock back into Sakura's mouth, whilst in turn she sucked even harder on Sakura's own length, swirling her tongue around it, the blonde now completely lost to her own lust until she could feel the sweet release of orgasm. "Mmmmngh!" Screamed out as the length forced its way back into her mouth. Moaning all the while Ino did this.Naruto yawned out, "Well, that was a lame mission. Oh well, I bet I'll get a kick ass one tomorrow." He then continued towards his bed room only to stop to see an interesting sight. "What the....." Naruto merely stood there for a moment. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Naruto said pointing at both of them freaking out. Ino blinked at the sudden new voice, releasing Sakura's cock from her mouth and looking over at Naruto, blinking as her own cock slipped out of Sakura's mouth. ".....Well this....is....awkward...." Naruto merely looked at them frozen. Sakura bit her lip and looked away for a bit. Though her own lust wasn't done either. With an evil smirk she looked at him, "Well, hello there Naruto." She slowly gets up as she walks to him. "It seems you came at the wrong time.....Well, for you that is." She said as she stroked his crotch. Naruto blushed as she did this. "What what are you.." Before he could continue she kissed his lips. "You did want me didn't you?" Sakura pretend pouted."Hmmm, maybe I am not enough. Well, we have the nice Ino here to please you too. I bet both of us would be nice...right?" Naruto merely blushed and kept quiet. Ino blinked, then smirked at Sakura's suggestions, slowly standing up and walking over to Naruto aswell, pressing her cock and breasts into his back, whilst her hands started to squeeze his ass through his pants. "Mmmmm.....that's a tight ass you've got there Naruto....mmmm....come on.....tell us you haven't dreamed of this....two girls begging you to play....begging you to ravish their hot bodies...." She started to grind her erection against his back, her erect nipples digging into his shoulders. Naruto merely stayed there nervous as Sakura blinked. She felt his length pressing up against hers now. "I think I should take that as a yes." Sakura cooed in his ear as she nibbled on it. Then she slowly brought the group back to the bed. Sakura quickly removed Naruto's pants as she began to give him head. Naruto blushed from it and grab hold of the bed. Ino smirked as she watched Sakura starting to suck Naruto's cock, though it was rather smaller than either of the two girls. "Mmmm.....so how's it feel Naruto?" Ino took Naruto's hands, forcing them from the bed and instead moved them around behind him to grab onto Ino's breasts. "Wouldn't you rather hold onto these instead?" As she spoke, the tip of her cock was rubbing against his ass, smearing her pre cum all over his skin. Naruto merely stare quiet as the blush didn't fall from his face. "Mmmm, if this would of shut him up we should of done this long ago." Sakura teased as she continued her work on the length. Sakura then pulled down all of Naruto's Jumper so then Ino would have easy access to his ass. "Hm, where should we have your cock go into him Ino?" She grinned. "Maybe we should let him taste one first." "Mmmm....alright..." Ino smirked, then moved to lay down on the bed. "Bend him over to taste me....then I want him to ride me..." She smirked and licked her lips. "Then maybe as a reward he can choose which one of us he'd like to fuck senseless....wouldn't you like that Naruto? You get to choose which one of us you want to fuck until you can't move..." Sakura then flipped Naruto on his back as she continued to suck him. "Hop on him." Sakura said simply before deep throating Naruto. It seemed each second this lasted the more she lusted for the both of them. "Mmmm." She said as Naruto look at her. "It....it feels good." He finally gets the courage to talk. Ino crawled onto Naruto's body, starting to rub her cock against his face, smearing pre cum all around his mouth, before smirking as he opened his mouth to talk. The second his sentance was done, Ino forced the large head of her cock into Naruto's mouth, groaning loudly. "Come on Naruto....suck on it nice and hard.....get it nice and wet for when it's going in your ass..." Naruto began sucking on her length as ordered. Every now and then he'd gag by her forcefulness. "Mmmm, it is hot how you command him." Sakura said after pulling her mouth of his cock. Then she too straddled him and let the length go into her flower. "Ngh." She moaned as she began grinding on him. Though she went to play with Ino's breasts as well. Not to mention kissing her as her tongue plays with Ino's. Ino groaned loudly as she felt Sakura's cock slowly entering her pussy, shivering and grunting. Ino wasn't a virgin, she'd been with a man before this change, but Sakura's cock just felt so much better inside of her. "Oh fuck yeah.....so hot....so big..." She groaned as her hips moved, pushing more of her cock into Naruto's mouth for a few moments, before she started pulling it away. "Nnngh....fuck....I can't wait anymore...I gotta fuck your ass Naruto....get on your hands and knees...I gotta fuck you while Sakura fucks me..." With that Sakura pulled herself out of Ino and herself out of Naruto. Then she flipped Naruto on his hands and knees. Grinning she gets behind Ino and forces her into Naruto and soon enough forcing her own length into Ino's pussy. Sakura then pressed herself tightly to Ino's back as she thrusted. All the while playing with Ino's breasts as well. Ino licked her lips as she lined herself up, then allowed Sakura to push forwards, Ino's large cock forcing its way into Naruto's tight ass. "NNGH! Oh fuck he's tight...." She grunted, then moaned as she felt Sakura entering her pussy. "Nnngh...fuck yeah....play with my tits Sakura.....squeeze them...." She started pulling back, beginning to thrust herself into Naruto's ass, amazed the boy was able to stretch enough to accomodate her. Naruto moaned out as she pushed into him. Each time Sakura thrusts into Ino it seemed to push Ino into Naruto harder too. "God this is great!" Sakura moaned out as she kept thrusting into Ino. Sakura grips Ino's tits hard as she bites on Ino's neck. Ino moaned her agreement, thrusting herself into Naruto's tight ass, managing to force her entire length into him, cock twitching as she barely held herself back from cumming. "Nnngh....fuck Sakura....his ass is even tighter than your pussy...." She arched her back as she started to pull out, grinding her back against Sakura's own breasts. "Faster....fuck me faster Sakura....harder...." Hearing Ino moan for more just turned her on heavily as she pushed Ino onto her knees and then pulled her own length out. She redirected it into Ino's tight ass and began to push fast and hotly into her ass."Nngh Ino!" She said as she went faster and faster in her horny state. Ino squealed out as Sakura squeezed her cock into her ass, though the blonde just grunted and relaxed slightly, groaning as she felt Sakura starting to fuck her ass hard. "Ah fuck....gonna....gonna cum soon...." She panted and started thrusting harder into Naruto's ass. "Nnngh! I'm gonna fill your ass with my cum Naruto! Oh fuck I can feel it....it's a big one....fuck....fuck.....fuck!!" Ino screamed out, slamming her cock fully into Naruto's ass as it erupted with hot, sticky cum, flooding the boy. At the same time, Ino's cock twitched, starting to grow longer and thicker inside Naruto's body, whilst Ino's breasts were also beginning to expand again in Sakura's hands. "Ngh, I can feel mine coming too! Yea yea yea yea!" She finally came into Ino's ass also filling her up. Which of course made her length and breasts grow just as long and big. "Ngh, it got bigger!......God it feels good." She said not withdrawing her length from Ino's ass. "I...I want it bigger!" Sakura was still stuck in her massive sex drive as she started to pound Ino's ass with her even bigger length. Though to keep this up she was expending her chakra to give herself energy. Not to mention it made her thrust even stronger. Ino cried out as she felt Sakura's cock growing inside of her ass, wincing slightly from the pain of it, then eyes widening as Sakura declared she wanted to be even bigger. "Nnngh! N n not in my ass Sakura! Please! No bigger in my ass!" She whimpered, trying to pull away, trying to encourage Sakura to use her pussy instead, though Ino had yet to withdraw her own cock from Naruto's ass, still thrusting inside of it as her large breasts bounced on Naruto's back, several inch long nipples rubbing against him. Hearing how Ino was pleading for her not to she instead pushed it into her pussy. She then began to thrust hard and powerfully into it. "Make grow! I want to grow!" She demanded as she clinged tightly to Ino. She also played with Ino's giant breasts. Ino sighed in relief as she felt Sakura withdraw from her ass, then groaned as she felt the large cock pressing into her pussy. It had to be a foot and a half long by now, and at least 6 inches across, the same as Ino's own cock. "Nnnngh! So good...." She groaned, grasping onto Naruto's hips and starting to thrust into his ass once more. "Do you like it Naruto? Do you like these girls fucking you like this while their bodies change?" Naruto felt her thrusting still and nodded at her, "Yes....It feels good." He said before grunting again. Sakura looked at both of them with a grin. "Good, now lets see how big these things can grow." Sakura continued to thrust as she knew her next climax was coming up soon. "Mmm....good...." Ino grinned slightly, thrusting her 18 inch cock fully into Naruto's ass once again, causing his belly to visibly bulge out, her cum making him a little more stretchy it seemed. "Nnnngh....oh god....what if they never stop growing Sakura...?" Ino moaned as she felt Sakura fucking her, Ino's own belly bulging out from the 18 inch cock slamming into her. Sakura listened to her comment but only grinned, "Just means we'll keep on having fun." She continued to thrust into Ino' pussy as she moaned out loudly, "Here it comes!" Once again she felt her juices squeeze out. Once again her length grew even bigger but, this time she pulled out so she could admire it. Now it seemed to have doubled to a 36 inch and 12 inch wide. "So big...." Her breast once again grew out as well. "God it feels so great." As Ino felt Sakura cumming first inside, then all over her back, it pushed her over the edge, moaning loudly as she lifted up, lifting Naruto on her cock, unable to pull out as she began cumming, flooding Naruto's body with her cum as her cock also grew, pushing up to 36 inches in length and a foot in width, still jammed inside Naruto's ass, whilst Ino's breasts had swollen to the size of watermelons. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck Naruto's still on my cock! So tight!" She was amazed it could fit, her cum having seemed to make Naruto capable of stretching around her cock. "N Naruto.....you gotta pull yourself off it or I'll cum again!" Sakura looked at her as she heard cum again. With that he helped Naruto pull off her length as Naruto quickly fell to the ground. He began to pant as his room was stained with their cum. "Heh, not going to let you get bigger than me Ino." She she straddled Ino and pushed there cocks together. "Ngh...God this feels too good." Ino squeaked, nearly cumming again from the sensation of Naruto being pulled off her cock, panting once he was finally off. "Nnngh....oh god....S Sakura.....maybe we should stop....b before they get too big...." But it seemed Sakura wasn't listening, forcing their cocks to begin rubbing together, Ino groaning loudly, her cock more sensitive than ever before. "Oh god.....st stop or I'm gonna cum again....." Sakura only grinned as she kept Ino pinned as she rubbed her cock against her's. "But, if I do I'll just have to make myself grow more. Which would make me better than you at something. You really want that to happen?" She said as her hand trailed up Ino's length and onto her breast as she began to rub it. It seemed that little comment was enough to trigger a reaction within Ino, growling slightly and reaching out to grab both their cocks, starting to pump them hard. "Like hell you'll be better than me....I wont allow it!" Sakura grinned at Ino then looked at Naruto. "Naruto get your lazy ass here and fuck me!" Sakura said. Naruto looked at her. "But...." Then she glared. "Do you want me to beat the crap out of you?! Use your clone jutsu and do it!" With that Naruto nodded reluctantly as he made the signs. After three Naruto's each put a penis in her ass, vagina, and mouth. Sakura moaning all the way. "Hey!" Ino watched jealously as Naruto's clones started to fuck Sakura. "What about me you asshole?! I want two cocks in each of my holes! I can take more cocks than she can and I'll prove it! Come on Naruto! Give me 6 of you!" Naruto blinked as he heard Ino demand her body to be filled with cocks as well. Once again Naruto made more clones and they too began to fuck Ino. Sakura glared as she began to bounce on the cocks she already had in her. 'I'm not gonna let this bitch win!' Sakura thought to herself as she also tit fucked both of their own cocks. Ino moaned loudly as she felt two cocks entering her pussy, then another two entering her tight ass, before finally two were presented to her mouth, and she leaned forwards sucking on them eagerly, determined to give Naruto more pleasure than Sakura. "MMmmmf!" Ino let out a muffled moan as Sakura began titfucking them both, Ino's cock twitching as an orgasm began to approach, her own breasts bouncing from the force of Naruto's fucking, though she was still making muffled demands for him to fuck her harder. Naruto kept fucking both girls as he sighed. Sakura moaned out from the muffles as she was able to climax again before Sakura. "Ngh!" She moaned out as her length got a bit bigger and her breasts swelled up. Sakura smiled with the dick inside her mouth but, her eyes went surprise as it felt like two more went after. With that her dick and breasts grew out wildly as her breasts were the size of two beachballs for each breast and her dick was as big as her in height. Ino frowned as Sakura came first, then started moving her body faster and harder, determined to make herself cum, moaning as she thrust her hips to pump her cock, then squealed as she felt her orgasm hit, cum spraying all over the two girls and all the Naruto clones, Ino's own breasts swelling out to be as large as Sakura's, whilst her cock was now a good 5 feet in length and near two feet in width, whilst her ass and pussy just clamped down harder on Naruto's cocks, trying to milk him for his cum. Sakura moaned in great delight. "We're so big!" She was able to say after removing Naruto's cock from her mouth. Sakura then pulled out the cocks that were in Ino's mouth as well. She grinned at her as her lips pressed against Ino's. "God, you're so hot." She commented as she rubbed Ino's breasts. It was weird seeing her own cock just right beside her face but, she didn't really mind. Ino let out a slight moan of disappointment as Naruto's cocks were pulled away, but she just grinned slightly at Sakura's compliment. "Damn right I am.....maybe you can be as hot as me if you try..." She smirked, then suddenly leaned forwards around their mammoth cocks, kissing Sakura deeply, their gigantic breasts rubbing against each others, Ino's thick nipples sticking out nearly a foot now. Sakura moaned as her breasts were really sensitive now. "You would be hot? To get new clothes just to rip through as we keep growing." Sakura said to Ino as she continued to kiss her. Then Sakura reached her hand to Ino's cock and pushed a couple fingers into it as she fingered the massive cock. Sakura's touch went into Ino's mouth as she tooked at Naruto to start thrusting again. Though it wouldn't be long before they exhausted him out. Soon enough they all began thrusting again as the three free clones each push a cock inside Sakura's and Ino's breasts. Ino's eyes rolled into the back of her head from the strange sensations she was feeling....she'd never imagined anything like this before, but god it felt so good. "Nnngh! Harder....more! I need more! Please!" She groaned and thrust against the hands and cocks working her body. "Give me more or I'll go mad!" Sakura was moaning just as much as the pleasure was great. Then Sakura pushed even further as her hand was now in Ino's massive cock. Sakura licked at Ino's left breast. Her licks trailed down inbetween the nipple and the clone's cock. Finally the Naruto clones all came into their bodies, "Ngh!!!" Sakura moaned as she felt her breasts feel up with cum. Not to mention the rest of her. The sensation of Sakura's hand inside her cock, combined with Naruto's cocks inside her breasts suddenly cumming....it was all too much for Ino. As her pussy, ass and even her breasts were all being flooded with Naruto's cum, she let out a near inhuman howl of pleasure, her cock bulging, the pressure of her cum forcing Sakura's arm out and suddenly spraying the entire apartment, Ino's cock suddenly growing violently, almost doubling in length to near 10 feet, and the width swelling to about 4, whilst her breasts had swollen up to each be the size of an adult person. By the time the rapid and sudden growth stopped, Ino was laying against her giant breasts panting for breath, seemingly exhausted at long last, though there wasn't a drop of Naruto's apartment, Sakura's body, or Naruto's clones, that weren't covered and dripping with her cum. Sakura's eyes widen as she felt cum go into her ass well. Not to mention Ino errupting like a cannon. Sakura felt the warm cum all over her arm as she began to masturbate her own cock with her hands. It took longer than Ino's but, she too came just as much and releasing a second layer of cum into the room. No Sakura too was exhausted as her length grew out just as long with her breasts matching toe to toe with Ino's. "So, big........" She said with a sigh of happiness after. "Too....big..." Ino slowly shook her head, panting heavily as she stared around at the cum covered room. It was going to take days to clean all this up.....at least it wasn't her house anyway, just Naruto's little apartment. "What are we gonna do....? We can't even leave the apartment.....let alone walk around town like this...." Sakura merely smiled at Ino as she worried, "You worry about too many things Ino." Sakura then began to kiss Ino's lips softly. "Just enjoy the moment." Soon enough she nuzzled her face to Ino's as her eyes slowly closed.

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Nuclear Winter (Crunch x Blissy)

Picture "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" They called them Wolves. The name sounded intimidating, yet they were just a ragtag group of Vault 141 survivors who were just trying to get by and survive in the post apocalyptic ruins of Toronto. They had built their base at the top of a skyscraper in downtown, since it was the safest spot they could think of. It was easy to defend against the zombies and the bandits, besides it was the only tall building that managed to survive the bombs. When the Vault 141's supplies ran out, they figured that place was a safe bet and so they moved there. Not every member of the Vault survived the nuclear winter, though. Only few of them remained, Sarah included.Sarah was the daughter of the Leader. She just turned 18, but had no way to actually know since nobody was keeping track of time anymore. She was young, fair hair, blue eyes and a defiant smile on her face 24 7. She had an innate level of stubbornness that was much closer to recklessness rather than courage. And nobody ever dared to cross paths with her. Sarah was vital for the group because of her medical training: in fact, her mother who died earlier in the apocalypse, taught her everything she knew about medicine. One night Sarah was restless and got up from her bed. Her room was located at the top floor of the skyscraper: she had a great view of the city from there and was constantly wandering what was going on down on the streets. She violated the curfew and exited her room. Sneaking past the patrol was super easy for her. She was giggling as she made her way to the service stairs. It was a long walk down from there but she had all night. Besides, it wasn't the first time she went on an adventure by herself. She thought she knew what she was doing. Picture Sarah steadily made her down the floors, by the stairs. Like she had expected, it was a long walk. What she had likely not expected, was the person her who met her face to face as she moved around a downwards bend to continue down the stairs. Sarah stood face to face with another woman, who seemed to have entered the stairwell from another floor, one of several that had been long abandoned since the war and had been deemed by the Vault dwellers too dangerous to explore where they instead opted to live on the higher floors.The woman in front of her held a shocked expression for just a moment, before a grin took over her face. "Hey there, sweetheart." The woman gave Sarah a once over, most likely looking down at her due to her impressive height, over 6' feet tall. The stranger wore a long leather winter coat, which fell in length down to about her knees, with a thick scarf protecting her neck, and a hoodie under the jacket, it's hood laid back and covered in melting snow. Judging by appearance, she seemed to have been travelling for a while, snow melting on her clothes, and dirt smudged onto her cheeks.After a moment of tense silence, she spoke again. "Not going to hurt you. I didn't expect to find anyone here. Don't even have a weapon." It was hard to tell if she was telling the truth, considering her heavy clothing that could be used to hide dozens of weapons. "Are you alone?" She questioned further, her gloved hands raising slightly to show peaceful intentions. Sarah gasped and took a step backwards. She wasn't expecting to find someone else wandering around the staircase at that time, let alone a woman who looked like she had been surviving for quite some time out in the wasteland. The size difference was very noticeable since Sarah was 5' feet tall and barely over 110 pounds."Don't move!" Sarah said in a tone that was as intimidating as possible while also being impossible to hear by her people. If they found out she was violating the curfew, the punishment would have been brutal. She quickly reached for her sub machine gun which was strapped to her waist but she didn't take it out right away."I don't know who you are nor what your intentions are. You have ten seconds to explain yourself. After that I will call the guards and if they don't put a hole in your head, I'll do it myself!" The woman's expression showed shock for another moment, her brows lifting up in amused excitement. "Oh, wow. Not the reaction I was expecting, to be honest." Her hand lowered to her mouth, and she coughed into a fist for a moment. The stranger looked over her shoulder, at the door she had just came in from. Sarah could see, if her vision followed, shadows moving behind the glass viewing window in the middle of the metal door. When her head turned back, the much larger woman suddenly lurched at her, using their dramatic weight difference to send Sarah crashing onto the stairs back first, forcing the wind from her lungs.Her hand clamped over Sarah's mouth, while her other hand gripped at her wrist with such an intensity one might think the bone might snap, in an effort to force her to release the sub machine gun. "No, baby." The woman breathed out, looking back over her shoulder as the door she had came in opened again. "I think I'll let my intentions explain themselves." Through the door came several men and women, all dressed in winter gear, snow melting off of them. They were dirty, scrap metal strapped to their bodies, worn assault rifles in their hands.Raiders. "Go on ahead, I'll be right with you." She ordered to them as they passed her, receiving only small nods in return. The raider leader the woman, it seemed, pulled her body back, keeping her hands where they were placed. She let out an amused laugh, smiling at the vault dweller."Wow. Look at you. So brave, really." The raider woman nodded to her, her dark eyes lit up with the laughter, too busy laughing at the predicament that she had forgotten to secure Sarah's left arm. Sarah was completely overwhelmed by her brutal strength and collapsed underneath her weight. She tried to struggle her way out that predicament at first, but to avail. She then tried to scream as loud as she could but the sound was muffled by the raider's hand, still firmly pressed against her mouth. She looked on powerless as the rest of the bandits kept on pushing their assault and were now moving up the staircase.While the two were struggling, Sarah inadvertently pulled the trigger and the machine gun let go a three round burst. The shots completely missed the target, as the gun was pointed towards the wall to their side. Yet, the gunshots echoed throughout the building possibly waking up the rest of her group. That wasn't intentional though. Her intentions were different and dictated by panic.As the raider was distracted by the shots, Sarah slipped her free hand down to her boots and pulled out a combat knife. She always had a knife hidden down there, as her father taught her years before. She figured pulling out a knife and stabbing someone would have been a lot easier, yet the weight difference made all of that a lot harder. She finally got a grip of the weapon just as the woman noticed her intentions. The burly woman's hand pulled away from her mouth as she noticed the danger, instead opting to cup and smack full force across Sarah's head, around her ear. The blow was like lightning and the resulting crack was like thunder. She quickly scooted forward, excitement in her eyes from the dangers of battle. She sat on Sarah's chest, her knees digging painfully, with all of her weight, into the younger woman's wrists, to both prevent her from grabbing any weapons further, and to force her to release what she had."Now you've gone and ruined it." The woman hissed, reaching into her winter coat and extracting a snub nosed revolver. Very quickly was then freezing metal placed to the lips of the young adult, barrel pointed right into her mouth."I don't want to kill you, baby, you're so young, and full of fight." She soothed, a hand coming to stroke her hair. "And we don't want to kill your friends, but you've alerted them, so there is sure to be a fight. But if you come with me up there, I think we can prevent a massacre. Alright?" The woman continued to sooth, placing a kiss to Sarah's forehead in the most patronizing way possible. Her arm reached back to discard the submachine gun and the combat knife, and send them falling down the stairs."Now we're going to stand, and I'll keep this gun at your head, and we'll see if we can beat my boys before they start skinning your friends." The blow was so hard Sarah almost fainted, but somehow she kept her composure and most importantly her awareness. She tried to struggle her way out but the woman's weight was simply too much for her to overcome. At that point, she wasn't even thinking straight anymore, it was just pure survival instinct.Her eyes were wide open at the sight of the snub revolver being pointed to her head. She felt her end was near and almost let out a scream. She suppressed it the moment the cold revolver got pressed against her lips. She then listened carefully to her words. Not like she had much of choice, yet she was strangely relieved by the fact that the bandit was still talking to her when she could have just shot her point blank.She then picked her up and forced her up the staircase. "Wha... what do you want from us?" Sarah said, stumbling on the stairs "I'm sure we can work this out. Don't hurt my people!" "Oh, someone's gonna' get hurt. Real bad." The woman laughed. "We want the building. Nice view, I'd bet." She maintained the aim of her revolver as she leaned down to grab the sub machine gun, tucking it into her coat for later, before they continued walking."But if your people are as aggressive as you are, spitfire, then I'd imagine they'll shoot, no questions asked, when they see my boys. That'd be bad for both of us, so let's try to hurry and negotiate before any of your people get killed." The raider said, a bit of a chuckle in her voice."How many, hm? Children, elderly? Got a leader up there? Maybe anyone of any sort of importance or skill? Might be able to keep them." "Please!" Sarah was visibly worried when she learned the bandit's intentions. They couldn't afford to lose their base, especially in the midst of that brutal Nuclear Winter. Being forced to leave the building was even worse than getting shot in the head right away by those scums."They won't fire if they see me!" Sarah was walking as fast as she could "Please. Let me do the talking. We can still work everything out. They are skilled fighters, but we can avoid all this bloodshed if we just keep cool for once!"She froze when the woman mentioned people of importance. She instantly thought of her father, John. He was the leader of the group of Survivors and was definitely going to fight back if he saw them arriving all guns blazing. "We have children, elderly and women. But you can't just take them. They won't let you. Are you just as dumb as you look, huh? What makes you think that you can just walk in here and take them as prisoners!" The woman let out a laugh at her taunts. "How many people, vault dweller? All this taunting and you may yet just convince me to gun them all down. How's that sound, baby?" The raider cooed, pressing the barrel of the gun into her back. "I could keep you for myself, see what it takes to make a blue bird sing." The woman let out a cackle, walking swiftly behind Sarah.Up above they could hear the other raiders moving quickly ahead. It wasn't likely that the two would get there before a fight would start, but if they were quick, they could probably manage to get to the scene before anyone got injured. Sarah shivered at the thought of being taken prisoner by that woman. No. She had to remain calm if she wanted her group to survive, it was the only way. "I'd rather die than become your slave, you monster" she whispered "Don't think for a second I am doing this out of fear! I'm just trying to avoid a massacre. Now please. Let's hurry before things get violent!""Either you tell those filthy scumbags of your men to stop and wait for us or you put this gun away and let me walk faster... Otherwise we will never make it in time!" "All this name calling really convinces me." The raider mocked, and yet, she still lowered her gun and shoved Sarah forward. "Let's see if you can beat the clock, sweet cheeks." The woman followed her closely, but at least she was no longer aiming a loaded gun at her spine or her head. That tone of amusement still laced her words, as if this whole thing was a game. Sarah rushed her way up the staircase, followed closely by the woman who was still keeping the gun pointed at her. There was no time to waste. The two quickly reached the top floor just in time to catch up with the rest of her group. As expected, they were stuck in the hallway pinned down and they couldn't figure out a way to get the elevator shaft to open. It was the only way to reach the top floor. The elevator obviously wasn't working, but hidden behind the reinforced walls was a ladder which led to the top floor where the rest of the group was hiding."They must've shut down the doors when they heard the shots" Sarah muttered to herself, as the men quickly turned and pointed their rifles at her. She didn't even bother to put her arms up as the bandit leader was right behind her and as soon as the men saw her, they lowered the guns right away."So. How are we going to do this?" She asked the woman. The woman took a few looks over the situation, and then nodded her head. "How many are there? Is there another way up?" She asked, looking down to Sarah. "It's the only way up, you dumb ass." she spat "And no, I am not going to tell you how many people are there. Oh, and before you ask...""Sarah! Is that you?!"A voice could be heard from inside the elevator shaft."DAD!" Sarah just couldn't resist when she heard her father's voice, as she rushed towards the elevator. The doors were still closed though. "It's me! I'm fine. These.. these scums assaulted me but I'm alright! They want something from us! I... Tell Mike to get the kids to safety!" "Just want to talk!" The woman yelled, before she rolled her shoulders in a shrug. "But.. if you want to be so stubborn..." She let out a disappointed sigh, tugging a lead pipe off the belt of one of the raiders. Suddenly, she swung it forward, slamming the pipe into Sarah's ribs as she was turned away."Dad, you've got to teach your kids some manners, geez. You should hear the things she's said to me. But you know, my father raised me right. You know what he did when I acted up? Well.." She reared her arm back, going to slam the pipe into Sarah's torso again. "I'm sure you can hear!" Sarah collapsed in pain to the ground as a sick thud echoed thoroughout the hallway. She was now breathing heavily, still on her knees. Meanwhile, movements could be heard from inside the elevator shaft: someone was making his way down the ladder."No!" Sarah screamed as she heard the elevator doors slowly opening "NO! Don't open the doors!" But it was to late. Her dad was now there, face to face with the group of bandits. Behind him a couple of soldiers with their rifles pointed at the woman who was still holding the lead pipe. "Let my daughter go" the old man said, as Sarah was still gasping for air at her feet. The raider leaned down, yanking Sarah up in front of her, the lead pipe dropping uselessly to the ground. The men and women that made up the raiders, 7 strong, all aimed their weaponry in return, barrels pointed at those clustered in the elevator as they took several steps back to make room for a fire fight. The raider leader, the tall woman, let her short revolver settle at the base of Sarah's back."You know, I can't really blame you for being so shocked." The woman said, nodding her head, her brows raised in mock sympathy. "Who could have known their own daughter could have gotten them in this situation?" She paused, waiting for a reaction across their faces before she continued. "Oh yeah, that's right.Someonemade a deal with my little group here that if she brought supplies down every other night, we would trade her a little bit of jet." The woman bluffed, a grin spread across her face as she nodded repeatedly."That's right! Sarah, poor beautiful Sarah decided to short us. She invited these consequences onto you. It's why she's always sneaking around, but you'd never suspect her, would you? Right.. Overseer?" The woman guessed, after taking a gander at the man. "This is... this is not true! They are lying!" Sarah said "I'm a NURSE, not an addict! They... they are just trying to mess with you head, but it's not going to work. Ah!" Sarah fell down to her knees once again because of the pain she was still feeling.Meanwhile her father's men took their safeties off and were now aiming straight at the raiders. "I don't believe a word you say" the Leader said "You come here, threaten me and my daughter and expect me to believe you when you say she is a jet addict? Please. They way I see it, you will all end up killed if you don't back the fuck off right now""Let my daughter go" her father said " This is your final warning, raider" "Fine then. We'll leave." The woman nodded her head, raising her hands to the air, letting the revolver drop to the floor. As it hit the ground, her foot stepped over it, preventing Sarah from picking it up, if she dared try. Her hands fell to her side, resting in her coat pockets."Just one thing, before we go.." The lady said, leaning forward as if to whisper to the man, despite the distance between them. "The name is Riker."And suddenly, there was gunfire. The sub machine gun Sarah's sub machine gun, that had rested in her winter jacket, was firing off it's rounds at Sarah's father and the guards behind him. The woman Riker, had taken aim and fired subtly through the large pockets of her oversized jacket. A coward's move, though it wasn't likely she'd see it that way. As if planned, the raiders fired with her, making it clear this wasn't the first person she'd done this to. A coward, for sure, and a snake.Riker bent down, pulling Sarah up by her hair again quickly as she stepped backwards, using the teen as a shield in case of return fire though she hoped to catch the guards off guard and knock them off before they could understand what had happened. "NO!"Sarah screamed as the woman gunned down her father. The man was unarmed and couldn't defend himself either. He got shot multiple times in the chest and then fall down to the ground, just like two of the men who were standing right next to him. Sarah instinctively tried to run towards him but was held back by Riker who quickly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back into her arms.There was only one man left standing. He was clearly panicking as he was outnumbered and outgunned, frenetically pointing his handgun to Riker and to her soldiers. He muttered something but it was impossible to hear. Sarah was still struggling, trying to escape her grasp but to no avail. "Put the gun down Jonah!" she said to the only remaining one of their men. The man instantly calmed down when he heard her voice: he dropped the weapon and raised his hands as if he was surrendering."Don't kill him!" Sarah said, with tears in her eyes "You got what you wanted!!" "Maybe you'll start answering my questions now, baby." Riker cooed in her ear sadistically. "Killed your father with your own gun. In fact, he's probably not even dead yet just choking to death on his own blood, in shock. The more you know, right?" The raider mumbled, whispering to Sarah's ear as she kept her aim trained on the surviving man, Jonah."Is there anyone upstairs, or did I just slaughter your entire measly group?" She asked, voice straightening out to become serious, threatening. Intense, even. Sarah lunged forward, in an attempt to escape her grasps and tend to her wounded father, but Riker's strength was simply too much for her to overcome. "Let me go!" She screamed.Meanwhile who was already unarmed and surrendering, stumbled backwards, unsure as to what he could say to make it out of that situation alive. "Yes... there are other people upstairs" he said " Take everything you want but please, spare our lives"Sarah would then try to stomp Riker's foot and escape. She wasn't going to fight back though. In fact, is successful, she would simply then get to her father and check his condition. Riker nodded, biting her lip in thought. Her brows furrowed and she let out a grunt as Sarah stomped on her foot, the larger woman releasing the teen and letting her run into the elevator. She didn't chase after her, instead leaning down to grab her revolver from the ground, holding it firmly in her grip, as if testing it's weight fresh again. "Jonah. Cute name." The woman stepped past Sarah, grasping Jonah by the neck and shoving him out the elevator. "Essik, take him back to the metro." She said, a younger red headed bearded male stepping forward to escort Jonah away at gunpoint, wordlessly.She then turned, looking back at Sarah on the ground, clutching at her father. Riker leaned down by her side, hovering over her as she checked the man's condition. "My father died when I was younger too. That's where leading gets you, an early grave." She raised the revolver, firing a bullet between the Overseer's eyes. "Still waiting for my turn." Riker said calmly, as if she hadn't just executed the possibly dying man in front of his daughter, eliciting a round of laughter from the raiders."Now.. I heard.. a ladder." The woman said, looking around inquisitively as the raiders moved forward to loot bodies, including Sarah's own father, a short stocky dark haired woman moving to drag Sarah herself up by her hair. Sarah didn't even notice the bandit escorting the man away as she was fully focused on her father. He knew enough of medicine to tell that he was a goner, there was no way he could've survived those shots. And then the fatal bullet, right between his eyes. His blood was now covering her face, hair and jacket. Sarah stood there in shock as the men were looting the corpses.She then stood up and walked towards the elevator shaft, watched closely by the woman. She showed her the way up. "This is the... the ladder" She said. Her face was still covered in blood "It's up this way..." "It's been such a long time since I've seen vault dwellers. 10 years, give or take." Riker whistled, shaking her head as she looked up the elevator shaft. She waved her hand in a circle, gesturing her boys up the ladder. "Well, let's go. Don't hurt anyone unless they attack, of course. I really did just want to talk." The woman mumbled, rubbing at the back of her neck in faux awkwardness.As the raiders moved up the ladder, and only Sarah and Riker remained, the leader gestured the teen up the ladder. "Ladies first, my dear. I'm right behind you." Sarah stood still and kept quiet, as her men were climbing up the stairs. She then proceeded to climb it herself, followed closely by Riker. When she reached the top floor, she saw the bandits pointing their guns to the rest of the Vault 141 survivors. They were all unarmed and surrendering. Most of them were women, and there were also children and elderly people."It's going to be alright" Sarah said to them, even though it sounded disturbingly ironic coming from someone who was literally covered in her father's blood. "Just.. just do what they say and it will all work out" "Oh boy, look at that bounty!" Riker yelled, clapping her gloved hands together and pointing to the crowd of remaining vault dwellers. "First things first, let's get that elevator back on, or you'll go down the faster way." She said, pointing to the far window. "Starting from youngest and working my way up." She warned. "Get to it, one of you, fuck!"The raider leader then turned, wrapping an arm around Sarah's throat and pulling her into a side hug, though it held all the threatening aggression one would expect from a raider, the grip far too tight and the revolver's barrel 'lovingly' stroking Sarah's cheek. "Your Overseer is dead, and we'll be taking you somewhere much colder, dirtier, and deadlier where we may kill you anyways. I hope you like ghouls of the feral variety." Riker turned to look back at Sarah, blowing her a patronizing kiss.Finally, she seemed to turn her head away, throwing Sarah forward to the others with a hard shove, waving her gun in the air and gesturing around vaguely. "Karim, Dolly, please take a look around. See what we can bring home for now." Two raiders moved forward, looting the place. Sarah stood still as there was pretty much nothing she could do in that situation. The few remaining survivors were absolutely not able to defend themselves with weapons, let alone fight back against an entire group of well armed bandits. She looked back at Riker in disgust as the bastard blew her a kiss.The grunts looted the place and took everything they could carry. Meanwhile the Vault 141 survivors were rallied and grouped against a wall, rifles pointed at their heads in case they were going to try anything.Sarah looked on as the men were looting her room. She gasped in horror as one of them picked what seemed to be some sort of secret diary of her. "No!" She said, as the man turned to face her with a disturbing smile on his face. Riker let out a childish gasp, her eyes lighting up as her mouth dropped. "Oh my God, Karim, is that a diary?" For a moment there, the excitement in her voice almost made her sound like a normal woman instead of a sadistic murderer. "Vault Dwellers, take a gander at Sarah here while my handsome boy Karim over there reads her diary!" The raider leader yelled, her hands clapped down on Sarah's shoulders."I hope this is something good." Riker said to herself before looking over to the other raider that was searching the floor, Dolly. "Maybe she had a huge crush on one of those boys we just gunned down. That sound about right, Sarah? You ever dream of kissing one of those poor dead men in the elevator? You know, it's never too late he might still be warm." She teased, letting out a laugh in Sarah's ear. Sarah bit her tounge. There was another guy, pretty much the same age as her, and she was in love with him. He broke his hand a couple of weeks back and couldn't fight anymore. That's why he wasn't fighting with the rest of the he guards downstairs. The two looked at each other without saying anything but Ruler must had noticed something."Put it down, you bitch" she said "You have done enough!"

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Nine for Mortal Men, Doomed to Die (Pontiff X Shiva)

The sun was just beginning to rise over the eastern plains of Khand, but already a lone figure was leisurely strolling over the gray green heaths, bending down occasionally to gather small bunches of early autumn plants in the little hollows that sheltered them from the driving wind. Still,Mornielshivered at the biting gusts, and pulled her lavender cloak more closely around her tall, slender form. She and her friends had spent so much of the past summer beneath the blazing sun of the south she had almost forgotten what it was to be cold. But now the little company of Prince Silrith was headed north to his home in Rh n, and if they made it there before the snow fell it would be a miracle.Judging by the sky today though, they would be in for more pleasantly sunny weather, though the wind showed no signs of dying down. And in this part of the world, the wind always came from the east, across Hildorien from the distant sea beyond, or from the chilly northern forests and plains of Rh n. As Morniel turned back south slightly to shield her white face, her deep violet eyes fell upon the distant black wall of the Ephel D ath, and unpleasant as that sight was , it was still far better than what lay to the west.Despite the growing light of the morning, the skies to the west of Khand were still black as night, here and there illuminated by ugly red flashes vomited forth by the earthen pustules that pockmarked the land. For to the west of Khand was Mordor, and in all the lands of Middle Earth that was one of the few places where Morniel, for all her long years of wandering, dared not tread .The sooner we can get north of the Ered Lithui, the betterthe elf thought, finishing her gathering and heading back towards the small ring of hills where she and her companions had camped the previous night. As she approached she saw a small curl of smoke rising into the sky, and Morniel frowned slightly. Breakfast she could understand, but they had been trailed by a company of Variag mercenaries less than a week earlier, and she couldn't be sure they had given up the chase entirely. If there were any scouts still on their tail any good scouts, at least the fire would be a clear indicator that the travelers hadn't quite escaped Variag territory. That would be the last thing they needed now, horseless as the party was, with both the terrain and the changing weather to contend with between Khand and Rh n. They were all good fighters , but four against a hundred would be quite the challenge.When she returned to the camp, she saw the red haired northwoman,Ida, seated beside the fire turning a spit with two skinned rabbits over the fire. Morniel's scold died on her lips at the heavenly smell as she sat down beside her friend. Where did these come from? she whispered, glancing towards their other companions who appeared to still be sleeping deeply on the far side of the fire. Set a couple snares las' night, just in case, Ida whispered back. Looks like we got lucky. Got anything there that might go wit' em? She nodded her tangled head towards the bag in the elf's hands that held the morning's findings.Morniel shook her head. No, just some medicinal herbs and things. I did find some old chamomile though, would you care for a bit of tea? There's a spring a little ways north of here. Nah, better not. Was thinking we should eat and be on our way. I don't like the look of them clouds over there. She raised a gloved hand to the west, where the lingering shadow seemed to frown at them over the hills. Is that the dark land you and Fjolnir was talkin' 'bout the other day? The place all them orcs come from? At the mention of orcs, Ida's hazel eyes flashed with an animalistic rage, and the curved scar on her face seemed to darken with her regards. Hush, the elf hissed, glancing around as though an enemy army might materialize out of thin air around them. It's not good to speak of such things so close to these borders. But you're right, we shouldn't linger in this land any longer than we have to. Hopefully the men don't sleep too long. Oh, I can handle that, Ida replied, fresh mischief and a wicked little smile twisting her mouth. Oy, you lazy loafers. Morniel says get yer asses up or you won't get any breakfast! she all but shouted at them. Reaching down to the ground beside her, she picked up a handful of tiny pebbles, and began to flick them one by one at the forms of first Silrith, then Fjolnir. Hush! Morniel repeated, somewhat worried that the northwoman's powerful voice might draw even more attention than the fire. But still she smiled at Ida's antics, even going so far as to flick a pebble of her own at the prince's back. The N men rean stirred slowly at the booming voice of the northern woman and then suddenly feltor rather heard something hit the warm, thick pelt of his fur cloak that he used to cover himself up for the night. "We should of left before the sun ever began to rise if I'm being honest." Fjolnir sat up rather easily and without much of the morning drowsiness as if he had already been awake for quite some time now. Indeed he had been awake but silently laying still enjoying the peaceful morning of the two women doing the work and hunting for once instead of relying on him though any mention of said thought would surely get an ass chewing from Ida.The westerner stretched his arms above his head slowly and popped his neck a few times and back. His sheathed sword laying on the ground right next to him. He grabbed the weapon off the ground as he stood up. The sheath was a part of his belt and he wrapped it around his waist like it was second nature to him and tightened the knot together letting the weapon rest at his left side. Picking the fur cloak up off the ground and giving it a good shake to get some of the dirt off of it he approached the small fire that Ida had prepared with breakfast cooking."You look cold Morniel." Fjolnir said as he passed by the two woman sitting by the campfire and he draped the fur cloak around her shoulders before continuing to pass by them. "I'm going to take a piss." He said before they could ask him where he was going.The Prince was a bit slower to wake of course, being royalty and not a true explorer it was quite hard to get comfortable and use to sleeping on the cold hard ground and being able to actually sleep at night. He had packed blankets and items to sleep upon and give him comfort when he first started his exploration but they were all taken from him or lost in his adventures. At first he started off as a naive child who took everyone at their word but now he was quite 'battle tested' with this life of adventuring now."Easy with the rock throwing Ida." The Prince slurred through a half whisper of breath as he rolled over onto his side and pulled his cloak up and over his face and curled into a slight ball. He never truly got to sleep in when he was a kid. A misconceived conception that all royalty was lazy but oh how Silrith wished it was the case. Up early at dawn every day when he was younger to practice his swordsmanship, archery, lance and studies. Now that he was his own man and out in the big open world he thought it meant he could choose his hours but how wrong he was when he gathered this rag tag crew he called friends."Just a couple more minutes alright?" He tried to plead as if he was speaking to his Mother. The Prince's scimitar laid close by in case of a night attack of some sort but he had faith in his friends to protect him if such a thing ever happened. Waking him up in hopes of him fighting well that was just never going to be realistic.Finally after enough prodding and rock throwing the Prince threw his cloak up in defeat and sat up with bags under his eyes. "First thing I do when I return home is to sleep for an eternity. I don't know how any of you can sleep on the cold ground like this." Silrith groaned and slowly got up from his resting spot and dredged his feet over to the campfire where he promptly sat down in front of the females and waited for Ida to serve him. Last time she was cooking over an open flame and he reached for a spit she almost ripped his arm off."I see sleeping beauty is finally awake. Is breakfast ready yet Ida?" The voice of Fjolnir came up from behind as he approached them. He took a seat next to his friends and companions, reaching for one of the two rabbits. Ida narrowed her eyes as she saw Fjollnir rise to his feet far too easily for someone who had just roused out of slumber. "Lazy bastard," she muttered, turning her attention back to the roasting meat but still keeping one eye on the westerner. The man wasn't like those she had known growing up in the Vales of the Anduin. He was taller for one, though the more she traveled the woman had come to the conclusion that the people of the north were in fact rather short compared to those elsewhere. They were still taller than the dwarves though, and that was some comfort. Interestingly enough, as she watched Fjollnir approach the elf, the northwoman noticed, and not for the first time, that there was a similar air about them.Like different trees in the same forest,she thought.Morniel blushed slightly as the N men rean laid his heavy cloak on her shoulders, but she was grateful for the gesture all the same. "Thank you," she murmured, snuggling closer in the warm fur that smelt like the grass it had laid upon. Clearly Ida had heard something in the elf's voice, and as soon as Fjollnir was out of sight the woman raised a curved red brow. The blush on Morniel's cheeks deepened. "What?" she asked, but her friend only shook her head and got to her feet to remove the spit from its frame. "Ida, what are you giving me that look for?" the elf pressed, sensing the woman was trying to hide a grin as she turned her back to her.Meanwhile the prince was reluctantly giving up his dreams, earning himself a none too gentle nudge in the back from one of Ida's buckskin boots. "Oh, aye, your mightiness," the northwoman replied in mock sweetness. "Shall I fetch some flowers for your bathwater in the meantime? And p'raps instead of eatin' roast coney for breakfast like the rest o' us commoners, you might like a fresh fish and sweet berry cakes?" She nudged him again, then turned back to the task of dividing up the rabbits. Still, she wasn't quite done rattling the prince just yet. While she might have distrusted and even feared Fjollnir somewhat , Silrith was another story. She had known boys like him her whole life, and even if their fathers weren't kings or mighty lords, they still tended to think themselves better than everyone else, either because they were stronger, handsomer, better hunters, or whatever other stupid reason might pop into their heads. Ida considered it her particular talent nay, herduty to relieve such gentlemen of their notions early and often."There's many in the wide world who manage just fine without featherbeds and embroidered coverlet, your majesty," she continued, "and there's some of us that evenlikesbein' out under the stars and breathin' good clean air, instead of shuttin' ourselves in grand houses, learnin' our curtsies and 'yes milords' and other such foolishness." Her knife cut violently through the roasted flesh of the rabbit as she plated a bit of the meat and passed it to Morniel.The elf took very little of the rabbit before offering it to the prince. "Now now, let's not quarrel," she pleaded with the pair. "Prince Silrith did not choose to be a prince any more than you chose to be a huntress, Ida. It's not fair to fault him, especially considering how well he's proved himself over the past few months. I wouldn't mind sleeping in proper bed myself, if one were at hand." Turning her gaze fully on Silrith, she offered him a gentle smile. "I truly look forward to visiting your home, Your Grace," the elf remarked. "It has been far too long since I have laid eyes on the Sea of Rh n. I only hope your family won't mind such a motley company as ours."She glanced back towards Ida, and the recently returned Fjollnir, who was helping himself to the other rabbit as well as a pointed glare and stream of muttering in the northwoman's native tongue. After allowing the westerner to have the choicest cuts of the meat , Ida took back the remainders and began to eat off of her knife alone."How much longer until we get to Rh n anyways?" she asked between bites, looking at each of the three faces. She knew Morniel had traveled extensively in this part of the world, and she hoped Silrith would have at leastsomeidea of how to get home. Fjollnir she wasn't sure about, but he had been a decent enough tracker so far, so she suspected he might know something about where they were and where they were headed. "In either case, it'd be nice if we could find some mounts to speed us along. Ain't there any villages between here and there where we might trade for a few horses? You got money, don't you?" she added, looking pointedly at Silrith. "Thank you Morniel. I am glad someone understands that a royal upbringing isn't so easy or fun for that matter." Ida may have a stigma towards nobility and 'highborns' from her race and how they perceive themselves to those that are considered lesser. He has given no such reason for her to feel as if he truly believed he thought he was above the crew that has been traveling with him for some time now. They had saved his life numerous of times and he was nothing but thankful but perhaps Ida was only jesting with him and his feelings and truly thought that maybe he was a good Prince.With the return of Fjolnir, his only male companion that could sympathize with him on a gender basis. "Well don't look at me. I left my home to travel and learn about what is outside." The Prince replied when asked how much longer they had until arriving into Rh n partly due to the fact the Prince didn't know exactly where they were to begin with. If Ida handed him a map he couldn't tell her where they were let alone where his Kingdom was on the map.Fjolnir reached for the dagger that he had concealed in his boot. A rather large hunting knife he used to start cutting the rabbit he had taken and into fine pieces to chew on while silently pondering as the three spoke and bickered among each other. Slowly cutting off a prime part of the rabbit with the tenderest meat and flavor he lifted his head up from his work to Ida. "Well. I would say at the current pace we are going it will be another couple of days, at least three, before we even reach the Rh n border." Cutting through the rabbit he took the piece of meat he had just carved and reached over to Morniel with it."You need to eat, go on and take it." Fjolnir wasn't easy to argue with or disagree with even. Even with Ida's brashness and her cruel words and seemingly temperament to start a fight the N men rean has always kept a level head and quietness about him when he spoke as if he was giving an order to soldiers that they had to obey."I'm here too you know, Fjolnir. Morniel says she doesn't need much to keep herself going but this armor isn't easy to lug around all day." The Prince spoke, trying to get Morniel to give over the piece she had just received from the westerner."That is your problem for coming so ill equipped. Wearing chainmail and metal is obviously heavier and more taxing on the body." Fjolnir's armor and clothing was made out of wool and leather. The vest he wore over his wool shirt was boiled and hardened as well as his vambraces and boots. The Prince on the other hand had brought some armor and clothing that was not suited for long travels perhaps war but not traveling."I can't get rid of it all alright. I will not be defenseless if we are to be attacked!" The Prince had to sadly leave behind the breastplate, leggings and even his boots behind early in his travels because of the upkeep and toll they put on his body. He had kept the vambraces and chainmail, refusing to part with those items. "Armor is only good for so much. Your eyes are your true shield." Fjolnir responded before chewing on a piece of rabbit."Finish eating and let us be on our way. These lands are dangerous and the company we may find on the road ahead could be....sour." Fjolnir handed over the rest of the rabbit that he had been cutting from to the Prince who happily took what remained but was still disappointed he couldn't trade for Morniel's. "I'm surprised his princeliness ain't rusted solid yet," Ida remarked rather cheerfully as she began to gather up the cooking and dining implements. Like Fjollnir, her own protection was primarily comprised of leather, although her bracers were reinforced with steel boning, and while the circlet across her brow might have led some to think she was some member of nobility, in truth it just served as extra protection for her skull. "Or that one o' them Harad bastards didn't catch him when we was south o' the mountains. You ain't much of a runner with all that extra weight, eh laddie?""I'll come help you wash up, Ida," Morniel cut in before the redhead could pick a fresh fight with the prince. She inclined her head towards the N men rean. "Fjollnir, can you and Silrith two pack up the rest of our gear? We'll be ready to go as soon as we get back. We'll take your waterskins and fill too. If all goes well we should reach the D rduin within the next day or two, but we shouldn't be too careful.""And then we can have a bath!" Ida sighed happily. Although she was far from vain, she had grown up on the banks of the Anduin and adored swimming and bathing in its waters."I doubt it. The waters of the black river are bitterly cold, and strange creatures dwell beneath its surface. But I've drank of its waters without consequence, so at the very least we'll be able to fill out skins. But we should hurry along," the elf urged, gathering up the waterskins and taking her friend by the wrist. They walked in silence to the little spring about five minutes from their campsite, but as they began to wash up the dishes and fill the waterskins, Morniel's gaze turned seriously on the northwoman."I wish you wouldn't antagonize the Prince. He hasn't done you any harm. Indeed, do you remember how he saved you from that spearman?"The redhead sniffed as she roughly dried one of the metal plates. "I don't like them as puts themself above others on account of who they father is. That goes for kings, lords, and princes. If it weren't for you, and Fjollnir, and me, he'd not have lasted the summer. But I bet his mummy and daddy will welcome his return in his fancy house like a lost sheep brought back to the flock, and what of us then?"Morniel laid a hand on her shoulder. Her friend's voice had grown extra bitter at the mention of Silrith's parents, and with no wonder: it might have been twelve years, but Ida still grieved her murdered parents and siblings every day. The idea that the prince might have a loving family along with all of this other privileges was too much for the woman to bear."Well when we get to Rh n I'm sure you'll get your bath then, if not before," the elf replied. "And from there...we'll go where you like. Or at the very least, I will.""And leave Fjollnir all alone? You heartless vixen," Ida grinned, causing a fresh blush on the elf's pale cheeks.And so the two returned with the cleaned dishes, laughing and teasing one another but instantly going silent once in earshot of the men . Before putting on her own pack, Morniel gave Fjollnir back his cloak, thanking him again but not wanting to be burdened with such a heavy article of clothing as they walked. By the time they vacated their campsite, the sun had just risen completely over the eastern horizon.As Morniel had expected, the day was sunny but also surprisingly warm, at least when the wind stopped blowing. There was no sign of the pursuing mercenaries as they made their way north across the plains. Indeed, there was no sign of anyone, at least until midafternoon.The little group had come across a rise in the land, and while off in the distance they could indeed see the thin black line of the D rduin, only perhaps a mile or two away a vast collection of bright colored tents red, orange, and yellow had been arranged in neat circles. Voices and bells were carried on the wind, and the elf, who had the best vision of the party, tilted her head perplexedly. "They're women, and children," she remarked, turning back to her friends. "More Variags I think, they're fond of vivid colors like that, and the adults are wearing bells on their ankles and wrists. If their men are there I cannot see them, but there are a large number of horses stabled to the west. Do you think we ought to see if we might buy a few? I don't think they're tied to the mercenaries that were chasing us the colors are different and even if they are, Variags value gold above vengeance. If we can buy and leave quickly, we might escape trouble before they know what happened." Silrith stayed silent as the two women left them and the camp alone for the men to do the packing and heavy lifting while they were off giggling like little fairies and speaking about who knows what. The Prince was a mortal just like them and had feelings, and his upbringing shouldn't change how he is perceived especially in another foreign country with no royal insignia of such or emissary accompanying him. He was just another man out in the wilderness that could be slaughtered like anyone else and his noble upbringing would mean nothing in the grand scheme of it all. "Why do you think she hates me?" Silrith asked Fjolnir as he watched the westerner kick some dirt into the fire and put it out as he started to gather gear and belongings scattered among the ground."She envies you. You have things she didn't have. The Northern lands are not a pleasant place to be born. They are a hardy, close minded people but she will come around eventually." Fjolnir assured his new friend and placed a hand of his on the prince's shoulder and gave it a squeeze of reassurance like a father figure before going back to gathering gear."Well you have nothing to worry about. They both swoon over you anyways." Silrith replied rather childishly as if this was some sort of competition. Fjolnir was crouched over shoving items into one of the packs. He chuckled at his friends comment and closed the pack and placed it with the rest. They were all packed up and ready to leave now, they just had to wait for the women to return."Good friend. I don't think Ida swoons over me at all perhaps over my swordplay and the way I fight she respects but I believe you are mistaken." He left Morniel out of the conversation. He wasn't a fool and could tell that there was something between the two of them but what could it be he would have to delve deeper and discover. Perhaps the Elf is just a blushing maiden that was easy to make squirm with simple gestures and speech. "Her ability to tolerate my presence compared to your own isn't swooning. Now quit pouting and let us think of the fun we will have once we get you home." Fjolnir tried to cheer his friend up but stopped once the women returned as if both parties quit their secret conversation.They didn't waste a single second to leave once they had all gathered their belongings and set off. Walking may be hard on the Prince but he was starting to get use to it. For months he had walked and it wasn't as hard on him as it was in the beginning. Still, a horse would be better suited for long travel but also more to maintain. Morniel spoke about what she saw and what the possible plan was, and Silrith was too hasty to agree. "I concur with that idea Morniel. Horses would make this journey faster and give our feet some rest. I believe I have enough gold left to buy enough horses for all of us." Silrith reached for his pouch but Fjolnir swiped it off of his hip and opened the sack by dumping its contents into his free hand."This will only be enough for a horse...maybe two if we can barter." Fjolnir knew the value of a horse and that Silrith could afford more horses but the party was in a foreign land and meeting with complete strangers who are going to be wary of the adventuring party. They were armed and one of them looked rather mean and dangerous Ida. Of course the party was in need of horses and the Variag's aren't horse merchants trying to get rid of what they have. So it wouldn't be so cut and dry that Silrith believes it to be."I know you come from a different land friend but trust me. These coins are valuable to all. I will get four easily, maybe even five!" Silrith laughed and took his money back. Fjolnir didn't bother arguing or explaining his reasoning, deciding that Silrith would have to learn about the real world first rather than listen to someone else explain it."We shall see." Fjolnir responded with calmly and almost with a small small curling on the corners of his lips. "Two horses will suffice, if they're strong," Morniel replied. "We haven't been carrying much with us as of late, and it looks like the steeds are large enough to carry two. But the wandering folk are not known to be generous traders. Even only two horses may cost us a great deal. I think it is still worthwhile to ask, although I don't know of all four of us should go. It may be best for a couple to watch from here in case of trouble. Fjollnir, would you mind taking Ida and seeing if they'd be willing to make a deal? I do not think it would be wise for the prince to venture into the camp with only single guard, and I can keep a clear lookout from this point.""Beggin' your pardon lassie," Ida replied, glancing skeptically from the camp back to her friends. "While I don't mind doin' a bit o' horse tradin', I ain't very wise to the tongues of these easterners. Unless Longshanks here knows the language I don't expect we'll be able to do much negotiating. Wouldn't it be better if you went, Morniel?"The elf hesitated. "Elves are...conspicuous, in this part of the world. And while the shadow beyond " she gestured to the dark land in the west. " may not hold sway entirely here, I would rather not be seen by those who occasionally ally with the Unnamed One. Please forgive me," she apologized, then smiled rather sheepishly. "Besides, my own Variag is rudimentary at best. But I do knowSatip alw Jilqidoes translate to something like 'buy horse'. That with the coin should get you something, either a horse or at least a declination.""Fair enough," Ida replied, slipping off her pack and setting it at Morniel's feet. She did keep her quiver and bow slung across her back, and her two long knives still shone in the late afternoon sunshine on either side of her sturdy hips. "Well, might as well give it a try. If your graciousness would be so kind..." With a lightning quick move of her hand she snatched the coin purse out of the prince's hand and grinned mischievously at him. "P'raps I'll see about gettin' meself a new gown while we're down there as well. I'll need to look pretty for his majesty's great house whenever we get to Rh n.""You will do no such thing," Morniel snapped. "If they will not sell, come back immediately. I'd rather we not remain here any longer than necessary, especially considering they do have horses, and we don't.""Aye aye," the northwoman sighed, rolling her eyes and looking at the N men rean. "Shall we be on our way then?" Fjolnir was resting his hands on the pommel of his sword, feeling the cold steel of the bland pommel against his thinly wrapped hand as the three of them discussed it over about who should go down there. His eyes could not see as far as Morniel's could but he didn't like the fact that only women and children could be seen. Silrith was rather protesting when his purse was once again snatched away from him as if they were somehow entitled to his money. "It is my money and I should be the one to purchase these horses! Once they know who I am, they will happily sell at the proper price " Silrith demanded his purse back from the brutish Northern woman who seemed to refuse him."Or they sell it for even more, more than we could afford." Fjolnir interrupted Silrith's little outburst and patted the Prince on the back to ease him even if only a bit. "My Varadja is rusty but I will give it a try." He answered, knowing a little bit of the dialect but to what extent he didn't exactly go into detail on. Shrugging past the Prince and Ida, the westerner started to walk down the hill towards the encampment of Variags."Hurry up!" He called back to Ida, knowing that she was probably livid that he began to leave without her as she was flirting with the Prince. While Silrith believed Ida truly disliked him and hated his lineage, Fjolnir found it quite amusing to see Ida always picking fights with the Prince. He dare not say that out loud unless he wanted to hear a strong northern accent screaming at the top of their lungs."I'm sure you will have questions when I'm speaking with them, but please do keep quiet. We don't want to think of us as hostiles in their camp." He was trying to say that Ida was rather loudmouth and came off as a brute and could intimidate the children and women, who may sound some kind of horn if the men are in a nearby area. That is if there are any men in the vicinity.Silrith watched as the two of his party members ventured forth down the slope of the hill and towards the Variag encampment. "Wouldn't it be wise to go with them? What if we are to be attacked out here alone?" The Prince was full of pride and ego when speaking but he knew deep down that Ida and Fjolnir were the best fighters of the group and if they were to perhaps be chased down by some horsed mercenaries without his money purse then things could look rather dire for the both of them. He figured Morniel could see trouble coming from quite a distance away but just how would they alert Fjolnir and Ida down below in a camp? They would be tracked down by horses faster than they could run to the camp."I hope they just hurry up." Silrith grumbled and folded his arms rather childishly like he was put in timeout. Morniel smiled almost affectionately at the prince. It was hard to see anyone but other elves as more than children when compared to her advanced age, but Ida and Silrith in particular always seemed to emphasize their youth in way that, while they could be exasperating at times, still amused her in quieter moments. "Please don't worry, Prince Silrith," the elf remarked, sitting on a rather large boulder at his feet that overlooked the camp. One of her long, pale hands patted the warm surface of the stone, inviting him to sit beside her. "Hopefully they won't be gone long. In the meantime, why don't you tell me more about your homeland? It's so long since I have been in Rh n, and I've never ventured through the gates of your city. What's it like? And does the north shore of the sea still produce such delicious grapes and wines?"Down below the hill, Ida frowned and hastened to catch up with the man's long stride. "Listen you, I ain't sure how you folks treat your women in the west, or the south, or wherever it is you come from. But in the north men don't order lassies around unless they want cold meat for supper."And a cold bed at nightas the saying went, but the redhead wasn't about to make any insinuating advances towards the tall man. For one, Morniel had her eye on him, no matter how she might blush and deny it. And for another, the northwoman suspected that while Fjollnir only appeared to be a few years older than herself, sometimes the way he talked made her think he was a good deal older than that. And she wasn't so desperate for a man yet that she would throw herself at an old one, tall and handsome or no.Eventually she did catch up with him, but she needed to step quickly to keep up with his long strides. "They'll not be likely to want to deal with us if we come stomping in like Old Man Death hisself, grumblin' and glowerin' like you are. And unless they're all fools, to the last of em and I'm sure they ain't they're likely to be mighty suspicious." Ida grinned brightly at him, but her eyes were still hard and a bit unfriendly. "See this, Longshanks?" she gestured at the raised corners of her mouth. "It's called a 'smile.' People make them to show others they don't mean harm. You might try it sometime. Maybe you'll even make a friend."By now the pair had come close enough to the camp that the inhabitants began to notice them. A few of the women stepped back into the circles of tents, grabbing the staring children by the hands and dragging them out of sight. But the three or four women guarding the horses did not move, and while it appeared they had been gripping staves as they went about their work, it became clear as the man and woman approached that they were actually gripping long, vicious lookingpolearms, and had lowered them defensively.Despite Fjollnir's warning, Ida took a step towards the women. If the N men rean had spoken toherso rudely, she couldn't expect him to address the Variags with any more politeness. With only a slight glance over her shoulders , the redhaired woman held up her hands to the women."Hullo there! Fine afternoon, ain't it?" she began, calling out in the common tongue in her loud, clear voice. Lowering one hand, she pointed towards the corralled mounts. "Them horses for sale? My man and I " Ida pointed back to Fjollnir for reference. " Had ours stolen by bandits some time back. Might we buy a couple of yours? Erm,satip al jilky?"Clearly she had not commemorated Morniel's language lesson to memory.Although the women showed no sign of understanding her speech, they did lower their weapons somewhat, apparently not thinking the pair much of a threat. The closest one did keep hers in a ready pose, but the other three began to speak quickly to themselves in their harsh accents. Several times the wordaigul came up, and after a few moments one of the women ventured into the heart of the camp. The remainders all suddenly approached Ida and Fjollnir, their polearms lowered and their kohl lined eyes suddenly looking fiercely at them."Whoa now...we didn't mean no trouble..." Ida murmured, stepping back until she was beside the westerner.Damn...guess he was right...I'll never hear the end of it.Still, she looked up to the man for some silent sign of what to do, one hand hovering towards the hilt of her knife while the other was slowly moving towards her bow."You two," a low voice spoke up in their shared tongue. "What business do you have here?"The speak was amiddle aged womandressed all in black, although her silk gown and headscarf were heavily embroidered with gold. In her youth she must have been a beauty, and even now she carried herself like a queen as she stepped past the corral guards to stand in front of the travelers. She was unarmed, but also not alone. More women had appeared at the edge of the camp, all carrying similar polearms to the three guards, or else small black bows with short, sharp little arrows knocked and aimed at the man and woman."You are strangers in this land," the woman concluded. "Normally we would let you pass, but we are preparing for a sacred ceremony. Have you come to spy on us? Speak!" she demanded, looking at first one, then the other. The brash northerner had done it again and he was quiteannoyed about the powerful voice that stood beside him and addressed the ladies so casually as if they were to greet the travelers with open arms and pecks upon the cheek. A soft sigh escaping from between sealed lips and flared nostrils as Fjolnir quietly listened to Ida ruin any opportunity they may have of purchasing a horse and all for what? Because she had too much pride to keep her mouth shut and let him speak and was it because he was a male giving her that order? If Morniel had traveled with Ida would of stayed silent like she was asked."Why don't you ever listen." The westerner mumbled under his breath in a different dialect that Ida was surely unable to know. Unlike his currentfriend he didn't make any sudden moves as the guards stayed close to the invaders, keeping eyes upon them until an elderly woman approached and spoke common tongue. A great deal of relief as Fjolnir knew his limited speech in the Variag dialect would be too rubbish and rudimentary to explain the situation to the crowd that was ever growing."Let me be the first to apologize about our intrusion into your sacred land, and burdening our self upon you in the midst of preparations." Fjolnir started and spoke clearly and concisely to the Elder that stood before him. He bowed his head in greeting as he spoke before standing straight and with a relaxed posture as to show no harm to the Elder or her people. "We are humble travelers in search for a horse to hasten our journey out of your lands and to head north into Rh n." Fjolnir was hoping that Ida would keep her mouth shut as he talked and worked them out of the situation she had caused."We are in a party with two more, camped above on the hill waiting for our return and in our company is a Prince of Rh n, returning home from his travels." The Variags have had past relations with those of Rh n some considering the two lands allies but Rh n has always purchased Variag Mercenaries and held good relations with them. Fjolnir hoped that the news of a Prince would ease their worries and trouble enough to consider selling horses."I beg for your forgiveness for our abrupt and rude interruption on your ceremony." Fjolnir bowed his head once more, hoping that Ida would follow suit and do as he did to appease to those around him. If his apology was accepted then they may be able to salvage the situation and still leave with a horse or two.Silrith couldn't tell what was happening down belowbut he could see that activity had shifted in the camp below and that a mass of bodies had moved inward towards the point of his friends entry. Feeling uneasy as he took a seat upon the rock Morniel didn't seem concerned with what she saw below so perhaps it was for the best that the Prince stayed silent and ease his mind with passing thoughts of his homeland."Yes." He answered the question about wine and grapes with a rather soft smile and small laugh as he thought about the very vineyard she spoke about. Fond memories of his childhood ran through his mind as he remembered the one time he and his siblings had stolen a bottle of wine from the Cellar when they were there on business. Father was furious that they would dishonor him and the family name with actions and had them work for that visit to repay the owner for their disobedience and childishness."My home. My Kingdom, lays in the western lands of Rh n, closest to the sparkling sea." Foreigner's have given the name Sea of Rh n but others inside of Rh n had their own name for the sea. "I don't even know where to begin Morniel..." He said softly as if he was at a loss of words on just how to describe his own home."I remember playing in the grand halls with my brothers. The playing never lasted long because my Father always wanted us to be up early and ready to take on the day. We started with sword and spear training early in the morning and I was never any good with a spear. My brother must of killed me a thousand times if it was a real fight." Silrith began to ramble mostly now, speaking of faint memories that lingered still. "I was never allowed to give up. Always being told that if I gave up on one thing then what would stop me from giving up on something else?" He recollected some of his childhood memories and some of the upper city that he explored growing up. The Elder narrowed her eyes at the mention of others, and her gaze turned to the far off hill. While her sight wasn't quite as good as an elf's, she did think she sawsomethingmoving around up there. Looking back at the guards, she barked out a few sharp orders to the armed women and pointed to the direction Fjollnir had indicated. With almost mechanically unanimous nods of assent, the three guards, plus four more selected from the others that had appeared, raced towards the hill, their dark hair and bright scarves flying in the wind, and the bells tinkling ominously on their wrists and ankles.Her hunting party dispatched, the Elder looked back at the pair in front of her. The remaining armed women quickly circled around them, easily outnumbering the pair nine times over. "Your apology is pretty enough, stranger, but it does not assure me to know there are others spying upon us. Especially not a Prince of the North, which has been no friend to the People of the Plains. Your friendswill be captured and brought before me as the Headwoman of the GrassFlames, or if they are not..." The sound of shifting spears and tightening bowstrings surrounded the man and woman. "We will settle for your heads instead.""I told you tosmile, not tell them where the others are!" Ida hissed as she glared daggers at the man beside her. The rage quickly passed from her face however, and was replaced by a look of embarrassed penitence. "M'lady...Headwoman...I promise, this is a big misunderstanding. We really did come to buy horses. Look, we even have money!" Reaching to her belt, she held up Silrith's bag of gold and offered it to the Elder. "If this will buy two that'd be enough. It's true there's four of us all said and done, but we was worried that if we descended upon you like a flock of crows you might not be so willing to deal. But as this idiot man here said, if you don't mind parting with a couple we'd just as soon be outta your way."At the sight of the purse the Headwoman's dark eyes suddenly gleamed with a new light. Passing through the circle of guards, she greedily snatched the bag from Ida's hand. Opening and seeing the northwoman had spoken true seemed to mollify the Elder somewhat, and she conferred in whispers to a few of the nearest guards before looking back at the pair."Our people are not so wealthy we can afford to turn away coin. Ask the Prince of Rh n aboutthat," she said finally, spitting on the ground at Silrith's name. "But today is a day of prayer to the Wind Lord, and no business can be conducted until after sundown. If it is true you mean our tribe no harm, lay down your weapons and consent to being confined in my tent. Your friends must do the same. To show you we are not thieves, I give you back your gold until the sale is completed. And to show that Aigul of the Variag is no savage hostess, I will provide you with food and drink, should you desire it. After sundown you will give us your gold, and we will give you two horses, and return your weapons to you, and then you may depart. If you do not consent to this, we will kill you now. What is your decision?"Up on the hill, Morniel tried to hide the alarm growing in her heart at the sight of the armed women appearing by pretending to pay close notice to Silrith's words. But when the elf saw the seven women racing towards them, she leapt to her feet in fear, and reflexively pulled the hood of her pale cloak over her head, concealing her pointed ears. "I think we are about to see how well that training paid off, Silrith," she said grimly, gripping her staff in both hands in front of her. "Get your sword, we've been seen."Kicking their packs into a pile behind the prince, Morniel stood with her back to his, watching three women coming up her side of the hill while the other four went up his. "Ailis bolw!Stay back!" she shouted at their would be attackers, and to her surprise the women did cease their approach. However, they didn't stop themselves from circling around the pair as the others had to Ida and Fjollnir down below, and while they didn't make a direct move to attack just yet, that didn't make them look any less ferocious."You come," one of them, apparently the leader, spoke in clumsy and accented common. "Or we kill friends. Come!" she shouted, jabbing the point of her polearm towards Silrith."Better do as they say..." Morniel whispered to Silrith, wondering how the prince would react to such an ambush. Fjolnir knew what he was doing but the northern woman seemed to disobey him at every turn and continued to speak. He revealed the location of Silrith and Morniel because of the situation that Ida had caused them to be in the first place this woman believed they were spies and if a scout were to spot Morniel and Silrith atop the hill then what did Ida plan to say then? They would have to lie and say they were not a part of those two and their company or tell the truth and they would be killed on the spot. Fjolnir just gently shook his head as Ida so easily gave up the money on their belt and offered the whole bag of it. Now what was to stop the headwoman from demanding more gold, or saying it was only worth one horse? Were they to say give the gold back after they had been surrounded and weapons raised and ready to kill them in a moments notice?"You must of forgotten all the gold that Rh n has given your people." Perhaps this tribe was one of the many that refused to fight as Mercenaries for others? The Variag were full of differing tribes, so perhaps this one was left out in all those times the people of Rh n threw money at the Variags to fight in battle and war for them. It was none of his business why she had a distaste for the Prince but she was mistaken if Rh n was not a friend to many tribes."I apologize but we do not have time for the sun to set. We are in a bit of a hurry, perhaps this may help change your mind?" Fjolnir asked, making his movements slowly. He knew the importance of staying on the move after all they were being followed by a couple of mercenaries that weren't happy and while Fjolnir would allow the Variags to be at each others throat with blood, he wanted to stay far away from the fighting. The westerner reached into a pocket of his that was inside of the fur cloak and pulled out what seemed like a gold coin, like the many that sat within the bag the elder woman held.Hoisting the coin up for the woman to see or take, he did not care but he wanted her to look upon the coin itself and not that it was gold. It was a coin he had received from a Variag Mercenary many years ago, a story that he hadn't told his party or would care to in the foreseeable future. The Variag Mercenary came from a particularly large and powerful tribe that an unnamed foe in the west that would not be named had paid for. He received this coin in good faith that if he had found himself in Khand and was in trouble, just to use this coin and he should be safe. Though the key word wasshould be safe in the story and Fjolnir was praying that this was a tribe that respected it."If you wish to discuss the coin in private and how I obtained it then I would prefer we do that privately." Everyone had secrets and Fjolnir had his. Even though he may appear as a friendly, calm mannered friend and ally he had a dark past that was buried.Silrith looked up when Morniel mentioned something about his sword and drew him from his memory. Fumbling at the waist, he gripped onto the hilt of the blade but stopped himself as the women approached but did not attack just yet. They spoke about following and friends being killed if they didn't listen, and while Silrith did not like to be ordered around he silently obeyed and released the tension in his body dropping his guard and following the women down to the camp below. The Variag women did not try to take Silrith's sword or Morniel's staff , but they did take possession of the luggage and stayed close to the pair as they herded them down to join the others. The leader of the guards informed the Headwoman that there had been no others, which seemed to satisfy her, but her attention was quickly taken back by the N men rean, and the item he had drawn from his pocket.Aigul warily took the coin from Fjollnir, turning it over slowly and raising her thick eyebrow as she recognized the engravings. "You have dealt with our kind before," she said finally. The Headwoman's face was thoughtful as she pondered the best thing to do. When she finally spoke again, there was a more polite tone to her husky voice. "With this, stranger, you have bought our trust.For now." The warning under her breath was deadly as she tucked the coin into the bodice of her gown. "If that trust is abused, your lives shall be forfeit. If your party behaves honorably, you have my word no harm shall come to you within the circles of our camp." Turning to the other women, she gave another order in their language, and moving as one all of the guards stepped aside."You will be allowed to keep your weapons," Aigul continued. "However, we cannot provide you with horses until sundown. This herd belongs to the Wind Lord himself, and they cannot be sold without his permission. Our Lord and the men of our tribe are conducting a ceremony that lasts until nightfall, at which time we will begin the grand festival. At that time I will intercede on your behalf to obtain mounts for your entire party. In exchange for gold, of course." There was no hiding the avarice on her lined face, but there was another curious expression growing, especially when her eyes fell on Fjollnir. "And perhaps...the Wind Lord would like to speak with you personally, stranger. I do not doubt he would be curious to learn how you came upon such a treasure." She lightly placed a hand on her bosom, indicating the secreted coin."Is that supposed to be some kind of a threat?" Ida muttered, growing ever more cross at the idea of being delayed."Hush!" Morniel hissed to her friend, but there was no need. Just as the northwoman had spoken, a powerful gust of wind tore through the camp, drowning the redhead's words beneath the roar. Unfortunately, it also blew back the elf's hood, revealing her fair face and pointed ears and earning Morniel her own spot in the Headwoman's dark gaze."An elf, hm?" Aigul remarked in genuine surprise. She approached the elf and raised a hand, examining Morniel as though she were a rare bird trapped in a cage. The Elder even went so far as to raise a hand and gently caressing her knuckles against the tall wanderer's face, causing the elf to wince slightly as though she'd been struck. That only elicited a laugh from the Headwoman, who dropped her hand and turned away. "I'm not going to harm you, girl. The Wind Lord willcertainly be interested in such a pretty thing as yourself. We don't often see elves in this part of the world, and it's been averylong time since he's seen one...like you.""And what of the rest of us?" Ida asked loudly, stepping protectively in front of Morniel and not allowing even the wind to diminish her words. "If you mean to bring them two before your great lord, you might as well bring us as well. We ain't accustomed to sending our friends off alone.""No, I suppose you're more accustomed to leaving them behind," the Headwoman said dryly. "I do not think the Wind Lord needs to trouble himself with a loudmouthed country wench. With red hair at that. It's a sign of bad luck, you know." She seemed as unimpressed at Ida's looks as she had been astounded by Morniel's beauty. But her most vicious look was reserved for the last member of their party."Andyou," she snarled, looking upon the prince. "It is by my mercy, and your friend's honor, that we do not kill you where you stand, Prince of Rh n. Your people have banned our tribe from your borders, left our women and children to starve in the winter, and stolen pay that was rightfully ours. The name of your country is cursed by our people, and the GrassFlames do not forgive slights easily. I will keep my silence in regards to your identity because I have promised to keep you safe, but I warn you: do not speak your name or origin to anyone within this camp. Of the women here, I am the only one who speaks your tongue fluently. There are many more among the men who speak it as well, and I will not be held responsible if you give them reason to pursue you beyond the bounds of our territory."Having addressed all members of the party, Aigul gestured towards the inner reaches of the camp. "Please come now. I will have food and water prepared shortly, and you can rest safely within my tent. The women will ensure no one disturbs you, and when night has fallen, I will fetch you myself."The tent of the Headwomanwas placed in the innermost circle of the camp, and while was not the largest of the circular canvas covered structures that created the mobile village, it could have comfortably accommodated at least a dozen guests . The canvas outside was a lovely sky blue and embroidered with images of horses, birds, and along the bottom the jagged red and green lines featured on all the tents of the GrassFlame tribe. Inside there were a few wooden items of furniture, mostly of Harad make, as well as plenty of furs and carpets spread across the floor. The sun was shining through a large circular smoke hole in the roof, and a young girl was busy tending to a hearth in the middle of the room. She let out a cry of surprise at the entrance of the strange party, but at a few comforting words for Aigul, she calmed somewhat and continued her work."This is my granddaughter, Bibigul. She does not speak much of your language, but if you ask for me, she will fetch me. For now, I have business to attend to. I will return at nightfall, for you, and you." The Headwoman pointed first at Fjollnir, then at Morniel. "In the meantime, remember our arrangement. As long as you remain here, no harm will come to you. If you do not...I will not be responsible."With that the Elder departed, though two armed women remained at the door of the tent, looking grim and fierce as ever. Everything had happened so quickly and it all seemed like a blur that was just trying to clear itself out and make any semblance of sense. Silrith listened to the elderly woman speak about his identity and spoke of how his homeland banned her people from its borders. Did she speak about only her tribe or perhaps the people of Khand in general he didn't know and she would not let him inquire on this matter as they were corralled into the tent of the headwoman. The party moved into the tent for their ownsafety that is what the headwoman would want them to believe anyways but she spoke about taking Fjolnir and Morniel to appear before their Wind Lord and without much else.Once the Elder departed from earshot, Silrith turned to look at his fellows with a look of bewilderment. "What did she mean about my home banning her people?" Silrith had been gone from home for almost three years now and much could change in that time frame, perhaps there had been a falling out between her people and his. She spoke of not being paid as well and perhaps that meant some sort of contract breach? Did the Khandish warriors not uphold their end of the deal and cause his Father not to pay, which spoke ire and flames of war inside the bellies of the tribe before being banned?"Whatever she could have meant. Best not to dwell on it now." Fjolnir interjected as he took a seat slowly onto one of the furs. Certain that Ida and Morniel were curious about what coin he had handed over and when he may have dealt with Variags in his past. He didn't want to speak about the past to them, not now and not in the enemies hands. Even if they were neutral for now and willing to do business they were not their allies."What do you think they plan on doing....taking you two to the Wind Lord?" Silrith turned towards Morniel, asking her as Fjolnir seemed to be of no use at the moment. He seemed to be sitting on the furs, with his eyes shut as if he was meditating. Truthfully he was just ignoring Silrith and Ida from their questions they may have for him. He just wanted to sit in peace but that was never going to happen. Morniel sighed as their hostess departed, glancing occasionally at the girl by the hearth, who seemed just as unhappy to be stuck with them as they may have been to be confined to Aigul's tent. The waif didn't seemed to understand any of their language, but all the same the elf kept her voice low as she picked up her bag and began to check that nothing was out of place. "Variags have a difficult time forming alliances even between their own tribes, let alone other nations," she murmured to Silrith. "I would not think too much on whatever quarrel this band has with your people, Your Grace. It may be nothing more than jealousy, or a string of bad luck that they have chosen to blame on Rh...on their neighbors." It did not seem wise to mention the name of Rh n even in the company of one lone Variag girl."If this is how they treat their customers, I can see why they don't have many friends," Ida commented, warming her hands near the fire. The girl warily moved to the far side of the hearth, her eyes on the northwoman's bright red hair distrustfully. Sensing the child's fear, the woman's eyes flashed and she gnashed her teeth at the girl, finally causing her to squeal and flee from the tent. Shrugging and clearly untroubled at the idea of scaring a little girl, Ida turned back to her friends. "Though I imagine if you hadn't give the old lady that shiny coin o' yours, Fjollnir, they might have shown us something worse than the inside of a tent. What was that thing, anyways?""Yes, I too was wondering about that," Morniel added, her eyes a little more piercing than Ida's casual interest. While the coin had changed hands too quickly for even her sharp gaze to get a good look, it still gave her an uneasy feeling. Despite how long their group had been traveling together, Fjollnir was the greatest mystery to her. Although her polite manners often led people to think the elf was far too trusting for her own good, in truth she rarely allowed others to get close to her. Until meeting Fjollnir and Silrith, the only person in the world she truly considered her friend was Ida, and that was mostly because she doubted the woman was capable of hiding any sort of nefarious purpose for longer than five minutes. She liked Silrith for the same reason he was so straightforward and had the sort of knightly honor about him that one only heard about in stories.But Fjollnir...he reminded her so much of Celion. Had she allowed that to cloud her judgement of him?"Have you been among the Variag before, Fjollnir?" she asked quietly, searching his face for any sign of deception.At that moment however, Aigul's granddaughter returned, along with two other girls around her own age. Two of them were carrying covered wooden platters, while the third had two ceramic jugs, one full of water, and one full of wine. The girls laid all the vessels on the table, then Bibigul dismissed her friends and set about gathering utensils and cups for the party. Finally she lifted the covers, revealing a large pot of spicy smelling meat, and a plate of brightly colored rolls in red, orange, and yellow.Ida, who had risen to her feet at the entrance of the food, quickly approached the table but frowned at the sight of the exotic fare. "What's this then?" she asked, wrinkling her nose at the meat."Is food," the girl said, trying to look brave. "Bread...andeski.""Eski?" the northwoman sniffed at the meat."Is animal. Is...maa maa!" "Oh! Goat!" Ida cried, looking a good deal more relieved. She even smiled at the girl's impression of the animal, and went so far as to ruffle her hair. This seemed to assuage Bibigul somewhat, although she took care to avoid touching the red hair all the same. "Yes, goat. And wine. You eat. Aigul come soon." Bibigul waved the others over to the table, encouraging them to take part in the meal. Fjolnir knew that the others would be curious as to what he had given the woman and even asked if he had been among the Variag before. His face stayed neutral as he glanced to his party who was all looking at him, curiosity dripping from their faces as they seemed to be holding back bated breath just for a response from him. "I have been in the company of the Variag before." He answered somewhat honestly. It was the truth he had been with Variag before but he didn't go into any sort of detail on just what they may have been as they were interrupted by the return of Aigul's granddaughter and food. Ida seemed more than happy to drop the subject as food and wine was brought to them and turned to the food itself and not to Fjolnir as Silirth and Morniel were still eyeing him."I could go for some food." Silrith didn't think that it could be poisoned. If it had been then why go through great lengths to ruin such food and not kill them when they were surrounded, even letting them keep their weapons to fight if it came down to it. It just didn't make sense for them to be killed through such cowardly methods, such methods he did not know the Khandish warriors to use. He joined Ida, grabbing some onto a platter of his own and filling his cup with some wine, something to help take the edge off of today's events.Fjolnir sat silently and knew that some food would not draw Morniel's attention away from the conversation she was trying to engage in with him. She was very stout when it came to reading others and such the curious little elf. These were not perfect circumstances to discuss such matters but he could tell these Variags didn't understand other languages and wouldn't be able to pick out what language was being spoken."Morniel. I know you are concerned." He spoke in her native tongue. Who she was concerned for or what she was concerned about was something he did not know. Was she concerned about his safety perhaps, or concerned for her own safety and that of the friends she has made."You are of pure heart. Mine is blackened...tainted by my actions of the past." He described a bit more in detail as he moved closer from his seated spot to her, so he could keep his voice just above a small whisper so Ida and Silrith would not be disturbed as they focused on the food currently."I am no longer that person Morniel. I am trying to become a better man and leave behind the taint of....him." Even though he spoke no exact words, he could tell that Morniel knew what he was speaking. It was common knowledge to the party that he was a N men rean, but there was two factions of N men reans. His final sentence should have indicated clearly which side of the line he fought for, reasons unknown and perhaps he may have had no choice in the matter. All that mattered to him now was that he was here, away from his past and trying to become someone he could be proud of and with purpose in life."I understand if you don't feel safe around me anymore. I wanted to tell you but...." His voice trailed off. He didn't want to admit that he was a little bit terrified of her being afraid of him."Hey what are you two talking about over there?" Silrith finally asked, stopping himself from eating more goat so he could hear. It sounded like Fjolnir was whispering but he couldn't make out a word so perhaps he was just chewing too loudly? He turned to look at Ida to see if she understood anything that was being said or if she had been paying attention to the both of them. Though it appeared the woman had less constraint than he did when around a good meal for once. Living off hunting game and berries for months would possibly draw this out of them."Huh? Nothing relevant." Fjolnir commented and stood up with a smile. He couldn't stop Morniel from distrusting him or telling the others about what she thought of his past, even with such vague detail. The N men rean approached the mass of food and grabbed a platter of his own and filled it up lightly. He turned to Morniel and offered it to her, a small look of apology in his eyes as if he had betrayed her in some way. Morniel did not help herself to any of the goat, having never quite acquired the taste for Khandish cooking in any of her centuries of travel , but she did take a pale yellow roll and a cup of the sweet smelling wine. After her first sip and nibble, she could not pick up any sign of poison, but she had doubted Aigul would go through the trouble anyway. Hostile as the Variags could be, they did have a sense of honor and believed in keeping their word whenever possible. If the Headwoman said she would keep them safe, it would be as great of a danger to herself to them to break her word.At the moment, she was more concerned with Fjollnir than their hosts, particularly when he began to speak in the Elven tongue, which he knew neither Silrith nor Ida could understand . "I am concerned you would speak to me in such a way, and hide your words from our friends. Particularly the prince. You know how much he trusts you, you should not slight him so," Morniel answered back in the same language, despite her hesitations. But at Fjollnir's explanation, she suddenly understood why he dare not speak in the common tongue. Ida might not have understood his words, isolated as she had always been, but Silrith was an educated man. He would know about the divisions of N men r."I see. You were...or are...of the King's Men."That explained the shadow that always seemed so heavy on the tall man's form. "Yet you wander the wilds alone, away from your people. And your Lord. Has he truly granted you your freedom, Fjollnir of the West?"It was not a question she expected him to answer, even if she thought he could do so truly. The Dark Lord never granted freedom to anyone. Perhaps he was allowing Fjollnir to act as he chose, for now at least, but who was to say he would not bring his will down on the man whenever the opportunity seemed appropriate?Like a frightened animal, Morniel suddenly shrunk away from the man, and an ancient mocking voice from the past suddenly seemed to fill her mind.There is no protection for those who turned away from the Light. So long as you linger in the East, Moriquende, the Darkness will come for you, sooner or later... and would Fjollnir be the conquering force that finally dragged her into the shadow that had swallowed all the rest of her people? Perhaps her sudden fear of him was a gift. Had she not known what he was, the Black N men rean might have brought her into Sauron's service with little more than a smile and kind words. Now she was hardening against him, though pity still lingered in her heart. It was not a happy life for those that served the Dark Lord, and she knew her friend was likely to find scant peace in the world for the rest of his long days.The elf needed to take a long drink of wine before she found the courage to look Fjollnir in the eye again. "You know little of my heart. I am grateful you told me this. I do think we should part ways eventually, but I see no reason we cannot see Prince Silrith safely to Rh n first. Or at the very least, escape this camp."Her mention of the Prince's name seemed to catch his attention, but the other man was quick to deflect the inquiry, and Morniel was grateful when he finally departed from her side, and with a wave of her hand declined his offer of food."Flirtin', most likely," Ida whispered to Silrith, nodding her head at the pair while surreptitiously trying to steal a bite of goat from his plate. "Them two just needs to fuck already. Dunno why she don't just ask him. Ain't no man alive ever said 'No thank you,' to an elfmaid with her eye on him. Suppose they're just both too uptight to do anythin'bout it. Meanin' we're stuck listenin' to 'em whisper 'n make all kinds of moony eyes. Much more of it an' I'll lose my appetite." That seemed unlikely, considering the northwoman had risen to her feet to help herself to more goat and another roll. Fjolnir felt a pang of heaviness hit his heart as she replied to him, wishing to depart from his company once the Prince was returned safely. He ignored the whispers of Ida and Silrith about the emotions the two had for one another and perhaps it may be true for Fjolnir and how he felt about Morniel but those feelings she may have once had about him seemed closed off and gone already. He wished to explain himself better to her without drawing too much of a reaction from her and startling the party of what they could be discussing. If Ida convinced Silrith they are flirting with each other in her native tongue then that was fine with him as long as Morniel didn't give away the true conversation."When did he ever learn Elf?" Silrith didn't know the different races of Elf and the languages they had, but he was a bit surprised that his friend was capable of such a great deal of languages. He claimed to know a bit of Variag, his own language, common and now Morniel's tongue he could speak in. Perhaps the man was older than Silrith gave him credit for not knowing just how long a N men rean could live for."No...I was never truly broken by him. He could not corrupt my mind so easily as he did others...my faith was strong. Yet I submitted willingly because he had found my weakness...My son." Fjolnir had a child once but it was not out of love or marriage. It was a drunken night that led to the events of his son being born and even though he was a bastard and his mother was more or less a whore he loved the boy all the same. Took him in and raised him to be a proper N men rean just like his Father that was until the Shadow gripped his sons heart."I never abandoned the Valar, but I did whatever I had to do to keep my son safe...but even my submission was not enough. They killed him anyways. Three N men reans that I once considered friends who turned Black." Fjolnir had fought and killed for the Dark Lord and for greedy reasons while they may not have been his motives he partook in the actions of the King's Men. He prayed his submission and loyalty would somehow relieve his son of the shadow and taint and only infect him but he was foolish to believe so."I killed them. All three....it took years to track them down but I did it....Now? I simply wander...but know this Morniel. He has no control over me and never will again." He could try to justify his actions to her all he wanted, but perhaps it was futile. Just his past and actions alone could be enough that she didn't want anything to do with him. Elves were fickle and cautious folks that once trust had been broken it was impossible, nearly, to regain."I care a great deal about you Morniel....more than I have felt about anyone except for my son. I would never do anything to hurt you. That is why I am telling you this now, before we meet this Wind Lord." He could have told her anytime but he was trying to run from his past. To forget it somehow and became a different person entirely but he realized that wasn't going to happen. He had to live with his past and the choices he made. Reasons be damned he did horrible things and served the Dark Lord through submission."Alright you two. Quit flirting and eat. This is probably the last good meal we will have in a few days." Silrith interjected into what he thought was flirting, like Ida suggested. Why would they be so close, whispering to one another even when speaking another language? Ida and Silrith couldn't understand them anyways so why whisper in the first place the whole thing was bizarre to the Prince and he wanted them to just knock it off while in hostile territory. "You're asking me?" Ida raised an eyebrow at the prince. "He's supposed to be your bodyguard, ain't he? You tell me. And how come you can't understand em either? Ain't your fancy teachers learn you all sort o' tongues in that great land o' yours? By the boulders, even I know a little of the Greenwood folks' speech. That ain'tthat though." She inclined her head towards the pair speaking Elvish. "That's the high tongue, what all thems west o' the mountains talk. Least I think so. Only other time I heared her speak it was when we met some fancy blonde fellow from somewheres near the sea. Come to think of it, she ain't looked any happier speakin' it to him than she does to old Fjollnir there. Maybe they ain't flirtin' after all. Or maybe everyone who talks like that just looks glum."Although the words the pair were whispering were still mostly inaudible to the northwoman, and she wouldn't have understood them even if she could hear properly, over the years she'd learned to read something of the elf's expressions. Whatever Fjollnir had told Morniel, it had distressed her greatly, although she was doing her best not to show it, either for the westerner's sake, or possibly Ida and Silrith's.Poor lass. Once we lose these menfolks I'll have to see what's ailin' her sothe northwoman though, turning her attention back to the food."You do not lift the shadow by causing more death, Fjollnir," the elf said finally. "And though I believe you would not have joined the Dark Lord of your own free will, I cannot help but think but that what worked on you once may work again." A slow smile crossed her face, but her eyes held no joy. "If what you say is true, that you do care for me and I must admit, for a long time I had hoped to hear you speak those words, in any language then perhaps it is I that am the danger to you." Morniel sighed deeply, then turned her gaze away from the N men rean and stared deep into the fire at the center of the room. "Had we never met, He would still pursue me. I am the last of the Kindi, and He cannot abide the fact that I walk free when He has either slaughtered or seduced all the rest of my people. If the Dark Lord were to know that by taking me, He may also gain dominion over you yet again, I fear His efforts to hunt me down will grow all the more fierce. It is bad enough when Sauron takes even one person, we cannot risk giving him two."She turned back to Fjollnir with sad determination on her face."We will escape this place and take the prince back to his homeland. Then we must part, Fjollnir. For both of our sakes." One of her white hands reached over to lay on his rough one, and pressed it gently, yet lingeringly. "I am sorry."By the time silence had settled into the tent, the smoke hole in the ceiling was dark and showed the first few glittering stars of the night. A few minutes later, Aigul returned, but she seemed much changed from the stern and authoritative Headwoman that had brought them into the heart of the camp. Instead her head was bowed, and when she spoke her husky voice was much softer, and spoke adoringly of and tothe figurethat followed her.He was clothed in the style of the Variags, but instead of the bright colors they favored he had opted for a dull blue gray color, trimmed in scarlet thread and black creban feathers at the edges. His face was young and beautiful, but his hair was shockingly white, and beneath the bulk of his clothing he appeared to be rather thin, almost sickly looking. Most startlingly, his eyes were blood red and seemed to have no pupil, yet they clearly saw and lingered on the face of each of the four travelers in the tent."These are the travelers, my Lord G khan," Aigul remarked in common, not looking upon them but keeping her face transfixed upon her lord. "They wish to purchase horses to speed them on their travels.""Is that so?" G khan purred back. His voice seemed as thin and wavering as the rest of him, but there seemed to be a note of strength under it, almost like two voices speaking at once. "The Prince of Rh n is returning home at last, is he?"The red eyes fixed on Silrith, and the Wind Lord gave him a smile much like a cat might give a frightened mouse. "Yes, young man, I know who you are. And I apologize for the rudeness of my people. Particular that of my daughter." G khan nodded towards Aigul, which made Ida gasp aloud. Despite the white hair, if anything she would have thought the man to be Aigul's son, maybe even grandson, and not the other way around. But clearly the northwoman was not the first person to make that assumption, because the Wind Lord merely laughed it off and waved a thin hand in nonchalance."Yes, I know the years have been kinder to me than her. It has made little Aigul jealous, hasn't it Daughter?" She did not respond, but dropped her eyes to the ground while G khan looked back at the prince. "She is an envious woman in general. It is why she has fanned the hatred of the GrassFlames towards your country, I'm afraid. This is a difficult part of the world, and when she and the others see the peace and prosperity of Rh n, like spoiled children they feel they must destroy what they cannot create for themselves. You must forgive her, Prince Silrith, and understand that I, for one, wish you and yours nothing but happiness. In fact, I invite you to take whatever steeds you like from my herd. The only payment I ask in return is that you give my regards to your father, and tell him that G khan, Wind Lord of the Variags, calls him brother."As his hand dropped, the firelight glinted off something on his third finger. It was a silverring, set with six small white stones, and a larger stone in the center that at first glance seemed completely transparent, but to Morniel's sharp eyes at least, showed to be shot through with black veins. At the sight of it, her heart began to beat a little faster. She had seen a ring not unlike that once before, on a hand she longed to forget.G khan noticed her apprehension, and his smile softened somewhat. "And to you, Mistress, I bid the the warmest welcome to our village. It is long since I have looked upon the face of an elf maid, and never have I seen one so fair." Before she knew what had happened, the Wind Lord was directly in front of her, and was running a single finger down the long black braid that draped over her shoulder. "I did not think many of your kind remained in this world. No light within you, and shadows all around, closing in every moment. I wonder...if you might be persuaded to remain with us a while." His mouth closed, but in her mind Morniel suddenly heard his voice maliciously speak a single word to her.Nathya."That'll be enough of that, thank you. Ain't you folks ever learned to keep your hands to yourself?" Ida jumped to her feet and instantly moved to her friend's side, even going so far as to push the Wind Lord's hand away. "Only a villain puts his hands on a lady without askin' first. If he forgets that crucial bit, he usually finds himself short a hand." Her own fingers brushed the hilt of her knife as she stared fearlessly into his red eyes.For a moment, a shadow of rage passed the Wind Lord's face, but then he laughed again and stepped away from the two women. "I see you have a loyal handmaid with you, Mistress. Forgive my rudeness. I only wished to extend a welcome. My people would be eager to learn of any wisdom you might share with us. But perhaps I overstepped my bounds. Do forgive me."Lastly, he looked towards Fjollnir, and he seemed to draw himself up to an even greater height, almost towering over the N men rean. "And am I to take it that you are the leader of this little party?" he asked aloud.But in the N men rean's mind, G khan asked a different question.Welcome, Fjollnir. What business do you have with these people? Has The Great One sent you here with some message?

['Silrith', 'Mornielshivered']

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The Dawn Will Come (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

It had been dark for so long. Longer than he remembered. He felt like he was floating in nothingness before everything started to flicker back on."...dian...wake up...come on...guardian!" That was a voice he didn't recognize but it pulled him from the inky nothing and into the glaring sunlight. How long had it been? His memory banks were still fuzzy."Hey! There you are! Finally!" A little white pointed orb floated into his view with a single blue glowing eye."I was worried you'd never wake up, I've been looking for you everywhere. Before you ask, I'm a Ghost. What's better is I'myourGhost! You'll be seeing a lot more of me from now on." Levi looked around and stumbled back a bit. "What.. the hell..?" He asked. "What happened, where am I?" He asked. "You're outside the cosmodrome in Russia...you've...you've been dead for a really long time. But that's ok, because you were chosen by the Traveler! You'll never die again!" It told him. "I.. I'm dead?" He asked. His train of thought was cut by a piercing howl and the sound of metallic clanking quite a ways down the road from him. "Oh, we gotta go. I'll explain more later!" It said and vanished, "Don't worry, I'm not gone!" He said in Levi's head, "Just follow my directions, and we'll get you to the City!" After managing to stumble his way through the cosmodrome, Levi found himself looking out at the world from the view screens in his jumpship. The world had changed so much. How long had he been dead for? "I know it's a lot to take in...but you've been given a huge honor." His Ghost said, "You're a Guardian now...one of the Traveler's chosen. You have to protect those who can't protect themselves..." He made a noise. "I see.." He said. He didn't remember.. Anything, really. He remembered that he was an Exo. But not much else. "So...what's your name?" He asked gently, blue eye flickering, "I don't have one...kinda just called Ghost.." "Uh.. Levi, I think.." He made a noise. He looked and felt something dangling around his neck. He took it out from under his armor and looked. Leviathan 7 was etched into it. His Ghost moved closer and looked, "Leviathan 7..." He muttered before moving back some, "Is it alright if I call you Levi?" "Yeah.. I only remember being called Levi, so that works.." He said and tucked the tag back into his shirt. "Well it's nice to meet you offically." He said and moved to look out the view screen, "We're almost there, have you been to the..." He trailed off and stopped, "Sorry, you...probably don't remember..." He made a noise. "Probably not.. I vaguely remember something called The City.. No, the last city?" He shrugged a bit. "Yeah! Yeah, that's where we're going!" His Ghost became excited, "Good! Some things are coming back!" He nodded. "Cool.." He said When they reached the City, his Ghost transmatted him into the courtyard of the Tower. There were civilians and other Guardians just going about their business. He made a noise and looked around. This was all so strange. People wearing all manner of strange and beautiful armor, weilding even more strange and deadly manner of weapons. His armor was tattered, his gun in disrepair, ship about falling out of the sky. "Come on, let's go see Banshee...maybe he can get you a decent gun and some armor.." His Ghost said and slowly started to float off to guide him toward this Banshee character. He made a noise and followed, looking around at everything. This place was packed. Soon enough he got a better gun, and some better armor, and was even able to repair his ship. "There now, look at you! Much more like a Guardian now!" His Ghost said, "We're going to make a real good team." He smiled a bit. "Yeah, I think we will." He said. His Ghost spun happily, not paying attention and bumping into someone, "Oh!" He turned and looked up at a woman with blue hair and blue skin and glowing white eyes an Awoken, Levi remembered they were called. She looked annoyed, staring silently at the Ghost. "Sorry about that!" He said. She said nothing, looking at Levi briefly before giving a gentle shake of her head and resuming her walk. "She was scary..." His Ghost muttered, turning back to Levi. "Yeah, wonder what her problem was?" He asked to himself. She was pretty, though. "She was a warlock." He said, "They are a master of the elements. They can control their Light into solid elemental and void attacks. We can practice with yours sometime! There's Solar, Arc, and Void." "Warlock, huh..? Interesting.." He said. "Oh! Uh.. Yeah we can try out some elemental stuff, sure.." "A Titan without a Super isn't really a Titan." His Ghost said jokingly. He made a noise. "Titan? Is that my class?" He asked "Yeah! I knew from the moment I saw you. Look at you!" He circled Levi, "You're huge! And your armor is way better than a Hunter or a Warlock would wear." "Huh.. So.. What powers.. Do I have?" He asked. He and Ghost trained and tested new powers for quite some time. His powers began to evolve, and eventually, he found his class. Sunbreaker. Solar, the blazing hot energy of the sun. "You're getting better and better every time, Levi." His Ghost said. "I hope so.." He ssid. "You are, I can see it." He said. He then perked and ducked behind Levi's shoulder, "It's her...! The crabby warlock!" Levi looked around for a moment. "What? Where?" He asked. His Ghost moved to nudge a little to the left, and there she was. She was talking to her own Ghost, whose shell looked like a small Fallen Servitor. She was surrounded by the bodies of Dregs and Marauders. He made a noise. "Damn, she did all that?" "I guess so..." He muttered. She felt them staring and looked over, causing his Ghost to duck down again. She had that same annoyed look on her face as she looked at Levi with her glowing eyes. "Uh, hello?" He asked her. "Hello." She said, even though her tone was dull her voice made his servos fizzle. She suddenly lifted her hand cannon and pulled the trigger, popping a Dreg's head that reared up behind him. He drew his weapon and aimed at her. "Thanks for the assist but if you pull that stunt again, I swear." He said. She rose an eyebrow and lowered her cannon, "Your Ghost wouldn't even register you were dead if I were to pull that stunt again." She told him coolly. "Cute, sweetheart, I'd make sure the ghost goes first." He said. "Cute." Her Servitor Ghost appeared, mocking him."The first Titan I've met where his brain isn't actually in his muscles." The warlock said, "But you wouldn't get a shot off first, I've been at this a lot longer than you." "Yeah? You died in The Collapse too?" He asked, pulling back the hammer on his sidearm. Her eyes softened slightly, as if she felt bad to hear he had actually died before. But her expression didn't really change."No. Like I said, I've been at this a while. I know not to throw my life away like an idiot." "Oh yeah forgive me for dying at the foot of your fucking tower." He said "She did you a favor, bolt brain, you don't have to be a dick!""No, it's fine, Paraa. Now we know not to help the baby walk next time.""Narissa..." Paraa looked to her and she waved her hand."I will not tolerate a second threat. Point your gun at me again, and it isn't in Crucible, I will not hesitate to put you down." She told Levi. "I'd like to see you try, warlock." He said. "You will not live long enough to even realise I succeeded,Titan." She said and walked away. Paraa shifted her shell and the spikes pulsated threateningly before she followed Narissa. His Ghost suddenly got in his face."Why did you do that?!" "She shot at me, so I held my ground." He said. He flew to the dead Dreg that laid headless behind them."She shot at this!!At this, you dumbo!!" "A shot flew past me. I don't like bullets flying at me no matter what. Warn me the dreg is there, or I can take a hit." He said. "You!!" His shell spun angrily before he dipped slightly. "We could have been friends with her.." "Not fucking likely." He said, tugging his helmet off for a moment. "Cold as fucking ice, and with that edgy ass 'shoot first, explain later' bullshit?" He scoffed. "She noticed the Dreg before I did...I would rather have her shoot first, ask later than have her watch you get stabbed." He said, "She probably has a good reason for acting like that.." "Yeah and I have a damn good reason for acting like this." He said firmly. "Alright, alright.." He said, "Let's get out of here..." He made a noise and moved to tug his helmet back on. "Let's go back to the tower, I need a drink." "Assuming there's anythingto drink..." He replied and transmatted him to the ship. He made a noise and kicked back in the ship. Fucking warlock. They returned to the Tower and thankfully they didn't run into her again on their way to the noodle shop. Damn her for being so pretty and such a frigid bitch. Thankfully, the noodle shop had something stiff for him to drink. "Do you always drink your problems away...?" Ghost asked, "Does it even...do anything...?" "I don't know and right now I don't care, if it's all the same." He said. "Not really..." He muttered and rested on the counter, "You gonna be ok...?" "I'll be fine.." He said. "Alright...maybe we could find her in Crucible and shut her down?" He said. He paid for his drink and grabbed his rifle. "Sounds like a plan." He said. He shot up and followed him to Lord Shaxx. "Greetings, fellow Titan! Are you ready to test your might in my Crucible?" "Of course, Lord Shaxx." He said, moving quickly to his vault, swapping to a better loadout before heading into the crucible. "Do me proud, Guardian!" Shaxx called after him. He raised his fist and soon, they were off. When they entered the Crucible, his team splintered off to do their own thing. He was looking around, trying to see if she was there. He wasn't careless, he made sure to watch his back. He heard lightning crackle to his right and a Guardian scream. When he looked, he saw a Warlock with the Crown of Tempests and knew it was her. "You again." She sounded as bored as before. "Oh hey look we're in crucible." He said, switching to his autorifle and darting to cover before popping off some shots at her. A grenade dropped beside him and thunder clouds filled a good sized area around him, some lightning zapping at his armor and biting through. He hissed and roared as he charged out of cover. For a big guy, he was fast. Alarmingly so. He dashed forwards and spun, summoning a flaming hammer and making a hard connection with the side of her head. She flew into a wall and dented it, shimmering out and her Ghost catching her Light before vanishing."You got her!" He smirked to himself. "She'll be back. And she'll be pissed." He said. "Thanks, Ghost. Patch me up a bit, if you please? I gotta be ready." He said as he reloaded and went in search of ammo. He nodded and healed him up while he sat in cover. But as soon as he finished, there was a loud clap of thunder and Narissa landed with all her weight on top of Levi. Her body was crackling with lightning and she pumped all of her Stormcaller energy into Levi. It was the most intense pain he had ever felt in his life, he could feel his circuits overloading and frying as she cooked him inside his armor. He cried out in pain and smashed his hammer into her skull again, but he faded out. The score was even, and he couldn't have that. It stayed even the whole match, she wouldn't let him get close with her Mini Tool unless he used his Super. But then she would just come back with hers. He was angry. Beyond angry. His rocket launcher was out of ammo, his rifle couldn't hit her from this range. All this anger was built up, but he knew what to do. He could see her up in her snipers nest, so he rammed into the nearest guardian and obliterated them to charge his super. This felt different. Stronger. He was sprinting at her, ducking behind cover after cover. He summoned his super and smirked as it appeared as a massive, flaming warhammer. He ran to her area and smashed it into the ground, and a jet of fire shot up beneath her. She flew back and shimmered out. As she revived, the Crucible match ended. Her gut twisted and her chest tightened in shame."Narissa...?" Paraa asked gently. She said nothing, and Paraa transmatted her to her ship.Levi's Ghost was spinning in his shell."We did it!! We showed her who's boss!!" "Hell yes we did.. good job, buddy." H smiled and playfully nudged Ghost before leaving. If he could blush, he would, following Levi off, "We should celebrate!" "Yeah, we should!" He said. They went to the noodle shop and ordered the best noodles they had for sale. Levi couldn't be happier. He smiled and laughed, finally feeling better about this whole ordeal for the first time in a while. "What's up? Are you that happy?" He asked, resting on the counter. "Yeah, I guess I am.." He said with a smile. "That's great. You really are getting stronger...I've never seen a hammer that big before...only the small ones.." He chuckled a bit. "Yeah that was pretty unexpected.." "Pretty cool, I think you mean." He said, tone giddy. "Oh definitely." He said with a smile. Their rivalry continued on for a long time. Anytime they saw each other, they put each other in the ground. It was merciless. They ran into each other again on Nessus, both of them meeting in a Lost Sector. He couldn't see her face under her helmet but he could feel her rage.

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Sexy Turnabout (Candira & Decadence)

The late afternoon sunset cast an orange glow over Wright Co. Law Offices, warming the room, and basking everything with a golden hue. The chocolate, leather sofa in the waiting room remained unattended, begging to be used, without a crease in sight. Even after two days following his victory over Franziska von Karma, he could still feel the sting on his arms.Phoenix Wright relaxed back in his chair, pretending that everything was fine. He had to, since it was part of his duty as a lawyer to look professional. Mia had taught him that, and even though she wasn't around anymore, upholding her lessons has been his way of keeping her memory strong. He grimaced as he clasped his hands together behind the back of his neck. Those damn whip lashes still hurt, though. He could sure use a back massage right now.And then he suddenly thought of Maya Fey, his assistant. Now things were sure close a few days ago when he had barely been able to whisk her away from yet another chance at prison. If it weren't for that bullet hole in that evidence...then, he'd probably be alone in his office now. Phoenix pursed his lips at the thought. He had missed her even when she went off to the mountains, and hanging out with Ema surely didn't help either, since they both looked like twins, literally. Let's face it, he was slowly beginning to grow more fond of her. She was already maturing into a lovely young woman, and the way those lovely eyes sparkled whenever she spoke to him, clasping her hands together with that perky smile.He shook his head. No...she was only 17, he wouldn't. Besides, who would defend him if he was ever caught? Edgeworth? That was worth a laugh. Surely, the Chief would have killed him if he ever touched Maya. Speaking of the Chief, she was surely made of busty glory Okay, this was too much. Phoenix took a deep breath, smoothing back his swept hair with both hands. He had to admit at least to himself that it has been a long time since he's had any. You'd think an ace attorney like Phoenix Wright would be swimming in ladies by now, but life hasn't been easy, especially with the way things have been after Mia was murdered. Even then, trouble always had a strong nose for Maya, and he couldn't bear with the idea of losing her, not after what they've been through together already. It had only been a few short days since she was released from the detention center. Nick had saved her again. He always seemed to come through for her. Even when she doubted herself and her abilities he believed in her enough to prove her completely innocent. First the mess with her sister, and then this latest nightmare? He was easily the most dependable person she knew...and yet, most of his victories had been due to an extreme amount of luck. And her sister's help of course.Maya knew that she was something of a handful, but she had gone through such intense training to become more independent and better at her trade. And she had become stronger, but something in her still doubted that she had changed that much. Despite her being so happy about being free again and being able to be close to and help Nick, she felt a little sad. It was times like this when they had no clients and things were difficult for her big sister's protege that she felt the most lonely, the most useless."Oh, sis. I wish you were still here," she said softly, sighing. Well that was enough of her pity party. She decided to pay the man in question a visit to say thank you and see if there was anything she could do to help him. When she arrived at the office, she smiled and saw him at his desk. She felt the familiar tug of her sister's spirit and immediately had a flashback to the last time she'd seen her sister and the first time she'd met the budding attorney she'd taken under her wing. He was handsome in his own way, and she liked his personality well enough. They got along so well and had such a strong friendship. She was glad that her sister had had what little time she had with him."Hiya, Nick. You look kinda out of it. Is there something I can do to help you out?" She asked, cheerfully greeting him, though concern worked its way into her voice at the end. Phoenix held his composure when he saw Maya enter the room. He shook his head. "Oh, everything's fine, Maya. I've just been trying to relax after that tough case." He couldn't let her know about how he truly felt. It would just be...unprofessional. Really, he just ached all over and it wasn't only from that damn whip either. He had been all over town gathering evidence and talking to leads, so that simply took a lot out of him.He glanced at Maya's magatama jewel, suddenly feeling an urge to ask about it. "I'm curious, Maya. Do you feel what your spirits feel whenever you channel them?" It startled him at how abrupt his question came up, since he was usually not so prodding unless he was in the middle of a case, but ever since she's been bringing back Mia to help, he just couldn't help but feel disturbed in a strange, almost arousing way whenever she just changed before his eyes. Though she was a bit taken aback by his sudden question, Maya was glad to try to explain it to him. Clearly he wanted to know more about her and her family and her ways. It was such a thrill to watch his face as she told him something he didn't actually know already. Smiling she shook her head. "I don't keep my consciousness while a spirit is taking over me," she said, sitting down across from him. "You see, my soul temporarily steps out of my body so that the spirit I contact can use it. I can't feel or hear or see anything they do while they're in my body."Though she thought this had been explained at the trial, Maya was more than happy to teach him about her ways, though she couldn't share everything with him. It made her smile to know that he'd taken an interest. She was his friend, after all, and that was important to her. She liked to know about him as well. "Why the sudden curiosity, Nick? Still thinking about the case?" Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to open up a little, he thought. He brought his hands down to rest over the arms of his office chair. "Yeah, I haven't been able to think straight after that case. That Franziska nearly tore me apart. I just miss Mia, and I'm glad she came around to help when I was beginning to lose hope," he said. That was...more than he had expected to say. Still though, he felt lonely working on his own without hearing the steady voice of the Chief. He lacked experience, and during those stormy times, he just wished she were still around to lend him that voice of reason. While it wasn't exactly stormy right now, everything was just too calm. He did have Maya here, but she wasn't exactly Mia well, she was sometimes, but...He suddenly had an idea. He held it in his mind for a bit to allow Maya to respond with her own input on the matter. "That stupid girl," she said, pouting a little. Though she felt a grudging respect for Franziska for already being so mature and accomplished so damn sure of herself she felt a deep sense of annoyance toward her. Not only that, but she'd actually used a whip on poor Nick. Just because she was some kind of prodigy didn't give her the right...Sighing, she looked up at him for the first time with eyes that were evaluating what he needed. "At least she didn't hurt you too badly. Still, what was she thinking?"And then her sister came up. She frowned a little and looked down. "Yeah. Sis is good about looking out for me. You too. Both of you are such good people. But she's watching over us from the other side." She smiled softly at the thought and then looked up at him. "I miss her too. I wish...I wish I could bring her back sometimes. She always feels like she misses us too when her spirit contacts mine." He grimaced. Oh, how could he be so insensitive? "Maya, I'm sorry for bringing up your sister," he said, noticing her sudden bout of sadness. He rose from his seat and approached her. He spread his arms out and hugged the young acolyte, shrouding her in his smooth suit. "Yeah, it's been kind of rough working at it alone. I owe a lot to her, and I just hope that I've been doing enough to make her proud." He patted the back of her head. Thank goodness she was okay and here with him now. She was like his surrogate sister, and lately, it's almost as if she's become more. Phoenix had been an only child, though, but even then, he couldn't even imagine the pain Maya was going through at the moment, along with the burden she had to carry for her family line. It was a rare occurrence, but Maya loved when the young lawyer held her like this. She hugged him back, feeling so small. In the main scheme of things she was but a drop in the ocean, and she knew it, but when he held her like this...she felt more important somehow. It was so very comforting to have someone to care about her and hold onto her like this. She took in his scent as he held onto her. She was so glad to be back at his side instead of in the detention center, worrying about whether or not she would be condemned or not.She was safe here in his arms, and she loved it. She closed her eyes for a moment and said, "Of course you are. How could she not be proud of you?" Tears formed in the corners of her eyes as she wondered if she was doing enough herself. She kept that inside however, to ask Mia another time. Maya looked up at him and smiled a little. "You're the best, Nick. Of course she's proud." That said, the spirit medium drew herself up and looked into his eyes. "If you need proof, I'll just call her and ask her myself." "Y you would?" He asked, suddenly feeling a slight tremble erupt in him. Phoenix sometimes forgot that the little girl was in fact a channel for any spirit she chose to summon, and her body would change to accommodate said spirit. That made her potentially anybody, but most importantly, that also made her Mia at the same time. So in a sense, holding her was like holding Mia as well. He felt a sudden pang of ecstasy as he held her in his arms. "That, would be great if you could do that for me," he said, feeling his heart tremble. "And don't forget about yourself, Maya. I wouldn't have made it this far without you!"He noticed the tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "Whoa, are you crying?" He lifted a finger to the corner of her eyes, gently wiping them away. It was clear to him now that his relationship with her had progressed beyond a professional, client assistant role. In the beginning, he had found her to be so cute and adorable in a kid sister kind of way, but after a while, it just dawned on him that she was growing up before his eyes, blooming into an attractive woman like her sister, while still maintaining that adorable innocence. It was hard to believe she was around the same age as Franziska, but Maya was far more likable. At the very least, she never carried large chips on her shoulder that she liked to coax by whipping people into submission. She nodded, understanding what it was like to want to talk to her sister, to need to and not be able to. It was like slow torture, knowing that she would never have the same kind of connection with Nick that her sister had. But maybe that was for the best? After all, she was only seventeen. She wasn't ready to handle whatever feelings Mia had had for her protege. She wiped her tears away when he noticed them and shook her head a little, her throat tight."Nope. I just miss talking to my sis, that's all. I wish I could talk to her too. I can only really sense her, you know? So if I call her, you have to promise me that you'll ask her something for me, okay?" She smiled and cleared her throat. "Ask her if she's proud of me too." It was one thing for Nick to be grateful, but entirely another for him or her sister to be proud of her. That said, she left the comfort and relative safety of his battered arms and stepped away, folding her hands in prayer so that she could summon the incredible Mia Fey. "I'll promise, Maya. You have my word."So it was going to happen again. This time, it was going to occur directly before him instead of it being an abrupt surprise. That sense of anticipation brought along a brief shiver as he stood there and watched her summon Mia's spirit. He could only stand there, feeling giddy at the chance to see his mentor again. Was it right to feel this way? It certainly frightened him how he could be seeing this as more than just a simple, professional engagement. The Chief had a way of seeing right through him, and he was suddenly feeling guilty about making Maya go through with this. He felt like he was taking advantage of her somehow, but maybe she could sense his loneliness as well, and she did so to help him. Maya was the sweetest. If only he could repay her some way in return. He just needed to be bold, and he needed some guidance right now.A long, flash of light blinded him. He rose his arms up to cover his eyes. They stung from the sudden glow, and after blinking it away, he saw her. His heart began beating rapidly in his chest again, picking up an even greater pace than before. A taller, slender silhouette stood in place of where Maya was, and it would take Phoenix at least a few more seconds to materialize the figure, but he could already feel her presence."C chief?" He asked. Once the light surrounding her vanished, the woman in front of him was revealed to be the very person he wanted to see most in the world. Her signature foxy grin was on her face as she greeted him, pleased to see that he had done so well. Her body always felt strange when she wore the acolyte's uniform partially because this one was a bit too small for her bust size and a little shorter than she might have liked, and partially because of the fact that she'd forgone the uniform in order to seek out justice for her mother's humiliation. A thing that her protege had accomplished for her. He had her eternal gratitude."Well, it's nice to see you again, Phoenix." She smiled, crossing her arms over her chest. "Congratulations on winning your latest case. Thank you for keeping my little sister out of trouble...as best you can anyway." It was so good to see him again, but he looked so tired. She could see the loneliness in his eyes and how much this new prosecuter was taking her toll on him. She would never tell Maya about her feelings for Phoenix they'd been budding since his first case but deep down she wished that she could have filled that void for him. "You look tired." Phoenix gulped. Her busty physique swelled out of Maya's robes, and by crossing her arms, she only emphasized their weight. Her legs seemed to travel forever up, until she was closer to his size a far cry from Maya's height. Not that he liked comparing the two sisters it was impossible not to, since it was literally Mia coming out of Maya's body. He could still not get over that idea. His face turned red as he brought his hand to the back of his neck to scratch it."It's, nice to see you too, Mia!" He said, feeling his arms. He always felt the Chief was way out of his league. An older woman wouldn't ever want to date a younger guy, especially her own protege. And besides, she appeared to be more attracted to the more rugged types anyway, and not someone as green and wet behind the ears as he was. But still though, Mia was certainly a sight to behold, and he had always admired her with the utmost respect. "That last case had me whipped!" He said, chuckling nervously.Despite his desire to keep things professional, he did have a lot of feelings bottled up for her. She chuckled at his nervousness. After all they'd been through, he was still embarrassed. She couldn't help but think him charming, despite the fact that she was a bit older than him. She took a step closer and put a hand on his arm, testing him to see how sensitive it was. She had been present for the great whipping Franziska had bestowed upon him. It was a wonder her protege was still standing at all. The fact that he'd gone down at some point made her frown. Poor guy was taking an awful lot of abuse."I just want you to know that I'm proud of you, Phoenix. You've learned a lot, even without my help. But you shouldn't push yourself too hard. Now and then you need to take some time to take care of yourself." She smiled and nodded, letting him go. "You've done very well. And I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me and my family." She flashed that foxy grin of hers again, wondering what was on his mind that was making him so nervous. He grit his teeth from her soft touch on his arm. He didn't mind feeling more of that. "Maya was wondering if you felt the same way about her too. You know, about being proud of what she's done." He couldn't forget Maya but actually, how could he? Mia was was wearing the purple summoner's robes, along with the large beads over her neck after all."And thank you, Mia," he said, noticing the mole beside that foxy smirk of hers. It was inviting as much as it was enticing. His heart continued to punch in his chest. This really was a first, wasn't it? Channeling Mia when they weren't in the middle of a case. He hoped she wouldn't suspect anything. But since Maya had gone through so much trouble already to summon her, it was probably best he took the risk and let her know how she felt."I I have a confession to make Mia," he said. His hands closed into fists. "I've always found you very a attractive, Chief, and that is why I wanted to see you." Mia blinked at the mention of her sister's insecurities. Her face softened and she smiled, nodding again. "Of course I'm proud of her. She's done a good job of taking care of you for me. And she's been very helpful for you. Besides all that, she's grown up quite a bit. I'm glad she has you to keep her out of trouble, too."Next came the "confession." Mia knew he thought she was attractive, much like she knew that other men thought so too. She often used this to her advantage, and had done it once or twice to Phoenix. She grinned and chuckled a little. "You wanted to see me just because I'm attractive? I'm not sure I should be flattered, but it's nice to hear, I suppose." Since she was here, though she may as well tell him. "I always thought you were pretty attractive yourself, Phoenix." "You're not bluffing, are you, Chief?" He chuckled again. He couldn't really believe what she had just said. "It's one of the things I've learned from you, and it's come in handy in court." His fists then began to tighten. "Really, though, I I really want to hug you Chief. Franziska's whips...they kind of made me think of you not in a bad way, of course! But how I would serve under you." She blinked, frankly shocked that the kind of pain Franziska inspired with that whip of hers would call up thoughts of her. "How...you would serve under me?" she frowned a bit, not understanding entirely what that meant. "I'm not sure I get it, Phoenix. You want to hug me?" She tilted her head curiously. "Well I suppose that would be alright. But I'm still not sure how any of this links together." Frankly, it didn't. It might of emphasized her role as a mentor and his sense of loyalty for her, but really, the whips had been a catalyst at most, not necessarily a representation of their relationship. However, he always felt that Mia was in a more dominant role, so that may explain things. He shook his head. "Never mind that, Mia," he said, regaining some composure to make more sense. "I've just been feeling tense lately following that trial, and I was wondering if you could help me relax." He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts again.She could probably sense how indirect and shy he was being, and he was afraid that it would repulse her. Despite having made her proud in the courtroom, Phoenix felt a large cavity in his personal life he was finding very difficult to fill, and it seemed to only expand, consuming him from the inside. Mia was always the initiator when it came down to it. She had been planning to set the ball in motion when she was alive, but her life had been cut short. She'd only just begun to allow herself to feel anything for her protege when it had happened. He was a promising student, and, now that he'd had some time to mature with some high profile cases, a bright star. Despite the fact that she was proud of him, she felt a sense of longing. She knew what it was to live with long hours that ate away at you. What it was to feel alone, even when someone was with you. It was why she understood what he was asking of her, and why she'd decided to initiate something on her own.Mia took a step closer to him and pulled him close to her in a hug, much like the one he'd given to her little sister moments ago. She had her arms around his shoulders, her eyes closed. She could feel him pressed warmly against her. The beautiful barrister took in his familiar scent and just relaxed for a moment. Mia had always hoped to spare him this kind of sadness and stress. The emptiness in his personal life. But she was dead, so now all she could hope to do was what she could with the time she had."You want my help relaxing?" she asked, pulling away enough to look at him. "Alright then. Close your eyes." He gasped as she embraced him, the gesture was so unexpected and sublime. Phoenix never had the best luck with women. His last lover had been Dollie, and they knew how that had turned out. His fists softened, allowing his fingers to spread out. He rose his arms around her waist, pulling her in to snugly press against him. He could feel Maya's thick sash wrapped around there below her bust. He may have been hugging Mia, but it was still Maya's body, and he could smell her scent. It was strange, yet incredibly soothing.After that, she pulled away, looking into his blue eyes. He nodded. And then he closed his eyes. The absolute trust that was between them only made him seem sweeter. She smiled softly and pressed her hand against his chest, her fingers splayed out absorbing the heat there. For a moment, she enjoyed the feel of his heart beating beneath the warm, sturdy feel of his chest. It was something she'd always wondered about. She smiled and brought her other hand up over his chest, sliding up the soft shirt before she reached his shoulder. The hand on his heart followed suit. Gently she started to rub away the tension held there, still close to him. Mia had always wanted someone to do something like this for her when she was alive...but now that she was gone, there was no need for it. She simply rubbed away beneath his jacket before she slowly and carefully slid it off and set it on what used to be her desk.He looked more vulnerable now, and she found that irresistible. She smiled softly and loosened the tie around his neck a bit, smiling at the color he'd chosen. It always seemed to be a red tie. Some things never changed. And then, because she just couldn't hold back anymore, and because it had been something she'd always wanted to do, she gently pulled his lips to hers using the silky material of his tie. It was a soft kiss at first, one that he could easily break if he wanted to. Darkness. That was all he could see at first. Mia's presence was powerful, and he could just sense her around him, nearing him like a magnetic pulse. When he felt her palm over his chest, he shivered, keeping his eyes shut before calming down some. Then he felt her massage his shoulder, squeezing the tension away. His muscles were tight at first, flexing, and stiff, until they began to relax wherever the Chief's hand went. His heart raced in his chest, and all he could do was utter a slight moan as she removed his coat.And then she did the unexpected. He felt his necktie loosen its grip around his neck, before suddenly growing taut, dragging his face forward. And then he felt lips. It was a light touch, but the kiss had been inviting enough to welcome more. Phoenix didn't want to go back. He wanted to fall forward into this supple wall of curves and voluptuous softness. He felt himself rising from down there, growing hot, thickening with a yearning urge for her.His arms rose up, feeling Maya's robes, feeling the soft curves bulging from under them. She was tight, burgeoning from the fabric that was a few sizes too small. Then his arms wrapped around her, pulling her against him. He breathed out, pressing deeper into the kiss, nibbling on those soft, thick lips before tracing the corner of her mouth. He felt the mole scratch against his lip. It was a tiny, obtrusive bump, like the small rivets holding jeans together, but having it rub against his skin was a whole lot different than seeing it. He never opened his eyes throughout the entire embrace thus far. So she'd been right about Wright after all. He'd carried a little torch for her this whole time. She sighed in pleasure as he leaned into the kiss, deepening it a bit as his arms wrapped around her. She let him nibble her lips and pressed against him, enjoying the safety and warmth of his embrace. The need and the desire he was radiating soaked into her, and she very much wanted to give him what he wished for. Mia had always liked seeing how far she could push it before pulling back, but Phoenix...he was different. She wanted to play with him a little, but she didn't want to pull back.Slowly, she pulled her lips away from his. Her delicate fingers took the place of her lips and she smiled softly, gently sliding off the tie and tossing it on top of his jacket. Her hand slid from his lips down to his chest and then both were at his shoulders again, rubbing out the tension. She wondered if he would take a little initiative of his own and kiss her again. "Relaxing, Phoenix?" she asked, her voice a bit more husky than she had intended. She couldn't help what she felt for him. The attraction was more powerful now that the two of them weren't fighting for someone else's life.Slowly, Mia slid her hands back down his chest and started to unbutton the top buttons of his dress shirt, happy to help him relieve his dress er, stress. His eyes opened after he felt her lips break away. He just couldn't believe what was happening. Before today, he could only dream of a moment like this, but here he was now, standing here with her, having kissed the woman who had occupied his dirty thoughts during those lonesome nights at home. He could only watch her with widened eyes as she removed his tie, growing more excited with every stroke of her finger.His breathing was now ragged. He could hear his heartbeat echoing in his head as he felt his dress shirt loosen from her unbuttoning. He nodded at her. "Y yes, I am, Chief," he said, not sure whether to address her by her name or by a more professional gesture. Actually, he wasn't sure if all of this was helping him relax more, with him feeling more nervous and tense than before. His open hands around her back were tight again, nearly sweating from her warm touch. My God did she feel so soft up close. She chuckled softly and stopped unbuttoning the shirt once it was down to his collar bone. Her eyes looked back up into his and she shook her head. "You'll never convince the judge with that kind of answer," she said with a smirk. "Be confident, Phoenix. Make me believe you or tell the truth. I thought you'd gotten better at bluffing." She was only teasing, but she wondered what he would do. "Just relax and let it happen," she said with a smile, her lips gently brushing against his neck, her kisses gently trailing up and down as he held her close. He was so cute when he was flustered. He uttered a small cough, clearing his throat. He loved how little she made him feel, while instilling him with confidence. It was like a sexy teacher going down on her student as a reward. They said dogs learn better with rewards, rather than punishment, and people weren't so different. And my, what a reward this was."How is this for conclusive evidence," he said, gripping the large purple ribbon tightly wound around her waist. He pulled at it, undoing the knot. As he did that, his lips returned to hers, kissing them with added fervor. She hadn't been expecting him to rise to her challenge just yet, but she couldn't deny that she was pleased. She moaned softly as he kissed her again, more passionately this time. She kissed him back and closed her eyes, her heart racing as he tugged on Maya's obi and it came undone with the top portion of her robes, her soft, firm breasts more exposed as she pressed against his chest. A rush of excitement passed through her as she kissed him back, responding to his hunger. Her arms went around his neck as she longed to keep him there as long as she could. Phoenix was full of surprises his reputation was built around it in court for the most part, but in bed, he would have to let things unfold since he wasn't quite sure. What he was sure of was the sheer weight of Mia's large breasts pressed firmly against him, ready to spill out of that robe. He was already hard by the time he heard her moan, his erection pointed tall from behind the rise of his zipper, and her heavy bust wasn't helping with the suppression of it either.His hand felt alongside the small of her back as the rest of the purple sash fell away to the ground. His hand trailed down the curve, and then up the soft bump of her ass, traveling until he reached where the robe ended and the skin of her thigh appeared. It was more like a mini skirt now with Mia wearing it, as compared to before, when it nearly reached Maya's knees.His fingers curved around the shelf of her round cheek and gripped her there, grabbing both skin and fabric. He wondered about what she wore under, and whether or not Maya was wearing anything down there at all. He also began to question whether the underwear was able to accommodate the extra size Mia put into it. Wasn't she constrained, or did it already rip?It only brought along more excitement as he pondered the thought while coiling around her tongue, feeling her hot saliva melt him like candle wax over a fire. Phoenix groaned, hugging into her, moaning like a little boy as he felt her chest flatten against him. Did he long to suck on them. Those teats of lawful majesty and magnificence. There would be no objection to that, your honor. Mia pressed against him , letting the thick sash fall to the ground, the robe she wore on top slowly falling open the more they moved together. Her tongue battled with his and she moaned softly as his hands traveled. His touch sent a hot pulse of need shooting into her stomach where it coiled. And then he had her ass in his hand. She shivered a bit as she pressed against him, so needy. She knew the effect she was having on him, and she was thrilled to know that he was every bit as magnificent in court in size.Maya, as it turned out, did not wear panties when she was practicing channeling. Now, was no exception. That left the lovely Mia completely defenseless beneath her first later of clothes. Her body was hot and the cooler air of the office soothed it little as her fingers worked feverishly to finish getting him out of his shirt. Despite the fact that she was ready to tear it off, she held herself in check not wanting to rush things or scare him. She let them unfold as she pulled on the white material until it was out of his pants and slowly working down his arms, which she spent some time getting to know in the process. He mumbled out a series of moans as he felt her press into him. Phoenix just stood there as their tongues danced, smacking his lips against hers. His hand remained where it was, gripping half the garment and the skin of her thigh at the same time. The once solid wrapping of her kimono was now loosening away, feeling more like a curtain draped over her than the tightly wound garment it once was.His other hand slithered up her side and felt against the side of her breasts as they were flattened against his chest. He pressed his thumb against the soft flesh, pinching the excess boob bulging from the right side. "Oh, Chief. You're so...large," he said, blushing from his rather daft description as he gasped for air from their kiss. He didn't know what to do at the moment all he wanted to do was wait for what the Chief wanted to do next as he continued to enjoy the moment. He couldn't imagine what she would have in store for him. Soft strangled groans escaped her as he kissed her so passionately. She rubbed against him a little more and, her soft skin pressing against his hard chest. As his hands cupped her ass, Mia grinned and shivered, his other hands ran up and down her sides, and then up and down the sides of her breasts. she chuckled at his comment and once her lips were free, she kissed down to his neck, enjoying him, her soft hands running up and down his back. "Mmm, well I hope I can say the same for you," she teased.Her lips traveled up and down the sensitive skin of his neck to his earlobe, which she nibbled lightly. "I've wanted to do this for awhile now. I'm going to enjoy it." She smiled and kissed his lips one more time before kissing down the other side of his neck and to his collar bone, rubbing her apprentice's shoulders. He could only utter a small cry from the excitement of feeling the Chief rub her sexy body against him. She accompanied it with her warm lips, and if he could, he wouldn't have minded if they continued to do this until he'd orgasm, but that wouldn't be fair. He could feel himself blush from her mention of size. He was shy about how big it would get when he was aroused, much like how he was now. It was now very apparent how much it stuck out from between his legs as he felt Mia's soft curves against him. "I don't know," he said. "You might want to find out since my pants can't contain them anymore."Phoenix could only stand there and shiver as he felt her lips work up the neck towards his ear. He closed his eyes, groaning while he grit his teeth to remain calm. He still could not get over the fact that this was happening. "Please, Chief, don't enjoy yourself too much," he said, feeling her teeth against his earlobe. When he felt her hands against his shoulders, it relaxed him, elevating him from the thought of her actually biting his ear off. It reminded him of being at the barber and feeling those thin, sharp scissors snip around his ear. Mia thrilled in the way his erection fit against her soft curves. He was impressive, as he was in most ways. It became apparent that he was just as happy about this situation as she was. She continued on her journey down his body, her lips traveling along his collar bone down to his chest, rubbing his shoulders again. "Mmm, don't just stand there, Phoenix," she groaned, sliding down his body just a little. "Touch me."Her delicate, clever fingers reached down between them and undid his pants to give him some relief. His hands shuddered to life, tentatively reaching up with palms stretched wide open. He pressed them forth into the soft expanse of her breasts, squeezing them in unison, twisting his grip around as he held her from over the wrinkling robe. Those same fingers one of which he swung at prosecutors whenever he felt a need to make an objection lost themselves in the sheer weight of her chest. He began slowly at first, nervously, before losing himself in the utter joy of massaging the Chief's breasts, watching the bumps of her nipples poke through the sheets of her kimono, disappearing from a wrinkle and then reappearing whenever he stretched the cloth over them.Phoenix was so stiff that by the time she undid his pants, he was afraid she'd have trouble pulling them down. He was jutting up in such a way that it looked embarrassingly obvious. He was used to suppressing his male urges. His shirt was oftentimes tucked, leaving his groin area in plain view of jurors whenever he was defending his clients, so letting himself go like this wasn't something he was used to, and it showed...both in the force of his erection and the redness blushing its way across his cheeks. He was still technically working at the moment, and the door to the office was unlocked, so doing this while anybody could potentially walk in felt so risque."Chief..." he said, his eyes nearly lost in a trance. "Please...do whatever you'd like to me." He wanted her to do those naughty things he fantasized her doing to him whenever he had the time to put them together. Mia was always on top, and he was her subordinate and protege. It was a stark contrast to his relationship with Maya, which was in some ways, the complete opposite. With Maya, he was always in charge and was the big brother in the equation, but right now, he wanted to surrender to her mighty big sis, his dignity be damned.He took a few slow steps forward, nearing them towards the chocolate, decadent couch, before turning so his back faced the soft, brown leather. He nearly tripped from his fallen pants bundled around his ankles. Mia intended to take her time with Phoenix. After all, she didn't get to spend much quality time with him outside of court. Now, she decided, was her time to reward him for all his hard work defending her. Time to pleasure him and let him do the same for her. She moaned softly as his hands ran over her large breasts, shivering as he played with her from under the robe she wore. It thrilled her to see him taking initiative as well as he moved them toward the couch. His desire to let her have her way with him seemed contradictory, but she knew he really did want her to do things to him. He would have his wish. She pushed him down onto the couch with relative ease, his pants tripping him up. She saw him straining the material of his pants and even that she'd made him blush.Apparently it was her lot in life to always get her way with men. Then again, she was dead, so it might have been a frustrated Phoenix's fault that he was such a pushover. She smiled at him and leaned down over top of him, kissing his lips softly before they started on a slow journey down his body. He could only groan in a glory of pleasure while sitting back on the smooth couch with this goddess leaning over him, kissing her way down. He wanted to feel more of her her weight on top of him, so he brought his hands up to grip her around the waist, pulling her down over his lap."Mia," he moaned in between their smothering lips. His eyes closed as he arched his neck back from the feel of her puckered lips moving down him. His bundle of pants laying beside his ankles felt like shackles. It felt so appropriate for the situation. The sound of her name did something to her when it came from him. She shivered a bit and kissed his neck, nipping and suckling there as she moved down. Her body moved down on top of his as he pulled her down. Mia licked him as she nipped at his shoulder and then his collar bone and continued down. "Phoenix," She said softly. He'd come a long way from just being a client, and now her protege. He was an accomplished lawyer. He wouldn't need her much longer, and she wanted to leave him with something to remember. Something more pleasant than her death. The feel of his name brushing against his skin caused goosebumps to rise, accompanying the cold shiver she brought out of him. He really did miss her. There were times when the cases would back him into a corner, and he would feel so alone and overwhelmed. It was the memory of Mia's words which brought him to the light in the tunnel, and Maya was the link which kept her close. Now, she was licking and teasing him, leaving more than just a passing impression. He not only needed Mia, he simply wanted her as well. The last thing he ever needed was to see her for the very last time for sure.He spread the skin of her legs over his exposed thighs, meshing their softness while the rudimentary miniskirt slipped up, exposing more of Mia for him to feel. The hem rose, like a curtain, and Phoenix could only anticipate what he'd see next of her.His fingers went up and combed its way up her hair, hoping to undo that knot Maya always kept her hair up with. Her silky strands felt warm and welcoming to his fingers. He could only want more. She shivered a bit, the mini skirt riding up and baring even more of her creamy thighs. She kissed down to his boxers, her fingers playing with him through the light material. Her lips and tongue stayed teasingly at his waistline. Her hands ran up and down his stomach and chest, enjoying every minute of it. Mia had always wondered what it might be like with him, and now that she had the chance to explore, she intended to leave nothing unexamined. He would know all of her before tonight was over and vice versa. He pulled that knot out of her hair, slipping it free so he could watch her hair fall down like how she once looked. Now, she was missing her black suit, but Phoenix could settle for the summoner's robes instead.He couldn't take being teased for long. His nipples stood erect for her while he felt her hands smooth over his chest and belly. His breathing grew ragged as he looked down at her. With one hand, he reached over and explored the contour of her ass, sliding down toward the heat from between her legs. There, he peeled back the robe to expose her behind before sliding his fingers down, exploring her nether region, finding her forbidden lips. He prodded at her, rubbing his fingers against where her slit may be, spreading two fingers apart and swirling his fingers around its surrounding area.He slipped down his boxers at the same time, causing his elongated member to swing back and slap him against his navel as it got caught in the hem of his shorts. Uncircumcised and extra sensitive at the tip, he was nervous what the Chief had in store for his impressive length. The tip was jacketed in a thin layer of skin, and she was free to pull that layer back and play with the shiny bulb of a head any way she pleased. He was baring himself to the Chief now, and he was willing to accept anything she had planned for him.

['Von', 'Edgeworth', 'Wright', 'Fey', 'Franziska', 'Ema', 'Karma']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/109432/

Hot Springs after a mission (Trap x Firestarter09)

Hinata and Sakura had been on a mission that had taken several weeks, they'd had to trek through forests in wind and rain, shiver in the freezing cold, bake in the scorching sun, fight whilst tired and hungry, but finally the mission had been a success. Unfortunately the journey back, despite the new route they had taken to try and make the journey a little more comfortable, was hardly any better, the weather having gotten even worse in some places. About halfway though, whilst trekking through yet another forest, the two girls had come across an abandoned Hot Springs resort. It looked like nobody had been here for at least 10 years, but the structure was still pretty intact, making it potentially a warm and dry place to spend at least one night if not maybe a few, whilst the springs themselves were natural, meaning the water was still hot and clean looking.Hinata had volunteered to search through the main building, finding at least one room for the two of them that was intact, and to see if she could find some still intact blankets they could use. She was just as tired as Sakura, her clothes were just as tattered, but Hinata being Hinata, she'd made the offer to let Sakura head straight for the springs. "Really, I insist" Hinata bowed her head gently, then turned to head away from the springs and back into the building to begin her search, leaving Sakura to finally embrace the first chance they'd had to relax in over a month. Sakura sighed and briefly glanced around, the pinkette was on the brink of collapse so much time had been spent traveling that her body was getting worn out. The constant fighting and trekking did nothing to help her clothes which were more patched up than anything at this point. Slowly she slid out of her clothing letting her athletic body shine and gleam in the mist produce by the hotsprings, her abs glistened and feet slowly entered the water.Lower and lower.She would soon rest with only her head visible above the water, eyes closed an relaxation moving through her. As Hinata began to search through the building she eventually managed to find what appeared to be the largest of the bedrooms, clearly one that had been set up for richer guests, it was much bigger than the others and, fortunately, also seemed to be in the best condition. There didn't appear to be any holes in the wall or ceiling meaning that the rain hadn't gotten inside. Even better, the storage cupboard was filled with not only extra pillows and blankets but several comfortable looking Kimono's so the girls would at least have a comfortable change of clothing during their time here. "Ah, this is perfect" She smiled and pulled some things out, taking time to make up the bed. Sure, she and Sakura would have to share, but the bed was huge, it would very easily accomodate 5 or 6 people laying next to one another.Outside Sakura would find the water to be a perfect temperature. Hot enough to start washing away the stress and aching in her bones and muscles, but not too hot that it would be uncomfortable. The water itself was clean and pure, nearly unnaturally so, even as it seemed to wash away the dirt and grime from Sakura's body the water never seemed to dull. Of course what neither girl realised was that this hot spring had been abandoned for a very good reason. Someone very very powerful had placed seals and curses upon the water of this place, though those seals and curses had corrupted and twisted over the years, their original purpose long since forgotten, instead now with.....other...effects. The curses were varried and corrupting, changing and pleasing. They would serve there new purpose and master soon enough, Sakura who had drifted off into a light sleep had her head fall below the water immediately she swallowed a large amount of water which woke her up eyes darted around in a panic as she quickly surfaced and pulled herself out of the water. As she came onto dry land she would splash some of the spring onto clothing while panting heavily. "Oh god I could've drowned." She commented to herself in a light panic, she then proceed to cough up some water before standing up and looking back at the pool of water. "Stupid Sakura, falling asleep." She ran her hand along her temples and furrowed her pink brows in annoyance before entering the water once more. This time she made sure she wasn't going to pass out.As the girl rested once more in the water a tingle would run along her legs, the tingle was subtle and small and seemed to do nothing at first. Yet if one listened closely they could hear the sound of skin and bone stretching. Hinata hadn't heard Sakura's near miss, the still solid walls around the suite keeping out the noise from outside. Even if any muffled noise had come through, Hinata had been humming to herself as she got the room ready, making sure the bed had clean sheets, clean blankets and pillows, cleaning up the dust all around the room so that the two of them could spend a few comfortable days here resting. Nobody would really know they had taken a break, plus the mission had been accomplished successfully, so a few days detour wouldn't do any harm. By the time Hinata was finished Sakura had recovered herself and gotten back into the water. "Ok...finally done" Hinata smiled softly to herself, then picked up some folded towels and Kimono's turning around to head back outside."Sakura!" Hinata called out as she emerged from the building. "I've got towels. I couldn't really find clothes, but I at least found some Kimonos so we would have something else to wear" The girl stopped and blinked as she heard an odd noise piercing the quiet night air. "Hm? What's that sound? I've never heard anything like it before" Sakura groans as she loses track of time, her mind was so far off that she had failed to notice that she had gained height that her body was stretching outwards into a taller, more dominate and womanly appearance. Her bones practically snap and break apart before reforming into a much stronger structure, and the water she had swallowed earlier had entered her Chakra tainting and changing it. Her nails extended over time as her silky straightish hair began to fuzz up a bit. "Ngh, so good, ny ." She'd moan unaware of the changes and fate that would befall her friend Hinata.Hinata would want to follow the source of the noise, see where it would take her. Hinata blinked as she heard Sakura starting to make some other noises, though it was difficult to see the girl through the steam coming from the water in the cool night air, so the changes in Sakura's hair weren't really noticeable. "Sakura? Are you alright?" The black haired girl carefully moved a little bit closer, was this how Sakura relaxed? After how tense the mission had been it may not have been too surprising that Sakura couldn't help making a few noises of delight at her body finally being relaxed. "I've got some towels and clothes when you want to get out" Hinata carefully set the items down by the edge of the water, then looked at it. The prospect of getting naked, even infront of another girl, was embarassing, but there wasn't much option if she wanted to get into the water, and she so wanted to get in.After hesitating for a few more moments, Hinata carefully began to undress, being extra careful with her clothes since they were already damaged and she didn't want to damage them further. Slowly her smooth, flawless skin was revealed, her already large breasts not sagging even slightly as they were released from her clothing, the large fleshy orbs practically defying gravity. Finally though she was naked, and moved to carefully slip into the water not too far from Sakura. Sakura groaned and moaned lightly as her mind was overtaken by a strange new feeling, any doubt within her was washed away along with some inhibitions. Her right hand moved southward and ran along her wet snatch, teasing and playing with it as the water warmed just a bit more. Her hair continued to lose it straightness amd became more fuzzy as the cartilage in her ear began to pop and change. "Ngh ." She heard nothing from her friend and bit her lips as her thighs begam to tingle.Hinata would feel a wonderful tingle run along her spine as she took the first dip into the water. As Hinata had gotten into the water the steam in the area seemed to increase, the water releasing not just more steam, but it was thicker too, keeping the two girls obscured from each other for anything more than a basic outline, though it could easily be attributed to the cold night air against the hot spring water.Hinata shivered as she felt a tingle run up her spine, but the tingling didn't stop. Instead it seemed to start spreading through more of her body, rushing all through her at first, before beginning to settle in various specific parts of her body. First was two spots in her back, just beneath her shoulders. Next the tingle started to focus at the base of her spine, then on two spots along the top of her head.The girls body started to grow hotter, especially within her chest. Hinata didn't even realise that the increasingly thick steam was starting to come from her, more specifically when she breathed out she was exhaling incredibly hot air.Because of the steam Sakura wouldn't be able to notice the details of what was happening, even if she did look over at Hinata. All she'd see was the outline of Hinata leaning forwards, at least to begin with. The changes to Hinata's body began beneath the waterline, the girl releasing a soft groan as the tingling at the base of her spine increased, the skin around the area beginning to harden and change into a red colour, scales beginning to form just above the girls firm, round butt. A moment later something seemed to start pushing out of her, the shape quickly forming into a tail, a red scaled tail that was rapidly growing longer beneath the waterline. At the same time the skin around Hinata's belly was growing harder and changing colour as well, along with the skin down the sides of her legs, red scales rapidly beginning to form all over parts of Hinata's body. Sakura wasn't looking, or thinking, or caring at the moment to even give an ounce of attention to Hinata. No, Sakaura was to focused on pleasing herself and enjoying the strange feeling washing over her body.*POP!* *CRACK!* *CREAK!*She'd gained a few inches of height to her form pushing her from her height of five foot two to a height five foot six with no signs of stopping. Her ears continued to change becoming more pointed and sliding up a bit with every other change, a pressure formed on her tail bone."Mmm ! Y yes!" She let out a happy moan as her fingers slipped into her snatch, teasing and playing with her tight walls as pressure built up within her mouth. She let out a longer louder moan as her canines changed,*CRACK!* *CRACK!* *POP!* Her canines lengthened, became sharper, more catlike. Hinata could hear the strange noises echoing through the night air from somewhere in the mist, but her mind wasn't quite processing them. Her own mind had started to become clouded by confusion, and a sensation of lust unlike any she had felt before. Her entire body was beginning to heat up in more ways than one. She hadn't realised the tail growing from the base of her spine, nor did she notice that two spots on her back were beginning to bulge, her own bones popping and cracking as new joints began to form, entirely new bones began to rapidly grow and sprout, pushing her back out, the skin also rapidly becoming red and scaly, hunching forward and moaning lewdly as the wings began to take form.At the same time Hinata's arms and legs were beginning to grow, the bones lengthening, forcing the muscles to tear and heal over and over, not just lengthening them but strengthening them too. In her spin new vertebrae began to form, causing her spine to lengthen quite rapidly. The originally 5 ft 2 inch tall girl was beginning to grow quite rapidly. In barely 2 minutes her body had grown to almost 7 feet in height. "Nn nnngh!!" Hinata gasped and suddenly threw her head back, the tingling heat beginning to focus in her breasts now. The girl had already been well endowed, but now even her chest was starting to rapidly swell. New flesh formed and stretched her skin as her breasts doubled...then tripled in size, her nipples rapidly hardening and growing to several inches in length, almost enough to wrap a fist around. The feeling of muscles tearing and healing, bones growing was a pleasurable one for both of them, though it went at different paces with Sakura lagging behind as she reached the six foot department of height. Her ears had finally came to a rest atop of her head, their shape was triangular like a cats and pink fur had begun to sprout on them followed by white within the ears. "Ngh ." Sakura let out a pleased moan as she finally started to grow in the right places.Her slender legs would kick as her thighs swelled, becoming soft slender things that betrayed the packed muscle beneath, her hips had begun to widen, push out as a small bump formed along her tailbone. "Moooore !" Needly moaned Sakura. Hinata had begun to stand up, but the continued growth and addition of both a tail and wings had thrown off her balance, knocking her to her hands and knees in the hotspring water, though her increased height meant that her head was above the water level at least. She moaned loudly once more, her fingers clenching, increased strength causing her to crush the stone at the base of the spring. The tingling through Hinata's body began to focus in a new spot now, concentrating around her groin area. With a much louder moan of pleasure a bulge began to form just above Hinata's pussy, new flesh forming and beginning to push its way out of her. Very rapidly a very phallic shape had taken form, and as it finished forming Hinata lifted up back onto her feet, letting out an almost inhuman roar, a roar filled with uncontrollable lust as new urges and hormones began to rush through her body, the lusts of a dragon now coursing through her. Sakura heard it, Sakura felt it and she loved it! Her head threw back as she came to a climax squeezing her fingers tightly as her rear began to swell and grow, rippling and filling out. "Ngh! Yes! Yes!" Her eyes remained closed as she bled out lust that could be smelt by Hinata, enticing her to come and help out and get Sakura to her proper, big, and sexy place. Hinata started to suddenly sniff at the air, she could smell it, Sakura's lust, her horniness. That wasn't what she recognised it as, Hinata only knew this scent she had never smelled before was now irresistable, that it drove the urges in her body, that were already far more powerful than a human mind had ever been meant to handle, even wilder. Her powerful new form turned, moving through the mist, following the scent towards Sakura. She growled, then reached out and grabbed the girl, forcing Sakura to turn around and bend over. "S Sakura...." Hinata panted, then without any further delays she thrust her hips forward, plunging her inhumanly huge cock into the still transforming pink haired girls pussy, forcing the entire thing in with a single thrust. The transformed girl was pretty much finished up with her tranformations, though as she fucked herSakura, a small sack of flesh formed near the base of that fat prick and just inside of Hinata a pressure built up trying to worm its way down into that sack. Sakura on the other hand had yet to reach seven foot and was now nearing six foot eight, her body ached and yearned as her eyes watered from the pleasure and changes to them."Nya !" Hinata could feel something strange, but she was so lust addled that she ignored it. Besides, with all the other changes going on in her body what was one more sensation? She just held Sakura on her cock for a moment then suddenly lifted the still growing girl up, pulling her almost entirely off of her cock, then tugging her back down again, moaning loudly. Despite Sakura's still growing size Hinata's body had obtained incredible physical strength, her existing muscles significantly denser than before whilst entirely new inhuman muscles had grown alongside them. For Hinata, lifting a building would probably not take significant effort right now, so lifting Sakura like some kind of featherlight fucktoy, and pumping the girl back and forth along her cock, was nothing. As Sakura's body grew though, Hinata's cock seemed to lengthen slightly as well. Sakura skin above her sweet hole began to distend slowly forming a phallus shape, her slim abs began to harden as she was stretched around that cock. Sakura wrapped her legs around Hinata waist and eyes rolled back further as her chest started to swell faster, body growing as she reached seven feet of height and pushed on till she was seven foot six. A small sack formed at the base of her cock slowly growing as the two balls forming within Hinata dropped into her sack. "Nya !" Sakura purred as her bump began to grow, lengthen into a long cat tail that was followed by a secondary tail that had begun to grow. "Mmmm !" Her breasts were mow a sizeable D cup but were still growing, tingling and sensitive. "Suuuuck !" Hinata groaned lewdly, her cries of pleasure echoing in the night air as she continued to fuck Sakura harder and harder, ever thrust seemingly pushing deeper than the last. Hinata's cock was beginning to twitch more and more though, her body losing what little control it had left. Leaning forward Hinata's now even bigger, heaving breasts were squashed against Sakura's back, whilst her hands reached around to grasp at Sakura's own swelling breasts, fingers sinking into the flesh as Hinata's hips rutted like a wild animal in heat.After a few more moments she gave one final thrust, burying her cock as deep as it could and releasing a loud, inhuman roar of pleasure. Her cock pulsed and throbbed, the base of it swelling up at first, before that increased thickness began to travel up the shaft, so much cum beginning to work its way up that it was thickening Hinata's cock as it went. Finally though it reached the tip and with a cry of almost relief hot, thick cum began to erupt in impossible amounts deep into Sakura's womb. Sakura moaned happily and cooed in pleasure, eyes rolling back further as with each thrust her breasts swelled, larger and larger.*PAP!* she reached E's and her nipples inverted and her womb bulged with the thick cum released by Hinata. "NGH!" Her cries came out in a pleasing slutry tone, as her rear swelled against Hinata crotch. "MOAR! BIGGER!" Cried Sakura as her breasts swelled passed a G cup. "Make me bigger !" Her body has the most potential foe growth, her body desired it! Her sack below her form phallus gain two fat testicles that fell in with a loud*PAP*. Her tails wrapped around the dragon Hianta's waist as her assests swelled to match her llarge seven foot six body, her skin rippled and crinkled loudly as Sakura pussy hugged that Hinata cock. Hinata's body seemed to be all too happy to comply with Sakura's demands. Rather than slowing, the flow of cum from Hinata's cock seemed to actually increase! The flow was becoming faster, thicker, more cum than ever before pumping into the pink haired girls womb, Hinata's cock having to grow even thicker in order to accommodate the increased flow of cum. Even as Sakura's breasts grew Hinata didn't release her grip, just feeling the flesh filling out more and more in her hands, continuing to massage at it, as if addicted to holding onto the fleshy orbs.With her position leaning over and onto Sakura's back though, Hinata's feet were beginning to lift off the ground, Sakura's continually increasing height beginning to overtake her, even Hinata's lengthened legs now no longer able to reach to the ground. Eight, her breasts surpassed Hinatas, Nine she had an incredibly thick ass that would engulf any cock, Ten her balls swelled in tandem with her assest, Eleven, Sakura had shot up reaching a towering eleven feet in height, the growing seemed to have slowed down but even then she may even grow more. Her muscles had torn and bomes had been shattered during the growth and could be heard due to the loud noises made by them before being reformed packing compact muscles and new strengthend bones. "Mmm !" Her swelling stopped as her new cock pressed against the bottom of her breasts, her toes curled as everything slowed down.

['Hinata']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/109519/

Child Care (YYH Canon OVA-RP)

Juvenial sniggers and chortles filled the silent kitchen as Yusuke poured the hot liquid into the tea cup Kuwabara had pulled down for him. They were in this together, so the former King had needed to come up with some way to force complicity. He couldn't feed the ill red headed fox his tea concoction without the cup after all. Aside from steeping and heating it there really wasn't anything else that needed to be done. "Okay. Shh, shhhhh "They broke into another fit of near silent laughter before they were able to fully calm themselves down and head to the bedroom to offer the foxy human his 'healthy' lunch that the raven haired teen was so sure would help him get better grilled fish and sticky rice, proper top ramen effortfully filled to the brim with veggies and meats by Yusuke, a small glass of orange juice, a small glass of milk, and 'tea' steeped from a very special fruit. By the time the fox ate up the large, overly healthy meal he'd probably have the energy to handle their little prank much better. In fact, Yusuke was damned sure of it given that the tea alone was bound to give him an immense, though admittedly forceful, boost of energy in general.Kuwabara attempted to ask him where he'd found the bottle containing he fruit in the first place, but Yusuke only shushed him before he could finish the question. He knew how good Kurama's hearing was. And no matter how sick he might be with this cold, eventually they'd get close enough coming down the hall for those sensitive ears to pick up on their conversation and completely blow their cover without ever having the chance to even present him with the prank in the first place.He wanted to go back to guessing how his lover would take their joke just as gleefully as they had been when they'd been setting it up, but he'd just shushed his friend for a reason and he wasn't about to be the one to ruin it for them. Although he did have to stop to contain more sniggers as he thought on the potential outcome all over again.When they got to the door, he gave the large tray of food to Kuwabara. They'd already decided that there was no way Yusuke could keep a straight enough face to give it to him without suspicion. Not only was he a horrible liar most of the time in the first place, But the red headed fox demon could read him like a book on the worst of occasions. Besides, Kuwabara had to work in the morning. And in needing to make sure he didn't catch the same bug, he had an excuse to cover the majority of his face with a medical mask to help the situation. Yusuke didn't really have an excuse to do that. He didn't tend to get sick easily and hadn't really taken that kind of precaution before.Opening the door for the both of them, he hurried into the room right past the bed and made a bee line for their en suite bathroom. "Hey," he mentioned warmly without facing the redhead directly. "Kuwabara's got your lunch. I'm gonna start the bath and make sure it'sscalding."Boy was he glad he'd gained a propensity for doting on his foxy lover over the years. The short narration might have seemed weird otherwise, and he didn't want to do anything that could be seen as out of the ordinary if he could help it. It would be weird enough that he hadn't spared him a glance when making his way in after all.A nice hot bath probably sounded great anyway. It would soak tired, aching bones and help clear up his current breathing issues which just so happened to be the reason Kuwabara was wearing that mask and Kurama wasn't. Theremayhave been a bit of a tiff between the two childish men over that particular matter, but to be fair the big ugly lug was too much of a tenderhearted baby to put up too much of a fuss over it. He'd forgotten how miserable being sick could be. Kurama had always been a healthy creature, even in his past life but as a human child he had never gotten so much as a sniffle or cough. He was cautious by nature, and had an insatiable vanity that kept him clean and out of situations that could lead to a cold or flu. It had been decades, perhaps centuries since he last felt the way he did now.The red fox was reclined on the bed, swathed in comforters and sheets, his back supported by a large number of fluffed up pillows. It would have been incredibly comfortable if not for the pounding headache that pulsed in his sinuses, and the throbbing ache that weighed his body down. Sleep would have been the best remedy, and he knew that, but with his nose completely stuffed and running he had to awkwardly breathe through parted lips. It took only a few moments for his mouth to dry out and he was forced to swallow and move his sticky tongue around to try and wet it once more. He just couldn't sleep that way. Even his plush, always soft and smooth lips had begun to dry out and crack.He tried to focus on the book in his hands, but his emerald eyes were puffy, red, and watery, making keeping them open long enough to read more than a few sentences impossible. He turned the book over and rested the open pages on his lap while he grabbed yet another tissue from the quickly depleting box. First, he dabbed at his eyes, then wiped off his nose before blowing out as much of the runny goo from his poor pink nose as he could, the chapped skin burning against the tissue that felt like sand paper. With a miserable "Guuhn," he wiped away the mess and tossed the soiled paper into the trashcan beside his bed. The small black container was filling rapidly, and would need to be dumped out for the second time that day.Kurama looked towards the door when he caught the sound of heavy footsteps, and politely buttoned up his baggy, sweat laden, long sleeved shirt. Yusuke certainly didn't mind, but Kuwabara was not so keen on his half dressed form and he already felt guilty enough for dragging the poor man into this mess. The ginger had worked so hard to get where he had, and the fox would be remiss if the gentle giant caught his illness and jeopardized his job but Kuwabara was kind, and wouldn't leave a friend to suffer even if Kurama did have the energy to argue.The door opened, and he wished he could smell the delicious looking food that was being brought in. Yusuke's quick disappearance and excuse was met with a dismissive grunt, equating the former detective's actions as guilt. After all, if his lover hadn'tinsisted on fornicating in the rain again and again andagain, the fox wouldn't be in such bad shape.A hand was raised to awkwardly pet down his bedraggled hair, and once again cursed his inability to care for it himself. He could barely raise his arm enough to do that, nonetheless properly brush out the locks that continued to tangle with every short bought of sleep he managed to gather. The fox tried to smile at Kuwabara, but with his reddened, puffy face and weary eyes, it looked absolutely pathetic. "Thank you, Kuwabara," he offered, his stuffed nose turning his perfect speech pattern into a muddled mess. He would have reached out to take the tray, but his shoulders tensed, and the fox quickly turned his head and lifted the blanket to his face to cover it as he raggedly coughed. When his body relaxed again, he pulled the blanket away and murmured a weak apology."You do not have to stay," he offered, now able to take the tray with an array of food and drinks. It looked amazing, but his stomach gave an uncomfortable lurch at the thought of eating and drinking so much. "But I do very much," he turned his head and cleared his throat to avoid another cough, "Appreciate it."The steaming bowl of soup would still be too hot, and he didn't need a burnt tongue on top of everything else. The orange juice would be too acidic for his unstable stomach, and the milk would be too thick to swallow for the same reason which left the tea. "Chamomile?" He questioned, wrapping clammy hands around the warm cup. He brought it closer to his face to let the steam aid in clearing his nose, but his sinuses stubbornly remained swollen. With that idea scrapped, Kurama set the edge of the cup against his lower lip, and carefully tilted it to let the hot liquid touch his tongue. Hot, but not too hot. He took a small taste and found it to be strangely sweet. Certainly not chamomile or rose. Perhaps some sort of berry flavored blend meant to appease his currently picky taste buds. It was... a familiar taste, but with his nose out of commission it was difficult to place. At least it tasted good. In fact, it was good enough for him to continue tilting back the cup to drink down more. It was soothing to his belly but what was thatflavor? It was literally on the tip of his tongue, and he felt a strange niggling in the back of his mind telling him that, perhaps, he should put the tea down but what harm would Yusuke and Kuwabara possibly inflict upon him, especially in his weakened state?As he reached the end of his drink, the dredges of the 'berry' flavoring coated his tongue in pulp... And he knew what he'd just been given. Kurama dropped his teacup, the delicate china chipping when it hit the tray, and shattering when it rolled off of the bed to his the floor. "What did you do?!" The fox yelped, raspy voice raised into the loudest yell he could muster. The tray toppled over, drinks and scalding broth soaking into the bed, but he didn't notice.A previously heavy, sluggish arm shot out to grab Kuwabara by the shirt and drag him closer. A mixture of anger and fear mingling into bleary eyes as speckles of gold intruded on green. "How much?!" He yelped again. "How much did you use?!" A small sense of panic lifted the peach fuzz hair all along his body. He'd never tried more than a sip. That was all he needed to return to his Youko state. He didn't know if he could overdose, but frighteningly enough, that was theleast of his worries. A fetus would not survive until the fruits effects wore off.A throb pulsed through his body, and Kurama released his ginger friend to instead hug himself tightly. He bent over and clenched his jaw, lips pulling back to expose grinding teeth. Then there was a hiss. It was quiet at first, but grew louder and louder as smoke began to pour out from under his cocoon of blankets, creating one of its own across the floor. Energy sparked within the rolling clouds as they billowed up from the kitsune's huddled body until all vision was lost. The demonic energy spiked to terrifying levels, turning those sparks into lighting bolts of black and then... Then it began to dwindle, slowly at first, then rapidly sinking into near nothing.

['Yusuke', 'Kuwabara', 'Kurama']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/109525/

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"lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" Among the darkness, sword and lance clashed with dizzying grace, two silhouettes striking at one another in a deadly waltz. The fight had lasted for some time now and to the untrained eye, it seemed that neither combatant was gaining the upper hand. But it was only a matter of time until Avenger would strike his opponent down, for the enemy knew not his identity... his weakness. Even if they did, Achilles was among the strongest from the Age of Heroes, the demi god that slew the Trojan hero, Hector, in single combat and had brought the ancient city to its knees. Casanova had spent many days stalking their opponent, preparing for this fight. What was more, Casanova had managed to summon an extra class servant, the version of Achilles representing both his strongest and lowest points: Achilles Alter, the hero that had just lost his best friend and vowed to break the Trojans piece by piece. They did not plan to lose. ...and lose, they did not. In a dramatic change of events, Achilles struck his opponent down, a saber class servant wearing a crimson gown and with golden locks. The blow was non fatal, but the force at which she plunged into the ground made it clear who the winner would be. But Achilles knew better than to allow the woman to stand, instead falling upon her with boiling rage and conviction. He threw his lance down upon her, missing her face by mere inches before plummeting down atop her. Before she could regain herself, Achilles was above her, his hands catching her neck between metal gauntlets. With hungry eyes the servant gazed into her emerald kaleidoscopes, his fingers tightening their grip until he could hear the sweet melody of gagging underneath him. In just a moment, he could snap the servant's neck like a twig. "Enough, Avenger." Casanova's voice echoed off of the cathedral halls, the young man stepping into the moon's light. Achilles did not listen, instead tightening his grip upon the Saber's throat until she could not breathe completely. "I said, that's enough," he repeated himself, prepared to use a command spell if necessary. Luckily, the servant acquiesced, loosening his grip upon the servant's throat just enough so that she could breathe once more. "Why? She is our enemy." Achilles growled, his strong, yellow gaze still beaming upon the woman beneath him. Casanova migrated over towards the woman in the corner of the room, who watched the scene unfolding before her with shocked eyes. The young man flashed her a warm smile, before reaching out towards her slowly. "Shh. I'm not going to hurt you." He promised her, his hand gravitating towards the side of her face. With tender grace, the man cupped the side of her cheek, rubbing her smooth flesh gently. He was tall, handsome, with dark hair fashionably disheveled and with an attractive, plunging jawline. But above all, his sapphire gemstones were enchantingly mysterious. "Your servant has been defeated. According to the rules of the Holy Grail War, I am obligated to take both of your lives." He explained, his hand traveling down the side of her face and underneath her chin. Carefully, he tipped her chin upwards, forcing her to look up at the man that had defeated her. "But... I will give you another option. One that will not be offered again." The man grinned, pausing momentarily so his words could sink in. "You and your servant will become my property... my servants... my slaves." He cooed quietly, yet clearly, underneath his breath. His terms were non negotiable and a single time offer. The glare in his sapphire eyes made it clear that should his rival refuse, that the both of them would be killed without mercy. Before she could speak, Casanova placed his finger upon her lips, silencing her. "If you agree to my terms, both you and your servant will fall to your knees and beg for your lives. If you do not, I will kill you both." The man snapped his fingers, waving towards Achilles, who begrudgingly released the servant from his grip. He motioned the servant towards him, waiting for the two to do as they were told... or die. "Beg and live. Or die. It is your choice." The saber class servant exuded a haughty confidence that her master could feel soothe her skin and seep into her very bones. Something had been off about this night but the duo had pressed on and remained vigilant in their quest for the Holy Grail. Omnipotent wish granter that it was, the legendary chalice and limitless mana within was sought out by all masters of the Holy Grail War. All that mattered was the wish the truth, the Root. So despite her gut advising her otherwise, they had forged on. Neither of them could have been prepared for the onslaught that awaited them inside of that grand, empty cathedral. It was a wonder that the clash of steel had not drawn the attention of others, the darkness that veiled the building acting as if it were a cloak to disguise them all perhaps it was. Met with another powerful servant and his equally imposing master, though the girl in question had yet to see much of him, the red clad swords woman immediately went on the offensive, swinging her blade with a grace worthy of the former Emperor. Sparks flew, evidence of the clash of steel, and for a time Rie believed they might have a chance. While she sometimes believed her brusque servant to be far more flashy than absolutely necessary, the young woman had come to realize that all that flash and pomp was what made Nero, Nero. A woman of Rome, Emperor to the people and a lover of fine arts, beauty, and valor, all the things that made her servant so confident and assuring that the Holy Grail would be theirs. It was these traits and this woman that Rie placed her trust in. Saber's bright smile fell after so many blows. Crimson turned black and those bright green eyes narrowed dangerously as the lance wielding servant before her countered blows and laid into her with a strength and severity she'd not quite seen before. In the far corner of the room Rie could do little more than watch as this dark, intimidating force decimated her partner. "Come on, Saber." The whisper like a mantra, a silent good luck charm. They could win, they just needed to gain a hint of an upper hand. They could win... But it was not their fate. "Saber!" The trusty sword in which Nero used clattered on the ground next to her. The breath left her lungs after the blonde saber struggled against the might of her opponent. Rie's eyes widened and blinked rapidly, mind reeling from the fast turn of events that had occurred. The opposing master made his presence known and called off his servant from dealing the final blow. Try as saber might, with the grip he had on her now, she was in no shape to retaliate or protect her master. With a deep inhale once her windpipe was released, the saber gasped and swallowed, the bruise already making itself known in the form of a fingertip necklace around her throat. "Praetor " Rie couldn't didn't trust that smile. It was a predators smile and all it did was make her blood run cold with fear. His fingertips brushed her skin and she couldn't help but flinch at the contact, giving him the satisfaction that he had caught her, not that she was sure he needed much more proof. Oh, but how wrong she was. His sweet words and gentle caress did little to dissuade her from the thought that they'd both be killed. He could claim a notch on his belt and count one less in the running for the Grail, dispose of the both of them with little effort and note a care. Gray eyes flickered over his shoulder to where the male servant with piercing gold eyes had her saber pinned beneath him. Soon she was guided to look at him and Rie swallowed, limbs shaking despite her best efforts to stand strong and show that she was just as powerful a mage with no fear. What could he possibly offer to her? Surely he didn't mean to play a game with her, taunt her with the hope of freedom only to drive a knife into her back. Oh no, it was far worse, even. "Wh " she'd barely formed the words on her lips before he silenced her, both eyes and finger effectively keeping her shut up. "Praetor, no!" Nero croaked, still beneath the Avenger. Rie had little time to think. Nero joined her side moments later, and the dark haired girl knew what she needed to do. Her saber could see it too, the blonde's angry features looking to foreign on that usually smiling face. "Praetor, you cannot " "Just ...just.. do it, Saber." Was she so cowardly? Did she fear death so much that she would so quickly give up her family's dream of the Holy Grail so that she could live as a slave to a mage? Had she really fallen so far...? With little else to say and legs crumbling beneath her whether due to the shock, fear, and anger or acceptance of her situation the young magus fell, palms flat against the floor and head hung low, dark locks obscuring her vision. Moments later at the behest, and with little more option lest she sign her masters death warrant as she stood, Nero fell into position beside her. Please spare us our lives and in return we accept your terms.. Please spare us our lives and in return we accept your terms.. Casanova did not expect the magus to surrender so easily, a silent grin creasing the edges of his lips as both the master and the servant lowered themselves before him. Her sweet begging was formal, yet the sadist had no problems picking out the small vestiges of fear that dripped between each word. He knew that she was frightened and Casanova had many plans to exploit that. The pair only humiliated themselves before him because they wanted their lives... but slaves could be trained... they could be punished... they could be broken. Once he had both wrapped lovingly between his fingertips, Casanova would win the Holy Grail War. The magus knelt, lowering himself so that he could properly reach the pair. His hand extended outwards, fingers gently interlocking themselves into the girl's raven locks. "Ah, that's a good girl," he cooed softly, brushing at the top of her head with his hand. She was certainly a pretty one and so long as she behaved, Casanova had no problems sparing her from a gruesome death. "You better be on your best behavior. Or there will certainly be consequences." Before the pair could realize what was happening, Casanova slipped a black bag over the blonde saber's face, stealing away her sense of vision before doing the same to her master. "Remove those... and Avenger will kill you." He warned them, after all, the two of them were probably already making plans for their escape. With their vision obfuscated, Casanova took the magus' hand, helping the girl to her feet before signalling Achilles to do the same. Once the pair were on their feet, it was time to bring them home. The magus revealed a small object from his pocket, a gemstone that glowed various colors depending on how the light struck it. He crushed the stone in his palm, before casting the dust over them. Dissipating instantly, a small circle formed underneath the group, the light glowing until they disappeared from existence, teleporting from the abandoned cathedral to a new place entirely. Easily, Casanova transported them back to his home, a large mansion that sat on the outskirts of the city. It was the perfect hideaway, a home passed down for many generations designed for the very purpose of sheltering their family during the Holy Grail Wars. The group found themselves in the safety of its walls, hidden away from prying eyes. Almost as soon as the teleportation was complete, Casanova could feel his head spinning. "Are you alright, master?" Avenger spoke plainly, eyes watching more out of curiosity than genuine concern. Casanova nodded, clutching at his throbbing chest, "Teleportation is not a simple magic." He remarked between pained breaths, "It will take a moment for the pain to subside, but I'll be fine." Achilles turned his attention to the two women, "What shall we do with them?" The magus extended his hand, ripping the black bags from their faces so that they could see their new home. It was a rather impressive mansion, almost palace like in furnishings and size. "You have fought hard, Avenger." He turned towards the Saber class servant with unapologetic eyes, "You may take the servant and do what you would like to her. You defeated her in battle, after all." Casanova glanced towards Achilles, who nodded in amused agreement. "But you will return her to me, tomorrow and in one piece." "As for you." Casanova turned towards the Magus, "You will be my entertainment for the night."

['Casanova', 'Alter']

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Total Story Change [ME/Lan Moore]

She had just arrived to the little resturaunt and hoped she wasn't late it was so hard to move fast on heels. She checked her hair and straightened her dress which was to her knees and a dark blue with matching heels thought hey weren't to tall.Her dark brown hair which was a few inches past her shoudlers was pulled into a bun on her head and her nails matched the color of her dress and got stares as she stepped inside getting a table for two. She was here to meet someone just knowing he'd be holding a rose other then that she hadn't a clue what this guy looked like. Darien was slightly late, he had something he had to do that made him late. He didn't know why he agreed to this blind date thing, still he figured he might as well do it, who knows he might like the girl. He carried with him a beautiful red rose, just like he had promised he'd bring. He was in his black shirt with green suit as he walked into the restaurant, trying to find this date he had never seen before. His eyes scanned the area, waiting for some one to respond to him. She saw him and gasped lightly and waved a hand to him trying to get his attention. "Over here!" She said loud enough for him to hear but not get to many crazy looks from people. She did stick out a bit being taller than Japanese girls and American but she didn't mind she loved living here with her adopted parents she wouldn't trade it for the world. He went closer to her with a smile, she seemed very beautiful. He liked the way she looked, he only hoped she was just as beautiful inside, "Hello, it seems I've gotten lucky, I'm Darien," he put his hand out to her with the rose, "This is for you." She didn't seem Japanese, which was something he wanted to find out about, her beautiful dress making all her features look better. "Nice to meet you I'm Jennifer Breaux." She smiled and went to shake his hand seeing a rose instead "Thank you it's lovely." She smiled and set it in the middle in an empty vase she'd asked for the waited to bring."I've heard a bit about you from Andrew abd after that I couldn't say no." He sat down with a smile, "Well I'm glad you didn't say no, other wise I would probably never get the opportunity to meet such a beautiful woman. Are you from around here? I don't know a lot of people but something tells me you're not from Japan." He looked at the rose then back at her, he hoped he could get on her good side. "I'm glad I didn't say no myself you're nothing like Andrew described much better looking." She smiled and giggled "No I'm not from here I'm American and so are my parents though I'd love to learn more about Japan." She kept her eyes on him and hoped she could get on his good side and stay there. Darien went a little red when she said that, though not too noticeable "Oh really, I guess I'll have to tell him to describe me better next time. I don't usually do the blind date thing, seems strange meeting a person you don't know, feels like you might not have any thing to talk about. I'm sure that won't happen to us though." "It was still a good description." She giggled and smiled lightly"This is my second blind date the first wasn't great honestly I think this one is going much better." She liked him so far mature and a gentlemen which were big brownie points to her "Well I doubt it I love to talk and I'm sure there's alot of thigns we could tell each other." He laughed a little, "I see, communication is a good skill. If you can talk a lot then we'll never have to find any thing to spark." He then realized, 'Hmm maybe our server doesn't know we're here already... then again I have no idea what I'll get." "Of course so do tell me about this place?" She giggled and looked around "No tough I have read the menu the pasta is great sounding and the stuffed shells." She wondered where the waiter was really she was thirsty and hungry. He looked around and smiled, "We probably got stuck with the guy who doesn't like working here." He looked at her face with a smile, 'Of course I'm enjoying the view I have so it's not too bad." "Yeah I hate when that happens." She wondered when the next waiter would come by so she could trip him to get his attention. He laughed as he thought of something, 'Well I would say we could just ditch this place and head for something at home, then again that might not be something you'd like because we just met." He wish he hadn't said that, he figured she thought he was just trying to get into her pants now. "Well how about we get some noodles instead or pizza and bring it to my house?" She didn't think that it just a date gone bad and then making it go better "Maybe we could just chat or play cards if you want to?" He smiled and nodded, "That sounds like a good idea, besides maybe it's better for a first date to just be the two of us. I'm sure it was meant to be." He looked to her hands then back at her face as he thought about how she got there, "Did you bring a ride? I brought my motorcycle." "Yeah and way better music and seating." She giggled and looked to him and then her hands then his face. "I took the bus and walked it helps me learn how to get around." She smiled and felt a little embarrassed old enough to drive just not yet since she wouldn't know where to go if she did anyway or how to get there. Darien got up and walked over to her offering his hand, "Well then let me be your ride." He smiled warmly at her, keeping his eyes on hers, " As long as your not afraid of bikes." She smiled and stood up taking his hand "Why thank you kind sir." She giggled lightly and looked in his eyes "No of course not." He smiled as lead the way out of the restaurant leading her to his bike. He took out two helmets handing her one, "Here you are, now just remember to hold on tight to me. Where are we heading then? I have no idea where you live." He got on the bike looking back at her. She walked with him and smiled taking a helmet "Well I can tell you of course." She told him directions and it was across from the Tuskino Usagi home. Serena as she was told her name was had been a cry baby since the day she met her and they really didn't talk much. "Is that a good enough set of directions?" She said after telling him and putting on the helmet. He smiled, "Yeah I know the place, we'll be there in not time, now hold on tight." He said, waiting for her arms to go around her before driving off. It would be hard to talk while he was driving, any thing had to wait till they got to her house, trying not to think about meatball head being across the street. She climbed on the back and hugged him tight not wanting to fall off "Ready." She didn't mind not talking while they drove she was to nervous to think on these things really she hadn't been on a bike regularly so it was something to get used to. Lan parked in front of the house he believed was her, then turned back at her, "Is this right?" He said thinking the place looked nice. She nodded and smiled "This is it." She hopped off and took off the helmet "Come on in my bunny wont bite." She had a pet rabbit which was her guardian unlike the two cats Serena and Mina owned. Her rabbit was a light brown and had a Sun symbol on her forehead only people of the Moon Kingdom could see it and Jennifer herself. "My mom isn't home she's out shopping." She said walking to the door as she looked for her keys. He stayed right behind her, "I'm sure it won't, besides I'm a nice, guy, it wouldn't have to protect you from me, now would it?" "Nope you'd just scratch her ears and she's your best friend." She chuckled and took out her keys opening the door "And I'm a big girl and I protect myself." She pushed the door open and the rabbit meet them at the door "Go on to the porch I'll bring you soem food." The bunny scurried off and didn't bother to look at Darien. He smiled as he watched the bunny run of, "He's a cute little rabbit isn't he?" He looked at her , "Then again pets usually look as great as their owners." He looked inside liking how the place looked. "Yeah she's a sweetie thinks she's a people." She giggled and smiled stepping inside "Come inside I'll feed her then order us some pizza." She blushed hearing that "Then I'm cute and can get away with murder." He laughed at her last comment as he looked across the street then took a seat, " Maybe but I'd rather not find out if you can." He wasn't sure if he had seen something on the rabbit's head, maybe it had been his imagination. She chuckled lightly "I wouldn't murder you." She made some food for the rabbit and brought it to the back porch and set it down the rabbit eatting happily. "What kind of pizza do you like?" She walked over to the sink and washed her hands then moved over to lock the door up and set her purse ont he table. "That's Sunday food is her weakness." He fallowed her and shrugged, "Not sure, just order what you like I'm sure I'll enjoy it. It seems like you have good taste." He looked at her body not thinking she was looking, she looked amazing. "Ok then I'll call now." She smiled and was starved and she couldn't wait to eat. She picked up the phone and dialed the pizza place and placed an order and didn't mind he's peaking she peaked as well. He went red as he looked away, thinking maybe she had noticed him. He couldn't tell why but his eyes just couldn't keep off her for some reason. She smiled and giggled after she hung up the phone and sat on the couch "What's the matter?" Darien fallowed her to the couch, still a bit red. He sat near her and shook his head softly, "Oh it's nothing, nothing at all." She smiled and sat with him and giggled "It's ok the pizza should be here soon." She laid her head on his shoulder "Sorry that jacket looks comfy." She giggled He looked at her with a smiled, 'That's fine, let me make it better for you." He put his arms around her shoulder, smiling down at her face. She looked so cute, he was having a hard time resisting the urge to kiss her. She snuggled close to him and kept her head on him and looked up with a smile and wanted to kiss him she just didn't know why. Though she didn't want to ruin the snuggling she liked that too. He held her closer to him, going a little red as he had the urge to tell her something, "You feel very comfortable , it feels nice holding you." His eyes going straight to hers, not coming off them. She snuggled close to him and blushed "Thanks you're comfortable too and I like snuggling with you." Lan looked at her and laughed, "Oh really, any thing I can do to make you more comfy?" She smiled and giggled "Just be here with me that's all I need." He pulled her a bit closer to her, kissing her cheek softly, "You're very cute, you know that?" He smiled down, "It's really hard not to want to kiss you." She squeaked and blushed softly "Thank you very much."She looked up to him and giggled "Well maybe one kiss can't hurt." He smiled at what she said, "yeah you're right, maybe just one kiss" He moved close and kissed her lips softly, holding her close to him. She smiled and giggled "Yes just one." She moved closer and kissed him staying in his arms. He enjoyed the kiss, his lips close to her, kissing her softly and tenderly. She felt so great, his hand moving down he side. She kissed him back and smiled softly his lips were perfect. "I feel like I've kissed you before." She said with a blush. His hands went through her hair when she said that, "I know what you mean... I wonder why." His eyes staying on hers, "Maybe we should try and figure it out." She smiled and looked up to him "Maybe we met as kids? I'm not sure really but I'm sure we'll know when we need to though I just like being with you now." She felt goosebumps as he played with her hair and she laid her head on him and snuggled close. He agreed, as his hand went through her hair, wondering what that feeling could have been from. She smiled and stayed there wit him and Sunday laid on their feet and snoozed. She knew what the feeling was Jen and Darien and had been in love in their past lives but never told the other how they felt. He looked at her, she was amazing, he had barely met her yet he felt like they had known each other for ever. He smirked a bit as he petted her bunny softly, "I wonder.." She felt the same liked she'd known him her entire life. She watched him pet Sunday "If you're wodnering if she'll kiss you the answer is no." She laughed lightly and smiled "She's a snuggler and a sock theif." He laughed at what she said, " Well as long as she won't bite." He smiled looking at her, "besides I prefer your kisses." She smiled and chuckled "Naw she wont bite just give her time to get used to you then she'll be fine." She looked at hima nd giggled "Aww thanks I like yours too." He petted the bunny more before he began to pull close, almost about to kiss her when he heard the door bell. She groaned hearing the door bell "I'll be right back." She got her money and walked to the door and opened it paying for the pizza. She walked to the kitchen with the pizza and USnday closed the door "Come on and eat." Darien got up and headed over with her, she looked at Sunday finally not able to handle keeping it in, "Did you get that sun pained of your rabbit or what?" She smiled and looked to him with a giggle "No there's a reason she's a special rabbit she can tell members of the crystal moon and earth kingdom you must be one of them I guess." She looked at him and smiled "It's not a bad thing trust me." His seemed surprised by what she said, not wanting to say any thing about it, "Maybe that's why..." He whispered to him self softly. She looked to him and kissed his cheek "I'm the Sun senshi." She took out two plates and set them on the counter. He went a little red, almost like he remembered that kiss again. Something had happened between them, he was bent on finding out what. He went over to her and held her hand, " Kiss me, just one more time..." She held his hand and nodded "Ok then." She kissed him and touched his cheek feelign the memory flood her mind. The two shared a secret kiss on the Earth in his kingdom and was spotted by the Moon princess and she found out the love from Endymion was a lie.The two were happy together and the war still went on and the three died trying to stop the fighting. Darien felt the memories flash back as well as he held her close, his arms wrapped around her, his lips pressed softly against hers. He had no idea of those memories before, maybe to protect him self in some way. She hugged him back and smiled on the inside and just stayed in his arms her favorite place as she felt more memories coming to her. Sunday seemed happy and sighed "Finally their together." The little rabbit said. He was unsure of how he felt now, feeling that a lot of what he knew was a lie. He kept her close still, waiting to see how she reacted. "I still like you but if you like Serena I understand." She sighed and looked down then to him and was blank not sure what to say. He sighed as he got closer to her, holding her close and kissing her lips softly. He kind of felt divided now, one part of his part in love with one person while the other with another. She held him and sighed sensing he liked htem both "Maybe I should just throw in the towel I had you in a past life." She looked down and lookedu p to him "It's not my choice but I hate to see you so sad having to make it." He shook his head as he kissed her lips softly, "Don't do something like it... I love you... it's just that my mind is trying to make sence of it all.." She nodded and looked to him "I'll wait for you for ever if I have to Darien."She hugged him and snuggled close to him. Darien looked to her, then placed his hand under her chin, "That wouldn't be fair, you already waited for me, and I know I love you.." He said, all of it make more and more sense. He didn't love Serena, it was her that he loved. She felt his hand on her chin and smiled "All right Darien I'm glad I get you this time." She hugged him and snuggled him close "Don't leave me again." He held her close to himself, kissing her neck softly, "I won't I'll stay with you, I'll love you the way I should have back then." She blushed feeling his lips on her neck and giggled "I like hearing that Darien but is it ok if you stay here and eat with me I'm starving." She giggled and heard her stomach growl and blushed. He smiled and nodded, "yeah of course, Besides I didn't get any thing to eat either." With that he decided to eat, smiling at his new found lover. "Of course sweetie." She gave him a slice it was still warm and then one for herself. He took the slice and took a bit, it was good. Still he couldn't keep his mind off her. She was new yet old. She had been in his heart for so long yet he just barely met her, it was a strange feeling of love no one else would be able to feel or explain. She nibbled her slice and looked ot him her heart just skipping in her chest. She felt like love and happiness had truely been renewed in her heart and she felt like she could finally be happy but couldn't explain why she felt this way. He smiled at her, not wanting to say a thing, he was happy and to him it didn't matter why. He was happy for no real reason around her, at least no reason of his own. She smiled and pushed some hair from her eyes and took a bite of her pizza and was glad it was just them so they could be happy together and experience the date. He sighed as he looked to her, "So strange how something so important can just be forgotten don't you think?" "Maybe to keep us safe? And it might've not been the time to find out before." She wiped her lips and looked to him sitting on a stool in the kitchen "I mean that's the explinationt hat makes sense to me." Darien thought about it, "Maybe, then again keep us safe from what? I guess it's a pointless question as long as we found each other, still it bothers me." His eyes look down to his hands, almost as if expecting them to have the answer. "Maybe from the unknown but I guess we should just ignore it for now and be happy with each other?" She smiled and nibbled another piece of her pizza "Lets just enjoy our date Darien I mean it was going so well I don't wanna ruin such a good night on something we can't change." Darien smiled, "Yes you have a point. Any ways I'm full." He smirked at her, trying to hide his feeling about this change in circumstances. She nodded and smiled lightly "Right me too." She put her slice away and put the pizza in the ice box and looked to him "So what do you remember about that place?" He got up and stretched a little, "I most say a lot of it is a blur, just a few things here and there I can remember, some times I wonder if they're really memories or dreams though." She nodded "I thought it was a dream until I got my senshi powers." She sighed lightly and looked at her feet. He nodded, "It's usually like that... We see our true selves and that's when we realize it's not a lye." "yeah but I wodner if beig a senshi is what I'm ment to be I mean what if I wanna be a laywer or a doctor that can get in the way." She looked down with a smile. He looked at her sadly, " I can under stand what you're saying... but we have to do what is best for every one as a whole, not just what we want. It wasn't our choice, it's our duty." "I don't know if I want this duty no one asked me what i want I want a life to travel and be a human I'm not a fighter." She looked at him "Who got this permission to give us this? Its not fair." He went closer to her, "It's true, it's not fair. We've been given no choice in the matter, it's something we are being forced to do." He took her hand, "but it's not a punishment, it's a responsibility." She sighed and looked to him "But I want to be a normal teenager not a superhero." She hugged hima nd sighed lightly "I mean we can't have much of a life this way." He held her feeling her pain, his hand petting her face softly, "We won't have a live if we don't." She snuggled him and whimpered lightly "I know but it's still not fair but i guess having you here its not so bad." She smiled softly. He got closer to her, 'it's a small price to pay I believe, to be able to live with some peace and to find some on we care for." He pulled close, kissing her cheek softly, "I know but we can't ever leave Japan I always wanted to travel." She sighed and laid her head on him the kiss made her blush softly. He sighed sadly as he held her, "Maybe some day we will be able to." She smiled and snuggled him "Yeah see the ocean I love the water it's so pretty and the Elephants in Africa." She kissed his cheek. He held her, softly kissing her cheeks, "There are things even here that are beautiful though, you don't have to travel far to find things like that." "Well I don't know many things here in Japan." She looked up at him and blushed feeling the kisses to her cheeks "Could you show me?" She snuggled close to him and sighed happily. He smiled a bit, 'Well I can tell you one of the most beautiful things here is right in this house." His hands holding hers. "Aww thank you." She smiled and giggled lightly snuggling close to him. He held her, this girl that made him feel strange, made him feel very good. His fingers moved softly over her skin on her arms, this girl he couldn't resist. She hugged his waist and smiled snuggling close to him feeling like a princess with her prince. She wasn't sure if she'd felt this way before but she liked it. As he held her, he couldn't help but kiss her neck then whispering softly into her ear, "If there any thing I can do, for my princess?" She blushed feeling the kiss on her neck and giggled "Just promise not to leave me and be my prince." He laughed a little, "Of course my lady, I promise this to you." His hand went to her cheek, softly petting it before kissing her lips softly, lovingly. She smiled and giggled nuzzling into his hand and sighing softly "Wanna sit on the couch and snuggle?" He smiled at her request, "That sounds like a great idea darling." She took his hands and led him to the couch and sat down then patted the spot next to her. "Come on I wont bite." He sat down, placing and arm around her and laughed a bit, " I don't know, maybe you biting wouldn't be such a bad thing my princess.'" He said seductively. She snuggled him and smiled "I'll just nibble I promise." She laid her head on him and sighed happily. he laughed a little, "Well that that sounds good to me." She smiled and held his hand "Oh does it?" She giggled Darien held her hand back with a smile, 'Yes I think it sounds like a really good thing." She giggled and kissed his cheek "I'll remember that." She laid her head on him and sighed happily. He held her, kissing her neck softly, with his eyes closed, not sure what to say any more. She just stayed i his arms and smiled enjoying the relaxing afternoon. He just kept giving her kisses, letting his action speak, feeling like memories would come in his head every now and then, things that some time would make her embarrassed that he would have done in another life. She kissed him back and just enjoyed the time alone letting memories come back when they wanted. He thought it was like watching a move, one he had been in long ago but some how didn't remember. His hand petted her face softly, kissing her more passionately as time went on. She blushed feeling his hand on her cheek and held the hand softl returning his kisses and staying close just enjoying the happy feeling she felt. His hand rested over over her leg, petting it softly while the other one still petted her beautiful face, deepening the kiss. She smiles and plays with his hair and watches SUnday hop in his lap and curl up "Someones jealous." She giggled. He laughed a bit, his hand going over and petting the bunny, "Jealous of who though?" He said with a smile. "of you getting all my attention." The little rabbit made a happy sound and groomed her furr meaning she was comfortable. He smiled then began to kiss her neck, enjoying her smell for some reason. She giggled and nuzzled him "That tickles." He smiled, "I'm glad." He continued to hiss her neck, then softly sucked on it, his hands on her legs as he enjoyed doing this with her. She oved her head away and smiled "I need a little break I'm so tingly." She giggled. He continued to kiss her neck still, "Is that a bad thing my love?" He asked, hoping she wouldn't leave. "Course not." She giggled and laid her head on his arm"I just wanted the tingling to stop for a minute or two it tickles." He smiled and whispered in her ear, "that's not a bad thing you know." "Well I know but to much of anything isn't good." She smiled and blushed softly. He smirked a bit at her answer, "Are you sure about that?" "No not really." She giggled and smiled at him. He puts his mouth close to her neck, sucking on it softly and nibbling at it. She smiled and giggled it tickled. his hands rubbed up her thigh as he sucked her neck, enjoying the taste and feel. "Darrien this is going a little fast." She blushed and moved away with a frown "Lets wait until we know each other better." None

['Darien']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/109664/

A Clown’s Doll (Wave and MissLidia)

In the absence of the big boss, the woman who was both his twisted lover and most loyal follower had been in charge of the operations. There was no way of knowing what the relentless clown prince was up to, but whatever he currently chased after, he was nowhere to be seen. Instead, his colorful girlfriend, or just another victim of his perverse jokes, rallied his crime gang. She was no saner than the big J. Madly in love with her boss in a way no one could really understand, she was in a sense hypnotized by his twisted charisma, feeling obliged to do whatever he commanded, no matter how immoral or perverted it might be. Being the second in command, lowly members of the clown gang asked no questions when they carried out her orders. Insane outlaws, immoral thugs and lowly criminals, they all formed the muscle of operations. And expandable crew of nameless goons, but also crazy enough to take orders from such a dangerous duo.When the law enforcement was this corrupt, crime rate was high across the city. The clown gang didn t care much about money, but they still needed funds to support their criminal activities. Latest plan to make some quick cash involved the kidnapping of a blameless lad, who was guilty of being a wealthy businessman s daughter. However, not so blameless daughter of the mayor quickly replaced their target. The poor fool had been talking lowly about the clown lately. An admirable boldness coming from a pretty girl. She needed to be taught a good lesson about respect. Maybe her brave dad, the mayor could learn not to mess with the gang this way as well. Come to think of it, maybe the whole city should have witnessed the bitter regret of the mayor s daughter. It would have made a good show.Thanks to the boss silly but also remarkable plans, the deed had been already completed easily. This was only half of the scheme though, the rest was to collect the ransom money and put this talkative beauty in her place. Her father was already threatened with the life of her daughter if he were to try something funny. In the meantime, the kidnapped little princess needed to be just a good girl and cooperate with her wicked kidnappers. She was currently held in an abandoned factory in a dark corner of the city. A hidden hideout difficult to trace. The industrial building was big and cold. Dull walls and dusty floors. It definitely wasn t a pleasant place to find oneself, which reflected the perilous situation of being kidnapped very well.In a quite distressed way, the captive was tied up under a thick concrete column. Out of all things, both her arms and legs were tied with a string of Christmas lights that blinked in vibrant colors. A cheap piece of fabric was wrapped across her mouth to muffle her verbal protests. Although her kidnapping was a successful operation, the gang had encountered a slight issue during the ordeal. Mostly because of a member s stupidity. It wasn t important at this point, but still needed to be dealt with. Said thug was now before the woman in charge to account for his mistakes. The two were in a different room, but their discussion was still audible from the main hall. You ve been bad! A high pitch voice rang in the desolate place. Harley, no one told me there ll be extra guards. The thug protested against the accusation. You silly fools ain t smart! Mama spanks! Harleyclaimed. A few loud bangs came from the room after her exclamation. Despite the crazy woman s claim, it sounded much harsher than just a strict palm dropping on one s butt. Painful grunts of the man accompanied the woman s punishment.After she was done with the man, Harley returned to the hall. Skipping across the floor like a schoolgirl who just got out of a boring class. An ornate baseball bat she swirled in the air, gaving away the source of the previous bangs. She certainly didn t share the serious looks of a regular mobster. Quite the opposite, she was a pretty colorful woman. Maybe she wanted to cause a distraction by her skimpy looks, or just liked to wander around like a slutty entertainer. Her fit, long legs were in fishnet tights. Through the gaps, several tattoos present on her thighs were visible. Tight shorts defined her shapely bum very well. Sequins on the fabric sparked invitingly around her hips, one cheek pink, other blue. A crop top exposed her flat belly. Two pigtails swayed next to her painted face as she energetically walked towards her cute captive, , ready to start her education. Becky didn't know how she'd ended up here. All she knew, is that this was the standard scenario. She was the daughter to a wealthy man, an influencial man even, so she was prey for villains. Not brave enough ro rob a bank anymore, or maybe not even capable at all, they largely thrived on ransom to make their sad living.Becky knew this from an early age, but had always been lucky enough to avoid it. Well, not anymore appearantly. To make matters worsr, she was in the hands of the lunatics. Becky didn't think much of them, very littlenin fact. But to actually resort to this low of methods...sad...it probably meant the downfall of their era had come.Seeing the idiotic woman finally approach her, Becky felt a wave of fear, which she quickly put aside to keep up a straight face. "You know he'll pay, just send the message and lets get it over with." She snarled and looked away from the supposedly dangerous woman. The less she had to interract with her the better. Current lacking justice system of the shady city was making the life pretty difficult for its populous residents. It almost seemed like a new gang popped into existence every day across the impure streets. The people had to suffer through kidnapping, theft and countless other crimes. It was all a bit more difficult for people of fame. Those wealthy individuals who lived so large were quick to be targeted by crime organizations. Falling victim to maybe the worst, the most insane gang, Becky had a lot to concern herself. Not only about her wellbeing, but her pride as well. Although coming from a wealthy family, her unpleasant kidnapping was less about money, and more about the daring interviews she so boldly gave on TV.Her athletic form casting a curvy shadow on the abductee, the energetic clown looked down at the girl, who didn t carried the obvious hints of dread. It was perhaps a mask she had worn to make herself look tougher than what she really was. This was hardly the first time the gang had kidnapped someone, though they all displayed different traits. Soon, this one too would show her true colors, while displaying an intimate side of herself, a private side she could have preferred to have covered. Listen doll The woman s annoyingly high pitch voice broke the silence. Harley bent down to draw herself closer to her captive, the colorful fabric of her shorts stretching around her shapely hips and offering a dangerously tempting view from behind. Don t know anything about daddy, but you ll be paying for sure! The crazy looking clown claimed. She was indeed intended to a send a message, but not to her rich father, but to the whole city. A perverted message about what happens to those who messes with her. Holding her bat firmly in her hand, Harley pressed it blunt tip against the young woman s chest, lightly crushing one breast.While she attended her guest, some goons wandered in the background, seemingly carrying some commercial equipment. One of them called out to the acting leader of the gang. Hey boss! Where will we put this? The burly man asked, holding a tripod on his shoulder.One polished finger pointed at an empty spot in the large hall. Right there sweaty. Right in the corner! Harley nodded, her pigtails swinging with the motion. She straightened her back and held her funny bat sideways behind herself to lean her head against it. Her flexible form was decently shaped, giving her a tempting look with that striking outfit. This was certainly a dangerous temptation though. While her own sparkled daringly, the twisted woman checked her guest s outfit. Hmm She squinted her blue eyes at the girl. Becky felt a wave of naussea come up, not only was she being held captive, she had to go through the entire "Look how bad I am" routine. Rolling her eyes, Becky nodded and noticed that Harley did actually lean her head against the bat as she was portrayed so often.Some goons in the back setting up some torture device probably, only used to threaten her and her father. Becky could only sit and wait, watch as the woman was enjoying herself greatly. Was this seriously so amazing to these goons? Was this what they lived for?"For fuck sake...you want me to cry? Oh please...please miss clown fuck...please let me go." Becky hissed irritated Harley stood there frozen. Assumedly sarcastic mood of her ransom material didn t impress the clown. Those daring statements had been the main reason for the young woman s presence at this desolate place in the first place. She indeed sounded like someone who needed to be put in her place. A task her wicked captor enjoyed to perform as well. Hmm, I don t like your behavior Missy Harley expressed her feelings. While her men plugged some random cables at the back, she was thinking about different kind of plugs to use on her newest victim. Hey boss? Another member of her insane gang interrupted her conversation with Becky, showing a bulky camera to the lady in charge. Where do you think?! The attractive clown scolded the guy. Soon, said thug heading towards the tripod he placed earlier to attach the camera to its obvious spot. Her bright eyes once again glanced at the immobilized woman. Your clothing ain no good either! Harley judged the girl s appearance. Too serious. She continued. With that, the clown sunk to her knees to join her captive on the floor. Her digits moved fast and undo the girl s bottom, quickly discarding it to reveal what lay underneath. Kicking and struggling showed to do little for Becky. With her trousers down before she really had a clue, Becky was red and furious as the clown kept her eyes staring at the casual black thong she was wearing. Calvin Klein branded of course, a white band on the top showing that off.Becky snarled at the clown again. "What the fuck!? She shouted now realising she was judging her clothing and about to take it off. "Fuck off! I don't want to be a weirdo just like you!" While the mischievous clown pulled the woman s pants off her legs to reveal her choice of underwear for the day, her goons continued to prepare a little stage in front of the recently put camera. Oh, you bozos will ruin my surprise! Harley complained about her men. She grabbed a fistful of Becky s hair to pull the now pantless girl up to her feet. Come one sista . Let s get some privacy. The clown yanked on her victim s hair, leading her to a room inside the main hall. The goons were used to the teasing outfits of Harley. Now though, there was a new pair of butt cheeks among them. They paused whatever they were doing for a moment to check on the new girl, staring at Becky s rich buttocks as the clown walked the girl. The delightful view of the rich girl s hips didn t last long though as the blonde closed the door shut behind her.The room wasn t very big, and simply furnished. A wooden desk and a few chairs, it was much like a small office room in this abandoned factory. Since her victim s hands were bound behind her back, it wasn t much of a hustle to lead the girl, although the clown princess wasn t a physically imposing gangster. Now Harley began to explain. She pushed on her captive s shoulders and shoved her down, bending the girl over the desk in a quite compromising position. We need to practice. Her tight hips pressed against the woman s behind her. Tell me how big of a slut you are! She put her ornate bat on the desk. Becky wasn't aware of what was this surprise...somehow she was scared by that. Aside from the woman being rough with her and Becky trashing to catch up in this painful and difficult position, she kept wondering about what this surprise was. If she wasn't in her thong already, Becky wouldn't have been so worried, thruth was, whatever this clown had planned, it made her more vulnurable in her undies."Uuugh!" Becky groaned as her stomach bounced into the desk, her well develloped breasts squished on the wood. To make things worse, she felt the clown position herself in a perverted stance behind her. "You? I bet you must be the biggest cock guzzling weirdo. For fuck sake, you must swallow confetti if your phsyco of a Joker told you to. Sad...portraying your problems on me like he did with you." Becky intended to say, whether she would get to finish her sentence was to be seen. But so far, Harley seemed to allow Becky to at least SPEAK freely. Her victim s lack of panties should have been enough to tell the girl that this was no ordinary kidnapping. In time, she was going to lose a lot more though. What, you re a psychologist now Missy? The clown asked, grinding herself against Becky s bent hips in a rhythmic pattern. She didn t feel the need of mentioning the sarcasm of her previous profession in the asylum, before she got crazy. To have a better look at the woman s bottom, she took a step back. Ya know, ya look a lot thinner on telly. Harley claimed. Her little fingers tucked into the girl s panties, she unceremoniously yanked the undergarment down to expose Becky s bare cheeks. Have a foul mouth too! She didn t waste much time exploring the curvature of her victim s backside. One of her hands swiftly swung at her lippy captive s rear, digits grasping a cheek, polished nails digging into her skin. It was obvious this gal wasn t willing to cooperate. Perhaps, she needed a little training before getting on the stage. Harley reached for a drawer under the desk, opening it with a creak. Her body once against leaned against the girl s bared hips. Cheerfully humming a song, the twisted clown pulled a green dildo out of the drawer. She put it on the desk, next to her victim. Now, what is your color? Another rubber cock followed next. This one was blue. She grabbed the girl from her hair, firmly pulling her head back to check her eye color. A third, dark dildo was brought to the table, a bit thicker than the others. Well...shit! Becky had run out of steam, not so much because she was scared of the clown. More, well, scared for her virginity. The clown seemed to be aiming for a spot where Becky was indeed vulnurable, but aside from that, she seemed to be very into it. The grinding, the way the clown's body seemed to constantly contact hers...it wasn't the slap that hurt her the most, though thay stung like a bee, it was the realisation she'd literally be FUCKED up by this woman.Deciding the dildo by the colour of her eyes seemed both fair and nutty to Becky, but she wouldn't try and challenge the blue colour Harley would find. Instead..."what...what if I was sorry?" She asked with a trembling bottem lip as she looked slightly up with her cute blue eyes. Considering the clown s pretty close relations with a certain redhead, it was no secret that she enjoyed the company of both men and women. Besides, Becky seemed to be an attractive gal, certainly someone Harley wouldn t mind getting intimate with. In fact, pressing her hips against the fine butt she had before her had caused a wet spot to form on her shorts. The girl sure sounded like a little brat though, someone to be tamed first. Hmm The clown s little fingers closed around the blue dildo. Her glances shuttled between the girl s cute eyes and the rubber toy. I think this one and you will go well together. Her odd humor spoke. One by one, she grabbed the other dildos, tossing them back over her shoulder. Mmm mm mmm The blonde hummed. This time, her little digits held her own shorts. With a little dance, the crazy woman lowered the colorful garment. She didn t wear any undergarment, so it left her pussy bare. As she threw it, her shiny shorts flew over Becky and glided down on the floor in front of the girl. From a second drawer, the clown picked another accessory. Her hips stopped touching the girl. A harness slowly pulled up her legs. Straps that ran around her waist and over her round cheeks secured the harness to the clown. While she attached the dildo of her choice to her front, she gave another slap to her victim s cute rear. Oh, this ain t the time to say sorry! She suggested. In her twisted mind, ripping those apologetic words while she fucked the girl was more fun. Holding the cock that matched the girl s expressive blue eyes nicely, the clown aligned the tip of the toy with Becky s exposed womanhood. She didn t let it slide in yet though. Instead, it was her fingers what she placed over the girl s slit. Moving her digits up and down, Harley began to stroke her victim s pussy, rubbing her lower lips up and down. Ya know The clown began to speak again as her soft digits explored her victim s sex.

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https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/10983/

Kaiba's game of love.

Seto Kaiba the young CEO of Kaiba corp was working on a new project that would revolutionize the world of gaming once more. With an online duel interface that would also combine a virtual hangout for duelists all over the world to compete with their own decks. However he had one element left to tend before launching the Beta. A new monster that would be given away to the first players to win in the game. For this he wanted to hire new talent to give this new monster a unique fell. And so he began interviewing candidates to be the new creature designer for this game.After a few had tried he awaited for the next. Just commenting to his assistants and Mokuba about the previous entries."These are all rubbish isnt there a single talent among this pile of junk artists?" A woman his age walked to the door wearing dark blue pants and a white dress shirt her hair in a bun with small silver stud earring in her ears. She was different from the little shy girl he remembered but the circle shaped scar on her left hand was still there touching each knnuckle of her fingers and ending where the hand and wrist came together. Other then that she'd filled out and looked much more like a lady a small C chest and a flat stomahc with long legs and dark green eyes.She was a world known artist and Jennifer Avery certainly acted like it the girl had an American father and Japanese mother and saddly her father gave her up after her adopted Japanese mother passed in childbirth and the baby didn't survive and was wisked away by her grandparents to the states and hadn't seen Kaiba since then. He didnt look at her but instead asked to see her Portfolio. It seemed like she was what he was looking for and after Mokuba pointed out she seemed familiar it was him that called out her name."Jennifer Avery... I did remember how you looked but your name was all but forgotten I see you sign your drawings with your name."He said as he stood up and shook her hand. She looked to him and smiled "You've grown up Kaiba san." She pushed some stray strands of hair from her eyes. She walked forward and opened her portfolio and showed hiim the finished product for the monster the woman was something to behold. She didn't look the part but she had others if needed this was just an example "Only an example of my work." "This is impressive. I think this design fits very well it will be the second place card. For the first place I have something on my own mind that I want your help to make it come to life. A very special card. The Ruby Eyes Grand Dragon. A card only fit for the new king of games. And that will be me of course. After all I will be dueling in the finals and I expect to win the title as well as the new card we will be making together."He handed her portfolio as well as the drawing of the creature she had already made as a sample."What do you call that card" She smiled and blushed softly glad he liked her art and gasped hearing she got the job. "Thank you sir." She bowed softly and listened to the card being described and started coming up with ideas in her head.She took back her portfolio and thought a moment "The Mourning Lady." "So it is... I will have the game experts begin to work on the effect and stats for your card. The other one will be made with my personal supervision you will have your own studio and if you request it an assistant."He said as he walked down the aisle to her new studio which was fully decked with canvases art supplies and even bed and a kitchen it was indeed a studio, an apartment studio."You have today to move in and we will be working tomorrow after I am done with regular business hours. I will have my lawyers to make you a contract for more designs."He said as he stood in the middle of the room with his arms wide open to welcome her to her new home in the kaiba corp offices. She listened and smiled a design of hers made into a card she wanted to dance but kept her composure and had a smile from ear to ear and even a glow.She followed him and looked around it had privacy and it was well stocked with every kind of art supply she could need. "Wow. It's really nice thank you." She was glad she brought one suit case and didn't have much else with her. "I don't have much to move in." Her suitcase was sitting right by her and a soft blush was on her cheeks.She looked to him and titled her head seeing his arms open "Thank you for the warm welcome. I'd hug you but I don't wanna be fired." She sighed nervous with a little giggle. He laughed in his usual loud and sarcastic tone."Hahahaha I wouldnt fire you for such a thing. But that is a special case of you just being who you are."He stepped out of the room and as he walked past her he whispered in her ear."I do believe keeping you within my reach is a more than sound investment"He said into her ear seductively and walked out of the room as the automatic door closed behind him. She blushed and smiled "Thank you."Feeling him walk past a tingle went down her spine and looked to him tilting her head as he walked out. She then looked around and sighed "I wonder if I can go shopping? I need feed to eat and some more clothes. How do I get around? I barely got here."She spoke to an empty room and closed the door behind her unpacking what little clothing she had and looked out of the window. "Jen what've you gotten yourself into?" Mokuba walked in and handed her a Card Key."Here you go. My big brother wanted me to give you this key for your room and the ID. He had alaways had a crush on you when you were kids...I think he still does. Is that all you brought? I will take you to see Domino city then tour you for some fashion boutiques. After all Seto had made arrangements for you two to have dinner... He said that you had to look pretty."Mokuba said as he got up and walked her to the door. She turned to see Mokuba and took the card and ID smiling. "Thank you."She listened and nodded "I figured as much I liked him too just don't tell him." She heard that she'd get to see the city "I can't wait to see the city and I get to go shopping great." She squeaked and giggled lightly "Sorry I love to shop like any girl." Mokuba nodded as the both of them walked down and at the entrance several bodyguards awaited tehm to escort them into the Domino city shopping district. There they saw many clothes and dresses."Seto likes specially blue and white combinations"He said looking at her as she browsed the wares at a specially pricey store."Dont worry its Seto's treat" She walked with Mokuba and didn't mind the body guards and was happy to get to shop and couldn't wait to start."Hmm I think I can do that."She looked at the dresses first wanting to get tonight out of the way."Oh good I left my card at home." She giggled lightly and looked for the right blue dress. "there has t be a perfect dress here in Domino somewhere." Mokuba took her around the most fancy boutiques in Domino city Showing her around while the bodyguards waited outside. He was certain one of them had the dress she needed. If not... they could place a custom order.... had it delivered by tonight... her design and a dozen seamstresses working on it would not be a problem for Kaiba corps overflow of Money. she found one it was perfect stopping at the top of her knees and had white stitching so she had blue and white. "Do you think he'll like it?" She showed it to Mokuba "I didn't want the blue and white to be to lame looking." She looked nervous and hoped that it would be the last dress she'd have to try on another dress she was beyond tired and then she needed shoes this day would never end. Mokuba looked at her and was amazed on how good she looked. It was a really nice dress that fitted her perfectly. He natural curves very well accentuated by this beautiful dress."Yeah Seto would like it. You have quite an eye there. Maybe the two of you will get to hit it off better than I thought."He said as he passed his credit card to the store clerk. After getting charged for the dress the bodyguards took the bags from her, held the door for her, opened the Limousine door and left them climb in. She blushed and giggled "Great I'm glad he will I'm to tired to try on more dresses." She giggled "Really? That'd be great I like him." changing into her clothes and walked out happily after he paid and slipped into the limo and looked ot him. "What next shoes?" Mokuba shrugged."I wouldnt know its the first time I shop with a girl Seto is usually the one I go with."He said as he looked at his feet."Though I had fun today." "Oh well I need shoes to wear how about there next?" She smiled and looked ot him "I had fun to I forgot what its like to go shopping and actually have fun doing it." She giggled and looked at him "How's the pizza here? I haven't had any good pizza since I got here." She said happy to just be having some fun she figured Mokuba had the softer side of Seto the key to it . Mokuba smiled. "Sure I would love to eat some Pizza."He said as he walked to his favorite Pizza stand in the mall. There he waited for Jennifer to join him and ordered a slice of mushroom Pizza."I really have a hard time getting nice Pizza Seto is to neat and doesnt like me getting all messy with the sauce." She walked over and smiled ordering a slice of Surpreme."I don't mind getting dirty every once in a while I mean I paint for a living so it happens." She chuckled and waited patiently for their slices "Though I'm sure he'll loosen up just give him time."She hoped her being here would help him loosen up and have some fun. "Oh I sometimes believe he will never change. He is just who he is..."Mokuba said as he paid for the food and happily ate his pizza slice.He though having a girlfriend would help his brother change a bit and she seemed to be perfect for that. "I wouldn't say that people can change just the right reason has to be there."She smiled glad to have her slice and sat down with him to eat it and hoped that things would change not just for her but Mokuba as well he needs to have a big brother that can loosen up once in a while. After finishing his pizza he stood up and walked with her around the mall to the shoe stores."So what kind of shoes would you like to get?" She walked after him and smiled "Heels but not to high I don't wanna be taller then him." She giggled and looked at the shoes. "That wont be hard... my bro is really Tall you know?" He said as he smiled at her playfully after all Kaiba was a very tall man indeed. "Yeah but I dont really like heels that are to tall." She smiled and looked at him "Though heels make your legs look great." Mokuba looked at her puzzled."Do they I cant tell?He wondered how shoed could make legs look better and in what sense. "Oh well you're to young to notice really." She giggled and smiled lightly and found some white heels "How does these look? The heel isn't to tall." She took off her shoes and slipped on the heels and showed him "What do you think?"

['Kaiba', 'Mokuba', 'Avery']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/110104/

A Ranger and His Pokémon ( saturn-rings and saber arturia )

The Pinwheel Forest of Unova was one of many turns and twist, threatening to swallow up any trainer who didn t know where they were going. When she was a young Torchic, Charity might have been afraid of the dark woods and it s unknown inhabitants, but now she was a strong Blaziken, trained by who she would regard as the true Pok mon master, Alexander.Charity had started off small and scared, hiding behind tuffs of red and blonde hair, when he had first made her his partner. Since then, she had grown into something fierce and beautiful. Despite her timid nature, she was a worthy opponent to even the strongest of Pok mon, her fire and fighting type set offering her a wide range of moves, which her and Alexander used to there advantage. The two were quite a pair, hardly ever losing a battle.With her strength and resilience came a beautiful body. She was shorter than most Blazikens, standing only at five feet with long blonde hair that cascaded down her back. Her strong legs and arms each had special cuffs around the wrists and ankles and her fingers lead to sharp claws that could tear through the skin of any Pok mon she faced in battle.No one could really be surprised by the strength of the duo. They had been around many regions, training together but never once facing the Pok mon league. Their life was simple, composed of traveling and camping, such as what they were doing now.The sun had just began to rise as Charity laid snuggled into Alexander s side, keeping him warm in the middle of a winter night. Her eyes peaked open, revealing blue orbs that flickered with fire as she stood up and began to dress herself for the day. Saber Arturiawould you still be interested in this ?

['Arturiawould', 'Saber']

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Fallen Imperium (Demaron19 & PlatemailBikini)

It had been a hard landing but a survivable one for most aboard the shuttle. For the ship they had deployed from less so as part of what had caused them to crash was the shockwave of the Raging Dawn exploding from catastrophic meltdown that started in the engines. If it was a accident or sabotage was now impossible to say, but it was the least of their concern. The sisters on the planet were stranded... no communications going out... some kind of barrier that stopped even normal equipment from working right. That armor became a determent more then protection if it wouldn't move so the woman were for the most part 'underdressed'... not that had found anything to fight...Sister Alexadra Mortathwas currently away from the others, a scouting mission through the forest they had landed in and so far she found no signs of civilization. Not that Alexadra minded that, it allowed her to walk about with her top fully removed and her large breasts allowed to breath in the cool air. Having large breasts and wearing their form of power armor was less then comfortable. Growing up her superiors always scolded her for her large breasts and what trouble it caused during training and suiting up in gear... "Bitter old hags..." She grumbles... she was a loyal sister, but that loyalty was to the God Emperor, not to those jealous of her body. Shivarshtari grumbled to herself as she trudged through the forest. Trudged of course, having a different meaning to the nimble drukhari, as she leaped from tree to tree, scouting the forest for any signs of life. Of all the world to crash on, they land on this Khaine forsaken rock. Communications were cut off completely, and some kind of energy field had disabled all but the most basic of equipment. Luckily, their armour was light enough to still use. Only a handful of them had made it to the surface, and with no commander to follow, they had decided to draw lots for their tasks.Shivarshtari suspected it was rigged however. Letheria and Fandinia had handled the lottery, and it was no secret they didn't like her at all, so of course it had just so happened that she was sent away from the wreckage to scout.Just as she was about to leap, she heard movement below, and froze. Scanning for the source, she quickly spotted a mon'keigh wandering in the woods. Curious, this planet was far from their territory. She had expected natives, or maybe Tau. She must have been from that ship that blew and took them out. She bit her lip. The mon'keigh was naked, but clearly one of their 'sororitas'. Prime slave stock. Had it not been for their precarious position, and the fact that the others would skin her alive and take the slave right away, she would have pounced and captured. Instead she leaped from the branch she was perched on, a perfect backflip as she landed behind another tree soundlessly. Then she stepped out, facing the mon'keigh."Greetings mon'keigh." She would bank on the dumb apes' inability to differentiate between the aeldari groups. "You seem lost. You're from the ship that went down, no?" Alexadra certainly had not expected what happened next. Suddenly standing before her was a xeno, a fully dressed and armed xeno at that. "Eldar!" She screams and stumbles back, her large breasts and other supple curves jiggling as she just about falls on her fat mon'keigh ass. She may have been naked, but she wasn't unarmed as she pulled up the sororitas style bolter she had been caring. A lighter version the Space Marines used... only problem... she had maybe 5 shots? Enough to kill the Eldar before her, but she would actually have to HIT the Eldar..."Stay where you are Eldar scum!" She orders, the way she was standing gave a pretty good view of her little pale pussy, a good place for something fat and thick. Shivastari remained where she was. "Okay. Rude." She had dealt with mon'keigh on less hostile terms before, and knew their xenophobia get the better of them often. Granted, those were guardsmen, no sororitas, but how much worse could they be?"Calm down there sister, I'm not going to hurt you unless you do something drastic. I just want to talk. Are you alone? Are there others?" She needed to know if these mon'keigh posed a threat. If there weren't to many of them, they may even turn out to be useful. There was also the fact to consider that this lady was naked, and had curves for days. That had to be considered carefully. She could already feel herself getting hard, her armor's codpiece growing larger to prevent it from hurting. Not only was that a tempting reason to have her way with this thing, orders be damned, but the sight of her codpiece getting bigger and she was particularly hung could affect the mon'keigh's behavior. It may come as a surprise but with the life of a religious battle nun who likes to set non human things on fire... not a tremendous sex life. So a very good chance that tight sister pussy was also a virgin pussy, and fucked senseless could be a much better way to extract information from her...The sister kept her bolter aimed. "I'm not telling you anything xeno filth, my sisters and I will not be beaten by Eldars who slink and hide away in the shadows." The brave and naked woman said. Her eyes examining the Eldar female... that was until she saw the codpiece. "What on holy terra is that?!" She asked with surprise and shock seeing the codpiece grow as the Eldar woman was getting a erection. She knew what a penis was, knew what a codpiece was as well, but why was this Eldar woman getting a erection!? Shivarshtari sighed. This was going nowhere."Fine. If you won't co operate, I'll just have to make you." With that she approached the fallen mon'keigh, not fearing her bolter at all. As she walked, she detached the codpiece, allowing her monstrous two foot cuntwrecker to spring free. "This," she gestured to her cock, "This is your new master, mon'keigh." Alexadra felt a cold chill run up her spin and a heat hit her in the loins as she saw that massive cock. "W what the hell?!" She screams, a scared virgin seeing her new god. She was trembling a bit, still holding the gun, she was about to pull the trigger... now was the time to disarm her. With Eldar speed and reflexes it wouldn't be too hard to do so, and then next she would be all her's to rape and abuse with that cuntwrecker.If they were going to be stuck on this world they would need a supply of slaves, as well as breeding stock, and good plump mon'keigh pussy would serve that purpose. She had said sisters so clearly more then just one, a group of them would be very useful for that goal, a way of starting a colony on this world. Shivarshtari let the mon'keigh pull the trigger. Bolters were slow, even by the standards of ballistic weaponry, and it was an easy task to simply dodge the shot, striding forward in the same motion, bringing her over to the mon'keigh in a single bounding step."Too slow," she chimed as she struck, kicking the mon'keigh's hand and forcing her to drop the gun, which went flying off into the underbrush. Shivarshtari simply dropped to her knees, onto the mon'keigh, one knee impacting her throat and the other striking into her belly. Yes, she had made up her mind. She would rape the information out of this one, and see if she couldn't take on the others alone. Sororitas tended to avoid males, so she could easily use her Mindmelter toxins to make them compliant. Then, she had the force to keep her kin off her back. The sister barely knew what hit her when the Eldar did literally hit her. She cries out and gags hard as knees hit her throat and stomach. Wanting to vomit and yet unable to as the way out was cut off by a Eldar armored knee cap. The sister was having a hard time breathing, her rage breasts jiggling and moving as she struggles to regain breath, her hands grabbing and trying to pull the knee on her throat off. She was far more concerned with staying alive then killing the Eldar bitch at this moment... or paying attention to her cock. Shivarshtari breathed a sigh of relief as she mon'keigh helplessly struggling against her."Settle down, I won't hurt you unless you resist." It wasn't a promise. She hadn't exactly made up her mind how this would go yet. Not like it mattered whther it turned out to be a lie or not in the end... "My name is Shivarshtari. Don't bother getting it right, your kind can't say it properly, so just refer to me as Shrike. Or mistress." She placed a hand on one of her jiggling tits, gently squeezing it. "Now, to make this easy: tell me where the rest of our kind are. I can be a merciful owner." The sister was angry, still struggling, when the xeno touched her large jiggling breast she still kept fighting. She may not know mean, or cock, but she knew well that xenos would rape pure human women. "Fuck you! I will not sell out my sisters to you and your xenos filth." She says with defiance and venom in her tone. Even so... her eyes kept darting back to that massive Dark Eldar cock... worry... fear... A slight sweat starting to form on her skin despite the otherwise cold air. Shrike's liquifier pistol barreled for the sister's throat, hitting her hard as the hand guard at the front of the pistol impacted with her trachea, the two blades sinking into the ground like it was hot butter, effectively pinning the sister in place by her throat while also delivering a painful, yet relatively harmful blow."I know your kind can be rather lacking in the brains department, but here's some basic logic for you. If Iwon'thurt you when youdon't resist, what will I do when youdoresist?" She leaned in close, displaying er own kind's marvelous dexterity and flexibility, her face mere inches from the SIster's. "Answer:"Letting go of the pistol, Shrike raked her clawed fingers across the sister's chest, leaving thin red lines in her wake. The tips were serrated on a monomolecular level, amplifying the pain in much the same way a paperclip hurt more that a slice from a knife. Only, of course, much worse."Understood, you filthy mon'keigh whore? Or shall I give you amother example?" The sister cries out in pain as the cut ran down her flesh. Her large pale breasts now bearing a red claw mark, trickles of blood from the thin red mark. Trembling as the pain was intense. D damn you She says trying to hold back the tears in her eyes and the scream in her throat. M my sisters will take you down, already they fortify their potion in the north. The human sneers... But she had given the answer. Shrike tutted, wagging her finger at the sister. "I'm disappointed in you, mon'keigh. All that zeal, all that arrogance, and you break so easily? I was looking forwards to tearing the intel out of you." She scooted backwards, spreading the sister's legs wide, digging her nails into her toned thighs as a warning, prodding her massive cock against the human's pussy."Now, all that remains is to break you. Are you a virgin, mon'keigh? Saving yourself for that corpse up on his shiny chair? Too bad. You and your holes are mine now." With that, she thrust forwards, sinking the head of her cock slowly into the waiting pussy. "Shrike owns you now, remember that. Behave and I might even let you keep your name..." Her eyes went wide... what had she done? Alexadra cries out as she feels her legs spread and claws dig into her thighs. Her human pussy small and plump, a tremble running through her body as she felt that Eldar crown rub and prob her slit. Her eyes stare down at the cock about to rape her, her eyes wide with fear. Trembling as her virgin cunt would stand no chance...Her fingers digging into the glass and dirt as the bitch breaker cock was being forced into her. Her virgin cunt forced open around the invading Eldar breeding organ. She squeals out in pain as she bites her lip, her hymen would fail... the Eldar would coat her organ in virgin blood. "Mmm, a virgin then. Count yourself lucky that the first woman to take you is someone as well endowed as I am. Someone well suited to properly breaking you in." She shifted her grip, letting her pull the sister towards her, thrusting in at the same time, building up a rhythm as she begins to truly fuck her new slave, caring little for her enjoyment as she teaches her exactly what will be expected of her."Now, first rule: Do as I say, no matter what. Otherwise this cock will fuck holes never meant to be fucked by cocks." Using her grip on the human's thighs, Shrike lifts her up, getting a better angle to plow into her. The weapon keeper her neck pinned to the ground forces her into an uncomfortable position where her whole weight is resting on her shoulders, neck, and head, while her lower body is hoisted up, every thrust causing her to rock against the mud beneath her."So, to make sure you understand, what is the first rule?" The sister was in pain as her pussy was abused so by the massive xeno cock. Little soft human pussy, such a weak species, were human men so small to warrant such cunts? Not that the sister would ever know a human cock, not now.She was crying out in and pain and discomfort as she was pinned between her rape and the blades to her neck. Her cunt over stuffed and abdomen bulging from the size of her organ. She wanted to tell her to fuck off, to tell her to die, but her face was red and her eyes rolled back as she tries her best just to hold it together. M my body may be broken, b but my soul will, be, aaaaa! She screams out. "Wrong answer!" Shrike shrieked gleefully as she swiped at the sister's tits once more, her sharp claws leaving thin red lines that this time, crossed over her nipples. "One more try, you can do it!" Her voice was mocking, almost as if addressing a particularly slow child who she also happened to hate. "What. Is. The. First. RULE?!" Each word was punctuated by a hard thrust as she gripped the sister's hips, slamming into her and pulling her down onto her cock with every thrust."Last chance before I cut your tongue out and render your mouth the useless throat pussy it is." The sister crying out as blood dripped from the thin cuts. Her sensitive little nipple had a bead of blood that one, if perhaps color blind, could mistake for a bead of milk given how large her breasts were. She had tears running down her face as her pussy was fucked and her tender breasts abused. A life training for war left so little time to train for this... a quick death... not a slow rape. Obey! Do as you say and obey! She screams out crying like a little child. Scared and in pain as her pussy was forced to address so many new sensations. Her little cunt a mix of fluids and virgin blood as it was clear she was aroused. The body had its functions... a pussy and womb didn t care if the cock breeding it was a willing lover or a vile rapist. As the mewling little slut nun starts to scream for her to obey her, Shrike slams home one last time, hilting her cock deep inside, ramming into the sister's cervix as she lets out a scream of her own: a shameless orgasmic crescendo as she starts to pump her cum into its new receptacle. On a baseline level, there is no way a human and an aeldari could ever interbreed, especially not with the Drukhari's already worn out reproduction.However, the homonculi are clever, and the human genome is as easy to batter into submission as their bolter bitches. It wouldn't be a true child, but a twisted, half drukhari half mon'keigh abomination. One lacking both the intelligence and grace of the aeldari, and the strength of will and resourcefulness of mankind. "Haer'khine", is the aeldari word. It means "Empty vessel", reflecting the dim witted, easily controlled spawn. They were considered a guilty pleasure or shameless secret back in Commoragh. Either you couldn't get real slaves, or you were some kind of pathetic fetishist, stooping far below your level.But, desperate times called for desperate measures. She'd gotten the mod to earn a little extra on the side, but now it might save her life. Both mon'keigh and Haer'khine lived short lives. In just a decade or two she'd have an army...With a sigh of relief, Shrike finally pulled out, leaving glistening cum to drip out of the gaping pussy. She patted the sister on the thigh and gave her a wicked smirk. "Since you are now carrying our child, I'll give you one more chance. What was the first rule?" As she spoke, she held up a clawed hand to her face, clicking the tips of the claws together as they sparked up, stating to glow with heat. A bolter bitch was still just that... a bitch. A human female with a weak but... useful and adaptive womb. It was almost in dreadfully perfect sync that as her master climaxed so did she. The sister crying out, her back arching and her eyes rolling back as she feels her first orgasm. Her tight little human pussy squeezing and milking the Eldar cock for that thick aeldari semen.Her body trembling, coated in sweat. Her pussy leaving her master s cock coated in the fluids of her pussy as it pulls out from her... so much semen... so thick and heavy as it was free to ooze and drip from her little abused cunt. Pink lips and pale labia abused and now broken in for breeding. D do as... d do as you say... no m matter what... she says with gasping breath, stutters, broken... a woman raped and broken for the most part. Laying there as her master s semen violated her egg... Shrike crawled over the human until she was right above her, leaning in to kiss her possessively. By the time the drukhari pulled away, she had managed to slip a slave collar onto her. It was a sleek black thing, it's only ornamentation being some drukhari rune that a human probably couldn't decipher. The collar was attuned to an implant in Shrike's head, and would let her ensure obedience."There, that wasn't so hard, was it?" She rose, extracting her liquifier form the ground. "The second rule is that I don'y just own your body, I own your heart, your mind, and your soul. On that note, you need a name..." She visibly mulled this over for a minute. "I do like that derogatory nickname your own kind give you. Bolter Bitch." She shook her head, tutting, "No, that's more for you as a group." She suddenly remembered what her master had told her about identity's part in obedience training."Yes, all of you will be named Bolter Bitch until you distinguish yourself. And since you already have", she patted the sister's belly absently, "I think your new name is Broodslave. Yes, I like that...." The sister was still out of it as the Eldar slipped her tongue in a deep kiss... more so raping her mouth then anything romantic or loving. Not that she could fight back against it. Even as the collar was put on she laid there panting as semen kept leaking from her. Not even trying to fight for her own name, only groaning softly as her master pats her somewhat swollen belly with her womb so full of Aeldari semen.Eventually she gathers herself enough, still panting and mentally foggy, but she sat up a little with the aid of her elbows. She could finally see herself. See her legs weak and spread, still trembling some. See her abdomen swollen... the heavy feeling inside her... and see her once pure pussy... see that thick Aeldari spunk oozing out from her. "Brood... child... you... y you bred me..." She said. Not so much a question, she believed it, but she knew she shouldn't believe it. That it shouldn't be possible. And it here she lay, eyes glancing to the massive cock that had fucked her, and back to her own slit used and now tainted by Aeldari life. "A child... inside me..." something primal in the back of her mind was telling her this was a good thing... what her body was made for. "Oh, I think I may have scrambled your eggs a little too much there..." Shrike muttered in a concerned tone of voice as she watched Brooslave's pathetic attempts to communicate. Or sit up. "Oh well, at least I named you right. Doesn't seem like you'll be able to do that much more than be bred now." She shrugged. "Oh well." She pulled Broodslave up to her feet and ensured she could at least stand. "Now, to take down the rest of you."Leading her latest acquisition by the hand, she set off north, towards the other sororitas. She just needed time to recover is all. She would never be her old self again, but her master would be able to get some use out of her more then breeding... though when further along in their pregnancy human slaves did tend to become somewhat less useful.The sister follows along behind her as her master leads the way. Her prize naked with semen leaking down her legs as they walked north to where the other sisters were. She stumbled a few times but eventually recovered enough strength in her legs to walk normally.By the time they reached the outskirts of the new and still poorly built up camp it had become darker then naked human eyes were generally good for. Still, the four remaining sisters were armed. Taking them one at a time would be safer... maybe waiting and seeing if a opportunity arises... while enjoying her new broodslave some more. Taking in the situation and the terrain, Shrike had found a large tree with branches sturdy enough to hold an entire squad of reavers, let alone her and Breedslave. With a little patience, an opening would inevitably present itself.In the meantime, she held Breedslave close, idly fondling her tits and occasionally dipping down to feed her some of the cum still dripping out of her own cunt. "There's a god girl," she cooed venomously, "better learn to like it, it's gonna be a staple diet from here on out." The human fuck toy just shivering from her touch and the slight chill in the air on her naked body. Groaning softly as her large tits were played with and she had semen right from her own pussy hand fed to her by its depositor. "Y Yes... master..." She says blushing in shame and humiliation as she swallowed another bit of the semen... Aeldari spunk... Something about it tasted off, and more then just the fact it was cum. Almost like her human body knew she shouldn't be drinking this xeno semen... and yet... she did anyway. In other good news it seemed her little tight pussy was already recovering very well, good young human pussy... good and elastic even if too small for its own good.The next chance arrived. SisterIrva Arnbordwas the oldest woman of the five total sisters. A woman who had seen her fair share of years and conflicts. At her age maybe she should have been moved out to one of the non combat orders, but it was too late for that now. She was dressed in light armor as the group only had such with the heavier stuff having been lost in with the ship. A view from her back showed some scares and healed over bullet holes, but nothing to suggest her internal breeding organs may no longer be working. If anything her age should say that but... wouldn't hurt to try, could maybe get a few children out of her before she's completely barren from age.She was moving out from the camp, away from the others. In her hand was what looked to be a longer ranged weapon, hunting maybe? Did it actually mater why? Soon she would be naked and full of Aeldri spunk just like her first whore. Shrike hummed thoughtfully as she observed the older sister leave camp. She patted Breedslave on the head, murmuring for her to stay there until she returned. And then, with a silent leap, she was on the ground.Keeping up with the mon'keigh was easy, and she waited until she was a good distance away from camp before she struck. It was just as easy to come up behind her undetected and wrap her arms around her, one hand digging the tips of her claws into her throat, while the other took a dive into her pussy,, hooking against her g spot instantly."Drop your weapon Mon'keigh, or I slit your throat and eat you." Of course, no Drukhari would stoop so low as to eat mon'keigh flesh, but she didn't know that, and it made for such an effective threat. "Before you do anything stupid, ground rules: I'm Mistress, or Shrike. You do as I say, no matter what. I own you now, and you're nothing but a toy to me, so don't think I wont' kill you just because you're mine. Finally..." She buried her cock into the deep valley of Irva's meaty asscheeks, letting her feel just how big it is. "This is your new god." The elder sister didn t stand a chance. The claws at her throat was shocking but it was the fingers up her tight aged cunt that had her gasp out and drop her gun by accident. Looking over her shoulder best she could at the damn xeno scum. Y you think I m scared of you? Eat me, for I shall be by the god emperors side in She started as she felt that heavy fat Eldar cock rubbing between her thick ass cheeks. Her eyes wide y your fucking kidding me? You can t be serious with that think! She says in a mild panic. Shrike chuckled and ran her tongue up Irva's cheek. "Oh, don't tempt me..." Her breath was hot a wet against the sister's ear. Suddenly she struck, sinking her sharp fangs into the woman's neck. Not deep enough to be dangerous, but deep enough to draw blood. "You seem like you've seen your fair share of action. So I'll let you choose: Ass, or pussy? Which one do you prefer to get stuffed in?" The older human woman shivers feeling that tongue across her skin, a mix of disgust and... well... it was disgusting! It only got worse when the insane xeno bit her! Actually bit her! She scream out as blood drips down her neck from the puncture wounds. You fucking! She starts shouting but then feels that cock still rubbing against her thick human ass. Y you ll pay for this you xenos filth... her eyes narrowing, but a blush across her face as well. P pussy... she says with a bit of shame. Shrike cooed at the almost bashful reply, rubbing her cock against her ass a few times while she ruthlessly fingered her g spot. "Hmmm, that eager to be bred? Or is that tight little ass too sensitive?" She pulled her hand out of the sister's cunt, holding the slick fingers up in front of her tauntingly. Without much warning she reared back, and began sinking into her pussy, the huge cock stretching her out around it. The older sister grunts and twitches as her pussy is toyed with by the xeno s fingers, a tight and mature little cunt to be sure, so under used due to the life style of their order. Her eyes growing wider as she saw the fingers coated in her own fluids... her body betraying her.Her punishing for such a impure body coming soon enough as she feels that fat head pressing to her cunt. Feeling the thick throbbing shaft pushing into her human pussy. She cries out in shock and pain as her cunt was being forced open far wider then it should, her body trembling as the xeno started to rape her. Rule 34 1futa adeptus astartes areolae armor armwear balls beauty mark black hair breasts casual chestless clothing curvy erect nipples exposed torso female space marine flaccid footwear futa only futa sans pussy futanari gauntlets greaves grey eye rule34.xxx

['Shivarshtari', 'Alexadra', 'Mortathwas']

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Dragonball: A New Beginning (Mathim x Siouxsie Asylum)

The universe was a vast, dark place teeming with life, on planets all mind bogglingly far apart from each other, and yet the advent of technology soon negated this cumbersome isolation and travelers were capable of faster than light speeds to explore the unknown. Far more civilizations were able to reach this level of technology and soon a thriving galactic economy of trade and political exchanges was established. It was far from ideal, with many conflicts arising as a direct result among planets more greedy than they had any right to be, but waging interplanetary campaigns was a rather dubious enterprise and so peace was for the most part the order of the day. That was, until the arrival of a particular warlord whose singular person had more power within than an entire fleet of the most advanced warships.Frieza, a veritable galactic emperor, effortlessly crushed numerous planets that he sought to bring under his dominion. They made the foolish mistake of refusing. This dictatorial, almost child minded sadist was in no mood to hear the word 'no' and his wrath was swift and, though none would ever have the guts to utter it aloud, entirely unnecessary overkill. Worlds full of valuable resources reduced to barren wastelands where not even the charred skeletons of the hapless denizens remained. Six major worlds fell before Frieza's name began to make blood run cold, and rather than even attempt to resist or merely negotiate, planets swore allegiance immediately in the hopes of being spared. If one could call the men being conscripted into Frieza's armies and never see their families again 'spared', that is.No planet had more than a handful of soldiers that could enforce Frieza's rule on their own, the few very talented ones enjoying higher ranks within Frieza's inner circle. That is, until they made contact with Planet Vegeta. This was a mostly lawless land, where the natives had wiped out an entire other species recently that they had been warring with for control over the planet. Those other tragically extinct being, the Tuffles, were what Frieza's soldiers had expected to find there, their advanced technology allowing them interstellar travel and other valuable resources useful to the empire. Instead, they found savage, yet cunning, people, humanoid in appearance but possessing monkey like tails and an incredible propensity for hand to hand combat. The planet was rather inhospitable, however, to most of Frieza's vassals. For one thing, the gravity on this world was inordinately strong, fitting for the raw power possessed by these beastly Saiyans, as they called themselves.They quickly became the equivalent of Frieza's favorite playthings. They loved nothing more than fighting, and when they weren't off doing that in the name of conquering planets in Frieza's name, they were entertaining him directly with exhibition matches in coliseum style arenas. "Dance, monkeys, dance!" Frieza would gleefully clap as the Saiyans butchered any opponent sent up against them with ruthless ferocity. This lasted for quite some time, and King Vegeta was a mere boy prince when Frieza's name first became known to them. While it had been difficult to get them to do anything other than thrash Frieza's soldiers who had tried to make first contact and demand their fealty, it did not yet reach the point of Frieza becoming irritated enough to wipe them out, as then King, Vegeta the 1st , recognized the level of technology from their visitors and what it could do for his people. Vegeta was a rather barren place as it was, even if they called it home. Calling for a truce, they were able to negotiate with Frieza's forces and were delighted that in addition to accessing that technology, they would get to sate their bloodlust by spreading their violence to countless other worlds. It was a match made in Hell, truly.But one day Frieza's favorite toys ceased to be what he had once thought they were. While it was a rare occasion, even on their own home world, the Saiyans had neglected to mention a peculiarity of their species, the very reason they toppled the Tuffles after such a long war against them. Right in the middle of a free for all battle with an open roof, dozens of Saiyans were expected to fight to the death until only one was left standing, and they would be richly rewarded. Unfortunately, the planet they were on was having a full moon that night, and the open ceiling gave them all a full, clear view of the moon. They all froze just as the battle was beginning, mesmerized by the pale light. Frieza was puzzled, and quickly became infuriated at their failure to entertain him as expected. But what he saw next turned that anger into something he had never felt before: Fear.A primal roar shook the ground, the collective voices of the Saiyans bellowing louder than it should have been possible for beings their size. In a matter of seconds, each and every one of them swelled in size, their bodies covered entirely in hair but for their hands, feet and faces, which elongated and looked rather more wolf like than ape, but their body structures still resembled that of an upright walking chimpanzee, though with their enormous Saiyan tails. The entire coliseum exploded outward, unable to contain even five full sized Saiyans, and the planet, much smaller than their native one, was not long for itself once they began thrashing about, still driven to do only one thing: Fight. To the death. Their energy beams spewing from their mouths were at least ten times as powerful as any the Saiyans had wielded in standard form. Every Scouter worn by anyone who survived this initial transformation event exploded from overload. Frieza retreated to his ship and fled, the first time he had ever shown cowardice to any of his soldiers. None dared question this, however, as they were just as scared shitless of this nightmare! At least with Frieza they knew where they stood, but with these out of control monsters, there was no safety but being no closer than orbit!The planet was small enough that Frieza, with intense concentration and a significant amount of his own power, was able to destroy it, which, one way or another, would kill the giants that would be identified by non transformed Saiyans as Oozaru. Frieza demanded to know why this information was kept from him, and made no pretense that he wasn't making a direct threat to annihilate the lot of them for this treachery. How dare they hide something that could potentially topple him if a concentrated effort was mounted to be near him at the time of transformation? A strong enough Saiyan, in Oozaru form, could actually stand a chance against Frieza, almighty as he may have been. This whole situation was unprecedented, as was Frieza's reaction to it. It became clear that the new Saiyan ruler, King Vegeta the 2nd had not wished to give away any of the information that could be used to their detriment. Every Saiyan would keep it to themselves that their tails were their weak point, and were the key to unlocking their transformation that only occurred during full moons.Frieza didn't figure it out himself, but his advisors , connected the Saiyans' transformation to the full moon, although nothing about their tails was yet known to be involved. Knowing that a full moon was about to occur on Planet Vegeta, Frieza decided it was now or never. The Saiyans would likely know that it was a full scale war and that they were going to have to band together for a last stand against Frieza. It should have been obvious that them still having a King of their own meant they were not truly loyal to an outsider. Their pride would not let them bow down to a non Saiyan! Thousands of them had gathered as Frieza set a course for their world, intending to blow it up and them along with it, Oozaru or not! A show of strength was needed now, to ensure that no other races hiding any sort of major powerups would ever even think about challenging him!It was a trait of the royal family of Saiyans that even in their Oozaru forms, they retained full use of their mental faculties and even their voices. In this way, King Vegeta the 2nd and his son, Prince Vegeta, were able to quell the savagery of their brethren and lead them like a true army against Frieza. Firing their mouth lasers skyward, they decimated all backup spaceships Frieza had brought along with him, and he ordered all but his flagship to retreat. Still too fearful to enter the atmosphere of the planet, Frieza instead opted for the next best solution to the problem: The moon had to go. Still recovering from his recent high level energy expenditure on the coliseum planet, it took a toll on him to muster the power to obliterate Vegeta's moon, but it happened, and the Oozaru shrank back down to their original forms. This was a devastating loss for the Saiyans. The only planet they knew of for certain had a moon cycle they could use to their advantage, now moonless. But that wasn't all they had also to contend with the massive pieces of their crumbled moon crashing down onto the planet, causing demolition on a scale that would embarrass even a rampaging Oozaru. Planet Vegeta wasn't fit for sustaining life very much even before, but now...remaining in that dusty atmosphere would be toxic to any lifeforms. They had no choice but to flee.This was, however, a window in which they were capable of doing so without Frieza's immediate retaliation. That last moon crushing attack was crippling to Frieza. His energy needed time to replenish and no one else with him now was capable of going down there and blasting down the Saiyans' ships before they could leave the planet. Though hundreds of Saiyans perished in the effort as their planet turned on them, they still largely managed to evacuate, going off in all directions, agreeing to come together again one day and make Frieza pay for this. They would need to get stronger, strong enough that even a full moon would not need to be relied upon. Whispers of trying to find the legendary Super Saiyan, even. But after their initial takeoff, they had to maintain radio silence to ensure they could not be followed or tracked. They might need to settle on distant planets that had never made contact with any other species before. As long as Frieza couldn't follow or find them until they were ready to be found, their will to defeat him would live on.The King and Prince each boarded their own space pods and went off in the same direction, intending to keep their bloodline together and bring along a small harem of females. After all, it wouldn't do to just leave their population as it was. They needed to repopulate, especially if they wanted more firepower against Frieza when the fateful day arrived. However, things were not going to be that easy for them. The best laid plans of mice and men were not immune to Murphy's Law. Passing space debris caught Prince Vegeta's pod and damaged it very badly, causing it to go off course and not follow anywhere near the course of his father and harem of females' ships. Everyone had planned on a long journey to put enough distance between themselves and Frieza's forces, and were in hibernation within their pods. Nobody was alerted that Vegeta's was suddenly no longer following them. His craft hurtled toward an alien world that had thankfully never known the existence of other worlds with intelligent life...at least, not for the most part. The guardian of Earth was, in fact, another alien, but that was a tale for another day.Unconscious, badly hurt but still capable of breathing in space thanks to a great deal of training, Vegeta was unable to extricate himself from his predicament and mercifully his considerable strength allowed him to withstand what would have easily killed a lesser warrior, as well as the crash to the ground when it finally came. A smoking meteorite creating a city block sized crater just outside of the planet's biggest major city would certainly get the attention of the local news, but no one could possibly have predicted that it was going to contain the still living body of an unearthly visitor! Fortunately, Earth was a rather unusual place full of humanoid animals, sentient monsters, non extinct dinosaurs, and amazing levels of technology, so he would not be treated as a freak, or as a threat...unless he acted as such. They were very open minded there on Earth...some, more than others like the particularly inquisitive, gifted and especially the young and reckless. The Briefs Family: a small family located residing in the center of West City, one of the most famous and prosperous cities on Earth. Briefs had become a household name, and it would be rare to find someone who did not know about them. The name was on the cover of almost every science magazine for one reason or another. Many believed the family to be destined for greatness, and based on all of the accomplishments of Dr. Briefs, the patriarch of the family, no one could blame someone for making such an assumption. However, that had not always been the case.Dr. Trunks Briefs had always been hungry for knowledge in his youth, looking for ways to make simple tasks easier for his mother, who had several children to look after.One day, I ll make sure she ll always have someone there to help her, someone to make life easier for her,he thought. Being the youngest of six children, there wasn t much he could do. But as he got older, he had taken an interest in science and all the possibilities it has to offer.If we ve advanced this much, there s no telling what we can do to use science to our advantage!The young boy had grown into a young man, holding onto that belief tightly. People thought him to be odd, always seeing his face buried in books that were larger than what most of his peers would ever attempt to read. His passion had become second nature, and before he even had his PhD diploma in hand, he had already been offered a job that gave him his own science and tech team. Briefs would soon grace the cover of science magazines on occasion, and in small print. Yet fame was not his goal. On the contrary, he wanted to make life easier for everyone to give all people, whether they were rich, poor, or in between, a lifestyle that would allow them to focus more on what was important to them. It wasn t long before Dr. Briefs was able to fulfill his promise to his mother with the use of robotics and artificial intelligence, but his craving for more was never fully sated.His work, while unorthodox to some, was nevertheless ingenious. His rivals, those who were jealous of his mind and abilities, worked hard to stop him from overshadowing them. One academic journal after another was rejected, and his unique ideas were often ridiculed, being mocked to no end.You really think you can manipulate the atoms of inorganic objects to fit inside something smaller than the palm of your hand, no matter the size? How absurd! Those who had constantly refuted him would eat their words. Dr. Briefs parted ways with his former employer and decided to start a venture of his own to have his own enterprise that would lead the world into the future of technology. But how would he do this? What would be the breakthrough product that would put his name in the minds of everyone? Time travel, perhaps? No...that would take years, and there was no guarantee that it would be successful. These Dino Capsules will either make or break me. But what if I fail? A couple of years would pass before he would meet his wife, Panchi. She was the complete opposite of him not book smart at all, and came off as being rather airheaded and aloof. But she had a hidden knack for reading the atmosphere and people she interacted with and she was his biggest supporter when no one else backed his endeavor. With that, he made his decision and stood firm in it, banking his entire livelihood on a small, thumb sized capsule. It was thanks to those capsules that he could now live a life in comfort while running his own company, Capsule Corp. His first daughter was born Tights. Within her, he instilled an affinity for technology, and some years later, his second daughter was born Bulma. She naturally took up an interest in science, and in his eyes, she had a gift. While Tights had eventually left the nest to focus on other things, Bulma wanted to learn as much as she could from her father, and he was more than happy to teach her everything he knew. Yes, she will be the one to take over Capsule Corp. Bulma was just like any other teenager. She was into boys, particularly the bad boy type. Some nights, she would sneak out for some hours and return, getting caught from time to time. What set her apart from the others her age was her intelligence. At only 16 years of age, she was already helping her father with his project and preferred to spend her time after school in the lab, tinkering away and learning as much as she could about what made what work. Young Bulma was a scientist in her own right, and her father encouraged her when any odd idea came to her mind. He wanted her to shine. On one particular evening, something strange had occurred a meteorite landed just outside of West City. The outskirts were fairly empty, thankfully. Bulma had been out with some friends when it happened, and being naturally inquisitive, she parted ways with them and began to track down the site on her hoverbike. What if this thing holds some secrets of unexplored space? she thought, her shoulder length blue hair whipping behind her as she left the main road to head towards the rising smoke that came from the crash site. Whatever it was, it left a pretty impressive crater. Her bike sped up she needed to get there before the press did. Expecting to see a space rock in the crater, Bulma was more than a little surprised when she spotted a large metallic object. A...ship of some kind? H Hey, is anyone down there? she called out. No, there couldn t be anyone there. It would ve been impossible for anyone to survive such an impact. Still, her heart pounded excitedly in her chest. What a discovery this could be! The press couldn t get their hands on it first. Without giving it a second thought, she called her father. Dad, I found something, or someone. Bring an aircraft, fast! Putting her phone away, she began to make the climb down into the crater, a move no one in their right mind would ever try to attempt. Despite all of Bulma s intelligence, she wasn t physically gifted, and by the time she managed to reach the wreckage she was out of breath, and her father s aircraft was approaching in the distance. Is anyone in there? she asked, taking a deep breath in an effort to even out her breathing. Each step she took sent a feeling of glee and nervousness through her, and before long, she was close enough to the ship to see...a person? Shit...h hold on, I ll try to get you out! Bulma did all she could to push debris out of the way, hoping to free the specimen and bring them out alive. At the edge of the crater, Dr. Briefs was already landing, and a pair of bots emerged from the aircraft and entering the crater. Despite the pods being built to crash land and survive, they were designed to slow their impact speed down upon entering the atmosphere of a planet. There were two problems with this: Space debris at a sufficiently high velocity could cause a forceful enough impact upon a vulnerable point of the pod, and once such damage was caused, the pod no longer had control over its guidance systems and would not slow down upon entering the atmosphere of a planet. This being the case with Vegeta's pod, he was not only bashed very badly by the initial impact, but also partially burned by the heat of entering the atmosphere of Earth and the final impact that caused the crater. Quite a doozy even for a Saiyan of his power level.He heard none of Bulma's words nor the humming of the aircraft that had followed her. It wasn't quite a coma but if he didn't get some medical attention he would be in a lot of trouble, whether that meant death or being crippled by his injuries. It was certainly not a show of strength on the part of his Saiyan race showing up in this sorry condition. Not that they were in need of any kind of show of intimidation. Them running amok anywhere was likely to get Frieza's attention and that was the last thing they wanted right now. Laying low, mustering their resources and planning a counterattack was what they needed. Vegeta wouldn't remember any of this but he could not have had better luck in landing where he did, in the manner he did.He was still breathing, though shallow, and unresponsive to external stimulus. Paramedics tending to him would see that the impact on the craft had damaged his left side most heavily. His arm was broken, his leg lacerated, his head wounded and dripping blood, which would upon X rays reveal a significant skull fracture. No broken teeth, thankfully, and any internal hemorrhaging was undetected. Curiously, any needles they attempted to penetrate him with to provide a transfusion broke before they could break the skin. This was attributed to a batch of defective syringes but ultimately his vital signs stabilized on their own, rather more quickly than they would have expected for someone in that condition. Setting his broken arm and cleaning his wounds to prevent infection were relatively minor but they didn't know Saiyan physiology. What was most curious to them, however, was the tail that was wrapped around his middle like a belt.Upon examination of the inhuman appendage, the doctors laid their hands on it, squeezing and twisting it. This inadvertently triggered the Saiyan's pain response to the abuse of their tails and Vegeta, while not entirely conscious yet, cried out in agony until they let go. His breathing and heart rate had increased, to levels that they would expect of someone about to wake up. His brain activity, however, was a different story. The readings were somewhat different than they would have expected of a human. That did make sense given his alien origin but they didn't know how to interpret it. Was he going to wake up? If he did, what would it mean for them? They didn't have any time to study him or determine if he had come in peace, after all.The bright hospital lights hurt his eyes but he opened them slowly, blinking several times. His throat was dry and hurt, reducing him to only grunting at first. His whole body hurt so badly that he couldn't even sit up. He had no idea where he was, or why he was there. Or...who he was, even. He lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to piece things together, and only feeling a tremendous pain trying to access those parts of his memory. Obviously he was banged up pretty damn badly on most of his body, so it stood to reason his head must have had some trauma too. What caused it? Well, that didn't seem to matter much at the moment. Wherever this place was, he was hooked up to what appeared to be medical equipment. An oxygen mask over his mouth was the most obvious one. He attempted to move his right arm, the one he could feel was not broken and bound up in a cast. It hurt. He tried just starting with his fingers. Okay, that was not so bad. The pinky hurt a little but the rest were not that bad. The wrist...no, that was really painful. Damn. He really couldn't move at all.One of the nurses seemed to notice his eyes open and reacted by calling the doctors. Her voice was shrill and he wanted to tell her to shut up but couldn't. But he recognized the words she spoke. She was calling for professional medical experts to tend to him, so it seemed. Well, he could hardly argue with that. As long as they weren't the ones responsible for his condition. He had no idea what had caused him to be so severely injured. Was this the setting of a war? Was he a POW on the wrong side and they were planning to interrogate him now that he had awakened? The thought frightened him and his heart monitor began to beep rapidly. "Oh, my! Calm down, friend, we're here to help you." the doctor hoped that his patient understood him. Vegeta's heartbeat was far faster than an average human's even if the human was just finished running a marathon.The doctor's demeanor did relieve Vegeta a bit. His heartbeat slowly decelerated. "Oh, good. Your vitals are...a little unusual, sir. We found you in the debris of a crater that looks like it was caused by an object falling from space. Does that sound familiar?" the doctor asked. Vegeta raised an eyebrow, perplexed by this revelation. The doctor took that as a 'no'. "Well, I'm not surprised, that skull fracture probably knocked your memories into next week. Amnesia is rarely permanent so I'm sure it will pass eventually. You're already recovering splendidly, your wounds have closed on their own faster than we anticipated. Not sure if that means your broken arm will heal faster than a month but we're not sure of much at all when it comes to your biology. That tail of yours is something we've never seen before, and it seemed to cause you a great deal of distress when we examined it. We'll keep our hands off of it now that you're awake. No sense causing you any more pain, right?" he chuckled.Vegeta just blinked his eyes at this stranger, not sure what to make of any of what he was saying. He wanted to know when he was going to be able to move his body. Weren't there drugs they could give him for the pain? "Hrrgh." he grunted."What's that, son?" the doctor moved closer to Vegeta's face, hoping to hear the first spoken words by an alien visitor."DRUGS!" Vegeta snarled, and then roared in pain at how badly his jaw hurt to have opened his mouth all the way, and the pain of his dry, raw throat. His eyes were piercing and intimidating even to those who didn't know of the wrath of the Saiyans.The doctor broke out in goosebumps and shivered with fear. "Um...w well, I'm afraid we don't know how our...ahem...drugs would affect you, you see, because we haven't been able to draw any blood samples to study your genetics, and..." he backed off even more when a large vein appeared to begin throbbing in Vegeta's forehead. "Could we get some narcotics, nurse?" he whispered to her. She appeared to be trembling as well. "S sure thing, doctor." she made her way out of the room a little faster than would have been safe.A glass of water and a bit higher of a dose of percocet were given to Vegeta after the bed was elevated and he was able to sit up. Obviously they didn't work right away but he was glad to have a cool liquid down his throat and coughed a great deal for his wish, which hurt even worse as his chest was sore as well. The drugs did finally kick in and he was able to fall asleep normally, rather than being knocked out. He didn't know how long he had slept but he was feeling noticeably better than before. He was finally able to move his right arm with a tolerable level of pain, and gave himself as much of a pat down as he could. Intact, so far as he could tell. No cavities in his flesh, nothing missing, no gaping wounds. But then he would have known that already from when he had first awakened, as those kinds of things would be hard to miss. His left arm was still broken and in its cast. More importantly, still no memory of anything prior to waking up."Ah, there's our patient!" the doctor from before cheerfully greeted Vegeta. "We were able to stabilize your condition more while you slept, and your vitals are looking remarkably better than before. You seem to be recovering at an exponential rate, in fact. You'll probably be up and walking by tomorrow. But you're probably starving too, and you'll need food, especially protein, to keep your body able to repair itself." he delivered the good news to Vegeta and the nurse soon followed with a tray of food. "I see you've regained mobility in your arm, but if you'd like, the nurse here can feed you." he offered. The nurse's eyes widened with shock and she looked at the doctor with terror.Vegeta scowled but just patted his lap to let them know to leave it there and pointed to the door to get them to leave. If his body was repairing itself as quickly as they said on its own, they were hardly necessary, and to be honest they were a little annoying to him anyway. Were all people like this? He hoped not. Being upset with everybody about things that they probably couldn't help was going to make things difficult for him whether or not he had his memories intact. He looked at the food under the lid that kept it warm. Some kind of meat patty with gravy and some mashed creamy substance and a bit of green vegetation that looked like it had been boiled. He looked at the utensils and decided to just use the spoon. He ate ravenously, not concerned about the taste, just glad to get something into his empty stomach.What now? He wasn't sleepy anymore and his pain was at a tolerable enough level that he didn't need any more drugs. He needed information but he didn't know what questions to ask. They knew he had amnesia already so that didn't need to be discussed. Catching him up on anything he was unfamiliar with was really all that needed to happen. He just wished it wasn't someone quite as insufferably annoying as the doctor and nurse he had dealt with before. The trip to the local hospital was one that Dr. Briefs had slightly wished hadn t been too lengthy. Bulma had bombarded the good doctor with all sorts of questions about where the injured party might be from. Appearance wise, the stranger looked to be human, and could easily pass for one if his tail hadn t given him away. Both Bulma and her father were more than capable of tending to the average person with any sort of physical injury, but when they discovered his much more benign injuries healing quickly on their own, it was assumed that he would manage to recover without much assistance. Still, they needed to get him to a hospital and away from the press, which was likely already gathering at the crash site as they approached the city s medical facility.Doctors and nurses were quite perplexed with the mysterious man was brought in. Neither of the Briefs could give any information on who he was, leaving them to simply refer to him as John Doe on all of their documents. There was also the issue of getting his blood type, which didn t fit any of the typical A B O types. Initially, it was speculated that the strange appendage was just a deformity, but this had proved what some already felt: he was an alien. On a planet where the king was a dog and dinosaurs made the wastelands their stomping grounds, an alien was...strange. Something like this could easily fall into the hands of tabloid writers.But, with a bit of negotiating and a monetary donation to the hospital from the Briefs Family, a promise was made to keep the discovery under wraps.The staff worked to clean and bandage the numerous wounds that donned the outsider s body, acknowledging the fact that if it was any normal person, he or she would have died on the spot. Much to the staff s annoyance, Bulma would pester them about keeping the young man alive.Have you checked his vitals within the last half hour? Has he woken up? Are you doing everything you can?Annoying, yes. But there wasn t much she could do besides wait, which was something she had never really enjoyed.It would feel like hours before they were told that the stranger would live, though they weren t sure how long he would have to remain in the hospital. As per usual, Bulma put the doctor through a short interrogation before a faint demand echoed through the halls.DRUGS!A simple word that was delivered as a harsh, impatient request. The young scientist couldn t help but smile knowing her alien was awake. Sounds like he ll do fine, she said. So, when can we go see him? Uh...unfortunately, because you two aren t related to him and he s here under...special circumstances, we cannot allow any visitors to I beg yourpardon, Bulma interrupted. If I hadn t found him, he d still be lying in that hole, bleeding to death or already dead by now. What do you mean no visitors when we re the two who brought him here?! Now now, sweetie. Going to see him right now might make things more difficult for them. And from the sound of things, they re going to have their hands quite full, her father said with a chuckle, patting her shoulder to calm his daughter down. Bulma simply huffed and folded her arms. ...Fine. But at least keep us updated on his condition. The doctor nodded. Of course. The two of you are welcome to stay here in the waiting room as long as you d like, however. We ll provide you with blankets if you want to stay overnight. Thank you, doctor. We won t be staying, thought. We ve plenty of work ahead of ourselves tomorrow, Dr. Briefs said with his trademark chuckle. True, but I think I ll stay for a while longer. I just want to make sure he s out of the woods before I head home, his daughter said, to which her father nodded and told her not to stay out too late before heading home for the night. Once the doctor left, Bulma began to come up with a plan. She wasn t satisfied with just sitting around. No, she needed to see this outsider and ask him questions. When the halls grew quiet, she made her move. Through the dimmed lights of the corridors, she did her best to sneak her way from one area to another, eyeing the names that were written on the small placard outside each door before coming to the one she needed. Making sure she wasn t being watched, she entered the room. Finally. I thought I d never make it here, Bulma said, letting out a sigh of relief as she leaned against the door after carefully closing it. The doctors here are total airheads. They said I couldn t come here even thoughIwas the one who found you. Such jerks. Her eyes scanned over him for a moment as she approached the side of the bed. Hmm...I can tell your wounds are already healing up. You know, you were really lucky to survive that crash. The crater your ship left was massive. My dad put your ship into one of his capsules to see what he can do to fix it up. And to learn more about the vessel, and its occupant.She reached into her red waist pouch and pulled out a small white case, opening it to reveal several different capsules. Are you hungry? Hospital food sucks and I doubt you ll enjoy it. Thankfully, my mom is a great cook and usually sends me on my way with food to eat, she explained, all the while pressing a button on one of the capsules and placing it on the bedside table. Only a second passed before a nice meal appeared a perfectly cooked steak dinner with an assortment of roasted vegetables and a lemon tart to top it off. So, what s your name and where are you from? Did you come here by mistake or was Earth your destination? Who the hell was this strange girl? She didn't look like a doctor or nurse. Clearly the way she was talking then indicated she certainly wasn't. But then what was she? Just some random stranger who happened to find him when he crashed? He hesitated to answer. If she wasn't a medical professional he needed a little more to go on before he responded to her. Of course, he was still a man, despite being an alien, and while she may not have yet realized it in her youthful immaturity, the way to a man's heart was indeed through his stomach.The presentation of the food from the tiny capsule, however, even for an alien with starships beyond anything Earth was capable of producing, amazed Vegeta, and he started at the 'bang' and smoke release from the Dino Cap releasing its contents. "What the hell was that?!" he exclaimed, until the scent of the cooked meat hit his nose and he began to drool, only now realizing how furiously hungry he still was in spite of having just eaten an entire, albeit sub par, meal. This girl wasn't wrong, it looked and, upon taking the first bite, was indeed a far superior culinary dish. He tore into it with the same ravenous zeal as he had for the hospital dinner, looking at her with somewhat dubious curiosity, not sure what her motives were. He still didn't even know where he was...or who he was.Belching as he drank the beverage the meal came with, he sighed and stopped eating for a moment, feeling the effects now of having eaten so fast. "I don't know any of that. I don't even know where I am or where I came from. Or what my name is." he responded, now feeling very much down having said it out loud. It was like he was all alone in the universe. It should have come as no surprise, with the skull fracture he suffered and the brain trauma that was bound to have resulted from it, amnesia was the least lethal effect that could have happened given that he survived without being entirely crippled and was healing at the fast rate he was.He didn't give a damn about the ship, as far as he was concerned, her father could keep it. If it had nearly killed him, what good was it to him anyway? No one apparently had followed in a ship of their own so it seemed more likely he was fleeing or at least just leaving wherever he had come from and didn't necessarily intend to return there. So finding out where he had come from felt like not much of a priority. This place didn't seem so bad, apart from the simple minded doctors and nurses. This girl seemed...sharper, at the very least. But he didn't know the extent of his own intelligence. Having come from elsewhere it seemed likely he had at least the potential to know more than they did, if his arrival was their first contact with aliens. Having just that advantage spoke volumes about their levels of technology. But then, these capsules...that seemed more like sorcery than science!"I heard the doctors talking. They said I'm healing faster than your species normally does. That's about all I know about how different we are from each other. I don't even know what my kind are called. Or yours, for that matter. And you say this place is called Earth? I don't think I've ever heard of it, but with my memory loss that could just be a part of what I've forgotten. Who exactly are you, anyway? You're too young to be a doctor, aren't you? Not that I'm one to talk." he smirked, very much doubting that he was any kind of scientist, let alone a medical expert, with or without his amnesia.He had moved more than he had in the last few hours, and was finding the pain decreasing almost by the minute. "What do you think will become of me? I'm a stranger here, and I have nowhere to go. I don't have anything to contribute, not even information. At least not right now. Do your kind imprison aliens for being different?" he asked, expecting the answer to be a 'no' given that this seemed like a standard hospital and not one inside a prison, especially if this spunky girl had managed to get in there without detection. From the moment she saw the bewildered look on the strange young man s face, Bulma knew he would have several questions for her. After all, he had crashed on what was an unknown planet to him. He had woken up in a strange place, hooked up to machines and being taken care of by a staff that had no answers as to who or what he was. It seemed that everyone would have questions, and Bulma would do her best to answer them as much as she could. Still, she had questions of her own, and from the answer she received from him, her questions would have to go unanswered for the time being. I see. You have amnesia. Thankfully, the disorder is never really permanent, but it might take some time for you to really remember who you are or how you ended up here, Bulma said, making a mental note of how ravenous he ate his meal. For now, she would have to settle for learning small details about him traits that might give a hint as to what his heritage might be. Taking a seat in a nearby chair, she listened to the several questions he had in store for her questions about the capsule technology, who she was and what might happen to him. His last question would be a rather difficult one to answer, since no one really knew what would be done once he was discharged. One step at a time, she mentally told herself. The device I released your food from is a product of my dad s Dino Cap technology. The inner workings are a bit complicated to explain, but simply put, they rearrange the atoms whatever objects will be stored inside so that they ll fit, then put the atoms back into their proper place upon release, she said. The whole concept had taken her quite a while to fully understand, and she had put her dad through several interrogative sessions to learn as much as she could. The technology came in handy, especially the capsule houses that had recently hit the market. She carried one everywhere she went, in case of emergency. As for who I am, my people are called humans. And people who are born here are called Earthlings. You look almost identical to us in terms of anatomy, but one thing you have that we don t is a tail. Thankfully, my dad was able to convince the doctors here not to release that discovery to the public. Bulma stood up for a moment to pour herself a cup of water before taking her seat once more. That ship you arrived in left a pretty big crater in the ground. The site is probably flooded with journalists by now. If any of them found out you re from space, you d never get a moment of peace. They have no concept of privacy when it comes to needing information. Pretty maddening at times, I swear. But back to who I am. My name is Bulma. Bulma Briefs. Not a doctor, but a scientist, though I can do a good amount of what a doctor does, she said with a bit of pride in her voice.Bulma stayed silent for a moment, wondering what could be done to help him. She couldn t simply let him go off on his own. You can t stay in this hospital, that s for sure. No one gets imprisoned for being different, but if you re out on your own and someone finds you, especially with a tail, there s no telling how they d react. Not everyone on this planet is kind, she explained. The only thing I can really think of is you staying with me and my family. You wouldn t have to worry about shelter or food, and thankfully we have the money to pay for that appetite you seem to have. My mom loves to cook, so she ll be more than happy to cook larger meals. I could help you learn about our planet, and hopefully you will get your memories back over time. She leaned back in her seat as she sipped on her water for a few moments. Since your body seems to heal up really quickly, you might be able to get out of here within the next two days. My dad could even pull a few strings to get you discharged earlier if you get tired of this place before then. No one could really blame you if that s the case. This place sucks. She stood up once more, this time moving to the bedside and leaning in a bit to eye him closely. So, mystery man, how are you feeling? I ve never met anyone dealing with amnesia before. What s it like not being able to remember anything? Bulma was always the inquisitive one, even when it might make others a bit uncomfortable at times. I wonder what it ll feel like once you start remembering things. Will it all come back at once, or slowly over time? I ve heard of both things happening in different cases. Whenever you do remember who you are and where you re from, do you think you ll go back? Amnesia was not a familiar word to Vegeta, and while he and his father were, at least among the Saiyans, particularly well educated, it was a thing that didn't really ever happen to their people, but he assumed it was just a singular word for memory loss, though it really only saved one syllable to pronounce. Luckily, at least according to her, it didn't sound like it would be permanent, and although he knew they must have had vastly different physiology for him to be recovering at such an astonishing rate, and surviving something that would have vaporized a human, he optimistically believed she was likely correct that he would eventually regain his lost past.It did nothing to demonstrate to him her prowess as she dumbed down the explanation for how the Capsule technology operated, but then, he wouldn't have known how his own ship was built or how to repair it, he would only know how to fly it, so it didn't seem important for everyone to have to comprehend the mechanics just to wield them. It did seem that his existence as an extraterrestrial would cause problems even for a world full of technology that would blow his mind, so he did feel grateful that she was sparing him that kind of media blitz, he was not in the right frame of mind, or mood, to be dealing with obnoxious questions from every direction and ad nauseum. "Thanks for keeping me out of the public eye. That's the last thing I need right now. Even if I knew everything about what I am and what led me here, I doubt it would be anything I'd want to have everyone on this planet hearing." he winced as he moved a part of himself that was still tender.He smirked a little hearing her name, but tried to make it look like she was getting on his good side rather than letting out a chuckle at her amusing name. "Nice to meet you, Bulma." he was very informal, not calling her "Miss Briefs' or anything of the sort. "I'd love to tell you my name but I can't remember it at the moment. If you're right, I'll probably remember it sooner or later. But every time I try to focus and remember anything, it's like a black hole in my head, and if I try to dive into it, there's a lot of dizziness and pain to contend with. Apparently I'm no stranger to pain, but it's something of a barrier against me figuring anything out. Hopefully as my body heals and the pain there goes away, the same will hold true for my mind and memories." he rubbed his temples, closing his eyes, then gritting his teeth as he once again tried to delve into his head to dig for memories but came back out with the same headache as the doors within slammed shut."I'd like to say it's like solving a mystery, something that should be fun, but the stakes are too high for it to be taken lightly." he shrugged as he described what it was like. "If I look in the mirror I'll see a stranger staring back at me. It's almost creepy, if you think about it. I mean, what would it be like to switch bodies with somebody and see through their eyes? Probably a bit like that, you know? Imagine waking up and going to the bathroom, turning on the light, and you saw a purple man with horns on his head when you looked at your own reflection in the mirror, that would be a rude awakening." he mused, wondering why he went to that particular example of a body switch..."That's awfully nice of you, are you sure your parents won't mind?" he shifted, trying to get more comfortable as he tried to look a bit stronger and less bedridden than he was at the start. For some reason he wanted to give her a more masculine, confident posture all of a sudden. "It sounds like they've got a lot of money and privilege, so I'm not complaining, but I don't want to intrude any more than I have to." he tried to be polite but really wanting to take her up on her offer. If it was between staying at this hospital or a place like it, or living in what seemed like almost royalty on Earth, though he didn't want to seem too eager. Not only that, but she seemed like a prodigy for someone so young, so he could do a hell of a lot worse as far as finding someone who could potentially help him recover his memory sooner, or at least keep him safe until he did."Honestly, I don't think the circumstances of my arrival here were such that I would be wanting to return to wherever I had come from. No one else came through with me, and my landing was obviously not a smooth one. It seems like I was fleeing from something, which would mean I would be in no hurry to get back to there even if I knew where, or if my ship was in any condition to take me. It's been a couple of days so I'm sure we would have heard of someone else arriving by now, and that doesn't seem to be the case. I can only hope if I was running from trouble, that it doesn't follow me here. At least, not until I recover enough to defend myself. I'm just worried I might be bringing down something onto Earth that you humans don't deserve to get wrapped up in. But you've helped save my life, and I owe you for that, so I give you my word, if anything does happen to threaten your planet on my account, I'll give my life to defend against it." he deduced, showing he had some mental prowess as well despite lacking memory. He may not have looked intellectual but there was some critical faculties of note behind those angry eyes. While the mysterious young man explained what it was like whenever he tried to remember things, Bulma listened attentively while taking mental notes. It was all so...oddly fascinating. Would going down the mental black hole cause him harm? What happened if one tried to venture deeper? Would the headaches get worse? As curious as she was, it was not enough to stop her from feeling sorry for him. He was stuck on a planet that was unknown to him, with no knowledge of who he was or where he came from, on top of the fact he had no real way of leaving. Bulma couldn t even imagine what he must have been feeling. Just the thought of waking up in a mysterious place would have made them a bit uncomfortable, and any normal person would have certainly gone into a panic.Yet here he sat, seeming rather collected despite his current situation. I see. Seeing a reflection of someone I don t even recognize would definitely make me freak out, at the very least. But you seem to be taking everything better than most would. I mean, at least it looks that way on the outside. Maybe your theory about things coming back to you as you heal will hold true. For now, you re stuck being John Doe since no one can identify you. Better than alien man or something stupid like that. The only major difference between you and humans is the tail you have. Well, appearance wise, anyway. A purple skinned, horned alien would ve scared quite a few people here. Definitely wouldn t have been able to bring you here if that was the case, she said. On her way to the room, she had overheard a couple of young nurses talking about him, pondering all sorts of weird things about his anatomy that would cost them their jobs if a superior had heard them. Don t worry about crashing at my place. My parents wouldn t mind it at all, especially since it d mean helping someone out. Money isn t an issue since my dad makes a fortune as a scientist. Honestly, we have way too much space at the house. Having another person around won t make a big difference. The Capsule Corp home was indeed spacious, so much so that many thought it was unnecessary to have so many guest rooms. It only meant more cleaning in order to keep the numerous unused spaces from getting dusty, but at least there were bots to help with that. Bulma herself had gotten lost from time to time as a child. But now one of the rooms would be getting some use with their new guest.Showing her own level of informality, the young woman took a seat on the side of the bed while he gave his vow to protect the planet if trouble came along due to him landing there. Let s not get too ahead of ourselves. Maybe there s no one coming after you. I mean, they probably would ve gotten here by now. You d be waking up to a disaster zone, but that s only considering if you d be waking up at all. Before we start making those promises, we should make a plan of action. I doubt I d handle just sitting on the sidelines if anything happens, twiddling my thumbs while you re out there taking care of the baddies. My dad and I could try working on your ship to see if we can get any info about where it came from and stuff. But alien technology might be a tough nut to crack, so we aren t getting our hopes up. Anything we find out could help you discover more about yourself. That was the plan, anyway. So, once you re at my place, you need to lay low. Wandering around in public, especially with your tail out, might draw a ton of unwanted attention. Paparazzi here is a total nightmare and you can t even punch them without them wanting to take you to court for it. My dad made sure the hospital won t give them any information about taking care of an alien or where you ll be discharged. We were able to get you from the wreckage before anyone got a picture of you, so as long as you keep your tail covered up whenever you need to go out, you should be fine. Maybe once you re out of this place, I ll give you a tour of the city so you can get acquainted with some of the things we have here. Bulma put on a friendly, assuring smile before standing up once more, stretching her arms up over her head for a moment. ...Wanna explore the hospital for a bit? Must be boring to just sit up here in the room with nothing to do. A little walking could do you some good, and it d help keep your muscles from getting too stiff while you heal. The cafe should still be open, we could have ice cream. She seemed very accommodating compared to the other humans there, almost like she had an ulterior motive, but then, he did owe her so even if she wanted something from him, it wouldn't be honorable to refuse it...as long as it was reasonable.Upon hearing her say that his tail would draw attention to him, his tail almost instinctively wrapped around his middle like a belt. "I suppose that's one way to hide it." he shrugged, not knowing if that would make a difference. "But I'd appreciate being able to stay somewhere away from prying eyes. If I could remember who I was, it might not be as important, or for all I know, even more important to keep it quiet. I guess we'll see." he smiled. "Just be careful with that ship. Even I don't know what's in it or if there's anything dangerous about it. Although since it didn't cause yet another explosion upon crashing, that might mean it's safe to tinker with. I can't imagine anything more severe happening to trigger a self destruct mechanism than that." he laughed.Getting out of that stuffy room and moderately uncomfortable bed did sound appealing, as did getting a tour of the city. "Yeah, I suppose I should test how my recovery is going personally. My arm's still broken but I don't see a cast on my legs so that must mean the bone isn't broken." he reasoned. "Help me up?" he reached out his unbroken hand to her. "By the way, what were those green things on the plate? I don't mean to be rude but they didn't taste good at all compared to the other things." he pointed to the remaining steamed vegetables on the tray she produced from a Dino Cap. WIth a nod, Bulma helped up her new friend from the hospital bed, being careful not to pull too much. Green things? ...Oh, you meant the steamed broccoli! Yeah, they re not the best tasting thing in the world, but my mom prepares all of the capsule meals to provide nutrition. Unfortunately, that means not everything will be delicious. Food will taste much better at home since the goal isn t only to make sure you have what you need if you have a long gap in between meals, she explained. You ll be eating like royalty once you re there. Once he was on his feet, she opened the door wide enough to stick her head out, making sure the halls were empty. The last thing she wanted to do was be spotted by the doctor she tried getting fussy with earlier. When she saw that the coast was clear, Bulma headed out, closing the door once her companion joined her. You won t have to worry about anything bad happening with your ship. Dad already knows it must be full of technology we don t even have yet. He s the smartest person on Earth, but even his best prototype ship wouldn t be able to withstand the landing you had. Yours is definitely something we ve never come across before. The corridor was fairly empty, illuminated by dim lighting. Only one person sat at the nurse s desk and hadn t paid much attention to the pair as they passed by. Further down was an old man sweeping the floor, and the only sounds that could be heard were those of the nurse typing away, sweeping, and the TV from another patient s room nearby. You know, if you don t recover your memories, then hope isn t completely lost, Bulma said, occasionally glancing at the signs above to make sure they weren t going towards an area they shouldn t be in. There s a really old legend about something that grants any wish you want. I ve heard they re called dragon balls and that there are seven of them, and if you find all of them, you can summon a creature to get your wish. No one really knows what they look like, but it s said that you ll be able to feel it once you find one. Like...you ll just have an instinct or something. Everything came as a mixture of good and bad news for him. Yes, there were many better tasting things but to get all his nutrients he'd have to eat icky green things too. That wasn't so bad, though, if he wrapped them in the meat or with the creamy white stuff it wasn't so bad. He did feel a deeper hunger, though, as if once he started eating he wouldn't stop until everything in front of him was gone. But since he'd cleaned the plate, it was done. If he was ever presented with a banquet, or a buffet, well, there was no telling what his reaction would be. If this girl's family was as wealthy as she indicated, though, that likely wouldn't be a problem for him. They might need to hire on several cooks to make it possible for him to satiate his appetite, too, but again, not likely too cumbersome.The word royalty did give him a slight twinge of pain in his frontal lobe, and he groaned as it lingered, but it passed before too long. That had to mean something, whether he was part of some royal family or maybe had gotten on the wrong side of one and was running away from their wrath. He kept that to himself, though, not wanting to worry her. It was hard to keep up with the spunky, energetic young woman as he was limping, one of his legs being sore and hard to put pressure on without it hurting, but he found his strength such that moving his body around was far easier, as though the gravity on this planet was lighter than he was used to. He couldn't rule out any such differences given that he had come from parts unknown. He didn't dare jump, however, if merely walking hurt quite badly, but he suspected his head would hit the ceiling if he tried."I don't suppose he would be willing to destroy it? In case someone from where I came from might try to track me down here." he inquired about the fate of his ship. He had no idea whether any of it was still functional in that way but he nevertheless had a bad feeling, and didn't want to be responsible for Earth having any problems due to his presence there. "I don't mean to sound paranoid, I just have a bad feeling. At the very least, scrap it for parts and see what he can make of it, but don't turn any of it back on." he suggested.Her next comment did catch his interest, however. Medical science may not have offered a guarantee of memory return, but maybe using some form of unconventional mysticism? He vaguely remembered hearing such tales, not exactly about granting wishes per se but about powers beyond the comprehension of scientists like her father. "So, Earth has dragons with seven testicles, and their castrated genitals grant wishes?" he tried to see if he understood what she was getting at. "Imagine what the rest of their bodies might do." he smirked, fantasizing about eating the flesh of such a large, powerful creature. Maybe that would sate his growing appetite. "But if that would have a chance of letting me figure things out, that would be great. I'd rather know an ugly truth than be left with uncertainty about something that might be no problem at all and spend all that time worrying about nothing." he agreed that, while it may have just been an old wives' tale, it might be worth looking into. What else was he going to do on this planet while he was clueless about his origin or what to do once he'd recovered? That s the thing he could try to destroy it, but that d require knowledge on how the innards function. One wrong move could trigger a self destruct sequence if there s one built into it. Just observing the vessel from the outside, he was able to discern that the ship isn t anything we have here on Earth. Destroying the evidence probably would have made their situation a bit easier. No one could prove that a foreign spacecraft had created the crater outside the city if there was no trace of the spacecraft at all. There was also little doubt in Bulma s mind that a handful of people from the press would be finding their way to her home, asking questions about what might have been within the crater. Her father would need to figure out a way to answer their questions without spawning more questions. It would probably be for the best if they simply took the blame, saying it was the result of an experiment that had gone a bit wrong.Still, getting salvageable parts from the ship would definitely help Capsule Corporation s goal of advancing technology. We ll just have to be really careful with that vessel and take as many safety precautions as possible. But we could definitely try to learn what we can from whatever tinkering we can get away with. But if you want to have it destroyed, we can certainly try to get that done for you. It might just take some time, she said.She nearly stumbled when he oddly worded his question about the dragon balls. W What? No, no testicles or castration involved. I meant balls as in spherical objects, not body parts. They re basically magical orbs. Legend has it that they re orange in color and can maintain their pristine shine no matter what. And each ball has red stars that look as though they stay in place even if you move the ball around. You can tell which ball it is based on the number of stars it has. She smiled as they approached the cafeteria, which was open but fairly empty. There were only a handful of late night visitors and a few staff members. I have a feeling the food from the capsule might not have been enough for you, considering how quickly you cleaned the plate. The food hospitals prepare for patients can be rather mundane, but the cafeterias usually have the good stuff. She led him to one of the food bars getting two trays and handing one to him. So, it s safe to assume you ll help me find the dragon balls. I ve been working on a device to track them down. That would definitely make looking for them a lot easier and faster. As she spoke, the young woman began putting various things on her tray. It appeared she was rather hungry as well. Are you scared of what you might find out once you regain your memories? she suddenly asked. I mean, it s obvious no one in your situation would want to remember bad things, but it s always a possibility. What if you remember something undesirable? "For all we know, the crash might have already triggered a self destruct sequence. I know I shouldn't have survived but I must be made of tough stuff just living through the crash alone. Just be careful with it, really. I don't care about the ship, I just don't want it causing anyone to be harmed." he caught himself smiling, feeling a bit fond of this Bulma, the only person he could have a real conversation with on this planet. "I'm convinced that with you and your family it'll be in good hands, though, so I'm not worried."Her story about the Dragonballs was compelling. He seemed to have an appreciation for myths and folklore. Stories like that felt like there was room for heroics, and for some reason he was itching for an opportunity to fight something. Even in his condition, and it should have been the last thing on his mind in a foreign environment anyway. Still, he felt visions of glorious battle, letting his fists fly unrestrained, the satisfying crunch of his clenched hands against a strong jaw..."Oh, I'll definitely help. I owe you for helping me out like this, and besides, I'm not calling this place my new home if it means sitting around a house all day. I want to do something. Just being cooped up in this hospital, for the brief time I've been awake, has been mind numbing. Seeking out these magic treasures, even if they're not real, sounds like a blast. I'd be crazy to pass up the opportunity to explore more of this world than the inside of one building." he laughed.They were apparently able to pick whatever food they wanted from the thing, and most of it looked foreign to him. He hadn't really had anything sweet yet so he didn't know how addicting it could all be. But that could wait."But Mom, I don't like them!" a child whined from a nearby table. The noise grated on Vegeta's ears and he sneered in their direction, though the child and its mother were unconcerned with anyone else at the moment."Pato, you have to eat your vegetables!" his mother scolded him, attempting to shove a spoon full of peas and carrots into her unruly son's mouth.Vegeta stumbled, his body suddenly struck by weakness, and he steadied himself on the lunch counter with the unbroken arm of his. "I...I think I remember...my name..." he panted, his head throbbing with pain as a memory squeezed itself out of whatever road block had happened inside his mind and into his consciousness. "I am...Vegeta." he suddenly recognized himself in the pale reflection on the glass sneeze guard between the customers and the food. Well then, I ll have to show you what this world has to offer if this world is to possibly end up being your new home. I think searching for the dragon balls will be more fun than we expect it to be, Bulma spoke as she began to put different plates of food onto her tray. One was modestly filled, which was most likely for her. The others, though, each held an amount that would satiate at least two people. Somehow, the young woman had a feeling this mysterious male had an appetite that was more than the average person. That would be something she d find out soon enough, once they were settled at a table.As much as she wanted to bombard him with questions, Bulma knew it wasn t a good idea for the time being. He would need to remember things on his own, to let the memories come back naturally rather than trying to poke and prod through interrogations. She was becoming lost in her own thoughts while she loaded the tray up with food before the protesting child caught their attention. Shrieking kids are the worst, yeah? she asked her companion, only to see him suddenly stumble. Without a moment of hesitation, Bulma rush to his side to help steady him, staying silent as she waited for whatever was taking place to pass. Vegeta? she asked, taking a moment to let the name sink into her memory. It seems that remembering things causes you pain. It s like what you said earlier, about how trying to think too much about things that feel familiar makes your head hurt. One hand came to rest on his back, just between his shoulder blades. Well, at least I have a name to use now. It d be really weird to just call you guy or something the whole time. Whenever he felt he was ready and they had gotten the food they wanted, Bulma found a table for them to sit at that was a good distance away from the upset child. She placed the tray down and began to put the various plates of food onto the table before sitting down. Remembering your name is a good step in the right direction. Does the sound of it give you any familiar feelings? she asked, placing her bag down beside her and taking a moment to rummage through it to retrieve a small notepad and a pen. I want to record things that you remember. Maybe the details can help us figure out where you came from. So far, we know that your name is Vegeta and you have a tail. My dad could try seeing if your name has any connection to the ship you arrived in, she said, jotting down some notes while she spoke. Her free hand pulled the bowl of fruit salad she had gotten herself a bit closer.She flipped a few pages of her notepad before settling on a page that had information about the dragon balls, including a colored sketch of what they might look like. This drawing is just based on a verbal description. The few people who know about them have said they ve been around for centuries, but no one knew if anyone has made a wish in the past or not. I doubt it s been done, though. It would take multiple lifetimes to find all seven by searching blindly. I just hope the device I ve been working on will be able to pick up on the locations of the balls. Vegeta was grateful that Bulma helped him steady himself, though it wasn't necessary, the experience was more jarring than traumatic, and now that he'd recovered that key component of his own identity, he felt a sense of relief. The name did not bring him any discomfort or negative associations. The person staring back at him from his reflection now looked like a face he could feel...proud of, if that made sense."It's a little annoying. But at least it seems to have helped trigger my memory to return that much. Buy the little brat a treat or something, maybe." he watched the mother wagging her finger at the boy as he mashed the food with his hands. "The pain would be worth it if I could remember more. Maybe I just need to hear certain phrases or words to jog my memory. But my name doesn't sound exactly like that word 'vegetables' so maybe not all words in your language will make it possible for me to recognize them. But we can try. If there are sound broadcasts I can listen to those and hope something comes along to awaken more dormant memories." he suggested.He wasn't sure what the new items he was being served were, and most of them weren't hot so he couldn't get a hint as to whether they would be good based on smell. He picked up something that ended up being a slice of apple pie. He picked off a piece of the crust and rubbed it on his tongue. A bit bland. He took a bite out of the slimy yellow stuff in the middle and smiled. "Wow...this isn't bad at all." he popped the rest of the apple slice into his mouth. He took a large bite of the pie, crust and all, and found that while the crust was bland on its own, it complemented the taste of the apples inside it. "Huh...how about that." he laughed, not knowing about such culinary subtlety. "One part doesn't taste very good, but when you mix it with the other, it makes them both even better." he suspected she already knew this, but she seemed to think it was, perhaps, 'cute' that he was discovering these basic things as if for the first time.He tried more things. A pear, a small plate of spaghetti, a bowl of chicken noodle soup, crackers, a bag of potato chips, some cheese cubes, a bunch of grapes, a Sloppy Joe, a slice of pizza, and a tuna sandwich. He seemed like he wasn't full even after all that, but when he finished all of it, literally ALL of it, he didn't then ask for more. "I think I'm definitely going to like it here. Something tells me food wasn't something meant to be enjoyed where I came from. Probably eaten just for survival. I'm betting I must have been some kind of soldier." he reasoned, putting pieces together, not least of all his seemingly instinctive lust for violence. "I forgot to ask, what kind of outfit was I wearing when you found me? Or was it too damaged to really tell? That might give some hint about who I was before." he remembered something that might confirm his hypothesis. A military style uniform might have been a giveaway if he was a soldier."Is it important to find all these dragon balls? If you could wish for anything, one person's memories isn't really all that important in the grand scheme of things. It sounds like, at least your family, doesn't have any real wants. Is it more about doing something no one else has ever done before? If we even found one, that would still be something impressive. Maybe we don't have to look at it quite that way, as the only objective being finding all of them and making a wish." he shrugged, not knowing whether he would actually want to know the real truth if it was bad. Could he wish that it wasn't bad? Was that even something possible to wish for, since it would likely involve time travel and erasing his reason for being there on Earth to find the dragon balls in the first place? Just the thought of it was giving him a headache. "Anyway, I'm on board helping hunt them down. I just don't want you to get your hopes up and be disappointed if things don't turn out how you wanted them. I don't want to see you hurt or sad." he reached across the table and put a hand over hers. Don t worry, I can get a radio set up in your room so that you can have something to listen to. Just don t try to overload yourself, though. Remembering one thing is enough to give you a bad headache. Remembering too many things at once might be potentially dangerous, Bulma said as she started to dig into her plate of food. Still, she couldn t help but watch as Vegeta powered his way through one dish after another, easily surpassing what even a competitive eater could comfortably get through. There were a few moments when she caught herself staring too much, but she couldn t help it. The specimen across the table from her was so...fascinating, unknown to her as well as to himself. Yet somehow, fate decided that it would be her to find him, this mysterious creature from who knows where. But why?His question about what he had been wearing pulled her from her thoughts, thankfully. O oh, umm...some sort of royal blue bodysuit with a white chest armor. There was some sort of emblem on the chest, but it s hard to make out what it was due to all the damage it took in the crash landing, she explained before taking a sip of her drink. White boots and gloves, too. The doctors bagged everything up for my father to take home. It s most likely in his lab, so we can look there. Maybe the clothes and armor can help you remember some things as well. Just based on your appearance, whatever you did before coming here was something physical, so you could be right about the soldier thing. Finishing her food, Bulma slid her plate off to the side and took a brief moment to glance between her single plate and his numerous ones. Well, looking for the dragon balls will definitely add some adventure to my life. When your family is rich, you can basically have everything you want. The latest fashion, the newest tech. You re automatically thrown into the rich people club and most of those people are pretty fake on the outside. Inside, they re pretty stuck up, thinking they re better than everyone who has less money than they do. I guess you could say I don t have any reasons to want for anything. But that life just gets so boring. It starts out fun, but then you get used to everything. There s no adventure, no excitement. I m either being asked to go to some party or asked to go out on a date by someone who just wants to tell his friends they re dating Bulma Briefs. She sighed, feeling quite tired of the lifestyle. Sure, it was nice to be able to pay for what you want, but there was no lasting fun in that. Nothing memorable to come from it.But now, she had an alien in her life. No one could say the same, and if he really did help her in her search for the dragon balls, then her desire for adventure would certainly become a reality. The feeling of his hand resting over her own made her smile, and she turned her hand over to lightly squeeze his. You don t have to worry about that. I know there s a possibility that they might not even exist. One thing my dad tells me is that sometimes, the journey is more important than the end result. And who knows, maybe helping me search might get you to remember some things about yourself along the way. With her free hand, she picked up her drink to enjoy a little more of it. Still, there s a lot riding on this for you as there is for me. Have you thought about what you ll do once you have your memories back? she asked. I mean, there are so many ways that could end up. What you remember could be either good or bad. You could pick up where you left off or start something new, you know? As she spoke, her thumb unconsciously stroked along the back of his hand. I guess this could be a case of we ll cross that bridge when we get to it. He was too preoccupied with devouring his way through the hospital cafeteria's inventory to notice Bulma, or for that matter, virtually everyone else in the cafeteria staring in awe at his appetite. Even if they didn't know he was an alien visitor, just that behavior alone would be remarkable on its own and get attention. He did look up and nod when she theorized it would be potentially dangerous to remember too much at once. Just remembering his own name had been agonizing.She described his armor and while it did conjure up an image of his body in similar garb, he didn't feel the pain of remembering it the way he had before. "I figured as much. There weren't any kind of weapons intact, were there? Somehow I get the feeling I didn't need to use any. It's more like...a kind of instinct, muscle memory that my brain doesn't have to rely on. I feel like I always fought hand to hand, without needing any kind of weapons. If I'm strong enough to survive a spaceship crash, I must be pretty powerful in a fist fight." he reasoned, holding up the non broken arm and clenching his fist. It was barely noticeable but the table did shake slightly from the minor shockwave of doing so, without even making contact with the table. He didn't think anything of it, having no conscious memory of energy projection ability he possessed."So if we run into any trouble during the quest for the Dragon Balls, they better think twice about messing with us." he thumped his chest, trying to seem macho. "I can understand feeling bored when too many things are going your way. Everyone likes a challenge. Just don't let it overwhelm you. I obviously got in way over my head to end up like this." he rubbed his cast, squeezing it a little and feeling the fiberglass dent under his fingers, folding as though it was made of paper. Rather than testing his strength any further, he let it go, not wanting the flimsy thing to keep his arm from setting the bone back into place so it could heal properly. Though at the rate he was recovering, he would probably no longer need it the day after when he woke up the next morning.He narrowed his eyes when he thought about what to do if and when he got his memory back in its entirety. "Well, if this is how they treat soldiers where I come from, they can forget calling me back to duty." he snorted. "I'd rather lend my services to a place that has more respect for me than that. Someplace that doesn't deserve to have hostile invaders ruining everything. I should probably work on getting stronger while I'm here, to make sure I can handle anything that might cross our doorstep looking to start trouble. I wonder just how strong I am just as it is now. But I won't try to exert myself until your doctors give me a clean bill of health. I don't want to have to spend more time in this place than I have to so hurting myself doing something reckless is the last thing I'd want to do right now." he resolved, smiling confidently. Well, muscle memory is probably the best form of memory. Your mind may forget things but your body will remember routine things. Maybe you were some kind of soldier who fought in hand to hand combat. It wouldn t be surprising, though, considering the frame you have. Bulma placed her drink down to slowly flip through the sketchbook, scanning over some hastily written notes while her other hand continued to idly hold the alien s hand. You should definitely take a look at the clothings that you came here in. That could probably confirm any suspicions you have about being a soldier before coming here. Consciously, her hand lightly squeezed his. If what you remember turns out to be...not the greatest thing ever, this could be an opportunity to change things for yourself. I m not telling you what to do with your life. Just sharing my thoughts, that s all. And I wouldn t think less of you if things were bad in your past. I mean, you haven t done anything bad since being here, and I don t get the feeling that you will. I guess I just don t want you to think that whatever your past holds will decide who you are. But maybe I m just getting ahead of myself. Who knows, you could be some powerful defender whose ship went off course. We won t really know anything until you re able to really start remembering those details. She released his hand, almost hesitantly, but the young woman didn t want to make anything feel too awkward for him.After closing her sketchbook, she leaned back into her seat and listened to him speak of the need to be cautious until he was fully healed a statement she supported strongly. Good point. You should definitely take things easy until your body is 100 percent. Thankfully that won t be too long. Your body has been healing pretty quickly. Even the minor cuts and scratches you had when you arrived are barely there. The doctors are barely able to keep up, since they would normally have someone in your condition here for at least a month, she explained, eyes fixed on the ceiling for a moment as she thought. But once you re well, I think we can find ways to test your strength. Might even be able to construct a place for you to train. That would probably take more time since we have to get a good idea of your strength beforehand. And considering you were able to survive such an intense crash, the probability of you being much stronger than the average martial artist is pretty high. Bulma leaned over to reach into her bag, pulling out what looked like a video communication device. I almost forgot I had this. It belonged to one of my friends before we stopped being friends. It s been in my bag for a few days, but the battery on this thing is still good With a smile, she handed the device to him. It was fairly compact in design and looked somewhat simple to use. The red button is used to turn it on and off. The blue button will let you call my device directly. I won t be able to come to the hospital every day while you re here, so this is a way for you to reach me until you re discharged. Much better than those bulky mobile phones people are all about these days. Just ignore the big pink heart sticker on the back. I can t seem to take the thing off. I ll give you a call on it once I m home. I can keep you company that way. She sighed, taking a moment to close her sketchbook and stow it into her bag. I should probably start heading home, though. I can t be out too late since I have school in the morning. But I ll definitely stop by afterwards and bring you more food. No gross green stuff this time, though. I promise. She stood up, putting her bag onto her back before gathering the numerous bowls and plates. I ll walk you back to your room. Speaking of rooms...I ll need to get my parents comfortable with the idea of having a guy my age in the house. They ll probably have our rooms on opposite ends of the house. The last statement made her chuckle. Mr. and Mrs. Briefs were very easy going, but still maintained certain rules for their daughter.

['Frieza']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11081/

1X1 FF7 Vincent Valentine/Satoshi rp. Kratos and I only.

The setting takes place at the Niblehim inn where a female white ninja is recovering from a bad cut on her right knee and she is sound asleep on an inn bed and she was out like a light and she was having some dreams about when she traveled with Cloud and the others and that is when she meant someone named Vincent Valentine and she wonders how he is doing now a days and she sighed in her sleep. The female white Ninja name is: Satoshi and she slowly wakes up from her sleep and she climbs out of her inn room bed and she leaves her inn room and walks downstairs to the inn lobby room and she leaves the inn and heads towards Shinra mansion and she pushes the door open and she enters into the shinra mansion and takes a look around it for a bit. Satoshi walks into the guest room of the Shinra Mansion and lays down on the guest room bed and she closes her eyes and wonders if Vincent Valentine could sense her presence like he did once before when they traveled with Cloud and the others. She was out like a light once again and enjoyed her sleep now and it s about 9pm in the late evening on a rainy and stormy night out like tonight. Name: Satoshi Gender: Straight Female Sexuatliy: Very sub missive. Age: A year younger then Vincent Valentine. Race: Human white ninja girl. Height: 5'5 Weight: 120 lbs. Hair: Blonde instead of white. Eyes: Hazel green instead of blue. Weapon: Ninja sword and knows how to throw other weapons Act: Satoshi acts like a true ninja fighter and always tries her best to protect her father and the ninja clan from their enemies at all times. She is submissive only. This is what Satoshi looks like ok. Vincent Valentine, in other word always tried to be more of a lone wolf then a group member, and for a while their tagged along with Cloud Strife. Someone he got to know rather well during this duration of time, of which was cut short after what seemed to be the defeat of Sephiroth. Which unfortunately he had not managed to watch and make certain. After all the others probably would not be able to tell if he was definently gone completely or not, such a person with such power.. it was most likely not his defeat but instead just more time to plan a better plan. Yet for now while peace was occurring he was taking advantage of it. He liked to remember the times that he traveled with Cloud but was glad it was over, the traveling grew tiresome and usually they had to stop some sort of trouble time after time again, it was a never ending attempt to make everything work perfectly... well that was apparently the goal anyhow.. but nothing could ever be perfect. So here he was at a familiar place, so familiar in fact that the name was almost like a imprint to his hand. It was his favorite place to stay and anyone their knew his name or at least what he had done with Cloud and Tifa's group. Which all separated now that the world did not need them for now. Niblehim inn, it had housed him many times and this was of no exception although something seemed more familiar.. someone familiar actually. It could possibly be Satoshi but this he did not know for sure. Slowly he walked towards were he thought the presence was coming from which started to grow closer to Shinra mansion. Not his favorite place in the world.. some bad memories were what Shinra were.. and still are.. well to him anyhow yet he followed the presence and then darted up the side of the building grabbing onto the ledge and pulling himself up to the spare room balcony before spotting the person whom he thought was here. Satoshi.. what is she doing here,... she looks hurt.. maybe I should stay around to make sure she does not get attacked by anything whilst recovering Satoshi continued on sleeping away and she loved being away from Niblehim,because she knew that eventually Kadja would track her down once again and he has own servants that are a bit of threat to the human race and she sighed in her sleep. She felt a bit of draft coming from the side balcony window and she slowly woke up from her sleep and scanned the area very carefully. She walked around the room for a bit and headed towards the side balcony window and she looked out of it and she sees a very famliar person looking at her and she tries her best to try to remember this person but she couldn't. Because when Kadja sneaked attack her from behind she got hurt and banged her head on a tree branch and she can only remember a few things but not all of her memories, and she wished that she could remember most of her life and she sighed. Vincent had no clue that Satoshi actually had no clue who he was, he was just a familiar face but what she was to him was much more.. something felt special between the two, it was not like anything he had felt before and so when he had disappeared away from the group.. he actually worried a little about her.. and yet here she was, but her memory seemed weakened, Slowly he moved closer "Just rest Satoshi.. you look like you need it... you have an odd look on your face like you think you know me.. but am not sure that you actually do... i guess maybe when you awaken you will realize who i am.. but please.. rest" Vincent just moved quickly to the window shutting it and drawing the large curtain to the side. "maybe if you do not remember.. i will try to help you overcome what ever happened.. don't worry no one will hurt you again.. i will make sure of it" Satoshi said to him,"As you wish,I'll continue on resting like you want me to rest and let my wound fully heal up. You look so fimlair to me and I have no idea why I decided to come here to sleep in the guest room,I guess my body and mind lead me here. If only I could remember oh well." She sighed and laid down back on the bed and said to him,"Could you please watch over me while I sleep again please and thank you kind sir.?" Satoshi had a bad feeling that Kadja will eventually track her down once again and she sighed and said to him,"I believe that you'll help me remember you more better and I know that you'll make sure that no one ever hurts me ever again. I honestly do believe you and is your name by any chance Vincent Valentine? I have heard stories from Cloud about you and that is how I know your name thanks to Cloud." Vince was a little relieved to at least notice she knew his name now.. yet the rest of her memory seemed vague if not existent from the events that had occurred during the time the two had been together in the main group.. although it was to be more interesting now with just the two of them instead. "That is me.. and I will stay to guard you.. it is similar to what i used to do for you, we used to look out for each other.. although most of the time it was me saving you.. and sometimes Cloud would step in.. but it was just generally me.." "Shame you can't remember what happened during the journey.. Then again.. I will maybe tell you of a short summary.. when you wake up.. Saotshi said to him,"Ok with me Vincent,I need my rest now and I sort of do remember that you saved me from being captured by the turks Vincent." She looked at Vincent and said to him,"That is good you'll guard me and make sure no one harm's me ever again Vincent,I'll see you later when I'm wide awake good night now Vincent." Satoshi slowly closed her eyes and she fell back asleep once again and she wonders what morning will bring for them both and she pulled the sheets and blanket over top of herself and she was out like a light once again. She continued on sleeping away and all of a sudden she quickly woke up from her sleep in about 5 hours and she suddenly screamed. Because she had a nightmare about her past as a child and she was a bit too scared to go back to sleep once again and she slowly begins to shake a litte bit. Vincent watched as Satoshi fell asleep, and sighed his mind remembering all the events that took place. He had a feeling it was not exactly safe here, otherwise he would have left the room to explore a little but instead decided to watch over her.. for one she was at her most vulnerable.. for two, she was the only one he had sort of felt feelings he could not describe.. And well he had smiled once.. and again Satoshi was the only one that managed these feats. After a while after making sure the room had no hidden entrances, he walked outside and rested against the wall, quite some time passed and he took a few breaths his eyes looking around.. he was now just about to consider walking off and exploring this mansion when he heard her scream.. he dashed inside the room opening the door his hand on one of his guns ready for anything.. before noticing she just seemed to have a nightmare. "Hmm Satoshi.. you seem to be shaking.. what is the matter?" He asked with a slight concern closing the door behind him and then sitting in the chair near the bed that she lied in. Something had freaked her out.. and it seemed to be a nightmare Satoshi looked at Vincent and she said to him,"I just had a nightmare about my child hood past and can't quite remember what the nightmare was about.If I knew what the nightmare was about I'd tell you about it. But I just can't remember at all sorry." Satoshi stops herself from shaking and hates it when she shakes when she wakes up from a nightmare and she tries her best to remember what the nightmare was about and nothing came to mind at all and she sighed and she said to Vincent,"The only thing I can remember about my nightmare is that someone killed both of my parent's and I didn't know whom killed my parent's at all. And that same person tried to kill me,but someone defeted the person that tried to kill me after he or she killed my parent's. And not sure whom the other person was that saved my life,that is all I can remember in my nightmare Vincent, but I'm ok now and I'm just a bit too frighten to go back to sleep." Vincent was a little concerned but at least it was something she could not remember.. sometimes that made things worse but he found forgetting his nightmares was the best approach to any that cropped up. That way he would then be able to sometimes sleep peacefully without having to worry at all. "Hmm you must be speaking about Sephiroth.. I think i do recall you telling me when we met that he murdered your parents.. and he did try to kill us all.. not just you individually but the group.. in fact" a soft sigh escaped him "he succeed in killing one of our members.. you probably do not remember her.. best you don't know of her actually.." Satoshi said to Vincent,"I know whom Sephiroth killed,he killed Aries she was in the group and she went to the forgeten city to figure something out about anicents. I knew she was an anicent,she was my best friend,we met each other when we were kids in the sector7 slums. That is how I know Aries and yes I did remember telling you that Sephiroth killed my parent's and you were the first one that found me hiding from the others in group,I was a bit scared of Barret and I also was a bit scared of Red13,those were the only two I was afraid of." Satoshi slowly remembers some of the group names and said to Vincent,"I'm actually glad that you found me once again,but their is a new threat that has risen once again and the new bad guy name is Kadja,he is more dangerous then Sephiroth was,and he has tried to kill me more then once and I have escaped from him grasp a lot of times and not sure if I'll be lucky to ever escape from Kadja grasp ever again,what should we do Vincent.?" She was a bit worried about this and hated getting Vincent a bit worried as well and she fiddles with a locket of some kind and she looked at the back of the locket and saw something engraved on the back and she can't quite figure out what it says and she sighed.

['Satoshi', 'Valentine']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/110980/

Ivy's Latest Scheme {darkest_fate&Mathim}

"I'll befine. It's Ivy, and she's pretty easy to deal with if you've got these," snarkedBlack Canary, giving her impressively clad breasts a little bounce for good measure. That was usually enough to shut Olly up quick enough. and if that didn't work, Dinah could generally point out that she was now literally training most of the younger heroines. Sure, it had been a duty she'd volunteered for, but she actually thought it a pretty good idea. Help her transition from sexy vamp heroine to potential mom, which was a transition she'd need to make if her and Olly were going to have the family together they sometimes talked about. Plus the gig would set her up nicely as something she could sort of slide into during that point, since she wasn't sure she wanted to keep doing hero work forever. Only issue was that herstill pretty sexualizedcostume made a lot of her teenage proteges lose their focus. Flattering, given that Dinah was starting to get up there, but she did still have, well, the superheroine figure: impressive curves, tight body, breasts that threatened to explode out of her costume.So, yeah, she was semi retired already, fairly recently married to Oliver Queen, the Green Arrow, and mostly spent her time training younger heroes on the finer points of heroism, namely combat, as she was still one of the best at CQC in the entire League. All of which did little to explain why she was sliding her protective leather jacket, short as it was, over her corset style top and making sure everything was in place. Olly was starting to protest again, which had Dinah giving him a hard look."it's a distress signal. From Helena," she said, her voice flat, broking no argument. He knew she and Helena were close, had been since they'd worked numerous cases together. Helena had been at their wedding, and Dinah had been encouraging her various romantic entanglements. Apparently Helena had been investigating something Poison Ivy was doing, and figured that Black Canary would be help. Given that Dinah's "canary cry" could probably handle anything Ivy had in hand, and she happened to be female, dodging most of the pheromone nonsense, and on top of all that, she had the same antidote that most of the Gotham bound heroes now had against most of Ivy's standard toxins, and Dinah should be fine. Go in, help Huntress with the situation, get the fuck out. Celebrate by riding Olly till he shot quite a few little green arrows into her. Job well done.Dinah gave Olly another kiss before taking off, mounting on her bike and zooming through the winding streets. She and Olly had already boomed over here using the various Boom Tubes the League and Team had in place. From there, Dinah had found one of her old stashes and mounted the slick, black bike, taking off. She already had the coordinates memorized, winding through the streets to find it in no time. She gave one last signal to confirm to Olly and a few others where she was, before cautiously entering the inevitable greenhouse lair. So far, no signs of Huntress anywhere. Black Canary frowned at that, checking her signals. Huntress should already be in there, scoping things out.But all Dinah saw were a bunch of plants. She opted for stealth, trying to work her way through, but her worry was making her rush just a little. Her friend was here. In fact, the signals seemed to indicate she was really close by. Were those... pods? "C'mon, Ivy, you can't be doing pod people," mumbled Dinah, fighting the urge to sigh. At least this was something she could probably handle. Hopefully Huntress wasn't already inside one of those... Ivy's plans often changed. Plant supremacy, where the world would be overrun and animals would either be subjugated or made extinct in favor of plant life. Taking revenge on a particular person or company for their crimes against the environment. Creating a disaster and holding the victims to ransom. Usurping money or political power via creating clones of humans from her mutant plants. But Batman and his allies foiled her every single time, forcing her to continue to change and adapt. It seemed almost inevitable that she would always meet defeat at her enemies' hands. Even on the occasions she allied herself with others like her gal pal Harley Quinn, they didn't manage to be much more successful before being brought down.Someone who understood evolution on the level of plants that she did, however, needed to practice this sort of evolution in their thinking. So what seemed to work before, and what failed? Nip in the bud the strategies that didn't bear fruit in the past, and cultivates the aspects that did. It took some time, laying low, mustering her resources in secret, but Ivy finally figured out a way to come out on top. While it did require assistance from other villains, she minimized their involvement and only borrowed what she needed from them. Joker's toxic chemicals. Ra's Al Ghul's Lazarus Pit waters. Killer Croc's metahuman mutant DNA. Scarecrow's fear inducing gases. Anything she could play with in her chemistry lab and make into something tailored to her style.The plan did have some great risk, too. She didn't have an end goal in mind going in. World conquest? Forming a criminal empire? Just making enough money to retire on and erase her own criminal record? That didn't exactly matter, and having too linear of a path to follow meant the plan would be more prone to failing. Being able to adjust and re scale the scope of her endgame was a necessity. If she had to cut and run early then maybe the heroes would never suspect what she had actually intended and she would not then have to start over from level zero. So starting small, with many different options available to her depending on her level of progress, was a better strategy than she had ever utilized before, and with any luck that would serve her better than her previous endeavors.But the one thing she was certain of was that she needed to turn her enemies' strengths against them. She needed to fight fire with fire, or whatever the plant based equivalent of that would be, and while she did have some ability to influence the behavior of humans when they were under the effects of her spores and pollens, she could not maintain it at a distance or long term, or against someone like Batman whose mental discipline was virtually unshakeable. There was another way to gain their power, have a Justice League of her own under her control and with the powers they always threatened her with. But it would take time. It would draw attention and require great caution. It would have to involve distractions, diversions, decoys, traps, anything to distance herself from ground zero where the trouble was most likely to become focused. She needed a barrier of false operations centered around her base to keep anyone from finding the true headquarters where the heart of the scheme was really hidden.It started simply enough. She needed someone of good physicality, like Batgirl, but one without any actual powers which would overwhelm her vassals. Luring her in innocuously, making her believe it was a small time robbery, and hitting her with an overwhelming force and dragging her into the sewers quickly before anyone could tell what, if anything, had happened. Unconscious, quickly disarmed, unmasked immediately to avoid the foolish opportunity to gloat before doing it that she and so many others had not been able to resist doing up until now, Batgirl was helpless in Ivy's clutches and with her identity now known as Barbara Gordon, Ivy had even more incentive to make the petite redhead her first guinea pig. But being that it was in the very early experimental phase, it did not go over well and Babs was poisoned badly and soon comatose, and Ivy had to keep her preserved in one of her large flowers so she didn't just die.Huntress was next. An unaffiliated heroine, not an official part of the League nor a member of the Bat Family, this would make her easier prey than most others, second only to Batgirl due to the younger woman's inexperience and overconfidence. Huntress was older, more experienced, but a loner and so any situation in which she could not rely on backup would be her downfall. Ivy led her into another trap, and with no way to contact anyone to rescue her before being disarmed, Huntress also quickly became tranquilized and stripped down and unmasked. Helena Bertinelli, a former mob boss' daughter turned vigilante, hardly interesting compared to the daughter of a police commissioner. But still, Ivy could learn from the mistakes with Batgirl and try to have more success with Huntress. Alas, it also proved too much for her, but allowed Ivy to refine the amounts of chemicals she used and have a much better idea next time of what would be a good ratio to avoid poisoning a body beyond its ability to recover from.Batgirl's utility belt beacon would have brought a world of trouble down on her so Ivy had it disposed of by one of her moving plants, and it was soon flushed out to Gotham Harbor, making it impossible to determine an origin point or trace it back to anywhere in particular. Huntress' on the other hand was a general distress beacon that wouldn't automatically bring the wrath of Batman down on her, and, once again using a moving plant to run it to a false location in order to set up an ambush, she activated it, hoping that whoever was sent would be an appropriate, meaning female, candidate. The greenhouse there was set to explode, destroying any traces of evidence, but only as a last resort. Self sealing, pumped with gas to knock out anyone who wandered in, attacking plants to restrain anyone strong, but with emphasis on cutting off the use of the person's mouth so they could not call for help, coordinate with anyone they were working with, or, in the case of Black Canary, preventing her from using her one superpower. Ivy saw her arrive on security camera footage and was delighted that Huntress' sometimes partner was the one. Physically similar to Huntress in age, fitness level, musculature and martial arts skill, yet with a power that could potentially be adaptable to Ivy's plants...that was almost too good to be true, at this early stage of the operation. She had to be very, very careful with this one to avoid a mistake, losing this sample would be heartbreaking.A plant that was vaguely human shaped, wearing Huntress' discarded garb including her distress signal, was laying prone on the floor of the greenhouse. It would be alarming and disarming for Black Canary seeing her comrade in such a state, and make her more concerned about getting Huntress out of there rather than taking precautions against danger, and sure enough, Ivy was right, heroes were so predictable. Self sacrificing to a fault. The impostor Huntress exploded into a cloud of spores, as well as having a flashbang effect to already disorient anyone caught by it, and then being unable to avoid breathing in the spores. Only someone like Batman himself would have been fully prepared, going in wearing a gas mask ahead of time. Thank her lucky stars he seemed to be a no show lately, no idea why that was, though there were rumors, even among criminal circles, that he was spending more time with Wonder Woman. Oh, what an acquisition THAT one would be! One day... As Black Canary looked, she saw the shape. That urge to just leap into action, to sprint forward and save the day, welled up within her, even took her forward a few steps .But she hesitated. Were she inexperienced, she'd just go with her gut. But Dinah knew better she'd literally warned younger heroes about precisely this sort of thing. Clever opponents, and Ivy was nothing if not clever, could lay traps for you, playing to your weaknesses. Black Canary needed to take in everything.So yes, a shape... wearing Huntress's outfit, that the signal was directly beeping about. Black Canary could feel every urge within her screaming to dart forward, to save her longtime friend, to do what it took. She didn'tsee any traps immediately. And the longer she waited, the greater the chances were that anything infecting Helena would do its job. Black Canary pulled out an antidote and decided that she'd better make a dash for it.Her precautions might have worked, had the body itself not been rigged. Black Canary stumbled back, caught slightly off guard, just enough that she inhaled a mouthful of spores before she could process. Were her powers not tied to her voice, Black Canary might have been able to make it out of there. She did jam the antidote she had in hand into her thigh, injecting herself with the counteracting agent, but whatever Ivy had planted here had some pretty major effects. It should counteract whatever she'd been hit with, but Dinah could feel her knees weakening. Should she fake getting effected to get closer? Her head already started spinning, and she was pretty sure that she wouldn't need to fake much whatever this thing was, it already was starting to work, only slowed by the dose Dinah had given herself, not stopped completely. Know your enemy. That was a lesson all of Batman's rogues gallery thought they had applied but sadly in their arrogance they proved time and time again that it was simply not so. Batman seemed almost impossibly knowledgeable, about all of them, and adapted almost instantly to all of their tactics. So it was time for Ivy to turn the tables. Batman and his allies had all been either inoculated against a number of Ivy's toxins and or carried with them instant antidotes to them. It wasn't enough for Ivy to try to cut off their ability to use them, no, she had to take measures to negate the effects of them. By utilizing what research she had already been able to do with Batgirl and Huntress, she had combined new genes into her plants and made new strains of pollen and other chemicals that were outside of the standard ones she had previously used. No one, not even Batman, would be immune to their effects, but she wasn't targeting the man himself anyway. So the combination of her strategy to cut off air supply and the use of her victim's mouth, and the potent strain of new pollen exploding and filling the room was likely to trap anyone other than someone already wearing a gas mask. With that, Black Canary became easy prey.Ivy, of course, did not go anywhere near that trap in person. Too risky. She wanted to ensure as little clues were left behind as possible to tie the disappearances back to her. In exchange for what she had promised Joker for his chemicals and cooperation, the Joker would increase his activity on the other side of Gotham and make sure to create plenty of distractions to keep other heroes from getting wind of any plant related incidents. Even Killer Croc was helping with that, making sure that any activity going on in the sewers was chalked up to his doing when she needed it, as that was her primary transport route for supplies and her human cargo. The greenhouse had served its purpose and once a carrier plant had ensnared Black Canary's unconscious body and carried it down into the sewers to make its way back to its master, she triggered the self destruct. It was a cheap place anyway, and would not likely have appeared to be a greenhouse once it was in flaming ruins. But with Huntress' burnt costume in the rubble, it would likely give the impression that she had fallen and be presumed dead, making a search for her body less of a priority as time went on. Dead was a better cover than missing, and Ivy could use that sort of distraction to keep attention away from her activities.With Dinah now delivered to her, and being a high profile heroine that required no mask, her identity well known and even among heroes being a rare one in that regard, there was no need to do any uncovering. In fact, Ivy allowed her to keep her already rather revealing outfit on for the time being. Still keeping her restrained with extremely strong vines, which could cause very sharp thorns to jut out if they met too much resistance, she allowed Dinah to remain upright and tightly gripped against the wall, bound by her entire legs, around her waist, under each armpit and two around her neck. They were constricting and could easily choke her out before she could let out a canary cry, but she wasn't aimed at anything important anyway, and they were so far underground that nobody on the surface would hear anything. Ivy could take her time with this one, taking samples, testing by pieces rather than on the whole, ensuring the best results and not letting her go to waste. That metahuman gene, like Killer Croc's, would be invaluable in strengthening her plants. Taking out a valuable member of the Justice League and being able to turn her power against them, to boot? It was almost too good to be true! And all things considered, honestly, it was almost too easy.The vines around Dinah's neck already had their thorns out, lightly poking against each side of her neck, allowing her to speak, if not without difficulty from their tight grip, but the message would be clear that if she tried anything, she'd be given a very sloppy tracheotomy, likely with an injection of some kind of toxin that would render her unconscious again anyway. Not that Ivy was looking for a chatting partner but now that she was holding all the cards, with no chance of anything internally going wrong, it couldn't hurt to have the girl awake for a little gloat. But what she really wanted Dinah awake for was when the fun really started, and that wasn't going to be for a little while yet.

['Dinah', 'Queen', 'Canary', 'Arrow', 'Olly']

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My Lustful Academia(for Angel-chan)

In the age of quirks and heroes the world was already filled with people who were special who could be easily classified as one thing or the next with classifications of Alphas, Betas, Omegas. But in the world of quirks and heroes, these traits became amplified to the point that agencies almost took on pros and side kicks based on their traits and behaviors. Though among heroes there was an imbalance of Alphas, Omegas and Betas. Among them almost three fives of pros registered as a confirmed Beta, with the remaining two fives divided among Alphas and Omegas evenly, as a result it wasn't uncommon for Alphas and Omegas to share partners given the way they handled one another in terms of their connections. Though it wasn't too bad, with the majority being Betas agencies weren't grinding to a halt thanks to heat, lust and desires. Tony Kishi, hero name Control, wielded a quirk known as Autonomy it allowed to manipulate the automatic parts of his body and mind. It allowed him to train himself to extremes that normal people couldn't including taking on different "states" of his body. Though he later lumped it all together into one form. He was a Western and became very popular in his time after All Might's retirement. The one weakness to his quirk, well public weakness was that he did need to eat food and rumored to carry something on his body at all times to continue the duration of his quirk's activation. It was feared at times that if he learned or figured out a way to overcome his quirk's weaknesses using his quirk it could have been far too much. In the time of Mirio's damaged quirk, Tony had taken his place in the Big Three of UA reluctantly as he never really accepted the term when people tried to address it, only saying he was a placeholder. Which was accurate Mirio eventually regained his quirk, but it took more than a year to reclaim what he lost and it was like having to relearn how to walk after losing your legs.But today he was waiting around his office, he had been a hero for at least two years and ran his own agency. Though he didn't take on anyone at first, he wanted to handle himself first as a hero before taking on people as side kicks. He felt weird having older people work under him and he didn't feel he'd be able to help students fairly that graduated until he was good enough in his mind to be a leader among people closer to him in his age. But he didn't want to work under a hero.Glancing at some files, he had some people who had looked into working with him as a sidekick. One he had called back to have for an interview a recent graduate, Momo Yaoyorozu, she had been a gifted in terms of intelligence but also the two had similar quirks in terms of weakness so he thought it made sense to interview her first so he could help her further prolong her talents and abilities. Though he did take note she had been an Omega and he himself was an Alpha. There were sub undocumented classifications within the Alpha, Beta and Omegas of the world, as quirks would affect how a person acted even in their own archetype. Shoto Todoroki had never been one to so easily step aside in the world and accept things so easily. After a long time of dealing with many things, his father, his issues there, and people causing him problems overall he had survived school for the better. He grew stronger and got better and when he left school there was a list of agencies that wanted to join to boost their reputation. Someone like him, the number 1 hero's son joining them for a fight would be impressive and yet he declined them all. Every one of them including his father's agency when he wanted him to return.No, Todoroki wanted to be on his own and decide what kind of hero he would be, shape his own destiny and shape the path he wanted to go down. Which was his plan, he didn't have an agency no, instead he was starting to work as an independent hero without an agency. Well technically he did but it was a one person agency with no side kicks or anything like that no, he'd handle his matters all by himself. And for a bit he was doing just that. He worked and used both sides of his quirk to effectively protect people and save them. Though today he was being brought onto a job that required other heroes. He would find himself coming up needing to work with an agency ahead of time on a raid.It wasn't unusual to work with agencies before getting to that point but he was getting there now. He recalled the woman was named Angel, or was it something else he hadn't been set up yet or familiar with her fully as he went to the meeting with the police on the raid. It was small scale attack but they wanted two pro heroes involved in case disaster struck and they needed to fight back with heavy hitters as well. Including any runners. Momo Yaoyorozu was a very intelligent and amazing hero. She was always willing to lend a helping hand to all her peers and always strived to help anyone she can. She grew the past two years after graduating even more to better herself and take the next steps in becoming a hero even though at times she doesn t see her quirk as the best it can still be helpful and she has been building up on it even more. Now finally after burying her head into her books and even training her quirks endurance she felt that it was finally time to take on a internship as a side kick! She calculated a few things in her head and decided that this would be the best way to start. What better way to have her name out there for everyone to see? Her goal was to be a hero and she was ready to give her all.That is Why she chose to put in a application to join Tony Kishi s agency in hopes that he would choose her as a possible side kick for the year! She was very eager and excited and it would really show in her applications. She had very detailed notes in there and references fro others she had partnered with and worked with before in hopes that he would review this and see what her potential was. Being a omega didn t help either. Some view omegas as weak and usually wouldn t hire them or they were sought out for sexual desires but Momo didn t want that and wanted to be useful for more then just her body. Sometimes mistake her hero outfit that it s even more revealing then what she wore for school as her trying to flaunt herself. She wished people would understand that it made it easier to use her quirk though. Today s the day! The black haired girl energetically made her waythrough the doors of the agency. A jump in her step due to actually getting a call back from Tony Kshsi. The Tony kishi wanted her as a side kick or at least he was interested! Oh How she waited For this day. Finally she was able to show what she really got and to save life s and make everyone happy and keep them safe! Show him that she was a great candidate! The girl ,ad ever way to the front desk where she was brought to Tony s office. She felt nervous as she stood straight as a plank of wood. Gulpingnervously. Sir? Miss Yaoyorzu is here for the interview? The front desk person gave a soft knock on the door waiting for Tony to reply to allow them in. Angel Wolf, a young and brilliant hero. At a young age she was pretty strong. She out ranked her peers back in a America and the. She ended up applying for UA which is why she traveled so far for she was always inspired by the students and teachers of UA and learned many things from going to school there even though she tased in the background really. Her quirk was a little strange a different and most people mistake that her quirk is simply her strength and speed. Along with her healing abilities. But she had kept her other half a secret. Her quirk was called hero villain. She had another personality that hid deep inside. A beast that destroyed and killed everything in its path. A total opposite of what and who she was. She s always been able to keep control on it though so no one really knew other then specific people.Angelnow actually had her own growing agency now finally able to build up hero s and help them make a name for themselves. Shealways wanted to help others as a kid being a hero and amentor to help others grow as she had despite being so young and being a o,Eva didn t help either but she easily masked herself to look like a alpha, to smell like a alpha with he p of course. She was successful in what she was doing and earned some good reputation aswell after she had helped with a villain invasion not to long ago. Now they were working on a raid and luckily for them they actually had more help this time from someone who she watchedin school and paid close attention to because he was a strong guy. Todoroki Shoto. He was strong and amazing. He works by himself andget thejob done.She would kill to have him work for her but not because of who his father was or his name but it was also cause she wanted to also help him grow too! Mold him into a fine hero because he had so much potential. Of course he didn t like to really work with others so that was a put down but maybe during this raid she could show him they could maybe make a great team! She was helping everyone go over the plan as they waited for a few of the hero s to show up. So once everyone is here we can get this plan going into motion. She smiled confidently. sorry I suck st this lol With recent graduate Momo at his door he had grinned hearing the attendant's tapping. There was a laugh on the other side. "No need to be shy, I was a expecting her, let the girl in!" He called in a playfully assertive tone as the door would be opened by the young woman who worked the desk. Momo would be let into the modest office, the whole office had been modest to be honest as it was only the two of them in there."Ah yes Momo, welcome always glad to see another UA alum." He smirked as he let her in and shook her hand, she'd see him in uniform, though his body was relaxed and less muscular than on the job when he went against villains. He mostly only used his potential on patrol and for PR. "Heh, let's see top of your class and grade all years you were in U.A., you placed in the finals each year going up just missed the top 4 for the semi finals it looks like in your final year. Given the monsters of your class that is a proud achievement in it's own right." He assured her with a smile. "By all accounts, from your references and a few others I called about you on. You are the ideal candidate." He assured her, though her looks didn't hinder her either, she was a knockout with an ample bust, a full round rump and she certainly showed off even if it was a happenstance of her quirk."The only thing I have to ask is a two part question, why choose to apply to me. What do you believe is the benefit you can provider my agency, and what do you believe you can get out of this to be my side kick Momo? And please don't worry about hero names in office you can call me Tony rather than Control." He assured her sweetly. He was very much an Alpha's Alpha and among his talents if he needed to he could control even his Alpha scent as needed. Angel had done well to hide her Omega status in the world. While it wasn't required to reveal your true nature, most people did because it would come out sooner or later. She had managed it well enough to fool everyone other than her supplier for scent masking. Todoroki would be mentally preparing himself for the mission as he joined Angel and the police that were there for the set up.The police would be looking at them as the pair would be meeting the raiding group. It was a surprisingly small number, probably twenty swat trained individuals. "Alright thanks for coming both of you for the job. We hopefully shouldn't need both of you here for this but we are dealing with black marketeers so we never know what might be there. Currently we believe that there should only be about ten people between the seller, his guards, the buyer and their protection. None of them are known to have powers so unless someone has concealed anything we should have smooth sailing. You two haven't worked together so you have some time to prepare before we ship off in the trucks."Todoroki looked back at Angel and blinked, he had remembered she was a decent senior of his from UA but he barely remembered too much of her as he glanced about a little more. "We should be fine as it is, I can just freeze them in place as we need so I'm not too concerned about it is they are quirkless villains." He stated without concern as he looked at the group but he did acknowledge Angel with a nod of his head and took notice of her. Momo heard his voice booming from the other side. He really did have such a friendly tone she was a little shocked but in a happy way as the lady opened the door for the Raven haired girl to enter. "Oh thank you so much for allowing me this opportunity to meet you! The pleasure is all mine!" She chirped happily. She appreciated his up beat tone and gentle took his hand for a hand shake. Well she definitely felt better about this whole thing! The rumors were right he was a nice guy. That says a lot since you hear a lot of these alpha heros tend to be jerks. Such a Katsuki. Never mind him though.As he began to go over her application she couldn't help but blush a little nervous at his compliments and how he seemed so impressed. The girl modestly put her head down to look at the ground but only for a moment. She caught herself before it was to long. She wanted to see confident to him because she was! "Thank you Sir! I have always strived to do my best! I'm very passionate about this job!" She confirmed firmly with a nod of her head. Her eyes bright and focused.Momo blinked a little surprised about his forwardness. "Of course sir I mean Tony" she corrected herself clearing her throat. "Well I have heard many good things about you and how you helps so many heros before become better, stronger! I wanna grow more and more and I believe you can't teach me so much more to better myself then I am now! I would grow to become a fine Pro Hero one day and that's why I chose you. To learn from you and take notes to build on." She spoke clear and confidently. "I believe I could provide your agency with a lot of support. I have been known to come up with many strategy and a quick thinker. I believe my quirk could also help on missions. Just give me a chance and I'll prove that I could be a great benefit to your company!" She body declared though she did hope she didn't get to carried away. The blonde listened carefully nodding. Many thoughts running through her head about this mission and these people. Anything could happen and though the report may say they are quirkless. Maybe someone could be hiding that they have one or even weapons so they would have to be on their toes. She didn't want to risk anyone's life so she had to pay extra code attention to details when they finally go in for the raid. Once they were done briefing she took the couple moments they had to finally approach Shoto. She noticed him as soon as he joined the group.He was easy to spot really. He was a unique and we'll known guy. A strong alpha at that but she wasn't gonna let him show her up either. She strolled over and held out her hand with a big grin on her face. A act of friendliness in hopes he would accept it. "Hello my name is Angel Wolf! It is nice to finally meet you." The girl began first. She was excited even if they may not have to do anything really at all and the police would have it under control.She was kinda surprised at Shoto's words though. He wasnt taking this seriously was he? This made her a little nervous of the out come. "Well, Mr. Todoroki I agree your quirk is powerful and I'm sure you could do just that and get it over with but we should still take caution. You can't just go with the information given to you or you could find yourself in a tight spot." She warned him. "I just don't wanna see you or anyone get hurt is all." She quickly added. She hoped he didn't take it as her being a jerk but she didn't wanna back down on this either. If he was stubborn she may have to cover for his butt and watch him extra carefully to so he didn't get hurt or something like that. Tony smiled at her sincerely as he looked over the woman cheerfully in front of him. With a hardy laugh he reached down and gently patted her head. "You really are exactly as described by those I spoke to. A bound of energy eager to what it takes to be a hero and help people. I couldn't find anyone to say anything directly negative about you. The only thing I ever heard was more telling about the good person you are. To be honest this was a formality. I made my decision to hire you before you even arrived Momo I just had to confirm I was right about you." He assured the beauty."So welcome to team, Momo, I look forward to working with you." He assured her with a charming smile on his face as he moved his hand off her head and offered it to her to shake. "But we're gonna go on patrol today when you are ready, no time like the present to get you started being a hero yes?" He offered as she'd see him up close in his full potential as he buffed up a bit, she'd see the suit tightening to his expanded muscles and body showing off his figure more to her by happenstance. "So ready to be my side kick today Creati?" He asked her sincerely with a warm smile on his face. Despite being an Alpha of Alphas, he had incredible control over his body and behavior, though there were rumors of his sexual prowess and assertiveness in bed. "You have me wrong, I do worry about them, but I want to make sure I catch them in one fell swoop with my ice to reduce the chance of any of the escaping the care of the Police and yourself as well." He corrected her as he looked at the woman, despite the fact she was his senior he was determined, more than anything else to be his own man and protect people. It wasn't that he wasn't capable of asking for help, he just knew the best course of action and wanted to use what he had available to him. His non worry wasn't that they were quirkless but that he'd be able to freeze them all in place before they had a chance to pull any surprises."I'm not familiar with your quirk, though is Angel Wolf your hero name or your name? Usually bad form to go by civilian names." He had eventually taken the Frostbite, which at first his father had thought it had been about his freezing powers alone but in reality it was about the burning sensation that came with the condition. It had been a strange name but his classmates had thought it might be good and practical for him overall given his quirk since it sent a clear message on who and what he was. The girl s eyes widened a little when she felt a weight on her head, seeing that it was hand. He acted very familiar but that wasn t a bad thing. It made everything less intense and scary for her. She was a bit more relaxed then she was before. She was stressing the whole ride over her till the moment the door opened to reveal the hero in front of her. She listened intently as he spoke of nothing but praised and good things about her as she couldn t hide the soft tint of her cheeks from all his kind words. Though she did take a double take surprise on her face when he spoke of how he had already hired her. Her mouth slightly a gape but quickly fixed herself, heart pounding in her chest excitedly. Thank you so much sir! She spoke keeping her voice calm though on the inside she was screaming in her head and jumping around squealing her head off. Which she was probably gonnado once she was all alone with not witnesses. The girl didn t wait to take his hand in her own soft ones. She noticed how they were bigger then hers, stronger. Me as well! I will not let you down. She reassured him. She was ready for anything and she wasn t shocked at all that they would start immediately she was prepared having brought her suit already. Of course! It will be a honor to do so. She spoke watching in awe as he activated her quirk seeing him get buffer. I was born ready! She smiled brightly. The girl listened with her head tilted jsut slightly Staring at him for a moment looking him over before a big smile planted on her face giving him a paton the arm. Alright! I was afraid you weren t thinking wisely and was just gonna jump in to show off! Not that I expected it from you of course but I had to make sure and see where your head was at. She explained to him. She hummed before gasping. Oh yes! Of course you wouldn t know to much about me huh? She laughed scratching the back of her head. Of course he wouldn t would he? Oh well that s fine! No it s not. My quirk is simple really, increased speed and strength. I can conjure up a barrier that is only as strong as me and heal wounds. My quirk isn t that great though. She laughed nervously. Let e introduce myself though, I m Angel wolf also known as Mystic. She told him holding out her hand for a proper introduction. I am really looking forward to work with you even if it s just this once for a raid. Though she would love to work with him more then this if of course they were able to work together and make a great team!. She was very excited for the out come but she knew that she needed to focus on the task at hand. To protect the citizens and take care of the bad guys. Tony smiled at her sincerely and looked her over as she had her case with her for her costume. She was very eager and chipper. He liked that about her already. "I know you won't Momo I look forward to getting onto the street with you." He stated and patted her back, he was a very friendly Alpha as he didn't need to be aggressive when he was powerful. It was what made him very likeable even among his classmates. "Come let's get going." He mused since he was already in his suit for patrols. "Megumi make sure Miss Yaoyorozu's paperwork is prepared while she's getting ready." He told the attendant who already had the papers and was making the proper adjustments.He'd escort her to a changing room which had a few lockers but she'd notice it was only the one in the office. "Sadly since it's just me I haven't had a chance to get the place ready for multiple sidekicks and myself." He chuckled a bit, it was something she'd easily be able to help set up a simple partition to divide the changing room enough for men and women with her quirk. "So feel free to pick any locker here, Megumi isn't a hero just a civilian so she doesn't have one in here, just me so far. After all you are my first sidekick." He told her to give her some more pride in herself, as she'd be able to see his locker marked off on the end she'd easily be able to take the one right next to his if she desired it. "And here, already prepared for you." He stated handing her two wrapped bars that looked like they were emergency rations for a natural disaster. "I prolong my quirk usage by calories, each of those bars are three days worth of calories. I figure since your quirk works similar to mine you'd benefit from having them around as well. It was one of the reasons I picked you among the other ones I've mentioned." He'd explain as she'd get a whiff of his scent while he stepped outside to let her change. Todoroki would glance at her as she seemed to be chipper. He didn't retract away from the pat on the arm as he listened to her talk. Though at her words he seemed to be skeptical. "I think you are someone who doesn't understand quirks all that much." He advised knowing his existence and that of his brothers and sisters were from quirk marriage and hybrid quirks. "A quirk that can do all of those things is quite impressive, most people only have access to one of those things so you saying it is simple is a lie." He advised her showing that despite being younger than her he was bit smarter as he had to educate her."Frostbite, Shoto Todoroki." He offered looking to Mystic as he shook her hand. "Yes I know it's a regrettable trait of being the son of the number one hero. I'm sorry to say if I haven't heard things like that before." He explained looking slightly tired as if he had waited for her to say something about his father. Poor boy must have still be getting hounded for events and meetings with his dad, or using him to get a better reputation. It wouldn't be any shock that he'd be the kind to have to deal with insane celebrity even among celebrities. Perhaps Mystic was different she she'd need to show that to him. Momo gave a nod enjoying how kind he was. It was definitely new compared to most alphas she met on the field and during her research. It was rare to find a pro hero alpha who was as kind as Control here. She let him guide her happily keeping by his side already. She was so excited to start her new job as a side kick! To keep a look out by the side of a hero. She hopes one day she would be able to be in his shoes despite being a omega. She was a little taken aback when he presented where they would keep their stuff and changing but when he explained what was going on it definitely made sense. Of course. It s understandable just starting out and with only a couple people it shouldn t be a issue. She gave a nod before checking the lockers out before seeing his in the back. Well if you insist, I would like to take a locker next to yours. She told him with a kind smile. She thought t would be best since they were working together and they could maybe get closer of course not in the locker room! But it could help. If you don t mind of course. She finished. She blinked eyes landing on the bars he held out for her. Oh for me? Well that s very kind of you! She couldn t stop the smile blooming on her face gently taking the bars her fingers brushed against his gently. Her sent on him while his on hers while he took his leave.She watched him quietly holding the bars close to her chest. Her heart beating a mile a minute. He was so kind! She really did choose a great boss! She hurried as she got dressed in her hero uniform gently stuffing the bars in her suit and placing her clothes in the locker on the leftof his before stopping. His scent lingered when he left but the scent of his locket was stronger...she paused giving a little sniff. It was a strong but lovely scent. She was mesmerized by it but only for a second since she snapped out of it almost dropping her regular shoes and stuff them in and hurried out of the room. It was true her costume gave little to imagine and littleto hide her sweet omega scent, like sweet lavender. I m ready Control! She called out hurrying to his side. Angel was shocked at his words but laughed. Your such a flatterer Mr.Todoroki! She teased only a little. She knew his words weren t meant to be compliments at all. I totally get where you coming from. Should have reworded it! I meant it s easy to explain! She told him. She had heard stories about his past but it seemed to be true when he wanted to correct her on what she had said about quirks. Poor man. She did feel for him. Almost everyone knew about his past too. She looked to him smiling a up at him. A pleasure to meet you frostbite! She chirped.Her smiled was gone. Excuse me! She grabbed his cheeks in her hands to make him look directly at her. But I didn t say that because of who your related to. I say it purely because of you and what you have done yourself not based on that man. She explained wantingto make herself clear to the boy infornt of her that she didn t have such intentions because of his father.She didn t even like the man. Way to cocky and Disgusting for what he had done. Not to be weird but I have seen you battle and based on that alone and nothing else, is why I said that. She finished with a nod of her head thinking she made herself clear and let him go. Sorry for the sudden intrusion of your space but I wanted to make myself clear. Now how about we get ready shall we? She was back to her smiling self.She already was dressed in herCostume . It was almost time for the raid to happen and she was ready to do what she needed to help out but also waited for Shoto her eyes meeting his once against and smiled once before looking forward. "Of course you can Momo." He smiled and pulled out a little slide in name tag as he slide in Creati to be beside his locker. "Of course, but don't feel too concerned, the closet next to the coat closet is full of these so take whatever you need. They are a bit hard and bland, with a coconut taste but they do the job." He explained as their hands brushed against one another and she'd feel his warm strong hands and he'd feel her soft hands.Leaving her alone in the locker room she'd be able to smell his strong yet sweet Alpha scent from his locker and from when he left her there. She'd be able to secure her locker and costume case in it when she emerged. Her outfit was arousing for the Alpha as he resisted the urge to do anything with her but he'd enjoy her sweet lavender scent. "As am I Creati." He told her confidently but she'd need to sign her paperwork and give what was needed to be official. The two would leave the office together on foot. Because he was still a small agency he'd still be doing some foot patrols."Though sometimes I do go to the rooftops, but I'm with you now so I want people to see and recognize you are working with me for your patrols." He offered as he patted her back. As they walked together on the street they'd be greeted by the locals, not everyone but a few who'd greet them and Tony would introduce Creati to them, and they'd wish her well and tell her to her best. Many being pleasant to her thanks to Tony being at her side. As they walked down a street they'd start to turn a corner but he'd suddenly pull her to his chest as she'd be pressed close to him. "Watch it!" He called to a bike messenger blazing past on a bike through the crosswalk. "You okay, Creati?" He asked as she was chest to chest with him and getting his alpha scent in her nose. "Not so much flattery as more of a statement of fact." He looked to her and shrugged. "That makes more sense but yes I would say your quirk is rare to have so many different facets to it." He explained as he considered it a bit more while he glanced around. he'd give her a nod as he considered it while shaking her hand after that. He didn't like that people knew his past as it did just cause problems as people did try and fix him or some other stupid concept but for now he'd deal with it. "Same. Looking forward to working with you."She had grabbed his cheeks and he had an instinctive reaction to freeze her fingers a bit reflectively to protect himself as he felt them. She'd be able to feel the chill but at the same time his scent leaked out a bit perhaps he did recognize the tender attempt at supporting him but he was trying to protect himself. Still she'd get his lumberjack scent, or at least a scented candle of vanilla while he studied her for a moment. Though he'd relent a bit as he sighed softly before letting her hands go as she felt her hands being warmed from his flame half. "Yes, thank you for that." He nodded as he felt bad for the defensive move.The group would be setting out to an armored swat van as they'd be with the police on the way to the raid location. It would be mostly silence as Todoroki looked across from her as he'd be on his phone despite being similar ages. She'd not see what he was doing at first unless she leaned over since they were sitting together. He'd be looking at the list of people that would be in the raid that they'd need to take down in the raid. He was hard working right until the start. Momo was happy to see everything coming together for her. The locker, being a part of the agency, and finally she may be able to get noticed by others. She knew s that she had to work hard though to become a pro and that was what she was willing to do. It may be hard at first but hard work always paid off or so that is the results she had always gotten. Just like now. She worked hard and did her research and built up her Resume and now look where she was? Partnered up with Control! His side kick out of probably many others! She gladly would sign those papers too.she didn t notice that slight glint in his eyes, surely someone who looked closely could see something if they really tried. Mayne shewas just so used to everyone looking and staring she didn t givemind to how others saw her or even lusted after her. She happily followed him stepping into the world of a super hero with her head held high now that she was by Control. She watched and took note of everything mentally. I do appreciate that plus it would be nice to meet some of the locals aswell. She smiled as she greeted whomever he brought forward and introduced her. She was naturally friendly and charming. She was so entranced and happy that she didn t pay attention to much to her surroundings which could be a deadly mistake.she didn t know what was going on until she was suddenly pulled close to controls body her breasts smooshed into his broad chest in his strong hold. Shocked the girl noticed the bike zooming by at a very fast rate. She felthorrible that she could have easily gotten hurt and hurt someone and not paying attention and she was gonna say something but slowly reality hit her as she suddenly realizedthe warmth surrounding her and the strong scent of an alpha. Her cheeks going a blaze. Y yes I am! I m very sorry! She squeaked out nervously. Trying to avoid eye contact. The girl had to hold back a laugh when h she felt her hands go cold from his reaction. It was a little priceless. She wanted to tease him but of course she let it go as he kindly let her hands free with his warmth. His scent was pleasant to she wanted to be buried In his soft sweet scent. She wondered if that was her omega side coming out from being close to a strong alpha? That s why s the girl pulled away so soon. She brushed it off quickly to not paying to closeattention to her own bodies reactions or that she made a little mistakethat was gonna throw her off her groove.The Blonde hummed softly to herself resting her head back against the van wall as Todoroki came and sat beside her the girl looked over at him for a moment before deciding to mind her own business though it was hard to ignore the curiousity that knowledge at her curious on what he was doing. She she leaned in a little closer. The girl didn t know what personal space was sometimes. As she grew closer he would be able to smell her sweet scent, almost of roses. It was faint and it wasn t there before but it could definitely be alluring. Whatcha doing? She asked curiously. He probably was already fed up with her. You had to have a lot of patience for this hero.As the van began to move its way toward their assigned location a little bump made her push into him more where he could feel her warm soft body and plush breasts press into him for a moment before she pulled away and gave out anervous laugh. I m sorry there Frostbite! I didn t mean to just fall into you. She nervously made a little distance now for them. Knowing now to be more careful. Tony gave her a sincere smile as he looked at the woman. She'd be able to inhale his Alpha scent as he let it slip a bit more when her ample breasts and face ended up buried in his chest. He was almost a foot taller than her in his full powered form as he held her close. "Don't worry about it, it happens every so often. People not being responsible. Besides I've been overwhelming you with a lot of things." He assured her with a soft pat to the head."Come now you are okay Creati, everyone has a day like this. Let's keep going I'm sure you'd like to see your territory hero." He assured her with a distraction to continue her on her path. For now they'd walk once more greeting the locals, though at times he'd be stopped for an autograph and was more than happy to do so for the public and even take photos. Eventually they'd stop at a cafe as the owner would stop them both. He had insisted on the news of Control getting a sidekick that they'd have lunch there on him. That and he wanted to get a photo of the pair for the wall for their local heroes. Which would have Tony and Momo close together for the photo, thought they were teased since both had red suits, and that got other people coming up to take photos of the pair together. It left the busty beauty to be near her Alpha boss's scent, and in turn let him sniff her lavender Omega scent. Todoroki would finally be able to take notice of her scent as he had seemed a little confused by it. She had been considered an Alpha and yet her scent didn't clash with his. Alpha scents tended to fight with one another for dominance. Instead her scent seemed complimentary, something common of betas or more likely Omegas. Though she was neither or so he thought as he sat there glancing at her. He was surprised by her question and why his senior was asking so many of a junior."I'm reviewing the information on the raid from my phone. I want to recognize everyone when the doors open to ensure I stop the most dangerous ones with my ice if I have to make a choice." He stated simply as he gave her a nod. "What about you? What are you doing to prepare for this mission in the final moments before we spring into action." He offered simply, as she leaned in his scent was pleasant but also one that seemed to have the warmth and command of a wildfire as he was getting ready for his mission. No it might be something that would overwhelm her if it kept persisting. Thankfully most of the people in the van were betas and would not affect her in the slightest. Momo had noticed his scent even stronger and her own body retaliated as it released more of her alluring scent that would also fill his nostrils. Together it smelt a,aging but h she had to fight it off! She wasn t gonna ruin her day or their patrol! Trying to rid of these thoughts and how her body heated up. She was upset with herself that she had her mind so clouded! What kind of hero could she be if she couldn t clear her mind? She was a little dejected but his reassurance helped a little. I ll try even harder. I should have paid more attention so I ll focus more from here on out! She told him. She didn t want to look like a fool to him.She let a smiled grace her lips bouncing back instantly. Of course lets get going! She kept her head up. She wasnt gonna let what happen get to her was she followed after him to check out the places they would be patrolling. She was happy watching as he had such fans wanting pictures and autographs and when they came to the cafe she was shocked. The shop owner was quite kind to offer a free meal on him! That s so kind. She murmured shocked but it wasn t super audible. She thanked the man and despite watching Controltake picturesshe was a little nervous to join him and have others ask her. Blushing a little as she was teased. She never felt happier and it showed on her face and by her scent that overflowed a little stromger as his scent to began to get stronger to her. This is a great feeling isn t it? She asked him looking up happy as can beo share this moment with him. The blonde was glad he didn t mind her getting so close to him. Ah I see! Well That s smart isn tit? Your quite prepared aren t you? She chirped happily. She of course didn t expect him to ask her how she prepared for the battle that was gonna take place and laughed. Well not what you did of course. I looked over the profiles before hand but your doing it again to memorize. Fantastic! She praised the boy before her as she patted his head like a little kid. I prepare by clearing my mind, a little prayer In hopes everyone will be ok and this will go smootly. You gotta have a clear mind or you could really mess up. She explained. Not as cool as what your doing. She shrugged.Her body felt a little weird at the moment seeming to react weirdly. She took it as maybe she was nervous not noticing her scent only seems to clos wly get stronger. We are almost there. Welp let s get ready huh frostbite? Good luck and be careful! She said giving him a pat on her shoulder before moving closer to the f door getting ready for whaterver was to come. She will keep a close eye on him though just in case. She was gonna protect her team at all costs. Putting on her serious face. She was definitely different when she battle. "Well they feel indebted to heroes who help them. Since they don't directly pay heroes unless it's a specific job it's a weird balance where they feel indebted and want to help but at the same time for us it's about taking it in time or turn to not take advantage of their kindness." Tony explained as the two were sitting by side or standing for the photos as he had an arm around her as they did so. He wouldn't direct her how to be with her arms letting her get comfortable before they'd be able to sit more side by side at the round table in case they were asked for more photos and shoots."Yeah it really is, wait until you help them in the region." He grinned softly as he patted her back, her sweet scent was incredible and he wanted to take her, and kiss her but he had to restrain himself as he used his quirk to stimulate his impulse control. "Though I imagine whenever I bring future side kicks by he'll probably just give them a free meal and I'll be paying for myself." He chuckled a bit. With a gentle of content he'd have kept his arm around her until their lunch arrive and they'd be able to eat together.Though as they were getting close to finishing their meal, he'd hear the sound of a car screeching and horns blaring as people were screaming in the distance. "That's not good... come on Creati." He told her in an authoritative tone as he picked her up into his arms and jumped away from the cafe to get a better look from the air what was going on. As they got to a rooftop he'd be able to see it a truck was out of control but it looked like someone was in it. "I'm going to stop the truck, you need to get the driver out of there, and detain them if they are aware and doing this to harm." He advised her as he gave her a few seconds before holding her as they went down once more. He'd set her down and didn't have more than a few seconds before he'd be catching the truck and held it in place lifting it off the ground a little bit. Enough to keep the truck from moving towards him. "Prayers amount to nothing, when preparation is better." He told the woman as he looked over at her and considered it for a moment. "People make their own luck by being prepared to handle things that would come up." Todoroki advised her as it was one of the few things he got from his father that he had agreed with. While he was on some improved terms with his father there were moment she didn't want to forgive him because it was part of his motivation. He stated as he looked to her and nodded.When they arrived he had been tasked with separate part to help lead the back area where the large truck bay doors would open. "Good luck to you as well Mystic, stay safe." He nodded as he prepared himself and the pair split off with the police they were assigned to in their riot gear. Though she'd hear at least one cop who discreetly muttered to another about how nice her ass looked.As they started to get ready the lead detective would declare they had a warrant for the arrest of the criminal Pack Mule. As the doors would be bust open and the madness began. Thankfully they were all so far not using quirks but they did have people shooting guns at the cops in riot shields. Todoroki and the others would come in from the back and he'd freeze the edits behind them and the trucks to keep them from escaping so easily. Momo listened intently the the pro hero. Of course. I only meant that it was great because they were so kind and it s really nice to work beside you. She explained her words a little more. Mom didn t mind to much of the attention even if it was kinda nice. She didn t want to seem like she was taking advantage of kindness from civilians. Anyone who did had no shame! The girl however got a little nervous sitting next to him. After the incident before her mind had been racing about him and how strong and kind he was. He made it harder and harder for the girl to not think about him.The omega gave the sweetest smile and a little laugh at the mention of the free meal for her but not his. I can t wait. I am definitely looking forward to it too. I m sure it will be a great moment in my life if you sayso. She trusted his words and the girl started to appreciate his kind touches. Her mind screamed that it wanted more but she had to push those thoughts away. Thank goodness their food got there. She didn t know how her resolve would hold up h if he kept her so close like that.itreally was a shock when loud bangs and tires screeching was heard. The girls head popped up instantly. that doesn t sound good at all. She mumbled before giving a nod as she followed his order. His voice was sexy like that, ordering heraround but she couldn tdwell on that thought and had to get her head in thegame. As they got to the rooftop they had a better view. The truck! The girl gasped. He was quick for a plan though as he quickly set in in motion. Got it! assoon as her feet hit the ground and he got everything under control she hurriedlyran over to the drivers side where it seemed the guy was passed out which was pretty odd but she had no time to wonder about that.Luckily the door was unlocked as shepulled the door opento hurry and get the guy out noticing the belt wouldn t unbuckle.she thought quick as she hurriedly used her quirkto create a simple pair of scissors pulling them from her chest to cut through the materiel of the seat belt before being able to pull the man out. She was glad she worked out or she was sure she would t be able to even get the guy out but she was able to lift long enough to pull him out and drag him away to the side so control could deal with the truck without worry. The girl gave a nod. Well, she didn t think this was going well was it? Anything she really said he would correct her one. She wondered if he thought she was just some dumb pro hero or maybe that s just how he acted? It was a natural thing for him? She found him hard to read though that s for sure. She hoped she left a little bit of a good impression though. She hurried to get in position though upon hearing the cops words the girl would give them a little glare. For goodness sake! They were on a mission here. People s life s even their own was on the line. There was no timeto be ogling her nor the other ladies there.The mission seemed to go in a blink of an eye. She was thankful it seemed to be going smoothly as she used her shields to also protect her fellow comrades the bullets that hit her barrier simply fell to the ground. That was a good thing since it didn t deflect them which could have been pretty dangerous in this situation. She watched as ice covered the ground freezing the trucks and who ever in place as everyone started to take down the criminals. She was thankful that there wasn t any quirks users and it was mainly just ammo that was used.The blonde hurried a long making sure everything was going as planned before she got a glimpse of a glimmer of metal to her right fromon t of the trucks that todoroki had froze in place. In this position she was closer to Shoto and the others that attacked from behind seeing that the manwho escaped from the truck was pointing the gun towards them which seemed to be a automatic. Without thinking she rushed towards the others trying to get between the shooter and them. As she did so she activated her barrier to shield a bigger part around her so it covered more ground. Watch out! She called out to the others to alert them and todoroki. Rushing to them.luckily one of the policemen did tackle the guy down before the man could shoot anyone and with the help of her barrier no one would but she under estimated the ice under her shoes as she tried to stop going full speed towards todoroki. Move! She squeaked out unable to stop hoping the boy and others would move before slamming right into the multicolored haired boys body with her own with a loud thump. They tumbled to the ground her landing of course soft since she landed on him. Oh my gosh I m so sorry frostbite! I was scared you guys would get hurt a ! Her words got caught in her throat realizing when she a sat up she was sitting on something. Her cheeks burned a bright red as she froze. She was in fact sitting right on his face! Her heat right up against his mouth and nose so she could see his eyes.she didn t help with freezing like she did because her would be getting a full whiff of her sweet omega scent since it was from the source.it didn t help that was was so close to her heat either or that she missed taking her suppressants. She would smell even more appetizing for the very serious Alpha under her. haha sorry if this was stupid to? I thought the scene was funny and maybe this would happen hopefully it wasn t to soon I, sorry if it was A Tony smiled as he glanced over at Momo, as he easily was able to lift the large box truck up. In reality she had time and gravity certainly would help the knocked out man fall into her to help set him down. With the man off the gas pedal he'd be able to lower the truck and let it rest now that it wasn't moving. Walking over he'd check the man and look for a pulse, it was rather strange but he didn't find one on the man."No pulse, Creati, call the paramedics to here and then check inside the truck. See if he took anything, or if there is a note that could have caused this." He insisted showing his authoritative tone that she had found sexy once more while he attempted to start the man's heart again. As he worked there and continued his efforts he'd look up and catch sight of Momo's butt she had an incredible ass in her hero costume and it certainly made him want to give her a more fulfilling job, namely being filled by him.Though she'd find the man had left a note intently to be angry at society for failing him as he seemed to be ranting blaming heroes for his shortcomings. She'd find a bottle of pills that were empty and something that looked like poison beside it. Still Tony would continue to do his best as he worked on the man. He spent several minutes trying to revive the man and incredibly after seven minutes he had managed to get a pulse by the time the paramedics arrived to take him away. "Even if I revived him that man may not have much of a life with how much damage that was done." He grimaced a bit as the police took his statement about the incident as the police secured the truck as a crime scene given the property damage.The remainder of their day had went better than that, though Momo would get some credit from others for helping with the runaway truck. Their day consisted of one purse snatching after that and an old woman who hit Tony with her cane in jest to complain that he had a secret wife in Momo and was flaunting her to the old woman. The old woman clearly too old to marry the young hero was having fun at both of their expenses. "Well how was your first day, more exciting than normal..." Tony admitted once they were back at their office. Shoto to his correct would see what was happening and would be modifying his ice to help create his own barrier in conjunction with her's to stop the bullets. Though her barrier stopped them from getting to the ice it was a welcome relief as he prepared to use his fire to subdue to the remaining shooters. Though thankfully it was unneeded as the police had managed the rest of the scene pretty easily. Most of these men didn't have quirks that were combat related so they had to rely on their weapons.Though he'd have to deal with something else as collided with he woman and ended up sliding on the ice until he got a face full of Mystic's crotch. It was a weird sensation, he had experienced something similar though not quite in school when someone with a hopping quirk got out of hand in the hallway running to class. But this was different and more importantly he realized while Mystic seemed off to him. She had the scent of an Omega.Her scent was filling his nose as was her crotch as he couldn't quite move not wanting to smack the woman away from him. Though thankfully the cops would be able to give a bit of levity as they had been securing the cops and snickered. "Guess that's one way to assert your dominance." One of the cops said looking at Mystic and Frostbite, it was quite amusing to be honest as even the villains that were being arrested gave a whistle before getting hit in the head and led to the truck for detainment. Momo was quick to investigate the unconscious man before her as she to went straight to seeing if he had a heart beat and was breathing as well. Control was quicker then her though got speak out about the man not having a pulse. Already ahead of you. She replied already had contacted the police for an ambulance right as he walked over. His voice sent ugh her body as she squirmed a little but she had to push those thoughts and feelings out of her mind.She hurriedly got up from her spot beside them and ran to the drivers side once more of the truck to find any evidence or anything really that could explain wheat had happened her and upon finding the nor the and pills it all made sense to her now. It was unfortunate seeing things like this. She knew not everyone appreciated heroes and it can result in things like this too. Control, he had taken in pills and a unknown substance. She quickly told him about her findings as he tried to revive the man. Luckily he did though. Even if the man may not have much of a life he was alive. She presented the letter to the authorities aswell before going back to Controls side. At least he s is alive though, you saved him. She assured him. Your still an amazing hero. I m sure a lot of people appreciate you helping stop the truck and saving that mans life. She smiled warmly up at him. She thought he did amazing under The pressure and he saved a man! He really wash a good guy. She could feel her heart speed up at the thought of everything that happened. Strong and brave. Kind and sweet. He was everything any omega wanted. She could blame the old ladywanting him either giggling as she watched it unfold. She was thankful things calmed down and nothing to seriou s happened after that.Momo sighed softly as she rubbed the back of her neck as they finally returned to the office. She was ready to wash up and relax a little after a good days work. It was amazing! I couldn t ask for a better day. You were amazing to saving that man and stopping that truck. It was exciting but I, glad everything turned out well and everyone was so kind too. She sighed happily. Hopefully I was helpful. Thank you for choosing me as your side kick. She expressed happily that she enjoyed their time together. Her scent stronger then when she first came here obviously happy, Are you hungry by the way? I m sure we have to do a few things but maybe we can grab a bite, of course if you want to. I dont know what rules you have between your side kicks. She explained. Some agencies don t have rules about their side kicks spending time outside of work with other side kicks or even pro heroes. It took a moment for the girl to realize what she was doing staying a little to long due to her shock of this whole situation now. She gasped finally snapping out of her little trance before hurriedly getting off the hero under her blushing as red as Shotos red hair. Quickly helping him up nervously. I m so sorry. I don t have soap, or anything. Um... she searched her hero uniform before finding she did have a handkerchief and shoved that in his hand. That maybe could help. She squeaked out. Of course there really wasn t anything on his face but it might make him feel better to wipe his face anyways. I really am sorry. She bowed her head to him before taking off towards where they were loading up the villains to help out. Giving little glares at anyone who cracked a joke. She tried to avoid frostbite after that little incident as best she could as they finished up rallying up the bad guys and getting evidence that they needed before getting in the trucks to head back to the station to unload. The pro hero sighed softly her head leaning back against her seat. She didn t sit next tofrostbite this time.she wondered if he really did hate her now? She probably embarrassed him though it didn t show on his face much either. Probably disgusted with her too. She couldn t tell with him. She secretly hoped maybe he liked her scent but then she did remember she did take her Suppressants Too so maybe she just smelled like a alpha too. Wel,that wouldn t be bad of course. She didn t need to getting out she wasnt a alpha anyways.she unfortunately did feel hotter after that little mishap too. She was happy that they finally made it to the station as she hopped on out of thevehicle. Good job guys! Everything went smoothly and no one got hurt. It was a pleasure working with everyone. She bowed to them before taking her leave. She felt like she was on fire and she didn t know why so she wanted to leave to her own agency to find out why she felt like this. Not really giving anyone time as she scurried away. Luckily she wasn t to far from her building as it was simply a block or two away. Her scent was now full on omega and thankfully the police force was basically all betas so they couldn t tell but Frostbite was sure to. Luckily by the time she got inside her office the suppressants wore off. Damnit... she cursed as she felt heat rage through her body. She needed to take more. Tony smiled at her warmly and sincerely as they were in their office together and walked together into the locker room. "Thank you very much for that, I'm glad you think that but please don't sell yourself short Momo. You are now an invaluable member of this agency and someone very special to me as my first sidekick." He told her sincerely as he reached over and stroked her head. "I will not allow you to beat yourself up, not when there are villains out there who will do that to you." He insisted as he put his hands on both of her arms."Heh, we're pretty much all set today with the shift over. Since my agency isn't big enough to have a night shift we just do what we can when we can." He assured her sincerely and then at her question he blinked in confusion. "Of course we can go have dinner together Momo why would that be a problem?" He blinked and gave her a warm smile and patted her back. "Well silly we're hero and sidekick so wouldn't that not apply between side kicks?" He chuckled."Though to be honest as long as nothing affects the work I'm fine with whatever." He assured her once more before giving her a proper hug as he loved her sweet, strong scent. In response she'd be able to get a nice potent whiff of his manly Alpha scent. "You are very cute Momo, I'm glad you are here." He offered and then went to step out. "I'll let you change into civilian clothing first, then we'll swap." He suggested and let her get his cent in her nose which was very strong now after today from work and her Omega scent as he let her have a moment there. Though when she finished changing he'd switch with her and do the same. Though he'd give a sniff of the locker room before joining her. Shoto had been stunned by the situation but he was very chill and calm about a lot of things as he looked at the woman and then took her hand to get up and recover. He'd take the item and clean up his face despite nothing being there though her scent was on the handkerchief so she had doubled down a bit more. For now he'd be focusing on helping with the detainment as they looked at everyone in the situation and prepared for the remainder of the issues.Though by the time everything that was going on he'd realize that something was up and strange but for now he'd blink and look at the woman and let things go for now. They even ended up in different trucks on the way back to the station as they moved. It took a bit of time but eventually they'd be all said and done with. However he'd still be thinking about the scent of the woman as he realized something was wrong and he needed to confront her on it.He would eventually follow her discreetly all the way back to her agency and would confront her when all was said and done. "Mystic... you and I need to talk about what just happened." He stated as he moved to confront her a bit more. "Are you actually an Alpha?" He asked her with a blink and stared at the woman with his arms crossed once they were private. Momo blushed only a little as she kept her composer trying not to blush like a high school girl since she wasn t one anymore. Thank you so ,I have sir. It really means a lot to hear you say that. I will do my best not to worry you then and not beat myself up. The black haired girl smiled up at him enjoying the weight of his hand on her head. Quite enjoying the feeling of being touched as he had also went to touch her arms aswell. Oh well, I heard of different things for different agencies. Side kicks and side kicks even for hero s and side kicks. That some don t allow outside relationships or friendships. She clarified but she was happy that he agreed to her offer.she was cheering herself on in her head excited to enjoy the evening with him But when he hugged her all of the sudden it threw her off guard for a moment she didn t hug back but soon returned the hug as she got a good smell of his manly alpha scent sending the girls head and body almost into a frenzy almost letting out a whimper when he pulled away biting her bottom lip. She watched him for almost. A moment as her mind scream at her to not let the man go.her feet moved on their own and so did her hand as she hurried ran to him grabbing his hand before he could completely walk out her eyes wide as she looked at him panting softly despite not going to far. She was worked up and it was plain to see. I..um she was lost for words before quickly pulling away. S sorry I don t know what got over me! Must have been all the excitement From earlier and the truck. She tried to make up a excuse her scent pouring out more stronger and stronger. I should get dressed. She mumbled awkwardly shy as she quickly turned to head back to her locker to get changed into her clothes. As angel began searching for her pillsin her desk drawer finally finding her bottle of suppressants then a deep voice made rang out making the poor girl almost jump out of her skin as she hadn t noticed him at all she almost fell to the ground but caught herself. Quickly hiding the bottle behind her back. Of course she didn t notice him. He was smart plus she was so worried about what was going on with her body andabout earlier she didn t pay attention to whom may have followed her. Frostbite. What a Pleasant surprise! She squeaked out closing the drawer keeping her pills behind her. W whatca I do for you? She asked nervously but what came out of those lovely lips cause dread to flow through her. He knows! He knows you idiot and he was going to tell everyone. No...play it cool. She mentally battled herself. She kept calm though her heart beat would give her away. I I am why wouldn t I be? She asked trying to lie to the male before her though he scent really gave her a way. if I smell like anything else it could be that I bumped into someone who wasn t a alpha of course. She tried to come up with a excuse. Is that why you followed me? I m sorry if that was so..... she mumbled watching him nervously. She wanted him to go. Well she didn t want him to go at the same time. Damn her omega nose! Her body was screaming yes whileher mind said no. "Well for me as long as it doesn't affect the work and protecting the innocent why would I have a problem with that?" Tony offered sincerely but he had been smelling her scent and in her more revealing costume it was easier to get the scent from her. At her apology he couldn't help but sincerely smile and look back at her contently. "Don't worry about it." He assured her at the apology before letting her get changed first.When she finished he'd slip into the locker room and do the same getting changed and enjoying the scent she had left behind. It really was quite blissful and he wanted to savor more of it and her to be honest. It was a few minutes later when he'd return in his less muscular form for his civilian clothes which were form fitting to say the least as he looked at the woman across from him when he existed. Megumi the receptionist had already left for the day."Momo I should let you in on a secret thanks to my quirk I'm able to control a lot of my including it's reactions." He explained as he walked over and put his hands on her shoulders. "That includes resisting the desires, and urges caused by a very beautiful side kick with the pleasant scent." He winked as he put an arm around her and started walking for dinner as she had planned originally but she'd know his feelings. Shoto looked at her and shook his head. "There are a lot of people who mistake my indifference towards women as incompetence or inexperience. However It's more out of respect for dealing with the girls, some who want me for my reputation, others for being an Alpha, final some for my status as the son of the number one hero. But the reality is. I know what an Omega smells like from them trying to scent me to get me aroused." He warned her as he stared at her."I don't care if are you actually an Omega or not but my concern is being lied to by a hero and someone I have to trust with my life in the field." He explained as he looked at the woman and then gave her an annoyed look with a shake of his head before considering his options. "So what are you going to say about it then?" He asked her curiously. Moving forward to her he was going to try and get the answer from her one way or another as he locked eyes with her.Though in reality he had moved closer to her and started to warm his body with his fire quirk. It wasn't too noticeable physically to her, but she'd smell it. He was making his body emit more musk and arousing scent for her. She'd be able to smell his manly warm scent to really mess with her and try to get her to confess. Mom was nervous as she waited for him to finish getting dressed and despite not being in his hero form he still was very much handsome to the girl. Besides she didn t care for flashy things to much but really it was his kindness that caught her attention quickly. I didn t know specifically what you would like to eat since I didn t ask. She laughed nervously when he finally appeared again out from the dressing room. What kind of food do you prefer? She asked curiously trying to figure out what the best place would be to go get something to eat especially with her pro hero.She was however caught off guard when he got to her side his scent a bit stronger onceagain since he was so close to her once again. Her arm coming to rest itself around her waist making the girls heart skip a beat looking up at him. S sir? she called out a little shyly when he surprised her with hiswords which she dint know how to take. What did he mean by that? She didn t want to take his words wrong and she gulped. She wanted to be brave though because with his manly scent that seemed so welcoming in his nose it had to be that right? That s why you call yourself control then right? If I got you right do I really make it hard for you to control yourself? She asked forclarification. M ay I ask how so? How do you have to control yourself? Why? She asked a few questions. If you need me to fix anything as well I would be morethen happy to help in any way I can or change anything so I am not so distracting. She offered. She had to play it cool but by her scent he could tell her sweet scent was very welcoming too. The girl froze under his gaze swallowing when he got closer the girl was quick to move though in a moment he got to close quickly keeping a distance making sure that hers desk was between them. She had to cover her nose as she could smell his scent getting strong, more alluring for the poor omega. She didn t mean to lie tohim nor misguide him and see her as untrustworthy. That s not why she hid her true status to everyone. Ok! Ok! Just stop it! Letting your scent out like that! I hadn t had a heat in a very long time and it hurts so! She begged the man before her. I don t mean to seem untrustworthy because of this! she squeaked out trying to ignore her body as it heated up to and let its own scent mix with his. I do it becauseif I wanted to have my own agency, to be a good pro hero without anyone giving me trouble because I ma omega. It s hard for us omegas to climb their way to the top. She admitted. It s lame but true , there s few omega pro hero s and even then they still have such hard times. She sighed softly. I was laughed at when I tried to open my own agency the first time and was denied because I was a omega, seen as a weakling of course I m not saying all people are like that but....they were. I tried again and again and denied. Denied. Denied. I was sick of it so as I began taking supplements and the very next time I tried I was approved so I have hid my true status for a long time because of that. She tried to explain. Im sorry I m pretty lame huh? She laughed nervously. But I m sure you would understand lots of alphas don t wanna follow the orders form a omega and may even take advantage of it. She was curious on his though though. It was hard though not to jump the guy though. She could feel the heat between her legs grow as she scanned over his body nibbling her bottom lip shyly. Her arousal was growing and fast. C can we maybe talk about this later though? I I a, almost st my limit. Her legs felt wobbly and weak. "Oh no I can control myself even around you. But I meant more specifically I know what an Omega feels when she's releasing her scent like that Momo and I'm saying that now that I'm off the clock... I can return the favor." Tony whispered as he leaned in and let her get a lot more of his scent in her nose as she'd be able to smell his approving musk. "So don't feel embarrassed or worried about your urges and desires." He assured her and sat down looking up at her.Though she'd find herself sitting in his lap as he gently pulled her down. "Because I was enjoying your pleasant scent." He explained as he stroked her hair and back gently letting her rest against him. "And don't worry this will not change anything I'm still gonna work you like I would any other sidekick I have in the future. Though being as beautiful as you are and as pleasant a personality with an equally pleasant scent. You would be hard to resist no matter what." He chuckled before tilting her chin upward enough and allowed his lips to meet her's in a tender yet passionate kiss. Shoto would listen to her and remain silently impassive the entire time, his eyes constantly on her as he seemed curious and interested in her reasoning at first as he thought about it. Though there were some gaps in her story he still intently listened to her entire ranting and raving about it. But he could feel the empathy for her, his friend and almost date in Momo had wanted to be a hero but being an Omega would cause her problems as well, there were quite a few Omega girls in their classes that would be having those problems and issues."Yes I could understand all of that, and to be honest I understand why you did it. However, you made a mistake and you will need to pay for it." He warned her as he moved forward and had him straddle him. "You are going to deal with your urges right now." He warned her as she'd feel him spank her with his hands one hand cool the other warm from his quirk as he repeated it while on his lap. "You'll need to have your scent covered by your dealer's and your new sidekick's right?" Momo couldn t believe her ears When Tony began speaking such words to her that she wouldn t have even guessed he would even say in a million years. That he felt the same way and that he had also enjoyed her scent. She looked up to him as he pulled her close into his warm, welcoming embrace. She eagerly returned it as she got closer. Enjoying his scent that he released as he did of hers. It s a little embarrassing that it was so obvious but....I would be lying if I said you were wrong...or that I desire my boss. She laughed a little nervously.she had gotten a little confused when he pulled away though as she tilted her head before she felt his hand tough her own which she gentlygave his hand a squeeze and let him pull her down with little resistance. She liked how his body surrounded hers as she comfortably fit in his lap. He was so gentle with how he touched her and she craved this. She never thought she would but...he was different. Of course. I wouldn t want you to treat meany different....though I don t mind you being sweet like this time from time... she admired her cheeks dusted a soft pink.she happily looked upinto his eyes a little smile graced her lips before they found his in a romantic and sweet kiss. Your gonna drive me crazy... she whispered against his lips kissing them again. Spoiling me like this. She giggled softly. I m so happythat you share the sam desire. I was scared that if you had found out you would kick me out... she admitted. Not a lot of alphas tolerate this cause it can jeopardize and cause favorites in a agency. She told him. oh that I m trying to do that of course! She corrected.it was hard though she found out, to sit still in his lap as his scent came in waves. She wondered if they would make it to dinner or go straight to dessert... The blonde gasped at him, her mouth falling opened shocked at the mans sudden authoritive voice and how he quickly dominated the situation at hand because she was about to run off to hide but him speaking only a few words made it feel like she was shackled to this very room. She couldn t fight him off when he came closer. W wait! She squeaked out. He had her inthe alm of his hand now pulling her to his body as she got another whiff of he masculine scent making the girl moan fromjsut that. It s been so long since she was this close to a alpha when she wasn t on her pills. Not that she physically was with one of course. She never been this close to a alpha as her omega self. Her walls fell down once he had his straddling him his hands slapping the sensitive flesh from her behind and the feeling of the hot and cold temperature was a nice touch. I I...don t need my side kicks for that...that s not why I...wanted you. She clarified. You have...potential to be a hero...a good hero not just any. You work hard and your smart. She found it hard to keep talking like that though due to this situation. Herforehead fell to his shoulder. You make it hard though....for wanting you for something else... she whispered.She might aswell give in to her urges now? He was offering himself up on a silver platter and she wanted to devour him...or he to her. Her mouth suddenly found his neck leaving soft love bites and nibbles her hand gripping the fabric of his shirt. Her breasts pressing against his chest as she rubbed her body up against his grinding her already sopping wet and needy pussy against his crotch despite being clothed. Please....Please Fill me up. She moaned out to him.She blames him completely for this. She wondered if he wanted her this whole time too. D did you desire me to shoto? After getting a whiff? She was curious. Tony would smile at her sincerely as he looked at the woman. "Don't worry about desiring your boss or anything like that. I'll still praise you for being a good girl, punish you for being a bad girl. And that's not even what I'll do in the bedroom." He teased her affectionately after the kiss while she sat on his lap and found her kissing him again and he would return the kiss just as nicely as before with a smirk."Nah it's only a problem if it affects the work, but knowing you are a hard working and smart woman as much as you are beautiful and ravishing, I know you'll be the best sidekick by day and plaything by night." He flirted teasingly while sitting with her there in the locker room in their casual attire for the day. Though after a bit of kissing and flirting with her he'd decide he'd want to do a bit more with this beauty and her desires. "Say Momo there is a shower on the premises, what do you say we have dessert, clean up and then go to dinner, before even more dessert..." He flirted once more as her plump behind would be able to feel his impressive arousal under her warm rear."Mhmm well then let's have a bit of fun there." He told her as he helped her up and then turned her around so she was straddling his lap. She'd find his hands were massaging her generous rear as they kissed together passionately and more and teased her a little bit as he let his hands move off her backside and to her ample breasts a bit more as he sighed contently. "Wow this is a really lovely body. " He shuddered a bit in pleasure at it. Shoto looked at her as he continued to "punish her" with his hot and cold hands to her backside. "What you were doing was impressive but reckless you have to be careful with what you are doing or you are going to get in a lot of trouble pretending to be an Alpha when you are an Omega." He warned the woman as he gave her another look before shifting her so she'd be in a better position, he knew he was going to be a great hero, or at least that he knew he had to be a great hero for the sake of others and for himself.As she finally started to start saying something as he gave in a bit as he had been horny after getting a crotch full of her scent and now he needed to handle his business. "Well you are making it hard to not want to savor you." He explained as he looked at her and then started to kiss her back and roughly. He could feel how wet she was even through both sets of pants, hers and his as they were together there. "I see, well then I guess I have no choice but to do so won't I?" He asked her with a lustful tone as he kept her close to his chest and finally started to rub back against her while they were there.He hadn't wanted this since she was an Alpha after all Alphas who were together rarely if ever worked out but no he had smelled her and now he needed it. "Well if it had been a normal moment maybe not immediately but getting a face full of your scent so roughly and aggressively has triggered something in me at first for the the truth but now in this moment for you." He stated as he locked eyes with her and began to try and help undress her and get her ready for this. Momo couldn t believe it! She would have never imagined herself nestled up against her boss who was a alpha and sitting in his lap so perfectly. This was pretty scandalous honestly yet it turned her on to an extreme. She could already feel how wet she was and how her panties were probably ruined now. She listened to his seductive words eagerly. Oh she wanted to be his good girl, his bad girl, and oh how she wanted to know what what he would do in the bedroom. Her omega body going wild. It did t help sitting in his lap either. Of course! I will still work very hard as your sidekick and...other ways. She blushed a little not able to say in words that she would be more then happy to be his play thing. His omega. She wanted to do many things with him And They were not all very work friendly. Her pussy basically quivered when he mentione the showers and dessert and gosh her mind was going crazy but she didn t wanna act like some animal in front of him who simply wanted to be ravished. That s not very lady like. She swallowed hard before nodding. Y yes...I would love that very much. Momo thought that something like this that usually was in those silly romance comics could actually happen to her. Clinging onto her boss her as pressed up against his dick that seemed to only get bigger. When he turned her over to straddle him she couldn t take it as her lips quickly found his and her hips moved against his arousal, grinding her pussy against his hard dick moaning. God I want you inside me... she breathed out lustfully when he told her how beautiful her body was although She blushed realizing what she said. I if you want that is.. The young hero moaned while her hips moved against his, dry humping him to get so,e soft of relief though it was definitely not enough for her. I know. I know. It s dangerous. Please don t tell anyone. She asked as she placed kisses up and down his neck and on his lips sucking them enjoying how the temperature of his body was different on both sides. it was so relaxing honestly. The way one hand was hot and the other was cold. It was kinda thrilling.a sort of temperature play. Never knowing would he make his hand hotter or his other hand colder. She was so happy when he finally rubbed up against her too, his musk mixing with her sweet omega scent. It was almost intoxicating and it being so long since she experienced this kind of excitement in a while since her school days. Her true omega coming out now. Please do. She begged nuzzlingup to him her lips on his in another breath taking kiss. Roughly and aggressively. Well I m kinda glad it happened...more happy that you liked it. She purred. When he began to undress her she began to help him aswell a little more impatient. I wanna feel you against me...inside me. I jut wanna feel you everywhere. She panted out. She couldn t help but wiggle on his lap for more friction. I jsut wanna rip you out of this clothes right now. At the same time unwrapping you slowly seems pretty good too. Tony moaned softly as he felt her on his lap as he shuddered as he moaned softly. "I know my dear, sexy Momo. I'll make sure to work you hard on the street, and in between the sheets." He shuddered as he looked her over while he felt her against him and the way she agreed and wanted him as well he'd be letting out his manly Alpha scent as he didn't let anyone have anything as he moaned a bit in pleasure against once more as he'd feel her up and then her loins feeling the dampness in her uniform. "Oh my someone's soaking wet... it's a good thing you can make things... because I will find it to be an unsuccessful day if you aren't making new panties daily because I've made you soil them with arousal and desire for your Alpha." He whispered hotly and lustfully as he kissed her hard on the lips while she was sitting on his lap letting her rub her wet pussy against his hard cock. But hearing her words turned him on even further. "Oh what did you think the earlier words were for show? No no, I am going to fuck you and make your legs weak. We'll fuck in that shower, go off have a lovely dinner, and then I'll take you home and make sure you scream my name until you faint from sexual bliss." He lustfully warned her as he picked her up and carried her into the shower area. The shower did have a place to hang up costumes and he started to eagerly strip the two of them while he kissed her and caressed her with a heated look of desire in his eyes. Once his cock came out however she'd really be able to get a whiff of his scent. He was going to absolutely go to town on her later on. "Though with the way you smell and how good you look... we could just order take out and delivery to my apartment..." He whispered heatedly in her ear as he kissed her seductively and fondled her curves. He was horny and eager for her now as he began to tease her entrance until she was okay with him before he penetrated her pussy and he was delighted by the feeling as he began to make love to her. Todoroki would be feeling her dry humping him as it was clear she was horny as hell and he played with her a bit more. "I won't tell anyone but you need to be careful or else I'll be punishing you myself for your reckless actions." He warned her as he let her feel the change in his body, normally his body was fine but he was letting her endure some temperature play as he caressed and fondled her with one cold and one warm hand. He had to be very careful with his control as he had a flames after all and he didn't want to burn his new boss after all that had happened. As they looked at one another and he stripped her naked she'd be getting his clothes off as well as they worked together to get naked. "Don't worry after a face full of pussy, I want it quickly tonight. You can strip slowly another night." He was surprisingly out of character for himself, but to be honest he usually had some sense of control over his body. Now not so much as she had triggered something within him that was incredibly needy and horny for him. When they were both naked he'd be starting to fondle and caress her naked body, his hardened cock against her as he looked at the woman and then since she had been asking for it he'd just start to enter her without warning. She'd find his cock was warmed but not hot, clearly using his quirk to add extra pleasure to her needy little inviting hole. He was not much of a lover, but when he did fuck he made sure that the woman was going to be satisfied with everything that had occurred. His hands would be on her breasts as he began to massage them while he thrust back and forth into her needy little hole.

['Kishi', 'Mirio']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/111530/

I am Ironman (Mathim & PhoenixRising82)

Continued from E The trip to Tienman Mountain and Beijing as a whole had been pleasant enough, despite the rough, ok really rough, start they d had before they d even made it to the airport.Once Gen had found the sweets that Tony wanted and they d gone and gotten them together, he seemed to lighten up a little more. The fact that he wanted to be in her presence, even when she offered to handle something by herself, threw her for a minor loop. After what she d said to him prior to the trip, it outright shocked her at times if she were being honest. Maybe she was still waiting for the other shoe to drop. For Tony Stark, the Tony Stark the world as a whole knew, to make an appearance.He never did and she was a little shocked that after the helicopter ride to the top of the mountain, she d convinced him to take a stroll with her, at least part way down the mountain to enjoy it a little more.....personably. Stimulation rather than simulation. They did take the tram back up however. Which was just as enjoyable for her as the physical exercise had been.She wasn t sure what to expect once they d arrived back to the States, more specifically when they d arrived back home. The Jericho Exhibit was still a couple of days off. Would he retreat back into his solitude?Sometimes he did and she couldn t fault him. Would he resort back to heavily drinking? She hoped not but as she d told him, he was a grown man that could and did do anything he wanted to, whenever he wanted to.She was pleasantly surprised when he didn t really do as heavy drinking as he had been. She still took care of everything that needed doing and everything he would throw at her. She still made sure he had a healthy, home cooked breakfast, lunch and dinner unless he requested otherwise.She prepared their luggage for the Afghanistan trip. Made sure he had everything he would need otherwise as well and for the most part, did her job, that she was honestly grateful to still have after the episode in the limo.When she tried to tease or joke with him, she did so lightly and steered away from anything that could potentially cause another rift between them. And she always stayed close, the only time she didn t was her usual run in the early mornings and she always tried to get out and back before he was even awake.********** Jarvis, where is he? She muttered as she stalked back into the house. Everything was in the car.....except him. Her heels clicking softly against the floor as she made a beeline for the stairs leading down to his workshop. Miss Harlan, I wouldn t.... Yeah, yeah. I know, he doesn t want me down here but clearly you nagging him isn t working either. Please open the door, so I don t have to yell at him through it? There was a pause of silence and before Jarvis could say anything she added softly. I won t go any further than the door, I just don t want to yell at him, Jarvis. She waited silently for a long moment before she heard the lock click open. Thank you. She murmured as she pulled the door open and leaned in, as promised, staying just inside the doorway.Thankfully it didn t take long to get his attention and get him out to Happy and the waiting car. Alright, we re good? Good. Let s go. She muttered softly as she settled into her seat beside Tony. She took a second to settle in before she peered sidelong at him. Hungry? A soft smirk played at the corner of her lips. Being sober for that long was taking a toll on him. A lot of retreating into his own mind, the very last thing he'd wanted to do and thus constantly dulled it with booze. All the memories he avoided dealing with attacking him, forcing him to use actual courage and mental strength to deal with them. It wasn't going well. If the right number of people cornered him and forced him into an intervention, then he might have considered therapy. But his pride just wouldn't allow that. The spite he felt for Gen also didn't motivate him to do what she was now afraid would be going a step too far in suggesting.He wasn't wearing the right shoes for a mountain excursion but he put up with it, keeping mostly silent as he accompanied Gen on her spur of the moment bucket list vacation. It would give him an excuse to cut things reasonably short and not go back out again. He was starting to dread even the Jericho exhibition now, but knew there was no way to put it off or let someone else handle it without significant consequences and thanks to sobriety, he couldn't just pretend there would be none or coast through them like nothing was happening.It hadn't been planned to go back home before returning to the East but he wasn't having the kind of fun he wanted and in his vulnerable state he would rather have had the comfort of his own familiar surroundings. A place where he could play with his toys and blast music as loud as he cared to and shut out the yawning bottomless maw in his soul roaring ceaselessly about how much he had on his shoulders and what he should be doing.He couldn't concentrate on anything. Unfinished projects lay strewn about his workshop, the only things he did see fit to do were purely mechanical and not technical, banging on something with a hammer, tightening things with a wrench, or tying things with rope or chains. He seemed to have lost his passion along with everything else. Was the creative process only possible when he got the euphoric feeling of blissful intoxication? It made sense. He never got any such satisfaction when he was younger, his father never gave him the recognition he craved for it. Once he started drinking in high school and got all the attention from others for his work, the connection seemed to be there and he never wanted that to end.He knew the demo was upcoming but he wanted to see how gingerly Gen was going to approach getting him ready. He wasn't dressed or showered when she went down to collect him. But since they were in a limo with tinted windows and getting on a private jet in an isolated part of the airport, it didn't matter. Throwing a jacket on him to cover the filthy white tank top, and the dark blue jeans that mostly couldn't have shown much grime or grease from the workshop, he was more or less presentable without any objections. There weren't going to be any paparazzi anywhere between there and Afghanistan anyway so much like with his trip with Gen to collect her things, slumming it wasn't out of the question."Thirsty." he replied to Gen as he sat back sleepily. He was already way out of his normal sleeping pattern so now he just felt tired all the time. Luckily a nap on the plane would give him time to get enough rest for the presentation since their arrival would be very close to the time it was scheduled, thanks to his deciding to go traveling beforehand instead of just staying home and leaving for Afghanistan a day early. He still resisted the urge to drink in the limo and when they got on the plane. A shower and a change of clothes would relax him and help him sleep. They'd meet Rhodey when they got there, that would cheer him up too. If he could handle himself sober during the presentation, it would probably mean he was going to be able to get over his problems on his own. If not...back to the bottle. Normally a couple of days wouldn't be enough to convince him that sobriety wasn't the solution but he was feeling desperate to get his problems off his mind. Maybe business would help kick his concentration into the forefront. She handled him gingerly enough but she was sure that he was well enough aware that if she had to get a little tougher, she would, without hesitation. A quiet, concerned look fell his way. Perhaps a questioning raised brow where his appearance was concerned but she said nothing. She too, knew they weren t going to be in front of cameras or in the presence of anyone of importance until they were in Afghanistan.The smell of grease and grime, even the lack of a shower didn t seem to bother her. The slumming it look hardly bothered her. In truth, the sheer humanity he exuded, the....vulnerability, seemed to set her somewhat at ease. Though she was also well aware of the silent struggle he was battling. She hadn t pushed and she d been careful not to. While they d been back home, rather than hiding away in her room, she stayed present and available. She d for once forgone her usual run outside but rather she d settled in and played games on her tablet. Read. Used the gym in the house. Made food. The only time she had disappeared was when she herself had gone to shower or gone to bed, otherwise, if he found himself wanting to be in her presence, whether silently or screaming and yelling at her or just talking, she d been available but she never pressed the issue either and otherwise left him alone until she d had to force him out of his work room just moments ago.When he replied that he was thirsty rather than hungry, she nodded softly. She heard the inflection or thought she did anyway. She reached across the small space between them, a chilled bottle of water held out to him. A quiet and tender smile curling her lips. Encouraging. And was that a small hint of pride in the gaze she leveled on him?On the plane, she made her way toward the back in silence while he settled a moment to eat the food she d ordered, regardless of the fact that he hadn t specifically asked. The man still had to eat. She went about prepping a towel and rag for a shower and a change of clothes set out on the edge of the bed for when he was done before joining him to eat her own meal.When he was done, she gently suggested a shower and a nap, relieved that he was agreeable at least. When he disappeared to the back, she kicked her shoes off and finished her meal before stretching out on the couch and dozing for the remainder of the flight. Tony was starting to realize his thought process was not as active as it had been. Suppressing the seriousness of his issues and not giving himself license to dream ridiculously big had emptied him of the creative projects he normally came up with by the dozen, even if they didn't go anywhere most of the time. Even at a 10 success rate of his brainchildren being engineered, Tony could single handedly create any number of independent companies from Stark Industries if he decided to divest from the business his father started. Without his usual inspiration from getting drunk and or high and having nobody with the guts to say 'no' to him, Gen had inadvertently brought him to a point where he didn't know whether he could legitimately continue heading the company in the capacity he had before.He focused on the Jericho exhibition. What else did he have right now? Something he could be proud of and that nobody else on the planet could even hope to duplicate. Gen would still find something to criticize, no doubt. 'Merchant of Death' and all that. If it weren't for how unstable the Middle East was he might have agreed. He had to convince himself it was for the greater good, and luckily enough people agreed with him for the most part. But if this was as succesful as projected, he would never have to create another weapon again. Nothing on Earth could possibly threaten them with that kind of artillery. A brief thought from his father about things from outside the Earth threatening them flashed through his head but he didn't believe any of those stories about Captain America and the Tesseract.He minimized his interaction with Gen, mainly to keep from being tempted to replace her for his own sake. It was like the worst kind of nanny and he'd inflicted it upon himself. He couldn't get away with any of his normal behavior with her around. Rhodey finally being there with them helped some, but he was also surprised at Tony's sobriety and impressed at Gen's effect on Tony. But he also knew better than to condone the changes or it would likely upset Tony on a level like when he had stormed out of the limo. Happy stayed out of it as well, though he and Rhodey clearly liked the change and exchanged looks that conveyed it non verbally.The landing in the military controlled zone had the mercy of putting Tony in his element, surrounded by people who worshiped him and had no judgments about his negative aspects, nor any knowledge of his new changes. Rhodey could also ensure nothing that might trigger Tony in his vulnerable state would happen, and the demonstration commenced shortly thereafter, with Tony's slight impatience forcing it to happen ahead of schedule but with no complaints. Stone cold sober, Tony decided to entertain himself by being more theatrical. He gave the spiel about how his father touted that the best weapon was one that need only be fired once. Raising his arms like a Christ figure as the Jericho blast unleashed a torrent of rubble like a raging sandstorm behind him, he offered to have Gen nag the surviving terrorists into submission. The soldiers, conspicuously lacking any female presence, laughed, but Rhodey and Happy didn't follow suit, knowing why Tony was doing it and not wanting to encourage it.Once the choice to ride in the 'Funvee' rather than the 'Humdrumvee' that separated Tony from the rest of his familiar trio had been made, Tony believed he was going to be able to make some new friends that would coddle his impulsive side, but before they started moving, Gen hopped into it. Apparently the boys thought it wasn't good to leave Tony unsupervised in this unfamiliar condition he found himself in, especially in a foreign environment. He made her ride shotgun so he could splay himself out in the back all he wanted. The radio was playing heavy metal as loudly as he could get away with. He wanted a drink so badly he could have stopped the Hummer and sucked the gasoline out but he just gritted his teeth and tapped his leg restlessly. A loud echo some distance away caught his attention. "Are we doing some exercises out there that I didn't know about?" Tony asked the driver, before something unexpected happened. Gen would clarify to Rhodey that while initially her tirade she d laid on Tony had initiated the change, that it was Tony himself that had continued to stay dry. That she hadn t bothered him about it any further. Essentially, it was his own doing, he was fighting it, she was merely silently supporting it. And that she was proud of him for doing so.His snarky comment about her nagging the surviving terrorists earned him a smirk and a mouthed funny but little other concern was given to the dig, for now.She obliged the other men when they asked her to keep an eye on Stark. She would have preferred to stay with them of course but they weren t here boss either. She rather enjoyed Happy s company as always but she was rather fond of Rhodey as well upon meeting him.Stripping her business jacket as she climbed up and into the Humvee s front seat, she offered the driver a smile before turning to cast a glance into the back at Tony. She bit her tongue and turned forward. Her eyes darting out over the terrain before them. Small talk even with the driver was nearly impossible with the music as it blasted through the vehicle but she was fine with communication at a minimum anyways.The driver remained silent a minute after Tony asked his question, turning the radio down a little, so that he could listen as well.Gen turned in her seat,drawing a knee up into the seat, her skirt shifting as she moved. An arm draped over the back of her seat and she cast another glance at her boss. A smirk danced across her lips and he probably knew what was coming. Should I nag him to make him surrender any informat..... The rest fell dead on her lips as the humvee rocked hard enough it threatened to flip. The explosion caused her to tumble forward and against the driver before the second tossed her backwards like a rag doll.Amidst the commotion, a pained yelp escaped her as her head cracked an angry sound against the passenger side door. The smoke, yelling, the sound of gunfire swirled in her head. Tony.... His name managed to squeak past her lips. She didn t hear him or if she did, it was in the midst of everything else and lost as darkness consumed her.A voice, seemingly in the distance seemed to stir her. Her head tilted toward the direction she thought it might be coming from, a soft groan escaping as even with her eyes closed, everything seemed to spin. A hand rose, pressing against the tender back of her head, feeling cloth covering the curls of her hair.Her eyes fluttered open, greeted by...darkness. Not quite as dark as before but dark and rough and spinning slightly. With a groan she managed to sit up, her hand pressing against the cold, rough stone beneath her that she laid on. Unsteadily sitting up, she tried to focus long enough to try to get her bearings, wondering where exactly she was.

['Stark']

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In Hushed Whispers (1×1 with Jikkah)

"Let me go! Get your hands off me!!" Akihime struggled hard as the templars dragged her from her room in the tower down to a room she immediately knew meant her doom. Fire spread over her hands quickly to try and aid her escape but that only allowed one of the templars to smash his armored fist into her head, knocking her dizzy and making it easier for them to drag her in amd strap her down to a chair. "Please...please don't...I don't want to be tranquil...!" "Perhaps you should have thought of that before you decided to be a defiant little thing." Her father stated from the other side of the room. Her eyes widened before they began pouring tears. "I didn't do anything to deserve tranquility!" She argued. "We have evidence of blood magic, child. I am very disappointed." "I have never used blood magic! Father, please! Please don't do this!!" She sobbed. "Forgive me, Akihime, but it's for your own good." "No!! No, father, don't!!"Akihime opened her eyes slowly, still sitting in the chair she had perched on what only felt like a few moments. Her eyes were as blank as her expression and she almost looked like she had spaced out, or had just become a statue. A branding of a chantry sun peeked from under her bangs, showing her cursed status as a mage. A fate worse than death as spoken by most."Akihime!" Her head lifted at the sound of her name and she stood like an old ancient golem before going to find who summoned her. It was her templar guardian, and ironically her brother, Mitsunari, who stood with a face she didn't recognize. A new templar?"Yes, serah?" Even her voice sounded as dead as she looked. Mitsunari gestured to the boy beside him."This is Yukimura. He will be watching over you now." He told her. She stood quiet for a moment, as if to process."Why?" She asked. Mitsunari made a noise."I'm far to busy with the Order to continue dealing with you. So he will." He told her.She had been stuch in the dark for so long, she had forgotten what the sun looked like. Everything hurt. Her bones, her joints, her skin, everything. She was hungry, she was dehydrated, and she felt like she was on fire and freezing at the same time. When was the last time she had lyrium? She didn't remember, couldn't remember. Sje just knew it was a very long time. The young man stood stiffly beside Mitsunari, looking quite nervous. Her brought his armored fist to his chest and nodded his head, bumbling over his greeting. N It s a pleasure to meet you..! It was rather clear he was green, but he had to be capable if he was placed within a Circle.Megohime groaned with pain, throat burning to be soothed by the cool Lyrium her body so desperately craved. She trembled, keeping herself tucked into the corner of the room, the weight on her back making moving a rather difficult task. She could feel the pulsing power in her back, the large crystals that were growing larger and larger by the day radiating with pure Lyrium. Large dark circles had formed permanently under her red eyes, bloodshot and tired long raven hair falling down to her hips. Why was she being punished again? She couldn t even remember why, or how long she had been there. She bowed her head politely, but it looked stiff."She won't be too much for you to deal with but she likes to wander if she isn't doing anything." Mitsunari told Yukimura.She heard the door open and footsteps make their way steadily towards her."How is my little lyrium mine today, hm?" Alessio asked, stopping in front of her cell. The new recruit nodded firmly, looking like he was just packed to the brim with energy. I ll ensure to keep her busy! He said, saluting to Mitsunari, armor clunking as he did so. He looked young, not quite yet like a man, but he wasn t scrawny. Wild brown hair tied into a single long ponytail down his back, with lively brown eyes to match his personality.Megohime flinched at the noises, looking to the cell door with haggard eyes, unable to move from the weight on her back in her weakened state. Please... I need more... more Lyrium... She begged in a whisper. Large Lyrium crystals sprouted from her back, leaving her immobile from letting them grow out of control, growth accelerated from weeks of over intake of Lyrium potions. The majority of the crystals grew on her back, but small clusters dotted her face under her eyes too. Mitsunari saluted back and looked back at Akihime but she was already walking away. He exhaled and forrowed his brow."Akihime." He called firmly and she turned back."Yes, serah?" She asked."You were not dismissed." He said. She turned back around and walked back."Apologies, serah." She said.He looked her over and made a noise, "Yes, you may need a small amount of it, don't you?" Yukimura wasn t sure what he was going to do to keep the Tranquil busy, he wasn t a mage, and he was mainly supposed to keep watch of the mages and assure they stayed safe.Megohime could feel her body ache at the mere thought of Lyrium, almost salivating. "If you give her a task, she'll do it. I make her clean things until she has to retire, but she's your responsibility now." Mitsunari said, "If you have nothing to give her, just be sure to check on her. She doesn't stray far." Mitsunari told him.He held out a small glowing blue bottle and gave it a gentle shake, "What do you say?" O Of course, sir! He nodded, bowing his head slightly and looking to Akihime. Tran...quil Akihime... dono.. Nothing felt right in means of addressing her, calling her just tranquil felt rude, and using only her name felt too personal.Megohime reached for the bottle, her eyes glazed over at the sight of the treasured potion, mouth hanging open with desire. Mitsunari left him be with the dead eyed mage, who stared at Yukimura as she waited for orders."Is something wrong?" She asked, "You appear tense.""Well ? Aren't you going to take it ?" He asked mockingly, "It's right here, Megohime." I well, um... He looked uncomfortable giving someone else orders. What duties don t you preform on your usual routine? He asked, unsure if he was really the right fit to be watching over a tranquil.Megohime struggled to push herself up more than a hunched over kneeling position, arm shaking with effort as she reached for the potion. She was so close to touching it, but the weight of the Lyrium on her back was just too much for her body. She could reach no further, and eventually sunk back down into a hunched over position once again. Please..! She begged. She stood quietly for a moment and he almost thought she didn't actually hear him."Sometimes if my chores are completed in a timely manner, Mitsunari allows me to manage the storefront. If not, then I am permitted to enchant armors or weapons for the templars, or I can maintain the archives." She answered, "But those are rare, as the Tower takes a while to clean.""Please? It's right here for you to take, dear, you can do it. I believe in you." He was mocking her, never moving closer or farther away from her. Yukimura nodded, making room for her to pass in the hall. I can accompany you to your duties. He said.Megohime tried again, trying to get to her feet, but the weight was far too much. She stumbled back to her knees and let out a weak sob. I can t..! I can t...! She nodded and walked off to gather what she needed so she could clean. What could someone like her have done to be made tranquil? Would it be rude to ask one of the other mages?He sighed heavily in disappointment and crouched to give the vial to her."Here. Honestly, you can do better." He trailed silently behind her, surely it would be rude to pry into personal matters, regardless, he figured he should ask about her so he at least knew a bit.Megohime took the bottle and uncorked it, drinking down everything inside, relaxing a bit as the Lyrium worked through her body, making the stones on her back glow even brighter. The Lyrium only increased their growth, allowing for larger collection in a shorter period of time. She was rather meticulous with her cleaning, not once looking up unless what she was doing was done. She was rather pretty, even if she looked emotionless.He moved to admire the crystals and touched them gently, "You're about ready to be harvested, my dear."Harvested.What an ugly term. Yukimura stood out of her way against the wall, almost like he was standing at attention for his commanding officer, the only noises came from Akihime as she cleaned. He couldn t help but steal glances at Akihime at the mark on her forehead. It was mostly hidden by her hair, but as she worked he was able to see a bit more of it. How long had she been made tranquil? He silently scolded himself for staring, it was rude and she was still a lady. His face flushed and he forced his gaze down.Megohime opened her mouth to protest, but found her tongue numb was it the potion? She looked to him and made a noise of unease, her vision blurring. No.. Was all she was really able to make out, her speech slurred. Had there been more than Lyrium in the bottle? She wandered around completing her tasks, helping the other tranquil with their cleaning as well. She was so kind, looking out for the other mages. Or maybe that's just what she had always been told to do? He hadn't really interracted with circle mages before.He ignored her and helped her lay down before he moved out to get what he needed to harvest the crystals growing on her back. Yukimura kept an eye on her as she worked, listening to passing conversations to help pass the time a little easier.Megohime couldn t do much other than to lay on the floor, muttering her protest to the empty room. She knew he d return with his own personal Templar s, bastards they were, helped to keep her contained. "I still feel so awful for Akihime..." One mage muttered as they watched Akihime work, "Can you believe her own father did that to her...?""It isn't her fault her magic is too much for her. If she could consciously control it, she wouldn't be stuck like that.""He was just afraid she would kill him for trapping her here. She could be a magistrate if she were still in Tevinter."He came back with his tools and his templars grabned Megohime to hoist her up and hold her in her special chair, keeping her restrained as Alessio went to work. Yukimura took notice of the mages whispering, glancing at them for a moment before looking forward again. He didn t want them to notice, but he couldn t help listening. So she had been made tranquil because she couldn t control her magic?Megohime hated the stupid iron chair she was slumped in, hated feeling the tap tap tap of Alessio s chisel as he broke the Lyrium from her back Akihime was focused on her cleaning so she wasn't really listening to them whisper."She's so dead now...it's like shutting her away from the Fade shut her mind off as a whole...""Poor girl..."He was rather rough chiseling the crystals from her back. He liked taking off large chunks, letting them overgrow uncomfortably so he could have large amounts of unrefined lyrium. It was so unpleasant. Yukimura only frowned more so the person she was now wasn t even herself? He knew that tranquils always changed as people when they went through the ceremony, and he always felt bad for them, but meeting them for the first time in person was different it was saddening.Megohime only groaned and flinched every now and again, baring large specimens for her master as she always did. Of course her body creating such high quality Lyrium came with consequences to Megohime, addiction to Lyrium potion being the most serious. The more Lyrium she consumed, the larger and finer the crystals were, so it was no surprise that Alessio force fed her Lyrium potions at a young age until she was badly addicted. "Why do you make that face?" Akihime was watching him now, hand frozen in her dusting as she looked at him. "Are you in pain?"One would have mistaken her for a templar if she weren't already a mage, she consumed so much lyrium that if she were cut she would bleed the stuff. Megohime s thoughts were muddled, but she managed to focus on her desire for Lyrium a few times, muttering for more to deaf ears. Within a few blinks, she realized she was alone once more, and the weight gone from her back. She was done with for now, Alessio needing nothing more from her at that moment, having taken what he wanted from her. One of the servants came in to bring her meal to her, always the same crap Alessio had picked out for her. It was almost like pig slop. Megohime only glanced at the food, the same unappetizing food as always, and as always she didn t want to eat it. She felt tears sting at her eyes, but nothing fell, perhaps she had dried up most of her tears? She stayed slumped in the uncomfortable chair, even though the restraints had been undone, completely and utterly miserable. "Please eat, Megohime.." She pleaded gently, "You never eat.." Megohime only turned her head away, tired eyes staring at the wall. I don t want food... Just bring me Lyrium.. She muttered, her tone dead and hopeless. "I cannot..." She frowned, "You know what he'll do to me if I did..." What does it matter..? He s just going to dump your body like he will mine once he s done with it. She said bitterly. Megohime didn t have much of a life, spending the entirety of her teenage years in a cell, her childhood memories nothing more than wisps from overuse of Lyrium. Alessio using her for his experiments was all she truly remembered, all the pain he had inflicted upon her. Just leave me.. "I won't...I want you to be free...you deserve it far more than I ever will...my only chance at freedom is death.." She said. Why would you care, we re all the same.. She muttered, the heavy hallow feeling in her chest ever present. We re all going to die in here. "Not you." She said and moved to help Megohime out of her horrid chair, "Come on, you're getting your freedom.." Megohime managed out of her chair with the help of the servant, picking up her head with a groan. What are you doing..? She asked, watching them with tired eyes. "I'm getting you out of here.." She replied and helped Megohime out of her cell and out of the dark horrible dungeon she was kept in. Megohime didn t argue, but she didn t see any reason for the servant to help her either. Her feet hurt as she walked, holding onto the servant for support, as the drugs hadn t completely worn off yet. Where will you take me..? She asked, looking up at the woman. "I will take you as close to town as I can..." She replied softly, "I will do my best to help you.." Megohime was quiet for a while, following her down the dark hallways under Alessio s home, finally speaking after what seemed like hours. Thank you. She said softly. "Please, no need to thank me. Just live your life how you want to from now on." She said with a sad smile. Live her life? Did she even know how to? She had been a prisoner for the last decade, with nothing outside of being farmed for Lyrium. She had no words for the servant, only turning to look at the ground as they walked. When they left the grounds, the sound of angry mabari echoed through the area and the elf girl gasped, "Q Quick, we must go!" Megohime followed the best she could, running with the aid of the elf, but it was clear she rarely got out. She quickly ran out of breath, huffing and stumbling through the trees surrounding the estate, the heavy wool coat that kept her warm catching at the low branches. Th They re going to catch us...! She barely gasped out. The elf tugged the coat free and looked back at the sound of angry dogs before looking to Megohime. "Go." She said, voice tight and strained. Megohime stared at the elf, mouth hanging open slightly. And you..? She asked, knowing what the dogs would do once they caught her. She smiled a heartbreaking smile, "I will be free, though not as you will. Now,go." Megohime felt the weight in her chest grow heavier, but she didn t argue, running as the elf had instructed her to, going as fast as her legs could carry her. The sounds of the dogs grew farther and farther away until she couldn't hear them over her own hard breathing and pounding heart. Megohime ran for what felt like hours, stopping only when she felt her lungs would burst, and her feet were bleeding. The clouds had gathered overhead at that point, and the underbrush having only grown thicker. How far away from town was she? What would happen to her once she got into town? Would they shun her? Lock her up?Send her back? She didn't know. She would walk for days, scraping her knees and stepping on thorns dozens of times. She limped through pouring rain and under blazing sun.It had been raining for days, and Megohime hadn t eaten in days, soaked to the bone and horribly lost. She was freezing cold, trying to hide under the cover of a large bush, shaking as she held her heavy cloak around her. After walking for such a long time, she found a camp out here in the woods. Maybe not the camp just yet but she could definitely see the fire that had been built. Megohime had a horribly fever, barely able to stay up on her feet, but the two tents in the clearing looked so inviting. From what she could tell, only one was currently occupied, the other lit inside, but empty. She moved slowly to the tent, peering inside before quickly slipping inside. Her stomach rumbled and her body ached for Lyrium. Quickly digging through the bag in the corner, she found what she wanted the most a bottle of Lyrium. She didn't realize she was sucking it down until the bottle had suctioned to her lips. It made her aching body feel so much better and there was so much. Relief washed over her as she downed the entire bottle, then another, hands shaking as she took bottle after bottle from the bag, grateful she had found Lyrium after so long. "Hey!" A rough hand grabbed her by the hair and tugged her hard out of the tent. It was a templar had Alessio found her already? She dropped the third bottle, letting out a cry of surprise as she was dragged from the tent and into the clearing. Let go..! She demanded. "Disgusting abomination!""What's going on, Kojurou?" The other tent opened to reveal a young man, maybe only a little older than she was. Megohime s eyes were wide, the rain already soaking her hair again, heart pounding in her chest. She tore free of Kojurou s leaving a clump of hair in his hand as she scrambled to get away, determined to not go back to Alessio. No, she d never let the Templar s take her back to that hell. "Hey, wait! Hang on!" Masamune followed after her, "Come back!" His words fell on deaf ears, Megohime was too afraid to stop and chat, running hard again through the dense undergrowth, her raw feet being torn even more to shreds, breathing heavily as she burst out of the tree line and into a clearing near a river she couldn t see it, but she could hear the quick moving water. "Hang on! Wait! There's a river there!" Masamune called, trying to hurry after her. But Kojurou was much faster, despite being in such heavy templar armor. He skirted around Masamune and rushed up on Megohime, unsheathing his sword quickly. Megohime heard the sword be pulled from its sheath and panicked, rushing forward in a sprint again, but quickly fell. The cold of the water shocked her, making her skin hurt and her limbs go numb, the strong current quickly dragging her down by her cloak. "Andraste, Kojurou!!" Masamune shoved passed Kojurou and rushed into the icy water to save this weird dirty girl. Two steps into the water, and it was already knee high. He could see a dark shape beneath the water, yet he didn t see or hear her resurface. The torch he carried shone little light out onto the inky water, but he could still manage to see some. He was already shivering from the icy water but he pushed onward, trying to grab whatever part of her he could get. There, just a few feet away he could see the fabric of her cloak billow you from beneath the water. The water was so cold, cold and strong, pushing her around like a leaf. She had tried to swim back up, but she had never swam before, and she was only flailing her arms and legs. She tried to put her feet against the bottom, but found nothing, lungs aching for air. Masamune reached with both hands and grabbed her cloak, pulling with all his might and back peddling out of the water to get her out. The fabric was heavy, but soon the weight lightened and the woman who was trying to run from them was on shore, choking and gagging on water. "Andraste, woman, don't just run off like that! You could have died!" Masamune scolded. Megohime was too busy hacking up river water to give him a response, then she saw Kojurou again. Not going back..! She wheezed. "Going back?" Masamune looked confused, "Go back where?" She felt strange, limbs heavy and jaw not working like she wanted it to. Won t go.. She mumbled out, then her vision went black. Megohime fell forward, eyes rolling back into her head, lips blue from the cold, shivering from her soaked clothes. "Whoa!" Masamune caught her and made a noise before hauling her back."She's an abomination.""Blow it out your ass, Kojurou." Masamune hissed. Her clothes were sopping wet, torn and filthy, but it was clear they were fine garments. The dress she wore had no back, and he could feel that there was something rough on her back. In the lantern light in his tent, he could see sparkles adorning her cheeks below her eyes, small gems. Were they aquamarines? No, they looked like they were protruding from her skin. Her flesh was feverish to the touch, even with having been just pulled from the frigid river water. He was embarrassed but he had to get her wet clothes off. He took her large cloak off first, trying to wring it out as best as he could but it was so heavy. The woman s face was scrunched slightly, unconscious still, and flushed with fever. Kojurou has said she was an abomination, but she didn t quite seem like one. Her appearance was normal except for the crystals, and she had been speaking coherently before fainting who was she? He hung up her cloak and nervously worked on her clothes, trying not to look. As he peeled her out of her wet clothes, he saw a faint glow emanating from her, lines covering her arms and legs. "What the...?" He looked at the glowing lines curiously, recognizing the glow as lyrium. They ran down her shoulders to the backs of her hands he noticed them on her chest too, peeking out from under the blanket covering her. He blushed heavily and moved to get Kojurou, who reluctantly came in to investigate. She was still unconscious when the two men came back, shivering a bit even under the heavy blanket. Her inky hair was a mess of tangles, but it was kept mostly out of the way, showing the crystals growing on her face and the tattoos covering her. "She's being used as a lyrium mine. Whoever housed her before only to get raw lyrium out of her." Kojurou explained. Masamune looked disgusted."Maker, how awful.." It made sense now, why she ran when she saw Kojurou, why she said she wouldn t go back. Had she belonged to a Circle? And the Lyrium was for mining, but what of the marks all across her body? "Is she a circle mage? Do you know?" Masamune asked. Kojurou shook his head."She doesn't belong to the circle. An apostate and an abomination.""Stop calling her that." Masamune huffed defensively, "She didn't ask to be made into a crystal mine." Willingly or not, she was not normal perhaps the reason she was found guzzling Kojurou s Lyrium potions like she would die if she hadn t. Was she addicted to it? It wasn t entirely unlikely if she was an apostate, and one on the run at that but where did she come from, and who would be coming after her? "I'm gonna keep her around...get her help." Masamune said."The only way you could help her is if you killed her." Kojurou told him. Masamune started swatting at him."Enough of that!" He growled. Would she want his help? She hardly listened to him when he called out to her before, but she looked so terrified, perhaps if the circumstances were a bit calmer?In the light he could see she looked about his age, with pale skin and bags under her eyes he could only assume was a result of her being a living Lyrium farm, and long raven colored hair. She was pretty, despite how sick she looked. He blushed softly and cleared his throat, "Let's leave her to rest.." He said, making sure she was sufficiently bundled up. When the rain stopped in the early morning, Megohime was still where she was left, still sleeping in Masamune s tent. Her clothes were dry, and she was warm, but she was still with fever. Masamune had dug through all Kojurou's books to see if there was anything herbal he could make for her, but all they had was the tea the templar swore by. There was no choice, they just didn t have the right supplies on them to treat a fever, they would have to continue onward for home and treat her there. "Dammit..." He muttered before going to yell for Kojurou to pack everything up to take her back. Megohime opened her eyes, feeling ill, but not as worse as before... Before? She sat up quickly heart starting to race once more. She remembered the men, falling into a river, then nothing, where was she, what happened? She was in a room she didn't recognize, not tied down and in a dry clean linen dress. Where was she? This wasn't Alessio's home. Her head still felt stuffy and hot, vision blurred as she looked around. What had happened with those men? Did they take her somewhere? Had they turned her in? Her throat burned for Lyrium, and it forced her from her bed. Slowly she slid out of bed, wobbling before she stabilized herself with the bed, making her way toward the door in search of Lyrium. This was definitely not Alessio's home. Where was she? Did they take her totheir home? Who does that? Why did they do that? Megohime moved to the door, trying the door handle, expecting it to be locked, but she found it unlocked. Opening the door she glanced out into the hallway, already cold from being out of bed. It was quiet where she was but she could faintly heard the hustle of distant workings and talkings. She had to go before Alessio came to collect her, surely those two men had already alerted him of where she was. She hurried silently down the hall, finding Lyrium would have to come later, she had to escape now. "Hey!" It was that boy again, "Hang on, where are you going?" Oh no. Did he already call Alessio? He could see her eyes widen with that same fear before she broke into a sprint down the hall, breathing heavily already with strain. "No, wait, please don't run again!" Masamune called and hurried after her, "I just wanna help!" Megohime felt like the room was swaying, not even noticing she had started to slow down. Get away from me..! "I'm not going to hurt you, I just wanna help...!" He said, catching up rather quickly, "You're still recovering from almost drowning..!" Megohime felt a hand wrap around her wrist a moment before she stumbled and fell to her knees. He said the same words, and now you re going to send me back to him.. "To who?" His hand wasn't firm or tight around her wrist, just enough to keep her upright and from running anymore, "Honest, I just wanna help.." She looked back at him, eyes as pretty as garnets, tears dripping down her cheeks. Please don t make me go back to him.. She didn t struggle, didn t try to yank her hand away, begging for his mercy on her knees. I ll do anything... anything to keep from going back..! She whispered. "I'm not sending you back anywhere." He told her, "You're safe here, I just want to help you.." His words seemed to finally get through to her, shoulders sagging as she turned her head back to look at the floor. Help me how? She whispered. The elf servant had tried to help her too, and look where that got her. "Well, for one, I wanna figure out how to get these crystals to stop growing. And two, give you a safe place to stay. One where you don't have to live in fear.." He told her. A soft frown tugged at her lips. But what would you want in return? Nothing s given for free. She muttered, remembering the words Alessio had told her many years ago. "Ah, uh...well, I mean, you're pretty cute...we could have dinner together.." He said, blushing softly. Her face flushed and she looked at him pointedly. Wh What..? Was he asking her on a date? She barely knew him, and they had only known each other for but a few minutes. "I In, uh, in my dining hall! We can have dinner together in the dining hall as friends or just host and guest!" He blabbed bashfully. Megohime rested her head in her hands, rubbing her temples, head pounding. I just need Lyrium, I don t need to eat.. She muttered. He blinked, "Just lyrium? No food or water? You're still rather human though.." Megohime s stomach ached at the thought of food, but her desire for Lyrium was greater. Maybe some food, but the Lyrium first. She said tiredly. "I can get you a little but...we're probably gonna have to start weening you off it.." He told her. No! She turned to face him. I need it, you can t just take it away from me. He could see it now, that horrible hold Lyrium had on mages and Templar s, she was deep under it. He frowned heavily, "We can't figure out how to get rid of those crystals if you're on lyrium.." I ll die if I don t drink Lyrium.. She said firmly, expression growing more solemn. I don t feel well.. "Uh..." Masamune looked confused, "I hate to break it to you, but...that's not how lyrium works..." She looked at him with distrust and confusion clear on her face. It s true. Why would I lie? She said pointedly. "I'm not calling you a liar." He said quickly, not wanting her mad, "I'm just saying from a more exclusive look on how templars do things. They consume lyrium, too...Kojurou has gone days sometimes without it and he's very much alive.." She hated Templars, hated the ones Alessio had especially over all others. Yeah, well Templars are bastards, all of them.. She didn t look well, perhaps it was too early for her to be out of bed? He frowned and helped her to her feet, "Let's get you back to bed, yeah? I'll have some food brought in and a little lyrium but we really should start getting you off it so we can remove those crystals you're growing.." Megohime stood with his help, keeping her gaze down, a bitter frown on her face. I don t think they can be removed. She muttered, holding onto Masamune s arm to stay steady. "If they can be grown, they can be weeded out." He told her with a smile, "When there's a will, there's a way!" She dared a glanced up at him, but it was short lived. I guess having more experiments done can t hurt me anymore than I am.. "A Ah..." He faultered, "N No, that isn't what I meant...we're mainly going to do research, see if anything like this has happened before. We won't experiment on you.." She looked doubtful, but gave a nod. Alright.. I ll trust you, just don t leave me alone with that Templar... I don t trust him. "You have my word!" He said, "I'm Masamune, by the way! Not sure if I told you that or not.." No... I m Megohime... She said as they reached her room, her body aching to lay back down. She still didn t trust this man, nor his Templar, of course he was going to experiment on her, he would give in and be just like Alessio. He helped her to bed and made a noise, "Do you want anything? I have a ton of books you could read?" He offered. She crawled into bed like she was sore all over, rubbing her temples. Just some Lyrium.. my body aches.. She muttered. She was tired, her body ached, and she was covered in cuts and scratches from running through the forest for weeks. And.. maybe whatever food you have ready... I ll take stale bread if you have it.. She said tiredly as she laid down in bed. Stale bread? This poor girl. He would have to get a little bit of lyrium from Kojurou, even though the templar would most likely hate it. He left quietly and hurried off to tell the cooks to make something fancy for Megohime while he went to steal a small vial of lyrium. Megohime had horrible dreams, even with the bit of Lyrium Masamune had given her, she dreamt of awful things. Unending darkness, chains, sharp teeth bigger than swords, deep red eyes. She was always a restless sleeper, but this time she woke with a start, the feeling of eyes following her out of her dream. Kojurou was at the other end of the room just watching her quietly, a hard set scowl on his face. Megohime felt her heart jump into her throat at the sight of him, gripping the blankets. What... what are you doing in here..? "Just making sure you aren't up to anything suspicious, abomination. My lord may be a bleeding heart but I'm wise to your kind." He stated. The word stung,abomination, it wasn t what she was. I m no abomination,Templar. She scowled softly, staying where she was in bed, not well enough yet to be out and about. "You grow raw lyrium on your body and you claim to be anything but a monster?" He nearly spat his disgust. She hated his words, every one of them was the truth she was a monster. She wanted Lyrium badly. I don t know what you think you re going to find while I m asleep, but please, tell me if the crimes I ve committed? "You exist. You attempt to leech off mt lord's good will. I've seen mages like you, who succumb to the allure of power or knowledge. They are better to the world dead." He stated. I sought nothing out. Iknowlittle. You presume quite a lot. She said, forcing herself from the warmth of the bed. Where is Masamune? I wish to speak with him. The truth of it was, yes Megohime was a mage, but she didn t know a single spell. Alessio hadn t taught her anything of magic. "Busy with his duties as a noble. He won't be available for a while." He answered dryly. Megohime scowled more and turned away from Kojurou, clenching her fists, what was she to do now? She relied on Masamune for nearly everything, and if he was gone, that meant she d have to ask Kojurou for help. I need Lyrium. She muttered through her shame. "Over my dead body." He stated, "I was told to keep the lyrium away from you." She could feel the familiar ache in the back of her skull starting, growing steadily with her irritation. I don t care, I need Lyrium, why don t you just be a good little Templar and do what you re told..? Why was this so hard? She just needed Lyrium, why was this one Templar making it so hard on her? She hated Templar s, they were rough and rude, doing whatever they wanted. "Because the lyrium is mine and I wastoldnot to give youany." He stated firmly. Megohime wasn t happy with the answer Kojurou gave her, but had little other choice. What am I to do until Masamune comes back? "Die." He stated and moved to leave her room, like he had been near her long enough. Megohime flinched when he passed her, her bravado faltering and her gaze dropping, listening to the door shut behind her. She felt alone once more, trapped with no where she belonged, at least this time she had a window to look out of. She would be in there for a while before there was a knock on her door, "Mego? Are you doing ok in there? Sorry I kinda left, some stuff came up! Can I come in?" Masamune called through the door. Megohime perked when Masamune called to her, moving away from the window. You can come in.. She called back. He opened the door and shut it behind him, "Hey! How are you feeling? Y' need anything?" He asked. Megohime shook her head, even though she wanted to say yes. No, thank you, you ve done more than enough.. She craved Lyrium, every second her body ached for it, but she was ashamed to say so. "If you're sure? You're not hungry or anything?" He asked, "I can get you whatever you want.." No.. She shook her. Maybe Lyrium for my back... It hurts.. Megohime said softly. "Uh..." He thought for a moment, "I can sneak you a little but we gotta try and ween you off so we can stop those crystals from growing." She felt guilt immediately for asking, her face flushing with shame. Forget I asked... It s fine.. "No, no, it's cool! I just want to help return you to normal and I don't think drinking lyrium still will help with that, you know?" He told her quickly. The crystals don t go away, they never have, even if you pull them out. Megohime scowled, face looking weary. What are you going to do differently than Alessio to try and rid of them? "Well...stop the lyrium consumption for one..." He said, "See if that has any effect on the crystals...we won't know unless we try..." This made her look uneasy, but she nodded hesitantly. Alright... I trust you know what you re doing..? She asked him. "I've been reading as much as I can but I'm not a mage so I'm not really one hundred percent...do you know anything?" He asked, "Any information would benefit us, mainly you.." An almost quizzical look came over her face, and she shook her head. No, Alessio never taught me formal magic, and I ve never tried anything on my own. She admitted. The only thing close to magic I know how to do is to consume Lyrium to accelerate the growth of the crystals on my back. He blinked before grinning, "Well! I guess I'll have to find you a teacher!" He said brightly. Megohime felt flustered at his grin, all toothy and full of defiant attitude. I I guess that s fine if you think so.. She muttered bashfully. Why did she find herself so trusting of Masamune? He had welcomed her into his home and nursed her back to health, all with the claims he ll help her, but why? "Great! I'll search around for a good mentor and we'll get you started on some real studies! In the mean time, I'll figure out how to keep you from needing lyrium so much. I'll go steal a little from Kojurou, ok?" He told her. She nodded, knowing the Templar would be far from happy, but she needed some, just about anything would help at that point. "Ok, I'll be right back!" He smiled wide and hurried out quickly. What an odd young man, so willing to help. Megohime moved back to the window while she waited, rubbing her aching shoulder while she gazed out over the breathtaking landscape outside the manor mountains dotted by the greens of wild grasses and trees, the land around them littered with wildflowers and a large pond shaded by trees. Her chest ached, when was the last time she had been allowed outside to enjoy a sunny day? It was a little bit but Masamune came back with a small bottle of lyrium to help with her pains. And in the days to come, he had found her a tutor who was more than willing to say nothing about her crystals and teach her about magic. Kojurou was less than thrilled. Yukimura was finding Circle life rather dark quite literally most parts of the Tower didn t have windows, and with only torchlight to illuminate the way, the shadows were even more ominous. He hadn't really seen Akihime for most of that day and it became worrying what if she had wandered too far and had gotten hurt?Kojurou had to go back to the circle to make sure things were on the up and up though living outside of the circle was nice, he still had to report for duty when he was called. Their usual spot of meeting up was empty, Akihime no where in sight, and only the soft distant chatter from down the hall to show he wasn t the only one within the tower. Where had she gone off to?The circle tower Kojurou was enlisted to wasn t all that far from Masamune s home, off of his land and across a river it was hidden in the woods and surrounded by many smaller rivers. As he walked through, he heard voices coming from a side room one of which he recognized right away as Akihime's."This is rather unfitting of a templar...I am not very willing to comply.""Who will know? Besides, you've never stopped us before.""It isn't my place to tell you no."Kojurou sighed softly as he entered the building, looking around at the mages that looked away from him out of fear. He was a rather ruthless and angry man. Yukimura stopped outside the room, a soft frown on his face as his brows furrowed, what was Akihime doing with a different Templar? He moved closer to the door, peeking in through the crack in the door.As he made his way into the tower, he found no one would meet his gaze, even the younger Templar s couldn t look him in the eye. Ser, welcome back, I hope you ve had safe travels. It was a Sister, coming out from an adjacent hallway, giving him a short bow. She was standing there, looking neither annoyed or happy as two templars spoke rather cockily toward her. She made a noise and started to untie her robes for them. Was she stripping?!"I did." He replied, he never liked how everyone was scared of him. But he couldn't really help his nature. Yukimura s eyes widened at the sight, mouth dropping open and his body freezing up. What was this? What was he witnessing? This wasn t Akihime, what were these Templar s doing? I m glad, you must be Katakura Kojurou, I was told we were expecting your return today. Your room is the same, and the things you ve left in it remain, The woman walked beside him as he moved down the hall, keeping pace with him she had an Antivan accent, a heavy one at that. If you d like, a bath can be prepared for you, or even a meal? Akihime's eyes moved to the door and locked Yukimura's gaze, her hands freezing where they were."Hey, hey, why'd you stop?" The first growled. Akihime rose her eyes to the two in front of her before looking back at Yukimura."Sanada dono..." She muttered."Uh, no...just a bath would be fine." He said gently, "Thank you..." Yukimura felt his anger rise up in his gut, making his fists clench as he shouldered the door open, an angry scowl on his face. What are you doing!? He demanded of the two Templar. Of course, I ll have a tranquil send word for you when the bath is prepared. She said with a nod before leaving to prepare a hot bath for him. They looked back at him and smirked."Oh, it's the new kid.""Aki, you didn't tell him about our fun ?""We do not have fun and I do not take pleasure in you forcing yourselves on me." She replied flatly.He sighed softly and sat at his desk, rubbing his temples gently. Well, at least someone in the whole place wasn't shitting themselves in fear when he was around. Yukimura looked beyond enraged, face red from the whole situation. He moved over to Akihime quickly, taking her gently by the arm. I m reporting this to our superiors. He said firmly. Akihime dono, please cover yourself. A soft knock came at his door not too long later. Ser, your bath has been prepared for you. It was the same Antivan sister, and thinking back on it, she had to be new, as she hadn t seen her within the tower before. Akihime moved to retie her robes but the other two templars shoved Yukimura hard to the other side of the room, causing him to release Akihime and have her stumble a bit."You aren't reporting shit, small fry." He growled, "We can't have you ruining our fun with the only worth while bitch in this whole place.""Please do not hurt Sanada dono. Mitsunari would be very unhappy." Akihime said.Kojurou had been gone for a while, plus he didn't really know everyone by name and face anyway. He moved to the door ans opened it."Thank you, I appreciate it.." He said. Yukimura s scowl set deeper in his face, taking a step forward to try and move himself between Akihime and the two Templar s. This will be brought to the Knight Captain, these acts are beyond heinous and deviant! She bowed her head slightly to him. It is my honor to be able to serve fine Templar s such as yourself. The two looked to Akihime and one nudged his head."Aki, why don't you convince him to stay?""How would I accomplish that task?" Akihime asked. He smirked and the other restrained Yukimura rather easily."Why don't you give him a kiss, huh?"He blushed softly and averted his gaze. "O Oh, um...thank you.." He muttered. He hadn't really heard that from someone who wasn't his superior before. Yukimura struggled to break free from the Templar as his arms were twisted behind his back, eyes widening. What are you doing?! Unhand me! He demanded. Akihime moved toward Yukimura and grasped his shoulders gently before pressing her lips to his. Her eyes slid closed, as if she was actually enjoying herself, but it was probably so he wouldn't get weirded out by her staring at him the whole time. Yukimura s own eyes went wide, face flushing a deep red, Akihime s soft lips pressed against his own. This was wrong, he shouldn t be doing this, this shouldn t be happening at all. She pulled away and took a step back, "There.""Why not be even more kind ? You could pleasure him with your mouth ""I would rather not. I do not enjoy being forced to pleasure anyone." Akihime answered."Well, you have to listen to us or you'll just be punished the next time Mitsunari comes by.""You know he doesn't believe you when you tell him about our romps." They told her. She exhaled and looked to Yukimura."I'm very sorry, Sanada dono..." That s enough! Th This has gone too far! Release me now, and perhaps the Knight Captain will show you mercy! Yukimura s heart was pounding in his chest, trying to struggle his way out of the Templar s grip. They slapped their hands over Yukimura's mouth to keep him quiet as Akihime went to work moving the lower robes of him armor. How awful and cruel these men were, to force this mage to do things she couldn't properly consent to to ignore her when she told them no and that she disliked what they had her do or what they did to her. It made him sick and angry that men such as these were in the same ranks as him, that he called them brothers. Yukimura did his best to try and break free from his captors, while at the same time trying to stop Akihime without hurting her, but he was finding it an uphill battle. When her soft hands touched his manhood, he froze up, feeling his neck and ears flush deep. She was surprisingly gentle for someone with her lack of emotion. Maybe that's how they trained her to be no, that sounded awful, don't think like that. She's being manipulated and used because she can't defend herself against them. Yukimura couldn t look, couldn t bring himself to watch Akihime work at getting him hard, squeezing his eyes shut and turning his head away. His cock throbbed and swelled in Akihime s hands, growing hot as she fondled him, soft muffled noises coming from Yukimura was she making him feel good? She worked faster steadily, she knew what to do and it just made him feel worse. The two templars seemed to be having a good laugh about it, finding his muffled anguish and discomfort amusing. Yukimura s breathing became more ragged the longer Akihime stroked him, face showing his embarrassment. His struggles became weak jerks as he came closer to his climax. "Ooh, he's getting close ""So much for not liking it, huh ?" They teased him as Akihime's movements picked up some, as if to help him along. Yukimura couldn t stand it any longer, spilling his seed on his pants and Akihime s hand, shuddering at the pleasure she gave him. She gave a low noise and cleaned him up before redressing him and standing."There, now, you're a real man!""Congratulations, new blood!" Yukimura yanked himself free, face still flushed red, clearly very upset and flustered. You re all a disgrace to the Order! A disgrace as a man! They scowled and shoved him hard, almost knocking him over, "If you were any real man, you would have fought harder. You wouldn't let some tranquil wank you off." Yukimura felt even more shame, feeling the men were right, he should have fought harder for Akihime s sake, she must ve been suffering even more than he. If any of you were true men, you wouldn t be defiling Akihime dono! What, did he actually care for a tranquil? They scowled lightly, "Defiling implies she can tell us no." Disgusting. How dare they take advantage of her Tranquility? She couldn't say no even if she wanted to, not to Templars."Let us leave, Sanada dono. We do not need to stay any longer." Akihime said. Akihime dono, this isn t right! Yukimura was so angry, angry and ashamed. Angry this had been going on without him even noticing, and ashamed he had allowed himself to be roped into it. We need to take this to the Knight captain! Her expression didn't change but the two grabbed him and wrestled him to the ground."If you say anything to the knight captain, I promise to cut off your cock and feed it to you until you choke.""Sanada dono will not be going to the knight captain," Akihime said, "Please stop hurting him..." Yukimura tried to fight them off of him, trying elbow one of them in the face, kick them off, anything to break free. I will go to the Knight Captain! This is heinous! He felt a gauntlet slam into his head and the room spun, stars popping behind his eyes."No, please..." Akihime muttered, taking a step forward, "Don't hurt Sanada dono...""What's that? Emotion? I'm surprised, that's quite the breakthrough for a hollow bitch." One said. Akihime frowned faintly."I won't let him go to Mitsunari about this." Yukimura grunted was his head cracked on the hard stone floor, feeling warm blood wet his hair. Get off of me! He demanded, giving another hard shove back, trying to keep his thoughts clear. They punched him again, "Come on, new blood, make us get off. You're so strong, after all.""Yeah, you're a templar, aren't you?" They taunted. Yukimura ground his teeth, kicking out hard to try and push himself away from the two. Akihime dono! Please go to the Knight Captain! She nodded, unable to disobey, before turning to leave the room."Oh no you don't!" She was grabbed and pushed to the floor, "Not a single word, Akihime.""Of course, forgive me..." Leave her alone! Yukimura finally got a hand free, and swung a hard left hook, knocking the Templar off of him moving to climb on top of him, too angry to think straight anymore. He had his long hair pulled by the other templar as a sort of way to try and pull him back before he was put in a choke hold. Yukimura kicker and struggled the whole time he was being dragged off the first Templar, choking out a grunt when his airway was squeezed shut still he fought. He punched the Templar holding him the best he could in the face, but felt himself quickly fading out. "That's it." The templsr growled, "Go the fuck to sleep." Yukimura gave one last weak punch before he slumped forward, mouth gaping open and his lips turning blue. He was dropped and the templar touched the sore spots to see if there was blood from Yukimura's punches. Kirkwall was always bustling with people, locals, travelers, merchants, and most were good people with good intentions, but there were bad ones too. Pirates weren t uncommon, and though most didn t pillage and run amok, they did bring in, and smuggle out illegal contraband. Motochika was apart of the Guard, and probably one of the only ones you couldn't bribe. He stayed by the docks to ward off a lot of the pirates cuz, to be honest, he scared them. Motochika s presence kept everything in order for the most part Nana didn t scare easily, and she especially wasn t scared of Motochika. Contraband was how she made her money, and it sure was a lucrative business. She had her own ship and her own crew, and smuggling was something she could do in her sleep. She always ran into Motochika when she came through the docks, and each time he got into a brawl with her trying to arrest her. He never could make anything stick, as her ship was always gone by the time the city guard went to search it for contraband, and so every time he caught he, he always ended up having to let her go. Motochika, what a surprise, what brings you down to the docks? Nana asked as she watched her men load and unload boxes of cargo. "I work down here." He stated blandly, "What brings you back for the fifth time this week, Nana?" Business as usual, lots of people in need of supplies. She said with a slight shrug. I work down here. Nana said with a soft smirk. He scowled heavily, "Funny. Do you have a docking permit?" Nana waved her hand dismissively at him. I ve already provided the paperwork to the dock master, don t get your panties in a twist over it. Everyone knew the dock master was a greasy little weasel that could be bought and bribed by just about anyone, making her word less than reliable. There s nothing criminal going on here, guard, so why don t you continue on your patrol and go chase off the rats the cats were too lazy to catch. He crossed his arms over his chest, staying right where he was. Nana kept her eyes on her men for a moment as they worked before finally looking back at Motochika with a soft noise. If you re done lookin , I ve gotta set sail. She said and moved away from the barrels she was leaning against. "Not until I finally throw you in a cell." He said, moving to grab her arm, "You're under arrest." Arrest? Arrest for what? She scowled, trying to yank her arm away from him, not happy that he was going to delay her. "Failure to show docking papers, unauthorized loading and unloading, failure to comply with guard orders." He stated dully. I ve been granted access by the dock master, I ve given him the papers and he s signed off on them, I know my rights ya bastard, I ve got no reason to give you anything! She growled out, yanking her arm free with a hard jerk. "That didn't work the last time you tried it and it ain't gonna work now, harlot!" He snapped, twisting her arm hard. A sharp pain shot up her arm, and she ground her teeth to quiet her grunt before kicking her foot hard back into his groin. Get your grimy hands off of me! He knew she would go for his nuts she always did. He brought his leg up to stop her foot with his shin, glad he had his shin guards. Nana felt her foot connect, but it wasn t with what she wanted it to, out of options as he far outweighed and over towered her. He forced her to the ground and clapped irons around her wrists before hauling her up and dragging her off, "Let's go, missy." You know how this song and dance always ends, you never get what you want and by morning I ll be out. She sneered, beyond irritated that he only seemed to harass her. "This time, I'm going to keep you in that cell." He huffed, shoving her a little roughly and nearly knocking her down. She grunted as she stumbled forward, grinding her teeth in frustration. Yeah, with what? I paid the docking fees, I have my paperwork you have nothing. "So when I go to the dock master and find another fake paper from you, I'll still have nothing?" He asked, "Come off it, I wasn't born yesterday." I can t say for what he does with my papers after I ve given them to him. She shot back. "I'll arrest him, too, either way you lose." He told her. He moved into the jails and pushed her into a cell, locking it behind her and giving her a fake smile, "I'll be back with your cell mate, love " She spat at the ground with a scowl, glaring at him the entire time he headed out the door. After he was gone, she brought her arms in front of her by stepping over her arms so she was a bit more comfortable, cursing herself silently. When Motochika returned, he indeed had the dock master in irons and was dragging him kicking and swearing to the cell."I'm innocent! She scammed me!""Well, you should have thought about that before you accepted her false paperwork." Motochika told him. You truly are keeping the streets safe, making sure illegal items such as food and drink don t get spread to the masses, wouldn t want them to think you re incompetent now would we? "Again, I wasn't born yesterday, you always have something hiding amongst all your junk." He stated. That you ve never been able to provide evidence for. She mumbled out, leaning her head back and tipping her hat over her face to rest her eyes. He snorted and left them both alone in the cell before going to her ship to search the whole thing top to bottom. Every nook and cranny was searched for something, anything. Nothing, Motochika could find absolutely nothing how did she do it? How did she manage every time to hide her contraband? It made his blood boil, clearly she was a smuggler, she was a pirate after all, so where was she hiding it? He gnashed hos teeth together and marched angrily all the way back to her cell. He was going to make her talk one way or another. Nana still sat it wait on the floor against the wall, hat tipping over her face and her shackled hands in her lap, not nothing to look up when Motochika came storming into the jail. He ripped open the cell door and grabbed her, slamming her hard into the wall before punching her as hard as he could. Nana s hat flew off her head and she let out a grunt of surprise when his fist connected to her face. Her head had snapped to the side, eyes wide and her jaw throbbing from his punch. The hell..?! She snarled as she reached to shove him back. He grabbed the chain for her cuffs and nearly ripped both arms from their sockets, "Where is your contraband?!""Guards!! Help!! He's a mad man!!" The dock master yelled. Nana was yanked forward by the force of him pulling in the chains, landing flat on her stomach at his feet. I already told you, I ain t got none! She snapped at him, trying to pull herself back up off the ground. He threw her against the wall again, "Stop lying! Tell me where it is!!" Nana bounced off the wall easily, grinding her teeth, and opting to take the beating this time. I don t have contraband you daft idiot!! "Stop lying!!" He yelled and punched her again before kicking her hard. Nana tasted blood, lip throbbing and split, wheezing when his boot connected with her ribs, a searing pain shooting from the spot where the hit connected. "Chosokabe!" Motochika was pulled away from her, hollaring and swearing before he was dragged off. Nana wheezed softly, pulling herself up and catching her breath, reaching to collect her hat off the ground before slumping back against the wall. Took you damn long enough.. She muttered, putting her hat back on her head, and wiping the blood from her chin. "Shut up, Nana." One of the older guards said firmly, warning her not to dig a deeper pit. They took Motochika away and had a healer come look at Nana's injuries. Yeah, yeah.. She muttered, sitting back and falling silent. She wasn't in the cell for very long before she was set free. Despite how loudly Motochika insisted she was hiding something,they couldn't find anything to keep her there. Nana was a bit angry that her schedule was delayed, but she d take that over Motochika actually finding her contraband any day. Flashing him a triumphant smirk, she headed out of the jail and to the dock. He was beyond livid, almost lashing out at her as she passed. "I'll get you one day, you harpy." Yes, I m sure you believe that too. She said with a wave, closing the jail door behind her. He kicked the wall and hissed loudly before limping away. He wpuld explode if it were possible. Jin was giving guidance to mages who asked of it, praying with them or for them, one of the small empty rooms turned into a prayer room as a luxury for the mages. Kojurou didn't really see a point in such a thing at first, but he saw that after a bit it made the mages easier to work with. So he didn't complain much about it. It wasn t long before a few Templar s themselves started going to Jin, asking for spiritual guidance it was clear tension was rising in the circles, and many were having issue finding any peace. He figured what the hell and decided to go to her one day when he had nothing to do. Mayas well seek some guidance while his master galavanted about with an apostate. Jin was busy sweeping the floors of the empty room when Kojurou entered, turning her attention on him. Oh, ser, what brings you here? "Just...I suppose some peace in the Maker's grace, I suppose.." He answered. She set the broom against the wall and smiled softly, becoming him over. Of course, the Maker always has time to hear from his children. Shall we pray together? He hadn't prayed in a long time. "Yeah, I would really enjoy that.." She moved before the small, humble looking alter a wooden carving of the Maker, lit candles at its base and knelt before it, offering Kojurou to kneel with her. He moved and knelt beside her, lacing his fingers together as best as he could with his gauntlets on, and bowing his head gently. Jin lead Kojurou through a prayer, speaking softly, and though it felt awkward for Kojurou who hadn t prayed in years Jin somehow made him feel at ease. He felt peaceful, and for once, he felt joy in knowing the Maker could hear him. The two of them prayed together many times, though Kojurou often waited until Jin was alone to ask her to pray with him others would still flee at the sight of him, and she was the only one who welcomed him with a smile. She made him feel welcomed, and over all, like a regular human being rather than a monster. "Um...Jin dono..." Kojurou began after they prayed one day, "I wanted to...thank you for making me feel...welcomed...and for helping me reconnect with the Maker.." Jin lifted her head, having heard this many times before from all of the people she had helped, but this seemed different in a way. His scowl has seemed to soften, and even his demeanor changed to a slightly more approachable one. It is but my duty, ser. She said softly, bowing her head to him. I m glad I could be of service to you and the people here.. They seem most grateful, and it fills me with joy. He blushed faintly, "We enjoy having you here..." He mumbled bashfully. Jin felt her own face burn red, and her smile faltered, her own surprise showing on her face. She smiled softly once more. That makes me happy to hear, I m glad to be able to help, if only a little. He blushed more. Why was he acting like this? She was a woman of the Chantry, he shouldn't develop feelings for her. "Um...perhaps one night...you could come with me to my lord's home and...share a meal with us...?" It was such a kind offer, and it made her heart skip a beat, but she knew where this was going to lead it wasn t appropriate. Jin smiled softly, but it held a tinge of sadness. I appreciate the offer, but I m afraid I ll have to decline, ser. She said gently. In truth, she found Kojurou attractive in more ways than just physical. He had a strong conviction about him, and he held himself to a high standard, always pushing himself to be better, work harder Jin would be lying if she denied her attraction to him, but she had to, for she was of the cloth, and he was a Templar. He frowned and lowered his gaze, "O Oh, I see...I shouldn't have asked, forgive me.." He went way too far, now she wouldn't think of him the same. Please don t look so sad, ser, it brings me joy that you ve thought of me so as to introduce me to your lord, but I don t think I could shirk my duties here. She said softly. "Of course, please forgive me.." He muttered before standing, "I should go. The mages will become unruly if unwatched." Of course, I wouldn t wish to keep you. Jin said, bowing her head. Masamune had been hard at work trying to figure out how to stop the crystals on Megohime's back and completely remove them. So far, he hadn't really found anything, but he never gave up. Megohime let Masamune take as many crystals as he liked, he was never rough when removing them, so she felt a bit more comfortable with the procedure. She often sat with him while he worked, not liking being alone in her room.Both her training and her detox of Lyrium were going well, and though she had cravings, she wasn t in pain anymore. "Man..." Masamune seemed frustrated, none of the experiments he had tried worked on draining any of the magic from them. "Why aren't they doing anything?" Megohime looked over all the test tubes of Lyrium shards Masamune had taken from her back, watching them glow softly, their light fading and brightening. They re alive the Lyrium I mean.. Alessio taught me that.. "Alive?" He asked, "What do you mean? Or, what did he mean? Did he tell you?" She glanced over at him, red eyes sullen again they always got that way when she talked about Alessio. I was pretty out of it on Lyrium.. So I didn t hear all of it... But he went on some rant about how Lyrium was alive or rather a living thing. She pulled her knees to her chest, resting her face against them. He made a face, regretting asking, but it made him recall something. He moved to an old looking book and flipped through it before he found what he was looking for, "Ah ha!" Megohime picked up her head, looking at him quizzically. What is it..? She got out of her chair and moved over to him, but didn t bother looking over his shoulder at the book. "Old Gods! Lyrium is created from the blood of the Old Gods! We just gotta find an Archdemon!" He seemed so excited by this, maybe he didn't know what an Archdemon really was? Megohime looked completely confused, brow knitting as she stared at him. What do you mean? Find an Archdemon..? Old gods..? Megohime felt strange, she knew of such things, but not in great detail Alessio was supposed to be in charge of her regular academics as well, and those too were severely neglected. "I right, I forget you never completed your lessons. An Old God iiiiiiiiiis..." He skimmed the page and paled, "Oh...a dragon...well...an old,old dragon..." That was an even worse thought than having living creatures in her back. He had implanted parts of an old god in her? She felt like she was going to be sick, not even knowing how to react. "Well, this certainly puts a snag on things, doesn't it...?" Masamune mused, "Where in Thedas would we find an Old God...?" I guess... Where ever Alessio had found one. She said, realizing maybe her nightmares hadn t spawned from nowhere, but from both the Lyrium and whatever Alessio was also keeping in his home. He looked a little taken aback, "That would mean going all the way back to his home, are you sure you wanna do that?" Megohime bit her lip, rubbing her arm anxiously. I d... Rather not think about such things right now.. Going back home? Of course she wasn t going to do something like that, even if it could reverse whatever Alessio had done to her. "No worries, no worries! We'll work it out, we won't go anywhere until you're comfy!" He said. Megohime felt guilty, making Masamune wait just because she was being sensitive. I I can do it... I just.. Shit, she didn t even have any excuses tears of frustration burned her eyes, and she balled up her fists. "Hey, hey, hey..." He cupped her cheeks without thinking, "Relax, it's ok...you're doing great with your addiction, we can afford a little time to wait for you to be ready.." She felt her face grow hot he was so close, she could feel his breath, and his hands were warm against her cheeks. O Ok.. She nodded. He blushed and pulled his hands away quickly, "S Sorry.." Megohime shook her head, cheeks tingling from his touch. No, it s ok..! It was nice.. She said softly. Your hands are warm.. He blushed, an odd compliment but he would take it, "I could...do it again...?" Megohime gave a small nod, her face as red as wine. She had never felt such a tender touch before, it felt nice, she enjoyed it very much. He reached and gently cupped her face again, this time running his thumbs slowly over her cheekbones. His thumbs brushed over the small speckles of Lyrium she had under her eyes, and except for that, her skin was soft. Megohime let her eyes close a bit, even leaning into his touch slightly. "You're really pretty..." He muttered without thinking, looking over all her features. Her eyes opened up again, but she didn t look at Masamune. Even with the Lyrium...? She asked softly. "Especially with the lyrium..." He muttered, his voice gentle. Megohime felt her chest ache not a painful ache though, but one that almost made her feel weightless. She moved closer, closing the gap between them and holding onto him tightly. Her ears burned at the contact, embracing him tightly, forehead resting against his chest. It felt good having his body touching hers, tingles making her skin prickle with goosebumps. He held her for a moment in peaceful silence before he took a chance and moved to tilt her chin up and kiss her. Megohime made a soft noise when their lips connected, but she didn t pull away the opposite in fact. She leaned up to press her lips more firmly against his, closing her eyes. He held her gently around her waist, or at least as best as he could with the crystals in the way, and kept her against him as he relaxed. Megohime slowly moved her hands up to his shoulders, gripping them lightly as she kissed Masamune back, almost desperately. After a moment, he pulled back and blinked a couple times to get his eye to focus, "Whoa..." Megohime opened her eyes, making a soft noise she had never felt such a way before, it was both exciting and scary. Sorry.. I didn t make you uncomfortable, did I? He shook his head, smiling softly, "Not at all.. " Megohime was becoming more and more flustered as she realized her actions. I I only... It just felt... really.. good. Her face was flushed deep, eyes glued to his feet. He laughed softly and shook his head, "You're fine...! Honest...! Don't fret so much " Jin has plenty of access to a water basin and clean cloth, but she felt there was nothing better than bathing in an actual body of water. Luckily for her, there was a shallow enough river not too far from the circle tower, and after gathering a few things together, she set off to the river.Yukimura was becoming more and more of a nervous wreck, the older Templar s now toying with him and Akihime as they pleased. He tried his best to avoid them, to stop them from touching Akihime, but her life was now on the line if he told anyone. Kojurou had wanted to go to Jin for a last minute prayer, and to apologize for his crass behavior the other day when she rejected him. She was doing what she thought was right and he shouldn't have been selfish. When he saw she wasn't there, he asked if anyone had seen her, and he was told she left to bathe. He blushed, obviously the correct answer was to leave her be. But he was a simple man, and the flesh was weak, so he went to find her. If he was lucky, he would catch her before she started."Hey, Sanada." Oh no. The two were waiting for him, smirking darkly, "Aki wants to have some more fun with you again " The whole way down the tower and outside Kojurou had a nagging feeling he should turn back, but that small part that told him to keep going was stronger. He knew where the river was, most people in the tower did, and occasionally used it to bathe as well, so he knew exactly where to go.Jin has stripped out of her clothes and hung them from some low branches to stay dry, wearing only her thin cotton underdress as she waded into the river.Yukimura felt his heart sink in his chest at the familiar voices, heartbeat speeding up as he turned to look at them with a scowl. Hasn t this gone on long enough? He asked in a low whisper, sounding broken. This has to stop, it isn t right. Kojurou made his way towards the river, hoping he made it in time before she had even undressed. But when he got there, he was too late, and stood frozen as he watched."It'll stop when we get bored.""Let's go, come on, we got her ready for you " They said. Without her headdress, Kojurou could see her long golden hair that tumbled down her back, her pale skin and her bare form under the cotton dress. She had her back to him, not yet noticing that he was there, grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it over her head so she was completely naked.Yukimura s heart sank, and his stomach started to do flips, feeling firm hands on his shoulders as he was led silently to the same room both him and Akihime were violated over and over. Kojurou's face turned bright red and he couldn't look away. She was beautiful, words couldn't come to mind on how to describe her.Akihime was in her simple little cotton slip she wore under her robes, looking up when they brought Yukimura in."Ready, Aki ?""No. You both should know better." She answered, "Mitsunari will be furious when he finds out.""He won't." Jin enjoyed the cold water on her skin, washing her face and wetting her hair, even washing out her underdress in the water. She slowly did register the feeling of eyes on her, slowing her motions and straightening up, glancing around.Yukimura averted his eyes from Akihime s near nakedness like he always did, cheeks flushing. This was wrong, he felt this every time, yet he was too much of a coward to stop. He panicked and stood completely still, he wasn't hiding very well to begin with. What would she do when she saw him?"Ok, Aki, today he'll be the one making you feel good ""Sanada dono is not required to do anything of the sort." Akihime answered. Jin turned a step, her eyes meeting with Kojurou s, and freezing. She stood still in the river, staring at him without saying a word, only slowly pulling her soaking dress to her chest in an attempt to hide herself what little good it did her. She didn t run or scream, in fact she didn t even look afraid or even startled.Yukimura opened his mouth to protest, only to be shoved forward onto the bed in the room, roughly being flipped over onto his back, and cold irons clapped over his wrists and ankles. "I I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude. I just...I wanted to come to you for prayer and I..." He trailed off, "I was enthralled by your beauty...""Go on, Aki, like we showed you " They said. Akihime stood and moved toward Yukimura, lifting her dress and moving to sit over his face. Jin s cheeks flushed at his words, it had been years since someone had called her beautiful. Kojurou ser, I mean.. she still didn t run, simple stood, like she was waiting for him.Yukimura felt his whole face heat up, Akihime s warmth pressed against his lips, his eyes widening. His vision was hidden by her skirts, but he could hear the snickering in the room. He moved closer, "Please, call me Kojurou..." He almost pleaded, "I would love nothing more than that.."Akihime didn't move or urge him to do anything and didn't say a word."Ah, leave it to a tranquil to make oral boring." One remarked. Jin didn t move away, in fact, she took a small step forward, nodding her head. Yes, Kojurou.. She said in compliance, almost submissively.Yukimura didn t move, didn t open his mouth, barely even breathed, he couldn t violate Akihime more than he already had. Something about that made him feel funny, powerful even. He moved closer to her and cupped her cheek before gently reaching to touch her pointed ear."Fucking...move your hips, Aki." There was a smack and her hips jerked, grinding against Yukimura's mouth unintentionally."I don't want to." She said flatly. There was a growl and her hips were forcibly moved."Then we'll make you." Her hair was damp, skin warm and soft he could see her so much more clearly now, the cotton dress stuck to her skin, just barely hiding her breasts. He could see a thick scar that ran over her chest, and many smaller ones across her body, but paid little mind to them. Jin let him caress her cheek, let him touch her pointed ears, averting her gaze as her cheeks flushed red.Yukimura felt tears in his eyes, what was he supposed to do? He had never done this with a woman, he was ashamed and embarrassed, feeling her warmth rub against his mouth he wanted to beg Akihime for forgiveness. He leaned down and kissed her gently, moving to hold her close he didn't care if he got wet, he wanted to have her against him."What thehell is going on in here?" That was Mitsunari's voice. Akihime's hips stopped and she climbed off Yukimura, wiping his lips and chin gently with a section of her dress."Are you alright, Sanada dono...?" She asked. He felt the dress she was holding slip out of her hands, landing with a heavy thud into the shallow water of the shore. She kissed back, reaching up to hold onto his arms, letting out a soft noise. Her desire for him burned strong, making her heart race, and her womanhood throb.Yukimura had tears in his eyes, looking like a guilty dog who couldn t meet his masters gaze. I m sorry.. He said softly, wishing he could just disappear. He ran his hands up her back in a gentle caress, deepening the kiss slightly before guiding her away from the water.She shook her head, ignoring Mitsunari screaming death threats at the other two templars."None of this was your fault. I place no blame on you." She told him. She followed him as guided, the throbbing between her legs only increasing as he deepened the kiss, and in turn, she kissed back as deeply. When she felt land under her feet, she reached to unbuckle the armor Kojurou wore, letting out a soft whimper against his lips. Please.. He kept his eyes away from her still. Please dress yourself... He nearly better his request he should have done more to protect her, should have tried harder, bled more yet he didn t. He wasn t fit to be a Templar, he was a waste. He helped her get his armor off, leaving him in his templar robes he wore beneath, and even then those started to come off quickly. What was happening? Why did he feel so hungry for her? Yes, he had feelings for her, but this? This was raw, unchained.She moved and unshackled him first before finding her robes to redress."I'll have you both executed for such disgusting crimes!!" Mitsunari snapped."Kn Knight Captain, please ""SILENCE!!" Mitsunari was beyond livid, "I will have your heads, one way or another." Jin pushed Kojurou s back to the tree behind him, pulling away from him only to kneel before him, helping him out of his underwear and kissing his hipbone.Yukimura got off the bed quickly, straightening himself up and standing in wait for his threats of execution, eyes down like a beaten dog. He allowed her to do what she desired, brushing her hair back with his fingers, moaning softly at her lips against his skin."And you." Mitsunari turned on Yukimura instantly, "You are a disgrace.""Sera," Akihime moved between him and Yukimura, "He was threatened with death if he went to you. He had my best interests at heart. He did what you asked.""Defiling you is not what I asked!!" Mitsunari yelled. Akihime's expression never changed."I am still a virgin, Mitsunari sama." She argued flatly. Jin kissed from one hipbone to the other, hands resting just below his hips, eyes half lidded as her lips brushed across his skin, slowly moving lower.Yukimura clenched his fists, but kept his gaze down, feeling his captains burning gaze on him. If I had gone to anyone they would ve killed Akihime dono... He confirmed. His manhood throbbed at her attention, growing harder and harder as she teased him. He gripped her hair firmly, her locks tangled between his fingers."The problem I have is I can't even demote you for this heinous act." Mitsunari spat at him. Akihime stayed between them."He did no wrong, sera. He was protecting me. He never touched me once." She told him. Mitsunari still looked livid."For now, your title as templar will be stripped and you will be no more than a tower guard until I feel you deserve the name templar back." He stated. Jin moved to sit back on her heels, moving to take Kojurou into her mouth, face flushing. She had never before done such lewd acts, only hearing of such acts before.Yukimura looked up in shock, his disappointment clear on his face, but he didn t dare argue, looking down again. Yes, Knight Captain. He moaned lowly and watched her, guiding her slightly with his hand.Mitsunari turned and grabbed the other two and dragged them off. Akihime turned to Yukimura and laced her fingers together gently."I'm sorry you lost your position...but I am glad that you were not executed.." She told him. She moved as she was guided, rubbing her tongue the head of his member, sucking gently. Bringing one hand up to his shaft, she started to stroke him slowly.Yukimura looked up at her, frowning softly. This never should have happened to you... I failed to protect you. He moaned again, seeming to enjoy that, and urged her to do more bucking his hips gently to request her to move faster.She shook her head, "You kept me from losing my life, I don't see that as failing at all." She remarked, "I still have my virtue, so you still didn't fail." His noises made her grow wet, moving her hand faster like he urged, making her own soft noises as she worked, taking more of him into her mouth.Akihime s words made his heart hurt, regardless that she was Tranquil, she still cared for him. Your words do me kind, Akihime dono.. "If you have any urges you wish to care for, you have my blessing to act on them." He stated, voice husky.She managed a small, albeit semi awkward, smile, "If you wish, I will keep you company on your guard duty." Jin pulled away from his member, leaving a trail of saliva from her lips. I need you.. She said softly, looking up at him, her need clear in her eyes. You must have duties to preform, I can t take you away from them. Yukimura frowned, knowing Mitsunari would likely be unhappy if Akihime was still hanging around him. He moved and pushed her back against the forest floor, moving over her and trapping her under him."I don't mind." She replied, "I like your company, Sanada dono. Very much." A jolt of excitement shot through her body at the act, finding herself even more aroused at the act, leaning up to kiss him deeply. She cupped his cheeks, closing her eyes as she kissed him. I.. much enjoy your company as well, but I worry what punishment you might suffer if you neglect your duties. He said softly, confused at the feelings he was experiencing. He kissed back and pushed her thighs apart a bit roughly, rubbing the tip of his cock against her wet folds.Her smile faded and her expression was flat again, "I see. I understand." She let out a weak whimper when he did so, opening her legs a bit more for him to get closer. Everything about this was so intoxicatingly arousing the weight of Kojurou on top of her, his rough hand on her thigh, the way he pinned her down everything.Yukimura offered a soft smile though a sad one reaching out to her, hesitating, then gently touching her cheek. It lasted but a moment, and then he was turned and heading for the door to leave. He started to push into her, slowly at first as he was unsure if this was her first time or not.She touched her cheek, standing silently for a good long while before looking to the door and slowly heading out. She was a bit tight, but with how wet she was, he slid into her with relative ease. Jin closed her eyes, breaking the kiss to catch her breath a bit, kissing him greedily once again. Their love making was rough and passionate, going long into the night until they were both tired. Jin sat at the rivers edge, washing herself after they had finished and tired, having made a small fire to help dry her wet clothes. Will you tell them..? She asked softly over her shoulder. Kojurou had finished putting on his robes when she spoke and he looked up, "Who? The Chantry? Of what?" She turned her head slightly, the faintest of frowns on her face. That I m not human. That I m an elf. He stood quietly for a moment, "No, why would I?" She turned her head looking back down at the river. I thank you, and apologize. I meant no offense, I was only curious. She said softly. "Jin?" He seemed concerned, "Why would you be worried about me telling the Chantry? Because you're an elf?" I m surprised you don t know, even I didn t know at first. Elves can t be Chantry Sisters only humans. She wrung the water out of her hair, standing up and moving over to the fire with Kojurou, grabbing her clothes to redress. He frowned, "How odd. That seems rather unjust and unfair.." Jin pulled her clothes on, shaking her head. It s simply how it is, there s no helping it, as unfortunate as it is. "Well..." He moved closer, "As it happens, I like you very much. So the Chantry will know nothing." He told her with a smile. Jin stayed where she was, not moving away, but reaching out to touch his cheek. Thank you. She said softly. I m rather fond of you as well. He smiled softly and rested his forehead against hers, "That makes me rather happy.." Megohime hadn t experienced much in her life, being locked away by Alessio for over ten years, and Masamune was determined to have her experience as much as he could show her. They walked through his alchemical garden, showing her all the different herbs, and even taking her on hikes to show her the wild ones that grew on his land. They took picnics at his favorite spots, Masamune telling her of anything and everything. He was bursting at the seams to share the world with her, to show her that it wasn't all terrible and cruel. He could tell it made Kojurou angry but he didn't care. He loved Megohime and did everything he could for her. Megohime always sat quietly, wide eyed at all the things he had to tell her, always hungry to learn more about the things she had missed out on in life. She was always eager to go out and help him gather herbs and other materials, always wanting to hear more and more from Masamune and his own life experiences. There wasn't anywhere in Thedas he hadn't been Ferelden, Antiva, Orlais, Tevinter, even Nevarra. All of the things he owned were like souvenirs from his journeys, priceless things that he just liked to look at sometimes. Not as much as he liked to look at her, he would add. Megohime found herself enamored by him, everything he had to say she wanted to hear, and whenever he asked her to join him in the garden her heart leapt. Everything he had cooked for her was better than the last, but she especially liked the spiced wine he had at lunch. She had to drink it slowly otherwise she d be drunk before lunch was even over, but that wasn t an issue. They were sharing another drink at lunch again, Masamune dipping a little too greedily into the bottle and growing a nice buzz. "I ttthhhink I had a bit toooooo much " He slurred Megohime laughed a bit at how his speech was slurred, herself having taken a bit too much of the wine. You drank nearly the whole thing! She teased, taking another sip of her wine. "You helped!" He argued playfully, "It wasn't all me !" I was merely an accomplice by force terrible happenstance! She said dramatically, putting the back of her hand to her face, to hide her eyes. "Wh!!" He gasped and wiggled towards her, "C'mere, you rotten liar !" He said as he grabbed her. Megohime laughed and let herself be pulled closer to him, leaning against his chest with a smile. He chuckled and held her tight, "Why you gotta lie to me, huh ? You're hurtin' my feelings " Oh hush I m starting to think you like when I hurt your feelings Megohime said, reaching up and brushing some of his hair behind his ear. He smiled softly, "Only cuz after you do, you kiss it all better " Well I do quite enjoy kissing you.. She said softly, leaning up and kissing him gently. He made a soft noise and kissed back, "I quite enjoy kissing you, too and being kissed " Megohime set aside her cup of wine, cupping his cheek and kissing him again. No ones around you know.. He smiled softly, "That's how I like it... " He replied and kissed her gently. Megohime slowly climbed into his lap, cupping his cheeks as she gave soft kisses to Masamune s cheeks and lips, her smile growing bigger the more she kissed him, before finally breaking out laughing. You really did drink quite a bit, I was surprised you didn t drown She muttered against his lips before kissing him again. He laughed and held her tight, "Don't be mean to me, light weight can't even finish a whole glass before you start slobbering " She gasped and whacked his chest lightly. I donotslobber! I am a lady! A dignified, cultured noblewoman! She said, almost half mockingly, a smile clearly about to break out onto her face. He laughed loudly, "Dignified noblewomen can still drool when they're drunk, silly " He teased. I disagree with you there ser, but I know for a fact that you dribble whine when you re drunk She pointed out. He scoffed obnoxiously, "Not eeeeeven!" He argued before licking the corners of his mouth instinctively. She burst out laughing, grabbing his chin gently so she could kiss him again. It s on your shirt too He groaned loudly, "Oh, for Maker's sake.." He said before laughing. Megohime sat back, laughing so hard tears came to her eyes Masamune made her heart ache, made her smile so much it hurt, she was beyond happy in every way he almost made her forget about Alessio. "You're so pretty when you smile." He told her, a swoon in his tone. Megohime s face flushed more, already red from the wine. You re only saying that so I ll kiss you again.. She muttered bashfully. "Is that so wrong ?" He asked, "You'll break my heart " Megohime felt like her face was going to burst into flames with how hot it was, fidgeting were she was beside him. And what if I want you to kiss me? "I absolutely will " He replied, "I'm not a monster " Will you..? She asked softly, reaching for his hand and lacing her fingers with his. He squeezed her hand and leaned over to kiss her gently, lovingly. Megohime leaned into the kiss slightly, closing her eyes in enjoyment. Her heart fluttered, and she felt an ache between her legs. He held her close and firmly, loving to have her against him. He didn't hear the footsteps that were approaching them, wasn't paying attention. Megohime s attention was only focused on one thing, and it certainly wasn t whomever was approaching them. She kissed Masamune back, giving his hand a small squeeze. "Masamune sama!" Masamune was jerked backwards and he choked a bit from his clothes pressing into his neck. It was Kojurou, ever furious as he usually was. Megohime opened her eyes quickly, moving back out of instinct, eyes wide and her heart racing. She never much liked Kojurou, he always scared her. "What do you think you're doing?" Kojurou hissed. Masamune scowled slightly, sober now and pissed off."Kissing my girlfriend, what does it look like?""Girlfriend?!" Kojurou snapped. Megohime blushed at the word, glancing up at Kojurou he scared her, and it made her angry, she had feared Templars her whole life as a captive, and even now as a free woman? Why are you so intrusive? He isn t a child. She pointed out. "And you aren't human." He hissed."She is, too! Maker, why are you such a dick?!" Masamune yelled, "Can't you just leave her alone?!" Megohime flinched at his words, more hurtful things that cut all too deep, he was right though. What would you know about being human? She asked, her tears blue and glowing, like liquid Lyrium was dripping from her face and not tears. The trees around them creaked and groaned, swaying from an unseen force as Megohime got to her feet, hands clenched in fists at her side. "M Mego...?" Masamune watched her, worried and curious. Kojurou scowled."Much more than an apostate abomination who's only known the darkness of a cell." Megohime clenched her fists harder, and a few of the trees around them cracked audibly. Stop it. She said lowly, scowling at Kojurou. "Make me." Kojurou challenged. Masamune became alarmed ans stood up quickly."Mego, easy, easy, it's ok.." Megohime unclenched her fists slightly, looking to Masamune, face red and tears still dripping down her face. No, it isn t! He always calls me a monster I m not! "You're not, far from it.." He assured before glaring at Kojurou, "I'll deal with him, let's get you back to the house." He took her hand and left their little picnic area with her. Megohime followed with no resistance, wiping her tears away angrily as they went. Why is he so horrible? I haven t done anything.. "I..." He tried to find the words, "Kojurou is like any other templar, I think...they're all jerks." Megohime couldn t argue with that, she hated Templar s, they were all awful. I don t want so see him anymore, I don t anymore reminders of how grotesquely deformed I am.. "I'll do what I can, Mego, I promise.." He told her, "But you aren't grotesque...not to me.." She couldn t look up at him, she was too shameful of her appearance to do so. I have Lyrium growing from me, I must look horrifying.. "No, not at all! It's a little intimidating, but I wouldn't call it horrifying! Your lyrium markings make you look even prettier!" He told her. I don t want to be intimidating, I don t want Lyrium marks..! She shook her head. I want normalcy! He frowned softly, "I...we're trying, Mego..." He said quietly. I m sorry... I didn t mean it that way... I just, I think I just need some time alone.. She said softly, gaze down, tears still leaking from her face. "If you think so..." He didn't really know how to deal with women, "I'll check on you after a bit, ok...?" Megohime gave a nod, wiping away the last of her tears. I m sorry.. we were having such a nice time.. He shook his head, "No, it's alright...it wasn't your fault. Get some rest, ok? I'll deal with Kojurou.." Megohime was absent from dinner, the servant Masamune sent to retrieve her saying she had refused to come down from her room. Megohime had given the excuse that she hadn t felt well, but Masamune knew she was simply still upset. He frowned and went to go see her himself, gently knocking on her door, "Mego?" He could hear the faint rustling of bedsheets within the room, then Megohime speaking up. Masamune..? She sounded tired, like she had just woken from sleep. "Can I come in...?" He asked, "I'm worried.." There was a brief pause, heavy tension hanging in the air before she answered him again. Yeah.. She agreed. He opened the door and stepped inside, "Hey...you wanna talk...?" He could see that she had been crying, her eyes were puffy, and she had blue smears on her cheeks. About what..? She asked softly. "Well...anything, really..." He said, "I missed you at dinner, so I wanted to make sure you were ok.." She nodded, holding her blankets tightly around her shoulders. I m alright, just feeling a little under the weather. He moved over and sat beside her, "About anything in particular?" He could see that she had something to say, but she kept her mouth shut about whatever it was. Just.. I m not really sure.. He frowned, "Do you not want to talk about it...?" Megohime seemed so small and sad, keeping her eyes down. Just typical mage and Templar quarrels. She muttered. "Between you and Kojurou or just mages and templars in general?" He asked gently. Kojurou.. She muttered, pulling her blankets around herself even tighter, as if you comfort herself. I don t understand him.. He made a soft noise, "I don't really understand him either...he takes what he does too seriously. He needs to lighten up some, if you ask me." He scares me... I feel he wants to do me harm.. She mumbled, laying back down on the bed with a soft sigh. He moved to lay beside her, holding her as best as he could, "I'm not gonna let him hurt you, Mego..." Megohime didn t move or push him away, letting him hold her in her bundle of blankets. Just... The way he looks at me, the hatred in his eyes.. "I'll keep him away from you..." He said gently, holding her tighter, "He's still gotta rake orders from me, after all." He grinned. Yukimura s disgrace was known by almost all by weeks end, no longer wearing his Templar armor, but simple plate mail as he guarded the Towers main entrance. Mitsunari beat on him a lot for his failure but Akihime would always be there to stop it before it got too bad. But soon after, he would just flee from her it puzzled her. Yukimura did his best to avoid having to interact with Akihime, as he was after all no longer a Templar. He was still stuck on guard duty, a mere foot soldier and grunt worker he was grateful however to not be fully stripped of his title.He wasn t sure of how to address Akihime, not after what he had done. It made knots in his gut, it was all he could think about, and even if she said she forgave him, he could not. "Sanada." Oh no. Akihime had found him again, how was she so good at finding him? "Why will you refuse my company? I thought we were friends." I.. He turned to face Akihime, his shoulders sagging a bit as he saw her face, a faint bruise still present on her cheek. We are friends, I just... What was he supposed to say to something like this? I m sorry, I just thought it be better if I stayed away.. His one face was heavily bruised, split lip oozing blood still. She took out her handkerchief and started to gently dab thr blood away, "Is Mitsunari still causing you harm? For what happened? You know I place no blame on you." Yukimura winced when she blotted his lip, a soft frown forming on his lips. I know you don t Akihime dono... But I can t forgive myself.. "The Maker forgives all things if you pray for it." She told him gently. His heart ached in his chest, another thing he couldn t bring himself to face, how was he supposed to face the Maker? No, he had to, Akihime was right. He gave a small nod. I know.. Thank you, but... Until I can find the courage, I don t know if we should spend time together. She lowered her gaze, "I find that notion to be rather silly and unnecessary, but I will not force you to feel any undue discomfort." I m sorry Akihime... I don t mean to make this a painful ordeal, but I feel I have no right to see you. Yukimura admitted. "I understand." She said, though she didn't really. It was illogical for him to do this she forgave him, so he should just accept it and move on. Why didn't he? She might have understood better if she weren't Tranquil, maybe. But that would always be the case."I suppose I will see you when I see you." Yukimura was saddened to see Akihime go, but he just couldn t bring himself to forgive himself, no, not yet. Goodbye, Akihime.. Her new guardian always seemed to lose track of her, which annoyed Mitsunari greatly. She was always found in random areas of the tower, places she really had no place being. It annoyed the Knight Captain greatly. The incident between her and Yukimura seemed so long ago, and it felt like she had completely forgotten about him. It was months since he had seen her last, and if he hadn't heard all the chatter about her appearing randomly all over the place, he would think she was gone. At least until some odd men came to the tower. They had templar armor but it also wasn't. It had an odd symbol of an eye on the chest. Who were they? Yukimura was busy scrubbing the floors when he heard the commotion, saw people heading to the main tower hall for what? He set the scrub brush down and moved to follow, curious as to what was happening. "This is an outrage! You cannot just take my mage! Mysister!" Mitsunari was screaming at the top of his lungs, furious as ever. There were quite a few people gathered, both mages and Templar s even a few Tranquil s stood silently and watched. Yukimura did his best to see what was happening, brows furrowed as he pushed his way through the crowd to see just exactly what was happening. Mitsunari was yelling at a man with white hair and a purple mask, Akihime standing with a couple of the oddly armored Not Templars."I demand to know why you're taking her!" Mitsunari yelled."That is strictly need to know, Mitsunari my boy, and I need not tell you." The man said. Akihime looked up and saw Yukimura, watching him quietly. She was being taken away? To where?"She is too old to be taught in the Vigil!""None are too old for Andraste's grace." Yukimura felt his stomach turn in knots, what was this? What were they talking about? Why were they taking Akihime? Was something wrong with her? Was she going to be taken away? "She will train at the Vigil and if she passes her training, she will become a Seeker.""Out of the question!!" Mitsunari argued, "She is a Tranquil! She will be of no use to you!""What do you care what happens to her? She's Tranquil. If she fails, she'll become an archivist.""Serah," Akihime piped up, "I thank you for this opportunity. I will train at your Vigil, even if I doomed to fail it.""You have no issue leaving the tower?" Hanbei asked. Akihime was quiet for a moment, and she glanced at Yukimura briefly before looking back at Hanbei."There is nothing for me here, serah." She replied. Yukimura felt like time had stopped, like a spell had been cast to cloud his head he couldn t look away from Akihime, but didn t want to look either. He had pushed her away, pushed her too far and now she was gone, but he only had himself to blame. "I believe that settles that." Hanbei smiled though it was less than comforting, "Will you need to pack?""No, serah, I can leave as I am." She replied."Akihime..." Mitsunari looked devastated and she looked to him with her blank expression."I will come back if I can, Mitsunari. I will not abandon you as father did." She replied. Hanbei and the other Seekers moved to leave and Akihime stopped beside Yukimura."Take care, Sanada. This is good bye for the foreseeable future." Akihime I .. That s enough of that, get moving. Akihime was pushed forward a bit roughly, the Seeker behind her scowling at Yukimura. I m sure your boyfriend ll miss you plenty, blah blah.. He sneered. "He isn't..." Akihime stopped and looked back at Yukimura as she walked away, her eyes for the first time looking sad. Nana was back in Kirkwall, docking for the next few days to let her crew rest and to restock on supplies. For the night however, she was determined to simply get drunk and have a good time. Motochika was stressed from his watch, he needed to unwind. So, he went to the Hanged Man to lose his tensions in ale. When he approached the bar, he saw a very familiar person, one he didn t particularly want to see in that moment. Nana was already slamming down what looked like a big mug of brandy. He was immediately tense again and growled in annoyance. Just ignore her, he told himself. He moved to a seat as far from her as possible and hoped she didn't see him. It was hard not to notice when Motochika walked into the room, so Nana noticed him almost right away. Ah, guard, I think only customers are allowed at the bar! She called over, obviously already a bit drunk. He grimaced and tried to ignore her. He wasn't going to let her bother him right now. Surely she would just give up and go back to drinking, but sadly, Motochika was not a lucky man that night. Surely your ears are working, right, guard ? Nana plopped down into the seat beside him, one hand on his shoulder and her mug in the other. He growled lowly, "Go away, I haven't the time to deal with you tonight." Of course you do! You ve time to drink, you ve time to bother with me for a moment She took a big swig from her mug and waved the barkeep down. Get this man an ale, on me! "You're too kind..." He grumbled irately, only looking relieved when the tankard was put in front of him. Nana made a satisfied noise and took another swig from her own tankard, looking rather pleased. "You're rather chipper.." He said, taking his cup and drinking from it. I ve got more coin than I can carry and an empty ship to fill with cargo, what s not to be happy about ? She asked, fiddling with her cup. "You're sharing a drink with the one man in Kirkwall not happy to see you." He replied. Well I m sure the drink in front of you will sweeten that sour taste in your mouth.. She laughed and slammed back the last of her drink. He grumbled and drank as much as he could just to tolerate her. It didn't take much, he hadn't eaten much that day so the alcohol absorbed rather quickly into his system. He seemed to relax a lot easier around her thanks to it. I m surprised you haven t hauled me down to jail yet, what s wrong, give up on your witch hunt ? She teased. "I'm here to relax, I'm off duty, you're safe for now." He answered, words a little slurred. Oh c mon, you nearly knocked my teeth down my throat last time aren t you at least a little sorry ? Her own words were slurred a bit, working on another drink. "Not particularly." He hummed, "But 'm sorry, I guess." Oh ? She leaned against him, pressing her shoulder to his. How sorry ? Enough to buy me a drink ? "Haven't y' had enough?" He asked, "But yeah, sure. Have another on me." Nana grinned a lopsided grin, ordering another whiskey with a happy grin. Y know, you re far too stiff, even when you re drunk. "I think I have forgotten how to relax." He mumbled, "The life of a guard is too stressful." I m sure you have plenty of ways of relievin stress. She took a long swig, making a noise of happiness good whiskey. "Plenty ways for a man to relieve stress, aye." He replied, "One is sex, for sure." Mm, you re right, but I m my opinion, you haven t had that in a long while. She said, voice a bit quieter. "No, if I'm honest, I haven't." Why was he oversharing with her? Was it the booze? He needed to stop drinking. That happens when people find out you beat both men and women. She said with a snort, chuckling a bit. Maybe you should go find a brothel, they might be scared, but they might take your money. "I'm not fond of elves, if I'm honest. They don't do it for me." He said, "You're the closest thing, really." Nana burst out laughing, turning to look at Motochika, face flushed red in her drunken state. I m on your list of women that do it for you? I m honored "That's a word for it, yeah." He said and finished his drink. "Well?" I won t be doing it in some back alley, but I d be more than happy to accompany you for the night if you have a bed She purred. "I have a bed, aye." He said and threw some coins down before standing, "C'mon, it ain't far." Nana stood, paying her own tab and following Motochika truth be told, she was interested, Motochika wasn t an ugly man, a bit rough around the edges, but handsome enough. They went through to the less thuggish and slightly safer part of Low Town, where Motochika stumbled up the stairs to his door with a snicker and unlocked his home, "It ain't pretty but it's home." Oh please I live on the open water with sea rats She let out another laugh before stumbling in behind him, giving a brief look around. It was rather simple, he kept the place very clean. He set his gear by the door and moved to the side door, "Bed's in here." She nodded, following after him, working on undoing her belt that held her sword and dagger, setting it against the wall. Her head was abuzz, and the idea of sleeping with someone anyone made her skin tingle. He lit the candles in the bedroom and took off his armor. Best to get that out of the way now. She shrugged off her heavy coat, draping it on the chair in the bedroom, then working on removing her shoes and pants. "I was gonna help ya but if you wanna make it easier then by all means " He said with a teasing smirk. She turned, belt still in hand, a smirk growing on her face. Please do She said, moving over to him. I ve still got plenty for you to take He pulled the belt away from her body slowly, tossing it aside before working on pushing her pants off. He leaned down and kissed her slowly, tentatively, like he didn't want to ruin the silence or moment by going too fast It was obvious she enjoyed this, kissing back with the same intensity, letting him undress her, her own hands working on his belt. His belt came free easily and he undressed her slowly, only breaking the kiss to pull her tunic from her body. Nana grabbed his chin and pulled him into another kiss, reaching one hand into his trousers to rub his cock through his small clothes. He bucked slightly against her hand and pulles her closer by her hips, making a soft noise of delight. Nana worked him with the intentions of teasing, touching him slow and firm before only tracing her fingers over his manhood. Excited already.. ? He growled lowly, "It may have been a bit since I was last with anyone." Nana backed him up to the bed, pushing him down and moving to straddle his lap. Then let me help with that She pulled his member free of his small clothes, stroking him to get him erect, leaning in to kiss him again. He kissed back, his cock swelling in response to her touches as he moaned lowly against her lips. Nana made a satisfied noise, running a hand down his shoulder and arm to his hand, taking it and bringing it to her heat. Touch me. She ordered against his lips, still stroking him steadily. He obeyed, working his fingers in slow circles over her clit, helping her along albeit rather sloppily. She didn t seem to mind his sloppiness, letting out a soft moan, biting down on his shoulder lightly. Soon Motochika felt his fingers growing slick with her juices, and he could hear her panting softly. "Excited?" He asked lowly, "You certainly feel like you are " Nana let out a weak whimper. Y Yeah.. She pressed her thumb gently against the tip of his cock. He hissed softly and bucked his hips a bit, loving the attention more than he wanted to admit. Nana was enjoying teasing him, but she was getting worked up herself, and being drunk, she didn t exercise much restraint. Pushing him flat against his back on the bed, she moved so her wet heat was pressed against his man hood, slowly grinding against him so she could pleasure the both of them. He growled softly and held her hips. She was kind of greedy, and he didn't know why, but he really liked it. Her thighs were soft against his cock, her wet heat pressed against his shaft, but she still hadn t put him inside her. F Fuck..! He growled lowly and did his best not to seem desperate, wanting her to take her time but at the same time too drunk to wait. As if his desires were said aloud, she moved so she could put his cock inside of her, slowly lowering herself onto him, letting out a soft moan as she did so. He fit inside her with little struggle, already wet enough to not have to push him in with too much effort she went to work almost right away, rolling her hips forward in a steady motion, steadying herself against his legs, digging her nails in lightly. He held her hips and moaned lowly, helping her move and keeping her steady. Her moans and the sound of her skin against his filled Motochika s ears, and Nana looked like she was clearly enjoying herself, pace slowly increasing. He hissed lowly, bucking his hips gently with her movements. Motochika could feel her legs trembling more and more every time he thrust into her, Nana letting out soft moans into the back of her hand. Soon she was hunched over him, hands on both sides of his head as she rode him. He dug his fingers into her hips, making each thrust and bounce seem more forceful and rough as he restricted her movements just slightly. F Fuck..! Motochika..! She was gasping and squirming with each thrust, face flushed and her expression showing her enjoyment. It was clear he was starting to take the control, but she didn t even mind it really. "Nnh Nana " He growled lowly, his bucking becoming faster and rougher, his cock throbbing harder. She was practically whimpering for more, on the edge of her climax, her legs trembling with effort to keep riding him, gripping his shoulders to keep herself steady. He noticed, her thighs shaking with effort, and he picked her up to push her onto her back before taking over, moving his hips at the same rough pace. Nana felt a hot rush of pleasure move down her spine, hooking her legs over his hips as he moved roughly. Nana bit the back of her hand, sorry moans escaping her as she finally climaxed, entire body trembling. Why was she doing that? Did she not like to hear herself? How odd. But his concern was immediately dashed when he felt his clikax build up faster than before. Nana s body quivered beneath Motochika s still riding out her climax as Motochika finished himself up. She didn t mind, mostly because she was drunk, but she did find it a bit more embarrassing to be on bottom, face flushed as she looked up at Motochika. "You ok...? You look a little put off.." He said with a small grin. You aren t half bad at sex so long as you re quiet.. She teased, panting softly as she came down from her climax. He rolled his eye and chuckled, "I'll take that as a compliment." He said before he started moving roughly again. Nana didn t stay long after their affair, despite sobering up a bit, she was still quite drunk. Stumbled back to her boat, she collapsed in her own bed, waking late in the morning. She wouldn t be staying long that morning though, for she had cargo to move. Despite her help in relieving him of his sexual stress, he was still determined to expose her for the smuggler she was. So he managed to sneak on to her ship without anyone seeing him. Although it seemed like a few times Motochika had been seen, it was measly just another close call, and soon Motochika could tell that the ship had left the dock.Motochika had read on the ship logs that Nana was heading out into some deeper waters, but it would only be for a short while. He was bound and determined to find out what she was smuggling in and out of Kirkwall. He would find out even if it killed him to do so. She would finally get what was coming to her. It only seemed like Motochika had been on board for but an hour before the waters turned choppy, the sea growing more and more violent by the minute. Soon he heard shouting overhead, water dripping into the cargo in a few places, then his surroundings went silent for a moment, and it felt as though he were falling. He slammed into the side of the ship with the rest of the cargo and immediately he heard wood splintering and felt water rush up around him. They were sinking. The Maker had a horrible sense of humor. How was he going to get out of this? If they found him, they would gut him. But if he stayed down here he would drown. Before Motochika could even think of a plan to escape, another wave rolled the ship, gutting the inside of the boat and taking Motochika with it. He was tossed around in the ocean briefly, unable to tell up from down a heavy piece of the ship hit him in the head, unconsciousness taking him, drowning the last thought he had before succumbing. When he came to, he gasped loudly before throwing up sea water. What happened? Where was he? He looked around, eyes unfocused and dizzy. He was alive, only reminded of so by the way they back of his head ached. He felt sand beneath him, waves lapping at his feet he was on land. He was on an island, pieces of Nana s ship washed on land with him, and down the beach was another man, a sailor by the looks of it, were their survivors? He pushed himself up, though his arms threatened to give out, and he wobbily made his way to the sailor. He felt like he was going to fall over anf throw up again. When he got to him, he saw the man was very much dead, drown like a rat, a look of horror stuck on his face.Looking around, he could see only the land on which he stood, the ocean stretching for miles and miles. "Dammit..." He muttered and dragged himself along the shore, hoping to find someone, anyone, still alive. He only found more pieces of the ship along with some more dead bodies, unopened crates and the such, but no one living. Soon he came across blood though, fresh blood in the sand along with drag marks. There was no one on the beach that he could see, but the marks and blood lead toward the tree line had someone really survived? He followed it quickly, hoping he made it in time. He only knew basic first aid so he hoped nothing too extensive had happened to this survivor. They hadn t made it very far into the trees, Motochika able to see the figure through the brush, and when he reached them, he found them slumped against the tree it was Nana, head slumped forward and still soaked in seawater. "Oh, Maker.." He muttered and moved closer, "Hey...! Wake up, dammit..!" He tried to force any sea water out of her lungs by pushing on her sternum. He felt her stiffen and she picked up her head, coughing up another mouthful of water, eyes wide and wild, clearly out of it. She stared at him for a moment before she seemed to relax, recognizing him. Motochika..? She was in bad shape, clearly half drowned, covered in scrapes and bruises, and her thigh wrapped in blood soaked cloth. "Aye. You ok? What do you remember?" He asked, "Shit, what even happened?" The ship went down... Terrible storm, twasnt supposed to happen.. She coughed up a bit more sea water with a groan, picking her head up to look at him again. Where are we..? "Some island, from the looks of it...dunno where..." He looked at the blood soaked rag tied around her leg and moved, "Lemme see..." She made a noise that sounded like a laugh, not stopping him. It isn t good.. She muttered. He made a noise, "Obviously..." He muttered befote gently pulling the rag away. Nana winced silently as he pulled the rag away, a bloody wound oozing blood beneath. It was deep, a jagged angry tear in her flesh that almost reached the bone. "Maker..." He muttered. He sighed and ripped his tunic, moving to the sea and soaking it before moving back, "This is going to really hurt but it'll keep it from getting infected." She let out a wheeze or a laugh and nodded, looking away from the wound. Do what you need to... I don t think I can stand let alone fight you off. He gave a small laugh and slowly wrung the sea water over the wound to clean it. Nana grunted and bit back a cry of pain, clenching her fists and squeezing her eyes shut. Fresh blood oozed out as the sea water ran through the wound, dripping into the dirt beneath her leg. He wrapped the wound tight with a dry tear of fabric and sat back, "We'll have to keep an eye on that, obviously.." Motochika.. Nana looked over at him, and even though she was exhausted, her expression was now stern. How did you end up here? "I snuck onto your ship..." He admitted, "I wanted to catch you smuggling..." She looked angry, but didn t have the strength to stand to face him. So you stowed away on my ship? You know how I feel about stowaways kind, Motochika. "And you know how I feel about smugglers." He replied, "There's not much that can be done about it now." Nana scowled, knowing his words to be true, they were both stuck in the same situation, and there was little they could do about it. "Since you're in no condition to do much of anything, I'm going to forage...get ahold of some wood for a fire.." He told her. She still shot him a glare, not happy about how he had stowed away on her ship. If anything from my ship made it, it ll be of use... Mostly food and other goods. "I'll take a look." He said and stood, "Don't go anywhere." He half joked. Ha ha. She forced out dryly, doubting she would even be able to put any weight at all on her injured leg. He chuckled a bit and headed along the shore to see if he could find any cargo.

['Akihime', 'Serah']

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Return to the Labyrinth [DarkDreamer9110][SongstressLenne]

"lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" Five years. It had been five years since Sarah ran the labyrinth after wishing Toby away, and the trip to the underworld had really taken its toll on her. She wasn't stupid enough to tell anyone about what had happened. Who would believe her? Once she'd uttered those words you have no power over me things got a little fuzzy, and then crystal clear. One minute she'd been falling, falling, falling, and the next, she was back at home. Safe and sound. The first thing she'd done was check to ensure Toby was there, which he was. Also safe. Staring down at her baby brother, she realized in that moment just how precious he really was. She'd been selfish to wish him away. Even if her parents memories of Toby had been wiped, hers would not have been. She would have lived her life wondering how things would be different if Toby were still around.After moving on to her own room, she grew saddened by the sudden loneliness she felt. Gazing at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but miss her friends. In the thirteen hours she spent running the labyrinth, she'd grown close to them. Hoggle, Ludo, Sir Didymus... all of them. When they'd appeared in her mirror, and she'd turned to find them in her room... It was the happiest she'd ever been. But there was a flicker of doubt within her, one that kept imagining the Goblin King's face when she'd destroyed him and declined his offer. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave... Those words stuck with her for a long time. The now twenty year old had moved out of her father's house, and into an apartment with her best friend, Nicole. But whereas Sarah had practically given up on dreaming and 'being fun', Nicole was quite the opposite. Sarah had met her during junior year of high school, and Nicole had sort of adopted her as a friend. Despite Nicole's seriously outgoing and outspoken ways, Sarah actually really liked her. She was a good person. They both decided to take a year off of college, and get jobs and an apartment together, and that's exactly what they did. At first, everything was great. But there was a darkness inside of Sarah that she'd been fighting to keep from coming out. She withdrew more and more, until she was spending the majority of time in her room. She lost her job, which meant Nicole had to pick up the slack. After a few months of that, she'd finally had enough and practically dragged Sarah out to the bar one night, just to get her out of the house. And that... that is where Sarah met Derek. At first, Derek was everything she'd been missing. Flirty, fun, attractive, sweet... he dragged her out of the dark spot in her life. She got another job, one she actually enjoyed at a pet hospital. It was long hours, which meant Derek wasn't seeing her as often. It sucked, but he was never mean or rude about it. When she came home one night from a late shift, exhausted and red faced from crying over the loss of a patient, she didn't expect Derek to her in her and Nicole's apartment. Nicole had let him in, and then gone out. Sarah didn't see the punch coming. That first hit started a whirlwind of abuse that she dealt with on the down low for about a year and a half. Nicole and Sarah had gotten into a huge disagreement over him, big enough that Nicole moved out, and Derek moved in. That just made the abuse worse. When Sarah finally gathered the courage to leave, she moved to a shady apartment complex a few towns over. At first, Derek had blown up her phone and threatened her on the daily. But then it stopped. Until tonight, when he randomly showed up at her door and beat her senseless. He'd left her a broken, bruised heap on the floor, slamming the door behind him as he left. She'd pulled herself up to a sitting position, feeling worse than she'd felt those five years ago sitting in her room alone. Crying into her sleeve, she whispered words that she swore she'd never, ever say again. "I wish the goblins would come and take me away. Right now." The last five years had been rather boring, and Jareth, the great Goblin King, was still sulking from his defeat at Sarah's hands. It had been so embarrassing to have been bested. And yet, the girl had earned his respect. She had fought against the odds, raced against the clock, found the way to defeat him. He admired that.He had watched her occasionally since, but had not peeked in in some years. And then, one day, lounging on his throne, he and the other goblins heard them. The magic words. The simple summoning invocation. A simple wish. But that voice ...In an instant he was on his feet, and the next he was elsewhere, at the source of those words. He glanced around, and then he saw her, sitting curled up on the floor."Oh, Sarah." The pain in his voice was obvious. He crouched down next to her, reached out a hand to touch her. "What happened to you?" He asked softly. Had she known that he might actually come, she might have thought twice about saying the words. The wind picked up outside mere seconds after she said them, and she sensed his presence before he spoke. When she heard the pain in his voice, she stifled another sob, feeling his hand on her as he crouched beside her. Slowly, she lifted her head to look up at him, finding the same beautiful face she'd turned down five years ago. A bruise was forming on her cheek, and her bottom lip was busted, dried blood covering the opening. "I don't want to talk about it." She finally said, her eyes searching his, searching for any sign of anger or hatred in this moment. She saw none. "Why did you come?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, though easily heard if you were close to her. He nodded as she spoke. "Fine then. Have it your way." He said, then chuckled at her question. "I've come to take you away, Sarah. You said the words, and I was intrigued to hear you of all people asking for that. So I decided to come and see for myself before whisking you away to my castle to be my queen."He reached out to stroke her hair. "Come with me, Sarah. Come away from all this." Sarah had to admit that she appreciated that he didn't press her for answers. He chuckled and she looked down again, embarrassed at the situation she was caught in. She hated looking this vulnerable, especially in front of him of all people. The last time, when she'd wished Toby away, she'd had to put on this brave front. The truth was, Sarah had been scared shitless. But... he'd never hurt her. Maybe that's why, after all this time, she'd called out to him of all people. When she heard the word queen, she lifted her head again. "I'm no queen." Hating the slight whine to her voice, she resisted the urge to lean into his touch. She failed. Closing her eyes, enjoying the touch, she nodded. "Please. I can't... I can't take it anymore." He smiled as she said she was no Queen. "You can be." He assured her. "I was fascinated by you from the moment you dared to brave the Labyrinth. You were strong, if impetuous and immature. But you grew. You learned. You fought. You faced me alone. You won."He hesitated. "Everything has a price, Sarah. There is something I must ask of you. Love me, do as I say, submit to me, and you shall be my queen." He said, pulling her close. "I do not ask this lightly. But I must hear you agree. I will only take you away if you can grant me that. Give yourself to me, wholly and completely." Sarah drew comfort from his presence, something that she would have never thought was possible. As he spoke, the memory of her run through the labyrinth flashed in her mind. "You took Toby." She told him, the stubborn teenage side of her the side with the spark coming out, if only for a moment. "I had to get him back." Her voice had softened some this time around.When Jareth spoke again, she slowly turned her head to look at him, realizing for the first time just how close he was. Her lips parted automatically, her eyes searching his as he asked her to submit to him, wholly and completely. "What does that mean?" She tilted her head some, the bruise shining on her cheek. The blood on her lip had dried completely now, weighing her lip down some. "Submit to you."

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Massive Effect! (Jack Stalker x Sleepingskill)

MASSIVE EFFECT! Putting so much scientific trust in an alien left a uncomfortable feeling in Miranda's gut. How much was really known about Liara T'soni? How far could they really believe her and trust her?Of course that was only part of it. The harsh blunt truth was that Commander Shepard was Miranda's. She had made him, she had overseen his salvation and reconstruction. She had helped to recreate him and his perfect physical and mental form... and she was the one who had intended to make use of him in other ways.Normal human males failed, time and time again, to live up to Miranda's expectations. They were weak, docile, ineffective at being able to make her come. Time and time again she had fucked crew, scientists, even military personnel.. and time and time again they left her unsatisfied. They could not take being with her, a perfect example of woman hood. She was, what had one of them said? Too hot. Too fuckable. Most men came in under three minutes, and that was just from her using her hands or her mouth... if they actually managed to get inside her, they typically blew their load even faster. She had even tried foreplay, or letting them fuck her in the ass... but she gad fats learned that her mouth or her ass were devastating to most men, stripping their egos as fats as their cum.Women lasted longer and could fuck repeatedly within a small time frame, so she had satisfied herself with those for a while. Training and experience did not often play a role either, as she often killed those she used. Disposing of them discretely... she had a reputation to uphold, after all, and did not want it getting out that she had used so many men in her attempts to satisfy herself.Although the Illusive man was a tempting proposition, he had never shown any interest, which left Shepard as her main objective. Sadly he had been showing a little too much interest in the blue skinned alien, perhaps because he thought she had a cock? It was hard to tell. Regardless Liara's game had to be brought to an end, if anyone was going to have the blue skinned alien, then it was not going to be Shepard.It was going to be Miranda.Either Liara's antics with her would put Shepard off and set him back on the true course to Miranda's arms... or perhaps Miranda would discover that Liara was all that she needed, after all, to satisfy her urges.Miranda waited until the Normandy was virtually empty, the crew were all on shore leave apart from a few dedicated operatives. Most of the crew were buried in the night club 'Purgatory', or likely the hot flesh of a crew mate somewhere aboard the Citadel. That left Miranda with all the time she needed.Her heels clicked on the floor as she swayed her hips from side to side on the long walk through the ship to Liara's newly installed lab. It was a long room filled with glowing screens and monitors, with a bed set at the end of it... almost inviting or taunting anyone who entered Liara's space to start thinking about sex. Miranda made a mental note to refit her own office to such a standard, although she did not need to really do anything to make anyone think about fucking her......she was perfection. The perfect ass, tits and curves squeezed into a 'rap me' skintight suit and buffed into the ideal woman to fuel anyone's fantasy. She had learned to embrace that, to use it... but regardless of how humans looked at her it wasn't the attention of a human that she wanted right now, it was the attention of Liara, attention which she was going to take, one way of another. Yes, Liara was equally as alluring, a tight bodied little fuck doll of an alien. She could see what Shepard saw in her, what all men likely saw in her. Miranda was desperate at this point, starved of a good fuck for far too long, all she could think about now was Liara, Liara T'Soni and what she could do to her before anyone else returned to the ship.Walking into the lab area she closed and locked the door behind her using a simple override code, then turned her attention to the blue skinned scientist. "Ah, Liara, there you are. I'm afraid that there have been some developments which need to be addressed regarding security." she told her, waving the long thin scanner she was holding in her hand. "If you'd like to stand up and place your hands against the wall, I can begin my scan. There's nothing to worry about T'Soni, as long as you do as you are told." She gave a small smirk as she let her eyes rove about the form of the Asari before her. "I also need to speak to you about your conduct while aboard. There have been several complaints made about you, did you know that?" she continued, approaching her slowly, confidently, like she imagined a predator might slowly walk towards a mesmerised prey. "Not everyone appreciates your overtly sexual attitude. Did you know that?" she lied through her teeth. "Commander Shepard in particular thinks that you have been quite overly familiar with him, and would like you to be properly educated in that respect. Advances towards the Captain should always go through the proper channels... and that would mean the effective XO... which would be me..." Liara has decided to stay aboard the Normandy as it docked into the Citadel. Refusing the many crew mates requests for her to join them liara instead opted to continue her research on the Normandy. When Commander Shepard asked if she would join them it was particularly hard to say no but in the end she also refused. There is to much work I need to get done right now. Liara replied. Soon the ship was completely empty apart from her. Liara was currently wearing her normal attire as she picked up a Holopad and began to take notes on a Prothean set of armor. Unbeknownst to liara Miranda had snuck aboard the ship and was making her way to her lab. Before long the automatic door opened and liara looked up to see Miranda. May I help you? Liara asked as she stood up. When liara heard why Miranda had come to see her the naive Asari was shocked and set her holopad on the desk. Placing her hands against the wall liara looked down at the ground. I m very sorry this was not my intention. Liara said as she closed her eyes.

['Soni', 'T', 'Liara']

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Denerim. Celebration of sorts. Four years passing where a boy became a man, a mercenary becomes a Knight Commander. His name? Riddick. For those who don't know him, he was once referred to as 'Rage', the boy who ran around with an apostate Mage, Deacon a sleazy Rogue, Zander all looking for his sister, Elizabeth, formerly known as 'Cloud'. Celebration of his new rank, the party .. after party only to be greeted by the sulking after everything had died down. Four years to the date, the male had lost a dear friend whom at the time, the two weren't very close at all in this very city, Denerim. Celebration with a hint of remorse for the tragedy four years ago. His form changed tremendously, grew a few more inches to stand at six foot, six inches. Muscles being redefined, toned. Personality much of a polar opposite of what he was as a boy. Demeanor, changed significantly. Cared for himself, cared for his troops, made sure his sister stayed safe in the walls of Denerim. A boy to a man was an understatement. Some called him a hero, Some called him a fraud, He called himself a failure. "All hail, Knight Commander Riddick!" The booming voice called, raising his class at the side of the male, sitting in the throne like chair at the end of the long banquet table. A wide grin on his face, he had grown much, much wiser in these past four years. Scars came a plenty during his boy years, untrained, uncoordinated, fool hardy. Most of all stupid, arrogant, immature. Clapping his hands together, Riddick pushed himself up from the chair, grabbing his goblet. "Brothers, sisters," His voice boomed, the bone fire burning behind him enough to light the whole section, "Enjoy your feast, may we all eat hearty, live hearty and most of all," Pausing for a moment, "Drink hearty!" Voice echoing through all of Denerim, ah, yes, his one weakness still. Booze, alcohol, the liquid poison. Taking a seat in his chair, taking a sip of his goblet. To most, none could hear them ... the little footsteps pattering against the ground. Riddick, 'Rage', but most of all, 'Big brother', could always hear his little sister's footsteps. She was twelve, taking courses in being a Templar, but she spent too much time around Zander. Rogue tendencies were very broad in her. The smaller, girlish figure approached his chair, tugging on his arm. Riddick had already been paying attention to her, "Yes, Elizabeth?" The male spoke, his voice traveling under the chattering knights, templars, bridesmaids, whatever attended his Celebration this eve. "You can't drink that much, brother. You still need to tuck me in tonight." The girl spoke lightly, "Ah, you know, Aunt Annie would kill me if she knew I snuck you out of her house." Elizabeth giggled like a school girl, "Aunt Ann couldn't do anything, she'd then lose me, too, Big brother." Shaking his head lightly, "What would you do, Liz, run away?" Watching the girl shake her head in reply, "Yes! I would run! I would become big and strong, like you, and come back and crush mean old Aunt Ann." Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me. Riddick excused himself for the moment, he needed to put his little sister down for bed. It was getting late. Hand moving to stop Elizabeth, that familiar horn ringing in the distance. "We're under attack!" Riddick shouted, turning to Elizabeth, "Stay he " His attention moving around him, watching her skitter along down the steps, two knives in hand. "Elizabeth!" Riddick shouted, grabbing his Axe, running down the steps after her. One dead. Two dead. Three. Four. The numbers quickly rising, ah, just like the days before. Rage chasing down a ghost, looking for his sister, slaying everything in his past. But, these weren't darkspawn, they were ... human. What the hell was going on? "Cloud!" Little to be known to Riddick, his little sister had found their old friend, long presumed dead Deacon. She was running straight for her, her little voice squeaking out 'Deacon'. Too far for the male to even hear. Post Awakening Dream amp Relix Virtually three days they had been lying in wait, a copse of outlandishly well trained revolutionariness collected from the far corners of Thedas. They were given a command by their superior to straddle Denerim into submission and cripple their militia. The very instant the waxing moon crept behind the mousy haze blanketing the sky, the battalion began to advance. They were but hooded figures in the darkness, taking advantage of the obscurity given to them the clouds. The guards stationed outside of the estate were effortlessly subdued by a red headed behemoth sporting a body tainted with runes and brands. Those who escaped let the invasion known across Denerim. When the throng arrived at the grand archway a woman stepped forth. She was tall and unwavering, her aura not dark but rather, forgiving and stoic. The man who had directed the invasion stepped idly aside, his mass shaking the very earth below his soles. The Rivain remnant merely waved her fingers and in less then an instant a enormous fire had been conjured. It was destructive, not a general hue of amber but an electric blue which ate away at the wooden arch like a termite boring through an oak. The man with auburn hair jerked his head forward and tore down the vista's door with his bare hands. The revolutionaries flooded in with little to no hesitance, crying and screaming like the banshee that commanded them. A roar. A low, bear like roar fled from the maw of the tattooed man. He growled as he lunged forward, hindering men with his irregular mass and shoving them clear to the ground. There was one man they were after, all others hadn't mattered. When the way was cleared each soldier lined the terrace single file to make way for their superior ... a woman. A beautiful woman at that, one sporting her own markings and extravagant armor. She glided effortlessly forth while simultaneously avoiding the corpses of injured and dead men. "Hey! Someone grab that kid!" cried one of the rebels. Before any of the men could grab her she had somehow made it to their superior, Deacon, or as they referred to her as, Banshee. Deacon leered downward with soft hazel eyes while combating an unwanted nostalgia welling up within her. Her hands fled forth and cradled her head, gently intertwining with her elegant ringlets. It was a mode of comfort, one which baffled the men which Deacon had traveled with. One rebel, a shorter men, cried out, "We can dispose of her!" Deacon fell to silence while the behemoth crouched from behind a pillar and lobbed an iridescent scowl towards the solider. Deacon would have no such thing, she could carved out her own skull before injuring a child. Post Awakening Dream amp Relix Heart racing, mind wandering, anger steadily rising. Where was his sister? Was she harmed? Dead? 'Where are you, Liz?' The rugged male thought to himself, merely kicking over those human rebels stepped forth and tried attacking him. To the back, Riddick went. The leader would never charge front, would they? Obviously they would be easily spotted, adorned in some fancy Robe or Plate Armor. The male continued to move to the back with haste, rarely did the young girl run off like this. Hopefully, it wouldn't be her last. Would definitely be her last before he needs to leave, any other time he is in Denerim and is able to protect her, she can knock herself out. The male would simply never let her run around without a stern warning of her backside being painted red if he heard from their Aunt that she was misbehaving. She need not to worry about their Aunt then, she'd have hell to pay when Riddick would get back. He was stern, yet forgiving on some stuff. They grew up without parents, it was no use acting like her's at this stage. More of a guardian figure who let her get away with some stuff, then other's not. "Un .... hand that ... young," Riddick voice boomed, his sentence fragmented. Was the leader holding Elizabeth or threatening to harm her? "Lady." The male finished, stance shifting more to neutral then 'I'm going to kill you all if one hair on her head is even slightly crooked.' Eyes examining the figure before him, seemingly very ... very familiar. "Elizabeth, get over here." Riddick beckoned, watching her shake her head 'No' in reply. "Elizabeth, if you make me come over ther " Watching several of the figure's guards shift showing they'll attack if he steps any closer to Cloud and the girl. "No, Riddick! Look who it is!" The girl shouted as she removed her buried face from the girl's stomach. Look who it was? "Cloud, get your ass over here or I'm going to," Riddick spoke, taking a step close to the two figures, an arrow whizzing past his head. A threat, a warning. They gave him a leniency step, the next would be kill shot. Brows narrowing, Riddick look to his left .. at the archer who shot the arrow. Grip tightening on his two handed axe ... boom! Within a second, the burly axe that weighed a good hundred and eighty pounds was hurled at the Arched with ease. Learned that from the time he spent with Dwarves, why the Axe became his favorite weapon. "Now," The male spoke, voice echoing loud enough. "I am only going to take my sister, Elizabeth, if you wish to kill me then ... allow me to take her home." Post Awakening Dream amp Relix Never would she harm a child. She was somewhat confused as to why this young girl would flee to her in such a time, however, she was in no position to patronized her for her actions. There was, however, something nostalgic about her her hair, her voice, most specifically her eyes. The man aside her Goliath eyed Deacon up and down as if to ask her if she wanted the child disposed of. For some unnameable reason Deacon also found this man undoubtedly the knight commander familiar. She may have seen him during her travels but it hadn't mattered. Her hands were gentle motherly as she coaxed the child off of her pant leg and motioned for her to stay where she was. Goliath was displeased with Deacon's choice but adhered to her word without so much as a grunt of disapproval. Her eyes went dark as she watched one of her men so easily subdued by this grand human's strength. Driven by unadulterated fury she stepped forth to address the brazen man who stood alone. She ignored his plight and only shook her head to mock him. A handful of skilled archers flooded in from the upper level of the hall, knocking their arrows with acute precision whilst waiting for the mage to make her move. They were more concerned about the over sized man toting the destructive broadsword, and as they prepped their fire their bodies fell silently still. A wave composed of pure arcane essence attacked them, consuming their bodies in a firery blaze as they fell from the ledge to their deaths to the ground below. "We've come in search of the knight commander, if you'd be so kind please direct us to him." Post Awakening Dream amp Relix In search of the Knight Commander? They were looking for him? What was all this about? Riddick cocked his brow lightly, "What is it you wish to .... negotiate with the Knight Commander, rebel?" The male spoke, tone a bit concerned, if they were here to kill him .. they better take their shot now with his guard down and disarmed. The male would surely take one or two of them down with him. "He's right here!" Oh, fucking hell. God damnit, Elizabeth. The finger pointing at the male before Deacon, "Isn't that right, big brother?" The girl continued to chime, "What do you want with Rage Riddick, Deacon?" Elizabeth continued, chin digging into the stomach of the taller's female. Her eyes peering up at the formerly deceased woman. "Elizabeth, Deacon is dead, stop your heresy, someone will think you are crazy." Riddick quickly scolded, his eyes turning to the girl. "If you are looking for the Knight Commander, or rather .. soon to be Knight Commander, you are looking at this said person." Arms crossing his bold chest, stare moving to the figures shadowed face. "So, again, like I had mentioned previous," Riddick pausing for a moment, his eyes looking down to Elizabeth before roaming back up to the figure. "Allow me to take my sister back to our Aunt, then proceed to kill me .. because I do not see your reason for coming here to invade an open party without intent to kill the Knight Commander." Elizabeth simply shook her head, burying her face into the girl's stomach, little arms wrapping around the girl's torso. "Deacon! Tell him I don't need to go to bed!" The girl completely obviously to the fact that they were here to harm him. Post Awakening Dream amp Relix So this man standing before them had adopted the knight commander role? She was expecting a man with more years under his belt, not some callow warrior. But, time had told her not to underestimate her opponents and therefore she disdained any thoughts concerning his age. The amazonian woman reached for her stave which was strapped idle to her back before the child so blatantly cried her name. The very day she "returned from the dead" not even she had uttered her own name. How did this child know? With a wave of his hand Goliath waved his palm. The archers and soldiers that remained in the hall knew it meant dismissal. They did as their lieutenant asked and left as silently as they came. "I trust you will handle this," Goliath grunted. His deep, earthen voice was strong enough to shake the very foundation of the hall. "I will be waiting at our discussed weystation." Without further adieu the red headed giant disappeared beyond the building's walls leaving Deacon to face her past alone. Cloud. "Rage?" Her voice was well cast but very bewildered. She washed her jeweled hand over her starless man and rested the stray locks over her broad shoulders. There was no point trying to hide her identity if Cloud had already known who she was. Post Awakening Dream amp Relix Riddick nodded, "At a time, I was once called such," Simply because this said woman knew his name did not make him believe that she is his formerly deceased friend who helped him through thick and thin four years past. It wasn't unlikely for people all across Fereldan to know about Riddick, or by his alias, 'Rage'. Long that had been dropped from simple tactics in battle, knowledge that helped him face uncanny amount of odds with victory inevitable. There was no boastful nature about him, he single handedly saved Denerim from Darkspawn. The male had something to fight for his Sister, may seem silly now but he was doing it for Deacon. She had been slain because he, alone, wasn't strong enough to save her. There was no doubt about it, the male was full of sheer stupidity once he was known as 'Rage', rage and arrogance were a deadly brew for those who accompanied him. "It is not surprising for you to hear such a name, but, I strongly prefer to be called by my name, now." The male spoke, "Riddick, as you've heard Elizabeth over there speak," Pointing to the girl, only to see her push off of the girl's form. Turning around, stomping her feet into the ground, hands balled up as she pressed them into her hip. "Stupid head!" She shouted, shaking his head lightly, "Elizabeath, I'm sorry but I've seen Deacon's dead body .. I alone dug her grave." His eyes moving back to the figure, "I apologize, stranger .. for my little sister's actions. She is not normally like this, are you, Cloud?" The male spoke, grinning lightly as his glance moved back down to the girl. "My name is Elizabeth!" Shaking his head lightly, "And stop being dumb, stupid head! It is Deacon! I am not lying!" Turning her head toward Deacon, "Deacon, please! Tell him that it is you!" Her hand tugging on the clothing of her armor. Taking a step toward the girl, hands moving to the sides of the little girl. Pulling her from the figure, "I do apologize for this, to make up for it, I invite you and your .. lieutenant if you wish to get them to join our feast. We'll discuss the terms of your .... assassination post feast, if you wouldn't mind." Riddick would do whatever obligated to him from this shadowed figured, as long as he was able to spend another night with his sister and explain what was to happen with his Aunt. Of course she had to be told Riddick, their only supporter was going to die. Pulling Elizabeth toward him, her feeble attempt to fight him off. Only to be propped up on his shoulder as he moved toward his Axe, shaking his head lightly. Pulling it from the dead body before moving back to the woman. "Shall we?" Post Awakening Dream amp Relix "A man once broken by rage is not so broken anymore." It was difficult for Deacon to fathom the raw, unadulterated agony Riddick experienced after she feigned her death. Having to dig a grave for a close friend and bury their lifeless corpse was undoubtedly terrifying, but it was a choice Deacon had to make to reassure that there would be a future. Despite the now healthy child's pleas, Deacon could not convince this man that she was alive, not by actions alone or simple claims. She let her arms lay slack to each hip while she climbed a tiny set of gilded steps and ambled past the long, garnished table. Her elegant fingers feathered over a silver goblet and plucked it tot in her grasp. She took note of her reflection, one she had not seen in a long time. Her face was clean, no dirt or soil and her eyes were brighter then ever. At that same instant she dropped it, spilling a fresh Orlesian wine over the unsullied floor. She then stood in front of the knight commander, but an inch separating their bodies. He was ... older his aesthetics had matured and he had developed. His armor reflected his muscle mass and evidentially he'd adopted many more scars. His eyes were no longer sullen or vehement, but rather, stoic like her own. She stared in his for a long, warm moment and proceeded to circle to his side where she peered warily up at the child. "Do you remember those foul herbs I made you take?" The kindness in Deacon's voice was inviting to a child Elizabeth nodded choppily, her head following Deacon's movements as she circled Riddick. "They were horrid, weren't they. He had to take a much larger dosage then yourself after being severely injured by the orge." Deacon smiled an alluring smile, one that summoned a very eager Elizabeth down from her brother's arms and into those of Deacon who was more then willing to accept her. "We hid in that cave for many days, in darkness with little food or water. It was a time for me to reflect on how severely Ra Riddick. How severely Riddick wanted you back in his arms." Post Awakening Dream amp Relix The male's attention moved to the female who started speaking to whomever, his little sister replying with a shake of her head. No, this couldn't be Deacon. It was impossible, there was no spell in the world that could preserve her body. Though, her story was identical to what had happened in that cave. Riddick waved his hand dismissively after she spoke her little tale, Elizabeth cuddling up in the arms of the woman. Seemingly falling asleep after laying her head down against her shoulder, even though she was twelve .. she was still a big ol' baby. Just the way Riddick wanted her to stay, sure, she needed to grow up eventually but not any time soon .. not when she can still be a child. His dismissively gesture was just that, dismissing the party. Resting in the chair, was this Deacon? Guess there was only one way to find out. Waiting till all his guest had piled out from the table, leaving the three alone. His digitals pressing against each other's tips, the male's chin and mouth resting in the spot where it could. "I recall waking from this said ... over dose of this said drug." The male spoke, replying to the end of her sentence but that could've been easily passed down from someone who ran into Zander. He could've easily squealed out some details for a coin purse ... or even to move a blade from his neck. Head turning up to from his mouth, looking at the girl. "What exactly was to happen after this drug?" Referring to the little demand Rage had spoke to her. Help him release his problem because she was the one who caused it. Of course, if she didn't know this answer ... she got it from one of the four. The male never told a soul, wasn't such a 'noble' thing of his that he did in the past. Forcing a woman to help him with his said problem, the man grew up from that childish antics. Post Awakening Dream amp Relix "You became "irritated", for lack of a better term." It was a disgrace, the mess they made of the dining hall. Food spilled over the stone floor, wine staining tapestries and materials. Worst of all Deacon took note of the malignant odor emitting from both human blood and wine coming in contact with each other. She rolled her shoulders though let her fingers comb through Elizabeth's flaxen ringlets, insuring her head was resting perfectly on the crook of her neck. "You! Unhand the child and turn around!" The booming voice spilled through the entirety of the chamber, clambering to command Deacon who had so brazenly invaded their peaceful inauguration banquet. Elizabeth sensed Deacon's intentions and began clutching onto her robes desperately almost, but Deacon was successful in her actions and placed the preadolescent child on the floor near her brother. "Banshee, correct?" The woman turned only to make a face of raw distaste. This man the one which had commanded her to step away from Elizabeth had uttered her alias so brazenly. As she turned her eyes were lit with the reflection of many men, each heavily armed with brandished weapons and sour battle faces. The man which stepped forth in front of them was tucking away a piece of parchment within his vestment. "Hands where we can see them, mage. You're not to bed trusted." Immediately Deacon's expression went flat. She faced the commander and raised her hands over her head at his behest, standing perfectly still. The commander took note of her clothing they were tailored extremely well but he was not accustomed to a mage wearing leggings as they were generally seen wearing simple robes. "Knight commander Riddick. This is a document from Tevinter Imperium stating that if this woman is to be captured, she is to be questioned and put to death shortly after. I take it I don't need to reinform you of this, but, we should arrest her now before the rebels return." Post Awakening Dream amp Relix "You have what document, jailor?" Riddick's voice boomed, stopping him dead in his tracks as the figure moved to try an touch the girl. He still was on the fence about her being Deacon, but, the .. whole thing was about right. Rage, at that time, was a tad bit irritated. "Sir?" The jailor spoke, a bit baffled. "Your document, I wish to see it. Given that I am going to be Knight Commander, you are ordered to give me this document from Tevinter Imperium. Until you are to do so, she shall stay here in my watch. Run along now." Riddick quickly explained to the ill advised jailor, why was such a document kept from him? Shouldn't he be aware as well? It took the Jailor another twenty minutes to return with the paper, walking around the table toward the Knight Commander, eyes fixated on the Mage. "Here you are, sir." Tone a bit dull, he was embarrassed in front of the one that he was ordered to make sure didn't escape. Too bad for him, Riddick had authority over what was to happen. For him to take her in for 'questioning' wasn't going to sit well when the male hadn't finished out what he wanted to know. Pushing himself up from the chair, Elizabeth having crawled her way up into Deacon's arms after the male jailor walked away. Turning to the fire, the male read over the document. A woman named 'Banshee' is ordered to be captured for leaked information about the attempted assassination on the Knight Commander. "Whom leaked this said information?" Riddick spoke lightly, "I don't see her rebels leaking such, so, who did, Jailor?" "Sir, I don't know, sir." Stumbling over a few chairs as he took a step backwards. Paper being crumbled up in the hands of the Knight Commander. "Well, I don't see anyone but you, myself and my younger sister here. Do you, Jailor?" "Sir .. ?" The paper being tossed into the fire, burning quickly. "I said I only see three people standing at this table right now. Not the fourth." Riddick's voice boomed, a bit agitated in needing to repeat himself. "No, sir, just us three, sir." Turning to face 'Deacon' 'Banshee' whomever this person was in front of him, "Well, did you know about such leaked information? Because, if you are whom Elizabeth believes you are, I would like to know how in the world you are even standing before me. I buried the Deacon I knew four years ago, how can someone look identical to her?"

['Zander', 'Riddick']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/112204/

Star Wars College AU (Solo & Sabre)

College is expensive. This is something Rey knew in her head, in her bones, in every second of her day when she considered attending one of the top engineering schools in the world. She hadn t actually considered that she d get in, nor that her student visa to move from the UK to the US would get approved. Yet here she was, a sophomore with a full class load and a 4.0. She d done her math what felt like a thousand times when her acceptance letter came in, crunched the numbers of attending so often they seemed imbedded behind her eyelids even when she closed them. With her scholarship, grants, financial aid, and savings itshouldhave been enough.Half the problem with American schools, as she would come to find, is that they tacked on a good dozen or so fees you didn t know about until the bill was received. Oh, that and the fact that a bunch of nameless college officials could get together every year and decide to jack up the prices what they considered a reasonable number to compensate for inflation. Funny how that didn t effect or raise scholarship though, or change the fact that the federal minimum wage hadn t risen more than a quarter over the last few years. Funny.With a student visa, Rey could not do traditional work and she damn sure wasn t about to risk losing everything working under the table. That fact, coupled with the outrageous 4k a semester for board and another 4k for a meal plan on top of regular school and living expenses left her little choice but to pile a work study on top of her overflowing plate. She should count her lucky stars she even qualified for it.Funny that, the American concept that students could demonstrate need for financial aid but not be needful enough to meet an seemingly arbitrary threshold set by the government.She stood in the quiet study room in the upper left wing of the library, outrageously early, and too nervous to sit. Her supplies were laid out neatly on the table and she preened at her tucked in button up, hoping she looked the part. It was late in the season, there was only one student in need, and yet her advisor was oddly reluctant to give her even that. Were they really so hard out on money that a few hours of minimum wage a week was too much for a student in need to ask? Maybe they think I ll be terrible at teaching. Her eyebrows knitted together as she pushed the insecure thought away and straightened her uncomfortable name tag. She knew the subject like the back of her hand being a bad teacher shouldn t be possible. Why he was even required to take higher level math courses, he didn t know he was going to be graduating the following spring with a dual major in political science and English literature, on the fast track to accepting an internship with one of the city s top law firms upon completion of his degree and entrance into grad school but it had been arbitrarily placed upon him as a requirement, and that was when he found out his skills in math had deteriorated greatly since high school. He d always been passable at it, but not skilled to the point of being able to pursue a career in something less volatile , as his mother had put it, but as he d paid less attention to his entry level requirement math classes and more attention to things that would actually help him with his degree, he d found his Calculus grade suffering to the point that they were threatening to fail him. If he didn t pass the class, he wouldn t be able to get his degree, and the firm would rescind their invitation, and then He wouldn t allow himself to dwell on that. The insecurities that had long since plagued him, drilled into him from childhood by a family that seemed far more successful than he could ever hope to be, would not take this chance to strike out on his own away from him. With his tail between his legs, he d gone to his professor, who had sent him along with a hastily written phone number for someone the professor had called Ray . So, on a Thursday night when he should have been working on his thesis or getting a head start on the predicted graduate courses, sneak peeks fed to him by Professor Holdo, who had taken a shine to him even though he was Han and Leia s son rather than because of it, he was making the trek to the library, a place he hadn t spent time in since he was a sophomore himself. Already in a foul mood, in no temperament to be spending time with some snot nosed underclassman who thought himself to be an expert in the subject, probably someone with just as little social experience as him which would be his only saving grace he could probably brashly shove his way through the interactions, his gruff tone and intimidating stature enough to bully the sure to be nerd into getting him up to snuff and passable. When he was met with the sight of a petite brunette with her things spread out on the table his tutor had directed him to, his scowl only deepened. Excuse me, he barked as he plunked his backpack onto one of the chairs, taking another and pulling it out far enough to make space for his six foot three frame. You re in my spot. I m meeting someone here, so why don t you go work on your Communications 101 homework somewhere else? Rey still wasn t sitting, but considering her petite statue and the above average height of the conference table she didn t have to do much leaning. Luckily the university had not changed versions of her calculus book out for the newest year, so she needn t buy another, in fact she could have sold this one back to put a bit of cash in her pocket were it not for every available margin being filled with her notes. She held a highlighter, still capped, between her index and middle finger as she used it to guide her reading along her meticulously taken notes that she d written just a hair too tiny for comfort in effort to fit them all in.In came big foot, stomping or rather, just awfully heavy on the hollow sounding floor and throwing his bag around like he owned the place. If he was anything like the majority of the student body his parents very likelydidown some part of the school and he was acting like an entitled brat because of it.Chances are, if hewas one of those my parents paid my way to ivy league students he d be picking her apart with his eyes in seconds. That old money always seemed to see the age of her clothing, no matter how pressed and pristine, and the callouses and scars on her hands as if they were fresh and inflamed.Rey was already on the defensive in her head. Outwardly, she forced a stiff smile as she lifted the cover of her text book and tapped her high lighter to it. Calculus, first through fourth. She corrected then pointed that same highlighter towards the laminated sheet on the door. I know you may not be aware of the change, but this conference room is now schedule based use instead of open use. You will need to schedule with the library admin forty eight hours in advance if you want a two hour time block. This one is mine, and I m afraid there will not be enough room for both you and my student. Then she took her seat, emphasizing her claim.It was true that there would be enough room, probably, maybe there was another chair if he moved his damn backpack. The room was already on the small side, probably a broom closet or storage space before they converted it. His size made it feel smaller, cramped even. Rey s eyes ran over him, dark hair, disgruntled expression, looking like he might have just eaten something sour and slumping a little. Was the table too short or did he have bad posture? And why was he so prickly?Suddenly, something clicked a brief memory of her advisor muttering something about a prickly boy and good luck be with her while she walked out of her cubicle after procuring the one and only student available. Her eyes finally met his. You re my student. She breathed, the statement pulling all of her tension out along with it as if it were a sigh. She visibly softened too, maybe even slouched a little. A little. My name is Rey, but you probably knew that already. I wasn t given your name on account of some student privacy policy or because Ms. Kanata thought I would harass you for homework a pause, as Rey turned a thought around in her head a few times. which if you do have some of your homework with you I d like to look it over, along with any notes you ve taken. Especially on anything you don t understand. The confused expression etched into his face only deepened as she continued to speak, caramel eyes squinting as he attempted to figure out just who this girl thought she was. If she was anyone to be known, he would already know her it wasn't that he was popular around campus, but he was certainly well known. Hell, an entire wing of campus was named in his mother's honor, the family long since making donations to its alumni fund whether under the Organa name or the Skywalker name of his grandparents. That, combined with his volatile personality and academic standing, had led to most students at least knowing of him and likely knowing to steer clear of needling him into one of his infamous rages. This girl was doing quite the opposite, though, taking a seat opposite him as though she could merely tell him to leave and he'd obey, continuing her falsely confident statements until a metaphorical light bulb illuminated over her head. She introduced herself Rey, not Ray, and he smacked himself mentally for not asking for more details from the professor, thinking the location of the conference room would be enough for him to ferret out the nervous looking student who had been bribed into taking him on as a tutoring client and his scowl turned to an expression of disbelief, of suspicion. He had always been far too expressive with his emotions, unable to contain them to the point of not having a poker face, and around the girl Rey, he had to struggle to correct himself, she'd more than established at least the respect for using her name rather than a dismissive term that certainly didn't seem to change. "You're saying you're the calculus expert Maz told me about?" he clarified, his shock evident in his tone. How could this girl she looked barely old enough to be enrolled as a freshman, let alone the minimum sophomore age required to take the slightly advanced course be that good, so good that she'd been given him as a student when he was going to be graduating the following semester? And how didn't she know his name? Surely, Maz had given her some sort of warning, he thought, until he considered the situation further and realized that of course, she hadn't. Maz was a brilliant woman, but she was manipulative, more than even him, and he could see her leaning back in her chair at her desk and cackling at the fact that she'd thrown the girl to the wolves. Still, Maz was one of the people close to his parents that he trusted to know what she was talking about, and if she'd assigned Rey to him, she clearly thought she could handle him. He'd show her otherwise, if he had anything to do with it. Leaning back further in his chair, he tipped it off its front legs so he could lean it back slightly, his arm resting on the table behind him to aid his balance. "Look, isn't teaching me this shit your job? I wouldn't be coming to you if I was doing the homework well, and I doubt you could even read my writing, let alone decipher the way I take notes. I'm sure you have to have some sort of course prepared or they wouldn't let you tutor, so let's see what you've got." Pausing, he studied her, before offering one hand for her to shake. "Ben Organa Solo, by the way. You should probably know that by now if you pay attention on campus at all." He looked downright confused by her. Her assertiveness perhaps? Unwillingness to bow to bullying when she knew she was in the right? Rey was proud of her ability to stand firm, especially with how often she d metaphorically broken her back in the past bowing to others out of necessity. If his confusion had stayed steady she d be chuffed and start preening her collar again, but then came the disbelief and following suspicion and then he just had to saythat. Yes. No qualifiers, or justifying herself. Her voice was flat, the look in her hazel eyes equally so. Being a woman, and young one at that while looking youngerstillthan she was due to her slight frame she knew she didn t look the part. She got the same looks and suspicious questioning in robotics club and whenever she volunteered at the local garage. Rey should be use to having to prove herself. Familiarity didn t stop the sensation of pins pricking up her spine at the thought of being underestimated.He tilted back in his chair and the thoughts Pompous and Brat rang in her head while she schooled her expression into one of cool neutrality. She listened to him, but her eyes diverted as she opened the textbook and orange binder to the current pages, her tongue pressed hard to the roof of her mouth as she formulated what should have been a icy reply until he cut her train of thought off by introducing himself. She looked back up to his offered hand massive, elegant, far less blemished than her own and gave him a firm and respectable handshake.His name tickled two sources of familiarity: the first being the overheard whispers of Terrifying. and Unstable delinquent. and maybe even a little Destruction of school property sprinkled here and there from guys in her robotics club. The second source was the last name Organa. No way the name of one of the biggest alumni contributors with their name stamped on half a building was a common one.So hewasone those.Ugh. And now what? He was trusting his name and reputation to precede him, for her to roll out the red carpet and fall on her knees and beg for his good graces and connections?She blinked, a beat passing that felt felt like a big question mark had formed over her head while she feigned a look of blank confusion, like she d never heard that name before in her life. Riighht I don t pay mind to gossip or student forums. Nice to meet you Ben Organa Solo. She tapped her highlighter against the page of the text book, drawing attention back to it. Moving on. Teaching is actually you and your teachers responsibility, I m here to help you understand the material. Understanding is different, because it s personal. She gave him a pointed look but the gold tin sitting beside her supplies caught her eye. She d almost forgotten it. I do have a lesson plan. It covers from chapter one to twenty, and at this point in the semester you re probably on chapter thirteen. Reviewing chapter thirteen with you doesn t do you any good because calculus is cumulative and failing it now means you didn t understand one of the chapter prior to it. I need to know which one. Rey grabbed the tin, snapping it open with a metallic sound before placing the lid under it. The large and slightly misshapen snickerdoodle cookies within were exceptionally aromatic. Extra cinnamon. She slid the tin across the table to him. I need to see your homework and your notes. It will save you time, since I won t have to start from the first chapter. Unless she narrowed her eyes at him.Pompous. Entitled. There was a good chance he had been coasting through the majority of his classes on the downright bribery of his parents. The school had only recently started cracking down on that kind of thing after multiple student reports of it had blown up on social media. Unless you haven t done any of the work and we need to start from the beginning regardless. At the very least, he d give it to her that she had a firm handshake. It reminded him a bit too much of his mother for comfort, diplomatic, but with an icy edge, like she was giving off the air of respect but deep down was plotting his murder. He wouldn t put it past the resourceful girl to know where to hide a body. My parents would love her flitted through his mind, and he brushed it away with a bitter scowl. Of course, they would, he thought they d love any kid more than their own, especially one that seemed so like them. Whereas Ben had been moody, isolating, and downright contrary from the start not from the start, of course, but they d tell the story that way, and who was he to correct them? he could tell this girl was full of fire. Not many would stand up to him and remain unscathed to tell the tale, and while it had angered him at first, it morphed into a sort of intrigue. Everyone had a breaking point, everyone could be pushed so far as to rise to battle with him he just had to find hers. Benjamin Organa Solo never did back away from a challenge. It wasn t in his blood. He eyed the tin suspiciously as she slid it across the table, reaching out to pick one up and holding it away from his face to scrutinize it as though it were going to bite him. They smelled delicious, but he wasn t in the habit of accepting food from strangers, as nice as this one seemed. One bad drug test could threaten his spot on the water polo team, and considering he had recently been made captain and he knew the team couldn t succeed without him along with the fact that it allowed him to humanely let out his aggression, whether that be by training or by fouling when the referees weren t watching he had to be skeptical of everything he consumed. Thankfully, he had turned twenty two that year, and as such wouldn t be penalized for alcohol, or he might have gone insane. There s nothing in these, is there? he questioned, bringing it closer to his face to sniff before holding it away again, eventually setting it down on top of one of his unused notebooks. Letting his chair fall back down so that all four legs connected with the floor, a loud clunk resounding in the quiet hall, he leaned forward to study her. Well, if I m gonna be paying you, I might as well get my money s worth, he said with a slight shrug of one shoulder. Start from the beginning. I d hate to see you make a lesson plan for nothing, he teased her, his emphasis on the words only sounding mocking. Rey watches Ben with her peripheral as she flips through her binder. He was so,soprickly and she knew she should be annoyed with him. She could be,would be, so red in the face and practically barking at him now if she had let her temper flare but she didn t. He was frustrating sure, mostly in a way that made her want to grab his broad shoulders and shake him until he listened to her. Of course he was also incredibly entertaining,stimulatingeven, his verbal jabs lighting up her brain like she was working on something mechanical. Maybe she should join the debate team?He looks at her cookie with such suspicion, and when he implies shes laced it with drugs and gives it a sniff she can t help the way her lips quirk upwards and an undignified snort leaves her nose. His paranoia is comical. Oh yes She mocks, abruptly reaching across the table and snatching a cookie from the tin. my cookies are full of a brain stimulating drug called sugar. Not to mention cinnamon, flour, a pinch of salt and an unhealthy amount of butter. Then to satisfy some weird urge to, what flex her metaphorical nuts? She isn t sure, but she shoves the entire cookie in her mouth in one go. Which was a mistake because she can t quite look at him with her mouth full without the threat of laughing and spitting snickerdoodle all over her books.Her throat bobs when she swallows, the too big bite stinging on the way down though she manages not to show it.The way he mentions paying her catches Rey s ear, throwing all prior processing thoughts out the window as she suddenly feels tugged in two different directions. She needs the money, of that she is certain, and him paying her plus the meager amount she is getting paid by the school means she could easily double her income for tutoring without the extra effort. There was the option to let him remain under the impression that he was the one paying her, but was the risk worth it?Her teeth click together as she makes her decision, her stomach pulling itself into a deft knot in her middle. You won t be paying my anything, Ben. Im doing this as part of my work study. Ultimately the risk is too much and he is too well known. Her student visa could easily be invalidated if the school or anyone else found out she was double dipping or working under the table.He teases her, and she should bite back, but the brief thought of losing everything she had worked so hard for sombers her exponentially. Okay, then let s start with chapter one. I have my guideline here she taps the handwritten pages of her binder. It mostly a review of algebra three and a refresher of how to read equations. We can easily cover it and chapter two today to reinforce your calculus foundation. Rey commences the lesson, and at some point during the two hours they are together she gets tired of passing books back and force and slides her chair and all of her supplies up next to him instead. He ll find that she actually pretty good at explaining things, and intuitive enough to know when he has questions he neglects to ask. She never takes a break from being difficult, but maybe that s a good thing. When they finally get to the first set of simple problems she won t leave him alone until he works them in front of her and then when she looks them over she explains when he s wrong. It s almost worse when he s right, because then she won t let him have it until he provides an in depth explanation as to why his work is right.Rey has a whole lot of high expectations, she even gives Ben homework. Then she ll stress that he shows his work until her eyes are twitching and she s blue in the face.Somehow, she manages to never insult his intelligence and when he deserves her praises, she gives it in subtle abundance. When Ben had been informed that he would need a tutor to bump up his grade no longer able to skate by on athletic performance, money, or name value he had initially been reluctant, to say the least. At best, he had figured that he would be able to bully the kid through doing all his work and schmooze his way through the final exam after all, even though the school had told him that money wasn t a way to get by anymore, there was a price for everything, and he d be willing to find it if it meant leaving college behind and finally starting off in the working world. He had spent his whole life watching his mother use her Skywalker lineage and watching his father lie and charm to get what they wanted why couldn t he do the same? But as the tutoring session went on, he found that he liked spending time with the girl, something he hadn t been able to say about anyone in well, he couldn t remember how long it had been. He tolerated most people in his life, but that was mainly because they had something beneficial to offer him his parents for their money, his teammates for their collective athletic success, his mentor for his ability to give Ben a boost in the corporate world based on what he did rather than who he was. This girl didn t know who he was and didn t seem to give a damn, and she intrigued him with her mix of attitude and gracelessness. Watching her shove the entire cookie in her mouth as though it would fit, stubbornly chewing and swallowing it even though he could tell she was struggling not to spit it out, was endearing. So, instead of arguing and lashing out well, he did a bit of that, but that was to be expected if she wasn t going to drop her attitude, he wasn t either, even if he was acutely aware that he had been the one to start things off on a combative front he put his nose to the books and did the work, although clumsily at first. By the end of the lesson, he found that he could work through equations he hadn t bothered with trying before, pleasantly surprised that it came naturally to him. It was a frustrating and exhausting endeavor, with her constantly pointing out his mistakes, but at the end of the lesson, he found himself with a better understanding of the subject than when he walked in, which was enough of an improvement for him to consider the day a success. In fact, he found himself disappointed when their lesson ended, an alert on his phone ringing to warn him that he had only a half hour until water polo practice. Shit, he muttered, silencing his phone as it blared incessantly from his pocket. Gotta run. Practice, he offered her in way of an explanation as he stood, messily shoving his things into his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder. Hurriedly, he scribbled his number down on a piece of scrap paper, sliding it over the table to her with a half smile. Let me know when we need to do this again, okay? I ll try and make time. With that, he jogged from the library, taking the steps from the upper wing two at a time. Over the next few weeks, he and Rey found themselves establishing a civil rapport, often littered with the bickering that had made their first meeting so memorable, but ending on a relatively unbothered note, save from the time he d met up with her after a particularly tough meeting with his mentor. Snoke meant well, Ben knew, and he only expected more than Ben could give to challenge him and prepare him for the workplace, but that didn t mean that it didn t get tiring going from one person insinuating he was stupid to the next, and he d had a minor blow up at Rey due to pent up stress. He d gruffly apologized by the end of it, but he knew she was likely still bothered, so he d made a note to at least try to be nice at their next session. On his way to another meeting with Snoke, Ben s car, a sleek, black, brand new Mercedes S Class, began sputtering, and he smacked the steering wheel as he pulled it into the parking lot of a grocery store, getting out and yelling in frustration as he saw the smoke coming from under the hood. After placing a call to the dealership he d purchased it from only to find that they didn t have any appointments open he d reamed out the poor receptionist, dropping at least three instances of do you know how much I spent on this car? in their conversation he flipped through dealerships on his phone, placing a call to the first one that would take it. Once he had it set, he rode with the tow truck to the dealership, only staying long enough to toss his credit card over the counter and tell them to do what they had to before hopping in an Uber. Snoke had been furious that Ben was late to the meeting, berating him for everything from not prioritizing his time down to buying the wrong car even though Ben had purchased the model he d told him to and he was exhausted by the time he made it back to the mechanic shop to pick up his car. Dark circles rimmed his eyes and his hair was a mess when he walked through the doors, striding to the counter and tapping his fingers on the counter as he waited for someone to bring his keys to him. At first glance the mechanic shop entrance was empty of any of the actual mechanics, and on top of that there was no bell on the counter or way to alert the men inside the auto bay. The bell on the door should have done that , but upon further inspection there was a rather noisy heater pointed out the open door just behind the counter that masked the noise. That doorway gave an open view of the shop garage. Red, the elder gentlemen that had taken Ben s car in that morning sat in the corner on a ragged looking shop stool nursing a black tumbler of coffee? Tea? From the looks of him and the rosiness of his cheeks it was probably alcohol. A handsome and familiar fellow stood to his right, leaning back against the cluttered counter and flipping a tool from hand to hand, and a little bit further down there was a thin and mousy looking blond man hunched over an old computer. By all appearances they were standing around shooting the shit rather than actually working on the vehicle beside them.If Ben got any closer he could overhear the group of lazy mechanics and see that there was in fact someone working on his car, though they weren t much more than a pair old brown boots from that angle, scuffed to hell and covered in oil stains. I m telling you the engines shot. The blond calls over his shoulder, and Rey thinks she might just kill him. The mechanic shop is her happy place, a place for her to unwind and curse and be who she really is when she s not at school or tutoring or trying to look like some kind of perfect foreign citizen. She loves it so much she volunteers simply because she can t actually work here. No it s not, Skeeter, you ripe plonker! The fuel injector is just clogged beyond Christ! You think a car this beautiful would get regular maintenance. It s a weird kind of love, because her and the guys do nothing but argue and they definitely take advantage of the free labor and spend all of their time fucking around while she s actually fixing things. It s part of the charm. She kind of feels like she s back in foster care, bickering with the rest of the dirty nameless children. Yeah I m gonna order that engine No! Rey is practically vibrating with anger, but she never stops being careful with the piece of equipment she s holding on to underneath the car as she cleans it with a soft brush dipped in some sort of corrosive fluid. You just wanna charge fifteen thousand for an engine replacement, drop it in and call it a day, but I ve already replaced the coolant tank and when I finish cleaning this fuel injector this machine will run likes it fresh off the lot. Replacing the engine without doing that will have it down and truly out in less than month. We don t even need an engine! She s finished, she covered in muck carbon, she thinks, these new expensive models of the s class seem to build it up faster than any old clunker. There should be a recall. Now she s just holding the heavy weight of it above her so she doesn t jostle anything loose before she can screw the pieces of it back on. She reaches out with her free hand to where she keeps her perfectly laid collection of tools in the order she already knows she ll need them. Except now there s one missing. Where my socket wrench? Rey feels around a little more, confirming the missing 10mm wrench, and she already knows who took it. DAMERON!! You bloody wanker! Where d you take my fucking wrench? And it s like she s pulled a string on his back, because next thing she knows he s all charm and stupid smiles and she can t see them but she knows it s there as he leans close to the car but just out of reach. Relax, sweetheart and in the background there is the distinct garbled sound of Red choking on his drink when Rey growls,growls! at Poe from underneath the vehicle. Red and Skeeter feels like they should step in, because damn Dameron s making a very bad decision right before their very eyes, but they don t. I m right here. You don t need to yell. Here s your precious socket wrench. He drops the tool into her open hand and as soon as it connects Rey s kicking her feet in his direction, trying to get a solid connected kick in but he s already slipping away from her. So she curses him instead. You goddamn short, dodgy, salad tossing, bell end! When I m done mounting this fuel injector I m going unmount your stupid balls, stick them up your sphincter dry, and then I m gonna kick your ass again! She yelling, so much that her voice echos a little in the concrete space. Skeeter is snickering. I m starting to think you like it, D. The reddening of Poe s ears is tell enough to make the other two men break down laughing.Rey slides herself and the dirty rolling creeper she s laying on out from underneath the car. She wears brown pants and a ribbed off white tank, not that the color of those things is discernible at all considering the amount of stains. She s absolutely filthy, covered in black muck and oil, some of that oil from the car and some of it that is most definitely hers from all the sweating she s done today. She turns the towel previously draped around her neck to its slightly cleaner side and uses it to wipe her sweaty face, and she s only about mid face wipe when she freezes. In that moment her eyes lock with the must be owner of the car, her student, and someone she would rather never see her out of the most professional attire. Honestly, she d rather be caught with her pants down than in the state she s in now. Upon walking into the mechanic s, Ben hadn t thought the day could get any more irritating. It had been a long day, stretching over thirteen hours from when he d left his townhouse to when he d gone to pick up his car, and most of it had been spent with his mentor alternating breathing down his neck and berating him for his supposed shortcomings. It wasn t that he wasn t used to it quite the contrary, considering he d dealt with it from his parents growing up, then his uncle, then Snoke, so it was more of a constant than anything else in his life but it did tend to wear him out, and if the bags under his eyes or his trademark slouch worsening by the second didn t sell him out, his attitude surely would. Not that he was pleasant to begin with but exhausted, he was even more of a force to be reckoned with. He tapped the desk once, twice, three times, before his eyes darted towards a pen on the counter. After drumming it on the surface a few times, he lifted it and stared at it for a few moments before aiming it like a paper airplane and chucking it into the shop if that didn t get someone s attention, he was going to jump the counter and demand it, but just as the object left his hand, his eyes connected with one of the mechanics as they pulled a towel down their face revealing Rey s face, which thankfully was not the one hit by the flying pen. Ow, god damn it, who the fuck Poe sputtered, picking up the pen and storming towards the front of the shop, his face breaking out in a smarmy grin as he came face to face or as close to it as he could, with their six inch height difference with Ben. Fucking Dameron, Ben groaned, rolling his eyes as he stepped back from the counter, having to ball his fists underneath his armpits as he crossed his arms over his chest to keep himself from lashing out and punching him. Of course, he had to deal with Dameron. Poe Dameron, asshole extraordinaire, son of his parents best friends and everything his parents had ever wanted in a son, stood before him, looking ridiculous with an ink smear on his forehead being the only mar on his otherwise perfect tanned face. No grease or sweat stained him, proof that he was there more to mess around than he was to work, which was a perfect description of the older version of the kid Ben had grown up spiking the punch at his parents functions with. To say they had grown apart during high school would be an understatement they d gone so far in their separate ways that if Ben jumped across the counter to punch him, it wouldn t be the first time and it likely wouldn t be the last. Is that any way to talk to the guy who has your precious gas guzzler up on a lift right now? Poe teased with a smirk, leaning back against the half wall that divided the cramped office with the shop in the back. Eyes narrowing, Ben stepped to the counter again, gesturing back towards the other mechanics, including Rey. You don t have my car on a lift, they do, because I guarantee you wouldn t dare get your manicure dirty, Ben growled as he motioned for Poe to move to the side. Now get someone out here so I can pay for my repairs. I don t trust you with my credit card. You left it with us, Benny. You re lucky Rey here stopped us. Not that often we get a special snowflake AmEx black in here. We coulda charged you for a brand new car and you probably wouldn t have noticed, Poe teased, but as Ben made a half hearted swipe for him, he laughed and darted into the back. He s all yours, sunshine, Poe sang as he wrapped his arms around the shoulders of the other two men, disappearing towards the back of the shop. Ben was seething. He swore he saw red as he clenched his eyes shut and took a deep breath to calm himself down. When he reopened them, he stepped back from the counter again. Can I please just get my car and go home? he called to Rey, the pleasantry sounding anything but. Rey feels like she s frozen in time, somehow gaping with her mouth closed as Poe talks to Ben and she can t really hear what they re saying to one another but she does now know two things: One, the two men know each other but judging by the body language they are exchanging it s not the friendly sort of relationships, and two when Ben crosses his long arms so far across his chest his hands are in his arm pits he kind of looks like a dying spider, which is weird imagery but whoop there it is.Ben swipes at Poe, who is so much more slippery than people give him credit for, and he skips back in to the garage with that stupid grin on his face before grabbing the other two mechanics. Rey doesn t register what he says next but she does very clearly get the tone when Ben yells across the shop to her. Can I please just get my car and go home? There s a pause, where she considers her option and she really doesn t want to go out there and give him an even better view of her being the mess that she is, but she also realizes that sending drunk, moron, or smarm, is just going to make the situation even worse.Rey stands abruptly and goes to the counter, collecting the coolant tank that looks more like a child s rubber coin pouch now than an actual car part. She stops and tosses the keys to one of the mechanics. Skeeter, bring his car around. Don t let Poe do it. Skeeter solutes her and Poe deflates a little. They all kind of leer at her, watching her like she s some kind of doe going into the lions den when she steps out of the garage into the shop.She isn t keen on letting the guys eavesdrop, so she stops at the door and kicks the heater holding it open to the side. It slams shut behind her.Her eyes haven t quite met Ben yet, she plops the hunk of plastic on the counter and is typing away on the computer in front of him, one hand occasionally coming up to push her the hair that has come out of her ponytail to the side. When she does look up what she see gives her pause.Ben looks... exhausted. She s seen him on a bad day before and been on the receiving end of his usual grumpiness more than once. He had been especially disgruntled and a jerk to her during their last tutoring session, which she s still sore from. There are bags under his eyes, his hair is mussed, his clothes look like he s been sitting in the same position fordays, and she s beginning to worry if he s even slept since the last time she saw him. The printer whirs to life behind her. I m going to make this as quick as possible, but there are some things you need to know. Her voice is soft, even, she decided not to be combative or poke the bear . Her hands fold over the opaque white piece of plastic on the counter. This is your coolant tank and as you can see, it pretty much exploded. There are two caps here And she points out the two yellow caps but taps the one on the left for emphasis. one needs to be tight and the other needs to be loose. Whoever serviced your car last tightened them all the way so when your car started to over heat there wasn t anywhere for the steam to go and the tank swelled to the point of bursting, hence the smoke. I had to replace it, and you re pretty lucky your engine didn t catch fire. She turns around, quickly collecting the stack of papers from the printer that includes his receipt and a diagram that she lays out on the counter. She grabs a red marker and circles a few things on it as she explains them. Your car overheated because your fuel injector was clogged, and I cleaned that out, but it was clogged so prematurely because the bridge that connects it to the engine is shoddy. We can replace it, but that isn t going to do you any good when the only replacement available is the factory part that has the same problem since you ll have to replace it oh, let s say every three to four months until Mercedes finally recalls it in two years. She shows him the receipt too, itemized for everything that s been done. It s actually fair and to the point in comparison to what it could have been. There s a note at the bottom. I ve recommended here that you get the fuel injector cleaned each time you get the car serviced. Insist on it if you have to, otherwise it ll damage your engine over time. Finished up, she shuffles the paper in to a neat stack and prepares to give it to him. But she doesn t, she s just there looking at him with it resting in her hands.Ben looks sotired and like he s slowly sinking into the floor with how heavy is slouch is getting. Driving while fatigued is almost as impairing as drunk driving, and the thought of him getting hurt on his way home ties her stomachs up in knots.She ll blame it on worry, on being frazzled, on just being plain stupid when her next whim tumbles right out of her mouth before she can stop it. Can I drive you home? She cringes internally the second it s out of her mouth. It s genuine, concerned. It sounds like the wrong thing to say too, the kind of thing that will rub him the wrong way one iota too far and he ll snap. She goes stiff all over, bracing herself as she finally offers up his receipt. With the others retreating into the back, his anger slowly subsides, but he can feel it still churning inside him, only tampered down by the waves of exhaustion that crash against him. All his limbs feel like they re made of cement, and he finds himself resting one forearm against the counter to keep himself propped up. If he lets go, he doesn t know if his legs have enough left in them to hold him up all he wants to do is go home and crash until he needs to be up for class in the morning. Totaling the hours up in his head, if he skips breakfast and orders something at the caf outside the English building in between morning classes, he can manage around seven hours that s if he can get out of there relatively quickly, something he finds he s not going to do in as little time as he wants when Rey starts talking. He tries to focus on her words really, he does, and he manages to absorb some of them but he s grateful that she s also jotting her notes down on the papers in front of her. At the very least, he can present them to the next mechanic when he takes his car in for the next check, though after all the trouble he s gone through with it that day and how disparaging Rey is in her comments about it, he s half tempted to take the thing back and trade it in for something more reliable. There had to be something flashy enough to satisfy Snoke and still be something that wouldn t leave him stranded before his meetings maybe he d ask Rey about it when he started being able to form coherent sentences again. As it stands, all that he manages to do is nod as she speaks, finally taking a second pen and scribbling his signature on the copy of the receipt she would need to keep. It s nothing like his normal elegant handwriting, but he doesn t trust himself to write anything halfway legible if he has to focus on it for more than a few seconds, so the scribble would have to do. It s only when she blurts out an offer to drive him home, hurried and almost tinged with regret, that his head snaps up to really look at her. Despite being just as disheveled as he is, while he must look dead on his feet she s quite the opposite, glowing with happiness even as she looks him over with concern. He can tell she s in her element there, covered with grease and in clothes that he can t even tell what color they were originally but they surely aren t that color anymore, and he briefly wonders when the last time was that he felt that happy. Despite focusing on it for an abnormally long time, he comes up with nothing. I I don t want to bother you, he mumbles, trying to pick up the stack of papers but dropping them back onto the counter as soon as he tries to tighten his grip, his muscles in his hands going slack instead. Pawing at them, he manages to shuffle them back into a somewhat organized stack, tucking them in between his bicep and his side instead. On second thought Maybe it s a good idea. It isn t a good idea, and he knows that he should just take an Uber home and have another bring him back in the morning to pick up his vehicle, but that would add on more time spent waiting for the cars and another stranger he d have to force at least marginal interaction with, and he thinks he s maxed his quota out for both those things with the day he s had. Can we leave now? he asks hopefully. I don t know when your shift is over but I really need to get home. Ben doesn t yell at Rey. She stays cringing for a few moments more, just in case. Instead he mumbles and answer to her, which is incredibly jarring for someone that s never heard him do anything less than perfectly annunciate each word. Her downcast gaze snaps back up to him, her hazel eyes wide as she stares at him rather dumbly for a moment.He accepts her offer, sort of, and shes gaping because this is not the path she expected this interaction to take at all. She shoves the niggling little voice in the back of her head back where she can t hear it. It doesn t matter what she expected, this is where she is now. I m a volunteer, I can leave whenever I want. Rey grabs her old brown coat from under the desk and shrugs it on. It isn t pretty, stained from years of use and covered in carefully mended holes and patches, but it s much cleaner than her shirt and she would absolutely hate to get oil anywhere on the pristine interior of his car. She comes to stand beside Ben, not quite touching him but standing close. She hovers like a mother would around a newly walking toddler, prepared to catch him. He s got a foot and probably eighty pounds on her, and strong as she is she doesn t think she could hold him up if he falls, but she could at least break his fall. Let s go. Maybe maybe uh, concentrate on staying upright. Here, I ll get the door. She takes tentative steps away and opens the door for him. It chilly and dark outside. Rey s breath is immediately visible but just past that is the steam rising from his car, already on and waiting for him in the parking lot with Skeeter leaning against the driver side door.Rey hovers next to him the entire trip to the car, gently steering if she needs to. It s unlike her to fret so much or be over protective. She tries not to dwell on it, but she can t breath a sigh of relief until he s safely sitting in the passenger side seat, however long it actually takes him to get there.Skeeters eyes are bugging behind his coke bottle glasses when she asks him for the keys. You re seriously gonna drive this guy home? He doesn t say it, but there s an unasked question of whether she s sure that s safe for her to do, Rey glowers at him and snatches the keys from his hand without asking again. I am. Consider me signed off for the night too. You know him? He s a friend. Ooh I see. You don t see a damn thing Skeeter. Get your eyes checked. And with that Rey butts him out of the way.She gets in the car, adjusts her sights and the seat. She turns on the cars gps too, selects home and hopes its right or that he ll correct her if it s not. Her eyes briefly flit to poor, exhausted Ben, wherever or however he may be at that given moment. Don t worry, she gives him a half smile. I m a good driver, promise. Maybe he can take a nap while she drives.If he gives her the chance she does prove to be a very good driver. She shows him that she s incorrigibly careful and good at maneuvering, rolling into stops and turns slow and smoothly enough not to jostle him. More so, she appears to just enjoy being behind the wheel and wears a little smile the entire drive. The exhaustion only compounds as time goes on, and by the time she reiterates her offer confirming that it hadn t just been a hallucination, which he had suspected it wouldn t be the first time he d started seeing or hearing things from lack of sleep he s barely moving of his own accord, autopilot taking over as he follows her instructions and exits the shop. The cold barely registers, his cheeks flushing pink and the small puffs materializing in front of his nose as he breathes being the only indication he doesn t shiver and he doesn t make any effort to pull his coat tighter around him, because he doesn t truly feel the cold. If anything, it comforts him, the brisk air a metaphorical slap in the face that brings him back to conscious thought. Rey all five foot something of her slight frame guides him into the passenger seat, his large frame flopping into the plush leather with a thwump , and he paws behind him clumsily to slide the seat back and give his legs some room. He feels out of place, completely aware that that wasn t where he was supposed to be sitting in his own car seeing the interior from the opposite side feels surreal, though he supposes that could be compounded by his tired state. Nothing feels real at that point, especially seeing the bright, bubbly girl slide into the driver s seat like she was meant to be there. The curt, crisp voice of his GPS starts to ring through the speakers, the sound being the only thing coming from them. He doesn t listen to music often when he drives either the soothing classical music he uses to study would lull him to sleep, or the intense, angry hardcore he preferred during his free time would cause him to drive even more aggressively than he usually did. Getting into an accident because of his own anger would only infuriate Snoke more, and if their earlier meeting was any indication, he couldn t afford to do that. Better than I d be, I m sure, he mutters under his breath as he runs a hand through his unruly black waves, attempting to tame them to make himself look a little less crazy. Sorry you well, you didn t have to drive me home, but you get it. Words weren t his strong suit on a good day, and the intricacies of language were completely lost on his addled brain. Still. Sorry. The silver detailing on the steering wheel sticks out apart from the black on black onmoreblack of the rest of dash, shiny and perfect. Rey doesn t look at it, but her thumbs frequently smooth over the textured metal in appreciation. The car is beautiful and drives perfectly steady despite its flaw. She can t recall ever driving something so luxurious and expensive it feels like a privilege. Her smile causes fine creases around her eyelids, the only way to tell the expression is genuine.The night is dark, the car is dark, and its only through passing street lamps and her peripheral vision that she gets a glimpse of Ben trying to soothe his wild hair back into place. When he says sorry the word feels like it echoes through her addled mind.Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.Ad infinitum.That s exaggerating, of course, but she does feel a certainwayabout hearing him say it. Perhaps it dances too close to frayed edges of bitter memories. Perhaps it s the implication that he s burdening her. Don t be sorry, she says, her tone too gentle to be chiding. for accepting my help. You re not burdening me, I m being... thoughtful. And she makes that half a laugh noisy nasal exhalation. Like the notion of her being thoughtful is so downright silly. You will arrive in three miles. Your destination is on the left. I Rey starts, but thinks better of it and snaps her mouth shut. Her tongue runs back and forth against her teeth. She has a philosophy she thinks he could benefit from, a philosophy of the saying thank you instead of sorry and all of the grace of gratitude, but it s difficult to put into words and he s probably too tired to appreciate a lecture.Her eyes briefly flick to him, then back to the road. Despite better reasoning her self imposed silence never lasts very long. Knowing you re safe and going to make it home in one piece gives me peace of mind I m grateful for. You have arrived at your destination. Rey pulls the car up to his residence and parks in the appropriate location. Funny how she s followed all of the directions of the gps but didn t digest the majority of them. Now she s not exactly sure what side of town they re in but this doesn t look anything like standard campus housing. He s in and out during the drive home if he isn t taking micro naps where he blacks out entirely, he s in a daze, barely registering where he is or what her words are. She could kidnap him easily, overpower him and toss him in a river, and briefly he wonders if she s even visualized it. She seems too kind, too sweet, too pure to think about doing anything of the sort, which is another tally in the column of reasons he shouldn t be allowing her this close to him. He s a monster he spends his days picturing a hundred and one ways to make anyone who even mildly inconveniences him disappear, while she gets off work and offers to drive a near stranger home because she s worried about them getting home safely. They couldn t be more different if they tried, and he knows it. It doesn t stop him from wanting it not to be true. There s still good in him somewhere, isn t there? He wants to believe there is, if not for himself, then for her. As his eyes blink open again outside his townhome, he realizes it s the first car ride he s had where he hasn t offhandedly wanted the car to veer off an embankment. He s not sure what that means, but the significance isn t lost on him. Shifting in the seat, he puts his wide palms on the leather on either side of him, pulling himself up from the half upright position he d slumped into during his brief slumber. He rubs at his eyes and attempts to brush his hair from in front of his eyes, looking in the rearview mirror on the passenger side to see a picture of exhausted mess if he s ever seen one. Rey s spent the entire day elbow deep in grease and she still looks more put together than he does he winces at his reflection before turning away from it, thankful that the darkness outside makes him invisible in the window behind her. He d much rather look at her, anyway. It s a moment before he speaks, his voice hoarse with the little sleep he d managed to get. Her words echo in his mind home, one piece, safe and he feels a bit choked up at knowing she d cared that much. No one had ever cared that much. He can t even remember the last time someone s cared at all. I m home, he mumbles, both as a way to fill the silence that s beginning to make him uncomfortable and as a verbal wondering not that he didn t think they d make it home, she was a perfectly suitable driver, but she could have just as easily stolen his car and dropped him off in the middle of the city and he d have been none the wiser until he woke up with his wallet gone. You brought me home. It s repetitive, but he still can t believe it. Shaking his head, he unclicks the seatbelt, pausing before opening the door. I really can t thank you enough. The words feel foreign to him he can t remember the last time he s thanked someone, usually preferring a clipped nod if he acknowledges someone else s actions at all. Can I get you an Uber home, at least? You can come in and wait if you want. Rey isn t surprised Ben lives in a town home, but she thinks she would have been if he lived in a dorm or an apartment. She first pegged him for a penthouse kind of guy, but townhome works just as well. There s greenery she can t really see and parking space and even a porch. Rey gets a little lost calculating how much rent would be in this area, but the thought is gone the moment Ben shifts and sits up.He winces at his own reflection and then he looks back to her. He s a mess with sleep in his eyes and that makes him looks softer and more vulnerable than she s ever seen him. Then a theres something just so damnendearingabout the hoarseness of his voice that she smiles. You re home, er well, you will be once you re inside. His seatbelt unclips and spurs her into action, giving her precious seconds to get out of her own seat and meet him on the other side. She s standing there when it opens, his keys in one hand and her other offered out to help him up. He may not want or need it, but she still hovers as though he won t make it to his front door without her. Saying thank you is enough. The air is cold and instantly makes the tip of a Rey s nose pink. They are definitely in for an early winter this year, even if hasn t snowed yet.When they make it up to the door Rey hands over the keys and has a moment where she feels like an all American good ol boy from those classic Hollywood movies, the kind where the guy takes his date home and walks her up to the door and then awkwardly loiters in the doorway. It s just that neither her nor Ben really look the part.It feels out of character for her not to plan ahead, but up until the moment he mentions Uber Rey hadn t considered how she was going to get home even for second. I think I can walk. I usually walk back from the shop because its only a few miles and .. This is only a few miles more, honestly, so she could walk back.Rey looks out at the nice little neighborhood, realizes she has very little idea of where she is and that s it s cold enough her trusty jacket isn t going to do much, and that oh yeah, it s pretty freaking dark too. She rubs her chilled hand on the back of her neck, suddenly feeling very embarrassed. On second thought, I would very much appreciate that Uber, please. But I can wait out here instead of invading your privacy so you can get straight to bed. She grins, but the way it s equal parts sweet and apologetic wrinkles her little nose. Rey s had enough time around him to learn he s pretty paranoid. Surely he d feel better locking the door behind him and finally getting some rest instead having to wait around watching for her to leave. Ben blinks dumbly at her a few times, as though her words aren t registering and really, they aren t, but it s for more of a reason than his exhaustion. Would she really expect him to let her walk? Sure, he lives in a nice neighborhood, and he s pretty sure the only actual crime that s happened there is a result of children being so bored they run around vandalizing mailboxes or smoking weed, but that doesn t mean that he likes the idea of her walking by herself. The way she says it so casually, as though it s a fact of life makes him think she does it often, and that twists a knot in his stomach that he didn t even know was there. Thankfully, she dismisses the idea the stupid idea, he would have pointed out if she wouldn t have corrected herself immediately but it s replaced with one almost equally as ludicrous, so this time, he does react, an inelegant scoff huffing from his mouth as he shakes his head. Unlocking his door, he pushes it open and cocks his head towards the inside, raising an eyebrow as she pauses. First off, if you think I m just gonna come in here and pass out while you wait outside for an Uber that s going to take hold on, where are you going? around fifteen minutes, if my wait times are any estimate, you re crazier than I thought, he starts as he steps inside and nudges his shoes off with his toes, hitting the light switch before venturing from the entryway to the kitchen that s just inside. And secondly, if you think I m going right to sleep well, again, that whole crazier than I thought thing. He tries to keep his voice light, but fails sleep is all he wants to do, but Snoke wasn t pleased that he d turned up late earlier that day, and had assigned him extra work as punishment. Humming softly, he busied himself with starting his espresso machine, the smell of freshly ground espresso beans filling the air. I ve got work to do. I ll manage to get a few hours before I have to be back at it in the morning, he explains offhandedly, as though it were nothing as though every fiber of his being wasn t screaming at him to crawl into bed and let her see herself out. Coffee? Well, espresso? I ve got milk if you know how much it takes to make it a latte. Fraid I don t. Ben s scoff leads Rey to frown and her brows draw to create a fine wrinkle between her eyes. She thinks it s not the first time he s scoffed at her like she s being absurd.The front door opening startles Rey rigid and when Ben gestures for her to follow him in she s not fast enough to hide the way her eyes widen or how the nerves wrapping around her throat makes her gulp. She doesn t have to step inside to know his home smells good or that everything in it is expensive and classy in that subtle way that having a lot of money can buy. It s clean too, clean and perfect while she s dirty and covered in oil andoh godhe ll never get the stains out.Rey thinks about being difficult or running in the opposite direction, but it s too shameful to squander his kindness. This is kindness for him, isn t it? You really think I m crazy? She checks that notion off as another concern to add to her list. She follows him inside to unlace her heavy steeled toed boots and leaves behind an extra two inches in height when she steps out of them. Knowing her fuzzy fox socks are much cleaner than her shoes makes her feel marginally better about walking on his pristine floor.Rey gives any furniture and walls a wide berth while she follows Ben into the kitchen. The mention of him doing more work makes her visibly bristle. You what work? You ve been working all day and you look like you re about to keel over! You need to rest. She crosses her arms over her chest to keep from grabbing the counter. It occurs to her that she can t make a good case for him to get more sleep by pouting, but the defeat in his voice, the heaviness of his limbs, those dark hollows under his eyes It upsets her in a way she s not willing to examine right now.She prioritizes things that need to get done over her health, especially her mental health. She s a hypocrite. He doesn t need to know that. Maybe he already knows.Rey works her jaw and chews her lip. She has no right to be upset or to make demands, even if she s in the right or or perhaps not, perhaps her pouting is unfair.Rey rolls her shoulders and leans back against the counter behind them in attempt to force herself to relax a little. I would like an espresso. Plain or however you usually make it, please? I don t really have a preference. Examining things in a new light could help, so that s just what Rey does. Her eyes roam down to his feet and stick there while she vaguely remembers a joke about men with big feet wearing big socks and wonders why it s funny. His socks look comfortable.The new light she s looking for shines down and opens up her eyes.She realizes that she s struggling with her approach because Ben s not her student right now, he s her friend. That certainly helps cultivate a more empathetic perspective. Sooo.. that work you have to do, would you benefit from having a temporary assistant? I have no idea what I d be getting into but I can stay and assist if it would help you finish sooner. The offer feels silly. It s unlikely that she can help, she knows, he probably needs someone trained in whatever he actually does. There s a chance she ll make a mess of things. Regardless, the thought is there. Rey is in his house. Rey is in his house. Rey is in his house. No matter how many times his mind repeats it, it feels surreal. A few weeks ago, she d only been a girl forced to tutor him, someone he did his best not to provoke too much if only for his grade and someone who seemed to hate him on the best of days, and now, she s in his house. If the sleep wasn t already making him delirious, Ben thinks he might be forced into that state by that sheer fact alone. The protests she makes go in one ear and out the other, Ben offering only a roll of his eyes in return. It isn t like they aren t things he hasn t heard before from Hux, from his mother, from Chewie, from his father when he bothers to call but all their words ring untrue in the eyes of Snoke, and that s whose opinion really matters to Ben. What would be higher on his priorities than someone who s going to help him graduate with high honors and get him a job after school? It s an argument he s had many times over, and he doesn t have the patience to go through it again he d much rather spend their limited time together not arguing when he can and this is a change that s happened so subtly he hadn t even realized it until it makes him drop the spoonful of espresso beans and scatter them over his counter. As his hands brush them to the counter s edge and back into the machine, his face flushes. As the machine brews enough for two a heavier workload than it s used to, unless Ben has forgone so much sleep that he needs a double shot to keep himself moving, and he almost considers it Ben gathers two small glasses, moving the creamer and sugar jars from behind the machine out onto the counter. It doesn t take long for the beverage to brew, and soon enough he s pouring hers out and sliding it over to her with the fixings, setting his aside to cool. It s nothing you could help with, he says, but hurriedly shakes his head and huffs out a breath at his rudeness. I mean it s stuff I can barely get through, and I ve been doing it for years now, he corrects himself as he tests the beverage with the tip of his pinky. Still too hot. It wouldn t stop him if she wasn t there he d tossed them back, so desperate for caffeine that he s burned the roof of his mouth, but he figures she ll likely try and lecture him for that, too, so he practices a bit of restraint. It s nice enough to just have this, he says, a bit of forlornness heard in his tone, his emotions more visible and more vulnerable than he is with anyone else this is another realization that startles him, though thankfully, he keeps hold of the cup he s rising to his lips again. I don t, uh I don t have people over often, he explains, or at least tries to, again words aren t his strong suit, that s why he never majored in creative writing. I m just happy I had the cups clean to be able to offer you something to drink. It isn t a joke, per se but it s lighter than anything he s said all night, and he finds it a nice contrast. And no, he says after a few seconds of silence, his voice suddenly much quieter. To answer your question. I don t think you re crazy. But I am. The clatter of espresso beans has Rey looking back up from the floor, to the counter, to Ben and then back to the counter again as he sweeps the spilled beans into his palm and back into the machine. His loss of dexterity affirms her prior decision to drive him home. It s nice not to doubt something.She s grateful when Ben slides over the piping hot liquid in a small glass along with the cream and sugar. When she d ask for him to make it as he usually did, it was under the assumption that he was going to mix it for her himself and well, asking for her actual preference felt a little embarrassing to say out loud.Sugar, sugar, more sugar, way too much creamer, and by the time she s done with her concoction it looks more like chocolate milk than any kind of coffee and her cup is twice as full. But she s happy with it.Rey uses both hands to bring the cup to her face and breath in the dissipating steam. The smell of espresso is such a small pleasure, but she enjoys it enough to hum about it. I understand, I thought that might be the case but my offer was already half way out. She s relaxing, just a little, and blowing on her cup as if the creamer hadn t already taken the temp down to a manageable level. It s when Ben mentions he doesn t get company that the she takes a sip of the warm drink and savors it as her eyes drift across the part of his home she can see without having to move her head. It s a bit sparse, neutral and clean and honestly now that she thinks about it his place looks more like he s renting a high end furnished apartment for the week rather than actually living there. She wonders if he enjoys himself here at all, or if it s just the place where he occasionally finishes work and passes out until getting back to his daily grind.Though she wants to ask uncomfortable questions she cracks a smile instead. Truly? And here I thought you were the type to don vintage dresses and throw dinner parties. Humor helps her ache. The warm espresso does too. Talking is harder when she doesn t have a goal or job to do, yet it s not nearly as difficult with him as with others. I m.. pretty happy you let me in and fortunately did have a clean cup. You, Ben Organa Solo, are the hostess with the mostess after all. I m kind of crummy guest though, didn t even bring a gift. spose next time I ll bring flowers or something. She looks down in her cup, drowning her chuckle and the other stupid things she could say. And no, To answer your question. I don t think you re crazy. She looks up to him and stares, right in his dark eyes, and the quiet stretches. Her heart pounds in her chest and the blood thunders in her ears. Suddenly her face is hot but not from steam. She almost wishes he had said he thought she was, at least that she can laugh off. Oh, she gulps, feeling flustered. O k good.. um and she brushes some of her loose strands of hair behind her ear. Thank you for being kind to me, and making me espresso, and getting me an Uber which is probably going to be here any minute but it s been really nice just being and.. talking. Time feels like it s slipping away despite her desire to sit and sip and stare at him. Why does it take awkwardly standing around in his house for all the buried emotional alarm bells to start ringing off their hooks and make her look like a weirdo? It isn't really coffee by the time she's finished with it, but he figures it does suit her. There was no way a girl that acted like that was going to take her coffee black like he does, and while he likely would make a snarky remark, he's too tired to come up with anything witty. He's probably already embarrassed himself enough today, acting so far from his ordinary, that he figures keeping his mouth shut when he'd usually open it is just adding to the idiosyncrasies. At this point, does she even know who he is? Does he? Every day he spends with her, he feels like he knows less and less. And then she jokes back at him, and the shreds of understandable conversation he'd managed to have so far were gone. If anyone asks him, he'll deny it to his last breath. If anyone asks him, he'll make up excuses of being tired or being out of it from his car breaking down earlier or the emotional toll it takes to sit through one of Snoke's lectures, especially when the man is mad. Whatever he says, he knows he won't admit the fluttering in his chest that he can't say is solely from the caffeine beginning to give him one last burst of energy for the night, but that's okay it's not like anyone will ask anyway. The only people he talks to are Snoke, who wouldn't care less if Ben paid him to listen to his problems, and Rey, who he couldn't exactly confront with budding feelings of something. He doesn't know what it is or even how to try and conceptualize it, and he thinks that scares him more than the actual feelings do. Too soon, the notification flashes on his phone Rey's Uber has arrived. "Hey, looks like your ride's here," he says, all her previous words ignored verbally, but they've truly sunken in, and he thinks he'll hear her compliments long after he closes his eyes later that night. "I already have a pretty shitty rating on Uber, so we probably shouldn't keep them waiting," he suggests, though he'll take another hundred one star ratings if it means she'll stay settled in his kitchen like she belongs there. Rationally, he knows she doesn't, and he knows she doesn't want to, but he can't stop his delirious brain from imagining her with one of her sugary coffee abominations sitting at the little breakfast nook as he cooks breakfast for the first time in forever. Guiding her towards the front door, he pauses as he opens it, regarding her with a softness that most would assume him not possible of summoning. "Thanks, a lot, for everything today," he murmurs, his voice barely above an audible volume. "I mean it. I owe you big time." The Uber has arrived. Rey smiles but her disappointment still shines through. She s not good at hiding all her feeling after all. Alright, alright, I ll try to be quick. She swallows the rest of her caffeine in a single gulp before he guides her back to the entryway where her boots lay haphazardly in front of the door.Rey s not as quick putting her boots on as she was to taking them off. The old oily things are a little too big and the heavy leather is softened by years of abuse. The gets the right on easily but Rey instinctively grabs Ben s arm for stability as donning the left boot throws her balance off kilter. Whoops her nose scrunches up when she looks up at him andgiggles, embarrassed. I usually do this sitting down. The door opens, her driver patiently awaits, but she s a little caught by the brown eyes looking down at her with an expression she s sure she hasn t seen before. Um you re welcome, and your thanks is enough. Her nervous swallow is audible. She feels she need to do something but a handshake feels too formal and a hug far too familiar. She puts her hand on his shoulder instead. Thank you for having me. Goodnight Ben, please get some quality sleep. Then she s gone, into the night, into the car, giving Ben a little wave if he sticks around to see the car leave. Where she s from Thanksgiving isn t something that peopledo so Rey isn t quite sure what all the hubbubs about because all the turkey she s eaten in her life has been miserably dry and rather tasteless. It seems stupid to have a day dedicated to it. Nevertheless, she did appreciate having the week off on a nearly empty campus. It gave her time catch up on a bit of everything.Now everything s back in gear and she s feeling... a little nervous actually. There are only two weeks of regular classes left before finals and holiday break. That means two weeks of tutoring and a few odd days of cramming and then not only does she find out her own grades but she ll hopefully find out how Ben did in calculus and that s almost worse because what if she s a total failure of a tutor?The cookie tin is open. Her feet tap against the chair they rest in and Rey is sitting on the table with a cookie in each hand. It s not a good look, but stress eating seldom is.When Ben finally arrives Rey shoves what remains of each cookie in her mouth, painfully swallows, and takes big breath of air before asking the very standard conversation starter he s probably already heard a dozen times that day. So, how was your holiday? The car pulls away from the curb, and Ben shuts the door behind her. The townhouse now empty, he sits at his desk and spreads the files he's been assigned out in front of him. Artificial light from the opened laptop illuminates the room, and he tries to delve into his work, but after he's read the same line four times he realizes that he can only focus on the way his forearm tingles where she'd grabbed him. The espresso should have woken him up, but the scent is tinted with cream and sugar and it reminds him of her, which serves to soothe him, not energize him. Before he knows it, he's barely able to keep his eyes open, and he only manages to shuck the pants and top he'd worn that day onto the floor before he half covers himself with the duvet and falls soundly asleep. In the morning, his alarm rouses him, bleary eyed and heavy limbed, and as he checks his phone before he leaves he finds he's six minutes behind his normal routine he should be scrambling, but he's moving lazily about, even popping a bagel into the toaster for a few seconds before ambling out the door and he should be scrambling, gunning his engine to whip his car out of his driveway and towards the office, but instead, his mind drifts towards Rey. He hopes she has a good day. It's a foreign feeling he hasn't even hoped he has a good day in quite some time. Snoke is, predictably, furious when he doesn't show up ten minutes early like he's supposed to a point that has never made sense to Ben, but then again, most of the old man's methods don't, he just knows to follow but even then, Ben suppresses a smile as a very Rey like comeback flits through his mind. Thankfully, he still has the sense about him to bite his tongue and delve into the work he'd neglected the evening before. Gatherings of the Organa Solo Skywalker rarely go well, and Thanksgiving is no exception. He tries, at least, which is more than his petulant side can say for his parents, for when he shows up on Thursday morning after fighting for that day and the next off just to make sure his mother is happy, the first thing he's met with is a snide remark about his choice of advisor. It doesn't improve from there, with Ben going from staying silent to attempt to keep the peace to snapping at his father that if he didn't want him to go into poli sci or English lit maybe he should have been around more to influence his son's decision to getting into a full on screaming match and swiping the rest of the red wine to spend the rest of Thanksgiving holed up in his childhood bedroom. Swilling the liquid around in the bottom of the bottle, his lips wrap around it soon after, draining the last of the alcohol, as his other hand brings his phone up for squinted eyes to peer at. Vaguely, he can make out Rey's contact info, but he stops himself from sending any message. She wouldn't want to hear from him, anyway probably busy happily celebrating, like she was meant to be, while he drowns his sorrows alone, like he was meant to be. It's almost a relief to get back into the routine that is school and Snoke and Rey. While he wouldn't consider the former two pleasant, they were at least a reprieve from the ever present reminder that his family thought him a disappointment. The latter, however, was a bright spot in his week, the quick meeting between the two often the only thing he found himself looking forward to as the days advanced. The familiar tin of sweets is open when he arrives, and the aroma of something mouth watering drives his hand into the tin without question. Humming as he bites into it, he nods with satisfaction, tip of his tongue darting out to clear his bottom lip of crumbs before he chews, swallows, and speaks. Well, it isn't a response at first, more of a dismissive grunt, but he figures after she took care of him what feels like forever ago, he could at least form words back to her. "If I lie and say good, will you believe me so I don't have to talk about it?" he shoots back wanly, a slight grimace on his face. The cookies are usually on the smaller side and a little misshapen, but there always pretty good and perfectly cooked now that Rey has figured out the perfect touch on the old toaster oven in the dormitory lounge. The first time she brought them they were an offering to smooth things over but now they are something else, some language of food that other people don t quite get. Watching Ben eat something she s made makes fizzy bubbles of affection burst in her chest. She s staring at his lips.The professional in her kicks her butt off the table to refocus her thoughts, and Rey pats the wrinkles from hunching over out of her shirt like she always does. By the time Ben responds the textbook on the table is open and Rey is seated again. She smirks at him and arches an eyebrow. He may as well have asked her something impossible. How can I believe you if you ve just told me you re lying? Then she purses her lips and looks back to the text book, knowing sheshouldn tbe nosy and tamps down on her questions. But you don t want to talk about it. She says that like a finality, like she s going to let it go. She tries. We re finally down to the last three chapters now. They ll be on the final and a great foundation for Calculus two. And she s flipping through pages, going through notes which have somehow gotten impossibly longer since the last time he had seen her tutoring binder.Rey s image of Ben s holiday flashes from one possible scenario to the next and she doesn t exactly suppress the expressions that rapidly change with them. Wealthy, well known family that he belongs to he probably had his holiday on a yacht with the feast catered by fancy restaurant.Rey taps her pen, her eye twitches a little. That doesn t feel right.Maybe his folks are the type to want a traditional sit down with with the family, and his mother wears an apron and spatchcocks her own turkey?Rey shakes her leg, practically vibrating in her seat. Normally she s more controlled, professional, maybe even a little stiff sometimes when she tries real hard, but the more comfortable she gets around Ben the harder it is to subdue her rabid curiosity. Not asking is impossible because she feels like she might explode otherwise.Rey leans in a little and her voice lowers to a whisper, as if asking him about it doesn t count if she s secretive about it. Why was it bad? She doesn t give him proper time to answer, her hazel eyes going round as she word vomits multiple scenarios that she s already dreamed up. Did your weird uncle show up with an escort and it made everyone uncomfortable? Or maybe she was a stripper that misread the situation and got on the table? Did your estranged sister crash the party? Or did someone burn the turkey or her hand flies over her mouth as she gasps, scandalized. or did your parents make you wear one of those awful pilgrim hats? It all sounds silly yet Rey speaks with total seriousness, thoroughly exposing that her knowledge of thanksgiving is gathered entirely from ads and kitschy holiday movies. When s she done spilling she gives him an eager look but leans back a little, giving Ben space to fill with the real story of his vacation. Ben should know better than to think that would be the end of it. When she redirects the conversation to something he's more comfortable with and he never thought he would describe calculus as a more comfortable anything, but it's definitely preferred to discussing his trainwreck of a family he actually makes an effort to grasp the material. He'd been at least somewhat trying since the beginning of their tutoring, but as he's grown to know her, he's found himself trying a lot harder, as though becoming good with the material will somehow mean he's become good with her. It's a strange language, a strange way to try to impress her, but even if he doesn't really care what grade he gets in the class as long as he passes, it seems like she does, and that's enough to spur him on. They fall into their comfortable brand of silence, one Ben's grown to love it isn't the oppressive silence between him and his mentor, with Ben scrambling to try and figure out what he's done wrong, or the tense silence that hangs over family gatherings, like it was just waiting for someone to say something so it can explode into a cacophony of voices. It's nice, and it's comfortable, and of course, that meant it couldn't last. She breaks the silence, recounting her ridiculous ideas of what they'd done over break. The thought of any of those things happening in the Solo household was silly, though he supposed he couldn't rule out the possibility of an estranged sibling showing up. It wasn't like they had ever paid much attention to the child they did have, and with Han gone more than he was home, it wouldn't be the craziest thing in the world to find out he'd drunkenly fathered another kid he didn't take care of. "Well, at least it wasn't that bad," he mumbles. The examples she'd given made the real events look tamer in comparison, and he is almost embarrassed that he doesn't have as eventful a story to tell her as the ones she'd dreamed up. "Just a lot of fighting. Let's just say my parents don't exactly approve of my choices in education and in my future." It's a simplified, almost political answer, and one that he doubts will satisfy her curiosity, so he sighs and shuts his book loudly, leaning back in the chair with his arms folded across his chest. "I know you what was it you said? don't pay attention to gossip or whatever, but there's no way you go here and don't know the name Organa. There's a whole wing named after her, and there's a reason for it: she funded it herself. My uncle? Luke Skywalker, yeah, that one. And my dad? Well, your guess is as good as mine who Han Solo is. Not like I've seen him enough to form an opinion." Bitterness laced his tone, the venom evident with every word. "And I'm the black sheep, the family disappointment for wanting to make a name on my own rather than rely on fucking hand outs." It wasn t that bad. Ben says, and Rey can t help but frown at him and want to mock him a little, but she figures that s not exactly going to get her feeling across. But It was still bad. The weight of Rey s head fall in her palm as she lends Ben a sympathetic ear, and what she hears doesn t exactly shock her but it is confusing. Her brows wrinkle and she shakes her head. Why? You re doing great at school, even in calculus! And she could go on, especially about his job? internship? Last she heard through the grapevine he had a great one lined up but she isn t familiar with it other than him being worked to the bone.The wrinkle on Rey s brow deepens with every word Ben elaborates on the situation. Its true that she knew of the name Organa, that it meant money to a lot of people, but she hardly understood the weight of it until she met Ben and did a little research. Still, it didn t mean nearly as much to her as it seemed to most others. Possibly because she s a foreigner and pretty detached overall from American politics. Of course I ve heard the name Organa, since I use those buildings all the time. I didn t really care or pay attention to how often I heard the name or not until I met you, then I well I did start to actively hear it a little more, enough to know your moms a politician and it s a big deal to a lot of people. I have no idea who Luke Skywalker and Han Solo are but I m guessing it s a similar big deal situation, right? Rey leans back into her chair, contemplating as she rubs her thumb in circles just above her knee. From where she s sitting it sounds like a mess and she says so. Sounds like a mess to me. It s unfair that they expect you to shoulder the burden of carrying a legacy you didn t ask for. Thats the real price of ever accepting those handouts, isn t it? There s also the inkling that maybe his family is just trying to help him, even if they are misguided and expect too much, but she can t say that for certain without meeting them and thats unlikely to happen. The more she thinks about his family invalidating his feelings, and them fighting over him making choices different then their own, the more strongly she feels about it. It makes her angrier than she expected. I don t understand how they can dislike your career and education choices so much that they want to fight about it? That s atrocious, you re doing great for yourself. Anyone can see that you study and do your job relentlessly and work yourself to exhaustion to secure your future. They should be proud. Her arms fold, her fingers twitch like they re being pricked with agitation. It worse that it was like that over the holiday, when families around suppose to come together and y know, be happy and stuff. Were they needling you all week? Surely that wasn t the norm? It went unsaid, but Rey started to wonder if the fighting and disapproval was recent or if Ben s family life was always like that. What if it was worse the longer the family spent time together? Like the nearly three week Christmas vacation? That scenario made her worry just to think it. It's been years since he's discussed his family with anyone, really. No one really seems to care whenever he brings it up, and quite a few even mocked him for thinking his problems were anything in the grand scheme of things. While he could realize that others surely have it more difficult, that didn't make his issues with his family any less real, at least in his eyes. Rey is the first person who's taken him seriously in longer than he can remember, and he finds himself floundering at how to take it. She's this polite to everyone, he thinks, convincing himself that it's no different from how she'd treat any of her friends, but even that thought shines a spotlight on the fact that he considers them friends. That brings up two more points for him to overanalyze: one, does she feel the same way, and two, how significant is it that he's this willing to call her a friend? He's known people for years and years that he wouldn't think twice about denying that about them, but this girl who's tutored him for a few months is suddenly in such high regard, and it's jarring. "A similar big deal situation. You could say that," Ben scoffs and rolls his eyes at the mention of his other family. "Luke Skywalker, savant extraordinaire and author of any number of papers on philosophy of the atmosphere or whatever the hell hippy dippy bullshit he's spouting off about now. Han Solo, who holds more NHRA records than any other drag racer since cars were invented. Leia Organa well, I don't have to go there. She practically paid for the whole fucking school. If she didn't, her parents did." Bitterness laces through his tone as he speaks, increasingly getting more heated until he has a fistful of his hoodie's fabric wrapped in his hand, the only thing protecting his nails from digging into his palm. "They don't give a damn about me. They care about the status that I could bring them, or how it'll look when I work for someone who directly opposes my mother's campaign, or how much of a shame it'll be when their only child isn't around to do photo ops anymore and make them look better in the media. If they think they're gonna hear a word from me after my degree's in my hands, they're delusional." It sounds selfish, and he knows it, but how can he want to go back to people that do nothing but make him feel bad about himself? Sure, Snoke does the same, but at least he does it because he wants Ben to succeed... Right? "That's an understatement," he answers and rolls his eyes again. "At least we made it through the first course of the meal this time. It's a record for us," he mocks derisively. "I finished up my mashed potatoes and took a bottle of liquor up to my room. Didn't come out the rest of the weekend until I drove home with a hangover. Wouldn't recommend that, by the way. I think I still have a headache." He purposefully ceases to mention that he'd almost broken down and called her truthfully, he doesn't know if that's a real memory or if his drunken mind had made it up, and even if it is real, it's the last thing he wants to get into.

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Light in the Dark - A Star Wars Story (Kingooey & randomname98766789)

Even after cleaning herself, it felt like there was still sand on Rey's hands.Just hours ago, Jakku's yellow sun had been beating down ruthlessly on her, her hands sore from scavenging for bits of metal, and the desert plains had stretched for miles in peaking waves. The sand was unavoidable barely any shelter, and she couldn't remember the last time she hadn't slept with a coarse texture on her skin.And now, she was... Surprisingly clean.Rey rubbed her fingers against her palm, released them, and then looked down. Sure enough, there were no gritty grains of sand left on her fingers. A few cuts and scrapes here and there, and perhaps a bit of a red tinge where she'd burnt herself on some hot metal whilst scavenging, but she was almost completely okay.Almost.Where was Ben?The scavenger looked at her bed, and then the door. She was supposed to have gone to sleep by now, remembering Han's passing statement about how tired she must have felt after narrowly escaping the First Order and his debt collectors but how was she supposed to sleep when the room felt so deathly silent?It was horrible. When Ben had first arrived on Jakku, she had been apprehensive about letting him stay with her, sticking firmly to her 'loner' behaviour. But then over time, the activities she used to do by herself became something that was worth sharing. And what was most amazing was that Ben actually cared about it. For so long, Rey had been treated no better than the dirt on Jakku itself, but then Ben had stumbled into her life and showed her that she didn't need to feel lonely anymore.Scavenging, eating, sleeping they did it all. And now she was expected to sleep alone?Rey huffed, annoyed and frustrated. Just being by herself made her distressed. The thought of being alone again on Jakku was enough to make her upset, but now she was in an unfamiliar environment, having been forced to abandon her life on Jakku when the First Order came looking for her, and her whole heart ached at the thought of not being able to hug Ben at the end of it all.She brought her legs up and sat cross legged on the bed, fiddling with the blanket nervously. It was going to be a long 'rest'. Ben Solo was training to become the next great Jedi. His mother and father tried to keep him away from the life, but his Uncle Luke Skywalker taught him once Ben became interested. One fateful night long ago, Ben s best friend at the time decided to lose his damn mind. Every young Jedi that was in training underneath Luke was slaughtered. The temples were destroyed. Somehow, Ben kept himself alive and survived. Luke helped get Ben back to his parents so he could seek the medical help he needed. However, after that, Luke just disappeared and left Ben all alone for training. He had to teach himself after healing up.Soon enough, Ben was with the Resistance full time. He read as much as he could, trained as much as he could, so not only did he become a good fighter for the Rebels, but he became a better Jedi as well. Things were going well for him. He was still on the Light Side of the Force and he was trying to teach more people but it was a dying art since his knowledge was not nearly as extensive as Master Luke s. He would kill to have him back.He was very close to Poe Dameron, who was a pilot for the Resistance. Poe taught him everything he knew about aircrafts and spaceship weapons. What started out as just another mission for them on Jakku turned into something else entirely. After coming face to face with the First Order and Kylo Ren, Ben was sent away to escort BB 8 back to the Resistance. He hated leaving Poe, but he realized there was no other option for him. Poe was in charge anyways. On Jakku, trying to get back home, he met a woman named Rey. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was kind, too. From the very first moment they spoke, there was undeniable chemistry between them. When they first met, Ben actually saved her life from a couple of Junkers that were looking to corner her and steal what she had scavenged.Weeks had passed since then. Ben and Rey started a relationship together while on Jakku and he never felt like life was more right than it was now. They were currently on his father s ship, preparing to meet up with other Resistance members on Takodana, but they were also hiding from the First Order, which meant they had to be careful while in flight. Ben recently showered and cleaned himself up for the evening, but he could not stop thinking about Rey. They spent nearly every second together since meeting. Why stop now? Ben debated it for a very short time, deciding to make the short walk from his room down to hers, stopping outside her door to knock a few times. Rey, it s me. He called out. Rey was startled by a knock at her door, but that alarm soon dissipated into relief. The voice was muffled behind the thick layer of metal acting as the entrance to her room, but she could just make out the words. Whoever it was visiting her, they had just saved her from a miserable time tossing and turning in bed, distracting her from her worries of being alone. She secretly hoped it would be Ben, but she wasn't sure if he was willing to spend more time with her now that they weren't forced to, having been granted separate rooms. It was the sort of thinking she had sadly grown used to nobody ever stuck around for long.... That voice did sound suspiciously familiar though.Naturally, she didn't leave her visitor waiting long. Mildly excited, Rey uncrossed her legs, slid off the side of the bed, and walked towards the airtight door to reach for the switch. In only a few moments, she was face to face with her "saviour"."Ben!" Rey gasped and smiled, perhaps a little too loudly, pausing before adjusting the volume of her own voice. "I thought you'd be sleeping by now." Automatically, like she had many times before while on Jakku, she drifted towards him and wrapped him in a tight, adoring hug. Rey had already decided that she wasn't going to let him leave anytime soon.Looking up at Ben, she rested her chin on his chest, pouting. "What're you doing awake? Is something wrong?" Rey was the last person to admit that there was something wrong withher, of all people, and that she wanted Ben to stay there with her because of it. Deep down, she knew that she desperately needed him to keep her company, but she was too afraid to ask him. It would make her look weak, something which was practically suicide when living on the desert plains of Jakku.It didn't even cross her mind that he might have decided to visit simply to spend time with her. Hello, Rey. Ben greeted the beautiful girl when she opened the door. Feeling her immediately wrap her arms around him into an embrace caused him to do the same thing. This woman was captivating in every sense of the word. Ben considered himself lucky to have found her and vice versa. They had a strong connection with each other, not just because of the Force, either. The close proximity was wonderful. Ben never wanted to lose it or lose Rey. He never thought he would find something like this with another person. Then, Rey came into his life. Nothing is wrong. Everything is wonderful. Ben assured his girlfriend. I had an idea, actually Ben started. If you don t feel comfortable with it, I would totally understand. The last thing I want to do is for you to rush into a decision or get pressured into a decision. So, if you don t want to do this, please let me know. Ben was conflicted. On one hand, he knew it was pretty fast, considering most relationship norms. On the other hand, what was exactly normal about their relationship? Every day was a struggle for survival. Nearly every night on Jakku was spent cuddledup in tight quarters. They were just sleeping in each other s arms. There wasn t anything wrong with that. Did she feel comfortable with it happening now when they did not have to conserve space? Now that they actually had rooms to use, would she want some privacy?However, Ben knew how infrequently Rey experienced this. In fact, she even told him that he was the first person to ever show her any love or affection. So, maybe she would want this. What do you think about sharing a room with me for the rest of the ride? We could stay here or the other bedroom that I am using. We can do whatever you prefer. I just want to spend the entire night with you in my arms. I have been dying to do this since we first met. I want to hold you in my arms and I want to cuddle with you until we have to wake up without worrying about someone finding us and killing us. Nothing would make me happier than to do this. Rey's arms stayed tightly around Ben as she heard him talk, lifting her eyes to look at him. She could tell that he was finding it difficult to get his thoughts across, but it was more endearing than frustrating, a smile beginning to appear on her face as he stammered through his question."Oh, Ben." Rey tipped her head to one side, realising how adorable he was when he was uncertain about something. Her attitude towards him had changed dramatically over the time they had known each other. In their early days, she would have snapped at him or ignored him completely when he spoke to her, but over time she had allowed herself to open up to Ben. Her curiosity of the resistance had mainly encouraged that, as well as sympathy, and his name Ben Solo. When she'd found out he was related to both Han Solo and Leia Organa, she could barely believe her ears."I... Was honestly thinking the same thing." She explained her own grievances to Ben, her eyes averting towards his chest, looking a bit embarrassed about opening up to him. "I tried to sleep in there, honestly I did, but I think I preferred it when you were with me. It doesn't feel right."Rey mainly spoke out of necessity, rather than embellishing her thoughts with 'love' and 'romance'. Everything had to be practical. It was how she'd survived so long by herself on Jakku, and it was how her brain now functioned. Although this had helped her stay alive, it made it extremely difficult for her to open up emotionally, and she sometimes came across as too blunt or completely unaware of what someone was implying. Socialising was definitely not one of her strong suits.Despite this, she began to pull Ben into the room with her. Unlike some people, the intimacy of the situation didn't scare her. The thought of letting him go did. "Come on then!" she let go of his arms and returned to sitting cross legged on the bed. Rey patted the spot next to her, looking up at Ben with a friendly and expectant smile. Ben understood being in a relationship was new for Rey. She had never experienced something like this before, thus, it would take time for everything to make sense. Honestly, Ben was shocked at how affectionate and physical she had been so far. She just did not have the knowledge of such boundaries since she did not grow up learning about relationships or socializing with other people. That was fine, though. In fact, Ben preferred it that way. He would never ask Rey to stop touching him or stop being affectionate to him. Everything he did so far in reaction to her was positive, reinforcing the idea that she should be holding onto him as much as she wanted.Joining her on the bed, Ben reached out with one hand to take hers, giving it a squeeze. Next, he leaned down to press a kiss to the corner of his girlfriend s lips, finishing it off with a direct kiss to her lips as well. He pulled back just slightly, a smile widening across his face. He could not look away, even if he tried. I am glad we decided to do this. I have always been fighting in this battle, but until now, I don t think I ever knew what I was fighting for. Ben explained. I think about the future and I think of you being there with me. I think of having nights like this where we can sleep in each other s arms without having to worry about what battles await us the next day. You give me hope and a reason to keep fighting when things get tough. Ben murmured quietly, just squeezing her body right against his one more time. Finally, Ben rolled away from Rey and pulled the covers down a bit, snuggling up underneath a blanket. He kept it raised up so Rey could easily join him when she was ready, his arms open wide. Get into whatever position you are comfortable with. There s no right or wrong way. Ben explained, wanting Rey to do whatever is natural hoping that naturally, she would want to be in a spot that afforded as much contact as possible. Rey waited for Ben to join her, her eyes full of joy. This was exactly what she had wanted.The scavenger had felt uncertain about the whole situation, wondering what was considered "normal" where Ben came from, and how much attention she should realistically be giving him. It was a learning experience for the both of them. Rey had lived her entire life largely in isolation, only remembering snippets about her actual family. While she had originally wanted to stay on Jakku to wait for her parents, she had actually found a new family with Ben and BB 8, and they had already provided her with so much more love than she'd ever experienced.Ben's kisses were returned with enthusiasm, and Rey had a satisfied look on her face when he eventually pulled away, void of any childish bashfulness. She simply held his hand, gazing at him with the kind of pure appreciation that came from someone who had just been rescued. That is what Ben had done, essentially. He had saved her from her own loneliness."I like sleeping with you. I don't really want to stop doing this, even if we're not on Jakku anymore." Rey explained to him, hoping Ben would understand where she was coming from."I know that we mainly did it because we were scared, and we had nobody else there to protect us, but I think I appreciated it more than that... I felt empty before you arrived." She went a bit quiet, a distant and sad look in her eyes as she thought about her own statement. Then, she slowly shuffled her way back over towards Ben.Rey climbed under the sheets, nestling herself as close to Ben as she could manage. She quietly placed her head against his chest, her brown hair splayed out against the mattress, and hugged her arms around his waist. Eyes closed, she almost immediately calmed down once she had him close to her. Any troubles on her mind instantly vanished. Ben smiled when Rey said she did not want to ever stop sleeping with him. Trust me, Rey. You will never have to spend another night without sleeping with me. I will never let anything come between us. Ben knew it was going to be difficult to ensure this while fighting the First Order, but it was not unreasonable. No matter where they were, no matter what they did, Ben would make sure to be as close to Rey as possible. Well, you never have to worry about being lonely again. I will never leave your side. I will be with you through everything we do. Ben assured his girlfriend, a smile on his face while threading his fingers through her hair once she could settle down into his arms.As soon as Rey climbed underneath the sheets, Ben let one arm be used as a pillow as the other wrapped around her waist. She was pulled about as close to him as physically possible. Ben continued to look at Rey with a smile. Good night, Rey. You just sit back, relax, and just enjoy yourself. Ben commented with a bright smile, pressing one more kiss to her lips, giving her a tight hug. If you ever need anything, just let me know. Don t hesitate to wake me up. In the meanwhile, I am going to just play with your hair if that s okay. Ben smiled at the idea of playing with her hair, having always seen this as something he loved to do. Ben knew that usually the person getting their hair played with was considered to be the one receiving most enjoyment from the act, but that was not the case here. Well, maybe Rey would enjoy it a lot, but he was going to enjoy this as well. He did not know why he thought it was such a wonderful feeling, but he could not get enough of the idea, now moving his hands and fingers through her long, perfect hair. Good. Rey replied affirmatively and nodded, trusting Ben to keep his word. I swear I ll do the same. Picturing a galaxy where Ben left Rey, she decided that it was too dull, lonely. She knew that she was willing to do anything in her power to ensure that she never had to return to a life like on Jakku ever again. The First Order was an entirely different issue. Rey felt less terrified of them than she did with the thought of losing Ben. She knew that whatever happened, Ben was there to protect her, and she would protect him.Rey laughed slightly when he explained how he wanted to play with her hair, unfamiliar with the gesture. Her hair wasn t something she ever flaunted, or even allowed someone to touch, often tying it tightly behind her head. The thought of it being a useful quality was an idea that flew over Rey s head completely.She nodded curiously anyway, allowing him to run his hands through her hair.It was enjoyable, much to her surprise, having him pet her while being totally enveloped in his warmth. It made her feel calm, and protected, like being carefully rocked to sleep. Rey shuffled in closer while her arms still clung around his chest, feeling the cottony texture of his clothes against her skin.Finally, she settled down properly next to Ben and found a comfortable spot. ... Goodnight Ben. Rey smiled sleepily up at Ben while laying there, her eyes struggling to stay open, although they eventually closed after a long while of her trying to gaze at him. Gradually, she began to drift off into sleep. Good night, Rey. Just as Ben requested, his fingers would glide through her long locks repeatedly until Rey fell asleep. Then, once he could tell that she was asleep because of her breathing patterns, Ben finally allowed his own eyes to slide closed. It only took a minute before sleep came for him as well. Being with Rey allowed him to accept the warm embrace, his entire body experiencing the most relaxed state he had ever experienced before. It was all because of Rey.For the first time since that fateful day where he was nearly killed along with the rest of his cohort at the Jedi Temple, Ben experience true peace and bliss while sleeping. Dreams did not plague him. Nightmares did not wake him up. Instead, there was pure happiness and glorious feelings. Ben would even stay asleep the entire night, which was strange as well. When he finally did wake up, his eyes slowly opened and Rey s beautiful face was the first thing he saw. That was exactly how he wanted to start each day. Unable to help himself, Ben knew they would have to get up soon anyways, Ben leaned down and gently pressed his lips against Rey s.Even though anyone might be grumpy at being awoken after a night of sleep, he hoped that waking her up with a kiss and a soft touch of his hand cupping one side of her face would help her transition smoothly. He would be smiling at her the entire time, looking to greet her with one more kiss once her eyes opened for him. Good morning, Rey. Ben whispered quietly, hoping that sleeping beside him provided Rey with everything she needed.

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Special Agent Spider (Alpha and Redneck Queen)

"With great power, comes great responsibility." Those where the last words Uncle Ben uttered to Peter almost twenty years ago. Words that had taken hold in his young mind and shaped him. That night he took responsibility into his hands and found the man who had killed Ben. In a snap moment he made a decision that went on to shape the rest of his life. When he starting feeling contemplative as he sometimes did, Peter often wondered the direction his life would have taken if he had spared the mugger's life. If, by showing mercy he may have walked a different path than the we he was on.But that night, in this world, Peter Parker had made a choice.He decided that ending one life could save countless others, and with the powers he had been given. It was his responsibility to do so.To think, he had been just a kid when he'd made that choice and he had seen the world with such clearity. That the weight of a single death vs. countless lives saved was worth it. And in the years since he had made that same call, time and time again resolute in the believe that ending a single life to save dozen, hundreds or even thousands more was the right thing. And when S.H.I.E.L.D. came knocking offering him a job, offering him a chance to operate in a global scale he couldn't say no. And so they took him in, they trained him not only to kill more efficiently but also the trade craft of the spy.And here he was, in his early 30's, known to be one of the most effective covert operatives alive, the training he was given augmented by the gifts that the spider bite had bestowed upon him, able to move without detection through classified areas that others couldn't dream of wile blending into crowds with an unparalleled ease.He couldn't help but chuckle to himself as he sipped at the watered down champign the Latverian Embassy was trying to pass off as high quality to the people of Paris and other diplomats in attendance of the reception the small Eastern European was holding. There was a certain perk to the job, getting to attend these glamorous functions, they where the kind of thing a kid from Queens had only ever dreamed about but here he stood in a perfectly tailored tux amid the most rich and powerful in the world. Peter J. Parker stood a shade over six feet tall, his lean yet muscular frame, the mixed result of training and the spider bite, well suited to the black jacket that hugged his broad shoulders and long arms. His dark hair neatly combed for the evenings festivities.Wile he was Tony Stark, Peter was known to be charming, the multitude of women around the world he had managed to bed would atest to that.But tonight was no simple pleasure trip. Director Hell had dispatched him here on orders, to survey the party and attempt to confirm if Latveria had turned to arms dealing. A number of new threats packing never before seen super tech had been cropping up across the globe and wile The Avengers had been keeping things in hand the volume of incidents was cause of alarm. But for now, Peter drifted into the crowd, sipping at his drink wile he tried to enjoy himself for awhile. Felicia hardy was one of the many guests, had heard that various rich women would be wearing diamonds or pearls but she had no interest in pearls. She stood against the wall clutching at her beaded clutch that matched her dress, placed a lose strand of platinum blonde hair behind her ear. This wasn t really her type of party because despite all the jewels she was more interested in something else, that particular item was hidden away in a safe. She d been trained by Black Fox she knew what she was doing, she blended in perfect with all the rich people. Grabbing a glass of champagne she sipped it then nearly spit it out because it was nasty, she d definitely tasted way better. The Hors d oeuvres didn t even appeal to her, some of the things going around made her question her mission. Come on stay on task. The blonde thief thought as she made her way through the crowd, down the hall. She didn t care who she had bumped she was headed to the ladies room or so she had told a guard, as soon as she was out of sight she made her move. Picking the lock to the study she weaved her way into the room, towards the safe. The combination was easy, as soon as she had what she was after she relocked the safe then weaved herself back down the halls taking her place against the wall once more. She was so good at her job she hadn t even triggered the silent alarms. Scanning the room for any signs of trouble, anyone he may recognize as a possible connection to the incidents going on around the globe, Peter suddenly felt the hairs on the base of his neck prick up. His Spidersense. That weird almost supernatural sense that let him know when something wasn't right. A scan of the room revealed nothing of particular note until his gaze settled upon a single woman. For a moment, he felt breathless.He had met his share of beautiful women in his life but something about this one stuck out in a way he couldn't place. His Spidersense was also screaming at him that she was up to something. He watched as she made her way through the crowd and he sauntered slowly over to the spot she had vacated. It was a good vantage, giving a view of the whole ballroom along with the upper gallery and the positions of the security thugs trying to look inconspicuous. When he saw her re emerge he was ready, a glass held in each hand, offering one towards her as she approached, "I get a feeling you're probably the least boring person in this room." He said with a grin. I ll take that as a compliment. The blonde said as she took the glass of champagne, smiled a little. She lifted the glass to her lips swallowing the watered down alcohol so she didn t draw attention to herself as she watched the other people in the room, coughed into her hand. Felicia Hardy.... The blonde said with a smile as she extended her hand holding the clutch as tight as possible with the other hand. She had a feeling they d met before but it had been quite sometime, she hadn t seen him in years now she was standing in his presence once again wondering if he d remember her. He smiled and leaned forward, taking her hand and gently pressing his lips to the back of, "Parker. Peter Parker." Replied.There where some people out there who would think he was stupid for giving out his real name. But the great thing was, that even with the literaration there where still millions of people with the same name in the world so anyone finding him would be difficult. And if anyone was able to find him his cover was so well crafted that there was no way in hell anyone would assume he was who he was.But still, something about her seemed familiar in a way he couldn't place. So what brings you to latveria? Felicia asked with a smile fighting with what she really wanted to ask him, listening to the crowd of people. There didn t seem to be very much going on, she d gotten what she d come for so sticking around wasn t really on her mind. She wanted to get to know him again, pretending she fit in with the crowd wasn t exactly helping her when it came to him remembering who she was. The blonde had come from queens just like he had, the last time he would have seen her would have been back in college. Now she was pretending to be a socialite which wasn t really her scene. It was time to play the part of the board businessman, something he'd done time and time again at these kinds of events. With any luck he'd be able to slip away for a few quick moments to complete his objective before going back.... somewhere with the bombshell where they could get a more comfortable and less dressed."Business" he said with half a shrug. Not a lie at all, not that anyone could tell the difference if he was or wasn't.Something in the back of his brain clicked on her name, a jumble of different memories that he hadn't put much thought to in years painted a picture of her as he remembered her and he couldn't help but laugh, "How did I not place it before. Felicia Hardy. I haven't seen you in years." College.... that was the last time you saw me Peter Parker. Why don t you say we get out of here, go some place a little less discreet. Some place with lesser people. Felicia said as she smiled a little ruffling his hair, sauntering away hoping he would follow her. She d make sure he was back at his post before the party was over. Her hotel wasn t very far from where they were now, she always made sure to go with a penthouse suit because she didn t do simple. He blinked after her for several moments, utterly shocked by this strange course the night had taken.Peter pursed his lips and looked back around the room. There was nothing in his mandate that said he HAD to retrieve Intel at the party. He been here for hours and not seen anything that lead him to believe there where any kind of dirty deals going on. He could always slip away from Felicia in the pre dawn hours to run a physical search of the place. Hell. That would probably be easier."I.....yeah." he stammered following after her, slipping a hand around her waist as they went. The blonde had taken an Uber because other then crashing parties like this she stayed in her suit, she haled the same car that had picked her up. Telling the driver she had another rider she climbed into the back, looked at the house with a smile on her face. She gave the driver directions to her hotel, smiled suddenly she wanted to slam Peter Parker against the wall of her hotel room. The blonde had always had a crush on him but had never been able to get his attention at least not until tonight, being alone with him was only half the fun.

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Amazonian Mischief (Wave and Cinder)

It had been almost a century since the god of war tasted defeat at the hands of the Amazonian princess. Amongst the many enemies she fought since then, the mythical being remained to be one of her major adversaries she had ever faced. Diana had discovered her true self, what she really was capable of during that climactic battle against her formidable foe. Defeating Ares had only been possible when the queen of amazons unleashed her true potential that day. Since then, Diana had grown to control her powers better and use them more efficiently in the battle against evil. She had embraced herself as the protector of the whole world and not just the island of Themyscira, acting as the fragile bridge between men and her kind. With the new age, Diana had made new friends of different strengths and attributes. Although her methods hadn t changed over the years, she too had learned to take advantage of modern technology. Thanks to one of her resourceful colleagues, she had discovered some evidence that led her to suspect her biggest enemy s return. The evidence was pointing to a virgin forest far from civilization.Now more confident of her powers and abilities, experienced heroine had embarked on a lonely journey to strangle this menace at birth, before the god of war gained his former strength back. He was a cunning entity that feed upon conflict. Even when he had a worldwide war to empower his already potent Olympian abilities, Diana had managed to defeat her foe. This time too, the confident Amazonian princess was determined to stop her wicked enemy. Since the mythical being's defeat at the hands of the amazon, years hadn t taken away anything from the woman s beauty. Her athletic form was perhaps the best example of an amazon s striking physique. A fit body that was shaped through centuries of training and exercising, Diana s gifted features were certainly worthy of the name queen of amazons. Her ceremonial battle attire hadn t changed, the athletic woman still carrying colors blue and red. Her firm breasts were tight and secure beneath the dark red bodice that covered her top. Multilayered strips of leather formed a short skirt below her waist. It allowed the dynamic heroine to move freely, in the expense of exposing her long legs. Long black strands of the woman were loose, reflecting the dynamism of the amazon.The desolate wilderness didn t disorient the demigod heroine asDianafollowed a straight path between tall trees and over lush fields. She would preferred the greenery over the crowd of the city as it made her at home. Harshness of the environment wasn t enough to tire a woman with superhuman stamina. Her hair swayed, her magical shield and sword clanged on her back as she walked through the woods. At the end of her journey, she found an ancient temple in the middle of the forest. A divine place seemed to be the perfect spot for her adversary to gain his powers. Although she was very well aware of her enemy s unquestionable strength, practically nothing scared the fearless warrior queen. The brunette warrior was a venturous woman who liked to face her enemies directly unlike some of her colleagues who preferred a more tactical approach. Her booted feet climbed the stone stairs as she quickly delved into the temple. I know you re here! Diana s loud shout announced the confident heroine s arrival. He remembered that one fateful day all too well. The pain from the lightning going straight through his body had been nearly unbearable. Being a God, he was immortal, but Diana had definitely taken him out of the picture for a couple of decades. But as he had predicted back then in the nineteen forties, humans kept starting conflict after conflict So he had fed off of their rage, of their hatred for each other and finally it had led to him creating some sort of a physical form. It was far from perfect and unable to properly wield his vast powers just yet but would have to do for now. Besides, all he needed was time: time to make the world bleed once more like he had done so many times before. And with the current world leaders at each other s throats, he didn t think it would be all that hard to accomplish.And indeed it wasn t. With every whisper, with every message, with every hint, he could feel their anger reach new heights. It was only a matter of time before a new war would break out, a war that would bring him back to his former glory. With every passing day, he could feel his strength increase and as it happened, he could feel his body grow stronger. Because of his rebirth, saidbodylooked younger than it had years prior, showing off powerful muscles on arms and legs, his abs revealing great strength. He had decided to go back to the outfit he had preferred back when the Romans and the Greeks had ruled the earth, with seemingly heavy metal plates covering his shoulders and upper arms, using leather straps to make sure they remained in place. He had repeated the process with his shins, wearing lighter, leather boots under heavier, iron shin protectors. Two leather flaps formed some sort of a skirt around his waist and part of his upper legs, completing the set. He was proud of his body s appearance and wasn t afraid to show it, hence why his chest remained bare.He turned his head as a familiar voice echoed through the corridors, narrowing his eyes as he felt the rage build within him. His darling stepsister. The woman who had singlehandedly stopped him from creating a much better world, from taking back what the humans had stolen from them in their rage and their hatred for each other. He believed he was doing the right thing, he really did, but it seemed Diana refused to see it. She believed inlove. A sentiment he despised. It existed, he knew, but it was small compared to that of humanity s anger, hate, and bloodlust. And yet Yet she had managed to defeat him. And here she was again. It was a mystery to him how she had found him so quickly, but he guessed it couldn t be helped.Grunting, the God pulled a heavy axe off the ground, the metal of his shin pad making a slight clinging sound as he briefly reinforced it before moving in the direction of the voice with heavy steps, the sound of his foot making contact with the floor echoing slightly. Like Diana, Ares could care less about strategic approaches. He preferred to face his foes head on, which was exactly what he was going to do right now. He knew she was powerful enough to beat him, definitely in his current state, but he was determined to prove he was right. That hate was all humans lived for. Hello, Diana. You didn t think you d see me again, did you? his voice was low and threatening, and soon the God s physical form stood in front of the superheroine, about twenty feet away from her. Tell me Do you still believe humans have some good in them? Surely you ve realized by now that all they do is fight each other? It didn t take long for the renowned warrior princess to find her infamous enemy in the quiet temple. Or rather, he himself showed his presence to the woman. So, the intel was actually accurate, god of war had returned. That was giving Diana no choice, but drive the evil away once again like she did many years ago. Last time, her enemy had made the critical mistake of underestimating his opponent. He was less likely to do the same. At the same time, he was facing a more assertive Wonder Woman now, one who had better control over her powers. She was a more matured crime fighter now. Although Diana wasn t na ve enough to blame her cunning adversary for every wrongdoing of men, she knew how strong of an influence he could have over mortals.When no ordinary mortals were around to trick, theatrics were not necessary. Similar to the confident heroine, the man was in a more traditional attire, certainly looking the part of a higher mythical being from an older era. He had the shape of a capable warrior. His body carried the mighty features of a Greek statue. Diana didn t know how much of his godly powers the man managed to summon. Regardless, he was a formidable foe, whom the amazonian princess didn t fear to confront. In fact, the woman believed to be the only person who could do so. More than anyone else, it was her duty to shield the world from her treacherous half brother s persecution. Before him, Diana kept her upright gait. Her long legs shoulder width apart, she stood tall and confident in front of her dangerous opponent. Ares Whilst the man had destroyed the other, Diana drew a new Amazonian sword. The real weapon was the woman herself though. Her last encounter with Ares had made the warrior princess understand that only the hand that used it mattered and not the actual weapon itself. That being said, she had received the aid of the magical artifacts she carried countless times, primarily her lasso and bracelets. Both incredibly beneficial relics for the amazon s fight against injustice. Some do. Diana subtly responded. Her free hand reached to her back as the woman pulled her golden shield. Ornate engravings on the round object shined towards the topless figure standing before her fit form.The cunning god s words were poisonous. The amazon s evil counterpart held wicked motivations that could be only explained as malignant and destructive. And I ll keep fighting for those who cannot fight for themselves! The brunette warrior exclaimed, the old temple amplifying her words. HAA! Not waiting any longer, Diana roared. Stone floor under her feet cracked as the warrior princess darted out. Her shield out on the front, the woman plunged forward in a blur to ram her shield against her old enemy. He remembered all too well that he had underestimated her the last time, so it definitely wouldn t happen again. The problem was that he didn t really know how strong she had become over the decades, as there was no doubt in his mind that she had indeed grown stronger. Or at least she looked stronger, not necessarily physically, but definitely mentally. She had an aura of confidence around her and that worried him, for he knew he was nowhere near his full strength yet. He really had hoped it would ve taken her longer to find him, that he would ve had more time to prepare for her inevitable arrival, but she had left him no choice.He watched her draw her sword and a smirk tugged at his lips, remembering all too well what he had done to the other one. Fool. You know mortal weapons can t hurt me , his low voice rumbled, almost making it sound like the growl of a wild animal. It was nothing more but a trial to make her doubt herself, in reality, fully knowing that while the weapon itself didn t pose a threat to him, the hand that wielded it did, which in turn made it possible to injure him. Only a God can kill a God It was a bit of an exaggeration, he guessed, considering he was still alive, although it was possible she couldn t fully kill him because she was only a demigod. It would make sense, but even Ares didn t know the real answer to that question. You haven t learned a thing, have you? he asked as she now stood before him with sword and shield in hand, lifting the heavy battleaxe to hold it with both hands, narrowing his eyes as he shifted his legs a bit, slightly moving from foot to foot in the process to ensure he could change his stance within a matter of seconds. What have they ever done for you, Diana? Even the one who loved you left you behind all those years ago , he said, referring to Steve s sacrifice back in the World War. He believed it had been a rather despicable act: instead of staying with the one he loved , he had decided to try and gain the honor all for himself. A selfish act that, in his eyes at least, only proved his point. Humans were despicable, unable to care for others, instead preferring to destroy each other than to work together.And then she charged. He guessed he should've expected it, considering she had been the one to attack first the last time too. Her fearless attitude Ares could respect, for she was probably the only one willing to throw herself at a God without hesitation. Bracing himself, he stretched his arms and soon felt her shield collide with the belly of his own weapon, feeling himself move slightly because of the sudden impact, the floor cracking slightly beneath his feet. He grunted, immediately feeling she had grown stronger and that his own strength was nowhere near it used to be. If he had to guess, then he wouldn t be able to win a test of strength, meaning he would have to try and go for more refined tactics. If only you could see them for who they really are, Diana , he growled before finally trying to shift his body to the left while also increasing the pressure with the same arm, hoping to use her momentum against her and make her stumble past. Sharp clang of the Amazonian shield resounded within the stone walls as the golden object hit at the man s choice of weapon with great force. Not only righteousness, but anger too fueled her will of fighting in this case. Especially when the god of war reminded the woman the sad fate of her deceased lover, a clear fury sparked within the Amazon s brown eyes. Diana of course understood the sacrifice of the war hero, but part of her still found it a selfish act as her enemy put it. He had chosen to save the day, and left the warrior princess to save the world instead, alone. Steve was a great man the Amazonian warrior mourned for a long time. Not everyone had the charm and spirit to attract an Amazon after all. And a man to impress one, to manage to convince an Amazon to spread her legs for some passionate moments could have very well considered the manhood s biggest achievement of the past century. Now enraged more, Diana swung her ornate sword fiercely to test whether the weapon could indeed hurt a god or not. The sharp metal cut through the air in a shrill whistle. The blade drew a continuous, wide arc across the air as Ares shifted to the side and dodged out of the way of the weapon.A sharp tongue was no less effective of a weapon than the mythical being s axe as the words of the princess cunning foe wounded the renowned heroine. Diana lowered her brows at her ancient adversary, a clear fire burning in her beady eyes. Sometimes her strength, and sometimes a weakness, her curious nature and emotional side had always been features that separated the brunette woman from her sisters in Themyscira. She had hope for humanity, so much so that made her willing to protect them. However, she was no longer the na ve princess she once were, who blamed an upper being s influence for all of the mankind s wrongdoings. In fact, even after Ares defeat they had started a war bigger than the last. I respect them as they are Ares. Diana suggested, hopping a few feet behind to put some distance between herself and the muscular man. She knew trying to reason with her wicked half brother was a lost cause. Despite his many skills in deception, he wouldn t be able to understand the concept of love and sympathy. not judge them for what they should have been. The brunette warrior raised her shield.Wounding a god, defeating him was a difficult concept to truly comprehend. However, Diana was named godkiller for a reason. Honestly, she had more in common with Ares than weak mortals, but she was also aware that her half brother had to be stopped before it was too late. Her golden shield dropped on the ground with a sharp bang as Diana let it go of her hand. She abandoned her defensive stance for a more aggressive approach. Another time, the 6 heroine rushed forward like an arrow. Her sword was clenched tight in her hand, although she didn t use that particular weapon. The woman got low and slid across the floor, using the strength of her long Amazonian legs to tackle her enemy off the cracked ground below him. He could feel the air shift as her sword barely missed his shoulder, repositioning himself slightly so they stood across of each other yet again, as if they had just simply switched sides. You feel it, don t you? The anger? The fury? He smirked a bit, knowing full well he had touched a sore chord by bringing up her deceased lover. You re just like them, Diana. You know that I m right. You know that humans live to destroy and for their own glory. That s why you re so angry with him. Because he left you behind the moment you needed him the most. He took a couple of steps back, his moves echoing slightly as he did so, raising his own axe in response to her raising her shield. Her words echoed in his mind and he groaned, shaking his head in disbelief. How could someone be so short sighted? How could someone not see the truth, even if it was right in front of them? Zeus hadn t created these humans to destroy they Earth! They didn t deserve it, and yet here she was, his half sister, telling him that they had to respect them for what they were. They only seek to destroy what my... our father created. And when I tried to make things right, they all turned against me. They destroyed everything, Diana, how can you not see that? How can you still believe in those... those creatures? he slammed the hilt of his axe against the floor in frustration, the sound filling the room for a brief moment as she dropped her shield, seemingly planning on taking a more offensive approach this time. He guessed she had realized that his strength was not what it used to be, planning to take advantage of it. He couldn t really blame her if that was indeed the case.But he wouldn t go down willingly, so the moment she started to run towards him, he wasted no time lifting his axe, ready to smash it down with everything he had. Wha ! he was unprepared for her next move, however, having expected a strike of the sword. Instinctively he tried to step out of the way, but the brief hesitation cost him dearly as she hit his left leg in the process, making him grunt in pain as his knee gave way beneath him, the force of her tackle enough to make him lose his balance. The axe smashed the floor to pieces but completely missed its mark for the rest as he dropped to a knee.Slowly, he rose back to his feet, turning towards her with furious eyes. He had had enough of this. Knowing he couldn t properly manipulate his surroundings yet, he knew he d have to do it the old fashioned way, so he started to run in the Amazonian s direction, raising the axe as high as he could before letting it soar downwards, not even trying to hide he was going straight for the head. His movements were a bit sloppier because of the hit on his knee, but it only fueled his anger as he let out a primal roar as he tried to strike. Last time Diana defeated the evil god, it had seemed like a definitive end that no man could survive. Her enemy of course was no ordinary man, not human, very different than the Amazon s other struggles. Now she could see that she had merely caused a delay when she broke him into pieces as her treacherous foe stood in the flesh once more. How wrong her mother was assuming he would never return. He looked different, but sounded the same, giving her the same lecture on humans, how irredeemable they really were. Of course, the Amazonian princess would fight as much as she could in favor of innocent and pure, keep battling to drive the conflict away. However, she didn t know what more she could do to ensure Ares hadn t returned as her last victory had already seemed pretty conclusive given what she had done to the man. Since destroying an evil god proved to be a difficult task, perhaps Diana should impose other punishments for the powerful being s redressment. In the name of justice of course.Dropping the man on one knee, the athletic brunette quickly got to her feet. She used her sword to stop her momentum, flashy sparks flew out of her blade as it ground against the floor. So far, the evidence was telling her that the god of war hadn t regained all of his strength back on mortal plane. Rushing into the place as soon as she was informed on the possible return of her old enemy appeared to be a good idea after all. Regardless, he was still a dangerous foe who had to be handled with care. No, it is you who destroys everything Ares. The tall Amazon claimed. You slayed them all! She mentioned the fate of the other gods at the hands of her treacherous enemy. Not before Zeus put the events that would stop his corrupt son in motion though as the beautiful Amazon now indeed stood confident in front of the god of war. I can see it well. Diana set her brown eyes on the man. You are a monster. Her glances swept her adversary s muscular body, watched the well built man lift his imposing axe for an undoubtedly strong blow aimed at the princess.When her peaked senses slowed things down in the heat of the battle, it allowed a better observation. Although sharp and magical, Ares weapon dwarfed the Amazon s ornate sword in comparison, similar to how his brawny body could shame even the most trained crime fighter. If she were to lower the bottom piece of his battle attire, Diana guessed the rest of her adversary s body would put the mortal men to shame as well. From the leather flaps below the man s waist, The Amazon s fierce eyes moved up, following two burly arms raising the hefty axe high in the air. The more power he put into his swing, the better. She launched her sword into the ground. The sharp blade pierced the very stone and stuck to the floor. When no innocent were around to be harmed, Diana had no issue causing a bang. Olive skinned heroine crossed her arms before her charming face. She pulled one of her long legs back to brace for the impact. The bracelets she wore began to shine brightly to absorb Ares powerful blow and deflect it back against its owner. Ares had actually expected to die all those years ago, the sight of the lightning soaring towards him still fresh in his mind. And yet here he was once more, not nearly as powerful as before, but he wasaliveand that was what counted. Still, she had definitely shown him that she was capable of terrifying things and he would rather not go through it again. Being unable to die didn t mean you couldn t feel pain, after all. No, he would have to get rid of Wonder Woman somehow, though he wasn t sure if that was really possible. While not a God, she possessed all kinds of abilities as well, making him wonder if it was even possible to kill her. I did what was necessary to save this world! , he roared as the blade of his axe briefly reflected the small bit of sunlight that managed to infiltrate the temple, his anger only increasing as she mentioned him murdering the other Gods. While it was true that he had killed them, including parts of his family, he had done so in a trial to save the world from an evil they refused to see. And he knew for a fact that Diana understood he wasn t all that wrong. She had shown glimpses of it during their last fight, crushing soldiers with just a single blow right after her lover had committed suicide. He knew she had the potential, but her heart was too soft to understand it would take sacrifices. He knew that, because of her having lived in the human world for so long, she had created some sort of a soft spot for them. And that made it so she didn t see that this world didn t need humans which meant the world didn t need her. Not anymore. He used to believe he could make her see the path to the truth, but that hope had died along with his body from all those years ago. The monster you speak of is outside of this temple , he said as he stormed towards the Amazon, his axe high in the air as it soared towards its target. The muscular man half and half expected her to use her sword to block it or dodge it by sidestepping, but his eyes widened as she braced herself, lifting her arms in front of her and leaving him no chance to switch up his attack. The moment the blade made contact with the superheroine s bracelets and a loud, metallic bang filled the area as the collision created a powerful shockwave around the duo, sweeping the God off his feet. He literally got blasted into a wall and dropped to the floor, his axe on the floor right in front of the heroine s feet, having lost his grip the moment the strike had been deflected.Grunting, the God slowly but surely pushed himself to his knees and then to his feet, standing on rather wobbly legs for a couple of seconds as he tried to regain his bearings. The few armor pieces he wore had been greatly damaged, the one on his left arm now loosely hanging by one remaining strap and clear cuts in the skirt showing parts of his upper legs. Luckily for him, the body itself was nearly indestructible, meaning blood loss was something he wouldn t have to worry about. Still, it was at this point that the man knew his half sister had bested him a second time. A small smirk appeared on his face as he thought about it. It was only now that he realized that they had reached the point where she could try and kill him a second time, but You cannot destroy me, Diana. Whatever you do, I ll keep returning And one day, I ll create a world that was supposed to exist today. It were supposed to be his final words, he guessed, as he felt his relatively weak body was nearing its limits already. If only he d had more time He guessed he'd have to find a better hiding spot next time. So go on. Kill me. See if it works this time. Loud bang created by the man s axe hitting at her golden bracelets shook the entire building, dust falling down the ceiling and small rocks trembling across the place. It was a powerful blow only harmful to its owner as Diana s armor cuffs deflected the impact. Amazon s eyes squinted, her long hair strands streamed wildly, muscles in her body fluttered as the shockwave pushed the god of war against the wall behind. Before Ares fell back on the ground, his muscular body hitting at it with great force formed large cracks in the wall. When Diana uncrossed her bare arms, they revealed the defeated sight of the man at her feet. Her eyes looked down at the powerful being, struggling to get to his feet while the Amazon towered above her fallen arch enemy. At least he could have caught a nice view of the Amazon s wonderful legs as he rose up.While the god s earthly body looked roughed up, that didn t take anything from his cunning talk. Diana had beaten many foes. Once down at her feet, most used to have a change of heart below the imposing figure who bested them. Not this one though. He remained loyal to his cause. Sadly, his motives required unacceptable deeds. While he hated mortals, lesser beings, Diana saw a very earthly issue in the man, madness. For a moment, especially when beaten, Ares looked less like a monster that needed to be destroyed as she claimed earlier, and more like a mad villain that needed rehabilitation. Tasting defeat a second time should already be a big punishment for the powerful god, but he might have needed additional penalty for his warmongering.Her hand once again gripped the hilt of her ornate sword as Diana pulled the blade from the stone floor. Sharp tip of the weapon pointed at the man s throat as she drew the sword up. I ve learned Ares. The Amazon began to explain. Building a better world, instead of destroying a bad one. That s what matters. She pulled her sword back, only to swiftly thrust it forward. The weapon went through the gap between his shoulder and metal plate that covered it. A sharp sweep ripped the said armor piece off the man s shoulder. I have no hope you would understand. Similarly, the tall brunette dismembered the other shoulder piece off his muscular torso as well. To fully understand the goodness in humanity, she had to spend time with them, learn their strengths and weaknesses. The strict, confident Amazon used her magic sword skillfully. Not unless you first feel what they feel. Repeated swings of her weapon rang in the great hall. Guilt. Joy. Remorse. Fear. Diana uttered a list of emotions she too had experienced. Every sharp sweep of her magical blade cut a different leather strap, disjointed another piece of armor.Soon, Wonder Woman once again put her sword down. The athletic heroine lifted one foot and pressed it on the man s bare chest to lay her weakened enemy across the floor. Her foot still on Ares s body, she leaned down. Gravity deepened her cleavage, added her bust more volume. Humiliation. Diana added lastly. One strong feminine hand hooked into the god s skirt like bottom piece. The Amazon pulled on it hard, strictly tearing and removing the article off the man s hips. He would have caught those legs too, if it hadn t been for him having his eyes closed as he got back to his feet, grunting and huffing with every move. He now understood what it meant to be powerless, to behumanin a way, believing that this was what humans felt during their daily lives. And that included the anger, too. He didn t believe they were capable of feeling anything else and ironically, it made him feel pretty much the same. While his final motive was to build a different world, his means to get there were much like those of humans, who went to war to achieve what they wanted to achieve. Still, he believed he was a lot different from them, for not only was he a God, but he had never started a war. He had only given them inspiration , so to speak, and had left them free to do whatever they wanted afterward.He rose his head slightly as she spoke about having learned . You clearly don t know how to make a sacrifice , he groaned, slightly spreading his arms as she pulled back her sword, watching it come closer and already accepting it, only to suddenly feel it go straight through the gap between his shoulder and armor, gasping slightly in surprise. What are you , he didn t have the time to complete his sentence as she continued stabbing away at his armor, revealing more of his body with every move until only the skirt and boots remained. Really, Diana? Do you really think you can stop me just by stripping me? Unlike you, I actually don t need bracelets or anything of the like to gain strength. Groaning as she pressed him back to the floor with relative ease with her foot, he instinctively placed his hands around the ankle, pulling at it with everything he had which wasn t all that much anymore. While his outfit didn t done anything for him, the short struggle beforehand had already depleted his strength, which only frustrated him even more. Are you too weak to kill me? Are you afraid? What are you waiting for? He wanted this to end quickly, but it didn t look like she was willing to give him that. Humiliation. The word rang in his head like poison, slowly starting to understand what she had in store for him. While the Amazon was a beautiful specimen, there wasn t a single vein in his body that wanted her to touch him in such a way And yet there was little he could do to protect himself. Even as she leaned down and showed him her assets from up close while grabbing a hold of his leather skirt, he was unable to do much else besides pulling at the foot on his chest, though it was impossible to get it off. And what do you hope to achieve this way?" The cold air touched his member as it was now completely visible, indeed putting many mortal men to shame. Grunting, he let go of her boot, knowing it didn t help him in the slightest, and simply stared up at her with narrowed eyes, demanding some sort of an explanation. Surely she didn t think this would destroy him, for he knew for a fact that it wouldn t. While it would definitely be humiliating considering his status as a God, it wouldn t help her case in the slightest, or at least not for as far that he could tell, unless she had different plans. No matter what kind, Diana was aware that any punishment she found fitting to her fallen opponent wouldn t mean much for a being above anything human. She knew this visage was a mere reflection of his true mighty self. A mortal punishment required a mortal body though, one that felt pain and pleasure. For a powerful being who saw himself higher than anyone else, an attack aimed at his pride seemed to be a proper treatment. It had already begun too, even before Diana tore his armor off. The moment her adversary lay under the Amazon s boot, tugging at her foot, he didn t look like a powerful god, but a prisoner of the Amazonian princess. On the bright side, he had lost to the fiercest one, and of course, the most beautiful one.Like his ego and self esteem, what Diana uncovered beneath his skirt was immodest and big. For someone who had no business with humane desires, he had given himself quite a hefty tool. The Amazon s judging eyes spent some time staring at the man s impressive member as it was kind of a distracting sight when it was fully exposed like that. Unlike his bared opponent, it was true Diana greatly depended on the artifacts she wore in the battles she fought. They weren t just mere decorations or shiny ornaments. While Diana was still a strong and capable fighter without her gear, stripping them away would have lowered some of her abilities. The princess never denied that she received their aid in battle either. That she used her magical artifacts to give herself an edge in combat. Bracelets of submission. Diana talked about one of them. Guess what they do? Looking down at her defeated adversary, Wonder Woman asked with a smirk.The tall Amazon straightened herself up, pulling her booted leg off the man as well. Instead, her soft hands reached for Ares, grasping the god of war from his ankles. She lifted his legs up in the air. Between them, one of her feet found the man s impressive package. I won t kill you Ares. Diana explained. Like a pedal, the Amazon began to press her boot on his manhood. You ll spend the rest of your days thinking about Amazonian justice. His balls were first to compress under Wonder Woman s boot. How me, the queen of Themyscira, crushed you. The tall brunette lowered her dark brows at the man. Tip of her boot pushed against the hilt of the god s member, bending that sizely organ towards his muscular stomach. Using full force of her strong, long legs would be too cruel, but Diana still trampled on his cock to make her point.As if turning a wide wheel, Diana twirled her hands to roll Ares on his stomach. As the man lay facedown, Wonder Woman took the man between her wondrous legs as the princess towered above her weakened foe. Her feet placed at each side of the stripped man, Diana leaned down. She wrapped one arm around his neck. Alright, up. The strict Amazon ordered, pulling the man up to his knees and hands. The physique of his body was never really related to his actual strength, for he usually was stronger than he seemed. Today, however, it was probably the other way around, for his body was muscular and strong while the god was weakened. His ego was still the same, however, and to be at his halfsister's mercy was definitely something he didn't enjoy. He doubted that anything she was capable of could make things worse, for simply the fact she could stand there, one boot on his chest without having to worry about him was probably the worst punishment she could ever dish out to him. Or at least, that's what he believed, for he had yet to understand that in his current state, he could as well have been a mere human. His strength sapped by his own attack and having started this fight in a weakened state, he could feel pain much like any human. On the other hand, he probably didn't appreciate the view of her long, powerful legs as much as a normal man would have."Surprise me...", he grunted as she spoke about her bracelets, though he could actually take a guess. The name pretty much gave it away, though he was determined to never submit to her, no matter what she did to him. She might have defeated him, but he would never bow before her, or at least not without her having to force him to his knees. As she grabbed a hold of his ankles, he tried to somewhat push himself up, leaning on his arms as he watched her with some sort of interest, yet also with clear fury in his eyes. He hated the fact there was nothing he could do about this whole situation and she probably knew that, for she was talking slowly, which usually meant they believed they had all the time in the world. The worst thing was: she probably had.His eyes widened as the heroine suddenly started to press her foot on top of the most sensitive part of his weakened body, grunting in pain as she slowly but surely pushed on, first squishing his balls before gently yet forcefully trampling his dick as it got pressed against his waist and lower stomach, gasping and unable to properly speak because of the burning sensation. It was at that moment that he realized that not only did he have weakened strength and almost no control over his usual powers, but the body was also subject to pain... And loads of it too. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes as he pressed his head against the floor, grunting and groaning as she forced him to listen to her, shaking his head slightly. And before he even knew what had happened, he found himself on his stomach, one arm around his neck as she cut off his airflow to pull him to his hands and knees."Ack!", he wheezed for a moment, but as soon as he 'complied', he immediately found his tongue again. "I'll never submit to the likes of you", he growled, rising to the position she had wanted him to simply because he had no choice, though one muscular yet weak hand was clawing at the Amazon's soft hand in a trial to pry it away from his throat, even though he knew there was little he could do to actually succeed. He could feel her legs against his sides and knew this was a very precarious position: he knew humans sometimes enjoyed 'horseracing', and he couldn't help but feel like he was some sort of a horse right now. And while the riders usually treated their steeds with respect, he had a feeling this wasn't going to be the case here. He could feel the frustration bubble within him and cursed the fact he could only grow stronger because of the hate of others."And then you call me a monster?" There was no men on the Amazonian island, but the women learned much about them, studied their anatomy, his weaknesses. There was a reason to these teachings too. Thanks to her deceived lover, Diana didn t share the strict attitude of her sisters when it came to men. She was still an Amazon though. God or not, treating anyone who had a cock between their legs as if they were inferior beings was in her nature still. She was from a place ruled by women. Proving the superiority of her gender had almost been an instinct for the woman who had Amazon blood running through her veins. Admittedly, this so called punishment was not entirely about Ares being her old enemy. In the past, meeting with Steve broke down some of her prejudices, while death of her pilot lover had brought some of it back.After his apparent defeat, the god of war seemed to lose a great deal of his power. Coming out victorious in a battle against him was still an impressive feat. However, it was clear the man hadn t regained all of his destructive strength back in the first place. His body was now easy to handle, easier to force him to be cooperative. Confidently standing up above him, between her strong legs, Diana rose the man up to his knees and hands. She lowered her tight Amazonian hips on his back, straddling the god of war as if he was one of her sturdy stallions. Her arm remained wrapped around the man s neck. Not too tight though as she wasn t trying to choke him. Although her position on top of her adversary reflected her victory over her enemy very well, Diana knew forcing him to his knees was not same with him sinking to his knees himself. He had to accept the Amazon s victory as well. You will. Diana countered confidently when her captive refused to surrender to the Amazonian justice. I ll make you. Wonder Woman claimed. She drew her free hand to her hip to pick the coiled lasso that hung from the waist of her fit body. Taming a god, it sounded like an unlikely deed. Regardless, the determined princess was up for the challenge. The magical rope wrapped the man s neck a few times as the woman swiftly ran it around his throat. She uttered the magical incantation. I compel you to tell the truth! The lasso came to life with the spoken phrase, beginning to shine brightly and illuminate the cracked walls of the temple in a yellow hue. Tell me you are no god of conflict! But Amazon property! Wonder Woman suggested, although that didn t put her magical lasso in motion. She knew that as well, that it wouldn t. But it doesn t work that way, does it? Diana quickly explained. You need to believe it first. Acknowledge it as truth. With that, the Amazon raise one of her strong hands, only to swiftly strike it down on her mounted opponent s bared butt. With the harsh smack she landed on Ares exposed bottom, her golden bracelets glowed brightly, adding more force to her strike. Her other hand yanked on the coiled Lasso, the rope squeezing the man s neck. Move! I want to pick my shield. Amazon barked her command, pulling on the man s leash to steer her defeated enemy in the direction she wished to go. Ares knew of Diana's heritage and of their prejudices towards their male counterparts, though he had never expected to be on the receiving end of their rather narrow minded opinions. He didn't realize he wasn't all that different from then, as he believed Gods were not only superior, but also meant to rule the world. Definitely when it came to a world inhabited by the human race, which clearly wasn't capable of leading and building a paradise on its own. No, instead of creating the world they were supposed to create, they destroyed all that lived... And what made matters worse, was that the other Gods had protected them doing it. He would never understand why or how his father and the others had decided to protect them, nor would he ever understand why a woman like Diana, who clearly had so much potential, would choose the humans over her half brother... Because it was quite clear to him that he was right, that his beliefs were the truth.He almost burst out laughing as she claimed she would make him submit to her, shaking his head as a chuckle briefly echoed off the walls, unable to remain completely silent. He didn't understand how she could say such a thing with so much confidence, for he knew for a fact he would never submit to her. It didn't matter what kind of punishment she had in store for him: he was determined to keep at least some of his pride intact. He knew that's all he had left too, feeling her thighs pressing down onto his back as she took a seat, grunting as he tried to shake his body a bit, stopping as soon as he felt her wrap something around his throat."Gah! What are you... Get that thing off me!", he realized what it was the moment it started to shine and fruitlessly tried to get a hold of it, but it was impossible to get it off. The fact he could only use one hand didn't help him either: using both would mean he'd fall to the ground face first, which would only add to the humiliation. As if it hadn't been enough by now.Even as she told him to tell her he was Amazon property, he remained silent, turning his head sideways with a dark grin on his face, which was clearly visible because of the light the lasso gave off. She didn't give him the chance to retort, however, explaining herself that it wouldn't work if it wasn't the truth... Or at least not a truth he believed in."Never, Diana... I'll never... ever... willingly bow before you... or any of your kind", he growled, barely managing to get the words out because of the leash around his neck. Now that was something he truly believed to be true, which was why he could say it in the first place, but his words didn't reflect the current reality at all. The moment her soft but strong hand slapped his buttcheek, he let out a loud growl of pain and frustration combined, trying to somehow lift himself and throw her off, which failed miserably as she literally pulled his neck to the side with the help of the rope.Forced to go in the direction she told him to go for he couldn't overpower her at this point in time, he slowly but surely turned, his knees starting to hurt slightly because of the constant pressure they were under, grunting as he shook his head multiple times in a useless trial to get the rope off his head. He didn't really have much say in the matter and he slowly but surely made his way over towards the shield, sometimes managing to take a small step back, but for the rest unable to resist the rope and the smacks."You'll pay for this, Diana... I'll get you... You'll regret doing this to me... And that's the real truth." He came to a stop next to the famous, ornate shield, his eyes briefly sliding over the different engravements with some sort of interest. He had to admit that it was a fine piece of work, but he didn't really care on the other hand either. All he cared about was getting out of here, but he doubted that'd be possible anytime soon. There... Now get that thing off of me! As the name implied, when one had been captured within the lasso of truth, one had no luxury of telling anything but truth. Even when Ares had the woman s golden lariat on her neck, his argument remained same. That surely meant that he really believed himself to be unbreakable, truly thought he would return the favor for the Amazon s treatment. Believing something and realizing those ambitions were two different concepts though, and Diana wasn t concerned by her adversary s empty threats. From where she stood, when she mounted him, the situation was pretty clear. There was no doubt about who had control over whom. Her second victory against this ancient being had been a more satisfactory one. Shattering his pride into pieces was more pleasing than tearing his disguised physical form. In an odd way, it was fun to toy with her enemy. You are both mad and delusional, Ares. The sneering princess of Amazons quickly brushed the man s threats off as she found them empty and unlikely.When she was close enough, Diana picked her radiant shield off the ground. This short travel wasn t the end of her enemy s penance though. Whenever her harsh treatment ripped a grunt from her timeless foe, it filled the woman with a strange sensation, rose the corners of her lips up. It wasn t exactly a heroical behavior, to find amusement in others abuse, no matter how grim they were. Still, Diana couldn t help but feel a pleasing sensation in the man s lowly treatment. What good is a shield without its pair? Wonder Woman asked with a subtle smile as if it was a riddle. No, I need my sword too. The princess suggested. Her tight Amazonian bottom rose up from the man s back as the woman towered on her long legs. She strode towards her ornate blade. While her long steps brought her closer to the weapon, the princess dragged the man behind her, sliding him on his back across the old temple s cold floor. Instead of picking her sword up though, Diana dropped her shield next to it.Her boots clicked in the quiet structure as the woman strutted around her enemy. She sat on the ground, just being the man s lain naked body. Her strong hands pulled the man up into a sitting position just in front of her. That thing is now your leash. She referred to Ares earlier words about her lasso. Pulling his arms to his back, she tied them together while the other end of the rope remained around his neck. Her long legs stretched in front of the woman. When she looked down over the man s shoulder, Diana had a good view of Ares hefty member. The woman draped her strong Amazonian legs over his and locked them in place. When Wonder Woman parted her firm thighs she spread the man s legs with them as well. One of her arms wrapped the man s neck from behind. Her free end ran around his waist and slid down. Do you share the men s sensations too? Diana asked. She showed a small hesitation to just grab his exposed rod because of her Amazonian nature. Soon though, her slender but strong digits closed around the man s thick shaft. When her enemy wielded no weapon, she firmly grasped his only remaining tool. Her hand began to move up and down, her warm fingers brushing along the shaft. While the Amazon s smooth legs held the man s legs, Ares did not have any choice but bear with the woman s touches. Although the woman squeezed his cock tightly, said firm touches didn t necessarily need to feel bad. From its hilt to the head, Diana started to stroke the man s impressive member. If he could feel pain, the god of war could very well feel other sensations too. This one included an Amazon s hand around his manhood as the attractive heroine s capable fingers slid up and down on his shaft. He wished he could tell her that she was wrong, that she was a fool to believe he wouldn't get back at her, though at the same time there was a slight feeling of doubt somewhere at the back of his head. With the lasso curled around his throat, Diana on top of him and this mortal body unable to fight back, he knew it was unlikely he'd be able to actually break free. Then again, he didn't have to, or at least not at this very moment. He was a god, after all, so there was little that could stop him from getting back at her once she finally decided she had punished him enough. Still, the fact he was unable to say it out loud could already be taken as a small victory, though he was nowhere near admitting he was 'her property' yet. Quite frankly, he wasn't going to let that happen.As she picked up her shield, he rolled his eyes as she commented she needed her sword as well. He knew full well where it was as she had dropped it near the spot where she had mounted him. However, it seemed she didn't want to ride him there, and he actually had to hold back a sigh of relief as he felt her weight disappear, only to let out some sort of a gagging sound as she suddenly pulled him along the floor, landing flat on his back as he tried to pull the lasso off, to no avail. Whoever had made that rope was a master craftsman, much to Ares' chagrin. He was used to tearing things apart by merely touching them, so this was definitely a new experience for him... And one he didn't like at all. Forced to listen to her footsteps in the otherwise silent ruins, he tried to roll to his stomach, only to suddenly feel her hands pulling him into a seated position. It was the perfect position to give her a good elbow to the face...The thought had barely flashed in his mind or she already had his arms pressed against his back, squirming against her unforgiving grip with everything he had, though it wasn't all that much. He didn't understand why his powers weren't regenerating, as if no one was angry in the world right now, or at least no one besides Ares himself seemed to be."I'm not some kind of animal you can pet, Diana", he groaned, still twisting his arms as much as he could, though he had to give up as soon as he felt his neck move along with every pull. A moment later, he felt two beautiful legs slip past his sides, over his legs and let out some sort of a yelp in surprise as she suddenly forced him to spread his legs, his groin protesting heavily from the sudden pull. Meanwhile, one of her arms took him in some sort of a chokehold for a second time, making him feel her breath in his neck as her free hand gently slid towards his cock.He desperately wanted to tell her he didn't, but the lasso wouldn't allow it."Y... Ack... Yes", the word got pushed pas his lips without him even wanting it to, soon feeling her slender yet powerful fingers grabbing a firm hold of his member. He immediately tensed, grunting as he shook his head, soon feeling her hand move up and down with expertise as if she had done this many times before. It only took a few moments before all he could do was groan as her fingers stroked his sensitive member as it grew harder in her hand, confirming that he could indeed feel the same sensation human males could. That was to be expected, however, for this was mostly a mortal body, definitely at this point in time as had been proven many times before."You... ah... I won't... I can't...", he wanted to tell her he wouldn't bow, that he wouldn't submit, that he wouldn't let it out, but he was starting to doubt if he would indeed be able to hold it all in. And while it was still true to him that he would never say he was her property, he was unable to say he wouldn't allow her to push him over the edge, for he knew that was a lie. Indeed, it grew harder with almost every stroke, signaling it wouldn't take all that long anymore if she kept going. Maybe it was the odd aura of this old temple, or the satisfaction of her jubilant victory, or perhaps the amount of time passed since the last time she found a cock worthy of her Amazonian features, but Wonder Woman became more aggressive against her already defeated opponent. Sexually so as well. Her smooth legs locked to his, her firm breasts poking into his back through her armor, she kept stroking the man s cock from behind. It didn t look like her handling felt half bad either. Within her firm grasp, that thing quickly grew to be quite hefty. As much as Diana disagreed with him, she wouldn t have expected anything less impressive from him in terms of the size of his package. Her strong hands weren t only capable of destruction as well. Balled fingers of the Amazon slid up and down on the thick shaft to check how godly his manhood could get. So far, Diana hadn t been disappointed. God or not, like anyone who had a cock between one s legs, getting a hold of that protruding organ was a weakness easily exploited.As her fingers traced the veined texture of Ares excited cock, the woman smirked behind him. In Themyscira, we take good care of our animals. She claimed, consoling her enemy on his new identity as property of Amazons. They serve us well. Among his understandable protests, the lasso of truth appeared to have been ripping little moans out of the man too, if it was the magical lariat and not the Amazon s dexterous hands. Next time Ares opened his mouth to vocalize his inner struggles, the heroine unwound her arm that ran around his neck and stuck her unoccupied hand into the man s mouth. Her palm under his chin, three digits went in to collect some moisture. A woman of her stamina could stroke a man s cock really fast after all and a dry treatment wouldn t feel as good. There were of course other methods to moisten the man s cock. While her sturdy hand moved up and down on her adversary s stiffened cock, slender digits of her other hand slipped in and out of his mouth.Coming from a place where no man was allowed to set foot, Diana couldn t be considered an expert in a game of tease and denial. She had time though, and was a quick learner who happened to have a durable subject to improve her skills. The fit Amazon was hardly done toying with her prisoner, but her hands retreated for now. The woman untangled her long legs and backed up a little behind the man. Taking a deep breath, Diana lifted her agile legs and draped them over the man s shoulders in a sudden motion. You d do well on the island. The brunette heroine crossed her legs like a pair of scissors, pulling Ares head in a firm prison of her smooth thighs. Swiftly, the Amazon lay to the side with an angle, pulling the man s back to the ground with her fit body. My sisters need a subject to study your kind s weaknesses. She claimed. By his kind, the woman didn t mean his divine heritage either.On top of the golden rope, Diana s thighs tightly hugged the villain s neck, acting as firm pillows around his face and muffling the sounds. Once again, Diana got a strong hold of her enemy s erect cock. After the short pause, she let him experience the feel of her fingers around his thick shaft again. Capable Amazonian hand worked on Ares member. Although her strokes began comparably slowly, the woman quickly picked up the pace. She had good access to her old enemy s exposed cock. Jerking and yanking on his manhood, Wonder Woman played with his large rod. She claimed ownership of this manly organ, rubbing it as if she was polishing one of her blades. Yielding superhuman speed and agility, she was used to polishing them fast and quick as well. Ares could care less as to why she was doing what she was doing, for all he could think of was how humiliating it actually was. He was a God, for Zeus' sake, not some sort of toy she could exploit! And yet here he was, trapped between her powerful legs, feeling her own assets pushing against his back. While it didn't exactly feelbad, the circumstances just made it about the worst thing that could happen to him. He definitely would have preferred the lightning treatment over this one, grunting as her fingers kept moving up and down his shaft, unable to escape because of her firm grip in combination with the lasso around his neck. He wasn't even capable of reacting to her words anymore, fully focused on trying to keep some of his dignity intact, though it was nearly impossible as she easily drew a couple of extra groans out of him. While he knew it was a weakness of all men, he hadn't exactly been in the possibility to create a body without a dick, though he had never expected someone to actually be able to grab a hold of it.And of course, of all people, Diana had been the one to actually do it."A Hmph!", her free hand suddenly slipped into his mouth and he made a gagging sound as three fingers made their way inside, shaking his head in a trial to get them out. He could've bitten her, but with her other hand around his sensitive member, there was no telling what would happen if he actually did that, so he refrained from snapping his jaws shut, though that meant he ended up unable to keep the moans and grunts from coming out. He wasn't even aware of the fact that she was using his own saliva to make the jerking a bit more fun, though that also meant it would be even harder to keep his composure. He could feel he was losing the fight against his own body, but just as he thought the ultimate humiliation was nearby, she retreated, and he let out a huff of relief as she let go and rose back to her feet. His cock was throbbing slightly, and he slammed his lips shut in a trial to keep himself from moaning, at which he was successful... For now."W... Yo ack!"he barely got the chance to speak as she lifted her legs over his shoulders, soon squeezing his head with her thighs. His arms stuck behind his back, he struggled against his binds, but he was unable to keep her from dropping him to the floor yet again, briefly raising his legs in a trial to get free, shaking with anger as she spoke about him being an excellent test subject."Don't compare me to those insects!", he roared, though her thighs might have muffled the sounds a bit, which possibly meant she couldn't even understand his words. Either way, it had been quite clear he hadn't been praising her abilities or anything like that. He wanted to add some insults too, but his body stiffened the moment she once more grabbed a hold of his still erect cock, kicking his legs slightly in a trial to escape, though her grip was firm and soon, his struggles were reduced to small, instinctive twitches as she started rubbing for a second time."L Let go...!", the pause had not nearly been long enough to give his dick the chance to relax and he almost immediately could feel he was once more nearing an orgasm, the struggles against the lasso intensifying as he tried to somehow get away, though it was fruitless as her thighs kept him in place with ease. While her movements had started off slow, they sped up rather quickly which resulted in his twitches increasing as well, trying to get rid of the tension by moving his legs, delaying the inevitable for as long as possible. He didn't want to give the attractive heroine the satisfaction of him cumming, but was that really a plausible thought? His dick was fully erect by now, throbbing slightly and he knew it was only a matter of seconds before he'd actually come, if he was lucky, about a minute."I I'm... N... Ah... No..." Strong and firm, but also smooth and tender, her thighs acted as a pair of delightful restraints around Diana s prisoner. When she clamped his head between her capable legs, she had a strong hold over the man. In comparison to his uttered words, Ares considerably stiff organ had been telling her more about his opponent s status. Despite Wonder Woman s belittling implications about making him a humble Amazonian pet, the cock the woman firmly grasped didn t fail to harden still. Going hard in this situation must have been a questionable fact for her defeat foe, certainly not very prideful. No longer it was his honor that seemed mighty, but his boner. Ares had protested against being a monster when Diana accused him, but at least one part of his body was objectively monstrous. That thing was quite hefty after all, a worthy cock for an Amazon s might. You shall set an example for others. Diana tried to make an excuse for the perverted way she treated the god of war. However, she herself was very well aware not all of her actions were in the name of justice. Arrogant Amazon blood in her veins brought an odd sensation to the confident heroine when it came to the lowly handling of men. Taking what his kind bragged about the most, and turning into a plaything to toy with granted the tall brunette an odd satisfaction. Although she thoroughly jerked her infamous adversary s grand cock, she had no intention of giving him a relief yet. When she was done with that stiff stick, she wanted a big explosion. A powerful climax seemed to be a fitting conclusion for her treacherous half brother.Throbbing of his cock, pulses of the shaft, shiver of his fully erect member. It didn t exactly need a detective work to comprehend how close Ares was to a climax. Apparently, even a god was susceptible to a job that involved a cock stroking hand. Having so much influence over her adversary put a cocky smile across the Amazon s lips. Although she liked working on that expressive cock, thorough strokes of her strong hand stopped for the moment. Y y you. Diana mimicked the man s stutters. You what? Between her smooth thighs, she squeezed his face tighter, let his head sink into her wonderful legs. Regretful? Weak?.. Human? As she listed, tightly clenched legs of the woman didn t let Ares speak.Slowly, her thighs relaxed around the man s face, not before they gave the man some difficult moments though. Diana finally unwound her legs and got to her feet. Not caring about the state of her cock, the woman rolled the man on his stomach. Standing tall above him, she leaned down to free his arms. Not his neck though as her magical lasso still coiled him. Up. Holding the man s leash, Diana pulled Ares up to his knees and hands once again. It was a position she liked men to assume. The confident Amazon pulled on her lasso and put one of her booted feet on top of his back. I compel you to tell the truth! Diana sang the familiar song, the phrase making the rope shine in gold. Who bested you, twice? The woman asked. While her right hand held her end of the lasso, her left swung down to land a sharp smack on Ares s butt. Under whose feet do you lie? She twisted her boot against the man s back. The strict brunette s hand drew a wide vertical arc in the air and whipped against the man butt below her. Whose hands your cock desire the most right now? Tugging at her glowing lasso, another sharp slap echoed across the old temple as Diana lashed the man s exposed bottom with a new well placed smack. Which Princess brought you to your knees? If they had had some sort of a loving relationship, there was no doubt in Ares mind he would have enjoyed being a prisoner of the Amazon s powerful thighs. The flesh was soft and he could imagine people were willing to get trapped, but Ares was definitely not enjoying it. However, there was very little he could actually do about it, as his hands were still trapped behind his back and she gave him little to no leverage to pull free either. He was literally at her mercy, forced to allow her to stroke his cock with expert fingers, now even unable to talk properly as the words disappeared into the woman s olive skin. In the end, he couldn t really say much anymore either, as all he could do was making pitiful moaning sounds as he felt his cock harden, feebly kicking his legs every once in a while in a fruitless trial to escape her firm grip.Just as he was about to come, she stopped once more. Mmhh... mmh... mph... he was panting against her thighs, his weak body unable to handle the tension properly as his member throbbed with every heartbeat, weakly moving his hands against the ropes. He couldn t even properly react to her words, only capable of shaking his head slightly between her thighs, a muffled no escaping his lips as she mentioned him being weak and even human. That was possibly the greatest insult she could ever have thrown at him, and it showed as his struggles briefly intensified, though it didn t help all too much. In fact, he could feel he was starting to suffocate a bit, her thighs cutting off his air supply for the briefest of moments before finally giving him his freedom back.The sensation of his manhood made it impossible for him to fully comprehend what she was doing, soon finding himself on his stomach once again. His arms almost dropped to the ground as the god caught his breath, gasping as she pulled him to his hands and knees, but unable to even try and grasp at the tight rope around his throat. Moments later, her boot offered some counterweight, which made it harder to breathe, and the area around them once more lit up a little as she spoke the magic words. H... Haven t you done enough... Diana? He panted slightly, grunting as the first question was asked.All he could think of was the humiliation he felt. Y...You did... the words literally got pushed past his throat, clearly struggling to try and keep the answer to himself, yet the lasso gave him no such choice. He jumped slightly as she slapped him on the ass and reached back, trying to protect it as she asked the second question. He couldn t reach his butt cheek, or at least not the part where she was hitting him, and he grunted as she hit him a second time. Yours... the words literally hurt him, not physically, but mentally. HIs pride was diminishing with every new question. N... N... Yo Your hands... for a moment, he had believed he had won against the famous lasso of Truth, but in the end, he had to give himself away. At least his dick was starting to relax again... Though he doubted that was a good thing: it meant she could start all over again if she waited long enough. Ah! T The Amazonian Princess... it was as if he got weaker with every answer given, trembling slightly on his hands and knees. While he liked to think it was because of anger , it was also because of the humiliation. Shame. Regret For having been bested so easily. H Have you made your point now? You bested me, now stop this madness! It was some sort of a last struggle, for there was literally nothing he could do if she decided to keep going, though him admitting defeat was probably a first. And while Ares the God refused to bow to her, his body already had, his still half erect dick being the perfect proof of that. Was this kind of humiliation necessary? Probably not. Was it pleasing? Was it fun to twist the god of war around her little finger? It certainly was. Was it also sensational though, enemy or not, putting an already defeated man in his place? Surprisingly, that was also true for the Amazon princess. Toying with her half brother in such a not so heroic manner stroked the princess ego, filled her shapely form with a satisfactory feeling. The more punishment she inflicted, the darker Diana became. There was a thin line that separated the kindhearted princess she had chosen to be from the harsh queen of Amazons her mother would have wanted her to be. The very earthly sensations she wanted her adversary to experience had been affecting the demi god woman too. As the lasso of truth ripped the egoistical words Diana wished to hear out of the man, the Amazon could feel a pleasant tingle between her long legs, could feel her firm breasts pressing against her armor more keenly. Ares was unable to see from his angle, but an arrogant smile was present across the woman s lips. Where he couldn t see her grin, Diana could see a lot about her stripped enemy. That included the now relatively less impressive cock he had.Putting more of her weight onto the man s back, Diana let go of her lasso. You re learning. The beautiful princess approved. He still had a lot to learn though. Similarly, Wonder Woman had a lot to teach. Her boot pressed against him harder, enough to buckle the arms that supported Ares upper body to stick her chin down to the stone floor. Diana too, lowered herself on top of her enemy s protruding hips. She pressed her own down, to lower his punished butt and stretch his legs out. Once again, the princess grabbed the free end of her lasso. It was a magical lariat with an uncertain length. As the woman sat on top of Ares exposed hips, she reached back to grab one of his ankles. No. I am not done yet. The determined woman claimed. She bent the man s leg, enough to test his muscular body s flexibility. She kept pulling his leg until his foot reached up to his butt. One of her knees made sure the man s leg remained folded while she grabbed his hand on the same side. This part was easier. Diana pulled her victim s hand down to his waist, finally tying his bent leg and wrist together in a strong frogtie. Are you? The brunette princess countered his adversary s question. The magical rope adjusted its length for Diana s needs. The woman performed the same procedure for the other half of his body as well. His remaining leg folded, the rope ran around his ankle, thigh and wrist.Since ancient times, humans had been erecting statues of gods and people of power. Maybe not a statue, but Diana was willing to make a nice furniture out of the god of war. As if he was some kind of quarry to be hunted down, Diana finished tying him up in a reverse hogtie. At least, it was going to be reversed soon. She rolled her prey on his back to have a better access to his manhood. His naked body contorted like that, like a piece of furniture, it wasn t the most comfortable position for Ares. His package was free at least. That didn t last long however. Diana sunk to her knees between Ares s restrained legs. Her fingers balled around the man s cock another time. What is this? The unimpressed Amazon questioned. After all the time she spent stroking his member, that thing seemed to have lost some of its rigidity. A twisted Wonder Woman holding his rod, fingers began to work on his manhood again. Diana rubbed this defenseless organ up and down. She didn t start off slowly either, her closed digits sliding along the shaft quickly to make it return to its former glory. Her snug breasts bounced up and down under her armor as the Amazon swiftly jerked his cock. He could tell Diana was entering a world she didn t venture into as much, for he remembered her words well. This wasn t about protecting the weak anymore, or about believing in the good of people. This was something different, something darker. If she d been doing it to anyone else but him, he probably would have approved of it, he would ve told her that she was reaching her potential and that she finally understood what humans were like. But being on the receiving end of such a humiliating treatment only made him angry, though not necessarily with her. He was mostly furious with himself for being unable to protect himself. He was supposed to be the God of War, to be a deity no one could topple and yet here he was, forced to tell his own half sister that she had bested him, heck, even forced to tell her that he wanted her to touch his dick. If he d been able to see the cocky smile on her face, it only would ve been worse for him, so maybe it wasn t so bad that he couldn t see it.He grunted as she suddenly pushed him back down to the ground, feeling the pressure around his neck partly disappear as she let go of her lasso. Grunting, he was unable to take advantage of her letting go, needing both his hands to keep himself on his hands and knees, not even capable of retorting to her condescending remark as he felt himself collapse under her boot. And the moment she sat down herself, there was nothing he could do besides dropping to the floor with a loud gasp, stretching both arms and legs as he suddenly found himself unable to deal with the weight. W What else ah! She pulled his ankle and doubled his leg with relative ease, making him grunt in pain as his feet touched his butt. While it was strong, it definitely wasn t a very elastic body and this position actually hurt. He tried to push back with everything he had, though her knee kept his foot in place with relative ease and he soon found himself to be frogtied. And to make things worse, she even connected his wrist with his leg, effectively restraining one side of his body. And ithurt. This time his pride wasn t even the most painful thing, but simply the rather unnatural position she was forcing his body in.And like she had said, she wasn t done. He was unable to avoid her from giving his other side the same treatment, letting out a yowl of pain, squirming and wiggling as he tried to somehow free himself, though he knew it was impossible. R Release meeeee aaah! he felt her turn him around, putting him in an even more awkward position, his member out in the open, free for her to grab, while his body was now twisted in a somewhat unnatural and painful angle. He tried to twist his head a bit, desperate to catch a glance of Diana as he wanted to try and see what she was planning, though he soon knew as her fingers once more slipped around his shaft. Shaking his head, he almost found himself pleading for the first time in his life, just barely managing to keep the word please inside. No, not again, NO! He didn t expect her to have mercy, but it was a somewhat natural reaction. Cumming in front of her would be the same as submitting to her, which was pretty much the only thing he didn t want to do. Moments later, he was once more squirming in her grasp, moaning as he tried to move away without success, his dick once more stiffening as she rapidly moved over it. With her last movements fresh in his mind, it didn t need all too much stimulation to reach its former glory either. Within two minutes, it was once more standing proud and tall, throbbing and shivering, pleading her to keep going and to finally allow it to do what it was supposed to do. While the unescapable yelps and desperate whines of her captor didn t sound very dignified coming from a god, his erect cock held its head up high and towered like a prideful monument between the Amazon s fingers. He was lucky as not many men had the distinct honor of being stroked by an Amazon, but very unfortunate to receive the princess so called justice. Diana was pleased with Ares performance, at least his godly cock s. That thick rod quickly was quick to regain its hefty size, which was enough to impress even an Amazon. Diana s fingers worked fast. Her digits swiftly shuttled between the bulbous head and thick hilt of the man s towering member. On the temple ground, in the middle of the woods, the feisty woman rubbed that big rod as if she was trying to start a forest fire. Given his understandable bitterness, the ancient warrior sounded to hate the idea of coming in front of the bold heroine. However, he should be careful of what he wished.Forearm of her cock wielding hand swung up and down in a blur as Diana used her superhuman speed to pump her adversary s big cock. After another one of her swift swoops though, her fingers stopped and remained stationary just below the head of his cock, acting like a secure collar on the tip of his shaft. Her other hand worked like a small shovel as Diana dug it under the man s package. She palmed the pillows of the man s cock. The Amazon liked them stretched and puffed because of the generous amount of substance they had to contain. Even with his human form, a god should be quite resourceful after all. The brunette weighed the man s balls, her slender fingers kneading and massaging his hefty sack. You owe me a sword Ares. Wonder Woman reminded. When this one had destroyed her past weapon, she was both surprised and upset about it. That ceremonial weapon had been on the island for a very long time. Seemingly, she had already find herself another one though, between the man s tied legs. This one was not sharp, but quite blunt. One that Diana wanted to claim ownership. Do you remember that? The fierce brunette asked. Her digits clenched tighter around the man s balls, squeezing them firmly.Soon, her fingers relaxed around his package. Her other hand got back to moving as she began stroking the lengthy shaft. She was getting more and more used to stroking her new blunt weapon. As if it was the thick handle of a battle axe, the woman held it firm and kept fondling it up and down. Her bare hand turned into a blur along the long shaft as the woman harshly teased that large organ. Her brown eyes remained on his manhood as she swiftly brushed her capable fingers on the shaft. Before long though, Wonder Woman stopped grinding her closed digits on his cock. Instead, she grabbed the god of war s balls again. Her hand acted as a scale to measure what lay within these hard orbs. She didn t handle his balls as hard as the nude tree that towered on top of them. A mischievous grin gave away the Amazon s satisfaction. She pulled her hands from all members of his package. They instead began to scratch and rub his inner thighs to give him some time to lose some of his arousal. She didn t yet want to make that bird sing.After her rough handing of the man s cock, Diana s hands now slid relatively gentler on his bare skin. You are an ancient being. Very old. The woman pointed out her adversary s years of experience. He must have seen and witnessed many things by now. Have you ever seen a volcano erupt? Diana asked, the implication clear. She grabbed the base of his cock and hold that thing still. Leaning in, the Amazon drew her pretty face closer to her adversary s defenseless organ. Her tongue slipped between her soft lips as Wonder Woman ran it across her lips. Her raven black hair strands brushed against Ares skin as her head stood on top of his towering cock. Diana s brown eyes went down as she looked at his member. Her lips slightly parted. Oh, you wish. The woman smirked, but didn t pull it into her mouth. Instead, her hand slid up to the tip. Her thumb rubbed on the spot just below the roundish head, kneading it in little circles. Before long, Diana started to stroke it again. Her curled digits slid on the tall shaft. As she picked up the pace, her bracelets twitched around her wrist too. With the swift motion of her hand, the golden accessories left a shiny trail behind them. There was nothing he could do besides squirming a bit here and there, forced to feel his dick grow larger and larger, the feeling of arousal rushing through his veins. While it could be described as pleasant, he refused to do so, knowing that it would only add to the humiliation. She had him right where she wanted him to be, squirming and moaning in her grasp, unable to do anything about it. There was no greater humiliation, or at least there weren t many. But he knew that cumming in front of her was definitely the worst that could ever happen to him, and he knew it wouldn t take too long either. His throbbing cock was pleading her to push him over the edge, to finally give him that final touch ... And then she stopped again. He wasn t sure if that was better or worse: he knew she was just teasing his body, having long given up hope. This was not the Diana he knew, he had never seen her as sadistic as this before.Ha ah ah AH! he yelped in pain as she started to not only weigh but also squeeze his sack with her delicate but oh so strong fingers, her grip growing firmer with every second as she spoke about him owing her a sword. He remembered alright, but he definitely didn t agree with her statement. He knew it had had great emotional value, but he deemed such a thing redundant. He didn t even believe in love between humans, so why would he understand the love a person could have for an object, for a weapon? I I do... And I don t regret it! He shouted in defiance, his voice ringing through the temple as he kept trying to sound like he was in control or at least not completely under hers, even though he was completely helpless.Still, a sigh of relief escaped him as she let go of his balls, only to gasp as she started stroking himagain, his eyes widening for a second as he could feel the orgasm coming. It wasn t like she had given him much time to relax, though the story was once more the same. He was already moaning, almost even mentioning he was going to reach his climax, when she stopped once more, reaching for his package and weighing it for a second time, as if she was on a market and trying to decide if the wares were of good enough quality. F Fuck... Just... S stop, I I can t... his cock was begging for a release, standing proud and at the ready, only waiting for the final order. His mind kept telling it to stop and relax, but it didn t want to listen, or at least not until she started to work on his thighs. And she suddenly started to talk about his old age. He would even describe her hands as gentle right now, but that only made him more suspicious and inclined to fight the lasso even harder... To no avail.As she mentioned a volcano, he nodded at first, only to stop once he understood what she was implying. He immediately started to shake his head then, panicking slightly: she was going for it this time. Nononono, don t do it! Don t you dare fucking do it! He watched her head disappear, unable to lift his own properly to follow her movements. He could feel her breath on top of his member for a couple of seconds, before hearing her speak once more, making him relax a bit. That was a mistake, however, as her grabbing his cock s head with two fingers made him jump , as far as that was possible, soon moaning at her stroking for the umpteenth time, her bracelets leaving some sort of mesmerizing glow behind as she moved. Of submission... the word rung in his head as he realized this was le moment du gloire , struggling as he could feel his body was getting ready to finally let it all out, to finally get rid of all the tension that she had built during the past few minutes.And then it happened. With a loud gasp, which was soon followed by a moan of both pleasure and guilt, the first load of cum was released into the room, pushing it forward with surprising force as he spasmed, the tension leaving his body as she pumped his shaft with expertise, releasing every single bit of sperm he had inside of him at that point in time with ease, arching his back as far as that was possible with everything being connected thanks to the lasso. Nooo...ooo...o... the word faded away as he climaxed, his powerful orgasm humiliating him to the bone and technically telling her he had submitted to her, be it against his will. It was an inevitable end to be honest, the cock throbbing and dumping all the load Diana managed to make him accumulate during this twisted session of justice. Even after the flood gates were open, the Amazon kept her hand around the man s pulsing member, stroking it just as fast to add to the white fireworks. Through her firm fingers, she could feel his thick cum moving up in the shaft before it jetted out of the tip. A meaningful smirked spread the woman s lips as her old time enemy came in front of her, grunting and panting like any other horny man while his cock twitched and spurted its contents. There you go. The confident brunette let out a small chuckle as she slightly steered the man s rod back and forth. She felt like holding a pressurized hose when that thing finally gave in and ejaculated a considerable amount of white substance. You don t look that different than another loser man now, do you? Diana finally stopped rubbing his member. Her fingers still grasped the shaft though, the woman now squeezing it up to milk the last few drops of cum out of Ares expressive manhood.Despite his protests, making him cum was a more definitive victory than anything else. Poor Steve would have gotten jealous if he had seen how much cum Diana had squeezed out of her ancient foe. After the merciless jerking of his big cock, Wonder Woman rewarded it with a small massage. Funny. The woman lowered her dark brows, finally pulling her hand off his recently exploded manhood. I don t remember giving you my permission. She got to her feet. Knowing his kind well enough, she guessed riding such an impressive orgasm would be an exhausting act for the man. Even more so considering the uncomfortable position she had put her into. Similar to his manhood, Diana let his muscles relax. Towering next to his restrained body, Diana placed one of her boots on his side and pushed her adversary on his stomach. Her fingers this time worked on the lasso, to free his limbs from this limiting binding. When she was done, Diana leaned down and held him from the waist.No one could argue with the superhuman strength Diana held. She was capable of fulfilling impressive deeds. Being the princess of Amazons and a demi god, the woman could do some heavy lifting. Without much trouble, the powerful woman gave out a small grunt and lifted the defeated god of war. Like the Amazonian woman she was, Wonder Woman picked the man s muscular body up and carried him over her shoulder. To support him up, Diana put her hand on his bum and walked across the temple. No matter how much he weighed, it wasn t enough to give her any trouble, to keep him off the ground. She neared a stone alter, basically a rectangular shaped stone table. Since he was yet to feel any kind of regret, the woman was not done with him yet.With a loud bang, she lay Ares over the short edge of the altar. When he dropped the man on his back, some dust flew up the stone material, glittering under the sunlight that leaked from the ceiling. At this point it was more logical to rename the lasso of truth as lasso of submission as the magical rope had turned into a bondage tool in the woman s hands. Diana tied one end of the golden rope to Ares one ankle. The other end looped his neck a few turns. As the woman stretched the lasso behind his neck to his other foot, the rope pulled his already tied leg up in the air. Diana raised his free leg as well to tie the man s opposite ankle too. After another firm knot, the tightness of the lasso made it creak bluntly. The man s head worked as a simple pulley and kept his legs up. The Amazon left his arms free though as he might want to hold the edge of the table when she treated him. Once again the charming Amazon appeared between Ares lifted legs.One strong hand unsurprisingly found his cock as Diana made it a prisoner of her digits. You said you don t regret? The woman reminded. The familiar feeling of the Amazon s determined fingers running up and down on his shaft returned. She grasped one of his raised legs to push it to the side, although the tensed lasso was giving it little freedom. After a few thorough strokes, Diana leaned in. She didn t give it much of teasing as the woman quite bluntly took the head of the man s cock into the warmth of her mouth. Her sisters back on the island wouldn t have approved it, but she sucked it regardless. Not in a kind way though. As her lips slid on the big member and her tongue worked inside, it didn t look like she was exactly an amateur either. Whether he liked it or not, Ares was up for another round. While inevitable, Ares had tried to do about anything to escape her new definition of justice, it just hadn t been enough. At all. From the moment she had crossed her arms to deflect his strike, he had pretty much lost everything: the little strength he had built during his new presence on earth, his dignity, his pride To say he had lost everything might have been an overstatement, but it wasn t too far off either. The moment he released his load had made the humiliation complete, to be honest, the only thing keeping Diana from an ultimate victory was Ares refusal to actually say he was her property and or that he regretted his past actions. Neither of those sentences would likely escape his mouth, no matter what, but it seemed the Amazon was at least willing to keep trying. She kept targeting his already shattered pride, once more making clear he was nothing more than an ordinary man. Panting, he was once more unable to retort, though there was little he could really say to prove the opposite was true. Grunting, she squeezed the final bit of semen out of his cock, soon massaging it a bit as if he had done something remarkable. It was nothing more but another way of torturing him or at least that s how it felt to him. I I don t need your permission for anything , he panted, shaking his head to strengthen his words as she rose to her feet, soon pushing him back to his stomach with a simple shove of her boot. Another way of telling him who was in control. He was furious with the way she was treating him and blazing because of the fact he couldn t do anything about it. Even as freed his limps, all he could do was let them drop to the floor: exhausted and weakened. All he could muster was a weak grunt as she lifted him by his waist and before he could even comprehend what was happening, he found himself over her shoulder, her firm hand on his butt as he weakly moved a leg. He wanted to elbow her, but couldn t even find the strength to do so, and by the time he had actually managed to lift his arm, he already found himself on top of the altar. There was no doubt in his mind that people had used it to worship a God in the past, though Ares didn t know which one. All he knew was that it hadn t been for him.That was a pity, for he could use some worshippers right now, if only to grant him some new strength. It was as if the temple blocked out people s prayers and anger, although it was probably just his own frustration that actually kept him from feeding of other people s emotions. He was too invested in his own feelings for Diana that he forgot those of the ones that looked up to him. Coughing as some dust nestled itself into his nose, he felt the by now familiar feeling of her lasso around his ankle for the second time, lifting his head while slightly pushing himself on his elbows to try and figure out what was happening, he was forced to watch as she coiled it around. Moments later she did the same to his neck and his other foot, effectively forcing him to raise both legs, revealing his member yet again. You can t be serious But she was, her hand once more clenching around his manhood and he squirmed, the rough lasso scratching his neck in the process. He didn t care about that, however, fully focused on the stunning figure of the Amazonian Princess between his legs, watching with an almost open mouth as she leaned in after a couple of strokes. She wasn t going to No, that was impossible: it was against everything the Amazonians stood for. Blowing a man was considered a major sin for Amazons But she did it anyway, immediately drawing a moan from the muscular man s lips as he felt her lips close themselves around his dick, welts forming themselves on his neck as he rubbed it against the lasso, shaking his head while moaning for her to stop. While sucking a man s dick was supposed to be some sort of humiliation for Diana, it was definitely the other way around this time.But of course, his impressive manhood didn t care whether or not it was humiliating for him. It enjoyed the special attention the woman s lips were giving him, once more growing with about every move of the woman s head, filling it up more with every passing second. Her tongue encouraged it even more, much to Ares horror, and he soon found himself yowling on the table as his member started to throb once more. N Not again I I m going I m going to cum In a controlled environment, men could be quite fun to handle. An ice cream was not the only invention of mankind Diana enjoyed sucking as she found herself another fleshy lollipop to taste. It was a rather tasty one as well. Not every cock was worthy of the Amazon s mouth. Thanks to the godly features of his body, Ares s member seemed to be big and strong enough the satisfy the powerful heroine. Whether he admitted or not, making love could be infinitely more pleasant than creating conflict around the globe. While she had her prisoner tied up and unable to resist, it was another kind of assault. Actually, not much different from the ones Wonder Woman fought against. Ordinary criminal justice system was not applicable to this enemy though. He needed to be trialed by Amazonian system, although that one certainly didn t include blowing a man as a penalty. No, it was Diana s own punishment, just not the most painful one.Holding that big cock from its root, the brave heroine sucked it as she liked. Ares didn t have much of a choice but to suffer his penalty. Her head bobbed up and down while the strong Amazon sucked the man s thick rod. She didn t take it all the way in, but given the sheer size of the member, not many could fulfill such a task. Her adversary s protests were in vain. Although her ears caught his mumbling very clearly, she didn t bother to listen what he had to say about this rare occurrence. As her head wobbled another time on his cock, that put the woman s sealed lips around the wide head of his erect member. Diana s cheeks caved in as she vacuumed his large cock to thoroughly suck the bulbous head of his member. Her soft lips began to slip up when the Amazon drew her pretty face out. With a loud pop, she freed the man s member out of its warm prison.Sharp brows of the Amazon frowned at her defeated adversary. Diana tilted her head up and sharply gazed at the man. As a means of disagreement, she lightly shook her head from side to side. Her hand slowly slid up the man s stiff organ, her thumb covering the opening and pressing the tip down. I haven t given you my permission. And you haven t asked of it. The Amazon explained. However, she doubted even the powerful god could have a hard time controlling his own cock. So, Diana took a step back, her fingers slipping off the man s bare rod. Instead, the strong woman grasped one of Ares ankles to lift it farther up, easing some of the tension in the rope in the process. It didn t take her even a second to whip her strict hand against her victim s exposed bottom as if the god of war were a naughty schoolgirl, or boy for that matter. I doubt you understand the rules Ares. Diana let go off the man s ankle. You have been defeated, weakened and overpowered. She got to her knees between the man s parted legs. Her hand clutched his expressive member as the woman bent that stiff rod towards his muscle bound stomach. Her mouth went for the pillows of his curled member. She lapped his heavy package some, before she let his cock sprang back to point up again. Tip of her tongue arose between his balls, followed the centerline of his cock and licked the smoother head. You re under my control now. She claimed as her charming face appeared above his thick member. If you want to cum, you need my permission first. Diana s dominant left hand sneaked in and pulled the very balls she just licked into a firm grasp. In an instant, her fingers squeezed his balls, those heavy orbs. Understood? He probably would have preferred the Amazonian System over that over Diana. He could handle torture, if only because he knew he was immortal, and pain was something he kind of had accepted. It brought out the best in people too: anger and frustration usually were directly linked with pain, be it emotional or physical pain. He might or might not have whispered things about torture equipment in the ears of Roman emperors and other Medieval leaders. Heck, even now some people would still use such methods to gain information or just because they enjoyed doing it. But this This was something he couldn t handle. His manhood was simply something he couldn t really control. And credit where credit was due: Diana wasgood.He grunted as she sucked him, closing his eyes as he refused to look at her, shaking his head in denial as he frantically tried to keep himself from reaching his peak for a second time. He couldn t really say anything about it either, the only sounds leaving his mouth being the moans of a man who was getting turned on. He hated sounding like it, he really did, but what could he do? His sensitive dick was constantly being triggered by her expert tongue and lips and he couldn t even hope to relieve some of the pressure by moving away. It was only after she let go that he could relax a bit, panting as she lifted his leg, giving him a bit of wriggle space until her hand made contact with his exposed backside, his eyes opening in slight shock even though she had done it many times before by now.She had grabbed his attention though, forcing him to look at her as she started explaining the rules . Grunting as her tongue went from his sack all the way up to the tip of his cock, he could barely contain himself, slapping the table with his hands in frustration and also pain, mostly from having to keep himself from actually letting loose. Still, he d rather feel that pain than actually cum in front of her for a second time, though he doubted that was a viable option. Could his body even handle it? He sincerely doubted it, considering it had failed him a couple of times before. I might have... been beaten... But... Y You ll never control me I ll n never ask your permission for anything , he grunted, groaning as she suddenly started to squeeze his balls, clenching his fists as he struggled to fight the burning sensation she was now creating down there. While the lasso forced him to tell the truth, it didn t mean she was necessarily going to like it. I I understand ! But That doesn t mean I have to listen! , he pushed the words out, unable to focus properly as she kept a firm grip on his balls. While she had given him some leeway by lifting his leg, she had pretty much restricted him more than that she had freed him by holding onto a part of his manhood.He was still trembling, partly out of anger and partly out of exhaustion, his body unable to keep up with all of the stimulants. If she kept going like this, it was very well possible he d lose consciousness in the near future, but was that really so bad? It definitely sounded better than orgasming a second time in front of his archenemy. Fuck It hurts But feels so good too He didn t even know he had said that last thing out loud. The impressively expressive cock Diana treated was surely more cooperative than the god of war himself. It reacted to the Amazon s hands and lips quite positively, which the woman guessed only added to her enemy s humiliation. She could almost say it was fun, blowing such a hefty member in an excuse of punishing her adversary, teaching him an odd lesson about earthly sensations. Traditional methods of torturing him not only wouldn t work on this particular villain, but it was not Wonder Woman s style of doing things either. But again, sucking cocks of her defeated foes couldn t be considered a routine habit for the beautiful heroine. Though, she did it anyways. Holding that thing firmly in place, the Amazon let him feel how tender a tough Amazon s lips and tongue could get.Strong digits of the woman one by one relaxed around the man s heavy balls. If things kept going like this, Ares balls would enter a constant cycle of filling and draining. She had squeezed his balls quite tight to kill some of his arousal, just to start all over again. In spite of that, he was claiming that it felt somewhat good. Diana raised an eyebrow at that. Is that so? Her fingers curled in once again to pull his sack into a firm grasp, trying to cover as much area as she could while groping his puffy balls. Her fingers fidgeted against the hard pillows as the Amazon played with them as if they were a pair of round dice. She had claimed ownership of his manhood after all and could toy with it whatever she liked. I m not sure you understand. Whether he looked at him or not, the Amazon s eyes gazed down at her victim. I can keep doing this until these things She gave his balls another distinct squeeze. start begging me for a relief. Her fingers slid up to grasp the base of his cock. Or we can see how many times Gliding farther up, the woman reached at the peak of the pillar that towered between his spread legs. I can make you explode. The woman claimed. One way led to her enemy s frustration, and the other his exhaustion.At least, when she was done with the defeated god and eventually brought him to justice, Ares would have many things to think about after today. Not very pleasant memories though. To add to said memories, Diana leaned over. She once again lowered her hand to the base of his member. Her mouth opened just above Ares erect piston. She had always been a sharp tongued woman who blurted things out. This time, the woman made a display of the literal capabilities of her tongue. Through her parted lips, she released her tongue and twirled it around the head of his member. Circling the tip of his thick cock, she rolled her tongue and lapped the smooth head to let him feel the texture of her pink tongue brushing against her sensitive manhood. To get a taste of Ares excitement, Diana yanked his large member to squeeze some thick juice out of its opening. That stuff didn t linger on top of his cock long though as Diana s tongue swept the substance off.Her pretty face on top of the head of his enemy s lengthy member, Diana pouted her lips and dropped a stream of her saliva to make the shaft smoother. You re already under my control. Want me to prove it? The Amazon asked with her deep voice. One had cupping the man s balls from below, the other closed around the shaft, the confident brunette gave the man a clear, but not so fair order. I order you to come. Diana began to stroke his large cock. Up and down, up and down, skilled digits of the gifted Amazon stroked his member, all the while keeping a firm grip of his balls. She was eager to make her demand realized, and gave that thing repeated tugs. He felt her fingers relax for a bit, using the opportunity to take a deep breath in a trial to get some sort of relief and relaxation. It obviously didn t help too much, for she killed part of his excitement simply by squeezing his balls, making him grunt in pain as she massaged them, acting as if they were mere toys in capable hands. His hands now covering his eyes, he tried to recollect himself, groaning as she kept playing around with them, squeezing and releasing as she suddenly started to speak once more. He understood, alright. He understood very well what kind of situation he was in, but that didn t mean he was going to roll over and just accept whatever she had in store for him. And no matter how far she went, he would never bow. It would only build his inner fire, which hopefully sooner rather than later would get extinguished by the sweet feeling of revenge.But revenge didn t seem like a viable option right now. Her fingers traced the figure of his manhood all the way to the top, a slight, silent yelp escaping him the moment she had reached it. Was he scared? Maybe. Not for what was to come, but for the implications. No matter what she did, if she exhausted him by keeping him from cumming or if she actually let it happen, he was the loser in the story anyway. But if he could make the choice, he d rather exhaust himself: reaching a climax at the hands of his half sister He would rather not see it happen again.He gasped and reached for the edges of the table, grabbing a hold of as her tongue touched the tip of his cock, mumbled sounds escaping him as she used it to twirl around. He could feel he was nearing another orgasm, which wasn t too surprising after all that torture he d had to endure, and it wasn t too hard for her to extract a small bit out of the opening with a firm squeeze, making him moan in the process. If only I could Call on my powers the thought briefly passed his head as he barely managed to hold on, shaking his head as she asked him if he wanted her to prove her point. He definitely didn t want her to, but he had a feeling she already knew that. As well as a feeling she wasn t going to listen. And indeed, she soon started to stroke him again, making him struggle against his binds once more in a futile trial to escape his predicament, mostly just wiggling his naked body around. No Fuck, no no no , he pleaded to his own body, really, pleading for his cock to refuse to come, to ignore her skilled fingers touch, even though he knew it was simply impossible a task. He had no choice. He could only delay it for so long, grunting and groaning as he fought against the orgasm, shaking his head and slapping the table as he did so, before he finally couldn t hold on anymore. The volcano, as she had called it, exploded and the liquid was pushed out with incredible force. Throbbing and spasming, his cock forced it all out, listening to the command of its owner with joy as the sperm left through the opening, wetting the whole table, her hand and possible even a couple of other things depending the actual distance. Panting, he lifted his hands and brought them towards his face, shivering from the climax, still shaking his head in some sort of denial, even though it was already too late. S Stop Just Stop he couldn t keep going like this, or at least his body couldn t. He hated the fact it couldn t, for he knew he could ve done so much more if he had just had the time. Alas, that wasn t the case, and so he had to face the harsh truth. This was a fight he couldn t win. Not today. The question had received a definitive answer. How much cum could her adversary s heavy balls accumulate in such a short time? Or if the strong Amazon hands could rip a second powerful orgasm out of her bound victim? All fun questions to find out. For Diana at least as she doubted the man enjoyed the woman s lowly treatment. Well, someone seemed to enjoy the woman s fingers at least, given how energetic his cock still was, all things considered. Ares hard member pulsed and throbbed under the brunette s hardworking digits as she made the man cum on cue. Similar to a volcano s eruption, again, a thick stream of his seed jetted out of his manhood. It was the second time the god of war failed to make his manhood obey him, the second time the Amazonian princess made him cum against his will. Diana didn t feel bad about it either. On the contrary, she was quite pleased with her influence over the man. No matter how many no s he uttered, his cock had eventually surrendered to the Amazon.After today, it would be difficult to take her ancient enemy seriously for Diana. The woman obviously didn t hold good feelings towards the god of conflict. However, she used to still respect her archenemy for his heritage and history. Some of the pressurized semen splashed into the woman s pretty face as well, and some found its way onto Wonder Woman s chest, slowly oozing down her cleavage. Being stained by the man s excitement didn t bother the Amazon as she had already proved that she didn t mind having a taste of her enemy s seed. You look quite compelled. The Amazon watched his cock s strong release with a satisfied grin. She actually had to wait for a while until his member stopped ejaculating more thick semen into the air. That big cock wasn t a mere decoration to the god s human form on earth, but very functional. More than any cock her Amazonian eyes had witnessed in fact. Near the end of the man s powerful orgasm, the woman pulled her hands off his package and let his thick rod throb and dance on its own. It was a funny sight, to watch Ares exposed cock wriggle and twitch by itself, only to spurt last bits of his seed. And accordingly, Diana let out a low chuckle at his throbbing cock as it eventually lost its energy.When the man s expressive member lost its former stiffness and rigidity, the Amazon hold his dick from its base again. It wasn t a firm grip this time, but a lighter one. You are not that impressive now, do you? The strong brunette asked. Holding it in her hand, the woman shook his cock from side to side to make it sway and flap. To a degree, when his cock was marked by its own release, it was a dirty member too. To clean it, Diana lowered herself on his rod. His recently came manhood was now admittedly less satisfying to take into her mouth, but easier at the same time. As the woman closed her lips around the shaft, her tongue rubbed and flickered against the man s organ. It felt less like a rock solid lollipop, and more like a sweat marshmallow in her mouth. Her sealed lips scanned his cock a few times before the woman popped it out of her mouth. I trust you will remember today next time you dare to threaten the people I protect. One after the other, Diana untied the villain s feet, letting his legs drop from the edge of the stone altar. Before she could transfer him to a secure place, she still need to tie him up though.Turning him around, Diana bent her weakened adversary over the stone furniture. The lasso of truth coiled his torso. She pulled his arms together behind his back to have them under the rope as well. In short, the golden lasso wrapped her muscular upper body, running many turns around his body. I shall deliver you to justice. Like any other bad guy. The confident heroine suggested. And you have been very bad. Her left hand whipped against the man s bare bottom. Slender fingers of the brunette lingered on his ass for a while as the woman spend some time stroking his exposed backside. Her hand ran down his butt crack, brushed past his balls and slid down his upside down cock. Once again, Diana gained a strong grip of his manhood. She was not only a strong woman, but an athletic one as well. Wonder Woman raised one of her long legs and placed it over his hips like a smooth bridge that went across his buttocks. Her foot stood on the other side of his bottom as she kept the man s bent hips firmly under her leg. I compel you to tell the truth! The heroine exclaimed, summoning the magical powers of her lasso to work. The coiled rope fired up and shined brightly. Before making more demands, Diana began to yank on his cock, faster and faster. Name the princess that defeated you! To stroke her ego another time, the woman ordered. She stopped pulling on his member to land another sharp smack across the ass she had under her leg. To continue from where she left, Diana reached down for his cock again, immediately starting to rub it downwards. Name it aloud! Wonder Woman repeated as she kept milking the man s cock to make him experience the humiliation of coming at her boots. Under his exposed ass, which carried the Amazon s fingerprint, between his legs, Diana firmly tugged at his defenseless cock. It were questions Ares probably knew parts of the answer to even before she had started pleasuring him, but there was not a single vein in his body that would ve wanted to answer them Except for maybe that one thing. Indeed, it seemed his cock was very willing to please the Amazon Queen, as proven by the strong and forceful orgasm it produced for the second time in a rather short period of time. Ares doubted any mortal could do what he had done right now, but it definitely wasn t something to be proud of. In fact, it was a skill that made him feel pitiful. Humiliated. Anything but a God, really, even though he was one. Had that been her goal? To make him feel human? Like the pests he despised, the creatures that had destroyed about everything his father theirfather had created? In hindsight, she had mentioned it before Maybe she was just trying to make him feel human so he d understand them better? But if so, it didn t help her cause, for he detested their weakness even more than before.And of course, she had to rub it all in. You don t say? Even as she released his manhood, it still squirmed around a bit, as if it was about to draw its final breath coughing out the last bits of his seed before finally giving up and dropping limp. For how long it could take to reach its full height, it definitely didn t need as much to shrink again. Not that he really cared, he was mostly just trying to regain some sort of composure, panting harshly as he took the brief moment she gave him to catch his breath. Not that it did him any good, as she immediately claimed ownership of his shaft once more. His whole body tensed, fearing what was coming next. Let go Just let go , his dick swayed from side to side as she shook it, which only added to the humiliation, before once more feeling her tongue explore it. He slammed his fist on the table in protest, briefly wondering if it had indeed worked or not as she pulled back. He soon realized it hadn t.His heels slammed against the stone table, his body too weak to even lower them in a more gentle matter, and he grunted as he was finally freed of his binds. I I will , he groaned, answering her questions truthfully, but probably for different reasons than she had wanted him to. He would keep it in mind at all times, if only to remember the humiliation she had let him gone through. It fueled his anger and he counted on it continuing to fuel him for the rest of his immortal life. He was going to exact his revenge somehow, someday, and to do that, he would have to remember this fateful day. There was no doubt in his mind that she too, would remember it, maybe even believe he was now weak, and he knew full well what overconfidence could do with a person.Just as he believed it was all over, she turned him around and started to coil her lasso around his chest, pinning his arms against his body in the process. He weakly flailed his legs about for maybe a second or two, before giving up for the umpteenth time already. He knew there was nothing he could do, and so he wouldn t. All while hoping she would indeed just deliver him to justice , whatever that meant. He knew there were things humans called jails and stuff like that, but did she really believe they could hold him there? Or was she so certain he had changed that he would just calmly do his time? She clearly didn t know that while she had broken him physically and sexually, she had not yet broken his desire to create conflict and war. Their justice means nothing to me , he finally said, before realizing she was sliding her fingers along the line of his ass. He wiggled a bit once he understood what she was going for, shaking his head while grunting heavily, clearly not liking what she had in mind.A moment later, he froze. He could see her lift her leg over his own body, but it was hard to tell where exactly she had placed it with his head pretty much stuck in its current position. There was, however, no doubt in his mind that it was meant as some sort of victory pose One she deemed incomplete without jerking him off. Grunting, his legs flailed around as he squirmed against the rope, grunting as he tried to keep himself from answering her question. The lasso, however, took no prisoners. Diana, Amazon Princess of Themyscira , he mumbled, the rope forcing its effect on him as he winced the moment her hand connected with his exposed butt. It seemed she wasn t done, however. D Diana, Amazon Princess of of Themyscira! he followed the order with disgust, but that wasn t even the worst part. The worst part was that he could feel another orgasm coming up and while it definitely also felt good, it was also starting to hurt, mentally and physically. This body was not yet meant to take on such physical labor yet. But Diana didn t seem to care about that, her hand moving up and down, up and down, up and down N NOOO! and with that as his last word, his cock once more sprang to life, creating some sort of semen pool on the stone table as its contents were spread with brute force. While definitely not as impressive as before, it was still a surprising amount of cum, surprising even Ares in the process. E Enough Besides a slight twitch here and there, his body was completely exhausted, panting heavily as he lay on the table, not even trying to free himself anymore. It was all over for him, it seemed. Dramatic yelp of the broken god of war didn t stop his cock from ejaculating its contents yet another time. His member had spurted again for its handler. Above her mischievous grin, Diana s pretty eyes beamed at the man s throbbing member as he spilled more of his thick substance. That last orgasm didn t look as powerful. It was still a strong release, just not as big of a dump in comparison to what came before it. While the assertive queen of Amazons made her victim cum, her name rang within the stone walls of the temple. The hefty cock Wonder Woman claimed as hers wriggled for its owner as the strong Amazon milked his obedient member. Above the floor, Diana rocked the man s dangling organ a few times so that the last bits of semen could drop out of his manhood. Regardless of her enemy s belief, she was intended to find a proper prison for him. If anything failed, she could have brought him to the island, but she actually didn t want him on her homeland.After the final pulse of his cock, Diana pulled her leg off him, setting it next to the other. That s it? She questioned the end of his release. Objectively, Ares had dumped a considerable amount of his seed on the floor, but the beautiful princess was still a hard girl to please. Stepping on the white pool of semen, the victorious heroine circled the altar. Now standing at the opposite side of the table, the woman tucked her fingers into the loops that coiled her captive. She slid his body farther up on the stone furniture, enough to make his head stick out of the edge of the altar. Have you had enough? Even his manhood seemed to be quite exhausted after what Diana did to it. Given how much cum the woman squeezed out of that expressive thing, this however wasn t hard to believe. The Amazon spun around to face the other way. Behind her, her hands held the edge of the table as she pulled herself up to rest her tight hips on the man s back. Her smooth legs dangled down from Ares shoulders. She closed and locked them at the ankles to sandwich his neck between her firm thighs. Like cylindrical blades of a pair of soft scissors, the Amazon clenched her shapely legs to interrupt the man s airflow. Things are different now. The woman began to explain. In comparison to a hundred years ago, a lot had changed in the world. The Amazon and the god of war weren t the only ones with gifted abilities who walked earth anymore. There were others. People were getting smarter, and also more paranoiac. She had read about the special prisons being made, even for the queen of Amazons herself, if things were to come to that. There are others smarter, faster and more super than both of us. The woman suggested. Given the firm squeeze around the man s neck, she didn t expect to get a response from him either. Men are creating prisoners for all of us. Although a necessary precaution, the woman too wasn t fond of the idea that the very people she protected had been designing prisons that were supposedly capable of holding a demigod, just to be sure. The tasteless act itself could very well support Ares mistrust against humans. Perhaps that was why Diana s strong legs tried to stop the man from talking. Of course, no one could really guarantee that, no matter how secure, a prison cell could hold a god for too long. Adding more pressure to her thighs, the woman continued. I trialed you. And found you guilty. She claimed. Eventually, her legs relaxed around the man s neck as the Amazon climbed off Ares s back and the altar. She pulled the man from the rope that wrapped his body, dropping him off the table he bent over. No matter how uncomfortable, she began to drag her tied up enemy towards the entrance of the old structure. All he could do was twitch, his muscles unresponsive as he tried to resist. His manhood was pulled a couple of extra times to make sure it was completely empty before she finally let go. He could hear her step around the altar, her voice ringing in the air as she asked him if that was all. He couldn t and wouldn t answer that question, he knew it was nothing more but another way of humiliating him. Not necessarily his status as a God, but his human capabilities. And while he didn t care about what his manhood was capable of, he could still feel a pang of humiliation as she asked that question. It seemed that even a deity like himself would never be able to fully detach itself from its mortal vessel.He felt her fingers slip through the coils of the rope, moving him towards the edge of the altar. His head dangled a bit as it lost its support and he briefly wondered if she was planning on just dropping him. However, he would soon understand what her real intentions were as she pulled herself onto the table and allowed her legs to slip past his shoulders. He knew what those powerful thighs could do from before and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he already understood what was coming. A couple of seconds later, her legs struck like a snake that started to suffocate its prey. He choked a bit, weak twitches in his legs and a slight movement of his head the only signals that he was struggling to breath.He was forced to listen to her, unable to even open his mouth to give her some witty retort. He knew of those prisons, of course, and he also knew that there were others much like them. Still, he took those prisons as some sort of an act of war. He still didn t understand why Diana could see them as worthy rulers over this planet. He was certain that they would turn on her, one day or another, simply waiting for a moment to strike her down and then put her in one of those fancy cells that could even keep a demigod from escaping Though he sincerely doubted if those cells were effectively capable of doing such a thing. Still, this act of clear distrust, this trial of gaining some sort of control over those more powerful than them It only made his beliefs stronger.He felt his body contract a bit as she increased the pressure, grunting as she passed her judgment before gasping to take in the air as quickly as possible as she released. Even a God needed oxygen, sadly enough, and now that he had survived her torture for so long, he didn t feel the need to necessarily die anymore. If only to decrease the time he would need to gain strength. I ll get you back for what you did, Diana. I ll make you see what these humans really are he groaned before landing on the ground with a grunt, briefly disoriented as his head smacked against the stone floor. It was only after she started to make her way towards the entrance that he understood what was going on. He knew that escaping was a no go, with the legendary lasso around his waist, so all he could do for now was hope she would indeed take him to some sort of prison and believe she had delivered him to justice and that he would never return And thus give him time to think about his revenge. Timeskip one year As expected, the humans had overestimated their own abilities. While they had managed to hold him there for about half a year, he had only allowed it to be that way so he could regain his strength, feeding on the anger of the prisoners and their hatred for their captors. It was incredible how many emotions there were in such a rather limited space, but he definitely wouldn t complain as it had accelerated his growth by quite a lot. After about three months, he could already tell that he was getting near the point that he had reached back during the World Wars, three more months and he was at the very peak of his abilities. Finally, he could really call himself a God again and he would make sure the humans would tremble at the mention of his name.His escape had been fairly easy and after six months in prison, he had escaped. At first, he had decided to hide for a bit, make sure his body was capable of wielding the almost endless power the God of Conflict actually possessed while also crafting new, similar armor and weapon. But today, more than a full year after his second defeat to his half sister, Ares had finally decided to return to the temple. Not because it had some sort of functionality other hideouts didn t have, but because of the fact that he wanted revenge. He could've gone out and looked for her, but simply beating her wouldn t be enough: he wanted to do it in the very same spot where the Amazonian Princess had humiliated him more than once. He wanted to see her squirm on the altar, as he had done months ago, beg him not to do it, yet forced to do whatever the other wanted because the body couldn t keep it together, much like he had done. He grunted at the thought, leaning on the very same altar as he briefly thought of what had happened for the umpteenth time already. He had indeed remembered the day.And much like he remembered that one day, he would make sure Diana would remember this one. After doing the heavylifting in her half brother s second defeat, Diana had delivered her long time enemy over the men he hated so much. Ares was a considerable threat against humanity and pretty much everything Wonder Woman stood for. He needed to be dealt with care, should be kept under maximum security at all times. Regular humans wouldn t fully understand how dangerous of a man he really was, that this one was much different than the other villains that came before him. Knowing the god of war better than anyone else, anyone still alive at least, the Amazon s consultancy, the precautions she would suggest were all important matters regarding the old god s captivity. The queen of Amazons couldn t have stayed at the confidential location they held the man forever though. She had other places to be, other things to do. It was a mission done well. Thus, the heroine just had to trust the officials with the man s custody. It was a sound defeat what Ares had tasted in the temple. Surely, the perverse treatment he experienced at the Amazon s hands could have ignited a fire within the god of conflict for revenge. Diana thought differently though. For her, what she had done to her half brother should have been enough to make him reconsider his evil deeds. If he had been a bad god again, the Amazon could very well double his punishment. The pretty heroine was confident that the sheer idea of suffering at her hands another time should be enough to act as a second barrier that would keep the man in his new prison.***It had been, more or less, one year. Diana went through several mild adventures during that time. In the end, it occurred to her that her last encounter with Ares had been just another day at work, just another villain to be put behind bars. In comparison to their very first fight, he admittedly hadn t give the renowned heroine that big of a challenge. That being said, that day, a darker part of Diana had surfaced. A twisted side of the Amazonian princess that hadn t showed up since. Perhaps, it was just a quick phase she went through. While no new enemy had appeared to give the woman a real challenge, Diana kept training both her mind and body to keep herself in shape. Thanks to her demigod heritage, the gifted heroine didn t really need to do excess physical exercises like regular humans. Still, the Amazons were known for their endless exercitation, which the brunette didn t omit either.While the established heroine attended to trivial matters, it had taken the people she trusted so much more than six months to inform the program s failure. The program in question was of course about the captivity of Ares. They had since started a second program to recapture the woman s archenemy. It had of course failed as well. And some bureaucracy Diana could never understand prevented them from briefing the brunette warrior about her enemy s eventual escape. Upon learning the news, Diana was surely furious about the unpleasant events. Only half of her anger was aimed at the men who failed to imprison the god of conflict though. The other half targeted Ares himself. Apparently, he wanted more humiliation. The man better protected his manhood well as the princess was not intended to be as gentle on him this time. If her stubborn foe needed another lesson from the Amazon, she better gave him what he deserved. Since Ares had been on the loose for some time, there was a possibility that he might have regained more of his powers this time. After all, there was a reason why Diana had faced him in a rush almost one year ago. There wasn t much clue where he might be dwelling, but the warrior princess had a good guess about his whereabouts. A guess she didn t share with others, just to take care of this business personally.Not willing to waste more time, not to give her adversary more time to regain more of his strength, Diana almost immediately started her rigorous campaign to hunt her enemy down. She was up for the challenge, confident to interrupt his evil plans alone. However, she wasn t aware that his plans were more about the very princess that belittled him and less about the humans he sought to destroy. It was another day at work, again. She wasn t in a much different mindset than the last time she walked through the same woods.Her appearanceremained same as well. Same red and blue outfit covered her fit form, all the while showing off a good amount of her flawless skin. Her ornate shield, blade and bracelets shined brightly under the sunlight, while her red, armored bustier stuck out in the green forest. Her lasso coiled at her waist, it fluttered with the sway of the woman s tight hips. Her booted legs climbed up the stairs that led to the entrance of the temple quickly. Last time she had been here, the woman was almost certain that her enemy was hidden within these walls. This time, it was a mere guess, an instinct. Show yourself! Diana drew her sword as her steps got slower inside the old structure. I know you re here! What did I tell you? Wonder Woman s loud shout announced the confident heroine s arrival, again. He had of course known about the humans trials to recapture him, but it had been surprisingly easy to actually stay out of their hands. In fact, with the help of his ability to seemingly teleport from A to B, the agents had never even managed to catch a glimpse of him. He knew how the human bureaucracy worked, if only because he had used it to his advantage so many times before, and he knew that it took days, weeks or even months before the people who were supposed to know, actually got to know what had happened. He had definitely hoped it would take that same bureaucracy a long time before Diana herself actually learned about his escape, but if she ever were to tell him that it had taken them six months and that this had been her very first guess, he d be even more amazed at the human inefficiency.Her familiar voice soon echoed in the empty temple halls and a faint smile tugged at his lips as he walked from behind the altar, the sharp edge of the ax making screeching sounds as he let it slide over the floor, creating small sparks in the process. He didn t move all too much, instead preferring for her to come to him this time around, which didn t take all too long. He could remember them standing in about the same positions before. Ready to do battle, ready to try and destroy the other. I remember, Diana, as you asked , he said, slowly stepping towards her, still keeping the ax low to the ground. He was surprisingly calm, after all that had happened to him before, and he kept eye contact at all times, making a clicking sound with his tongue as he shot a quick glance at her sword. How could I not? a black fog surrounded him as he suddenly disappeared into thin air, reappearing right in front of the altar. The stainsmight be gone, but the humiliation It always remained , he let his hand rest on the altar for a couple of seconds, seemingly reminiscing about their last fight that had ended so badly for him. Still, he knew this was going to be different. And he was quite sure she knew that too by now: the fact he could literally move from A to B with incredible speed like he used to was a skill she had to be wary of. Of course, that also meant he had his other abilities back as well, which almost immediately made the whole temple a danger on its own.But for now, he kept most of those hidden. Destroying the temple wouldn t help his cause, after all. As did my desire for revenge ! , he exclaimed, pointing the heavy battle ax at her with seemingly nothing more but a flick of the wrist. It might have sounded like a challenge, and it honestly was, but it was at the same time a rather clever way to manipulate a thin, iron beam which he moved a bit closer. He dropped it silently after only a couple inches, however, lowering his arm as he did so just to keep the illusion going. He disappeared a second time, once more taking his spot right in front of her, twenty feet away from her, just like the last time. Do you think you can beat me at my full strength, Diana? his words had barely left his mouth or he had already fired a beam of lightning straight at her, not even seemingly having to wait for it to charge up, showcasing that he had gotten stronger than ever before. Truly, prisoners held much more hate than normal humans and it was only now that he realized that it, combined with his own hatred for the Amazonian Beauty in front of him, it had unlocked his full potential. Still, he doubted it would have any effect on her. In fact, hehopedit wouldn t. It was no more than a distraction, a distraction for the beam that crept closer and closer every time he rose his arm. Do you? Facing the same foe within the same high walls of the temple, it was almost like watching a movie twice. A movie the confident Amazon had already seen the ending. She wouldn t have expected a different climax to this familiar story. Powered or not, the woman had bested her evil counterpart more than once. The self assured heroine was confident that the day would end with the god of war at her feet. It was still frustrating to do the same dance twice. She was a busy woman, who didn t have time to defeat each one of her enemies again and again. To ensure the man behaved, this time she was willing to double, or triple his punishment. Different to her last appearance, a more aggravated Diana entered the place this time around. She was quick to spot the man as he didn t seem to be hiding. Out of all the places, he stood next to the very alter she bent him over one year ago. Her brows strictly knitted above her fierce eyes, the Amazon glared at her old enemy.The humiliating experience of being milked several times by the Amazon didn t seem to have taken anything away from the cocky god s confidence. If Diana didn t know better, she could have thought this was a different entity who had never met the woman before. At the first glance, Wonder Woman could already tell that Ares had gained more of his strength this time around. Although the brunette warrior was quite fast herself, she still needed to lunge herself forward, push her athletic body to dart out in the direction she wanted. It was much different than teleporting around the place, or whatever Ares was doing. Attentive eyes of the woman carefully tracked her opponent s whereabouts in the hall. Running away from a fight was not the Amazonian way. If anything, Diana would welcome a challenge any day. Hence, the heroine didn t seem concerned about facing a more powerful foe.While Ares gave the woman a small demonstration of his regained abilities, some of them at least, Diana gained a defensive stance in front of the man. I defeated you before Ares. I ll do so again. The strict Amazon spoke behind her golden shield, no fear present in her expressive eyes. She let her round shield absorb the man s lightning attack. It wasn t particularly a powerful strike, not strong enough to penetrate the woman s defenses. The ornate writings and symbols on the shield shined brightly, the impact pushing Diana a few inches back. This time, I ll bring you to Themyscira. Where you answer for all your wrongdoings. Since the officials had failed to imprison the god of conflict, the magical island sounded to be a better place for the mythical being s lasting imprisonment. Diana switched the position of her feet, putting most of her weight on her backmost leg. Her actions weren t driven by revenge, but her sense of justice. Thanks to her superhuman traits, the Amazon had never required convoluted, well thought tactics to defeat her opponents, mostly relying on her reflexes and brute strength to handle matters. She had a simple strategy, just attack.Worthy of the name god of conflict, Ares was quite a talkative person. Wonder Woman knew very well that it was pointless to engage in a war of words with the man. You re getting on my nerves. Keeping it up, Diana slightly crouched behind her golden shield. AAAA! The Amazonian princess cried aloud. Very ground underneath one of her boots began to crack. Since she had defeated her foe without much of a hustle last time, the woman didn t take a different approach this time as well. Her quick attack mirrored her previous encounter with the god of war. Similar to last time, the beautiful warrior princess swiftly leaped forward. Her shield aimed at Ares, Diana darted out like a squeezed spring, a very good looking spring at that too. It was easy to see that his reappearance frustrated her to some extent, shown not only by the glare that he had received but her general stance as well. She seemed more aggressive than ever, which should play to his advantage if he played his cards right. Rushing things was the worst thing you could do, after all, and he knew all too well what emotions like frustration and anger made people do: it made them want to finish things quickly. She made it quite clear too as she stood there, watching him move with attentive but fierce eyes, definitely not looking like a woman who was about to back down or who would take it slow. She just wanted to get this over with and go back home or do something justice like. He snorted at the thought, knowing by now that her understanding of justice was not necessarily the same as that of other heroes and good doers. He was certain that milking your opponent and humiliating them wasn't a part of most's definition of justice.As expected, the lightning bolt did nothing besides shoving her back a little bit, which was enough to surprise him for a brief moment. Had he underestimated his own limits? Had he somehow caught her by surprise? Either way, it gave him yet another confidence boost, smirking as she spoke about defeating him again."There is a saying these humans you love like to use... What was it again? Third time's the charm?" he spun the ax around in his hand, shifting his stance slightly as he too, bending the knees slightly while bouncing slightly onto the balls of his feet. While he was mostly a powerhouse, he could be surprisingly nimble on his feet, though he usually preferred using his ability to teleport himself to make sure he was actually invincible to his opponents' attack. For Diana, however, he was willing to make an exception."I answer to no one."He had proven that many times before, including today, as his return was mostly a way of telling her that no matter what she did or made him do, he would return over and over again.As expected, she once more took the initiative, launching herself at him shield first, which was a rather stunning sight to behold. He guessed that she did indeed believe this was going to turn out exactly the same way. Smirking, the god of conflict decided he would play along for a bit, stretching his arms protectively in front of him, pressing the belly of his ax against the shining surface, but this time he stood his ground with relative ease, hearing the ground crack slightly beneath his feet, yet he himself remained unmoving."Has it ever occurred to you, my dear Diana, that I wanted to get on your nerves?", he asked the question quite nonchalantly, releasing his ax with one hand ever so slightly. While he was definitely stronger than before, he knew he wouldn't be able to beat her with one hand only in a simple test of strength, so he needed to be cautious. Still, he managed to slightly shift his fingers, the small iron beam suddenly shot forward, bending it in mid air as he tried to let it coil around the powerful, smooth legs of the heroine to not only limit her movements but to try and make he fall as well as he repeated his movements from before, stepping to the side in a trial to use her own attack against her. At the same time, his free hand would reach for the legendary lasso in a trial to steal it away. It was funny of Ares to talk about the charm of the third instance. If she remembered it correctly, the third orgasm she ripped from the man s cock was anything but charming. While the woman was busy fighting, there was no time to quip though. As if she was a little lightning bolt herself, the swift heroine charged at her enemy faster than a zooming in camera. The defensive armament Diana firmly held in front of her struck the midsection of the man s big axe with a sharp clink. Little waves rippled through the Amazon s magical shield. After exhausting the rest of her momentum, the shapely brunette warrior stopped a few feet behind the man. To face her opponent again, Diana swiftly turned around. That wouldn t be good for you. The renowned princess of Themyscira claimed. If he indeed wanted to irritate her by playing on her frustration, he also had to put up with an angry Amazon, which would have been considered to be a bold move by many. Diana had always been a warrior who fought with her emotions rather than using her head. Such passion could both be a strength and a weakness in a heated battle.Behind her ornate shield, the woman reached for her hip to draw her stylish sword. Strong metal of the weapon briefly flashed as the woman raised it up. Not only her strength, but the nimble body of the Amazonian beauty made her a remarkable opponent to face off against. Her shapely physique was as agile as it looked. She sprang up and rolled in the air to land just in front of her muscular enemy, hoping to gain an opening to strike him down, rapid and strong. When the man held a big, two handed weapon, it made sense to focus on his hands. As soon as she landed on her feet, the woman pulled her sharp sword back, intended to swing it fast. Something disturbed her balance and stance though. She hadn t noticed the beamlike object manipulated by her foe. Not until it wrapped her shapely legs like some kind of metal restraint. The metal that ran around her curvy calves caught the woman off guard and threw off Diana s balance. Her sword still whistled as the princess swung it in an arc. However, it was only air what the sharp blade cut through. The unbalanced heroine awkwardly staggered. As she toppled over backwards, her eyes noticed her foe reaching for her lasso. Since both of her hands were occupied, one holding the shield, the other her sword, she was unable to stop the man from picking her magical lariat off her hip.Firm pillows on her shapely backside dampened the impact of the Amazonian warrior s fall. As useful as it was, the magical rope didn t exactly have a mind of its own to distinguish who was evil and who was good. That thing didn t have a fingerprint sensor after all. Still, the magical artifact was too powerful to be used by an ordinary man or woman. Its mystical powers required a knowledge person to be summoned by. Although Ares was neither an ordinary human, nor a stranger to magical artifacts, Diana was more worried about her restrained, beautiful legs right now. She quickly rose up to a sitting position on the floor, her legs stretched out. Although her long legs were quite strong, there wasn t any room to kick the metal off her body. Her pretty face gained a strained expression as Wonder Woman tried to spread her smooth legs. The metal squeaked around her lower legs. Given the high tensile strength of steel, it still required the aid of her hands. Thus, the warrior princess let go of her sword and shield. Both objects lying at each side of the pretty heroine, Diana held the sturdy object that wrapped her legs. Uunh! The woman grunted. Using her bare hands, she began to loosen the piece of metal that restrained her feet. He felt her brush past with force, once more amazed by the strength the demigod actually possessed. He always had to remind herself that Diana was not an ordinary human, though her looks probably should have told him as much. He had yet to meet a human with such beauty, after all, and definitely not when you took her actual age into consideration. It was funny to see how humans grew older over time, losing most of their beauty as time passed, while both he and Diana didn t have to fear such a thing, or at least not as much. She definitely didn t, at least, while he supposed that he had looked worse about a century ago. Maybe her destroying that old body of his hadn t been so bad after all...A smirk tugged at his lips as she warned him about irritating her, amused by the fact that she did not yet understand his words. He was using her own anger against her and she had no clue... It was rather pitiful. She claimed to be so great and she probably even was an amazing heroine, but she had still so much to learn. Yes, it could make you stronger, more determined to actually hurt the other, but it also made you sloppy. He knew that of experience: a century ago, overconfidence had been his downfall. A year ago, combined with a lack of strength, he had allowed his anger to take over and try to force a quick decision. This time, he wouldn t let that happen.He lifted his ax slightly as she drew her sword. He had destroyed one before, but he wasn t sure if he could do that again. While Diana still fought on emotions and instincts, she had definitely grown stronger. There was no telling what she was capable of if she could somehow generate the strength that she had shown a hundred years ago and combine that with her weapon. He watched her slender but powerful looking form soar through the air with narrowed eyes, gripping his weapon tighter as he tried to figure out what she was trying to do. He was already moving the ax as she finally got caught by his sneak attack, her initially dangerous strike missing him completely as she fell over. He could already smell victory as he felt his fingers pull the rope from her hip, briefly staring at the mythical object in his hand.He knew what it was capable of and he knew how it worked, but he was unsure if he would be able to use it. But even if he couldn t, he was quite sure that its sturdiness didn t depend on who was holding it. Plus, it was one less weapon that she could use against him, possibly even the one that had worried him the most. He could handle a sword and a shield just fine, but her bracelets and lasso were a different story. Those weren t regular weapons after all. Pulling his gaze away to keep an eye out for his fallen enemy, the muscular god smirked slightly as she dropped her weaponry and started to tug at the metal with her bare hands. That was an opening he couldn t let pass by. Always keep your eyes open, Diana... And never drop your weapon in front of your enemy. With a slight grunt, he aimed his weapon at what seemed to be some sort of heavy chain, possibly from an old ritual or something, and swung his arm in a wide arc with speed and aggression. The metal soared through the air, its shackles making metallic sounds in the process, going straight for the wrists of the seated heroine as the god himself walked over, aiming to place his foot on the heroine s sword so he could slide it out of her reach. You won t need that anymore... While the shield was also dangerous, he believed that a shart point was still riskier than a flat, blunt object that was mostly meant for defense. Meanwhile, the chain would not only try to bind her wrists together, but he had ordered it to try and force the Amazon Princess to lift her arms into the air and away from the beam that kept her powerful legs together, hopefully making it a bit more uncomfortable at the same time. The great strength the Amazonian possessed would have eventually let the woman uncoil the piece of metal around her lower legs to free her dashing appendages. It still wasn t exactly like cutting through paper and she would need time. The metal creaked and shrieked against the considerable force the brunette heroine put on it. Her fingers created dents at the spots where she held it. It was an awkward position, and tying to bend steel was a good way to exhaust her energy. While the heroine worked on the makeshift shackles, she kept paying attention to her adversary s imposing weapon. She perhaps couldn t stand up or jump around as much, but if needed, the woman could still roll out of danger. I would beat you with my bare hands if I have to. Diana glared up at the man. The confident heroine needed no magical lasso or an ornate sword to overcome an enemy.Although the renowned Amazon princess could do without a sword, she would have still welcomed its aid. Using one of her hands, Diana reached for her sharp blade. However, something interrupted her fingers from gripping the handle of her sword, instead pulling her hand next to its pair. Instead of her, it was her opponent, who found her weapon, kicking it away from Diana s reach. A thick chain ran around her wrists in front of the pretty heroine, moving on its own to wrap her arms and push them together. Having yet another restraint to her limbs surely didn t make Wonder Woman happy. Uuunh! The woman grunted as she tried to pull her arms free. Linked steel rings of the chain stretched and squealed painfully, but held. Despite being quite dexterous, Diana s arms were not as strong as her pleasant legs. For the moment, the princess still resisted the invisible force that tried to pull her arms up. Fighting against unyielding steel was tiring, making the heroine sweaty. Aargh! Wonder Woman gave it another go. Distributing her strength among her limbs. Her smooth thighs strained and her hands balled into tight fists. Giving out a few deep breaths, her chest heaved up and down when she eventually stopped pulling on her steel restraints. Instead, her eyes threw an angry glance at the man.Instead of spending more time to get rid of her restraints, the dexterous heroine made a move to use the freedom she still had. The nimble brunette bent her long legs back to roll backwards. Leather strips of her short gladiator skirt flipped and the cheeky undergarment she wore briefly flashed under the leather garment. The material hugged her firm hips well. Very similar to her skirt, it was dark blue with a small shine to it. The fabric was quite flexible, just like its wearer. Like a talented gymnast, Wonder Woman pressed her chained hands on the floor to push herself up. A few backflips the athletic princess manage to perform put some distance between the woman and Ares. Since her legs and arms were tied together, tumbling like that was awkward and difficult even for the gifted brunette. Inevitable, Diana fell on her firm butt a moment later after the last somersault she managed to do. Her stamina was high, but not endless. And Diana wasn t exactly using it sparingly. Shortly after the woman fell down, her arms stretched out at the ceiling as if an invisible hand strongly pulled them up from the chain. Rest of her fit form followed the lead of her hands as the man s magic stood the athletic heroine up. She looked up at the empty space above her as the shapely woman forced to stand on tiptoe, her furious expression not matching the elegant form she had. While patience was a virtue, Ares knew that he couldn t waste much time. While limiting one s movements was a good idea in general, he knew Wonder Woman could break the metal object that kept her strong legs together if he gave her enough time, which was why he had immediately sent the chain afterward. While it was probably true that she was draining her stamina by trying to escape, he d rather not run the risk. He had seen her struggle in his binds once before and it had ended with him getting ripped apart by lightning, a fate he d rather not see repeated. And when she said that she could beat him without needing a weapon, he was inclined to believe her. She had done it once before, after all. No, he definitely preferred a somewhat fresh but tied up heroine over an exhausted but free one.So he couldn t help but feel a bit of relief rush through his body as the chains found their targets and pushed them together, only now realizing how much adrenalin a mortal body could produce. Had he been afraid of her? Was that possible? He suddenly wasn t so sure anymore and for good reason to: Diana was stronger, faster, smarter... She was simply better than anyone else he had ever faced before, including the other Gods and even Zeus himself. Even though his father had beaten him once before, it hadn t been a decisive victory for the God of Lightning, or at least not as decisive as Diana s last one. And even with her hands tied, Diana was still capable of impressive feats. As she struggled to pull her limbs free, she somehow managed to resist his ability to control the metal, unwilling to raise her hands. Still, it seemed to cost her quite a lot of stamina, noticing slight drops of sweat appear here and there as she struggled. For a brief moment, he believed he had won... But she immediately proved him wrong.With wide eyes, the god watched as she rolled back, catching him completely by surprise and having him let up his attack for a couple of moments. He was amazed at such athletic ability, not having expected her to think of such an escape on such a short notice, proving she was not only a beautiful, but also an incredibly smart amazon. He caught a glimpse of her underwear as she summersaulted away from him to gain some distance, grunting as he tried a second time to get the chains to rise. She had once more shown him that you were almost never done with her, but at least it seemed she had hit her first limit. As she was forced to her toes, he moved in her direction once more, closing the distance with relative ease that she was, hopefully, unable to move. He let the magical lasso slip through his fingers, placing his ax on the ground as he came to a stop at a short distance, yet making sure she couldn t hit him with her feet if she somehow managed to use his magic against him. He wouldn t be surprised. You know... Anger doesn t really fit your face... he mused, his eyes briefly traveling down her body. The last time, he hadn t really had the chance to appreciate her beauty. This time, however, he was determined to take his time doing so. Her outfit accentuated her powerful legs in particular, although he would admit that the chest area was definitely interesting as well. But before he had that chance, he wanted to know if the lasso worked on its usual wielder. He walked around the heroine with confident steps, making sure he kept some sort of pace going just in case she managed to break out. Finally, he closed the distance as he came up close behind her, now aiming to tie the magical object around the woman s wrists. What were the words again? He paused for a couple of moments, trying to remember the sentence she had uttered a year go. It wasn t a particularly hard thing to say, but he had a feeling it had to be correct. I compel you to tell the truth he finally spoke and the lasso reacted, for the first time in a year filling the dark temple with a golden hue. However, that didn t mean it worked of course: you never knew if she had some sort of resistance. Tell me, Diana... What did you think when your beloved boyfriend killed himself? He was quite sure that was a question that went deep, deep enough to make her want to lie, to make her want to tell him that he was a hero and nothing more. But he was quite sure there was more to it, that she believed there to be some sort of selfishness in there. Do you believe that their new maximum security jails are only meant to protect themselves, or do you fear betrayal? Still, while both questions weren t foolproof, he hoped it would at least somehow show that it worked on her. He already knew her name, her homeland, her parents... So this was pretty much all he had... for now. He was determined to use it in the near future like she had done, to force her to admit that she had lost to him. But for that to happen, he would have to actually beat her, and he doubted she believed she had lost just yet.But he could as well start... He rose his big, powerful hand and aimed to smack her on the ass, if only to test her reactions. Sure, she wasn t naked yet, but the moment he knew the lasso actually worked, he would change that. Her arms and legs immobilized, it was definitely a difficult situation for the acclaimed heroine. After all, if she couldn t move her pretty legs or swing her capable hands, she couldn t be so wonderful. Looking down at her feet, only to see a sturdy beam wrapping her lower legs, looking up above, only to find a stubborn chain to keep her arms together Diana still fought against her restraints, wriggling in place, squirming on the tips of her boots like an elegant ballerina. Clear frustration kept dominating her pretty face, her lips narrowed, her dark brows knitted. Aaargh! The warrior princess tried to pull her hands down, fighting against the magical force that held them up. Her arms vigorously shaking, her tied hands slowly began to move down. Just when the strong heroine managed to lower her hands a couple of inches down, her muscles finally gave in and her dexterous hands darted up to their initial position, leaving the woman panting. It was smarter to save her energy at the time, but she was too stubborn to even momentarily accept her fate.Where she couldn t use her pretty sword, Diana s sharp gazes pierced the man. She held her breath, once again struggling against her adversary s magic, this time however her hands didn t move an inch and her efforts didn t do much other than giving her face a red shade. Quite fatigued, Diana watched the man come closer. She could see Ares unwinding her own lasso, dragging the free end of the golden rope across the floor with the unhurried steps he took. Don t you dare. Wonder Woman advised. For many years, the bright artifact had been a trademark weapon for her. She had used her lasso in many adventures, so she knew its magical powers very well, more than anyone else. Still, the woman had never experienced how it felt to be on the receiving end of her lasso s firm grip. As if the chains weren t enough, soon, her own magical lariat wrapped her wrists as well. She knew it was pointless to fight against the lasso of truth as its unbreakable grasp was not about sheer muscle strength. Being the unyielding queen of Themyscira though, she still refused to just stand still. Using great force, Diana tried to split her hands, to overpower the magical object that held them. It was a hopeless struggle as the woman felt her remaining energy leave her body, her own lasso draining the rest of her vigor. If not for the god of war s magic that held her up, she would have collapsed in short.As long as its wielder held the necessity strength and knew the right words to utter, Wonder Woman s magic lasso didn t really care who held it. As the man spoke the words, the glowing rope didn t shy away to work against its former mistress. Through her parted lips, a pair of pliers pulled the words out of the Amazon s tongue. Betrayed The brunette warrior voiced her concern about Steve s sacrifice. It should have been someone else. It had never occurred to her that the god of conflict was interested in the untimely passing of the woman s so called boyfriend. Regardless, bringing up his death was an easy way of making her emotional. Something she did differently could have saved her love interest. There was a more straightforward answer to Ares next inquiry. I fear no manmade prison. Amazons shall be ready If things didn t go well with humans in the end, if they proved Ares right, Themyscira would wage war against humans. Yours had been made for me. Diana admitted. The prison they put Ares in was initially designed to hold his half sisters.Once she regained the control of her tongue, Diana asked. What are you trying to accomplish? Leather straps of her short skirt did their job and damped some of the impact of the man s strong smack. The brave Amazon gave out no shriek that would satisfy her opponent. The impact clenched her eyes though as the woman gave a snort of mild pain. Her hips swung back and forth one time as his sturdy hand slightly pushed her body forward. Careful. The Amazon warned the man. Laying one s hands on the Queen of Amazons, it was a bold move, even for a god. It was almost a miracle, seeing her fight against his magic and actually managing to win, if only for a brief moment. He could tell she was getting exhausted, tiring herself out simply because she didn't want to admit that she'd been put in a difficult position, one she might not even escape from as long as Ares played his cards right. In this case, that meant being wary of Wonder Woman at all times and thus, treading with care. Still, to hear her pant made him confident that this was too much of an obstacle for even a renowned heroine such as Diana. In all honesty, it had gone better than he had expected it to go: she was doing most of the work for him by tiring herself out. But even then she still managed to make a shiver run down his spine with a simple stare. If looks could kill, he would've been done for, but luckily for him, they didn't really do much besides possibly intimidate you or sway you. He wasn't going to let either of those options happen to him.As he slowly walked around her, he took note of the clear signs of exhaustion and overexertion."Why not? Afraid of what I'm going to ask?", he asked, her empty threat strengthening his belief that the lasso didn't care who actually held onto it. It was a rather curious thing, for he had expected the creator to have thought of the item falling in the wrong hands. Maybe it had been impossible, maybe he or she had simply forgotten but he was definitely grateful for it. Still, he decided to test it nonetheless, watching her struggle one final time as she fought her own unbreakable lasso with little success. It seemed she had completely drained herself, an event he would definitely take full advantage of. He knew that exhaustion made it harder to actually fight the lasso, a fact evident from the fact the woman's pretty lips parted almost the moment he had finished his question. As expected, she didn't completely feel like the man was a hero in his own right. Was that an interesting fact to him? Definitely. If you could turn people on those they loved, it was so much easier to corrupt them, to make them believe the whole world was evil. How many women and men had he not swayed with his words right after a heartbreak? They were definitely the easiest prey.Diana, however, was for sure the hardest one. In fact, he doubted he'd be able to ever break her, just like she had never managed to make him break."Let me tell you, you would've escaped. They have no clue what we are capable of. Hence why they are not fit to lead this world", he mused, listening to her words and briefly tilting his head as she spoke about the prison having been made for Wonder Woman in the first place."Still... Don't you think that's an even worse betrayal than Steve's? To build a prison for the supposed heroine?", he asked, his words almost as sweet as honey as he whispered the words into her ear to add to the dramatic effect. He was sure the Amazons would be ready, but would that be enough? They would be severely outnumbered... The thought of his archenemy's kind disappearing sounded like music to his ears. Still, he doubted it would ever happen. Amazons should never be underestimated."Many things... Revenge, mostly. Satisfaction, maybe. The truth, for sure", the sturdy god replied as she asked him about his goals. He wasn't really sure what his real target was, but anything that had to do with getting back at the brunette was probably a correct answer. Her soft reaction to the slap made him smile: she was trying to stay strong, but he knew she couldn't keep that up forever. He would make sure of that. With care, he removed the lasso from around her wrists, careful not to touch the chains to avoid giving her some wiggle space."Don't worry... I have no desire to kill you. Yet", he said as he shifted the spell on the chains to make them reach for the ground with a harsh pull, forcefully trying to get the superheroine to her knees and hands. Still standing behind her, he slowly moved to stand above her, his legs near her flanks as he reached forward, trying to coil the mythical object around the woman's neck. What better way to make her understand what he had in store for her than to simply repeat her own moves?"Do you think it's more fun as the horse?" No matter what words the magical lasso made her utter, Diana held no desire to abandon her heroic duties and join her half brother in this cruel, long term plan of his. Neither mentally, nor physically, the Amazon warrior was not so easily broken. When it came to her understanding of justice, what was right or wrong, the brunette princess had a thick head, difficult to backpedal. Her pointless struggles against the multiple restraints had exhausted most of her stamina, but her spirit remained in place, unphased by the fight. You should know of betrayal more than anyone Ares. The short tampered Amazon claimed. During his violent rebellion, many of his own kin had died at the hands of the god of war. You ll answer for your treachery. Mark my words The wonderful Amazonian woman confidently claimed, using her little freedom to jolt her body slightly forward to give her suggestion more emphasis. The princess did not fear death, and also doubted the man would murder her. Whom else would he complain to about the so called malevolent nature of humans if she were gone?Being the experienced warrior she was, although being quite fatigued, Diana was in a constant search for a weakness, an opportunity to undo the man s binding. If her legs hadn t been detained from freedom, the dignified heroine wouldn t have minded testing the integrity of Ares balls with a low blow kick. She was definitely an opponent who had to be handled with care. It was smart of Ares to not lower his guard down. With Diana, everything was possible. She was called Wonder Woman for a reason. This gal was certainly more than a pretty face. At the same time, the shapely heroine had to admit that some of the artwork, which portrayed the woman, exaggerated some of the features the pretty Amazon had. Particularly, her bust. However, when her armor piece pushed and pressed her breasts together to give these fruits more heft, she could kind of see the reason behind it. And it wasn t like those kindly artists were able to take a peek at the heroine without her outfit.Satisfaction through revenge. It was a concerning thought for a tied woman. Given what Diana had done to the man during their previous encounter, she could think of a few worrying activities Ares might have on his mind. She still repelled the thoughts. Her half brother was no human after all, and going for a sweet revenge would be an earthly sensation. It was a relief to feel the lasso leaving her wrists. However, its new spot was going to be equally frustrating. As if her athletic body weighed more than a ton, the man s magic pulled the heroine down on her knees with a loud bang. Umph! The strong impact shook her body. After she sunk to her lovely knees, her upper body was forced to lean down as well, leaving her chained hands to support her torso. Her own magical lasso acted as a yellow collar as the man wrapped it around her neck. Next to her superhuman feats, the demigod still needed to breathe air. Diana coughed a few times against the pressure on her throat. Her first instinct was to draw her hands to her neck to ease some of the tension, something she wasn t able to do. What horse? Diana managed to question between her coughs. As expected, Diana remained loyal to her cause and her beliefs. He would never understand them, if only because of what she had recently told him about the prison having been made for her. Still, it was to be expected. He really didn t expect her to bow down and throw away her beliefs, unlike the Diana from a year ago, who had seemed determined to try and make him see he was doing it wrong. In the end, it had only strengthened his beliefs, but more importantly, a desire for revenge. I didn t betray anyone. The humans betrayed our father, but he was too blind to see it. They were doubting their faith, destroying his world , he clenched his muscular fist as he thought about it, briefly tightening the chains around her wrists before lowering the pressure again. He had to be careful not to lose control, knowing she d take advantage of anything she could get. And even though she was exhausted, he needed to be wary of her exceptional abilities. Gods and Demigods should never be underestimated. He had seen some of the artwork as well, picturing the woman during her heroic deeds or sometimes just some sort of portrait. Still, none seemed to really do her justice. She was definitely more beautiful in the flesh, although he would admit that her breasts were probably a bit smaller than they were usually depicted in paintings and drawings from her fans. He supposed it was because of the outfit Another reason to take it off , the thought briefly passed his mind, a small smile tugging at his lips. Time to actually take it all out , he thought as she dropped to her knees, her hands soon following suit before clawing at the magical object that he had now coiled around her neck. The sounds she made every time she impacted the floor were music to his ears, his thirst for getting back at her for what she had put him through clearly showing as he now stood over her, clenching his legs to squeeze at her sides. He watched her struggle for a couple of extra seconds before finally widening the gap of the rope around her neck to give her the chance to breath, yet keeping it narrow enough to keep her from pulling it over her head. The one that brings you to your sword , he replied calmly, letting the words sink in as he looped the rope around his hand a couple of times. He finally dropped his butt down onto the pretty Amazon s back, keeping the pressure up with his legs as if he was worried she d throw him off if he didn t do that. In reality, he was mostly just doing that to assert some sort of dominating position. Once seated, he briefly shot a glance at her powerful legs and arms. He wondered if he had to remove the binds that kept her limbs from moving properly, before deciding against it. He didn t want her to be able to move her hands or legs freely. Unlike Ares, she was still able to fight back But not for long. He would make sure of that. So let s go, shall we? he pulled the rope in the direction of the sword, his free hand briefly soaring through the air before once more colliding with the leather skirt to spur her on to start moving in the direction of her own sword. He knew it wouldn t be easy considering she still had her wrists and calves tied together, but he had never intended to make it easy on her. She would have to go slower than he had gone a year ago, but that wasn t necessarily a bad thing: this gave him the time to enjoy it for a longer period of time. And with her hands chained together and a rather heavy god on her back, he doubted she d be able to grab a hold of her sword and use it the way you were supposed to handle such a weapon. Still, he supposed he couldn t take any risks with a heroine like Diana. Grunting, he used his free hand to pull a heavy looking iron bar down from the ceiling, dropping it on top of the sword s blade as the temple seemingly shook for a brief moment. Move it , satisfied, his strong hand found its way back to her butt with even more strength as before, still trying to steer her in the direction of the sword. The magical lasso that firmly hugged her neck worked in mysterious ways. Her brief battle against the man had already caused the brave heroine to spend some of her godly stamina, but the rest she felt to be siphoned away from her shapely body by the golden rope. If the object remained on her neck a little longer, that would undoubtedly take all of her might away. Only the physical part though as Diana s willpower was not bound to the material strength of her body. Even before the man sat on her, the woman already felt like she carried a big load on her back. As expected from someone of Ares beefy physique, he wasn t a light person, adding more to the princess burden. The more difficult part of carrying the man was not his weight though, but to maintain her balance as her limbs were stuck together. Although it wasn t much different from what she did to the god of ward a year ago, irritation filled Diana s already fierce eyes regardless. She was the queen of Themyscira, not a pretty mare to be mounted. Albeit, she more looked like a bad tampered dog while snarling at her adversary. The woman wasn t kind of warrior who would take defeat lightly.Being the one her knees and hands was definitely less comfortable for the heroine. Because of the pair s size difference in width, she doubted the man had the same comfort Diana had a year ago while riding her defeated enemy as well. Although Diana didn t know the exact spot where the man kicked her sword at not too long ago, the distinct shine of the woman s chic weapon made it easy to spot it in the old temple. The simple act of grabbing her blade had never been a more tedious task for the beautiful warrior princess. Grrr. The brunette fighter growled at the man s command. For a moment, she looked down at her bound arms. Her restraints didn t make it easy to crawl across the dusty ground. However, she saw no point in complaining, since the woman doubted her enemy cared about the difficulty of the task. If anything, he would be amused by her struggles. You ll pay for your blasphemy. Diana claimed, her voice coming out deeper because of the rope on her throat. Quite awkwardly, Diana spun her body to face the right direction. The nimble heroine couldn t move so swift though. Under the limiting circumstances, she steered like a cargo boat, a heavy ship with a nice stern. Umph. The pretty heroine sealed her lips, the smack she received to her shapely bottom forcing a breeze of warm air out of her nostrils. The brave Amazon had no intention of entertaining her enemy s ears by girly shrieks one could rip from a naughty school girl. Her sisters back on the island wouldn t have approved such a thing. As she got more tired however, worn to a frazzle, keeping the confident, tough hero mask would become more difficult for Diana. In the meantime, it was clear what Ares wanted. After his sound defeat, he seemed to be willing to mirror the events of their previous encounter as if that would undo all the things Diana did to the powerful god of war. If you want to relive the past Ares The brunette warrior reminded. Even short sentences were difficult to form without a little struggle and panting for the woman. I might take you to that altar again. The assertive brunette suggested. If she could turn back time, she would have given the whole temple a white paintjob using Ares cock.Hopefully, the man was not in a hurry as the swift heroine crawled at a snail s pace. Considering her bound legs and arms, she couldn t have darted out like a nimble hound. It was a big chore to move like this for the gifted crime fighter. Brushing her smooth legs and capable arms against each other, every step she took only pushed Wonder Woman a few inches forward, her shapely rump swaying behind her and her firm body twitching under the weight of the man. Just because she didn t move fast didn t mean it was easy though. On the contrary, these baby steps were tiring the already fatigued Amazon greatly. Her frustration competed her lassitude when Diana finally reached her sword. Her lips remained parted as the woman panted for air. Her breath brought a sharp squeal out of the brave heroine the next time Ares hand slammed against her wonder butt. Oww! Diana yelped as her strained arms trembled next to her pinned sword. Even Ares hadn t known about the energy draining ability the lasso had, if only because he hadn t really had much energy left when he d been put under its spell. Either way, it played to his advantage, definitely when taking into consideration he wasn t planning on removing the rope anytime soon. Or at least not until they had reached the sword. It wasn t even that far purely based on the distance, but the moment he dropped his muscular body on top of the heroine s back, he could already tell it was going to take a while. Not that he cared: he had all the time in the world now that he was in control. Or at least he had more time than before. He doubted she had warned anyone, Diana had a certain pride, and under the current circumstances, there was little she could do besides following the order he gave out. He could tell she was not amused, but that was the whole point. He wanted her to feel what he had felt a year ago, to understand the humiliation she had put him through, and what better way to do that than to return the favor? I didn t know you preferred to be a growling dog The slave of the humans. Though I suppose that s what you are too, in a way While she definitely had a mind of her own, he felt like she was a bit of a pet to the humans who would only ask for her help whenever they couldn t handle the situation themselves. Most of the time, she was pretty much their last hope, and thanks to Wonder Woman s love for humanity, she always fell for their petty words. He was quite sure today had been no different Except for the fact that this time, he was going to be the master and not those foolish humans she cared about so much. Hah! You talk about blasphemy to a God? A god who never received the same love or care as his fellow deities? , he shook his head as a low chuckle escaped him. If anything, he was being the good guy here, trying to reinstate the good old days when the gods had actually meant something. And like he was trying to steer the world in that direction, he steered Diana in a direction as well, feeling her move between his powerful legs with difficulty. Not so agile now, are we? , he taunted, patting her on the head like a human would to his dog.As they slowly but surely made their way towards the altar, he let out a growl at the mention of the altar, briefly increasing the pressure on her sides to try and squeeze the air out of her for even only a moment. Don t worry We ll get back there eventually , he grunted, remembering what had happened the last time on that altar all too well. It had been the most humiliating part of them all, that was for sure, with her forcing him to have an orgasm multiple times and denying him a couple of others as well. Save your breath. You ll need it soon enough , he added, noticing that the heroine was panting heavily by now, barely capable of forming a sentence. The lasso probably didn t help either, though that was probably a good thing: he d rather not have her repeat last year s events too many times. It still stung but he was determined to change that feeling of humiliation in something different, something more positive. And yet, he could feel himself get harder as her body clearly struggled with the weight and the exhaustion, a smile of satisfaction on his face as she let out a yelp of protest as his hand found its target. I thought Amazons weren t supposed to show signs of weakness in front a man? , he asked gleefully as he finally closed his fingers around the handle of Diana s sword, a flick of the wrist removing the bar and making it possible to actually hold the weapon the way one was supposed to. He briefly rose to his feet, inspecting the sword in his hands while keeping both legs pressed against the heroine s sides, coiling the rope around his wrist so he didn t have to hold it permanently. Great craftsmanship Shouldn t be a problem to cut through leather he said, the tip of the sword hovering right above her flesh. To tease her, he gently touched some bared skin between her skirt and her bustier, wondering what the effect of the sudden cold metal would be. A moment later, he made a clean, vertical cut through the skirt s leather waistband to reveal her undergarments and even more of her beautiful and powerful thighs as the skirt was forced to fall open . He was careful not to hurt the heroine herself if only to keep her intact for the main event.Leaving her firm butt for what it was, for now, he sat back down and put his full weight on her back, his fingers now sneaking towards the strong hooks that kept her bustier in place. Teasingly slow, the god of conflict loosened them one by one, holding on for an extra moment or two before finally releasing it, dropping it onto the ground as well and revealing a stunning backside. His hands gently sliding over said back, he gave her some sort of massage, smiling faintly. We re going to have some fun together, don t you think? , he asked, once more grabbing a hold of the magic lasso and giving it a short, but heavy pull to jerk her awake , so to speak. Meanwhile, he also lifted his feet off the ground to increase the pressure on her already trembling body even more, a small bulge forming itself in his pants. This victory over the strong heroine had made Ares a more talkative man. His words stung Diana as sharp as a blade would. The confident princess was not used to defeat, and her situation right now couldn t be considered a victory. Her Amazonian body could withstand quite a beating. However, her arrogant mind didn t have the same level of endurance when it came to mockery. Her godly superhuman powers needed a recovery, a nice rest before she could perform any of her hero stunts again. Right now, the powerful warrior princess felt like a regular human, albeit quite a charming one. As the man mounted her like a pony, her body failed to resist against her adversary s lowly treatment, but certainly reflected her frustration and anger very well. Her bracelet could destroy the chains easily, if they had absorbed an upcoming powerful attack. Now though, they were no different from an ornate decoration around her wrists. The god of war seemed to have learned how to war against an Amazon in the end.In comparison to her magical lasso, her sword was a more straightforward weapon in Wonder Woman s arsenal. The blade was a fine example of godly craftsmanship. It did what it was supposed to do very well, cutting and piercing. Diana had used her ornate sword to scratch enemies even tougher than an Amazon. Enchanted with ancient magic, the woman knew the capabilities of her weapon s sharp edge very well, that it could cut her smooth skin like a hot knife through butter. Feeling the chill metal on her smooth skin tensed the woman s muscles, a sudden jolt jerking her shapely body. Other than that, she tried to stand still. It wasn t a good idea to squirm around when the man held her sharp sword that close to her fit form. Her delightful lips still moved up and down to talk. It s been forged to slay the ones like you. Diana lowered her brows, explaining the purpose of the cutting tool. As expected, leather of her skirt was no match for the heroine s sharp blade. Shiny metal glided across her skirt, cutting the fabric open with trivial effort. Her skirt slid down her smooth hips, sailing down to the floor. You won t get away with this. Diana narrowed her mouth in discontent, not feeling happy about revealing her undergarment to a villain. Dark blue fabric was tight around her shapely hips, the woman s position causing it to wedge into her butt to expose more of her round cheeks.One again, Diana was forced to carry the man s weight on her back. When her adversary began to undo the rest of her armor, the woman could guess what he was planning to do to her. The dignified hero was not happy where this was going as well. You d gain nothing from this. The woman suggested. Her top piece was stripped easier than she thought. When the little belts and hooks that secured the red bustier to her chest were undone, the flashy piece fell down. Unlike her leather skirt, the metal armor clanged and bounced a few times upon being dropped. Its removal revealed a nude, strapless bra the Amazon wore underneath. Even a demi god would find it uncomfortable if her nipples had poked into the metal armor. The undergarment gave her breasts a lift and bestowed Diana s otherwise average orbs an enticing cleavage. As she was forced to carry the god of war on her back, her legs and arms wobbled. The bulky man s weight was only half of the reason though, the other being Diana s growing irritation. Humping a man in her underwear, not a task for an Amazon.What kind of fun Ares was looking forward to have with the Amazon, it was a concerning quarrel to think about for the prideful warrior. Never! Diana protested, she was not intended to entertain her archenemy, or any other men for that matter. Pleasant body of an Amazon was not for the amusement of men. The sudden tug of the lasso squeezed the woman s throat. ECHH! Diana gagged, her tongue rushing out like a thirsty pup. While she couldn t run away, or use her hands to loosen the firm grip of the lasso, she began to sway her body from side to side, stubborn squirming of her half naked body giving the man a rodeo ride, a challenge if he wanted to remain on top of the brunette heroine. He had always been a rather talkative person. Surprisingly enough, most of his accomplishments he had achieved with his silver tongue, manipulating friend and foe alike with his words, gently yet forcefully pushing them in a certain direction until they finally did whatever Ares desired. Most of the time it had to do with waging war. Creating conflict zones. The fun part? He usually was a proclaimer of peace. It was as if the thought of being at peace pushed people to actually go to war with each other. The belief that peace was nothing more than a period of time between two wars was strong in most countries and some even seemed to enjoy it less than the actual fighting. Of course, the weapons industry was one of Ares' greatest allies, always willing to create and sell more. Without it, it would ve been a lot harder for the powerful deity.This time was no different. He could tell his words were hitting their mark, frustrating her to no end. She had so many things at her disposal, so many powers, abilities, objects, and yet none of them seemed to be capable of saving her from this precarious position. Indeed, Ares had learned from his mistakes and it clearly showed. Even when he held her sword, he made sure the loose end of the lasso remained stuck to his wrist, unwilling to even risk losing it. In his eyes, it was pretty much all she needed to turn this fight around As far as it was still a fight. A battle of wills, perhaps. Like the last one? We both know how that ended he retorted, remembering all too well how he had destroyed it simply by stretching his hand. Now that he was at his full strength, there was little doubt in his mind he could reproduce that scene, but he wouldn t if he didn t have to. I won t? Please, enlighten me on how you or any of those puny humans are going to get back at me now that I m at my full strength , he said, though there was something deep inside that told him she might be right. He remembered threatening her last year as well and her simply laughing it off. There was always a chance the roles would switch up yet again if they were to meet again, of course. But for now, he was going to enjoy taking what he could get. I think I will And I already told you what the response was short and simple this time, referring to the moment where she had asked him what he wanted to achieve. Revenge was still his main goal here and with every piece of armor that she lost, he could feel his body react slightly. While a God, it was impossible to ignore every desire this human body had. Air was the most important one, but it seemed that naked women seemed to trigger certain reactions as well. His eyes slid over the bra for a couple of moments, pondering it he had to remove everything at once but decided to leave it for now, if only to see what she actually looked like in her underwear from the front. Maybe he wanted to give her some sort of hope as well, though he was quite sure that by now she already knew he wasn t planning on just stripping her, but that he was going to do more. And even if she hadn t, then his last sentence should ve given her the information she needed to understand.And it seemed she did. As if on cue, she started something that he half and half wanted to call a last resort , which was a desperate attempt to throw him off. His body swaying along with hers, he soon realized he wouldn t have had a chance if she d been at her full strength, but her exhaustion combined with her limbs still tied together, it was relatively easy to keep himself on top. Once more, he realized that he couldn t take the risk, however, and he firmly planted his heels into the ground to rise to his feet, trying to use her own momentum against her as he pulled the lasso once more before deciding it was time to actually start what he had wanted to do to her from the very beginning. With a grunt, he threw his free hand to the side, ordering the iron against her ankles and the chains around her wrists to stretch the heroine as much as possible, trying to force the brunette onto her stomach. Enough games , he said as he now towered over his opponent, removing the lasso from around her neck. She wouldn t remain free of it for long, though, as the rather sadistic Ares almost immediately tied it around her ankles again, removing the iron beam right afterward, opting for a more flexible material to tie her legs together this time around. As he got back up, he stared at the free end of the rope for a bit, swinging it around with a growing smirk. I ve always wondered Do you think this could be used for something more I don t know, painful? His words had barely gone cold or one of the free ends was already soaring through the air much like a whip, aiming to strike her shapely butt cheeks. Even if the fruitless struggles of the brave heroine were mostly in vain, Diana didn t squirm to free herself from the tight situation she was in anyway. It was merely a reflection of her unyielding personality and warrior blood. However, it was also difficult to stand motionless when the rope choked the woman, hindering her from talking back. While her own lariat squeezed her throat, a magical force tugged at her bound limbs. It facedown laid her half naked body across the dusty floor. The man acted like a most crude yoga instructor to use his magic to stretch the Amazon s firm body out. It felt like two keen bulls pulled on her body from opposite sides. Persistent tug of the man s magic put a considerable tension in her muscles. Diana gritted her teeth to withstand the burn in her muscles. Almost perfect body of the brunette warrior tensed like a bowstring over the ground. Starting from her feet and hands, down to her back and hips, making her even a tighter woman. Thanks to the Amazonian heritage she carried, Diana was quite a flexible woman though. The experience still wasn t a pleasant one. U Uuh Aah! Diana squealed, her tall form nicely stretched out.As the golden lasso s position switched from her neck to her ankles, Diana just assumed the man was going to drag her body around the temple from her feet. As powerful as her booted legs were, she couldn t have broken the magical grasp of her own lasso. It took her some time to collect herself down across the floor. Only mentally at least as she right now lacked the strength to break her chains. As of now, the woman didn t have many options other than putting up with her half brother s ill intentions, his so called revenge. Despite all, it didn t make Wonder Woman regret how she handled the man before all this. On the contrary, the brave brunette just wished she had punished the god of war more strictly. Despite her periled situation, Diana wasn t afraid of mentioning her thoughts as well. I should have disciplined you better. The woman claimed. Perhaps not physically, but the stubborn heroine was almost impossible to break. The Amazonian flame definitely blazed strong within her, driving her spirit and iron will.The lasso of truth s indefinite length always suited its wielder s task. The part that didn t loop around her lower legs was long enough to allow its new master to use it as a lash. Looking back at the man who held the free end of the lasso like a weapon, Diana could guess what he planned. Now that Diana had experienced how it felt to be wrapped by her own weapon, she had a pretty good guess on how it might feel to be hit by the ancient lariat. Her dark eyes reflected her concern quite well too. However, the words she uttered failed to voice her concern. I fear no pain! Below her ornate tiara, Diana sharply glared at the victorious god of war. As expected of the queen of Paradise Island, little frightened the brave heroine. Surely, not fearing pain was quite different than not feeling it.The ceremonial armor the woman used to wear didn t come with any underwear. Neither magical, nor mythical, her underwear hardly granted the woman another layer of protection. Just a mere curtain for her womanly bits, parts of her body the brave warrior would like to keep it to herself. Combined with his strength and swiftness, Wonder Woman s own lasso cruelly lashed against her panty clad bottom. Her tensed hips only made things worse for the lain warrior. The magical rope lashed her butt quite sharply. In the blink of an eye, the swift strike of the lasso opened a narrow slit across her panties. OOH! Diana sharply shrieked against the sudden sting. Her stretched body jerked with a sudden jolt of pain. The bitter ache on her shapely buttocks lingered on for a good while, a pained expression painting her pretty visage. It seemed that the exhaustion was getting to her, this time unable to actually fight the force of his attack as she was spread out over the floor. It was a beautiful sight to behold, her nearly naked form standing out on top of the dull temple floor. Of course, to make an eventual escape nearly impossible, he stretched her out as much as he could without risking injuring her , her squeals making him smile a bit. Truly, she was an extraordinary specimen. From her long, powerful legs to her shapely butt and from that pretty face to her not necessarily giant, yet still healthy breasts, she was definitely a woman most men would fall for. To someone who didn t even know what love actually was or meant, she was just a more enjoyable toy.He chuckled at her words, shrugging slightly in the process. He hadn t expected anything less from his half sister, if only because he was pretty much the same. Physically, she had definitely broken him the last time. Mentally, not so much. If she had, he wouldn t have wanted revenge and he definitely wouldn t have voiced those thoughts to her either. Sure, the lasso had drawn some rather painful confessions out of him, but who was to say it wouldn t be the same for Wonder Woman? No matter how strong she was, the truth would always come out. And most of the time, if the right questions were asked, the truth hurt. It definitely had last year. But you didn t. And now I ll teach you how a God punishes unwillingness , he replied with a smirk, playing with the free end of the rope with his powerful fingers, watching her with interest. Ideas were swimming through his head, but in the end, he had decided to go with the simplest of them all.He could have sworn that she was worried about it too, a hint of concern in her eyes mere moments before she declared her lack of fear. He didn t need her to fear pain, however: he knew fearing something was a whole lot different than actually being exposed to that something. He was quite sure this would be the same, there was no doubt in his mind that if he managed to use the rope well, he would draw at least some sound from her pretty mouth. The ass was a pretty sensitive spot after all, not to mention that the energy a properly used whip could create was nothing more but impressive. He had seen people use them in Ancient Egypt many years ago and their skill with nothing more but a whip had been incredible. The welts on the backs of the slaves pretty much confirmed it. It was a simple object, but it could leave a major impact.The impact of the whip made a loud, clacking sound that echoed through the temple, leaving a bit of bared flesh behind as the panty s material was unable to deal with the sudden force. That wasn t what interested him, however: the scream of pain and the look that came along with it were much more interesting and entertaining to him. Is there nothing you fear? , he suddenly asked, walking around the woman s body with careful steps, straightening the rope between his fingers. Once he reached her backside for the second time, the rope cut through the air a second time, breaking the sound barrier with a loud slap as he went for the only remaining pure side of the heroine s bottom. Maybe I should ask the lasso? , he smiled faintly, knowing that no matter what, he would find out anyway now that he had her magical lariat in his hands. It made it all the more interesting now that he thought about it: he could ask her literally anything and she would be forced to tell him. If he really wanted, he could have her reveal her darkest desires Now that was a thought worth holding onto for a bit. Going through his knees, the god of conflict coiled his fingers around the brunette s underwear before pulling it down to fully reveal not only her shapely ass, but also the more private parts, parts she probably never wanted him to see. That won t do , he mumbled, lowering himself to his hands and knees, hovering over her nude body as his hands reached for her bra, literally snapping it with his bare hands before roughly trying to pull it from right under her to reveal her breasts. And now that he was here, he could as well lean towards her head, yet he remained at a bit of a distance to avoid a headbutt, yet she could probably still feel his warm breath on her back and neck, ruffling her hair a bit. You look better in the flesh than on those paintings The sharp sting over the Amazon s firm butt eventually ceased, leaving its place to a constant pulse. If her hands were free, she wouldn t have shied away from rubbing her shapely bottom to give herself some comfort. Both the situation she found herself in and her firm body were quite tight. A helpless Amazon was a rare sight. Many had tried to triumph over the queen of Themyscira, although none had really prevailed so far. Where I come from Diana began to explain, her breaths shallow. We fight against our fears, not cower away from them. On the island, the warriors hadn t been taught to be fearless, but trained to have the courage to face their demons regardless of the circumstances. One could of course accuse them of being brainwashed since their rights and wrongs were imposed rather than coming from self exploration. But again, they were trained to be soldiers against evil, and not politicians.The mere existence of the god of war was a threat to the world piece. More than anyone else, it was Diana s duty to protect the people from his ill will. A task the brunette heroine had so far succeeded more than once. Right now however, as the burly man circled around her laid body like a greedy vulture, Diana felt more defenseless than ever. Especially when she lay on the ground half naked, she was pretty disturbed by the man praying on her. With the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the lasso rising up in the air again. Knowing what would come next, the brunette warrior clenched her eyes and prepared herself for the impact. The magical rope moved faster than the last time, cutting through the air like a bolt of lightning. The object struck her delightful backside like one as well. Despite their tightness, her pleasant butt cheeks clapped against each other with the powerful impact. Her firm thighs strained below her bottom. Her back momentarily arched. Diana s closed eyes widened on her pretty face. She was actually surprised by how swiftly the man had swung her golden lariat. Her lips parted, but no grunt came out of them. At first she looked more confused than agonized. It took a few seconds for the dreadful pain to kick in. A HAH! The Amazon finally growled as the overwhelming pain spread all over her fit body.Just because she too had undress the man didn t mean Diana would just accept being stripped by her foe and interpret it as him getting even with her. You!.. The brunette warrior snorted in a threatening tone. The confident heroine was surely not a timid woman or a bashful librarian, but the idea of being stripped by a man was understandably still a hard thing to swallow for an Amazon. Her dark brows moved down with her undergarment. Upon sliding down her long legs, the dark blue fabric of her panties revealed a firm Amazon butt underneath, and probably more than that if one were to look from the right angle. Although the first one was healed, one of her shapely cheeks still carried a pink welt on it. Her bra followed next. Get away from me! Diana protested. Unfortunately, this was not enough to keep her bra. After being undone, the undergarment slid easily away from her chest. Under her own weight, her bared breasts crushed against the cold stone floor below the heroine. They weren t that impressive, but Wonder Woman couldn t have been such a nimble heroine if she had sported a large pair of balloons on her chest anyway. As Ares would verify, after sculpted from clay, she had grown to be quite a charming woman. She definitely wasn t willing to share the pleasant features of her Amazonian body with a rouge god. Indeed, the god of war was lucky to check if the drawings of the woman actually did justice to her quite decent form. Unh! Wonder Woman let out a yelp of frustration as she could feel the man s breath on her smooth skin. A great mindset to have, he believed. Be it not for the same reasons. Ares had used fears to his advantage many times before, along with prejudices and superstitions. People who dared to go against their fears had proven to be quite valuable, though he usually used fears for certain races or events instead of those of pain. People who were afraid of a certain faith were welcomed gifts for a person like Ares, who would gladly use that to trigger wars. The Holy War had been another example of his work and probably his easiest accomplishment as well. Beating Diana had probably been his hardest task so far, though it hadn t really been all that difficult this time around. He wasn t really sure what had made it so much easier than before, though he supposed it mostly had to do with him being careful and her being a bit overconfident. Their weapons had been pretty much the same as during their first meeting after all, which had definitely been their longest fight. The second one and this one hadn t really taken all that long to determine a winner, for he dared to say that he had won at this point in time.As a former slave owner in Ancient times, Ares knew how to handle a whip, though it had been centuries since he had last used that skill. He was happy to see he still had it, the heroine letting out a growl of pain after only a couple of seconds, proving the impact had lasted no longer than a fraction of a second that even her brain hadn t been able to register it fully. What? , he asked, snickering slightly as he obviously knew what she was getting at. Still, there was nothing she could do to stop him, and soon she was completely naked on the floor, completely stretched out, a wonderful yelp escaping her pretty lips as she felt his breath. I told you, Diana I am going to get you back for what you did, whether you like it or not , he said in a whispery voice, finally pulling back to sit on his knees, his hands briefly resting on her back as he pushed himself to his feet, admiring her form with interest. While it was rather clear to him that Diana wasn t particularly heavy in certain areas, it was mostly in perfect harmony. He remembered a painting or a drawing from a well known inventor that described the perfect body. It wouldn t surprise him if Diana came close to that image. Now Let s see he lifted his leg to stand next to her, briefly resting his hands on his hips as he pondered about his next move. It wasn t really necessary for he already had a whole plan in mind, but he wanted to draw it out a bit, make the heroine a bit more nervous, before finally nodding, as if he had figured it all out. With a flick of the wrist, he tried to roll the heroine onto her back with the help of the chains, walking towards her head with the lasso in his hands, coming to a stop right in front of her head, looking down at the heroine with a smirk. Let s lift those legs of yours, hmm? he smiled faintly, pulling at the rope to force her legs into the air, kneeling to tie the rope around her wrists as well, before placing one hand on top of her booted legs so she wouldn t fall to the side, trying to force the heroine to show parts of her womanhood to the God. Look at what we have here , he mumbled, one of his hands reaching for the brunette s clitoris, clear joy in his voice as he coiled one arm around the powerful thighs of the woman to keep her in her current position, his other hand gently rubbing her clit in the process. He was curious to see if the woman was actually capable of fighting the stimuli, for he knew she had enjoyed seeing him forced to enjoy what she was doing to him. It was clear he was here to do the same to her, or at least he d try to do so. Naked from head to foot, Diana lay across the ground. As a matter of fact, those were the only parts of her fit body that were dressed, the troubled heroine now only wearing her boots and a headband. Next to that, the brunette warrior still had her bracelets as well. However, those were as useless as the other items she still wore in this certain situation. Her privacy violated, her top and bottom bared, it certainly didn t look like a victory for the confident Amazon. She needed no men to admire her womanly bits. Just being subjected to Ares sententious glances was enough to irritate the brave heroine no end. At the same time, Diana doubted the man would content himself with just staring at her dashing form. I did nothing you haven t deserved. The woman justified the sexual punishment Ares received one year ago. She had convinced herself that there was nothing immoral about giving a deserving villain that kind of treatment. Yet, the Amazon couldn t have accepted being on the receiving end of things now. It was clear arrogance, but Wonder Woman wasn t a saint, just a strong woman with some holy features to her body.Wicked exploration of her captor started from her gifted bottom. Her rear was still pulsing because of the pair of harsh cracks of her own lasso. Upon receiving the touch of the man, her firm butt cheeks clenched as if they were trying to bite the hand that dared to feel her backside up. Hands off! Diana demanded. Where she couldn t move her limbs, her protests were limited to her vocal exclaims. She was easily rolled to her back. Her firm breasts came to light. Her round orbs stole the show from her striking buttocks. Undoubtedly though, the main course was the prized flower between her legs. Delightful womanhood of queen of the Amazons, one of the most difficult vaults on earth to break into. If you can... Looking up at the man, the pretty warrior challenged. As the lasso pulled on her feet, the woman s legs refused to move up. Her powerful legs weren t so easily manipulated. As she stubbornly pressed them down against the floor, the tension in the magical lasso of truth competed with the strain in her smooth legs.Not having her full strength though, even the strong legs of the Amazonian princess were doomed to fail her at some point. She did her best to stick her legs to the floor, but her feet eventually lifted an inch or two above the ground. Her body shook and trembled, but Diana in the end had to let it go. In an instant, her pretty legs darted up like an arrow. When the lasso formed an unbreakable bridge between her feet and wrists, her legs were destined to remain up above the floor. She could pull them farther back if she wanted, but not lower her beautiful legs more than where they stood in the air right now. You have no right to treat me this way! The brunette woman complained. I am the Queen of Themyscira! The fierce Amazon added, as if he didn t know that already. Since her legs were tied together, her bare womanhood was quite a tight place. It was also quite accessible though.Under the hood, the man straight went for the sensitive button of her pussy. There s nothing for you there. Diana claimed as the god of conflict placed a hand over her sex to play with her clit. For a man infamous for his affection for war, he kneaded Wonder Woman s pearl with a surprising gentleness. Its effects over the naked brunette were not so subtle though. The more he rubbed her little clit, the shinier and moister Diana s pussy got. Her excess training hadn t taught her how to resist against an attack that targeted her wonderful sex. Her pink folds were tender and expressive, already betraying the renowned heroine of Paradise Island. He let out a loud hah as she tried to justify her actions, shaking his head right after. How dared she to say that he had deserved such treatment. He was a god and thus, he deserved respect instead of humiliation. She hadn t had the right to touch him the way she had and she would teach her that today. She had tried to teach him the wrong is his ways, now he was going to try and teach her that she wasn t much better than he was. Much like she had put constant pressure on his manhood, he would return the favor by constantly stimulating her womanhood until she could take no more or, more likely, until he felt like he had gotten his point across. He doubted he d ever be able to truly change her mind, so it was foolish to make that his goal. Make me , he groaned as she yelled at him to stop, easily turning her over in the process as she challenged him for the umpteenth time. Don t worry: I have confidence , he shot her a glare as he forced her legs to point themselves at the sky, once more surprised to see how strong she actually was, yet welcoming the struggle at the same time. The more she exhausted herself, the better it was for him after all. If she continued to use every bit of force every time he did little things like this just to spite him, this would be even easier than he had expected it to be, for she would make an eventual escape impossible herself by not allowing herself to rest. Of course, once the fun started, she would need her stamina too, knowing all too well how exhausting it was to be put under constant sexual pressure. And I am the god of Conflict and War! Do you think you had the right to treat me the way you did last year? Your rank fades compared to mine, Diana, and I ll show it to you! , his voice thundered through the temple as he lost his patience with the woman s arrogance. He hadn t expected her to just roll over, but she was annoying right now, acting as if she still had the situation under her control which obviously wasn t true. Grunting, he calmed himself, knowing that he couldn t let her get to his head either, instead of focusing on her private parts. While it would be easier to access it by spreading her legs, he didn t want to run that risk just yet, so this would have to do And it did just fine.He ignored her comment at first, a grimace appearing on his face as her body reacted quite differently. He could immediately see that she too couldn t resist her body s natural reactions, her pussy starting to shine with every completed circle. I think there is , he finally remarked as he pulled back for a moment, shooting her a brief glance and a smirk as his other hand still held onto her legs, his fingers bending themselves slightly as they dug themselves into her soft but powerful thighs to keep a strong grip. It s begging me to get closer , he smirked briefly disappearing behind her legs before returning. But not yet , he added with a grin, remembering the same words she had said to him a year ago, though not necessarily citing them. It was just his way of telling her that she was to blame. So his index finger found its way back towards the sensitive clitoris, gently massaging it before being joined by his middle finger. Spreading both fingers, he gently clenched her clit between both fingers and started to make slow circular movements, putting some pressure on it as he moved it around. After a short while, he sped up a bit, mostly just moving those two fingers to stimulate her, keeping a watchful eye on her pussy at the same time. The moment he even felt like the excitement was starting to get too much, he would pause a second time, giving her maybe three seconds to breathe before suddenly trying to stick his middle finger into her exposed pussy just to gather some of her fluids, having noticed that the wetness made it a lot easier to actually rub it. His finger then following the trail of her pussy and up her sensitive clit, he started repeating that process from then on to try and get her to the edge. As expected from a righteous, prideful heroine Diana of course could make many bold claims about her foes impending doom, his eventual defeat, the grim fate that awaited him and the ill consequences of touching an Amazon. Her lips could spew out any words the brave heroine wished to tell. Her lowerlips on the other hand, the ones between the Amazon s pretty legs, those were more difficult to command. In contrast to the clearly troubled and frustrated Wonder Woman, the wonderful pussy the warrior princess had looked to be quite pleased with the attention it was getting, regardless of who was giving it. It was no secret that Diana hated her half brother, disgusted with his immoral methods. Surprising, but undeniable response of her womanhood felt very wrong. The god of war, her number one enemy, should have been the last man that could arouse the prideful warrior, if any. The confident heroine hadn t thought that the god of conflict could ignite such a conflict within her Amazonian body. Tickling of her Amazon peach didn t necessarily feel bad. Physically at least. It surely hurt the princess pride. She was supposed to be the ultimate weapon against a god, not give him a flower, a wet one in this case.Shortly after her pussy shined with a fresh coat of her aroma, the sinister enemy targeted her womanhood with a different kind of attack. Neither magical, nor physical, but a sexual aggression. Being the strong, unyielding heroine she was, Diana was capable of withstanding a thorough beating. But her defenses failed to resist such a toe curling treatment. With the man s touches, her bared breasts joined the treachery of her pussy. The firm pair of Amazon breasts visibly hardened, her pointy nipples protruding longer on her olive skin. Still not ready to accept the belittling reaction of her body, Diana vigorously shook her head from side to side like a person having her worst nightmare. As the godly presence further played on her arousal, her lowerlips swollen to be a puffy pair around her entrance. Stop this at once! The brunette warrior demanded, her hands balled into tight fists. Her protests were in vain though, her struggling fruitless. Soon, Diana inevitably found herself on the edge. The god of war wasn t the only one was not intended to give the brunette princess a quick climax. Diana too was struggling to keep herself from having one. In a way, the powerful Amazon had been fighting herself, against the material desires of her very body.In spite of her strong will and endless squirms, Diana soon found herself on the verge of an inadmissible orgasm. No! No! The queen of Amazons protested. Her tits quite hard, the woman s back arched above the cold floor. O oh oh OH! Repeated shallow breaths filled her lungs with air, heaving her chest upward. Her labia contracted with her upcoming climax. St.. sta stah Her eyes widened, the brave heroine stuttered. Funnily, her aggressor indeed stopped teasing her needy womanhood. Although Diana was denied an orgasm she feared to have in front of her archenemy, the unpleasant sting that burned her tender pussy made her question if that was really what she wanted. Her innerlips still clenched and relaxed repeatedly, but it was similar to dry heaving, filling her exposed womanhood with a bitter feeling. Uuuunh! Diana gave out a deep snort of sexual frustration, her damp womanhood still in need of a climax. A relaxing end to the man s teasing. Two fingers parting the swollen lips of her sex, one cruel digit continued to tease her pearl. Goddess! A ah a ah! Diana squirmed against her restraints.Rewarding promise of an orgasm tricked her aroused pussy another time, her powerful thighs strained on each end of her tight peach. Irregular spasms of her wonder pussy made it look like her sex was blowing kisses into thin air. Gaaaah! Denied another time, the pretty warrior howled. As if she had just run a marathon, the breathless Amazon s exposed chest moved up and down as the woman gasped for air. The tempting view of her lifted legs and her upside down buttocks obscured her pretty face, but the woman didn t look very happy, sharply glaring at her captor. It was pretty much the same like last year, they had simply switched sides. He had hated feeling her powerful fingers around his cock, only because of who she was. Yet that was something a body didn t care about: as long as it received the correct kind of attention, it would react accordingly. His eruptions had already proven that to be true, her pussy now following the example his cock had set before. It seemed that even the renowned heroine couldn t resist, clearly struggling against her own body, but losing the battle without even standing a chance. He focused on her face for a couple of seconds, wanting to see the frustration on her face, at the same time noticing that not only was here her lips reacting to his touch but so were her breasts. A smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth as he watched it happen, her protests sounding like music to his ears. He could almost hear himself screaming all over again, only strengthening his desire to see this through.So he ignored her calls, his fingers continuing to stimulate the sensitive area of Wonder Woman s body, only to stop the moment he felt like she was barely capable of holding on. St St Stop stuttering what better way to humiliate someone than to literally use their own tricks and remarks against them? He remembered most of it vividly, including her mockery when he had barely managed to get a coherent sentence together during one of her torture sessions, for that s what they had been to him. It doesn t feel good, does it? he asked, feeling and watching her inner lips continuing to move as if it was begging for him to continue, to give them the relief they so yearned for. He would give it to them Soon. I m the only God around, Diana , he smiled, feeling the woman struggle against the rope once more with little success. It was such an enjoyable sight that he wondered why he hadn t come up with this before. After all, he was mostly just copying Diana s actions, trying to make her see that what she had done to him had been a mistake, even though it was probably impossible for either of them to actually confess such a thing. Their beliefs were too strong for that Their bodies, however, were a whole different story. Her howl easily filled the temple halls, her body spasming slightly as he pulled back just in time yet again. He could hear her pant, knowing that these sexual activities were draining her energy with ease, much faster than the lasso had done before. Her glares were about the only thing that showed her resistance, her wet pussy and erect nipples telling a whole different story, one he didn t even need the lasso for to know the truth about.That hit him with an idea. She would have to hold back a little bit longer. Moving away from her smooth legs and her pleading pussy, the man sat down next to the woman s flank, staring down at her with a cocky smile, the same one he had worn decades ago during their first encounter, back when he hadn t realized the heroine s full potential. This time, however, the situation was completely different. Let s give those pretty things some love, hm? , he said as both hands now each reached for a breast, briefly squeezing them gently as if to test them. Did your love pilot ever get the chance to test them? Or did he believe saving the world was more important? , he smirked, his fingers sliding upwards while increasing the pressure, ending the movement by briefly pulling at her nipples before letting go, letting them jump back into place.It was clear what the idea was now: instead of giving her pussy attention, it were now those healthy orbs that had to undergo his surprisingly soft and gentle touch. He himself didn t think he d ever been softer, though he only did this to lengthen the process. His hands traveled around the woman s areola first, gently making his way over towards the peaked nipples which he gently rubbed right afterward. He did that for a couple of seconds before suddenly squeezing them with a vengeance, a slight huff escaping him as he did so. A little twist was added before letting go and continuing to rub the tips once more all while staring at her face with that cocky smile. Do you like it? Be honest I ll get to know either way. The distinct pair of orbs that protruded over Diana s chest grew to be quite hard and admittedly pleasant to touch, mirroring the events from one year ago when she made the man s cock stiff and solid as rock. There was a clear excitement to her breasts. It was pointless to deny the easily observable erection of her nipples. Those currently bared fruits of the Amazonian princess were forbidden to men. It was certainly a foreign and uncommon experience to be groped by one. Her defenses were fallen, her body naked and her pussy moist. She had no way of fighting off the hands that claimed her body. After her hips and sex, Diana s breasts too had their share of attention as the man s interest shifted from the tight peach between her legs over to her chest. The sensual touches of the villain didn t necessarily feel bad, physically much more pleasant to bear in comparison to the sharp lashes of the lasso that cracked against her butt. Yeah, sure. Diana mockingly snorted. He might be a god, true, but one that stood next to a person raised to be the god killer. A god who envies a dead mortal, right. The pretty warrior continued. Before his untimely death, Diana was glad that she had the opportunity of sleeping with him in that cold night. Yes he did if you are wondering. Wonder Woman explained. She wasn t ashamed of the incident, the fact that the queen of Amazons had spread her legs for a mortal man. It was a good memory. A warm part in a grim tale. It was also depressing, that she would never feel the warmth of her lover, the man that managed to penetrate through the long standing barrier between Amazons and men. If it wasn t for Steve, the heroine would have been a different person with a different agenda to her actions.Thanks to the treatment of her breasts, Diana was still trying to hold her moans to herself. It was now easier though, that no fingers worked down over her exposed sex. The gentle massaging of her wonderful tits evolved into a tight squeeze. Gah! Diana grimaced with a sudden shriek of pain as the man s strong fingers dug into her round assets, her skin bloating out between the locked digits. The firm clutch left a stripped pattern of the man s fingers around her breasts. Such a tight squeeze was more painful than arousing, so the question was easy to answer. No, I did not! Diana replied, if her sharp cry of pain wasn t enough of a response. Upon her defeat, the heroine couldn t have expected anything else from a warmongering god other than a rough handling. Envy? , he chuckled, shaking his head at the mention. He definitely didn t feel anything of the sort. Not exactly. I figured he would, really: I ve never seen an amazon react the way you did to the death of a mortal And a man at that, too , he paused, his hands leaning on her orbs for a couple of moments. I suppose even Amazons have their moments of weakness , he shrugged, moving back to kneading the pleasant olive flesh of Wonder Woman s breasts. He knew of course that this had less of an effect than rubbing the sensitive peach between her legs, but it was simply his way to keep her from orgasming while still keeping some sort of sensual pressure going.As she let out a shriek before answering his question, he smirked. Good I wouldn t want to do you a favor of course , he said, his thumbs now gently rubbing the erect nipples, the red lines of his fingers all around her areola. Sure, he knew that even if her body reacted with so called excitement , that didn t necessarily mean the woman herself was enjoying it. In fact, he was quite sure she disliked every second of it, just like he had, though they simply couldn t fight their own mortal body s desires. Leaning forward, he stuck out his tongue, briefly nipping the woman s left nipple. His tongue was met with resistance, the hardened flesh unwilling to budge under the pressure, but he simply let it slide over just to tease her already struggling body. Once done, he moved to the right, repeating the process with a gentle, slow lick over the erect breast. Relaxed yet? , his words had barely left his lips or the god of conflict had already taken place behind her powerful legs once more, briefly admiring the hovering boots before going through his knees, placing one on the ground to stabilize himself. Once in position, he gently split her lower lips, the moistness still around, yet he could tell the desire to cum had long passed. He doubted it would take long to make it return, however: he remembered all too well that he hadn t lasted all that long after she had placed him on the edge for the first time. Hopefully, it would be the same for her too. You remember the rules, don t you? You made them yourself, after all , he referred to when she had told him that he needed permission to cum, a rule he didn t believe was possible to follow, but he would install it nonetheless. He wanted to see her squirm to keep it in, though he doubted she needed a rule for that: much like Ares, she seemed to believe that cumming was the worst thing that could happen in front of your archenemy. But he wasn t about to show mercy. His index finger once more found its way inside her pussy, collecting some fluids before moving towards the clit, rubbing it gently in one single motion. He started slowly at first, but gradually fastened the pace to increase the pressure, an evergrowing smirk on his face. Funny how it feels so good, yet so bad Don t you think? , now he was just talking to talk, if only to frustrate the heroine even more. He knew she didn t like his arrogance, though she wasn t really much better. The troublesome situation of the defeated warrior princess didn t change, an erection still present over her hardened breasts. Lack of a direct attention to her bare womanhood kept it relatively calm, although a fresh coat of her nectar still made it twinkle. As the man s tongue left a wet trail across her chest, Diana shook her head from side to side, trying to shake off the lips that caressed her bare breasts. Other than giving her firm bounty a subtle bounce, it didn t accomplish much in terms of stopping the god of war s lapping. Tickling of her pussy had made the woman s admiring globes quite sensitive. Stop this right now!... Ooh Her scolding protest was followed by a subtle moan. The sensation that originated from her exposed breasts shivered her restrained body, reaching down between her lifted legs to twitch her pussy. Albeit being a strong and capable one, the demigod was still a woman, who shared the same sweet spots of her kind.A set of rules had broken today in the old temple regarding the generous amount of skin Diana was made to flash. Pretty much all of the gifted features of the Amazon were on full display for the pleasure of a man. However, she too had broken some of her rules when she sucked the man s cock in the first place. Although Diana hadn t really hesitated when she parted her lips to pull the stiff member of him earlier, circumstances were different back then. She had the control. Lying down on the floor now with her pretty legs darted up and back, some squirming was added to Diana s naked body. Oh, not again Wonder Woman complained about the man s new positioning. His face obscured behind her shapely hips another time, the woman wriggled in place. There was nothing prideful about showing her sex to a man with such detail when Ares parted her innerlips to expose more of her pearl. Her pink folds were gentler than the sharp warrior, glimmering with the woman s inner aroma.When this much aroused, even the slightest touch to the right spot felt like a jolt of electricity. The lasso that connected her wrists to her ankles squeaked as Diana pulled on her restraints, her body twitching, especially around the firm thighs. Ah! A sharp groan roared through her parted lips, but not out of pain. She curled her feet inside her boots, her bundled legs grinding against each other. Oh! Ooh! O OH! The fingers that tickled her wet pussy played the brave heroine like an instrument. Her involuntary moans and shrieks rose up proportional to the intensity of the finger that rubbed her clit. Another fresh coat of the heroine s juice greased the tender folds of her tight pussy. Gaah! Stop toying with me. Oohm The taboo flame of sensation blazed strongly between her strong thighs, captivating the pretty heroine with a sinful lust and forcing an unwilling wriggle into her firm Amazonian body. Further clitoral stimulation pulled the struggling Amazon closer to an upcoming climax, shrinking her love tunnel and dancing her lower lips in and out. It was easy to see that Diana was unable to fight her body any longer, her moans slowly but surely growing longer. Her sentences had become shorter than before, it seemed, making place for more powerful sounds with every touch. Her squirms hadn t ceased yet, but he didn t expect them to either. He too, had continued to struggle, even though he had known that it would be useless. Wonder Woman was much like him in that regard. He enjoyed to see it too, taking his time to watch her fight against her own lasso. To see the heroine in so much trouble... It definitely fueled his pride. He had done this, he and he alone had beaten the seemingly unbeatable brunette and to be fair, it hadn t even cost him all that much time or trouble. It was hard to imagine now that he had lost to her twice before.A single touch of his fingers was enough to make her jump , so to speak, her pleas falling in a deaf man s ears. Her struggles only made him more determined to keep going, her moans encouraged him to see it through to the end. Visions of before were playing in his head as his finger kept moving up and down the woman s sensitive peach as quickly as possible without putting too much pressure to avoid hurting her. For the first time, he wasn t looking for physical pain: he wanted her to suffer in a different way. New, juices appeared, clearly showing she was reaching that very thing she didn t want to reach... And so he pulled back again, just to pester her a little bit more. I seem to recall that you enjoyed this kind of toying quite a lot... he said, briefly showing his face from behind her firm and powerful thighs. A rather typical reaction, of course: much like Ares, Diana probably enjoyed being the one dominating, but once they were on the receiving end of a beatdown of any kind, it usually wasn t as enjoyable.This time he didn t plan on taking his time, however: it was about time for her to show what she was really capable of. Remember that volcano? He asked, placing his index finger right on top of her pearl, tilting his head slightly as he waited for a couple of seconds, teasing her with what was to come. The situation was different, of course, but he was still curious to see. I believe it s time to add another eruption to my long, long list. His words had barely left his mouth or he was already rubbing her clit yet again, this time actually going for the end. He knew there were other ways to do this, but much like she had done the first time, he kept it at his hands... for now. Besides, this was only just the beginning. He knew what an orgasm could to to you: it was exhausting to say the least. And keeping the woman exhausted was exactly what he needed to do right now if he wanted to get her in a different position without having to worry about her actually turning the tables on him. Indeed, he didn t plan on letting her go after a single orgasm if she actually were to come. He had more in store for her... And he already disliked the fact he would have to stop eventually. He had never expected revenge to be this satisfying, though he supposed that was Diana s own fault for having humiliated him so badly the last time. Playtime s over, Diana... he added with a sly grin, hearing and feeling her struggle beneath his finger, knowing he was almost there. While normally a temple wasn t supposed to house such unholy acts, it would have to make an exception a second time. Reward for battling evil, fighting for justice shouldn t have been this. The brave warrior would have gladly taken a bullet for those whom she protected, but this whole ordeal was an entirely different kind of sacrifice. No matter what, the queen of Amazons should not make any compromises on her pride. And naked immobilization where a villain toyed with her proscriptive womanhood, delicate region of her firm body off limits to mankind, to siphon the dashing heroine s womanly essence was not a prideful act. Wonder Woman wasn t able to move her limbs, making her more aware of the environment. Small details like the shiny spots on her boots, the cracks on the high ceiling and the little imperfections along the texture of her lasso began to be an annoyance for the warrior princess. However, these all were infinitely trivial compared to what Ares had been doing to her, what the man dug for behind her lifted hips. Diana wasn t sure what kind of penalty awaited her, what her captor really hoped to accomplish. Whether he wanted to see her cum or just wished to enjoy the sexual frustration of the woman. Regardless, the brunette demigod held herself no longer.A volcano honestly wasn t the best metaphor for her damp folds. In the end, what she held between her beautiful legs was more of a cave than a mountain peak. And its climax tended to be less explosive. Her sensitive pearl tickled to a high level of stimulation, Diana wasn t able to quip and backtalk to protest against her captor s ill intentions. The overwhelming sensation had grown to be quite captivating. The ecstasy shivered her attractive form and strained her muscles. Unable to shield her damp Amazon flower from a keen massage, it had been a pretty one sided game. You ll pay! Ooh! O oh! The bold heroine claimed. Squirms of the woman failed to sway her round breasts for they had become quite hard. God! Oh! Oh! Oh! Further tickling of her little clit eventually pushed her off the edge. Now, only way was down, a hard fall.Between her paired legs, dynamism of her innerlips escalated. Under her hardened breasts, the woman s brave heart pounded faster, orderly rhythm of her shallow breaths breaking in a chain of events. Aah! A ah! AAH! Ooh oo Piercing brown eyes of the heroine rolled out. A series of uncontrollable spasms twitched her thighs as her pussy got caught in a repeated flutter. Her back arched, but her moans and pitched shrieks became muted. Heaving of her firm breasts paused for a moment, muscles in her womanhood clapping with her strong thighs. As her back lay back on the floor, her parted lips exhaled the trapped air within her lungs in a deep sigh. Her legs relaxed as the heroine s stubborn squirms eased down. What was he even trying to accomplish? It was a rather difficult question to answer. An hour ago, he would have said that he just wanted to get revenge. Now, he would probably have a different tale to tell. After all, he had already done half of what he had wanted to do, which was to make the powerful heroine as good as defenseless. He knew that was the case for he could touch her womanhood without any real resistance and he knew for a fact that if she could stop him, she already would have done so. She was incapable of doing so however, and thus he had pretty much reached his first target. So what now? Obviously, he wanted to get her to cum, but did he really have a plan for afterward? Making her reach a climax was part two of the plan, but he didn t really have a part three in mind.That was, until she finally came. Of course, he knew a volcano wouldn t really count simply because of the difference between their bodies, but it was the thought that counted. He really wanted her to know that she had brought this upon herself. He grinned as he watched her body react, struggling to fight her own desire, before finally giving in. The outcome had been predetermined, of course, yet he still found joy in her loss . That sounds familiar , he said, letting nature do its thing as Diana rocked in front of him. He truthfully hadn t seen it happen that many times before: he usually didn t bother courting women, for he only wanted to cause distrust and conflict. Sometimes it could prove useful of course, but it definitely wasn t his go to technique. He had to admit that it was a beautiful sight however, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched her squirm.As the brunette finally relaxed, he decided it was time to move on. Rising to his feet, the god removed the lasso from around the woman s ankles, allowing her to finally relax and drop her legs. He was quite sure that exhaustion was doing its thing by now, making it hard if not impossible to fight back against him. Just in case however, he decided to keep both the chains and the lasso around her wrists. Let s get you to a cozier spot, hmm? rough hands pulled at the golden colored rope, hopefully forcing the brunette back to her feet. If performed correctly, he would ve pulled it hard enough for her to almost immediately lose her balance again and drop over his shoulder, after which he would take advantage of the situation to slap her against the butt with a powerful hand, at all times keeping a hold of the amazon princess own weapon.She was definitely a lot lighter than he was, meaning it wouldn t really be a problem for him to actually carry her around. Smirking, the muscular man walked towards the alter, dropping her with a heavy thud as he wasn t planning on showing any kind of remorse. He made sure her legs dangled off the table, her heels almost capable of touching the floor as he pulled the rope down the opposite edge of the table before coiling it around one of her shapely legs, returning back to the head of the altar before repeating the process, this time knotting the rope around her wrists a second time to make sure both legs were forced outwards so they would reveal his prize. You didn t think I was done yet, did you? , he giant of a man went through his knees to inspect her private parts, smirking as he moved in and gently slipped his tongue inside to give her a tender, short lick, lapping some of her juices away. Tasty , he smirked, before having it circle around, passing her peach every so often. It was quite clear: he wasn t done just yet. He now knew what part three was going to be: complete humiliation. Throughout many adventures she embarked, many earth shattering punches she endured and various battle scars she received, it was the dampness between her legs what the fearless heroine was the least accustomed to feel. She just wasn t ready to accept to receive such a lowly treatment. Tied up like a rope bunny, stripped like a common harlot and made to cum like a slut, this battle had been an unvirtuous stain that would be difficult to restore. Diana still rode the aftereffects of her climax, when her enemy worked his perverted fingers on her restraints. Her sharp witted foe played safe and kept her legs and arms bound. A smart move considering the capabilities of the gifted Amazonian princess. Even if her limbs were free though, Wonder Woman was in no condition to do anything that could change the course of this battle s events. It was no longer a battle in fact, but a one sided merriment. Sadly, what would have counted as fun and amusement to the god of war meant suffering and dishonor for the beautiful brunette warrior.Her dashing Amazon body languish and idle, Diana was pulled to her booted feet similar to a flagpole. Her relaxed body made her a softer lady to touch. Her enemy had successfully exhausted the bold heroine, an admirable battle tactic. Not being able to support her own weight, the warrior princess toppled forward once up her feet. However, it wasn t the stone floor what she felt against her medium sized breasts. Huh Her pretty eyes instead looked down at the bottom of the ancient hall from above as she found herself over the burly man s broad shoulder, her attractive Amazon butt sticking out and her connected legs hanging down. Despite the great power and strength the Amazon possessed, the renowned superhero didn t weigh more than a supermodel who would adorn the cover of an entertainment magazine. The brave and powerful princess of Amazons, trained to be the ultimate weapon against the treacherous beings like Ares, currently being carried across the holy temple as if she was merely a life size doll of her real self.Being quite exhausted, Wonder Woman failed to do much other than looking pretty over the man s shoulder as Ares hauled her idle body. Certainly, looking the part of a damsel in distress didn t amuse the valiant heroine. W wait W where The attractive brunette questioned the transportation of her shapely form. Her voice came out quite faint, reflecting the weakened state she was in. Still, a strong smack sobered her up. With the sharp sting she felt over her exposed rump, her eyes widened. O HOH! A sharp squeal, comparative to the smack that shook her bared hips, exhaled through her lips. Ungrateful sting on her butt ignited a squirm in her body. Put me down! Right now! Her voice sounded more assertive now. However, her struggles weren t enough to keep the man from reaching his destination, the same old altar in the middle of the temple. Ares did put her down, however into a compromising position over the stone furniture. No! Ughh! Let me go! The pretty brunette refused to play nice, not eager to be restrained by her archenemy one more time for who knew what. She barked and glared while her aggressor grinned and worked on her legs and arms. After a short while, he was done. Tips of her red and golden boots barely touching the floor, the ropes forced her pretty legs open. Her chin resting on the altar, the heroine gritted her teeth in frustration, definitely not looking happy over the stone table. While her tone had changed rather quickly, Ares definitely wasn t impressed. Or maybe he was, be it for different reasons. He was impressed with the fact that he had managed to tire her, to gain complete control over not only the situation, but the beautiful amazon herself. He had never imagined it to be possible, yet here he was walking around with a squirming Wonder Woman over his shoulder, her struggles only the result of a powerful slap against her soft flesh. She had barely comprehended the situation at first too, her voice showing clear signs of exhaustion. Indeed, he had done what many deemed impossible. Then again, he too had once been believed to be invincible, so it probably shouldn t be such a big surprise. Did you let me go when I demanded to be set free? he asked, working his magic with the ropes as he forced the heroine onto her stomach, watching her settle with her chin on the cold stone. It put her in a compromising position indeed, the lasso connecting her limbs and spreading her legs in the process. This golden weapon definitely was interesting... He had already known about its powers, of course, but to see that it actually worked on its original owner was simply a breathtaking sight. Her clear frustration only made it better, for it showed her inability to break free and even that she knew what kind of situation she was in. Another powerful hand found its way towards her exposed butt, the loud SLAP filling the room for a brief second.He walked around the table, briefly bending his knees to lower himself so he could look the other in the eyes, a cocky smile on his face. It hurts, doesn t it? To be unable to move? To know that your archenemy can do whatever he wants? To understand there s nothing you can do to protect yourself? his voice was nothing more than a whisper, rising back to his full height and walking back towards her lower body. His right hand gently slid over the woman s exposed body, following her natural curves with gentle fingers. Her skin was nearly perfect, it seemed, and he soon stood between her opened legs, his hands leaning on her butt cheeks and gently squeezing them in the process. Still, the biggest frustration... for me, it was the humiliation. The Fact that it felt good , so to speak , his hands massaged the soft meat of her ass, moving them around in circular motions as he spoke. At least I can get my revenge this time... I will never forget that humiliation, and I ll make sure you won t forget this one either He said, going through his knees once more and moving in with his tongue, his breath the first thing that touched her sensitive areas, soon followed by the tip of his tongue as he gently lapped her clitoris before moving it around her labia for a brief moment, just to turn her on, to show her which direction he was going to take this time. Before too long, he slipped inside, tasting bits of her nectar as he pushed it as deep as he could, exploring her pussy with gentle movements. He wasn t looking to really hurt her physically this time around, unlike before, he was looking to pleasure her and believed this was the best course to achieve that. Of course, he doubted she would actually enjoy it: if she were anything like him, she would find it worse than a physical beatdown. Restraining a stubborn Amazon didn t look to be an impossible task anymore when the brave queen of the paradise island bent over the old altar immobilized. Still an admirable achievement, to have the powerful Amazon in such a troubling situation, forcing her to make a display of her gifted features. It was a belittling position what the god of war had made her assume. It made Diana feel more exposed than ever. While her trusty lasso of truth kept her legs apart, she experienced how it felt to be defenseless. The prideful warrior wasn t able to closer her legs, or pull her hands to her backside to cover the spots where no men were welcome to set their eyes on. Diana admittedly hadn t considered Ares to be capable of performing such a sexual assault. At least not one that could have this much effect on her. Since he didn t really care all that much about humans other than playing them off against each other, she didn t expect him to know how to please someone.Regardless, the Amazonian princess was not willing to see what else he knew about carnal sensations. No, she needed an escape plan. Being a hero was more than just physical strength after all. To come up with a solution out of this dishonorable position, she needed to use her brain. Her brown eyes gazed upon the temple, scanning the stone walls and inspecting the floor. With the corner of her eye, she noted the spots where her stripped equipment sat. Her mind drew an invisible path in the air that reunited the naked heroine with her sword and shield. Her attentive gaze fell upon her wrists to evaluate the knot the man tied, and how to reserve it.It all seemed to be the small pieces of a puzzle. A problem Diana had to solve. The heroine started to join the parts of this puzzle together, working on a rather simple plan escape and defeat. A highly distracting sharp smack shattered it all to pieces though. Constructs in her head collapsed in a flash. Upon receiving it, despite its firmness, Diana s tempting butt wobbled in a fast pace. The pain shortly kicked in. YEOW! The brave Amazon shrieked. With the localized sting, her cheeks rose up in her pretty face, narrowing her eyes in pain. Judging from the sharp ache she felt across her heroine bum, the slap must have left a distinct pink mark on her smooth skin. Uggh Her thighs still strained, her body tried to deal with the lingering effects of the searing lash. Your misdeeds called for a punishment! The Amazon justified her prior actions, the many forced orgasms she ripped from the man. Now I see it wasn t enough. She claimed as the man drew his face closer to her womanhood. Her happy button almost unfairly susceptible to stimulation, the god of war again worked his tongue against her clit. A few persistent flicks from the tip of his tongue, and some thorough laps on her bare womanhood sparked a sensation within the pretty brunette. Ooh Diana closed her eyes as her nectar mixed with his drool. You won t get away with this Ares! Mmm Aaah The powerful Amazon claimed as the man decided to taste the inner walls of her tunnel. Ares definitely hadn't expected to be capable of these things either, though he supposed he had Diana to thank for that. She had shown him those human things, after all, those desires that could make your heart beat faster yet at the same time felt so humiliating if done by the wrong person. To be able to use it against a heroine like Wonder Woman, those human things she wishes to protect so desperately... It was really the perfect weapon. He doubted it would work as he knew that Diana would probably never let go of her beliefs, but in the end that didn't matter. What mattered was that he had won at least one battle, that he had had the chance to satisfy his thirst for revenge. Besides, if he could beat her once, he could do it again... And if he knew Diana, she wouldn't hesitate to try and put him down once he was done.His eyes sparkled at her scream and the slightly wiggling flesh of her bum, his fingers clearly starting to show. He could see her muscles clench a bit, a typical human reaction to try and deal with the pain."Yes, you mentioned that back then. Still, I can't recall Amazons using their mouths like you did to punish an enemy", he huffed, shaking his head in dismissal. In fact, he was quite sure that it wasn't a part of their 'normal' punishments. Of course, it was the first time he was using such tactics as well, but he was merely exacting his revenge, now using his tongue to invade her tunnel. He didn't have to wait for a reaction either, as she almost immediately started to moan yet again while still finding the time to threaten him. He continued for a couple of extra moments before pulling back, reappearing as he rose to his full length once more."You did more than enough, Diana... You are simply reaping what you sowed", he said, his left hand sliding towards the exposed opening, briefly passing over it without any kind of penetration. It was nothing more but a tease, a signal of what was to come as his free hand grabbed a hold of the rope once more."I compel you to tell the truth", his voice was commanding and confident, the lasso lighting up the moment he uttered the magical phrase."Do you want me to continue?", he honestly wasn't sure what she would say, but either answer was a good one in his book. There was no wrong answer, really: if she wanted him to continue, that would be enough punishment on its own and if she didn't want him to, he would do so anyway to prove he could do with her what he wanted.He would not even await an answer, sticking both his left middle and ring finger inside, forcefully yet carefully. He wasn't going for pain here after all, or at least not the pain he was used to dishing out. Soon, they were pretty much acting as a member, going in and out with speed. He made sure to try and focus on the sensitive parts too, determined to make the heroine cum a second time... Or at least make her believe that was the plan, for he wouldn't allow it to happen just yet."Does it feel good, Diana?", his right hand still clenched around the rope, he was mostly staring at the back of the naked woman's head, wondering what the reaction was going to be. For the second time the brave princess of Amazon Island had challenged the mere presence of her half brother on earth. Considerable powers of her foe hadn t made the dark haired princess think twice as she stood up against his ill intentions that targeted humankind. More than a voluntary duty, fighting him off was a requisite commitment for Diana. Crushing out this certain evil, extinguishing its flame before it could spread over the world was, more than anyone else s, Wonder Woman s responsibility. Willingly to stop his malignity, she had traveled to the temple without hesitation. Bending over for her archenemy s pleasure however was surely not a willing act. Diana understandably was not very happy about making such a detailed display of her firm backside and delicate bits. No! You shall stop this at once! The Amazon exclaimed as the lasso brightened up against her bare skin. It was a clear response. Wetness of her prized womanhood definitely did not reflect her eagerness on this frustrating occasion.Under the right circumstances, when her very lasso kept her bound, penetrating her sex was easier than piercing through the undaunted warrior s stubborn defenses. Her nectar already lubricating the brunette s passageway, two digits of her bold adversary invaded her womanhood rather easily. Some imperious struggling from the bound heroine made the target sway about, but couldn t keep her sex uncopied. No! Step away! Diana ordered. Being fingered had never been an aggression the woman had to face throughout her crime fighting career. It was a definite defeat. She was supposed to feel her enemies flesh on her knuckles, their blood on her sword. For a renowned heroine, it was quite discouraging to feel a pair of manly digits rubbing against her love tunnel. You went too far Ares! Wonder Woman claimed over the cold surface of the altar. She had come here to impose justice on her warmonger half brother. Considering her last encounter, perhaps it indeed was justice, just not the one Diana sought.Vigorous fingering she received danced Wonder Woman s shapely hips. Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! A chain of yelps escaped the brunette s lips on the other side of the stone alter. Moans of unwilling pleasure, spiced up with a good amount of frustration. It wasn t necessarily a tight fit, but the duo of fingers were enough to give her trouble. Natural defense mechanism of her invaded pussy was to release more of the heroine s sweet nectar to fight against the friction. Her love tunnel coated the man s fingers with the brave heroine s juices. UH! Good! Aah! O oh! While hardened breasts of Wonder Woman bulged under her own weight, a small twitch to her hips lightly bounced her round buttocks in place. With troubled eyes, the pretty warrior gazed straight ahead of her. While her view consisted of stone bricks and mortar that kept them together, Ares must have had a much more pleasant view behind the striking heroine s bent bottom. At least now he had a clear answer. Even though the body was clearly enjoying it all, the mind found it a horrible act... And he liked that quite a bit. The corners of his lips tugged slightly as she exclaimed her protests, filling the temple rooms with her voice as she struggled in a trial to keep his fingers at bay. In the end it only made it more enjoyable for the god of war as she almost literally shook her ass in front of him. He took it, alongside her clear objections, as an invitation to keep going. Not so much to punish her physically, but more so to get to her mind. The fact he could get her fingers right there where most women would only want certain people to come... It was easy to imagine how frustrating this was for her for he had felt the very same frustration a year ago. Have I now? I would think that I haven t gone far enough... Not yet, anyway. No matter what she told him, he knew her body was enjoying it. He could tell from her moans. Again, it had been the same for him. This was a d j vu, really, the only thing that had changed were their respective roles. He could feel the liquid gathering around his fingers, smirking as he started to understand what that actually meant. Her moans were telling the same story, of course. And suddenly, his fingers disappeared, giving the woman a chance to take a breather. Tell me, Diana... Have you been defeated? Has the proud Amazon Princess actually lost a fight today? It was an interesting aspect in his eyes. To a god of war, to someone who lived for battles, defeat was the easily the most important word in existence, along with victory . The taste of defeat had haunted him for decades, now it finally made place for that sweet victory... But no victory was complete without a clear defeat. And when was a defeat clear?When the loser actually admitted it. The lasso had forced him to admit defeat the last time, he aimed to let it do it a second time, be it with a different victim this time around. Oh, by the way... Did you just say that it felt good? Of course he had heard that particular word between her moans and of course he would take advantage of it. That was just who he was. Using the words of others, twisting them to his needs and then using them against their original owners. Even though she had specifically told him that it hadn t felt good when under the lasso s spell, he would throw that truth in the bin for the instinctive reaction that had come during the next session. Then I suppose I have no choice but to continue... The words had barely gone cold or he stuck his fingers back in, this time pushing his ring finger along with the others to increase the pressure. It might be a bit painful at first, for even he could feel that it was a lot tighter than before, but he could feel it moved along a bit. He was quite sure it would get more enjoyable after a while... And if not, then it was simply a good punishment.Three strong fingers explored the inner walls, rubbing the sensitive part while going up and down, helped by Diana s own liquids which facilitated the process. His free hand resting on the heroine s shapely butt, his eyes feasted upon the pretty sight of the heroine s slim but powerful body. Her once so dangerous thighs that had threatened to choke him, her bare buttocks, her fit body... It was a pity he couldn t see her face, for he would have killed to see the frustration that he knew so much. He could feel it, it was feeding him even more, telling him to keep going... Which was exactly what he did with inexperienced yet somehow skilled fingers. A squeeze by his free hand asserted his dominance even more as he tried to bring the brunette all the way to the edge a second time. Fight it, Diana. Fight it! It might have sounded strange coming from him, but it was a well thought out tactic. He knew she didn t want to cum, but he also knew the body could only hold on for so long. By telling her to fight, directly confronted her with the fact it was impossible to actually do so forever, which was exactly what he was going for. The perverse fate she unfolded today in the old temple was neither a joke, nor a funny situation for a prideful Amazon warrior of Paradise Island. However, fruitless struggles of her body and her compromising positioning over the stone altar was laughable, in a twisted way. The aggression that targeted her lady parts continued as the Amazon s enemy kept his fingers in her damp womanhood. She was helpless against the eager digits that violated her very womanhood. By now, the veil of Wonder Woman s secrecy had long been lifted. Her armor stripped from her fit body, what her hero costume used to conceal was no longer a mystery as she stood naked other than a pair of fancy boots. Removal of his fingers allowed the renowned heroine to replace her moans with intelligible words at last. Shallow breaths of peril stabilized as her adversary took a break from his restless fingering. You got lucky. Enjoy it while it lasts Diana looked back over her shoulder as much as she could, her pretty face frowning and filled with unmistakable irritation. A smart warrior would learn from her mistakes, not to repeat them again. At least I can still count mine. However big, one defeat was indeed easy to count. The princess intended to keep it that way as well. Being subjected to Ares s mockery once was more than enough for Diana. However, the time he spent fingering her pussy appeared to be not enough for the man as he shoved his fingers back into her opening after the short breathing room he bestowed upon the proud woman. Keen antennas of his hand penetrated her tunnel to pick up Diana s lowly treatment from where it left, sliding into her moist opening rather easily. Ugh! She snorted in a mixture of disgust and frustration.The precise strokes her tunnel was receiving now, it made the man s earlier attack look like aimless fingering in comparison. Given the circumstances, the questionable action taken against her womanhood couldn t be considered fun or acceptable for the mighty heroine. As she admitted before however, it felt stimulating regardless. Oh no. Oh no. O oh Diana s fierce eyes widened as the man rubbed her inner walls with rigorous touches. A fresh coat of her nectar lubricated her tunnel and the fingers that explored it. Mmm A a ah Faint moans interrupted her irregular breaths. A voice other than her own told her to fight against the pleasure. Diana increased her efforts to do that, refusing to turn into a man s entertainment material. Under Ares firm grip, her bare hips began to shake from side to side. S st S st A a a Wonder Woman squirmed over the table. Her breasts pressing harder against its cold surface. However it wasn t exactly cold what was making them harder. Stop! The shapely brunette exclaimed. Her strong thighs carrying the weight of her shapely bottom, Diana wiggled it in place. An inescapable sensation shortly overwhelmed her entire body. Ooh! OH! OH! No! Aah! No o oh n Above her parted lips, her eyelids curtained half of them as her pretty eyes twitched. Only the stone table to support the weight of her slim body, long and powerful legs of the Amazon slightly bent at the knees. Stubborn jerking of her tempting bottom ceased, her pussy lips getting into a loop of contracting and relaxing around the fingers that penetrated her. It might have been aimless fingering before, a ruse to keep her on her toes so to speak, though it also had to do with the simple fact he was by no means used to this dishing out this kind of punishment. He would have to add it to his repertoire, he guessed, considering it had quite the impact on the victim and it was truthfully more enjoyable than a classic beatdown. Of course, it helped that Diana was an attractive woman, though the god would never be able to admit such a thing. It could be seen as a form of respect or even attraction, which was definitely not the case here. She was his archenemy, nothing more and nothing less, and he had broken the family ties many years ago. But even if he hadn t done that, gods did tend to keep things inside the family His fingers didn t miss their effect at all, Wonder Woman s screams filling the room with ease, making his ears twitch slightly with joy as he felt her reaching her climax. Her struggles filled him with even more confidence, her clear disgust only fueled his desire and her final, sudden plea to stop strengthened his belief that this was indeed the right course of action. His fingers increased the intensity for a brief moment, almost slipping out in his enthusiasm as she finally reached that fateful stage. He wanted to pull out, but alas, he was too late as her sudden outburst of short but powerful exclamations signaled she had already fallen over the edge. It wasn t that big of a deal, of course, but he wouldn t have minded dragging it on for a bit longer, if only to frustrate her that little bit more, to make her feel that bit more helpless.But it would have to do. Her lips squeezed and release his fingers in a constant loop, his eyes watching her twitch uncontrollably as the orgasm took over. It was clear this one had been more draining than the last, though that was to be expected: while she had great endurance, no one was used to orgasming in such quick succession, let alone after a short, but relatively tiring battle. Tiring for her, that was, considering she had constantly been fighting against her bonds after maybe thirty seconds of them actually fighting. Still, he couldn t allow her to fall asleep now, for that would only be a blessing for her. Stay with me here, Diana , his hand soared through the air, aimed straight at her shapely butt, determined to fill the room with the sound of a powerful slap before walking towards the front of the table so he could see her face, going through his knees slightly to get to the same height. As expected, she wasn t happy. Anger and frustration were clearly featured in her pretty eyes, along with some disgust. Emotions that the God of War loved to see. Yes, the score was still two to one in the heroine s favor, but at least this was a defeat she would never forget, much like he would never forget his second one. The first one, while painful, had not nearly been as humiliating. I suppose it s easier to keep count of your defeats than of your many victories. Still, I have a feeling this defeat is not going to be easy to forget. He smirked, knowing all too well she would probably never forget this moment. I ll make sure of that , he added with a whisper, hand reaching to brush away some of her long hair so he could get a proper view of her full face while also making sure she could see his. With that, he rose back to his full height and started working on the ropes once more, removing the lasso from around her ankles, yet keeping it tight around the wrists: he couldn t take any risks, no matter how tired she was. An endangered animal No, he couldn t risk it, not when he was so close to the ultimate victory. Let s get you on your back , he said, using one hand to forcefully turn her over with a sharp pull on her shoulder, almost immediately walking back towards the other side of the table, trying to pull her arms onto her chest and stomach in the process. Keeping the lasso purposefully shorter this time, he started to attach the two ends to the respective ankles before loosening the knot around the wrists, reworking it all in such a way that the limbs on each side were almost forced against each other. Once more, she would find herself in a rather dangerous position, but that was obviously the point. You didn t think I was done yet, did you? , he asked, his head disappearing between her legs as his tongue lapped away some of the fluids near the entrance of her pussy, his hands resting on the insides of her thighs to keep them spread. We re only getting to the finale Draining a demi goddess energy through such an exorbitant sexual assault was unheard of in rich history of Amazonian warriors. Like anyone else, a daughter of Themyscira could of course succumb to defeat, and have been before. But even in defeat, there was something honorable. What Diana experienced today, what she had been through in this spiritual temple however, didn t carry any honorable traits. The brave warrior was undoubtedly extremely angry at the god of war. She was also mad at herself though, for letting all this happen. And also carried the distinct traces of embarrassment for being used by a man in such a perverse way. After all she had been through in her bright justice career, it was an unfunny joke that two fingers could bring her down in the end. Upon an extracted success, her victorious enemy eventually pulled said hard working digits out of her relaxed womanhood. There was no pride in such a beating, and the Amazonian princess knew it was pointless to think any other way.Already high senses of the heroine had peaked during her eventual climax, her body had grown weak. A faint groan accompanied her exhausted body as the bare brunette exhaled the trapped air in her lungs. In this weakened state of frenzy, she was still quite susceptible to both pain and joy. An inevitable side effect of her recently reached climax. That escalated the impact of the man s strong smack. Momentum of his hand transferred into her defenseless hips, the wonderful pair of butt cheeks the woman had wobbled in a hurtful clapping. AIEE! Her brown eyes shut, she howled with the stinging pain across her rear. Her head jolted up. So rapid in fact, her golden tiara jumped off her forehead and flew into the air. When she opened her eyes again, they caught the annoying sight of her adversary, grinning down at her. A few deep breaths bloated her breasts against the surface of the altar. I won t forget what you did. Furious eyes threatened the god of war as she replied.Sides of her black hair covered more of her pretty face in the absence of her noble tiara. She turned her head away as Ares pushed her raven black hair strands aside. Apparently her wavy hair was not the only part of her shapely body the man wanted to move around. She remained restrained, however her position over the altar changed. A pair of strong hands turned the woman around. Wonder Woman s smooth legs were strong as they were beautiful, although she lacked the energy to use them to fight him off. As if they were not hers to command, Diana s delicate limbs were stretched and moved around in the man s determined grasp. Her struggles didn t do her any good. What are you Ungh What?! The brunette protested Ares puppetry. Her perky breasts once again came to light. Her ankles and wrists bound together, her pussy too was exposed nicely as before.The gap between her lifted legs allowed the woman to see her captor. The previous position the man forced her to assume was almost equally compromising. However she now had to watch it too. Get away from me! Diana shouted as the god of war went down on her, his tongue once again working to taste her flower, starting from the remnants of her last climax. That s enough! O oh! Above her hardened breasts, a shriek escaped her lips. He knew the consequences of his actions and he knew what it felt like to be on the receiving end of such a specific beatdown. However, he didn t regret a thing, definitely not when he thought about what she had put him through a year earlier. He was quite sure that he wouldn t have done the things he did today if she had treated him differently that time, but he couldn t say that he disliked it either. It made him feel even more powerful than before He wasn t sure if it was because of her hate either: he had a feeling it had to do with him being able to do about anything to the powerful heroine without risking all that much. I wouldn t want you to either , he smirked, having watched the mythical tiara soar through the air for a brief moment. She had never reacted this hard to a slap to her buttocks, which made him guess she was reaching her limits. Her sentences were getting a bit sloppy, her movements almost non existent as long as he didn t provoke any harsh reaction like he had done with the slap. It had been an easy task for the powerful God to move the heroine around, forcing her in yet another vulnerable position, having ignored her protests in the meantime.It was a different sight for Ares, yet it was as good if not better than the one he d had before. Her breasts were still standing strong, indicating he still had some time before the orgasm from before would wear off completely. Still, he didn t waste a single second, for he didn t even want to give her the chance to calm down this time around. Her words were easily pushed away and a simple lick was enough to cease her protests and to make a place for sounds that indicated he was hitting a sweet spot once more. However, he felt like he was missing something. He had her right where he wanted her and yet His victory still didn t feelcomplete. It didn t feel like he had humiliated her nearly enough to make her understand how much stronger he was, to show her that she was nothing compared to him. And then it hit him. Surely the ultimate humiliation for a woman was to be taken by someone they did not love against their will? Last year, you took a liking to a certain part of me, didn t you? Of course, the man couldn t resist bringing that up again, if only to try and make her feel sort of guilty, to make her understand that he was doing this simply because she had chosen to treat him the way she had done at that point in time. A couple of finger movements later, his skirt like piece of clothing falling to the ground as he revealed his impressive manhood. Having seen Wonder Woman in such a vulnerable position, it was already standing at attention and he could feel the blood and adrenalin rush through his body as he pulled her bared pussy a bit closer to the edge, his exposed member throbbing slightly at a short distance. So surely, you won t mind if I give you the chance to feel its potential one more time , last year, he had hated the fact he was cumming in front of her, that he was reaching climax after climax simply because she had wanted him to reach those. And yet here he was standing in front of her, showing off his manhood willingly this time, though he wouldn t show it for long. She would definitelyfeelit though, as its tip gently pushed the woman s walls to the side as he moved it in, a soft grunt escaping his lips in the process.As a God, he had had sexual intercourse with other higher beings before, but he doubted any had been as tight as Diana. At least she already offered him the lubrication he needed to move somewhat freely, which he did as he pushed on, slowly but surely moving his hips toward hers. Before long, he started to pump, a wicked grin on his face, a slight grunt escaping him as he did so. His hands were resting on her hips, keeping her in place. F Fuck S So Good It was true and he definitely hadn't expected it to feel this enjoyable, even though he had only just started."Concede... Diana... C Concede...!"It would probably be his last words, for he realized it would be impossible to talk properly once he got close to his climax. Contorted into a new position to unwillingly flash the delightful features of her attractive form, it would also bring more peril to suffer through. The great power she possessed had been long perished by an unmistakable exhaustion as Diana had a difficult time coping with what her archenemy did to her. An unacceptable burden for a prideful daughter of Paradise Island, to be rendered helpless while a man toyed with her sexuality in such a dishonorable way. Godly powers and mythical abilities of her enemy couldn t be considered an excuse for this disgraceful defeat. Amusing her adversary with many orgasms imposed upon her womanhood was a lowly blasphemy to her Amazonian heritage, an inglorious stain among the legendary tales. Her pride certainly didn t stood as high as her lifted arms and legs today. Diana channeled some energy into her bounds limbs. Other than wiggling her elevated bottom, her struggles once again failed to set her free from this disastrous situation.In a different kind of display of his strength, Ares lowered his armor, allowing the woman to witness the impressive size of his manhood. Mirroring the fun he had rather well, his member had been erected into a stiff rod. Wonder Woman was indeed familiar with this part of the cunning warmonger. Given the reversed circumstances of the battle, sheer size of his hefty organ posed a threat to the pretty heroine instead of giving her amusement. Similarly, Ares seemed quite proud of his large tool s liveliness on this certain occasion. Diana too couldn t argue with the considerable thickness and length of the member that stole her attention. Assumingly, wonderful features of the heroine were to blame for its clear excitement. Or rather the jeopardizing position that exposed so much of the brunette warrior.Verifying the sturdiness of her cocky aggressor s rod didn t sit well with the attractive heroine. Wonder Woman certainly lacked the same enthusiasm the stiff organ that pointed at her restrained body had. What is the meaning of this! The pretty warrior questioned, although she knew very well what kind of action her smirking foe had been hinting at. On top of all, having to welcome Ares manhood into her pink folds would have been the peak of her bitter defeat. Made to be explored by his fingers had already been an inadmissible affair all by itself, but being defiled by an inferior gender s most prominent part would undoubtedly be worse for the prideful Amazon. Violation of her rare flower as the conclusion of her lost battle would make a mockery of what she stood for. Don t even think about it! Concerned eyes of the brave heroine flared at the man.Additional struggles of Diana s bound body didn t change the accessible state of her gleaming sex. Uuh! No. Let me go! She protested this ill fate, while Ares aligned his solid member with her defenseless opening. Stretched thighs of the woman added to the tightness of her tunnel, albeit her wetness offering the necessary lubrication still. Between her lifted legs, the heroine felt the hefty head of his cock spreading her inner lips. The brunette shut her eyes close, her sealed lips twitching with the invasion of her wonderful pussy. Gah! Grandiose cock that filled her love tunnel eventually broke the seal of her lips as she gasped aloud. Oo ah! Wonder Woman groaned as his enemy commenced fucking her. What was it exactly that turned him on? It was undoubtedly the situation that he had managed to put her in. Sure, Diana was a pretty woman with attractive features, but that wasn t what turned him on the most. It mostly had to do with the fact that she was such a powerful being, a demi god who could beat about anyone, and yet incapable of protecting herself while forced into an incredibly vulnerable position. Combine that with the fact that she had beaten him twice before, that she had forcefully destroyed his pride and dignity and it made for a rather explosive combination. And he was about to explode right now. This was the final act of his revenge, you could say, and it had actually never been an actual part of it. It was just something he had come up with on the spot to make sure she understood the situation she was in, to ensure she knew who she was messing with."W Who w won today, h huh?" It was rather hard to get the words out properly, but he still forced them out anyway, if only to add to the humiliation.For the first time ever did he notice something different in her eyes. It had been filled with anger and frustration before, mixed with confidence and sometimes even some sort of joy and yet here it was: a hint of fear. Concern. It was rather surprising to see that even someone like Diana could actually feel something like that, for he had always believed that she was fearless. Then again, he had believed himself to be rather fearless as well simply because he hadn t feared death, but after last year s ordeal, he knew better. Diana would too from now on. Her grunt was like music to his ears, but he was too busy to actually tease her with it. He had other things to focus on right now, such as making sure he didn t accidentally slip out or something in his enthusiasm. He needed to keep the pace up as well to make sure it would actually end with a climax, for he knew full well that if he even stopped for only a bit, it could very well end the whole thing. His firm hands on her hips to keep her body in place, the God of War kept on pumping, his grunts growing louder with almost every thrust. He definitely enjoyed it, partly because of the actual sex and partly because of the feeling of dominance over his archenemy.As time passed, his thrusts became more powerful and his groans became loader, sometimes mingling with a gasp as he felt himself getting closer to that familiar feeling that he had experienced many times last year. It d been a long time since he had willingly orgasmed, but this was as good a time as any and he knew for a fact that it was going to feel great. H Hungh! , he pushed his hips forward once more, his throbbing cock indicating he was nearing his climax. He forced himself to try and lengthen the process though if only to try and make sure she would be forced to come as well. Not that it would make much of a difference, considering he wasn t doing this to pleasure her, but it would make the whole thing even more disgraceful for an amazon like Diana. So he kept going, gritting his teeth as he shoved his member inside to try and get the woman over the edge. He wanted to stomp that confidence into the ground and this felt like it was the best way to do it. Whether she liked it or not, he was going to get her to cum one final time. Letting a villain use her body to please himself, succumbing to his ill intentions that targeted her womanly bits, it was a hard fact to swallow for the prideful daughter of Themyscira. Certainly a conclusive ending to his enemy s considerable achievement. Besting the talented Amazon in sheer combat, hardly an easy task. More difficult than a mere defeat was to restrain the powerful heroine in a way that would render her helpless. Especially given the belittling position Ares had put her in. Such despair was a foreign feeling for the gifted warrior, to be defenseless against her enemies will. Considering the heroine s shameful defeat, having Ares eager cock acted as the final nail in the coffin, and a rather thick one at that. No way to stop the man, unable to slip free of her stubborn bindings, the brunette warrior had to deal with the bitter experience of a man claiming her sex against her will.The flesh of her archenemy squeezed into her delightful opening, squirming only made the existence of the meaty object within her folds more prominent. The tight tunnel between the Amazonian princess lifted legs hadn t seen much use, and was a noteworthy reward for a triumphant god s efforts. He looked and sounded to be enjoying to be the winner of this invaluable prize. Listening to the excitement of her aggressor added to Diana s frustration. Her peril was easy to read from her arched brows, but she kept her mouth shut, not to further play into the god of war s pleasure. However, keen strikes of the man had been making it difficult to save her grunts to herself, even for a powerful demigod. The defeated warrior s cheeks puffed, until a snort broke the seal of her lips. Gah! The heroine gritted her teeth.Strong thrusts of the man s cock pushed Wonder Woman s bound body back and forth with each persistent strike. Constant pounding of her pussy put the woman s bare breasts in a loop, her orbs swaying rhythmically as a response to his stabs, their apparent momentum exceeding other parts of her fit body. Thanks to Ares preliminary work, moistened walls of the woman s love tunnel greased his cock, allowing him to pump it rather smoothly despite its hefty size. Wonder Woman s tender pussy didn t stop producing more moisture as well. Just like the warmonger who used it, her peach didn t ask the brunette s permission to get wet. A ah!.. Unh!.. Agh! The restrained heroine groaned as he kept slamming his waist against her exposed hips. You won. Quit this nonsense! The heroine protested.After sampling the clinging pleasure of rubbing his tool against the princess inner walls, perhaps backing out of the temptation of the shapely warrior s sex required even more effort than defeating her in a tight battle. Her toes curled inside her fancy boots, the bold Amazon whimpered less heroically at the end of the thick rod that harshly invaded her. Ah, ah, goddess, oh! Combined with her unwilling moans, sloppy sounds of her pussy s invasion defiled the holy temple. Her struggles were futile and didn t bother him or his movements at all. If anything, they only made him want this even more, for her squirming around only added to the humiliation and to the knowledge that he was in fact in full control. While he had had that control for quite some time by now, it seemed to mean so much more to him now that he was doing what most would consider the most humiliating act a man could put a woman through. He couldn t even begin to understand for someone like Wonder Woman who had probably never been forced through an ordeal like this ever before.Her pussy betrayed a sense of freshness, which made sense considering the last time she had probably opened up those legs had been during the World War with that pesky pilot of hers. It did add some extra charm to the whole situation, now that he thought about it: after that one loving night, the next person to claim her was her worst enemy. She literally had fallen from heaven straight into hell, hadn t she? Her face made that all too clear too and while he would ve liked her to try and talk back to him, he would have to be satisfied with the occasional grunt.That was until she admitted defeat. Never had he thought to hear those words from her lips and yet here they were: she had actually given in. Not that it really changed the whole situation, for he kept on pounding her as hard as he could, but it definitely was the cherry on the cake for the God of war and conflict. Y You Never stopped Did you? , it would be his final words for now, for a gasp indicated he was getting ever so close to the peak. It was time to let the volcano erupt one final time, all while hoping that she too would be forced over the edge.It was a good thing this temple had lost its usage many years ago, for after today it definitely wouldn t be holy anymore. The sounds of her pussy were on thing but the rather loud A Ah! of the God indicated that he had reached the top. A load of sticky, white liquids was pushed straight into the heroine s tunnel as he pressed his waist against her hips to make sure he stayed inside of her, his throbbing cock releasing its contents with force. A couple of smaller loads soon followed the first one, accompanied by the man s gasps as he emptied himself, trembling slightly as he straightened himself instinctively, towering over the bested Amazon. Aah hah hah he was panting rather heavily, but he had a rather satisfied smirk on his face. That was to be expected, of course, considering he had now accomplished a complete victory over the superheroine.Still smirking, the man finally pulled out, briefly shaking his member to get rid of the final bits of semen and just leaned on his hands for a couple of moments, staring at her with that cocky smirk of his. I know you will remember this But I hope that you ll also remember you brought this upon yourself. You reap what you sow, Diana , he pulled his skirt back to its original position as he walked around the table, his fingers sliding over the woman s naked sides. I hope you liked the harvest , he added with a whisper, one hand reaching for her hair so he could force her to look at him, though he doubted she had any fight left in her body: she d been exhausted before this, he didn t it d be any better now. In fact, he was so confident that he took the risk of untying her without any kind of precautions, allowing her limbs to drop on the table before turning her over one final time so he could tie her wrists together behind her back, a rather standard bondage technique but more than enough for a situation like this. Pulling the rope down a bit, he connected her ankles together as well, but he kept the connection between her arms and legs loose so she wouldn't be forced to bend her knees."This is the end, Diana... I'm curious to know what humans will say once they find you... But by the time they do, I'll be long gone. Who knows, maybe World War Three will already have started by then", he smiled at the thought, knowing this was a golden opportunity for him. Still, keeping her as his captive simply wasn't his style and it would be all the more humiliating if her protegees found her tied up and used... With a final show of strength, the god lifted his victim off the table and threw her over his shoulder one final time, walking up the stairs towards the entrance exit of the temple, planning on leaving Diana behind somewhere in the jungle for anyone to find. And from then on, with his archenemy out of the picture, he'd be home free for at least a short while, time he would definitely use to start a war or two once more. A ripped confession, hesitantly uttered words that admitted defeat didn t make the man stop. Waist of the villain kept slamming against her bare hips just as hard, his cock still exploring the depths of the Amazon with each repeated strike. Nimbleness of the gifted heroine ended on top of a random altar. Keen pounding of the man s cock even made Diana get used to the sound of her own moans of peril. They were accompanied by the soft thumps Ares member made as it constantly shuttled within the proud heroine s tunnel. Ugh! Unh! I said you won! Diana repeated again, spoke the words that rarely came out of her tender lips. Her aggressor, on the other hand, didn t seem to be planning to stop. A godly stamina to fuel his perversion, banging of the pretty warrior s womanhood went on uninterrupted. Given the wonderful body of Diana, pleasant tightness of her stretched love tunnel, it must have offered plenty of fun to any man who managed to enter it.Cost of her sound defeat had been too dear today as Diana had to experience the taboo of having a man inside her. Gifted powers of the warrior had betrayed her. The biggest betray, however, came from the flower between her long legs. What felt like an endless supply of her nectar kept lubricating the man s cock as it keenly drilled its way through the brunette s widened opening. This time, the war had come to her inners, initiated by the god expert on the subject. She had chosen a path, where she would protect the weak. And although she tried to emphasize with them, the gifted heroine had now been put into a spot where she could truly experience how they felt. The feel of being weak and helpless. Unable to impede the victorious villain s abuse, she had to go through the frustrating truth of being claimed by her enemy. He did a good job claiming her as well, length and thickness of his rod allowing a deep exploration of her sacred cave.Where the wetness of Wonder Woman s pussy, firmness of her round breasts had long reached their limit, Ares seemed to be just coming up to the peak of his satisfaction. It only made his already fierce strikes harder. AH! AH! GAH! The proud Amazon shrieked at the end of the man s cock. Her exclaimed cries resounded aloud, however her defeated body didn t share the same level of over exuberance. Her beautiful legs starting to get numb, her body lazily swayed back and forth on the stone table with the repeated blows that troubled her womanhood. Pretty much unapproachable pussy of the Amazonian princess turned into the passageway of a man. Little droplets of sweat added a shiny finish to the woman s bare body, while the entrance of her tight pussy glistened around the thick shaft that invaded it. The shameful fate Diana uncovered in the old temple was indeed going to be hard to forget.In a final blow, hefty head of Ares member slammed hard against the end of her tunnel. The wave of the impact travelled across her bare body, shaking her firm orbs and grimacing Diana s charming face. The thick shaft of the man embedded within her, it throbbed against her walls. Signals of an upcoming climax threatened the remaining pride of the beautiful warrioress. No! No! Wonder Woman protested. Through her hardened breasts, her gaze settled upon the point of importance. Don t you dare! A flame ignited within her dark eyes. At the peak of the man s arousal, his excited cock climaxed in her. A warm stream began to fill Diana, actually a first for the woman. Uuh no Thick substance tainted her walls as the man emptied his load into her pussy.After a long fucking session, Ares finally unplugged his cock from the woman s pussy. The excess semen began to ooze out of the wonderful brunette s hole, the thick liquid slowly sliding down her opening and following the curve of her bare hips. For a woman who had been made of clay, she wasn t able to procreate. However, Ares her archenemy coming inside her was undoubtedly the ultimate point of her defeat, perhaps the lowest point of her hero career. White stain of the man visible around her swollen lowerlips, Diana s cried again, Oh.. O oh! Without a cock to penetrate her now. Light tremors shook her body, tensed her muscles. Just before closing them, her eyes rolled out to the back of her head. The irritating acceptance of being fucked by the god of war, and the feel of his thick seed filling her sex, it oddly triggered a taboo sensation within the pretty warrior. Her pussy lips spasmed in short bursts. Her nipples pointing straight up, her naked body bounced about as a soft whimper escaped her lips. O oh When her eyes once again caught a glance of her victorious opponent, the fire within them had ceased. No fury to sharpen her visage anymore, she looked back at Ares with a blank expression. She was washed out. Gravity ruled over her firm legs and strong arms as they idly swayed over the altar upon being released. W what are you The brunette managed to faintly ask, questioning her aggressor as he tied her hands behind her back.After such abuse, it would take Diana some time to collect herself. In the wilderness, under a tree, naked body of the pretty Amazonian drew an odd, but very attractive image. A short glance at her womanhood told a quite disreputable story. How she lost her battle, and much more in the mischievous events of this long day.***THE END***

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Stark Brothel [NSFW] (strangelove and Lord David Booyah)

NSFW "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" "Fuckit... "This was the second time today. Gwen Stacy was loosing her mind. She had been so incredibly horny the past months that she had a real hard time controlling herself. She had to constantly masturbate or her cock would just distract her from the important things in life, like playing in her band and beating up bad guys. But this cock was getting out of hand... well it was her her hand now and her cum was splashing on the street below.Her cock was in so many ways making her life difficult at the moment. She had no real interest in girls well of course Mary Jane was super hot and thinking of her often got Gwen hard. But other than her... and a few others like Felicia she was really not into girls. And at the same time guys were not really digging a girl with a cock that rivaled their own in size. So Gwen had not gotten laid since the accident that caused her to grow that fuck stick and those cum filled balls. But it was not just her cock that needed attention. She really needed to get fucked, plain and simple fucked by a hard cock. At this point she really didn't care who it would be, and she was in no way interested in a relationship just in cock.She didn't want to be reduced to masturbating from rooftops whenever the urge took over. She wanted to do something pro active. Take control of it herself. And that brought her back to why she had been masturbating this time. She had recently heard about a place that were catering to supers. A sex club where girls and boys worked, providing sex for money. The thought of it had made her really hot, the thought of being a sex worker, getting fucked by supers for money. Now that was something she could imagine herself doing.... That had brought her off and now afterwards she realized that the thought still turned her on."Shit! I'm going to do it." She said to herself. "I'm going to find that place and then I'm going to demand that they hire me." The mere thought were making her softening cock hard again. However she didn't want to waste more time masturbating. Not when she might have a solution to her horniness within range. She suited up and swung out into the city, looking for the place that could save her. Just one...Those words often rang in Anthony Edward Stark s skull, haunting him since that fate filled day. The day that Thanos came back. The day that Pepper... The Wizard had told him there was one way they could win, one universe where they prevailed against Thanos. He d never dreamed that she d grow enough balls to pull that kind of a maneuver, stealing the stones off Thanos gauntlet, the one he d created with his own two hands, and snap to decimate the army invading earth.The part that really upset him, though? The Mk. 1199 suit he d built for her had absorbed most of the impact, since it was damn near running on fumes at the time, anyway. It was the discharge that killed her, a preventable flaw that he could ve fixed if he d held off coming to the others with his new time travel GPS watches, he could ve fixed that flaw... But he didn t.A year or so later, and Stark was sitting in a building of his own design, named in honor of Pepper: The Love 3K Lounge, a bar brothel for superheroes. Banner had been bugging him to make a place where he could finally smash in a safe environment, so he decided to kill two birds with one Infinity Stone and just build the place in her honor. This particular day, he was sitting in a corner booth, watching Gators and Star Lord go at it on the stage, being showered with praise and money, when he heard a familiar sound: Web Shooters. He set down his glass and said, Anderoos. Back for the green one and the guy who looks remarkably like Chris Pratt, are you? Well, it s less interesting than last night, so don t get your hopes up. How re things with MJ, by the way? You still thinking about telling her how yo He d been in the middle of turning around when he caught a glimpse of white, and... A hood. He took ofc his sunglasses and said to the figure, Ah, wait. One of the other spider people Pete s told me about, I presume? Tony Stark, CEO and owner of Love 3K and its affiliate, Parker Industries. How may I be of assistance, Miss...? "Eeehh... Sorry. I'm just turning this off." Said the woman descending from the ceiling in a webstrand as she turned off her phone.She landed on the floor with amazing grace. "Well I'm ... most call me Ghost Spider. But I'm really not from this neighborhood, just got sucked into an interdimensional portal a month back." She said, not quite ready to divulge her secret identity. "So you are Mr. Stark. Has anyone told you that you look a lot like Sherlock Holmes?" She asked, not sure where that came from. It was more of an attempt to hide her own growing arousal. The man was rather gorgeous. Fuck ... he was hot as hell. But she needed to get down to business."Look Mr. Stark. I know what kind of place you run here. I want a job here." She said frankly, "I am so fucking horny just thinking of it so don't you fucking dare turning me down." She all but demanded. "I'll do anything to be one of your whores for big hard super cock."It was a good thing she was wearing a mask for she was quite sure she was blushing quite a lot. But she had said it like she meant it. She wanted to be a prostitute for Mr. Stark. Stark was a little surprised at his new guest s agility, despite the fact that she was a web slinger . She turned off her music and mentioned how he looked like Sherlock Holmes. He nodded. I actually get that a lot, along with being called Dr. Doolittle, whoever that is. She called herself Ghost Spider, and said she was sucked into a portal about a month back, He nodded in understanding. That would explain why I ve never seen you in person before. Alright, Ghost Spider, welcome to my place. She practically blurted out that she wanted to be an employee, and that she wouldn t take no for an answer, that she d do anything to be one of his whores . His eyes widened a bit at the word Whores , then he spoke, his voice gaining intensity and severity with every word. Whoa, wait a minute... You think that you can can just waltz right in here andtellme... tellme, the Owner and proprietor of this whole damn establishment, that you work here now, and just circumvent the hiring process? Is is that what you re telling me, cunt? Because if it is, then you re right. On one condition: c mon, into the private room. On the way there, Stark caught a glimpse of what he thought was a bulge in her suit. He was a little stunned, but he kept walking as if he hadn t seen anything.Oncd they got to the room and the door was locked, he sat in a chair. Entertain me. He said, then explained himself. See, as a whore here, you have one job please any and every customer that chooses you. So don t do anything scripted, nothing you ve practiced before. Do something new, for me.Justfor me. Oh, and a word of advice? If you were thinking about immediately zipping down my pants and trying to suck me off, don t. Most of the guys and girls that come here come for what sunderthe suit, not for the suit. Maybe bare your breasts or something, anything. But make it... sexy. He gave a brief grin, then his face returned to normal. Gwen smiled at the man and followed him to the private room. "Entertain you? I will make you more entertained than you would think possible." She said in an alluring voice, "But for now I'll leave my mask on if that's alright with you." She pulled it however up to reveal her hot red lips, "You know secret identity and all." After that she began slowly stripping. First she lifted her left foot to vertically in the air and removed her shoe. Then bending backwards she flipped over and did the same with the other shoe. It was clear from the way her suit stretched that there was indeed something more than a hot ass and a set of c cup tits in there. That 9" cock seemed rather hard. Gwen then slowly slid her shirt up, reveling first her very trim tummy and then letting her perfect bouncy tits free."You see Mr. Stark." She said as began pulling down her pants. "I'm constantly horny and really need someone to fuck me hard." She got down on her knees with her ass pointing in his direction and pulled her pants down to reveal her shapely ass and her dripping wet pussy and even more behind that as well. She looked back at him, "Will you please help me with that Mr. Stark. I need your cock... please." Stark raised his eyebrow at Gwen s response. Rule 1, words are cheap. If you want to tell a customer something, it s better if you canshowthem. She said she would keep her identity secret for now, and Stark replied, Fine with me. Some actually prefer that you keep the mask on anyway otherwise, it spoils the illusion for them. I m not one of those people, but you can keep the mask for now. Her flexibility was also paramount among the Web Slingers he d met, actually managing to impress him somewhat. Then he saw the clear outline of her cock in her pants, and his mind went blank for a moment. She knelt, facing away from him, and admitted that she was in a constant state of arousal.Stark just nodded and quickly commented, Good. That s a valuable ability to have here. Then she pulled her pants down completely, and her hard cock popped out from the fabric. Instantly, Stark began to see images of Pepper. Her smile, her body, her cock... It was a little too much for him. He was having an anxiety attack again, like the ones he had about the Wormhole in New York over a decade before.He knew he had to think about something else to stop it, but he couldn t. In a fraction of a second, he was up on his feet, a nanotech repulser on his Palm, blaring and ready to obliterate the girl at a moment s notice. He felt like destroying her, just so he wouldn t have to relive Pepper s death again. The only thing stopping him was a lingering thought: She wouldn t want this... He slumped back into his chair and put his head in his hands, stowing the red and gold gauntlet in its compartment. He sighed, tears in his eyes. I I m Sorry, Miss... I just I haven t been... A small, electronic, Irish voice rang out. Mr. Stark just hasn t been himself since he lost Pepper, is what he s trying to say. Stark cringed. Ghost Spider, meet my onboard AI, FRIDAY. Pleasure to meet you, lass! He sighed. Well, I ve probably killed the mood, but I ll try to satisfy your itch as best I can. He took off his jacket, then his shirt, followed by his pants, somewhat unceremoniously. He removed his underwear very slowly, however, allowing time for his eleven inch cock to breathe.The only thing he wore now was his chest plate, containing his Nanotech suit, and a few more surprises to boot. He knelt behind her and lightly gripped her cock, stroking it the way he used to do for Pepper after the Extremis incident gave her a similarly sized cock, though this girl s was both noticeably longer and girthier. There was no doubt in Gwen's mind when it went wrong. It was the second her cock came into view. She knew that it might be a problem but she had assumed that such a place like this would be more accepting to her unusual physiology. But clearly that wasn't the case. Her spider sense warned her and she was just about to get out of the way of that repulsor beam when he powered down.She was a bit confused until the AI explained his actions. "I'm sorry I didn't know her. Not in this or my own world. But she must have been special." Her voice was full of compassion. She saw him move more like an automaton than a human being. Something must have been shattered deep in the man's soul and it almost broke Gwen's heart, pushing her horniness out of the way. Even when he reached for her cock and stroking it there was something wrong about the situation."Alright Mr. Stark. I didn't come here for a handjob." She said, "I came here to get a job. And if you really want to see my face for now I guess it can't hurt it's not like I really exist in this world." She said as she pulled the mask away from her face. The Mask Falls And then she reached out and grabbed his cock and slowly began to stoke it. "Perhaps I can get you in a better mood Mr. Stark? Wasn't that what you wanted me to prove? Perhaps you could shove this hot fucking cock into my small mouth?" She suggested as she began to stroke him. Stark s expression changed a little when Gwen said she d never known Pepper. He replied, a tear lingering in his eye, Yeah, I know. I mean, she was gone long before you ever got here, anyway... She said that Pepper must ve been special, and Stark nodded. She was his wife, in fact. Completely unrelated question, did you grow your cock by means of a biologically engineered weapon and regeneration agent known as Extremis? Stark gave the Nanotech compartment a knock. Hey! Quit it! Then he turned to the girl. I m sorry, she likes giving out my personal information like it s candy. I ve already had to cancel six credit cards and an offshore account because of her. He was trying to lighten the mood, but it didn t quite work.As Stark began stroking her, it was as if his anxiety was being suppressed by... well, by her. His worries, his sadness... it all just melted with the feel of her cock in his hand. He felt himself growing aroused, his cock stiffening a bit with every stroke.Then Gwen restated tgat she was here for a job, and took off her mask for him. He looked her face over and said, Thank you for this. You didn t have to do that, but I appreciate it anyway. She grabbed his cock and began stroking it as he groaned. She asked him wether that got him in a better mood, and he simply nodded.Then, she inquired as to wether he d like to shove his cock down her throat, and he grabbed her hand, removing it from his cock as he said, I thought you d never ask. He took her head and shoved it down until his dick was down her throat to the balls, releasing her a split second later as he gasped. OH, it s been so long since I ve done that! Oh my God, uh, that was intense. He gave a short chuckle as he moved to the chair again. Alright, slut, you asked for it. C mon over here, suck this cock like it s the last cock you ll ever suck. And remember, if I can still speak coherently, you aren t doing it right. Oh... fuck his wife. And dead. Fuck!That was more complicated than she had assumed. She really needed this job, but the man had obviously not handled the demise of his wife well. Could she even get him going like she had hoped?To his complaints about the AI she just shrugged, "Well I haven't ever heard of Extremis. My cock started to grow just after the accident that ended me up here. It has left me in an almost constant aroused state." She smiled at him, "As you... aaahhh... can feel." Her moan was evident that he was making her feel very good.She let him force her to the floor and gladly accepted his very large cock. The taste was magnificent. She could feel her cock throb from the taste of his precum alone. "Ahhh... yes Mr. Stark. Your cock tastes so fucking good. Fuck my face." She took him to the root and kept her face buried in his stomach as her throat massaged the length that had been shoved into her willing hole. Once he released her she was all smiles. "Fuck yes.. more."He sat down and urged her to come to him. Slowly Gwen crawled towards Stark. She licked her lips as she approached. Her blonde hair was already a mess from his rough handling of her earlier. Once she reached him she put a hand on either thigh and began massaging them as her face began to approach his beautiful cock and very large balls. She moved closer and planted a kiss on his ball sack. Those heavy cum filled balls were so inviting. She was pressing her face against his balls and licking and kissing them while his cock was resting on her face. Stark saw the girl s face change when FRIDAY mentioned Pepper being his wife. FRIDAY then noted, Y don t look so good anymore, Miss. Was it something I said? It waseverything you said, Fri. Now, shut yourself down before I m forced to do it myself. No need. I ll temporarily secede into the Parker Industries Mainframe until you need me again. There was a slight whirring, then she was gone. Stark started to apologize, but his guest seemed to be answering FRIDAY s question about Extremis. Stark heard her mention that she grew it after she came here, and Stark began thinking, still stroking her cock. Really? Sounds like EPR Paradox... Except, you said you came here through another world? How would an inter dimensional portal induce EPR unless He looked at her a bit closer, gripping her cock firmly, yet subconsciously, in realization. That kind of thing couldn t have happened on accident. Only some kind of Infinity Stone combined intentionally with a regular inter spatial portal could do that. Someone sent you here on purpose, someone who knows you re supposed to be here, like that Wizard, Strange. He s got a Stone, and has the foresight to know you need to be here. If so, thank you, Strange. He kissed both her balls and her clit in one go, suddenly feeling invigorated, energetic, and most importantly, far more aroused. Then she told him she was here for a job, though she was obviously enjoying her treatment, given her reaction: she enjoyed him stuffing his cock down her throat far more than he thought she would, and even begged for more. When he sat and beckoned her, she came slowly, almost crawling, and began to massage his thighs, which he found exciting, then began licking his balls as his cock lay on her face.He groaned and sighed in pleasure, having kept himself from such sexual activity since the day Thanos fell again, and occasionally picked up his dick and let it fall on her face again, making a delightful slap sound. Soon, his breathing sped up, and he began groaning louder. Oh, god, I m gonna...! He didn t have time to finish his sentence, as he pulled his prospective employee s head back and thrust into her mouth, cumming heavily directly into her stomach. The growth of his cock that Pepper had caused had also increased his loads to proportionate lengths, doubling his already tripled, backed up load of restraint to the point where her stomach was packed a little beyond full when he finished, her flat belly distended from the fullness inside. What an amazing job she was doing. Gwen Stacy could only compliment herself as she sucked Mr. Stark's cock. The way that he moaned as she played with his balls. Was making her happy and in some way granting her some sexual satisfaction that masturbation never had done. It seemed like he had a lot of pent up sexual appetite as soon he was at the brink of cumming.Gwen only got a brief taste of his wonderful cock when he suddenly took her head and plunged it deep into her throat. Not that she minded one bit and the feeling of his cock beginning to pulsate in her throat and filling her stomach with his thick cum was enough to bring her to an orgasm herself. It wasn't her cock that orgasmed, but her whole body. She could not believe that she was reacting like this to having a cock cumming in her throat, but it felt like an electric feeling was spreading from her throat and stomach as she was filled with insane amounts of sperm. Her nipples were rock hard, her cock was leaking precum and her pussy was soaking. Had her mouth not been stuffed with the billionaire's cock she'd have moaned like the bitch she was. Her whole body shook with the orgasm as she came along with him.There was several after shocks of her orgasm. But then she realized that this was the first time she had cum without her cock. And it felt even better than the cock.... she was addicted. She looked up at Mr. Stark. His cock still in her throat. She would have smiled if not for the cock inside her. Instead she reached up and began massaging the balls she had kissed just moments ago. She also put a hand on her own stomach. It was a little bloated with his cum, as if she was several month's pregnant. It felt wonderful to be stretched like that. Stark hadn t begun to feel as good as he did when his guest was sucking on and kissing his balls, playing with him passionately, more so than even Pepper had. This girl had something inside her that his late wife never had: desperation. She needed to be fulfilled, to a capacity that she couldn t fulfill herself.She had no complaints when he grabbed her hair again and crammed his cock into her tight throat. In fact, she orgasmed from it. She came, and came hard at that, every inch of her petite body trembling at the feel of his hulking member pouring cum into her stomach.Even after he let go of her, she still stayed at the base of his cock. She began massaging his refilling, tightening, swelling balls with one hand, while putting her other hand up to her belly to feel her bloated stomach. She now looked pregnant, to a degree, which turned him on even further.He smiled down at her and said to her, still breathing a bit heavily, Alright, you ve proven yourself with blowjobs. Let s see... He took his cock out of her mouth, tip coated in cum, and dropped it on her face when he said each word. Where. Do. I. Want. To. Put. It. Next? Ah, I ve got it. But first... He took his quickly softening cock and shoved it into her mouth, throatfucking her for a bit, waiting for his cock to get hard again, enjoying the sensual swaying of her breasts and belly. When it did, he pulled out, he sat back in the chair and said, C mon, no time to waste. Sit on my lap. I wanna test out that ass of yours, and the longer you wait, the less lube I ll use, you slut. He smiled as he said the word slut, drawing it out to an extreme length. He was trying to tease her, of course. Or was me cumming in your throat too much for you to handle? I ll gladly fill your stomach more, but I d prefer to do so from the other end, you feel me? Oh, yeah, speaking of your belly, sit sideways, facing me, and in such a way that my cock goes in between your asscheeks. I wanna be able to see it the entire time. When he removed his cock from her mouth she almost tried to catch it with her mouth. "AAwww. " She said, but was soon rewarded as she got it back in her mouth. He could face fuck her all he wanted, she loved it and her flexible body could easily take more or less everything he could dish out. She could feel him getting hard in her mouth and she loved it. Her nipples were hard and so was her cock.Once he sat down and said he wanted to use her ass Gwen smiled at him, "Oh yeah!" And when he said she should hurry she moved with a speed that was beyond human. At one moment she was sitting on the floor admiring Stark and his cock and the next she moved. In a flash of spider reflexes and incredible agility she was on his lap just as he had instructed. His cock was resting between her cheeks. "You mean like this Mr. Stark?" She asked, her voice a little hoarse from the massive cock that had penetrated her throat.She caressed his chest with her strong fingers. Gently tracing the outline of the contraption on his chest and playing with his nipples. "Please fuck my ass Mr. Stark. I want to feel your huge cock inside my backdoor and I want to fill my ass with your cum as well. Make me into a pregnant spider." She teased him. When Stark removes his cock, it seemed Gwen tried to catch it with her mouth, presumably so she could continue to suck on it, Even going so far as to vocalize her disappointment. So she seemed that much more overjoyed when he decided to fuck her throat to make his cock hard again.Only moments after he gave her instructions, she was on his lap, following them to a t, even asking in a slightly hoarse voice if she was doing it right. Her nipples had grown hard, as well as her cock, which he only just realized hadn t been serviced at all so far, except for his partial handjob earlier.He smiled as he thought of a nice compromise, then groaned lightly as she began playing with his nipples. He said, Yeah, just like that. Now, let s do this He took a bottle of lube out, put on a house made butt plug extention nozzle on the end and squirting a little lube our before lifting Gwen with a little help from his suit, sticking in the bottle, and giving two good splurts inside her ass.He then picked her up again, her back to him, guided her onto his cock, and stuffed if into her, the lube somewhat cushioning the blow. He gave a few test thrusts into her, to see how his cock fit, and said to his slutty sex partner, Now, suck yourself. As long as you do, I m going to masturbate you, but if you stop, this is what you ll get: He stuck a Nanotech device into her pussy, which latched onto her G Spot and vibrated harshly. When Stark s ginger touched it, it retracted and stopped vibrating, letting him work on it manually. Now, you little whore, start sucking yourself. He said playfully, licling one of her breasts from base to nipple as he started gyrating against her ass, the lube slowly starting to coat her insides as opposed to his fat cock. Gwen let out a small surprised yelp as she was lifted and lube was squirted into her ass. She then felt his cock as it entered her ass almost without any resistance. She was so turned on and ready that his cock simply slid into her ass like it was being sucked in. He commanded her to suck her own cock that was something she had never considered doing. So she tried it.Even though she was flexible it was rather hard to do it from this position, riding his cock. But she managed to get the head of her cock into her mouth about the same time as Stark inserted the device into her pussy. She was now being pleasured in her ass, her pussy and her cock. She was in heaven. She almost orgasmed right away again. She could not believe how wonderful it felt to be impaled on a cock while being made to cum with her pussy.The precum from her cock was oozing from the thick cock head and she licked it off like nectar. She knew she was soon going to explode in the best orgasm of her life. Stark s partner yelped as he lifted her and filled her ass with lube. As he thrust into her ass, he groaned heavily at the combined looseness and tightness of it, loose for whatever reason and tight because she was clamping down on him, trying to milk him.As he tucked her, she tried to get a good position to suck herself off, and finally she did. Stark nodded, and pulled her closer to his body and increased his speed a little. He could tell she was fighting back orgasm, and he whispered to her, It won t upset me one bit if you cum right now. Actually, it ll probably help me cum, too, so go ahead. Cum for me, you dirty little self sucking whore. He turned up the intensity of the device in her pussy, having noticed her licking precum off her cock. He felt a trembling deep in her core, building powerfully. Alright, here we go... He sped up tremendously, pounding her so hard his balls started hitting hers, which turned him further on still.He groaned. The lube was distributed evenly now, for the most part, and he could begin to feel every last detail of her insides. He remembered how Pepper would always lube herself up with her copious amounts of precum, and in that one moment, he was sad again.Then he immediately remembered that there was a reason this girl was here, that she was here for him now. That Pepper would be happy that he found somebody to share the rest of his life with. That he could feel so comfortable with her, fucking her silly.He felt himself getting close again, and he said to her, I I m about to cum again... L let s cum t together... please? He pounded her like there was no tomorrow, balls aching from the impacts they endured, until finally, he hilted and came inside her, her colon filling quickly with the volume of his load and moving on to the small intestine.He occasionally thrust again to renew the orgasm, reinvigorating him to keep going. Every passing moment saw her bowels fill further and further, even stretching them out to a degree, until it reached her stomach. Her intestines stretched a little more, then a powerful blast of cum began to force his cum into her stomach, further filling it up. He groaned as he finished, saying, Whew, it s been so long since I tried that... He put his hand on her belly, and his cock instantly hardened again at its size. Being called aselfsucking whore only served to make Gwen moan even more around her own cock. She did however not want to cum before Stark did, wanting him to get as much pleasure as possible. She had been holding back. So when he told her to cum and he turned up the intensity of not just the device in her pussy but also his savage ass fucking she couldn't hold back any longer."Fuuuucckk... yessss. cuummm.... cum with meeee." She moaned as she began to feel his cock cumming in her ass. Her own cock erupted, filling her mouth with her own cum and covering her face and tits with the thick white sperm. It felt like Stark's cock was expanding in her ass, spraying the white hot cum deep into her and she could feel her stomach expanding even more.The force of the cum entering her ass and intestines forced some of the cum already in her mouth out the way it had originally entered. The thick cum came rushing up out of her mouth and nose as her whole body was wrecked with the most intense orgasm of her life. She gurgled on the cum, trying to swallow while her pussy and and quivered and her cock shot out more cum on her face, tits and stomach.Her stomach was stretched to a degree that seemed ridiculous. But she smiled at the man. "Fuck... that... was intense. I think I need a little time, but when can we do that again?" She asked the man that had just fucked her fat. Gwen held back her orgasm at first when Stark asked her to cum, but his speeding up and the amping up he gave the device s power, he was able to make her cum on his cock, hard. And when she did, her asshole squeezed down hard on his cock, helping him towards orgasm himself.She moaned out a short sentence before she came herself, filling her stomach and coating her front with her cum, some even splashing into her hood and hair, possibly staining them with her somewhat potent seed. He could even hear her trying to swallow her load as it exploded from her lips, further coating her tits and expanded stomach.She most definitely looked pregnant by the time they both finished filling her stomach up from both sides, her heavy belly swaying along to the rhythm of her heavy breathing. She smiled, confessed that she d had fun, and asked when they could do this again. Stark, however, just chuckled.He generated a nano sheath for his cock, and pulled out, a huge butt plug forming as he removed his rock hard cock from the device. Maybe not long at all. I mean, I still have one last load in here before we re done, and you d hate to leave your customer wanting more, wouldn t you? Of course you would. He laid her so that his stiff cock was laying in between her pussy lips and under her balls. He rubbed the sensitive folds across his meat, lifting the still cum filled orbs with every stroke. He lifted her a little more and lowered her onto his length, groaning at his own sensitivity.He pressed a button on the chair, and two slim needles came out, unnoticeable if you weren t looking for or expecting them, and injected a purplish fluid into her balls. In mere moments, they would begin to grow larger, more packed with cum, and both her balls and cock would grow more sensitive.And simultaneously, they made achieving orgasm much harder, allowing for insane stamina and inhuman orgasms, which Stark knew as he began sucking on his new call girl s cock and fucking her pussy at the same time, also sticking his tongue into her cock hole. He usually used the mix of drugs on himself, but he wanted his candidate to feel amazing this last go round. Gwen was thoroughly exhausted from the massive multi orgasm that she had just experienced. But her spider stamina and her willpower kept her going. She felt Stark's cock being retracted but being replaced at the same time by just as massive a butt plug. The sensation was strange but quite lovely. She was panting to regain her energy. And then she smiled at him when he said he had another load before he was done. "I'm always ready for more of your cock Mr. Stark. If you fuck me that good I'll always keep cuming back for more."The blonde girl was lifted and then impaled on his large cock. Gwen felt the hardness entering her pussy and she squealed with pleasure, "Ohhh.. yeah! Fuck my tight pussy." as she squeezed down on his hardness with the muscles in her nether regions.Gwen didn't feel the needles that injected the drug into her. But she began to feel a swelling in her balls and cock. And she suddenly became extremely sensitive. She wasn't stupid and would most likely later realize that it was Mr. Stark's doing. But right at this moment she was lost in the pleasure. She moaned out as he fucked her and she felt his tongue beginning to suck her cock. The combined feeling was incredible. Stark s guest was exhausted as he pulled his cock out of her, panting to regain her breath and her stamina, though she smiled at him as he admitted he had one more load in his balls before he finished. She replied that she would always come back for more if this was to be her treatment.He chuckled again, and said, You re gonna be here anyway, Monday to Friday, and maybe weekends if you can cum in, from noon to 10PM, unless you can stay later, and you ll be doing a half hour show or two between six and nine, when the dickgirl crowd comes in, since our regular just quit.. I dunno, Tuesday? When she squealed as he impaled her tight pussy with his thick cock, struggling to get it all the way in, despite the extreme amount of girlcum she was producing, he groaned as well, his cock twitching noticeably inside her tight cunt.He noticed that she was squeezing down on him, her tightness almost rejecting his cock as he fucked her. He kissed her neck. What s the matter, my whore? Don t you like my cock impaling your pussy? How aboutnow? He thrust into her, hard, forcing his cock into her up to her cervix. Stark groaned and said, OH, I didn t expect that to work! Oh, gods, you re so tight, I might blow this last load right now... Then the serum began to work its real magic, loosening her cervix.Stark hadn t expected that, given the fact that he d never used it on a Futanari before, but the surprise wasn t at all unwelcome. The combined weight of Gwen herself and her packed intestines and stomach caused her so slowly sink onto Stark s cock as he fucked herFinally, on one thrust, he broke through her loosened cervix, hitting the far side of her womb and groaning, completely hilted in her. It was as if the two of them were made for each other, Stark fitting so perfectly inside Gwen. He continued to fuck her powerfully after a moment, still giving her a blowjob, and now fondling her packed to bursting, heavy, dilated balls and rubbing her clit at the same time. When she finally felt him penetrate her so deep that his cock entered her cervix she cried out in pure pleasure. She had never felt anything like it and she was sure her mind was going. His cock was so deep inside her but it felt so good and natural. And the combined feeling of pleasure from her clit and her cock was adding to the sensation.Gwen could not utter a single coherent sentence let alone intelligible words. She was moaning and drooling with the taste of cum in her mouth. Every time Stark's fat cock hilted out in her pussy she could feel the cum in her stomach being forced up and extra cum being added to her mouth, making her savor the taste.He fucked her so hard that all her world was him and his cock and the promise of release that they brought. She could only wish for an orgasm that the drug prevented as she bounced on his perfect cock. Gwen s cry of pleasure as Stark penetrated her innermost, previously private place, he himself groaned along with her. He was certain that he couldn t possibly be feeling the same thing as she was, but it must ve been pretty close, minus the stimulation her pussy was getting.He took his fingers, coated in her juices, and licked two of them, savoring the slightly bitter taste, before parting Gwen s lips and placing the other three in her mouth, turning her lips towards him. He quit sucking on her cock and began kissing her passionately.He also began jerking her off, pressing the tip of his finger into her dick and plugging the flow of precum, causing it to build up, which likely caused her a great deal of pleasure, as it did Stark. He was nearly ready to cum, tasting the salty sweet combination of their cum mixing and sloshing between their mouths, just as he and Pepper used to do...He groaned again, much louder this time, feeling himself on the edge. He started using shorter, more powerful strokes, pounding into her tight cunt and womb more powerfully with every movement. He could feel the cum rising in her belly with each piston like strike into her sacred space.He sped up again, then hilted in her as he came powerfully into her womb, the space immediately hitting capacity and bloating out, forcing a load of cum into Stark s throat and stomach, though he didn t mind at all. All he cared about was his new employee slash fucktoy.He moved his hand back to her balls and clit, playing with them as the only organ that he hadn't filled to capacity and beyond yet, besides her lungs, grew and swelled with his baby batter, filling even her Fallopian tubes to their limit. Her middle swelled and bounced with every burst of cum he released inside her. His orgasm finally waned, and he slumped back in the chair, taking her on top of himself, still kissing her as the displacement continued to fill his own stomach to full.After the displacement had ended, he parted lips with her, a stream of cum still connecting their lips as he chuckled and said, Before you say anything, you told me to make you a pregnant spider. Did I not deliver? He placed the hand he wasn t masturbating her with and gently slapped her belly, causing it to ripple and a little more cum to slosh out of her mouth.

['Jane', 'Stacy']

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Duo of Fortune w/Sweetpea

See more "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" When Hikaru opened his eyes, he found himself not inside of his room sleeping, but inside of a room that looks to be a fancy large room that is draped in velvet blue. There also fancy furniture, and on a couch sits a weird looking old man with along nose, smiling at the young man. "Welcome back esteemed guest, it has been along while since you have visited this place " The man said crossing his arm. "I am just seeing how you are doing, young one...you have been all by your lonesome doing battle by yourself...so I have done you the favorite of bringing someone special." He points to a velvet chair, and there is another young man there."...what is the meaning of this, Igor?" Hikaru demanded. "You brought someone else to sign the contract?""its not against the rules Plus, he has the potential. It wouldn't hurt to give you a partner." Igor grins widely, and if the young man starts to wake, he greets him. "You are awake! Excellent....Welcome to the Velvet Room. This place exists between dream and reality, mind and matter. I am Igor " Much like one would do in a dream, Pascal just went along with the proceedings. He was still half asleep, and his brain seemed to be on auto pilot for now. "Oh...uh, sure." He said, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Pleasure to meet you....Igor, was it? Pascal Frederickson's the name." the young man replied, holding out a hand for a handshake. "And who's the lady?"His eyes wandered to the girlish figure in the other seat, who was visibly annoyed by something. "Hm? This is my attendant, Megara. She gets cranky when she doesn't have her tea." He waves a flick of his hand and appears a table with tea cups and a steaming kettle. "My dear boy, the reason that I called you here is to form a contract to to help you unleash your full potential. Do you see this boy?" He points to Hikaru, who crossed his arms. "He has already been in a contract for a year, and he has been by his lonesome. He would needyour help to change the world for the better. What do you say?" "Oh. You're a boy? I'm sorry. You have...very soft features." Pascal said, muttering an apology. She HE was kinda cute, he had to admit. The earrings suited him well, as did the skirt."Contract for what? You're not making much sense, old man." He'd continue, leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms. Unbeknownst to himself, he was now fully awake, and not dreaming. He knew himself a lucid dreamer, so he figured this wasall a dream. Perhaps he could take HIkari by the arm and pound him behind the door, if he wasn't waking up by then. "Thanks..." Hikaru doesn't seem to be amused by this, so he just sighs. "What the nose is trying to say that you are here to sign a contract because you can summon a Persona just like me." Is this guy even awake? He doesn't seem like it, so he would just like the old man explain."Yes, what he said is true. Persona reflect the inner soul, the power within you come to life on the other side. You can summon this power, I can assure you. The contract will bind you to this place until it is fulfilled." Igor placed a piece of paper on the table. "If you do, then you shall have access to the velvet room to help with your journey!" "Sure, whatever. Where do I sign so I can get out of here?" He said, waving at the papers in a dismissive fashion. "This is positively the most boring dream I've had in quite some time. Let's just get on with it, yeah?"He stood up from his seat and walked over to Hikaru's chair, leaning over the back and looking down at the boy with a mischievous grin. "I'd much rather get to know this cute boy of yours, so..." Hikaru crossed his arms. "You can't be serious...this isn't a hook up, this is serious business!" He turns to Igor, annoyed of the situation. "You could've chosen someone else other than this horndog?""Do not worry, everything will be fine. Since you have signed the contract, then I shall give you this key to access the Velvet room anytime you wish." Igor offers,chuckling as he sips his tea. Hikaru doesn't seem to be pleased, standing up as he decides to leave this place."I'm going to wake up now, if you behave yourself, i'll see you in the real world." He grumbles. "Oof. Shot down in my own dream? That's a new one..." Pascal winced, taking his hands off the chair and letting Hikaru pass him by."So what does this key do, anyway? Is it one of those magical 'every door is now a portal' keys?" He'd ask Igor, holding the object in his palm as he looked at it. "Doesn't seem to be anything special about it, if you ask me." "This key gains you access to the velvet room anytime you wish from the real world. There are certain access points around the city that you can enter through, but only those with the keys can see the portal...however, right now you cannot enter unless you awaken you Persona." Igor explains. "When you do, you can come by anytime to manage demons and fuse them to create something stronger. You might need them..." He looks up as he can hear the bell tolls. "It looks like your time is up. In the realworld, meet up with dear Hikaru would you?" "Hold on! I don't even know where to find HIkaru, or how to get this Persona thing you mentioned. I've got so many questions!" "If not in the real world, then the Blue Butterfly will guide you to the Mythical Parallel. Good luck " Igor waves goodbye as the young man's vision would flash in white, waking up in the real world.Hikaru would wake up himself, the morning sun would shines through the window, grumbling as he couldn't believe what had happened. Oh well, a new day has begun, and he has to get ready for school. He does his normal routine and puts on his uniform, and he left his room. He has an entire dorm house to himself as he has an important position, plus it is better this way since he has work at night he has to do. Though he wonders if the guy would track him down. Pascal had graduated four years prior. There wasn't any way he'd find Hikaru without a sheer stroke of luck. Or at least one would think so, at first. See, just last summer, he had graduatedagain, this time from a prestigious music school, and now he was employed at the local university as a musical theory professor.It'd be his first day after being hired, and he was understandably nervous. Hikaru sighs as he walks on campus, and he has to get to class early. Already people are talking about that they have seen the new Musical Theory teacher, how he is a handsome one and all that jazz. The old teacher's absence happened for a reason, but he didn't think that they would find a replacement that quickly. All of a sudden, he almost jumps when he saw a velvet butterfly fluttering and landed on the door. "what...it cannot be..." He stares for a moment, before he opens the door, peeking into the room for anyone that happens to be inside. And there Pascal was, hard at work preparing to meet his first students. He was in the middle of placing sheets on desks, and didn't so much as even notice the door being opened.As he worked, he hummed a song someone with classical training might recognize as Tchaikovsky. He wore something one could only describe as a business casual attire, and unlike the way he looked in his dream, he was clean shaven and sported a comb over. "Oh god..." Hikaru couldn't believe this, that pervert is a teacher? this is a very awkward situation, and the butterfly flutter towards Pascal, no doubt getting his attention and he has no choice but to explain things to him. He enters into the classroom, luckily the room is empty. "Ahem..." he clears his throat to get his attention. "So you are a teacher huh? What a coincidence." He said as he walks towards the man and he suppose that he could introduce himself. "If you have forgotten, I suppose that i should get to know you...my name is Suzuki Hikaru, the one you met in the Velvet Room." Pascal blinked a few times as he saw a face he'd previously only seen in his dream. Was he still dreaming? He looked out the window. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary...other than this boy being here. "Sorry, I don't think we've met before...though you look very familiar." He said, thinking this must all be some kind of crazy coincidence. "I'm Pascal Frederickson. Don't worry about the 'professor' part. I'm barely five years older than all of you, so..." "...Ah,I see.." Hikaru believes that the teacher might not have remembered, but it will come to him soon. "Well,I thought I might introduce myself, I am in your class after all." He has decided to keep it a secret for now, but it would only be a matter of time before he learns of the truth. "If you are not doing anything after school, could I talk to you after school? Its something very important." he doesn't have a lot of time, this isn't even his first class, so he has to get going. "Of course! Always happy to talk." Pascal replied, smiling warmly. He may be a closeted pervert, but being a decent person is his favorite pass time. "Have a good day, Suzuki." "...ok." Hikaru nods as he left the classroom. That was shorter than expected, but he lets it go, as he went about his day being a regular school student. "What an oddball, can he really summon a Persona? The school day has ended quickly than he expected, and hopes that he would catch the guy at the faculty office, if not, then back at the classroom. Hikaru kept his head down, searching the corner for something, or someone that he doesn't want to run into. It is safe to head towards the office to look for Pascal, hoping that he didn't forget his promise. Pascal had a perfectly fine day of work. The students paid attention to him, and he had genuine fun. Considering Hikaru wanted to talk in private, the faculty room wasn't quite the best place to speak, what with all the teachers coming together there after school, so he waited back in his classroom. That was the first place to look, but now he should check back to the classroom where they first met. "Hello?" He opens the door to the classroom to find him there alone. He turns and locks the door by turning the lock just in case. "Good, now I have to talk to you about something important." Hikaru approached the teacher. "What can you remember about your dream last night? Were you inside of an airship and met an old man with a long nose?" The teacher had set up with two glasses of water, on on his side of the table, and one on the other. He was about to offer Hikaru a glass, but Suzuki came out swinging. "Am I on a hidden camera show?" He asked, looking a little angry as he scanned the room and windows. "Where's the cameras? This isn't funny." "Huh? No, there are no cameras here, just listen to me." Hikaru tries to calm him down. "You will be put in a dangerous situation when midnight strikes, you will be pulled into a opposite world of Yonozuna called the Mythical Parallel." He tries to explain to him as calmly as possible. "Normally, it is invisible to humans but there are few that are pulled into it if they have the potential to summon Personas. Tonight, you will be pulled in, the same as I will. When It happens, you will know right away. Which is why I want to help you." There really wasn't anyway to explain all this with things Pascal already knew, so there wasn't much else he could do but listen. And listen he did."What evenisa Persona?" He asked, putting his hands to his head. "Are you trying to tell me that allwasn'ta dream? ...if so...please accept my humblest of apologies for hitting on you. I was certain it was all a dream! I'm a lucid dreamer, you see..." "Didn't you listen what the Nose said? Personas are the manifestation of your inner self, it can only be summoned in the Mythical Parallel, and you can summon it...umm, you can't right now , but I can teach you." He waves it away. "I don't blame you, it wasn't really a dream and I'll let it go. It is more important for you to survive at midnight, and I can show you the way." He moves closer to him, reaching into his bag as he handed him a Red Fox Pin. "Keep this, I want you have it at all times. It will show that you are friendly to Red Shadows that roam around the city." "I mean, he didn't at all speak about anything like that..." The teacher half heartedly retorted.When the pin was placed in his hand, he just sheepishly stared at it for a moment, before pinning it to his collar. "Thanks. I don't even know what a 'Red Shadow' is, but thanks." "You will...but now we will have to wait until midnight. Meet me at the entrance gate so we can get started, you dont have to worry about a thing if you come on time." Hikaru nods as he walks towards the door and unlocks it. "Remember what I said." And he left to prepare himself for the night, and he has plenty of time to do other things.Hikaru always stay by the gate at 11 pm, there is no one patrolling the outside of the school. And he leans on the wall, waiting for the teacher to show up. A polished black Volkswagen Polo rolls up to the campus gate, and the passenger side window rolls down. Pascal cranes his neck towards the boy, smiling warmly. "Door's open and the heater's on, if you wanna get out of the cold." Hikaru saw the car pull up, good, he is on time. SInce he came early, he walks over to the passenger and opens the door to sit inside. "Very punctual, thats good. It would be dreadful if you were late." He said, his cheeks are red from the cool spring air. "All we have to do now is wait. We have 30 minutes for the magic hour." He shivers a bit, he really hates the cold of the season, at least it isn't raining. The car was indeed warm, inside, and the elder male turned up the heat a bit for good measure, before asking: "You want to go somewhere, or are we talking here?"For the moment, he parked the car in a nearby designated parking space, and turned off the lights. "I could treat you to some fast food, or something, if you're hungry?" "Its better than we stay here, just relax." He closed his eyes to try to calm himself. "You can ask any question you like?" Hikaru wanted to rest his eyes for a bit, for 30 minutes at least. "I am fine, hunger and thirst will not be a problem later." He informed him. "Oh right, you might need this just in case." He opens his eyes, digging into his backpack and pulls out a handgun. "Don't worry about it, this is a airgun, but it becomes real later on. The shadows would become dangerous,and we need to defend ourselves." "Honestly, this stuff is so insane that I keep wondering whether I took some acid and just ended up on a bad trip. An airsoft gun, really? You know, you're lucky you're pretty, or I wouldn't humor you like this." He replied, turning on some soft jazz music, leaving the toy gun in his lap."So when is this 'thing' supposed to happen? Do we go back to sleep?" "I will teach you how to use it, and also, when morning arrives,i'll tell you more. Thankfully, tomorrow is Sunday so we will have plenty of time." He said, as he sigh. "In 25 minutes, we will enter into the Mythical Parallel. It doesn't matter if we are awake or sleep." Hikaru sighs, still having his eyes closed. "Like I said,you will know when it comes. It will be very obvious." "Well...alright." Pascal relented, leaning into his seat and closing his eyes. "Wake me up when it happens, I suppose." It has been quiet for some time now, Hikaru didn't say a word as he has fallen asleep. A sudden wave fell over them, which cause him to shot himself awake. The moon is full, and it turns Crimson Red as the environment changes. The night sky is still there, along with the city light, but now there are creatures flying in the distance. "We are here," He said, as he looks at Pascal to see if he is awake. When the boy spoke, Pascal instinctively woke, and let out a light groan. "Hrnn...what do you mean, 'here'? We're still in my car and I don't see anything different...though the lighting's a little strange. Is there a fire?" "Its still kicking in, but you'll see, just drive and you will see." Hikaru said as he crossed his arms. If he took his advice, then they would see that the city has changed.Its like driving through a flashy entertainment district as the night life starts to happen. There are people walking about, but they look to be shadows without distinguished features. Walking around and acting like they are rich people enjoying the high life. "This is the Mythical Parallel, the other world." He did as ordered, and looked around like the world was on fire. "A are those people dead?" He asked as they passed by a horde of what seemed to be shades of people. "No, those are Shades. Shadows that are harmless, they represent people's desire for happiness." Hikaru explain, as he looks up ahead. "You can park at the casino up ahead, we cannot go any further." There is a flashy looking casino, there are no other cars in the parking, so they could park wherever they please. "This is the Crimson District, a good starting point for you to learn." He parks the car neatly in a space, and gives the boy a look. "You're not old enough to gamble."The man crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "It'd be irresponsible for me to take you there. Can't we do this anywhere else?" "Ugh, We are not here to gamble, this is a starting point to get you to unleash your Persona!" He gets out of the car, and the air is warm as a summer breeze. "Just calm down, this is essential. We are not going in, just stand here with me and we can begin your training." He promised, as he taps his foot as if to wait for something to appear. "Bring the gun," He has gotten his own as a blob of darkness starts to form. "This is a Shadow, distorted desires that has taken shape. It wants to eat humans, and so this is your opportunity to defend yourself." "How is this thing any different from those figures we saw before? Both seem like shadow people to me." He replied, holding his gun without any type of trigger safety. He'd never held a firearm in his life, so you can't really blame him. "It doesn't seem all too intent on eating us, either?" "The difference is that Shades are focused on their human desires, so they are harmless...Shadows on the other hand, lust for chaos and destruction to further their desires. They would attack anything, that includes us." Hikaru points out, the shadow blob starts to violently pop as its form is gone, and a circular beast is born from it. It is a creature with a wide mouth and sharp teeth. "See?" "Jesus Christ!" Pascal exclaims, visibly recoiling from the creature and almost dropping his weapon. "So, what? Do I just shoot it!?"Shakily pointing the toy pistol at the creature, the older male glanced at his 'teacher', with very little confidence. "Yes, you have to be able to defend yourself. Luckily for you, this is only a small fry, so you should beat it easily. Here, let me show you." Hikaru raised his gun and shot at the creature, and it hurts it. "See? Easy, you just try to concentrate." He moves over and places his hands on his teacher to steady his aim. "Just breathe, it will be okay." With a gulp, the man steadies his aim and pulls the trigger. Six times. In what basically equates to a panic. With his eyes closed."D did I kill it?" He asks, when all is said and done, his ears still ringing. "Yes...but remember, never close your eyes while shooting. It could lead to bad things." He warned him, as they creature disappears and it drops golden coins. "Sometimes they can drop gold and goodies for you to take. Do you feel any different?" He asked him if he felt anything. "I don't know? The way the thing dropped coins kind of makes me feel like I'm in a role playing game, I suppose? I don't feel particularly different, though." He replied, lowering his gun and feeling some of the coins with his foot. "You'll feel it, just take the coins. They can be used in the real world too, they can turn into Yen." He said, as he thought of it. "Okay, we can try again. The more SHadows you defeat, the more powerful you can become." He said, Hikaru shrugs. "I'll teach you more, and maybe then you can summon your Persona then."

['Hikaru']

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Cana's Drunken Fantasy (for xMandyx)

Aether Amellwould be in the back office of the Fiore Fountain, a cheeky name for the bar as they would constantly keep the liquor flowing like fountain there. Still it was a nice place for people to get drunk but not too classy nor a slum. Aether was owner, not by choice but because his family had been killed, there had been plenty of rumors about them as it involved a ritual and a dark guild. They weren't mages but people always kept rumors that they were supporters of illegal guilds, but he kept the place running in their place putting off his own work as he had been a guild member of a smaller guild, but mostly he ran it out of spite to those that disrespected his family.Still he was unaware that he was the target of an investigation, it wouldn't have been the first time as nothing stuck but today was no different. A request went to several bigger guilds in Fiore, but given that the bar was run in the same town as Fairy Tail, they had gotten first crack at the job. Investigate the owner Aether Amell and prove that he was either with or supported Dark Guilds, or prove he had no connections to any Dark Guild. Naturally there were several members of Fairy Tail who thought this would be an easy job, go grab him and interrogate him properly. Or Menace the bar and cause enough of a scene that he'd do something in retaliation. Though there were others that considered a more subtle approach. Problem was a lot of the people who could go were famous enough to be recognized.But still Aether would be working the bar and handling drinks. He didn't seem concerned or care about his situation, at the very least he didn't seem like he was the target of investigations. He was chatting up patrons, even helping take orders at the tables as it was a busy shift the man was nothing if not a good worker even if he was the boss. Besides having the boss show is face and do grunt work, made people bitch less as they couldn't say he wasn't around to help out all that much. That was more just good business than anything else to him. Still after several minutes he'd be leaning against the bar, it had been a busy two hours so he was leaning back a bit as things were starting to become breathable. With just another day at the guild,Canasat there at the bar with a drink in her hand, keeping to herself as all the guild non sense surrounded her. It was late in the afternoon but never too late to enjoy a beverage at the guild and chat with Mira. It was through her that Cana was informed about a job that would suit her best since it involves one of her many watering holes, the Fiore Fountain. Investigate and interrogate the bar owner? That s more like something Elfman or someone should be doing or to send Lucy to flaunt her assets around and do something useful Cana thought to herself, downing the rest of her drink and slamming the glass down. Detective work wasn t really Cana s thing but the pay was actually quite well and she was going to be at the bar so maybe this wouldn t be so bad after all. She was a little curious why nobody else was able to finish this job and collect the reward yet. Alright then....Fiore Fountain it is... she smiled at Mira before heading off. Casually waking across town, Cana began thinking about the job. Was she expected to just corner the owner and beat it out of him? That sounded like a good idea but definitely wouldn t work. If he had any information regarding a dark guild, he d be much better than that. For now, Cana decided it d be best to just make her appearance and at least enjoy a drink or two at Fiore Fountain.Finally reaching the bar, Cana gave it a once over. It seemed pretty simple and nothing immediately stood out to her as far as the outside of the bar goes. Shrugging her shoulders, Cana kicked the door, causing it to swing open, stepping into the crowded bar as it closed behind her. Whew....looks like I came to the right kind of place, I wish more jobs were like this she grinned, walking up to the bar and taking a seat. She immediately recognized Aether and shouted over to him, give me the best you got and open my tab! She'd have heard from Mira, that while Fairy Tail was generally welcome, people tended to be leery when someone showed up that didn't seem to comfortable there. Elfman wasn't very subtle, and Lucy despite her assets had to deal with her carry ons in Natsu and Gray and neither of them could help not making a scene where ever they went.When Cana arrived he gave her a look and started to laugh when she kicked it in and started to speak. He knew Cana well enough, not too well but enough to know her on sight and having chatted with her before. He'd shake his head as he cracked his knuckles. "Ha, I'm pretty sure your tab could only be handled by the King at this point but sure why not?" He added as he grabbed the bar and did a bit of a flip over the bar and started to look at her."Alright you want your usual then or something special?" He asked her curiously and started to prepare everything for what she needed. At the very least he'd get her the bottle, nice thing about her was that she didn't usually need the glass all that much. So he'd be able to least cut that off, not to mention she held her liquor better than most so she wasn't going to cause scenes. And even if they did Fairy Tail always paid their debts, one way or another."So any interesting jobs since you last came in, are you are celebrating, or is it just Tuesday again?" He asked which was a joke giving it was Thursday but the woman didn't need an excuse to drink. Well if the king is buying....then by all means just slip a few extra drinks to his tab and it will be our secret she winked and chuckled. Besides, shouldn t a regular like me be able to earn some sort of special treatment? Don t I keep you in business hmm? And come on now, when was the last time kicked someone s ass in here?....well besides the last time because they deserved it For being a bar owner, Aether didn t really stand out as someone to be concerned with. Apparently that s the idea of needing to interrogate him, the least suspicious people. So what if she was to be doing a job. There s no reason she couldn t enjoy herself first and eventually dig at him. Like you need to ask she laughed. Yes, jusssst slide the bottle on down and sure....I m an adventurous gal, let me see what kind of special drink you got for me , leaning over the counter a bit, unintentionally offering a generous view of her cleavage even though her apparel never left much to the imagination as it was.Her eyes wandered around the room, recognizing a few of the locals and the rest of the patrons appeared to be travelers passing through. Heh...it doesn t matter what day of the week it is. With the proper people...or person, there s always a reason to celebrate. Jobs are never interesting unless you re with someone that fucks it up and causes a huge ruckus....THEN...things are exciting. I ve been waiting for Fiore Fountain to have a taste testing job but you re still holding out on us "Cana, I'm more concerned you are going to drink me out of business, I've seen you drink your weight in booze." He told the woman with a chuckle as he gave her a look as he worked on and handed her the bottle. Though he'd take notice of her ample cleavage that was normally on display but she was making a bit more of a show of it, not that he minded she was very beautiful and sexy as well."I'll make you something special don't worry about that, you know me I'm always experimenting with something." He mused as Aether started to get a few bottles and some mixers to make her something while he looked back at her still enjoying the view she was giving whether it was intentional or not.Though as she was sitting there she would certainly hear some drunken gossip, Fiore Fountain was a popular watering hole because drinks were cheaper than their competitors and despite that it was never watered down. Which was strange, Cana certainly knew the cost of a good bottle and the one she had in front of her was cheaper than what she'd get elsewhere even at the guild. Was it possible he was supplementing his funds with other means?"Taste tester huh? So what Cana you want me to put you in a room, blindfold you and stick things in your mouth and let you tell me how good they taste?" He asked with a flirty tone and wink before putting a tall glass in front of her. "Give that a taste, I call it the Fiore Fusion, all local stuff." He grinned and her taking a drink she'd find it to be a very dangerous drink, the kind of things she drank was all over the place but she'd see what alcohol he had poured into it, and despite that she could barely taste the liquor instead finding it a very sweet drink, not overly sweet but definitely in the candy range of sweetness. "Well, I'll let you sample that." Put you out of business by drinking my weight in booze? Are you calling me fat buddy? giving Aether a forceful finger to the chest. Though in a somewhat playful fashion, the strength of her poke was sure to be felt. Cana knew that her drinking and capability to hold her liquor was well known amongst other things. Grabbing the bottle and raising it to her lips, she took a generous sip while taking notice to Aether s wandering eyes. Typical guy... she smirked to herself. Even Cana couldn t deny her attractive appearance. What most men end up finding out the hard way though is that she was able to be rowdy and display her strength in an instant as well.Her eyes widened at his blindfold comment, a bit of alcohol spilling from her mouth as she put the bottle back onto the counter. Talking to patrons and making them feel welcomed to the bar as well as enticing them to spend money was certainly part of the job but his comment did seem to elude to other antics whether it was intentional or simply playful. Wiping her mouth clean, a smirk spread on her face. Maybe....if I was drunker she laughed. So just like that huh? It s a shame you re hard at work, I could use a drinking buddy to enjoy this brushing her hair from her face, Cana didn t hesitate to take a drink. Her taste buds were immediately greeted with the sweet flavor. The drink went down smoothly too, though heavy with alcohol, there was the faintest sign of it. Mmmm....that....was really good! You must have put all the expensive stuff in there didn t you eh? If that s the case you ll definitely go out of business having to pay for expensive liquors to keep in stock because....I m going to be asking for this all the time! she said with excitement.Of course Cana has to subtly inquire about the price of the booze since the Fiore Fountain managed to charge less then everywhere else in town. Instead of taking another sip to taste, Cana downed the rest of the glass, sliding through empty glass back towards Aether as a sign for a refill. Meanwhile her body was beginning to react to the sudden intake of high alcohol liquor. A warmth spread throughout her body while her head felt a little heavy. Hey....and that one was really sweet.....where was the alcohol damnit? You better not be holding out on me are you? Or are you hiding the good stuff in the back? "So I should ask you again in about 10 minutes?" Aether charmed once more after her almost spit take from his suggestion about the job she wanted as a taste tester. He'd have his fun with her, why not he could indulge every now and again. Shouldn't he? Besides the worst she could do was say no as long as he didn't hurt her, Fairy Tail wouldn't come busting up the place.He grinned to himself and laughed. "Oh? Well I mean that was more special just for you since you wanted a challenge there Cana. Do you think I'd put that much liquor into a normal drink? No I want my patrons to live not need to be dragged out to an ambulance." He teased her further and at her remark he nodded. "I can probably come from behind the counter, I just like to help out and show the staff the boss isn't afraid of getting his hands dirty, but it's not like it's my shift." He explained."It was mostly alcohol Cana, here I'll make it again in front of you." He assured her and Aether once again repeated the drink as she saw three different liquors and a mixer go into the drink, she saw the content, it was three fours liquor, a quarter mixer with one ice cube broken up in a shaker before he put the glass in front of her. Like before it would taste sweet but not boozy, even if she had been struck by the generation earlier."I've been experimenting with taste and mixing drinks. This Fiore Fusion is a bit nicer than the staff wanted to call it the Fiore Fucked Up because that's what you'll be after a few of these. It's meant to taste like there isn't a lot of liquor in it so people keep ordering it but it's got a punch to it once it settles. And it's not like this can be bottled." He mused and came out from behind the counter to be at her side. "Why getting scared of it?" Cana couldn t help that she was such a lush. The hidden alcohol taste from the Fiore Fusion was quickly taking effect, even for such a heavy drinker such as herself. Of course adding in the day drinking she had already done, a normal person would have been slumped over and passed out in the corner already. A special drink just for me? I m beginning to like this place more and more. I even get to put the boss man to work chuckling, Cana s head began feeling even heavier and her face flushed. Getting hit so suddenly was definitely unusual for her but sitting there and watching Aether make a second drink for her, unless the bottles were tampered with, they were all recognizable labels. Her focus quickly changed those as her taste buds were more excited for another glass of Fiore Fusion.Her eyes lit with excitement once Aether put the fresh drink in front of her and came around the bar to join her. Trying to maintain her composure, Cana was slowly beginning to struggle as drunkenness began taking over her body. Fuck...me up? No....I ll fuck THEM up! *hic* clearly not catching the full understanding of what Aether told her.Taking a long drink she quickly put it back down, grabbing a fist full of Aether s shirt and pulling him up against her chest. Getting scared? What do you mean by that? If you want to see scary....I ll showwwww *hic* you scary. . Looking him dead in the eyes, she grabbed the glass with her other hand and downed it in front of him. That derrrrink gots nothing. Can you take me in the back and show me the real shhtuff hmmm? she grinned. "Heh I'm sure you will Cana." Aether was taking notice of her as she hadn't realized the potency of the stronger drinks. He had seen her once polish off a large amount of regular liquor but this had been higher content than she normally chugged and with the way it tasted and the delayed effect she had worked her way through the third before getting to this state.But when she grabbed him he had been surprised and was pulled to her chest feeling the heavy, ample breasts against his body. "I see you are a brave woman, of course you are, you are from Fairy Tail." He chuckled and then watched her take the third like a champ, though the effects were getting to her certainly."Okay, okay I'll take you into the back, but if you start sampling too much I'll have to punish you Cana." He flirted with a wink and then put his arm around her and helped her to the back behind the bar. Though he'd swat at her hands if she tried to take any booze on the way into the back. She'd find herself with him alone in the storeroom for the immediate needs which had a round table and chair. "So what are you looking for here Cana." He suggested with another door leading to what seemed to be a basement and the other to the back of the tavern for deliveries. Hmpffff, I d like to see you try and stop me... she teased, accepting his arm around her, Aether leading her to the back behind the bar. With all the commotion going on already in the bar, the two went somewhat unnoticed as they left the main area. Immediately another wave of intoxication came over her. Cana couldn t quite believe the fast effects of the alcohol Aether gave her though at the same time, her dizzying focus was throwing everything for a loop. Without his assistance, Cana would have surely struggled to walk to the back.Her liquor greedy hands did make a couple attempts at a couple bottles within reach only to be playfully swatted away. Ahhhh I get it....don t bother with those...you got something better.....got it got it got....*hic* it she let out a sigh of relief when they finally escaped most of the noise and entered the store room. The door closed behind them and flushed out all the noise for the most part leaving them alone. Is this it? Heeeeerrrre I thought you d have like....five times more shelves full of booze. You aren t holding out on me are you? Plus where s your drink? A girl can t be drinking alone Aether...come on now . The labels on the bottles were now only a jumble of letters but grabbing for the first one in sight, Cana popped it open and took a drink before stumbling back to Aether, almost falling into him, pressing onto his chest, offering him to drink from the bottle. It was then she noticed the door to the basement. Gasping with excitement, she tugged on his arm, trying to drag him towards the basement door. That s it isn t it....that s where the good stuff is isn t it hmm smiling at him, pleading with him as she tugged his arm to go down there. What s a girl gotta so to go down there hmmmm? Aether smirked as he watched her there and swatted at her hands. "Well yes, but it's more the bartenders need those to work Cana. so don't complain too much it was either your hands or your butt I slapped at." He flirted once more as he brought her into the back and with the door closed they'd only hear some music and a few voices but nothing like the bar."I mean I was working and I have to tend to a very special customer." He teased but as she grabbed a bottle she'd drink from it and he'd sigh at her actions, it wasn't that expensive anyway. But at her bringing it to his lips he'd drink with her and share the bottle. At first he was let her settle herself and sit on his lap but she'd be back up again when she saw the basement door and he'd get back up."That's my office and yes where some of the rarest bottles are Cana...." He sighed heavily. "Heh, what are you offering to do to get into my private collection?" He asked as he teasingly stood between her and the door. "I mean we're drinking buddies after all, but I think you just are using me for my collection. If I let you drink it all then you'd have no reason to show that pretty face around here." He flirted again, being more open as he took another swig. Just...your office huh. Hmmm I knew it. I knew you d have something extra special and rare. You re such a scoundrel though making a girl like me earn her way into it. Her body weakening from drunkenness, Cana didn t put up much of a fight tugging at Aether and instead gave up completely when he told her she was pretty. You...think I m pretty hmm? she blushed, playfully smiling. Appearing a few times in Sorceror Weekly, her flawless appearance was already known but being called out, alone, and drunk, had a different effect on her.Dazed, she stumbled a bit, reaching for the chair. Oooffff....what the fuck is wrong with me.....hold on, let s sit for a minute, I m no good walking and drinking laughing she pulled Aether onto the lone chair and immediately seated herself on it, leaning back against him. Raising the bottle over her shoulder for him to drink. Entering the tavern to investigate the potential illegal activities has certainly taken a turn for the worse. Even though getting to the back would have been the first obstacle, Cana was now in no condition for any real work on the job. Snuggling back against them, she took a long deep breath, perfectly comfortable in the owners lap. Aether would smirk a bit as he looked at her from the door as she pawed at him a bit. "I mean you are someone who would easily drink me into foreclosure Cana. A boy has to have his secrets right?" He winked teasingly as he watched her. "Well yeah, you are gorgeous Cana. What kind of silly question is that? I mean you are well... my kind of girl, fun, straightforward and very easy on the eyes." He charmed but seeing her stumble towards the chair he'd stop playing around."Hey, I warned you about that drink it was going to be a knock out if you weren't careful." He stated with real concern for her before feeling her pull him the rest of the way to the chair as he had been made to sit down with Cana on his lap now. "Hey Cana I don't think you should..." He stopped as he was given the bottle and took another swig before sitting it on the table. "Hey now, come on just relax. Let's let that pass okay?" He stated as he reached up and held her.Though in her snuggling onto his crotch and letting her butt settle in, he had misaimed and his arms went around her breasts. A fact she'd be able to confirm excited him as her backside was feeling something a bit hard against it. "Sorry." He apologized and moved his hands around her exposed waist. "Just breath, and relax you can shut your eyes if the world is spinning I won't go anywhere...I can make all the time for you right now Cana." Cana gasped from his touch, his hands reaching around her and to her ample breasts. The sensation sent a wave of excitement through her body when normally, one would be dealt a serving of pain for groping her like that. Ending up so vulnerable on the target s lap, Cana presses back firmly against him. Sorry? That sorry just paid for my first couple drinks she giggled softly, clearly comfortable sitting there in Aether s lap.Listening to his words, Cana slowly closed her eyes which only heightened her focus, feeling his bulge pressing into her firm butt. A little shocked at his arousal, she had even forgotten about the open bottle on the table. Instead she playfully teased at him, grinding softly in his lap, turning her head to look at him over her shoulder. Should I be the one asking if you re relaxed? grinning playfully, her eyes locking into his. Grinding slightly more harder, feeling him pressed against her, leaning her head further back over her shoulder towards his face. "Ah I see yeah I did just pay for that huh?" Aether chuckled a bit as he realized what she meant but as he sat there and felt her now grinding against him he was the one needing to relax. But like him it was a bit hard. Cana was a lovely woman and she had a firm yet round rear rubbing against his crotch. "Well I have been a bit tense lately..." He admitted with a smirk as he looked at her facing him in this position."And tonight's been particularly... hard and tense. I'm looking forward to getting some relief later." He remarked as he stared at her face, but his eyes wandered down to her breasts but then back to her lips. "But seeing as how you are here, what do you say about helping me with another job?" He asked teasingly before leaning in and kissing her lips boldly. She'd find he tasted sweet as well, not like any other drink that was there but perhaps being around the open bottles something got on him, in him, regardless he'd taste delightful to her. But his boldness ended up getting the better of him as he reach up and massage her breasts after all she was grinding on his cock he might as well return the favor. Hard and tense even while at the bar? That just sounds like someone either not drinking enough.....or just not finding the right person she teased him, eyes locking into his while her body continued to squirm in the man s lap. Another job huh? I m already on a job....I think or did I finish it already? Does your job pay well... . Before Cana could speak further, her lips were greeted with Aether s own lips.Despite the small initial shock, Cana, in her vulnerable state, kissed him back, her lips pressed against his. Breaking from his lips briefly, she leaned towards his face once more, kissing him deeply, her tongue sliding into his mouth with the strong taste of liquor on her breath. She gasped slightly as she felt his hands on her breasts, squeezing at them through her top. Reaching a hand back behind his head, Cana urged him closer to her while they kissed. "Oh Cana, the kinds of jobs I was thinking of start with blow." Aether would grin and continue to kiss her back passionately as she was pushing him towards the kiss while he was fondling her breasts affectionately. Kissing her passionately as he would continue a bit more he would continue and then kept going for several minutes and decide on how to proceed. But after a bit more kissing he'd lift her up and then turn her so she'd be straddling his waist as he carried her."Did you know I live and work above the bar?" He asked her lustfully as he cupped her firm ass in his hands and then massaged it as he carried her out the back door to some stairs to head upstairs. "Assuming of course, you want to have a bit more fun." He flirted getting her to the door. Even drunk he'd still want her consent to having some kinky fun above the bar. "Only a little booze up here, but I think you'll be enjoying something else instead of the bottle." Their tongues wrestled each other, Cana moaning softly from his touch, her nipples hardened with excitement poking through her bikini top. Feeling herself being lifted up, she almost expected him to throw her down onto the table and go at it with a wild, but incredibly playful, drunken Cana. A night with her was always something to be remembered by her suitors. Instead, Aether grabbed at her ass and began walking her away to his own personal living quarters. I guess that s something I now get to find out hmm? Apparently you re more into comfort than a filthy storeroom though there s nothing wrong with getting a little filthy right? arms and legs wrapped around his neck and body while he carried her. With her head feeling heavy, it felt amazing to not have to walk anywhere.Finally entering his bedroom, she put her legs down to the floor, hands at his shoulders and slamming him back up against the door, a bit rough but not enough to actually hurt him. Despite her body yearning for sexual attention, she was also drunk and as strong as ever. Taking no look around his room, Cana pressed herself up against Aether, kissing him deeply once again, her hand reaching down and quickly finding his bulge, breasts pressing firmly against him. Mmmm she moaned, giggling playfully as she felt his hardness through his pants, throbbing against her hand. Rubbing him through his pants she began undoing his pants with the other hand. "Oh yeah, well even if I'm not all that classy, I figure you deserve something nice every once in a while don't you babe." He winked as he carried her up to his place but he did bring her to the bedroom. "But don't worry I'll be pounding you on a table, or against a wall, or some place naughty later." He chuckled as he gave her a few more kisses before setting him down. But then against the door.He'd be surprised by her strength and her need for sexual need as she'd shoved up against him and felt her breasts before she went for his cock. She'd find his cock was quite large as he took off her bikini top and fondled her breasts directly. "Nice, always wondered what they'd look and feel like naked." He groaned against her lips as he went back and shoved his tongue into her mouth. Once her top was off he'd be working on her tight pants and underwear.She'd be able to get his pants and boxers off easily enough he'd even move his hips to let them slid before kicking them off behind him along with his shoes and socks leaving his upper body for her. "Good thing I like naughty girls like you Cana." Sliding his pants down enough to expose Aether s manhood, his large cock sprang free. Hungrily kissing at the man once again, Cana s soft hand stopped sliding his pants down and allowed gravity to do the rest. Lifting her arms up, she allowed him to remove her top and expose her ample breasts before reaching back down at his cock giving him a firm squeeze, feeling his hardness in her bare hand.Still standing there pressed against Aether, she stroked him in a smooth fashion, feeling his hands tugging at her tight pants. Uhhmmm aahhhmmm giving him once last deep kiss, flicking her tongue along his before her lips broke from his. Panting, Cana looked at Aether with lust filled eyes. Heh heh, maybe if you re lucky... playfully swatting his hands from her ass.Sliding down his chest, Cana got down onto the ground, brushing her hair from her face, eyes locked on the swaying cock in front of her face. Let s just see if you how well you handle a naughty girl Cana teased, stroking his cock in front of her face. Leaning forward, she began planting small kisses all around his cock, working from top to bottom before running her tongue all around his shaft. She had just enough consciousness to know what was going on "Mhmm I'm pretty lucky already but I'm willing to press my luck if it means getting at your pot of gold Cana. " He'd moan softly as he felt her with what was going on down below. Watching her between his legs he'd start to stroke her hair affectionately but at the same time make sure he had clear slight lines to watch her flushed face start with what was about to happen."Oh I can handle a naughty girl, on a bed, against the wall, over a table, in front of all her friends. With her girlfriends." He winked and then watched as she began to stroke his cock before going for kisses as she gave his cock a worshiping. However she'd find something unexpected, his cock had a taste like wine, it was mixed in with his own scent and taste but it was clear that being around liquor enough seemed to let his scent mix with the two. Perhaps she'd enjoy that from her bar owning boy toy tonight."Ahhhh I could get used to this, maybe next time I'll have to pour some wine over it to let you really have your way with my cock Cana." He flirted as he reached down and fondled her generous breasts playfully but with a heated look in his eyes that screamed he wanted to not only fuck her but her tits as well. Cana always had a thing for guys playing with her hair whether they were petting her, running their fingers through her long dark hair or even holding it back when her drinking took a strong turn for the worst. Her playful eyes looking up at Aether, now a clear view with her hair brushed away. Guiding his cock across her face, she ran it along the smooth skin of her cheek, his hardness turning her on further. Bouncing it playfully off her Cana held his cock upright while her mouth lowered to his balls.Taking one into her mouth, she began suckling at Aether. She could have been soft and pleasurable or a bit rougher. It was all too hard to tell but what Cana did pick up was that he wasn t like most men. Aether didn t taste of a regular man but as a familiar alcohol. There was a hint of wine, she knew it for sure even while drunk. What luck for her to come across such a man to meet her needs. His ball then popped from her mouth with a wet plop.Leaning back up, Cana s lips parted and she took his head into her mouth. Her tongue immediately greeted him, swirling all around him. With a long satisfying moan, her head began lowering along his cock in a slow rhythm, sliding back and forth as she knelt in front of him. Mmmppffff Cana cooed, her hands now sliding up his chest, stretching as high as they could go, grabbing at his shirt. Aether watched her with hungry lustful eyes as he continued to fondle her breasts and stroke her hair while she was between his legs. "Ahhh yes that feels really good, I'm enjoying this. I love it when a woman knows what to do with a dick. If you aren't able to it feels like they aren't that naughty." He winked with a groan of pleasure.Looking down at her between his legs he'd groan again. "Damn, Cana you are as addicting as wine." He flirted letting her go to town with the bobbing of his cock as her hands went up his chest. He'd take off his shirt and let her have fun stroking his bare chest. He wasn't as ripped as some of the men she had at the guild but he was decently fit for a business man, plenty enough eye candy for her without being too stupidly good looking."Mhmm I'm gonna make you moan and scream in pleasure Cana so get your orgasms out of me now because yours are going to be non stop." He threatened with a good time as he moaned lustfully. Digging her fingers into his now bare chest, the busty Fairy Tail guild member continued sucking Aether s cock, displaying one of her many talents in the bedroom behind closed doors. For his sake, Aether was lucky she was even able to perform so well in her drunken state having not passed out or worse, bite him. Her brown eyes looking up at him, taking more and more into her mouth. Tilting her head, the head of his cock poked into her cheek.Without warning, her hands pressed firmly into him, leaning in and taking as much as his cock as she could handle, holding it there briefly, filling her mouth and entering into the back of her throat. Her eyes widened once her gag reflexes kicked in, quickly pulling away, almost falling backwards onto the floor. Panting and smiling, Cana wiped some saliva from her mouth. Mmmm, I m impressed. Most guys would have lost it right then and there grinning and looking up and him. I guess I will have to try something else for you then won t I? Cana playfully shook her body side to side, her breasts bouncing nicely in front of the bar owner almost like an invitation to play with her big tits. Oh come on now, we both know you know what to do winking at him suggestively, Cana positioned herself, cupping a breast in each hand. "Ahhhhh..." He groaned as he had gotten close but held back. "You aren't wrong Cana, something like that would work but looking at you, and wanting to savor every moment with the sexiest woman from Fairy Tail I figure I only get this treatment once so I'm gonna make sure to take full advantage." He explained to her with a lustful tone as he watched her lustfully on the floor with her naked body there."Damn right I do..." He flirted as he walked over to her and knelt over her as he let his cock go between her generous breasts. He'd shudder a bit at the warm breasts that enveloped his cock but still he had some that would be at her face as he looked to her. "Mhmm come now, let's see what we can do together." He winked as he looked at the woman as he rocked his hips back and forth enjoying her ample warm breasts. In another time he'd absolutely want to use those pillow soft breasts naked. He was going to enjoy as much as her possible. Cana knew she was attractive yet she didn t intentionally flaunt herself all too often. A couple photo shoots were one thing though she regularly didn t wear a lot as it was. Hearing she was the sexiest girl in Fairy Tail did have meaning though any of the lovely ladies would claim the title as well. I wouldn t go so far to say its a one time thing you know.....as long as the booze is flowing and until I get some of your rare liquor, you might see me around here more often Cana teased him, watching him position his wet cock between her tits. Ugh! she moaned, grinning and watching his cock begin sliding between her breasts. Squeezing her breasts around Aether s cock, Cana leaned back a little, his hardness poking through her cleavage with each pump. Mmmm yeah....you like them don t know Aether. Oooo your dick feels so good between them "Ahhh so I gotta play hard to get with my liquor cabinet... I see... well I suppose I understand that. It will be worth it to be used by you, definitely the best girl from there." He flirted, as he knew there were girls that were certainly beautiful but Cana was both beautiful and irreproachable, Erza was far too scary to him, Mirajane looked fake, Lucy seemed prudish, and there were others there with their own quirks and absurdity.Watching her he'd hear her approval and moans. "Oh yeah no I just love these breasts, they are so perky and big, now feeling them around my cock they are incredibly warm and inviting." He groaned as he moaned in pleasure while rocking his hips back and forth between her breasts as he shuddered a bit in delight. "Mmh, what an incredible set of breasts, I swear tits like this would never get old on me." He groaned in lustful pleasure working with her a bit more. Though she'd see he was leaking a bit as her breasts seemed to be a weak spot for him and it wouldn't be much longer before he popped. The wet sounds of skin smacking against skin filled the room. Aether s balls slapping against the underside of her breasts with each thrust. Moaning with delight, Cana squeezes her breasts harder, smothering his big cock, flipping her hair back out of her face. Her eyes bounced between his cock poking between her breasts and his eyes, the look of hungry pleasure clearly visible on his face.Lowering her mouth, Cana opened her mouth, tongue flicking at his head each thrust. Precum oozing from his cock, smearing and lubricating her breasts, Cana encouraged him more and more. Oooo mmmm harder....faster Aether! Fuck my big tits...I want it all....I want it soooo fucking bad . A playful grin on her face, knowing her assets were going to finish him off before too long. Aether would groan in pleasure as he moved his hands to her hair and pushed it back and aside to keep her from getting in the way or getting his cum into her hair as he grinned down at her lustfully. "Oh yeah I'm gonna fuck those big tits, and then you Cana...!" He moaned lustfully in pleasure as he continued to fuck her his balls slapping her breasts and chest more and more as he picked up the pace with a heated look in his eyes."You are gonna have it all and then some babe." He winked as he kept going and seeing her go for his cock with her mouth he'd moan. When he saw her going for his cock tip again he'd teasingly grab her head and climax into her mouth from between her breasts as he moaned out her name lewdly and lustfully. While holding her hair and head, his load would unleash into her mouth as she'd find his cum like his cock had a wine taste to it, mostly grape taste but still it was a nice taste regardless for her as his cum filled her mouth and depending on how she fared it could have been on her breasts and face as well."Mhmm Cana..." He shuddered but it was clear he was still ready for more. Feeling his pace quickening, Cana knew all too well it wasn t long before he was unable to hold back and blow. Such a playful girl in the bedroom, adding booze to the mix lowered her guard and heightened her sexual prowess. Yes yes yes! Give it! Give it to me now! she begged him. His moaning alone was enough to show his satisfaction up until his cum spurted from his cock and into Cana s waiting mouth.Hearing him yell her name, his cum was soon streaming across her tongue to the back of her throat, her taste buds were greeted by the different but sweet taste of his seed. Surprisingly she swallowed what she could without any hesitation at all. Whether to impress Aether or because of the taste, Cana swallowed his seed as it filled her hot mouth. Unable to handle it all, inevitably his cum began to seep out her mouth and down her chin.Letting her breasts go, they bounced away while she leaned in and sucked at his head, cleaning him off with her eyes up on him, enjoying the view of him having just climaxed. Tongue slowly running all around his head, her own head began to grow even heavier. Mmmm you re so delicious....I hope you have more because we are not done....no....not done by a long shot Aeth .... . From there everything started going dark for Cana. The last she remembered was leaning forward into his legs before passing out, slumped against the man. Aether was grateful for that, watching her taking his entire load in his mouth and getting anything she had missed was a sexy sight indeed that he'd burn into his memory as he stared at her hungrily. Though when it came time as she started to speak again from around his cock he was getting eager to fuck her until she passed out. It turned out fucking her until she passed out was one bout of oral sex.He'd catch her as she was asleep between his legs and he sighed heavily. "Damn lush, told her not to drink too many of those... really wanted to fuck all of her holes too..." He groaned as he picked her up and cleaned her up a little before putting her in his bed. He'd commit what he saw to memory as he got ready for bed, left aspirin and water on the nightstand for her on the other side before leaving her there for a bit. He'd finish up downstairs at the bar before coming up and going to sleep with her for the night.It would be three days later when Mira would find Cana at the bar in Fairy Tail and she'd have a strange look on her face as she looked at the woman. "So I'm not sure how your last job was going but your target is hiring you it seems?" She stated handing her the order. "It's a job request for specifically you." She said as others heard that last part and looked they were horrified at the idea that she was getting a job especially seeing what it was. He had requested her come for an urgent request as someone had accused him of watering down his bottles that a customer brought home. He had bought other bottles but only opened one. So having an experienced taster there to prove his drinks weren't faked was being requested for today. Waking to a pounding headache alone in Aether s bed, Cana groggily sat upright. Glancing around the room she soon closed her eyes and winced, the throbbing in her head being a firm reminder of yet another of her classic drunken episodes. Seeing the water and pill she greedily took both, desperate for any relief and didn t even consider if either had been tainted. With her high tolerance to alcohol something so simple surely wouldn t affect her any way.Cana did recognize the room though and everything began to come back to her. Waking up alone though she had to wonder what Aether may or may not have done to her after she passed out. Just when things were heating up.... she grinned, chuckling to herself. Whatever it was he had me drink if word got out that he made me pass out there will a lot of ass kicking to be done.... . After composing herself, Cana had had enough of the Fiore Fountain and the stupid job she accepted and slipped out of his room unnoticed, making her way to Lucy s apartment to crash and sleep the hangover off.* * * * * * *Sitting there in the guild with her glass nearly empty, Cana swirled the beer around, her focus on the bar owner of Fiore Fountain Aether. What started with her to be investigating him and finding out information turned into him getting to enjoy her instead. Deep down, Cana couldn t complain because she knew she had some fun that night as well..... Oh? Wait...what? That sneaky bastard!....what a way to try and get me back again Cana paused, realizing the amount of attention she was receiving from her guild mates. The fuck are you all looking at huh? she yelled, crinkling the job request paper in her hand as she stood up in a threatening fashion. Work was still work and she did still need to complete her original job so it would be easy to knock out two birds with one stone. Surprisingly she did get along well with the bar owner so maybe it wouldn t be so bad after all. Well then, I guess I have a job to do..... . Finishing her drink she got up and shoved a few people out of her way as Cana once again headed across town to the Fiore Fountain to confront Aether once again.Taking a deep breath, Cana made her way inside and up to the bar. Aether was nowhere in sight so she ordered a drink and let the bartender know she had arrived. "Well it's cause you walk around drunk, and don't get jobs directly to you." One of the male members stated looking at her thinking why anyone would hire her until they saw it was for a bar and taste testing which made everyone realize the idea.When she arrived at the Fiore Fountain and came into the bar. It was still early in the day so it was relatively quiet at the front of the room. Though as she'd get to the bar the bartender would start to get her a drink with a smile. However he'd be stopped by a young waitress. "Oh umm, sorry Miss Alberona. Mister Amell, would like you to come into the back. They will be waiting for you for the job." She stated as she took the drink before she could finish it and set it aside. The young waitress would take Cana into the back room, where it actually looked serious enough, that it might have not been just a social call.There were three people in the room, Aether, a member of the law, and a middle aged man older than her father standing around a table with ten bottles of wine. "Ah you have arrived, thank you for coming so quickly, I was hoping they'd rush you here." He stated as he looked at the woman before the older man hit the table. "Enough with this, I want this woman to do her job so that he can do his job and arrest you for fraud!" The older man stated glaring at them."You are an expert in liquor for this... the accuser here is accusing the Fiore Fountain of watering down and selling fake bottles of wine." The officer stated as ten bottles were on the table. "Five of these are the purchased bottles from three days ago. Only one of them has been opened and the other four haven't. You are to take a shot from each set of bottles." The officer stated and then had five sets of half white and red cards. "Once you've had one set you'll mark it white side between the bottles if they are the same, and red over the bottle that's fake. The bottles are not consistent with their placement for impartiality." The officer explained as there were ten shot glasses one for each bottle."When you are ready you can begin.""Hurry the fuck up so he can go to jail.""Just let this be done with so I can go back to work."The bottles the four sets would be identical, but the one in question had been grape water and not wine but it was clear something was wrong with one of the bottles. But nothing else. Casually standing at the bar, Cana looked around the quiet room. Only a few patrons, none of which were hardcore dedicated drinkers at all hours of the day like Cana. There was never anything like the taste of alcohol on her lips to soothe her and make her happy. Approached by the waitress, Cana frowned as the bartender stopped making her drink. What a way to start a job by taking my drink away. For needing my assistance so bad I d think Aether be more accommodating.... she sighed, following the waitress to the back. Cana was immediately hit with flashbacks from the other day.Entering the room, expecting Aether to be alone and just looking for an excuse to see her again, Cana instead raised an eyebrow in confusion as the men stood around a table with bottles of wine. If his idea was to get me drunk and try to take advantage of me....I ll kick their asses the instant they lay a finger on me she angrily thought to herself before realizing the situation was actually legitimate. Yeah yeah....so you want me to tell you which bottles are the real stuff and which aren t right? her tone a bit casual given the situation, looking at Aether. Well I don t recognize these bottles....but then again there is quite the selection. Just needs more of the hard stuff if you ask me.... Come on then, let s get on with it. I already lost my first drink here so I m already behind as it is. Taking a seat in front of the three men, Cana was a it annoyed by the older man but couldn t blame him. She would be outraged by bad alcohol as well or in this case, watered down alcohol. Lining up the shot glasses between the bottles, Cana cracked her knuckles before pouring into each. And nobody disturb me while I do my work. Just so you know it might take more than a shot from each to get the full effect... she grinned.Taking the first shot, Cana paused a moment, savoring the taste of the wine before grabbing the other shot. Mmm she smiled, placing a white card down, confirming the bottles were the same. She then proceeded to do the same with sets two and three, placing a white card for those as well. Set four, Cana was growing bored of having the three men staring at her while she drank, even though this was for an actual purpose and not for pleasure, so she was sure to take two shots of wine from both bottles before happily placing yet another white card. This is by far the best job I ve ever taken on. You ll have to send a few more personalized jobs my way more often. she said with a wink to Aether. I m just said there s only two more shots left..... . The first shot went down smoothly. Cana s taste buds savored the taste of the wine and knew for certain what she was drinking. Grabbing the final glass, Cana could sense a small hint of magic as she lifted the glass to her mouth.Right away Cana could tell something was wrong with the shot after taking nine consecutive good shots of wine. It looked like a bottle of wine but it definitely was not wine at all. All of a sudden it hit her why the job existed in the first place to investigate the Fiore Fountain. It couldn t be as simple as this though. If she called Aether out now, there s no way anyone would get to the bottom of what was really going on around this bar. Looking at Aether she swallowed the shot and gently placed the glass down.Pausing briefly, Cana still contemplated on what to do. She then reached for the cards and placed a white one next to the last set, confirming there was no tampering and the bottle was not watered down. And there you have it, some fine tasting wine from ten different bottles! she yelled with excitement having both completed the job and enjoyed free wine shots. Abruptly getting up from the table, Cana, with a slight of hand, made it look like an accident and knocked over the bad bottle, the contents spilling everywhere. Shit! Sorry, guess I got a little too excited.....you ll probably take that out of my pay now won t you? she looked over at Aether. I ll be in the bar if you need me for anything else or are offering any more free shots she laughed, taking one more look at Aether before leaving them to finish their business. "We don't need you to get drunk, you just need to verify that they match up by taste. And this is my business Cana, I don't mess around or joke when it comes it being threatened. So if you are going to accuse me sir you better be right because I show no mercy to those who try and steal from me." Aether warned showing he was more than just a handsome face.The two men were kept at opposite ends of the room as she worked on the bottles one at a time. Aether would watch her without fear or concern as he stood there against his office door. "Not exactly the glamour you thought it would be, being a taste tester huh?" He asked Cana with a chuckle watching her look annoyed by it all. "When you do something for work, it's never quite as fun as doing it for leisure." He remarked."Oh shut up you charlatan. You think you can go through here and play games with the other bars. You are swindling people out of their drinks with your lower prices and this will be proof of it at last!" The old man stated as the cards were cast and white across the board. Aether was almost confused by it but kept his expression neutral in the meantime."You heard the woman, you were wrong and since this was your attempt to get me arrested... go pay the woman and then never set foot in my bar again. You are banned from here for wasting my time and smearing my name and my family's establishment!" Aether stated getting angry as the officer looked at the bottle. "No I'll not care enough for that." He stated in annoyance as the man grabbed his own bottles, four of them and stormed off angry after handling Cana her payment."Without the bottle we can't confirm anything but with her word so this will be dropped." The officer told Aether as Cana was leaving. The officer would leave with the angry customer out the front.Aether would come out a bit later after cleaning up the table area. "When you leave you can take those four remaining bottles, I have no use for them anyway." He stated as he pulled Cana's earlier shot kept behind the bar and set it on the table. Witnessing this other side of Aether caught Cana by surprise. Even behind that warm, friendly face that tended to people at his bar was a man willing to take a stand when his pride and reputation are on the line. Angrily making his final statement to the old man making the accusation, Cana found it to be a mildly attractive feature of his to have a little attitude behind him. When I leave? Is that your way of shooing me off after teasing me with a taste test? Because if that was your idea of a taste test then you obviously don t understand the idea behind it she smiled when Aether came out to her. Besides, those bottles of wine were pretty weak. I drank stronger stuff when I was younger at the guild. I d just end up back here later in the evening....or somewhere else to get my alcohol fix for the day....unless that s what you were hoping for she teased him. So do people like that guy come in here often botching if things aren t to their liking or was he the first? she casually probed him. There was still the fact she lied about the one bottle and she knew Aether had it in the back of his mind that she did him a huge favor. "Oh please I know if you had your way you'd park a cot in my backroom." Aether would tease letting back the charm he normally had with her. "Well they were meant for casual drinkers Cana or social drinks, not replace the blood with alcohol drinkers." He winked as he stood there looking into her eyes and gave her a chuckle.However when she asked about the bottle he gave a sigh and shook his head. "No, to be honest that's the first. There was a mix up, one of the staff grabbed a bottle I was working on for an experiment. I've been trying to see if it's possible to artificially ferment wine with magic, and age bottles as well." He explained being as upfront as he'd let her think he was in the meantime. "My family and I are not old money like some of the more established places. As a result I get the screws turned on me, being a retired mage and young bar owner. So vendors and suppliers sometimes think they can bully me into submitting more or paying more than my peers. So I've been trying to find any advantage I could just to keep the place going, but even then there is only so much I can do before the remaining suppliers that do treat me fairly get pushed into falling in line. That man is old money, and old business. He was coming in to buy bottles from me no doubt to see what I was doing differently, Honestly I knew once I saw the bottle that it was my experiment, and with the other four being legitimate. I was hoping you'd tell the truth and I'd accuse him of trying to cheat me, since he was convinced I was selling fake liquor I could have turned it around on him and accused him of trying to smear my reputation." He offered as he took a drink."But you lied to protect me, that's very sweet of Cana. Thanks for that." He stated the last part more discreetly for her pride than his given the slowness of the midday scene. "Also you ran off that night, I came back to an empty bed from my shift. Didn't think you'd ever pass drunk, much less run off without a note or goodbye...." He teased her with a wink. Cana chuckled from the long explanation. Well if that was the case then why send the job out for me to come here hmm? You could have just told that old fart off and resolved this yourself. Nobody s ever been thrown in jail for trying something knew she chuckled. Since he offered the open bottles of wine and Cana didn t care to carry any open, she began drinking from one of the bottles. She was almost convinced he truly did just want the busty beauty to come back to his bar. Well Umm....lets just keep that between us. Besides, it s be a shame to see your ass arrested when you have hidden liquors around this place. Especially now that you have some experiments that....ahem....might need sampled hmm? Accused of sneaking out, Cana immediately blushed, knowing she did leave him without any notice. Heh....I can t lie, those drinks you made really did me in....you really impressed me that night....with the drinks she blushed again looking away before taking another drink. That usually isn t my style she teased him back, twirling her hair around her hair. So what s next for you now that I saved your ass hmm? Aether would look at her and shake his head. "Because I have a reputation of selling cheaper than my peers. You know that. Regardless of whatever I say, once the wine is out of the bottle I'll be accused of doing that. I'll be given a lot of hell there." He admitted with a look of the woman and then took note of her and her body as he admired the busty half naked beauty as she was being drinking from the bottle."Heh, yes I'll have some drinks for you to test out eventually." He grinned as he looked at them as he gave a bit of a grin. "Oh only the drinks? Hmm, I see, well clearly I shouldn't bring you back upstairs huh." He whispered teasingly in her ear with a grin. "Well as for what's next, I'll be working on a few things, or I can clock out early and properly... thank the woman that had been helping me out of a pickle." He winked as he looked at her."After all that ass of yours probably needs some coverage." He chuckled as he slide her over a bottle. "Though if I properly thanked you I'd have to make sure you wouldn't forget it or fall asleep during it." He flirted. "That's quite the wound to a man's pride." Giving Aether a quick elbow to the chest Cana grinned. Don t be getting too full of yourself pretty boy....luck happened to be on your side that night. And besides, who said you have to be upstairs in order to have any fun she teased back, having her own flirtatious nature about her. Two can play at that little game . she thought to herself. She would never admit it to him but that night was a little bit of blunder on her part. It was very rare for her to pass out from alcohol and the drinks he made were strong on alcohol. If it wasn t for those drinks their night would had been very steamy to say the least.Cana sat there shocked at his remark. Aether clearly had a strong interest in her whether it was just a physical attraction to her gorgeous body or to her strong, vulgar, alcoholic, and sometimes tougher personality. She was certainly no stranger to men being interested in her for her body. Countless times had she laughed at and smacked guys around for feeble attempts to sleep with her. Not being tied down with a relationship she had the freedom to see and sleep with whomever she wanted or deemed fit enough to handle her. So that s what you re after hmm? At least you re up front about it she laughed, looking at Aether while taking a long drink from the bottle which turned into her simply chugging it all down. I guess I can t blame you right? At you least you know what you like chuckling and putting the bottle down. Reaching into her bag she pulled out a deck of tarot cards. How about this....we let the cards decide your fate? I mean if you wanted to and clock out early that is. leaning forward and urging her cleavage towards him. A little harmless fun never hurt anything especially since Aether started opening up about what s been going on at the tavern. There was still plenty more she needed to know first though. Smiling, she gently nodded her head towards the back for a little more privacy whether he wanted to go back to his storeroom, his bedroom, or even the basement he keeps under lock. "I mean you are a fun and beautiful woman Cana, I wouldn't be opposed to pursuing someone like that." Aether stated with a bit of a smirk. "Listen, I'm far too busy at times to go running out and finding dates and other stuff. Though to be honest I usually don't like dating employees, especially since I'm the boss." Though he'd teasingly say boss in her ear as he leaned over to her to say it."Am I interested in you? I mean that's silly question who wouldn't be?" He scoffed as he looked at her and then watched her seeing her finish the bottle. Something he had seen her do before and heard was a common practice of her as she looked at him before taking note of her bringing out her deck of cards. "Oh yes I heard you were a card mage so I do look forward to seeing if that actually being involved in this." He explained and looked at her and gave a nod as he went behind the bar so he could be across from her with the tarot cards. He'd give her a sincere smile and looked at the woman."Alright then Cana, let's see what's in my fate. Not that it matters too much to me. We all make our own fate and decisions right?" He admitted as he reached over and patted her hands gently before letting her get to work on his "fate" as he knew what he wanted and he was going to see about pursuing her in earnest. Shuffling her cards over and over, Cana smirked at the various compliments Aether threw her way. She did think he was cute, they got along pretty well and he was actually bit impressive down there . It was an added bonus that the bar owner appeared to be smitten by her on what started as her supposed to be doing a job for the guild. Yes, I am a card mage but trust me, there will be no magic with these. Just a little bit of fun reading your fortune and...to see if I m heading home early tonight. Well, after a stop or two grinning and looking up at Aether after placing the deck face down and off to the side. Now then, let s just see if you still think that way after I draw a few cards hmm? And don t worry, only three people actually died when the grim reaper card was drawn. Not immediately, down the road of course...after a couple days she shrugged her shoulders.Drawing the first card and laying it in front of him was a coin purse with coins spilling out of it. Mmmhmmm, right off the bat you have they fortunes of man . Makes sense. You own a tavern, make a good profit but not too prosperous. Like a regular person you work day to day but fortunes are still bestowed to you each day.Next came the Knight of Wands card. The Knight of Wands is your typical flirt! He is full of passion and lust, and he has so much sexual energy it just oozes out of him. Great in bed, but once he loses interest, he s gone. Is that a fact Aether? she teased, giggling at him.The Seven of Swords. This card is more than a little naughty. Jauntily sneaking off with more swords than you can carry reflects the thrill of having a secret a hidden kink, new relationship, or even affair. Be sure to stop and consider if this secret is benign or whether it's hurtful to others. Sometimes the temporary pleasure isn't worth it. Pausing a moment Cana raised an eyebrow before looking up at Aether. Do you care to share anything? Dot be afraid to jump in and defend yourself heehee . Drawing the next card, Cana was really curious what else might show up for his fortune telling.The Magician. A card of vibrant sexual agency, The Magician shows us moments where we take things into our own hands and pursue our passions. Seeking out what attracts us and taking the risk of approaching it is a valuable and confidence building exercise. How else would The Magician have gained his experience? And finally we have Temperance . Opposites attract, creating a beautiful balance between two different individuals. There is good chemistry and you re likely to take your time with each other, caring for and tending to each other s every need. Looking over the cards laid out between them, Cana had so many thoughts running through her head. She was crazy if she didn t believe each card related to him in some sort of way. Her body had a wave of excitement running through it. Maybe she was looking too much into things but this little fortune telling session was almost like a sign towards her as well. What would her own fortune be if she were to draw for herself as well?She wasn t sure what caused her to do this but she reached into her pocket and drew out one last card as well. Laying it down it was her own personal Cana Card with a picture of her on it wit a barrel of beer. And this...is my card. I guess fate kind of wanted to work in your favor? Usually these kinds of cards are to summon someone but something is telling me you prefer to cash it in right away? she winked suggestively. As he prepared for his fortune he'd seem curious about this as he was actually excited to see what this was like. He never believed in them to begin with but he figured he'd play along for Cana's sake as he gave her a sincere smile and studied her face before she drew the cards. He'd not argue with the first card as he knew it made quite a bit of sense."I admit I subscribe to the notion that when you are with the right person you never truly lose your passion for them, even if it's cooled and or calmed. If they don't arouse something in you every day whether it's them at their best or worse than it's not meant to be." He advised in a charming way to her."Oh you aren't wrong there Cana... but it's no secret that I want to tie you up and have my way with you. I want to spank the naughty girl that you are and fuck the good gal that you are into a mewling pleasured puddle on my sheets." He whispered hotly in her ear on both sides to drive her nuts. At the next one now he figured she was just being a naughty girl as usual with how these cards were coming up. "I'll keep that in mind as the Magician." He winked."We're opposites now? Hmm I suppose we are in the sense that I'm a businessman who makes money and you are the one who spends money." He chuckled a bit and winked a little as he smiled at her. He was enjoying this a bit as it felt more like she was just being kinky with him again and masking it as a fortune reading even if it was accurate. "Your card huh? So that means whenever I'm in need I can call you. I'll keep that in mind." He remarked and then pulled out his business card, which was not magical but he put it right between her breasts. "For when you want to mix business with pleasure." He stated as he gave her a smile but she'd feel her card reacting to the call."Oh look at that, I seem to need some company today as I'm not working. I wonder if she'll be available. Especially to have a good time surrounded by all the things she loves to savor, including me." He winked as he put magic into her card to alert her of his intent. Chugging down another of the bottles of wine, she playfully looked at Aether when he slid his business card into her cleavage. Before she could speak, the magic imbued onto her card was already being activated. Cana didn t expect anything less though from him. She knew the instant she gave him her card he would take her up on it, especially with all the erotic and sexual things he already had brewing in his head. That alone along with the alcohol was already putting Cana in the very same mood. And by not working that should mean you are well rested and I m assuming....all wound up ready to go then hmm she whispered across the bar, leaning forward and shifting her arms to squeeze her breasts together for him. . Taking the card from between her breasts, she slid it into her bag. Since today s business has already been completed I guess all that leaves....is pleasure....right? Teasing him, she swiped her finger up from under his chin before putting her cards away and standing up from the bar. Besides...I m curious just how well you can keep up with me , ready and willing to follow Aether to the back of the bar once again. Aether would smile at her with a wicked grin on his face as he admired her ample bust when she teased him. But when she spoke about business and pleasure he'd nod and walk around the bar and put his hand on her butt a bit more boldly as he escorted her into the back. He was going to be adventurous now that she was a bit more sober as he walked with her to the back room where he had the test before the long table was still there.However rather than taking her through the back to his apartment above the bar he'd teasingly pick her up and put her on the table where he began to kiss her boldly, aggressively. "Oh no, no, my dear Cana. You have your lovely ass backwards. It's whether or not you can keep up with me. After all you fell asleep after a blowjob... I'd worry you'd faint before you'd climax if I actually had sex with you." He teased her lustfully and started to massage her breasts back and forth in his hands while she sat on the table. Her tight capri pants did little as far as obstruction goes with the thin materials. With his hand on her ass, he could clearly define the details of her firm ass with each step as it shifted in the palm of his hand. Anyone could have clearly saw the two depart into the back of the bar with no effort to disguise their departure. Stopping in the storeroom as opposed to his private room above the bar, Cana giggled when he picked her up onto the table, clearly unable to wait any longer to have her to himself.Pressing his lips to hers and kissing her Cana immediately began kissing him back, breathing heavily with her breasts heaving up and down. Her hands slid behind his neck while he enjoyed playing with her large breasts through her bikini top. Well then, no excuses this time because I don t have those drinks in me this time. You get the real Cana....with only a few drinks in her hee hee. And believe me....she s just as wild . Wrapping her legs around him, Cana pulled him down onto her, laying back onto the table. Aether would be grinning as he looked at the woman and then smirked a bit. "Of course yes, that would be the case, but you better not disappoint me Cana. Or I'll really have to cut you off from my liquor collection." He smirked softly as he kissed her further while fondling her ample breasts in his hands. He was enjoying himself and the body she had on the table as he looked her over with a grin. "She better be..." He whispered lustfully into her ear."Or else I'll have to punish the naughty Cana for wasting too much of my time." He smirked as he looked at the woman in front of him. He'd look at the woman he was now on top of her as he as grabbed her hands and put them above her head teasingly. Though he'd start to take her top off, not that it was hard as he fondled her breasts further in his hands. "Heh, these are very plump breasts. They don't look like they get a lot attention." He chuckled and started to dry hump her a bit since his hips had been wrapped around by the beautiful woman. He had giving her some extra attention as he played with her. "Heh, naughty girl, you are gonna tease me huh?" He asked teasingly. She moaned softly into her mouth, laying there on the table and deeply kissing Aether now. Cana s body squirmed playfully beneath his as he hovered over her body. Hands lifted above her now, eyes looking back at him when he began to slide off her bikini top. Cana nibbled her lower lip, feeling her top sliding up over her breasts, exposing her fleshy mounds and hard nipples. Her bikini top sliding up off her, hands remaining over her head. Uhhhhh mmmm she moaned, feeling his hands fondling and groping her sensitive breasts. Rubbing himself up against her, Cana blushed, feeling his manhood between her open legs. Heh, you ve been staring at them long enough I didn t think you d ever touch them. Laying there on the table, showing no intention of stopping him and allowing him to enjoy her body. He would have to enjoy it while he could though because in a moments notice she could turn the tables on him and have him herself. Tease? I don t think we need to be teasing any more now do we? "Oh I groped them plenty when you were drunk in my bed." He whispered teasingly in her ear as Aether continued to fondle her ample breasts for his amusement and her pleasure. His thumbs would rub back and forth over her nipples to stimulate her further. "Not my fault I can KO you with my body and my booze Cana." He winked as he kissed at her neck a bit, but then he kissed her breasts, licked her nipples had his way with the ample mounds of bouncing breasts, especially after remembering him playing with them a few nights ago and getting a wonderful tit and blowjob from her."I shouldn't tease you anymore? I figured fair is fair with you showing up, showing off those tits of yours and walking around in tight pants to flaunt your tighter sexy ass. You are the naughty girl who needs to be teased and punished." He flirted back with her as he kissed along her neck and then shoved his tongue in her mouth once more. Though he'd be bolder yet as he grabbed said tight pants and started to pull them down to her ankles along with her panties, though he was curious what she wore, if they were as naughty as her tops. Still it wouldn't matter too much to him, moving his head down to her breasts he started sucking on her nipples one after the other while he got his cock out of his pants, he was hard and ready to go once more. I m sure you probably did.....jerk grinning at him. Ohhhh uhhhh she moaned with excitement, giggling from his touch. Stretching her fingers out and grabbing the edge of the table I m above her head. His lips moving along the skin of her neck and down to her breasts. Arching her back, she smiled from ear to ear, gently closing her eyes, heightening the playful sensation. Suckling at her breasts and nipples, Cana continued squirming beneath him, long deep breaths escaping her lips. I see someone really takes notice of me giggling and tilting her head towards Aether. There s just something sexy about a guy wanting to do something about that smirking, moaning and opening her lips, his tongue slipping into her mouth for another long deep kiss. Aether s hands finding her tight capri pants, Cana lifted her ass slightly off the table, allowing him to slide them down. She felt them sliding down her ass along with her lace panties, exposing her moist womanhood.Moving back down to her breasts and taking turns on her nipples, Cana yelped playfully, hearing him fiddling with his pants. It was then that her own lusting began to take over her body. The heat and passion of their encounters was beginning to show. Both seemed to want the same thing and devour each other. Oh yeah...look how big and hard you are....god.... Aether grinned as he saw how aroused she was from his actions and words. He half expected her in a thong, but then again he had been wrong about that before too. She was naughty but not slutty, he could get that. He looked her over and licked her nipples once more lustfully with a hungry look in his eyes for her before removing his pants fully to let her see it all. Though he'd see if she wanted his shirt off as he took her pants and panties completely off the ankles."That's right it's hard and long because of you, because you came in here with that ass on display and those generous breasts just begging to be groped. How does it feel to know your fuckable, lustful body caused this?" He asked her hungrily before kissing her once more letting his tongue invade her mouth again hungrily teasing her and provoking her to do more or even attempt some teasing of her own.But then his lust and desire got the better of him as he opened her legs and she'd feel him tease her loins, he'd push slowly, at first into her since it was their first time but he didn't think she'd be a virgin but he'd still give her that respect at first. But once he found his cock was welcome he'd start to push in and rock his hips hungrily into her pussy. He was going to fuck her senselessly, passionately, he'd make her faint from his cock again if he had the power to do so. His size was a familiar sight to Cana, having fooled around with Aether just the other night. In her drunken state he looked very impressive and even now only confirms it. So aroused, hard, and ready for her beautiful hungry body. I m just surprised you were able to hold out so long. I ll have to keep that in mind the next time I come walking by heehee. You re so bad, I know how bad you want me Aether. How badly you want my body over and over....and over she moaned, tongue wrestling against his for a long wet kiss. Releasing her grip on the edge of the table her hands found the back of his head, digging into his hair while they hungrily kissed each other.Opening her legs for him, Cana s hands slid between them, working frantically at his shirt before moaning out loud as she felt his cock beginning to press into her pussy slowly. Uhhh ahhh, fuck! she whimpered, his cock entering her, stretching her pussy as it wrapped around his hard cock. He then jumped right into rhythm, thrusting into her back and forth. Oohhh ohhhh she moaned into his ear, pulling his head to her neck, her breasts smashed against his chest. Aether grinned at her sincerely and looked her over a bit with a hungry stare. "Oh yes well, that body is just begging to be fucked, ravaged and I intend to hear every sweet moan coming from your lips." He told her lustfully as he continued to make love to her on the table while he was getting into his rhythm. "That's right babe, keep moaning I'm gonna make you scream my name." He promised her with a lewd threat."So you better get ready, because I'm going to ruin you for all other men, until you are coming back for not my wine, but for my cock." He advised her with a lustful snarl. "You see, by the time I'm done you are going to be sober of wine, but drunk on my cum and cock." He was threatening her with a good time as he continued to make love to her letting her ample breasts bounce back and forth against his chest.Though his friskiness didn't end there instead he'd reach under her and grab her ass to lift it up. She'd find since her breasts were rubbing and smooshing against his chest that he liked it enough to start fondling her perky rear in both hands. His hands massaging her cheeks which helped his thrusts even more than without it as she was better positioned to take his cock deep inside of her. Aether s dirty talk was straight down her alley. Unable to hold back and tell her every detail of what he wanted, Cana wanted him to have her. Not only to satisfy her own sexual needs but to be in his good faith and have his trust going forward. At the expense of her body to get more information from him as well as hot kinky sex, Cana would eventually finish the job she first set out on. Yeah yeah yeahhhhhh she whimpered into his ear with each thrust, his cock thrusting into her repeatedly. Mmmm I love your big fucking cock...ohhhhhh . Aether was relentless, fucking her with no interruption. Her body begged to be touched and enjoyed by him. Squeezing at her ass, the table rocking and creaking beneath them, Cana ended up ripping his shirt open with a few buttons coming off, sliding it off of him. Sober huh....you d have to be fucking incredible heh. At this rate you ll be throwing your best bottles at me just because. "Oh hunny that's plenty big talk from the one who fell asleep first during sex. Right now you have to think, a big fucking cock like this with a businessman like I am, are you sure I don't have something else in the way? Someone else who might be wanting me all to themselves?" Aether teased her with some playful taunting if she was going to say she was hot shit, two could play that game. "Or did you think just because you were a sexy brunette bombshell that I was going to surrender everything I had for a taste. Sorry gorgeous it doesn't work that way so easy." He added hotly."After all, you are the one on this table getting plowed by me. Even your own cards were hinting you wanted this." He flirted as his pace hastened but he seemed to be pulling back more on his thrusts as he scrapped her walls. She'd know why soon enough, he had been looking for that sweet spot, that one that made all women scream with desire and pleasure. "I'm going to make you cum drunk on my cock that you'll be under the bar blowing me while I work just because you can't get enough of me." He warned her before shoving his tongue into her mouth as she tore open his shirt. He didn't care he just wanted Cana in that moment. A completely different side of Aether was coming out whether due to his true nature or being lost in the sexual bliss of their heated encounter. Heh...:uhhh.....mmm well if there was someone else you sure hide it well. It didn t take much convincing to make you change your mind if you did. Because you know my body is always going to best you want she teased, arching her back, hips matching his rhythm and continuing to take his cock. Oooo you d like that huh? If you play your cards jusssst right, you wouldn t even have to put out specific job requests for me . Moaning out loud, he adjusted his thrusting, his cock pressing into her pussy, sending pleasurable waves through her. Cana s body was beginning to tense up, pussy throbbing with excitement as she began nearing her climax. Mmmpffff mmmmpffff uhhhh Aether grinned wickedly and looked her over. "Well you never know, maybe I have several, or one, or none. But you'll just have to find out then won't you?" He told her seductively as he kept up his onslaught on her pussy and body. Far be it from him to want to slow down when there was great sex involved with such a busty beauty. His hands were still fondling her ass and keeping it just right for his pounding away at her.Though he decided to be generous as he moved his head down and went back to her nipples and breasts his tongue licking at her hardened nipples, his mouth sucking on them along with the breasts. He'd even leave a little mark in her cleavage for her to see later and remember today happened. "You are lucky I only order sturdy tables Cana, or I'd fuck a hole right through it to show you how much you are gonna miss out by leaving." He threatened her as his climax was building up, and though he wanted to pop off first he was trying to hold on for her climax so she'd get the extra pleasure of them going together. Leaving? And here I thought you d encourage me to stay longer Cana winced with pleasure, unable to hold back any longer. Laying across the table, her breasts bounced back and forth with his thrusts, bouncing against Aether s face once, suckling at her breasts once again. Oooo oooo ohhh fuck! Don t stop! she yelled out loud. Her body started convulsing as her muscles tensed up with the orgasm washing over her body. Pussy tightening around his cock, Cana leaned her head back, moaning and panting with pleasure. "No no, gorgeous I was talking about you leaving, you had left me last time remember? I rocked your world and then you ran off on me. I got hurt by that, wounded my pride." He told her teasingly but there was some truth to that, he thought they had a good time and then she had run off on him after she blacked out. He'd continue to suck on her breasts and nipples as he fucked her relentlessly while they were on the table. He'd enjoy her generous breasts bouncing against his face as he had fucked her.When she finally started to climax he had moaned against her breasts and climaxed into her while he was deep inside of her. He moaned loudly in pleasure before finally finishing it up. "Ah yes... that was good, you soberish was pretty nice. But you aren't done yet, we have plenty of fun to be having here as I want to enjoy you completely and fully." He moaned against her ear lustfully. "And that means every... single of inch of you is going to be caressed, and every hole of yours is going to be stuffed with my cock. That includes having you tit fuck me with those impressive breasts of yours." Cana s hands squeezed at Aether when he began to groan and selfishly came inside her unprotected pussy. Uhhnnnnn she whimpered, his cum spurting inside her womb. Panting beneath him, Cana s breasts pressed up against his chest. Her body felt incredible and didn t want him to stop. It was rather sexy how hot things had gotten and having him climax so hard inside of her. Well you definitely have my attention so I d love to hear more about what you d like to do she grinned, gently running a finger down his back. Aether grinned as he looked down at the sexy brunette under him as her ample breast was heaving against his chest as she was getting her breath back. He was panting on top of her and kissing her a few more times on the neck, face and lips as he listened to her ask what more he was going to do to her."Well, since you did help me today I'll let you have a moment to decide which happens next, they'll happen eventually but I'll be a mercifully man and let you decide your next fate. See this needy little pussy that just wants to suck me into it's folds has a hold on me and I'll be more than happy to bruise your loins and make you roll your eyes back into your head with pleasure giving you several more rounds of toe curling orgasms to sober you up. Or perhaps, you want to show your thanks for that thick cock you seem to be enjoying and slink on down to your knees and let me feed you, that hot milk you were in love with last time we played together. Though you are such a naughty girl I might just have to turn you over and have a bit of fun with your ass before plowing you into submission." He spoke hungrily. "No matter what though your body is my wonderland to play with Cana and I'm gonna go until the rides close tonight..." Heh....usually guys are fighting amongst each other to buy my next drink. Lucky for you....you have something I kinda want a little more than right now. Finally submitting enough to Aether, Cana pressed him up off of her in a forceful but playful manner. Sitting up off the table she hopped off onto her feet. He was right, her pussy was throbbing but in a good way. A way that she hadn t felt in quite some time. She wanted him again, no, she needed him again and would work him until exhaustion.Without skipping a beat Cana was already on her knees, her in her face and grabbing his cock, guiding it to a hot open mouth. Taking him into her mouth she wasted no time jumping into a quick rhythm. The mixed taste of his cum and her juices filled her mouth as her head slid back and forth along his length, sucking at him a bit aggressively, showing two can play at this game. Aether moaned in pleasure as he looked down at her on the bed and groaned in pleasure lustfully. "Oh yeah? Finally found something you want more than the booze. Clearly since you haven't even thought of grabbing any of the bottles at this time." He teased a bit lustfully as he soon found himself getting him off of her as he had been surprised but then he'd smile at her and looked at the woman and moaned softly.Then he was against the table and he found himself getting greeted by the familiar sight of Cana between his legs and on her knees. "Mhmm, I do happen to find you very sexy there. Even if I can't completely play with those dirty pillows of yours." He moaned when she went right to work on his cock and sighed contently. "Damn, I can admit I missed that sensation of you on my cock again." He shuddered, but she'd find like last time his cock had the taste of liquor to him once more, only now that she was more sober she'd be able to really get a better experience with it, even if her juices did dilute the taste. Mmmpffff mmmpfff Cana moaned, head bobbing back and forth repeatedly, eyes filled with lust looking up at him. She was almost baffled by how into him she had become. So easily she gave into him, fulfilling his desires. Cana was certainly there was no sign of foul play with any sort of love magic. This was clearly her own body and desires acting completely all on their own.More and more she took him. Aether s cock pressing into the back of her throat, thrusting her head forward each time taking him all in as her lips found the base of his cock. Almost like a natural she let his cock fill her hot mouth. Deep throating him once again, Cana held still, playfully wigging her mouth side to side before gagging on his cock and pulling away. Panting with a wide smile, Cana stroked his wet cock, squeezing him firmly. If I didn t know any better I d say you already taste like liquor. she grinned. I know I haven t had that much to drink yet and....I wouldn t want you to punish me too hard if I grabbed a bottle....or three.....would I? with a playful grin Cana lunged back onto his cock, lightly running her teeth along his member. Even the magic she might have seen from him, despite never knowing what kind of mage he was, he never hit her with magic, no magic in anything other than the drink she had tasted for the patron. It was all him, she had enjoyed the man, all on her own. Perhaps it was the cock that tasted or had hints of liquor, or perhaps it was the fact that the man wasn't intimidated by her beauty and strength, she was just Cana to him, not Fairy Tail's Cana."Well your tongue had a sweet taste unrelated to the liquor, and if I didn't enjoy you giving me oral sex Cana I'd be kissing you more." He flirted as he stroked her head affectionately while she was pleasuring him. "You might be able to take some but you might as get spanked a bit on that naughty behind of your's." He flirted teasingly as he looked down at the woman between his legs. "But I might be able to let you get away with some if you are a, veryvery good girl." He flirted with her as he moaned while stroking her head and moving down to her breasts. "But as long as you can be my girl, I might let it slide." Her mouth full of cock, Cana moaned and panted. Whether he liked it or not, once their heated session concluded she was going to help herself to his alcohol regardless of what he d say. After such heated sex there was nothing Cana enjoyed more than a nice drink. Sliding her mouth back and leaving his head in her mouth, she sucked at him, swirling her tongue all around before his cock left her lips with a loud wet plop . At one point she could have sworn someone about walked in on them but surely turned away from all the noise.Without a word Cana got up off the ground and pushed Aether back onto the table. Flipping her hair she crawled on top of him and table, straddling him. Lifting up a little, she guided his cock to her soaking pussy, rubbing him against her moist folds before lowering down onto him. Uhh! she whimpered, his throbbing cock entering her once again. Upright, she pressed her hands against his chest, her hips grinding back and forth. Aether grinned and looked down at her, he had heard the bar area had sounded a bit more open with it getting louder. Someone had opened the door and no doubt saw them together and then shut the door. He had been fucking the bombshell and he was going to enjoy her regardless. "Mhmm, bet you'd prefer a good bed now then I suppose." He flirted unless she wanted to continue being surrounded by wine and having a stud fucking her."Oh you naughty girl." He moaned a bit in pleasure. "That's okay... I happen to love having a naughty girl." He whispered hotly in her ear as he bounced her on his cock. "I bet you love enjoying being so risky in the area... with a guy, I bet you want to be seen as if to mark your territory." He flirted hotly and slapped her ass as he let her chest bounce against his as he sat up against her. "You dirty girl... though I hope you haven't run out of gas because I have all day to spend pounding you." He moaned against her neck but then she'd find him finishing inside of her once more. Hands wrapped around him, her body was pressed firmly against Aether s while bouncing up and down in his lap. Risky? More like I enjoy being playful....anywhere heehee . Harder and faster she bounced on him, moaning out loud with pleasure feeling his entire length filling her, pressing all the way in. Feeling him grab her ass and holding her tight, Cana yelled out loud once Aether began cumming inside her once again. UHHH YEAH! Aether give it to me ohhhh! Slowing down her rhythm, falling forward onto Aether, pinning him against the table. Panting, she laid her head onto his chest, his throbbing cock still inside her. Aether grinned as he kept fucking upward into her as she bounced down onto him. "Oh yeah? You naughty girl, I clearly need to start punishing you for being such a bad girl in my place of business." He flirted as he kissed under her ear and teasingly referring to her as a bad or naughty girl with seductive whispers. Gripping her ass in his hands as they rocked together. "I'm giving you quite a lot." He groaned in pleasured and soon climaxed hard into her loins as he was deep inside of Cana once more. Panting with her he held her against his chest and laid back on the table with her."Mhmm you've all but admitted you want to be my girl at this point Cana." He teased her hotly with a playful tone. "After all, such actions and words, you must want to be ridden and fucked by a guy you like." He flirted and then gave her a few playful spanks to her perky ass, making her squirm and tighten around his throbbing cock inside of her. "Unless of course my Cute Cana is gonna tap out and can't keep up." He teased once more. "Though I suppose I'll just have to settle to feeling your heavy, breasts rubbing against me if that's the case." Laying there listening to him, Cana playfully ran her finger along his chest and collar bone. She couldn t deny that the sex was hot and incredible. He body ached from him but at the same time hungered for more. It wasn t unusual for her to have a one night stand with someone but to keep going back for regular sex was something new for sure. Propping herself up her face hovered over his. Your girl hmm? Getting a little ahead of yourself aren t ya? I mean, don t get me wrong. You re good....very good. But I m not quite convinced you re able to handle me at my hardest she teased, breasts pressed firmly against him. Maybe someday you can convince me to come back and....give you a chance giggling and leaning down to give him a few soft, playful kisses. Aether grinned. "Well then I'll just have to make sure you know what you are missing then if you turn away. I still have plenty of stamina and you aren't quite done yet either are you?" He asked her with a laugh as the two would continue in various parts of the back room, against walls, the floor and the table again as both were showing they had stamina, for him being a normal man now, and for her being a drunken mage.A week would have passed and the investigation was still in the air for Cana, though she'd find that Fairy Tail had gotten a shipment of liquor as Mira usually stocked the bar for them. They'd find an extra specifically as a gift to Cana, it was of a good quality, it was the kind she'd go through pretty quickly. It was the kind of thing that made members of the guild tease her once more accusing her of hiding a secret boyfriend that they didn't know about, almost as if they wanted to interrogate him themselves, not about the job they didn't know about but they wanted to know who'd be crazy enough to try and date her.The next day however Cana would be alerted that Aether needed her as he used the Call Cana card. Which to his credit he had been rather patient on using that card for her, he wanted to respect her boundaries that and he didn't want to seem desperate since he did enjoy her in more ways than one but he also wanted to make sure that she didn't think she had him wrapped around her finger. Though she'd find the card if she answered his call would take her somewhere else other than the bar, as he had led her to a view of the city from a higher vantage point. "The thought occurred to me, that you might spend too much time in bars. I thought maybe you'd like to be taken out somewhere, have lunch see more than down the side of a bottle." He offered, not saying a date but saying it was a date. Once again Cana found herself leaving the Fiore Fountain with no further leads on the investigation job she took. There was however a certain amount of sexual satisfaction that didn t go unnoticed. Instead of interrogating the quirky owner of the bar she somehow always seemed to find herself alone with him having hard kinky sex, devouring each other to exhaustion. The fact that it was wild and spontaneous didn t cover the fact that it was something though both couldn t resist. For Cana to go back so soon which definitely make this more of a booty call relationship even if she was supposed to be handling a job for the guild.When things had become calm and Cana hadn t heard from Aether, she started to think he actually had the audacity to use her for, Mira informed her of a special liquor delivery specially for her. There was no name but there didn t have to be. Cana knew exactly who would do such a bold thing. Apparently she truly had such a lasting effect on him. Not that his words and lusting didn t speak for themselves already. Of course the rumors immediately began floating around the guild about Cana and her love life. Not being known to be weighed down by a relationship and to live her typical drunken care free lifestyle, any sign of a relationship definitely sparked interest and curiosity amongst her guild mates. Unfortunately despite her best efforts, threats, and pummelings, everyone was still persistent.Upon notice of her card, Cana merely grinned, thinking to herself it s about time . Part of her wanted to keep Aether waiting in suspense but the other part did want to see him in a way though Cana had to continually convince herself it was due to the job. Curiously, he wasn t at his bar at all which happened to peek her interest on what exactly he was up to. Finally reaching him, it was certainly strange to be out and about since she had only ever known him from inside the bar. And here I didn t think you ever left the bar. You had me thinking you were leading me to some secret watering hole I haven t found out about yet she smiled to him. "I already took you to my bedroom Cana, that's about as secret a watering hole as I'd allow." Aether teased her slightly before approaching the woman and put his arms around her. Not in a sexual way, but in a hug as he held her to his chest. "It's nice to see you. Truth be told, I was thinking of using it sooner, but you seemed like the kind to tease a man for calling without a good reason." He mused as he shifted to take a look at the view while holding her with one arm at his side."I may be a busy man with my work, but I wanted to make time for this... for you." He admitted with a faint smile on his face. "You have time to go on a date with a businessman, or did I interrupt you from your duties at the guild?" He asked her with a sincere tone to his voice, there was no playfulness about it, no coy words, or little games. Instead he was serious and was asking her out on a date. "Come on indulge me in a little bit of fantasy where I can pretend that for at least an hour or so I can be a normal man with a beautiful woman on his arm." He mused as he looked at her cheerfully."At least I know you just want my liquor, and not my money or business. You are far too good of a person and someone who takes pride in yourself to just seduce me for an easy life." He added as he offered her his hand. "And well I do have something of a gift for you." There was a bit of rummaging on his person. "Though I suppose it could be a bribe for completing the date..." He teased as she'd see a tarot card, not just any card, but a Call card like her's but for him with his little mini version on the card. "You aren't the only resourceful one here." Is that a fact? And here I thought I would ve earn a better secret than seeing your bedroom. As a guy I m sure you ve...convinced....many girls into that part of your private life she winked at him. Gasping, he put his arms around her and pulled her against his chest. Her fleshy mounds squeezed gently against him. Well whatever your reason, I showed up didn t I? It wouldn t be right of me to ignore my card since I was the one that gave it to you blushing lightly and looking away from Aether as they stood there. Aww, well I certainly feel special then. Show up to your bar, have a little fun, and now you re taking days off. I guess I m just a very influential woman. smirking and nudging him. Upon hearing the date word, Cana s eyes fluttered a few times while a slow knot formed in her stomach. That word had been taboo for her the last couple years. Jumping from one night stand to other various small flings, settling herself for a single man in an attempt of a proper relationship was a fear and sever anger point for Cana. Any of her previous boyfriends would agree you do not cross her, do not insult her, and definitely, by any means, do not use Cana in hopes of sleeping with any of the other ladies of Fairy Tail.No longer stunned from his comment, Cana snapped back to alert. Hmpf, I didn t think you had any fantasies left that needed fulfilled teasing him with a small giggle, the knot in her stomach clenching tighter as her mouth spoke without thinking. Fine, you get a hour. And....we can even call it a date. But, you can t go advertising to the world you got a date with me....for reasons.... looking at him with a smile. Oh, and whatcha got there? Heh....well now. Cards were supposed to be my thing or did you begin studying to be a card mage on the side? Having your own liquor supply was definitely a perk but this....is just flattery she giggled. So where we off to? "I mean I am shameless, as a man and would be happy with a bunch of women worshiping in my bed. But I'm a realist, and know that no one needs that many strong opinions in their life judging them or telling them how to live." He chuckled a bit as he looked at the woman. "Besides, you are already a handful on your own, two of you would drive me to drink as much as you from the stress and stamina required to keep up with you in bed." He teased her playfully."Then I will have to make our hour last, and I will keep it a secret. I know you are ashamed of me Cana and I should be grateful for this time." He teased her a bit and then her impressed by the card gave a chuckle. "No I did this special, just for you. It's why I waited a bit to reach out. I wanted to spend my time focused on making one thing for you." He considered holding the card as he pocketed it."Well I considered a wine tasting today at a posh place, mostly to let all the old money whiners take one look at me and my overly attractive date, and start angrily cursing me under their breath. But that will be too long for my hour. So, maybe a little window shopping and lunch?" He asked her sincerely as he took her hand in his and squeezed it softly. Who said I was ashamed? I m....well....not ashamed. I can t think of any big words but really it s for your own good. You probably don t need a lot of unwanted visitors stalking and hounding you every day to get a better feel of what s going on. Trust me she winked. Cana wasn t lying, word was already spreading like wild fire around the guild after the special delivery for her. She was able to hold her own and fend the nosey few off but for word to get out about Aether would not only make his life more involved but would ultimately piss Cana off to no end with how her guild mates behaved. Wine tasting huh? Well I d hate for you to have to miss an opportunity to add something new to menu at the Fiore Fountain. If that means extending your hour a little....well I think I can accommodate that. So....how about both? she smiled, nodding her head to the side as a sign they can be off on their date. Aether gave her a warm smile and looked back at the woman and nodded. "Certainly then Lady Alberona, we shall go window shopping on the way there?" He offered with a bit of a chuckle as he took her by the hand as they started to walk off together. Though he'd consider something for a moment and then laugh as he walked with her, it had been nice she was willing to try something like this with him. "As Cana... you don't have to ever worry about me if I can handle you I can handle your guild. I know Fairy Tail is all about family and supporting one another. So I imagine if they are going to worry about you, they'd investigate me." He stated without any bit of fear.Walking with her off from his placement with her they'd be exploring. "Though I'm not too concerned if I don't find anything. But you do help me as I have to buy these in two anyway so it's worthwhile." He mused as they started to wander together down the path through semi populated shopping area. It wasn't anything, it was just an open air market for wares, people trying to sell candy, armor, clothes, fresh fruit and produce, there was a shop that was showing off bellydancer's clothes and lingerie to tempt people. There was any number of things in this merchant's alley.To be honest as they walked it was mostly just meaningless to him, he had no problem if Cana wanted to buy something he'd buy it for her. But he was also for him to study her, he wanted to learn more about her and see what caught her eye. "We have to walk through here anyway to the wine tasting. And don't worry, I tend to not dress up for these events, mostly to thumb my nose at these old farts like that creep that you helped me with." Normally Cana would roll her eyes at the gesture to hold her hand while they walked but instead she refrained from it and casually walked with Aether hand in hand for their agreed upon date . It was certainly a significant change in pace being in such a relaxed atmosphere when their previous encounters consisted solely on alcohol and steamy sex. Haven t been shopping in a while, Cana was a bit excited to be out and about ready and willing to buy something besides alcohol. Though if she saw any, a glass or two wouldn t be so bad. Cana couldn t recall the last time she had ever gone a day without having any alcohol.Passing through the vendors Cana couldn t resist but to grab a couple snacks. It started with just some simple fruit, a pear and an apple but then turned into a bag of flavored candies as well along with a meat skewer. Toying with Aether, she continually forced things to his mouth, encouraging him to take bites. Not acting immature, Cana still enjoyed having fun and being free of life s many burdens. Noticing the shop selling lingerie and belly dancer attire, Cana urges Aether towards the shop, assuming he wouldn t decline shopping with her as she browsed the very skimpy garments. Do I really look dressed up for a wine tasting? If they know what s best for them they won t be judging me on how I look anyway. Especially in something like this... she smiled, holding up a lace bra to her chest. Aether would be enjoying the moment with Cana, it was a rare moment for him as well to not have to deal with over stressful situations with work and everything. To be honest it was actually rather nice to not overthink anything, he was rather stressed but with Cana in that moment he was actually enjoying this. They were going to go to the tasting later on so she'd have a great day and some wine. He'd nibble on whatever she offered and in turn he'd have grabbed a few things and did the same with her. Though at times letting go of her hand he might put his arm around her as they walked but if she moved too much he'd let her be independent with him at her side.As they passed the lingerie store with the mannequins in the window he'd turn to Cana and chuckle a bit. "Ah heh, I see.." He smirked walking into the shop with her and admired what she was looking at. He was taking notice of some of the things, then again she was a bit shameless at times so going in with her friends with benefit didn't seem too weird. "I mean I'm going like this, to be honest I don't care what they say about me, but I will smash a bottle if they judge you." He admitted but then when she showed him the lace bra at her chest he could immediately imagine her in it and taking her out of it."No, that's not good. I'd get a bit too jealous letting other people see you in that." He admitted despite her wearing a bikini top normally as he looked at the woman beside him. "Though it would look rather good on you." He admitted as he glanced at another set Going throughout the store, Cana played around with Aether, showcasing a wide variety of various different bras and panties. Some pieces were a bit more revealing than others but her modeling was mostly for Aether s amusement. Wearing little clothing everyday as it was, Cana did already own quite the selection of lingerie for her more intimate moments in life. Comfort and pleasure always played a major role each and every day. You know, they do have a small section for men but I m pretty certain you re enjoying yourself as it is right? she giggled, bumping into his shoulder with her own. Picking out a nicely cut bra and matching panties, Cana figures it was always good to be prepared in case the Sorceror Weekly requested her services once again for another photo shoot and interview. So now, how about that wine tasting hmm? All this shopping makes a girl very thirsty Aether would give a grin as they looked up and down the sections, though it was clear times he was certainly fantasizing about her in the sets of underwear for him. Though he'd be pulled out of it every so often by her looking and tugging him along through the store. "Oh am very much so, but you are the only one who ever sees me in my underwear and usually you are too eager to rip it off to really take any notice of it." He pointed out teasingly.When she made her selection he actually bought the set for her. "Might as well, they'll look great on you and my floor." He winked and put his arm around her as they left the store. "We're halfway there, figured coming through this way would let you have a chance to get some food in your stomach before we go tasting." He smirked and patted her side as they approached a nice looking manor, though it was used for fancy eating and dining it was rented out for the event. The two certainly stood out, him lacking the frills and fanciness of others, and Cana... well Cana lacked a shirt and wore tight pants. The attendant checked them both in as they took a little stand with a number on it and went to a standing table.Despite the looks they got and the men that looked towards Cana and her bust, which despite that Aether actually guarded her a bit on. Not that she was being looked at but that he was protecting her from being leered at. Almost like he was jealous despite all of this men were older than her father, and the women were not all that good looking. The ones that one clearly were ditzy trophy wives or girlfriends. "And before you even say a word, I don't think of you like a trophy." He told her as the first set of wines had come along with a pair of spit buckets. "But then again you aren't a spitter, at least not that I remember." He winked as he started to hand her a glass as the pair would begin their tasting.It had went decently well as he pulled out a little notepad and was marking down his thoughts and tastes on them, before sliding her over the same to do the same as he did want her opinions. As much of a flirt as he was even if he teased her a bit he had been serious about his business and talked with her intelligently on what they were drinking. Though he did mix it in with if he tasted better that certain wines. Though a few in he'd hear some men talking behind them about Cana's body.

['Aether', 'Amellwould']

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Metal and Wood (Shiva X DeRe)

Sundown, and not a tree in sight.Raniel shivered slightly, wishing she hadn't left her cloak behind her. During the day she hardly felt the cold, moving as quickly as she did while following the Great River southward from Lothl rien under the summer sun. But two days earlier, the orc filth had changed their course, departing the shores of the Anduin to venture southwest into Rohan. Once the elf had crossed the Limlight into the Wold, she had lost all cover, and needed to rely on speed and the trampled grass alone to hunt her prey.The dark haired elf was an unlikely choice to track the thieves that had so viciously attacked her people only a week or so earlier. A small host of Galadhrim had been traveling from the Golden Wood to their kinsmen in the north, carrying a small horde of artifacts in the process. Whether the orcs had known about the transport in advance or had stumbled across it in a cruel twist of fate no one could be sure, but it had left five elves dead and the treasures lost.IncludingAnguirel, the legendary black blade and mate of the cursed sword Gurthang. It was unclear whether the weapon was as malicious and dangerous as its legendary twin, but the Lady had kept it hidden in her realm for more than an age, and had only agreed to send it north after the darkness began to spread in the Greenwood. It was supposed to be a saving grace for the silvan elves, but in the hands of the orcs and their masters, who knew what destruction it could unleash?But Raniel was almost as old as the weapon itself, and indeed had seen it once before: lifetimes ago before Beleriand was lost beneath the waves. She was also a swift and skilled tracker, though she preferred hunting at a distance with her longbow to closer combat. In shady woods she had the uncanny ability to almost vanish among the trees, but that advantage was lost on the sweeping plains of the Wold. Off in the distance, shecouldsee the dark line of Fangorn in the west, but she doubted her quarry would seek shelter beneath its eaves. She wasn't that lucky.Still, she had the sharp eyes of the elves, and as she crouched among a stand of rocks on a hill she could see a dark mass moving several miles ahead. Raniel's stomach dropped.So many...had they combined with another force? For a moment, she considered turning back and returning to L rien to ask for reinforcements. Fighting her way through such a crowd was out of the question, and even under the cover of night she doubted she would be able to sneak into their midst, locate the sword, and steal it back.But that was the task the Lady had assigned her, and the elf couldn't bare the thought of Galadriel's face when she told her of her failure. The Golden Wood was the only home she knew anymore, and besides that who knew if it would stand if their enemies got their hands on the weapon or its secrets?And so Raniel continued to follow the horde, maintaining a safe distance until the sun had vanished behind the mountains, and campfires began to spring up around the edge of the pack. Taking a deep breath and nocking an arrow to her bow, the elf began to close the gap between herself and her enemies, praying the night would be enough to protect her. Something in the air was curdling inUzot's bulbous nose. The horde chieftain had a sharp sense of smell, honed through decades of savage necessity. It was the 'unnatural naturalness' of this wretched bit of land, he thought. Never in his life had he been so close to the lands of the Karanzol dru, the tree elves, his ancient bane. Normally he and his tribe of Moria Orcs hid in the fetid hallways of that gutted place, safe from the glare of the sun and the swords of theKaranzol that watched the green wall below. But Uzot was daring, and knew that the greater the risk, the greater the prize. His shaman had called him a fool, insisting it would destroy the tribe. Uzot's response was to remove the shaman's head and give it to the orclings for use as a football. He thereupon appointed a new shaman, who demonstrated their divine wisdom by immediately blessing the expedition.Uzot didn't need some skinny skull shaker to assure him of his providence. He had been born bone white and blue eyed, which was considered miraculous among his kin. Everything he had done since he hacked his way out of the cradle had been guided by his glorious ancestors, and as his power in the tunnels grew, so did the number of orcs convinced of his divine destiny. He rode out with a dozen elite warg riders, his personal guard. They were accompanied by another dozen Uruk, distant kin of Uzot who were young and desperate to take a head in battle. Lastly a train of some three dozen Snaga frantically raced along behind, serving as the baggage, servants, and arrow fodder for their Orc masters. Heading down from the mountain fold, they followed the valley between their rocky enclave and the Elves' pungent forest. Uzot led his horde through the rocky green lane, feeling his way along by pure instinct.The overwhelming cleanliness of the area was overwhelming to Orc senses, so Uzot led a small band of his warg riders out on a foray. Something drew him along the rocky stream that coursed the valley, and he sensed the Elven column even before he saw it. About ten were warriors, and another ten their companions. Suprise was total and the speed and ruthlessness of Uzot's pack gave their foe little chance. Even the overconfident Orc chieftain was surprised at how easy and fortunate it had been then one of his riders produced an elegantly curved sword from the gear of a butchered Elf. It was none other thanZau Dhamab "Black Tooth" one of the most legendary weapons of his tribe. Long ago the cowardlyKaranzol had stolen it from them, and by divine guidance it had been returned and was now clenched in the callused claw of Uzot. With this blade, he knew he had a symbol to unite Orcs across the entire known lands.A tribute to the ancestors was in order, even though Uzot knew they needed to get back to the caves without hesitation. Night was falling and a full moon rising, and the reckless chieftain knew he needed to burn his victory in the minds of his people like a brand into the skin of a slave. The horde regrouped on a rocky hillock, building a camp and trying to fortify it was much as they could. A ring of fires was set around the edge, while the horde concentrated in the center, formed in a circle around Uzot. One of his riders produced an Elf who was still alive, albeit severely wounded. He had been found trying to crawl away, and was dragged before Uzot while the horde whooped and roared. The chieftain deftly disemboweled the screamingKaranzol, dedicating the sacrifice to the dark powers. Raniel wasn't sure what was worse, the smell of the beasts or the sound of their hideous, jabbering laughter. Even with the growing darkness she could still see their monstrous shapes clearly against the cloudless night, but she was still hesitant to come any closer than the circle of fires, and she was careful to remain upwind. Her eyes might have been stronger than theirs, but she did not doubt that they would be able to sniff her if she got too near. Praying the winds wouldn't shift in this uncertain country, the elf began to creep up between the rocks surrounding their camp, relying on the shadows to hide her and her sharp vision to spy out their spoils.As she peered over the edge of the little hillock, she wished she hadn't looked. Instead of seeing the baggage cart as she had hoped, in the center of the camp several orcs had widened into a ring, at the center of which was a hideous white Moria brute, and a wounded Galadhrim guard. "Andir..." she gasped, recognizing one of the scouts that had been missing when the aftermath of the attack had been discovered. Everyone had hoped the elf had escaped on to warn Thranduil of the threat to the woods, but clearly he had not been so lucky. He was hurt badly, and for a moment Raniel was tempted to make her move, shooting into the back of the white orc before her in the hopes Andir might be able to escape in the chaos.Time seemed to have stopped though. The dark haired elf thought she saw Andir's eyes meet hers, thought she saw his lips beginning to mouth words.Run away. Then the white orc's vicious knife swept through the elf's stomach, and the woman's cry of alarm was drowned in a thundering storm of cheers around her. Tears pricking at her eyes, Raniel crept back down the hill, slinging her bow over one shoulder but keeping the arrow close in one hand.Filth. Monstersshe thought , feeling a white hot rage burning inside her. Andir had a wife and children in L rien, the former of which had been begging him to take the ship west for years now. But there were no ships for those sacrificed to the Dark One, and Andir's wife was just as likely to die of a broken heart when she learned what had become of her husband.But perhaps Raniel could give poor Arnien some comfort by sending the entire band of beasts along with her dead husband. Moving as quick and silent as the shadow of a bird across the plain, the elf moved to the nearest of the watch fires. There were a few orcs nearby, but they were more concerned with eating some foul smelling charred cuts of meat than trying to see beyond the borders of their camp. Willing them not to look in her direction, the elf turned her arrow so that the fletched end caught in the flames like a thin, graceful torch in her hand. Stepping back into the grassy shadows, she held the burning feathers to the ground until it caught fire and began to spread quickly. She took care to keep the fire between herself and the orcs, but when her first arrow had been entirely consumed she took a second from a quiver and began to move along the borders of the camp in an attempt to shepherd the flames into a circle that would trap the monsters inside.It wasn't long before the wicked laughter and satisfied boasts of the orcs had given way to more panicked shouts and yells as they realized the extent of the blazes, and for the first time that night Raniel smiled. She took a third arrow and lit it, then fired it directly into the crow. After all, orcs might burn, but Anguirel would not. Might as well cleanse all the filth from it, and search the ashes later.

['Gurthang', 'Raniel', 'Includinganguirel']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/1131/

Two Kunoichi ((Divide[by]Zero & Ecchi))

Motoko, a member of Konoha gakure's famous Hyuuga clan headed for one of the training fields, the bordered a forested area. She was told she would meet with her chosen partner here, to do some training. For the moment, she, and this other newly graduated Genin weren't being put in a typical group of three genin with a jounin captain. They were being teamed up with each other, and would probably still be supervised by a jounin. She wasn't sure if this was because they felt she needed more training, or if the two of them would somehow be a powerful enough team together... perhaps there just weren't enough genin to evenly split them all into typical teams. Whatever the case, the Hyuuga girl would do as she was told, waiting in the training area for her partner to arrive.Her black hair was kept above shoulder length, and tapered from short bangs in front, to longer on the sides, to longest in back. She currently wore a dark v neck t shirt with a net undershirt, and a pair of dark shorts that reach just above her knees, along with her toe less shoes that all of the ninja wore. Her signature konoha leaf headband was worn like a bandanna around her neck. A tool pouch was strapped to her right thigh, holding her kunai and shuriken. Kaede was already at the training fields, sort of. She was in a tree at the border of the training field, getting all the closer to a bullet bee nest. The positively massive bees were deadly hunters. And she wanted to have the whole nest join her. Most people would be dead terrified by them. But Kaede thought they were adorable. Then again, she was Aburame. They had bugs crawling beneath their skin. She was indeed curious why she was only in a two ninja cell instead of three. But it wasn't too relevant. Right now, she was approaching the nest. It appeared that some one had already peppered it with senbon. Her heart drooped at the thought, then bled as she saw one lone bullet bee wandering aimlessly around it's nest. Reaching out a finger, the bee hopped up onto her. Bringing the bee up to her face, which was mostly obscured by her silky black hair, which drooped all the way down to her waist. They only looked at each other for a few moments, before the bee flew up to her head, landing in her hair and brushing back some of it, exposing just enough to show her right eye. A tiny smile was on her face having made a little silent pact with her new friend.The kunoichi fell from the tree, landing in a kneeling position. She wore a dark green long coat, buttoned up from her knees to her neck, where it ended in a tall collar. Under the jacket she had just normal black pants and a matching tee shirt. Unlike most ninja, she had full toed shoes, with a split between the big toe and the rest. They were highly flexible, allowing her a bit more grip since she could move her toes about. Her headband was worn on her right arm. Her skin was almost unnaturally pale, and most of the boys had regarded her as 'creepy' at best. There was a reason Aburame kunoichi girls were very, very uncommon. It cut down the chances of being able to reproduce when bugs were crawling all over a woman. Motoko sighs softly, waiting near a wooden pole mounted into the ground. There were several of them around the area, providing something to use during training. She watched the area with her almost perfectly 360 degree vision... all except for that one narrow blind spot behind her. She watched for whoever it was to be her partner, and possibly for whoever might be leading them, if there was to be anyone like that. She turns her sight toward the tree line as she notices someone drop out of one of the trees, using her byakugan to zoom in on them. It was the Aburame girl who had been in the same graduating class as herself. Could it be that this is her partner? She shivered a bit, thinking about the Aburame specialty, having bugs crawling all over them, even inside them. It was a bit creepy, but then she herself had often been looked at as creepy, being able to see everything and everyone around her any time she wanted.She pushes off from the pole, starting to move toward the other girl. The look of her white eyes seemed like a cold emotionless stare. It was another thing that made her seem rather creepy, as she didn't like showing emotion. In truth, she was just rather shy, so it was hard for her to open up, and thus seemed cold. She lifts a hand to wave a bit, watching the Aburame girl. "Hey... did they.. send you out here to wait for a partner?" When she got her bearings, which was almost instantly, she caught sight of a girl coming her way. Or at least it seemed a girl. Distance was the issue. And while her senses were sharp, she'd seen a few very girly boys in her class. But to her delight, it wasn't one of them. The white pupils gave it away as she saw the Hyuuga from her class. Hyuuga Motoko. Of course quite talented. So maybe that's why it was only them. She was confident enough in her own skills that she could call herself good. And the Hyuuga knew what she was doing, if only by reputation alone.Kaede gave the girl a small smile and wave, moving to make the trip shorter for the Hyuuga. A new bee friend and a new human friend. It'd be a good day, right? hopefully they'd get their instructor soon. "Hello... Yes, I was told to meet here with my cell. Or partner really... So I suppose we're together from now on. We just need to wait for our instructor, yes?" She asked, looking about for a Jounin. Nothing so far. Either that or the Jounin was hiding for whatever reason. "Do you know anything about our instructor?" Motoko nods a bit, giving a little sigh. She certainly hadn't expected to be teamed up with an insect user. She wondered what the higher ups had in mind pairing them. Was there some advantage of the two working together she didn't see? She shrugs to her lightly, looking around, seeing no sign of any instructor. "I don't know... I was just told to come out here and meet my partner for training." She sighs a little bit. "I don't even know if we're getting an instructor..." She looks to the other girl again, slowly extending her hand, somewhat shyly, though she tried not to show it. "I'm Motoko by the way.."It was a moment later, once they had the opportunity to introduce themselves, that a hand suddenly burst up from the ground, right under Motoko. It grabbed at her leg, making her freeze up in surprise and cream as she looked down at it. The first true bit of emotion she'd shown so far, fear. She yanks her leg away and leaps back from it, watching as the rest of the arm extends up out of the ground, followed by a head, then torso, then the rest of a female form rising right out of the earth. It was a dark haired woman, wearing a very short red kimono, opened a bit at the chest to reveal some cleavage. The woman smirked as two kunai flew out quickly, each one landing respectively at the two girls' feet... and each one had an explosive tag attached to them, about to blow. The woman called out cheerfully. "On your toes students!" Kaede was already trying to figure out the benefits to teaming with a taijutsu heavy ninja like a Hyuuga usually was. Between her kikaichu being able to eat chakra, and the Hyuuga's being able to seal it away, they could be a very potent sealing combination. Plus Kaede herself was rang oriented, so she'd be able to cover the Hyuuga's short range with her own wide range. Then they had a lot of vision between them too. Hyuuga's Byakugan, plus a wide network of insects. She was starting to see the synergy potential already. "Kaede." She reached out to take the hand, shaking it gently, telling one of her beetles to stay away form crawling on the girl's hand.The attack came swiftly, and the Aburame leapt away with a squeak. Landing on all fours, the kunai then dropped right in front of her. A flaming tag made her eyes go wide before the explosion hit, the blast only allowing her scream to go halfway before the report overtook it. A heavy smoke laid all about the girl as she laid in the spot, clothing charred and slumped over motionless. The smoke rolled all around the three of them, heavy, thick and choking, completely cutting off the outside world from their view. The woman chuckles as she watches them. The tags weren't actually full powered, they just gave off a lot of smoke and made a loud enough boom to make it seem like a full explosion. They weren't enough to actually harm the girls badly. "You have to do better Kaede chan!" She looked over toward where Motoko should be, seeing the girl laying out on the ground looking badly burned. She smirked, knowing that the tag wasn't powerful enough for that, but Motoko thought it was. That girl laying on the ground was nothing but an ordinary bunshin. She tosses a regular kunai at it, watching it vanish. "Hmm, now where did the cute little Hyuuga go?"Motoko had seen the kunai coming with her byakugan, and placed the bunshin before running off. The jounin woman had apparently seen through that though. She ran toward the woman, and threw a kunai to distract her, feinting off to check on Kaede and see if she was okay. She kneels down, shaking the girl to get her to wake up. "Kaede, get up!" The smoke only got heavier, unnaturally swirling around them. The air wasn't just smokey it was thick, choking thick. The world around them died in noise rather quickly. It was dead silent save the sounds of speech and clanging metal. Kaede still seemed motionless on the ground. And as the Hyuuga came to get her up, her body shifted. The coat slowly burned, like paper, holes appearing with a faint glowing red edge. The burning coat revealed a massing group of wicked beetles, who all tumbled out form the suddenly disappeared body. They were built like cockroaches and twice as large, featuring massive mandibles and pointed tails that looked sharp to the touch. More sprang up from the edges of the smoke, burrowing out of the ground on a relentless march for the assailing ninja. From all directions, she'd find there was no real escape, as the beetles burst from the ground around her trying to crawl up her exposed legs. Motoko quickly realized what she was kneeling next to. It wasn't Kaede... it was a mass of her insects! She quickly stand and moves away from it with a yelp, shuddering at having been so close to those huge nasty things. She really didn't like bugs very much at all. She looks over to see the jounin woman being surrounded by the insects, watching them crawl up her legs. The woman just seems to smirk before she and her clothes appear to turn into dirt and rocks, crumbling away. It had been an earth clone.The sound of hands clapping twice rings out, as the real woman stands a small distance away, calling to them. "Nice work my cute little genin. I can see why they felt you two would be enough for your own team... But we still have a lot of work to do. Come gather so we can get started." The smoke cleared almost instantly, and the bugs disappeared too. Like nothing had been there at all. There weren't even holes from when the bugs had been crawling out of the ground. It had been elaborate genjutsu, and unfortunately the Hyuuga was caught in it's crossfire. Well, the weird beetles were. There was a small grouping of kikaichu in the area, looking like they had been crawling up the clone's legs. But there were so few. The smoke itself had been ninjutsu. Kaede was nowhere to be found. At least not until Motoko was looking at their instructor.A black mass of straight hair emerged from the ground, like it was water, slowly floating up directly underneath the woman. Kaede's head was looking straight up, and the genin realized she'd been in a horrible, horrible position. A small squeak form the girl as she saw straight up the kimono propted her face to turn red just before she went back underground, emerging ten feet away with her back turned. One hand was at her chest, clasped tight as she tried to get back her composure. Motoko shook off the effects of the genjutsu, shuddering again. She should have been able to see through that with her byakugan. She would have to work on that... She starts moving over closer to the woman who was apparently their instructor. She pauses as she notices Kaede's head coming up out of the ground, right under the instructor. Did she just look up between her legs? Motoko blushed a bit herself at the thought.The instructor stood there, well aware of the ground shifting beneath her, the girl's head popping up right under her. She wore a pair of dark undies under the kimono, nothing too fancy or lacy, fairly average, and covering enough that she wasn't worried about it. In fact she smirked when she noticed Kaede rush back down and come up further away with her back turned. "Hurry now girls, we don't have all day." She gave them a moment to approach before continuing. "My name is Ichina Shizuka. You may call me Shizuka sensei, or 'my beloved Shizuka sensei' if you prefer." She grins at them, clearly a bit eccentric. "Now then, I want you both to give your full names, as well as the goals you hope to achieve in becoming ninja." Kaede was still blushing, the curtain of hair in front of her face covering the wide majority of it. But she obediently huddled in and listened to her new instructor, not able to directly look at her. While the undies hadn't been terribly exciting, looking under was still an embarrassing faux pa. She quickly memorized the name though, and since she was pointed to first, she was probably first to introduce herself.She cleared her throat a little, trying to muster the courage. "I I'm Aburame K K Kaede..." THe stuttering was horrible, and she looked away some. "Uh... I... I want to show my c clan... G Girls are worthy n ninja..." She panted for air like it had been hard to just say that much. Obviously, Motoko wasn't the only shy one between the two genin. Motoko listened to Kaede's introduction, nodding a bit. She clears her throat and goes next. "My name is Hyuuga Motoko. My goal is to live up to my clan's expectations for me as the next in line to become the clan's leader..." She sighs a bit, not really liking the whole idea. It was so much expectation thrust upon her, but she had no choice, she had to meet it.Shizuka sensei smiles at them, she moved over to pat Kaede on the head a bit. "Relax dear. You need to focus on the training today, so you don't die.." She turns and moves away from them, pulling out a paper with some markings on it. She turns again to face them, holding up the paper for them to see. "The first exercise we will do, is to have you retrieve this. You will have one hour in which to do so." She takes it, and tucks it down her cleavage, into the folds of her kimono. "If you don't retrieve it in time, you will go without lunch, and give me one hundred push ups. Understood?" Kaede nodded as her head was pat down. A kikaichu beetle sneakily made its way onto Shizuka's kimono sleeve, crawling in already. Honestly, sometimes she didn't know quite what they planned. Especially sicne she had a huge case of nerves. Though her nerves were really mostly from the panty shot. Not that Shizuka had anything to be ashamed of. Quite the opposite. Of course, she had to put that out of mind as soon a possible. In fact, she thought about Motoko. Poor girl was expected to be the best, where Kaede was expected to be horrible. What a crew.But then came the challenge. Grab the piece of paper from the sensei. Alright simple. Tucked in her cleavage. Not so simple. Embarrassing really, especially since she already got a panty shot. The task actually elicited a whimper from the girl. Then again, they didn't have a signal to start. And time kind of was ticking. Kaede looked at Motoko questioningly, before the Hyuuga would notice something not quite right. Like with the beetles, her body was fake again. This time it was a swarm of her kikaichu. The real Kaede was underground again, as her arm burst through the earth to shoot up under Shizuka's kimono, going for an under grab for the paper. Motoko nodded a she listened to the instructions given. She sighs, really hoping they could get the paper in time. If they worked together maybe they could. She looks over at Kaede... but it wasn't Kaede. She could see the insects. It was an illusion. She looks over to Shizune, who leaped up and flipped in the air before land a distance away from where Kaede was coming up from from the ground. She chuckled, shaking her head. "Now now, I didn't say to start yet. Don't be so hasty. A good ninja must use stealth and wait for the opportunity to strike and achieve their objective. I want you both to go hide yourselves in the forest. When I move through it, you can look for your opportunity." She looks from one to the other. "Ready..... Go!" She would wait for them to go and hide themselves, before leaping off into the forest to start moving from tree to tree. So Shizuka could see through the groundhog technique. Kaede was hoping for a quick surprise shot. But she was left empty handed after risking another panty shot. They then received some slightly more detailed instructions. So like obedient little ninja, they were supposed to go into the woods first. Sighing, she absorbed the bug clone back into her long jacket and disappeared in a bust of speed for the forest. Motoko would be along shortly, for sure.While she waited, she tried to come up with a plan. The Kikaichu were talking to her. Constantly chattering exactly where Shizuka was. The Aburame nodded her agreement with them as she started setting up her wire traps, knowing the place where Shizuka would start going for. Part of an ambush was preparedness. hopefully with some genjutsu, and a little help from a certain Hyuuga, they could loop the teacher into the trap. Motoko took off after Kaede, deciding she would find her so they could plan. After all, they had a better chance if they worked together, and Motoko wasn't much of a planner on her own. She follows Kaede, moving up next to her, watching her. "So... what are you thinking? Do you have a plan?" She fidgeted a bit, looking around for any sign of Shizuka anywhere nearby, then looks back to Kaede. "W what can I do to help?" Kaede pointed out the area where the wire traps were set. "If we can get her here, I should be able to net her and get the paper. So think you can herd her in here?" She asked, looking at the girl hopefully. Putting an arm up on the girl's shoulder, one kikaichu made it's way onto the Hyuuga, for tracking purposes just like with Shizuka. It wasn't a sign of mistrust, but rather of just wanting to know. She also had a back up plan that she was working on, but it was a very hush hush kind of thing. In case Shizuka was listening in on them. Motoko listens carefully, looking to where the traps were laid out. She nods slowly. "I.. I think I can... I'll try." She didn't really notice the little insect crawling onto her back, thankfully. Knowing there was a bug on her would make her shudder and distract her thinking about it. She stands, and uses her byakugan to track the movements of Shizuka. When she finds what she thinks is her, she speeds off to chase her, and try to herd her this way. Kaede nodded as the Hyuuga got going. To find an inconfident Hyuuga was an oddity to say the least, but at least the Aburame found something of a comrade in her. The little link of nervousness they shared gave her a little comfort. As Shizuka made her way into the forest deeper, Kaede brought down a genjutsu, one that would make traveling through the woods seem absolutely normal, when really it was twisting and winding her path, making her travel exactly where she wanted, and in completely irrelevant circles. It would disorient and put the sensei off her guard. That is, if it worked right. Her genjutsu was strong, as was her ninjutsu, but her taijutsu was lacking, which was where miss Hyuuga could come in and save the day. Motoko used her byakugan to see past the genjutsu this time, since she knew to expect it. She follows after Shizuka, tossing kunai to try and get her to turn in certain directions. Trying to slowly herd her back to the trap, without making it too obvious. Whether Shizuka realized what they were trying or not, she didn't know. She had to simply try and help this plan work. Shizuka was starting to get close to the area with the trap, though wether it was Motoko, the genjutsu, or a purposeful action by the jounin, was a mystery. Shizuka, stepping into the trap, would see six copies of Kaede rise form the ground using the groundhog technique. As they surrounded her, they all came into attack, attempting to stab her with kunai. Motoko would be able to see they were all bug clones, save the kunai. But the real threat were the wires. As they attacked her, they would distract. If Kaede hit one, all the better, as more kikaichu would be able to crawl upon the woman. But even if they were hit, the body just reformed and kept up the assault. Once the fight had been going on for a moment, the bug clones all burst over the woman, creating a sphere of kikaichu in all directions, effectively encasing her in black as the wires were triggered. They sprang in from all directions, creating a spherical web trap to seal away their dear instructor. Shizuka began to fight back the bug clones, kicking them away and slashing them in half with a kunai. She does her best to shake off the bugs that got on her, trying to fight back the insects as they burst all around her and formed a dark sphere. Then the wires came and surrounded her, seeming to trap her and hold her there. She chuckles softly, seemingly defeated. "Well done girls, you've laid a rather nice trap."Motoko stood on a branch watching. She was trying to see if there was any trickery being used by the instructor at all, anything that might let her slip free of the trap and evade them again. It had only been half an hour so far, so if they really had succeeded, she would be pleased with that time. All seemed to be going well. The woman was caught, and the bugs were unharmed. Some had even managed to get on her. Things were going very very well. At least it'd appear. The jounin could very well have had a trap up her sleeve, so Kaede had to figure out the safest way to secure the paper. Deciding the best course of action, the Aburame of course used her loyal friends. One of the bug clones reformed, reaching into the woman's cleavage to find the paper. Motoko watches carefully, keeping an eye out for any tricky moves. She blushes a bit as she watches the insect clone stick its hand inside the kimonos, right into her cleavage to dig out the paper.Shizuka smirks, watching the clone stick its hand in, feeling it between her breasts. She lets out a lewd moaning sound, just to make Kaede a little uncomfortable. She smirks and looks to the clone's face. "You know Kaede chan, even in bug clone form, you're pretty cute." She turns to look up at the real Kaede and give her a wink. Once the clone pulls the tag out, Shizuka would suddnly, in a blur of motion, push out of the wires. Looking closely, Kaede might see some of them had already been cut and disabled before the trap was sprung, and thus not as much of a complete trap as it had seemed at first. She stands on the ground smirking. "You both did quite well! But I'm afraid you got the wrong tag." Upon looking at the tag, it would be obvious it was not the one they were supposed to take from her... but an explosive tag. Shizuka smirks wide and parts the front of her kimono enough to show the waistband of those dark undies, and the edge of the tag sticking out of them. "An important lesson... never think your target will be where you expect it!" She blows them a kiss and dashes off again, the explosive tag starting to burn. The bug clone fell to pieces and scattered, just before the tag exploded. The lewd moan, the flash... All of it seemed they were only being toyed with. And Kaede had given up. The imagery involved with that made her shudder and hold her knees to her chest. That was no way for a ninja to act. Kaede was done.Of course, plan B was well underway. Poor Shizuka had no idea. Then again, neither did Motoko. Kaede was waaay too demoralized, and in a way grossed out, to keep going with the charade. Motoko looks down to Kaede, seeing her crouched down with her knees to her chest. She frowns and goes down to try and console her. She puts a hand on her shoulder gently. "Kaede, come on. We still have another half hour. You'll think of something even better..." She looks off in the direction Shizuka had fled in for a moment. "We have to get the tag, and prove we're capable ninjas, right?"Shizuka meanwhile paused in her fleeing, not seeing any sign of the two girls following her. She takes a moment to rest there, wondering what they might plot this time. "Th thanks Motoko... But you saw her... She was just playing the whole time. I really don't think we can win." Kaede shook her head slowly, knowing there was no way she'd get that slip of paper. Especially not with it tucked away in her underwear. It was a horrible devious move. Kaede pulled a slip of paper from her own jacket, identical to the one they were supposed to grab."This is the best I can do." She said. By now, the kikaichu on Shizuka would have gotten quite dandily to work, stealthily chewing away the slip until it was completely gone. Motoko frowns at her. It really wasn't like her usually to do what she did next... but she felt that she had to. "No, that's not good enough Kaede. Is that how you want to prove that girls can be worthy ninja to your clan? By giving up and using a fake? That's not acceptable... You have something to prove to your clan, just like I do! I won't give up, or cheat. Even if I do fail, I want to try my best to do this the right way. And I think... you should too..." She started to slip back into her shy demeanor, wondering if Kaede would think she's silly for what she said. She steps back a bit, and looks toward where Shizuka had gone, using her byakugan to look for her. "We can find her, and... we can do it..."Shizuka meanwhile was standing in a tree, waiting for any sign of the two. She felt the movement of the bugs, being against such a sensitive area, and started to flick them off of the paper tag, trying not to kill them. She notices they had started to chew it, and raised a brow curiously. Between the two of them, Kaede didn't have any qualms about cheating, lying, trickery, and all other sorts of dishonorable tactics. Because they were ninja. There was nothing honorable about killing people while they weren't looking, or stealing things from the shadows. The fact that they'd been shown the document made it all too easy to duplicate. Sneaky ninja trick, swap out the real article with a fake. They did it almost every day. To be swapped with a real body was the only useful reason logs existed. "...She's 100 meters that way..." She pointed directly at Shizuka's direction, able to sense her kikaichu being removed one by one. Standing, she sighed. "She found out anyway..." With a depressed sigh, she moved in that direction, if only just to pick up her companions. Motoko follows her with a little frown. "Come on, let's think of something. We should do this the right way. We'll get it even if.. if we have to rip her clothes off to get it!" She blinks and blushes a bit at her own words. "Um, or.. just something else... I don't mean I want to strip her or anything." She sighs, feeling a bit awkward now. "So, can you think of anything else that might work? Your last plan was pretty good... We just have to make sure she doesn't catch on too soon." "I..." She shook her head. "I can't think of anything that will work. She's well prepared for us. She can dodge my kikaichu, and feel the ones on her. And she seems to have a more than competent grasp of taijutsu techniques. Now she's on her little rampage of lewd acts." They were only a few moments away, so her voice quieted, and she kept herself in hidden vantage points. "It's like the only way we could beat her is to make her want to go naked." Motoko sighs, thinking about it. She looked at Kaede thoughtfully. "You can use fire element ninjutsu can you?" She expected that was a no.. insect users wouldn't use an element dangerous to their bugs like that... "But you can you some convincing genjutsu... Maybe if you could make her believe her clothes were on fire, she would strip them off... I'll be hiding, and when I see the tag drop, I'll go for it. What do you think, could it work?"Shizuka meanwhile had gone back to moving about, deciding not to stand around too long. She started to wonder though if she was being too difficult with her students though. She expected great things from them, having gotten very high marks in the academy. She wouldn't be surprised if they passed the chuunin exams their first time through. But even then, they still had a lot of training ahead, and lots of experience to earn. "Just earth and wind elements." She shook her head. Fire was indeed an element outside of the Aburame clan. It seemed to almost be genetically impossible for them to have an affinity for it. My genjutsu techniques are slow, meant to manipulate emotions... Not instantly make someone believe they're on fire... I... I have a bad idea..." She whimpered lightly at it. But she was a kunoichi. It was supposed to be in her training anyway."J just be ready to steal the note while I've got her distracted..." x Shizuka would find a strapping man, a little younger than her, resting up against a tree. He seemed blissfully unaware of the ninja battling in the forest. He wore a simple gi, open at the chest, his tanned body glistening a little with sweat. On spotting her, he nodded with a sure smile, getting up and moving towards her. "What might you be doing out here?" He asked, the feeling in the air electric between them.Motoko would be able to see the genjutsu at work, as Kaede was the man. She wouldn't feel the artificial air of attraction and arousal though. That was genjutsu specifically aimed for Shizuka. The plan was simple, get Shizuka to strip, steal the note, and RUN. Motoko hid, watching closely with her byakugan as Kaede made her attempt at seduction. Shizuka stops upon seeing the strange man. She didn't recognize him as being from the village. She watches him curiously, and suspiciously. She couldn't rule out the idea that this might be another trick by her cute little students. She smiles at him, striking a rather seductive pose, wondering how he would react. "Oh, just training my skilled, and very cute genin students." She watches him carefully, moving a bit closer. "I don't recall ever seeing you before. You aren't from the village are you? How did you find your way here?" She tugs her kimono a bit more open at the chest, using her hand to fan herself and letting out a little breath, acting as if she were overheated from all the moving around. The man quirked an eyebrow a little. "Well, I'm no ninja. Maybe that's why you don't recognize me. Then again, I don't remember ever seeing you. A crying shame, really. Having to hide all the time doesn't do your beauty justice." Yeah cheese lines. But the genjutsu was supposed to sort of make that kind of thing appealing. It was supposed to effect the pleasure centers of the mind, causing a building heat in sensitive locations all over the body. A heat that needed to be exposed and dealt with in any way possible. He had to keep the conversation going though. He wasn't supposed to be the seducer. With the genjutsu, it was supposed to build up until she would be forced to just jump him. "I come in here to train. I'm no ninja, but I do practice martial arts. I don't want to be useless if a friend is ever in danger." Shizuka starts to feel a building desire.. a warmth between her legs growing. She nods to him, smiling pleasantly and moving a little closer as she looks him over. "Well, one must make sacrifices. Besides, I don't always hide. A kunoichi like myself is often used for her beauty, to distract or infiltrate." Could this be a trick of her students? She doubted Kaede would willingly put herself into a position to get intimate with her, not with how she'd reacted to seeing her panties, nor seeing where the tag had been placed. Motoko didn't seem like the seducing type, and she wasn't as skilled with the transformation jutsu as most of the other students. If it were her, she would only have to wait until she couldn't hold it any longer and turned back. The real question was this growing need in her loins. "I see. A noble desire sir." She smiles, her nipple perking under her kimono as the genjutsu works its spell on her body. Her kimono droops from her left shoulder, falling further open to expose that perky left nipple and most of her bare breast. She starts to move closer to him, her body swaying seductively as she does, and her kimono shifting a bit more down her shoulders, starting to expose her full, round breasts to him. She reaches a hand out to move it over the side of his face, starting to lean in, as if for a kiss. "I do enjoy a man with a noble heart."Motoko watches, blushing as Shizuka's breasts start to become exposed. She was getting nervous, wondering if she could really go through with this. If the plan worked, they would see their instructor naked. She wondered if she could handle that. She continued to watch, wondering how well Kaede was doing with this. "So were you sent to distract me?" He joked. The genjutsu was working excellently it seemed, and already the clothes were starting to drop. The thought of it was making Kaede squirm, but she was internally biting her lip to keep herself from acting out of character. She had to keep her concentration up, so she tried her best to keep the eyes up and on Shizuka's eyes. Seeing the woman coming up for a kiss, she took hold of the hand before it gite got to his face. He kissed her fingers softly, which for Kaede was far more comfortable than an actual kiss. "Such a lovely woman... My only wish is to see your powerful and lovely body." Kaede wanted to hurl so bad right now. Shizuka smirked at the man as he kisses at her fingers. She leans in further, pressing her body against his. Her kimono had fallen from her shoulders completely, held up at her elbows now, her full breasts and hard nipples completely bared to Kaede. She leans in again, her lips getting closer to his as she whispers. "Then you should see it... as you make love to me. Mmmh..." The feeling of need burning in her nethers was far too powerful now to possibly ignore. She was increasingly suspecting something else was at work to make her feel this way. Perhaps she was trapped in a genjutsu, but she really didn't care right now. Being a ninja of a sexual nature, one of her great weaknesses was her own sex drive. Once she had gotten going, she didn't stop until she was satisfied. if this was in fact some clever trick by her students, they may well get the tag from her... but it would be quite wet from her deep arousal. Even now her juices were soaking into the half of it stuffed between her legs inside her panties.Motoko watched, growing more red faced by the minute. If this kept up much longer she might faint and be useless to the plan. "Won't need these then..." He dropped to his knees, pulling the kimono down off the woman smoothly. Then he looked at her panties, tag inside as well, and pulled them down. Both he flung to the side, into the bushes. Also known as prime snagging space. The man then laid her down, his own still covered body hovering right above her. Straddling her, he grinned, eyes on her face still. The woman was without tools, or notes, or anything now. And his face began to shift, suddenly become twisted and grotesque, like a nightmare coming to life. Jagged teeth separated, opening wide as it let out a bloodthirsty roar. Kaede couldn't stand the seduction any more. So she turned to her real forte, horror. Shizuka smiled wide as the man moved down and began to completely pull her kimono off, leaving her upper body fully nude. Then she watches as her wet panties, along with the wet tag were pulled down, leaving her naked, aside from her shoes. She had a small trimmed bush of dark hair above her pussy, dripping wet pussy at that. She allowed herself to be laid down, looking over as Motoko dashed into the bush to grab the tag from her discarded panties, chuckling softly as she heard "Ick! It's all wet, and smells funny!" She looks up again to the 'man's face, watching as it twisted and distorted into a monstrous visage. She sighs, one of her hands grabbing at one of 'his' wrists and holding it tight. "This was a good trick Kaede chan, you even managed to get me worked up enough not to care if it was a trap." She tries to pull the hand down to her crotch, attempting to get the fingers against her wet pussy. "And now that you've gotten me so worked up... I really think you need to do something about it." She smirks at the disguised Kaede.Motoko holds up the tag by the dry end, waving it about some, trying to get it to dry. She looks over to see Kaede still in her disguise on top of Shizuka sensei, her face practically glowing bright red. "K K Kaede..?! What are you doing with Shizuka sensei? I have the tag, you can stop now!" The captured wrist made Kaede wince and she tried to pull away. But the kunoichi she'd been messing with had her held tight. Her disguise dropped, and so did everything else. She whimpered as she struggled, trying her best to keep the fingers away from the wetness. Like it would poison her or something. Her fingers were only inches away, slowly getting closer."H Help, Motoko!" She yelped, the look on her face being of pure horror before she felt some off warmth and wetness. "AHHHH!" She yelped, her hair standing on end before she fainted. Motoko watches, red faced, not sure what to do. She bites her lip, unsure of herself as she watches Kaede faint on top of Shizuka. She holds up the tag, waving it around. "Shizuka sensei! I have the tag, we won! L let her go..?"Shizuka sighs as Kaede faints. "You really are no fun Kaede chan." She gently rolls the girl off of her, resting her on her back, then stands, her legs pinching together as her arousal remains. She looks to Motoko and nods. "Yes, you won. Good job to both of you." She holds her hand out to her. "My underwear if you please." Motoko looks over and picks up the underwear, pinching it between her thumb and index finger. She tosses them over to Shizuka who catches them and then slips them on to cover her wet pussy. She picks up her kimono and pulls it on, finishing re dressing. "I'm surprised Kaede chan was able to go through with that. Perhaps we should work on her skills of seduction." She smiles and reaches out to pat Motoko on the shoulder. "We'll meet again tomorrow for more training." She leans down to pick Kaede up gently, and take her to the infirmary to rest until she wakes up. Motoko follows and waits there after Shizuka heads out... probably heading home for a heavy session of touching herself. Kaede woke with a tried groan. It was only a short time. And the nurse had said nothing was wrong, just a faint caused by overexertion of her chakra, and a mild case of shock. Feeling all her hair brushed out of her face, she sat up, shaking her head until the hair started sliding back in front of her eyes, obscuring her face like always. The bullet bee was gone, probably waiting outside for her. Likely a wise decision on the bee's part, considering there were people with bee allergies. Seeing a three inch long bee would kill those people through heart attacks.Putting a hand to her head, the Aburame looked about, still in a half daze. "Wh What happened?" Motoko looks up as she sees Kaede wake. She was sitting in a chair waiting. She sighed a bit as she stands, moving over. "I got the tag, so we won the challenge, thanks to you. Shizuka sensei brought you here after you fainted, then left. We're supposed to meet tomorrow for more training." She looks around, fidgeting some. "So I guess we have the rest of the day off..." She fidgets again, looking uncomfortable, maybe nervous. "D do you... want to go to ichiraku and get something to eat? Maybe?" "Oh... Motoko. Hey..." She blushed brightly, not that it was easily seen. "I see... She uh... Didn't do anything to me, did she?" She whimpered softly, a bit scared of what a woman like her could do when she was aroused. The Aburame hadn't really been given a proper course in sex education, since her parents felt that a girl filled with bugs was a bit of a turn off. As she slipped out form the covers, she squeaked when she found she was in the white thin robe that was given to patients. "Wh Where are my clothes?" She asked shyly, cringing a bit. "I... I can't go out like this..." Motoko shakes her head, blushing a bit. "N no.. she didn't do anything to you once you fainted. She just dressed then brought you here." She pouts a bit. "She sure is... weird... I wonder why we got her as a sensei..." She looks up, remembering something Shizuka had said. "S she did mention... possibly having you trained in seduction, because of your technique..." She looks over, seeing Kaede's clothes on a table in the corner, and points at them. "They're right there. I'll uhm.. wait outside so you can get dressed..." She moves over toward the door, glancing back at her partner... her... new friend? Maybe... She breathed a sigh of relief as she was told her fainting had gone mostly unmolested. But the idea of being trained for seduction scared her. "I... I'm a horrible candidate for that..." She blushed, bright, hiding her face with her hands despite the hair doing that already. The lithe girl was not meant to be making love for stab attempts. That was for the cute, confident girls. "Th Thanks..." She nodded as Motoko left, before stripping herself of her robe and gathering her clothes out, starting on her panties. Or not. Kaede couldn't find them, and it made her squeak in fear. Motoko waits outside the door, and waits... and waits... It was taking too long just to get dressed, and hearing the squeak, she turns and peeks her head back in. "Kaede, is everything oka " She stops, seeing her standing there, quite nude as she'd been looking for her panties and unable to find them. Her whole face turns a bright red, nearly fainting right there. She almost closes the door on her neck, remembering she needs to pull her head out first, and doing so.. though too quickly and bumping the side of it on the edge of the door. "Ow! ow ow oww.... S sorry Kaede!" She closes the door again and turns her back to it, standing there trying to calm down, still quite red faced. Awkward...The whole day had seemed to follow that theme. The kunoichi was walked in on while dressing of all things. While her hair conveniently covered everything important, aside from the "note hiding spot" that Shizuka had used, she still was red as blood itself while she settled for putting on her clothing without the comfort of having panties. With a small whimper, she sheepishly peeked her head outside the door. "S Sorry Motoko..." She whimpered, shamefully walking out. "I... I think this is the worst day ever..." Motoko looks over at her, a faint blush still on her cheeks as the image of Kaede standing there nude was burned into the forefront of her mind. She couldn't shake it off. Every time she closed her eyes, there it was... naked Kaede. She nods to her, her voice wavering slightly as she starts to speak. "It's fine.." She clears her throat, still calming down a bit. She takes a deep breath, and smiles slightly at her. "Yeah.. L let's go to ichiraku. Maybe that will make it better..." "Right." She took in a deep breath and made her way for the ramen bar, along with her new teammate. They were very quiet the whole way. It was awkward. But the travel wasn't unbearably long, and they arrived in time for Kaede's stomach to go and growl. She hadn't gotten lunch on account of the passing out. The Aburame was joined by her bullet bee, flying in to it's former resting place just a moment before flipping open the flaps of cloth that concealed the place with the advertisement. The smell of cooking food assailed her nostrils, and she sat down. "Uh... O One bowl of shrimp ramen with okra please..." She muttered when asked for her order. Motoko walked with Kaede, not saying a word to her because... she really wasn't sure what to say at this point. The other girl had to feel practically violated with everything that happened so far. She follows her into the ramen bar, letting her go first. She noticed the bee, something she hadn't realized before as an actual live bee, rather than just a decorative hair pin. She shivered a little, making note not to get too close to it. She sat down next to her partner, and looks up over the menu. "Chicken ramen please.." As the cook turned to her, her smiled a bit before saying. "Oh, Motoko. Your father was looking for you. I think he's wondering about how your training went today. You should go see him once you've eaten." She nods to him slowly. "O oh... okay." Kaede was too shy to say anything at this point. Indeed, she did feel violated. This was her first real dive into a more adult world, a world she didn't understand. And the naked bit didn't help either. First day with her partner, and Motoko had already seen her without clothing. And to make it worse, she was still lacking panties. At least the ramen arrived quickly enough to keep her distracted. She immediately dug in to avoid talking, and to have an excuse for the silence. She wanted to try and be better friends with her partner. But after today, she wanted to crawl in a hole and die. Motoko looks down into her ramen bowl when it's placed in front of her, just staring at it for a bit, not even touching her chopsticks yet. She looked thoughtful.. perhaps a bit worried. She was thinking about what the ramen cook told her about her father. She'd completely forgotten that he would be expecting her to return home promptly as always. He was probably looking for her because she should have been home already, not staying out after training. it was too late now though, she was already out with Kaede, and already had ramen in front of her. When her stomach growled at her, she finally picked up her chopsticks and started to eat slowly, wanting to prolong the inevitable lecture about being home on time. The only saving grace was that they passed their training challenge for the day, so her family at least wouldn't be too disappointed in her. She looks over at Kaede, wondering how they would react to hearing it was an Aburame she'd been partnered with. She didn't know how much their families liked eachother, or if they just didn't really care. Kaede ate her ramen quickly, though left nothing as far as a mess went. Definitely awkward. When she was done, she left her money on the table and bowed in respect to Motoko. "I... I need to leave." She blushed as she left, glad to be away from the girl. Not that Motoko was bad. Just that there was a whole lot of awkward for her to work through. The only thing that would made things worse was if Shizuka came in the middle of the night to finish the job. Motoko looks up as Kaede quickly finishes and leaves her money. She watches, almost sadly as the girl leaves her there alone. Kaede was the first possibility she had at having a friend, being kept at home all the time if she wasn't studying or training. She never had time to interact with others or socialize. She sighs, and finishes eating, leaving her money as she turns to leave and head home. Once there she got the lecture she expected about being home on time. She didn't bother trying to explain why she stayed out. She told them about the Aburame girl she'd been teamed up with, and that they managed to pass their training challenge, though she left the details of how they did that out. She got a minor praise for her success, and told she needed to continue working harder and do better every day. As for hearing she was partnered with an Aburame, they really didn't say anything about it. Kaede slept horribly that night. In fact, she couldn't sleep. Sneaking from her room, she had to take a walk. She was still in her sleeping gear. Just a long tee shirt, panties, and long pants with a drawstring waist. She was trying to clear her head, but nothing really was working. She kept thinking about sensei's wetness and the events of the day. Standing on a small bridge over the river, she sighed while looking into the water. She couldn't understand why she was so weirded out. She'd made her ninja skills match her own ability to creep people out, scare them, and cause them to freak out or lose their cool. But today, it was her turn. Sighing, Kaede tried to get her mind off it all. But no dice. Some distance away from the bridge, Motoko was on the water, practicing some of her taijutsu. The challenge of it was fighting while keeping her chakra focused in her feet enough not to sink. The sounds of the water splashing around her would travel a bit, Kaede might even hear it from the bridge. She was wearing a pair of tight black shorts, and a short sleeveless top so if she got wet, there wasn't much to have to dry out. She was focused on her forms and movement, expecting the whole village was away in bed, aside from the night guards along the walls. Kaede heard the commotion and moved to figure it out. Her natural curiosity was getting the better of her, as she found the commotion. She'd hidden inside a bush, and caught sight of someone fighting on the water. Well, shadowboxing. Or practicing forms. Taijutsu was definitely her weak point. She was abut to say something, but decided against it, the embarrassment getting to her again. So she got to watch instead, feeling a little bad for just spying on her friend. Motoko continued moving on the water, practicing various fighting moves and stances. She was almost dancing on the water, spinning about and thrusting, or kicking. She didn't notice Kaede hiding and watching her. She starts to move faster, speeding up her practices attacks and working up a sweat. Watching Motoko, Kaede got a sense of jealousy. The woman moved gracefully. All of her moves were so well refined. Her body wasn't just graceful though, it was beautiful, and Motoko would grow up to be a lovely woman with a family to look after. And a clan. But she wasn't anything like Motoko. She was horrific when she was doing her best. She whimpered softly, hand gripping at the ground as she watched. It wasn't fair. Why was she the one that was supposed to go through the seduction training, when Motoko was already an idea candidate? And why had Shizuka constantly teased her about being cute, or doing lewd things? She didn't get it. As Motoko continued her self training, she moved faster, and faster. She was trying to improve the speed of her taijutsu. She had to make it better, work harder, be the best. Or so her clan had made her believe. As she continued to increase her speed, she missed a step, and slipped, falling back and splashing down into the water. She flailed, her arms splashing about as she tried to gain some stability in the water. There was a bit of a current and it was making it difficult for her to gain any control in the water.. not to mention she just wasn't the best swimmer. With a squeak, the bug girl jumped to action, flying out of the bush in a dash for her friend. Her insects flew away form her, save those under her skin, as she dove into the water. The freezing cold water shocked her senses as she went in, but she grabbed Motoko and tried to pull her to the river bank. Her shivering body made it hard, but she managed, panting and gasping for air as she dragged Motoko out, flopping onto her side when she knew the girl was safe. Motoko felt someone grab her just as she was on the edge of consciousness. Her body went limp on Kaede's arms, easily dragged up onto the bank, out of the water. There she lay, her eyes closed, and no visible sign of breathing or moving at all. Her wet hair clung to her face and neck, her wet shirt clinging to her torso, her shorts... well they were tight anyway. Panting, she looked at the other, panicing when she saw her chest not rising and falling like it should. Tiredly, she crawled over and tried to do CPR. Clear the throat, check, Kaede opened the girl's mouth and let the water spill out. Then she had to try and breathe. She formed a lip to lip seal with Motoko and blew, filling her lungs before laying her had down on her chest. She tried to feel her chest rising and falling. Failing that, she had to pump ten times on Motoko's ribcage, hoping she didn't fracture the rubs while trying to resuscitate. CPR really only worked about 4 of the time, but she had to do it. She had to try everything. Motoko continued to lay motionless, not breathing as Kaede did her best to perform CPR. Her lungs expanded as Kaede blew in through her mouth, and as they contracted again, the water in them came spilling out. Motoko coughed, groaning out as she regains consciousness. Her eyes open slowly and she looks until she sees Kaede's face. "K... Kaede? What happened... Did I drown?" She starts trying to sit up, looking over the other girl, her memory of what just happened returning. "What are you doing here?" Kaede staggered back as Motoko started coughing. Looking with concern, she waited for her friend to regain consciousness. Not sure what to say, she looked off to the side with embarrassment. "uh... I... Couldn't sleep..." She whimpered softly, still shivering from the cold. But her mind wasn't really on the possibility of getting sick considering what had happened. Motoko nods to her, smiling a little. "I'm glad... if you hadn't been here I probably would have drowned... I owe you my life Kaede.. thank you." She looks down at herself, and over Kaede, seeing their soaking wet clothes, and shivering as a breeze blew by. "We should get out of these so we don't catch cold..." She looks around for a tree, and upon seeing one would stand and hurry over to it. She leaps up grabbing arm fulls of leaves, then brings them back over, starting to pile them. "I've been working on something.. a special kind of ninjutsu, where I infuse some of my chakra into something like these leaves, and transform them into something else... like dry clothes." She smiles a bit and holds her hands over the leaf piles, concentrating her chakra into them. She thank makes a few hand signs and concentrates. With a puff of smoke the leaves turn into simple, but dry clothes. Two sleeveless shirts and two pairs of loose shorts. "I It's not...." Kaede was blushing bright, avoiding the Hyuuga's eyes. "Uh... er... N No problem." She managed to stammer, clutching herself to try to keep warm. In fact, she was trying to avoid looking at the Hyuuga all together. Her shirt was wet... And white... And wet. Which meant she was having some Shizuka flashbacks now. It was so distracting she barely noticed the leaves and oddness. But the Hyuuga was making her presence know with her little demonstration. Kaede actually took a few moments to realize the two sets of clothes were intended for wearing. Like now."Th Thank y y y y you..." She shivered, taking the clothes behind a bush to change yet one more time for the day. The thought never occurred to her that they might just poof back to normal at a sudden loss of concentration. Motoko's shirt was never actually described as white, but that is more interesting so it is rolled with . The Hyuuga picks up the other set of dry clothes, moving over to a bush close to Kaede's. While the technique didn't take a lot of concentration to keep, none at all in fact, as her chakra was infused into the materials to hold it, she DID have to stay within a certain distance of it or it would poof. Loss of conscientiousness would do the same of course. She strips off her wet clothes and pulls on the new ones quickly, then moves closer to Kaede's bush to wait for her. "Uhm... I'll have to go with you to your house... if you get too far away from me while wearing those, the jutsu will release. So if you go without me, you might end up naked halfway home." Kaede dressed quickly and stepped out, still toying with the hem of her clothing. She was still cold though, and she was shivering quite a bit. She held her clothes close, but not close enough to transfer the wetness. Then the news she received of needing to stay near made her blush and squeak nervously. Perhaps stupidly, she stuck as close to the Hyuuga as possible, awkwardly trying to find the spot between perceived danger and Motoko's personal space bubble. Motoko blushes slightly as Kaede moves so close to her. She offers a slight smile, trying to comfort her. "Well, you'll need to lead the way to your place. I'm not sure where you live. I'll follow you home, and go once you're inside." She holds her own wet clothes, waiting to be led to the Aburame home so she could head back home herself. "R Right... Kind of awkward though..." She blushed, leading the way. Kaede moved with some stealth, not liking the idea of being seen at the moment. No, it wasn't Motoko, or the lame clothing. It was just the wetness and the clothes, and the still present oddness between them. Kaede wanted to stop that though. "M Motoko... Uh... W Would you like to sleep over? S So you don't have to run around alone?" Motoko nods a bit. "Yeah I know it is... I'm sorry Kaede." She sighs a bit. She follows along, making sure to stay close enough. She looks to Kaede, a bit surprised at her offer. "Sleep over? At your place? I... I would like that.." She smiles to her happily. Of course, she remembers something then. Her father, and the rest of her family. What would they say if they found Motoko had snuck out and ended up staying out all night. They would find her gone in the morning and probably worry and be all over looking for her. She sighs thinking about it. "I don't know if I can though... my family would wake in the morning to find me gone and my father would be furious..." "W Well... I could send an insect as a messenger... Leave a note. W We could just say we had morning training..." She suggested. Kaede sighed a little, not really sure. She'd never gone out of her way to piss off the Hyuuga before. They weren't exactly on bad terms, and she didn't like the idea of screwing that up. "B But I guess... Don't want to make your father mad..." She thinks about it. "Well... as long as a message is sent so they know where I am... It should be good enough. And, if it isn't, I'll take the blame. I'll just say it was my idea to ask if I could sleep over, so we could connect better.. as team mates?" She smiles again, thinking that explanation might work. "I'll write the message even. It should keep him from being too upset. I'll mention we planned to get some extra training in this way, that should keep him happy..." "R Real strict, isn't he?" Kaede assumed that the Hyuuga's father was a bit on edge. They all tended to be. All of them were so serious. It was a bit like her clan, at least on the guy side. Considering all the Aburame ninja were male, that half was the intense side. And she always felt like she was intruding in on that, because she'd become ninja as well as a host to the kikaichu. "M Mine don't expect anything good. I... I don't even think they believe I'll make chunin." Motoko nods with a little sigh. "I'm supposed to be the next successor.. They expect me to work and train until I'm perfect, and worthy of leading the clan." She gives Kaede a small smile. "But you're a good ninja. You were put in a team with just me, because they thought you were good enough not to need more. And they expect me to be good enough as well because of my family. You're probably better than me Kaede, you'll make chuunin easily." "I think if we fought, you'd win easily. My techniques aren't that good. I'm slow, and I can't fight up close at all." She shook her head. "All I have are tricks. I'll do anything to win. You saw. I'm not strong. I'm not honorable... Chunin is a long way away." Kaede shook her head, as they both rounded the corner to the Aburame complex. Instead of going through the front though, she led Motoko to the back and pointed to her room. "We'll just jump in and I'll get you some real clothes, okay?" Motoko shakes her head. "No.. I think you could win easily. I need to improve my byakugan a lot more.. I have no genjutsu skill though. Anything an enemy sees is me, unless I use a clone." she thinks a bit, looking up ahead as she sees the house they are approaching. "If you want though.. I can help you with taijutsu. If you want to learn to fight up close." She nods and follows Kaede to the back, and after her through the window. "Okay. I'll write up a note to my father." "That... Would be great... But I can't exactly use your fighting techniques without the byakugan." She realized that the gentle fist utilized all the tenketsu and pressure points... Things that the byakugan could see easily. "I... I just don't think I'm built for close in combat." She lamented quietly as they got inside. Opening her closet, she pulled out a bunch of her shirts and some of her sweats and pajama pants. "Um... P Pick whichever ones you want..." Motoko thinks about that and nods. "True, you can't use the gentle fist style... but you can learn basic taijutsu. I'm not incapable of showing you that. You have to learn the basics before any other style can be applied." She looks over the clothes and picks out a simple set of pajamas. "It would just be enough that you wouldn't be totally defenseless up close." She looks over to the door that she assumed was Kaede's bathroom, heading for it. "Yeah..." She blushed and turned towards the window they came in through. Motoko needed to change, and while she was heading for the bathroom, Kaede hadn't fully realized it. She did have Motoko's note though, and waited patiently for her bullet bee to come to her. It wasn't long before the bee had the note and was delivering it to the Hyuuga complex. One of the many fun benefits of bugs, it seemed. On her way into the bathroom, Motoko released the technique that held the clothes together. Her own clothes turned back into leaves with a poof, and of course so did Kaede's. If she hadn't already changed at this point, Kaede would be left standing there naked, while Motoko closed the bathroom door. Though she didn't pay attention as it only closed to, no all the way, leaving a slight crack. She starts to pull on the clothes, realizing she didn't have any dry panties to wear. She would have to go without it seemed. Her clothes suddenly turning to leaves and stick in middle of her room made Kaede squeak. Naked time, mark two. Quickly, she swept up her blanket and covered herself with it, opting to stay covered until she managed to wriggle into her underwear and a long tee shirt that stretched down to her knees. The door to her bathroom started to swing open a little, and she went over to close it all the way. She did her best not to get a peek inside though. That would have been rude. By the time Kaede went to the door, Motoko was pulling the shirt on and starting to button it up. Once it was closed, she walked out of the bathroom and looks to her.. friend? She could consider her that now right? She'd saved her life, and now they were having a sleep over. That's the kinds of things friends do right? She smiles at her a bit and looks around the room a bit. "Uhmm.. where should I sleep?" "Oh... You can go ahead and use my bed." Kaede gave her a small smile and started sweeping up the sticks and leaves that were her previous clothes. Once she got them properly piled, she picked them up a bit at a time and started tossing them out of her window. While it wasn't quite the normal, the clothes had worked, and she was grateful for that. Her closet held a spare blanket, which she pulled up and laid out on the floor opposite the bed. "W We might want to sleep now... Who knows what Shizuka's gonna do to us tomorrow..." Motoko looks at the bed, then back to Kaede. "Are you.. sure? It's your room after all, I don't want to make you uncomfortable on the floor." She watches her pick up the leaves. "Sorry about that. I forget releasing that technique leaves a little mess..." She moves over to sit on the bed, just watching Kaede. She looks over the sheets, hoping there were no bugs crawling around in them. "Yeah. Maybe we can do a little taijutsu training in the morning, before we go to meet her." "I'll be fine." She smiled to reassure Motoko that she'd be all too happy to sleep on the floor. Kaede had woken up more than once with half her body off the bed anyway. And the inspection of her bed got a little giggle out of the girl. "It's fine in there... The bugs stay on me, not my stuff." She snuggled up under her blanket, tossing a little as she got into the comfort position, which with the floor, admittedly wasn't that good. Motoko blushes slightly as Kaede seemed to notice what she was doing. She nods and slips under the covers, laying her head down on the pillow. "Um... Kaede? About earlier... at the hospital..." She pulls the covers up over her face a bit. "I.. I think you're pretty." She closes her eyes then, trying to go to sleep. Motoko wasn't the only one blushing. Kaede was completely red as she heard the pretty comment. "Uh... Er... Um..." She stammered, unable to figure out what to say. "Er uh... Th Thanks..." She turned away from Motoko and scrunched up into a bit of a ball. "Y You're pretty too." Motoko blushes a little more, speaking softly. "Th thank you." She slowly fell asleep until the morning came, and slept on still. Kaede would likely be up before Motoko. Morning came all too soon. And the Aburame girl was woken as usual by the creeping of her kikaichu beetles. They acted like a clock for her, telling her when the dawn had come. She yawned softly as she woke up, stretching her slightly sore body. As she got up, she saw her teammate still sleeping. Inching over silently, she looked at her partner. She looked serene in her sleep, and Kaede didn't want to stop that. She did see a bettle crawling on her though, so Kaede reached over, plucking the beetle from the girl's neck, hoping it didn't tickle too much. She hadn't realized her kneeling position at the bed, and how she lad to lean over some to get to the bettle, had left her lips very close to hers, enough that they could feel each other's breaths on their lips. Motoko shifts slight as the beetle crawls on her neck, and Kaede plucks it off. She starts to wake up, feeling someone breathing right over her lips. Her eyes open to see Kaede hovering right above her, her instinct being to sit up as she woke. "Nnh, Kaed mm..?" Her lips connected with the other girls as she'd tried to sit up, accidentally.... kissing her... Motoko's eyes widen, and her face turns beet red. She moves to lay her head back down, pulling out of the unintentional kiss. Kaede was as shocked as Motoko, as their lips met. She turned her back as soon as Motoko dropped away, blushing as red as the light spectrum could possibly conjure. The beetle would find itself clenched to her chest, like a stuffed animal, just smaller. She only squeaked, her lips sealed from shock and embarrassment. She'd have said sorry, but she couldn't muster the courage for even that. Motoko pulls the covers up over her bright red glowing face. "S.. ss... s s sorry!! It was... an... an.. a accident!" She whimpers softly as she lays there under the covers, embarrassed. And yet... something about that accidental kiss was pretty enjoyable. She kinda liked it. She hakes her head a little, trying to clear those kind of thoughts away. They were both girls, they couldn't be kissing. She peeks out from the covers a little, looking at Kaede. "K.. K Kaede...? Are y you okay?" Kaede was still bright red blushing as she heard the apology from the other side. She felt an odd tingle at her lips and it made her shiver, not even realizing the beetle had escaped her grasp and started crawling over her body. The Aburame bit her lower lip nervously and walked away a little, going to her closet. "So... uh.. It's okay... Errr... L Let's get ready..." She began rifling through her clothes, hands shaking. "S Sh Shizuka sensei... Is probably going to make us do more embarrassing things..." Motoko nods. "I don't think we need to meet with her till about noon. W we can work on taijutsu a bit if you want before we go. I just need to run home and get some of my own clothes." She looks to her clothes from last night, dried overnight. She moves over to grab them and take them into the bathroom, once again the door only closing to, not fully. Kaede nodded and watched as her friend went into the bathroom first. Once she was out of sight, she began stripping off her sleeping clothes. She was still picking her outfit though, and was trying to decide between another long jacket, or a tight top that would hug her upper body tight for support with a pair of similar shorts. She was training taijutsu, so she felt the breatheability was a good thing. But the tightness of the two articles required she be nude underneath, so she bent over, stripping off her panties, butt pointed for the cracked open door, her legs just slightly apart. Motoko began stripping off the pjs she'd borrowed from Kaede. As she stood there nude in the bathroom, sorting out her clothes, a breeze blew in from the open window in Kaede's room, which slowly pushed the bathroom door further open. Almost halfway open now. Just as Motoko was about to slip her panties on, she looked over and saw the open door, and beyond it, most of Kaede's bare butt. Her eyes go wide, and she blushes, wanting to pry her eyes away, but can't seem to force herself to for a moment. As Kaede would move to stand again, Motoko move over to the door, slowly pushing it closed, hoping the other girl didn't see her looking.. or see her naked as well. Kaede did notice, from the corner of her eye, as Motoko closed the door. She blushed all too brightly after the door closed. She didn't know about the playful wind. Instead, she thought that maybe Motoko might have had a bit of a thing for her. The thought only made her blush brighter, since they both admitted that they thought the other was pretty. Perhaps Motoko had interpreted the mutual respect as an admission of homosexuality. The thought made her blush all the more as she put the tight, form fitting exercise clothing on. Feeling a bit exposed, she also grabbed her heaviest, biggest coat from the closet, which went right down to her ankles. Motoko steps out of the bathroom, making sure it was safe to do so. She looks at Kaede putting on a heavy coat. "Are you sure you want to wear something like that for fighting practice? it looks kinda heavy and hot..." she closes the door behind her, stretching out a bit, and looking down at her outfit, the one she'd worn last night of course. "This will be fine for practicing.. I'll go home and change before we have to go meet Shizuka sensei." She moves a bit closer to Kaede, still blushing a bit from her peek at the girl's backside. She'd pretty much seen all of her partner now. "Uhm.. I'll let you pick out a place to practice, since this is your house and you know the area..." "I i'll be okay." She blushed, hiding the bottom half of her face in the tall collar of the jacket. She only nodded at the suggestion as far as Motoko's own clothes had gone. It was unimportant to her. Or at least that's what she told herself. The main issue was where to train. There wasn't a good place for a private lesson in the Aburame complex. There was no way she was doing it in the open grounds. Since it was basic taijutsu, she didn't want to be embarrassed about it if another Aburame ninja came by. "Same place as yesterday?" Motoko looks at her. "You mean by the river? Or where we have to meet Shizuka sensei? I don't know if doing it there is a good idea. She might come early and sneak up on us..." She looks over the long coat thinking that must be uncomfortable, and it certainly would be hard to train with taijutsu in it. "The forest. Where we finished the fight agaisnt Shizuka. It's secluded. And she won't show up there." Kaede said, stepping to her window. "I still remember exactly where it is." Motoko nods and moves to follow her. "So, what do you think we'll have to do today? Think we'll have to fight her again, or some other task?"

['Kaede', 'Motoko', 'Aburame']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/113106/

It all began aboard a train - Hunger Games AU (Lekhika x Solo)

Goodbyes and sorries and sentiments. She had never been able to afford those luxuries. Neither had she ever let a chink form in the fine mask she wore. Not since she had heard her father sing his last song, not since her mother had smiled for the last time, and not since she was old enough to realise that she was destined to die. It had to come really, Seam, District 12 was home to droves of people, dying a slow death in their race to live. It was either starvation, the mines, or the games. As it was, the games weren t a bad way to go.Perhaps that was why she had volunteered.Katniss Everdeen, tribute from District 12, a volunteer. As she looked out the window, during the drive from the Justice Building to the Train Station, District 12 vanished from view. She did wonder why her eyes didn t sting from tears at the thought that she might never return. She had no answer. This night would be hell for her sister, instead of whom she had chosen to take the call. The call for the Hunger Games, a sick punishment, glorified as tradition in a world so hopeless.The reaping was a blur. Every moment from when she had heard her sister s name come out of Effie Trinket s painted lips, was a rapid blur. It was overwhelming, so much that she had barely registered his name being called out after she rose to the stage to take Primrose s place among silent salutes.Gale.What and whom could one blame when there was no fate, no god, and no power above them other than the Capitol? Surely they had ears everywhere, even in the hollow tree trunks in the Meadow. There was only one reason why they would both be picked as tributes, surely it was for all their slandering against the Capitol in hushed whispers deep in the woods. He was her hunting partner, the only one that she trusted in all of Seam. The only one that had seen her smile.Except, she hadn t been picked and he had no choice. Gale had registered for tesserae for more times than anyone she knew. Even if it was his last year among the names in the glass ball, it was only simple logic that he got called. It was her last year too, and at eighteen, they both found themselves thrown into a fight for survival.She remembered glancing at him once or twice since the reaping, ushered away and flanked by Peacekeepers barely moments after their fates had been sealed. Her mother had been a walking corpse, and Prim had been beside herself. She had managed to be strong, give them uplifting, hollow words in goodbye. Her hands went up to the pin at her chest, fingers felt at the wrought metal bird. The mockingjay. If only she had half the indomitable spirit of jabberjays, she may survive this after all. It had barely been an hour, perhaps she had lost sense of time. It was real, Katniss pinched herself and plucked at the threads of her mother s dress. She was going to the Capitol.The Train Station came too soon, or late, she would never remember. When they opened their doors to lavishness the kind that she d never seen before, like an automaton, she stepped in. A hand steadied her, she didn t even know whose it was. Gale s or perhaps Effie s. Katniss walked along the rocking corridors, led to her cabin in their very own compartment of luxury. It was nothing like the trains that carried coal, the tributes had luxury on wheels while they were carried to slaughter.The cabin held a bed, dressers, a mirror and heavy curtained windows. She pulled the drapes open to watch as the districts whizzed by in breakneck speed. She had been instructed to rest, change, look presentable. Katniss glanced down at herself. Wasn t it good enough? She was dressed in her mother s gown, a neat one indeed. At the Capitol they wouldn t touch the thing with a thirty foot pole even if one had to wear it to a funeral. Her slippers were clean, and she had scrubbed herself thoroughly. Yet, the aura of soot remained. The signature style of Seam, coal and despair. Her dark hair was coiled up in a long braid that her mother had worked on. She looked into the mirror where grey eyes stared at her from a pale face. She didn t quite care what she wore, or what she looked like. But to the thousands of shallow Capitol citizens, that was all that mattered.Mindlessly she pulled open the drawers of the dresser, lined clothes in colours and styles she couldn t fathom in her wildest dreams. Katniss pulled out a blue shirt and trousers, slipping into them as if on autopilot.She couldn t afford to think of home. She mustn t worry about Prim and her mother. She shouldn t think as to who would keep them safe, fed and consoled. It was moot point after all. She felt the anger surge within her, and at that very moment she wanted to punch and kick at everything around her to turn it into dust. Futile, it was all futile.Was he going through the same tumble of emotions? Was he angry? Was he sad? Her mind finally went to Gale. A ghost of a smile threatened to play at the corner of her lips as she finally stepped out onto the rocking corridor to head to the dining car. She had to meet him along with the rest of her coterie. Her guide and mentor, and Effie Trinket. Perhaps the few days would be a bit more tolerable. They could hunt together, if the arena had a forest in it. She shuddered at the thought of it being plain desert rife with poisonous snakes. It could be anything really, but with Gale, maybe they could have each other s back. Hunting and surviving like it was just the Meadow outside the electric wire fence that coiled around Seam.It was then the realisation hit her, sinking in the pits of her belly like a large and merciless lump of coal.There could only be one winner. It was a routine of his, to attempt to put on a positive face on the day of the Reaping: to wake early and make the rounds in the forest with Katniss, checking their traps and bringing back fresh kill to their families, and to sit down with his family for breakfast, silently reassuring his mother while keeping the younger children entertained to keep their minds off what was to come. It hadn t been difficult in the years past, his fate the only one in question, but with Rory becoming of Reaping age, the fa ade he put on, a mix between stony seriousness and faked mirth in the face of the little ones, became a bit harder to maintain. Gale knew his chances of making it out of the Reaping unscathed were slim. With himself, his mother, and three siblings to support, he had taken out more tesserae than anyone in the District, his name roaming about in the selection tumblers with a morbid frequency. The fact that he hadn t gone in much earlier had been chalked up to luck, but luck didn t last long in the Seam. While the younger children were washing up and preparing for the Reaping, he d pulled his mother aside, the two of them standing on the back porch and staring solemnly at the tree line beyond the fence until Gale finally spoke. You ll take care of them, right? he asked under his breath. Tears threatened to spill from his mother s eyes, but she kept strong. Of course, I will, if I need to, she promised. You might still be around to do it, you know. Gale shook his head. He appreciated his mother trying to instill a spark of positivity in him, but it was unfounded optimism they both knew the chances, and he wouldn t allow himself to get his hopes up. Make sure Katniss teaches Rory to hunt. He ll be old enough in a few years, and she ll get you by until then. Don t let them take out tesserae. The warnings were unneeded, with Hazelle hearing the same speech every year, but it took a weight off Gale s shoulders to repeat them, like the routine would somehow keep him safe for another year like it did them. With that, he had returned to the cabin, taking the last shift with the small bathtub, the cold water dulling his senses. They d lined up like they did every year, Gale towards the back with the older boys and young men, his height allowing him the benefit of being able to stare out across the sea of District Twelve s eligible tributes to meet those of Katniss, in her place on the other side of the courtyard. Like they did every year, they exchanged a solemn nod, a silent wish of good luck towards the only other person who was as likely to be picked as they were. They stood there in silence, hushed conversations ending around them as Effie took the stage. It took everything in him not to roll his eyes and scoff as the painted woman spoke he detested everything about her, even her visage being enough to represent the terrible things the Capitol represented, but if he showed outward defiance, he wouldn t put it past the Capitol to have things rigged. No matter how he felt, he had to make sure he stayed perfectly stoic which he did, even when Prim s name was called and Katniss screamed her intent to volunteer. His teeth were grit so hard he feared he might break one of them, but he made sure not to react anything he did could be held against Katniss in the Games, with them using him as a puppet, and he wouldn t give them the satisfaction. Then, his own name was called. Panic flooded his veins, coursing through him as they took their place on the stage. At the very least, it froze him, making it so that his face showed no emotion as the two of them stood in front of their District, a two finger salute raised to the two of them who had little chance of returning home and no chance of returning home together. If he had known that morning would be their last spent together in the meadow, would he have changed anything? The Peacekeepers grabbed the two of them, separating them and ushering them to the Justice Building. There weren t many people looking to visit a kid from the Seam, so aside from a few people he s traded with at the Hob, most of his time was spent with his family. Posy busted through the door first, all tears and hysterics as she flung herself into Gale s arms, and he knelt to hold her close before ushering a teary eyed Vick and Rory in to join them. The Hawthorne siblings huddled together, tears spilling from everyone but the eldest, and he released them reluctantly to stand and wrap his mother in a hug, feeling her tears soak his shirt for a moment before she stepped back and collected herself. You ll do well, Gale, she reassured him. You re strong, and you can hunt, and you and Katniss you work well together. It went unspoken that the two of them couldn t make it back alive. Hazelle knew as well as he did that he wouldn t allow himself to survive while Katniss died he d do everything in his power to make sure that she was the one who returned, which meant that he would not. A final goodbye was spoken between the five of them, promises to win and return home going unspoken they d be lies, anyway. From there, he was ushered onto the train, one step behind Katniss with his hand on her back, making sure she was safely enclosed in her own cabin before stepping into his. It was all he could do to make it to the bed, sitting and staring at the closed curtains for an inordinate amount of time as his mind raced. Above all, he had to make sure to keep Katniss safe strategies were already formulating in his head, with him running down the pros and cons of each in rapid succession. No matter what, he knew she was going to survive. He d make sure of it or he d die trying. The instructions had been to make himself presentable, maybe muster up a smile, the Capitol won t sponsor you if you look as miserable as you do now all empty words from a woman who would return to the luxury of the train and more, no worry in her mind about her life ending in a few short days. In the privacy of the train, Gale had allowed himself the petulance he d been feeling, rolling his eyes and slamming the door in the woman s face, but he knew he had to heed her words at least, some of them. There was a small washroom connected to his cabin, and he entered it to scrub himself until his skin felt raw there was still coal dust under his fingernails and staining his palms, but there was little he could do about that, even with the fine smelling soaps placed primly on the sink s rim. He dressed simply, in a grey knit long sleeved shirt and thick black denim, and even ran a comb through his messy hair to smooth it. Considering his nervous habit of running his hand through the thick locks, his efforts came undone before he even stepped outside his cabin, but at least he d made the effort. It felt like he was in a fog as he exited his cabin, pressing his ear to Katniss and finding it silent before making his way down the hallway towards the dining car. It seemed he was the last to arrive, with Katniss already seated next to an empty chair clearly meant for him. Effie perched across from her, already indulging in the sweet smelling coffee and appetizers set out before their dinner was to arrive, and next to her was Haymitch, the town drunk and only surviving victor that District Twelve could claim. He had begun indulging as well, though by the smell emanating from him, it wasn t just coffee in his cup. Gale regarded them both through squinted eyes as he took his seat. So, he started, not addressing Katniss personally but addressing the table as a whole. Let s get started. How s she gonna win this? It was said casually, like it was fact that Katniss would be coming home, and Haymitch looked up from the rim of his cup to stare at Gale with a curious look in his bleary eyes. Gale met it pointedly, holding the drunk s gaze with determination as though to drive his words home, staring into their mentor s eyes even as he started to pull buttered bread, meats, and cheeses onto his plate.

['Trinket', 'Everdeen', 'Katniss']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11329/

Older Red Riding Hood [Kolath & Lunar]

The young girls eyes traveled up and gave a soft sigh, sitting at her kitchen table after hanging up her phone and she ran her fingers through her hair. She hadn't visited her grand mother for a while now and she wanted her to come over. Pushing her chair back she stood up and grabbed her keys as she stepped out of her house. She lived in the woods, she could drive to them but she couldn't drive through them. A small path leading to it and she sighed as she reached the path about ten minutes later.Kate was her name, young in her early twenties. Standing tall at 5'8'', her hair a light golden brown and her eyes a deep blue. Her skin lightly tanned as she wore a white tank top with a pair of blue jeans and sandals with a light red jacket which she held close to her body, pulling the hood up. Parking and stepping out she locked her car and pushed her keys into her pocket. Moving around the front she stepped onto the dirt path and pushed her hands into her pockets, though it was a nice day to walk. Sun was out, no clouds she could see some deer and hear the birds chirping, maybe it was good that she walked. A dark streak moved through the woods rushing past trees and jumping over logs. The wolf was on a mission after having his last potential mate stolen from him just before entering her he was at a point that he just needed a female. It was mating season and this wolf ??s first one he was young and his blood was hot and he had found a willing female to mate with but just before he mounted her another male wolf had showed up and the two had fought. Finally this young black wolf had be chased off to the sounds of the female enjoying her mating with the other wolf.He was still hard from that experience and truth be told he didn ??t care what type of female he found if it had the right parts he would take it and hard. It was then that he noticed the smell of a woman in the air. He rushed toward the inviting smell and stopped just far enough away that she wouldn ??t hear his approach as he crept closer. She sighed and kept her hands in her pockets as she neared the small bridge over the creek and she walked over it. Leaning over the railing a bit, having hear rustling a few minutes earlier. Probably having been a rabbit or squirrel. Breathing in she smiled and closed her eyes enjoying the warm air. Almost hoping to see a dear or even a fox. In the back of her mind she also wished to see a wolf, though the though almost frightened her. Though she was nearing her grand mothers house as it was only about half a mile walk and she kicked a small rock in front of her.After kicking the rock she gasped as her shoe flung off slightly and into a nearby bush. She hobbled over into the bush and sat down onto the grassy area. Sighing she cleaned the rocks from her sandal before slipping her foot back in to tie it back up. He followed her watching her, at one point he sniffed the air catching the smell of her youth and hormones knowing that she was a young ripe female just entering her prime time for mating. He watched her walking along and was hoping for a chance. When he saw her sit down and then bend forward to put on her shoe he knew that this was his chance. He rushed forward suddenly pouncing on her from behind pushing her forward to knock her onto her knees. His need was burning high and knew that he had to mate with this female or he was going to die from too much excitement. Finally getting her shoe on, she sighed and moved to stand up. Straightening up part way she gasped at the sudden force of something on her. The ground met her roughly and she grunted with a loud 'Oof.' She grabbed her arm and she pushed herself up onto her knees to stand up as her head turned. Her eyes widening in shock and almost fear to see the wild wolf behind her and she breathed in. Her fingers digging into the earth under her as she pulled herself forward to get up and run. He growled moving so that his large body was over her. his teeth sank into her shirt and pulled back ripping the fabric with a loud ripping sound. He was on top of her his large cock still mostly hard and setting between her legs as he moved more over her. his front paws landed on her shoulders pushing down with his entire body weight trying to pin her down and take her as his mate. his teeth grabbed her bra as he had shredded the back of her shirt ripping at both her shirt and bra to get to her skin and start making her submit to his dominance. Though feeling the wolfs strong chest against her lower back she gave a light cry as her shirt was ripped from her body and soon her bra following suit. Her breasts being released from their confinement and swaying though. Hearing his growl she whimpered and pressed her chest down to the ground underneath him, submitting. If she submitted maybe he'd leave her alone, though looking back to see his cock escaping from his sheath she about lost her breath as she knew what he wanted. Wanting to pull away but yet frightened of the teeth that were bared inside of that large muzzle. He felt her submit to his forcefulness and growled in pleasure. He nuzzled her neck nipping it softly with his teeth, not breaking skin ? yet. He moved down his paws scratching at her back as he started to try and rip her pants off finally slipping his mouth around her belt and pulled down on it trying to strip the pants off growling basically demanding that she help him remove her clothes. Feeling the light nip her head jerked a bit as it surprised her and hurt a little bit. Though feeling the tug on her belt her hands moved, not wanting to but not wanting him to hurt her. Her hands shakily undid her belt before pushing her pants down along with her panties, laying around her knees upon the ground. Her sex exposed now the cold air and she breathed in softly as her nether lips were lightly warm. He let her help growling as her scent was exposed to the open air. His tongue flicked out brushing against her sex lapping up it softly feeling the warmth that he took as her getting excited already. He wasn ??t going to wait he quickly moved back on top of her pressing his furred chest to her bare back his cock rubbing against her lower lips preparing to push deep into her. Though she felt his furry chest on her back again, her chest and arms pushed into the ground with her hips and ass into the air. She breathed in, afraid to move that he'd attack. She swallowed and cried out a bit as she felt his hard head pressing against her pussy and her back arched, he was going to take her.. And he did just that. As her back arched he pushed forward his large thick cock pushing deep into her pussy not stopping till all of its nice long hard length was pushed deep into her waiting pussy. his teeth at the same moment sunk into her neck biting hard enough to leave a mark on her neck that would show she belong to him as his mate. Not waiting he started to move inside her thrusting in and out slowly at first. Her back had arched and just moments after she cried out as he thrust deep into her. Her fingers digging into the earth below her as his shaft stretched her walls widely and she panted. Though she whimpered underneath him, feeling his teeth sinking down into her skin along her neck. She winced in pain, her mouth opening as she knew it would leave a mark very visible on her neck and for a while. The bite wasn't hard to rip through her neck but it drew some blood to ensure that a mark was left there. He didn ??t wait for her to get used to his size, no he started right into thrusting in and out of her pussy. he let go of her neck nuzzling along her back as he thrust in and out of her hard and deep. He was taking her the way that he was meant to as her mate fast and deep. He growled in pleasure nuzzling against her neck and ear softly. This was so wrong! But why was she starting to enjoy it? Her hands grabbing at his claws pressing into her hips. Soft cries escaping her party open lips with each almost harsh thrust he gave into her. Her walls squeezing tight around him, still feeling the bite he gave her. Though his nuzzle against her neck and ear calmed her a bit and her eyes closed. Grunting softly before they changed with soft moans, panting and her back arched for him to allow him better access into her. He thrust deeper into her as she arched for him growling into her ear loving the tightness of her pussy taking her hard being nearly rough with her making her his mate and claiming her pussy in such away that she would never want another cock inside her but his own. The base of his cock started to swell inside her pussy as he thrust in and out of her a soft popping sound coming from it with each thrust. She cried out as his knot began to swell and she could feel it thrust in and out of her, creating a light popping sound until he got harder. Her fingers dug into the dirt beneath her, her hips bucking back against his as she knew she wouldn't want any other cock except for his inside of her. She didn't care that he was a wolf, he was rough and loving when he wanted to be and she needed exactly that. Feeling his head slamming against her sensitive spot in her body, causing to her to jerk with pleasure, crying out for him as she grew near her climax. He growled feeling her pussy tighten down on him more as he thrust harder in and out of her nipping her neck roughly as he felt his own release coming. He thrust harder deeper into her touching that one spot with everyone of his wild thrusts. He head cocked back as he howled to the sky cumming hard inside her filling her every part cum spraying out over her legs and dripping down them slowly. And just as he hit her spot one last time before he came she cried out with him, feeling her juices almost exploding out as they mixed and she panted heavily underneath him. Her legs quivering beneath him as his hot, sticky cum slid down the back of her thighs and to the ground. The back and side of her neck, slowly bruising with each bite he gave her, indicating that she was his now. He panted into her neck growling softly as his cock shrank inside her finally he pulled out of her nuzzling along her back before he moved up beside he settling down beside her nuzzling and licking her arms. She was his and there was nothing that she could do about it. She moved just as he pulled out, collapsing onto the ground beneath her as she breathed in. Feeling his licks against her arm, laying on her side as her naked for quivered a bit. Her hands moving as they rested on his sides and ran down the wolfs sides, caressing him softly, laying down close to him now as she knew that she was his, she was his mate and couldn't change that nor would she. He laid beside her catching his breath nuzzling against her growling softly and just enjoying her presence. He didn ??t know what would happen now but he wanted to stay with her no matter what he just wasn ??t sure how to since he doubted that she could stay in the woods with him and that was the only place he knew where to live. He would go wherever she went and she bit her lip, she knew she coudln't go to her grandmothers house and she peered over to her shredded pair of shorts and she pulled her cell out. Letting her grandmother that she suddenly had something come up and was busy. Which was true, in way. She stood up and she glanced around, picking up her shredded clothes and holding them around her waist a bit and she patted her legs. She could take him with her, live in her house as she knew she coudlnt live out here. "Here.." She said and began to slowly walk down the path. He perked his head up as she got up and started down the path. He was quickly behind her not really caring where they ended up all that mattered was he was with his mate. he nuzzled against her legs as he walked just a step behind her just keeping pace and staying with her. She looked down and smiled as she felt his nuzzle along her leg, though soon they reached her truck and she opened the door to let him jump up and in. Getting in she started it up and began to drive back to her home, after about a ten minute drive she pulled into her driveway and turned it off and got out with him, letting him in her house. Knowing it'd be new to him but seeing how he'd react as well if he'd like staying here. He had followed her without hesitating jumping into the truck and moving into her house. He sniffed around a lot smelling a few other males that had been here in the past but none of them over lapped with his mates smell so he didn ??t care since they hadn ??t come near her. He finally settled down on the couch his tail wagging looking at her. She smiled and watched him sitting on her couch she moved over and sat down next to him, her fingers brushing over his head and down his neck. Kissing his muzzle before she leaned back and she let her shirt move as she was once again nude on the couch. She looked over to him and bit her bottom lip, maybe she could bring her friends over. When she started touching him he growled lightly and turned to watch her seeing her lean back on the couch. His muzzle came down into her lap licking her thigh lightly nuzzling closer and closer to her pussy again wanting what the smell she was giving off promised. She felt his muzzle against her inner thigh and she breathed in softly before finding herself laying down along the length of the couch, her head on the arm and her legs bent up and spread. Exposing her warm pussy to her new mate as her hands picked up the phone to have her friends over for quite a.. surprise. His muzzle buried itself against her pussy licking and nuzzling against her most sensitive area. His long tongue came out brushing over her pussy from one end to the other several times before he pushed it into her tight wet pussy. lapping at her inner walls he growled in pleasure enjoying his new mate as his muzzle started to push into her pussy a little his tongue trying to reach deeper. She gasped out, arching her back as his muzzle pressed against her and soon his tongue slid along her warm, wet waiting lips. Though she heard a click and a womans voice and she almost panicked and she bit her bottom lip. "A ah.. Kate! Hi!" She said and smile as she kept her back arched and her legs spread. Her mouth opened and tried to keep herself quiet as she felt his muzzle pushing into her and her free hand reached down and scratched behind his ear and head. "Hey.. C come over and hang out. I'm.. getting the girls together." She stammered a bit. He growled inside her pussy thrusting his muzzle slowly in and out of her licking her cervix and pressing against it lightly wanting to push even deeper. His muzzle moved inside her growling more before pulling back and moving over her his hard cock pressing at her entrance and starting to slip inside her again. She nodded and gasped a bit, "Hurry over.." She said and her finger hit the off button as she cried out, her back arching up with each thrust his muzzle gave into her. But seeing his body hovering over hers and her thighs spread, but she groaned and her nimble fingers moved up to grasp his fur. Her fingers getting tangled into his fur just as he began to push into her again, her walls now welcoming him. Tightening around him and almost pulling him in instead of pushing him out. He growled loving the feeling of her welcoming pussy this time rather than the fight that she had put up the first time. He growled nipping her neck as he started thrusting inside her pussy slowly at first. He could feel her excitement and not just about what was happening to her but also about something that was going to happen but right now he didn ??t care as his thrusts got faster in and out of her. She felt the light nip and whimpered, has he had pinched her skin a bit. Causing it to bruise slightly, a drop of blood seeping out. Her back arched as her fingertips dug into his side and she moaned out. Feeling his hips collding with hers, his rough fur against her smooth skin. Time passing by as she waited for the doorbell to ring. Her legs bending up as she gave him more access to thrust deeper into her. It might disgust her friends, but when they felt him they would know of the pleasure she got from this. He moved harder inside her soaked pussy his thick cock filling her and growing even more as it knotted around the base. He pressed closer to her sinking deeply as he kept up the thrusts and the power behind them. It wasn ??t long before he howled suddenly his seed rushing out into her tight wet pussy and pouring out onto the couch as he came hard.

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https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/113353/

Avatar Korra Healing (East and StarSiren)

"Hey Mako, Just wanted to send this letter. It's been about three months since I last saw you after you went off to be a cop in republic city. I'm still in the south pole with Korra and Tenzin, you know your girlfriend who has also not heard a word from you since we beat back Amon." Bolin leaned back in his seat for a moment stretching out before he continued to scratch his pen against the parchment and write his letter to his brother. "Honestly I don't blame you for ditching us in the last three months Korra hasn't been able to move any element other than Air, and I think it's getting to her because she is becoming unpleasant. It's also cold, miserable and almost always night here. Meanwhile you and Asami get to pal around in the big city with it's warm summer, and nice food while I'm stuck eating boiled elephantseal blubber and whatever else Katara makes us for dinner... I just want some roast turtle duck. Seriously Pabu is starting to look delicious."The fire ferrit jumped up from it's pearch like it heard what he had been writing jumping down onto the letter and spilling the ink that Bolin was using onto his shirt. Bolin exasperated just tossed up his arms. "Fine I take it back, your a filthy rodent who... probably needs a bath." He sniffed and his nose scrunched up for a moment. He got up from his seat and pulled his jacket back on, walking towards the door. His letter would just have to wait. Tenzin set up a meditation room, the smell of powerful incense emanated around the small cabin room, the heat from the various candles helped to dry the cold damp of the south pole. He had been trying to help Korra with almost daily sessions of meditation trying to connect her to the deeper spiritual side of the avatar, but even as a spiritual adviser it seemed he had no real power to help. He had been doing every trick in his book, but considering that book was pretty incomplete based around the few scrolls and teachings of his father that survived a hundred year purge there was very little left in air nomad culture about healing the spirit and mind.Today however was a bit more strange Korra was late, like actually late to her session. Tenzin huffed and after another few minutes passed realized that for whatever reason Korra wouldn't be coming here. So it was time to go find her. Stepping out of the room, and blowing out the candle he grabbed a warmer robe and stepped out into the cold dark day, the aurora the main light illuminating the sky with it's dim, but vibrant colors lighting the sky. He closed his eyes and started to walk through the snow covered ground. The morning sun shimmered over the icy Southern waters. From her perch on the cliffside, Korra had a front row seat to the beauty of nature. Daylight brought sparkle and color to the usual blues and greys of the South Pole. The rays danced across snow and ice alike, creating a prismatic display of wonder. Elephantseals splashed in the bay beneath her cliff. The glimmering colors brought the curious catfishes swimming below to the surface, providing a tasty meal for those who were fast enough.Korra sighed and expelled an overdramatic puff of air as she let herself fall back into the snow. Naga whimpered and nudged Korra with his cold nose. "I'm sorry Naga. I'll be ok." Korra pet his snout and huffed again. Everything was awful. Nothing helped. And all she could do to vent was blow a little air. Dumb. Stupid. Aggravating. "Ughhhhhhhh!!! Why?! Why air?! Aarrgghhrr!!!!"Korra flung her arms and legs into the snow and screamed. Her voice echoed far beyond the cliff where she sought solace. The elephantseals scattered as Korra's booming cry cracked a sliver of ice and sent it crashing into the bay. For a moment a bald, older monk seemed to fade into Korra's vision, a familiar body that was eternally connected to her,Aangreached out a hand pointing toward the still waxing moon, and opened his mouth as if to speak with Korra, before the vision seemed to fade just as quickly as it had come to her, and by the time she blinked it was replaced with the kind face ofTenzin. The former avatar's son arm outstretched towards her rather than away from her as he knelt down touching Korra's arm softly as she laid on the ground. "Air isn't that bad an element." He said with a tender kind smile as he looked at the young woman."You would know it has many applications if you didn't slack off in your training." He reached out a hand to help Korra back to her feet. "Honestly though... we have been going through healing sessions for the last three months, you seem to be in prime physical condition." He paused for a moment trying to think about how the switch to air had occured, the attack on her person, he wanted to suggest that perhaps something less physical in nature was blocking her out of her bending. A more spiritual or mental block?Bolin shouted as he walked up to them. Waving at the two of them. "Sorry if you wanted to be alone, but your scream made it really easy to find you." Bolin walked up to Korra, and wrapped his arms around her pulling her into a tight hug with his broad strength and shoulders. "Listen... I know that you are going through a lot right now Korra, and it's rough, but I just want to remind you... that you don't really gotta go through this alone.""I know it's not really practice, but if you ever wanted me to just chuck some rocks at you to try and dodge them or send them back, I'm always willing to help." He felt a little out of class in all honesty. He was more the funny rock throwing guy, and this felt more out of his element. Avatar Aang? Korra blinked. No, it couldn't be. She hadn't felt that connection in months. Not that it was broken, just weakened. She could still feel the old Avatar if she focused. Meditated. But she didnt feel the warmth of his fire, the strength of his earth or the rush of his water. Those were long gone. The whisper of his advice on the wind was all she had left. It wasn't enough.But it wasn't Aang. It was Tenzin. Korra let out a heavy sigh and took his hand. "I'm sorry Tenzin. I know it's not a bad element, it's just not my element. I can't connect with any of them anymore. Ive tried everything and nothing helps! Nothing works! How am I supposed to be the Avatar if im just a stupid airbender?!" Korra let her words get away from her. She saw Tenzin's reaction and hung her head. "I didn't mean It's not stupid. I'm just frustrated."Bolin appeared at that awkward moment and offerrd his quirky assistance the only was he knew how. Awkwardly. The smallest smile trickled across Korra's face. "Thanks Bolin. I just thought maybe being out here, watching nature, i might feel something. Anything. But no. It's all just..." Korra flicked her hand and bent a small puff of air away from her. "...air."Korra looked up at Tenzin. "I'm scared. What if i dont get them back? What if im like this forever? What am i supposed to do now?" There were tears in the corners of her eyes but she fought them back. Who was she without her water, fire and earth bending? "Perhaps you can't." Tenzin said with a soft hmm, and he brushed his beard for a moment as if he was thinking, Korra explained that she didn't feel the other elements the way she used to be able too, but she was fully healed, Lin after a month of similar treatment acupuncture and such had been able to recover, though her skills had been noticibaly impacted. It was possible to recover from the blood bending, it just took a lot more time and effort, Still another idea was brewing. "My father was able to access a power that connected him to the experience and strength of each avatar before him, in times of great stress and panic it was the single greatest tool, If you could be connected to the avatar state that power could probably jump start a connection between you and the other elements."The avatar state however only triggered as a defense mechanism, and not one that they could just bring out in Korra. He shrugged, it was a theory, but not one they could test, he marked it down as a last resort sort of deal. Bolin on the other hand was focused more on what Korra had said what were they supposed to do now? it was a good question.Bolin blinked for a moment. "What if, instead of forcing the previous avatars to connect with you, we brought you to the previous avatars?" Bolin said in his usual confused yet excitable way.Tenzin rolled his eyes. "The previous avatars are all dead Bolin.""Yeah, but like the places that they cared about are still around right? Like in Republic city there's that park? Yangchen national park right? It was a place that was dedicated to the preservation of nature, and has a shrine where you go ring a bell for luck once a year. Burn some paper fly a kite? Me and Mako used to watch the festival. And Kiyoshi has an island." Bolin was looking between Korra and Tenzin for a moment. "Korra, you're worried about what you are supposed to do now right?... Road trip?" Korra rolled her eyes. "Oh sure, let's just fly away and hope that an adventure solves ALL our problems. Great idea, Bolin." Her hands waved in the air before landing on her hips, fingers balled into fists. She made the most sarcastic face she could think of and didn't wait for a reply."You know what else is a great idea? Let's bring the whole gang along. That way everyone can laugh and stare when i fail at waterbending. Oh yea, what a great Avatar I am. I can't shoot fire from my fists or make the earth quake with my feet but you should see me blow air around. Woo." As if to prove a point, she let out two lackluster air blasts.Korra was ranting now, pacing around in the snow and letting her hands flail about wildly, illustrating her points. "But hey, who cares if i cant bend fire or earth or water. Let's all go travel the world and try to learn some important lesson aboit how great airbending is!"As she finished, Korra crossed her arms over her chest and huffed. She went to far. She probably hurt Bolin's feelings. Whatever. She was so distraught, she didn't care. Bolin was a little suprised, his eyes were wide, and it was clear that there was a small tremble in his body language but despite being sensitive and the type who would normally cry he was still standing there for Korra after she was done. He moved towards her, he at least could recognize that this outburst wasn't really about him. Korra was wounded, he at least could understand that she wasn't really attacking him or even the suggestion of leaving, she was wounded.As she let out her vitriolic anger however there was a dark shadow that passed around the ice. A dark intangible wave causing the ice around the four of them to crack and shift underfoot subtly.Korra huffed and crossed her arms up, and he walked up to her. "Korra, no one is laughing at you. I mean come on korra it's still us, we are still your friends."Tenzin was practically red in the face for a moment. His demeanor was anything other than what a monk would normally be. He had been trying his best to train Korra and change some of her outlook on life, and it seemed that he had been a complete failure in that regard. "Well I for one am tired of your attitude young lady, we are trying to help you, yet you have blown every lesson and attempt that I have made to help you! You haven't even tried to learn any of the proper airbending forms I have been trying to teach you. As you are right now even Meelo would be able to beat you and he bends farts!"Tenzin was shouting at her by the time he was done. The anger and noise reverberating around them, before the ice fully broke apart sending the four into the dark freezing depths below. Bolin understood. He really was a good friend. She wanted to tell him, to thank him, but she didnt get the chance. A moment later, Tenzin was in her face ranting once again about her lack of... well, everything. She balled her fists as he berated her shitty attitude and ridiculed her ability. Korra was ready to airslap Tenzin right in his stupid face! He was the absolute worst teacher in the whole world and she would have told him so if the ground didnt give way beneath her. Before she could react, she tumbled down the broken cliff face and impacted the water with a splash. She quickly spun her arms above her head, moving the water around her fingertips with her momentum but the water bubble she tried to create didnt happen.Korra panicked and accidentally breathed in the ocean. She coughed and sputtered, forcing the breath that remained from her lungs. She was sinking! Drowning! Her wide, blue eyes searched for a way out. She kicked her feet, but wasn't propelled towards the surface. Her arms flailed as she struggled to swim upward. She had to get to the surface before she ran out of air! The shore broke away, and the three of them were dumped into the ice water. Tenzin was able to control his fall, years of training allowed him to push the air around him and pull himself out of the fall, but Bolin having no ground or footing fell into the water and was shocked immediately by the cold. Tenzin had a moment to center himself as both Bolin, and Korra fell under the murky black waves, taking a deep breath and diving down into the water he was at the least able to hold off the shock of the freezing artic waters and keep his eyes open.As Korra felt darkness surround her, another vision of her past life, a young Aang, back before he had learned all four bending arts in a pond surrounded by warmth under the glow of the moon watching two Koi fish swim circles around one another in a pond, back and forth push and pull of the tidal forces.A moment later she would feel a sharp yank on her arm, a burst of air and wind practically throwing Korra's body back up and onto the snow covered shore, landing hard as tenzin tossed her with a burst of air launching her out of the cold waters, and back onto the surface of the snow, landing with a dull thud. A moment later Bolin was thrown upwards from the black waters as well, literally landing on her body his back smacking against her stomach and his head landing on her soft round breasts for a moment.Tenzin resurfaced afterwords landing with a soft gust of wind as all three were soaked, and stuck in freezing cold. The vision flashed before Korra's eyes. Is this what it felt like to die? Would she soon see all the past avatars as her consciousness faded away? She felt the water swirl around her body. Yes. This was the end. She surrendered herself to the icy current and felt it's pull on her arms. It was more like a yank. On second thought, drowning was a terrible way to die and all the tugging on her limbs was really unpleasant!Moments later Korra landed on the snow bank with a thud. She coughed up seawater and let herself sink into the snow. Air! She could breathe! She'd been saved! As she gulped in precious breaths, her blue eyes opened just in time to see Bolin hurdling towards her. Korra quickly protected her head with her arms amd Bolin flopped unceremoniously onto her wet body. After a moment, Korra opened her eyes and relaxed her arms. Bolin was laying atop her, his rear protected from the snow by her pants and jacket, his head nestled comfortably between her large, wet breasts."Wah! Bolin! What are you " She caught sight of familair yellow and red robes in the corner of her eye. "Tenzin! Watch where you're throwing people!" Korra waved her arms about angrily, which caused her breasts to rub and nudge against Bolin's head. Her large nipples were already hard from the scare and the movements she made had them pushing against Bolin's ears. Flick. Flick.

['Amon', 'Asami', 'Korra', 'Tenzin', 'Pabu', 'Bolin', 'Mako', 'Katara']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11344/

I saved you, now you can help me (Closed for Eric and I)

The sun was shining as Kim walked through the forest, the pokemon had been acting weird within the last few minutes, and they were all fleeing from a certain spot of the forest, so being curious, she started to head towards where the pokemon were fleeing from.When the brunette got to the spot she groaned as she saw two people standing with R s on their chests. Team Rocket idiots. She muttered as she pulled out two poke balls though she was curious and started to watch the scene in front of her. She saw the man that the two thieves were targeting and she let the two pokemon out of their balls though she walked over to the guy, Need help? she asked curiously as she adjusted the jacket she was wearing as a Raichu and Buizel walked up behind her. Eric then said "Oh, THANK YOU! Get these bastards off me and I will do ANYTHING to repay you, as long as you help me with some things..." His red hair stood out, and he had a Snag Machine on both of his arms, perfect for stealing a Trainer's Pokemon. He only planned to steal from Team Rocket, though, because of his past encounters with them. The Rocket grunts didn't seem to have any Pokemon, so they fled. She sighed, "Rai kun, Bui chan. Get rid of that mess. Combo two should be fine." she told her two pokemon.Nodding, the Raichu stepped forward as did the Buizel who started to aim a water pulse at the grunts. After that Raichu aimed a thunderbolt attack at the water pulse to give it a charge.Kim sighed as she watched the cloud of smoke and dust from the impact, "Rai kun, add 10 more power, Bui chan, lower yours about 1 ." she called out as she walked over to Eric, "What happened here?" she asked curiously. He then explained "Those miserable Rockets attacked my village, killed thousands, and only two survived. Me, and my girlfriend. My girlfriend has been kidnapped by those filthy scumbags, and I can't let Giovanni get away with what he's done. My destiny is to avenge them and take out Team Rocket for good. My name is Eric Damon. Thank you SO MUCH for saving me. And you are?" Raising an eyebrow she sighed slightly, "First, let me say this. Calm down and cool off. If you are going against Giovanni, you cannot be like a Tauros. You need to stop and think of strategies." she said quietly, "And my name is Kim." she added, though a slight frown crossed her face. He said he had a girlfriend, she did not want him to betray her, she had been having desires that only a man could sate. And being out in the forest, you did not come across many men. He then said "I'll do ANYTHING for you, since you saved my life! Plus, I've been thinking up strategies to overthrow Team Rocket." "What do you have in mind Eric?" she asked curiously, "I really do not need anything." she lied as she looked at him. She was curious as to what he'd do for her. He then explained "Anything you want me to, as long as you help save my girlfriend and get revenge on those filthy Rockets." She nodded slightly as her Raichu and Buizel came over to her and she put them back into their pokeballs. "Lets get going." she said gently as she pulled out another pokeball, "Dragonite can take us. We can get a better view from above anyway." He got onto his savior's Dragonite, and was ready to go. She climbed up onto her Pokemon's back and sat behind Eric, "Hang on. Nite chan. Lets go." she said calmly, "Go into surveillance mode. Target is Team Rocket." she told the pokemon. Eric asked "How else can I repay you?" She sighed as she held onto Eric's waist, "What did you have in mind?" she asked quietly, her voice using the same, semi professional tone. She knew how to ride Dragonite without a need to hold on, she was just holding onto Eric in case he did not. He then said "I will do ANYTHING you want." She raised an eyebrow before she kissed his cheek, "Wait until we land." she said quietly as she rested her chin on his shoulder. "Though if you want to go against Team Rocket, you need to strengthen your Pokemon and think of strategies." she said calmly, "Just running in there will equal loss." He nodded, and said "My Pokemon are stronger than any Pokemon Team Rocket has. And I STOLE them from those filthy bastards. Plus, I can use the power of aura when I need to. It's in both my blood and my girlfriend's blood." She sighed, "Whatever. Dragonite, ten feet lower, Bee chan should be here soon. He went scouting." she told her pokemon as she looked at the trees below them, "My Beedrill had gone scouting, trying to find Team Rocket. He never stays in his Pokeball." He then said, in a calm tone "Thank you for saving me." She nodded slightly, "It's my job I guess...The officer Jennys never have time to deal with the trouble that happens out here, so they got a few trainers to join the police force to regulate the trouble out here." she explained with a shrug. He then said "If it weren't for you, they probably would've killed me!I am in your debt!" She sighed, "Stop saying that! You can repay me in any way you want. I do not care." she said seriously before her eyes widened when she saw her Beedrill come towards them, "He could not find them." she said quietly, "I do not know what to do now..." He then noticed a strange building that looked camouflaged, and said "That must be one of their bases! I can tell!" Nodding slightly, Kim soon told her Dragonite to go land near the building and she told the beedrill to go check it out, "Only to be safe." she said quietly. It turns out Eric was right, and he sensed something strange about it. Kim jumped off of her Dragonite when he was close to the ground and she looked around, "Traps will probably be set." she said quietly, "We need to be cautious." Eric then told her "I have this feeling they're holding my girlfriend hostage here." She nodded, "Dragonite, stay ready but stay hidden. You have been a lot of help." she said calmly as she slowly headed into the forest. Eric followed his savior, and looked around for his missing girlfriend. She stopped at a tree when she saw the building. She reached into her pocket and pulled out two sets of ear plugs and held one pair out to Eric, "Here, put these in until I take mine out." she said quietly as she looked around, "Jigglypuff should be good for knocking out the guards." He put them in his ears, and waited for the Jigglypuff's song to be over. Quickly Kim pulled out a pokeball, "Alright Jigglypuff, lets get these guards taken out." she said calmly as she put her ear plugs in. As they approached the building, her Jigglypuff began to sing. Eric now could tell his girlfriend was here, and so was that filthy scumbag Giovanni, whom Eric wants dead. When they got to the building, Kim returned Jigglypuff and took her ear plugs out and went to the door that had a scanner on it. She shook her head slightly as she placed her hand on it, "Member confirmed. Welcome Kim." a computerized voice said as the door opened. Without looking at Eric, she walked in, her face still calm and serious, "Giovanni took your girlfriend for his own personal reasons, if you get what I mean. She is probably tied up right now in his quarters, being treated worse than his Persian." she said calmly. Eric then said "I have to go look for her!", and went off, soon finding Giovanni's quarters. His girlfriend, a dark skinned Pokemon Ranger still in her uniform, and her Pachirisu partner were crammed in a cage. Eric then said "Peggy, I came to save you. Hold on. Dusknoir, COME ON OUT!" A genie cyclops Ghost type Pokemon came out of its Pokeball, bellowing loudly. Eric then said "You see that cage? I want you to use Ice Beam on the bars!" Dusknoir then let out a beam of freezing ice, that destroyed the bars. Eric said "Thanks, Dusknoir!", and helped his girlfriend and her Pachirisu out of their prison. He then kissed his girlfriend, and stopped when he notices someone came in. It was Giovanni himself. Eric said "If you've done anything to my girlfriend, I will make your death slow and painful, you bastard!" Eric took out a pendant that hung around his neck, and Peggy took out on out of hers. They both held them in the air. A strange black portal appeared in front of Eric, and a blast of energy came from the sky. Eric had called upon Giratina, who came out of the portal. Peggy summoned Rayquaza, who destroyed the ceiling and came down. These were Eric and Peggy's totem legendary Pokemon, that guarded their families until they were all killed by Team Rocket. Peggy then smirked and said "Giovanni, you're going STRAIGHT to HELL when we're done with you!" Pachirisu then gave Giovanni a menacing look. Giratina and Rayquaza combined their attacks and obliterated Giovanni, leaving nothing behind. The two godly Pokemon then went back where they came from. Peggy thanked her boyfriend, and Eric said "It's not safe here! Get as far away as you can. Trust me. Even if Giovanni's dead, these guys will still obey his orders!" Peggy nodded, headed out, and passed by Kim. Kim stood in the hallway, "So...my brother is now dead." she said quietly. She saw a guard at the end of the hallway and sighed, "Halt. Let the girl and her boyfriend go. If you even take a step forward, you will regret it for going against the youngest child of Madame Boss and the younger sister of Giovanni." she shouted. Eric and Peggy went on their way. Turning, Kim left the building quietly, her eyes had narrowed and hardened, "So...now that Giovanni is dead.Shewill want me to take over Team Rocket." she said quietly. Her eyes glanced at the forest when she heard a noise, but before she could move, she was hit by a bullet. A cry of pain escaped her lips as she fell, her eyes closed, "My brother. Why did you go on to be like...Mother?" she asked before she passed out. They turned around and checked on Kim, and Pachirisu pulled the bullet out with its teeth, and Eric sent out Rhyperior to help carry her to safety. Kim groaned a while later as her eyes closed tighter, "H...how did my brother die?" she asked quietly, "Please...tell me what happened to my brother, Giovanni." she murmured. Eric then said "He got decimated by Rayquaza and Giratina." Peggy added "See the pendants my boyfriend and I wear around our necks? We can call upon some Legendary Pokemon, but only when we need their help. Giovanni was going to end up raping me." Eric added "It had to be done, Arceus told us we must stop him somehow." She groaned as she sat up and stared at the ground, "I am sorry about the trouble my older brother has put you both through." she said quietly as she stood up slowly before she turned to Eric and smiled slightly, "I am now in debt to you both." she said quietly, "I will do anything as thanks and gratitude for saving me." she added. Eric then said "I forgive you." Peggy nodded. She closed her eyes and sighed quietly before she fell to her knees. "Dragonite..." she murmured before she completely fell to the ground, her face was pale as could be as she laid there face down. Eric then said "No.. Don't die on us!" Kim groaned quietly, "Giovanni..." she murmured as she curled up, "Please...wait for me brother." she added as she started to shiver slightly. Peggy went to go get some herbs, Pachirisu following her. Eric then knelt by Kim, and prayed to Arceus for help. Kim sighed, "Damn idiot was right. He said that I'd die without a human lover." she murmured as she rolled onto her back and stared at the sky. Her eyes showed how weak she had become and the sadness that she felt. She reached up and gently put a hand on Eric's cheek. "When you said that you would do anything for me...why did you say anything? I could have been a corrupted pervert like my brother." He then said "Because you were kind and brave enough to save me."Peggy came back with some herbs and berries. She groaned quietly, "Life, it is something I try to protect, though, I never protect my own, only others." she murmured quietly as her eyes closed again. Peggy told Pachirisu to give a slight electric shock to what she gathered. Pachirisu did as it was told, and gave the mixed herbs and berries to Kim. Eric then said "My girlfriend used to live out in the wild for some time, and she knows a lot about plants and Pokemon. When we first met, she and her Pachirisu saved me from a man eating Purugly, and she went off to gather some strange plants, and I was feeling better shortly after. Then she became a Ranger." Kim smiled slightly, "Eric...you have to stop getting in trouble." she murmured before she took the mixed herbs and berries. Eric then said "I'm one of the good guys." She sighed, "I do not know what I am." she murmured as she looked down before she turned to look at the sky where she saw her Dragonite circling above them. Eric then said "We'll help you find out." She shook her head slightly as she slowly stood up and leaned against her dragonite that had just landed, "I am the odd one out in my family." she murmured, "All of them care about Team Rocket...I was pretty much abandoned." Eric then said "Well, that's a good thing!" She sighed, "But being attacked by family is not." she murmured as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a tube of cream and turned to her Dragonite and went to it's chest where a small wound was. She gently applied some cream to it before she put the tube away, "My mother will be here soon, we should get going." Eric then said "I thought your mother died years ago..." She shrugged, "Who knows, if she did, then someone that is high up in team rocket will be here soon." she said quietly as she looked down, "I suggest that you two get out of here, thank you for saving me, more than once." He then said "We won't leave without you!" Rhyperior instinctually carried Kim, and Eric, Peggy, and Pachirisu followed Rhyperior to safety, because the large Pokemon seemed to know where it was going. The dragonite growled before it noticed that Kim's face seemed calm before it followed.Kim sighed, "There is a mansion around the forest somewhere. We can stay there if you wish. It is mine, but I have not been there for a while since Giovanni was so close to it." Rhyperior noticed the mansion, and opened the door. Eric took Kim in his arms, and said "Are you OK to walk now?" Kim sighed, "I hope so." she murmured before she reached for a pokeball, "Dragonite, return." she said calmly, once he was back in the ball, she put it back on her belt before she looked around, "I'll show you two where the bedrooms are. I apologize if it is a bit dusty in here." she added before she put a hand on Rhyperior, "And thank you for helping me as well." she said gently. Eric returned Rhyperior to its Pokeball, and thanked her. Peggy followed. Kim nodded as she stopped at a long hallway with many doors on each side, "They are all furnished and are all vacant, please, make yourselves at home." she said gently. The young couple then went to a bedroom, sleeping in the same bed, with Pachirisu nearby. Kim moved down to the living room and sat in a chair as she let all of her pokemon out of their balls, "Welcome home." she told them calmly before she looked outside, letting the worry she felt, finally be seen on her face. Eric and Peggy were busy resting. Soon, Kim's eyes closed as she curled up in the chair and soon was sleeping rather peacefully. All of her pokemon laid near the chair and went to sleep as well. Eric and Peggy were currently making passionate love. Kim's eyes opened when she heard them before she got up and yawned slightly, "Lets go outside. We should work on our combos and keep them up." she said quietly as she looked at the pokemon, who all nodded with agreement, but they all noticed that their trainer was not her normal self as she headed outside. Eric and Peggy got redressed, and got up and went with Kim. Kim was outside, calling out to her pokemon who were all dueling eachother. In front of her was a laptop that was tracking the progress of each of her pokemon, "Raichu! Lower your attack a little, it will help you last longer, Buizel, raise your water attacks a little to match with Raichu." she called out. Eric watched for now, and Peggy's Pachirisu smelled the air. Kim sat down and stared at the computer, "Dragonite, your reaction time needs to be quicker, Beedrill, your attacks are too slow!" she called out before she felt her jigglypuff tackle her from behind, causing her to blush lightly. Eric let his Dusknoir, Rhyperior, Infernape, Floatzel, Tropius, and Skuntank out of their Pokeballs for some training. Kim sighed as she closed her laptop and turned to her Jigglypuff, "Must you always tackle me?" she asked as she hugged the pokemon and kissed its forehead, "Lets work on your physical attacks." she said gently as she got up slowly and moved away from the Jigglypuff, "Alright, Dragonite, partner up with Buizel, Raichu, go against Jigglypuff. Beedrill, give me all of the physical attacks you can." she shouted as she quickly put her hair into a ponytail and let her eyes narrow slightly. Eric then told his Pokemon, "Just do your own thing, okay?" Kim sighed as she turned to Eric then shook her head, "Alright, Beedrill, you know what to do." she said calmly before she soon dodged the oncoming Pokemon. Peggy's Pachirisu quickly joined in. Kim watched the Beedrill quickly fly to her side before she coughed slightly, "Beedrill, take control of their training, you know what they should be doing." she said quietly as she gently kissed its head before she went over to the laptop and went to go sit down, her face slightly paler than before. She turned and looked up at the sky, "Where is he? He should have been back by now..." she murmured before she sat down and leaned against a tree. Eric and Peggy looked around for the missing Pokemon. Kim looked up, "Dragonite, he is over towards the end of the forest, please, go get him. The fool got lost, take Beedrill with you." she called out as she shook her head slightly. Eric nodded, and he and Peggy looked for Dragonite, and finally found him. None Eric and Peggy looked for the missing person, but had no luck so far. Kim sighed as she watched her two pokemon take flight and go to find her friend. She looked at Raichu, "You are done for the day Rai chan. Go have some fun in the garden. You two Bui chan and Jiggly chan." she told the remaining Pokemon who all nodded and ran to go to the gardens.Shaking her head slightly her eyes closed as she slowly started to go to sleep. They still had no luck. A few minutes later, Kim saw Dragonite come back into view with a man on it's back, when the pokemon started to land, the man jumped off and landed near Kim, "If it isn't my favorite adoptive sister." he said calmly.Kim smiled, "You'll hurt your self one day Josh." she murmured as she hugged him gently, "I do have two guests though, they should be around here somewhere." she added as she sighed, "You look like a mess, go inside and get cleaned up." she ordered before she turned to Beedrill, "Go get Eric and Peggy, tell them that the missing person is here." The wasp like pokemon nodded and went to go find Eric and Peggy. Eric and Peggy were back before anyone knew it. Kim sighed as she sat in the living room, leaning against the man, "Giovanni is not around anymore." she murmured, "He was killed." she explained.The man raised an eyebrow, "You are happy and sad about it. I can tell in your voice." he said as he gently rubbed her back before he kissed her forehead, "You look like a mess though. You got into a fight or something too." Eric and Peggy stood there. Kim sighed as she turned, "Eric, Peggy, this is my adoptive brother Josh, his family pretty much came mine once I went against my own family's tradition." she explained.Josh nodded, "It is nice to meet you." he said calmly. They nodded, and Eric then asked "So.. What should we do if they're after us?" Kim sighed, "Then we fight. We are all capable trainers. It should not be that hard if we all team up."Josh sighed, "And knowing Kim, she has already thought through everything." he said gently as he ruffled her hair. Eric understood, and Peggy asked if they had any plans. Kim shrugged, "There are too many different factors at the moment, so I cannot plan anything. But more than likely we will be in teams of two, You and Eric work best with each other as do Josh and I." she said calmly.Josh nodded, "And the pokemon I have once belonged to Kim and the pokemon she has once belonged to me...except for the Jigglypuff and her Beedrill." Peggy nodded, and Eric waited for a good chance to plan something. "Just relax for a bit. If anything comes, I will know and I will start planning. But, lets enjoy the peaceful time for a bit." she said happily. None Eric and Peggy nodded, and Pachirisu was sniffing the air. Turning, she sighed, "I'm going to take a walk." she said quietly as she left and headed into the forest. It was not long until she arrived at a hidden clearing and sat down near a tree and let her hands wander around her body, trying to get rid of the sexual build up that she had gained when she heard Eric and Peggy making rather passionate love. Eric and Peggy went back inside and made love even more. It was not long until Kim's self pleasuring had drawn attention of two male pokemon. But, with both being competitive, they started to battle against her and soon, smoke could be seen from the area that Kim was at.Josh looked out of the window and sighed, "She needs to stop torturing the pokemon like that." he muttered, already knowing what she was doing. Eric and Peggy got back outside, ready for.... something... Josh sighed as he walked out of the house calmly, "Honestly, she never stops to think that she attracts pokemon when she does that." he said quietly as he pulled out a pokemon, "Alright, Swampert, lets go clean up Kim's mess. She probably will need to be cleaned as well." he said quietly as he started to walk away, muttering about Kim's unusual and rather stupid sexual habits. The young couple stood there, wondering what was going on. Josh stopped and turned to Eric and Peggy, "Peggy, you can go back in side if you want. Eric, I might need your help." he said as he turned when he was able to see some fire. Eric sent out his Infernape, and Peggy waited for Eric. Infernape instinctually made a fire using its Flamethrower move, over a bundle of sticks. Josh sighed as he ran into the forest with his Swampert. It was not long until she heard a cry from Kim. Turning he ran towards the sound. A few minutes later, he came across the female who as he had expected was on her hands and knees in tears as a Pokemon had its fun with her. He just stood there as he thought of a way to attack the pokemon without hurting Kim. Infernape followed Josh, with Eric, Peggy, and Pachirisu following Infernape. Infernape attacked the other Pokemon from behind with Fire Punch, and the Pokemon fled. Peggy rushed to Kim and asked her what happened. Josh looked at Kim and sighed quietly as he went over and handed her his shirt to cover up her nude body as her clothes lay in shreds around her, "The Pokemon around here do not like to mate...They like going after countless number of females. Knowing Kim, she came out here to satisfy her own needs, the pokemon smelt her and came, some of them battled and the losers ran off and the victor had its fun with her."The girl looked down as she held the shirt to her body which was scratched and had patches of ash. Slowly she got up and put the shirt on her before she started to walk towards her place silently as she looked down. Peggy then thought "What if I'm pregnant with Eric's baby? We're not even married yet." Eric then pecked his girlfriend on the cheek, Kim heard Peggy's question and she shook her head slightly as she continued to walk. Her whole body felt sore and in pain.Josh watched her as Swampert started to extinguish the fire, "K...Kim." he said quietly. Pachirisu looked concerned, and was sitting on Peggy's shoulder as she and Eric walked on. Once the fires were out, Josh returned Swampert to his ball and headed back to the mansion, not knowing what to expect with Kim or how she was acting, "It had never come to that." he said quietly. Eric returned Infernape to its Pokeball, and looked back at Kim. Her face was blank as she walked into her house, though she hugged herself tightly as she walked. Without a word, she headed up to her room and went in, closing the door and going to her bed, though she did not know that the door did not close all of the way. Eric and Peggy went to the guest room and chatted. Josh stayed in the living room and closed his eyes and sighed, "Kim. Stop doing things so stupid like that." he said quietly.Kim shivered as she curled up and whimpered slightly as she shivered slightly. Eric and Peggy were making love again. Josh sighed quietly as he heard the faint sound of Eric and Peggy's love making and he got up to go check on Kim. When he got close to her room, he heard faint pleasure filled whimpers coming from the partially open room. As he expected, she was craving a male to be with and she was trying to fulfill those cravings on her own. She had tried in the forest because she did not want to be near everyone, but now, her sounds were hidden. Eric and Peggy slept together for the night, since it seemed to be getting late.

['Buizel', 'Raichu']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/113478/

"You promised you would never leave..." (Pand0ra and Sylvis)

Bella! BELLA! She jerked her head up as the sound of Charlie's shouting finally broke through the haze of dreariness about her. What? She asked Charlie quietly. Dark brown eyes glanced around the living room doing a quick inventory. Floor cleaned couch arranged properly. Everything was at is should be. She looks at Charlie quizzically, unable to determine why he was shouting at her. I ve been talking to you for the last five minutes, have you heard a thing I ve said? He asks with a sigh of frustration. Bella had been under a cloud of depression ever since the day the Cullens left. He had hoped that after a month or so she would get over the odd boy and move on with her life, but his daughter was a lifeless husk. Sure, she worked, she ate, slept, breathed, and talked. But that spark of life, that will to live, was simply absent. Sorry Charlie, did I forget to do the dishes? She asks with concern. Bella had been on her best behavior for a while now, she couldn t imagine why he was yelling at her. No He responds with a sigh. When are you going to go out with your friends? All you ve been doing for months is droning around. Maybe I should send you back to Renee That woman could brighten anyone s day. This thought sparked a pang of pain within him as he thinks back on when they were young and in love. Shaking his head, he looks back up towards Bella, taking in the lifeless pale skin, the darkness under her eyes that marked long sleepless nights, and the book in her hands that she had been staring at for the last thirty minutes. Bella frowned, tilting her head, which caused her dark brown locks to shift before saying. Mom and Phil aren t even in Phoenix right now. I would just be living in an empty house. Breathing out a long breath, she asks. Did I do something wrong? I ve been getting good grades... going to work, staying out of trouble She closes the Calculus book she had been reading, visibly giving Charlie her full, undivided, attention. Charlie shifted uncomfortably in the recliner across from her. No, you haven t done anything wrong, but, when are you going to get over that boy? You ve been moping around for months. You haven t gone out with friends, or brought anyone over in all that time, the only times you leave the house are when you go to work or school. Staying inside all the time isn t healthy. He had more he wanted to say, but for now, that would have to do. So, the problem is I don t have a social life? She states with a flat tone. Unbelievable, she had been doing everything right, and now he was going to get on her case because she wasn t wasting time on frivolous things? Fine Charlie, I ll I don t know, go to the next party on the beach, is that ok with you? She tossed that out there because honestly, she couldn t think of anyone she wanted to hang out with off the top of her head. At least if she went to a beach party, she could just hide in the shadows thrown by a flickering fire and work on homework without Charlie getting any more annoyed. Sighing, he says. That will do, for now, but you need to remember, you have friends you know. He looks outside, then down at his watch and starts to stand. It s getting late, I have work in the morning. Try to get some sleep Bella. With those parting words, he started to make the way up the stairs. Once Charlie s door shut, Bella sighed, standing from the rather warm seat she had been sitting in, crossing to the light switch by the door, she turned off the lights before going up stairs to her own room. It was going to be a long night. Every time she fell asleep, she would dream about that party that had ended it all. About the boy she loved. Even many months later, she still remembered the feel of his icy cold, marble smooth lips on hers. "Ah, young love,"Victoria sighed wistfully as she trailed her fingertips over one of the three framed photographs above the fireplace. Each photo showed the same couple two smiling, happy young people. Newlyweds."It's so nice while it lasts, isn't it? But then the years pass and he starts to get restless and reckless and soon you'll find yourself wondering what you ever saw in him in the first place,"her tone turned bitter as she stared at the young man in the photograph. Blonde, like James had been."Could be his persistence. The way he hunted you, chased you for years and years, never giving up. There's something to be admired about that. That's what drew you in his persistence. But his cruelty, the beautiful, intoxicating way he could turn even the most basic hunt into a game of terror and pain that's why you stayed."Behind her, she heard a whimper, followed by a muffled sob. She didn't turn around and instead made her way around the room, trailing her fingers lightly across the furniture and decorations. It was all very 21st century. Very modern and banal. Victoria's lip curled in distaste."But of course, there's always something new and exciting out there. A new revolution, a new war, a new girl with a mouthwatering scent that drives him to the point of obsession."Nearly black eyes rolled in resigned annoyance."I mean, it was fun the first time around. She only had one vampire protecting her. An easy kill. But seven? What in God's name was he thinking?"she asked her own reflection as she came upon it in the long, thin mirror against the wall. The inhumanly beautiful redhead in the glass stared back at her with the same look of anger and incredulity on her perfect features.That look was quick to fade though as Victoria paused for a moment to admire her own beauty and reached up to brush a stray curl away from her eyes."Men,"she muttered."Even after four centuries, I still don't understand them. When they're not thinking with their cocks, they're thinking with their bloody noses. Who needs common sense when you've got supernatural strength and beauty, right? Wrong!"she shouted, the glass of the mirror cracking beneath the tip of her index finger. There was a muffled, startled yelp from behind her, then more sobs.Victoria took a breath and continued in a calmer tone."That is the type of reckless thinking that can get you killed."Turning away from the mirror, she sauntered over to the couch where two people were seated next to each other. These were the same two people from the picture frames above the fireplace. A man and a woman in their mid twenties, both rather average looking by human standards. Both had their arms and legs broken in various places so that they couldn't get far even if they were brave enough to attempt an escape. Both were gagged with bundled up items of clothing to muffle their screams and sobs."I warned him,"Victoria told her captive audience."I begged him,"she hissed, speeding closer to the man, enjoying the way he flinched at her sudden close proximity. There was nothing more intoxicating than the look and smell of fear on a human."But he didn't listen, did he? He never did. And now he's dead."Pouting, she reached out to brush the damp blonde hair from the young man's clammy forehead."All because of her an insignificant human girl. I have to wonder, what is it about her that would make a coven of vampires kill one of their own kind just to protect her?"she muttered thoughtfully, searching terrified blue eyes as if she truly expected to find the answer there. She didn't.Disappointed, Victoria sighed and straddled the young man's lap, taking great pleasure in the muffled gasps and grunts of pain brought about by the movement."I bet you're wondering what any of this has got to do with you, aren't you, Pete? You've never even met Isabella Swan. Don't worry, you're not missing much,"she assured as she caught one of the tears rolling down his cheek with the back of her finger."I have to kill her, you see. I have to avenge my mate. Even though he was a fucking idiot, still loved him, and he's dead because of her. So, I have to kill her, to make them pay for what they did, to make her pay for the role she played in it. But I can't make it too quick, you know? Where's the fun in that?"Victoria grinned, an excited gleam in her eyes."No, it needs to be slow and painful and beautiful,"she added with a whisper, framing his face gently with her hands."I can't risk losing control and ending it too soon. So, I need to make sure I'm properly fed before we start. And that's where you come in, Pete. You see, you and Laura are the main course,"she told him as she leaned in and brushed her lips against the side of his throat."Isabella Swan will be dessert."A few hour later, when Victoria silently made her way into the Swan home through an unlocked window, she was freshly showered and dressed in a lacy purple dress, courtesy of Laura Hansen's closet. It would take days for anyone to notice that the Hansens were missing, weeks for their dismembered bodies to be found deep in the woods, and by then, the animals would have taken care of any evidence that could point to a vampire attack. Their deaths would forever remain a mystery.There were two heartbeats in the house. Victoria knew that the girl lived with her father, who served as the Chief of police in Forks. It was amazing, how easy it was to get information out of humans, even before one started breaking bones. She had considered killing the father Charlie Swan before having her fun with his daughter, but ultimately decided that killing the Chief of police in such a small town would draw too much unnecessary attention. Perhaps once she was done with Isabella and ready to leave the area. But until then, he was nothing more than a mild annoyance.Victoria had been suspicious and careful at first, when she heard that the Cullen coven had disappeared from the area. It seemed unlikely that they would leave their precious human pet behind. But after weeks of careful surveillance, she had determined that they were, in fact, gone. At least for the time being. The faded scents around the girl's bedroom confirmed that there hadn't been a vampire around to visit in at least a month. Victoria's powerful sixth sense told her that they wouldn't be back anytime soon so she wasn't too worried about her little game being interrupted tonight.Isabella appeared to be asleep. Judging by her rapid heartbeat, it wasn't a very peaceful slumber. Did she dream about James? Did Victoria herself ever feature in the girl's nightmares? She could only hope. Smiling at the thought, she closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye and hovered above the sleeping girl, careful not to touch her just yet. Victoria inhaled deeply and felt the familiar flames in her throat, slightly dampened thanks to the wonderful meal she'd had earlier. Some part of her even enjoyed the burn of the unquenchable thirst.Satisfied with the knowledge that she'd be able to control herself, she placed a hand carefully over Isabella's mouth and lowered her hips, trapping the girl beneath her weight."Wakey, wakey, little bird,"she called in a sing song voice."Nap time's over. Tori wants to play." Bella proceeded to get ready for bed, slipping off her jeans, the jacket and shirt she had worn all day. Grabbing a set of clothes and a towel, she headed for the bathroom. Turning on the water she finished getting undressed and stood under the steaming water as it beat against her bowed head, her neck and shoulders, as it slipped down around her flesh she felt the tears starting again. Heart in her throat, tears burning, she lightly hit her head against the wall. Why did you leave She sighs to herself. Standing there for a time, memories flashing, the time that damn fool boy thought he could trick her into not thanking Him for saving her The first time he had carried her Months and months of memories flashed through her, the pain was like a knife, every time. Even when James had stalked her, and when he tricked her, she still remembered the control it had taken for Him to pull the poisoned blood out of her body without draining her dry. If you had just turned me, it wouldn t have been a problem any longer. She muttered to the shade of the boy she loved. Finally, realizing that the formerly hot water pouring over her had now gotten distinctly cold, she pushed herself off the wall, swiping a hand across her tear stained eyes, she got out of the shower, proceeding to dry herself, and slide on her pajamas before dropping the dirty clothes into the clothes basket. Walking softly into her room while carefully drying her hair, she looked towards the window. The one that He had snuck in time after time. With pain stabbing into her heart, she looked around, not really expecting Him but she could always hope right? Nope, the boy she loved was no where to be seen. Same as he had been for weeks. She still left that window unlocked in invitation, begging him to return in the only way she knew how. They had all gotten rid of their old phones, even Alice She looked around and then said to the empty air. Please come back, Alice. At least there was an even chance the psychic vampire could hear her. Not that it would help. He wouldn t come back just because she begged Alice to convince him. Stupid boy s nobility had sentenced their relationship to the gallows. Sighing morosely, she finally crawled into bed, curling up into a ball, she closes her eyes and starts to breath deeply, keeping her mind carefully blank, it was the only way she could get to sleep these days. Bella. A smile creases her lips as she looks around the indistinct clearing. Ah, she recognized this one. This was the day He took her for a run in the woods. Turning on her side she was leaning in towards Edward when she realized Those eyes weren t a lovely golden hue, nor even the pitch black of hunger. No, this was the red of a hunter. Eyes widening as she takes in those blond locks, the slender hand caressing her cheek. Hello again Bella James stated with that cruel smile. Bella screamed and bolted to her feet, attempting to run away. Strangely, he let her go. As she was running, the forest clearing lead to a room all on it s lonesome, mirrors on all four walls, a wooden lacquered floor four pillars, and in the middle of one wall, a familiar voice called out. Bella, Bella no, come back. It was her mother s voice this was how he had drawn her in last time. Tears streaming down her face she turns, realizing in that moment that... somehow this dream space had her in the middle of a now infinite dance studio. The sound of nails on a chalk board came to her ears, as her stalker walked along the nearest wall of mirrors, drawing a screeching line through each priceless glass panel. You know, it s not half so fun without your protector around to swoop in to the rescue. James stated while eyeing the doe eyed human paralyzed at his approach. A razor sharp smile offered, just as she turns to run into the indeterminate distance, the vampire practically flew to her, pinning her down to the floor, he leaned in and whispered in her ear with a strangely feminine tone Wakey wakey little bird. Nap time s over, Tori wants to play. Brown orbs open on a darkened room as she screams in horror mentally. It took a moment, the transition from sleep to wakefulness made all the rougher by the fact that her dream state, and reality where meshing strangely. A cold strong hand was laid over her mouth, an equally cold, marble hard body pinning her down. She smelled a strange scent. It wasn t His, but it shared a quality with His. She looked into the red eyes perched above her. Bella screamed into the hand, suddenly thrashing as she tries to dislodge the vampire. It was useless of course she probably didn t even make a whimper loud enough to wake her father in his room. There was no shifting that immovable shape pinning her down either. So close to help, and yet so far. It took her a long thirty seconds to realize her helpless situation, but, when it sunk in, the girl finally relaxed into that calm that comes from knowing you can t do anything to help yourself. Victoria waited patiently as the girl screamed and thrashed beneath her. She tilted her head curiously, wondering what could possibly be going through a human's mind in a moment like this. Most humans didn't know what she was, when she first attacked. This girl was well aware. She had to know how dangerous vampires were, how utterly hopeless her situation was. The thought brought a smile to Victoria's face."There, there,"she cooed in a deceptively tender tone, using her free hand to brush the hair ever so gently from Isabella's face.The human calmed down much quicker than Victoria expected. She wasn't foolish enough to think that the girl wasn't afraid of her after all, she couldsmellit so the sudden calm must have come from the girl accepting her fate. It was almost impressive. So many of them didn't stop fighting until the very end."I'm going to move my hand. You're welcome to scream for help. I'm certain your father would come running to your rescue at once. Of course, I'd have to kill him too then,"Victoria said, sounding almost regretful at the thought."I'd have no choice. It would be over quickly, for him, if that makes you feel any better,"she assured."I have no need to see him suffer. Although I would make sure that he knew why he was dying. That it was all your fault. Would he forgive you?"It was a genuine question born of true curiosity.Her memories from her human days were very faded now, but Victoria still remembered her own father a cruel, sadistic man. James hadn't been the only one to teach her about pain and cruelty. But she had lived long enough to know that not all fathers were like that. Isabella Swan didn't appear to be sporting any bruises or welts, although Victoria would have to get her clothes off to know for certain. Her gaze trailed thoughtfully down the girl's form as she considered it for a few moments.Smirking, she lifted her gaze back to brown eyes."I suppose you could scream and we'll find out,"she told the girl with a wink before moving the hand from her mouth. Bella s eyes where locked with the crimson orbs starting down at her with inhuman hatred, a cold sweat breaking out over her body. She wasn t even wearing the armor of sturdy clothing. So, if she tried to run, barefoot, and in such a flimsy outfit, she wouldn t get far uninjured, even if Victoria was like James and enjoyed playing with her food. As the hand is lifted away, the first words out of her mouth where. How did you get past Edward? She asks, trying to brazen her way out of this. Maybe if she could bluff Victoria into thinking Edward was returning, she would focus on escaping instead of killing her? It was worth a shot. To bad she literally had nothing that would pierce that marbled skin. It would be satisfying to stab the immortal threatening her. Even if it ended with her dead in short order. As she processes the woman s threat against her father, she visibly rolls her eyes and fires back with a bit of a hiss in her tone. I m not stupid enough to get anyone else killed, give me that much credit. As Victoria gives a lingering look down her frame, she narrows her eyes. If you re looking for injuries, look at my wrist, and my x rays. Though I ve long since healed from James oh so tender mercies. Ok, so, Bella was being reckless to the point of insanity. But, in her mind, if she could provoke the vampire, maybe Alice would see what was happening and send Edward for her, before, Victoria made her suffer for weeks on end. Bella thought about James, his thoughts while tormenting her, and then applies that mindset to the woman perched above her, but with the tinge of not just the hunt and excitement, but also the desire for revenge. It was enough to make her already pale skin bleach white as she thought of all the horrible things the vampire could do to her would, do to her, unless Alice saved her.

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https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/113633/

Winter's Bite (CasualVelociraptor x Sylvis, Far Cry 5 x Twilight Crossover)

Ekaterina Alexeev, a 25 year old Deputy Sheriff in the sleepy Hope County in the mountainous southwest of Montana, both hated and loved the night shifts she sometimes had to do. She hated explaining toRajni Asan, her steady girlfriend for the past year, why she had to leave straight after dinner, and slightly resentedSheriff Eli Whitehorseas well as fellow DeputiesCharlie SwanandStaci Prattfor making her man the phones that nobody would call when she was capable of so much more. Sure, budget cuts had severely reduced their staff, she was the least experienced of all of them, and Charlie had been a Sheriff in Washington State , which definitely meant he wasn't going to be doing the grunt work. Yet even Staci never had to hold down the fort as much as Kat did, and she didn't know how she was supposed to get experience solving crimes, arresting people, and hauling them off to jail if all she was ever going to be allowed to do was office busywork.The flip side, however, was that she appreciated the time away from the incessant nicknames and requests for her to do other grunt work. "Dep," "Rook" , "Kat," "Kate," "Trina," "Kitty" . It was nice to have a moment to herself, where she could wear hernormal clothesand put her boots up on her desk, maybe tip her cowgirl hat over her eyes and nod off a smidge. She figured she'd get a kick out of watching the snow swirling softly over the evergreens with the full moon the only light conflicting with the buzzing of the ancient fluorescent lamps, and then that would lull her into shuteye. She then expected that any phone calls would be just the noise to rouse her.But instead, it was unusually loud howling from what seemed to be a lot of wolves that jolted her to alertness.And then a loud banging on the door. The athletic woman sprang to her feet in an instant, and when she found apale, malnourished young woman with messy blonde locks, gave the girl her coat, and brought her inside, something told Kat that tonight would not be boring... Cold so cold. The thin waif of a young woman staggers through the town, heading towards the sheriff s station. She looked, strung out on drugs, eyes darting every which way, back hunched, there was blood on her clothes, and that long formerly glorious dirty blonde hair? Well, it looked stringy and ratty from lack of proper care. In short the girl was a right mess. As she accepts the coat, and is brought inside, she looks behind her and says. Are they coming? They re coming aren t they we should hide. Hiding doesn t help though... they find you anyway This was a constant monologue of muttering to herself softly, the officer would probably have to listen closely to catch the words. Light blue eyes, bloodshot from stress darted around the station, looking at any shadows, if there was a cage nearby, she would change the muttering to. Stay in cage, maybe bars keep them out. Maybe safe then? Suddenly, she looks up and stares at the woman. Run away, the pale ones are coming! In a frantic tone of voice. Suddenly she would attempt to bolt away, hiding in a corner room or a cage, or under a desk, wherever seemed safest. They re coming She would be muttering, rocking back and forth once found. A thumbnail, bitten to the quick was in between her teeth. Her shoes looked like they were second or third hand cast offs, basically falling apart on her feet, the stain of blood from neck, down her ratty T shirt, the crimson stains on her shoes. All signs, evidence, that whatever was going on, she had been involved in a crime of some sort. The howling of the wind would grab her attention as she whimpers, staring towards the closest wall and making herself as small as possible in whatever space she had hidden away in. The only thing that the young woman said that made a lick of sense was her association of bars with the jail cell in the back of the Sheriff s Office. But all that Kat could focus on right now, even as she strained to hear and comprehend her charge s muttering, was wrapping her tightly in her coat and then a blanket and lying her on her back on a couple of chairs in the waiting area. It wasn t much, but they had had no reason to get a couch even if they had the money, so it would have to do.Still, her keenly trained mind started going into overdrive with questions. What was the blood on her neck from? Who were these pale ones, or the they that she was talking about? Why was she running from them? And...more importantly, who was she to begin with?Then Kat realized, and her gloved hands covered her astonished mouth as quick as could be. No one had heard what had become of this poor young woman in the past two years...she had basically been a baby the last time Kat or anyone in town for that matter had really interacted with her and seen her happy...and she had been through so much misfortune these last four years. Lizzy? Eliza? It...it s me, Kat. Do you remember me? I m a Deputy Sheriff now, sweetheart. That means you re safe. Are are you hurt at all? I promise you, you can tell me, she said slowly. Meanwhile, she caressed the face of someone long thought dead, found her skin surprisingly icy to the touch, and yet kept touching it while making sure to look into her eyes with a calm and even keel to steady the victim. But victim of what? Now she had to know! Just just breathe, okay? Breathe, my dear, and tell me what you can. Please. "Killers, stalkers..." She curls up tightly and looks at Eliza, not recognizing her at all. That would be the first time she caught sight of her eyes... the crimson orbs flashed in the fluorescent lighting of the station. Outside, an eerie cackling would be heard, three of them? Hmm... and yet, if one looked outside, there was no one to see who could produce that sound. Must be the wind. Eliza starts gnawing on her lip, darting looks one way, then the other. They had arrived, and now they where going to play with their prey... She whimpers and darts towards the back of the station, slamming the cage door behind her and holding it closed with shaking hands. If Kat tried to join her, she would let her in of course. Not that steel was going to save them. The pale ones, blood drinkers all, where incredibly strong, and fast. She probably shouldn't have run away, but then if she hadn't, Eliza would probably be dead by now. The sound of nails on a chalk board comes from outside the station, in reality, it was one of the hunters, etching the wall of the station casually as she calls out. "Elizaaaaa, we know you're in there." The female voice pauses, chuckling. It was an odd voice, a slight jingling of sorts in the words, as well as unabashed murderous intent. Eliza had to be destroyed for her disobedience. Of course, if the newborn decided to fight them, instead of running like a coward, that would make her life easier. "Go inside, bring me the girl." She orders her two lackeys. As the two 'men' walk towards the front door, out of the snow they would slowly appear, one reaches up towards the door handle, while the other looks back. "Abigail, there's a warm blood inside..." A brow arches, a smile comes to her lips. "Good, bring it too." The woman chuckles and then shoos them away. "Hey, hey..." Kat said as she opened the door to the jail cell and closed it behind them both, wielding her standard issueD2 double barreled shotgunand holstering a.44 magnum. She couldn't pinpoint the sources of the noise, but she had a gut feeling something wasn't up, and if there was one thing she'd learned growing up in Montana, it was to always be prepared. The tension that coursed through Rook's body distracted her from the instinct that something wasn't entirely right with her guest either...other than the obvious.Then she gasped as sinister voices seemed to float around the station, and a moment later, Deputy Alexeev knew what they were here for. Of course, she still had so many questions. Why did they want Eliza? What did they mean by "warm blood"? And, last but certainly not least...Who in the name of the devil's titties were they, exactly?One way or another, Kat was going to find out. "This is Deputy Ekaterina Alexeev of the Hope County Sheriff's Department! You have exactly three seconds to back away from the door and leave Eliza Carter alone, or Iwillplace you under arrest for kidnapping. One Mississippi! Two...Mississippi...!" Meanwhile, she tuned her radio slowly, hoping that any one of her fellow officers would pick up, even though the blizzard conditions would make it hard for her signal to travel far... The two young kindred looked at one another, then they grinned. "Oh no, we're going to be arrested." One pushes the door open as the other one darts inside to look for their targets. Meanwhile, outside Abigail was examining her nails, flipping her hair over one shoulder, and generally looking utterly at ease, in a blizzard! She should be freezing... Behind the officer Eliza was looking at the window in the door, then at the wall beside them. Maybe, She purses her lips and turns to the stone wall, attempting to discern if there was a way to pull out the window's bars. Not that she really expected it to work. Eliza looks towards Kat and says. "Those wont hurt them..." Right as the two vampires burst inside. "Go away!" She hisses at them, suddenly she was facing the door, hands wrapped around the bars, as though she could hold the door closed against them. Well, she was freshly turned, so maybe. Though they were newborns too, so it probably wasn't going to work how she wanted. The two Kindred would look rather similar to Eliza, pale skin, scraggly hair, scarlet red eyes. They were.. in a word, gorgeous, one turns a megawatt smile on the officer. "Ah hello there." He purrs darkly, as they stalk closer, the other looks to Eliza. "Oh little one, you aren't stronger then us both." He chuckles and motions for them to spread out, that way the shotgun wouldn't hit them both at once. Basic tactics, even if not strictly necessary. Eliza bit her lower lip. It was true, she hadn't fed, they had, even though the blood still in her was stronger, it was two on one. Plus she really didn't want to fight. But also, she didn't want to die either. A strange sound would come from the bars she was grasping, a groan of stress perhaps. Her forearms had muscles standing out as though she was putting all her strength into holding the door closed. From outside Abigail calls out. "Stop playing with your food and drag them out here. I can't wait to tear that girl limb from limb." Eliza gulps, hearing those words she shudders, knowing that though Abigail was older and weaker, the woman was willy and evil as well. "K... Kat..." She looks back at the woman with sadness in those crimson orbs. "I'm sorry." She murmurs in a low tone. Suddenly she was hugging Kat firmly, the door forgotten, her head semi laid on the deputy's shoulder. It might appear that she was given the woman one last hug before they are killed. But no, in reality, her mouth opens slightly, then a moment's hesitation, before she was biting the woman almost.. gently on the neck. She was careful to suck out all the venom, as well as enough blood to give her a bit of a booster shot."Oh shit." The two of them said at once. A moment later, blood dripping from her mouth, she turns on them, hissing in rage, before moving forward, faster then the eye could easily track, she blew the door open and then sprinted towards the one on the left. As he ducked out of the way, the girl's strange voice would be heard. "Catch me if you can bastards." Then there is the sound of shattering glass, an Eliza shaped hole in what is supposedly a bullet proof pane of glass, and she was off, into the white of the blizzard. Behind them, the deputy was probably feeling a bit tipsy, maybe even weakened, but she wasn't dead. It was obvious what Eliza was doing, drawing them away from the fragile human before she got killed as well. Moments after all this happened, there was no sign of the four kindred, aside from the wreckage they left in their wake. When Kat came to, she felt extremely woozy and could only hear the muffled cries of Sheriff Whitehorse and Deputy Pratt as they splashed water on her face."Thank goodness you're okay, Rook!" the Sheriff grunted."Yeah, I'm just a little woozy," Kat explained. In response, Staci got her a glass of orange juice from the fridge to get her blood sugar back up."There s also that nasty bite on your neck, I take it. What the hell is that all about?" Sheriff Whitehorse wondered as he tried to get a better look at her."I I don't remember," Kat sighed after gulping down her orange juice, and rubbed her neck to conceal the extent of her wound. All she remembered was young Eliza hugging her tightly, resting her head on her shoulder, making her feel warm, and then...biting her? No, that couldn't be. People didn't bite each other. And she knew if she said that Eliza had done that, then she would be laughed at at best."But," she said, "I did find Eliza Carter. She she showed up at the station, some people attacked us, and then she ran away...""Holy shit. Holy shit holy shit, shitshitshit," Staci fumed. "You mean to tell me that the girl we've been looking for without success for the past two years just showed up one day at our doorstep, and then vanished when pursued by mysterious assailants?""I'm telling you, that's the truth!" Kat exclaimed."I believe you, Dep," Sheriff Whitehorse said and laid a hand on her left shoulder, to which Kat sighed and overlaid her hand on top of his in return. Ever since her own parents had died, Sheriff Whitehorse had been like a father to her, and so she knew he meant what he said, and would support her.Staci on the other hand looked perturbed, perhaps suspecting that she was hiding something. As much as she disliked her fellow Deputy, Kat conceded that he might have reason to be wary the station looked like it had ripped apart by a pack of wolves, and there was a large hole in the bulletproof glass. Clearly, something was amiss, and if she was in his shoes, she'd be cautious too."Can you give us a description of them?" the Sheriff then asked, snapping her out of her reverie. But Kat shook her head no even though she could, sheknewthey wouldn't believe her.Speaking of people who had something to hide...she noticed that Deputy Swan was staring out the window, sipping the terrible office coffee black rather than with his usual cream and two sugars, like he had one of those thousand yard stares her father would sometimes sport when attempting to recall his days in the Soviet Army in Afghanistan.*****"Father it...it appears that Abigail and her newborn scouts are still unable to locate Eliza Carter,"John Seedsaid back at the headquarters of the vampire run Church of Lazarus."Then what are you waiting for? Go and personally make sure she doesn't get away,"Joseph Seed, the centuries old patriarch of the Seed family , "before the sinners find her...""It will be done, Father." Meanwhile, Eliza was a bit preoccupied with trying to stay ahead of the three vampires. Thankfully she was ever so slightly faster than them. Also, thankfully, vampires don t tire. Unfortunately, Vampires also don t tire, and she was outnumbered. Plus, a trickle of ice was running down her spine, she suspected they were herding her into a dead end or a trap somewhere. Though she couldn t be sure. As the girl was running, the snow fell thickly, to bad vampires have better senses, or the blizzard itself would save her. Alice snaps her eyes open and looks over at her mate. Jasper, we need to go. She says, feeling a thrill of excitement and concern. There was a newborn, fighting three kindred, but somehow, they weren t connecting. She knew what that meant, this newborn must have a gift like hers. Luckily for Eliza, Alice and Jasper had been on their way to visit Bella s Father. Equally lucky for Eliza, Jasper and Alice were definitely not new to combat. Abigail sprinted after her two newborns, growling along with them, frustration in her countenance as the girl kept leading them on. Go faster. She orders them, redoubling her efforts to catch the girl in response to her own orders. While it was basically whiteout at the speeds they were running, the girl s scent was still strongly in the air, leading them unerringly in her footsteps. Eliza had been running so quickly that she missed when she entered the valley, it wasn t helped by the fact that she couldn t see more then a foot in front of her. If she hadn t had the strength and speed of a newborn she surely would have tripped and been set upon by now. However, she realized about fifty paces into the valley that this was a dead end, with a sheer cliff face on each side. She pulls up short and gives a moan of fear, looking around desperately for a place to hide Out of the snow behind her, the three vampires strode, Abigail chuckles and claps mockingly. Bravo little one, to bad for you, your run ends here. Take her! She directs the other two, as they move forward swiftly to the attack, she prowls in a half circle, ready to throw the girl back into them if she attempts to run again. Two new kindred where pulling over to the side of the road a good 3 kilometers away. Within moments of parking the silver Audi, they were both running side by side, yellow eyes searching the gloom ahead of them, visions of a new girl leading them onwards, The slender male took the lead, while the shorter female followed after him. Turn up ahead, they aren t to far, we should be there in a few minutes. She says in a tone that they could both hear clearly. Eliza took a couple of steps backwards, the two vampires in front of her had dark smiles, falling forward into hunting crouches. Suddenly she felt the instinct to shift to the left, a millisecond before she did that the first of the two attackers lunged, she was surprised as he completely missed, feeling the air singing as he rushed past her. She darted to the left, where he opened a hole in their line, But, Abigail was there and forced her back towards the second newborn. As the first recovers, the second attempted to grab her in a choke hold, the girl some how ducking out of the way just in time without even looking. This is impossible. There s two of you and you can t even pin down one newborn? Abigail screeches in anger, not caring that her voice might carry in this valley. We ve got her. The one who missed first said, leaping forward and attempting to sweep the girl s legs. As she went down though, she turned it into a back flip and came up behind them both. So focused where the four Vampires, they heard no sound nor warning of the two newcomers to the party. Thus, it was a complete surprise when a black spiky haired female, accompanied by a lanky male with blonde hair seemed to appear and take up a position between the three attackers and Eliza. Hmm, we got here in time. Alice says in her cheerful manner, a little bit of a laugh there. The three assailants would suddenly feel an uncontrollable fear and dread come over them. The yellow eyed male had the marks of countless fights on his body, he literally screamed danger. It was in the way he moved, the silent reserve the narrowing of his eyes as he waits for them to flee, or continue to attack. Kat went towards her home inFall's Endwhen ordered by the Sheriff, but when she watched Charlie take his beat up old red truck and head east toward theHenbane River Valley, supposedly to check up on the Hope County Jail again, she felt a pit in her stomach."You're home early, babe," her helicopter pilot girlfriend grinned as she pranced around the kitchen in her shirt and panties while listening to her Queen albums. But then Rajni's face fell and she asked, "What's wrong?""I...I don't even know if I can explain it," Kat sighed as she went over to her lover and sank her face onto the taller Indian woman's left shoulder.Just like Eliza was doing to me, she thought for a split second, but then kicked that thought to the curb. Instead, she calmly explained a non crazy version of the events that occurred at the jail."Oh, my dear little Kitty Kat," Rajni smiled, kissed her girl's forehead, and held her close. That was one nickname Ekaterina would never grow tired of hearing. "Your compassion and your dedication to all those in need is just one of the many things I love about you. But sometimes, you have to realize that you can't control every situation. Otherwise, everybody will take a piece of your heart and there will be nothing left. And that would be a shame, because I want to hold and protect your whole heart.""Well, you have it, love," Kat sighed."I think I have an idea of what might make you feel better..." Rajni said as she squeezed both of Kat's ass cheeks through her cargo pants."Yeah? What is it, Rajjy?" Kat purred, giving her a knowing side glance, since she had already keenly deduced what her girlfriend had planned."Slip into something more comfortable and stay a while and you might find out," Rajni winked before brining Kat into the bedroom.*****"I concur regarding your prompt arrival. I like punctuality, but doesn't everybody?" John Seed asked after he jumped up the cliff that overlooked the river and landed behind Eliza, emphasizing his point with a single, pointed clap and the same million dollar city slicker smile he'd used to lure in high rolling clients as a wealthy lawyer from Atlanta before he was taken in by Joseph. He then added as he inspected the two new arrivals and bowed a little , "I see you're one...or rather two of our kind, but I don't think I've had the pleasure of introducing myself. You see, I'm John Seed..."He noted the man with the matted hair's aggressive stance, then continued as he gently draped his arm over Eliza while she was frozen to the spot, "And what we have here is a bit of a miscommunication. We're members of the Church of Lazarus and we're Eliza's new family now. She said 'Yes' when we asked if she wanted to become one of us, and now that she has and she's a newborn, she's a little scared, confused about what it all means.""So she ran away, and like any good family, we're just making sure she's okay. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" John asked, then shook her shoulders and kissed her cheek as if he were in fact her uncle. "I still don't know your names, but something tells me you know the importance of family. Or at least...you did, once.""There's been a miscommunication alright, bloodsucker," snarled Askuwheteau, which meant "He who watches over" in the Hope County Shoshone language, as he stepped away from the clump of trees and changed from his werewolf guise back into human form. "Eliza clearly does not want to be here. So back off.""Ah, Ash, buddy, it's been a while. A pleasure as always. I suppose if you're saying so, that's all there is to it, then," John said. "Just have her back home by 11, won't you?" Then he whispered to Eliza, "Just remember...once you said yes, once you experienced thepowerof yes...you can never go back," patted her collar and said to Abigail and her two lackeys, "Alright, we're off, everybody!" Abigail was about to order the attack, when out of no where John arrives. She arches a brow as he fails to tear the girl s head off, instead kissing her? She hisses, revealing her fangs briefly, before hearing the order to depart. Grumbling she motions the two newborns to follow and turns away. As they turn away, she looks at the werewolf and mutters. No one invited you Mutt. Eliza at first was relieved when two strangers appear and the attack abates. She relaxes then, murmuring Thank you whoever you are. Of course, the very next instant, the head of the cult dropped on her and held her close. Crimson orbs widen in stark fear, the girl shudders as he kisses her cheek. I never said yes. Well, least she didn t think she had, but everything was foggy, like she had been drugged or something. Alice and Jasper spun on the newcomer Jasper s talent now focused wholly on keeping Eliza calm so she doesn t do anything stupid. Alice smiles in a friendly manner, though it doesn t reach her eyes. Alice and Jasper Cullen, our coven lives up in Washington. Or... it used to. Perhaps you ll stop by and visit sometime. The offer even sounded sincere! Once the others leave, the three of them turn to the werewolf. Aliza still shaking a bit from the adrenaline rush while they look to the stranger curiously. While they wait for him to say something, Alice suddenly blurts out cheerfully. Oh, Charlie is coming, we better get back to the trailhead so he doesn t have to walk all the way out here in freezing weather. Jasper arches an eyebrow in response and darts a look at Eliza. Alice she s to new, what if she hurts Charlie. To which Alice tilted her head briefly and focuses for a moment. It s fine, she won t hurt him. The slender woman reached out and gently wiped some blood off Eliza s lip. Though, you better clean up before you see him, he doesn t really like to be reminded of what we are. Alice looks to the werewolf invitingly and says. "Feel free to join us. Oh, are you familiar with the quielette tribe at all?" mentioning Jake's family of werewolves. Eliza s eyes widen as they seemingly take her under their wing without question or expectation. As the shorter woman wipes away some blood, her crimson orbs cast down in shame. I m sorry, I didn t mean to feed but she was so close and it s the only way I could think to be faster than them. Eliza basically just admitted to feeding off a human, something she had sworn not to do once she understood the monster she had become. Bending down, she grabbed some snow and used it to start rubbing at the blood running from her chin down to her shirt. There was nothing she could do about her ragged clothes or blood stained shirt, but at least she didn t look like a scene straight from a bad horror flick. Abigail rounded on John as soon as they where back home. "Why did you let her live, you literally had her neck in your hands. Our problems were done and you let her live?!" She groans in irritation, reaching up and tearing at her long black hair briefly, then she rounds on the two newborns skulking in the shadows. "Get out of my sight, I don't even want to think of you for a week." Banishing them with a wave of her hand before refocusing on her brother. "So, Alice and Jasper Cullen. Can't say I've ever heard of them, and what was with their eyes anyway. They were the wrong color!" "Ah, yes...I've heard tell of some of these gold eyed hipsters who pretend to be vampires," John chuckled. Then he ranted and raved, tearing the buttons off his shirt as he slowly grew angrier, "Until today, however, I hadn't seen one of those sycophants in person. They call themselves 'vegetarians' because they don't feed from humans, and hunt animals instead. It's supposed to make them more 'civilized' somehow." He said that last part with a mocking air. "Well, news flash to those twofucking morons! You're still drinking blood. Animalblood, I might add! That's not vegetarian in the slightest, because last I checked, vegetarians don't drink blood. So quit it with your alternative facts! Words have meaning. GOD! The Great Collapse can't get here soon enough so I never have to see that Alice's cheery little manic pixie dream girl face ever again." And yet his lust, deeply suppressed by the Church's rules against fornication outside of marriage, made him want to rip Alice's mate's head off by his scraggly blonde hair and fuck that grin off of her instead."Sorry, dear sister," John exhaled after he got that out of his system and the two newborns ran along to be judged by the Father. "That just...really bothers me for some reason. Anyway, you were saying? Oh, yes, why did I let Eliza live? Well,voila, dear Abby." He then pulled up an app on his phone that tracked her position. "As you can see, our young miscreant has not left the site of our earlier, rather heated discussion. But I think it'll interest Joseph to know where she and her friends gonext, don't you agree? And perhapsJacoband his little petJudgeswill pay her a visit when we have need of her again, no?"*****Meanwhile, Ash was standing there with the utmost stoicism and watching the three remaining vampires warily . That was, until he was asked a direct question, to which he replied, "No, I have not heard of them before. Perhaps I should talk to the Tribal Council and arrange an exchange of guests with these Quileute who are from Washington, I presume. We may have much to talk about."It was a pretty specious thought, since if these shifterswerein Washington, they were thousands of miles away, and if theywerefriends with vampires, perhaps their minds were broken. Still, while he'd always known from the tribal histories and legends that there might be other Native Americans and First Peoples in North America who could shift, hearing that they really did exist in modern times made him feel less alone, and allowed him to let down his guard somewhat around Alice and Jasper.Some.What."As for...that," Ash sighed. "As long as the woman you fed from is still alive and human, and you only did what you felt you needed to in order to survive, I can pretend I didn't hearthat." Still, Ash folded his muscular arms over his thick black jacket.And speaking of hearing things, Charlie's truck soon pulled up. Their voices had all carried on the winter wind, and so he was cognizant of what was going on and was inclined to be compassionate to the poor girl, almost resurfacing twinges of the guilt he'd felt when Bella revealed her transformation to him. Still, as he swung hisaxeby his side, Charlie, beneath his usual poker face, also seemed disappointed he hadn't gotten to freshly varnish his blade with vampiric effluence."Deputy Swan. Good of you to join us," Ash nodded."Lovely evening we're having, isn't it, Ash?" Charlie asked. After everyone filled him on what exactly happened since the incident at the station, he said after hugging them both, "Alice, Jasper, good to see you again. Thank you so much for all your help. I...I hope it's alright if I take Eliza back to my home in Fall's End. I'll figure out how to handle things with Deputy Alexeev in the morning, and do some more research into who these whackadoodles in this so called Church of Lazarus are, but for now, this young lady and I have a lot to talk about." Then, without another word, he opened the passenger side door to his truck and motioned for Eliza to get in. Eliza glances from face to face, she was surrounding by strangers, her crimson eyes take in two sets of golden hues, Ash's eyes, as well as Charlie Swan's eyes. Then a furrow comes to her face. "Wait... you're human?!" She glances at Alice and Jasper. "I don't think this is a good idea." After all she was barely two days old at this point and she was dying of thirst. That little sip had been enough to fully awaken her thirst. "Maybe I should go with Alice and Jasper..." She says hopefully. To which the woman next to her laughs and gives her a tight hug. "Don't worry, we're here to visit Charlie. We'll see you at home." They needed to backtrack, pick up the Audi, and then drive to Charlie's place. Eliza sighs and reluctantly gets in, though she drew her hands up into her sleeves and tried really hard not to dirty up the seats. The girl then proceeded to basicall freeze. Meanwhile, Alice and Jasper looked to Ash and smiled faintly. "We'll bring her along and teach her right, don't you worry. What's with this church of Lazurus stuff though, I've never heard of such a thing." Alice questioned. As for Jasper, he was watching the girl in the truck, lightly easing her into a sense of peace while she was still within range. Soon enough it would be time to depart. The two vampires would repeat their invitation to Ash, Charlie probably shut the door, and they where off. While Charlie drove them, the two golden eyes sprinted back to their vehicle, and soon enough the familiar silver vehicle was trailing behind Charlie's truck. Abigail tilts her head, consulting the phone app briefly. "Ah, I see..." She smiled darkly before flouncing over to a nearby chair and gracefully sliding into it. Relaxing as she utters calmly. "Animal blood... that sounds disgusting." She makes a face, before spotting one of the various blood dolls roaming the place. She clicks her fingers in summons towards the young woman. As her prey drew near, Abigail muttered. "I wouldn't mind getting that Jasper all tied up. Though, he seemed rather quiet. Perhaps he is mute, and that Alice is his spokesperson?" She laughs sharply at her jest. "When they find her, I would love to rip Eliza's head off myself by the way. I don't even mind if they rip off her arms and legs first." I ve only heard rumors...at first I thought they were ghost stories, meant to make our young Shoshone pups behave themselves and not wander off into the woods, Ash sighed. But I know what I heard tonight. What we all heard. We may not be friends, but we have a common enemy. If anyone knows anything about these folks in the tribe, I ll be sure to give Charlie a call to let you know. For now, I should head back. He then nodded sharply before turning back into his lupine form, his shredded clothes fluttering on the December wind.After Ash melted into the woods, Charlie gave a thumbs up to the other two vampires and started his truck down the trail and road to his house. Look, Eliza...don t be nervous. I m not mad. I m just disappointed, Charlie sighed. Now that you re a vampire, Alice and Jaspercan help you get on the right path to drinking animal blood only, and for the thirst you re having tonight, I have a fridge full of raw and very bloody veal parts. But it s like you re an alcoholic now this is the first day of your sobriety, and it will get easier over time, but you have to put in the hard work each and every day. One slip up, one wronglook at Deputy Alexeev, especially if her blood sings to you, and you could lose all control, and then force me to put you down. After giving the speech he wished he d given Bella , Charlie balanced the axe in his hand and sighed, As long as you re committed to getting better, though, I promise I ll have your back. These people...at the Church. Whoever these Seeds are. They don t care about you, not really. They just saw another victim to make into one of their slaves. You have to know that your family is here. Always. *****John slapped Abigail s ass as they neared the Church headquarters and grinned, From how loud I ve heard you both get when you re rutting with Jacob, if you get your hands on Jasper, he won t be a mute for long. If she gasped in surprise, he d say, Oh, don t play dumb with me. You two are not very good at hiding it or the expensive repairs to your bedrooms. Which we ll both need once Alice and Jasper say yes, and perhaps even trade places. That put a lot of dirty thoughts in his mind, but he knew they were likely not to come to fruition. Of course he d thought about and masturbated to the idea of making Abigail his cock warmer until he exploded a river of little John Seeds inside her, but Jacob was jealously protective of his woman, which is why not even Joseph could dare to speak out and get him to moderate his animalistic mating with her. And John didn t want his twig and berries sliced off and used to play fetch between Jacob and his pups. Speaking of which...tut tut, dear sister. I know that you re mad that Eliza got away, but remember that it will be the Father that renders judgment and decides her fate. I just hope he won t do anything to her beforeI have a chance to show her sweet, barely legal little pussy the benefits of saying yes. Then John chuckled at the massive tent in his pants and grinned, Damn, look at me. It s a good thing we re almost home, or I d probably be pounding half the women in Fall s End by now. Probably half the men too. Eliza looks at Charlie uncertainly. What in the world? Who was this guy and what place did he have being 'disappointed' in her. Mentally shrugging she mostly tuned him out for now, granted when charlie voiced that threat she hissed at him in displeasure before turning away. Eliza stares out the window, trying to calm herself and focusing on not inhaling before she started turning Charlie into her next meal. While Eliza was struggling to contain herself, Alice was chattering away at Jasper happily, making small talk while they drove along. Of course, as soon as they got to Charlie's place both yellow eyes were out, and now Alice was giving Charlie a hug as soon as he was out, while her mate watched the newborn with knowing eyes, he smoothed out her emotions and said quietly. "Alice perhaps we should go inside, I'm going to grab some blood bags." Now, why jasper had human blood in bags, on ice, was anyone's guess. But It might save Charlie from becoming a tasty snack. Abigail fed swiftly off the blood doll, filling herself up in a quick snack. Lightly pushing the girl away she waves a hand dismissively before standing carelessly graceful in the process. Abi sighs as John smacked her, she spun swiftly and darted forward, hands grabbing for his groin and then holding tightly as her scarlet eyes flash at him. "Don't force me to make you a Eunuch brother." She mutters at him. That massive tent of his probably wasn't looking so good to him now, she tilts her head, smiling darkly, after about ten seconds she released him and pushed him back slightly. "Men, always thinking with your little brains. No wonder women are so much better at planning." Flicking her long black locks over one shoulder dismissively before falling silent and following him through the doorway ahead. As John went home with his tail between his legs, Charlie sighed to himself in concern. He still had to keep his focus to drive them both safely, but Eliza certainly reminded him of Bella whenever she was in one of her moods, and it shook him. He'd thought this parenting crap would get easier now that he had had experience with it and with the passage of time, not harder. Still, at least he'd made it to his house...and encountered Jasper carrying bags of blood.Over the years he'd gotten to know Alice's stoic husband, he'd learned better than to ask too many questions regarding Jasper's actions. It was a tack that served him well, and restraint helped him through the remainder of this night in general. He simply chewed on his cooked meal Conversation was not an issue either, as Alice was chatterbox enough for all of them. Eliza followed them all inside. Spotting Jasper with the bags of blood she perks up. Even more so when he tossed them both to her. "Drink up. Can't have you eating Charlie." He directs her off to the side so the human didn't have to watch her eat. While Eliza fed, Alice hummed softly. "So, what happened Charlie? We were just coming to visit and then I get a vision about Eliza here. Seems Fall's end is a bit livelier then usual hmm?" Smiling she rested an easy hand on his shoulder for a moment, before moving to give him a hand getting ready for dinner. Eliza slunk back out of the shadows, two drained blood bags in hand, and feeling a lot better. "Thanks Jasper." She says softly. He holds his hands out for the bags, when she hands them over he turns back to toss them in the back of the car, meanwhile Eliza went inside. She felt grimy and grungy, she was hoping she could get some new clothes soon, but didn't want to be rude. So, preserving herself in silence, she basically stood awkwardly in the shadows, making certain not to inhale. Good thing vampires don't need to breath. After Charlie went to bed, Alice and Jasper spent the night teaching Eliza the rules of their world. The former leaders of the vampire world and their story, along with the tale of what had happened to their coven when the Volturi attacked a few years prior. Coming morning time, Eliza was still in her same old clothes and felt distinctly uncomfortable. If the vampires hadn't been keeping an eye on her she would have snuck off and stolen some new clothing, but as they had been monitoring her she simply suffered in silence. "From what I hear, the Seeds have been a fixture of this town for generations...although, it was very unusual for us to see any of them at all. I can see how they covered for their immortality in hindsight, but at the time nobody really bothered them. Montanans are not exactly nosey neighbors, and the Seeds kept to themselves, until all this. As for why they started up this Church of Lazarus crap now, since it's been underground for so long we have no records. No deeds, no articles of incorporation, no 501 nonprofit paperwork, nothin'. MaybeFather Jerome Jeffriesin the nearby Catholic church which, now that I think about it, has been unusually deserted for a few months now would know something. And if we can't get anything out of him, maybeMary May Fairgrave, who runs the Spread Eagle Bar Grill, most certainly will. After all, I'll be the first to admit I've visited more bars than Houses of God in my time. Perhaps we'll spread out and talk to the both of them in the morning."Speaking of the latter, in the morning after Eliza woke up, Ms. Fairgrave was serving Deputy Kat at the counter of the Spread Eagle, getting the young woman's usual order of French vanilla flavored coffee with almond creamer, along with a Patriotic Breakfast Burger with bacon, an over easy egg, tomato and lettuce. Kat knew she probably shouldn't be having thisagain, and knew exercise could only keep bad dietary habits in check for so long. In her defense, however, it had been a long and restless night at home despite Rajni's best efforts to wear her out, and Rajni had needed to rush out to her convenient helicopter commute for her job at Adelaide's hangar, so Kat needed this if she was going to wake herself up in time to helpNick Ryerun the airplane hangar she owned called Pavel Daughter Aviation just a few klicks southwest of here . After forming a plan of attack for the day, Eliza and Jasper would head to the Bar, and Charlie and Alice could check out the church. They parted ways. On the way to the bar, Jasper had Eliza change so she could look presentable. A new change of clothes and she nearly felt human again. Being all cleaned up, plus a set of sunglasses made her even appear human. Once they were ready, She and Jasper took the Audi across town, upon arrival, the two of them headed inside. Though once Eliza caught sight of the deputy she shifted to hide behind jasper a bit. She didn't want Kat to see her and try to take her head off for feeding on her last night. Jasper walked up to the bar and tapped on the counter. A slight smile offered to Mary, along with the words. "Hello Deputy, Miss Mary." Inclining his head, somehow a southern drawl had snuck into his words, Eliza looked a little surprised at how smoothly he conducting the opening rounds of discussion. Though she did scrunch down a bit in his shadow, pulling her jacket around herself. Kinda like a sulking teenager, but in reality trying not to let Kat get a good look. As for Charlie and Alice, She was chattering away, keeping things cheerful while Charlie drove them towards the church. Upon arrival the golden eyed woman looks at the church bemusedly. "You know, wasn't there a myth a while back that we couldn't enter holy grounds?" She found it kind of ironic that she could chatter away and walk into the church with ease. Though, once they got inside the spiky haired woman quieted down as they angled towards the Father's office off to the side of the main room. "You clearly aren't afraid of crosses either. I also never got around to asking garlic, are you really allergic to it, or no?" Charlie grinned, appreciating the way her wry humor broke the tension at a time like this. He hadn't been inside a place like this since...well, sincethefuneral. Seven years, and he still couldn't get the sight of his daughter's cold body out of his head. Well, she'd been cold before because of the whole...vampire thing. But cold and unmoving. If there was a God, then Charlie demanded an answer from him. About all of it.He was broken out of his stupor by a cry from the altar. "Good morning, my children," Father Jeffries said. "We...don't have a scheduled Mass today" in point of fact, he hadn't had one in two months due to low attendance "but is there something I can help you with?""Welcome to the Spread Eagle, sugar. I don't believe we've had the pleasure. What can I get for you?" Mary May beamed, appreciating his genteel Southern accent as even though she'd been born right here in Hope County, her parents were originally from North Carolina...before their untimely deaths, anyway."And please, just call me Kat," the Deputy smiled and tipped her hat in return to Jasper. "And hello to you too, miss...?" she asked the pile of clothes off in the corner next to Jasper. Eliza sighs as Kat addresses her. Damn it, there goes her plan of staying undercover. But, then, Jasper intervenes. "She's just someone I found wandering outside. Figured I'd bring her here for a nice hot meal." Smiling charmingly to the two women, he motions Eliza off to one side. "Quite the pleasure ma'am, I'm Jasper Cullen." Nodding slightly at Kat's preferred mode of address. When Eliza turned away, Kat might have caught sight of her pale skin from where the cuff of her jacket didn't quite cover her wrist completely, even with her hands jammed into her pockets. Taking Jasper's queue she wanders off, pretending to shiver and generally trying to be unobtrusive. Course, that probably just made her all the more remarkable. Alice smiles and says. "Myth, though you know normal food just tastes like cardboard for us." She sighs and then looks up as the Father comes out. Suddenly she's all smiles and hyperness, "Hello Father, I'm Alice Cullen." Bouncing up to him and offering her hand warmly. Her skin was cold to the touch, her eyes a rather remarkable golden color, and she had the spikiest hair style this town had ever seen. For all that, she seemed friendly, instead of withdrawn like a goth stereotypical person might be. "We were wondering if you've heard of any cults in the area, maybe you could point us at some of their background?" Alice asks in a warm tone. Well, hello there, ma am, Kat said with a disarming smile.She was about to make a joke about her being named Outside Wanderer, but figured it would be a little too cutting for the poor woman. Kat also had an idea of who this mysterious woman was, as she looked similar in height and build to Eliza, and she was keeping an eye on this Jasper fellow just in case he was working for the people who attempted to kidnap Eliza last night, but she didn t seem to feel threatened by him, only a little bewildered by the situation she found herself in, which was understandable. Can I treat you to a coffee maybe some hot food? she wondered after taking a bite of her perfectly medium rare burger, quickly wiping up the blood that trickled down her chin.***** Well, that s...not something I get asked often. And also a little point blank, he thought, although this stranger did seem friendly. Could you be a little more specific? Father Jeffries asked. We ve been hearing about a Church of Lazarus that s started up recently, Charlie explained. Do you know anything aboutthat? It s not really my place to judge whether a group is a cult or not, the Father responded even though he definitely had an opinion on it, he was obliged by confessional confidentiality to keep it a secret. The early Church was judged as a cult by the Romans, after all. But yes I have heard of a Church of Lazarus. I don t really know much about their inner workings only that they point to belief in something called the Word of Joseph as a way to be revived like Lazarus was by Jesus. Hence the name. But no one s managed to get a copy. Why, Deputy, have they done something illegal? Not...yet. Eliza glanced up and her eyes widened behind her shades as Kat was standing right there. She shook her head at the offer of food, but at the scent of blood, even herbivore blood, her mouth started watering uncontrollably. Jasper looked back at the change in her emotions, attempting to calm her down before focusing on Mary once more. Eliza's hands fisted in her pockets, leaning away from the attractive deputy while holding her breath as she says. "Um.. Sorry, I think... I'm going to be sick." Such a bald faced lie, but she needed to get away now before she started nomming on the woman in broad daylight. She stood smoothly, gracefully and darted towards the door. If not stopped, but followed, she would be found outside, inhaling the cold frozen air deeply, sun glasses in one hand while her crimson eyes stared heavenwards as she tried to concentrate on anything but the fire in her throat. Alice had opened her mouth to provide the necessary specifications, but Charlie beat her to it. She just smiled, folded her arms and relaxed while they chattered away. The golden eyed woman examined the architecture of the church appreciatively while keeping half an eye on things. "They tried to kidnap a friend of ours last night. Luckily we intervened in time, we were just hoping you could help us figure out where they might be, perhaps some of their goals. If you can't, that's fine of course, we'll figure out the case on our own if necessary." She murmurs breezily. Well, that s certainly alarming, Father Jeffries said. This was one of the few times he hoped he d ever have to even come close to toeing the line between his responsibilities as a citizen and his duty to God to keep confessions private.He sighed, pushed his glasses up his nose, and said, I haven t heard of any other crimes members of this group have committed, but I have seen a lot of people confess to me that they were leaving my church because they felt that the Lazarene teachings spoke to them, but didn t elaborate. When I asked them, they only said that they d been invited to a retreat up in the Whitetail Mountains, up north. But that doesn t necessarily mean that s where the Church s headquarters is located. It s also a very large, sparsely inhabited and treacherous area, Charlie explained to Alice. So we need to get back to Jasper and...um...Jasper and start looking, he said, almost accidentally saying Eliza before retracting it. For our friend. Kat, not thinking about anything except tending to what she thought was Eliza s stomachache, rushed outside. The Deputy could see her breath, so she said, Can I get you to come inside, whoever you are, before you turn into a human popsicle? Or at least let me bring you out some water to settle your tummy. Eliza looked over at the woman and sighs softly. She blinked her crimson eyes once. Mentally muttering to herself before she turns to face Kat. "I'm... fine." She takes a step back when the deputy gets close. Luckily the wind was blowing so she didn't have to worry about the scent of blood to much. "And.. I'm Eliza. We 'met' last night." She says softly. Eliza sighs and rakes her hands through her hair. "It's really not a good idea to be around me. Trust me. If the cult after me doesn't hurt you, I will, its only a matter of time and discipline." Specifically, how long she could hold herself back from her delicious blood. Alice arches her brows, and smiles before she swiftly and elegantly plants a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks Father." She winks before humming, spinning away as she nabs Charlie's sleeve gently. "Let's go. We've got a cult to deal with." She hums absently. As for the sparse population, that just made it so much easier to track the scent of the cult's humans. Assuming they had any of course. I ve been...where you are. Or at least in a similar place. When I lost my parents, I got angry at the world. I thought I d hurt everybody who cared about me. But Sheriff Whitehorse never stopped despite my best efforts. He...he saved me, Kat said, smiling at Eliza s admission to her identity even though she d already sussed it out. Don t worry about me. I m not the Junior Deputy just because the badge looks good on me, and if this cult comes after you again, I can protect you. Just worry about yourself...do you have a place to stay? A job? Meanwhile, Father Jeffries said, Go with God, my children as they left his church behind.And Charlie said, Kidnapping vampire cult or no, we have to gather enough evidence and then get a warrant for the arrest of the Seeds. That s just the rules. Otherwise we won t be any better than them, and if we cause a ruckus, people will ask too many questions and find out about...you know, your thing. I know this town has been good to you now, but I don t know if they ll bear that same goodwill towards you if things change, and I care about you and Jasper too much for you to be found out. Eliza glances over towards Kat briefly, she smiled bitterly. "Yah, but I bet you never had to resist the urge to drain someone dry, no?" Her bright red eyes meeting Kat's levely, before she sighs in frustration and a bit of pain too. Eliza had made the mistake of inhaling, which was basically like stabbing her in the throat with a knife. Meanwhile, Jasper had decided to come outside and join them, mostly so he could calm Eliza down, but also, to keep an eye on her. His presence was quite handily announced when his phone rang. "Jasper, we're on our way to the Eagle now. We got some information that may prove handy." The normally taciturn kindred smiled and says. "Of course, I'll see you and Charlie soon Alice." Once the call ends, he slides the device back into his pocket and glances towards Eliza. "If you want something, I have more bags in the back." Motioning her towards the Audi, when Eliza smiles in gratitude and starts moving towards it, he pops the trunk before looking down at the Deputy. "Miss Kat, may I suggest a bit of caution around young Eliza. Frankly, it's a miracle she hasn't killed someone yet." He says this in a soft tone so as not to irritate Eliza. Golden orbs are rather intensely staring into her own eyes. Back at the Church, after ending the call, Alice hops in the passenger side. "Ready when you are Charlie." She calls out brightly. In short order they where off, driving through the snow towards the bar on the other side of town. Of course, the whole way there, Alice was attempting to focus on the young newborn and see if she could ferret out any more details of coming events. Kat was initially confused by Eliza s question, especially since that was not a direct answer to her question, then blushed as she realized what the teenager meant. If you mean what Ithink you mean... the Deputy gulped and scratched the back of her head. Being a lesbian in this town hasn t exactly been easy. People have been very acceptingin general, don t get me wrong. It s just...for a long time I had to be careful who I talked to about bein interested in them, and how I presented it. You have to be, um disciplined, in order to protect yourself and the people you care about. As Kat drank in Eliza, seeing her unusual red eyes , and her slightly...strident tone and posture made the older woman nervous and flushed.She knew she shouldn t be roaming her eyes over Eliza s taut, slightly gaunt body, nor should her nipples and pussy be hardening and dampening, respectively, but they did of their own accord. That didn t change facts, though. For one thing, Kat was in her first real relationship with a woman who adored her. More importantly the eighteen year old girl was seven years her junior, which basically made her a little sister. But something about what Eliza was putting out into the universe drew the officer to her anyway. What, around sweet little Lizzy here? I know her we all do. She couldn t hurt a fly right? Kat then asked as, after noting Jasper s own unusual eye color, she laid her gloved hands on both the shorter girl s shoulders and rubbed them while looking into her eyes.Before Rook could get hypnotized, Charlie arrived and got out of his pickup, Alice and Jasper close behind. On the car ride, Alice s precognition, while damaged by the trauma she d suffered at the Battle of Forks a little over seven years ago so that she couldn t predict events as precisely as she used to, had given her insight into the inevitable bloodshed. The possibility that anyone and everyone could die before this ordeal was over, before Eliza s fate was decided.And the emergence of a masked figure from the shadows.With that, Kat exclaimed, Ah, Deputy Swan! I m glad you found some new friends, but what s this about information? Is something going on that I should be aware of? Charlie grinned a little, since Kat didn t know just hownot new his friends were, but then he turned his attention to her query. Yes there is, Deputy Alexeev. You see, myself, Alice, and Jasper have been looking into the events of last night. We talked to Father Jeffries, and it appears that the folks who tore the station apart looking for Eliza belong to an organization called the Church of Lazarus, run by one Joseph Seed. We re trying to find out what they re up to and why. Have you let Whitehorse and Pratt in on this? Not yet, but I will. First things first, though. Eliza s staying with me at night, and Alice and Jasper have promised to help me keep an eye on her. I don t really know either of them, but if you trust them, then I do as well. Great. So...um...how to say this? Can you help look after her during the day? Well, you know what? Nick and I did just lose Bud, our best mechanic, to retirement. Eliza didn t have any experience last I checked, and it doesn t stand to reason that she s gained any, but I ll make sure Nick and I teach her what we know about flying. That is, if you re interested, Liza, Deputy concluded. Eliza tilted her head as she heard Kat s response. Feeling the woman rubbing at her shoulders, and the way she was looking into her crimson orbs made her distinctly uncomfortable. Errr there was a disconnect here. She looked towards Jasper, uncertain how to respond. For her part, life had been hard enough and bare enough the last few years that her sexual urges where basically nonexistent. She had no idea what her orientation was, mainly because she just wasn t interested. Eliza frowns before continuing towards the car. Grabbing a bag of blood, she drains it dry in three large gulps, before sighing in relief. Putting the drained bag into a trash bag, she closed the trunk before returning to them. Jasper looked towards Eliza, then back to Kat and says. Trust me, young ones aren t as controlled as older ones are. Then Eliza was returning, to which he smiled, Feeling better? The response was a short nod. Then his face smooths back into neutrality. Good. As Alice and Charlie arrived, he walked smoothly over to the love of his life and gave her a tight hug, before turning to watch and listen. Alice chuckles softly as she listens to them all talk, she glances between the other two vampires and Charlie, like they where sharing a private joke, before returning her golden gaze to the woman sitting on the ground. She watched as Eliza lingered uncertainly between the group, apparently unsure which group to join. Oh relax Eliza, she wont bite. Right Deputy? Glancing to the charming woman that was blissfully unaware of the true situation. Eliza looks surprised, taking Alice s words as encouragement though, she walks over and sits about a foot from Kat. Tilting her head as they discuss what will happen with her. But.. I don t know all that much about cars.. She says worriedly. It s obvious that her previous insecurity in mortality was going to be an ongoing issue in immortality as well. Kat didn t entirely know what Jasper was talking about , but that was an odd turn of phrase she also raised an eyebrow as Eliza ducked behind the truck s trunk life for some reason. There was definitely something unspoken, that was for damn sure. Even Charlie seemed more tense than even his high strung nature would normally allow for.All that she knew for right now was that a woman who had clearly been through a lot needed her help and was trying to be a shrinking violet again. She then offered her hand to Eliza in order to lead her to the car and consequently the airfield. Right, I promise I won t overwhelm you, Lizzy. Just have you help me around the shop with some little things, and then work your way up until you re cleaning and replacing Cessna plane engines and flying in no time. So what do you say? Do you want the job? Eliza glanced back at the others. But they just smiled and waved her along. She sighs and shrugs before trailing after Kat nervously. The officer might note that her skin was rather chilled, it had almost a marble like quality about it. She also tilted her head and looks confused. "Wait, aren't those planes?" She bite her lower lip. Heights were not her friend... though perhaps by now they wouldn't be an issue anymore, after all, she was immortal! At last she says. "Um.. I guess? If you think I wont break anything." She shot a desperate look behind her before being lead off away from the other three. "Ah to be young again." Alice breathes with a soft smile, she tucks her spikey hair into Jasper's shoulder before eyeing charlie. "So, where to next Charlie?" She quips brightly. They were all chattering away as Kat and Eliza drive off into the snow covered town. I m going to meet with Sheriff Whitehorse and Deputy Pratt, and then we re going to explain the situation to them...very carefully. They ll help us figure out how to track down the cult while also keeping a lid on this so that only those who need to know do. That includes Deputy Alexeev... Charlie said. She was a good kid, but he still wasn t sure how she d react.Meanwhile, Kat gulped as they drove quietly in her squad car past some snow plows that were clearing the roads. Unsure of how to approach everything, Ms. Alexeev cleared her throat and asked, Is...uh, is everything alright with you? I m not asking for details. You ve just been through a lot and that would make anybody rattled. Eliza darted a look towards Kat for a moment, before she looks straight ahead and says in a carefully flat voice. "I'm alive aren't I?" Not technically true, but it got the sentiment across. "I'm puzzled, how do you fly in the middle of a snow storm? You wouldn't be able to see anything!" She exclaims. It's rather apparent she is attempting to change the subject. She still wasn't all that old, and her tricks where probably easily apparent to a grown up, specifically a police officer. Alice and Jasper nodded, before heading for the Audi. "We'll meet you back at the station then?" Alice quips cheerfully. Knowing that Charlie wasn't a social butterfly she liked to give him room when possible. That, and she needed to discuss certain things with Jasper so they could make decisions moving forwards. Just what was that shadowy figure anyway? Yes, they had stuff to think about. If Charlie had nothing else to say they would get in and set off at a rather sedate pace, for them, towards the station. Charlie briefly nodded and that was the end of that, as he went back into his truck and took off toward the station. Meanwhile, Kat knew that Eliza was trying to hide something, but didn t want to pressure the scared young woman any more than what she was already feeling. So she explained: Well, while we wait, we still need to perform maintenance make sure our planes are in tip top shape, so they don t break in mid air, maybe play a little something if we re still stuck. Better to bite something like that in the bud before it becomes a real problem, my papa always said. Anyway, despite the county s efforts, the roads will still be a bit of a mess even after the storm clears up, especially in the Whitetail Mountains where most of them are dirt trails, which aren t great in the best of circumstances. So people will need to get home, they ll need to have medical supplies delivered, things like that, and they ll come to us to make sure it happens. Myself and Drubman Marina will be essential in keeping the lifeblood of Hope County flowing, if you get my meaning. Gives a shy smile towards Kat as she chuckles at the unintended pun. She hums under her breath and says. "Oh, well ok, but don't say I didn't warn you, I don't know anything about fixing vehicles. Ground, or air varieties!" Eliza turns to look out at the passing snow and searches around to make sure no one is sneaking up on them. Vampires were fast after all. Funnily enough, the whole time they had been wandering around, she hadn't been wearing a coat or anything, and yet Eliza wasn't shivering or anything like that. Rather curious that! "Oh! So you do like air drops and stuff! Thats cool. Though... aren't cessna's those small little one engine affairs? Wouldn't supplies weigh you down alot?" Eliza looks back towards the deputy and engages abruptly, something caught her attention there perhaps. Or maybe she decided it was safe? Either way... When they got to the station, Jasper and Alice hopped out and headed towards the front door, though they did look at the hole in the front window and shake their heads. "Isn't that stuff bullet proof?" Alice murmurs to Jasper. Apparently it wasn't vampire proof! When Alice and Jasper arrived at the Hope County Sheriff s Office, they also found a heavily contemplative Sheriff slouched over in his chair and slumped over his desk while Deputy Pratt was stomping around the room in a rage and Charlie was standing between them. Youknew that there were bloodsucking vampires in our midst all this time, you didn t tell us, and now you expect us to believe that some of these monstersdon t want to kill us?! the hotheaded young man fumed. It...certainly doesn t look great when you put it likethat, the Sheriff sighed and massaged his brow with his free hand. I m coming to you now, aren t I? Charlie asked. Look, I ve been around these twopeople for close to a decade now, and if we re going to beat the Church before they can enact whatever plan they have going, we re going to need all the allies we can get. Oh, great. Next you ll be saying we need to recruit the mangy werewolves. I say we put em all down now before they have a chance. Staci, Charlie said firmly, like a disappointed father. Trust me, if they wanted you dead, you d be dead. And besides, why don t you tell Alice and Jasper that to their faces? They re right here! Staci jumped and raised his shotgun, but Charlie forced the barrel of the gun down. Put that away, kid. Even if they were dangerous, a gun would only slow them down. What you need isthis. With that, Charlie pulled out his secret weapon the Sword of the 47 Ronin, an ancient vampire killing relic given to him by the last living samurai on his quest for enlightenment and revenge after Bella s death. Vampires can only be killed by dismembering or otherwise obliterating their heads and limbs and burning doesn t hurt either. But if you really think you re so tough, you take this sword and you cut that innocent woman s head off in front of her husband. Staci took the sword and placed the blade against Alice s neck, but his hand was trembling mightily. Then he dropped the sword on the ground and Charlie said with a glare, That s what I thought. Don t ever threaten my friends again, unless you re prepared to follow through. Apologies for the...that, Sheriff Whitehorse stammered. Pleasure to meet you, Alice and Jasper, he said, tipping his hat.Kat rose a brow at that and started mentally preparing to get at the truth, but only briefly offered to give Eliza her coat. When that was rejected, she replied, The Cessnas are lighter, true, but those are more for passengers. The carrying weight of ourPiper PA18 Super Cubs, on the other hand, is 1,750 pounds. Those can carry an entire week s worth of medicine, food donations, clothes, gasoline, and other necessities. And don t worry...like I keep saying, silly goose, you lllearn how to fix them from me. If everybody knew everything, life would be boring because there would be nothing todiscover. So relax! I ll always be here to teach you. Alice bounces into the station dragging jasper behind with a grin. However, as the lovely spikey haired woman notes what is occurring, and as Jasper notes the emotions in the room, they both gain a wary look. When the man attempts to place a sword to Alice s neck, Jasper nearly snaps his neck, however, Alice laid a calming hand on his arm, then she looks down the blade near her skin with a smile and says in a sparkling tone. Why Charlie, I didn t know your friends knew how to handle swords. As the blade is lowered, she chuckles and then leans into jasper. As her mate wraps her into a hug, she smiles faintly. Meanwhile, Jasper is about ready to take someone s head off, which of course, is why Alice forced him to hug her! Eliza looks puzzled at the offer of a coat. I m fine, I m not cold. She says quietly. Tilting her head as the additional information is provided, the young vampire gains a pensive look. Your job must be pretty exciting then. If you are flying a plane full of supplies in snowy weather. Eliza tucks her hands under her arms and peers outside, mentally shutting down for now after all the talking. It had been a while since she talked so much as she had in the last day or so. It was exhausting! They clearly need more practice, Charlie said. Perhapssomeone will be better suited to wielding it. That someone, he figured, might be Kat and Staci knew it and flared his nostrils.While Staci grumbled about that, Charlie asked Alice, Why don t you explain to my colleagues here who you both are and where we need to look for this...coven I believe you d call it? He figured that he d talked enough, and like Lizzy was exhausted by it. Besides, if Alice could demonstrate her rationality , perhaps the other two officers would lower their guard.Meanwhile, Ekaterina said, I suppose it isimportant. Just like my side hustle as a cop isimportant. But ever since Bud retired and Nick got his wife Kim pregnant and has to rush off sometimes to take care of their little bundle to be, it gets to be rather lonesome sometimes too. Then the airfield atPavel amp Daughtercame into view, blanketed by snow. You can stay in the car as long as you like, and join me when you re ready, Kat said with a reassuring pat on her new employee s back. Alice tilts her head and then smiles at Charlie. She bounces slightly in Jasper's arms before saying cheerfully. "I'm Alice, this is my mate Jasper. Jasper was born before the civil war, and turned during it, as for me, we never really figured out where or when I came from. We heard a rumor that perhaps I had been in an asylum for 'visions' as a mortal, but we never got independent verification. Either way, that's Immaterial. Jasper and I have been together for decades." She then points to her eyes and smiles. "There are two varieties of vampires. 'vegetarians' and normal vampires. Normal vampires have bright red eyes, and 'vegetarians' have yellow. We need blood to survive. Human blood is the tastiest, but if you don't want to constantly murder people, animal blood makes a less tasty, but viable alternative. Anyway... this coven is growing larger. I'm rather surprised you haven't been flooded with reports of missing persons, or been finding corpses strangely drained of blood. That's typically how we tell where a new coven is growing. More established covens are more discrete, and harder to track down." As for Eliza, she sat there in silence for a few minutes looking at the barren field before shrugging and getting out. "It's just dirt?" She says in confusion, once she reaches Kat again. Eliza moves into the hangar area and looks around. She was abruptly glad she was immortal, and impervious to the elements, as this place didn't look very warm. Well, this has been quite the history lesson, Eli chuckled as Staci fumed and Charlie was being...Charlie, as usual. We haven t been getting an unusual amount of missing persons reports lately. Then again, we ve been stretched thin by budget cuts lately, especially with Kat and Staci unable to work here full time, and we re having to cover a lot of ground. That means, if people are going missing in large numbers, it s most likely in more remote areas of Hope County. You said this cult might be in the Whitetail Mountains, right Charlie? After Charlie nodded, the Sheriff continued, If people are bein kidnapped by this Church, they may not necessarily want the police poking around for fear of retaliation, but now that we know what s up, let s do some pokin up there. Alice, Jasper, if you re willin , I would like very much to formally deputize you. You ll have the power to read folk or vampires their rights, arrest them, and use deadly force if necessary. Staci blew his top, yelling, What? You met these...these cretins ten minutes ago and you re already making them officers?! Have you lost your mind, old man?? Simmer down, son, or it s a day s suspension without pay for you! the Sheriff barked. Before we go rushing around, let s make sure that Kat knows. About...all of it, Charlie murmured. I should ve known that her parents weren t mauled by a bear. Maybe then I... Eli said, reminiscing on the unusual bite marks on the corpses in the autopsy report. Don t do this to yourself. You couldn t have possibly known. We just will have to be very careful with our little Rook, Charlie said. He guessed that that nickname couldn t really apply to her any more, but he wasn t about to call Jasper Rook, considering that the last time he d held a formal rank was in the Confederate Army. Yeah...for all of my talk about dirt roads elsewhere, maintaining a fleet of five cantankerous old planes is expensive, and we haven t been able to afford to pave our runway, Kat replied. That means that even if it wasn t snowing right now, our planes landing gear would get stuck in the mud and snow before they ever had a chance to take off, Kat said as she went into one of the hangars and turned on the heat, noting again Eliza s lack of response to it and checking the girl for frostbite, which may have inadvertently looked like a more...intentional gaze. So we re stuck here. She then read over a note that Nick Rye had left in the hangar, explaining that he d stocked the planes with supplies and done initial maintenance, but had to head home before it got dark, the weather took a turn, and Kim saut ed his nuts with a side of fava beans for worrying her. Figures, Kat sighed, even though she didn t blame Nick for getting out before Kim could raise hell. But at least we re snowed in together, and we re stocked with everything we need to deliver for tomorrow. Eliza furrows her brow and pokes around briefly before looking up as she hears that they are snowed in together. "If you need anything I can probably go get it. The cold doesn't bother me that much." She shrugs, before walking over towards Kat. "So, how are you planning to deliver supplies tomorrow if the planes are stuck on the runway?" She has this almost smile on her face like she's being cheeky and enjoying it. The young vampire takes a moment before asking. "Is there like.. a shower or anything?" She hadn't had a bath in ages, and her dirty clothes were really starting to annoy. Flicking blonde strands out of her face, Eliza smiles cheerfully at Kat. "I feel like..." She trails off. If she were still alive, her cheeks would probably be burning red now as she notices Kat's lingering attention at last. Looking down and away, she coughs a moment and mutters. "You don't have to pave the runway, a layer of small rocks, with gravel to level them out would probably be good enough for a light duty runway like this one.Alice and Jasper stood together, motionless and silent for now while the humans chatted in front of them. The pixie haired woman looked up and kissed Jasper's chin before offering softly. "If you like we can work in the shadows, it won't be an issue, Charlie." She didn't want to cause friction between their allies. Besides, a badge could just slow them down. Jasper, however, tilts his head at Charlie's offer and inclines his head in mute acceptance. Meanwhile outside, the storm was making a resurgence, that broken window was going to need to be repaired soon, even if it was boarded over now, they would all be able to feel a nice stiff cold wind in the station from the Eliza shaped hole.

['Alexeev', 'Swanandstaci', 'Asan', 'Whitehorseas', 'Prattfor', 'Ekaterina', 'Staci']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11393/

Mmmm... I choose you!

Lily stretched out her long body against the tree, her long hair swishing about her hips. It was such a peaceful day, and she'd been walking all morning, just a little tired. Giving a yawn, she looked about with her blue eyes, the small glade she'd found was so pretty, and, feeling so enclosed, the perfect place to eat and take a rest. Giving another stretch, she let off her backpack and looked through it. She knew she had something to eat in it somewhere... AH! Yes, peanut butter to the rescue with some bread. She wished she could have carried around jelly, but she didn't have anything cold to keep it in. Sitting underneath the tree, she made herself a sandwich and started munching, thinking she'd feed her Pok mon afterward. She'd fed them that morning, yes, but she didn't think it was good to feed them just once a day. And seeing the results of her healthy and happy Pok mon to being fed at least twice, she wasn't going to change that opinion.After eating, she bit her lip, sometimes the pokemon did get rambunctious when eating. Maybe she'd best feed them one at a time. But which one? Her newest addition still wasn t used to her yet, she thought. Bringing out her Pok ball, she brought the Pok mon out, Hey buddy. How s it feel to be out in this great air, hm? It s a beautiful day! The stubborn Rapidash snorted irritably as he shook his head about to get his mane of fire out from his eyes. His cold black eyes gazed over his new 'trainer' with scorn and contempt... For now. He cared very for authority and now she was his mistress, and for that he loathed her. He whined once as he clopped his hooves against the ground and walked in a small circle once to stretch out his body. He did have to admit that the day was quite beautiful though, and had he still been with his herd, it would have been a glorious day to mate, but now... He was stuck with this human. He looked over to her and nodded slowly, before peering out across the field. She stood up and looked at him, "Now now... It's ok... I'm you're trainer now. I'm not going to hurt you. She picked up her bag, digging around in it. "You want some food? I've got some pokefood packed..." She pulled out a bag and leaned against the tree, pulling out a small handfull, she held it out to him. "Here you go, I'll let you have some first before I let the others out to enjoy the day... I know you'd probably rather be running about back at the fields, but we'll be out of this forest soon. I promise," she said, picking up his irritation, figuring it was because he wanted to run.

['Rapidash']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11404/

A Friend to the Parasite [Bioshock]

His mother had always said that when the world goes to shit, keep up a hobby.Eoin kept plants, and by God, he kept them well. His little garden down in his lab turned home was sort of like a barometer for the condition of the world, an inverse relation between the beauty and majesty of those little ordered plants and the hell the outside world had become. The more work Frank had him do, the better he took care of the plants.Sometimes he mixed the two, work and home: people made a fantastic mulch.Tending his plants gave him a sort of peace that he could only now find in what had become personal experiments. He was a geologist, but the work Frankie had him on was completely unrelated to the untrained eye. To him, it was just his subject fast forwarded: a little pressure here, the meeting of two unmovable forces, some heat, wait a bit and people, societies were just like rocks. His job was to find where to place the TNT.He was good at that. Damned good. Sometimes, when he ??d done particularly well, Fra ??No,Atlaswas what he went by these days, but either way, he was still the same handsome, charming man ?? sometimes he sent flowers and a little hand written note with promises, sweet words and apologies for leaving him alone. At forty three God damned years old, he couldn ??t help but melt like ice dropped in a hot cup of coffee. In the beginning, his lab assistants, mostly women but all aware that he was an old fruit, would tease him fondly when he tucked away a new note into his breast pocket. They ??d always go out for drinks afterwards, and the lanky Irishman, prim and proper and oh so very much the professor, would buy them all a few rounds, handsome face going as red as his hair as the night went on. They ??d all stumble back to their own places or, if the need arouse, to someone else ??s, stupid smiles on their faces as they bade each other good night.No one smiled at him anymore. And, instead of laughter, all he ever heard was the thump thump thump of a wrench as some poor sod tried to get into the lab, or perhaps the long screech of one of those hooked madmen. If he did hear laughing that was even worse: the only people that managed a good guffaw these days were completely rotted out in their brains.When he went out, he heard gunshots. No one messed with him, of course: he was Atlas ?? man, easily recognizable since he no longer had to hide it. And if some of Ryan ??s dogs came for him, well, he had access to more body guards than anyone other than Ryan himself. Atlas, after all, was too valuable to go out, so little ol ?? Eoin did it.In the beginning, it had bothered him but this was the right thing to do, right? Ryan was the one that hated charity and all, and Frank had seen the widening gap between the haves and the have nots and set out to fix it. Oh, sure, some of the methods were questionable, but wasn ??t these days? If you could get bread in the mouths of hungry kids, what did it matter that a few two bit wannabe mobsters ended up shot full of lead in the streets? And Frank spoke so gently to him, never called him names nor bit him with words Eoin couldn ??t believe half the things they said about what the man did.No, Frank was a good sort, and once this all settled down, Rapture would be better for it.Some days, if he spent enough time with his plants, he actually believed that lie, and that was enough to keep him jumping at the short wave radio as it crackled to life. He had to go set another charge in another crack in the unmovable wall that was Andrew Ryan. Because Eoin Griffiths knew that if you set enough and found the right spots, you could bring down any mountain.It was just a matter of time and pressure. Dr. Winston was feeling unwell.It was the noise he was sure that he would be fine without the noise, but it was pounding into his head in a way that made his vision pulsate and left him sitting with his face in his hands because moving made him feel sick to his stomach it made his small, glass encased world spin out of control. He had work to do, didn't they know that? He had work to do, and they just kept making noise, causing a racket just on the other side of the door he'd lost track of how long it had been since he'd had peace and quiet, it might have been days or weeks, but it seemed like an eternity because they just wouldn't stop, they wouldn't leave him to his work.He had to finish his work people were relying on him to finish it, needed it done faster, needed it done yesterday, but he'd lost his last assistant not so long ago he had really lost her and he had no idea where she had gone to either. It occurred to him that there used to be other people in the lab too, but they were gone as well, he just couldn't quite remember where they'd gone to, he just knew they were gone but that wasn't important, what was important was finishing his work. He just needed some quiet. He just needed a little peace so he could finish up, that was all. If he could have that, then he could get it done it was important after all.As he walked around the stainless steel table, the heel of his boot dragged through a thick, congealing pool of blood and smeared across the otherwise pristine white floor. Kevin wasn't entirely sure what to do he didn't usually make these sorts of decisions. He hadn't even really made the decision to move to Rapture, he'd just thought it sounded nice and he'd gone because his brother would be there, but he had been a little strange lately and hadn't come around since New Years that was nearly two weeks ago and that meant that Kevin would have to decide what to do on his own. He picked his brain for the solution and discovered it wasn't coming easily to him because, really, this wasn't something he'd had to think about before.He'd managed to bar his front door shut using a tea trolley, but the wild thrashing on the other side didn't seem to be dying down it had been happening a lot lately, but they usually gave up after a few minutes this one had kept on for nearing an hour now, and it was making him think he might actually have to do something about it.Rapture had gone funny lately, and since New Years people had begun to act strangely it had started off small, reports of violent attacks within the city. It happened sometimes, even in a place like Rapture, but after a day or two the reports had become more frequent until they had stopped coming altogether and now the radio would only play smooth jazz and had stopped giving any news at all. Initially, Kevin had thought this might be a good sign maybe there was just nothing to report, but he became certain something was off around the time people had started trying to knife his door open.They screamed, too not a normal sort of scream either it was a piercing shriek and usually they were talking, but it was a lot of nonsense and they kept trying to get in. Generally he would just turn up the radio and wait for them to go away like unwanted Jehovah's witnesses, and usually it worked, but this one was very persistant and Kevin was sitting on the floor in front of the tea trolley trying to figure out what he should do about it. He reached up and plucked a stale sugar cookie from the tray above him and quietly chewed on it he didn't want to go out there that was pretty clear.Of course, he couldn't stay in his living room forever either eventually he would need to leave. He'd stopped worrying about getting to work he was sure that his excuse was a legitimate one people were constantly trying to get into his home with sharp things. Not just one person, either, it was all different ones and it was just good carpentry that had kept them out.There was another of those piercing shrieks and the trolley rattled against Kevin's back so hard that he peered over the edge of it and found the end of what appeared to be a glaive sticking through his door, the tip roughly an inch from his own eye. Kevin swallowed the bit of cookie as the blade was wrenched from the other side and pulled back out over the weeks, the door had started to splinter in places, and now there was a sizeable hole that he could see through and out the other side and he found a bloodshot eye looking back at him through it."Please go away." Kevin whined, leaning against the trolley as the pounding on the door began again, and the eye was gone, so he could only assume the person on the other side was throwing herself against it. Alright, maybe being polite wasn't the solution, "I really um, if you're trying to sell something, this is honestly getting ridiculous. Do you have a manager? I might need to speak to him."He was answered with a series of incoherent shrieks, more pounding the door splintered,"Look, you sound like a reasonable person," he lied loudly, trying to make himself heard over the uncontrolled screaming, "Can't we just talk this over? In fact, we don't even need to talk you could just stop trying to knock my door down and go away, and this will be solved. I'll even deal with the damage myself I can fix it, no problem. Really."The pounding stopped. The noise stopped. Everything stopped except for Kevin's breathing and he stood there for a long moment, stone still, listening for anything there was nothing. He let out a breath of relief only slightly too soon, because then there was hammering and the sound of metal on metal. He barely had time to think because the door was suddenly gone, and all that was standing between him and the crazed woman was the flimsy cart and a tray of cookies she was short and squat, middle aged, dressed in a blood stained purple frock, and her eyes were rolling around in their sockets without any real purpose.And she was very heavy, Kevin discovered as he tried to keep her away from his throat he didn't want to fight. He didn't want to hurt anyone.She was strong though too strong. He knew he should have been able to hold her off of him physically, but the power she was exerting was tremendous, and he ended up reaching for anything he could get a hold of which turned out to be a stainless steel serving tray and cracked her across the head with it until she stopped trying to kill him.And unfortunately, that didn't happen until there was a lot of blood everywhere, and Kevin stood clutching the badly dented tray over his head, ready to strike again if the need arose, but it finally registered that there wasn't much left to hit."Oh god." he said.This was why he didn't usually make decisions. Eoin stared at the radio. He had thought ? It was silent, but he could have sworn he had heard something. The geologist wandered away to his office in a daze, barely registering one of the many cats he ??d taken in when the city went insane. They were easy to feed: there was no end of healthy bodies these days, and felines were meat eaters, the damned things ate more often then he did. He floated past, pulled open a heavy, metal door, shivering from the icy air.He had processed the meat before freezing, before rigor mortis had set in. Had even shocked the smaller hunks of corpse to keep it from getting hard: cats might not be as picky as humans, but he didn ??t want the poor dears to break a tooth on some useless mobster ??s left buttock. The scientist selected a cut from a drawer labeled in the same careful, flowing script from the garden ??soleus ??, pulled out the paper wrapped meat and returned to his office to leave it defrost in a cool bowl of water. A low ??meow ?? greeted him, and his handsome face brightened as he reached down to pet one of the cats that had fallen asleep on the desk, a pretty black thing with green eyes and a long tail.This time, when the radio went off, there was honestly a voice at the other end. Not Frank ??s no, he only got that when he had done very well or if the job was deathly important. This was different: they ??d caught some of Ryan ??s men trying to break into a lab housing ? well, Eoin didn ??t really know. Frank was smart enough to keep his organization compartmentalized so leaks anywhere could be stopped up, very much like Rapture herself, only this time with lack of knowledge. And ignorance worked just as well as any airtight bulkhead. But Ryan ??s men wanted something, Frank wanted it protected, so Eoin was called out. As soon as the static from the radio had died down, the redhead had gone off and found himself a half full bottle of whiskey, poured the alcohol onto ice hacked from the same freezer he kept the meat in, and waited.Ten minutes or ten hours later, the constant noise of insane citizens trying to get into his door grew to a cacophony then abruptly stopped, and Eoin knew his escort was at the door. He had tucked in his shirt, pulled on his suspenders and jacket and stepped out into the care of four very well armed men. Frank might barely see him these days, but he always made sure he was well cared for on these little trips out Eoin might have chalked that up to kindness if he wasn ??t a sensible man. After all, he was Atlas ?? man, through and through, his useful lap dog. Perhaps he should have gone for more than half a bottle.The trip was a whirl of noise and blood, something Eoin had learned to ignore so he could function. He was a shy thing, unused to loud noises and lots of people, and the stress was just a little too much. Better that he let his bodyguards deal with the random assortment of splicers and desperate men that jumped out at them, that waited to ambush and found quick death at the business end of a shotgun. Eoin himself had a pistol tucked away under his jacket, but that was a last resort.Besides, there wasn ??t much in this city worth seeing these days he hadn ??t come to Rapture because he wanted to watch babes strangled in their cribs. It ??d only been a fortnight since the world fell apart, and already the lower class folks were feeling the pangs of interrupted ADAM. One ugly night, he had watched a pack of what used to be human beings tear into a small family, Ma, Da, and the wee one, a family that had probably just been trying to flee to higher ground. Not that there was anywhere to flee: Ryan had as good as murdered them, sealing them up in this little underwater Bedlam. He had nearly drunk himself to death after that episode, and maybe Frank had given him time to recover, or maybe he simply hadn ??t heard the radio. He had yelled an awful lot, then, he remembered, so much the plants seemed to tremble because they had known this would happen. Or maybe it had just been him. Ryan would rather everyone go down with the ship than let that ship go to Fontaine. Eoin was still finding glass from the things he broke that session.This evening would be easier. The only thing they ??d see kill tonight would be some of Ryan ??s grunts: people that weren ??t really people these days, with melting features and brains with more holes in them than a sponge. Eoin didn ??t see that as killing so much as putting down it was an act of mercy. ??Griffiths, sir? ? A voice in a thick, Bronx accent pulled him from his thoughts, and Eoin smiled. The guy that was talking was big, almost Big Daddy big and carried around a giant gun that Eoin figured weighed as much as his own mother, God rest her soul. He had a big, stupid face that looked like it had been formed out of mud that hadn ??t had the time to dry before it ??d been pulled out of the mold, skin sagging over a rough, angular frame. ??They says they got the two in there, sir. You best to be gettin ?? in. ? Eoin doffed his head and stepped past into the warehouse, one of Fontaine ??s old fisheries. The walls were thick here, making it a good place for putting dogs down.The two men were tied to chairs that looked like they had been wheeled out of someone ??s office, more brutes with arms as big as Eoin ??s waist were waiting, along with a clever, weasel of a man. It was him he addressed. ??Have they spoken, Mr. Evans? ? The redhead pulled his fedora off, followed by his suit jacket. ??No, Mr. Griffiths. ? The man had a voice like oil and every time they spoke Eoin felt dirty for it, like he had to go home and wash. Eoin responded with a soft grunt in the affirmative, dropping off his jacket on the table, next to the empty bottles and the ashtray. ??We figured you ??d wanna be here. It ??s about that doctor. ? Evans pulled away as Eoin turned, examining the prisoners. They ??d spliced too much and with the drop in ADAM lately, well, they were suffering for it. But they were both still sane, two pairs of lopsided eyes stared up at him. ??Good evening, gentleman, ? he started politely, Irish accent smooth and calming.Or it should have been. One snarled and said, ??What, Atlas sent his little fag? ? Eoin ??s face didn ??t change as he rolled up his sleeves: it was still the same, pleasant expression that belonged in the classroom or a lab and not in an old room that smelled of fish and urine. The scientist reached for one of those empty bottles and smashed it against the old table, the sound of glass tinkling, echoing against the high walls that shimmered with the patterns of illuminated water. Evans pulled away, a nasty smile on his face and body curled in expectation as Atlas ?? little fag came over with the now deadly bottle.He didn't try to strike up conversation this time: instead, he took the clear glass and mashed it into the man ??s face, starting down low so he wouldn ??t damage anything vital at first. The first jab lanced his lips, his jaw. The next, his nose. Eoin lost count, ignored the sound of the man screaming. By the time he ??d destroyed the eyes, there was a gurgle that soon cut out. He wasn ??t strong, not at all, but this was a matter of properly applied pressure. Evans was chuckling, and Eoin let the bottle slide from his hand to the floor before resting his manicured hands on shoulders that were still warm so he could turn the body around to face his friend. Evans, the sick bastard, was gleefully doing the same to the living one. ??Now, ? he said carefully, hands sliding up to hold the ruined head still. The second man ??s eyes were wide as he took in the ruined mess that had used to be his ? friend, coworker, whatever: the face was bloodied, unrecognizable as human, simply a pudding of blood, bone, brain, snot and muscle. He looked up to see caramel colored eyes staring calmly back at him, pressed white shirt clean but forearms stained with blood. ??I believe we have a few questions for you. ? The live one stared and stared and stared some more, his third eye open so his chin was nearly touching his chest. Then he swallowed and nodded, and Eoin didn ??t even have to ask questions: the information came out, jumbled, but all of it, none of it warped by guile. Eoin smiled, then straightened and said, ??Right. Evans, I ??ll leave it to you to take care of this man. Feed him his friend ??s dick, if you like. ? ??Yessir. ? So maybe ??fag ?? had upset him more than he admitted. By the time he swept out, he could hear a muffled sort of whimpering. Dr. Winston sat primly on his swivel chair and carefully performed surgery on his toast via a butter knife next to him was a small, steaming china cup of tea that he couldn't remember making, but he knew he must have because he was the only one in the lab. WherehadSarah gone, anyways? They used to play chess during moments like these, and now the board sat sadly untouched though it hadn't gathered any dust, because that sort of thing just didn't happen, he wouldn't allow it. Whenever Sarah got back, she could move her next piece and he wouldn't touch the board until she did it was her move, after all, and he didn't cheat, cheaters never prospered and besides that, Sarah would know she had an excellent memory, it was just one of the many reasons she was such a fantastic scientist.He had a good memory too or at least, he'd thought he did, but things had been a little fuzzy lately. For instance, he couldn't for the life of him remember how he had ended up with teeth marks on his arm he frowned at the angry red ring of cuts just below his wristbone it was incredibly sore, and wasn't it a little strange, a human bite mark? Surely there was something not right about that, didn't that mean someone had the radio built into the wall began to crackle, and then music began to filter through.Unforgettable, that's what you are.Winston paused with his fingers just ghosting near the cuts, frozen in silent attentiveness.Unforgettable, through near or far.He looked puzzled for a moment, his thin eyebrows furrowing what had he just been thinking about?Like a song of love that clings to me, how the thought of you does things to me, never before has someone been more, unforgettable in every way. And forever more, that's how you'll stay.He rose suddenly, mechanically, and crossed the room, he lifted up a small medical bag and he picked a key up off the coat rack and then slid it aside the backboard slid with it, and revealed a small doorway he passed through it, and he removed a large syringe from the bag at the same time, closing the door behind him with his foot. Another voice could be heard then, heavy with an accent and pleading:"Nein, no, no, no not again!"There was a soft click, followed by a choked sound of pain and then silence. Dr. Winston came back out holding the empty syringe, pushed the coat hanger back into place, and returned to his tea.That's why darling, it's incredible that someone so unforgettable, thinks that I am unforgettable too. Kevin wore his utility belt he wore it because he couldn't help feeling that, somehow, it would come in handy after all, a tradesman should never be without his tools and this was no exception because there really wasn't a rule book for this sort of thing. He had stepped out of his home now, partly because the door was missing and partly because there was mashed bits of brain all over his living room now, but mostly because he was quite certain something wasn't right."Excuse me," Kevin said he had made his way to one of the many glass hallways, and up until then, he hadn't encountered anyone he had felt a small measure of relief when he had found a man standing at the base of the staircase he tapped the man gently on the shoulder, "Excuse me, sir? I wonder if you could help me, please. It's just that I'm not sure "The man spun around slowly, and Kevin's voice died in his throat when he realized the man was wearing a paper mache rabbit mask. Kevin closed his mouth and swallowed, licked his lips, shifted his feet uncomfortably and glanced around as the rabbit man stared at him."Erm," Kevin said, finger still in the air, and he watched as the man's shoulders lifted and fell with his heaving breath, "You you know what nevermind."He put his hands up in front of him,"I'm fine. Go back to looking at the stairwell. I'm just going to walk over here." Kevin said, and pointed to the right. When he turned to go in that direction, he found himself looking at a paper mache pig mask he wrung his hands, "There's going to be one of you behind me now, isn't there?"He didn't turn around, he just pulled a wrench from his tool belt and did the best he could. The security door glowed coolly under the low lights from outside. Something big and aquatic floated by, casting a warped shadow across the security door that wandered along the metal at the same lazy speed. Eoin wasn ??t quite sure if the sight was nightmarish or just surreal something outside groaned, perhaps one of those giant golems or perhaps it was the sound of Rapture ??s slow, steady death. There was the banging, too, the constant sound of a renegade monster searching for a little, baby escort. The redhead wanted to shiver but instead said in a calm, clear voice that he couldn ??t recognize, ??So how do we go about entering this place? ? Another bang. Louder. ??We could rope one of those Big Daddies up for us. ? Eoin turned his head toward his left, not looking at the quarter of his escort that had spoken, but listening. No, his eyes were still stuck on the door: they ??d think he was still considering the massive amount of steel but instead his mind was trying to translate what they had just said. Rope a Big Daddy? Why, one would need to be a Little Sister to catch their attention in a way that didn ??t end up with one of the monsters drilling a new whole into a person. Of course, when The Boss didn ??t speak, Muscles 3 continued, filling in the silence and the faint sound of screaming. ??Mr. Atlas gave it to us, sir, ? he said nervously. Even someone who could crush a man ??s chest in with one hand was afraid of the nutty splicers. One or two, now, that was fine. But sometimes the lunatics managed to band together and then one had a pack of beings that laughed like hyenas but wielded weapons like men. ??Scrambles their brains for a bit. Makes ??em think you ??re a Little Sister. One of them drills would work real nice. ? A sharp, piercing scream that sent all of their hands to their weapons. A woman ??s voice, maybe, or a child ??s. The sound was cut off quickly and somewhere above metal and wood clattered about.The banging had stopped. There was an echoing sound of heavy boots shuffling and though Big Daddies didn ??t bother anyone that didn ??t mess with them first, the middle aged man felt a panic attack threaten to close down his windpipe. ?? ??Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace and rest can never dwell, hope never comes, ?? ? Eoin muttered miserably, and Number Three gave him a stupid, dull look. Even afraid, Eoin had a moment where he hated the guard and his flat gaze. There was nothing there, all the lights turned off, soda without the pop. The geologist wanted to pluck out his eyes with his old rock hammer, mash them up and rub them into the empty sockets for all the good they did the dullard. The moment passed and he hissed: ??Well, go on, man. Don ??t just stand there and lollygag. Move. ? Another rattle. Eoin stepped back into the shadow of another guard, Muscle 1, a large, dark bear of a man, his favourite. Sometime ago, he ??d lost his tongue, literally, and the Irishman appreciated not having to listen to unintelligent garbage from him. He hated this place. ??Ssssssss. ? She hissed along with her hooks, pleased, oh so very pleased at the sound of metal sliding on metal, sending off sparks and infintesimely small shards of steel that she could practically taste. Her face was curled, lips twisted into a smile, anenrapturedsmile, nearly orgasmic, nearly talking in tongues, high on jazz and booze and medicines cooked up in little labs orgasmic.Ssssssssssssss.She let out a startled bark of laughter, snickering as it echoed along the glass walls, and even the water outside seemed to shimmer with her voice. She was powerful. She was power. She could hear the EVE singing in her veins, pretty, oh so pretty blue, so pretty, so very much like the pretty ocean and like those pretty cocktails they served down in the dark bars of Harlem and Atlanta and she missed them so much, so very much, but she didn ??t miss the being afraid, didn ??t miss being ??Sweet Thing ?? and ??that high yellow girl ?? when here she was the toughest thing on the block and on the roof and her hooks sang soprano when she went for her prey. ??Maaaaaaaaaybeeeeee. ? Her voice was reedy, voice hoarse from abuse. She screamed lots these days. ??Youuuuuuuu ??ll think of meeeeeeee. ? The Inkspots had never been sung such a way: her voice was a creepy rasp, sending even other splicers running. She was the toughest thing on the block. She was big in a little package. She glided down the stairs with all the air of a queen surveying her kingdom. ??When youuuuuuuuuu are all... ? Ssssssssssssss. ??Alooooooneee. ? Strictly speaking, Kevin wasn't a fighter he'd never really fought as a child, and he'd certainly had sensibilities about avoiding it now as an adult, but surrounded by a trio of knife wielding crazies, he found that Things Just Happened somewhere along the line, he had taken out his hammer as well, and now one of them had run away, another was on the ground shrieking, and the third had become a new storage space for his wrench because it was presently embedded in the top of the man's skull. It wasn't that Kevin was violent far from it, in fact, but some part of himself he hadn't been entirely aware of up until then fully understood the neccessity of what he was doing, because if he didn't get away from these men, he would never be able to find his brother.He evened his breathing, which sounded harsh in the sudden silence of the wide hall, and he looked around himself, suddenly nervous again were there others nearby, had they heard all of the commotion, and would they be able to help them or would they be exactly like these people had been?He'd killed two men, now, but he didn't want to think about it, he would think about it later.The shriek of metal on metal caught his attention Kevin looked up from where he was standing and his eyes swivelled to the staircase there was something coming down the steps at a full on run, and this time when fight or flight kicked in, the carpenter took the second option and ran for his life, because sometimes that really was the best option. The metal stoppers of a chair squeaked as they were dragged across the cement floor, propelled by the thick rubber soles of a pair of large steel toe boots the attached legs were strapped to the chair via carefully placed medical restraints, so the progress of the chair could only be measured in centimetres. A hoarse voice spoke, but to no one in particular,"Oh ja, this vas brilliant," he said, pausing to tug irritably at the straps on his arms, "'No,'I said,'I vill not stay in East Germany, I don't like this wall idea',I said,'It seems like it could be another attempt to suppress us no, I von't take a job mit der biological warfare research unit, no, I haff been offered better opportunities, down in der bottom of der motherfucking sea!'"Otto didn't even know where he was anymore he had been blindfolded for what felt like days now, shoved around from room to room with his arms tied behind him until he'd been shoved into this chair and kept there with nothing, save for the intervals where he would hear the door open he knew the footsteps now, though at first he had barely been able to hear them because the man was so light on his feet, but then there was always the smell it was distinct, something astringent mixed with the odd scent of tea and pine.Then came the hands, which were disgustingly gentle for what they did to him they would cut him open, make him bleed, and they were always carefully measured cuts, like the wielder of the knife was using a ruler to measure it out, and the needle would always follow the ADAM, the injection that automatically healed the wound but still left him twitching from the ghost of pain. His torturer never spoke to him but would sometimes hum gently while he did his work, always the same tune, and then it was done as quickly as it had started, and he was left in the room again, in darkness and silence.He wanted out. He wanted out before he came back again, because he could feel it after every injection something inside of him was changing now, something terrible was happening to his body, and he knew that each syringe full of that poison would only make it worse. He needed to get out.The chair squeaked again, the back of it struck something solid he could use his fingers enough to feel out the smooth metal of stainless steel there was an operating table behind him, and that particular knowledge caused a sudden lurch in the German's stomach.It probably would have lurched even more if he had known there was someone's head on the table. Steady.The woman ??s shriek was frightening and usually, usually they ??d leave sleeping dogs lie, but she was chasing something.Aim.Someone. Young man. Face clear of the insane grin of a Splicer, and normal folks were rare to find. God keep the soul of that woman, but she was so far gone.Exhale.He had to take care of the children of God that were still in their right minds, and may God have mercy on his soul for the blood on his hands.Fire.The figure on the stairs, emaciated because her drug of choice had left her without hunger, kept flying towards them for a long second after the shot had hit her. For a moment, he thought she was still alive and royally angry now, but no, she skittered to a stop about three feet past the end of the stairs, leaving behind a trail of blood and brain. The child next to him, the little girl he had been sent to find, inhaled a sudden, but quiet, breath of air instead of screaming in fear. CRACK.Gunshot. Eoin immediately crouched down, pulling out his own gun while Muscle 1 turned ??round back and forth, arms swinging up to a good punching stance. Number Three stared around with wide eyes, because where there were guns, there were ??The howling started low then got much, much higher as female voices joined the fray. Christ. Christ, Christ, Christ. Splicers. A dozen or more of them, intrigued by working arms and loud noises and the removal of one of those queen crazies. Those agile nuts were trouble even to the regs, the ones that hadn ??t got their hands on scythes. And with her gone, they ??d be moving in to scavenge. ??Someone ??s gone and rattled the monkey cage. Get this door open! ? Eoin yelled over the rising din, which had before just been dominated by the bang, bang, bang of a single Big Daddy.Number three clutched his meaty fist together, muscles in his arms flexing under hairy, gleaming skin, and opened his hand to reveal what looked like an old, rotting apple. ??Oh, dear. ? He was small, not much to look at, and now that he had lowered the gun he was moving with a nervous sort of energy. His chin was up, revealing the white and black of a priest ??s collar because, really, there was no point in hiding it these days. Alan Roth was fifty two years old, a tiny bundle of over the hill energy that rose next to the little girl. Mary Lee. Mother had died, father was still alive in the little commune they had created. She trembled next to him, a little ghost of a girl that had seen too much even past this quick killing of an insane husk of a human being.She would be for many years, Alan had promised himself, but only if they got out of here. Faith in the Almighty Father was important, but there was no point in testing the Lord when He ??d given them guns and the brains to run away from a swarm of Splicers. The small blonde head jerked to the boy that had been running from the ? woman. ??We ??ve got to get out of here, ? he said, voice a clear, calm tone, as if they were discussing a sermon not a possible ambush. ??Come with us, ? he said, grabbing the girl ??s hand. The white, delicate thing disappeared in his palm, small as she was.

['Eoin']

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Thus will the Dark King fall, slain by neither blade nor arrow but by a sorcerous power of darkest magic and so shall his body be consumed in the flames and for all eternity burn." The Prophecy of Demise Ghrond The Tower of Prophecy Within the land of shadows, there exists a plane where even the sun seldom rises. The lands of Naggaroth, a realm strife with anarchy and despair... a kingdom where the strong are destined to command the weak. It is a land where the Druchii... Dark Elves... rule in all of their terrifying glory, underneath the tumultuous reign of Malekith, the Witch King of Naggaroth. Though powerful in his reign, the Witch King's nearly thousand year rule has been marred by major defeats against his High Elven brethren. Though Malekith still maintains a powerful stranglehold upon his people, there are whispers among the nobles about a prophecy to replace him. Indeed, even his mother, the seeress Morathi, plots secretly against him. From within her isolated tower of Ghrond, she has hidden away a possible heir, one that will lead the Druchii to their deserved glory... or to their deaths. From within the Tower of Prophecy, Ghrond remains one of the only regions within Naggaroth that is hidden from Malekith's prying gaze. Through generous tithes that fund his armies, Malekith's attentions have thus far remained away from the palace's luxurious, decadent halls. But it was only a matter of time until Malekith would see the deceptions of his mother... and come to wipe clean any prophecy that may be his undoing. After all, he was the true heir to Aenarion what Dark Elf sorcerer had the right to steal his throne from him? Yet... the Witch King would find that destiny was a crueler master than he. The Palace was legendary for its luxurious decadence, but even more appealing than its exotic decorations was the law that forbade male elves from entering the domain of the Hag Sorceress without her decree. It was because of such that the royal throne room contained a single male, surrounded by the watchful gaze of sorceresses around him. He was tall, even among elves, standing before the sorceresses with an almost arrogant bravado. But for all of his conceit, Fenrisullas have thus far proven to be as formidable as the prophecies foretold. Fenris had already shown his mettle against the daemons and chaos worshipers drawn to Ghrond, his martial prowess with the sword already rivaling the best among those of his people. But as he excelled with the sword and spear, the prophecy demanded he prove his magical affinity as well. It is with this, that Felicion has taught the rising Dark Elf lord how to properly wield magic, perhaps thinking that such a deed would lead to a puppet that could be controlled. She would learn quite quickly, that this would not be the case. "Why have you summoned me?" Fenrisullas watched the Sorceress carefully, who was seated upon the luxurious throne before him. Perhaps she thought that in Morathi's absence, that Felicion held the reins over Ghrond. It was becoming apparent to the Dark Elf that she was attempting to control him, a fact that displeased him greatly. "I am not a slave that you can call whenever it pleases you." He remarked, a statement that led the sorceresses to snicker at his words in defiance. Indeed, these whores had already vastly underestimating their pawn. With a single wave of his hand, Fenris called upon his unbridled magical energy, the sorceresses falling silent as they noticed the faint glow of light within the man's palm. Before any of the sorceresses could see what their future Lord was doing, the magic burst into a ball of uncontrollable electricity, sending bolts of lightning crashing into the walls of the room. The proud sorceresses were knocked from their feet, one sent flying into a nearby pillar as magical waves of energy pulsated throughout the room. The carnage lasted only momentarily, but by the time the magic had dissipated, several sorceresses lay unconscious on the ground, others struggling to stand. "I am Fenrisullas, the future King of Naggaroth." The Dark Elf moved across the room, navigating up the elevated steps that led to the throne. Stopping in front of Felicion, the Dark Elf gazed upon his mentor with hungry eyes. Felicion surveyed the rooms as she shifted languidly, staring out the window which peered from one of the cities highest towers at the dazzling aurora that lit the night sky beyond. This far north the lands had would be locked in the cold grip of a polar night for months, but the threads of raw magic filtering down from the pole were bright enough to make the stars dim. Like so many of her sisters in the convent of seers the tower s former mistress would have once looked out this same high window, straining her Witch Sight to read the future in the flow of magic, and Felicion s shapely lips curled into a joyless smile at the knowledge that she had been unable to read her own fate in them. Unfortunately her triumph over the high sorceress was a bitter sweet victory as Morathi had been its principal architect, and despite their working together there was no one in Naggaroth she hated more, save perhaps the Witch King himself, but it was that very hatred that made Felicion useful to the First Sorceress. She had become something of a lightning rod within the dark convents to attract all those who plotted and conspired against their queen. Such schemes and plans had only become more common since the Witch King exiled Morathi s court to Quintex and while Felicion passed on all she discovered about them to Morathi in secret it did not stop the young seeress from hatching her own plans, and the young seeress toyed idly with one of the many earrings fitted in her delicate, pointed ears in what those who knew her would have seen as a sign of deep thought as she considered those same plans.Fenris had been discovered when her convent sent her to deal with a Shade Clan on the Isle of Beasts suspected of harbouring a Vauvalka. Not only had their suspicion been correct, but the sorcerer whose head she eventually sent to the Witch King had a son who he had begun training in the Dark Arts himself. She should have killed him as well, but the whelp had been prodigiously gifted for his age, and his affinity for Necromancy was especially unique and portentous. No one could have seen the dead creatures, slain by the Shades, that he had re animated without thinking of the ancient prophecy of demise. While others might have handed him over to the Witch King in hope of reward Felicion knew better than to trust to the generosity of such a mercurial and petty tyrant. Better to train the boy. If only to turn on him later when he represented a more credible rival. After all the blame for abetting the prophecy could perhaps be shifted onto her co conspirators if it came to that.On the subject of mercurial personalities as Fenris stormed into the room one slender, long fingered hand, sporting carefully shaped, black lacquered nails grasped the iron stave resting by her seat as the tall seeress stood up. It was, perhaps, a by product of having lived her entire life knowing her fate was in others hands a compensatory need to control her image down to the most minute detail but whatever the reason Felicion stood out strikingly even among her uniformly seductive peers as much for the richness of her attire and the vanity of her affectations as for her exquisite appearance. Her icey, blue grey eyes were rimmed with black Khajal, and her pale, sinuous body was adorned with several piercings from the violet jewel that gleamed below her bare navel to the eight golden hoops, threaded with a silken, purple ribbon that criss crossed its way up the hollow of her tiny waist on one side. Her gold trimmed boots reached the tall woman s thighs, and the sight of her long, shapely legs was only partially obscured by the narrow band of purple, gold trimmed fabric which formed the front of the dramatically split ankle length skirt hung from an ornamental belt whose plunging front was fitted with a jewel studded piece of jaggedly filigreed gold. The garment flaunting most of her pale thighs but for four sheer ribbon like strands of fabric hung from its sides. The pale skin of her athletic torso was left bare up to the jagged gold chest piece framing her youthful breasts held up by a thin halter tied around the back of her slender neck. From behind one would have seen how the ornate gold took the form of leathery wings, facing inward, that curled around her shoulder blades were it not for her long, inky tresses. A matching head piece sat atop a small, round table by her seat behind her, apparently discarded for the time being.As she adjusted a golden torque fitted about her pale, smooth bicep the only imperfections Fenris could have noticed were the scars on her pale wrists and shoulders. A record of past need when the requirement for blood to fuel some spell or counter spell had obliged the seeress to open her own veins in desperation. Her shapely, painted lips formed a joyless smile as she regarded the ill tempered young Elf. The challenge implied in his proud tone was obvious, but the seeress had no intention of meeting it head on. I would never presume to think as much, her smooth voice responded.The artificial, yet still beautiful smile on her gorgeous face twitched with genuine amusement his spell threw the other sorceresses off their feet, while Felicion s pale eyes blazed with a sudden violet luminosity when the spell struck her as hitherto invisible runes marking her torso and arms blazed into view to disperse the magic.'Get up.' she spat harshly at her fallen co conspirators before her face softened as she turned back to Fenris, of course, Felicion responded as he announced himself as the future king, lowering her eyes and offering a respectful curtsey that lowered her to one knee as she placed her stave on the floor. I only called you because I have procured you a gift, she went on, keeping her eyes lowered and remaining on one knee, the soft fabric of her long skirt gathered about her on the bare stone floor of the sparsely furnished room. Fenrisullas waited impatiently as Felicion spoke, perhaps wondering for a fleeting moment if his mentor would dare rise to meet his challenge.Unsurprisingly, the powerful sorceress did not deign to question his authority, an action that only served to annoy the short tempered, future king of Naggarond even further. Fenris had always been unamused with the theatrics of sorceresses, their clandestine gossip and nefarious backstabbing a hallmark of Druchii politics and yet, the dark elf warrior held little to no respect for it. He knew well that it was only a matter of time before the sorceresses would conspire against him, their loyalty woefully overshadowed by personal ambition. But unlike Malekith, Fenris was smarter than to trust them in any capacity. As soon as the Witch King was defeated, he would chain each one under lock and key... force them into learning their places as his personal pets.The young, dark elf watched as the beautiful sorceress responded to his malice with faux kindness, as if her words were convincing him of her loyalty. Yet, he was quite amused to see that she was willing to humor his authority, stepping off of the throne before falling to one knee before him. For a moment, Fenris was quite pleased to see the haughty sorceress succumbing to his will, even if the action was simply made from deception. He planned to make such showings of respect more authentic, very soon. Despite what the sorceresses may have believed, he was not a creature that would be so easily tamed. His ambitions far outweighed anything Felicion or Morathi had to offer him."A gift?" Fenris raised a brow, the ill tempered elf now struck with a fleeting moment of curiosity. His gaze hovered towards the woman's form, indeed, a true gift would be to bound the proud sorceress in chains, tearing off her skirt before brutally ravaging each of the arrogant whore's holes. Felicion had always been calm and calculating, a woman that truly acted as if she wielded the answers to everything. He wondered what she would be like once the tables were turned upon her, if she would scream when he violently pulled her hair backwards, how the tears would cascade down the sides of her portrait as his hot erection plunged into the back of her throat. They were merely fantasies now, but soon he planned to make the sorceress' fate a reality. With all of the slut's foresight, Fenris found is amusing she did not know what her fate would be. She would figure it out...eventually.Slowly, the dark elf raised his hands upwards, his palms resting upon each flank of his helmet. In a single motion, he slipped the armor free to reveal his face to the crowd of sorceresses. His facial features appeared explicitly young for a dark elf, his face still notably devoid of the corruption that was expected of the Druchii. Raven locks pooled at his shoulders, with fair skin and a sharp jawline that only accentuated his youthful appearance. If not for the ebony steel that encased his slender form, accentuated with golden accents, an ill informed observer may have mistaken him for one of the Asur. No doubt, the sorceresses still underestimated him because of this, a fact that they would soon learn to regret."This better be worth my time, I have no patience for comedy." Indeed, Fenris didn't have much patience ingeneral. Even waiting in Ghrond was just short of a torturous experience for the dark elf, even if he himself knew that he was not yet ready to face the onslaught of the Witch King he sought to depose.Malekith's time would come eventually... and so too would any sorceress',"But I will allow you to amuse me, for now," a mischievous grin formed across his face. If Felicion's gift bored him, he would certainly force her to come up with something that would pique his interest in its stead.It was best not to keep him waiting. When Fenris removed his helmet the tall seeress regarded him coolly, wondering idly about his lineage. Most Druchi traced their family trees back to the low land Naggarothi of Ulthuan, but the truth was during the Sundering several of Ulthuan s princedoms had been occupied and some of their subjugated peoples came to mingle with the Naggarothi. The Tiranoci in particular had languished under occupation for as long as the civil war had reigned, and more Druchi than ever would have admitted it were products of such mixed ancestry. Not that it mattered to Felicion as anything other than a matter of idle trivia. After all what truly separated the Druchi from their soft southern kin was not blood, but mettle, and whatever her personal opinion of him might have been he did not disappoint her when it came to this.Felicion looked up from the floor when he repeated her words, wrapped her slender fingers around the stave she had placed on the floor, and rose to her feet.Contrary to what he thought she was quite well aware of the future he envisioned for her, but prophecy was not an exact art and it was only one of many shifting possibilities. Of course even if she hadn t been a gifted seer Felicion was perceptive, and canny enough to understand what Fenris wanted in light of the way he looked at her. She did not begrudge him his fantasies. Nor was she shocked by them in the slightest, and in truth if she were certain he would prove a match for the Witch King and thought it would help to motivate him Felicion would have gladly let him do all he wanted, and more.The truth was when Felicion found herself outmanoeuvred by Morathi all those years ago the decadent Hag Sorceress had taken a liking to the beautiful young seeress in spite of her treachery. And the First Sorceress, ever greedy to satisfy all her whims, had kept her for her own amusement. Felicion had been used to reward favoured courtiers, made an offering in flesh pacts with Deamons, and even had the privilege, of sharing a bed with the Queen of Anlec. Her release had cost nothing less than her soul. In short Felicion was innured to debauchery, and being in thrall to the whims of others, and there were other reasons why his plans did not concern her but the beautiful seeress had no desire to dwell on that. I trust I m capable, she said to Fenris when he said that he would allow her to amuse him, shall we go down ? Felicion offered him her arm as she nodded towards the door. I do not think it would do to have her brought to us, If he proved willing she would walk with him to one of the stone staircases which traversed the impressive tower's height, and descend some way to the dungeons.His gift had been acquired in Clar Karond, and the price of such a prise would have been beyond the sum of all Felicion owned were it not for the patronage of the First Sorceress. The captive was not merely one of the Asur, but from one of the inner kingdoms where the Druchi raiders seldom set foot. A Sapherian Mage, trained at the White Tower, who at that moment was languishing on the bare floor of a cold cell. Naturally she had been somewhat ruffled, to put it lightly, during her capture, and her time in the bowels of a Black Arc and the slave pens of Clar Karond, to say nothing of the arduous journey to Ghrond itself, meant she'd arrived a torn and bloodied mess. Her attire had been entirely salvageable, and though Felicion felt it was an honour no straw head deserved after ordering that she been cleaned and her injuries tended she had her garbed in what would have been typical attire for a member of the Dark Convents. Whether she liked it nor not was of no account as the mage was being kept gagged to prevent her casting any spells, and her arms were manacled to heavy chains fixed to bolts driven into the stone floor.The mage had apparently said little in all her time in captivity, and told no one her name. In truth she thought of herself as already being dead. Thus she saw no reason to speak, or act in any way whatsoever. Fenrisullas watched as the Dark Elf Sorceress offered the brooding lord her arm. He hesitated for a moment, his blind arrogance giving way to caution. He had no idea what Felicion was planning, for the nefarious sorceress wielded the potential to back stab him at any given moment. Yet, the promise of a gift was all too tempting for the future king of Naggarond. Especially once the Sorceress had hinted to the prize he would be receiving. Fenris' curiosity... or perhaps his greed, eventually won the day, the lord hesitantly taking the Sorceress' arm so that she could lead him down the stone stairs that plunged down the legendary spire. It wasn't long until the pair would find themselves within the narrow corridors of the dungeon within.It was then that Fenris had set his eyes upon his gift. From beyond the bars of her cell was a figure seldom seen within the lands of the Druchii, a prize that all Dark Elf raiders coveted to claim for themselves. An Asur, bound in chains, a present that Fenris was eager to claim. "A mage?"He muttered softly, immediately noticing the gag that was fixated to the woman's mouth. Most Dark Elves cared little for gagging their slaves, many even preferred the cold chorus of screams as they tortured their victims. But a powerful mage must be gagged to limit their chances of escape."Open it."Fenris commanded, waiting for the cell door to slide open before he stepped inside its claustrophobic embrace. Judging by her disheveled appearance and the cold gaze that pierced through the darkness, it seemed that several others had already attempted to break her, to little avail. But she had not been the first elf to be captured by the Druchii... and she would certaintly not be the last. The Dark Elf Lord immediately saw breaking her as a challenge, one that he would thoroughly enjoy every moment of. The only true question was how long it would take before the High Elf would learn her new place?Fenris hovered closer to his new prize, his mind racing with all of the potential ways to play with his new toy. His hand dipped downwards, reaching beneath the mage's chin and tilting her face upwards so that their eyes would meet. Though he looked starkly different from his people, his eyes were just as malevolent, a faint, crimson glow that burned within the darkness of Ghrond's dungeons. He said nothing at first, as if his eyes were studying the Asur carefully. Despite being unkempt from her arduous captivity, the Asur Mage was pleasant to look at, her face displaying the aura of innocence that all female High Elves seemed to carry.He was excited to destroy it."Welcome." He cooed softly, the hand that held her chin momentarily retreating to his waist. The Dark Elf Lord unclasped the armored skirt around his waist, allowing the plate to fall to the floor in a heavy thud. He then reached into his lower garments, pulling down the waistband slightly and dipping above the hem of the fabric revealed his masculinity. A sizable, throbbing length that towered ominously over the Sapherian's face, it was impressively long for any Elf, with a girth that an elven woman's hands would struggle to wrap themselves around. It was an object that he planned to make many women worship after his future conquests."This is your future now." He began once again, his hand grabbing a handful of his new slave's hair and pulling her face closer, so that the hot length of his towering erection pressed firmly against her face. "First you will listen, then you will learn... and then you will obey."He pulled his length backwards, before allowing it to spring back against the side of the High Elf's cheek. Such treatment was nothing short of humiliating for a High Elf, yet being slapped with Fenris' sizable length was perhaps the smallest of her future worries."What do you think I should do with her first? She was your gift, after all."Fenris turned towards Felicion, curious as to what her suggestion would be. After all, he had to allow Felicion to enjoy her freedoms while it lasted. Eventually, she too would be forced to pleasure his cock.

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https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/1142/

Kiss of the Dark Side (Kusheline & Ecchi)

Va'ryn had been waiting on the mining colony of Corbos, baiting the Jedi Order for years to chase after her in far off systems to hide her presence right next door to the Yavin system. The longer she had been able to hide, the more powerful she had become in the Dark Side, biding her time.Now it was time to strike, the trap had been set.Rumors of a Dark Jedi had begun to spring up among the miners, carefully placed there by Va'ryn. A Sith calling herself Darth Domina had been spotted on 'several' occasions in the Levion cantina on Corbos.The cantina in Levion was always a lively place, where the miners gathered to drink away the woes of working in the deep digs. Futher enlivened by Va'ryn, the owner, and her penchant for dancing for the crowd. Due to this success she has imported another Twi'lek girl to dance for the crowd, and intends on another soon to keep the girl from being overworked...Tonight however, she was enjoying herself as she swayed to the music, dancing atop of the bar to the enjoyment of the raucous miners. Her dark purple flesh, nearly black in the dim lighting prefered by the customers that spent their lives underground. Soon the Order would send someone to investigate the rumors... Kal'ari walked into the cantina, garbed in a baggy hooded robe, hiding her form. Her lekku were kept down her back, trailing under the cloak. It was a bit uncomfortable, but she needed to try to stay hidden for now. She moved over toward an empty table near the edge of the room, ordering a light drink from the tender bot that came by. Her eyes scanned the area, looking for anyone who might be the sith she was after. She glanced over the dark skinned twi'lek dancing on the bar, instantly writing her off as a suspect. Sith, or dark jedi weren't cantina dancing girls. Besides, her kind had the unfortunate habbit of ending up that way, so it was a common sight. Not something she would suspect. She tries to look for any shady characters around the bar, hoping she might be able to pick out the sith. She tries to sense any sign of the dark side in the area, any other force users she might be able to hone in on. The presence of the Dark Side was thick in the cantina, touching many people in the room. Whomever the dark Jedi was, they had influenced many people here. Each one of them shady enough to rouse suspicion. But the miners themselves were just a rowdy bunch trying to blow off steam after a long day, their cheers doubling as the woman on the bar stripped off her vest.Va'ryn had seen the Jedi enter, feeling her comming long before she entered the cantina. Even had it not been that, those robes were a dead giveaway. The universal inconspicuous look was far fom inconspicuous...She needed to get the crowd's energy up, enough to force a distraction. With a smile she stripped off her vest, beneath, her slender violet upper body only covered by a chain that connected her nipples. She hand been planning on dancing tonight, and was usually much slower in what she revealed to these men with often wandering hands.The vest went flying from her hands as she continued to dance, to land directly on the Jedi's table. Kal'ari frowns as she feels the dark side all around her. Not only did that make picking out the sith difficult... it deeply unnerved her. Scared her even. She was fresh out of being a padawan, still fairly young, and not overly experienced in dealing with sith, which is why she was told to scout and find, but not engage. This whole crowd looked pretty shady, though none of them bore the typical appearance of a sith or dark jedi. If they were hiding though, that might be the point. She blinks, looking to the vest as it lands right on her table. She looks up to the dancing twi'lek who had just been wearing the garment, blushing a bit as she sees bare breasts bouncing about now. She quickly looks away, frowning, a bit disturbed at the degradation her kind went through to get by. She sighs softly, taking the drink that had been delivered, and taking a light sip. She knew she couldn't have much to drink, as she was on a mission.. but she needed a little right now. She isn't sure what to do now. She couldn't roam around the place searching for the sith without arousing suspicion, but she couldn't feel them out either with the feeling of the dark side surrounding the cantina. They had to be here though, so she could report at least that much. She would wait a bit longer, hoping maybe someone would do something that gave them away before she had to leave so she could report to the council. Va'ryn smiled as she saw her girl return from one of the backrooms. A bit shaken, the aqua skinned Twi'lek returned to her place on the stage. Several chains hung from the girl's nipples, save that and the briefest of loin cloths she was naked.The Dark Jedi stepped down from the bartop, using one of her patrons as a step and swatting off a stray hand trying to grope her. Slowly she began making her way toward the table in the back to retrieve her vest.Many of her ilk delved into the darker depths of anger and hatred. Va'ryn had chosen to futher study the darkest depths of lust, and was well on her way of creating a maelstrom in her establishment. The miners wanted her, and she'd never shown favoritism to any of them, instead buying a girl for them to slake their lusts upon.A pleased little shiver raced up her spine, making the chain between her nipples shiver as well as she approached the table. She tasted something else comming from this Jedi, a hint of fear. The fools had sent a young one, untried... they were making it easy for her.Leaning over the table to retrieve her vest, her gaze darting into the depths of the hood, smiling a bit at the person inside. Only to have a hint of surprise cross her features at the sight of the lovely Twi'lek woman within. She smiled a bit ruefully as she seated herself in the booth across from the Jedi, the vest forgotten in her hand."I'd keep that hood on if I were you girl... The crowd might think you're the new dancing girl. You arent, are you?" Kal'ari glanced over as she watched another twi'lek walk out from the back, blushing lightly as she saw how nearly naked she was. She sighs, disgusted at the humiliation her kind were put through so often. Many of them didn't have the good fortune of showing a talent with the force like herself, and being raised by the Jedi. It was a much better life than what these people had to suffer through. And rewarding as well.She noticed the purple hued dancer moving over, cringing a bit. She really didn't want any attention drawn to her right now, and having a half naked twi'lek, who drew the attention of the whole room, come over to her was going to get her much unwanted attention. She lets out a quiet sigh, bracing herself for the closeness of such a person, with her... assets hanging out, trying to do a quick meditation to focus herself. She frowns inwardly, though keeping a straight face outwardly, as the other twi'lek sits with her now. During that peek into her hood, she would see that her skin was a darker shade of blue, not quite like the aqua twi'lek from the back, but not overly dark either.She sighs softly, looking up to the dancer's face, giving her a reluctant smile. "No, I certainly am not miss. Just a patron stopping through. I probably should be on my way though." She looks out to the rest of the room, wondering just how many eyes were over in this corner now. It definitely seemed like it was time to get out of doge and make her report. Va'ryn frowned a bit, dropping her gaze as she leaned over the table a bit. Some people were watching her, but not many, their attentions drawn to the dancing girl and their mugs. Her patrons had long learned not to pay too much attention to her business."You shouldnt go..." She reached out to touch the Jedi's hand, the one that held her cup. "It's so rare that we get one of your kind here, I'd say never actually..." She smiled again, softly this time, subtly pushing on those repressed emotions, hoping to spark a feeling of justice at how her fellows were being treated here. Kal'ari was somewhat relieved to see that there hadn't been as much attention as she feared drawn over. She looks back to the dancer, then down to the hand touching her own. Her gaze drifted back up, passing over those exposed breasts for an instant, and into the woman's eyes. Did she know she was a Jedi? If she did.. that coupled with the way she was talking may be an open door, if the sith was indeed operating around here, they might be giving the workers here trouble. She leans in a bit, speaking softly. "Is there anyone here, an individual who gives you a particularly hard time? Perhaps someone who just seems to scream evil?" The girl was making it so easy she had to fight back a smile, looking around the cantina a bit furratively. Playing along to see if their conversation was being observed. She turned back to the Jedi, clutching the vest to her breasts as she leaned in once more."There is a man that comes in from time to time... he buys me, often, and takes me to his ship." She clutched the girl's hand a bit tighter. "I've watched the codes to open the door, and he is in port..." She whispered the last bit, leaning in a bit more. She looks at the other twi'lek with some concern. "Is there anything... unusual about him? Something that stands out as particularly evil? Does he tend to wear dark robes, or carry a light saber that you've seen?" This may be the lead she's looking for. If she could just see the ship, and maybe mark it, they would have a way to track the sith's movements to some degree. "If you can just show me which ship is his.. we may be able to help you." "One? He carries two light sabres..." She shook her head a bit, reaching up with her free hand to nervously twiddle with the tip of one lekku. An intricate spiral pattern was tattooed from the tip up the length of the slender tentacle."Last night he mentioned something about being busy elsewhere today..." She squeezed the other Twi'lek's hand as she made to rise. "I will use what few credits I have to make payment for me... then I can take you to his ship." Va'ryn couldnt believe her luck, pushing harder now on the young Jedi's sense of justice, using 'her position' here to her best advantage.As if to accentuate her point, several of the miners by the stage began to get a little familiar with the dancing girl, one of them pulling her into his lap before a nearly black wookie moved from an alcove by the door. With a hand on the man's shoulder, he growled something. the miner released the girl who promptly returned to the stage.The Sith watched this, slightly amused, though her face was carefully schooled, showing only revulsion at the treatment of her 'friend'. She finished standing, finally releasing the young woman's hand as she pointed toward a door leading to the back rooms where the other dancing girl had just come from. "I will meet you by the back door, yes?" Kal'ari blinks in a bit of surprise. Two light sabers? She would certainly have to avoid him if he was that skilled. She wouldn't be a match for it. She looks to the other twi'lek, sympathy boiling up inside her for this situation she was in. She looks at her curiously. "Payment?" She looks over, watching the whole scene with the other twilek dancer and the miner. She frowns, feeling more pity for her, and the need to rid this place of the dark side. She looks back to the purple skinned twilek, nodding to her. "Yes, i will meet you out there." When she goes, Kal'ari would stand and start heading for the back, where she would meet with the other twilek, the payment for her drink left on the table. Va'ryn made her way back to the bar, a pleased smile lighting her lips. Before long she would have a new dancing girl, and a Jedi one at that. Pulling her vest back on, there was no question in the purple Twi'lek's mind of how this was going to play out... the Order had made it so easy on her.Of course, she wasnt really paying for herself. She did however make a show of arguing with the Taydarian that she hired to manage the day to day of her business. She watched as the young Jedi disappeared into the back as she buttoned her snug vest back up. Before moving to follow, she scooped up the light sabre hilt stored under the bar, sliding it into her cleavage just deep enough to keep it from being spotted amidst the plush mounds.The Dark Lady then made her way toward the back, several alcoves stood open. The stench of sweat and sex heavy in the air as she approached the robed woman waiting by the door. Va'ryn grabbed a cloak from where it hung by the exit, pulling it on quickly to adopt the universal inconspicuous look for herself as well."He always used landing platform 83..." She stated, opening the door to begin leading the young woman through the alleys toward the spaceport. Kal'ari heard the arguing going on between the other twilek, and who she assumed might be the manager. She waits out near the back for her to arrive, and watches as she pulls a cloak on. She nods to her as she tells her what landing pad the ship was most likely on and starts leading her. "Just show me to the ship, and then you can head back, I don't want to place you in any danger miss.." She realized they hadn't yet exchanged names. "What is your name? I am Kal'ari." She keeps a sharp eye, and a sharp sense out for any trouble. She had a bad feeling.. she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something definitely felt wrong. "Va'ryn..." she stated simply, glancing back at the Jedi woman. A slight smile curling her lips, though it was impossible to see the cruelty in her gaze from the depths of her own dark hood. "You will never know how happy I am that you came to us..."The presence of the dark side never faded as they left the Cantina. This Sith had long been a bane upon this colony, and it's influences ran deep. She lead the woman from the back alleys onto a row of hangar doors, pointing toward the correct one as she looked around before making her way over.She began pushing at the girl's fear, amplifying it the closer they came to the space port. As they reached the hangar door the dark power was focused upon the young Jedi fully, feeding into her fears of what lay beyond. They were close enough to the target now that subtelty was no longer necesscary."It's in here." She said as they arrived at the door, punching in the code for the docking bay. The door woshed open to reveal the insidious black ship, the Cruiser had been Corellian once modified in strange ways to become something entirely different. The metal long corrupted by dark Sith alchemical rituals, it radiated Dark Side energies... even moreso in the presence of it's Mistress. Kal'ari definitely felt something was very wrong as the feeling of the dark side around her didn't fade. The sith couldn't have possibly infected the whole place with it could he? Maybe there was another answer she wasn't seeing. Perhaps she was too nervous to see it.. not just nervous. The closer they drew to the port, the more she realized she was actually scared... very scared. And as they approached the hanger, that fear doubled. She had to fight not to tremble outright in her fear as the moved to the door. She watched her punch in the codes, and the door open. She looks on the ship with a sort of disgusted wonder. It was fascinating, yet horrible at the same time. She turns to Va'ryn, nodding to her. "Thank you. You can go back now, I don't want to put you into any unnecessary dang " She stopped, thinking about this. The dark side focused on the cantina, this twilek who just happened to recognize her easily as a jedi, and then happened to know about the sith and where his ship was docked... it was all just a little too convenient. That's what was wrong with this picture... a sith trying to hide would be much more careful. But aside from that... the feeling of the dark side was with her from the cantina, up to this ship, never fading... growing stronger in fact. The sith wasn't a man at all, the sith she was looking for..... "It's you..." Va'ryn began to smile as the realization finally began to dawn on the young Jedi's face. She knew she would have to act quickly. But here, in the presence of her ship where she was most powerful, she knew how the moment would turn out. Watching it play in slow motion in her mind.Just as the girl realized who the Sith was and instinctively reached for the light sabre on her belt, The Dark Lady pushed. A blast of force energy flinging the young Twi'lek woman into the hanger, toward the ship.She followed quickly, reaching up under her vest to pull out the hilt of her own light sabre. The crimson blade snapped on in her hand with an angry hiss. Her lekku, trailing down her back suddenly snapping up as if borne on a strong erthereal wind, they focused on the hanger door. It screeched shut as they moved, pushing it closed, the control pannel flaring up in sparks as it overloaded.Va'ryn advanced on her prey, that cruel smile on her lips. "You might as well just give up pretty... I've already defeated you, and you know it..." Sometimes, Kal'ari hated it when she was right. And this was one of those times. She'd let her sympathy for her own kind blind her, and her naivety turn her focus away from the one she should have been suspecting, but didn't because of pity. And now it was time to pay for those mistakes. She had just pulled her saber from her belt when the force blast slammed into her, throwing her back into the hanger to hit the ground hard. Her saber hilt went skittering across the floor, several meters away from her. in her position, laying on the floor with her hooded robe fallen open, one could see the rest of her outfit. A beige tunic with a dark leather vest over it, and loose, dark colored pants tucked down into her leather boots. A sash and belt holding the vest and tunic closed. She looks up at the sith twi'lek fearfully, watching her move with her saber ignited. She looks to the door as it slammed closed, and the control panel overloading. The hanger was quite dark now, save for the crimson light of the sith's blade. She looked over quickly using the force to pull her own saber over, standing and shrugging off her baggy robe. She ignited her saber, the blue blade casting another light source in the dark hanger. Her head dress and lekku were visible now, reaching down to about her mid back, wrapped in leather straps, coming from the leather head dress that went around her head. She took a fighting stance, trying to look tough and ready to fight... but she was shaking in her boots. Va'ryn continued to focus her power on the girl's fear, the glowing crimson blade held low across her body as she approached. A cruel smile splitting her lips once more as the young Twi'lek snatched up her blade to defend herself. Slowly she began to circle, feinting at the Jedi's defenses tauntingly. Offering her the shattered door, and that faint glimer of hope that it might open."I have killed many like you, young one... those that stray too far from their Masters."One of her lekku lashed out, pointing at the ship and a warning lights began to flash along the underbelly. The cargo bay on the cruiser began opening slowly, the flashing lights adding a strobe effect to their dark battleground. Va'ryn pressed her attack, hoping to catch the young Jedi off guard, this one focused on pressing her back toward the ship.The Sith woman's bare tattooed lekku hovered threateningly over her shoulders, alreading having shown aptitude for focusing her power through them, she stood ready should the girl try anything fancy. The cloak flaring out about her as she moved in a mockery of the Jedi's fallen robes. Kal'ari watched the sith twi'lek carefully, shuddering lightly as her fear continued to tug at her, especially hearing those ominous words. Her attention flicks over for a moment to the ship as the light begin to flash, and the cargo door starts to open. She wondered what this sith was planning. She watches, and waits, slowly moving in an attempt to circle around toward the door. She was not going to make the first move here, or any move if she could avoid it. She would try to get to the door, and slice her way out of necessary, to escape. Her mission was to find the sith and report it, and to avoid engaging. She knew she was no match for this woman, so her only hope was to escape. Va'ryn continued testing the girl's defenses with teasing taps against her blade, watching how her hand moved to intercept. Suddenly her free hand pushed at the the hand that held the Jedi's blade, dropping the fear to push the blade hilt as she lunged with her own blade.The crimson light sabre hissed as it connected with the younger Twi'lek's tunic, the Sith flicking her wrist to scorch a line across the fabric. Her sash, vest and tunic tearing, the ragged edges singed and revealing the faintest trace of a line where the heat of the blade had scored the aqua flesh beneath. Kal'ari kept her defenses up, blocking whenever the sith tapped at her blade. She gasps as the push of force hits her hand, the saber hilt knocked from her hand, the blade vanishing as it fell to the ground. She yelps as the sith's blade lunges at her, moving back as it glances over her the front of her clothes. Her vest and tunic now have a slanted slice through them, exposing the slightest peek of her blue skin. Her sash had a nick in it, though thankfully not sliced all the way through. Her belt over the sash kept it tight for now. She rushed toward her hilt, using the force to pull it to her hand, and then turns direction quickly, rushing for the door. Va'ryn could see how frantic the girl was to escape, a delighted laugh escaping her lips to echo through the hangar. The controls for the door were fried and it had been yanked off the tracks, it would take a considerable amount of strength and concentration to force it open again.Walking, pacing herself as she followed the girl toward the door. "Where do you think you're going pretty... I'm not finished with you yet" Pointing once more she began to focus her energy on the girl's fear once more, hoping to drive her into a frenzy and drive her toward the Dark Side. Kal'ari ignores the sith for now, heading at a dead bolt right for the door. Upon reaching it, she wasted no time trying to cut it open with her saber. She pushed it through and started a downward slice with her blade. She glanced back at Va'ryn, fear rising inside her again, only fueling her driving need to escape this woman. "I'm not going to let myself be killed here like this..." Her steps were paced as she calmly walked after the girl toward the door. A cruel smile curling her lips with the hint of a chuckle. "Well... I do suppose there are alternatives to dying pretty..."Distracted, trying to cut her way through the door, Va'ryn stepped right up behind the girl. One slender hand reaching up to caress her leather wrapped lekku. "Face your fears pretty..." She leaned down to whisper in the girl's ear. This close it was hard to deny the darkness in the woman.The Sith was ready, with her blade held low in preparation for a retaliatory strike. She'd jacked the girl's fear so high that she was nearly frantic to escape... Even a Bantha could grow violent when cornered in it's pen. Kal'ari continues to cut through the door slowly. The words of the sith were confusing and discomforting. "Sith only kill.. they only want to wipe out the jedi..." She tenses up, her cutting ceasing as she gasps, feeling the hand on her lek, realizing that she had let the other twi'lek get right behind her. Her fear was scrambling her senses. She shakes slightly in fear, her body tense and unable to move as the sith was so close to her. She was sure any moment she would feel the burn of the crimson saber pushing through her, death to follow. When that doesn't happen after a moment, she forces herself to move finally, pulling her saber from the door and spinning around to swing at Va'ryn. She was pressed up against the door, trying to get away from the woman, swinging her saber with much less skill and style in her fear.

['Ryn', 'Kal', 'Va', 'Domina', 'Ari', 'Darth']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/114408/

Lake Town Futas (Koibito & ☢Utsuho☢)

Lake Town is an unruly town where some crime could be overlooked. Those going to highschool student could easily walk into an adult store and buy anything if they had the money. That student could be found Lake Coral High School were one of the heroines was spending her time in the bathroom stall.Rumiawas able to grab a cheerleader bimbo with her. "Come on, you got to get uses to being a cumdump before you lose those looks." The goth girl taunted as she plunged her cock deeper into the girl's cunt. The Futa was unaware of what news she was about to hear. Alongside the gothic futa plowing a ditzy cheerleader was her best friend in like positions. Mito herself had pulled a member of the girl s basketball team into the same bathroom. The futa had mostly pink hair tied back in a thick, wavy ponytail, and right now her pleated skirt was lifted, panties around her thighs to let out her hard dick that was currently pounding inside.Rumia s current receptacle was bent over against the dirty wall of the bathroom. Her hands splayed against it as she was rammed by girl dick. Ungh! Aaah! H hush it nerd! Ah! Whined the cheerleader, though she didn t resist the fucking of the goth girl behind her. In fact her cunt gripped tight, begging for that irresistible length despite her mannerism. aha... you feel good! Mito complimented the tight little basketball player she herself was railing. Her own cock plunged deep as her hips clapped lewdly against the girls ass. The basketball player found herself being taken into one of the bathroom stalls. If this was any other person she left, but this was Mito who helped her join the basketball team. She was bent over with her head poking out the stall as she moaned into her hand.Rumia scoffed at the cheerleader's demand to not talk. This earned her a hard slap to her ass. "Sluts shouldn't be talking back to the person fucking them." Just before she could slap her Rumia's phone started to vibrate. She fished out her phone with one hand, as the other pressed the cheerleader's face into the stall wall. Wondering who sent a message as she pounded the slut's cock hungry cunt. Mito had in some form or fashion helped or interacted with everyone at the school so it was easy to get these favors for her and her best friend, Rumia. The stall door wide open, the basketball players head could be seen bobbing out over and over at the force of the thrusts. "Ahh this is the life... Eh Rumi?" Mito's green eyes shut tight in pleasure as she humped away, near the edge of another glorious orgasm. Of course, being a futa meant Mito had double the sex drive and sensitivity, one orgasm was never enough!"Tch... Nggghhh...!" The Cheerleader yelped as her ass was smacked, the tight little pale bottom rippling oh so lightly with the force of it. She then growled, she was never going to just take this goth nerd's dick without complaining, but that didn't stop it from feeling too damn good. "Pleh!" A sloppy sound came from the cheerleader as her face was forced against the stall, her cheek flattened flush against the wall as she was drilled even while Rumia checked her phone."Rumi?" Mito let out another moan when her friend didn't answer from the next stall.'Guyz your boyfriends were napped!'The text to Rumia's phone said, followed by a picture of the two being dragged away."Ooooh I'm gonna cum haha!" Mito laughed with a confident huff, outgoing and loud as she always was. Rumia was ready to have her own orgasm ready to fill this slut up with cum. But she suddenly stopped everything leaving her cock inside the girl's pussy. "What?.... WHAT!!!?" Rumia let blood curling cry along with the screams of what could be described as the damned souls. The cheerleader would find that Rumia leaving her in the stall that had several writings on the walls, now they were changed into spell circles. Out those circles were tentacles taking Rumia's place as they filled all of the cheerleader's holes."Oh God, your cock is so mmmppphhh." The basketball player found herself with a mouth full of Rumia's cock. Lost in her own lust she kept going now sucking off Rumia."Mito our have been fucking kidnapped!" Rumia yelled as held up her phone to Mito's face showing her the message and picture. "Eh?" The cheerleader barely had time to react before long extensions erupted from the now spell circle shaped writings on the wall. They swirled around her, wrapping her up and plunging tentacles into each of her holes. "Mmph!" She was overwhelmed, eyes rolling back as her pussy was stuffed, her ass was crammed, and her mouth filled. Other tentacles rubbed along the teen's body, leaving her to be ravaged in the stall."Ahh yeah say it oh?" Mito perked up, not missing a beat of her thrusts as suddenly the basketball player took on a mouthful and Rumia was now face to face with Mito, just a bridge of slutty highschool flesh between the two. Mito kept fucking, pushing the basketball player to suck deeper on Rumia's dick. That was until Rumia broke the news, showing her phone across the shared slut causing Mito to stop mid thrust."What?! NO!!" Shrieked Mito as she yanked her cock out of the basketball player. "We have to go save them!" she declared.Only problem was the two were in school, the place could be pretty well guarded when trying to escape before the bell. "How do we get out of class?" she asked Rumia, literal fire shining in her eyes in a scarily determined look. The girl was in bliss as she was being pounded at both ends. She couldn't hear anything but the sounds of flesh slapping against each other. Just as she was about to have her own orgasm, but Mito suddenly pulled away letting her fall to the ground. Before she could complain a tentacle wrapped around her waist and pulled her the in the stall with the cheerleader to join the tentacle fucking.Rumia didn't have problems breaking the rule over small things and with her boyfriend in danger, she wasn't going to wait for school to be over. "We're going to leave this dump as always." The goth girl said as if it was no big deal. "And if someone is going to get in our way we'll beat them up or if they're cute we'll fuck them into submission." She pulled her panties up and untucked her skirt. "One way or another we're going punish those kidnappers." Heh heh Mito grinned wickedly at Rumia s idea, already forgetting the basketball player dragged across the floor who disappeared under the stalls. With one ginger she tugged up her panties, letting them snap as she struck a pose fist to hip, finger out as if she herself snapped her fingers. She spread her stance and punched a fist into her other hand.It was then that speakers clicked on all over the school. It was the principal. just a reminder students. Anyone caught trying to leave before school let s out for the day will be subdued. Students that help will have grades boosted it was a conveniently timed announcement that for sure would put enemies in their way.Mito straightened her red and white letterman jacket that draped largely over her smaller body. Her green band tshirt underneath just barely covered the top of her dark blue, almost black pleated skirt. With a sharp kick of her black flats against the bathroom door, crowds of like appearance students already prepared to fight and fuck. It was just how things were run. You ready Rumi? Mito grinned. Rumia glared at the speaker when announced about leaving and those who help would be rewarded. "Fucking old cunt!" That was the school's principal giving that announcement at the perfect time. Rumia knew this was planned ahead of time and may have to face the principal at the end of leaving class.After redoing her ribbons and laces Rumia's shadow began to move her as if she was skating. When she closed the door loud muffled moans could be heard as cum started to ooze out from under the door."I always ready for a good time with Mito." Rumia replied as she searched for a good starting person. Her shadow stretched out and grabbed some average looking guy by the ankles pulling him close to Rumia. "It da." Her shadow raised up between the two and began to repeatedly punch the guy off his feet as Rumia repeatedly yelled out Da. "It dare!" The shadow stretched itself behind the guy who was in mid air turn itself into a large fist and punched the guy into the ground. "First blood is mine." Rumia giggled as she was ready to see the crowd of students coward in fear when they see the mess that she thought he would make once hit the ground. Mito grinned at Rumia's response before her friend took the first move.The average male student was hoisted up to be beaten down by Rumia's shadows. He was slammed into the ground with a loudsmash leaving him momentarily still. His body began to flash, blipping in and out of existence. Disappearing, a stack of cash was left floating where the floor was cracked by Rumia's combo."Nice!" Cheered Mito in more of a cackle. Green eyes shifted back and forth as Mito as she measured up the basic students surrounding them. A typical girl classmate, with shorter brown hair and pale skin wearing their school's uniform, charged first but the pink haired fighter was prepared.Mito threw a punch, and then another, but in an instant a flurry of fist strikes so fast it looked as if brief images of her punches were being hurled at the girl. An uppercut sent the schoolgirl into the air before she fell back down to the ground. Despite flashing in and out, she got back up, the damn girls were pretty tough."Shit... I gotta wear her down" Mito mused aloud, "wait... Wear her down..." that cocky wide grin spread across the pinkette's face.As the girl got up, Mito dipped behind her. In the blink of an eye she had the girl's panties down her thighs, her own sensitive cock inside the schoolgirl already as she began humping away. No one could shove it in someone as fast as Mito. She grabbed the girl's wrists, pulling her arms back as she plowed her from behind. Rumia raised her eyebrow when the guy started to flash in and out until he turned into money. "What?" She somewhat disappointed that he didn't leave a bloody mess, but money was nice to have as she picks it up. "Well that a boring way for someone to go. Who's next?" She turns her sight back on the group of students getting their way.One of the female students charged Mito. Though it was fruitless as she just got beaten up and was split from her group. Though she was flashing from her low health, yet she was a bit tougher than the guy Rumia finished off.After getting up the female student didn't have time to react to what about to happen. It happens so suddenly, her panties down and a cock thrust inside of her. Now being filled by Mito's dick she let out a moan as the other students started to masturbate. Guys jerk off out in the open and girls hands slipped inside their clothes to touch themselves. "Haha yeah!" Mito laughed out a moan as she thrust harshly into the schoolgirl who attacked her. Her moans were music to her ears, the pink haired girl bit her lip as her hips clapped against the slender ass of the random student.The surrounding students began rubbing off to the sight. Male cocks out as they beat off, girls fingering themselves, all left open or at least not focused on attacking. Outside the forming ring of horny students though some remained to attack Rumia. Two guys and one girl surrounded the goth girl ready to leap on her. The guys jumped for her, sure to try and fuck her if they landed, while the girl stood in opposition ready to attack next."Fuuuuuuck " Mito's thrusting went rapid, her eyes going crossed as she huffed out and neared the edge. Her cock pulsed, throbbing deep inside the unprotected student cunt that she ravaged. A second later her eyes rolled back as she slammed in. Thick shots of spunk filled the girl, exploding into her pussy as she cried out in pleasure. The girl was flung off of Mito's cock and to the floor. Rumia could still feel her boner within her panties as Mito screw the girl. The student couldn't control her voice as she moans and gasps. She began to glow pink as Mito pounding her pussy. She moved her hips along with the rhythm of Mito movement. The student tightens her pussy around her cock as she came inside of her. "So fucking good!" The girl moaned out as she was filled with cum until she was shot off. Now she was laying on the ground cover in cum as her panties was floating next to her with her phone number on them."Ok, this just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Rumia wasn't able to wrap her head around what going on. With a snap of her fingers, two skeleton hands grabbed the two guys trying to jump her. "If want to get your dicks wet than use her." Her shadow pulled the girl out of the circle jerk circle with her shadow. Rumia swung down her hand glowing in a dark aura that cut the girl's clothes off only leaving her panties."Alright slut how about you take care of them or I can smash all of you together." She brought the girl down to her knees and pulled out the guys dicks. She pulled on the girl's panties letting it dig into her pussy. Mito gave a wink and a thumbs up as Rumia watched her fucking, she knew this must have turned her friend on. As the random schoolgirl glowed pink Mito could feel her tightening up, her warm pussy taking in her seed as she cried out, which only aroused Mito further. She fell and her panties hovered next to her slumped over body, Mito reached over and grabbed it, the item basically teleporting to her pocket."Haha! Item get!" laughed Mito. The pink haired tough girl was decidedly not questioning any of this. In a way it felt right anyway.The two guys now grappled by skeletal hands watched as the shadows pooling from Rumia restrained a girl and forced her to her hands and knees. The girl whined as her panties were yanked, the guys' cocks springing forth as Rumia pulled them out. It was clear they would be after her if not for the restraints smashed together it would have to be.Soon as Rumia felt like it, the two would be balls deep in either end of the schoolgirl enemy. Once they were, it was like a trap, the two men railing the girl one slammed into her pussy from behind while the other rammed himself down her throat.It was Mito's best friend's specialty, long distance. On the other hand Mito herself was skilled in up close and personal hand to hand combat, hand to cock too. What this meant in the next moment though was that Mito couldn't get to Rumia as a schoolgirl jumped at her from behind. If Rumia couldn't defend, the schoolgirl would have her cock to try and wear the goth chick out in return. Normally Rumia hated anyone popular or on some kind team connected to sports, and yet her BFF was Mito as she puts it. A girl who both popular with almost everyone and has some ties with sports teams. Rumia returns her friend's thumb up with her own. The two were very different from one another, yet the two were the same interest when it came to fucking.Rumia crouched placing a piece of paper with cutouts of a magic circle on the floor and used a can of spray paint. Rumia then took a seat on the back of the girl getting rail by two guys being forced to the skeleton hands. Just before the other girl jump Rumia once she was above the circle a female raised up from the circle grabbing the girl.The demon girl brought the school girl to Rumia as she pulled her own cock out. Mito was the heavy one on one hitter, while Rumia was able to deal with crowds and those far away from her. Yet she also had ways to deal with tougher people with summoning. "Too bad, look like you'll have to be punished for your failure." The demon pushed the girl down having her asshole invaded by Rumia's cock. Despite their differences, the two were like peas in a pod. Above all they had one shared passion and that was fucking getting their dicks drained, having their pussies stuffed, sucking and fucking was the one thing they believed in most and they shared that together constantly.Now under Rumia, she had made a throne out of the schoolgirl on her hands and knees, and the two jocks held by skeleton hands who were now fucking the hell out of the girl from either side of their own free horny will, her mouth and pussy stuffed full of cock. As she was attacked Rumia acted quick with a summon, a demon girl who tripped the girl up to bend her over before invading her ass."Augh!" She screamed as she was penetrated by ethereal demon cock. Her ass gripped tight around the invading length, her eyes rolling back as she looked up lustfully at the goth futa.Mito grinned seeing her friend was safe, though getting caught seemed to just mean they would try to fuck back. Not a bad time she figured... But she still wanted to win. The pink haired girl got jumped by one of the guys, but a quick blowjob sent him to the ground.

['Mito', 'Rumiawas']

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Black Gear SIDE;1 [BrightChaos & Karasuhime]

A recent attack by Devimon's forces of darkness forced our heroes to run, split and seperate. Among our heroes were Daniel and his partner, Blanc, who were forced to go into hiding in a forest. Unfortunately, as rain fell upon all, they resorted to take shelter in a nearby cave."You didn't catch a cold, did you?" Blanc asks Daniel. Oblivious to her, however, her clothes even her seemingly sentient kobluk were soaked from the rain, causing the moist clothes to stick to her skin. BrightChaos Daniel ran side from his newly acquired Digimon partner as the sound of cannons could be heard in a distance from the floating fortress above. They were lucky they had gotten off of it before Devimon's minions had found them. But getting away from the floating fortress itself was another thing. Daniel stumbled for a moment when his foot caught on a tree root that he couldn't see due to it being to dark but he managed to avoid falling only stumbling for a moment. Then suddenly it was day time again as they escaped the castle's shadow. Only now he felt rain drops assaulting him.Looking up the sky above way grey. It must have been raining the whole time. He looked to his partner aside him. With a Digimon's strength she had much more stamina then him. Then they arrived at a grove on the forest. He came to a stop under a thick cluster of trees. Thanks to the cover he barely felt the rain there."I think...we're good here." Daniel said catching his breath. Then he looked over to her to see her clothing clinging to her showing off her body. He was glad he was already out of breath so it should show to much when his jaw dropped. He blushed some and made himself look away."I I'm okay. He said. But his cloathing was soaked too and he still felt the water rolling off of him. Blanc notices Daniel blushing, before she looks down at her moist apparel."KYAAAA!" She wails as she covers her flat bust area. "... well, looks like you're not the only one drenched from head to toe. Most Digimon deal with rain easily, but Puppet Digimon such as myself aren't so lucky...my strongest fire is a bit too weak to stay, but if we have something flammable, it should be able to grow."Freeing one hand, a flame ember ignited from the tip of her trident. BrightChaos "Sorry!" He said quickly to her. Daniel swallowed and tried not to think about the awkward situation they were in. Thankfully she mentioned making a fire which gave the boy something else to think about. He looked at the branches above but they were mostly soaked. But there were a few on the ground that were more dry. He dragged one and broke some of the limbs off."These are mostly dry. But we can't make a very big fire. Devimon's servents may still be in the area." Daniel said staring to shiver from the cold. He subbed his arms trying to stay warm waiting for her to light it."Say...uhh...what were you up to when I first ran into you." He made small talk realizing he really didn't know much about his new partner. They had gotten caught up in the battle almost as soon as he had met her. All the other tamers he had met seemed to be well antiquated with there Digimon. He couldn't feel out of the loop compared to them. As the fire was ignited, the wood burned slowly but surely, the ember drying the nearby water. Blanc implanted her trident in the ground next to the blaze."Do you have any elastic bands with you? Anyways, I was on a bit of a quest. My sister and I were forced to seperate at some point, but our Master Gankoomon of the Royal Knights ordered us to seek and aid the prophecized heroes while they battled the forces of darkness. Seeing that the Royal Knights are leagues stronger than Devimon, I can only assume that whatever they're locked into battle with...... well, I have suspicions, but I think that after we defeat Devimon, there'll be someone higher on the totem pole to deal with." BrightChaos Daniel sat by the flame and hold out his hands to the flames to get them warm. Then she mentioned something about bands. Realizing he still had his backpack on he dropped it to the ground and unzipped it with shaky hands."I have some large rubber bands to keep my food containers shut." He mentioned and pulled two off and handed them to Sistermon Blanc. He listened to her as she explained her past. She had a family and a mentor. There was alot more to her then it seemed. And there was a greater threat then Devimon? The thought was unsettling seeing all that Devimon had already done. But there was nothing to be gained from dwelling on that now.As he was about to relax he realized that his shirt wasn't getting dry. It had gotten to drenched in the downpour. He started to peel it off but it was sticking to him so he had to pull extra hard. Then he held it up to the flame to dry it out. Using the rubber bands, the attached some sticks to her trident, making an improvised drying pole."Just hang them here. And uh... can you... look away for a bit? I'm... not wearing...a bra..."She blushed and looked to the side as she said that. BrightChaos He hanged his shirt on the improvised drying pole and sat down. At first, he wondered why she was asking him to look away but then it hit him when she quietly mentioned not having a bra while not meeting his eyes. He blushed with the mental image in his mind and quickly turned around now feeling the warmth of the flame to his back. "So these prophesied heroes guys you mentioned. Have you had any luck finding them? Sounds like they would be a great aid in a fight. Beats just running from our foes." He said looking into the forest that was growing darker as the sun set behind the trees. He took a bottle of water from his bag and took a swallow while waiting for her to respond. Blanc took her clothes off and hung them on the pole, allowing them to dry, as she sat down."It's said that these heroes are from another world where Digimon don't exist and will have the means to bond with Digimon through some ancient relics that have chosen them... doesn't that sound familiar, Daniel?" BrightChaos From another world? Bond with Digimon? He looked down to his Digivice quickly in his bag. Surely she didn't mean these? How could anyone have known they would be brought here? But as he checked the Digivice it showed his partner's status. And he had seen the others evolve their Digimon into more powerful forms. It did make sense! Could he evolve her to the point where she could defeat the likes of Devimon?The thought of being being able to help others in this world gave him relief. He had been a burden to the others before. He grasped his Digivice in his hand. It wasn't exactly what he could call a 'relic' but it did bond humans with Digimon."You mean this thing?" Daniel said quickly turning around to show her the Digivice. But then he froze in place wide eyed when he realized what he had done. For that moment, Daniel saw something.Blanc's breasts were before him, and her it turned out that she had hung her white panties on the pole alongside her other clothes."Kya!" she squealed as she quickly shifted her hands to cover her privates. As she blushed, she said, "yes, that's the one... now uh..." BrightChaos Daniel dropped his Digivice as he stared shortly before she covered her petite self. Once he was able to he turned around and covered his eyes. He had messed up big time. What was Blanc like when she got angry? He had never seen her lose her temper."Err..sorry...I didn't mean to." He said hoping she would understand. At least she didn't sound mad. He reached for his shirt with his eyes still closed but instead felt something hot"Ah!" he cried realizing he had touched the fire. He shook his hand at the sudden pain. "It's OK, we all make mistakes. That's what makes us human... or in my case,Digimon."When Daniel touched the fire and reflexed, Blanc stood up and kneeled by his side, reaching her hands out for his hands, caressed them."Are you OK? Well, you're lucky your partner specializes in healing," as Blanc held his hand gently, it glowed brightly as the pain and swelling disappeared."Well, you're OK now," she smiles towards his face. BrightChaos He felt relived that she wasn't upset about the whole thing. His heart still raced from the mental image in his mind. Then he felt her hand on his and the throbbing pain he felt from the burning went away. He ran his fingers over her hand feeling their softness. Then he felt his hand before his eyes and looking it over to see that the burn was gone."That's awesome!" He remarked at it. She had the power to heal?"So...how should we pass the time?" He figured he should ask. "I don't know," Blanc replies as she shakes her head, "there isn't a lot to do around here... it's just you, me and a place that no one else is likely to find. Doyouhave anything in mind?" "Well...I was wondering...do you just see me as just your Tamer?" He asked reluctantly. He wasn't even sure if Digimon could feel anything like this for their Tamers."I mean...I was just wondering if we could...you know" Daniel struggled to say. He had never really been good with expressing himself like this. Would she even get what he was saying? He ran his finger through the dirt anxiously. "More than just a Tamer? Like partners, friends?" Blanc asks. "I uh... don't know what you're talking about..."Right in front of Daniel was Blanc's bare body at hand's reach."There's a lot of things I don't know about. I may be a teacher, but that doesn't mean there's a lot I have yet to learn. There are a lot of things I can teach you, but I guess..."Blanc placed Daniel's palm on her bare, flat chest."... maybe there are things you can teach me, too."Blanc looks down, face turning red as she only realises what just happened. At first Daniel was disheartened when she didn't seem to get it. Maybe the idea was an alien concept to Digimon. He felt foolish. Then she guided his hands to her soft skin. He glanced her over again feeling his hormones take over he stepped closer to her. Seeing her blush was just to much for him. He put a hand under her chin to tip her face up while leaning in to try and capture a kiss. His heart raced in anticipation. As their lips connecting, her eyes widen. Now, they were unable to commune with words, only with their eyes and their bodies. The feeling made Blanc's core rush, yet at the same time, it felt relaxing. She did not fully comprehend the true meaning of the kiss, but she engaged with it wholeheartedly as she closed her eyes. Daniel closed his eyes savoring the warm feel of the kiss. He took a deep breath then relaxed. He ran his hand through her soft hair glad that she wasn't wearing her rabbit themed head piece for once. Once her hands made their way down to her back he pulled her closer. The feeling of her bare skin against his own was exciting. He deepened the kiss wanting more.For a moment he forgot the events that had brought them here. The Digimon girl in his arms was all that mattered. He could even feel her heartbeat. But he eventually had to break the kiss. It was then that the worry struck him. Was she ready for that? His eyes met her's concerned. Blanc continued to lock herself in the kiss, continuing her daze. Her mind was emptying itself, drawing all sorts of blanks.She was powerless to the force between them. Daniel continued to hold her in his embrace for a few more minutes. The warmth of the Digimon in his arms made him feel at ease. His hands briefly explored her back during the exchange. He deepened his kiss wanting more.For a moment he forgot the events that had brought them here. The Digimon girl in his arms was all that mattered. He could even feel her heartbeat. But he eventually had to break the kiss. It was then that the worry struck him. Was she ready for that? His eyes met her's concerned. The forces of gravity caused their melded bodies to topple onto the ground in the midst of their mind blurring union, before their lips parted and merged again... Daniel felt himself pushed to the ground. His back hit the grassy ground as she fell on top of him. His hands stayed on her back for a moment. Then he rolled over onto her and kissed her neck and began trailing kisses down her body. Blanc began to moan rather audibly, the cave's walls producing echoes from her vulgar sounds, her face wincing. She wasn't sure what to feel as her body heated up. Whatever she wanted to say was locked behind her uncontrollable moans. He couldn't help but laugh alittle at hearing her moans of pleasure. It was so different seeing her like this. So overtaken by carnal desires. And the knowledge that he was making her this way was arousing. He continued to trail kisses down her body until he reached her privates. He kissed her womanhood then pulled back to put his finger on it and massaged it."Enjoying yourself Blanc?" He had to ask her.

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The Fall of Hogwarts (Tentacle_Lover x Jamie_the_Brown)

Hermione could hardly contain her excitement as she left the castle, starting to work her way around the outside towards the greenhouses. Professor Sprout had allowed her to plant the seeds of an odd new plant that Hermione had found, and just yesterday the first sprouts had emerged from the clay pot in which it had been planted. Hermione had been so excited, and had been careful to water it and leave it in a place it could get good exposure to both sunlight and moonlight. Now she was going back to check on the plants progress, hoping that perhaps a few more leaves had sprouted from it. After all, this plant was clearly magical in nature, and she'd been using magically enhanced plant food in the water to stimulate its growth to be faster than normal. Still, she couldn't help but wonder just what the plant was going to grow into, or what magical properties it might have."Ok then....let's see..." Hermione entered the main greenhouse, heading off towards one of the private areas in the back, opening the door and stepping inside, closing the door behind her before she turned to take a look at the plant she had been nurturing this past week. The Greenhouse The Hogwarts greenhouses, normally so full of life and warmth, as greenhouses were everywhere, were eerily quiet this day. The portly, elderly figure that was Professor Sprout was nowhere to be found, despite the fact that she should have been cleaning up from the day s lesson. Indeed, even the magical fauna of Hogwarts were still, gray with death. As she made her way back into the more private areas of the greenhouse, she might notice shards of would, broken in the corner of the room in which her plant sat. The unicorn hair that was a characteristic of Sprout s wand nearly shined in the dim light of the room.The plant that a doting Hermione had worked on for the past few days, was no longer its tiny, sprouting self. Clearly, the special plant food and the environment it and many other magically grown plants had grown up in had some effect on the plant it was fully grown. Thick vines extended from the center of the plant, a giant stem, thick as her arm, extended from the middle of the plant, a thick bulb resting at the top of it. Though this was not yet visible, it had broken from the bottom of the clay pot, and now a thick mass of vines, roots, and the remains of Sprout s robe remained under the table, and its cloth, obscuring what lay below Hermione might feel, as she moved around, the overflowing vines brush across her ankles. Not quite enough to make her think they were moving but enough to make her an easy target. The Greenhouse Hermione blinked in confusion as she looked around the area, her eyes slowly locking onto the spot where her plant had previously been, slowly looking up at the thick stem, the bulb at the top of it. Was this the same plant? Could it be? How was this even possible? Even magical plants didn't grow this much this fast...but then again, the fact that the other plants were seemingly dead...it was like it had drained every last nutrient from them...it had literally drained the life from the other plants in order to fuel its own growth....though just how it did that was beyond Hermione right now."What the hell happened....?" Hermione started to move around the room slowly, glancing down and stepping carefully, making sure she didn't step ontop of any of the vines, shivering as she felt her ankles brushing against them. "Professor....? Professor are you in here?" Hermione looked around carefully, but she saw no sign of the professor, eyes missing the hints of unicorn hair and robes that were mostly obscured by the vines, which in turn were also blocking a lot of the sunlight coming into the greenhouse now. The Greenhouse The darkness, the stuffiness of the greenhouse was almost stifling. It seemed as if the dead heat of the place was moving in on her, surroiunding her on all sides.. A dark foreboding feeling, for sure. The vines slowly moved across the ground from behind her, to where she could not see the approaching onslaught. One of the vines slowly lifted into the air, a predatory snake ready to stiike.. before it did so. It quickly went up her leg, bared from her school skirt, and it ripped up through the fabric, long, slender vine wrapping around her wand, revealed by the attack. It was snapped in twain, before the wand was tossed to the side with the Professor's.The plant, known as Wizard's Bane , wrapped two long vines around her pale ankles, pulling hard on her to send her toppling to her back. This done, she was dragged closer to the table, two long tendrils reaching down to wrap around her wrists, binding them together.From the moment she had stepped into the room, and the first vine had brushed against her ankle, the poor young witch had never had a chance. The Greenhouse Hermione was having to take deeper breaths to keep her head clear in the room, the heat starting to become almost unbearable. "Oh man....maybe I should go get some help..." She took one last look at the plant before starting to turn to go, then suddenly squealed as she felt something move up the back of her leg, ripping her skirt away, leaving her in just her panties, bra, shirt and jumper. "Wh what the?!" She started looking around frantically, then squealed as something wrapped around her ankles, yanking her fowards and sending her falling to her back, knocking the wind out of her, leaving her coughing as she was dragged closer to the plant. "N NO!" She tried to grab at the floorboards, but even that was stopped when thin tentacles suddenly wrapped around her wrists, pulling them together and leaving her no way to struggle. "L let me go!" She began to squirm around, following the vines back towards the central core of the plant from which the tentacles and main stem seemed to emerge. "Oh god....what the hell is that....?" The Greenhouse The vines seemed to pulse against her tender young flesh, something terribly alive and sentient about what had only been a potted plant. It was something far darker, now, a most horrible beast. A thick vine from under the table emerged, wrapping tight around her waist to help the smaller vines hoist her into the air, suspended over the core of the plant, and the flower, set to bloom. With her suspended in the air as she was, a thick, acrid substance began to secrete from the pores on the side of the tentacles, the viscous substance causing the cloth of her jumper to shred and fall from her form. Two tentacles, with slits at the very end, moved to her shirt, ripping the two halves aside.Plastic buttons bounced off to the edges of the room as her pale, flat stomach, and covered breasts were revealed to the air, leaving her in only her underwear, socks, and shoes. The tentacles wrapped around her covered chest, squeezing them, the slits on the tentacle pinching her nipples through the cloth. A rather bulbous headed tentacle pressed against the outside of her panties, pushing into the fabric to dig into the hole below.. Not quite penetrating, or revealing her full nudity.. Just teasing her slender body. The Greenhouse Hermione screamed as she was suddenly lifted up, squirming and stuggling as her clothes began to be dissolved away. "N No! Stop it!" She growled and tried to pull against the tentacles, but even though they were thin they were very strong, much too strong for her to break. "Oh god...." As tentacles wrapped up around her covered, still developing, breasts, she suddenly realised just what this thing wanted. "Oh god....it's not possible! You're just a plant!" Her eyes widened as she stared down at the tentacles, resuming her struggles against them, though it was still useless as the last of her shirt was ripped away. "Please....oh god please no..." She watched as one of the thicker tentacles reached up, then started pressing between her legs, causing the girl to wince and groan, then bite her lips, her panties still able to stop it for now, but the fabric was already straining as it tightened. The Greenhouse The fact that it 'couldn't' was wholly lost on the plant as it continued to rub, squeeze, and press against her squirming young body... It was the ultimate weapon against the less than physically inclined young witches. At last, the tentacle seemed to realize what, exactly, to do in the face of the panties, and it wrapped itself around the crotch of them, pulling them aside, eventually shredding the thin garment into tiny pieces. The tentacle returned t her cunt, and the thick, bulbous head slowly dug into her velvet lips, before pushing into her young cunt, filling her with inch after inch of thick, slightly slick tentacle. The other tentacles followed suit and ripped off her bra, soon gripping her breasts and pinching her nipples. One tentacle, extending straight from the flowering vine, began to rise..It came before her face, before shooting forth to press against her pink lips from which protests spewed, trying to face fuck her with its thick girth. She would notice the moment it got into her mouth that the slightly sticky, slick residue on the sides of the tentacle tasted sweet, and were a natural aphrodisiac to humans.. Which she might discover from the liquid on both her breasts, bared stomach, and now on the walls of her untried passage. The Greenhouse Hermione screamed as her panties were ripped away, followed quickly by her bra, leaving her in nothing but her shoes and socks by this point. She was still trying to struggle, though that stopped as she felt something pressing against her virgin, hairless pussy. She'd kept herself hairless just incase she ever did get herself a man...but this hadn't been what she'd had in mind. "N no! STOP!" She stared, then screamed out again in a mixture of pleasure and pain as the tentacle thrust inside of her, taking away her virginity forever. Losing that to a plan hadn't been the way she'd always imagined it happening... "O oh god..." She panted and shook her head as her hard nipples were pinched by more tentacles, her entire body shivering until a tentacle reached up to her mouth.The young witch quickly clamped her mouth shut, shaking her head in protest. She refused to suck on such a thing, and besides, it was much too thick for her small mouth to take in. Still, it seemed the plant wasn't going to take no for an answer, and it forced its way into her mouth, causing her to gag as it moved deeper, the liquid pouring down her throat, the girl having no choice but to swallow it, her nipples quickly growing even harder, whilst her pussy began to grow even hotter and wetter. The Greenhouse The tentacle continued to work the thick tentacle into her ravaged pussy, sliding in and out as a man would. Her tormentor seemed almost pleased at the feel of her slickening passage, her beading nipples, more of that stick, sickly sweet aphrodisiac pouring onto, and into, her body. One tentacle, smaller than all the others, gently pressed itself against her unused rectum, working its way into her bum. It was slick with the goo it naturally exuded from the tiny pores located across it, making the slide easier than she might have hoped.Once she was warmed to its slimy touch, the tentacles began to lower her body, the flower of the plant blossoming, revealing a thick, almost pulsing protuberance. It impaled her on the length, and now she would notice something difference. It was warmer, and it was slick with the aphrodisiac. Two thick tentacles wrapped around her thighs holding her down as two small tentacles pressed her tits together, one sliding between them as her nipples were pinched and squeezed by others. She was being raped anally, vaginally, orally, and whatever adjective would suit a titfuck. The Greenhouse Hermione let out a muffled gurgle of pleasure as her pussy and mouth were fucked, then let out muffled screams as another inserted itself into her tight, virgin ass. She'd never even fingered herself there, this tentacle was the first thing to ever push itself into her down there. The girl was squirming against the tentacles holding her, body spasming over and over with every movement, the aphrodisiac starting to make her feel more pleasure, make her resist less as her spasms became more of pleasure than of resistance.After a while though, the tentacle in her pussy seemed to withdraw, but only long enough for something else, something much bigger, to be pushed inside of her, Hermione letting out a muffled scream of pain and pleasure as her body was stretched further, the large thing forcing its way into her pussy, it's hot and thick slime sending shivers of pleasure through her body as more tentacles wrapped around her to hold her in place, her still developing breasts being pushed together, the girl now resigned to her fate, moaning in pleasure as her resistance faded almost completely. The Greenhouse There was no hope for young Hermione, as her fate had been sealed less than a foot into the room.. The tentacles continued to work into her ass and mouth, filling both holes with the thick, slimy goo that would only bring her more pleasure, cause her to enjoy it more. The thick protuberance from within the flower pulsing inside of her.. It was like a penis, this particular tentacle, her body propelled along the thick green plant by the myriad of other tentacles. The ends of the tentacles on her tits slowly parted, revealing a number of tiny tendrils that whipped, pulled, and massaged her developing tits.The one inside her ass began to slowly expand, filling to the brim, before it exploded, thick, green, cum like goo filling her ass, before the tentacle fell.. The one in her mouth slowly began to expand as well, before her mouth, too, was full of the thick, cum like goo. The tentacles began to exude a different, new type of liquid, which would be as pleasurable to her senses as it would be cool, as the plant began to ready her for assimilation. The tentacle that had fallen from her ass was replaced by another, thicker tentacle. The Greenhouse Hermione let out a muffled scream as the tentacle in her ass began to expand, then gurgled in pleasure as she felt it erupting with some kind of thick fluid inside of her, the excess bursting out around the tentacle, dripping down her legs and all over the floor, then when the tentacle withdrew the excess cum just poured out of her as her ass slowly closed up again. For a moment she thought maybe this was about to be over, but suddenly the one in her mouth began to bulge, just as she had swallowed it partway into her throat. When it came, she had no choice but to begin swallowing every last drop, her stomach bulging, her belly visibly expanded with a small bump from the volume of cum that had filled her.When the cool liquid made contact with her skin, she couldn't help shivering, feeling an odd tingling running through her, but her mind was too far gone to try and comprehend what was going on. All she could do was let out a muffled cry as a thicker tentacle thrust its way into her ass, the girl closing her eyes and thrusting her chest out as her breasts were played with. The Greenhouse The tentacles, if one could tell by the pulsing, were enjoying her inexperienced body greatly. The one inside her ass began to gently twist and turn either way as she was screwed, the thick one inside her pussy beginning to gyrate as well, the small bumps on it creating a delicious friction within. It began to move a bit more inside of her, starting to slowly thicken inside of her Soon, they would both reach their release.The one inside her ass began to slowly thicken more, ,as did the one between her breasts, until the thick, green cum began to spill in earnest. Cum dribbled down her legs after exploding out of her rectum, cum spewing across her breasts, over her face, and into her hair. When at last she was pushed over the edge, the tentacle would pierce her farther than ever before, cum spilling into her by the cupful. The Greenhouse Hermione winced and shook her head, letting out muffled grunts of pleasure as the tentacle in her ass twisted and turned, rubbing against spots she didn't know she had, whilst the one in her pussy began to gyrate against her g spot over and over again. She could feel it thickening, and she had an idea of what that meant, but she was powerless to stop it.When the one in her ass began to thicken aswell, she let out a muffled scream, arching her back as once more her ass was flooded with green cum, then suddenly her breasts, face and hair were covered in the fluid aswell, much of it dripping from her body. When the one in her pussy began to thicken aswell though, penetrating even deeper, reaching into the very depths of her womb, it was too much for Hermione to take, and with a muffled cry of pleasure she came violently, her pussy spraying juices all over the plant as she felt it flooding her with thick green cum, her belly bulging from the amounts of fluid that were filling her womb and stomach, making her look a few months pregnant within seconds. The Greenhouse The plant continued to jerk within her body for several more moments after both tormenter and tormented came, before at last both were spent. The plant quickly pulled back from her, the thick tendril leaving her ravaged womanhood as the other tentacles let go of her. The nude young witch, covered and filled with the plant s seed , fell to the ground, laying in a pile of mixed juices. The thick cum began to seep into her skin And as it rendered her unconscious, her body would begin to change The Greenhouse Hermione coughed, groaning as she was laid down on the ground, coughing again and grunting when the tentacles were pulled out of her. "Nnngh....oh god....." She panted, then slowly felt herself drifting into unconsciousness slowly once she was laid down, unable to feel the fluids slowly absorbing into her skin, whilst the fluids inside of her were being digested into her system from her stomach, the fluid in her womb seemingly taking root within her. The next few hours would be some of the most restful Hermione had ever had. Why? Because of the thick goop that not only changed her body, but kept her under for hours so that the plant might make its slow, steady escape.. It already had someone to get food for it, now. When at last Hermione would awake, it would be in a slightly sticky stain on the floor, the goo having dried up a bit. She would be entirely naked, and her skin would be slightly tinged green, though her altered eyes would not be able to see the difference from the pale peach color it normally was.Along with this, her stomach would be jutting just a bit, as a good deal of the cum had absorbed into her body by now.Awakewould be a word that pervaded a resting Hermione's thoughts.Find herwould come the next words, and an image of Ginny, her best friend's little sister, would enter her mind. She would not be able to tell that these thoughts were alien.. They were hers. Hermione groaned as she slowly stood up, rubbing her head and shaking it. "Unngh.....what happened to me....?" She slowly started to stand up, frowning at the sticky floor and looking down at herself. "Why in the hell am I naked....? Ugh....am I putting on weight...?" She rubbed her hands across her slightly swollen belly, then sighed and reached for her cloak, pulling it on around herself as odd thoughts drifted through her head, but she just shrugged and shook her head. "Maybe Ginny has some extra clothes I can borrow while I figure out what happened....." Making sure the cloak was tied tightly around her body, to ensure nobody could see she was naked, Hermione turned to go quickly, leaving the Greenhouse without a second thought about what had happened to her.It didn't take long for Hermione to find Ginny, in a secluded corner of the library. "Ah, hey, Ginny" "Hm?" The redhead looked up, blinking at Hermione. "Hm? Hermione? What's up?" "Ah....well.....I was wondering if I could borrow some clothes. This is gonna sound strange but.....mine kinda got a little ruined..." "Well....alright...gimme a minute and we'll go ok?" Ginny turned her back on Hermione, starting to roll up the parchment she was writing on. None of this, or the slight green tinge to Hermione s skin, seemed strange to the young redhead. This was, after all, a magical school, and Hermione was known to dabble with well, just about anything she could get her hands on.Get closer... And reveal yourself.Hermione would feel compelled to move forward, and pull her cloak aside at her hip, just enough to reveal her naked legs. Hermione would be forced into a dreamlike state, in which the red tinge to her eyes, and the green to her skin, became more prominent, and the Hermione everyone knew would cease to exist for now.A long, red tendril slid down her thigh, going beneath the table, as did two others, and they would loop loosely around Ginny's ankles, not enough to alarm her. The third would move up slowly through the air, and Ginny would feel it dart up between her slightly spread legs, pressing against her hidden pussy as the entranced Hermione's hand shot out, covering Ginny's mouth to keep her from screaming.Her wand, left on the table, was subsequently taken by Hermione's free hand. Hermione blinked at the odd thoughts she was having, but saw no reason not to follow them, moving closer to Ginny then slowly parting the cloak just enough to reveal her bare pussy, which quickly grew incredibly wet. She sighed happily as she felt something starting to emerge from inside of her, licking her lips as the tendril grew out of her pussy and down around Ginny's ankles. The redhead just blinked slightly, leaning back enough so she could glance down at the floor. For a moment she stared at the things wrapping around her ankles, then the third one thrusting up and beginning to rub at her panties. Ginny had been about to scream for help, but Hermione quickly grabbed her mouth, pulling Ginny back away from the table slightly as Ginny continued to struggle, though Hermione just carried on acting like everything was perfectly normal, just shivering occasionally. The red tentacle slowly wrapped around the crotch of Ginny s panties, pulling them aside so that one of the other tendrils could begin to gently move inside of her pussy Only an inch or so, though, thrusting in and out of her lips, though hardly far enough to be considered a real fuck. One of the other tentacles which emerged from Hermione s pussy turned back on her, the lips of the tentacle wrapping around her clitty, applying suction and the like. Several more grew from Hermione s moist cleft. One slipped between Hermione s lips, the aphrodisiac that her body now produced sweet to the taste. Another rose up to part Ginny s lips and get her to suck on it, and it continued to try and force its way in despite her struggles. Ginny let out a muffled squeal as the tentacle moved slightly into her pussy, finding to Hermione's surprise that Ginny wasn't a virgin, then again she'd had plenty of boyfriends so maybe it wasn't all that unexpected after all. Still, Hermione could feel everything the tentacles did as if they were part of her body, letting out a low groan of pleasure as she felt the sensation of fucking Ginny, the moaning only growing more intense as she felt something sucking on her clit. "Nnngh...so good...." Hermione looked at the tentacle infront of her mouth, then eagerly opened up to swallow it, sucking on it hungrily, whilst Ginny just kept her teeth clenched firmly together to prevent the tentacle entering her mouth once Hermione removed her hand, and anything that did get in her mouth she was determined to bite off. The tentacles, insomuch as they could be, were pleased The slave to the tentacles, Hermione, was accepting her role gladly, and given Ginny s lack of a virginity, it wouldn t be quite as hard to break her. She already knew the pleasures of the flesh Or, in this case, tentacle. Yet another slid out of Hermione s young pussy, this one opening as it did for Hermione to gently twist and suck on Ginny s clit. Cast the spell to dispel noise Came that same commanding voice She would know the one. Even a plant knew not to attract attention, and Hermione did have Ginny s wand. Finally another tentacle slid out of Hermione s pussy, stretching her lips nearly as wide as they could go for now, to slide up under Ginny s jumper, groping her with its slimy self. Ginny would soon feel the aphrodisiac that came with the tentacles as it began to slide deeper with each thrust. Hermione flicked Ginny's wand in order to cast the spell, concealing any noise to within their small area. Hermione could have cast a spell of silence....but no....she had an intense desire to hear Ginny's cries. "Mmmm.....don't fight it Ginny....just let it please you..." Hermione groaned loudly as further tentacles began to grow from within her pussy, spreading her legs to accomodate them, hissing in pleasure as she felt one start sucking on Ginny's clit, then groaned as the one fucking her started to penetrate deeper.Ginny however was squirming and trying to scream whilst keeping the tentacle out of her mouth, but when her clit and breasts were suddenly played with, she had no choice but to yelp, allowing the tentacle free access to her mouth, feeling it slip quickly down her throat. The girl was about to bite down on it as she planned, but at the last moment....she lost her nerve....something changing within her, her body no longer quite reacting as she wanted it to. Both Hermione and Ginny would feel the thick, sweet aphrodisiac of the tentacles secrete from the wide pores on the tentacles, straight into their mouths where it would be the most effective. The tentacle continued to slide in and out of Ginny s bared pussy, spreading her young pussy lips wide. The mere sight of Ginny as she sat now, legs slightly up, skirt raised, the tentacles shifting about underneath her cloths, pleasuring her It was a sinfully hot sight. A tiny tentacle wormed out with the mass of tentacles extending from Hermione s ravaged passage, the tentacle taking the wand. It brought it down, and slowly moved the thin tip of the wand into Ginny s ass, slowly pushing it into her. Hermione was eagerly sucking on and swallowing the aphrodisiac, savouring the taste, whilst Ginny was doing her best to spit it out, though it was pointless. Hermione groaned as she felt the tentacles thrusting into her friends body, hands continuing to roam over Ginny's body, squeezing at her breasts as Hermione found her hips thrusting slightly. "Nnngh....you're so tight.....even if you're not a virgin....you dirty girl....." She smirked at Ginny's muffled response, then the scream as the wand was slowly being pushed into her ass. "Mmmm.....wonder what kind of spells I could cast while it's in there.....wonder what effect they'll have on you.....mmm...." The thin tip of the wand slowly worked its way farther into her, before the tentacle inside of Ginny retracted into Hermione's body. A thicker one, ribbed and with a more bulbous head, almost like a cock, slowly slid out of Hermione... and it stopped about eight inches out, pointing up just a bit.Take her... Take her with thiscame that voice, encouraging Hermione to actually fuck Ginny like a man. The one around her clit, and the other on her breast slowly came down, holding Ginny's legs wide apart, absolutely pouring the aphrodisiac goo onto her bared flesh now.The one pushing the wand into her ass continued to push, making her pussy tighter as a result, and it begn to thrust the wood in and out of her previously unused rectum. Hermione blinked as the tentacles retracted back into her, then let out a low, throaty groan as the new tentacle grew out of her, Hermione's legs shivering as she released Ginny's body, allowing the other tentacles to hold the girl in the air. "Ooooh yes....oh fuck yes...." She looked at Ginny and panted, nodding in response to the thought in her head as the tentacles began to bend Ginny over, the redhead shaking her head in protest. "Oh don't be like that Ginny....you've fucked guys....now try a real cock..." She grabbed the girls ass, pulling her down onto the cock tentacle, thrusting the whole thing into Ginny's body. "Nnnngh yes.....oh yes....oh god please bigger....I have to get deeper...." The presence of the plant wished to see Ginny's face, wished to savor every second of her humilation and shame. It turned her around so that she faced Hermione. The tentacles bound her arms to the armrests of the chair, whilst her legs were bound to... well, the legs of the chair, legs spread wide for Hermione.Hermione's body was treated to the pleasure the plant gleaned from this, and shocks would run up and down her body at Ginny's helpless state.Thrust...At Hermione's wish for a bigger tentacle, the eggs the plant sought to impregnate Ginny with would slowly slide down the tentacle, causing it to expand, before stopping at the end of the tentacle.. Suffice it to say, Hermione's body had been completely re worked in her sleep.. She would be spreading the seed of her dear master. And Ginny would be the first. Hermione licked her lips as Ginny was turned around, Ginny just staring at Hermione in fear and disbelief, still squirming and making muffled noises of protest and pleasure as the tentacle moved in her pussy, whilst her wand was thrust deep in her ass. "Mmmmf!" Hermione just smirked, beginning to thrust her hips, grunting as she felt like she had her own cock, groaning as she felt her body producing the first of many eggs.....oh but one wasn't going to be enough....she wanted to fill Ginny with her eggs....and as Hermione began to thrust harder she felt the egg at the tip of her 'cock', ready to erupt into Ginny's pussy any second. The very tip of Hermione's 'cock' slowly began to expand, parting as a slime covered egg prepped itself to enter her. At last, the tentacle began to gently vibrate in both their pussies, the egg pushing out of her tentacle cock, sliding into Ginny, spreading her pussy even wider. It pushed far into her, filling her canal. The tentacles around her legs went into overdrive, working her clit the other suckling on her nipples as they started to 'cum'. The acrid aphrodisiac came in huge spurts now, mixed with the thick, greenish cum that spouted from the tentacle's tips. Her mouth began to fill with both, forcing her to swallow. To help the large eggs into her, Hermione's tentacle started cumming as well, filling Ginny as another egg slid to the tip of the tentacle.. There were three in all. Hermione squealed in pleasure as she felt her cock expanding, then grunted as she felt the egg forcing out of her, another one moving to take its place. "Nnnngh....oh yes....oh fuck yes that felt good....nnngh....oh god....something else is....oh...oh....OHHH!" Hermione thrust her head back as she felt her tentacled cock cumming, erupting with a slimy substance into Ginny's body before the next egg moved to the tip, Hermione only starting to thrust harder and faster.Ginny screamed and squirmed as she felt the egg sliding inside of her, trying desperately to push it out, though her screaming only forced her to swallow the green cum erupting into her mouth, gagging as it flowed down her throat, the redheaded girl shivering, then letting out another muffled scream as the sensation of Hermione cumming inside her was enough to trigger her own orgasm, the convulsions of her body only causing the egg to be drawn in deeper, pulling it into her womb. With the constricting of Ginny's pussy, and the convulsing of her body, another thick egg slid out of Hermione's tentacle cock, along with another load of green cum, the final egg slowly pushing its way out of her to find refuge in Ginny's spent, sweat drenched body. The tentacles slowly pulled away from Ginny, leaving the little redhead there, gasping for air. "Pick her up... take her to the closed bathroom," the voice in Hermione's head commanded... Ginny needed an uninterrupted place of rest so that assimilation and impregnation of the eggs could take place. "I'll keep you hidden," that voice came again, hiding Hermione and Ginny from view with its odd powers, making them nothing more than shimmers in the air. "Go... I can not hold this long..." Hermione squealed in pleasure as she felt further eggs and cum erupting from her tentacled cock, shivering and thrusting her hips until she felt every last drop of cum finally exhausted from her body....at least for the moment anyway, leaving Ginny sitting in the chair panting, grunting as her wand was withdrawn from her ass, a little bit of green cum dripping from her pussy to the floor as Hermione's tentacles withdrew back into her pussy, the girl shivering and groaning at the sensation, then nodding as she reached down to pick Ginny up. The redhead was too tired to resist now, though still conscious enough to know what was going on. "Hermione....stop...." Hermione however ignored her friend, turning to head for the bathroom quickly as the voice had willed, moving quickly through the halls, people not seeming to notice them.Upon arrival, Hermione slowly set Ginny down in the far corner, chuckling slightly as she stood back up. "Oh come on Ginny...don't say you didn't enjoy it. I can tell that was the best you've ever had..." Ginny groaned softly to herself as her stomach began to expand a bit, causing her to fall to the floor in a fetal position. "Leave, child, and lock the door. She shall be fine, soon," the plant's voice intoned in Hermione's head, leading her to leave the bathroom as slowly but surely, eggs began to crack and hatch inside of Ginny's womb, transforming her slowly but surely into one of the plant's soon to be many followers... As Ginny awoke, she instinctively knew what to do, standing up and covering herself with a robe left by Hermione, leaving the bathroom and seeking out Harry Potter, the boy who's image was strongest in her mind....****It was several hours later, and Cho Chang was walking alone down one of the castle's many corridors. It was growing late once more, and Cho had been studying in the library, now on her way back to the Ravenclaw dorms, though the corridors were mostly abandoned by this time, though it wasn't quite late enough for the teachers to be patrolling them. Wake up, my child,came the softest of voices as Harry was roused to wakefulness, pushing himself to his feet. The last thing he could remember was Ginny.. or, at least something that had her same basic features, finding him on his wayy back to the dorms after detention... And then there was pain, darkness, and that voice inside his head. As he finally got up, an image entered his mind, of the girl he'd crushed on but never obtained... Cho... There was the strongest feeling of him needing to find her, to be with her now. He rubbed his head with a hand he didn't realize was green, and he began to make his way down the hall... before he tripped up on the invisibility cloak. That's right... he always carried it in his bag... wait... where was his bag?Gocommanded that ancient voice, and his previous question dissipated from his mind as Harry reached down to pick up the cloak. It would be useful. Draping it over his entirely green body, he began to head straight for where Cho was walking, from the library... As she passed through one of the school's many shortcuts, this only known only to perhaps five students, Harry would pull off his invisibility cloak, heading up the opposite way. "Cho?" he called out in his lightly accented voice... though this was the only thing familiar about him. Pods covered his body, starting at his shoulders and going down to his hands, which were long, green and whiplike in nature. His legs were replaced by many vines wrapped tight together, and his chest looked like it was just barely held together in the middle by a number of earthen threads. His hair, always so dark and tangled, were neat rows of vines... He was a wholly different individual, save his vocie and the lightning bolt scarring on his forehead. At first she just heard Harry's voice, and when she turned around she had expected to see Harry....but then....what she saw....she gasped and dropped her bag, taking a few steps backover. "H H Harry....? Wh what in the hell....? What in the hell happened to you?! What are you?!?!" She continued walking backover, eventually hitting the wall, panicking slightly. "G get away from me! Get away you monster!!" Harry, or whatever he was by now, approached her, his legs breaking apart into a mass of tentacles and vines, which he moved on, the mass writhing. I ve always liked you, Cho, he said, the plant using his memories against him. Cho he said softly, as his long, whiplike hands pushed against her shoulders, holding her there. The pods on his shoulders burst apart, a pink smoke surrounding her head, a powerful aphrodisiac, for once carried through the air instead of on the liquid.He moved in close, quickly, almost like a predator, the vines that made up his hair wrapping around her head, forcing a kiss on her, his hands closing over her breasts, keeping her there He was far stronger than a man made out of plants should have been. Cho tried to move away, but gasped as her shoulders were grabbed and she was slammed against the wall, coughing slightly. Just as she gasped for breath though, the pods burst and she was made to inhale a lungfull of the pink dust, coughing and spluttering for a moment. "Wh what the...." She shivered slightly, then groaned as she felt her pussy quickly growing hot and wet, so wet that her fluids were already soaking through her panties and starting to run down her legs. "N no....H Harry stop. Stop th " She was cut off as he suddenly kissed her, letting out a muffled sound of protest, struggling weakly to get away as her breasts were squeezed through her clothing. His thin, whip like fingers moved up, tearing at her jumper with the barbs that lined his "fingers", shredding it until it revealed the white shirt beneath. One long finger traveled up the front of her shirt, beneath the row of buttons, before ripping outward, the plastic ricocheting out into the stone corridor. Hands mauled her revealed breasts now, one of his long tentacle legs moving up hers, sliding underneath her skirt to press against her moist pussy, Harry continuing to kiss her, keeping her mashed against the wall. As a human, he'd always wanted to do this... and now he had his chance. Cho continued letting out muffled noises of protest, attempting to push Harry away, but all her attempts to push him seemed to do were spur him on, her hands being wrapped up in vines which were starting to travel up her arms, restraining her completely in place. She winced as she felt her clothes being ripped away, then let out a muffled howl into Harry's mouth as her breasts were suddenly ravaged, nipples quickly hardening under the odd vine like hands, whilst she felt something starting to rub at her pussy through her panties, the material quickly growing moist.

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"lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" . : x : . KGI Academy... a school where the strong prey upon the weak... A veil of heavy clouds and mist curled ominously over the countryside, endless fields of green pastures blanketed underneath the pattering of rain. It was the first day of the new school year at KGI Academy, the luxurious school grounds beleaguered by the storm that brewed just outside of its walls. But more chaotic than the withering wrath of mother nature were the students held within the school's halls. Elite students, drawn from the highest caste of society had all been assembled in a single place where they may test their mettle against one another. KGI Academy was a school where nobody was safe, where each student was encouraged to exploit their peers for personal gain. It was a school where the only rules were to win, risking their souls in the process... It is a place where the strong prey upon the weak... a place where only the best are destined to rule. "And... that's another five hundred thousand down the hole." Within a dimly lit classroom, a crowd of students gathered around a spacious table. Seated at the table were two male students and between them, several sets of scattered playing cards strewn across the horizontal surface. "Would you like to continue playing?" The voice that spoke was deep and foreboding, emanating from the lips of a dark haired man at the far end of the table. Despite the cloudy weather, the man was wearing a pair of circle rimmed sunglasses, which were accentuated by a golden frame. His hair was raven hued, neatly groomed and yet maintaining a fashionably disheveled look. "Th that's not fair! There's simply no way you could have won without cheating!" The man across from him shouted. Emerging from the dark shadows appeared a silhouette, stepping forward as if she had materialized from another realm. Yet, she had been standing there the whole time, watching the games unfold with a mischievous grin etched across her sultry lips. "Now, now, handsome..." The woman began, her heels clattering against the cold tiles beneath their feet. She navigated around the table, before leaning closer towards the man with a panicked look gripping his face. "Unless you can prove that cheating has taken place, there's nothing in the rules that say you can't cheat." Before the man could vocalize a retort, the woman reached outwards, grabbing the man by his larger wrist. "But, if you want to talk about cheating, how about we talk about the cards you had hidden up your sleeve?" With that, the woman gave the man's wrist a strong shake, several pairs of cards cascading unceremoniously down towards the floor. "H how did you know that?!" The man shouted, exasperated by the fact that he had been caught. "I noticed as soon as you started playing." The man wearing sunglasses chuckled, "I use a very specific set of playing cards. 30th anniversary cards from Mirage." He pointed to the cards, which had a small numerical engraving on the back. "Just because the cards had red backs, you assumed they were from a standard playing deck." "That that still doesn't explain how you won!" The woman chuckled, "He doesn't need to explain anything to you. Now I suggest you run along, little rat, unless you'd fancy another round?" It wasn't long until the man had packed what little chips he had left and fled from the room, stumbling over a chair on his way out. With him, the entire crowd of students fled as well, hoping to evade the embarassment of having to turn down a challenge. All that was left was an empty room occupied by Oliver and his partner. "How boring." Oliver groaned, his hand tapping at the large pile of chips he had amassed on the table. "We've already beaten so many, yet none of them are willing to fight until the very end." Oliver yawned. Indeed, they had played nearly a dozen new students, defeating and humiliating every single one of them. Yet, none of the students were willing to gamble everything they had to win it back. No, these new players played far too safe. What fun was it to gamble without the chance of losing everything? That was exactly the excitement that Oliver was searching for: to utterly defeat and humiliate an opponent. To bring them to the point where they are willing to sacrifice everything for the small chance of victory, only to snatch it away from them at the last moment. But it seemed that he wasn't going to find it... until... The classroom doorway opened once again, a lithe silhouette standing in the darkness. Her features were difficult to make out at first, but as she approached, the small traces of light that beamed through the windowsill struck her face. The girl was quite pretty, with a portrait that seemed recognizable but still eluded them. A new student no doubt, judging by the single, white stripe that marked the lapel of her school coat. As she approached, Evelyn immediately moved towards her, a smile already attempting to mask her nefarious intentions. "Hi there! You must be new around here!" Evelyn placed her hand upon the girl's shoulder, leaning inwards, "Don't be shy, have a seat!" Without giving the girl even a chance to make a decision, Evelyn pushed her into the chair opposite of Oliver... If she knew better, she would run far, far away from this place. Balance 10,000,000 The long walkwayleading to the academy's front entrance stretched before Renee. Lined on both sides by precisely groomed evergreens alternating with ornate lamp poles, with triangular patches of well maintained grass further out, it might have offered an impressive, if orderly, view of the schools entrance. The vast grayness and ominous clouds hanging above, however, painted a different picture. The air felt thick and moist to the young woman. Dressed in the traditional white blouse, navy blue jacket, and red checkered, pleated skirt of the academy's uniform for women, she was as eager to get out from under the impending storm as she was to finally see what the next two years of her life would look like.As it had been stipulated in the agreement with her father, Renee Monet was to spend finish high school at KGI, the prestigious academy that served toeducate young adults from some of the most affluent and powerful families in the the world, as the brochure stated. Though none of this could be considered false, the academy's true appeal was that of establishing connections among the elite's future generations. And in the process, whittle out the weak from the strong through the much less advertised elicit gambling ring maintained entirely by the student population. Such was what Renee had been informed of KGI Academy's true nature. Details beyond that had been hard to come by.A breeze tickled at the hem of Renee's skirt, momentarily baring a portion of her white thighs above the top of her black stockings. Her heels clicked more rapidly on the brick surface as the short haired young woman quickened her gait to reach the double doors of the entrance. With less effort than she expected, she pulled open one side of the doors and crossed the threshold.In stark contrast to the outer grounds, the school's interior was brightly lit and lively with similarly dressed students. They largely clustered to the edges of the expansive hallway chatting in small groups. Interested in observing the social atmosphere and not having a particular place to be, Renee proceeded on. Scattered glimpses from her classmates did not escape her notice nor surprise her. She was a new presence after all. Renee postured herself properly, her chin raised, and her shoulders back, stepping gracefully with her usual air of confidence. The young heiress was well accustomed to presenting the right first impression. At times she glanced back at an onlooker, tucking a strand of her violet hair to the side, a social habit.Rounding a corner to into another hallways, Renee bore witness to a small commotion outside one of the side classrooms. A cluster of students exited the room in something of a rush. Most notably, a boy at the head of this group looked close to tears. He appeared young, a freshman perhaps, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment all at once. A couple of his companions clutched his shoulders, seemingly offering support, while others scattered quickly. From those already outside the room, Renee noticed more than one look of scorn.Her curiosity got the better of her. With the doorway still ajar, she proceeded towards it. She had wanted to learn the nature of her newinstitute of learning. This seemed like a prime place to start. A male voice inside drew her attention to the table and the abandoned game of cards on it. She barely caught a glimpse of his face when a female student promptly appeared in front of her. Caught off guard by the girl's assertive greeting, Renee stumbled on her words, "I, well, hmm, yes. I am new. I just transferred here."Remembering herself, she added,"My name is Renee. It's a pleasure."She dressed her own lips with a cordial smile, offering it to the pair of them in turn. Renee had some honest difficulty telling if their grinning was genuine and welcoming, or concealing wolfish intent. The scene she'd just witnessed indicated the latter, and yet she was still intrigued.Thinking herself more difficult prey than the poor first year that had just left, the young woman accepted the assertive invitation and took a seat opposite the man with the rounded sunglasses. Looking him over properly, she admitted to herself that he held a devilish handsomeness. Though she would have preferred to see his eyes."Thank you. What game were you playing?"Putting on an innocent face and a hint of faux incredulity, she added,"You're not gambling with real money, are you?". Settling into the seat, Renee crossed her legs and flattened her skirt over her thigh."I could try it,"she paused mid sentence then continued, playing up her make believe ignorance,"but you may need to explain the rules to me." Offering a side smile to the woman who had deposited her in the seat, she drew her tongue between her pink lips. "Oh, and who am I playing with?" Reference images Renee Monet School Uniform Evelyn took careful account of the student's name as she introduced herself. "Renee? Why, that's a pretty name, for a pretty girl."She remarked, her signature grin still etched upon her face as she circled her like a shark. It wasn't often that Evelyn found an unfamiliar face and it wasn't long until her mind was absolutely swimming with all of the ways she could take advantage of her. Like hunters circling her prey, the pair would certainly not allow such an opportunity to go to waste. But while the pair were eager to move in for the kill, they were not the sort that rushed into the fray.Indeed, there was something about this girl that still urged caution between the two hunters in the room."Real money? Why of course we are."Evelyn retorted, eyes narrowing as cat like irises flickered over Renee's silhouette, as if she was studying the girl's body language. Her question brought immediate red flags to both of the students, for KGI Academy was not a school someone could enroll into by accident.No, anyone that attended this academy were like them, gamblers with a passion for winning at any cost. To even enter the school required a one million dollar sponsorship, with many students entering with far more than that."Unless..."Evelyn leaned closer to Renee as she sat down, her lips edging dangerously close to the new student's ear,"... you'd like to put something else on the line," she added in a hushed whisper.Oliver in the meanwhile, sitting in the chair across from her, had already sized the girl up. She was faking her ignorance so that the two of them would lower their guard. It was a strategy that may have worked for amateur gamblers,but not on him. He would call the bluff almost immediately."Blackjack. Plain and simple. Get close to twenty one without going over."He explained, pulling out the deck of cards and shuffling them in his hand."Instead of playing against a dealer, we'll play against each other. We take turns going first, if the first player busts, then the second player wins by default. Make sense?"It was a simple game, but if Renee was expecting a fair one, then she would be sorely mistaken. Oliver already had devised several systems in place for him to cheat if necessary. The only winning Renee would be is if she walked away from the table. But even then, Oliver had thought ahead of the curve."We play ten matches, no quitting before that. The minimum bet is fifty thousand, but to make things more interesting, I'll match any bet that you decide to make."He paused for a moment, before placing the deck of cards at the center of the room."You can shuffle them if you'd like." Once the game was set and ready, Oliver placed 50,000 worth of chips upon the table."Ah, you don't have chips, do you?"Evelyn flashed a smile,"No worries, I'll spot you for now."She opened her bag, pulling out 1,000,000 in chips and pouring them out onto the table for Renee.With that, Evelynn picked up the deck of cards, dealing one card to each player face down, before dealing one card to each player face up. Oliver flipped the face down card so he could see what the number was.He had a Jack of Clubs face up, with a three face down. It was perhaps the worst hand that he could have been dealt. Looking across the table, he knew that Renee had already been dealt aBlackjack with the Ace of Spades and the Queen of Heartsface down. He had a method of being able to read the face down cards by reading the coded designs on the back of each card."I'll be first, then."He motioned for a 'hit', to which Evelynn distributed another card. A King of Hearts, making Oliver's hand a bust at 23."Heh, Guess you win." Oliver turned his cards over, before allowing Evelyn to take the chips to the other side. Losing a few times early was always Oliver's strategy, a method that enticed his opponent to build up a sense of false confidence so that the bets would go higher. If he began winning immediately, the opponent would catch on quickly to his antics. "Well done, Renee!" Evelyn threw her arms around the girl, rubbing her cheek against hers in an overtly affectionate manner."What are you going to bet now? Remember, the minimum is fifty thousand."She smiled. Evelyn couldn't wait until this girl was completely at their mercy. Just what would she do once Evelyn had her in her grasp? The sly fox licked her lips at the thought of claiming her for herself. Balance 10,050,000 Several things about the female student's manner unnerved her, especially the way her eyes seemed to playfully dissect Renee whenever their gaze met. Her responses seemed to come with diminutive intent. As 'pretty girl' rung in her ear, the banker's daughter stiffened her resolve to match this pair at whatever game they were playing. Renee knew she had the talent and resources to claim if not a win, then an effective stalemate. She'd come armed with just over 10 million dollars play with, not to mention more gambling experience than her 17 years would seem to indicate. A moment later, her resolve was tested by the breathy words in her ear. Fighting the urge to squirm in her seat, Renee turned to inquire just what she meant by 'something else'.The male student stopped her short.Two fingers tucked the left side of Renee's bangs behind her ear. A mask of bubbly innocence found it's way back to her face again. "Oh, of course! I believe I have played Blackjack before. That's where you have one card face down, right?"She looked on as the young man shuffled: precise, experienced, like the cards were an extension of his hand. Renee repeated the rules back to him, as if she needed help committing them to memory."So ten, um, matches. Ok."She nodded to herself."I think I understand."Renee adjusted her seat in the chair, crossing her legs over in the other direction."Oh, thank you! I appreciate you offering a handicap. It has been a little while since I played."She added with a shy giggle,"I really hope that I don't embarrass myself."Behind her outward facing facade she laughed cynically to herself. 'I see their game now,'she mused to herself.'They draw other students in with actual favorable rules and play this cat and mouse intimidation game to get them playing foolishly.'It had not escaped her notice that the her adversaries hadn't even bothered to present their names when asked.'Like a pair of petty crooks,'she scoffed on the inside. Renee thought the measures crude, though begrudged that the two of them must excel at beguiling a target."I trust you,"she added, her eyes smiling at the man as she patted the top of the shuffled deck.With the girl piling a set of chips in front of her, Renee turned up her own part in this play. "Oh! That's so generous of you!"She partially stood and placed her hand gently on the back of the woman's hand, beaming at her with faux sincerity.."I promise I'll be able to cover it."The first hand came and went quickly. Renee bent her head low to peak at her face down card, just as the her counterpart over dealt himself and busted. Her blackjack proven meaningless, she collected her first round winnings."Wow! I feel so luck y!"Renee echoed the girl's exaggerated celebration. Presenting a smile between the two of them, she announced,"If it's ok, I think I'll bet 200,000. That's not too much, right?"As the rounds continued, Renee steadily increased her bets. On the sixth hand, she found her raising capabilities limited by the starting 1 million offering of chips. With an ace and a 4 showing, plus a five of diamonds face down, the heiress made a request of her financier."If it's not too much trouble, can you spot an a bit extra in chips? It's getting so interesting, and I'd really love to raise the stakes!"After getting the woman's attention, she continued,"and of course I would be happy to show you my banking balance if it's necessary." She clicked her tongue before finishing,"I was thinking something to the tune of 8 million."With her head slightly tilted, Renee went so far as to bat her eyelashes at the dark haired girl.Shortly after, she upped her bet on the hand by 5 million, smiling pleasantly at the man in sunglasses opposite her. His face up card a 7 of clubs, Renee felt confident in raising the stakes. Still, a new sensation swept over her as she extended the bet to the middle of the table. A physical exhilaration seemed to draw in with her breath, flowing through her chest, past her core, circulating to the tips of her fingers and toes. It felt like heated champagne bubbles arousing the young woman's senses. A barely audible sigh escaped her soft, pink lips. The pair of sharks watched Renee carefully as more hands were dealt, both hunters attempting to ascertain the full extent of Renee's gambling abilities. As the new girl spoke, she continued to maintain her illusion of innocence, a faux demeanor that both Oliver and Evelyn saw through quite quickly. But what neither of them could figure out, was if Renee was currently cheating, as no student willing to gamble at such high stakes would ever do so without an ace up their sleeve. Oliver was normally able to pick such schemes out within a matter of minutes... but here, it was as if Renee wasn't cheating at all. A brow raised over circle rimmed sunglasses when Renee offered a 200,000 bet in the second round. Although it was not an alarming sum, it was already the largest bet that the pair had encountered today... and they were still only in the second round. The cards were dealt again and although Evelyn signaled Oliver to claim the win, Oliver was curious just how far this girl could be pushed to go. Oliver could clearly see that Renee possessed a King and a Queen, making the total of her cards 20, while Oliver himself possessed a Queen and a Seven, meaning he only had 17. He could also see from the top of Evelyn's deck that the next card was a 4, giving him a perfect 21 should he choose... allowing him to win the round. But to win in such a manner would almost certainly expose Oliver's cheating, for a sane person wouldn't hit on a 17. "Ah, looks like you win again." Oliver frowned, his lips curling downwards as his hands tightened to feign disappointment. Unfortunately for Renee, she was not the only actor in the room, though Oliver was still unable to figure out what sort of game Renee was attempting to play. The next four rounds were back and forth, with Oliver winning two and Renee taking two as well. Despite this, by the end of the sixth round, Oliver had allowed Renee to lead him by nearly 500,000. While Evelyn was beginning to visibly disapprove of the situation that was unfolding, Oliver still wanted to see what Renee was capable of. There was still plenty of time for Oliver to destroy this girl. Then, the question came. "8... million?" Evelyn paused for a moment upon hearing the sizable number, her cheerful personality wavering as golden eyes flickered over the girl. The hunter was astonished by the girl's bravado, the number alone bleeding with arrogance. "Don't you think it'd be better if " "Give her the money, Evelyn." Oliver interjected, not allowing Evelyn to complete her sentence. "This game is just getting interesting, isn't it?" "Mm. Fine. If you say so." Evelyn stepped away from the table, taking into her hands a giant briefcase that sat upon the ground. When she returned, she dropped the briefcase upon the table, dainty fingertips rolling across the numerical locks that held the case shut. It wasn't long until she had flipped it open, pouring the contents of the case out onto the table. "There's ten million for you, sweetheart." She remarked, adding two million on top of her request. "Do be careful not to lose it all." Before the round was even over, Renee had added another five million on top of her one million dollar bet, instantly raising the stakes of the game to that of six million. Leather gloves navigated upwards, capturing the arm of his golden rimmed sunglasses before pulling them away from his face. He allowed the spectacles to fall upon the surface of the table, revealing a dark, piercing gaze that stared deep into Renee's own. His expression was stoic, a dangerous aura emanating from his stubbornly alluring face. "You're quite confident, aren't you?" He asked, a single bead of sweat dribbling down the silhouette of his portrait. He could easily see what Renee's cards were: an ace, a four and a five which equaled out into a secure 20. But, the prospect of betting so much money on anything less than a perfect 21 confounded him. But Oliver knew that he was going to win, for while he had an abysmal hand containing two sevens, he could see that a third seven was waiting for him at the top of the deck. But there was the possibility that the promised card was not as it seemed. What if Renee had learned about his methods and switched the card out for another? As Oliver waved Evelyn to deal him the card, he couldn't help but feel a moment of fear taking the air from his lungs... The cards fell upon the table... "Aw, looks like you lost." Evelyn remarked, turning towards Renee with a fake frown painted across her face. Without waiting for a response, she placed her hand on the table, shoveling the 6 million in winnings over towards the other end of the table. It was quite clear at this point, that the illusion of the mysteriously dangerous new girl had been dispelled completely. She was nothing more than a girl with big ambitions that was destined to fall short. Now, she was 5.5 million in the hole, a number that she would fail to recover from. "It's okay, I'm sure you'll make a comeback." Evelyn teased her, leaning inwards to whisper into her ear once again. "And if you don't, I'm sure you'll do your best to pay me back." The game continued several more rounds and despite Renne once commanding a solid lead, Oliver had managed to strip her of all 11 million dollars she had borrowed by the ninth round. "Looks like you're all out." Oliver chuckled, running his hand through his hair as he watched the distress begin to take hold of Renee's expression. In only nine rounds, she had lost everything and was now eleven million in debt. "Unfortunately for you, you're short fifty thousand... and we still have one round left that we still have to play. Perhaps you should beg Evelyn here to loan you more money." "Oh my, my." Evelyn brushed Renee's hair, her mind already beginning to race with all of the things she'd be able to make her new pet do, "I'm quite cold, do you think I could buy some of your clothes from you?" Her hand trailed down Renee's chest, feminine digits beginning to undo the buttons of her blazer. Balance 11,000,000 Renee kept her nose pointed straight at her opponent. The violet haired girl's face displayed a pleasant, almost robotic smile and nothing else. Her green eyes danced to the dark haired girl, pleased to witness hesitation from her for the first time. Her focus snapped back to the young man and his command. He had grown stone faced as well. Had he begun to regret his matching stipulation? Good. Cracks in each of their facades were becoming evident, and Renee aimed to shatter them with this hand."That's so sweet of you 'Evelyn',"she remarked, coating the girl's newly announced name in a layer of venom."Yes, this has gotten very interesting."Renee caught her first look at the still unnamed man's uncovered eyes. Sharp and clear, they complimented his face well, though the intensity with which he locked gaze with her forced a nervous swallow down her throat. Time slowed as they uncovered their hands. Renee's could hear the thrumming of her own heart in her eardrums. She didn't look to see his cards, instead opting to take in each of their faces as it dawned on them. That's what betrayed the outcome."Aw, looks like you lost." Renee's vision blurred in that instant. The trio of sevens set down in front of the man appeared distorted. How could this happen? The sound of her heartbeat had ceased. Instead she heard the clinking of eleven million dollars worth of chips departing the playing field and not towards her. Five and a halfmillionof that was hers. In a blink, she'd lost it. The room suddenly felt stale and inert. Dust particles reflecting the beams of light coming in through the class's windows seemed to hang in place indefinitely.Evelyn's false assurances raised a flare of anger in the girl. Squeezing her hands into fists under the table, digging her nails painfully into her palms, Renee was able to bring herself back to the moment."Heh,"she mustered weakly."I guess I was a bit overconfident."Drawing in a tense breath and holding it a moment, she exhaled smoothly. Renee still had chips to play with. She would simply win it back. She HAD to win it back. The game still favored her, so she thought.Three more rounds followed, each in defeat.In the penultimate hand, beads of sweat forming across the young woman's brow, Renee was baited into betting the last of her resources on a 17. When that too was gone, her face fell into her hands. Her violet bangs were pulled taut between stiffened fingers. The boy's cockiness, had it ever left, had returned when he spoke again. Renee lifted her chin to look at him."One round left?"she managed to repeat back through dry lips and tongue. Could she win it back? No, of course not! She had nothing of that kind of value to put on the line. Even her belongings back in her room, her clothes, her shoes, her jewelry, they probably wouldn't even add up to cover the 1 million that she didn't evenhave to pay the girl back. It was hopeless. What could she do?Her body flinched at Evelyn's touch to her disheveled hair. There was water in her eyes as she watched the girl's lips move. The words were slow to make sense in her brain."My...clothes?" Renee dropped her gaze to the hands now unbuttoning her jacket. She made no immediate move to stop the raven haired girl, instead watching dumbfounded as each button exposed more of white blouse she wore beneath it. She looked up again into Evelyn's pleased looking eyes. Renee did not quite grasp what was intended by the offer. The clothing at her disposal consisted of the school jacket and blouse, checkered red skirt and matching bow tie, a black bra decorated with rose branches, lace trim and a small pink bow, and matching black panties with see through hips. What it would mean to bet them, exactly, had not entered the desperate woman's thought process. However, the chance to win some of her money back, any amount of it, to not leave the room penniless and in debt, to be in the same state or worse than the pathetic boy who came before her, that triggered her next question."H how much are they worth?" NSFW Reference Images Bra and Panties Evelyn's grin only emboldened upon seeing the water that was beginning to collect within Renee's innocent gaze. It was a look that Evelyn knew all too well, the face of despair that gripped a girl's face when they had come to the realization that they had just losteverything."Hmm. That is the million dollar question, isn't it?" She purred, slender fingers unbuttoning her school blazer. Once the jacket was fully unbuttoned, her hands began to roam across the sea of white across Renee's chest, hands pausing to grope strongly against her cute breasts."How about a million dollars, then?"The fox cackled, hands still firmly holding onto Renee's chest as her eyes made their way across the table."What do you think, Oliver?""It's your money." Oliver retorted, sliding one million towards the center of the table. Should Renee win, then she would still be ten million down the hole. At the very least, this was Renee's best opportunity to lessen the massive debt that she owed."Shall we play one more game, then?"He mused, waiting for Evelyn to deal the final set of cards between them. Evelyn eventually released her hold on Renee, navigating to the center of the table and picking up the deck of cards one more time. The cards were dealt... perhaps, if Renee could just win this, then she would at least be able to walk away with some of her dignity intact.But Renee's luck would prove even worse than expected..."Ah. Looks like you've bust." Evelyn licked her lips, staring down at the 23 that Renee accidentally laid out across her side of the table. That was her final chance, an opportunity to reduce her debt...and she wasted it. There was no hope now... Renee was now officiallyhers."Stand up."She ordered Renee, the tone of voice shifting from the playful seductress to the stern slave master. Either way, Renee didn't have much of a choice but to listen to the woman that now owned her. At least, until she could come up with eleven million dollars to pay her back. Once Renee was standing, Evelyn navigated behind her, using her heel to kick away the chair that she had once been sitting in. When she had first sat in the chair, she had been a free woman... now, she was nothing more than their house pet."You're going to be a good Mittens, aren't you?"Evelyn's hands soon reached for Renee's chest once again, this time, her feminine digits sinking into the fabric of her shirt."I believe these belong to me now."She growled, before pulling at her buttoned blouse from opposite directions. The sound of tearing fabric echoed throughout the small classroom, the buttons aggressively popping out from her shirt as Evelyn tore mercilessly into it. After pulling her coat and shirt free from her shoulders, the poor house pet was left in nothing more than a skirt and her dark, lacy bra fully on display."Oh my, they're bigger than they looked."She cooed, her lips navigating down to place a kiss upon the back of her neck."I can't remember the last time I had a house pet that was this cute.""If we're done here, I'm going back to my room."Oliver was about to stand up, until Evelyn interjected."Stay."She commanded, her hand reaching upwards to grab Renee by her disheveled, raven locks. Before Renee could realize what was happening, she was being dragged around the table by her hair, before Evelyn threw her down against the ground and positioned her so that she was upon her knees."Get between my partners legs and undo his belt."Evelyn growled once again, sparing Renee no time to think about the order she had just been given before placing her foot against the back of Renee's head. She pushed Renee's head forward, until the side of her face was thrust between Oliver's legs, pressing into the sizable bulge that was beginning to form in his lap."I think you should also thank him for beating you."She added, removing her foot so that she could lean closer towards her,"Go on. I don't like asking for things twice." Balance 1,000,000 Renee played the idea over in her mind. Her school uniform wasn t worth nearly a million, and if it gave her the chance to win back some of her losses, why not risk it? As it stood, she would owe this girl 1 million more than she had available. She had no desire to be indebted to someone so ruthlessly manipulative. Though she tried not to rise to Evelyn's unbuttoning of her jacket, she couldn't ignore when the girl suddenly squeezed her breasts through her blouse. What the hell?! Get off! Renee protested, throwing her arms over her chest and forcing away Evelyn s brazen touch. Her head whirled to stare at the other girl, her face flushed, a flare of anger in her eyes. The lavender haired girl glanced back at the man across the table, finding no support. Fine, she agreed with frustrated petulance. One million for my uniform. Shuffled and dealt, the last hand laid on the table. In front of Renee was an eight face up and, she peeled at the card s corner, a seven down. The boy, looking once again unfazed and bemused, held an ace upright and of course offered no indication of what else. She thought it unfair that he could be so calm, that the outcome held such little importance for him, while everything was on the line for her. Renee shut her eyes tight, her hands resting on her lap, her shoulders tense and raised. The bet was clear from when he slid the chips in. They went right to the center, meaning Renee was all in. All in with a fifteen. Fifteen was not a winner. Renee signaled for a hit.Though a lot of factors led up to this moment, it was the 8 of clubs from the top of the deck that would be her ruin. Renee sunk in her seat, her body feeling heavy, limp. A quiet, sullen"oh no"was all that she could muster in response to the defeat."Stand up,"the voice behind her commanded. Though her body felt weak and drained, Renee agreed with it, strongly wanting to get out of this awful room. She planted her hands on the table and pushed herself shakily to her feet. With a clatter, the chair she had just occupied was violently relocated. The noise drew her attention like a startled rabbit. This rabbit would be the fox's reward, and Evelyn was quick to claim her.Renee gasped."Hahh! Stop...what are you doing?"She made an attempt to wriggle free, but the girl's grip was far more insistent this time, far more entitled to wantonly grab hold of Renee's chest. The term 'Mittens' was new to her. The way it was spoken made her feel demeaned and somehow claimed. Renee continued to squirm. "Just, let me go! I'll get..." The ripping sensation of her blouse cut her off. Several buttons popped loose of the fabric and made clacking sounds as they bounced about the tile floor."Ahh! St stop it!"She felt Evelyn's lips on her neck, hot and wet, they left goosebumps on her skin. She gave up fighting and simply tried to cover up, though the girl's hands were quick to claim rights to her breasts again, now with only Renee's lacy bra as a cover.The desperate young woman looked to the man who had beaten her, seeking help or at the very least shock at what was brazenly happening in front of him. She found neither. Theblas manner with which he announced his intent to leave seemed absurd, as if there was simply nothing out of the ordinary about this. Evelyn kept speaking to her, or about her, she couldn't really tell."What do you mean Housepet?"She asked of them, though she had a creeping suspicion that she already knew. Another gasp accompanied the tug of her violet hair, followed by a rough introduction of her knees to the floor."You want me to what?"Renee called back incredulously, the pitch of her voice spiking."I'm not...I won't... Please, just let me go. I promise I will get you the money."Her voice wavered as she added, "a all of it." Her bargaining seemed to have little effect as a foot to the back of her head sent herfaceplanting into the man's crotch and and the bulge in his pants. Cheek to cheek, Renee's face smeared against his tented erection as she tried to squirm free from being literally underneath Evelyn's heel. She managed to place a hand on the seat of the chair and force herself back, falling on her butt in the process.With all the courage she could muster, the desperate young woman protested, the normally pale skin of her face and chest beet red, "Fuck you! Do you know who I am? I'll...I'll scream for a teacher."This was her last resort. Truthfully she had no desire to involve the faculty. While they may turn a blind eye to most of the gambling that takes place at KGI, what would they do when confronted with it so openly? What sort of reputation would Renee garner for resorting to such tactics? And of course, did she really want to be a public spectacle disrobed as she was?"I I told you I would get the money. Just, just let me go back to my room, and I won't tell anyone about this." Evelyn maintained a pleased grin upon her alluring portrait as Renee's demeanor hastily devolved from eager aloofness to one of fear. The frightened reactions that gripped the young girl's body excited all of Evelyn's sadistic tendencies, causing her to press even further."Your promises don't mean a whole lot to me... all I know is that you owe me eleven million dollars." She giggled, knowing that the number was probably echoing throughout the poor girl's mind."...and judging by your reaction, you don't exactly have all of it to pay back... am I wrong?"She added as she held Renee's face down between Oliver's legs."So I suggest you behave yourself, unless you want things to get worse for you."But of course, Evelyn did not expect things to be so easy."Fuck you! Do you know who I am? I'll...I'll scream for a teacher." There was a moment of silence as Renee stumbled backwards, her lips spewing a string of angry vitriol as she attempted to writhe free from her predicament. It was quite obvious to the pair that she was becoming quite desperate, her threat to call for a teacher causing them to say nothing as they looked down upon her with cautious glares.Did her threat work?Perhaps, the two students were afraid of their exploitation coming to light. If the two hunters could be muzzled at such a threat, then maybe Renee would have some hope after all?But before Renee could say anything else, Evelyn burst out into a wild laughter,"A teacher? Well, that's certainly a first!"She cackled, reaching down to pluck a handful of Renee's disheveled locks. She gripped her hair tightly, pulling backwards so that Renee's neck was forced to arch backwards to gaze upon the woman that now owned her,"I own all of the teachers here, little girl. The ones that aren't being paid millions of dollars to keep their mouths shut are stuffing their cocks into little house pets like you."The grin that lay upon her face widened, producing an eerie, frightening expression when matched with the dimly lit ambiance of the classroom."So you can go ahead and scream as much as you'd like. In fact, it'd be nothing but music to our ears. I for one, enjoy it when my pets scream." With that, she threw Renee's face back forward.While Renee's focus had been on Evelyn, the man in front of her had already removed his belt, undoing the button and zipper to his pants. When Renee's face was pressed back into Oliver's lap, she would be faced with his sizable, hot erection, which towered frighteningly over her face."I wonder if Mittens sucks cock better than she gambles."Oliver grabbed the base of his hardened cock with one hand, pressing it forward so that its length slapped against the girl's flustered cheek. He was rather well trimmed, with two, visible veins marking the underside of his well endowed shaft. His throbbing shaft slapped Renee's face several times before Oliver placed it back at the center of her face, waiting for her to get to work."I suggest you open your mouth, unless you want all of this inside one of your other holes."He warned her.Evelyn knelt behind her new pet, grabbing her by the back of her neck so that she wouldn't be able to push away like she had done before."Maybe Mittens wants it in her tight, little ass instead."She whispered threateningly, her spare hand crawling down her exposed back and slowly edging down beneath the pleats of Renee's skirt. Lifting up the soft, red fabric, Evelyn's hand slowly began to prod at Renee's puckered entrance through lacy, black panties. Her middle finger swirled in a small circle, lips leaning closer to Renee's ear once more."This is your last chance, little slut."Evelyn paused so that her teeth could gently nip at Renee's ear."You're going to open those sweet lips of yours and suck on my partner's handsome cock. Otherwise..." Evelyn's finger suddenly pressed inward, a wad of fabric beginning to pressure Renee's tightened backdoor."I'll let him fuck this hole."She pulled her hand back, before wrapping her arm around the front of Renee's body. Without a moment's pause, her fingers skillfully found Renee's panties once again, this time her fingers teasing at the entrance of her slit instead."And I'll let him cum in this one."She added, two fingers slowly playing between her new House Pet's legs. Upon touching her, Evelyn noticed that Renee was beginning to build a wetness between her legs, whether or not she had already realized it herself."So, what'll it be?" Balance 1,000,000 Evelyn's roaring laugh brought a fresh wince from Renee, not that she had much time to come to grips with the revelation. In short order, she found herself gripped by the hair and staring upwards into the raven haired girl's sadistic smile. Tears rolled a path down the middle of her cheeks. Her breath caught in her throat. 'How can this be real?' she thought to herself. She'd come in knowing of the rewards granted to students that showed success in gambling at the school, though no one would speak to the other end, the fate of the students who fell to the bottom. In the back of her mind, she had suspected those unfortunate ones met some level of mistreatment but she never imagined the power dynamics could carry this far.Renee made an attempt to grab at the hand gripping her violet hair, trying if not to release herself from it, to at least lessen the pull. Evelyn proved more forceful. Her face was thrust once again into the man's lap. Rather than landing on the smooth material of his pants, now she contacted directly with bare skin. It took her a moment to realize that the warm object batting her cheek was his thickly erect cock. It left smears of precum on either side of her distraught face.She pleaded meekly to the engorged member aimed at her mouth, "Please...I don't want this." Renee found nothing else she could offer in defense, and Evelyn now held her fast in place. The man's warning gave her a new horrific thought, one that was shortly demonstrated by his partner's prodding of her ass."Ahhh!"she let out a loud, sharp cry and clenched at the teasing."No...no not that!"Renee tried to will her body closed, but they already had her overpowered. She attempted to pull at Evelyn's arm around her chest but couldn't so much as loosen it. A whimper escaped her throat as the girl's free hand delved between her lower lips. A thought entered the student's mind of being forced onto her back, her legs drawn apart, this man crawling on top of her with his cock swaying between his legs. It seemed all too real, and she hated that this mental image caused her pussy to get increasingly wet. Renee took a hard swallow and eyed the head of his dick where it hovered less than an inch in front of her face. Wordlessly, she succumbed.The young woman took the tip between her pink lips. Between a few past boyfriends and one piano teacher, Renee had given head before. Yet she found herself stretching her lips wider to accommodate him than any previous time. An insistent push at the back of her head pressed more of him in before she was ready. Without intending to, Renee grazed her upper teeth on the smooth skin just past the head, gagging from the deeper intrusion. She tried to pull her head back but found no give. She gripped his shaft with her left hand and pulled him sideways out of her mouth before gasping to breathe.Renee's face turned beet red, the light mascara she wore around her eyes ran with her tears."Hahh hahh,"she exhaled heavily."Fuck off with that. I'm doing what you want,"she swore over her shoulder, regaining some of her nerve. Her eyes glanced up at the young man's face for the first time since coming in contact with his erection. Her gaze quickly averted, embarrassment and shame evident in the light of her eyes and the shade of her cheeks.Renee wet her mouth and guided his cock inside again. Even if she did save herself from being forcibly taken, she still wanted this over as quickly as possible. She accepted as much of his hard on as she felt comfortable with into her mouth, bringing her lips past the crest of his cock head and partway down his length. Her hand wrapped around the base of the shaft and began stroking up and down, drawing the smooth skin over the hardened flesh beneath. In the same rhythm, she pulled her lips back, letting her tongue smooth over his glans, then sucked down his length again. A pleased grunt escaped Oliver's throat as he felt Renee's soft lips press against the head of his throbbing manhood. He couldn't remember the last time that he had such a pretty girl's mouth wrapped firmly around his sizable cock, though Evelyn would frequently have House Pets take good care of the chronic gambler.After all, partners were supposed to look after one another."Fuck, she feels good,"The boy panted as Renee pressed deeper over his bulbous head, teeth clamping down upon his lower lip as he looked down at the girl that was sitting between his legs. She was quite an attractive prize, with a soft, picture perfect face that was practically begging to be fucked."Oh? Talking back, I see."Evelyn chuckled as Renee cursed her between labored breaths,"Yeah... that's just not going to do."With that, she brought her hand backwards, before delivering a swift smack to the House Pet's rear end. The audible clap of Evelyn's hand slapping Renee's ass echoed through the small room,"Get that cock back in your mouth."She licked her lips, watching as Renee's head bobbed back down onto Oliver's length. This time, she moved further down, causing Oliver to let out a wild groan in pleasure."Hahh, yeah. She sucks way better than she gambles."He moaned, the sensation of Renee's tongue swirling over his member causing desire to build inside of him. The added sensation of Renee's hand smoothing over his hot length between the movements of her tongue and lips drove the young man crazy, groans continuing to escape his lips as he felt himself drawing ever nearer to climax. Precum dribbled out from his cock, mixing into her saliva and hands as she continued to service him. Renee's plan to make Oliver finish as soon as possible was certainly working...although, she would soon find that her plan may have been workingtoowell.Before Oliver could reach the point of no return, his hand dug into Renee's dark locks, grabbing a handful of her short bangs before pulling her face away. A web of saliva still connected Renee's lips to the scene of the crime, only to be broken when Oliver would forcefully drag Renee away from the chair. No matter how much she struggled, she was no match for the man that gripped her, eventually finding herself tossed face first into the very table she had lost everything on. Before Renee could push herself off of it, a strong, masculine hand pressed the side of her face back down, knocking over the tower of gambling chips that had once been neatly arranged, spreading them across the surface and sending some to the floor."What do you think you're doing? I don't think I gave you permission to do that.""Shut up."Oliver growled,"Or I'll fuck you next." The sudden, unexpected threat caused Evelyn to blush in surprise, stunned by her partner's brazen display of disrespect. Though she was offended, she decided it was best to hold her tongue, just in case her partner decided to act on the threat."Spread your legs." Oliver turned his attention back to the woman pinned underneath his weight. When Renee didn't act fast enough for his liking, Oliver reached backwards, delivering a frighteningly powerful spank to Renee's ass. Just by the sound, one could easily guess that Oliver spanked much harder than Evelyn did."I'm going to teach you what happens to losers."With that, he grabbed at Renee's lacy, black panties, tearing them out from underneath her skirt effortlessly before tossing them to the side."Stop squirming."He warned her,"It'll hurt more unless you stay still."He positioned himself behind her before guiding his hard cock downwards. While she may have thought he planned to fuck her little slit, it was soon apparent that he was deliberately aiming for Renee's other hole. Slowly, the head of his saliva drenched cock pushed her reddened cheeks apart, before threatening to press into her tightening asshole. View attachment 4513 Balance 1,000,000 Renee tried to shut out their comments with little success. The derogatory comments, highlighting the fact that her lips were working their way up and down his cock, made the heat rise in her face. Along with the appreciative groans escaping the man seated before her, they also twisted her up, releasing more juicy arousal between her legs. Her ass stung as well, a red bright red welt where Evelyn's palm struck her. The attack had been a reminder how vulnerable she was, half naked and stuck in a room with the pair of them. She needed only finish the guy off, then escape would be hers, at least for one night.When the man's moaning grew louder and more frequent, Renee increased the veracity of her attentions, thinking, hoping he might be close. Once again, her hopes were dashed, and her hair used as a hand grip. The young woman's scalp burned from repeated abuse, causing her to sound a cry as soon as his cock popped from her mouth. She stumbled along with his forceful guidance to be slammed down on the table, causing a clatter of chips.Renee winced and shut her eyes. She knew what this meant. This latest turn seemed to have sapped the last of the fight out of her, not that she stood much of a chance against the much stronger man standing behind her. Evelyn's complaint came as a surprise. With the side of her face pressed down on the table, Renee could see the other girl clearly when her eyes reopened. Evelyn looked furious in the moment, as if her authority was completely disregarded. It was short lived though, as the man's threat caused her to quickly back down. Renee watched her with something like pity, despite everything.With her legs kicked apart, the resounding blow to her ass set every nerve in the girl aflame. She screamed an involuntary scream that didn't even sound like it came from her. While Evelyn's strike left her red, his was sure to leave a bluish black mark on her rear."No....no, you can't! Not that!" As the tip of his cock prodded at her back door, Renee's whole body went stiff. She tried to push against the table, but only managed to squirm her naked chest against the surface."Ahh,"she groaned as her rosebud strained against his teasing. "D don't joke. This isn't funny. I've never done that!"She locked her pleading eyes on Evelyn."Please. I'm begging. Please just not that. I'll...I'll do what you want. Ahhh. I'll...behave."She cast her eyes down at that last admission.

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Vampire Knight: Alternate(Kratos+Anjeru)

Cross Academy was a private school and was one of three buildings that lay upon the mass, forested, gated property. The other two buildings were the school's dormitories The Sun Dorm and The Moon Dorm. Each building inhabited a certain group of students, one being more special than the other. The Moon Dorm has a secret that the rest of the students are unaware of, one that makes them much more special. All the students of The Moon Dorm attended classes only at night and were all exceptionally beautiful, almost flawless in their each appearance. The students were all smart, and seemed to be almost regal, almost as if they were the royalty of Cross Academy. Their secret? The Night Class students that inhabited the rooms of The Moon Dormitories were all vampires, and one of those vampires was even more special than the rest. Why? It was because this vampire hadn't been created like the others, turned by another of their race. He was a Pureblood and thus, took charge of the Night Class students who were all more than willing to follow him and protect him. This young man was also admired by everyone from the Day Classes, including the school's Gaurdian student the adopted daughter of the Academy's Chairman. The pureblood vampire had found her wandering alone when she was nothing more than a child, being attacked by a fallen vampire. The pureblood had then taken her to Chairman Cross who agreed to take in the small girl and raise her as his own. Thus, a bond had been established between a vampire and a human, one of admiration and love at least from the girl's prespective. Soon, her adopted father had decided that he was going to open a school where humans and vampires could peacefully co exist and this was how Cross Academy had come to be. His daughter, now named Momo, had taken up the job of protecting the Night Classes' secret from those of the Day Class The female students tended to flock to the gates of the Moon Dormitory to catch a glimpse of the Night Class students as they made their way to the main building for classes. Which was where Momo was at the moment, pushing away obsessive fangirls to allow the Night Class students to make their way to the main building. She wore the school's uniform like the rest of the students, but she also wore the badge of gaurdianship on her right arm, which came to show the school's rose like emblem. The night class wore similar uniforms, except instead of black, they wore white. Momo had her auburn hair tied up in a ponytail to keep it from hindering her vision as her ice blue eyes swept over the students before her. She picked up the whistle from around her neck and blew into it, successfully startling the female students. "Alright! C'mon, you know the rules! Go back to your dormitory!" she snapped at them, but they didn't listen and only continued to try and push her out of the way. Momo fell back against the gate's door with a frustrated huff and then fell through it as the door's opened, allowing the Night Class students to come out. She landed on her butt with a quick "ow" and then found herself looking up at the object of her admiration the leading pureblood student of the Night Class. "Ah...hello, sempai!" she said it hastily, jumping to her feet and giving a quick bow, her cheeks flushed red embarassingly. The Day Class students had stopped their clamoring and now just stood outside the gates, looking admiringly at the beautiful students of the Night Class. A pureblood, rare in a society were most that were given the gift of being a vampire.. would abuse it and forget what it meant to be a true vampire. Yet Seth would never have that issue.. instead of being turned he was a child of a vampire, born into the world as one instead of being bitten by a halfbreed to become a halfbreed. Ever since a young age people seemed to respect him for what he was, and would willingly protect and follow him of which he had no issue with as it made things a lot easier for him in life. Possibly one of the reasons why he was rather respected by normal people as well, was that he had not given into bloodlust as Seth did not want to become a monster like some of the half breeds he watched decline rapidly into the darkness spiraling into more hunger and greed. He remembered a day where he had to actually stop one from taking an innocent, the fear.. it was strong enough to smell from afar and it had drawn Seth into saving a small girl from what would have been her death. This vampire that tried to attack had to want to turn her.. instead he would had drunk to much.. to fill his need which would have left her lifeless and on the floor forgotten. It already seemed like she was abandonned and yet he knew at the time exactly who would look after her.. the same person who then created Cross Academy. Chairman Cross.. the first to make a school where vampires and humans could be together and no issues would occur as they would still be partially seperated. Deep dark brown hair, long enough to just reach down to his nose, but usually left messy so that his deep green eyes would be hidden partially from view, quite a lot of the girls usually talked about his style... He would overhear them sometimes, but the main reason why he did not bother to keep it from hindering his sight, was because of his increased senses. His sight being of pureblood was stronger then any that he knew off, and he could almost tell when something to happen his reflexes definently inhuman yet that was the whole point of being a vampire. To be something different.. to him it was a gift, to others they would usually find it a burden. It was normal for the day students to at least get a gaze at the vampires as they started to go towards their classes yet why was this one on the floor now gazing up at him. Seth continued to look down at her before watching as she quickly got up and gave a bow, She seemed rather embarrassed and now his eyes looked around to the gates seeing the day students looking through. "Hmm what is your name again..? tell me this before I part on my way to class.." A few vampire behind him went to tell him yet he raised his hand to silence them wanting to hear it from her. "Ah! Um, it's me, Momo." She brushed her hair out of her eyes, looking again to the vampire who'd saved her from death when she was but a child. "You know my father, Chairman Cross." She gave a nod, moving her glance over the entirety of the Night Class there was a total of 16 of them. Only 1 pureblood, 15 halfbreeds that had been turned by a pureblood's bite. There were 10 males and 6 females, but every single one of them was extrodinarily beautiful, whether being a male, or female. Momo was almost jealous just being a normal human she knew it was unlikely to become close with any vampire, much less Seth, the pureblood. He was pretty much the royalty she would be considered nothing more than a commoner in that sort of analogy. She was embarrassed. Usually she could handle the Day Class female students. Just today she'd already been so tired. After all, she patroled at night as well, to make sure the Day Class students weren't sneaking out to bother the Night Class students. She also patroled to make sure the Night Class students were also obeying their rules, which included not feeding on campus students. The vampires often ate what was called Blood Tablets, to help surpress the hunger they felt this also helped keep the school in peaceful harmony. "I'm sorry, Seth sempai." Momo said, bowing again, not only to him but to the other vampires some were glaring, others just simply stared at her in mild amusement. "I'll get the Day Class students out of your way." Seth looked at the girl before hearing her speak, The name was extremely familiar yet he could not exactly pick it from the top of his head until she said who her father was. Ahh so the girl I saved all that time again is at this school... that could be interesting, Might have to speak to her more privately sometime.. although now is not the best of times. Slowly he looked over to the people behind him before he gave a little gesture for them to continue onto class, after all he would be up with them in a moment or so. "Please Momo.. just stick to calling me Seth..." His eyes looked at the group of day students quickly now as the other vampires started to walk away. " Thanks I would appreciate that.. now I must go..." He spoke clearly slowly turning from her "Maybe I will see you around Momo..." Once that was said he turned and looked at her and the students again before heading f to class. He would be a little late but he always had leniency when it came to being on time. Always confident about everything he did, that was Seth.. and unlike the others he rarely had to have blood tablets, except for when his energy was declining. He did not do it for the taste and urges that used to occur, he was past that stage. She nodded her head in response, and said, "if that is your wish, Seth." Then she moved back out of the gateway and turned towards the Day Class students again. "Alright, time is up. Back to the dorms, now, or else I'll have to refer you to Chairman Cross." She said to the female students who were staring in awe at the Night Class students as they progressed down the walkway. At Momo's threat, they seemed to snap into attention and hastily began making their way back down towards the Sun Dorm. After all the students from both dorms made it to their perspective destinations, Momo let out a sigh of relief. That was hectic...I wish Zero was still here to help sometimes. Zero had been her friend growing up and had stayed with her and the Chairman for a few years before he'd decided he needed to go back to his home or really, what was left of it. Zero had been the child of Vampire Hunters who'd been murdered by another Pureblood of legends, Shizuka Hio. Zero had been gone for a few months and Momo had found her school life a little more hectic without him around. Especially in controlling the female students of the Day Class. The girls always seemed much more intimidated by him than they ever were by her. Momo gave a huff and checked to see if Athena was still strapped to her thigh Athena was her anti vampire weapon given to her by Chairman Cross, in case any of the students of the Night Class ever decided to go Rouge, or fell into the depths of their bloodlust. Athena was dagger that could adjust its length to that of a good sized broadsword. And with it being an anti vampire weapon, it could only be handled by a mortal. Seeing that it was indeed still strapped to her thigh under her skirt, Momo peered around in the growing darkness. Best go patrol the main grounds. That was her thought as she began to make her way back to the main building where the classes were held. She wandered about for a few hours, moving through the main halls, outside corridors, the gardens, and finally, just the forested parts of the grounds. Seeing no suspicious behavior, Momo decided to make her way back to the small house off set from the main building where her and her father resided. Before he had even got to say much more to respond, Momo was already walking away to get the day class away from the area. It was of no surprise to see them moving after her threat either, when he was kind.. he was calm and nice but when he was strict and having to tell you off, what a lecture he could give.. and his punishments could be harsh depending on what the incident was, for just standing their gawking at the night students it would be a lecture but he could tell none of them wanted that.. and Seth could not blame them at all. He watched until she walked away before one of the half vampires popped up from behind him, he had watched the whole thing and now started to speak "Hmm what was that about ey Seth... allowing her to use your name as it is.. developing something are you" Seth lightly shook his head, after all it was against the rules of this school to have relations with a human. If she was a vampire then it would be no issue yet he would not turn her into one just so something could happen, that would again be breaking the rules and he was stronger then that. "It is nothing Vincent.. now come on we should get to class, I get some leniency but this might be testing the teachers patience.." Vince just shrugged and started to walk "You know nothing can happen between her and you Seth.." That was all he said before heading of to class. Seth then spoke in a whisper.. "I know.." It was to soft for even Vincent to hear before he finally headed towards class, he was later then he would normally be yet the teacher let him get away with it, but for the first time he finally got a warning not to let it happen again. Class did seem to drag on a little and afterwards he took a blood tablet to stop his hunger pains, of which it did the job. They went to a few more classes before it was finally over, they only had to listen to a teacher speaking for a few hours a day.. yet each hour felt like a day sometimes.. now that it was over he decided to be alone for a little sneaking off from the rest of them. Being a pureblood it was not hard, he just moved away quickly and quietly before spotting Momo, he moved closer before speaking to get her attention "Do you still remember that day I saved you... or...?" It was a question to break the silence and seeing that no one else was around he walked to her side and stopped in front of her. Seth's voice interupted her train of thought and surprised her. She jumped slightly, her hand falling onto Athena on relfex she was quick to drop it though when she realized it was Seth standing before her and not a Rogue vampire who wanted her blood she was used to the fact that her blood seemed to have a sort of smell and taste that came across as an aphrodiasic. When her blood spilled, it was almost impossible to ignore. "Seth, you scared me." She let out a sigh of relief and then nodded in response to his question. "Of course I remember. It's the earliest memory that I have, you saving me from the Level E." How could she forget, honestly? She could not remember anything from before that night and the first memory was of that vampire grabbing her small body to drain her of blood then there was Seth. If it hadn't been for him, she doubt she'd even be alive today. The Rogue probably would have drained her and left her body to rot in the cold snow, but Seth had come along and shoved his hand into the Level E's chest, crushing his heart, thus saving her from that unfortunate fate. He'd then taken her to Chairman Cross. Momo found it odd that she couldn't remember anything from before that night it tortured her sometimes when she tried to think of what her life could have been, or what it had been. And really, she would like to know. Who wouldn't want to know their past, really. "I doubt I could ever forget," she admitted to him as she tucked stray auburn strands of hair behind her small ears. The night was cool to the touch and the wind blew in an eeriely soft manner, caressing her with a gentle brush. She enjoyed the night, though it belonged to the Vampires. Seth really was the only vampire who didn't frighten Momo. After that attack, she'd grown more weary of interaction with Vampires, though she approved of her father's ideal for peace between Vampires and Mortals. It was no surprise to see her jump and instantly grab her weapon. Most humans carried one incase of an emergency although their had been reports of sometimes vampires needing to hide from humans that wanted to kill them. So it was a bit of a conflict that both sides felt sometimes yet the humans were seven out of ten times the victims. Hearing Momo did remember was no surprise yet it was nice to actually know for certain now. He had done the only thing that would stop such a violent creature. He did not even like to refer to them as vampires when they hit that stage, a vampire only likes the taste of blood and feels the want for it, but a monster will take all the blood it can get, break into a hunger frenzy and kill the victim because they don't know when to stop. Their seemed to be a dropping number in monsters though, ever since the blood tablet system came in, some rebelled against it saying it is not natural to be a vampire and not drink. But most agreed to it not actually wanting to hurt people anymore. They as a species wanted to try and live peacefully together and places like Cross Academy were going to at least create an example that it could work. It seemed that a lot of vampires looked up to Seth, but others had a hate and jealousy, pure vampires always had a low chance of surviving at birth and so when one actually occurred, it would almost be deemed a miracle and Seth was one of those. They would always age to a adolescent age but then things would stop from them, the oldest one ever got to looking was close to thirty and he was over two thousand years old but a vampire slayer killed him.. thinking that all the vampire attacks were lead by him. "I don't blame you, it would be hard to forget such a thing... even I can't forget it." It was usually rare for humans to interact with vampires on the school premise, they the school promoted the peace between humans and vampires yet still peace seemed to be look and gaze with limited interaction just incase something were to happen. He had heard about a few day students sneaking in with some of the night students.. into their dorms anyhow and same of the stories that had been generated there.. but no one knew if they were true or just some lie made up to make it seem like rules were being broken and nothing was going wrong. The rumors had been spread around just as rumors were known to. It was said that Day Class students did sneak off with the Night Class students many times Momo had never caught them doing anything so daring as to sneak into each other's dorms. However, vampires carried the natural abilities to wipe the memories of mortals, so even if the female Day Class students did do things with the Night Class, there really was no way to prove it unless Momo herself caught them doing something. Thus far, Momo had only caught the Day Class sneaking pictures of the Night Class students while they were in class. Nothing as daring as sneaking off with the Night Class students to secluded areas such as the dorms. However, the rumors still spread like a virus among the students. Momo tried to limit the interactions of the students with each other to avoid situations such as the rumors described. As the school's gaurdian, it was only she that had a good amount of interaction with vampires. At least on a social level. Momo nodded at his words, though a bit surprised by them. She didn't expect him to remember her, whether he had saved her or not. After all, she really was just another mortal. For all that could be seen, she didn't appear to be any different than any other mortal. Seth was a PureBlood, an important one at that, so she didn't expect him to even give her a second thought. So it really did surprise her. She contemplated, then decided to go ahead and share that thought with him. "I didn't expect you to remember me," she said, looking back to him with her icy blue eyes that people often said caused shivers to course down her spine. Her pale skin stood out in the darkness of the night, a strong contrast to her black uniform. "After all, you are very important." She folded her hands together behind her back and stared at him this was almost a dream come true for her, being alone like this with Seth. Though, she could only get away with it because she was a Gaurdian and the Chairman's daughter. She was the only Day Class student who was allowed out at night and around the Night Class. The thing about rumors in this school where that someone could have just started it, and what was mentioned has not happened but he was pretty sure a vampire was the first to spread it. And that something forbidden was occurring, yet rules were only their to be broken.. only some of them anyhow, the other more serious ones could result in endangerment for lives or a vampire turning into a blood lusting creation. Which was why it made sense, to not actually have a human in private quarters.. the reason, the temptation would be at it's strongest and to fight it would be hard. Yet he had not heard about any vampires that had been made as of recent in the school grounds so it has either not happened, or the vampires were being strong enough to fight the urges yet it would be unpredictable and most likely not safe. If anyone walked past right now, and saw Seth speaking to Momo they would probably laugh a little, the main reason was he had such a vampire following yet his human interaction was limited like the rest, mainly because it was the standards and the rules. No one would expect a pureblood in a scenario like this one, probably the main reason they would laugh and yet Seth would not care, he was getting to know the person he saved.. after all he had saved her and shown her a father figure that would look after her. "No matter how important Momo, all remember key events that occur... I had no doubts you would have remembered only because of what it was, as for me remembering.. You were the first human I felt no urge to bite, otherwise I tend to avoid humans just incase temptation gets to me" Momo was slightly relieved the moment Seth told her that she was the first human he had never felt the urge to bite after everything that had happened to her, she'd become a little frightened of the Vampire race. Even as she much as she admired the Vampire in front of her, or how much she was attracted to him, the fact was he was still a Vampire. He could feed on her and kill her just as easily as the Vampire who'd tried to do the same when she was young. Honestly, she didn't think Seth would ever do that. He seemed more than a cut above the rest. She felt safe with him, even here, in the dead of night, alone. She also felt nervous. She did admire him so much. "Well, that makes me a little happy," Momo said with a smile, "it would make it easier for us to talk, like we are now." She nodded. Nervously, she shuffled her foot and looked at the night around them, unsure of what to say to him next. She hadn't really expected that Seth would seek her out, not now or even before. It had really surprised her that he was here, but she wasn't going to complain about the oppurtunity. Not at all. Seth saw the relief that shone brightly after hearing those words from him yet it made sense, any vampire could turn into the monster that tried to kill her all those years ago. Any normal vampire anyhow.. but they were only half breeds, most had lack of control over everything and found it had hard to even be around humans with the blood tablets to try and limit the cravings. They were a temporary fix but one had to change their mindset if they wanted to stop the cravings all together, that was what most vampires would never realize. Although most vampires liked to never stay in one spot for to long, this night was different and it was because of the company with Momo who seemed a little nervous. He could smell that just without even having to look at her. But that was an acquired talent that took a while to realize what each scent meant, even now Seth knew he made mistakes sometimes.. but when worst came to worst he would just read their mind if they were weak.. which Momo was not anyhow. "Well Momo, we could have talked many other times before.. but you always seemed to avoid me... I have seen you before, but you seem to think that you are not good enough to be around me.. just because your human one should not think that..." The purebred went quite now letting the girl take in the information before his mouth started to move again. "We are all similar, no matter how we are born.. otherwise right now I would be feasting on your blood.. or I would have not stopped that vampire all those years ago... although compared to my possible lifespan.. its only a minute amount of time.." "There is no guarentee we are all born the same," the girl murmured back to him, a little in awe that he'd seen through her so well that she actually did believe that she wasn't good enough to talk to him. "I have no cognitive memories before that night, the night you rescued me. I have not a single idea of who I really am." She glanced down at her hands and stared at them as she spoke. "My first memory was of you, saving me. Probably why it's so hard for me to talk to you, even like this. I admire you, despite you being what you are, a vampire. I'm frightened of vampires and yet, I don't feel afraid with you, even like this, alone, in the night." Probably because he's so much unliked the other, she mused. She raised her eyes back to him and found him studying her intently. She shifted, a little nervous under his scrutiny. "I'm sorry if my avoiding you made you unhappy," she said, "it wasn't entirely intentional. You just..." she bit her lower lip and looked down, her bangs shadowing her eyes from view. "...well, intimidate me...sort of...because..." and she trailed off, realizing what she about to say. He didn't need to know that. Such events that had taken place to Momo it was of no surprise her memories consisted of nothing before the attack, the shock would have caused anything prior to be gone in a long term amnesia that might or may not disappear via time yet for humans such a thing was more common.. a forgetful vampire though was always a bit of a laugh. Seth had seen one before.. and although this particular one was already over four hundred years in age.. he could barely remember five days at a time.. which made some humorous conversations.. to say the least "Well maybe it's because I am a purebred.. a rare species in it's own.. or just more controlled them probably anyone you meet.." he had other theories but at this moment just thought it was best to say that instead. "I intimidate you? I guess thats the general fear of vampires.. or is that because of something else.." it would not take much longer to work out exactly what it could be, yet wanted to actually hear it from the girl he had saved personally "hmm well we should at least meet more often.. after all your one of the only humans that i can actually meet around this sort of time.. but it's up to you... after all I do have plenty of half bred's to hang around with.. but I dunno your more interesting for some reason.. their is somethign about you that draws me to wanting to get to know you even better.. yet what it is I have no clue." "M me?" His words caused her to blink and lose control of her thought process. "Why would you be interested in someone like me?" The thought of him, of Seth, being interested in her was so unlikely that she had to surpress the urge to laugh nervously. She was beginning to think she was either hallucinating, or dreaming. This couldn't really be happening...could it? She cleared her throat and hoped to god he wasn't reading her mind she knew vampires could do it, especially purebreds. However, she knew that she had always been much harder to read than any other person the vampires had come across. They didn't know why and neither did she. She always figured it had something to do with her past, but everytime she tried her damnedest to remember, pain would always explode inside her head and she'd black out. Of course, she never told anyone this...though it did seem strange to her. This question even made Seth think, generally occasionally Vampires would be interested in certain people.. but purebreds.. well they apparantly never got interested in humans.. the reason, when they bite someone.. it's savage and uncontrollable, Seth was different to those types of monsters anyhow.. Vampyrism was just a gift, not a monster. " Well.. It might be the fact that i saved you from certain death.. or the fact that.." He paused before managing a soft smile "Well when i first saw you Momo.. i did not even have the slightest urge to bite.. So i felt at ease compared to when near other humans.. where i still have to just ignore the faint urge of naturalness for a vamp.. you understand yes?" He went to then read her mind to see what she was thinking, but out of respect maybe.. he decided not to. She was probably quite strong minded as well and would realize if he was trying to.. but he had a feeling she could not believe this was real.. and so now it was time to prove it was real. "You think this is some sort of fantasy don't you?.. He paused lightly laughing before thinking of something that would prove that wrong. He hastely placed his lips lightly onto hers just lightly kissing quickly before she could say anything "Feel real enough for you?" "Ah, yes, I do believe I understand." Momo murmured to him with a nod. Then he said exactly what had been on her mind that maybe she'd been dreaming this whole night, this whole conversation she'd been having with him. "W well," she blushed, "you can understand why I'd think " and then he was there, his lips pressing lightly against her own. They were cold and soft against her's. Then he pulled back and she stared at him, wide eyed. Oh dear god in heaven...he'd kissed her! As much as she'd dreamed of this moment, she had to know it was against the school's policies, gaurdian or not. "It...it certianly feels real enough..." she stammered out the words, her face as red hued as her hair. She lowered her eyes and bit her lip. "I i have to be going...father will worry..." She bowed her head and turned to bolt off towards Chairman Cross' house. He had cut her off mid sentence yet the action seemed clear enough, to prove that this was real and occurring. Seth was a little surprised in himself actually choosing that as the option to show, and he had feeling this had probably helped her accomplish one of her dreams.. after all he had heard a few rumors that she did have something hidden that was something to do with the purebred. Although he had broken one of the rules he sorta felt ok with it.. in fact kissing her like that.. part of him wanted to do it again.. "I..." He went to say sorry but Momo had already started to run towards the chairman's house. as she left he saw her face, and how red it was.. seeing her leave a sigh left him. Did i screw up.. I best not tell anyone about this,.. a purebred kissing a human.. i would get busted by everyone.. wish it was more my choice then what people set for me though.. Momo ran into her home and slammed the door behind her it was hard to breathe and she was panting heavilly as she leaned back against the shut door. She dropped her head back and shut her eyes. Oh dear god...had that actually happened? She couldn't be quite sure, really. "Momo chan! You're home!" her father's voice came to her suddenly and she jumped up, surprised. He came running down the hall and flung himself onto her in the form of a hug. "Hello father," she said as she hugged him back. He pulled away and smiled as he readjusted his glasses. "How did patrol go? You seem rather flushed. Was it taxing?" he sounded concerned. The memory of Seth's lips against hers caused her to blush red again. Hurriedly, she said, "a ah! Yes, just a bit tired. I'm worn out. Patrol went well though. Nothing out of the oridinary." She rubbed the back of her head in a smile as she spoke. "I'm going to go to bed now and might not go to class tomorrow, I'm really tired." And then she was moving down the hall to her room. She walked in and sighed as she kicked off her shoes. She plopped onto her bed and tried her best to sleep that night, but it did not come easily. Her blue eyes were staring out her window into the night and she couldn't seem to pull them away any more than she could pull her mind from thinking about her sempai. What was he thinking at this very moment, she wondered. Seth knew that it would be best not to tell of the events that had just occurred, the fact that kissing a human was a break of a rule... quite a lot of the halfbreds would laugh and say he is down to their level even though he was born from two vampires.. and survived the birth that usually killed most pure's before they could even get their first taste of blood. He remembered such a thing but sort of also remembered the fear... the pain and the sorrow the person was feeling as their blood drained into a adolescent vampire.. obviously that was not his first drinking but it was the first time the impacts were clear. Life was still life.. to end a humans life for power and years on top of the close to endless years that vampires had to live naturally.. He regarded it selfish and corrupt.. weak in fighting the urge.. Well it was odd to say the least pure blood of humans was still highly preferred over halfbred or animals. He had dozed off a little just gazing before hearing a familiar voice... Hmm your going to be late to Human History.."Such a thing angered most vampires they had to learn such a thing.. but it was worth the learning experience for Seth at least anyhow..Seth sighed before starting to walk with Jason "Alright then.. lets go, we will probably learn about obsolete wars.." Slowly they walked into the class, a small laugh escaping them as they were told about the way humans did certain events a few comments being made from a few of the vampires "They were so primitive back then.." "they fought for lack of reason.." "if they were more like.." He cut them off as he started to speak "We don't give them much credit do we.. for all of us here, were the creation of humans.. even me.. My parents had to be bitten to become vampires.. I might be different but it is in all our anchestory.. far enough back that we.. well were based from humans anyhow.. so maybe your not any different.." She decided maybe sleep was the best option at this point as she climbed out of bed to change into her pajama's. She let her hair down and brushed it, before she went on to brush her teeth. Before long, she was done. Walking back into her room, she cracked open her window to allow the cool air enterance into her room. Momo then crawled back into her bed under the large comforter, enjoying its silken texture against her bare leg as her pajama's consisted of a simple black slip and shorts.She listened silently to the noises of the night as she laid amongst the folds of her blanket. Her mind kept wandering back to when Seth had kissed. Now that she was in bed, she was beginning to think she'd dreamed it again. What else could it be? Even though he'd saved her life, she couldn't see him taking an interest in someone like her. She was nothing out of the ordinary. Even though she liked him, she never expected him to return the sentiment. Really, she could not fight the attraction and it frightened her how intense it was. Probably because he was part of something that frightened her the vampire race. He was a vampire, a purebred at that, and she was just a girl.Momo closed her eyed and tried to halt her train of thought so she could sleep. It seemed the comment hit all the class and the laughing stopped as did the comments. Even the teacher looked at Seth oddly, none of them had expected him to act up like that and yet his words had merit.. truth and that was what seemed to hit them all the most. The class fell silent for a moment as most eyes were still fixed upon Seth, quite of the vampire girls usually looked at him with curiosity anyhow, but the whole class was gazing.. probably wondering why he had defended the humans.. or more to the fact, degraded vampires as a species.. the original vampire was just a disease.. on a human.. the starter of the kind... yet it became less of a disease when people found out it only had one symptom.. the want for blood, as for everything else.. well they were just improved."It seems my words had enough effect on you all..." Once that was said he let out a small sigh before a vampire who thought he was the best thing that was ever created started to speak..Wait a second I know what this is about.. you have something your hiding Seth.. something about the humans and hearing us degrade them as the pathetic.." The teacher cut the student off."Jones.. go to Lady Ashvan now.. you can't speak about them like that.. and better yet, you have no right to have a go at the full bred... he is of more importance then your pathetic existence anyhow.." a growl escaped the student as he started to walk down the corridor and towards Ashvan's office.. she was always harsh when it came to punishing.. last time he had received a a stake straight through his hand that took a few months to heal properly..Seth looked at the teacher with surprise now "Why did you do that.. All vampires except the ones that fall into their urges.. are important.."Last week we caught him taking a bite of a student.. you would have heard the rumors.. of vampires doing forbidden things against the rules.. in fact. she is right over their.. He pointed towards who once was human."I chose to meet him... I let him bite me.. you all don't understand consent.. But i am Ashley.. one of your kind now, whether you like it or not.. Momo rolled over to glance at the clock and gave a sigh it was almost 4 in the morning now. The Night class would soon be leaving to return to the dorm and at 7, the Day Class would be returning to classes. She had to be awake and ready for her own classes but she had yet to get some sleep. 3 hours before classes started. She sighed again. Eyes closing, she managed to doze for a little bit before waking back up at 5. Done fighting with her sudden insomnia, Momo hopped out of bed and moved to the window sill.She swung her legs over the edge and seated herself there, enjoying the early morning breeze on her pale skin. Her red hair floated around her shoulders as she admired the still semi dark sky. Her eyes watched the school building not too far away and, as she expected, the Night Class was now making their way out of the building to head back to the dorm. Seth was walking in the middle of thr group, apparently conversing one of the other vampires. Vaguely, she began to think about the conversation they'd had...and the moment in which he had kissed her. Seth went quiet after a while, he had started a discussion and it seemed the rest really were starting to get into depth of it whilst he was over speaking it. His mind replayed yesterday as he remembered a kiss he gave to Momo, their was no reason behind it and now it slightly was puzzling the mind of this vampire a little. Why had he a purebred kissed a female he had saved all those years ago.. tonight alone he would speak with her.. speak of apology for such a foolish event occurring yet part of him was accepting the fact he had done such a thing as a natural feeling since after all vampires could still feel affection.. no matter how much they wanted to deny it, most just said they felt lust.. but sometimes they felt something yet it would confuse them and so they would ignore it. The class came to an end and they moved on.. the others started to fly past. Generally people would be speaking to Seth more but he had already shut himself from others to think a little longer.The sky would not be dark for much longer now as the last of the classes occurred. This was the end of the Night Class, and now he finally started to speak around a little to his fellow vampires, some were a little concerned about why he had fallen silent. "Look don't worry about it.. I was just a little worried about whats going to happen to the vampires in the school if more humans are turned on the grounds.. he is probably going to be expelled and the rest of us .. well if incidents occur we might banned as species.." It seemed his concern was fully understood, and yet no one questioned what he really thought since it was obvious that was not truly what his mind had been focused on during the class time. Momo hopped off her window sill back into her room as the Night Class made their way back into the dormitory. She made her own way into the bathroom to shower and then redress herself in her school uniform, showing she was part of the Day Class. When she was done, she decided to leave her hair down and then hurried on downstairs."Morning father," she said as she was greeted by him. Chairman Cross eyed her with a slight frown on his face, but greeted her with a hug nonetheless. "We need to see about maybe bringing Zero back," he was saying, "you're a wonderful guardian Momo, but there are still vampires from the Night Class feeding from the Day Class students." Momo sighed and shook her head. "Don't bother Zero, chairman. I'll take care of it." She smiled reassuringly and hugged him one last time before she headed out for the day.The day went by relatively quick for her as she went about her classes and gaurdian duties. Dusk was beginning to fall before lone and so, she made her way back to the gates of the Moon Dorm to fight off the over obsessed girls of the Day Class. Not in the mood for it today, she glowered at the fifteen or so girls that had gathered. "Go back to the dorm, now!" she snapped impatiently, pushing them back away from the Moon Dorm enterance. She didn't need more trouble than these damn girls had already been causing. Vampires technically did not really sleep, they went into a status of mind where thinking does not really occur and they can lay their.. but only humans slept and would dream, of which Seth was a little envious about such a fact, once the classes were over their was not much reason to be around until the next lot.. after all the sun was reasonably deadly to their kind.. Seth was a little more tolerant to it being of full blood ancestry yet it was still not recommended even for him. Quite a few pointless hours passed as he gazed around in his personal darkness.. the moon classes would be on shortly.. that would mean a chance to see her again... he could not work out why Momo meant so much to him.. which was why it was all the more curious.. to maybe find out..Maybe it was the fact she did not fear him like she did any other vampire.. it was a certain level of trust.. and something about her.. it made him act like he had never before, placing his lips onto hers without hesistation feeling her warmth upon contact.. compared to how cold his lips where, and yet he felt no urge to bite into her neck and taste the warmth of that blood pulsing through her.. it was so confusing he got the slight urges when being close to other human females.. but their was nothing that made him want to bite her even though Momo probably was rather tasty.. well thats what others would think anyhow.A sigh escaped him as Seth sat up now knowing it was class time, slowly he walked out of his area and towards the gates before noticing Momo barking orders around.. it was quite surprising and what was something he noticed instantly was her hair was down.. in fact he preferred it like that.. yet would not make such a remark, he walked past and decided to at least say something watching the females that had ignored Momo's commands for now go all dreamy eyes, as if honored that he was speaking to them. "I am sure you can deal with them now that they got what they wanted Momo.." He spoke quietly before walking away sliding into his general group some of them looking at him a little oddly yet he did not mind. Momo chuckled and nodded to Seth as he began walking away. "Thanks!" she called out after him and then went back to barking orders at the girls. Feeling intimidated now that their idol had taken the side of the gaurdian, the girls all squeeled and ran away from Momo as she chased them down. "That's right! You better run!" she shouted as the girls ran into the building that housed the Day Class students.Giving a sigh of relief as the girls disappeared into the building, Momo brushed her hair back and made her way towards the school grounds. Her mind traveled back to Seth almost against her will she couldn't seem to keep her mind off of him ever since the night before. Since she'd felt the cool touch of his lips against her own. It was forbidden to feel this way, she knew that better than anyone, especially after last night. One of the Night Class vampires had been suspended for turning Ashley, who had been previously from the Day Class. But she couldn't get Seth off of her mind, regardless.She stepped into the 1st floor hall of the school building and came face to face with one of the night class students. He was tall, 6 foot at least, with long silver hair and blood red eyes the red eyes were a clue in to the fact that the vampire hadn't fed in awhile or taken a blood tablet to surpress his hunger. Her hand fell to the weapon strapped to her thigh as she spoke, "You need to be in class.""...I don't see what he interests him about you..." he said, stepping closer to her, ending up pressing her against the wall. He grinned and flashed his fangs. "I'm intent on finding out why though. Perhaps it's in your blood..." and then the vampire leaned in close to her neck even as she struggled, but even the guardian was no match for a vampire's strength. Slowly Seth continued on his way towards the class when he heard the thoughts of one of the other students of the school, it seemed some where rebelling and trying to ruin everything.. not taking the alternative methods of suppressing the hunger and yet the comment that he heard almost frightened him a little as it concerned her.. Momo, and someone knew what had happened between the two of them..' I don't get what that pure blood ever saw in that human.. that made him want to break the rules like that.. Never thought he would be one to go forbidden like us.. but i will find out.. i can almost taste her blood in my mouth now.. maybe that's what he likes about her.. her scent, her taste.. that's why he kissed her.., Something about the manner that it was heard made him turn completely and stop in his tracks his friends looking at him oddly but he signaled for them to continue, and seriously.. if the pureblood said anything.. they followed it so they shuffled off starting a discussion about what could be up.The rogue vampire as such.. his scent was clear now, yet he could not work out who it was. They had not fed for a while.. and they were hungry, yet he knew if something was not done.. Momo would be there snack.. judging just by the scent this was a strong half bred.. driven by blood lust, and obviously had something against him as a purebred.. hence why they would target Momo. It seemed Seth had someone watching him without knowing.. that alone would take quite some strength to avoid suspicion. Quickly now he started to dart after that scent that was getting stronger.. it seemed the host of such a smell had stopped moving, yet .. wait..That.. that other smell.. I must quickly stop this..Once noticing that Momo seemed to have a slight distress in her scent he quickly made a move for the first floor seeing a vampire he had seen before.. trying to take a bite...He was pretty sure that this individual was called James, which had never been one to follow rules.. probably why he was so strong in the first place.. and as a person he was reasonably large, taller then Seth.. and well stronger looking but that was probably not the case. Quickly Seth grabbed the vampire harshly speaking into the creeps ear "I would not do that if i were you... the last person who tried to bite her,.. i killed.. are you sure you want to risk your life.. James.." Momo almost wanted to cry with relief as Seth pulled the other male vampire off of her that fear had come rushing back and she'd been unbelievably scared pinned by a vampire like that. She glared at James, pulling her anti vampire weapon from her thigh belt to aim it as him. "You're knowingly disobeying the rules set forth by my father, Chairman Cross."James smacked Seth's hands off of him and jumped back, snarling at the both of them. "The rules, huh?" James scoffed. "Like you should talk you stuck up bitch!" He then turned his head to peer at Seth. "And you...she should be pointing that weapon at you. You both are hypocrites!" He then, knowing they were seething at his words, darted with his vampire speed to swing his hand at Momo's throat. It locked around her slim neck and he pulled her to his chest, her front facing Seth. "If you love this human so much," he spat out the word human, "you'd best be prepared to take me out. I'm determined to taste her. She's undeniable."Momo cried out as she was pulled to the vampire's chest, her hands dropping her weapon to claw at the hand around her throat. He'd lifted her enough off the ground that she felt like she was choking. Tears were building in her eyes, though she refused to cry in front of Seth, but that fear, that fear she couldn't control, was coming back. Momo couldn't stand vampires, the fear was too great and she was shaking visibly as James taunted the only vampire she felt safe with, Seth. Such a feisty vampire in nature.. definitely one of the kind he would call a monster and a disgrace.. in fact Seth knew he would say such words to him.. James spoke with such confidence in himself, and he knew this was past the stage where he would have to do something. And yet he felt the strength to be able to kill again.. as long as it would save Momo, a few words were well picked by this evil in front of him, yet he had no right to call her a hypocrite.. she was not the one who broke the rules, but instead Seth had sort of forced it upon her.. and now watching at what this vampire was doing, well.. Seth's eyes started to darken and a low growl escaped him as he saw her lifted up from the ground by her neck.That same fear he had seen before, and yet James was mainly just trying to get a reaction, taunting the purebred to do something.. to prove himself. Obviously he was not one to believe they were superior.. and probably thought Seth was weak for giving up the urges.. to be along side what James would call a pathetic race.. even just the way the word human showed his distaste for their kind. "Your no better then that one i killed.. a waste of our kind.. you might be superior to humans.. but i think your just a monster.. a true vampire.. would never do what your doing.." his voice was still in a growl his eyes fully darkened to a deep red, he was mad alright.. and quickly he made a move, his hand gripping down hard on the vampires, aiming his fingers in specific spots so that it would force his hand to spring open, which would only give him a moment to react .. but that was all he needed.Seth moved hastily after watching her throat forcefully let go before slamming himself into this vampire that he almost felt deserved not to be one of their kind. Already he had started to claw into him when he felt for a moment a slight overpowered feeling coming against him before he felt the cold hard wall against his back the vampires full strength in his arm pressing hard against Seth's throat before he watched as James grabbed the weapon from the floor. It was obvious what his intentions where and yet not much could be done. A slight fear actually slid across his face yet James had given him enough time to react.. and with it his foot came up and separated the two sending the other vampire flying backwards before he looked down at Momo "are you okay.. I will not let this freak.. get to taste you.. please just try ..." it was all he got to say as he felt James attack him, a huge gash showing across Seth's face and a grown escaped him again as he retaliated his fingers clawing at James, like daggers of hatred as he managed to grip the vampires throat tightly quenching it "I should kill you right now.. .. like my impulses say.. I should rip you apart.. until your nothing.. " James had been forced to let go of Momo's neck, and she felt to the ground, coughing as the two vampires tumbled about the hallway. Her throat hurt so badly vampire strength still amazed her. He'd barely been holding her, but if his grip had been a fraction tighter, he most likely would have snapped her neck like a twig. James got the shock of his life as Seth attacked when the manicial vampire had picked up her anti vampire weapon, he'd sealed his fate. Any vampire who dared to touch her companion, was cursed to die.Momo, now frightened for Seth, grabbed up her weapon and pushed Seth off of James she knew she wasn't strong, but he wouldn't expect it from her. As Seth moved, she slammed her knee into James' chest and touched the barrel of the gun to his forehead. Genuine fear began to show in the rogue's eyes. "You best cease and desist at once," Momo snapped, managing to hide the fear she felt. When James shot out his arm and scratched his claws across her cheek, Momo cried out in pain and squeezed her finger on the trigger.Instantly, the vampire was dead. There was no recovering from having your head shot with an anti vampire gun. Momo fell back from the recoil, blood dripping from her face from the claw marks her had raked into her cheek she knew Seth could have killed James, but that meant punishment. She didn't want him to get into trouble and, as long as the threat was massive, the gaurdian was allowed to retalliate without fear of retribution."Are you okay, Sempai?" she asked, pushing herself up to move towards him. Seth had been prepared to kill knowing of the consequences that would have followed which would have meant he would probably not be allowed to stay at this school. Momo meant more to him then that obviously as the pureblood had actually endangered himself in return for saving her life of which she was only human or as the others would deem a mere mortal in comparison to his superiority. He had not for one moment even considered that Momo was going to stop him and it was out of surprise that he actually moved to the side from the push rather then the effort that was put into it from her.What came next was just as much a shock yet it made sense why she had the weapon, it was for protection which if she took the halfbred's life Seth would not have any punishment and because it was self defense ok her behalf he already knew that the chairman of the school would not punish for such a reason when her life was actually in possible jeoprady. His eyes started to soften in color their gaze not so daunting and full of hate as they looked over James once more before they diverted to Momo."you did not have to do that I hope you realize, but I guess it is good to see that you don't need me to make sure nasty foul monsters like James are no longer a problem to others" he fell slightly quite as he stood up. Already the wounds that had been inflicted were healing rapidly but the same would not be for her " are you okay is the more important question... " The moment Seth approached to ask if she was okay, Momo began shaking and she dropped her companion on the floor. Not caring at that instance if they got into trouble, she let herself fall against the purebred vampire, hands clutching at the white material of his uniform blazer. After a few moments of awkward silence and just her trembling, he would be able to hear that she was trying her best to hold back the urge to cry, though it wasn't working very well. She had never taken a life, even of a vampire the whole experience was a nightmare to her but she was sure she would do it all over in a single heartbeat if it meant Seth sempai wouldn't be forced to leave."I i can't take care of them myself..." she whimpered. "...I i was so scared...so scared...I could only do it b because I didn't want to to be punished and have to l leave." And it was true, otherwise she probably would've ended up letting James bite her because after the way he'd come at them, she knew death was the only thing that was going to stop him. Momo lifted hr head, rubbing the defiant tears from her eyes and cheeks, then hissed in pain as she rubbed the deep gashes across her one cheek. She had almost forgotten the wounds existance, but now it was beginning to throb painfully. "Sorry sempai..." she wasn't sure what she was apologizing for, really. Seth had asked that question in particular because he was concerned for her, he knew it was going to be tough on Momo because for most humans it was extremely hard to not kill something and feel something afterwards. Seth caught her as she fell towards him. It meant nothing to him if someone saw this interaction between the two at the moment. He only held her lightly as she stood their shaking and he knew all he could do was offer comfort. She was so close to crying and yet she seemed to be trying to hold off the inevitable. He stayed quite not knoing what to say at this moment. It had been a while since he felt human emotions other then possible love and rage. That was the only feelings he knew of and even then those two were enough to confuse him. The silence felt like it was going to last for hours but he heard her start to speak her emotions present in her voice as she starts.He remained quite just listening to her still holding lightly for support, and just looked at her as she tried to keep herself under control rediscovering the slash James had made, yet what came next slightly confused him " don't be sorry,... You were brave for what you did, and... He was quite for a little longer before speaking again. "you won't need to ever have to do something like that again, I promise Momo" lightly he then kissed her cheek without the wound. "we should get that wound treated, ... I will stay with you for as long as you want me to" Momo blinked and then touched her, still slightly bleeding, cheek. In the heat of her slight breakdown, she had forgotten that she had been wounded by the rogue vampire. "Oh..." she smiled a little absent mindedly. "I had actually forgotten I'd been wounded..." She rubbed the back of her head, embarassed. She didn't want to let him go yet, she was too frightened to face the Night Class now that she had killed one of them. "One second, Sempai..." Momo stepped away and pulled her cell phone from the breast pocket of her uniform blazer.She dialed a number and then, she began speaking. "Father, one of the Night Class students went rogue and attacked me. Yeah, his name was James Vandalic Orion. Mhm. I had no choice but to put him down." There was silence for a moment. "Understood. I will take care of it." Then she flipped her cell shut and put it away before she turned back to Seth, still a little visibly shaken. "Chairman Cross says we should burn the body and dispose of the ashes. My minimal wounds will have to wait."Momo stepped back up to him and she hesitantly touched his hand with the tips of her slim fingers. Her eyes looked up at him, wide and innocent, but in no way naive to the situation. "Will you stay with me...sempai?" she asked it quietly. Seth could not help but smile lightly as she just realized she was wounded the slight embarrassment showing across her face, he could tell she was not to eager to let go of him yet, but he had no quarrel with hanging around for a little while even if he it was just to help Momo feel better, he had unfortunately had to dispose of Vampires before.. and knew how the next procedures would go. He watched as she called up obviously Chairman Cross and surprisingly still refered to him as father.. which well the pureblood guessed it was a term the Chairman had earnt considering what he had done.. by taking her in.He knew exactly what was going to be said as the answer, it was always the way to get rid of their kind.. yet Seth was willing to help considering what James had done.. the less he had to see of him the better and so he was willing to help rid of what was left, as quickly as possible. ??I planned to for a little while longer at least.. I figured you might want some help burning up the body.. and then after, I am sure I can help you deal with that gash.. deal? ? He could not help but slide his fingers to interlock with hers lightly now as he moved a touch closer ??Lets get this started.. ? He spat at the vampires feet as a sign of disrespect for the monster that James was before pulling out a lighter, luckily it was easy to burn their kind.. once they were dead though.. Despite the seriousness of their situation at this point, Momo couldn't stop the blush that spread across her cheeks as Seth took her slim finger inbetween his own. She nodded and watched as the purebred vampire that she admired, lit the pant leg of the dead rogue half breed. It was almost like she blinked and he was gone vampires were easily suseptible to the almighty flame once given into the cold embrace of true death. Soon there were nothing but ash left of James and, despite that he had brought this upon himself, Momo couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret that things had turned out this way. Death was never the answer, in her opinion, but if she hadn't killed him, she was sure he would have went on to feast upon the unsuspecting female Day Class students. She had done the right thing.Momo had to let go of his hand, regretfully, to collect the ashes in a plastic baggy she would now be required to take the ashes back to Chairman Cross when her shift of the night came to a close. She sealed the baggy shut and returned her anti vampire weapon to the holster hidden beneath the hem of her uniform skirt. Turning back to Seth, she lowered her eyes and tucked auburn strands of hair back behind a small ear. "I am very sorry for the trouble I've caused you tonight, sempai." It was partially a shame that Momo had to experience such a thing, which was why he was offering comfort to her because of what happened. Fire was always the answer for the removal, but it was never nice having to kill your own kind like that because they went rogue and could not follow the alternative methods provided. They had no need for real blood anymore, Seth was used to only occasionally having blood tablets when it had been almost a day. That ??s how long his cravings would take to get to him, and even then.. never did it want to try and bite someone else, he just always never found a reason, sure the pureblood remembered true blood and the taste.But humans went through too much when a vampire would actually bite.He watched now as Momo had to collect the ashes of which Cross would want them.. at least when news of the rogue vampire gets out.. at least it would put fear into a few of the vampires who liked to go rogue sometimes. It would be announced that out of self defense a student killed a half bred rogue when they tried to bite the.. well that was the pretty general story anyhow. Seth slowly shook his head at her ??You caused no trouble ? it was all James ? ? He lightly traced the wound on her face before gently kissing her unhurt side. He figured she needed a bit of something that pick her up from what happened and hopefully that would do it. ??Don ??t blame yourself.. please.. you did the right thing Momo.. as did I ? It did help the young woman feel a bit better about the situation, though she couldn't be entirely sure as to why except for maybe that it was Seth saying these words to her. "You shouldn't have to rescue me, Seth." Momo said, raising her eyes to meet his own. "I'm a gaurdian. I'm supposed to stand tall to protect the students, but I freeze in fear when I come face to face with a vampire." She gave a mortified laugh. "I was no more than a girl when you saved me, but even now, as a young woman, you had to save me...again."She shook her head. "This fear I have disgusts me. I want to be stronger. I want to be able to stand by you, not behind you." Momo hadn't realized that she admitted that fact, at least not for a few moments. When she did, she grew bright red in the cheeks and became obviously flustered. "I...I um, that...that sounded...oh no..." she ducked her head down to hide her flushed face. "I'm sorry if I have over stepped...I know vampires don't normally consort with humans unless to feed...I wasn't hinting at anything...oh god..." she blushed even more and groaned. "...I'm going to shut up now...I'm only making it worse.." She covered her face with a hand, mortified. The vampire knew what she was getting at when she started to state an opinion on what he had said, expected considering for one she was a human and a girl on top of that. "That might be the case, but the past does sometimes shape who we are.. but still, you will encounter something that will make you step up.. and show that you have no fear.." It was rare to hear a human speak about how a fear disgusts them but it seemed Momo really was sick of being scared of vampires.. but he could not blame her, after all the majority were monsters or had the capability to become one.. well except Seth being pure bred he got to make his choice.His eyes seemed to gaze at her for a moment as he heard what she just said, any second now she would realize.. any... and then the blush struck her face of which she tried to then fix up the comment yet was just making the situation worse for herself. A soft laugh escaped his lips "Hmm not hinting at anything..? whats with this strong blush.. and the whole shutting up business.. that and you forget us vampires can read your minds.." He lightly poked her cheek before speaking lightly "Don't forget.. I did kiss you last night not the other way around.." When Seth added his last comment, Momo's face ended up another light shade of red. He was right, hehadkissed her the night before, but that didn't stop her from feeling shy and embarassed about it. And the curiousity was stiring up again now that the night's fear and anxiety were beginning to fade. "While it's being mentioned..." she started, looking at him closely, still blushing. "...why did you kiss me, Seth sempai?..." It was against the rules for vampires to consort with the human students attending the school. However, even if it wasn't...for a purebred to show interest in a human, was unheard of. At least to her. She didn't see Seth using her, treating her like a commidity, but what else did he want with her? As much as she wanted him toseeher like she saw him, the very idea itself frightened her. Even though he was the one vampire who didn't frighten her, he was still a vampire. She wasn't sure she could ever get past that...but she knew she would never be able to pull away from him, regardless of what he was. In the end, both of them were just people. "I'm just curious..." she whispered again, lowering her eyes, anxious of what he would say in response to her question of why he had kissed her. An answer did not come straight to mind as he heard her now ask the question he had expected after making such a comment. Already a slight confusion had struck as to why. Most of the day the purebred had actually thought of the possible reasons yet most of them made sense, and later were proven false the more he thought about it. The blush was still on her face ever since the comment.. then again it was not uncommon for females to get shy around him, even some of the female vampires.. would admit to such a thing. Humans and vampires had been heard of before in relationships... but they all involved half bred and humans that generally would be turned.. were as a purebred usually would find a half bred vampire.. in hope to create another purebred.. after all, they only aged to the age of roughly eighteen then stopped.. only at their most developed stage would the process of never ending life kick in. Hearing her speak again broke him from his silence a response starting to form. "The reason behind it... well it has been keeping me thinking all day, I searched and searched.. for the true reason.. and at first nothing seemed to make sense until.. well I realized.. I might be a vampire.. but one thing does exist... that others don't seem to have.." A pause left him now as he looked at her before continuing "Momo.. I have feelings I was certain could not exist for a vampire.. that was why they confused me.. I have heard of lust.. of hate.. the two most common emotions for a vampire.. and humans might i add.." A soft chuckle escaped him before his voice returned to the tone it was ".. Something about you.. wants me to stay around.. and well.. even though i broke the rules that night.. and caused an endangerment of your life this night.. I.. I think i kissed you.. because of a possible love, that I am developing for you Momo.." It didn't process completely, what he said. It didn't register. She was silent for a good number of moments, before suddenly her eyes widened. Did he just... had he really... had she actually heard him correctly? No... there was no way in hell she had heard him correctly. But, as she looked at the serious look on his face, she knew she had heard him right and that he wasn't messing with her. "I..." Momo couldn't think of anything to say, the shock still evident in her eyes. "I...um..." Never had she felt such an overpowering sense of speechlessness. She began to fidget a little doing things like brushing the hair from her eyes, biting her lip, and whatnot. She couldn't think of anything to say! Her cheeks were red again, her eyes on the ground for the longest time.She had always admired this man, her sempai, possibly even loved him, but never in her wildest dreams had she him confessing to her was a possibility. They had known each other for years, but he was a vampire and she was a human. A human with a past she couldn't even remember. She was not a good match for this man she admired so much, it was against the rules, even. "Sempai...I...I don't know what to say..." she finally mumured, embarassed. After saying what was on his mind, it seemed the female knew not what to say in return other then just staying silent as her mind seemed to be actually wondering if he had actually said what had been heard which after a while seemed to be in realization from the change of expression on her face as he continued to just stand their not speaking now after all that. Seth noticed as Momo now started to try and speak, which did not seem to work well at all. She almost seemed nervous as he watched her fidget her cheeks glowing with a blush. Her silence and actions were at least giving him somewhat a reaction back and although he could if he tried to,, read her mind that is he decided not to knowing Momo would gather her words back after the shock had worn off a little.Lightly his hand came up to her lips as finally she managed to speak, yet it was not telling him anything "Silence can sometimes be the best answer.. but speak your feelings, regardless of me being a fullblood, .. or you being a human..I need to know Momo.." Now he fell quite his finger moving away from her lips as if giving permission for her to start speaking again now that a question had been given for her to answer to him. He was touching her again, she noticed, the soft blush seeming to permantly tint her pale cheeks a light red. When he dropped his hand, she lowered her eyes and thoughtfully chewed her lip Seth wanted to know how she felt about him, despite the fact that he and she were too entirely different to ever make it work fast anything other than a mutual companionship. Momo tugged on a piece of her hair and then tucked it behind her ear as she turned away from him, unable to say what she wanted to say to his face. It was going to be the most embarassing thing to admit never in her life had Momo made anything closely resembling a love confession."Sempai...I..." she took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "...I know you're a vampire, a pure bred, royalty among your people...despite that...ever since that day, the very first day I can remember, the day you saved me...I haven't stopped thinking about you, allbeit love, admiration, gratefulness...I never knew what it was for sure..." she was looking down at her feet now, her back still to him. "I always found myself waiting for the days you visited my father when he had talked to you about opening the school, just so that I could catch a glimpse of you. And when father appointed me as the guardian of the Night Class...I was happy, because it meant I would be able to see you every afternoon...maybe even talk to you...this here, you being with me, even just talking, is like a dream to me." Seth watched now as Momo turned away from him, for some reason she could not say what she wanted to his face, which considering who Seth was in relation to other vampires it made sense. He could hear her steady slow breaths that left her as he then heard her voice start to speak. Not long after more words seemed to leave her as she started to speak how she felt. Just upon mentioning the event, Seth remembered it clearly. How the level E went to try and get a feed, a human turned by a purebred that never got its feed of the purebreds blood, a common thing of humans that were turned into vampires.... how Momo froze up not knowing what to do, and swiftly how he moved taking out the beast. Her memories previous to that the pureblood had hidden away trying to protect her, something he would never stop trying to do. She meant to much to him and well, Seth was willing to speak that out as the truth. Even though his mind had started to recall events he heard every word that had been said so far, Until hearing her stop.His hands went lightly onto Momo's shoulders before he slowly turned her around before placing his arms around her lightly holding her. "Momo.. this will not be a dream any longer for you.. that I can guarantee you,.. I want you to be close at all times.. so I can protect you.. The noble vampires of the night class might not understand this.. or the reason why, but you mean a lot to me..." He fell silent not wanting to admit the fact that without her, he felt slightly empty.. even lonely one could say. His arms continued to lightly hold her "From now on, I want you to visit the night dorm,.. I have a few things I would like to discuss.. But I should head back, the nobles will start to wonder were I am.. they worry to much, come with if you want,.." Momo didn't know what to feel or what to say as Seth wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She desperately wanted to return the embrace and wrap her arms around him, but she did not, instead clenching her fists at her side to restrain herself. Her body leaned forward into his arms and she listened closely to what he had to say. The words were similiar to the ones she had heard in her dreams before, but she could barely believe it, even as each word hit her ears. She nodded silently, unsure of what to say in response. This whole night had been crazy dealing with the fanatic day students, the Level E James, and now, hearing her beloved Sempai saying what he was to her. She almost wanted to believe she was still in bed, this day was that warped."Yes...I know how the Nobles can be," she said in response, "however, I do not believe I will be welcomed among the students of the Moon Dorm, even as your guest, Sempai." The guardians weren't highly regarded when it came to their roles of opposition regarding the vampires and their place among the students at the academy and Momo knew this. Seth heard what else she had to say, before lightly placing a finger to her lips. "You forget that they follow any command I give them Momo,.. I simply just have to tell them you mean something to me,.. they won't understand but they have no choice but to accept it.." A slight confidence was showing in the purebloods voice as these words were spoken, after all the nobles looked up to him, out of respect.. fear and friendship, all three existed.. and yet there times would come where he would be able to fully trust some of them, to know if they truly were on his side or not.. as some, well it was just to hard to know with vampires.. none of the nobles would turn into level E's but that did not mean they could not betray him."Please.. just come by later.. just a little before the night classes start, I will make sure to not keep you for to long though,.. so you can continue your guardian duties, after all.. you know how the day students can get over us vampires.. they might not know the truth but they adore us all the same." A soft blush spread across her cheeks as he pressed his finger to her lips. She nodded gently, lowering her eyes almost meekly. "This is true, but there's more to it than just respect, I hope you know. You have friends among the others, Sempai." She said and then nodded again. "If it is your wish, I will come by the dormitory later this night." It made her extremely nervous, the thought of being among so many vampires. It made her want to curl up into a ball and sit in the corner, but she could do it for Seth, if that is what he wished of her. "First, though, I need to get my wound treated, to check in with father, and make sure I've done all my gaurdian duties. Is that okay?" She asked him softly, surpressing the urge to move closer to him. He was the only vampire who did nto frighten her, for some reason. Probably because she knew he would not fall to Level E and he had protected her so many times already, even at the cost of his own life. Although he was fine with that a small sigh left the pureblood before he slid his arms around her again lowering himself a little so he could put his lips near her ear whispering into it "That is fine with me Momo, as long as you promise to visit.." he then just continued to hold her for a little before slowly letting go. Seth knew he had spent long enough for now with her, that he was reasonably happy with how long he had gotten to see her, but Momo probably did not understand his feelings he actually had. His arms were still faintly around her before finally fully letting go. "Alright then, I am going to go warn the nobles.. that if any of them act up while your there later, that I will have to punish them for that.. I am pretty sure they will listen to me, after all.. we both know i am the dorm president of the night class,.. and the pureblood part helps a lot as well.." Slowly he started to walk away his red eyes looking at Momo. Before he completely turned and left for his home on this academy Seth wrapped her in his strong arms and she blushed brightly, shivering as his breath fell against her small ear. The words fell into her mind after a moment and she nodded gently, just resting in his embrace. Her head rested against his shoulder and she reveled in the ability to just be able to be with him like this. After a moment, he pulled away, she was almost disappointed. "Alright...I will be by later tonight then," she said as he turned to walk away, her eyes watching him until he was gone from her view.She pulled her phone from her pocket again and called the chairman, updating him on her status, before then making her way up to the infirmary to take care of the gash on her cheek. She swabbed it down with some anti septic, before placing a bandage patch across the wound. She then sat on the stool and sighed, taking a moment to rest.Glancing at the clock, she knew she had better get on top of her duties or she wouldn't be able to make it to the Moon Dorm before morning she wasn't entirely sure that purebloods had to seek rest during the daylight hours like the others, but she didn't want to risk it since she had promised Seth that she would make it tonight.Around 3 am, she made her way out of the school's main building and began walking towards the vampires dorms. The wind was mellow, only lightly shifting the strands of her hair she left it down, remembering that she had caught Seth looking at it more than once this night. If he liked it down and free, flowing against her slim, pale neck, then she wanted it that way. Seth's opinion mattered to her greatly, because she admired him so much. Her feet stopped and she found herself looking up at the door of the Moon dorm she was beginning to grow nervous again at the thought of being around the vampires.I'm scared... Part of Seth did not want to let go when he actually did, but thing was he could not just hang around forever holding onto her.. not yet at least. After all, Momo had her own duties to look after as well so he could not hold up both of them but instead slowly walked away from her knowing her eyes never left him until he was out of sight. A few of the day students noticed him a few slightly surprised looks showing, but he just simply continued to walk before making it to the area of the night class, the haven of the vampires or so he called it at least. It was nice to be around people that would follow any command given but now it was going to be interesting to see if they would do as he asked now.Seth entered before telling the nobles to organize a meeting in half an hour downstairs,.. sure enough they rushed to do such a thing of which now he prepared slightly what to say before just realizing for now, he would just say she was special to him.. and that he wanted her around.. which meant anyone even think about biting her, that was not him.. well they would feel his wrath and the power of his pureblood's ancestry. Seeing the people starting to gather he headed down and announced himself almost everyone bowing at him a little."I have a request to make.. and it means a lot to me, so please.. don't ask why just do.. From now on I will be allowing one of the day students to be coming here.. well actually one of the guardians of this school... Momo, you all know her.. Cross's daughter.. well she means quite a bit to me,.. and I want her around.. So you have to give her special treatment.. even consider feeding of her and I find out,.. well unless you want to feel the wrath of the power I can control,.. I highly don't suggest it"The only reason he had not used his power earlier today, was because it would have possibly scared Momo that with just a slight concentration, he could simply destroy a life... Explode them into billions of tiny pieces beyond repair. It did not take long for everyone to agree although Seth noticed a few grumbling nobles who wanted to know why but respected Seth and so left it at that and walked off, now he just sat and laid across a couch... waiting, he did not mind how long he would be here for.. as long as Momo came. The door seemed to creak and he smelt her scent, which slowly he got up and out of the couch he was in and walked to the top of the stairs seeing one of the nobles starting to lead her up to him. "Good you decided to show.. come this way if you feel uncomfortable.. Thanks Joseph..I can handle things now.." The door to the dormitory opened and Momo found herself looking at one of the nobles she knew to be named as Joseph. "Ah...I'm here per Seth sempai's request," she murmured quietly, her hands clasped to keep from shaking. The vampire nodded and led her inside. It wasn't for a few moments but then she saw Seth and was almost instantly relieved. Joseph excused himself now that he had led his charge to the pureblood. Momo came forward shyly, tucking her stray strands of auburn hair behind her ear."I'm...glad I came, too." She murmured, raising her blue hues to peer at the vampire, the only one, who didn't frighten her. It didn't take much for vampires to frighten her. A simple look or being in the same room as one made her hands shake. Now that she was with Seth though, her hands ceased to stop shaking. "What...did you want to talk about, sempai? Were the others okay with my being here tonight?" she questioned almost meekly, not wanting to cause friction among the dorm. Although she said such words, the way they were said showed a slight fear.. not about him though, Seth knew Momo trusted him unlike other vampires and it was all because of that event that occurred. "I have known for a while how you actually thought about me.. and well, I just have a few questions.., and well here they go.." The vampire paused gazing at her for a moment before slowly putting his arms around her and walking her to a place to sit down. "And the others.. they accepted it because I told them to.. so thats fine.."His embrace was only gentle now as the two were sitting down. "Well, I want you to be by myside more often.. as who knows if their is another level E lurking around,.. and the scent of your blood to most is rather irresistable.. but that leads to the other question.. are you ready to be come a vampire.. I love you and .. want you with me, and you will not out age me.. if were both the same species.." Momo's eyes widened as she looked up to Seth. "Vampire?..." she murmured the word, fear crawling into her gut again, causing it to clench painfully. She wanted to be with her sempai now more than ever, since he'd just said the words she had dreamed he would say to her. "I...I want to be with you, Seth...I love you..." she said, eyes locking with his. "...even if it means being a vampire. If I am with you, I think I would be ok." A soft smile tinged her lips and she laid her head on his chest beside her hand, just laying there for a moment as the fear rolled around inside of her. She didn't fear Seth, she didn't. So it would be okay if he was the one to bite her, in a way she almost wanted it, which in a way, that frightened her as well. He would protect her, and teach her, and keep her from all the evils in the world, or he would die trying, she knew. She would do the same for him if she could. Seth wondered if Momo was ready for such a thing, and knew at least what was most likely going to happen next would attract the attention of all the vampires in the night class, but he had partially warned them that this was his intention.. as she meant to much to him for her to continue being human. He lightly continued to hold her before lightly moving her head slightly. "This will only take a moment.. just lean your head to the side a little.." Lightly he then lent his head closer to her neck before placing his fangs into her lightly starting to drink her blood the taste rather delicious.. just as he had expected. He continued to drink a little more, not having drunk real blood for a while before slowly pulling his fangs out of her and then licking her neck where he had bitten watching as the effects started to show as he looked at Momo. He bit his lip now before placing his lips lightly on hers kissing her slightly his tongue sliding into her mouth slowly taking some of his blood with it, This would make sure she was to become no level E,.. and make her his. Momo tried not to tremble as Seth leaned into her, the prick of his fangs causing her to shiver. She was afraid, but at the same time, she wanted to moan from the feel of it. Never would she be able to express how it felt to have Seth drinking her blood. Her small hands clung to his shoulders and her head fell back as he fed she knew his bite would change her and she was frightened of what she would become...a vampire, but this meant that she could be with Seth, as more than just a classmate, friend, or guardian. So, it was okay. She felt him pull his fangs from her and before she could say anything, he was kissing her. Fingers curled into the material of his uniform top and she gasped, kissing him back, her tongue tentively touching across his own. There was a...faint coppery taste to his kiss, and she realized he must be giving her his blood. It was the only way to make sure she did not go insane from blood lust and fall to level E. His tongue lightly began to dance with hers just a little now, knowing that Momo would be able to taste his blood faintly, but he had seen people turn into level E's before.. when the pureblood had not allowed the person they had bitten to drink some of their blood and it was not something he had planned to let Momo experience.. . His arms slid around holding her lightly now as the kiss continued his eyes slowly closing as their tongues continued to dance before slowly he broke the kiss and spoke "It has been done.." his voice was only rather quite before he spoke again, " You now can be by my side as much as you want.. but you must promise me you will not return to the day class.." He lightly moved his lips to her neck again this time just lightly suckling on a spot that he had not bitten before moving his neck to the side a little "Have a true taste of my blood.. after all, you will need it for the transformation you will feel.." Momo shivered as the kiss continued, a faint sound similiar to a moan falling from her into the deep meeting of their lips and tongue. It was a moment later that he broke the kiss and asked her not to return to the Day Class she couldn't now, she knew. She was of the Night Class now, her blood mingling with his to transform her into something other than human. She nodded and bit her lip as he paid attention to her sensitive neck, before leaning back and offering his own. She stared silently for a moment, a hunger beginning to throb in her gut, but not just any hunger it was a hunger for him and only him. The scent of him so intoxicating now that her senses were all the more heightened. She leaned her head in and drew her tongue across his neck, feeling the beating of his heart, its call much like that of a siren. Fangs would then bury themselves in his neck as she began to gently feed from him, the addicting, amazing taste of him causing her to moan. This was what everything finally lead to, and finally Seth's wishes were coming true, he had been given the chance to make her a fully fledged vampire, to taste the delicious blood of hers and now to feel her start to drink his blood a light groan leaving him as she started to drink it. Considering she was being rather gentle but the smell of his blood would have probably alerted the others but they knew his full intentions the whole time, so it would probably come of no surprise. His hand lightly held the back of her hair just gently holding her close as Momo had her first drink of blood, but he already knew she only had a hunger for him.. and that she was probably already feeling slightly addicted to the taste of his pureblood.. well blood. Seth let her continue for a little while allowing her to drink a rather decent amount before lightly pulling her away and putting his lips against hers lightly tasting his blood on her fangs as he licked over them before his tongue slid around hers. To himself, well he was not entirely tasty but to others he already knew his blood would be like a treat.. that they had wanted for ages. Her lips worked with gentle manipulation against his neck as she drank from him, moaning contently as his hand slid into her silky hair to hold her there. As he pulled her away from his neck she let out a pleasurable sigh, her lips returning his kiss. She could taste his blood still on her tongue and teeth, it somehow making the kiss all the more pleasurable. Is this what it was like to be a vampire? She didn't think that is what it was. It had to be because it was Seth, after all it was only his scent she could smell, the only one who's heartbeat called to her she could now hear the heartbeats in the dormitory, some now anxious that the scent of Seth's blood was on the air.Her tongue danced with his, sliding across his own fangs as they kissed such an overwhelming attraction she felt, more so now that they shared a similar existence. Her hands slid into his hair, holding him to her gently, almost lovingly, as they connected together on this new level. The fear she felt, melting away in Seth's embrace. This had been the day that Seth had awaited for quite some time, to be with the one he had saved that day,.. seeing how she changed with the years his want for her growing more so.. At first everything was a lot more simple until things about pureblood, and the whole classes thing occurred with Cross academy, but really what Cross had enabled, was for Seth to be able to get a chance at making her his.. For ever, which was a long time. But any time without her was something that felt like time that was being wasted. Joseph at first went to rush towards the pure blood's room but could smell that it was that girls blood originally that had been drunk by the pure..So he is making that one.. one of us, She seemed so fearful of us vampires yet she let Seth turn her.. quite amazing.. Ashlyn after smelling the scents slightly sighed partially annoyed at the fact that he had chosen a human over her..She had made the signs obvious but he seemed never interested and their had been numerous times that she had offered her blood, but the pure blood vampire Seth.. seemed to only want one taste.. and sadly she knew that this was his choice.. that girl called Momo, she would not take some sort of revenge though.. she could not, it would hurt Seth if anything happened to her, and so Ashlyn knew that although she loved Seth also, her nobility was not anything he ever wanted.. which slightly hurt but was something she would get used to. She had been waiting for this day for almost as long as him at first, the night that Seth had rescued her, she had been afraid. Even more so when she had realized that he had the same thing the moster who'd attacked her had fangs. But she couldn't stay afraid of him for long, he had saved her, given her a new lease on her life. And when her 'father' had established the girl, inside, she was joyed. It meant that she could be around Seth and maybe even be with him. That had been how she felt when the school opened and as she was like this with him, she knew she had been right to stick by her feelings. Always she had been afraid that he would not return her feelings, but now she did not doubt that he did. He had given her a priceless gift his blood. Pureblood was of the highest and for him to share it with her was something of great importance. Seth just lightly held Momo close to him now, he had no hunger for blood at all now,.. his true want and ambition fulfilled before he broke the silence after slowly breaking their kiss. "I have awaited this day,.. were I would give you my blood and in return.. you would be by my side bound not only by the bond of me turning you and creating you into a true vampire.. but also for the love we share between us.. that is a bond that occurred on that night.. and although you might not remember, just before.." He decided not to say anymore, her past to shady that it was not worth going into "Before you even ask.. what matters now is that your here with me now, and I will not allow anything to separate that.." Lightly now he kissed her again, before looking into her eyes " Well.. whats it like becoming your worst fear..? sacrificing your human self to become a almost immortal life.." Momo laid quietly in his arms, absorbing his words, unsure how to accurately describe how she felt right now. She worried that maybe she would feel different about it once this moment passed, once she wasn't in Seth sempai's arms anymore. And it would come sooner or later because she had gaurdian duties to attend to at least every day. It would be hard to be away from Seth, being a new vampire and all. But she smiled anyway and rested her head upon his chest. "It doesn't feel as bad as I had imagined it..." she admitted softly. "...but the vampires I've come across and frun into are usually always after my blood." She closed her eyes and sighed. "I could never figure that out...why they always came after me. You'll protect me now, though. Won't you Seth Sempai?" She raised her head and opened her eyes to look up at him, a soft smile tinging her pretty lips. It was true that Seth was going to be protecting her as much as possible, keeping Momo as close to him as often as it was allowed knowing for a little while that chairman Cross would still make her continue her duties for a little. "I'll protect you.. that I can promise.." his eyes gazed into hers, before lightly he placed his lips against hers kissing them gently before slowly pulling away "Soon I will teach you more about being a vampire.. but after the transformation.. you must rest, otherwise issues might occur when you are given the power inside my blood that will then allow you to have your own power.." each true vampire had a power that they could control.. Seth's was dramatically strong because of his pure blood and since Momo had some of his pure blood within her, she would be able to defend herself if the time came.. that she would have to. But he would have to teach her to control it or she would be a danger to herself and others.. Momo nodded and returned the small, gentle kiss with one of her own. She began to think, wondering what her life was going to be like now that she could be with her sempai and not have to worry though that probably wasn't true. There were still going to be things they would have to deal with together, since probably a good majority of the night class disapproved of this union. Not to mention she still had her job of protecting the day class from the fallen vampires, the Level E ones that chose their bloodlust and hatred. And, of course, the ones who always seemed to want her blood she didn't understand it, but it was a reality she couldn't deny. Her blue eyes lifted to look up at him as she leaned her head back. "Should I return to father's?" She asked. "Or shall I be resting here?" She wasn't entirely sure if Cross would be okay with what had just occured, but she knew that he loved her like a daughter and all her wanted was for her to be happy. And, being with Seth made Momo happy, even with the obstacles they faced as a couple. Although he had turned her into a vampire partially for her own protection.. Momo would still sometimes have to deal with Level E's.. the reason was they would either try to attack students.. or well their had been cases of them attacking other vampires as well for their blood. And her blood.. well it would be even more irresistable now that it was mixed with Seth's. "I am sure he will understand if you stay here for a little longer.." his embrace around her lightly tightened as if saying he did not want her to go, so many times he had been alone at such a time.. when all he wanted was to be with the one he cared for. Seth then decided to slowly move the two of them. "Come.. let us lie down together,.. I will help you explain everything to Chairman Cross tomorrow..." slowly he moved before letting his arms slip from around her as he walked over to his bed sitting on it beckoning her over to his side. "We will worry about what others think tomorrow.. tonight, you shall rest.. by my side" Listening to him speak, she knew that he was right and that, she too, wanted to spend this night in Seth's arms. Too many nights, she had slept alone in fear of the level E's and what they wanted with her. Unable to escape her fate, she was doomed to have a blood that lured the vampires to her. Especially now that it was mixed with pureblood. Her eyes studied him thoughtfully for a moment as he patted the matress, motioning for her to come lie with him. Very softly, she blushed, but nodded, and came to the bedside. She crawled into the bed and looked to her sempai a little shyly, wondering if she should be close or remain on this side of the bed. She wasn't sure what he wanted and the very last thing she ever wanted to do was upset him. Seeing as she did not seem to know just how much she meant to him by coming to the bed.. just out of his reach Seth moved himself, so that he was directly next to Momo his arms slide around her before his lips lightly found hers before gently kissing them. "When i suggested you rest with me tonight.. I meant next to me.., It has been a while since you laid directly next to me.. just after showing you to Cross,.. you two managed to convince me to staying over for one night... and you moved yourself from your bed and crawled up to my side.. I won't forget that day.." It was odd remembering things that seemed a while ago, yet now.. things would change a little, she was a vampire which meant they would be together more often, something Seth had been wanting for about a year now,.. and before that he just cared for her but knew she was not old enough really, to show affection for.. without being judged. Momo blushed as she was pulled into his arms, snuggling her head against his chest. "I remember that night..." she said with a soft smile. She had been so estatic that sempai had been talked into staying the night with her and her father. She had adored him so much, even back then, it was bliss to be with him like this again, though clearly their relationship was much more intimate than it had been the last time they had laid together like this. She listened to his heart beat, almost in a blissful state that she could be here like this with him, that she wasn't dreaming. Her auburn hair fanned out like the sun behind her as she cuddled close, just relishing in the moment. "I'm glad I'm not dreaming, sempai," she murmured softly. It was good to hear that Momo remembered such a thing, a faint smile brought upon Seth's lips as he remembered how excited she was.. before the night ended anyhow. She had so much to tell, and just hung around him for the whole afternoon.. speaking, and saying this and that. But it was the end of the night that was the easiest to remember, a soft form next to him,.. the warmth of her body radiating against him. This time it was a little different.. but much or less the same really. "If you were dreaming would you feel this.." he then likely nipped on her neck without sinking his fangs in and then suckled on the nipped spot. In dreams it would never feel so real,.. and he had to just prove it to himself again, that he had not dozed of.. and that Momo was not just about to arrive at the night class's area now.. but Seth knew that was not the case and so the pure blood relaxed in comfort his arms still around her. She shivered as he lightly nipped and sucked at her neck, her teeth biting her own lip, the sensation he was giving her a pleasant one. Momo snuggled closer to him, returning the affections with her own, lightly nipping at the skin of his neck with her newly formed fangs. And she did something she had always wanted to do for as long as she could remember, probably since the first night she'd talked his ear off when he had stayed with her. She ran her fingers through his soft hair she had always imagined it to be as soft as silk and she wasn't disappointed as the strands sifted through her fingers. He was right, this feeling was too real for it to be a dream. And she didn't want to deny it, so instead she reveled in it, warming up to his embrace, resting in it. A soft sigh left Seth feeling her return the nip back to him, snuggling nice and close as he then felt her soft hand, sliding through his hair.. he had a feeling she had wanted to do that for a while.. after all Seth as a pure blood had almost perfect hair, silky smooth.. and flawless. It was never to long, never to short.. It felt nice to have the person he cared about, by his side rather then being lonely.. the only around are the people that choose to follow him out of friendship.. and out of the fact that he was almost considered a king to them.. He did not bother about a blanket with Momo so close, just keeping her close.. feeling the warmth the two of them were creating as Seth slowly let himself fall asleep saying a few last words before doing.. "I love you.. Momo" Seth was beginning to doze off, Momo could tell and she smiled softly, kissing the side of his neck one more time. Then she rested her head against his chest and yawned softly, thinking how perfect this really was. They had obstacles to overcome together, sure, but she didn't mind because she was with the man...the vampire, that she loved. Such irony it was her fear of vampires was well known, but she had never been afraid of Seth, even knowing he was one of the most powerful vampires, being a pureblood. His soft words made the young red head blush, her eyes closing as she smiled again. "I love you too sempai...seth." She whispered the words back, almost unbelieving that she could finally say them. It seemed to have been forever, this day she had been waiting for. Smiling, she began to fall asleep, safely secure in his embrace. An exception.. had always been what sort of person Seth was to almost any rules, generally it was said pure bloods were all about power.. and that they would find themselves a highly regarded noble as the one to love.. but that was not him, long ago he had decided on Momo, the day he had saved her.. and even a touch before. He knew of her history a little but it was not worth telling about, that and as a vampire now she would remember if she wanted. His eyes opened briefly just to look at his love as she laid her head on his chest noticing the blush on her face before he heard the response that he wanted to. That was it.. Seth then fell asleep with her within his arms, and the same thing could be said for her.. the day as one would say was rather short,.. as vampire's sleep generally did go like that. Slowly the next night.. with only a few hours of day left actually, he began to awaken still holding Momo, something that brought a smile to the pure blood's lips. Momo smiled as she dozed off, this her first official night or rather day of vampire sleep. It was different, it almost seemed shorter. That didn't matter to her though, as she got to spend that time in Seth's arms. When he awoke in the later hours of the day, Momo was still asleep, curled up in his arm and against his chest. Her blazer skirt had ridden up a bit, showing her now milky pale thighs, her hair spread out over the pillows of Seth's bed. It was an hour or two before Momo had to be up to escort the Night Class Students out of the dormitory to keep the Day Class females out of their hair even some males for the very attractive female students of the Night Class. She wasn't sure how it would work now that Seth wanted her to stop attending the Day Class. Seeing her among the Night Class Students was bound to cause jealousy, not just among the human students, but the female vampire students as well. She wasn't able to dwell on it just yet as she rested contently in his arms. Sleep for vampires compared to humans never seemed the same, it always felt short.. something which he had not told Momo only because she would realize herself.. although Seth had awoken before her, he had no intention to let go of her just relaxing still in the bed with her. It was not very often he managed to get to do such a thing,.. and soon he would organize for Cross to get whom he would still probably refer to as his daughter.. a night class outfit, which although this would cause jealousy to form. Seth the pure blood still was glad that he had made the choice to turn her into his own kind, to allow the two of them to be together.. it was obvious she would still have to maintain her duties only to keep the other class at bay, but even then.. Seth would help in anyway he could to lessen the burden. It seemed that Momo's skirt had risen quite a bit but he just lightly tugged it back down a touch before continuing to hold her as he slowly felt her awakening "How do you feel..?" Momo stirred and she stretched, almost like a kitten, languidly in his arms. Her lashes lifted and she peered up at him with a soft smile of contentment. "A little tired still," she mumured, "and kind of hungry...this burning sensation will take a bit to get used to." She admitted, looking up at him with her very vivid eyes. "Will I have to take blood tablets?" she was curious about that being a vamire now, she needed blood, but seeing as she was with Seth, a pureblood, it was a likely possibility that she would not need blood tablets. She wasn't sure if she would even want them, since it was only him that could satisfy her hunger. It seemed to be something they shared, an insatiable desire for each other. Her hand rubbed her eyes as she yawned, fangs glinting faintly in the dim light of the room. She would have to talk to father tonight, she realized. Momo was a little afraid of what he would do and say she was unaware that he knew this would happen someday. Cross had known her mother, and after Seth brought the orphaned Momo to him, he had promised he would take care of her until Seth knew she would be ready. And last night, had been the night Seth had been waiting for. She wasn't aware that her father wouldn't be suprised, but rather supportive, to an extent. Hearing her statement and then what followed a gentle laugh escaped him as he slowly spoke a few truthful words "Welcome to your first proper day as a vampire.." truth was over the night she would have without even knowing transformed a little.. and the fact she could feel the burning desire for blood just proved that such a transformation had occurred but because of that.. she would need such blood to energize her a little, after all Momo was only just getting used to a vampire.. and those are the stages were blood is important and yet Seth knew she would only hunger for his.. "That won't be necessary.. blood tablets won't satisfy your hunger if you become a true vampire like I allowed you to.." Seth remembered clearly the day that Cross had actually said, that until the day she was ready.. he would care for her, and only on the day that she was ready, would he be willing to allow Seth to be there for her to fully protect and care. He must have known that day was nearing closer, as she came more to an age more suitable,.. the feelings for each other growing more so during that time. Slowly he lent his head slightly to the side "Careful not to make a mess.. just cherish the taste.. but because you are a new vampire.. you will need to eat.. so please Momo,.. take what you need,.. but keep it clean.." She bit at her lip almost nervously, knowing what he said was true. The feeling of hunger she felt...she knew it was not for blood...not just for blood anyway, but forhisblood. The hunger was forhim. And he must have known that because he tilted his head and offered his throat to her. Her eyes could see the vessels pumping the blood throughout his body and she licked her lips almost subconsciously. Her heart rate kicked up and she leaned closer, drawing her tongue along his neck's skin, enjoying the taste of him. Her fangs almost began to itch the urge to bite wassomuch stronger than the previous night and she knew that it must be because she had finished transforming during their rest. "Seth sempai..." She whispered his name before she buried her fangs into his neck, closing her lips quickly over the pinpricks since he did not wish for her to make a mess. He could see the lust for the blood that was in Seth's body, its pureness of the vampire species attracting her to it, her love for him just making it all the better. She probably did not even know that she licked her lips a slight excitement showing within her eyes as she started to move her lips closer towards his neck. A slight gasp left his lips as he felt her fangs sink in after she had said his name in such a tone that had sent a slight chill of almost pleasure up his spine. His hand lightly slid to the back of her head lightly sifting through her perfect hair just holding her close as she started to feed feeling his blood slowly starting to leave. "that's it Momo.. feed up, you need all the energy you can get for today.." He spoke quietly encouraging her to drink until she was getting close to feeling satisfied, although if she did start getting to a dangerous level Seth would stop her... just because the pure blood was willing to let her drink he had to maintain some strength which meant an okay amount of blood left in his body at the time if someone decided to attack the pure blood. She felt Seth shudder and knew it to be from pleasure because she felt the same pleasure as his blood began to spill into her mouth. She swallowed and worked his neck for a few moments, loving the feel of his long fingers in her hair. After a few minutes of slow, but steady feeding, Momo pulled her mouth from his neck and leaned her head back with a small gasp. Her eyes opened and peered up at him as she subconsciously licked a remaining droplet from her lips obviously her fear of vampires did not extend to Seth, or herself. As long as she was with him, she had a feeling the fear wouldn't eat at her as it used to. She smiled softly up at him, in silent thanks for the blood, her body still tingling from the experience. Never had she thought that feeding on blood could feel like this, but she knew that this was only because it was with Seth. He was the only person she ever could see herself being with like this she had let him turn her into what she feared to be with him. Thathadto show how much she felt towards him. Her hand trailed over his shoulder, before lifting and brushing strands of hair from his eyes so that she could look at him. The feeling of his blood leaving his neck and becoming one with her stream.. was almost pure bliss, the feeling rather unnatural.. but at the same time, for a vampire it was very much so natural, even though he was a pure blood.. Even as he felt her pull back signaling she was finished feeding, his hand still rested within Momo's hair as if to keep the two close no matter what was to happen. It was true that Seth just wanted to be with her more then any pure blood matter, or pure blood for that matter as well, everything could do what it wanted as long as he had Momo,.. and although people would be jealous of that fact, they had to realize that he made the choice.. quite some time ago to. Nothing like his life span.. but for a human wise.. it was rather a long time.. but when he saw her, the scent of her blood.. the innocence within her, and her personality.. all said one thing,.. this was to be his life partner to spend with.. when the time was appropriate. A faint smile crossed him as she seemed to arrange strands of his hair to make viewing into his eyes more easier, and well, that was something that was true. He could see her easier, and Seth partially lost himself within her eyes.. before faintly speaking "I think Cross knew this day would come.. the day you would become mine.. But we still need to go tell him.." Momo nodded mutely at his words and smiled again, though this time a touch nervously. Even if her adoptive father had expected this day to come, she wasn't sure she could face him. She got the feeling that he, along with Seth, knew more about her than they let on. They would have to if they expected her to overcome her fear enough to become a vampire for Seth. Momo's teeth tugged at her lower lip for a moment, before she looked up at him from under long lashes. "Seth...can I ask you something before we speak to my father?" she asked softly, her fingers raising to trail the contours of his cheek with a feather's touch. She couldn't believe how easily she had fallen in love with the pureblood, especially since the vampire race had haunted her since that day all those years ago. The slight change of expression upon Momo's face, was more then just obvious.. he knew almost exactly what it meant,... but that was because he had seen that emotion before. She seemed nervous about such a thing and yet there was something else that he himself was slightly unsure about. Still what ever it was Seth knew he was probably the person that would help overcome the problem or issue no matter what it is. "You should already know, you can ask me anything.. I will love you regardless of what you say" A soft grin crossed his face after those words, it was more friendly then anything before waiting to hear what seemed to be on her mind enough for it to be brought up... It probably had to do with Cross.. and so would be easy to answer, Seth even being a pure blood liked the feeling of her touch, wanting no one elses.. no matter what their appearance or power was,.. Momo was his perfection and the one that he had chosen to be his. Momo smiled at his words and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, lingering for a moment enjoying it, before leaning back. She grew nervous again and linked her fingers with hers to give her courage. "Do...you and father...do you two know about my past?" she asked, looking up at him. During her sleep she had vague impressions of places and people she didn't know, but she couldn't make them out. Something was telling her that the two people she cared for most, Seth and Cross, knew more than they had let onwhile she was growing up. Though...she wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to know, but she at least wanted to know if they knew. If...he knew. She loved him, had always loved him, and inside, she needed to know if he knew anything before before that horrible night in which she had been attacked by the Level E. He saw Momo's features soften a little and relax just a touch as a gentle kiss took place, but soon after that was ended, the nervousness seemed to strike back and partially Seth could guess what it was about.. mainly if he knew her past.. well that was the hunch, of which if that was the case he would be able to answer.. but he was not going to tell her what happened,.. only because somethings were better off not known. Softly the pure blood took a breath before slowly answering "I do know of your past.. more so then your father does.. Cross only knows as much as I have told him.. and a little he found out on his own.. where as.." he sighed before looking at her directly into her eyes his slightly red gaze, shining slightly as if pleading for her not to ask about it. "You are better not knowing about it.. that is all, trust me.. Momo listened to his words carefully and noticed that his gaze was almost pleading her not to ask him anymore. She wanted to ask further because it was almost torture for her not to know who she really way though that was debatable, because technically she was still herself, she just didn't know her childhood. Seth looked pained and she couldn't stand to see him that. Smiling reassuringly, she caressed his cheek with her hand and gently kissed him again, simply reveling in the ability to be able to do so. "If you say I am better off not knowing...I can let it go for now knowing that at least someone knows who I really am...plus, you look pained and causing you any pain is the last thing I would want," she murmured softly against his lips, her eyes shining with her sincerity. She would likely bring up sometime in the future, but for now, she would let it go because she loved him with everything she was becoming the thing she feared most was proof of that. It was obvious that Momo saw how he felt about her past, and so it was nice to see that she for now was not going to ask any more about it. It was probably the reason of that it showed a slight pain to Seth for him to even think about it, but other then that he was not ready to tell her either, and Cross only knew so much.. most things about her past had been erased even if she tried to look them up and so the only person that really knew.. was Seth. Feeling her lips made his mood change back to normal a little more his eyes settling their gaze onto her before once she stopped speaking he gently deepened the kiss his tongue twirling around hers, just the fact that he could do this without getting judged by others.. it was nice to finally have Momo the way that he wanted her,.. as a vampire.. and as a lover. She had already sacrificed quite a bit for him.. to the point of becoming what she feared, but now that she had done such a thing.. Seth had no doubts that she would not fear vampires as much.. and that Level E's.. she would be able to cope with them once he taught her how to use the power that would be surging through her because of his blood that had been given to her. Momo sighed into the kiss, enjoying it as she gently swirled her tongue around his in return. She had only dreamed about this day for so long, it was almost unbelievable that shewashere, kissing him like this. And she never wanted to pull away. She wanted to stay here, with him like this, forever. Vaguely, she remembered a night when he had visited her at her father's.He had been reclining on Cross' couch, arms behind his head, and young Momo was sitting beside him, resting her head on his chest on her arms."Sempai...what does forever mean?"Momo had asked. Seth had smiled a little, lifting a hand to gently pet her hair."Forever is like...you know how when you stand at the top of the field? And you can't see the end of it?"Momo nodded."It's like that. It never ends."She made a wide mouthed expression."That's a really long time. Sempai must be lonely living in forever."She had said it innocently enough, but Seth's expression had saddened a little."Yes, it is lonely."Momo came back to herself and slowly broke the kiss, laying her head against Seth's chest to listen to his heart beat. "It's not so lonely now," she said with a small smile, wrapping her arms around his waist so that she could be as close as she could manage. Forever, she could stay like this. There had been a few times where Seth could actually remember telling a few things to Momo when they had been asked, one of them that was easily remembered, was the time where he had explained the meaning of forever,.. the thing was even though she was reasonably young at the time, when he spoke the meaning that he said,.. she seemed to understand perfectly.. including how he felt lonely.. but then again they were almost destined to be together.. that Level E moment, making their fates intertwine together of which from that day, they were to become a part of each other in due time.When he heard Momo lightly say such a thing as she laid upon his chest,.. it struck him that she had remembered that moment, .. and softly a small smile crossed his own face as he slowly responded in a soft tone, not finding the need to speak much louder since the only one that he wanted to hear his words.. was the one that was in his presence.. the one that he loved. "That you are right Momo.. instead it is perfect.." It was only a few moments of time that Seth had lived, that such a thing had been said, and so.. it felt nice to speak such words lightly holding her still,.. this was something he could easily get used to before lightly sighing."We should go see Chairman Cross soon,.. the news will spread quickly within the night class that your a vampire.. so sooner or later he will find out, but best if the two of us tell him or he might feel insulted slightly.. after all you were like a daughter.. no wait you are a daughter to him.." his arms still rested around her form feeling the warmth of her body against his slightly relaxing with it, but knowing soon enough the two of them would be getting up. "I know," she murmured quietly, listening to his heart beat against his chest. "But I want to stay like this for a little while longer," she admitted. She was afraid that when she pulled away, she would wake up and find out this had all been a dream. She was so afraid of that. Even if her father was upset with her, she didn't want to move yet. Not yet. She had waited for what seemed like an eternity for this day. She wondered if Seth had felt the same as she, lonely and longing for the one they loved to notice you. "I love you sempai," she said gently, pressing a kiss gently on his chest, directly above his heart. "I always have." That was something Seth had no issue with, really he was in no rush from leaving such comfort,.. where he could just lay here with Momo and partially forget about everything else. Although a life of such long lengths would hold much events, it was times like these.. that were worth living the whole way through and so there was no need to rush such times.. of perfection that would hopefully occur more often now that the two of them were together. Those were the precious words that his ears longed to hear constantly, and hearing her speak once more for a moment the pure blood was silent just for a moment anyhow. "They say.. one like me could have had anyone ... because of my role,.. I would just have to command them to.. but I chose you.. because you are my match.. the perfection I wanted.. the perfection I needed to cure my lonely heart.." he went silent once more before speaking yet again "I am sorry I can't tell you of your past.. but am honored to be able to have you in my future.." "I'm glad, sempai." She said softly. Momo's eyes shut as she laid against Seth like this was her past really so horrible that he could not share it with her? She tried vaguely to remember anything from before the night the pureblood had saved her, but all it did was cause her head to throb painfully. What was it that she couldn't remember? What was it that caused her so much distress? His words only made her want to find out what it was that they were hiding from her. The pain only intensified and nearby, a plain old table chair splintered and snapped apart, falling to pieces on the floor. She was unaware of the powers she received from Seth's blood, but they would come into play at times whenever her body and mind were strained. Momo wasn't even aware that she had beelined into the train of thought, it was almost a subconscious reaction to want to know her past. Something flashed through her mind, a large house, but only of the elegant basement. No sunlight. Like, maybe someone had been forced to live there, never leaving, to be...protected? But she couldn't think of from what. Pain splintered through her mind and she gasped, clutching at her head. Each time she tried to dig up something from before that night, this always happened, but it seemed to feel twice as harsh this time. Her hand clutched at Seth's shirt as she tried to push away the memory if she could push it away, she was sure the pain would fade as well. Seth had only really just realized what had just been said before lightly sighing just gently. He did not want to tell her the past of which she had forgotten only because he had chosen for such memories to be lost. After all, now that she was a vampire.. she would eventually find out how to reverse the process on her own but for now.. he did not want to trouble Momo with the past that he wanted for her to forget. It was all so brutal.. and well as he heard the chair shatter he just held onto her tightly before lightly rubbing her back. He would have to teach her how to control the powers that she had acquired from his blood,.. otherwise it would, well more could be a little dangerous as emotions only strengthened and weakened power.. but if at any moment she felt anger being so fresh to the feel of being a vampire.. she would accidentally cause what ever was nearby to shatter. Some tragic events had occurred like that before in the past and so Seth had already taken it as his responsibility to look after her and train restraint over the power within her, so that she could still have a almost normal life.. well as normal as vampire could have anyhow. Slowly he spoke just a few simple words ?? You will find out your past in due time.. but for now, just concentrate on what you have now.. and the time that we shall spend together.. ? His voice was soft and partially trying to comfort her his arms lightly embracing her rubbing her back as a slight distraction. ?? Momo wondered if he knew what was going on in that moment, the memories trying to surface in her mind. She focused intently on his arms around her, his hands on her back, and his voice. Slowly, it began to fade and the grip she had on his shirt lessened. She let out a sigh and relaxed against his body. "I'm sorry sempai..." she whispered. "Something was just...pushing into my conscious, a image...of a house, maybe, a large mansion almost as big as the dorm. But...it's like...someone was hiding there. I don't know..." she leaned in closer, "it's gone now though." She, in turn, wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him close. It was like a dream to be with him. He could make the pain fade away so easily. Momo pressed a kiss to his chest, just above his beating heart. Just the feeling of her starting to relax a little bit, slightly made Seth feel a little better about everything. For a moment Momo just for a moment,.. definitely felt some sort of pain.. or remembered something and all he could do was try to comfort her when such a thing happened.. this time it only lasted for a moment or two but for a while their Seth had memories that kept invading his thoughts.. to the point of, well they were just bad memories.. that brought pain and they were stuck within his head.. but the day he had saved her,.. was the day they stopped. Around her he felt more.. free as such where the pure blood felt at ease with nothing to worry about but still he always was on guard a little just in case something happened.. because he wanted to protect the one he loved.. something he wished he could do against the pain of her past that was showing itself a little. "You feeling okay..?" He gently rubbed her back lightly once more before letting out a small sigh "You had me a little worried there for a moment.. Momo's cheeks tinted a soft red with embarassment. "Ah...I'm sorry, Seth sempai," she murmured softly, lifting her head finally to look up at the pureblood. "I didn't mean to worry you. I'm not even sure where the image came from..." she laughed gently and shook her head. "I'm okay, I think. The pain has faded." Momo smiled gently to reassure him, even as she raised herself a little to press a feather light kiss to his lips. Her intention was to only give him that one kiss, but she found herself giving him another a moment later, not as soft, but a bit harder and she lingered a moment, enjoying being this close to him. The small tint of red as it crossed her cheeks made Momo almost a little cute,.. the way she spoke following just adding to it, before he heard what was said afterwards. It was probably more likely to be something she was starting to remember,.. about her past more then anything. But he lightly laughed hearing the laugh he heard from her. The soft kiss slightly made him sigh a touch more of happiness then anything but as he felt her come back, with a kiss a little more.. well harder he kissed back rather enjoying it. Seth had not been really expecting the second kiss.. but did not argue or disagree with it at all, no instead he would encourage such a thing before lightly nipping her bottom lip slowly pulling away taking a small breath in the process before his eyes looked into hers and he placed his lips against hers again this time flicking his tongue against her lips.. it was almost because he was partially addicted to her taste, that was what the pure blood thought anyhow.. and so wanted to try a nice deep kiss with her.. like the time that he had first given her his blood.. Where as Seth was surprised by her kiss, she too was surprised by his, but she did not pull away from it, instead she leaned into it. She blushed as he lapped his tongue gently across her lips and she gently returned the favor, before allowing her lips to part. Her tongue then played against his own as the kiss deepened she could never grow tired, nor weary of this, not with Seth at least. She was addicted to him, every last thing of him, even the taste of him that lingered still on her tongue. She leaned in, her arms wrapping around his neck, body pressing as close as it could given their somewhat awkward postitioning on the bed. It felt rather good to feel Momo respond in kind to the response he had given to the second kiss that she had begun. His tongue went to great hers but was not quick enough as he felt it brush across his lips before noticing that her lips part. That was when Seth then slid his tongue into her mouth twirling with hers as the kiss deepened. Something told him it was moments like these.. with her by his side, that would never not be special and although they had a lifetime .. of immortality or close enough anyway.. he could never get sick of the one he loved dearly. It was a little awkward how the two were positioned on the bed and so he rolled gently the kiss not breaking his body now resting directly against hers Momo had become so wrapped up within the kiss, within Seth himself, that she hardly noticed when he situated them to be laying directly against each other. Her lips and tongue moved against his own and she made a small noise into the kiss, this alerting him to the fact that she was enjoying being like this with him at long last as much as he was. When she slowly broke the kiss to look up at him with slightly passion filled eyes, she blushed softly, realizing they were laying so close together finally. Almost as close together as they had been when they had slept in this bed during the day. Momo was a tad embarrassed, afraid he may find her lacking because never had she thought of herself as desirable. Her hand again slid into his hair as she simply looked upon his handsome face. Seth could tell by her emotions and actions of how the kiss was affecting her and it made it all the more better that he was not the only one enjoying the actions that the two were taking,. Their eyes looked into each other once the kiss finished before it seemed she realized just how close the two of them were to each other. He saw the slight blush which brought a gentle smile to his face although the slight doubt that he saw hiding inside of her partially worried him a touch before he decided to speak after feeling her hand in his hair "I see you still don't think that I would want nothing else to be different.. and that I can see by the way you look at me sometimes.. that you don't believe what is happening.. or you think your not enough for me.. Just because I am a purebred.. that means nothing when it comes to love.. I love you Momo and nothing is going to change that" He lent down kissing her lightly before letting himself relax onto her body pressing the two directly against each other before he lightly spoke again "I guess we should go speak to Cross soon.." Momo couldn't help but smile against his lips as he kissed her again, his words having his desired affect on her. It made her undeniably happy, that was for sure. She had wanted this for as long as she could remember, to be with Seth like this. To feel his lips and hands on her, his body against her own. She couldn't stop the blushes though, because she was still nervous, never having been like this with anyone. That night they first kissed...it had been her first kiss, very first. As the kiss ended, she smiled more and gently touched her finger tip to his lips. "Yes, I suppose we should go see my father before word gets to him from someone other than us," she murmured, though moving away from his body was one of the very last thing she ever wanted to do, especially now. Seth's word had exactly the affect that he wanted them to have, and it was nice to see them not taking the wrong way or misinterpreted something of which he partially dreaded as sometimes that could make it seem like other things were meant to be said.. and just usually meant issues but this was not the case. And he doubted such a thing would ever be the case. The blushes were cute no matter which way Seth tried to look at it and so they just brought a smile to Seth's face before he thought for a moment noticing that the both of them seemed not to have a want to separate from each others sides just yet.."Hmm about going to Cross.. I could either carry you in my arms.. or we could stay together almost like a couple.. arms around each other.. after all we may as well not hide our feelings that we have, such a thing would be foolish to do.. as feelings like these are meant to be shown.. " She wondered how her father was going to react to her allowing herself to be transformed into vampire, so that she could be with Seth. She didn't know how much Cross knew about her past though, so he could be very well have been expecting this. Momo smiled up to him, softly stroking his cheek with her right hand, thinking. "I would hate for you to have to carry me, as lovely as the idea sounds," she said with a small chuckle. Really, his carrying her would put this over the top in feeling like a fairy tale come true, but she would feel bad because she had perfect legs capable of walking. There wasn't aneedfor him to carry her, really. Just a small want of it. She was curious about something though, debating over it silently for a moment. "I have a feeling father is expecting this..." she said with a small smile, because Seth didn't seem worried about facing Cross. That could only really be because he knew her father was expecting it, or at least knew it was a possibility. Although he was not trying to hint anything about her father Cross.. well even he was sort of used to calling the chairman that when it came to Momo.. it was true that Cross would have been expecting this moment and probably already heard the rumors.. but no one would have confirmed it yet with him and so that would be what Seth and his lover were to do.. A soft laugh escaped him as he heard the small response from what left her lips before he spoke back "Now you would not hate it.. I just think you would feel guilty because your legs are fine.. and can easily walk.. but sometime.. I will carry you, and it will be a surprise. but this time, I think we should just walk nice and close to each other.." The pure blood lightly smiled before he looked her directly in the eyes hearing the response from her beautiful lips. Instead of answering he just pressed his lips against hers to kiss them softly before suckling on her bottom lip lightly nicking it with his teeth but only causing a gentle scratch making sure not to pierce "you will find out soon enough.. even I am not purely sure.. but we both have to find out together.. when you are ready, my love.." Momo had to surpress a soft moan as Seth kissed her and then continued to gently play with her lower lip. If it kept up this way, she doubted that they would've ended up getting out of bed anytime soon. She was even starting to not want to get out of bed even more than earlier. "Ah, hai, sempai." She said softly, moving out from under him slowly, almost reluctantly. As she climbed off of the bed, she stretched her arms high above her head, not really having the oppurtunity to stretch fully since they had woken up. "Shall we go see my father now then?" she asked softly, holding out her hand to him, wanting to be embraced by him again. To feel his powerful, yet lean arms around her small form. Her eyes were watching his every movement, taking in every perfect thing about him. She really did love him, she knew that. That she had loved him since the moment he had saved her...well, for as much as a little girl could understand love, she had loved him. Even though being a vampire frightened her, as well as being around the entirety of the Night Class, she knew she could do it if Seth was by her side. Though...she didn't think the first night of her in the Night Class was going to go so well, but Seth would take care of her she knew. Truth was if they did not head to Cross soon, he was doubting if they would get going at all as the bed was reasonably comfortable and he could find himself probably lost within her kisses for a lot longer then what he had this time only stopping because they probably should actually go see the one that Momo considered to be her father. Seth took her hand using it to help himself get up before pulling her closer to him using it to then slip his arms around her to hold her before lifting her up for a moment to kiss at his full height before he slowly lowered her and continued to hold her just a moment longer. "Hmm well after we go see Cross.. I think we will have to continue what we started.." a soft gentle smile crossed the vampire before he slowly let go of her and started to walk opening the door so that the two of them could leave together. Although he knew being a vampire for her was probably a slightly scary experience because of the fact she feared his kind.. it would not take long to become accustom to it, to the point of where she would not fear vampires.. but know how to even deal with Level E's herself instead. She smiled as Seth took her hand and let her help him up from the bed, but then squeaked gently as he lifted her up to kiss her at his level. She leaned into the kiss and almost gave a sigh of disappointment as he set her back onto her feet and stepped away from her. It didn't last long though as he took her hand, she smiled and linked their fingers together, a soft blush on her cheeks in response to his teasing words. It made her heart flutter nervously, yet happily. She giggled and left the room with him, walking down the steps to the main hall of the dorm. It was awfully quiet. She wondered maybe if the other..vampires had gone to class already. They usually never left without their pureblood leader, but the night before had been a rather...unorthadox occassion. One that wasn't expected to happen, but had. She wouldn't be surprised if the female vampires would resent her and her presence in the dorm. She didn't doubt that that there were others who wanted Seth for their own. Even her smallest reactions were ones that were pleasant and nice to see, although her face showed that she did not want such a thing to have ended so soon, but after seeing Cross they would have a lot more time left, that was something he guaranteed. Their fingers were interlocked now before the two started to walk. It seemed the vampires were all probably in some sort of meeting talking about what had happened, and the fact that Seth.. the pure blood had bitten a mortal and made her his match. The female vampires at times had offered them his blood instead of the blood of the tablets.. that just were not as good as the real thing, and their had been once or twice he had accepted the offers they gave but, he did not hunger for their blood.. and they found that rather obvious.. but they probably were outraged that a human like Momo.. the guardian of humans for this school was the one he chose.. still if anything was going to be tried, he would stop them.. and that would be that. The two walked together still before Seth stopped them a few meters from Cross's office before pulling her close and lightly kissing her lips "this is it.." he whispered lightly before slowly leading them closer to the office leaving her to open the door. Momo vaguely caught the sound of Seth's words, blinking up at him as he lightly kissed her. Her eyes traveled to the door of the Chairman's office, her father's office. She must have spaced out the walk had almost seemed instantanious to her. Thoughts of the dealing with the night class had been prominant in her mind and must have distracted her from her walk with Seth. She smiled softly and nodded, walking to the door with him, stepping inside as Seth opened the door for her.Cross was pacing behind his desk, arms crossed fretting almost like a mother hen who had lost her baby chick. When he heard the door click open, he snapped around and made some sort of happy sound, moving around the desk to throw his arms around Momo once she was inside. "Momo Chan! I was so worried!" he said as he hugged her, before he leaned back, looking her over. "Are you okay, are you hurt? Did anyone hurt you? You never came home." He seemed to be speaking in haste, just anxious to find out if his 'daughter' was okay. After all, he had promised her mother that he would protect her, as well as Seth who was standing behind Momo."Ah, yes, I'm fine father." Momo said as she hugged him back, letting the older man hold her for a moment before she stepped back and looked at him with a smile. "No one hurt me..." she said with a smile, turning her head back to look at Seth as she took his hand again before looking back at Chairman Cross. "Seth sempai was there...he protected me. He said he will take care of me."Cross blinked and looked at her closely, just now seeming to notice that she looked a little different. And she was holding the pureblood's hand as if they were close. Had Seth changed her? Seth had told him years ago that he had feelings for the small girl, more than Cross could ever comprehend. He'd expected that maybe Seth would tell her one day how he felt. "Momo..do you mean that...?" he asked, almost hesitant to ask if she had indeed been changed or not. Seth had expected Cross to have been a little worried, since after all the person whom he was used to looking after had randomly disappeared for quite a while without him even being notified, and yet he felt that if the chairman had known that he planned to turn her that night he would have forbid it wanting her to be human just a little longer. Instead he had decided to take things into his own hands since after all he had full control over the vampire section of the school anyhow.The vampires eyes watched the interaction between the two before slowly walking closer to Momo , even though he knew she was safe with the chairman, it was starting to become a small habit of staying close. It showed a connection between the two and after all she was bound to him via his blood and he felt no matter what he had to be there for his love, to protect her when she needed it. Seth waved with his spare hand as if to acknowledge Cross his other hand slowly resting on her shoulder as he kept the two of them close still.It seemed it did not take long for him to cotton on to what was happening and so Seth decided to speak "I will handle this Momo.., Cross.. I told you not to long ago.. compared to my life span anyhow, that I would one day turn Momo.. when I thought she was ready for it.. that day came yesterday and was the reason why she was absent from your presence.. and now that I have said that,.. I want to arrange her moving into the night class so I can protect her better.."He looked at the chairman waiting for his response to all of that, to begin with he would probably find it hard to believe she was actually a vampire, but if he did actually look at her both of them properly he would notice the bond between their eyes, and the darker shade that hers would have taken. Each vampire had a slight different color of eyes, and each person bound to a vampire showed the same color eyes, of which now both Seth and Momo shared the same eyes, and partially the same blood. The Chairman blinked behind his glasses at Seth's words and then looked closely at his adoptive daughter. Her eyes were different, he noticed, almost exactly the same at the pureblood's now. He turned and paced away from them, back towards his desk, before returning to them. "I'm not too keen on the Night Class idea. She'd be in much more danger than she was before. Her blood was drawing the vampires, the Level E's, and now that it is mixed with your pureblood, they will seek her out even more." He said as he half seated himself on the desk, a worried expression on his face. "And since you want her to join the Night Class, you're expecting her to move into the Mood Dormitory as well?" he inquired, clearly not very happy with the idea. Seth may accept and love her, but there was no gaurentee the others would. Momo frowned at his words and wasn't sure what to respond, so she turned her head to peer up at Seth. A soft sigh left Seth before he then lightly laughed "Cross.. you seem to be forgetting something, their is not really any choice in this matter,.. Vampires can't stay with the humans... and you doubt how well I can protect her... I almost feel insulted,.." it was obvious such a comment had annoyed him a little before he spoke once again "Because she has had my blood she also will get a power of her own,.. i intend to teach her to grasp such a thing that way any Level E.. that tries to do anything can be taken out by Momo.. if she has to, although I will be keeping her under my personal protection.." The pureblood sighed once more before walking towards the door "you should know how much I will be trying to protect her,.. and as for the moon dormitory students.. nearly all of them follow what I say, and so in saying that.. it will not just be me protecting her.. this I can promise you.." Cross quickly shook his head. "Ah, I never meant to insult you, Seth. I just worry about Momo..." he said softly, lowering his eyes. "She's really the only family I have since..." he cut himself off, not wanting his 'daughter' to know that he knew of her past and of her family. He had known her mother and before young Momo had lost her memories of that dreadful night they'd been attacked, he had been good friends with her. Her mother had been his only real family and so when Seth brought the frightened, mute Momo to his doorstep, he couldn't turn her away. He had promised her mother and Seth that he would take care of her until this day came. He hadn't just expected it to come so soon.Momo turned to Seth and softly grasped his hand before he could leave, looking up at him with gentle eyes. "Please don't be cross with father, Seth sempai...he's only trying to do his best to look after me, like you." She said, gently raising on her tip toes to press a soft kiss to his cheek, keeping ahold of his hand, linking their fingers as she came back to stand flat on her feet. She looked back to Cross and smiled faintly. "Seth sempai will look out for me, father...and I still have my duties, so it's not like I will never see you," she offered gently. Such words had been expected from a person like Cross, it was quite hard to believe that such a person used to be a vampire hunter and yet now he accepted them and wanted the two to try and live in harmony together of which seemed to be working with success using that alternative food that was supplied of which he would not need now, since her blood was more then enough for his taste... a craving for such perfection in his eyes was something Momo was able to supply and in return Seth as a pure blood would continue to allow her access to his own blood when she needed it knowing she probably would not even be able to use different blood,.. the reason his had such a taste, that made a faint addiction.. but on top of that if they managed to get his blood, something Momo would have no issue getting...Well then a feeling would be created where they would want no over, and the fact that the two had feelings for each other.. everything showed a strong bond to the fact that now he could not do without her blood as a substance, and Seth felt it was the same with Momo. It seemed any slight annoyance that had crossed the pure blood seemed to have completely disappeared from him before his mouth formed words speaking them out after staying silent for a moment to allow his love to speak, his fingers staying interlocked with Momo's. " How about it then Cross..? I can't allow a vampire to be left with humans... and more so I can't allow my love, to be away from me. I am sure you understand.. yes?" Momo smiled at Seth, then turned to look back at her adoptive father. Really, his concern was heart warming, though unneccessary. Seth was going to take care of her, and her needs. Especially her need to feed on blood. Her craving for blood, her need for it, seemed to only extend to her pureblood love. She couldn't see herself drinking from any other's vein, the mere thought of it turned her stomach. "Don't worry, Cross. I'll be fine and Seth is right," she said softly, "as a vampire, I can't be out in the daylight so it's imparitive that I be put into the Night Class."Cross didn't want to admit that they were right, but they were. He stepped forward and hugged his adoptive daughter to him, only worried for her well being. He wanted nothing bad to happen to her, not now or ever, and the life of a vampire was a hard one. He let her go and stepped back, nodding his head. "You two are right, of course. As much as I don't want to, I'll have your transcript transferred to the Night Class records. And you can pick up a uniform on your way from the storage closet," he said, affectionately touching the girl's hair before stepping back and going back to his desk. Once he sat down, he looked at Seth from behind his glances. "Just take care of her," he murmured. It was expected for Cross to worry, yet it was quite unnecessary now since he planned to teach her to use the power she now had access to because of his blood, and on top of that Seth never was going to leave her side from this moment on.. after all there really was no reason for the two to be separated. A soft smile crossed the vampire before he spoke once more " I plan to.." it was obvious that the pure blood was happy that they had managed to get Cross to agree to moving her into the night class, yet even if he had not.. it was inevitable to happen anyhow. ".. and what you said about the daylight Momo,.. with my blood you will be able to go into such a thing.. most noble vampires can.."Although they would not be seen much in the daylight, at least he had cleared that up before he started to walk out from the chairman's office "Come Momo.. lets get you that uniform and then we shall head back towards the night class.." Seth did not have any reason to hang around any longer but he did simply turn around to face the chairman ".. we should have dinner together sometime.. I am sure if you make something that you can crush up blood tablets into mine and Momo's dish it will be edible for us.." Although he preferred the taste of her blood,.. it was just a kind gesture from the pure blood. After that was said he walked out waiting for Momo to come outside as well so they could go grab her uniform imagining that she would look quite nice in the night class's uniform. Momo gave Seth a look that clearly readoh, I didn't know that, when he said that theycouldbe out in the daylight. In truth, she hadn't known that. She had never seen the students out and about during the daylight hours. She was glad to know that she wouldn't be confined to the hours of night only. The chairman smiled and nodded to them. "That will be nice. Go on now, Momo," he said and Momo then followed Seth out of the room. They began walking and on the way down the chairman's hall, she stopped by the storage room to find the white version of her uniform that would label her a part of the night class. Once she found it, she laid it across her arm and came back out, smiling and nodding to Seth. They began to walk again, heading back towards the dorms before they would have to go to the Night Classes. This would give her a chance to change and for them to get ready for class. And also for Momo to figure out how she was going to juggles class and her guardian duties. It was not very commonly known that a noble blooded vampire could actually go out during when the sun was at it's peak, in fact because they were always choosing the time of which night had just struck, it was probably assumed the sun could probably do something bad to them.. but it was more the point that they had class's that actually stopped them from going in the sun, after all they did have to sleep. Well technically some of the vampires did not have to, but Seth enjoyed such times.. that and now he was sure Momo would sleep with him if he requested it since after all, the closer she was to him, the easier it would be to protect her. Just seeing the uniform brought a smile across Seth's face, after all it would make her officially one of his breed, one of his kind and more so it felt like she was his lover more then ever now that even the chairman had acknowledged the fact that she was now a vampire turned by Seth himself, of which he would look after her like he had promised himself, like he had promised Momo.. and also like he had promised the chairman himself. "I heard classes will be delayed a little today,.. it means you will probably have about a half an hour more to prepare,." "Alright, I'll go get changed then," she said softly, smiling to him, glad to know that she wasn't going to make him late for his classes. Not that it would matter really. He was their leader after all, of the vampires, and he had more than respect from the Night Class teachers. She went with him back to his room, using his private bath to change from her black Day Class uniform, into the white Night Class uniform. She made sure to put her badge, the arm band, onto her new uniform and she adjusted her auburn lockes over her shoulders. It was a moment later that she came from the bathroom, running her fingers through her hair. "I know you probably already know this, but I won't be able to stay in the entire lecture. I'll have my duties as guardian to attend to as well," she said even though she had a good idea he already expected that. "Do you need to grab anything before we go?" she asked, starting to feel nervous again at the thought of facing the vampires as their leader's lover. Although Seth knew as a pureblood they would not mind him being late for a class since he pretty much had full control over the night class, which included the teachers partially out of respect he tried to arrive on time since some of the teachers were actually more strict then the others and got away with disciplining him to a degree when he was late. They never really pushed the issue though if he disagreed since the pureblood was considered royalty among the race of vampires and so a simple teacher had no authority over him truthfully. "I already knew as such,.." He had to admit he did not mind the look of his love in the night class's uniform since it seemed to suit Momo more then what she had to previously wear. It was good to see that she still wanted to continue her guardian duties since trying to alter those with Cross would have been a hard task. "I have everything I need as long as your with me" He then smiled at her before opening the door "let us leave then.. together for the first time" She felt a little silly when he acknowledged that he was aware that she would need to stick to her guardian duties. Of course he knew that. She smiled softly and nodded her head. "Yes, together," she said as she walked over to him, taking a hesitant moment to decide if it would be appropiate or not to take his hand or arm. She really wanted to. There was a long moment as she agonized over it, before she decided to go for it. He would tell her no if it wasn't okay. She took his fingers softly inbetween her own and left the room and dorm with him. It felt strange to be leaving in the Night Class uniform, from the Moon Dorm, but if it meant she could be with him, she would do it especially since she was the same as he now. Seth was glad that finally him and Momo would be together as he planned for when the two of them were ready for such a thing. Feeling her soft fingers interlock with his own a light small smile crossed the pureblood as they then slowly left together. It was cute watching how she had to decide whether or not to do something like that, spending some time to think about it before finally just going for it. Something he wanted her to do more often. As they walked he lightly kissed her cheek before speaking "Things might now be different, especially with you being a vampire.. but one thing will only grow stronger.. and that is our love.." He spoke rather softly before just walking at her pace as they got close to the Night Class both of them in the uniforms that rarely left them Momo realized she'd been caught mulling over her indecision when his words reached her now very sensitive hearing. A small blue tinted her cheeks as she gave him a soft nod to acknowledge his words. "Of course, Semp Seth," she said, correcting herself when she wanted to call him sempai. As friends and now lovers, she wondered if she should continue to be as formal as she tended to be at times. She used to call him sempai to remind herself she couldn't have him but...things had changed now. They left the building together and since it was past the normal time, the rabid fangirls were less, though she could still feel some glares upon her as she walked, holding Seth's hand. Before long they were at the main building and she gave a soft, relieved sigh first step. Second was to now actually attend the vampire's class. Her hand softly trembled in his, but she bit back her natural fear and walked with him to the class. A soft laugh escaped him as he noticed her blush and the fact she had corrected herself from addressing him how she would generally do so. At this rate he would probably just tell Momo she could call him what ever she wanted to give her some more freedom, but for now it was fun to watch her fight with herself to not say it as it was a cute struggle. It was to be expected that the people that had seen them together were quite jealous since how many had actually wanted Seth for themselves, although only Momo out of them knew what he was and what she had partially became from his blood. He could feel the slight nervousness that seemed to surge through her knowing she was still partially having a natural fear of entering the night class, the room of the vampires, creatures of the night and feeders of the blood.

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A Bat-full Night (Wave and mainsnoires)

A lithe figure ran on top of the semi tall buildings in the city, jumping from roof to roof in yet another shady night in Gotham. Although she too carried the feared insignia of a bat, feminine features of her silhouette distinguished the young heroine from her more experienced, and admittedly more imposing, counterpart. Moving in a little blur through shadows, the young crime fighter s agility made up for what she lacked in physical strength. Using a combination of the element of surprise and utilization of gadgets, she had managed to bring down targets much bigger than herself in her promising vigilante career. Especially when she was trained by the best, the girl had proven herself to be a fierce opponent against the wicked. Admittedly, the female member of the bat family wasn t feared as much as the big bat himself, but underestimation was a weakness she had learned to expose within her foes whenever she had to face the lowly criminals dwelled across the city.Dark blue uniform she wore hugged the heroine s fit form, defining the contour of her body very well even at night. From her shapely bust to her cute rear, the close fitting uniform covered all of her gentle body, while a pointy cowl concealed her surprising identity as the daughter of the police commissioner, a mystery she very much preferred to keep a secret.Barbarawas a smart woman on her mettle, albeit still being relatively new in the crime fighting business in comparison to some of the veterans in the field.Similar to the orange strands of hair that rained down out of her mask, her short cape streamed behind the young woman as Barbara followed the little beeps of the small electronic gizmo she carried with her. It was a routine patrol duty what made the geeky heroine race under moonlight. She had just suffered through a serious injury. After her recovery, the young crime fighter was glad to be back on the streets once again. Mentally returning to normal was a bigger challenge for the up and coming heroine than anything physical. Her vigilante family trusted her though. Trusted that everything was going to be alright and the young heroine would return to her glorified crime fighting days. Just as before. Once she had recovered from her crippling injury, the geeky redhead kept telling herself to forget about the recent past, the depressing days she spend in a wheelchair. Now, almost everything was back to normal, as it should have been. The charming heroine still had to train hard to be her former self again. Whether she admitted it or not, this year hadn t been easy on the girl. It weakened her senses, demolished her confidence, reduced her strength. It had even fattened her fit bottom a little, yet another reason for the redhead to get back to running and hopping.The last rooftop the redheaded heroine leaped onto acted as a vantage point as the young vigilante eyed the abandoned factory and the empty streets below. She was located in a corrupted part of the city, somewhere even police would think twice before paying a visit. Despite not doing any crime fighting tonight, she already looked somewhat tired. Unlike before, her little venturing had left the girl panting this time as she gasped audibly. While trying to catch her breath, the heroine was also trying to banish the concerning thoughts out of her mind. The worrying idea of that she might not have been yet ready to wear the cape again. The anxiety was troubling, and also distracting. Being a sneaky ninja, doing things the quiet way, was more important than ever.This was supposed to be a reconnaissance mission, scouting around to find clues about the missing politician. Barbara had hacked the police network to solve the mystery of his whereabouts. From the rooftop, her inspective gaze swept across the abandoned building in the distance. Finally locating a broken window on the top floor, she aimed her grapple gun and blasted it off to make a thin bridge of sturdy wire. The brave heroine crawled across the steel cord and sneaked into the desolate factory through the window. Once her boots touched the worn flooring boards, an accomplished smile stretched her lips. Still got it. Who: Roman Sionis The Black Mask Where: Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:00 pmIt was not a matter of number, but the fear one inspire that could make such a plan work.Roman Sionis was not only an actor capable to wear the mask representing a skull, to alter his voice and change his attitude, he was also skilled in the way of the fight and of manipulating all sorts of weaponry.To these physical traits, if one added a certain dose of madness and an infinite sense of superiority, theBlack Maskportrayed a figure of terror within Gotham, for both the criminals and the citizens.However, this was not sufficient for him.The Black Mask and his allies, needed to make a stand, and assert a position as the leading criminal organization of the city. And if Roman succeeded in this task, his ambition would be limitless and his organization could spread throughout the country. The plan is simple. said the Black Mask to a crew of five of his men, Congressman Byron Gilly is an old pervert. He is cheating on his wife, and he is terribly attracted to the young women of his office. I have collected enough evidences to put him behind bars, break his family and career. So, we re going to have a little chat with him, and convince him to distill my words into the Mayor s ears. Roman adjusted thewhite suithe was wearing, so that it would better fit on his frame. He bent his head on the side, making a few vertebrae crack.Within the van, the criminal Lord and his crew felt compressed. They were parked a few blocks away from the Congressman s house, and they were eager to jump out of the vehicle to perpetrate the attack. The van was entirely black, with no license plates, and will be considered suspicious after a while. So the Black Mask and his squad had anticipated the moment to pick up the Congressman: at night, at the moment when Gilly would head back home.A loud thump echoed within the back of the van, where Roman was waiting. The van s driver was knocking with his fist against the sliding door of the van. He had left his driving seat to get outside, which meant .Roman heard the voice saying : He s here. Byron Gilly was quite aged. He did not oppose any resistance, nor screamed, when the Black Mask and his crew captured him. A dark hood had been placed over his face, his hands had been cuffed in his back, and the congressman had been literally lifted up and carried away.The kidnapping had been unnoticed. And it was meant to be that way, until the Black Mask would communicate in the medias.Within the last floor of a remote building, everything was staged for broadcasting the kidnapping. Cameras, lights, computers were on the ready. In the center of the largest room of that floor, the Black Mask was walking in circle like a wild animal, moving around the chair where the congressman Gilly was bound. The hood covering the hostage s face had not been removed, and one could see the politician panting, heavily breathing, and trembling under the menace. Each of Roman s word, screamed directly at the face of the captive, was accompanied by the shaking of fear of the Congressman.What infuriated the Black Mask was the fact that, incredibly enough, Congressman Gilly was not receptive to the blackmail. Fine. We ll broadcast the torture and the images of your cheating tonight then, Congressman and in return, I ll have both your career destroyed, and fear hitting Gotham city like a shockwave. After all, if you refuse to follow my orders in exchange of the evidences of your misbehavior I will still use you, in a more brutal way. It was in the silence that followed his statement, that the criminal Lord noticed the humming sound of a cell phone, emerging from the inner pocket of the Congressman.He turned around and addressed the thug who was there with him. The 5 men constituting the rest of his squad were patrolling around the abandoned building, or in the lower floors. This man has been searched. Roman asked. Yes, Black Mask . Thoroughly. Yes, we deactivated his cellphone and.... Who did this ? Roman asked. Me, sir. Roman marched on the man, and placed his hands on the side of the thug's skull, then he sent him an impressive head butt. The attack surprised the Black Mask lackey, who fell hard on his back, unconscious, his nose broken, bleeding.Roman walked back at the Congressman, searched him again, and removed the second cell phone, Gilly has been hiding. The Black Mask crushed it within his hands.They were probably tracked down by the authorities, if not discovered already. Increased beeping of the woman s tracking device abruptly stopped, the little red dot on its screen fading out. Something must have been interrupting the signal of the captive congressman s phone. Or it might have been found by his aggressors. If the latter was true, Barbara had to act quickly. None of Gotham s politicians were clean as a whistle. Well, one of them used to be, until half of him turned evil. She knew some of them personally through her father. Although the ginger heroine couldn t be considered very fond of Gotham s polluted politics, and its players, she would still do her best to ensure their safety. This included congressman Gilly, a man whose perversion was unknown to the redheaded heroine. The kidnapping still fresh, there hadn t been much time to thoroughly investigate the victim s background. Since he was still alive, it wasn t hard to guess that the lowly criminals had some use for the guy.Light weight of her lithe form didn t make as much noise as the heavy footsteps of the villain s henchmen. The redhead could hear the distinct thuds as the members of Black Mask s gang walked about in adjacent rooms and halls. It was hardly the only gang to terrorize Gotham. Gotham certainly didn t display a lack of twisted villains. There were several criminal groups that operated across the city, not only fighting with the law enforcers, but against each other as well in a vicious dance of chaos, each having a different, but equally warped motivation. Barbara was yet to know which crime boss was behind Byron s kidnapping. Her big, green eyes wide open, she slowly walked out of the room. This wasn t her first time fighting crime, and it wasn t mere luck that she found herself behind a goon that walked along the corridor.A little bat s presence in the old building was still unknown. While facing opponents almost twice her size, it was the biggest advantage she had, something she was trained to use. When only a few steps separated the young woman from her target, she called out to him from behind. Hey, handsome. Barbara whispered. Huh? Before the man could turn around, a precise kick from the agile heroine aimed at behind his knees made him kneel. And another to his neck put him to sleep. Barbara quickly dragged him into an empty room. She didn t know how many more gang members the desolate building housed, but assumed she didn t have time to take all of them down. No, before it was too late, the young crime fighter had to free the kidnapped politician. Following the bright light that leaked into the hall led the brave heroine to a doorway. As she carefully peeped inside, Barbara s vivid eyes indeed located the distressed congressman. He was bound, in front of cameras. Catching a glimpse of Black Mask and his goon as well, the woman quickly pulled her head back and leaned against the wall outside the large room. What is this?.. She questioned the setup. You! A voice barked down the corridor, when a henchman spotted her, his voice loud and alarming. She reflexively drew a gadget from her multifunctional belt and threw it at the man. The dark batarang cut through the air, abd slammed against his head with enough momentum to put the man down. Who: Roman Sionis The Black Mask Where: Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:00 pmTheBlack Maskonly recruited the best. Most of the thugs he commanded have perpetrated atrocious acts in Gotham, in exchange of the right amount of money.They were well trained, obedient and had gained weapon proficiency throughout various undercover missions he the Black Mask assigned them.Thus, the lack of rigor Roman s men deployed during the kidnapping of Congressman Gilly was infuriating the crime Lord.What Roman despised most, was when his men were being sloppy, because their attitude could affect the Black Mask s reputation. And Roman could not tolerate that his aura, as a crime Lord, could be tainted by the lack of intelligence of his own crew. I m going to kill you Roman growled at his own lackey, unconscious at his feet, his face, hidden by a dark hood, swollen, and his nose heavily bleeding. No no please. Byron Gilly said.The congressman could not see the events unfolding within the large room, equipped with sound and lights , but he had heard the discussion between Roman and his man, and he had felt the Black Mask searching and finding his cell phone. Don t hurt me the congressman added trembling.Roman turned around and looked at the Gotham politician.Things could finally turn out well. YOU ! .That was the voice of one of Roman s thug calling someone out.The Black Mask was suddenly facing one door of the large room he and the congressman were located into. The door was slowly moving on its hinges, and from the corridor connected to that door, Roman heard a loud thump.The Black Mask was quick to connect the dots, and understood what was happening. An intruder was there. YOU ! .Despite all the precautions the Black Mask was placing into the selection of his crew, despite the handguns they were equipped with she had been too fast.Thehooded thugwas standing in the distance, at the other end of the corridor, but from where he was, he had easily noticed who was looking past the opened door, at the Black Mask and the congressman.The feminine silhouette, the curves, the red hair, and the mask in the shape of a bat left no doubt as to the identity of the vigilante trying to interfere. Bat ..UNGH ! The batarang flew in the air at high speed, spinning, and connecting with the henchman s forehead. Although it was dark within the corridor, the poor dim light was enough for the heroine to precisely hit the thug s head.He collapsed like a puppet whose strings had been cut off, noisily, his handgun bouncing on the floor. Roman Sionis, the Black Mask, did not hesitate as to what his next move should be. It was evident that someone had found his little lair, and that the intruder was right behind the door. It was also evident from the silence following the loud sound of a corpse collapsing to the ground, that the intruder had defeated the Black Mask s henchman.Roman approached silently from the door, half opened, and still slowly moving. In an ample gesture, he opened the white vest he was wearing, revealing underneath an arsenal of weapons held by holsters.A hand grenade, resembling to a small round ball, appeared in his hand. A flash grenade.Roman motioned so that the grenade would roll in the direction of the door, enter the corridor, and detonate in an intense explosion of light.To avoid being blinded by the weapon he just used, Roman placed his back on the wall, right next to the door close to where the Batgirl was standing.As soon as the flash of light would decrease, the Black Mask would enter the corridor and jump on the intruder. Good news was, Barbara had seemingly found the missing congressman, and bad news was about her blown cover in the old building. Thanks to the henchman s sonorous shout, everyone under the same roof as the geeky heroine must have known about her presence among the group of gangsters. An inconvenience for sure, however not the worst situation she had ever faced at the same time. Moreover, it was also nice to know that her reflexes were still in place. After the blunt hit of her throwing weapon, Barbara watched the man fell down, her heightened senses putting the time around her into a slower pace. Despite her accurate shot at the goon, the heroine gave a sigh of disappointment as she was hoping for a more stealthy operation. You idiot The woman scolded the fainted man for making her job more difficult. Her soft hips pressing against the cold wall behind her, she called out to the frightened congressman. Don t worry Mr. Gilly! I m here to save you! Since Black Mask had already been made aware of her existence, the redhead exclaimed so that the captive could hear her from the large room he was held.Like every other mob boss in Gotham, Black Mask too had distinct traits unique to himself. It was almost impossible to mistake him for another lowly criminal. Perhaps not in a direct confrontation like she was about to have now, but Barbara had dealt with this particular villain before. Or rather, she interrupted his businesses in criminal underworld on a few occasions by neutralizing members of his gang. He was a dangerous threat to the whole city. And whatever Roman had been hoping to accomplish by kidnapping a congressman, it couldn t have been good. No, he must be stopped tonight. Give up Black Mask. It s over. Barbara claimed, her feminine voice coming out less threatening than the big bat himself. Albeit lacking the same experience he had, the redhead was another gifted crime fighter in the business. No matter how she looked from outside, the nimble heroine was no longer Barbara when she wore her costume.As a response to the woman s call, the well dressed criminal tossed a grenade. The round object bounced off against the floor and rolled at Barbara s boots. She of course wasn t expecting him to surrender quietly and was ready for an inevitable hustle. Expert in various weapons, he was no different than a walking armory. Oh, snap The geeky heroine kicked the grenade off the ground. Her cape was shorter than what the boss draped over his broad shoulders, but still had some practical uses. Barbara reached back and held the edge of her cape, shielding herself from an imminent explosion. Gladly, no fiery explosion burst in the corridor. Still, the bright light it produced bounced off of the ceiling and surrounding walls and found itself into the redhead s expressive green eyes. A radiant white curtain blinded the gifted heroine, obscuring anything in her attentive sight. Gah! Barbara let out a snort of frustration.Having mastered the art of jiu jitsu, the nimble woman s reflexes got to work upon the villain s charge without she even thinking about it. She was good at using her opponents aggression against them, and that was what she did here as well. Two gloved hands quickly grasped the lapels of Roman s white jacket. Lying on her back, she placed a boot on the man s belly, tossing the man to the back like a wheel. Told ya. Although the brave heroine quipped, a cold dread had begun to fill her as she stood up. Her vision was still lost to a white flash, her ears ringing. Not the best circumstances while facing a skillful mob boss, if he had gone for another strike. Who: Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere: Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:00 pmHow dare she Roman thought.Beneath his mask, Roman s eyes opened wide. It was the sign that he would not be able to contain his rage much more.This operation had gone in a direction the Black Mask barely controlled at this point. Any other normal criminal would runaway, cursing at the thugs or goons he employed for their incompetence.But he would not bow down.Roman had analyzed quickly the situation, maybe too quickly, because of this anger running in his veins. The intruder he was about to confront was a young woman. She sounded quite confident as she voiced out the fact she was there to help the congressman Gilly. And more important, she knew him and was not afraid to try to stop him.She was either extremely confident, or a fool Roman stepped into the corridor, and spotted the costumed young woman.Red haired, she was draped in a cape and a wore a dark uniform fitting perfectly her frame. It was even revealing for her curves.Batgirl.Oh Shit, Roman thought as he jumped on her.His gloved hands were aimed at grabbing the heroine s own wrists, but his approach had failed quite miserably.Although the flash grenade had detonated, she seemed to be barely feeling its effect. She had been ready to counter his attack, and without much effort, had leaned on the ground, literally forcing Roman to fall forward, on her. The boots of the heroine landed against his chest, making the Black Mask growl in pain, and as she pushed on his frame, Roman flew over her, spinning in the air and landed hard on his back, in the corridor.He bounced on the floor, his frame rolling away from Batgirl, until he came to an halt close to the henchman she had knocked out previously. Told ya. she mocked.Roman smiled, pushing on his hands to slowly stand up.The crime lord was pretty sure that the congressman Gilly, was hoping for the heroine to succeed, and was feeling some relief. But again, he would not retreat. On the contrary. The heroine's attempt was motivating him to great extend.He straightened and, once standing back on his feet, allowed his eyes to linger on the heroine. He could not underestimate her again. While he considered her as dangerous as the Batman, he had a few tricks up his sleeve that could definitely turn this night into a victory to remember. You overestimate your skills, woman. Roman approached quickly from the young heroine, until his pace turned into a run.While moving, his right hand moved in his back, and atelescopic stun club unfolded in one ample move.He took a jump, and placed one feet against the wall of the corridor, using it as leverage to leap higher, above Batgirl. His right arm described an arch, from up to down.The telescopic club was aimed at her head, in an attempt to connect with her skull, protected by her bat shaped reinforced mask.Should she block it, or should it connect with her frame, Roman would press the button at the base of the club to deliver an intense electric current.Her only chance of escape, was to avoid the blow, and thus be cornered by the Black Mask. The recognizable bat mask the heroine wore concealed her real identity, although didn t cover the expressive big eyes of the redhead. It was more practical this way, albeit offering less protection. No fabric or goggles to filter the brightness of the grenade, she had been affected by its sudden flash. She knew how to fight in dark, and now had to adjust herself for a battle in white before the bomb s influence wore off. Thankfully, her menacing opponent didn t rush for an instant attack, instead getting up to his feet in a slow, but confident pace. Her pupils shrank, it better brought the green of her eyes forward. In the corridor, Barbara raised her clenched fists, taking a defensive stance against the imposing crime lord. Her lithe figure lacked the same level of fright factor her criminal counterpart had. However, that usually had been the case throughout her vigilante career.Not being in peak of her strength, not after the serious injury she had recently shaken off, an overestimation of her capabilities didn t exactly summarize her inner thoughts about herself. On the contrary, she was counting that her quick tempered enemy would underestimate what she could accomplish in her hero persona. Although it could very well back fire, annoying her dangerous foe, fanning the flames of his rage to separate his mind from well thought tactics was her strategy tonight. Despite all, Barbara was still an athletic woman, just not very sturdy. Her best option was to immobilize her opponent before the fight turned into a race of solidity. And she could guess the villain had more men in the building still roaming about healthily. In a mission what started as a regular patrol, she was not supposed to engage in a direct confrontation, so no backup was on the way as well. Maybe I should? The geeky heroine responded. I mean, I m facing a gang who kidnaps old politicians. Barbara claimed. The young woman had a point as well, going after such an easy target wasn t nearly as difficult as robbing a bank or fighting off the half corrupt police force of the gothic city. Fortunately, Roman s black gloves, black mask and dark weapon of choice had a sharp contrast next to his white suit, making it easier to track the man s moves in her dazzled state. Still, she wasn t able to make out the sway of his club fast enough. No time to dodge the attack in a fancy display of her agility, the woman quickly raised one of her arms up in the air instead, cursing that her costume didn t have the same ninja like ridges on the big bat s gloves. The man s blunt weapon hit her arm hard, pushing it down before coming to a stop. At least, it was better than having the club slamming against her charming face. The unpleasant feel of pain lifted her cheeks up, ripping a sharp grunt out of her lips.The sting in her arm still fresh, a sharper wave of pain swept the heroine shapely body. The electrical shock travelled across her form instantly, however its bitter bite lingered on. A hah! The redhead exclaimed in a flash of agony, almost feeling the sudden shockwave in her bones even through the protection of her costume. The stream of energy jumped into her utility belt, instantly frying her electronical tracking device attached to it and producing a few bright sparks. Her free hand still shaking, she dropped a small ball from her golden belt. The round pellet quickly released a cloud of fog. Some of it found its way into the redhead s lungs, however it was worth it. Coughing, Barbara rushed through the nearest door in the corridor. The room she found herself in only had one entrance though, and she was in a bad shape. Certainly not good enough to defend herself from another attack from the masked crime lord. Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pmThe crime lord landed right in front of Batgirl, and used the telescopic club with impressive speed and strength to hit the cowled heroine.Satisfaction was painted on Roman s face, underneath his mask, when the contact was made against the red haired woman s arm. As soon as the heroine blocked the club, Black Mask pressed the button at the base of the weapon.She had kept mocking him : Maybe I should? ... I mean, I m facing a gang who kidnaps old politicians. and this was a revenge.Roman bit his lips and growled while a high voltage current was unleashed into Barbara s flesh. This will shut your mouth ! Roman added. He was heavily panting, and not because of the physical efforts he was deploying against the young woman. It was a reflection of his anger.The adrenaline was flooding into his organism, rendering the fight much less predictable, than if Roman had kept a cold blooded attitude.The Batgirl s attempts to render the Black Mask enraged, and therefore, make mistakes was perfectly functioning.In any other situation, Roman would have simply pushed forward his advantage, while Batgirl was shaking in pain. He would have pressed the button of his club once more, or punch her with his free hand. Maybe he would have grabbed the handgun from his holster and shoot her to end her life. Instead, Roman wanted to enjoy the writhing pain running within the lovely shape of the heroine. His gaze lingered on her while she was struggling to stand on her feet, while her curves were moving in agony, and while a scream of pain was leaving the red lips of her mouth.So her gesture escaped his attention, and when she tossed one of the gadget from her golden utility belt on the floor, it was too late for the Black Mask to react. Fumes invaded his surrounding, and despite the protection offered by his mask, the crime lord started coughing.His eyes fluttered, and he struggled to keep an eye on the silhouette moving away from him.Roman moved his free hand quickly in front of his face to evacuate the smoke, and started walking forward, following approximately the heroine s path. The criminal s henchmen were still too far away to intervene.His eyes finally caught a shape moving ahead of him, and he heard a door opening and closing with noise.The Black Mask stood before the door Barbara had used, and took several deep breaths. A plan started to form into the perverted mind of the crime lord. A plan, in which Batgirl can play an essential role. An enjoyable plan, that will make her lose her cockiness.He sent his feet into the frame of the door, kicking it opened with force.The Black Mask s shadow appeared within theroomwhere the red haired woman was. The dark silhouette painted on the ground was trembling, as the lights within the room were flickering. Roman tapped the club he already used on the heroine against the frame of the door. Knock, knock. He said, observing the heroine.She seemed to be suffering from Roman s previous attack, which indicated he could have a certain advantage. The Black Mask marched on Barbara, noticing that the unique exit of this room was behind him. Roman motioned the club in front of him, pointing at Batgirl s frame. He pressed on the weapon s base once more, so that the blue sparkles of electricity were prominent on the club s extremity, and he threw it accurately on the young woman s chest. Aiming the bat symbol of her uniform.In the same time, without waiting for the result of his attack, which was more a distraction he ran at her, in an attempt to wrap his hands around the heroine s neck, and push her against the wall behind her. A rather short term loneliness accompanied the troubled heroine in the room. She had managed to save herself from the imminent aggression of the masked criminal. However, the momentary safety of this enclosed section was faux. Neither a spacious room to take advantage of her nimbleness, nor one where she could orchestra a skillful escape without running into the villain. The redhead barely had time to pull herself together, let alone making a smart plan. Worn walls that trapped her, the dirty floor that supported her light weight, they all mirrored the crime infested back alleys of the city very well, the same corruption her vigilante persona labored to purify from the likes of Black Mask and his goons.Just next to the window that looked outside, Barbara pressed her back against the wall, watching the doorway with great caution. Her fatigue was apparent under the blinking light. However, she was not yet ready to accept defeat, or deem the mission a failure. Not when innocents required her assistance, when there were criminals to say stop. Feminine body of the heroine wasn t strong enough to punch a hole in the walls, and she wasn t in a good enough shape to jump through the window. Facing the villain where she stood seemed to be the mandatory option for the redheaded crime fighter. Not exactly a fight doomed from the start, a struggle the gifted young woman had the potential of winning in fact, but certainly not the best odds.Soon after her spontaneous fallback, Roman showed his hellish face, mocking the heroine s unfavorable situation with his menacing deep voice. Gloved fingers of the woman once again went down to her utility belt, drawing out a trademark combat gadget from one of the well organized pouches. It s prison. Barbara talked back, announcing the fate awaited her enemy and his gang. Her arm swung in a short arc, her fingers letting go of the throwing weapon. All things considered, her aim was good. The bat shaped object spun in the air and swiftly flew towards its target. Slightly missing the white suit of the criminal, the batarang stuck into the wooden door frame. An admirable throw, but not very helpful.An unconfined rage to fuel his attacks, Barbara witnessed the intimidating rush of her opponent. Blunt end of his technological club came in contact with her frame, its tip already emitting sparks. A second time, the unpleasant shock strained her muscles. A A HAHA! A more dreadful whimper escaped the heroine s tender lips. It hurt more than any kick she had ever received to her chest. Released energy shocked the heroine s bosom, certainly not the most merciful spot to strike on a woman. Her enemy was smartly dressed, but hardly a gentleman. Uugh! Barbara crossed her arms across her chest to cope up with the immobilizing pain. Her whimper turned into a gargle as two keen hands hugged her throat. Her smaller hands grasped the man s wrists. Her eyes widened, the charming heroine slowly began to slide down the wall she was pressed against, her fingers slowly relaxing as the man s firm grasp interrupted the air flow to her lungs. Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pmThe tension filled the abandonedroomonce the Black Mask and Batgirl faced each other. The criminal was gauging the young woman s current capacities, in order to avoid underestimating her once more. After all, the pain rippling throughout the muscles in his back was a memory of the cowled heroine s skills and strength.The words that left Barbara s mouth still contained a sense of justice, of courage, yet Roman could feel a faint trembling in her voice. Doubt ? It s prison. she said.Her ample gesture and dexterity competed with his own. The brave young woman and the mad man were executing a perfect duel. The weapons crossed each other in the air, in opposite trajectories. The club, emitting blue sparkles of electricity and the batarang, with its razor s edges.Roman s race towards Barbara had started seconds after the club has left his hand, and the batarang passed right above his right shoulder, brushing the side of his mask. The spinning bat shaped weapon had slightly cut the white suit of the crime Lord, at the level of his shoulder, but it did not stop him.On the other hand, the club connected with the young woman s chest, it touched the bat symbol at the level of her bosom, and bounced against them, before falling at the heroine s feet. The electricity had the time to spread within Barbara s flesh, and a very satisfied Black Mask, observed the heroine in pain, once more trembling under the taser attack.His hands wrapped around Batgirl s throat, and Roman pushed forward his advantage.The heroine seemed more or less paralyzed by the recent bad encounter between her flesh and electricity. The Black Mask asserted his grip on the heroine s throat and lifted her up while he kept running.He only stopped once her back would hit a wall, that was behind her. For a moment, he paused his strangling attack, allowing Batgirl to feel the floor with her feet again. His hands unleashed Barbara s throat and Roman leaned his frame against hers.He pressed his chest against the red haired heroine, and placed his face aside her right cheek. The texture of the criminal's mask was very close to the heroine s face, and Roman moved his own face close to Barbara s ear. She could sense his rapid breathing, and how he was literally smelling her perfume emanating from the crease of her neck.One of Roman s hand moved from the side of Barbara s neck, down her chest. The gloved palm of the crime Lord described a path on the heroine s flesh, following the curves of her chest, aiming further down, until Black Mask s hand landed on her right hip. I smell fear, Batgirl. Is it really only fear or something else more like excitement ? One of Black Mask s hand was still next to the heroine s throat, and he cupped her chin, moving it on the side, to try to force Batgirl s eyes to meet his. His other hand, on the hip of the heroine wrapped on the utility belt she used so many times in her fights, and grabbed it strongly. He pulled on the belt in an attempt to detach it from Batgirl s waist. Before its fall to the ground, blunt weapon of the villain had done its job by leaving the masked heroine open for a troubling attack, no need to mention the dreadful shiver it sent through her shapely body. Just like their dark color, the gloved hands that firmly grasped the redhead s throat imposed a dark fate upon the young crime fighter, slowly pulling down a curtain of shadow to her vision even if her big green eyes remained open and wide. The pressure around her neck squeezed out a few distressed coughs and grunts out of the heroine as she became dizzier over time. Below her charming face, over her protruding chest, a distinct dark spot across her golden bat insignia marked the spot where the club hit her body. Soon, her boots lost contact with the floor. Lifting the light weight of her shapely body had been proven to be a trivial task for the crime lord as the menacing man pushed her up and against the wall. It was no shocking revelation to comprehend that her enemy was physically superior to her in terms of sheer muscle strength.Cold wall behind her pressing against the woman s back, her feet off the ground, each passing second drained the heroine s energy from her nimble form, and air out of her lungs. For dear life, she began to flail her legs, aimlessly cycling and kicking through the thin air. The man was too close for her feet to gain enough momentum for a strong kick, and she too weak to exert the necessary effort. Thankfully, the suited man eventually allowed her to breathe. A deep gasp drew the moody air of the small room into her lungs, heaving her chest. Dry coughs came out of the geeky woman, reflecting her distress rather well. A frog in her throat deepened the petite vigilante s voice. You won t get away with this Barbara managed to speak her mind between her still irregular, shallow breaths. I m not afraid of you. She could make no compromises when she carried the infamous symbol of the bat. Her sprit stood firm, although her physical sturdiness surely had been lowered by Black Mask s attacks.Violating her personal space was the lightest crime Roman had committed tonight. Kidnapping a congressman, conducting a political heist, he had a lot to answer for. If it weren t for the dreadful mask her aggressor wore, the redheaded heroine would have felt the man s warm breath against her fair skin for how close Roman stood before her. One of the hands that used to grasp her throat in an unlovely hug slid down her neck. She definitely wasn t very fond of such close contact with a criminal. In a mixture of confusion and fury, Barbara squinted her pretty eyes at the man as his fingers boldly flew down her bosom. The same hand moved farther down, definitely lower than what Barbara would consider acceptable. Keep your paws off! The charming heroine scolded the criminal with questionable intentions.It was a relief to find out that it was really her belt what the crime lord was aiming for and not something else. However, it was also a great inconvenience to lose her collection of gadgets. Despite being a gifted girl and a decent fighter, her combat style made use of, and in a way, depended on the usage of said defensive and offensive gizmos. Strong yanking of her utility belt twitched Barbara s narrow waist with it. Her golden accessory contained advanced equipment, although was, more or less, a regular belt itself. In a sharp clang, the belt gave in from the joint in the front and uncoiled off her body like a fancy waistband, its contents making it heavier than what one would expect. My belt! The heroine noticed the sudden relaxation around her waist as the yellow accessory raced away from her in the man s hand. Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pm You won t get away with this ... I m not afraid of you. Beneath the mask that was shaped as a dark skull, Roman bit the lips of his mouth. The bat cowled heroine was either as mad as he was, or unconscious of the danger she was into. How could she keep speaking with such words to him while his hand was wrapped around her throat ? While his frame was leaning against her curves, brushing her flesh ?"You keep defying me and I hate THAT !"he yelled at the heroine while succeeding in detaching her belt. The violent gesture had pulled her frame against Black Mask, and both chest contacted for mere seconds. This contact allowed Roman to feel the soft flesh of Batgirl's mounds, beneath her costume, and fueled a little more the plan he now wanted to set in motion with her. He made a few vertebrae crack before growling : "This belt..."he said, while his left hand moved from Batgirl's throat and slid along her shoulder and down her right arm."...will..." he grabbed strongly her right wrist, and attempted to wrap the yellow belt around it "...be..." he secured the hold of the belt onto Barbara's wrist in a clicking sound "...your..." Roman moved to bent Batgirl's arm in her back and force her to spin. Soon he would attempt to grab her other arm, in order to wrap the remaining length of her utility belt around her wrist "...rope."The Black Mask was about to put together Barbara's wrists in her back, above her cape. He was executing rapid movements, and made use of the same strength he deployed when he lifted the heroine by her throat, and forced her to contact one wall of the abandoned room. With both arms working on the heroine's wrists, the Black Mask anticipated that she may try to resist, send punches or kicks, and so he will try to push forward his advantage and flatten Batgirl's chest and entire body against the wall she once had her back against.In order to have her in a more obedient state , Roman was ready to tolerate being kicked or punched. Still, he will also start exerting a more manipulative approach by words. Roman will add while attempting to capture the heroine :"This stupid congressman, this old pervert and corrupted politician, is still in danger, Batgirl...you can choose between his life or a wild resistance..." The pair of round fruits the geeky redhead carried on her chest acted as pillowy dampers to absorb some of the pressure of the villain s leaning body. While the black masked figure represented the corruption across the dark city, everything Barbara set off to fight against, the young woman s hero persona had become a symbol of dread for the criminal underworld at the same time. During her so called missions against the world of crime, Barbara had gotten used to face this kind of fiery aggression. Hiding her natural concerns, masking her fears in such threatening scenarios had turned into usual practice in her grim adventures. Regardless, fighting dangerous gangsters, distasteful possibility of getting captured by wicked organizations, they were all undoubtedly bone chilling experiences the brave heroine admittedly feared. Confident, but alarmed it pretty much summarized the young crime fighter s mindset while she wore the tights. And I hate vests. The feminine member of the bat family expressed her critique of her enemy s appeal. So clich for a gangster She continued as a hand bigger than hers grabbed her arm from the wrist. A muffled grunt followed her quips as her lithe body was forced to turn around to face the other way, her short cape providing an extra layer to separate her soft flesh from the irritated mobster s muscular form. It was now the scruffy walls of the shady room what her bosom uncomfortably pressed on. The villain moved swiftly and Barbara found both of her hands connected behind her back. Sturdy material of her belt was made to handle the rough handling of Black Mask. She was smart enough to know that it wasn t something she could simply tear off. Your white tie too. The bold heroine claimed. What are you, a waiter? She raised one knee to press it against the wall to make herself some space in front of her.Given its thickness, her utility belt wouldn t have made a very practical rope as Roman had claimed. It wasn t rigid enough to prevent it from being run around her wrists however. You d be surprised how wild I can get! A makeshift restraint to hold her arms together, Barbara sprang and pushed her lithe body up in the air. Like a little ninja, the agile heroine briefly defied gravity and walked on the wall. The admirable redhead proved to be a slippery girl. She rolled back in the air, only to drop to her boots behind Black Mask. When she landed on the floor, Barbara jumped farther back from the suited man. Because of the positioning of her arms, her balance was off however. So she stumbled and fell onto her shapely hips. Unlikely to rip her belt open, the young woman acted fast. She raised her feet off the ground, pulling her knees towards her chest. The light contortion of her body further stretched the fabric of her costume, better defining the shape of her bottom in the process. Her bound hands slid under her butt and moved up around her bent legs. At least, she now had them in front of her. Who:Roman Sionis The Black MaskWhere:Abandoned building in GothamWhen: 04 09 2020, 10:20 pmA warm sensation has started to take hold within Roman s frame, in his brain, in his chest, and below. The contact of Barbara s desirable flesh was not like the feeling he had from other women. The Black Mask was a crime lord with a reputation of madness and of dominant unstable psyche, and during the encounters he had with other women, it made Roman s partners incredibly quiet and passive.This attitude was often killing the Black Mask s appetite for flesh. But there, this was totally different.He was brushing and feeling this woman s curves, and for once, there was an extreme resistance. She was fighting back, and even mocking him. Such bravery was a quality that Roman was confronted to quite rarely. Coming from the daring heroine, this fight was turning into a challenge for Roman s to possess her.The pressing large frame of the crime Lord was become stronger against Batgirl while she spoke and until he made her spin, so as to wrap her utility belt around her wrists. And I hate vests. . So clich for a gangster Your white tie too. . What are you, a waiter? By Heaven and Hell, I am so going to have you shut up I am going to teach you a lesson I ll find enjoyable and maybe I ll have others take a look. You know the stage is ready for your performance She was turning him into some sort of clown. He was not the Joker, or another of Gotham s fools who were behind bars in the Arkham Asylum. He was far beyond them, he was someone who has been capable to unite the organized crime of this city into one immense faction. He was not going to make the same mistakes than these criminals. He was flawless, and was not going to underestimate her . WHAT THE F ! Roman s frame suddenly lost contact with Batgirl s resisting, writhing body. The Black Mask s eyes followed the incredibly agile heroine as she defied gravity, walked on the wall pushing him away in the process and forcing him to lose any sort of grip on her and disappeared in his back.It felt as if it was happening in slow motion, and in slow motion as well, Roman face met with another element. A wall. That precise wall, against which he had held Barbara against, was now the source of a brutal come back to reality.Roman s face hit the wall hard he bounced against it, stumbling backwards. Immediately his hands moved on the side of his face, and he shook his head.He just underestimated her. Roman realized that, by his attitude, he showed she was right. He was no different than all these costumed, mad, villains in Arkham Asylum. He just proved it and to say that this infuriated him was far from reality. He could have burst into rage and flames, into an uncontrollable beast, rushing forward. But he did not.This fight was not over, and a cold blooded attitude transpired from Roman Sionis. He avoided looking at her, for a couple of seconds, and took a deep breath. He spoke calmly: You almost got me. You almost turned me into one of these criminals you put easily behind bars by mocking me, making me lose my temper. Ohhh, I am going to enjoy this Roman turned around, and behind his mask he smiled. He could feel a thin line of blood running from his nose down along the side of his mouth. His tongue briefly removed it. These seconds, he took for discussion, could have left enough time for Batgirl to stand back up. But in anyway, it was not going to change his attitude. He adjusted the sleeves of his jacket, before marching on Barbara.He offered his frame as an easy target hoping for her to attack and kick him. Should she try this, he would brace himself, suffer the kick but try to block her leg against his frame.Should she just move back up, Roman would send a hand forward, to try to grab the belt hanging from Barbara s wrist and use it to pull her against him.In any case, this fight was going to get dirtier as one free hand would close in a fist and aim at the junction between the heroine s legs. The challenge of facing this nimble crime fighter should have become clearer when Barbara demonstrated her problem solving skills and agility. Escaping from Black Mask s uncomfortable grasp was of course only the first step of this battle. She could only heave a sigh of relief when the villain would be defeated. It was the redhead s unofficial job after all, overcoming the ones like Roman. After that, cleaning the rest of the building off his thugs and eventually rescuing the old congressman would be a piece of cake for the young heroine. A heroic task Barbara was willing to perform at all costs. The unpleasant idea of what would be the consequences of not exactly emerging victorious from this whole ordeal, the geeky redhead preferred to dismiss it from her brilliant mind. Bearing this half ignorant state of mind, she wasn t sure what the villain meant by this stage performance, so to speak. Show's over Black Mask. Barbara claimed. The second act would be behind the bars. Although Roman surely carried hints of mental instability, a prison cell was a more suitable place than an asylum for this particular criminal. While he spent his time throwing more threats at the young woman, Barbara utilized the opportunity to collect herself. She sprang to her booted feet, standing not incredibly tall before the masked criminal. Her hands balled into little fists. The leather gloves of the woman creaked, their golden color matching the utility belt that ran around her wrists. Having her hands tied up undoubtedly posed an additional challenge on defeating her enemy. Already expecting the man to unleash the rest of his rage upon her, for now, she kept her stance instead of exerting more effort to undo the binding. You are predictable Black Mask. The redhead strategically mocked to ignite the villain s frenzy herself. I can beat you with my hands tied behind my back. As the next phase of the battle was initiated, it seemed like Barbara s tactics were working out. A quick assessment of the situation informed Barbara of the openings Roman offered. Since her hands were tied, well placed kicks would need to do the job. Her shapely legs were stronger than her arms anyway. The nimble heroine acted swiftly, unleashing a barrage of kicks against her broad enemy. They came from various angles, and lashed in different directions. The gifted heroine put her training into practice. Little ninja s strikes hit their target in satisfying thuds. With the man s imposing physique, it almost felt like kicking a sturdy tree. Throughout her offense, Barbara kept her arms close to her body to make them play a defensive role. So far, her chest had received the most abuse. Protecting her bust against the criminal lord s further aggression was the best she could do. Diversely however, this time Black Mask s clenched fist picked a different target.Between the heroine s kicks, an unannounced blow thwapped into her body. Next to the many strikes Barbara managed to land, it was the only one she received. However, a quite effective one at that. The low blow she suffered showed its influence over the petite crime fighter almost instantly. The bitter sting pulsed in her groin and spread through her body like a bolt of electricity, widening her pretty eyes and parting her tender lips. A HAH! She shrieked in a sudden rush of pain. Loud enough that the congressman in the other room could hear it. The woman s knees immediately clapped together, her awkwardly bent legs forming and upside down Y above the floor. Ung She quickly drew her gloved hands over her crotch to give her womanhood mild comfort. Shortly after, Barbara sunk to her knees, the bitter ache stretching her mouth. Bastard! Uhh The redhead cursed on the floor. She was indeed in a vulnerable spot.

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The Once & Future Kingdom - DnD 5e [Closed for ZRS]

"lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" The Wyrmberg. A small but pivotal nation caught between mighty empires. For centuries the bastion of freedom and fair trade has stood against its powerful neighbours through the use of canny alliances and political machinations, always ensuring that its continued existence is far more valuable as a strategic buffer than a conquered, rebellious fiefdom would ever be. The Royal Family of the Wyrmberg, whose original name has long passed from living memory, has stood the test of time so far, but in recent days that has changed. The old king is dead in mysterious circumstances, and his bride queen long before him. His only living heir left behind, the Princess Ravara of the Wyrmberg, has only just come of age and many do not believe her fit to take charge of the nation. With the kingdom's leadership in doubt, ambassadors from many of the major nations have descended on the Wurmberg seeking to gain favour with whomever ends up seated on the throne, or whomever stands behind it giving the orders to the puppet ruler. It was a crisp, cool Autumn day, with the threat of snow hanging in the air of the far flung provincial kingdom as the ship finally docked at the harbour. High about, the majestic floating mountain that was the Wyrmberg proper hung suspended in the air, giant chains holding it in place as the mysterious science of the dwarves lifted it above the ground. Few knew the secret of the inverted peak, although many had surmised it was no magic which made the giant rock fly.For the passengers disembarking however, the wonder of the city had waned over the last few long days of their voyage. Many of those onboard were returning once more to the city, following pilgrimages from small farming settlements and distant towns still loyal to the old rulers of the kingdom to pay their respects to their recently deceased sovereign, but some were travelling there for the first time. Even for them though the peak had become just another part of the landscape, and most were just happy to finally arrive back on dry land, even land which lived under the shadow of such a sight.Taking his time, one particular individual sat to one side of the gangplank, watching as each of his fellow travellers disembarked as his hand scribbled note into a small, leatherbound book held at his waist. For many this was the first time they had seen the stranger during the long journey as he'd seldom left his cabin on the upper decks. Now that they did, they saw a elegant individual, clearly of elvish descent although his precise race was a little uncertain. His clothes were well maintained, and immaculately cut to his body, although most of them were obscured by the heavy cloak he'd decided to wear while confronting the chill wind washing off the sea.After a few moments, the individual rose to his feet, and with a nod to a deckhand who was in the process of offloading the passengers' cargo began to make his way down onto the docks. His stride was forthright and certain, while at the same time a small bounce in his step showed him to be more graceful than somer would first guess, and as he stepped down onto the wet dockway he tuned with practiced ease to watch as his luggage was lowered down beside him.Suddenly from out of the crowd, an individual dressed as yet another dock worker stepped forwards, placing one hand on the strangers as he leant in close to whisper something in their ear before slipping back into the crowd once more. The whole exchange had taken but a moment, and at first there seemed to be nothing untowards to it, but a moment later the stranger turned, his mouth hanging open in shocked surprise as he lifted a bloodstained hand from under his cloak, lifting it up as if trying to understand what he was seeing.The crowd murmured in surprise as the stranger collapsed down onto the dock, his bloodstain hand outreached as a rapidly growing pool of his precious life fluids spread out around him. From the surprised crowd, a young woman rushes up to the downed stranger. She shouts to the crowd,"Is there a healer here?" as she tries to stop the bleeding with her hands and checking to see if the man was still alive or was he beyond saving. This woman would have been mistaken for a human princess, thanks to her physique being taller and curvier than what is seen in the common elven woman. However her pointy elf ears are a clear indicator of the girl's elven heritage. Following her lead, another woman, this one a green dragonborn in a very revealing red outfit, kneels beside the stranger and tries to help stop the bleeding with her hands as well. A third woman moves her way to the front of the crowd and looks at the bleeding man. Her toned and tan body is being hugged by her short tank top. But who are these three girls and what are they doing here? For that we need to roll back the clock. Each one of the three had left their respective homes for their own reasons. They were all heading to the land of Wyrmberg. The blonde haired elven woman was Kathleen Burnes, an elf on a journey to see the world. The green dragonborn was Nala Pyrixis, a dragonborn from the Pyrixis clan who, following the tradition of her people, came out into the world to make a name for herself and perhaps meet her Gold Dragon father. The third woman is Kate Cyanwolf, a mercenary who ran into trouble with the mafia in her city and had to flee the land.Perhaps it was fate that brought them together on the same boat where they met. However, now they find themselves in the scene of a murder or an attempted one. What plans does fate have for the three ladies? Well, that still remains in their hands. Reaching up, the stranger grasped at the front of the woman's armour, his bloodstained fingers inadvertently grazing against her cleavage as he did. Pulling her down closer he rummaged beneath his cloak with his other hand before thrusting it up against her. Holding her close the stranger tried to breath out his last words, but all Kathleen could hear were a few gargled whispers as the blood bubbled inside his throat.In the distance, both Kate and Kathleen hear the sound of guards approaching, while Nala attention is drawn to a strange pendant half hidden under the neckline of the stranger's leather bodysuit. Kate looks off in the distance and comments to herself,"Well... it's about time the cops got here." She doesn't attempt to leave she just stands there and waiting for the guards to arrive. Kathleen is not too bothered by the guards. She keeps trying to keep the man alive. She grabs her arms around the stranger and says,"Don't try to talk. The guards are coming. They'll save you. Stay with me, sir!" Meanwhile Nala hesitates a bit. The pendant looks important. Why was the stranger suddenly killed? The guards are going to be here any moment. Nala just stands with mouth half open as she watches the man slowly die in Kathleen's arms. Nala wasn't the best when it came to acting in situations like these. She had little worldly experience, being somewhat sheltered by her mother growing up. Her inexperience is compounded by having to confront such a situation so shortly after getting off the ship after the long journey.She thinks about stealing the amulet just to get a better look at it. However, she decides against doing it. Instead she reaches her hand forward and fishes out the amulet from under the man's clothes. She doesn't try to take it, just get a better look and commit the details of the amulet to memory. Quickly Nala pulls the pendant out into the open, examining it closely for a moment. Thesymbolis unmistakably that ofThe Inquisition, the peacekeeping organisation sent between the kingdoms to ensure wars are stopped before they can start, or preferably not at all. The organisation often works from the shadows, only revealing themselves when necessary, fighting threats to peace and order throughout the lands.The crowds part and four guards in shining metal armour burst through, two of them brandishing swords and shields while the two behind them have spears and shields. The one in the lead has golden adornments on her pauldrons, and her general manner suggests she is in command of the small group accompanying her.For a second she glances over the scene, and spots Nala's hand inside the stranger's clothing."Get away from there!"she shouts, before turning back towards the other guards."Take these thieves into custody, immediately!" Nala, startled by the assertion steps away from the man. She places her hands in the open to show that she has no intention of stealing anything. She keeps her eyes locked on the guard. Kathleen quickly stands up. Her white armor is now stained with blood. She tries to explain, "Wait, we aren't thieves. The man suddenly fell to the ground and started bleeding. I had to go and see if he was alright." Kate huffs and says,"Arrest first and ask questions later type of guys aren't you?" She crosses her arms and looks quite irritated. While at first the lead guard seemed happy to accept Kathleen's claim, Kate's comment still riled her. "Okay, you're not under arrest, but I'm still taking you in for questioning."The guard moved around the trio, the two with spears keeping their distance, weapons ready, while the swordsman stepped in closer. "Hold out your hands, please." The three share glances with each other. Then Nala slowly holds out their hands. Kathleen follows and then Kate. Tentatively, his eyes never moving away from the suspects in front of him, the guard slipped his sword into the sheath hanging at his waist. Reaching for a small pouch clipped to his belt, the guard pulled out a small, featureless grey stone.Without giving the women a chance to respond, he moved between them, waving the stone over their hands while mumbling something under his breath that only Kathleen was quick enough to catch."Bind in light,"he murmured, in a drab monotone, as though this was a meaningless well used phrase he'd repeated a thousand times before.As he stepped away again, all the guards seemed to relax, as though now believing themselves somehow safe when a moment before they hadn't been. As the adventurers glanced down at their hands, they could see a strange glyph barely visible in the air just above the backs of each hand."Let in now be known you are in the custody of the Bergsmen*,"the leader of the group began to recite, in the same drab manner as the guard had used a moment before,"Your safety will be ensured by the Bergsmen until such time as you come to face charges. You are bound to the outkeep, and may not leave without permission of the Bergmen. You are restricted from handling weapons of any kind, without permission of the Bergmen."Suddenly turning away from the docks, the guard leader strode towards a tall, crenellated structure a short distance away,"Bring them,"she barked out in her wake, her tone still sounding slightly annoyed at Kate's backtalk.Stepping up around them, one of the guards1 leant in closer to Kathleen, and in a low half whisper muttered in her ear,"Best just do as she says, luv. It's been a week and I think she's looking to butt heads with something she can handle."The guard2 on the other side of her, standing between Kathleen and Nala, let a short low warning growl escape from her throat. The first guard quickly dodged back a foot before pulling his shield up in front of himself in a professional manner, a sheepish look darting across his face at the chastisement he'd received.* name of the local guard organisation 1 Spearman 1 2 Spearman 2 Nala looks stressed. She's not sure why they're being taken in when they hadn't done anything. She just looks around at the people and then down at her feet. Kate glares back at the captain and says passive aggressively, "Charges for what? For trying to save a man who was dying? Would you just rather we stand by and do nothing then?" Kate lowers her hands and moves them toward her hip. Kathleen was about to protest but the whisper of the guard1 stopped her from doing that. Instead she just nods and moves her hands around in the air, trying to figure out if the glyph restricts her movement or something else. The friendlier guard turned towards the boisterous barbarian, smiling in what he hoped would be seen as a pleasing manner,"Don't worry, it's just a thing we have to say whenever we take someone in for questioning.""'Just something we have to say'?"The other guard snorted with disgust, "The Bergman's Oath is one of the most important civil liberties granted to us by the Crowns. It protects the common folk from Tyranny and Oppression, and ensures the Freedom and Prosperity of All."As she spoke, the guard's eyes gazed off into the middle distance, viewing the Glorious Future Of The Nation which lay just over the horizon.The first guard shrugged,"If you say so. All I know is they dock my wages whenever I forget to say it, even that time I caught Swanson pissing in the back alley and locked her up for the night to sober up."Ahead of them, the swordsman turned back for a moment."Will you two shut the fuck up! We're supposed to be on duty here. Show some decorum.""Sorry, sir,"the two junior guardsmen muttered in unison, before gesturing for the adventurers to please start walking.While all this was going on Kathleen was waving her hand around in the air in front of her. The glowing glyph seemed to leave a faint trailing the air, but as she clenched her hands, flexing the muscles and testing their dexterity and strength, there didn't seem to be any negative effect on her at all, but her instincts told her there was definitely some sort of limitation in place, even if she didn't know what it was yet. Kate rolls her eyes at the guard's speech. She's heard it all before. To protect the common folk from tyranny and oppression? That's a riot. The only protecting the guards in her homeland did was protect the crime bosses and going after those that dared to not let themselves get fucked by the gang's power metaphorically and sometimes literally. Suffice to say, Kate did not hold the highest opinion of law enforcement. All they do is cause trouble in her opinion.Though she has no intention of drawing her weapon right now, she feels that were she to try it, something bad will happen thanks to the glyphs. Meanwhile Nala is looking tense and unsure of herself.Despite their hesitance to get taken in by the guards for what they believe is no good reason, the three girls quietly walks with the guards. Nala is holding her hands together in front of her. Kathleen is walking normally though much slower than the stride at which she usually moves at. Kate still has her arms crossed and continues to glare a hole into the back of the female guard's head. As they made their way towards what was most likely the dock's guard post, the small group were intercepted by a couple of other guards. These were dressed differently than their compatriots however, with leather armour and short skirts around their waist which seemed to be covering a collection of small pouches, stoppered flasks and herb sacks."Where's the victim?"One of the newcomers asked, throwing a disdainful eye towards the adventurers as she wrinkled her nose with distaste. The girl was shorter than most of the others around her, but still too tall for a gnome. Without pointed ears or any other stereotypical features she was likely a human, but perhaps her heritage had a little gnomish in it as well, or perhaps even goblin."Back that way,"the lead guard replied, turning back to point towards the tall ship was still in the process of unloading."I can't be sure, but I think they may have stabbed him. I didn't see a weapon drawn though, so magic may have been involved."Continuing on Kathleen suddenly got the impression that the group was being followed, but as she glanced around all she could see were the crowds of dock workers going about their business. With a similar sense of fashion shared amongst them, which at best could be described as 'shabby chic', it was difficult to recognise anyone as they all moved with purposeful strides about the docks and wharf. Kate interjects to guard captain's assertion with heavy sarcasm,"Gee, you're right! Maybe we stabbed him for no reason what so ever. If only there was a large crowd you could have asked for their testimonies before jumping to the first thing that came to your mind and calling it a day." Kate has a sneer on her face as she says this. Nala looks up at the guard captain says more frantically and less aggressively,"We didn't stab the man. We saw a crowd gather around a man that was bleeding to death on the floor. We rushed in trying to stop his bleeding!"Kathleen on the other hand doesn't say anything. She seems a bit distracted. She keeps looking around trying to see if she can spot anyone among the crowds that might be following them. However she fails to discern anything concrete. She doesn't see anyone following them but she can't shake the feeling. She mumbles to herself , "Maybe it's just my imagination?" Reaching the door to the guard post, the lead guard turned and shot an angry glare at Kate, seeming to ignore Nala's interjection in the process."Be warned. We could just as easily charge you with resisting arrest or disturbing the peace right now, but we have more important matters to deal with." With that the leader turned away, disappearing out of view inside the building.Stepping up the friendlier guard turned to face Kate, smiling nervously as he did."Look, please just cooperate. We're investigation the crime as best we can, but with so many people around things could quickly turn into a mob. It's best we get you somewhere safe, in case that guy had friends who think you're guilty and decide to return the favour, if you know what I mean."Sighing heavily, the other spear carrier turned her gaze away."Listen, you stupid barbarian, you're not under arrest. We just want to ask you a few questions to see what you know about what just happened."Her tone was slow and steady, almost insultingly so, as if she was talking to a small child or a simpleton, and her attitude was almost mockingly relaxed all things considered. Kate snaps back at the other spear carrier. She starts,"Oh You "Before she can finish however, Kathleen gets between her and the guard with a quick burst of fast footwork. She raises her hands to make herself "wider". She says, "Kate, please! Let's not fight right now. Let's just see what they want." Kate starts to say, "They can't just "but Kathleen cuts her off again. "Kate! Look now's not the time to start a fight. I get that you're pissed off and rightfully so and that you don't think too highly of law enforcement but let's leave that for now. Okay?" Kate just huffs and looks away.Meanwhile Nala is just staring at the whole scene of Kate, the spear wielding woman and Kathleen. She's not sure what to say right now but if the guards say that they aren't in trouble, that's good. She feels reassured about their whole situations. Just a few questions nothing to worry about. "Hurry up and get inside," Growled the spearwoman, getting impatient. Thrusting her shield forwards, she slammed it into Kathleen's back......and forcing her to take a step forwards, bumping into Kate roughly. Luckily both women remained on their feet, although Kathleen had to grasp at Kate's clothing to maintain her balance, accidentally pulling the tank top aside as she did to momentarily expose her friend's chest.For a second all the guards can do is stare at the display in shock, but after a moment's pause the nicer spearman quickly turned his head away, eyes peering into the heavens as a rich red tinge burnt across his face. The swordsman standing nearby raised a hand to his face, trying to cover up an amused smirk with a cough as he in turn began to examine the cobblestones beneath his feet with obvious enthusiasm.The spearwoman just smirked playfully, her eyes roaming over the exposed flesh with obvious appreciation for her prisoner's fine physique. After a second she stepped forwards, offering a hand to Kathleen in way of apology."I'm sorry, I just..."she mumbled,"Look, please just get inside, okay?" Kate's large shapely breasts pop out of her top. The sudden sequence of events leaves Kathleen a bit stunned, making her forget to let go and thus, leaving Kate's round breasts out for people to see. If Kate was as pale as Kathleen was, she would have turned bright red from embarrassment and anger. Kate simply pushes Kathleen away and fixes her top. She doesn't say anything further but she keeps her fists clenched. Nala looks away, not wanting to stare and make her friend feel even more uncomfortable.Kate storms off into the guard station wordlessly. Kathleen follows behind the merc saying, "Kate! It was an accident! Sorry!" Kate is now angrier than before and the fact that she is quiet is a key indicator of that. Nala is the last to enter. She walks in after her two other companions enter. She keeps her head down and gaze on the floor as she enters the guard house. Stepping through the doorway, Kate found herself inside the small structure. The walls were made of what looked like simple but sturdy stone, cut with an expert hand long enough ago to show signs of wear at the edges.In the room ahead there were several small desks against the left hand wall, mostly covered with bound ledgers and rolled parchments, and a middle aged gnome with a pair of spectacles halfway down his nose seemed to be drifting between them almost at random, as far as she could tell. Behind the desks several large windows looked out over the harbour, heavy storm shutters fastened securely above ready to be pulled down when needed, but for a soft, chill breeze washed in, carrying the scent of the sea.On her right was a large cage which took up most of the length of the chamber, its door hanging open with the keys dangling precariously from the lock.Just to the left as she entered, Kate immediately spotted a rack of weapons, including several swords, maces and even a crossbow, but none of them seemed to be of any exceptional worth at first glance. Next to that were several armour stands, most of which were empty, apart for one which held a suit of armour similar to the ones worn by the guards she'd already met, but scaled down to gnomish size.At the far end of the room was a desk noticeably larger than the others, and also faer more organised. A large tome lay open in the centre, with a small glowing orb hanging nearby, shining light down over the pages. A pen was resting in the dip between the open pages, and a small inkwell had been placed on top of the book as though someone had been in the process of writing when called away.A separate armour stand and weapon rack stood behind the desk, and from where she was standing Kate could see a gold trimmed suit hung haphazardly in place. Behind them was an open door, the opening leading into another, smaller room but from where she was standing Kate couldn't make out any details of what lay beyond. Kate stands around, observing the surroundings As she waited for Nala and Kathleen to enter as well as the remaining guards. Kathleen enters the room, still apologizing. Kate turns to her and says,"Don't apologize. It's not you I'm angry with." As the others in the small group file into the room, the guards all seem to notable relax. Both the swordsman and the spearmen deposit their weapons and shields on the rack beside the door before moving to take up seats behind the desk, making themselves comfortable as the gaze out over the water. The spearwoman on the other hand ships the long weapon, and instead pulls out a shortsword, eyeing Kate all the while.After a few moments, the lead guard steps back in through the rear door, carrying a tray with several rough mugs and a large pitcher on it, along with several pastries and small plates. Lowering down onto her desk she carefully takes a seat, taking a moment to tidy away the pen and inkwell before smoothing out the ledger pages, closing the book and sliding it to one side.Out of her armour, which was indeed the set not hanging from the stand beside her, the woman appeared to be in her mid to late thirties, with a well toned, muscular body clothed with a simple spun tunic, which seemed heavy enough to be comfortable in the cool air of the local environment. Her straw coloured hair and piercing blue eyes stood out from her peers, most of whom were darker brunettes, and her face was chiselled with creases which spoke of a hard lived life. There was a slight sharpness to her ears that hinted at a mixed ancestry, although nothing which clearly showed her to be anything other than human.Steepling her fingers together she leant forwards over the table, her large breasts moving in interesting ways under her top as she did."Now, I'm Lieutenant Crause, in command of this post, and the crime which took place comes under my jurisdiction. Before we go any further, is there anything you'd like to tell me before we begin?" Nala's tribe did not have organized law enforcement. Any crime that was committed was usually handled by the people of the village. This included catching the criminals and also determining whether the offender was indeed guilty or innocent. So the true meaning of the captain's question went over her head.She asks sheepishly,"Um... I'm Nala and these are my friends, Kathleen and Kate. We aren't in trouble are we?"Kate and Kathleen both stare at Nala. Kate has a look of "Why are you saying that" on her face while Kathleen is just smiling like how an embarrassed mother would smile after her daughter says something that no one asked to know. "Not right now," Lt. Crause replied, a crooked smile skirting the side of her mouth,"And hopefully, if you help me with my enquiries to the best of your abilities, you won't be later either."Leaning back, the lieutenant took a deep inhalation of air as she placed her hands palms down and pushed back from her desk a little. Beside them the gnome scribbled down a note in a small book, his presence a surprise as none had noticed him approaching until now."If you have nothing to volunteer, I think we can get things started then,"Crause continued, her tone a tad sharper than it had been moments before,"Do you have any idea who the victim may have been?"As she spoke her eyes darted between the women standing in front of her, studying them for any signs of guilt or deception,"Or why anyone would have cause to murder him?" Kate just stares off at a wall. Kathleen shakes her head and says,"We just got here not even an hour ago. We haven't really seen the man before today and don't know who he is and why someone would want to murder him." Kate turns her gaze back at the captain and adds at the end of Kathleen's explanation, "Same."After Kathleen and Kate finishes their respective answers, Nala says,"I'm also new to this land and haven't met the person before now but..." She pauses for a bit and says, "While trying to stop the man's bleeding, I noticed he had a amulet. The amulet had the sign of the Inquisition so I guess he may have been a part of that? As to why someone would want him dead... I don't know. Maybe someone did not want him doing whatever it is that he was sent here to do but I really don't know." Her friends listen to Nala with great interest. They had no idea that the man might have been a part of the Inquisition. This is all new information to them as well. As Nala was talking, Kathleen noticed the gnome beside them pause writing for a moment to slide his glasses up his nose. His gaze wandered over the three girls in a manner which made the rogue feel almost violated in some way, as if he was undressing them with his eyes. Rather than being in any way lascivious in his gaze however, his look was far more cold and calculating. More in line with a physician examining a body while trying to diagnose an ailment than a someone lusting after an attractive sexual partner.After the moment passed, the gnome coughed gently, his hand moving up to cover his mouth as he did. Raising an eyebrow, Crause turned her attention to her compatriot, who shuffled towards her. Leaning down the lieutenant listened carefully as the gnome whispered something in her ear, before her eyes darted towards Kathleen's midriff, locking her gaze on the exposed flesh with a burning intensity.When the gnome finished muttering, Crause sat back up, her pose lean and professional."May I ask,"she continued, her tone measured and steady,"Where you acquired that book?"For a moment Kathleen didn't understand what the guard meant. Following the guard's gaze she looked down towards her own belly, and at first saw nothing there. As she held her gaze however, she suddenly became aware of a leatherbound notebook, it's sleeve stained with fresh blood, stuffed into the front of her tight pants. Kathleen didn't answer at first. She just stared down at the book with a confused look on her face. She gingerly reaches for the book and pulls it out of her pants. She continues to stare at it, in thought. She opens her mouth to say,"This... isn't mine..." "Blood on the sleeve... could it be..."Kathleen then looks back up at the captain and says, "Maybe... the guy stuffed it into my pants when I was trying to help him? I know I didn't receive this book from anywhere and I didn't have it this morning." She extends her hand to offer the book to Crause. As she reaches her hand out, Kathleen notices a symbol embossed on the front of the leather cover. Before any of the others spot it though Crause's hand reaches out and takes it from her. Turning it over a few times the guard examines the bloodstains, only just drying and soaking into the cured hide to leave a permanent mark. Tracing her fingers over the symbol, obscuring it from the others as she examined it for herself she let out a deep, disappointed sigh.Without moving her head the lieutenant slowly shifted her gaze over to Kathleen's midriff for a moment, before turning away. Shifting her body in her seat, she leant sideways."One of you, get the girl a towel or something to clean up with?"Over at the window the two men began to shift from their comfortable stances, their discussion about why meat pies where named differently across the ocean interrupted mid sentence. Before either of them could move the spearwoman called out from the other side of the room,"Don't worry about it. I got it."The other two guards seemed confused for a moment, but then settled back and started up their discussion once more, one making a comment about foot massages as he watched the spearwoman vanish into the back room. Kathleen calls out after the spearwoman saying, "It's okay. I can do this." She motions her hands and casts Prestidigitation to clean herself of blood. Kate and Nala look over at her, surprised that she can cast spells. Nala says,"I thought you said you couldn't cast spells." Kathleen rubs her clean hands on the back of her head and says,"Well... this is actually the only spell I know." Standing in the doorway to the back room, a towel in her hand, the spearwoman looked over at Kathleen with a disappointed look on her face. Turning towards Kate the guard lifted the fresh, warm towel up, offering it with a playful smile,"I don't suppose you need those beauties of yours cleaning, by any chance?"Over by the window the other two guards chuckled together, the nicer one peering back over his shoulder, just in case anything came from the offer."This is definitely the property of the Inquisition, but I don't understand how it ended up in your possession,"the lieutenant grumbled, turning the book over and over in her hands before finally spinning it rightside up and attempting to open it. Even with no visible lock, the pages wouldn't budge. It was almost as if they had been fused together in some way, forming a solid mass impossible to open by any regular means.Just then the main door was pushed open, and the other two guards moved through, carefully guiding the dead body which was suspended on spectral hands between them. Moving over to the cage, the pair lowered the corpse carefully down on one of the beds there before stepping back, bowing their heads respectfully as they muttered gentle prayers.Tossing the sealed notebook down onto her desk, Crause quickly made her way over to join them, pushing between Kate and Nala as she did, her ample chest rubbing against the barbarian as she did. Kathleen just smiles and raises her hand to decline the towel. She says,"I'm good. Prestidigitation is pretty useful when you are in no position for a bath."Kate was still pretty pissed off at the whole situation but she was never one to not enjoy the feeling of a big boobs brushing against her. Kate steps aside to let the woman pass. Nala on the other hand speaks up naively, "So... are we done here? Can we go back now?" She slowly rotates around on the spot to be facing the moving guard captain. "I'm not entirely sure it'd be safe for you yet,"Crause replied over her shoulder, before stepping into the cage.Waiting for a moment behind the medics, the lieutenant respected their prayers until the two finally rose their heads, the ritual completed."I presume you didn't have any luck then?"She asked in a resigned tone."I'm afraid not, sir,"replied the same short woman from before as she glanced over passed her commanding officer to where the adventurers were standing."It looks like the same wound again. Small incision,with black tendrils working their way rapidly into the body. Definitely a cursed blade of some kind, and the rot was already well set in before we arrived."Placing her hand on the medic's shoulder, Crause smiled understandingly down at her."I'm sure you did everything you could. And I'll make sure these bastards pay for what they're doing." Nala says weakly,"Oh... okay." She takes a few steps back and looks at the floor again.Kate takes a glance at the spear wielding guard that indirectly caused her to show her boobs to all the those that were around her. With her arms crossed and beneath said breasts, making them look even bigger than they actually are, she sizes up the girl. She would like to get back at her and wonders if she can be goaded into accepting a "friendly" duel.She's not going to kill the girl of course, just beat her up for a bit. Plus she would love to put the guard in her place.Kathleen meanwhile fidgets around idly. She doesn't like being cooped up in small spaces. She'd much rather be outside exploring. The spearwoman was an inch or two shorter than Kate, and her physique lithe and athletic from what little the barbarian could make out. Her brown hair was trimmed short on either side of her head, and pulled up into a high ponytail at the back. From the bouncing gait of her stride as she moved, Kate was sure the girl would make for a fast, agile foe, but once she pinned her down, the little thing wouldn't be able to buck her off too easily.Stepping back out of the cage, leaving the medics behind to tend to the body, the lieutenant stepped up behind the adventurers."I'm sorry to ask this ladies, but would you mind if I examined you? Just to be absolutely sure you are innocent,"As she spoke she raised her hands in the air, showing they were empty."I can help too, if you like, sir?"Piped up the spearwoman enthusiastically.Across the room the two male guards shifted in their seats, turning away from the seaview just enough to be able to casually glance over towards the group while at the same time pretending not to be paying attention. Nala says,"Ah! Sure." She raises her hands up a bit to allow for the guard to search her. Kate and Kathleen shrug and lets the guard search them. Stepping in closer the lieutenant started with the dragonborn's scalp, running her hands over her skull to ensure there were no illusions in place disguising anything hidden there. Slowly Crause moved around Nala, her hands trailing down her scaled neck until the guard was standing behind her with her palms resting on the sorcerer's shoulders.Moving slowly, letting her fingers trail delicately, Crause ran her hands first down one arms then the other. Smoothly flowing over her gloves until locking fingers, ensuring nothing was held between them. With that done the hard guard moved back up until her hands were resting against Nala's chest.Held this way the dragonborn could feel Crause's breasts pressing against her back as the woman worked her fingers into her leotard, cupping her breasts as her fingertips probed beneath them.Across the room, the spearwoman wasted no time stepping over in front of Kate. Mirroring her superior's actions she started with the barbarian's head, her fingers slipping into the tightly packed strands, almost as if deliberately trying to make a mess of Kate's ponytail.Stepping around behind her, the guard pressed herself against Kate's back, the metal of her breastplate far less appealing than her lieutenant's far softer frontage. Her hands didn't bother with Kate's arms, either because the barbarian wasn't wearing gloves, or because the guard was far more eager to slide her hand up under the woman's tank top.Her hands grabbed at Kate's breasts perhaps a little too roughly than was entirely necessary, her fingers squeezing the soft flesh as she began to stroke them."Are your nipples getting hard?"The woman whispered in Kate's ear, barely loud enough for the barbarian to hear."Mine are."With that the spearwoman quickly darted her head forward, catching Kate's earlobe between her teeth for a moment before pulling her mouth away again. Quickly shooting a glance across the room, she checked to see whether anyone had noticed what she was up to, and spotted Kathleen s eyes locking with hers. Kathleen just looks on as her friends, or at least Kate anyway, is getting groped. Kathleen keeps a closer eye on the spear woman, not for Kate's sake but for the woman's sake since she is worried Kate would attack the girl for groping her. However, Kate was good at keeping her anger in check to not attack the woman right away. She will have her chance later.Nala's large breasts are soft but the scales around them are a bit rough to the touch. Nala had never been touched like this before so her nipples were starting to get aroused. Her get up being as revealing as it is, becomes loose and begins to slip of from her breasts getting cupped. This gives the male guards who would glance over at her a good view of her hard nipples. Nala quickly rushes to tuck her tits away behind her garment. A shade of red starts to appear on the dragonborn's face.Kate let out a light surprised gasp as the guard squeezed her tits. The gasp was from surprise since she wasn't expecting to be squeezed quite that hard. The spearwoman could feel Kate's nipples getting rock hard under her fingers. Kate's face also began turning red but from arousal. Crause blushed as she felt the dragonborn's body responding to her touch, and quickly slipped her hands back out from the woman's clothing. "I'm sorry about this, but I have to be sure," she said, her voice sounding genuinely sorrowful as she did her best to adjust Nala's leotard, covering her up from where she was standing behind her.Moving her hands away from Nala's chest, the lieutenant moved one down onto the sorcerer's waist, while the other moved back to grip her tail. Lifting the thick appendage with her fingers, she ran her hand down along its length tracing over the scales until she reached the tip. Nala could feel the cool air breezing between her legs for a moment before Crause lowered her tail back down, and moved to squat behind her.Still blushing, the lieutenant slipped her hand up between Nala's legs, making sure to stop before she reached the poor woman's crotch. With her other hand on the opposite side of the dragonborn's thick thigh, she began to slowly stroke her way down Nala's leg.Meanwhile, the spearwoman was taking her time with Kate, making sure to check every inch of the barbarian's breast for contraband, just to be entirely sure there was nothing hiding under her luscious curves. Finally she began to pull her hands back out from under Kate's top, stopping only to pinch each nipple hard between her fingernails, stopping just short of drawing blood before eventually letting them go."Mmm, you like that, don't you,"the woman murmured in Kate's ear as her hands slid down either side of the barbarian's well toned belly."Let's not stop there though, I know something else you'll like much better."Taking firm hold of Kate's hip with one hand, the spearwoman slid the other down inside the front of the barbarian's grey pants, stroking the woman's crotch gently until her fingertips grazed against Kate's labia. Like a hungry snake her hand immediately slipped down, completely covering the fleshy folds as one finger slowly worked its way between them.Across the room Kate could see the guards seated by the window, now turned watching her intently. Their eyes catching every second of the spearwoman's unwanted attentions. The older one smiling broadly as the bulge in the front of his pants formed around what must've been a very substantial package, while the younger,friendlier guard shifted in his seat uncomfortably, as though not entirely okay with what was happening, but at the same time loathe to step in to stop it.On the other side of the room, the short medic was leaning against the edge of the cage, a mean smile on her lips as she too watched the abuse happen. One of her hands had been slipped under her robes close to her waist, and Kate could only guess that the little woman was making sure she enjoyed the display as much as she could before someone stepped in to stop it. The guards and the medic could both see the tips of the hard nipples of both women sticking up from under their tight clothes. Nala was blushing even harder and felt confused about the feelings she was having.Kate had a pissed off look on her face as she felt a bit humiliated. If this was the first time something like this happened, she might have been more pissed off. However, her background as an escort combined with her own self hatred made her feel less uncomfortable about someone fapping to her while she was getting molested by another woman. Kate was in this situation before but that was more consensual than this. Lastly, she felt that she deserved this on some level. However she's not one to take something like this completely lying down. Kate felt the spearwoman's fingers pass down her skin and toward her pussy. The guard's fingers passed over Kate's bush before the lips of her pussy was under the pressure from the guard's grasp. She felt a finger worm it's way into her cunt. Kate was waiting for this "search" to be over so she can issue the challenge to the spearwoman. Meanwhile she could do nothing but stand still and get fingered by the woman until either the spearwoman was done with her or until someone stepped in. Her nips were as hard as daggers now and her voluptuous chest rose and fell as her breathing quickened.Kathleen felt horrible watching Kate getting fingered like this. Though she would be lying if she said she wasn't getting slightly aroused. She can't stand by and watch her friend getting molested though. She steps forward and says,"Hey! That's enough searching down there. She doesn't have anything on her. You know that!" As she was reaching her hands up to check the dragonborn's other leg, Crause heard the rogue cry and and quickly turned her attention away to look over at what was causing the fuss.By the time she did the spearwoman had already moved one hand back up under Kate's tank top once more, rolling a stiff nipple between her tips and squeezing it just tightly enough to make sure Kate could feel it. Her other hand was still buried between the barbarian's thick, muscular thighs.The base of her thumb pressing hard on the woman's swelling clit as her fingers rhythmically worked their way over her labia, moving in waves in response to the captive's heaving chest. One finger had already wormed its way deeper, and the tip was gently stroking directly against Kate's vagina, causing fluids to dribble down, soaking the front of her pants with a very obvious stain.Dropping her hands away from Nala's thigh, the lieutenant quickly rose to her feet and took a step towards her subordinate."For Sune's sake, Mira. At least wait until your off shift and buy the girl a drink first!"The officer barked angrily.Blinking her eyes and pulling herself together, the spearwoman Mira lifted her face away from Kate's neck, leaving several deep red marks behind from where she had been sucking and biting on the tender flesh."Sorry, sir,"she responded sheepishly, as she stepped back away from the barbarian but leaving Kate's clothes still in their dishevelled state.With her tank top pulled to one side, and her pants hanging looser around her waist than she was entirely comfortable with, Kate looked over angrily, and watched as Mira lifted her hand to her mouth to suck her fingers clean."You taste good,"the guard commented, before snapping to attention when the lieutenant took an admonitory step closer.Glancing over at Kathleen, Crause seemed to pause in a moment of indecision before nodding her head decisively."Look, I'm pretty certain you people had nothing to do with this,"she said, waving vaguely in the direction of the dead body in the nearby cell,"Not unless you decided to travel back to the city after killing the others."Stepping up in front of the rogue, Crause placed her hands on her hips and looked Kathleen steadily in the eye,"Do you swear by... whatever god it is you worship,"she began, her hand waving in the air vaguely at the concept of gods,"That you have not got some sort of cursed blade hidden somewhere on your person?" Nala looks a bit relieved at the examination being over. Her chest rises and then falls as she releases a visible sigh of relief.Kate notices the stain on the her crotch left after the spearwoman had ruffled her up. She adjusts her top and her pants. Kathleen realizes that the stain which appeared would be uncomfortable. Before answering Crause who is standing in front of her, she leans to the side to get a good view of Kate and casts Prestidigitation to get rid of the stain. She then stands up straight to respond to the captain's question. She says, "No I don't have any cursed blades, or any magic weapon for that matter, on me." Kathleen seems to think of something at that moment and says, "Wait." She lightly pats herself all over to make sure the dying man didn't plant any more invisible objects on her like he did with the tome. Kate glares at the spearwoman and talks to her. Her voice has the hint of cold anger in it. "You. I've had enough of your shenanigans. First you made my friend pull my top down and now you had your fun with me in front of everyone here in the name of "examination". You think you can get away with stuff like that because you're a guard and I'm stuck here for questioning and know that I can't and won't try to retaliate? Well, I'm not going to take it lying down. I challenge you to a duel. First one to knock the other out wins. Loser does what the winner says for a day."She walks around the girl like a wolf circling her prey."Well? What's it going to be? You ready to show me you are actually good at your job? Or are you the type of guard that can only act that way when their captive can't fight back?" As her hands move over her body Kathleen doesn't find anything she wouldn't already have expected to be there. All her normal weapons and equipment were where she normally kept them, apart from her pants, which were still hanging open a little after having the book stuffed inside the waistline of them. In fact, if the lieutenant glanced down right now, she'd have a pretty good view of the light golden fuzz covering the rogue's crotch.Instead the officer's eyes were locked with Kathleen's as she seemed to be trying to make a judgment about the young woman.After a moment she nodded her head, seemingly satisfied to take the rogue at her words, and reached out a hand, resting it companionably on Kathleen's shoulder. Crause seemed as though she was hesitating for a second, as if preparing to say something, but the moment was broken by Kate's sudden outburst.Turning away she turned her gaze towards where the barbarian was facing down her subordinate. Mira tossed her head back, and let out a sharp laugh."I accept your challenge,"the guard replied, with a cocky air,"Gladly."Stepping passed Kate, the spearwoman began unfastening her breastplate as she made her way back across the room,"Let's make this a fair fight though. No weapons or armour, okay?"There was something about Mira's tone that Kate didn't like, as though there was trickery at play that she hadn't quite worked out yet."And let's make this challenge official, in the Proving Ground." Kathleen fixes up her pants and wonders if she should try to talk Kate out of it but she decides against it. Nala looks a bit unsure as well.Kate says to Mira,"You've got a deal. No weapons, no armor. Victory is achieved when you knock your opponent out. No killing. Lead the way." She begins to follow Mira. Kathleen and Nala exchange glances. Kathleen says, "Hey wait up!" and the two women follow their tan friend. "Oh no,"Mira replied, a sinful smile spreading across her face,"You challenged me, so I get to set the terms. And I say victory goes to whoever humiliates the other first. Unless the thought of that scares you?"Without waiting for a reply, the spearwoman turned away from Kate, running a hand over her own tight butt as she stepped out of the front door to the guard post.The other guards all stopped and watched the barbarian closely, caught in a frozen moment as if waiting for something to happen. All apart from the gnome that was, who with nothing else important seemingly happening, had gone back to shuffling paperwork between the desks.As soon as the adventurers made their move, the two male guards and the short medic were on their feet, excitedly rushing towards the doorway to follow Mira. The second medic turned away, shaking his head with exasperation as he went back to tending the corpse. The lieutenant also paused for a moment, taking the time to retrieve her armour, slipping into the breastplate and pauldrons with practiced ease before reaching for her sword and fastening around her waist. Kate strides through the streets on the heels of the spearwoman. She takes long and heavy strides. Her body is slanted forward and her head looks ahead. The ponytail bobs lightly as she strides forward. Kathleen and Nala follows her. Kathleen says,"Kate! Are you sure about this? What if something bad happens?" Kate doesn't answer but Kathleen can tell from the determined look in the mercenary's eyes that she is not going to get talked down. "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. 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Word of the challenge had spread fast, and the crowd of dock workers, merchants, farriers and even a few travelling dignitaries were filling the stands to view the break in the monotony of the small settlement.Directly in front of Kate, Mira was already swinging her legs around one of two ladders, and making her way down into the pit with her cocky grin still plastered on her face. Out of her armour the spearwoman was dressed similarly to the lieutenant, except her tunic was a deep, blood red and hung far looser over her pert, modestly rounded chest. As Kate had surmised earlier, the woman's arms were slim but well defined, looking as though they possessed quite a bit of hidden potential despite the woman's slight frame.Across the arena from the ladders, a large man, easily seven foot tall, was taking his place in a seat of honour raised above those around him so as to give a clear view of the fighting pit. He wore very little clothing, his muscular bronzed chest laid bare despite the chill weather on the open aired arena. The leather apron he wore around his waist barely reached halfway down his thighs as he lowered himself into his seat, doing nothing to hide the thick, meaty shaft which hung limply between his legs, the hooded head resting easily on the smooth wood between his knees. Kate looks down at the ladders. She makes sure to tuck in her tank top and tighten her pants before climbing down the ladder as well.Kathleen and Nala arrive at the pits. Kathleen looks worried. They try to quickly secure seats, preferably next to each other. They have not noticed the large man's dick just yet. Kathleen looks worried for her friend.Kate standing in the pit spares nothing more than a passing glance at the large man who she assumes to be the judge. She has seen dicks both bigger and smaller than the one that the judge had. She wasn't too fazed by it. She says,"Well... Here we are." She cracks her knuckles, ready to continue. Glancing around the stands, Kathleen and Nala notice several spots available for them to choose from.Down on the front row of the first tier, there was an opening in the middle of the bench, surrounded by dock workers and merchants who seemed to be keeping a little distance between each other. It would probably be easy to blend in with the crowd there, but getting out again could be problematic if the need called for it.Further up on the second tier, seats nearer to the judge's seat were being left clear, close enough under the large man to make most people uncomfortable with the thing hanging over their shoulders. The seats would make the adventurers more noticeable than the ones in the middle of the crowd, but would be easier to work their way out of when the time came to leave.Finally on the far side of the arena, seats were available on the upper level of the third tier, which had far fewer people on them, but was quite high up off the ground and only accessible by use of rough hewn, but study looking ladders built into the framework of the stands themselves. With the lack of others nearby, the adventurers would stand out seated there, but would have clear access to leave if they chose to despite the danger of the height.As she dropped down into the pit, Kate's boots splashed in the thin layer of water there. Swishing her feet a few times she realised the slippery surface would make her footing tricky, and the mud would likely stain her clothes quite quickly should the fight end up with the combatants rolling on the floor for any reason.Across the way, Mira seemed to be running through a series of stretching exercises, loosening herself up for the battle ahead while still grinning cockily over towards Kate. She seemed confident, perhaps a little too mcuh so, and Kate couldn't help feel the nagging doubt that she was somehow walking into a trap."Are all fighters assembled?"The judge boomed out, almost shouting as he made his deep, husky voice carry over the noise of the crowd. Immediately the assembly began to settle down, turning their attention either to the judge or to the fighters, and the3 adventurers knew they'd need to hurry to find their seats if they didn't want to miss out on the action. Kathleen and Nala quickly take their seat on the second tier. They want to be able to get down to help their friend should something more serious than humiliation happens. It is then that they finally notice the judge's dick. Kathleen feels a bit uncomfortable. She momentarily places a hand to cover her mouth. Nala sees the dick and her face begins to light up like a Christmas light. Growing up without a father figure and living a sheltered life, this is the first time she's ever seen a dick outside of paintings and books. Though she's not exactly sure about what to think of the hooded member. She has read about them but all the pictures of dicks she's seen were all circumcised. She's not feeling aroused, rather weirded out by it thanks to the cognitive dissonance going on in her head.Meanwhile Kate watches Mira stretch. She bends down to scoop some of the mud. She sniffs it lightly. She hopes it is just mud and not shit. If it isn't shit, Kate would rub it all over her body while Mira stretches, effectively making her clothes stick to her body and to make her slippery. She will try to make sure her palms are less slippery so she can grab things easily. Maybe even dipping her fingers in the wet mud to get them to wrinkle and thus have better grip. Kate will keep a close eye on Mira to make sure she doesn't get the drop on her. As she rubbed the mud between her fingers Kate saw that it wasn't really mud at all, but instead just loose earth flooded with water from the nearby ocean. Having dug the pit so close to sea level the body of it was below the waves crashing into the harbour back the way she'd arrived from. Glancing around, the barbarian saw that the walls of the pir were also slick with moisture, and would like pose quite a challenge for anyone looking to attempt climbing out without the assistance of the ladders."Aye, we are present,"called our Mira, responding to the judge's call in a manner which seemed almost ceremonial. Having ceased her flexing, the spearwoman was looking up respectfully towards the large seated man, her reverence only slightly undermined by the clear view up under his skirt from where she was standing.With a nod of his head the judge turned his attention to the crowd,"And who bears witness to the challenge?"He boomed, his voice slightly more subdued now that the crowds attentions were becoming more focused, and their idle chatter dying out."I, my lord, Percival of the Bergsmen,"came the cry from the crowd, as the other spearman guard stood up to let himself be seen. On the bench beside him the friendlier guard hunched back, not wanting to be seen participating, almost as if he didn't entirely agree with what was happening in the pit below."Also, I,"came another call, as the short medic climbed up onto her bench to make sure she could also be seen above the heads of those seated beside her,"Mathis of the Bergsmen."Seemingly satisfied with the proclamations, the judge turned his attention back down into the pit before him. For a moment he sized up the two fighters, taking in the details of both their forms as he made sure both were in good health and well enough to fight in a honourable manner."And who is it that brought forth the challenge?"He barked out, with a low growl of authority. Kate observed the mannerisms in which the spear woman and then the other guards answered to the judge. Mimicking the mannerisms as to not seem disrespectful she said,"I did," For a moment the judge waited, almost as if expecting to hear something more. After a long moment's pause, he turned his attention towards Mira,"And what terms have been set?"Waving her hands down in front of her, the spearwoman gestured towards her loosely clad, unarmed form."We fight as we are, no weapons, no armour. Victory goes to the first to publicly humiliate the other. The prize to be the servitude of the fallen to the victor for one day."With a grunt and a nod the judge seemed satisfied with the response, and turned back towards Kate once more."Are these terms accepted?" Kate nods,"Accepted." Kate keeps her eyes fixed on Mira. She wants to be ready for when the fight starts. She clenches her fists and prepares herself mentally. Kathleen and Nala watch anxiously from the audience. "Then all is decided,"the judge announced solemnly, reaching for a large round stone resting on a plinth beside his seat. Holding it in his palm for a moment, he shifted his gaze passed the fighters. Turning Kate saw several dock workers pulling the ladders up out of the pit, setting them aside before quickly hurrying to find seats. Both women were now effectively trapped in the hole together, unless they either agreed not to fight or helped each other climb out."Let the fight begin!"Proclaimed the judge, bringing the stone down hard enough on top of the plinth for its sound to be easily heard through the arena stands.Stepping forwards confidently Mira held her hands down at her sides, palms towards Kate as she made a come hither gesture with her fingers."Well, what are you waiting for?"She asked in a mocking tone,"I'll even make it easy for you, and give you a free shot."Leaning forwards, the spearwoman lifted her chin making it an easy target. A younger Kate would have perhaps ran straight for Mira but this Kate was much older and wiser. She goes for Mira but instead of trying to deck the girl or grab her, Kate instead stops 9 feet away from her opponent and slams are fists together with a low growl. Mira suddenly feels an intense wave of energy washing over her in the form of heat.It's enough to give her minor burns all over her body. Kate glares directly into Mira's eyes and holds a fighting stance. She's ready and waiting for Mira to come to her rather than charge further.Readied Action: When Mira gets close to Kate and tries to attack Kate will try to grab Mira's hand with one arm and wrap her other arm around Mira's neck to choke her. Flinching backwards, Mira quickly covered her face with her arms as the hot winds washed over her, skin flaking slightly as the fire burned at her flesh. Taking a step back away from the burning heat, she reached out with one hand grasping at the air.Suddenly Kate felt something grasping at her ankle, pulling her foot out from under her but luckily was able to keep her feet, staying upright. When she turned her attention back towards her opponent she saw the spearwoman launching herself forwards. Reacting instinctively, Kate moved to grappled the girl but Mira was too fast for her, dodging aside and wrapping her legs around Kate's thigh while at the same time forcing her arms up under the Barbarian's.Pinning her hands up behind Kate's head Mira leaned back, forcing the barbarian's chest up and out, putting the woman's ample charms on full display as the tank top stretched tightly over them. Catcalls could be heard coming from the baying crowd as many of the dock workers screamed out obscenities and lewd suggestions about what they'd like to do to those bountiful mounds, and beside her ear Kate could hear Mira's whispered words,"You like showing them off don't you, slut? I don't blame you, they really are gorgeous." Kate remains quiet but the audience that are in the front tier and take the time to look into Kate's eyes see a burning rage like a rabid wolf. Mira feels a strong force pulling away from her as Kate tries to stand straight while Kate's arms seem to be struggling to break free of the arm lock.. At the same time, Mira feels Kate's temperature rise to an uncomfortable degree. Her whole body feels like it's being blasted by steam. Mira moans wantonly in Kate's ear as she feels the burning fires wash over her body again.This time she was ready for it though, and bracing herself she shuddered as the pain hit."Oh yeah, you like to play rough don't you?"Kate flexed her muscles, trying to use brute force to tear her way out of the slim fighter's grip, but Mira's lithe form just seemed to flow around her, pressing itself against her body in enticing ways as though the woman had done this kind of thing before."That's it squirm for them, give the audience a good show," Mira whispered in Kate's ear, flexing her own muscles and grinding her hip up between the barbarian's leg's. "They can all see you're enjoying this, but's let's give them a little more of a show."As she growled in the spearwoman's tight grip, Kate suddenly saw a spectral hand appear in the air in front of her. Its ghostly form seemed to waver for a moment, transparent enough for the barbarian to still be able to see the dozens of spectators watching beyond it.After a moment, the hand slowly moved down to the edge of her tank top, tugging it out of her pants and pulling it all the way up over her head. Taking hold of it with her real hands, Mira held the top in place, smothering Kate's face as the mage hand slipped back down and began to tease one of Kate's nipples with surprising dexterity.Around them Kate could hear the crowd going wild, their jeers and calls growing ever louder as her body was put on display for them for the second time in as many hours, adn she squirmed all the harder in Mira's grasp trying to escape. The crowd watches on in excitement as Kate's nipples start to harden from the stimulation. The barbarian isn't one to give up though. Nala who was also unsure of what to think of this asked Kathleen."Should we step in and stop this?" Kathleen looked on for a bit, feeling conflicted herself. She feels that she should stop the fight but... She also has a feeling that Kate wouldn't have wanted that. She looks on and sees Kate continue to struggle until she can't anymore. "No. Kate wouldn't want that. In fact, stepping in and not let her finish the fight and declare it as loss on her behalf... that would be more humliating to Kate than anything the spearwoman can do to her. I know it."Meanwhile Kate tries to push her arms down, trying to free herself from the guard's grasp. If she can just do that, the tables will have turned once again. At least that what she hopes would happen. She will not stop or give up. Mira feels her body burn up again. This much heat is not good for her heart. As she kept flexing her muscles, writhing around in the guard's tight embrace, Kate could feel the mage hand's spectral fingers obscenely massaging her breast, wrapping around it before squeezing just tightly enough to send a shiver down her spine before tugging gently but firmly. It was almost as if the ghostly hand was trying to milk her, like some bovine beast. Struggling even harder, she tried once more to break free, before she was made into even more of a laughing stock than she already was.Finally, with a sudden burst of strength and a wave of fiery air, the barbarian managed to break the headlock she'd been held in and stumbled forwards, her tank top still up over her head and breasts swinging freely in the air. The spectral hand, with no orders to do otherwise, continued to tease and grope at her teat, causing a minor distraction to the large woman, but finally she was free and the table had turned in her favour.Quickly dancing back, Mira smiled gleefully, almost as if enjoying the challenge Kate was giving her."Want to play some more, do you?" She called out mockingly as she moved back a few foot, before lightly bouncing forwards again, picking up speed and dropping down onto her knees.Sliding across the wet, muddy ground, the spearwoman slid between Kate's legs, her hands grabbing the barbarian's shins as she did, attempting to pull her down onto the ground. With her legs suddenly pulled out from under her, Kate began falling towards the wet ground, and managed to bring her arms up to brace her fall just in time to stop her face slamming into the ground and hurting herself.Now she was lying face down in the mud, with her tank top still up covering her head and the spectral hand still kneading at her breast enthusiastically. The barbarian could hear Mira giggling somewhere nearby, but with her face covered couldn't make out which direction the sound of the guard was coming from, especially over the roar of the crowd, whose excitement only seemed to have grown after her valiant escape and headlong plunge. Kate quickly jumps up off the ground and pulls her shirt down to cover her tits. She sees Mira giggling at her. She says, "I'm not done yet, bitch". She moves closer to her and then, she immediately jumps back away. She slams her fists together mid air and burns Mira once again. This time Kate is expecting the Mage hand to blind her. She is anticipating it to appear So, she does something unorthodox. She continues to move back Suddenly the magical hand that was continuously groping Kate even under the shirt poofs out of existence. She then moves closer to Mira again once the hand is gone This time however, she is ready for the Mage Hand to reappear, determined to not get caught of guard this time.Kathleen looks a bit relieved at Kate having freed herself from the enemy's grasp. As she was giggling at the state Kate was in Mira could do nothing to stop the barbarian jumping back up onto her feet and covering herself up, before charging right at her. Another wave of scolding wind washed over her, but the guard simply spread her arms and took the punishment before looking down at her bare limbs and nodding her head appreciatively."You know, I look good with a tan, don't you think? How about you hit me with another burst?" Turning her attention back towards her opponent, Mira was upset to see Kate running away from her, before scrolling with confusion as the barbarian turned right back and started running towards her again.Shrugging her shoulder, the spearwoman locked her hands together and charged straight at Kate, bringing her meshed fist up in a double uppercut that slammed hard into the woman's jaw, causing kate's teeth to smash together hard, Taking advantage of Kate's momentary discombobulation, the guard quickly crouched down and grabbed hold of the barbarian's thick thigh, pulling them out from under her yet again. This time, rather than letting Kate lay where she was only to jump up onto her feet again, Mira spun around and dropped her butt down hard on the barbarian's well cushioned chest, before wrapping her arms around her opponent's legs and pulling them up until Kate's crotch was right in front of the spearwoman's face. "I think I know what they want,"she said in the same cocksure manner she'd had since leaving the guard post,"Do you think we should give it to them?"With that Mira buried her face between Kate's legs, her teeth gnashing at the woman's pants as she began to rip the fabric apart with her teeth. Kate's arms were free this time around and with her opponent distracted in trying to rip her pants Kate took a chance. She squeezed her thighs together to try and apply pressure on to Mira's head, cutting off her air flow. However, that was only the beginning. She then put her fists together and thrust them towards Mira's guts with all the burning force she could muster. At this point she has completely switched tactics and decided to beat Mira into submission. She's already burned her 4 times now. It was time to expedite the process.Kate's thing's heat up and begins to burn Mira's mouth.. She then goes for a punch to her opponent's gut, throwing caution to the wind. Mira could feel the barbarian trying to tighten her thighs, and quickly wrapped her arms tighter as she tried to hold them back, her teeth chewing through the grey pants until finally she could press her mouth directly against the woman's exposed cunt, as another wave of hot wind burned its way across her skin.Just as her tongue was beginning to make its way down across Kate's labia, the spearwoman became aware of the attack coming in behind her, but rather than do anything to stop it she just buried her face harder against Kate's crotch.There was nothing stopping Kate's attack as she jammed her fists in from both sides of the slender woman sitting on top of her, but at the last moment the glyphs on the back of the barbarian's hands suddenly grew brighter, and she found her hand suspended an inch from her target. Growling in rage she reached back and swung again, only for the glyphs to glow bright again, repulsing her attack each time she tried.Recklessly Kate slammed her fists against her captor, moving from her side to her back and she pounded with all her strength but to no avail. Whatever magicks they had used on her seemingly made it impossible for Kate to land even a single blow against her opponent, and suddenly the barbarian realised the trap which had been waiting for ever since she'd made the challenge against the tricksy guard.Between her legs, Mira stopped her feast for a moment, summoning the spectral hand once more before moving her face back to keep up her relentless attack on Kate's unprotected pussy. Fro a moment the glowing hand just hung motionless in the air before the finger wrapped themselves down, leaving only one point up into the sky.Slowly it turned its attention down and moved closer to Kate's exposed crotch until it was teasing at the edge of the torn fabric. pushing it aside, the finger slid down between Kate's buttocks until coming to rest against her tight, puckered anus. With the same slow, deliberate purpose it had shown since appearing, the fingertip began to rub against the opening, circling around it as it teased itself a little deeper with each passing moment. Seeing this Kathleen's eyes widen. She realizes the trick as Kate was helpless to stop it. She was going to get raped in front of all these people to see. She can't let this happen. Kathleen shouts to Nala,"We need to step in now! I know Kate wanted a single fight between her and the guard but this is unfair!" Kathleen stands up and gets ready to run down to help Kate. However Nala stands first and says, "Wait! The guy said no armor or weapons. What if they kill Kate for us violating the rules?" Kathleen grimaces. She says, "We can't just stand her and watch as everyone faps to Kate getting raped by the bitch like that!"Nala gets a determined look on her face and says, "Come. I'll keep them busy!" Kathleen was confused at first but soon realized what the dragonborn meant. Kathleen stood up and quickly started running towards the pit, intending to jump down to help. However, she instead started to undo the straps of her armor. Nala meanwhile had no armor. She made a beeline for the pit, jumping down if she had to. She prayed to Bahamut that the glyphs would not stop her spell casting. Then raising her hand and tosses a small pinch of sand that had a hint of roses in their smell. Finally Kate says to Mira through her teeth, "You bitch! I was right about you. You can only pick on people who can't fight back. You're a coward, you know that? No matter what you do, you'll always be a coward and a bitch." Kate is tenacious if nothing else. She burns Mira one more time with the incerasing temperature and then tries to grab her around the waist and tear her off of her. As quickly as she can, taking no heed for any damage she might've been causing, Kathleen begins to rip off her leather armour, desperately trying to remember whether she put on any undergarments this morning or not, but pretty certain she at least had a shirt on under the leather shell to protect her modestly. She feels one of the buckles tear as she rips it apart, and looks down to see it hanging, brokenQuickly glancing around Nala assessed the best route to get to the fighting pit. The way they'd arrived in their seat led back down, and around to the entrance Kate had used with a ladder, but that would take far too long to negotiate. On the other hand, the seats were only in the third row, with only a handful of people between the dragonborn and the edge of the pit. She'd have to clamber over the people, but the route would be much faster, and she'd only have to make it partway down for some of her longer ranged spells to be effective.Taking the plunge, Nala leapt over the short rail in front of her and dived down into the lower seating."Sorry, pardon me, coming through..."she exclaimed as she tried to wriggled her way through the crowd, hoping that if she asked nicely enough, the kind people would make room for her to pass.Luckily several of them did, but not before a few took the opportunity to become a little physically acquainted with the portions of her body they could reach. The dragonborn could feel their hands moving over her body, but luckily none of them had a good enough opportunity to do anything more than slide over her leotard, exciting the softer scales beneath.Her tail on the other hand wasn't so lucky, as someone grabbed hold of it, tugging roughly as they pulled it up to give everyone behind the dragonborn a clear view of the young woman's buttocks.Despite the distraction Nala pulled a small pinch of rose scented salt from the pouch hanging on her belt, and tossed it into the air over the arena, letting the wind carry it out above the fighters as they grappled together obscenely 85 ft away from her. She watched carefully until the perfect moment before scribing the require rune in the air in front of her and muttering the incantation to activate her spell, while at the same time honing her sorcerous powers to protect Kate form its effects.For a moment the sand glowed in the air around the two combatant's, and Mira's eyes began to flutter, but just as quickly she shook her head, clearing away the effect of the spell, and causing her tongue to lash from side to side across Kate's throbbing crotch.The barbarian could feel the stimulation building inside her, but all that did was make her more angry at her current circumstance. Taking hold of the anger, she let it burst forth from her once again, sending yet another burning wave rushing over her tormentor's body.Mira just squirmed as the pain crinkled over her skin, almost seeming to enjoy it as she continued her assault on her captive's cunt, her tongue now moving to slowly tease Kate's swelling clit as the crowd yelled out for more and Kate struggled beneath her, the adventuer's hands desperately trying to find purchase around the guard's trim waist as the magical hand continued to probe into the barbarian's butt."You bitch! I was right about you. You can only pick on people who can't fight back. You're a coward, you know that? No matter what you do, you'll always be a coward and a bitch."Pulling her lips away for just a moment Mira looked back over her shoulder with the same cocky grin as ever, "And you'll always be the stupid fuckslut I made into my bitch in front of a crowd of onlookers."As she spoke, the ghostly hand suddenly thrust itself hard into Kate's anus, the spectral finger forcing its way deeply into the barbarian's ass. Luckily for Kate, while the thing was corporeal enough to force her butthole wider, it lacked the physical substance to cause any real harm, and it almost felt like a soft sponge was massaging the inside of her rectal cavity rather than ripping it apart.With a sudden sharp intake of breath the barbarian could feel her willpower beginning to erode away as the stimulation began to wear down her resolve. This fight was definitely beginning to challenge her, and for the first time she began to wonder whether she could even win the bout.Wriggling on her chest, Mira began to slowly move her butt back and forth, stroking her crotch between Kate's breasts as she continued her assault on her tormented captive's body, stimulating it every way she could. Kate couldn't be certain, but she was sure she could feel a large presence making itself felt between her tits, pressing against them even as Mira's thighs rubbed against the barbarian's nipples through her tank top. Kathleen decides that she needs to move fast. She starts running over the railing and through the crowd on the first tier while also taking her armor off. She alternates between shouting words of inspiration towards Kate and telling the crowd to let go of Nala."We're coming Kate! Hang in there!" Nala realizes that Kate needs to keep her rage up. She won't last very long. She turns back to the crowd as she violently pulls her tail away. "Let go!" She does some quick mental maths and hopes this works and Kate can last for one more round. She continues to push pass the crowd and gets closer to the pit She mutters"Sorry Kate" as she raises her hand in the direction of Mira and begins an arcane incantation. The very fabric of reality seems to bend around her arm. Suddenly a strange beam is sent flying at the two fighters. The beam does not look like a bolt of energy. Instead it looks a ripple in space and reality is darting toward the two through the air. Suddenly it tears itself into two pieces and flies towards both the fighters. Kate feels helpless as the pressure builds up inside her. She grits her teeth, determined to hold on. The only thing she can actually do right now is burn Mira once again and try to escape. Mira's tongue begins to burn as Kate's body heats up like metal once again. As her straight begins to fail her she gives one more attempt to push Mira off her chest. Darting forwards, Kathleen dives over the railing into the heaving mob in the seats below and easily begins to weave her way through the mass of bodies, quickly pulling off the rest of her leather armour as she did, this time without causing any more damage to the surprisingly fragile buckles. Around her, hands immediately started to reach out for the girl stripping off, eager to be used by the patrons who were getting hornier by the minute at the show being put on by the wrestlers in the pit. Luckily the rogue was able to weave and flex her body around them as they tugged at her clothing and grasped for her flesh, but none were able to get a solid grip.Just then she heard a large ripping sound, somehow audible above the roaring crowd due to both its proximity and for what it meant to Kathleen personally. Quickly glancing back she saw one of the dock workers holding her grey tank top up as his prize, much to the amusement of his companions. Scowling at her misfortune, Kathleen barrelled on."We're coming Kate! Hang in there!"She called out to her companion as she vaulted the next rail, effortlessly dropping down into the front row of seats.Down here someone had broken open a cask of ale, and many of the merchants and tradesmen standing around held tankards in their hands, liberally quaffing from them and spilling their drink across both themselves and their surroundings. They still seemed to have enough hands free to take advantage of the strumpet dropping into their laps however, and as they closed around her Kathleen soon found herself surrounded on all sides by the drunken louts.As the hands grabbed hold of her, working their way surprisingly quickly under her clothing, Kathleen could feel the workers exploring every inch of her body, showing no respect in any way as they began using her as their plaything.Above her, the rogue's dragonborn friend turned angrily back at the workers grasping at her tail. "Let go!" She growled, baring her fangs at those manhandling her. For a moment the crowd backed away, only to begin closing in again as those behind them began to push back.It was all the time Nala needed to get clear of them though, and lifting herself up onto the railing she dropped down into the front row, not far from where her friend was being roughly groped by the drunkards. "Let us through!" She growled angrily, no longer bothering to be polite as she struggled to reach her friend in the arena, whose humiliation already seemed too much to bear for the naive young dragonborn.Around her the growls seemed to attract the attention of some louts who so far had been unable to get close enough to the elf slut to join in on the fun, and although her draconic form wasn't as immediately appealing the merchants seemed just as eager to play as their compatriots. Once more Nala felt someone grabbing firmly onto her tail, pulling it high up into the air, this time however more hands quickly followed through, roaming over her buttocks and breasts as they tugged her tight leotard aside to expose her glories.Pushing aside her own situation, the sorceress kept her objective in focus and reached out her hand. "Sorry Kate," she muttered, sending a rippling wave shooting out towards the grappling fighters and watching it split in the air, breaking off to target both of them separately.She still had her hand up, her eyes focused in the distance when she noticed the glyph on the back of her hand begin to grow brighter. Suddenly the darting ripples of magic twisted in the air, bending around before flying back towards her. Before she could react, a sharp spike of pain tore through her mind, feeling as though it was tearing at her very soul, causing her to throw her head back with a terrified yowl, before collapsing back into a limp heap.The second bolt struck her solidly in the chest, the pure force pushing her back into the stunned crowd grasp as they stood around her in confusion. Leaping away from her the magic quickly grounded in one of them, and their body lit up with arcing electrical energy before the magic skipped away once more, flicking in the air before smashing into Kathleen's chest as a way of flickering flames, burning off what little clothing had still covered her bountiful breasts.Around the arena the crowd hushed for a moment, stunned by what they'd just seen, before exploding in an ear splitting cry of pure, unbridled excitement. Stepping out of the crowd, the short medic who'd followed the girls from the guard post quickly made her way over towards the fallen sorceress, reaching for the pack she had hanging at her side. "Nala!" Kathleen shouts. She stops her descend and quickly goes over to Nala. She's trying her best to get to her fallen friend but the crowd is touching her from all sides and she is squirming to break free. She keeps shouting to the crowd,"Let go! My friends are in trouble!" Meanwhile back in the pit, Kate's exhaustion has caught up to her. Her anger can no longer keep her going. She gives one more weak attempt to push Mira off her chest. However, between Mira giving her a blowjob and the mage hand fucking her from behind, she finds it very difficult to amass the strength. Down in the pit, the fighters were oblivious to what was happening above, as Mira continued to tease and nibble at Kate's crotch with her mouth, tongue pushing a little deeper inside the barbarian each moment as the woman squirmed between her thighs. As the waves of pleasure built inside her, similarly the waves of heat burst from her body, causing the air around the two combatants ripple as Mira's responsive moans and pants only made things more difficult for Kate to resist. But resist she must, her honour demanded it, and with the Rage still burning inside her for now she flexed her back, wrapped both arms around Mira's waist and attempted to heave the girl aside.Unfortunately, all this did was to force the large bulge rubbing between her breasts to press all the harder as the soft mounds embraced it between them. Mira moaned with delight, her face mashed up hard against Kate's cunt, and with a quick flick of her hand caused the magical hand penetrating into the barbarian's ass to twist around, drilling even deeper up into the woman's rectum.It was almost too much to bare for Kate, but bare it she did, tightening her buttcheeks as mucha s she could to make the guard's job as difficult as she possibly could. If she was going to lose this fight, she'd at least lose it fighting. Kira seemed to understand the barbarian's intent, and in response shifted her waist, rocking her hips back. Her buttocks were now pressing into her challenger's face, and Kate could either keep fighting as best as she could, with the girl's ass smothering her, or relent and drop back, submitting and allowing herself to be driven to her inevitable climax. Kate had nearly reached the brink. Her body hot and this time it wasn't due to her storm aura. She opened her mouth and let out a low moan, just about to climax but then, she bit down on her lip and the taste of iron filled her mouth. She wasn't going to let it go just yet. So she continued to struggle and rebel against the inevitable. Pulling a small bottle out of her pouch, the medic quickly smeared oil from it over her hands, all the while muttering under her breath. Sliding them under Nala's leotard, the medic began to slowly work the large mounds, massaging the oil into them as she continued to softly chant. At first nothing seemed to happen, but after a moment Nala began to take slow, shallow breaths once more.Moving one hand away from the dragonborn's chest, while keeping the other rhythmically stroking and groping the breast held with the other, the medic pushed her way down between Nala's crotch. Her fingers skillful found their way passed the thong blocking her way, and she quickly began to massage the smooth lips which had lain beneath.Nearby Kathleen struggled to break free of the leering and jeering drunks who seemed to have become all the more invasive since the sluttern's top had been blasted off, their hands groping and probing all over her body, with one even pushing her hand down the front of the rogue's pants to roughly finger at Kathleen's crotch.All the action was just a little too rough and lacking the grace required to excite Kathleen however, and the sight of her fallen friend was enough to quench any activity that may have been occurring between her legs. Flexing her body, as she had been trained to do, she quickly pulled away from the group.Grabbing at the top of the woman whose hand had been assaulting her, Kathleen ripped it off, before pushing the worker into the space she'd left a moment before to keep the drunk partiers entertained on her behalf, before quickly heading over to where her friend lay, being 'treated' by the medic.Down in the pit, Mira suddenly released her grip on Kate's legs, and reaching down flipped her body up into the air before completing a full cartwheel and landing perfectly on her toes. With a wave of her hand back towards where Kate still lay on the ground behind her, the spearwoman pulled the ghostly hand out from Kate's butt for a moment, the fingers rearranging themselves before plunging two into her cunt, two into her ass and the thumb pressing hard against her screaming clit. "This stranger to our town,"Mira preached, as she slowly made her way around the edge of the pit,"Thought she could force her way into our community, without respecting our laws, a demand a place at our table,"As she spoke the crowd jeered and booed at Kate, several throwing half eaten food and emptied steins down into the mud, none of which came anywhere close to hitting the prone barbarian."We know how to treat such insolence though, don't we?"A great cheer went up from the crowd in response,"We know our place, and will always fight to protect it."The crowd were going wild, stamping their feet and hollering into the sky, and all the while the spectral fingers of Mira's mage hand continued to work their magic between her legs fucking her with the persistent thoroughness of an automaton. Her hips were startin to move with the rhythm of the fingers now, and it took all she had not to utterly lose herselfBending down to scoop up a fallen goblet from the floor, Mira slowly and deliberately made her way back over towards Kate. Standing over her the guard looked down at the pitiful sight she saw laid out at her feet, as Kate's hips bucked rhythmically up against the spectral hand industriously fucking her crotch."I'll let you win,"Mira said, how voice only just loud enough for Kate to hear,"I'll let you win, and be your bitch for a day,"as she spoke, the spearwoman reached down and unfastened her pants, pulling out an 8 inch long cock,"if you suck me right here and now." Kathleen noticed Nala is being treated. Though she wasn't sure if fingering the poor girl was quite necessary she didn't want to intervene with the medic who was saving the girl's life. She turned around to the pit and saw the scene unfold. Then Mira's words reached her ear. Suddenly Kathleen had shift in look about her. She turned red with rage and hatred for the futa down there. Nala opened her eyes and began to slowly process the feeling in her pants. Then she noticed the pure unadulterated fury in Kathleen's eyes. The girl got scared and quickly said to the medic,"We need to stop this." She looked up at the Judge and says, "On my friend's behalf I surrender. The battle is over. Kate has lost!" . Kate sits up slowly and blinks a bit at the big dick in her face. As she begins to process what she sees, it instantly works as a turn of. She says, "You fucking bitch as she looks away."With quick thrust Kate gropes her own breast and jams her fingers into her cunt and begins to finger herself. Trying to cum before Mira can do it for her. It's not much but perhaps she can at the very least deny the spearwoman the satisfaction. Raising the rock from the plinth, the judge slammed it down hard enough for all to hear."The challenge is settled,"he said, in a tone which sounded certain and final.Below him, all around the perimeter of the arena, runes which until now had lain hidden beneath the mud began to glow, before a blanket of pale green light flowed down into the pit. For a moment Kate panicked, but only a moment as the wave of light washed over her, smothering her entirely.A second later the magic had dissipated, and Kate found herself laid out on the ground just as she had been, but the pain in her jaw and the burning, yearning sensation in her crotch had entirely vanished. As she ran her hands over herself, checking for any signs of change or damage, she quickly realised that her clothes had been repaired to how they had been before the challenge had started.Standing over her Mira held out a hand, offering to help the barbarian to her feet,"Thank,"she said, her cocky smile still playing across her lips,"I really needed that. Although I'm a little disappointed that I didn't get the blowjob."Pausing, the guard took a second to drain the remnants of ale from the goblet she held before tossing the empty cup over her shoulder."Still, we have tomorrow,"she finished off with a wink.In the stands the crowd were excitedly talking amongst themselves, their spirits still high after the display as they began to wander off, back to their duties. A couple of rows down in front of the judge, not far from where Nala and Kathleen stood, one woman was bent over the railing above her, face planted between the legs of another while several man waited patiently around, waiting for the lucky bastard currently ploughing her to finish up so they could have their turn with the slut. Nala noticed that Kathleen was still burning with Rage. And Kate wasn't doing much better mentally either. Nala stood up and said to the judge,"Mr. Judge, sir! I would like to take my friend's place. I would like to be the one serving the victor for a day!" Seeing the battle over, Kathleen quickly grabbed the remaining scraps of her armor and her equipment to cover her chest as she made her way down to where Kate was. Kate meanwhile slapped Mira's hand away and stood up. She sneered at her and says, "I hate... guys like you. You're a disgrace, you know that? There was no honor in the victory. But you don't care because you're too much of a pussy to go up against people who can fight back." She looked Mira straight in the eye and says, "You'll get what you fucking deserve someday. Mark my words." Glancing in Nala's direction for a moment, the judge looked down into the pit, his eyes seeking out Mira's gaze."An offer is made,"he growled, his tone just as firm as before,"Is it accepted?"For a moment Mira turned to look in Nala's direction, almost as if gauging her potential, but as she heard Kate's spiteful words her cocky smile spread just a little wider."Hell no,"she replied emphatically,"This trash talking bitch needs to be put in her place."Looking back up towards Nala, the guard shot her a quick salute,"The offer is very much appreciated however, and I'm sure I'll find the time to play with you soon enough.""The judgment has been made,"the large man declared, reaching once more for the stone beside him as he turned his gaze towards Kate."Kate of No Other Name Given, you have until dawn tomorrow to settle any affairs you may have. At such time you will become the sole property of Mira of the Bergsmen until dawn the following day. During such time she may do with you as she wishes, and all commands she makes of you must be fulfilled to the best of your ability."With that the judge slammed the stone onto the plinth once more, and began to rise to his feet, his business here concluded for now. As the stone struck, Kate felt a strange sensation down around her wrists, but when she looked there nothing seemed to be out of place. Kate just glances at Mira. She feels a sense of humiliation unlike ever before. She says,"I need to go lie down." She moves to get out of the ring by climbing a ladder. Meanwhile Kathleen and Nala rush over to meet their friend as she climbs out. They run at full speed. Nala is still covered though a bit ruffled but Kathleen is almost naked, the straps of leather from her armor hang over her tits. As they make their way through the crowds, several hands reach out taking the opportunity to grab at Kathleen's unprotected chest. Several of them get a good enough tug to leave bright finger marks over the pale skin, while others pinch at her nipples, leaving them bruised and swollen. By the time she reaches her friend a bright red blush had spread acorss her face and down her neck, only helping to highlight her exposed chest all the more.Moving up behind her a small child comes running, a set of leather armour slung across their shoulder."Hey, miss,"the young urchin called out,"Miss, I found this," Kathleen looks down at the child and says,"Yes? How can I help you?"Even when nursing a burning anger, she is careful to not let it explode at someone who didn't have anything to with it. She leans a bit to get closer to the child. "I found this armour you left back there, do you want it back?"The child asked, turning its head away and giving the fighter a sidelong glance, as though trying to assess her in some way.As she leant over another member of the crowd hurrying passed took the opportunity to pinch her buttock, before disappearing into the mob once more. Kathleen says, "Why thank you. I would like it back."She extends her hand out to accept the armor. as she stands straight again.Meanwhile Nala is standing behind Kathleen now. Looking around to try and make sure nobody else gropes her or her friend. She moves her head from side to side to look around. "5 gold,"the urchin announces, hugging the armour against their small chest with both arms while looking up passed Kathleen's exposed tits with an oddly defiant expression which only served to make them look adorably cute.Nearby there seemed to be a figure lurking in the crowd, close to the edge of the stands, almost as if they were trying to stay out of sight while at the same time beckoning over towards the adventurers.By the way he was dressed he didn't seem like the kind of person who would commonly be found hanging around the docks, what could be seen of the rich clothes he wore beneath a heavy, well tailored travelling cloak seeming far more valuable than any of the more hardworn and practical attire mostly on display in the area. Nala looked around. Nervously, she approached the man. She looks around nervously as she moves and asks the man,"Excuse me sir, did you call me?" Meanwhile Kathleen smiles on the child and says, "Sure." She hands the kid 5 GP and give him a head pat. Thrusting the armour forwards into Kathleen's awaiting hands, the urchin quickly snatched the money from her hand and scampered off to join several others who had been waiting in the shadows nearby. Giving it a quick check, Kathleen confirmed that the armour was in the same state she'd left it in, damaged buckle and all.Several feet away the stranger peered over Nala's shoulder."Actually, I was hoping to speak with your friend. The one who just... ...hmm... fought with that guard,"the man replied, with a nervous smile darting across his face."I may be able to help her with her little... ...hmm... predicament." Kathleen puts on her armor back on. At this point, it doesn't matter if she wore it properly or not. The thing is that it was damaged so much, it was virtually useless until it was repaired. It did however, double as a shirt so she was gland to not have her tits out anymore. She was trying her best to keep the crowd from groping her but there were too many of them. At least it was a bit less crowded now. Soon Kate climbed up the ladder, looking down and ragged. She gives one look at Kathleen and says,"What the hell happened to you?" Kathleen shakes her head and says don't worry about it.She looks at Kate's face and then gives her a hug. Kate is a bit surprised by this. Kathleen says,"It's alright. That bitch totally cheated. It'll come back to bite her. She'll die all alone. When she's lying terminally ill in a bed, with not a single person to check in on her. As she's dying from thirst, hunger and old age, those that she wronged, living or dead would think of her and laugh to themselves, saying, "That bitch deserved it." That is of course, if she doesn't die from getting back stabbed by her own partner during a job. All her friends would have abandoned her. All her family would have long since started to loath her and wished upon the gods for her to be sent to hell while she lay there, frail, dying slowly over many agonizing weeks." Though Kathleen's tone started out normally, but as she started describing the fate she wished upon the guard, her tone shifts. It at first loses it's upbeat and bubbly properties and gets calmer and more venomous with each word until finally, it is a very cold and cruel tone, filled with pure malice and hatred Kate's eyes widened in surprise. She hated the guard. The guard tricked her and humiliated her in an unfair fight. Thinking about it still makes her blood boil but this... She would not wish for such a cruel fate for even Lilith. What's even more surprising is that such words of malice is coming from Kathleen of all people. She has been nothing but kind and cheerful since Kate met her. To think she would harbor such intense hatred, it didn't make sense to her. Kate exclaimed, "By the Twin Gods! Where did that come from?" Kathleen just smiles back like she didn't say anything questionable just now and says, "Don't worry about it. What matters is that we can go rest now. It's not like it's the end of the world and even if it was, it isn't going to come until tomorrow."At that point, Kate feels someone tap her shoulder. She turns around to see Nala standing there. She says, "Um... Kate." She points to the stranger over her shoulder and says, "Er... that man wants to talk to you about something." With a short nod of her head, Kate says "Alright. I'll go check it out." The barbarian and the sorceress go off to talk to the stranger. Upon approaching him, Kate would ask, "Friend said you wanted to talk?"Meanwhile Kathleen goes off to find Crause. There's an explanation that Kathleen would like from her. If anything the strange man was making even more of a show of himself than he was before, pulling the hood of his cloak up to cover his face and turning away from the crowds making their way passed in such a conspicuous manner that hardly anyone could resist staring in his direction, trying to work out what he was up to.As the two adventurers came close he quickly stepped forwards, his face coming into view for the barbarian, who immediately recognised the man not for who he was exactly, but for what he was. Men like him had often visited her town, claiming to be traders and merchants and hocking wares to her people in exchange for guidance through their lands or a night's rest in the taverns only for precious items to be found missing the next morning, along with the strangers.The custom amongst her people had become one of belligerence towards these honourless thieves and defilers, and the young hunters often used men like him that wandered into their lands to train their skills, pinning their bodies high as warning to others not to step foot where they were not invited.This particular man seemed like he'd missed those warnings however, and around his neck hung a necklace strung with several medallions normally only awarded to victors of great festivals or great deeds protecting their settlements. Even a cursory glance over the shrunken, frail whelp told Kate that it was very unlikely he would've earnt those for himself, although the possibility that others may have acted on his behalf out of some bond of blood and kinship was always possible."Ahh... ...hmm... ...finally good to... ...hmm... see you..."The weasel finally spoke, his words trailing off a little as his eyes sunk down to stare at Kate's once more clothed chest for a moment, obviously remembering the sight of her exposed and shamefully displayed breasts which he'd obviously been watching only minutes earlier before quickly snatching his attentions away again, lifting his eyes to hers with a nervous, twitching smile."I believe I can... ...hmm... ...be of service... ...hmm... ...to you, perhaps?"As she pushed through the thinning crowds, the number of hands probing and teasing Kathleen's body quickly dropped. Obviously a set of armour, even a broken one, was good for something other than fending off blows from weapons. As she walked though, the roughness of the material rubbed unpleasantly against her nipples, the chaffing and pinching reminding her just why it was always good to wear at least undergarments beneath.Catching sight of the lieutenant, who seemed to have kept herself just close enough to the fighting pit to step in should the need arise for her professional intervention, the rogue attempted to make her way through the crowd towards her. Unfortunately, several of the more inebriated members of the mass of bodies making their way in the same direction as her, including one or two she was certain had been amongst those assaulting her most foully not so long ago, almost seemed to be deliberately trying to get in her way as they staggered about, bumping into, off of and around each other right in her path.By the time she finally managed to find her way passed the louts, the lieutenant had disappeared from sight. As Kathleen peered around her, she could find no sight of the stern woman's distinctive armour through the crowd, although she was certain the guard officer couldn't have gone too far. Kathleen swears under her breath. She was no stranger to the rowdier public. In fact, she fit in more with the common folk than she did with the children of nobility back home. However, these people were on a different level of degeneracy entirely. She headed towards the one place she believed she would find the lieutenant, the guard station. Pondering the sorry moral state of the masses, Kathleen exited the Proving Grounds and started moving back to the Guard station. She kept looking around still for the lieutenant while making her exit since she might still be found on the premises.Meanwhile, Kate catches the man staring at her chest and says,"Ei! My eyes are up here." Now that the man was looking at Kate and subsequently made his offer, Kate pried for more details. She cuts straight to the point and says,"Service huh? What kind of service are you offering?"Nala is standing close behind Kate. She is not exactly sure what business the man might have with Kate. Though she doesn't say much, she is a bit uneasy about the guy. She wants to be some help to Kate though so she keeps alert for any kind of signs of trouble that may come from this man or from an external source.

['Ravara']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11556/

FFX-3 Auron's Story.

She was glad to have a nice afternoon with him and now it was night time. She was snuggled next to him dozing off with her head on his shoulder and a smile on her face. She felt safe and comfortable finally finding the one she waited so long for.She yawned and snuggled closer with a little squeak. Auron was glad that it was just the two of them together, where they could spend all the rest of her natural life with each other. He had not turned into a fiend yet but the reason was because he was destined to be with her, ever since seeing her that was obvious but it took him forever to understand that. Yuna always knew and had only told him recently feeling sorry for her but never had said such a thing, until more recent which was when he started the hunt to find her once more. She still could not forgive Yuna but it was not her fault since he forced her to promise never to tell her.., to just allow the thoughts to go around saying that he was dead, to never return. But here he was now.. proving that wrong.. he discovered himself again and now all the lovely memories could be remembered and new ones created. Before falling asleep he lightly kissed her cheek before actually falling asleep something he had not done as a spirit for quite some time.That was the first time I had slept for a while, I remember it well.. I even had a dream, It seemed almost as if it was the future.. I had a daughter.. and we were together away from civilisation living comfortably... Their was no mention of Sin anymore.. only Yuna and her guardians.. we did not even have names anymore.. except Tidus.. it is a shame she forgot about us, but I was expecting that. Once the dream was over I awoke to a new day.. to see my love, next to me in the same bed that I was to sleep in for quite some time.. with her, Things definently have changed since the days of sin. Lea was smiling in her sleep for the first in ages the bed never felt so comfortable.She was living her dream and nothing could make it better well if she made up with Yuna but who knew if that would happen.My dreams come true but still my mind wanders to simple things like a first kiss and nights up the two of them chatting under the stars. I couldn't imagine I'd be able to rememebr them and no shed a tear it was just to much to take in all at once but she enjoyed every minute. As the night progressed so did the dream, when he used to sleep quite some time ago usually his mind would jump from one dream to another yet this one kept going as if it could possibly the future or at least the only thing his mind wanted to dream about. Slowly Auron's eyes started to open a small yawn escaping his mouth as he started to wake up his eyes instantly looking at Lea next to him in the same bed as him.I am so lucky to be here laying next to her.. I wonder if she feels the same about me..Today he planned to show a few more rare smiles and catch up on some of the time he missed when he disappeared.. all that time he could have spent with his one love..I had many plans for that day, although the main plan I had was to just let everything flow.. after all everything was already perfect enough as long as I was spending time with Lea... That dream I had at night.. it was rather nice, possibly a prediction of what is to come. I sure hoped so yet nothing was certain. All I knew at that time was she would be awake soon.. and it was the start to the first day of which I would be able to spend with her with us being together.. since the days of Sin. When she felt him stirr she opened up and her eyes and turned to him. "Hello handsome." She rubbed his cheek and smiled from ear to ear "Did you sleep well? I did like my all of my dreams with you next to me." Her hand never left his cheek afraid he'd leave if she let go.My plans for today are fairly simple just stay here with my guy. I just want to catch up and live my dream to be with the man I love and hopefully make dreams of our own.There's nothing I'd want more then to be happy with him as long as I'm here. Auron smiled lightly hearing her awaken her words striking him as pleasent. "I slept rather well... and I must say the dreams I had, I have never experienced such dreams.. yet they were enjoyable..." Gently he moved his body closer to hers before leaning forward and lightly kissing her lips. "Whats the plan for today Lea....."That day I only had one thing on my mind, as long as I was spending time with her.. I did not care what happened. I had time to catch up on that I missed with her, some dreams to accomplish and so memories to relive... and that would all more then likely happen today, but i was a little uncertain that this could be happinging.. maybe it was a dream.. but I was going to take it to its full advantage "I'm glad sweetie that's what I hoped for." She giggled lightly and rubbed his cheek softly "I had wonderful dreams and I was living one sleeping next to you." She happy excepted the kiss and and played with his hair just enjoying the morning usually she hated to get up but today it was the total opposite.Today is just more dreams coming true I get to wake up next to Auron. I just started to remember sharing a spot next to him and seeing that face and those dark eyes what a morning.Today I just wanted to spend it with him and relive more memories and make more I couldn't imagine the day with him but i knew it'd be happy and full of love. Hearing what Lea had to say Auron looked within her eyes as his voice left his lips again " I am glad we both agree on that then... as this is the only dream I am glad to know is true.. the others are unimportant as long as us two are together.. that is what matters" He spoke clearly and precise. Straight to the point yet deep with meaning.. sorta the man he was normally and yet part of him was changed because of Lea's impact on his lifestyle and personality. He was not used to being loved and loving someone, and the effects were showing a little.Another day, another life.. or so it felt like. I had been offered a new chance to experience more.. to live as much as a dead person could live, but the thing was I did not feel dead anymore, it almost felt as if Lea had brought me alive.. possibly that was the truth since Tidus was only a dream after all... and yet he was as living as the rest of us.. "I agree the others aren't important what's important is us being together and being happy and that's not very hard being with you." She giggled and smiled kissing his cheek and laying her head on his chest "All of my dreams are coming true since you've come home."Her love had given him a new life though Lea honestly didn't realize it she just thought he wasn't sent after all. She didn't care how he was here she just wanted him to stay here and never leave so she'd love him so much he'd stay for ever and ever with her that was her dream the two of them together in life and in death. They were both agreeing with each other, which was nice since their statements made perfect sense, softly he ran his hand through her hair lightly brushing his hand through it as he felt her lay on his chest after kissing his cheek lovingly. The statement that she made... it hit the spot with him as he kissed the top of her head lightly "As is my dreams... although some I think are yet to happen.. but in time they will... every last one of them this I know.Dreams.. I never used to really have them, never used to have anything to aim for.. until Lea changed me, and this day was the first day that I could live in my dream... yet this was reality to.. I could tell that, as in a dream.. things would probably flawed unlike what was occurring today already. She felt his fingers in her hair and sighed lightly just listening to his heart beat and giggled "Of course I think our dreams are the same dearest maybe a little family and a little dog and maybe a little garden." She smiled and sighed happily "That sounds like the perfect dreamor maybe something close to it." She rubbed his chest softly and felt the body warmth and felt her heart pounding from him being there.At least it's my dream a little family and a garden in a quiet house and I could make money here in the city dancing and with art. This place has been so happy even with out Auron but it was the first time she could actually feel anything. "That seems about right... it seems we both share that dream.. although I think it will be a reality sometime soon.. possibly in the next five or six years from what I can guess.." He managed to smile again before lightly kissing her lips "Hmm what do you want for breakfast.. I will cook you something and you can stay resting here.." It was rare for him to offer such a thing, yet he wanted to for Lea and so left the offer.I had cooked for myself plenty of times when I was alive, but after that I stopped... this would be the first time since my death that I even considered it, and yet I felt it was something I wanted to do for her more then myself trying to feel alive. "That sounds about right." She giggled and blushed at his kiss and happily returned it and nodded "That'd be nice I'm starved I think it was that dreaming I did last night." She giggled and smiled more he made her smile so much her cheeks hurt.He'd cooked for her before but never just because and she felt special. She would eat anything he made and be very happy. Hearing that Auron slowly gathered himself enough to actually get out of bed, it took a small amount of effort since he was so comfortable laying their with Lea, but he had a task that he wanted to do for the sake of doing it. Their was no reason behind wanting to do it.. it was just one of those things that he wanted to do. "You just lay here.. and I will return with one of my famous meals..." He thought for a moment before then speaking again "do we have any chocobo meat... " He paused to see the look she gave him and laughed lightly "Joking.. I know how much you love chocobo's.. besides they are a little chewy"I was in good spirits and for the first time since my youth.. well I was joking around a little, more so then what I would normally have. I used to throw in a little laugh or joke here or their when Sin was around.. but Tidus seemed to manage to make us all smile at times.. more so then me.. and Rikku... the two of them seemed to get along to well.. makes me wonder sometimes if Tidus really did love Yuna.. or if he loved Rikku although he was gone... but apparently rumors were he was still alive somewhere" She kissed him before he got up and smiled "I'm not sure I know how to do that but I'll try." She giggled and smiled at him and rolled her eyes hearing about Chocobo meat "No I have chicken and shrimp though the chicken I have to prepare for a meal it still needs to be cut up." She smiled and sat u p writing in her journal and giggling "I can't wait to eat your cooking again."I can't believe it I get spoiled by his cooking I've missed that so much and I'd never eat a Chocobo their to cute. Though I should make him some sushi I love those dishes with some steamed vegetables oh he'll love it ! Who says I can't spoil him back I mean he deserves it and that's a job of someone you love to take care of them. I wonder what he thinks about squid I hope he doesn't like it I hate that stuff. Auron had no issues with cooking, it had been a while yet he had some rather decent trademark dishes although this was just going to be a simple meal. "I am glad you feel that way, and since the chicken needs to be cut up.. lets make a meal together Lea.. That would be a first" They had always made each other meals back in the days of sin, but never worked together to make one and so he was curious to give it a go, after all it could only get better with two decent cooks working together.Finally something I had never done before, and I had a feeling she would not decline, I had called out to her from the kitchen leaning up against the bench waiting for Lea to come up the corridor ready to cook, or prepare the chicken. She nodded and smiled "Sounds like a good idea." She got up and dressed into some shorts and a teeshirt. She walked to the kitchen and kissed his cheek "Hello handsome." She giggled and got their tools ready to get started "What can I do to help?" She said with a little giggle and blush glad to get a chance to cook with him.I didn't think he'd ask but why say no it sounds like fun! This was to be an interesting experience, which was what made it more appetizing to Auron. Finally the two would make some food together, although their were other things they could possibly do together as well that could lead to the making of something.. something special. "Look beautiful Lea.. and prepare the chicken.. thats all I ask, " He smiled lightly glad to have help and finally he started to walk towards the kitchen area with his arm around her the whole time leading her.A new day a new experience as they always say... I believed that today, and was curious to what the end result would turn out to be like, after all.. two lovers.. some food and working together. It sounded like a meal that could be possibly the best one made between the two.. combining expertise to make the best possible combination. She smiled and couldn't wait and was just glad to be with him. She knew they could do alot together and have a great time just being a couple and in love. She didn't know what else would happy now but she really for the first time didn't worry about the future."I think I can do that." She giggled and kissed his cheek walking into the kitchen with him and allreadythinking of things for breakfast.I'm just on cloud nine this can't be real he's still here! When do I wake up is this death or a dream? I'm not sure if I want to wake up or come back to life I really rather enjoy this. I can't be sure if it's really him but it has to be he knows me to well not to be and why am I worrying its my dream come true! Auron lightly smiled hearing Lea's response before he spoke again " Don't think that you can do it.. know that you can do it.." It was his way of just saying instead of believing it is possible, know that it is possible. Once that was said Auron lightly kissed her cheek and then moved all the way into the kitchen and started to pull out the more normal looking meat and preparing it, something he had always been good at was making something out of nothing.. and by that I mean that even without knowing what to cook.. the end result would always turn out great... and Auron knew that Lea could do this as well,.Maybe this would be the last day that I get to dream of being with her.. but I was going to take advantage of every second of it.. It was to hard to tell if all of this was real, but even if this might be just the dream of me finally going to the spirit world.. as long as I could enjoy it as much as possible nothing else mattered.. yet it felt more then a dream.. and if that was the case,my greatest dream had become a reality.. finally.. but only time would tell if this was the case. "I know but it was just a figure of speech love." She giggled and smiled to him and then once they made it into the kitchen she worked on the chicken. She was quick and knew what to do with it to use it to the fullest. "We can make soup with this for lunch?" She asked using the bone for a broth and the dark meat for duplings.As I started to worh my mind kind of relaxed as I focused on something else but I still couldn't help but wonder if this was all I'd get. I mean this just seems to strange to be real could he really be here? I have to concetrate I don't wanna loose a finger here! Auron looked over towards Lea hearing her sweat voice ring before nodding at her "Thats a good idea, compared to what i am making,.. sounds great. I was simply going to grill up this meat and prepare us a salad of which I might then finally crumb the meat I am grilling and finish them of in the oven of which I will then coat the top with cheese upon serving.. how does that sound my love?" It to him sounded rather reasonable, he knew how to cook that was certain and well although it had been a while since his last time.. he was sure this was going to be a masterpeice.. after all Auron was the man of legends.. the man to be able to survive death and live through guarding two summoners.I knew the meal would take about probably thirty minutes to get to the oven stage and then fifteen minutes after that it would be all done... geez and to think i used to This all felt surreal.. as if soon my eyes would shoot awake... and i would be part of the death spiral.. finally being sent although i had a feeling that such a thing would not happen.. well so i hoped anyhow and usually things went to plan when I believed in them... so what if this was a dream.. Tidus was a dream... and yet he became real.. so i just had already decided if I had to do such a thing incase this was not real.. i would.. but somethign felt good about this.. already i know "Oh yummy sounds good." She giggled and looked to him then to her work and went back to her preparing. "I'll gain weight with you feeding me." She giggled again and finished with her veggies and then prepared the chicken a bit more and looked to him "I love you." She just was happy to be here with him in the kitchen or in the living room it didn't matter where she was thrilled.I knew mine would take a while but it'd be a smart move to have something for tomorrow to eat one less night of cooking. I still just kept thinking I'd be in bed alone after waking up from my dream but still I try to push the thought aside and keep enjoying this I can't believe he's here it's the perfect way to start off my morning being with him I don't ever want it to change. Auron was glad that Lea liked the sound of what was to be prepared, yet he could not help but laugh at her next statement. She seemed in to good a fitness level for such a thing. Speed wise he would never be able to compete with her, yet he would never have to. "and I love you and want to make you a meal you deserve in my opinion.. after all it has been so long ago since you had what i can create.."My meal was quicker to prepare... but at least hers could be used for something tomorrow or quite a bit later in this day, oh how great this was that the day had just started and it sure did not take me long to create the food, now we sat at a table and i was rather eager to try it, although it had been a while since i could truly taste. "I have all I deserve love I have you with me." She smiled and looked ot her work she had speed but she couldn't match his strength so they made quite a fighting pair back then. She had fun fighting with him and kind of missed the fact there wouldn't be any more fighting with him. Her hands worked with skill but slow to clean every little part of the bird she was a bit obsessive with her food and cleaning routine she couldn't help it since it made the stress go away. Though now she oddly felt stress free and could relax a bit more. I can't believe it still strength and stamina still though I always had speed and accuracy. Thuogh we both were good shots really I remember those days more foundly now. I couldn't think of them before with out crying but now I smile and just keep going its strange how a few moments can just change everything. The smile softened slightly at her words, they were cute yet he could tell they were true and he believed them also. His meal could be prepared blindfolded.. Auron had enough pratice for such things, but it would be quicker being able to see that he knew. It seemed Lea was getting preparations ready rather quick for her dish and well, his dish was pretty much already cooking.. such ease yet such great taste, after all not all good things had to be complicated.I knew we would still train for old times sake, after all both of us still seemed rather in shape like the days of Spira, Oh how i wished though that i would be able to taste Lea's cooking tomorrow.. and sometimes randomly i can.. it has been a while. But a really good meal always broke the dead's curse of no taste, no smell.. She smiled finished with the chicken and put the unwanted pieces in a bag to be discarded or to use for fishing that always worked well for her. She then put the bones aside and the chicken pieces were washed and set in a clean bowl then she washed her hands and started to make the water for the soup. She wanted him to taste her cooking and smell the fresh air and even her hair after she washed it just all the stuff he missed. She remembered all the htings he missed being dead like the taste of her cooking the true taste and how the flowers smelled just little things she took for granted until she meet him. Now she took everything in stride and enjoyed everything that she could and now she'd enjoy it with the one she loved even better. Auron's food preparations were already set out, and now came the cooking. He always cooked them a certain way.. just after medium rare you can get a slight crispiness without it being burnt, and the taste .. oh their was nothing else like it.. but it had been a while since he recalled it and so possibly his mind had just imagined it better then what it was... that was possibly the case.That was the first day i was happy to actually be cooking for her, finally I had a reason to do it again. It took less time then normal .. and the spice collection made it smell great, I would not forget how that meal had a nice aroma to it.. She was finished with getting things ready and now she got to cook luckily there was room enough for the two of them. She was glad that they'd have a great feast to start the day off he certainly deserved it and she wanted him to have the best. Her eyes watched him as she set the food to good soup and dumplings her favorite. I actually have someone to cook for besides myself it makes it fun again. I'm glad to have him here to eat for me he certianly loved my cooking before and will have it when ever he likes. Auron was finished with the preparations, and could now simply just leave his to cook as long as he kept an eye on it. The smell of their two cooking styles in the one kitchen was quite intense but nice,.. and it was going to be a decent feast. "I sure missed having a reason to cook.. since it is not entirely needed for me to cook food, because of being half dead..I simply just did not.. but I guess that will change now,"Soon my meal would be ready to slowly simmer afterwards.. and then I would have everything prepared. I was uncertain which meal i was looking more forward to.. and if at that moment someone asked me.. I would be unable to answer.. but then would probably say hers because I know I lover her.. and that would create a bias.. She could smell their meals cooking and it was an awesome smell they were in for a treat. She looked to Auron and smiled kissing his cheek and snuggling him just missing the chance to do that."It sure will handsome I'd love to have a man around here that can cook I never thought I'd be so lucky." She hugged his waist and sighed happily. I'm excited about both meals they'll be great no matter who's it is. I'm just happy about who I'll be sharing it with as cheesey as that sounds I mean every word of it. Auron just lightly smiled hearing Leah's response, he turned to face her now slipping his arms around her holding her lightly before looking at her,, "You know we have over twenty minutes before this food is ready.. before we even have to interact with it.." he thought for a little more before deciding to ask. "Shall.. we get to know each other a little better then back in the spira days..?" He winked hoping she would understand what he meant by such a gesture and such words.Part of me craved her,.. that I knew and finally I was showing my want for her,.. I wanted to experience something with her I had not experienced for quite a while now.. Luckily I knew if something did happen , I was alive enough.. to feel it, experience it.. and who knows.. maybe It was possible for me to even have a child. She heard his quesiton and blushed softly "I want to but I'm still a little nervous is it ok if we wait? I'm still kind of absorbing all of this. Please don't me mad I just don't feel like its the right time." She looked down with a frown thinking he'd be angry with her but she just needed some time to let this settle in still. I want to make love again..I've dreamed of that moment for two years now but something just told me to wait a little bit get to know him again and be used to him being here. I just hope it doesn't ruin things between us. Auron lightly smiled before speaking "I understand.." He moved closer seeing her frown before lightly kissing her cheek "Take as long as you want.. but I will always be here regardless.." he then went back to making sure that his cooking would be fine. He was someone who was patient and so was fine with how everything was for now.. but he would probably get the desire sometime soon because it had been a while.I felt myself craving.. to be with one with Leah, but she seemed not ready.. so I knew not to push it upon her, after all I knew it was best not to rush things.. She looked to him feeling relieved he wasn't upset and the kiss made her smile "Thank you Auron." She watched him and felt like he'd alwaya be there and she was glad he'd give her time she needed it.She just needed time she'd get that desire back he just had to wait. I'm glad he understood and to hear he'd always be there I just know I'll have that feeling I just need to get used to him being here again. Auron went back to cooking, it was a little boring just watching over so he decided to start conversation.. "So.. Leah, what did you do when I was not hear.. I heard things about you putting on huge shows of some form.. I heard they were even rather impressive.. but I don't know what you actually did in them.." It was better to speak then to have silence, that Auron was sure about.. She heard him and smiled 'Yeah I was a dancer and used my mage skills to brighten things up." She giggled and laid her head on his arm and sighed happily "I could get you a good seat on my next show in a few weeks? And you can watch a pratice." She wanted him to like her job it wasn't dangerous she'd done it to long to get hurt. I hope he likes my job it can be dangerous but I've made sure it isn't.I couldn't quit it's to popular to and I make great money. Auron smiled back at her seeing Leah smile and listening to what she had to say "sounds just as I expected.. I would like to watch,.." It would be interesting to see such a thing. The meals probably had another fifteen minutes of cooking and so he thought for a moment before laughing gently "Dance with me now.. ? maybe just a simple waltz.. maybe a tango?"It was almost funny that I considered dancing, considering.. what sort of person I was it would not feel right.. but you had to attempt everything twice.. and it had been a while since i did such a dance "Well I"ve always loved my magic and dancing so I learned how to use both." She was glad they time to talk before the meal was done and it made cooking go faster."Maybe slow dancing so I can get close you know I love to snuggle." She giggled and kissed his cheek lightly and smiled from ear to ear. Auron smiled walking away from the cooking before smiling and nodding at the idea, Slowly he slipped his arms around her form moving the two of them close before sliding his hand into hers, his other arm sliding around her body to hold them close, as they did a slow dance that was more just an excuse to be close and snuggle like she had said, She moved over with him and slipped her hand into his and one hand on his shoulder. She moved close and laid her head on him and sighed happily letting him lead just loving an excuse to snuggle with him. The dance was neither really accurate or fast paced, just slow.. they moved together slowly around, both taking advantage of an excuse to snuggle up close, it was nice not to be alone and have someone's warmth to feel.. someone's lips to kiss. The dance slowly continued as he now just let his hand slide from hers and both arms wrapped around her as he then lightly kissed Leah's forehead and continued their dance they were doing. She smiled and danced with him slowly snuggling close rubbing his back and feeling her heart hop in her chest. She blushed feeling the kiss she sighed happily and laid her head on him being happier then she could ever remember. It really did not take much to make Leah blush, and yet it was nice to see the rush's of color cross her face like that after receiving affection. Auron had no issue with the two of them being so close continuing their slow dance, that was not really a dance but now more a shuffle to a beat unknown. Back in Spira we had some interesting times.. I remember the first huge monster we versed you freaked out on.. but then after realizing how strong you actually were.. you seemed to feel better.." She smiled and snuggled him with a sigh and heard him looking up and giggled. "I couldn't help it it was sary and all growly and roaring." She laid her head on him and smiled more memories coming to her "Remember when rode the shoopuff? I almost fell off." She giggled and actually missed that shoopuff he was a nice animal. Auron lightly laughed hearing what Leah had to say, holding her gently still slowly one hand running itself through her hair. "I remember.. from there on.. he even went a little slower for you just in case.. and well I remember that was really the first time.. the two of us got close, you seemed to be scared.. and my arm seemed to comfort you.." She smiled and snuggled him with a little nod "Uh huh and I eve got to pet him after and yeah it was that waas my favorite memory." She blushed and heard the food "We should check on the food Auron."SHe said with a tiny smile "Don't want it to burn." Only a gentle laugh left him now before he slowly started to walk towards the food, he was having no issue with snuggling but it was true that food had somewhat priority since it could burn.. where as they could have any moment of silence.. or just any moment to be together like they were. It seemed his was ready and so he started to get it all ready to remove it from the stove as such, dragging the pan away. She smiled and walked over to help him with the food and kissed his cheek helping to move some of the food over the burners. "It smells really good best lunch I've had in ages I think." Auron lightly smiled as he felt her lips against his cheek before she started to speak "we don't know that until we try it .. but soon enough we shall know.." A gentle laugh escaped him after that, as he now prepared to dish everything up from his meal... It was only a lunch and so had nothing to accompany it but the meat was rather thick and encrusted with herbs.. and other things he had added.. so it would do just fine, well that he was pretty certain off at least. "Well I think the company is what makes a meal great the food helps too of course." She smelled the air and it smelled rather nice the dumplings seemed just perfect. She always knew he was good cook and she was too so she didn't doubt that lunch was going to be something. Although Auron would not be able to taste the food properly, he would get a glipse of how it actually tasted and so her statement was the most true thing that could have been said, what made a meal better for him was who he was spending the time eating it with and because he was with Leah eating it.. well it all made sense that the meal would be best because it was spent with the person that they both shared a love for each other.. "I think everything is ready enough to serve up.." She smiled and hugged him softly from behind and kissed his cheek "Ok I'll set the table." She set the small coffee table and just had plates and cutlery for two also two glasses not getting much company. She brought the two plates over and smiled and well as two bowls if needed."Help yourself love." Auron watched as she began to do such a thing, as he prepared to move the food to the table, to begin with he just moved his meal figuring they would eat some of hers following. He dished out the plates smiling before sitting down and starting to eat, for some reason a hunger had stricken him and so he had not actually grabbed her food as well, and it was probably obvious that a hunger had crossed him by how he took to the food. She watched hima nd giggled "Hungry?" She poured the drinks and then sat down and smiled as he fixed her plate "You didn't have to do that love." She kissed his cheek sitting next to him and snuggling him "I can't wait to taste it I haven't had anyone cook for me in so long." Although Leah had said such a thing, Auron almost insisted upon continuing to dish up purely just by giving a look of .. I want to, his eyes showing the emotion before he looked down at his food, for the first time in a while being able to almost purely smelling it, a slight hunger had actually stricken him for once. There had been rumors of people like him.. feeling more alive around people they love, but now he would see if such thing was truth or fiction.. for now he actually felt like he had never died.. but still it was uncertain if this was just spare of the moment or if he did feel more alive. SHe giggled seeing his eyes "Ok ok I can't say no to that." She hugged his waist softly and kissed his cheek "Thank you for taking such good care of me." She was happy to have this meal with the man of her dreams and finally the man in her life after so long. She was glad he seemed happier and just all over more like he felt happy about being alive. Auron was almost expecting such an answer from Leah, and it was the only answer he was going to accept.. with a smile at least, otherwise he would have probably frowned with a look of confusion. "You don't need to thank me for such a thing.. after all Leah I love you,.. so I treat you how you should be deserved" slowly he picked up a fork before grasping the knife feeling the cold steel feel of the metal as it was pressing against his skin ready now to try out the food that had been prepared, first he would start with his meal.. then try Leah's knowing it would be perfect.. She giggled and smiled lightly seeing him happy "I feel like a princess but I feel like I don't deserve this though I'll gladly let you spoil me." She kissed his cheek and started to eat her meal with her knife and fork trying his first of course. She took a bite and smiled "Wow this is good I knew this why I kept you around." She laughed and snuggled him lightly. "No matter how much you tell me such a thing, the fact is that I don ??t deserve you.. but still I cherish every moment I can,.. glad to the fact that I can even just spend time with you.. ? A small laugh escaped him as he nodded lightly in agreement before continuing to eat feeling Leah lightly snuggle him ??I know for a fact your food will be good as well,.. so I look forward to eating it when we do" Auron then lent to the side a little placing a small kiss on her cheek before beginning to finish of the meat he prepared. "Of course you deserve this you've been threw so much and I think you earned everything I give you and me of course." She smiled and was glad to hear him laugh he looked so happy and handsome ten times better then what she remembered. "Aww thanks and yours tastes just wonderful love."She giggled feeling the k iss on her cheek and blushed. What was said did bring a faint smile across Auron's face again.. but really he partially felt like he had said.. undeserving. After all the Spira journey was more for the sake of Yuna.. then it was for anyone else,.. but she was right really.. he had been through a lot but so had Leah.. "I can actually agree on that.." Seeing the blush he lent over again to lightly kiss the redness,.. it was a little cute to see actually, and so he felt like he almost had to kiss her again, his lips against her smooth skin.. She smiled hearing him speak and moved her face meeting lips to lips and blushing. "I'm glad you can you're my hero." She snuggled him and went back to her meal "Maybe we could go to the couch and snuggle after we eat I love to just be by your side now that I can be." It seemed although Leah was considered a grown up to everyone that would have seen her,.. in truth she was still rather like a younger person.. cute,.. and just rather easy to make blush. It was little things like that, that. well Auron could not help but at least feel warm for. Hearing such a thing a faint smile crossed his face "If that is what you wish.. I would never deny such actions.. because in truth I would not want anything better.." She smiled and giggled lightly watching him smile then answer she squeaked happily. "Yay I can't wait nice and full and with my hunny after dinner what else could I want?" She kissed his cheek and went back to her food happily having to those who knew her best a childlike attitude. It just was nice, moments like these.. where he could even taste the food to a degree, feel like death was never something that had managed to get him in it's cold grip. But really.. it had not because his spirit still existed on this world.. and Tidus had only been a dream himself.. which meant he was as real.. as he ever was really. Because Tidus.. was definitely real.. but considered a dream from a Zanarkand that once existed a long time ago. "I can agree with that.. full and with the person, that I would not wish to ever be separated from." She was lost in the moment with him and tasting the food and enjoying the company was just what she wanted.She could get use to these moments and every day waking up with him and just him she couldn't imagine it being anyone else. "I feel the same way I'd never want to leave you I wouldn't want anyone else." He had completely finished his own food now letting out a small satisfied sigh, it was filling but there was plenty of room left within him for the food of hers, but there would probably be left overs for another day.. something he did not mind. "I am glad we agree on the same things.. and feel the same way, otherwise I would start to feel a little worried " he gave a faint charming smile before slowly getting up "I will get your food and bring it to the table.. you just continue to sit here and enjoy." She finished her food and sighed just as satisfied and a little sleepy. She giggled hearing him and nodded "No need to worry about that." She saw him get up and smiled "I'm stuffed I don't know if I could fit more in." Now that Auron thought about it, he realized he didn't need any more food and so he managed to smile before responding " you're right Leah, but let's leave it for tomorrow for seconds or later tonight. "Right lets put the food away and then rest." She smiled and kissed his cheek glad to just enjoy dinner with him. "We could snuggle here or in bed whatever you like?" Auron did not really have to think about what had been offered so instead he managed a light smile instead of instantly answering before speaking "I like the sound of that.. it is rather a good idea if I might say so myself.." it would be a nice way to just relax, since after all.. this day for some reason felt a little bit tiring compared to what he had expected "Then lets go rest after we pick things up of course." She giggled and stood to pick up the food starting with the food itself then the dishes."I was thinking we could head to bed early?" She said with a little blush. Auron started to do such a thing helping Leah before hearing what she had to say answering almost instantly afterwards a small smile showing on his face seeing her blush. In truth their was quite a few years between the age gap that the two shared.. but they loved each other and that was what mattered. That was probably why the reason Tidus used to at opportunities have a little fun and tease the two gently about it.. but although he was quite outgoing.. he never seemed to try and push Auron that far. "If that is what you want.. I would not mind either way.." She smiled and giggled "Besides after that meal I don't think I could move." She wiped the table down after cleaning it used to picking up by herself she finished cleaning rather quickly. "You might make me fat eatting like that allt ime." She joked. A soft laugh escaped Auron before he just shook his head, it was a joke of hers no doubt but still he decided to speak "I don't think that could ever happen to you.. Don't you remember how you used to eat sometimes when we were in the days of Spira?.. You surprised us all back then.." he laughed remembering the small serving he had prepared for her of which had not even lasted a moment before she asked for seconds.. it for some reason made them all laugh.. and was a good moment. "Well that doesn't count I needed the energy then." She said with a pout and folded her arms like she used to and looked at him. "And I never got fat either and i don't know what the surprise was I was a growing lady."She kept pouting and huffed lig htly she hated people talking about how she ate it made her feel fat. Auron while noticing that she was a little distracted poked her side before speaking " If you think I am trying to say your fat.. your wildly mistaken.. your gorgeous. and the only fat one here.. is me when I compare myself to you.." Auron lightly smiled before he then decided to speak once more "Mmm so lets go lay down, I don't think I will be able to do much else after eating so much and actually feeling like I was eating for once.." she smiled hearing him and giggled "Oh you're not fat." She walked over to him and hugged him "I like you just fine very handsome." She kissed him and nodded taking his hand "I agree lets go to bed." She slowly started to walk with him holding his hand just happy to not be there alone for once. Auron lightly laughed before smiling lightly "For me to be handsome and not fat.. then you must be perfection itself.." the line was almost rather cornball but the truth was Auron felt that way about it.. and so he had decided to speak about it before walking with her towards their bedroom to go snuggle with Leah, where the two would be alone,.. to be able to just relax and enjoy each others company.. the main thing he had missed when he had been away from Leah. She giggled and blushed "You always know what to say to make me blush Auron." She hugged him and sighed "You've always been handsome to me." She yawned and laid her head on him starting to doze off and snuggled close to him just comfortable right where she was in his arms. Auron already knew such a thing yet a faint smile crossed him a slight sigh leaving him as he felt her sigh. It was gentle and more just showing his happiness mainly at the moment which for him such a thing for a while did not exist. He held Leah gently noticing that she seemed to start getting comfortable, and so he would only let go of her once she had decided for him to. She rested on him and looked up smiling "I'm getting sleepy I'm so comfy with you." She giggled and kissed his cheek "Wanna head to bed? I might need it soon." She smiled more and just enjoyed how comfortable she felt since it'd been so long since she had. Auron decided to start walking with his arms still around her slowly making movements towards the bedroom, he was in no rush since even if she did fall asleep in his arms, he would easily be able to manage getting the two of them into bed before laying down and relaxing together, something that she did not even seem to have to do since in his arms, that was enough for sleep to start coming to her "Almost there.." She walked with him and yawned lightly starting to nod off in his arms. "I'm not sure if I can make it." She looked up to him and giggled lightly snuggling close to him "I'm gald I need to get in bed I'm not used to being so full." She blushed softly and opened the curtain with a smile "Wanna change first or me?" A gentle smile crossed him before he laughed lightly "That is okay.. if you don't make it, I will still get us there.." hearing her second question he thought about it for a moment before gesturing her to enter "You can if you want.. I will wait outside until you tell me to enter.. okay Leah?" "I'm glad I can always count on you." She giggled and snuggled him then hearing his reply smiled "I don't mind if you see I don't have to hide from you." She smiled looking in his eyes "You're the only person I don't want to hide anything from." After hearing such a response he smiled before deciding that he would stay inside the room, "I also have nothing to hide.. but you can get changed first if you want.." he lent against the wall of the room before lightly smiling "I am glad that we both feel that we have nothing to hide from each other.." She slipped off her shoes then her shirt and laid them in a pile obviously for clothes that needed washing. Not realizing she was facing him and now he could clearly see her C chest she'd grown a little since they last saw each other. She tugged her pants down know showing her curves and hairless slit that was all his he was the only person she wanted. "Yeah I love you so I don't need to hide and I'm horrible at hide and seek anyway."She said with a laugh. Already Auron liked what he could see as she removed her shoes and her shirt. She seemed to have grown a touch from when they used to be together and her body had curves all in the right places. His eyes could not help but stare for a moment at her slit knowing it was all his and not some other mans. Hearing what she said a small smile crossed him as a soft laugh escaped him "I am sure you would have done okay.. but I would have found you eventually, like I always ended up doing" now it was his turn and so he simply removed his jacket followed by his shirt to show his fit toned chest which showed he had managed to keep himself in reasonable shape more then likely their journey in Spira causing the physique from all the battles that had taken place. Next his pants were removed until finally Auron took of his boxers his non erect member showing to her before his mind thought for a moment a soft smile crossing him "Lets not bother getting changed tonight, we will keep each other warm enough.." She smiled and giggled lightly and looked at him blushing "Wow." She looked him over and nodded lightly "I'll gladly keep you warm." She put her clothes aside and yawned just in her bra and underwear and slipped off her bra just in her underwear now. She moved over to the bed and nodded " To tired to complain." She slipped under the covers and snuggled her pillow. The blush that he saw upon Leah's face was almost cute, showing a side of innocence that was obviously existent within her that showed itself a lot especially around Auron of all people. Still he had to admit seeing her form was quite a nice sight and he was glad she had nothing to hide from him. He to quickly joined her within the bed that would share the two of them his arms wrapping around her, their flesh making contact for the first time in a while. And even that time was nothing like this time as the two had been a little shy when it came to doing such things. She smiled waching him slip in beside her her innocence always there when it came to him. She'd had so many new experiences with him that it made her feel more grown up but realize that innocence. She snuggled in his arms and sighed happily feeling happy and safe in his arms. He loved the feeling of the two of them so close snuggling each other, already feeling a warmth from her body which his own liked. "I am so glad that from the day I met you,.. not much has changed,.. which after what we went through as a group I am surprised about such a thing" Auron knew from the Spira journey he had changed but it had been for the better. To begin with he had simply been someone who could not see the joy in anything simply wanting to look after Tidus because Jecht said to, yet that all changed when he had met the person he was willing to spend the rest of his life with. She smiled and snuggled him "I think things have changed but have stayed the same." She kissed his chest and rubbed it softly feeling muscle and his breathing but the most was the warmth from him and the love."I love you Auron always have since we met." When she met him she was insecure and shy also lonely not really finding any reason except to just go with Yuna and find her place and she found it with him. Auron remembered what Leah had first been like and it was almost surprising that she got chosen as a guardian fearing certain creatures, and in attitude she was shy and tended to hide her face a touch aw looking at the floor most of the time. Oh how quickly ple changed after one of the nights he talked to her. " i am so glad we met during that spira journey. . I love you more everyday and to be separate again would be something i will not be able to stand." She remembered how much he helped her and she loved their chats and it always brightened her mood. "I'm glad we met love I'd have never gotten the courage to dance."She snuggled close to him and giggled "Or the courage to tell you I love you I remember that night I thought you would have fallen on your back." She giggled again and smiled with a soft relaxed sigh. Auron still simply held a small smile. it was good for her to have come out of that shell she had originally been within upon first meeting her, and now that the two were spending time together like this.. just proved how far things had come. And although things had seemed hard at times.. somethings were meant to be "I almost did... I quite remember it, you surprised me.. but I was sure glad you expressed yourself back then.. or else none of this now.. would be just quite the same Leah.." She was thankful for all their time together and knew that time was meant to be and never doubted he was the one. She was just as surprised that night when she told him "me too I'm glad to have told you if not I'd have lost a great guy and never have gained so much courage." It was moments like these that Auron was sure glad that he could actually experience, although being dead such things made him feel at least alive. In fact the more he concentrated about such a thing, the more real he felt and although he had heard rumors of possibly coming back alive he highly doubted it would happen yet it seemed to be in progress because of the connection between him and Leah being so strong of which both wanted to spend the rest of their life together "Well you sure do now.. you changed for the better.. although I still do like seeing your shy moments.. its cute" She felt like he was alive she could feel it in her entire body especially her heart and that hasn't been wrong when it came to them. Her love she hoped was strong enough to keep them together it did before and they were saving Spira for crying out loud."Thanks I'll try and be cute for you more often." She giggled and kissed his cheek not sure why but this felt more like a piece of a dream maybe because she'd had it so many time before. Auron simply laughed lightly as he heard her giggle and lightly kiss his cheek. A small smile that had been appearing a lot today, made it's way upon his face yet again before he spoke deciding to make a remark about her earlier comment "You do not need to try.. because you are.."It was a simple line yet to him he thought it was good to say, mainly because he thought it was true more then the fact of he was possibly using it as a small flirt. He lightly kissed her lips before speaking once again "I love you Leah.. and I just hope you are still here when I wake up.. and that this day was not a dream.. as it was the best day of my life.."

['Yuna']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/115821/

Batman and Batgirl (loislanekent and Writer)

It was a heavy rain coming down through the Gotham sky. It was the start of novemember and Ice cold. Even dressed in her costume with thrumal heated lineing Barbara was cold, but she couldn t think about that. She was on patrol and had to sweep the entire area. It was Victor Zsaz. The man who years ago "Butcherd his own livning family" he had gone on a rampage through Gotham after the Joker got him out of Akrham Aslyum. Zsaz was as bad as the Joker, he was a hit man for hire and he skinned his victims. Rumers even persisted around the GCPD that he ate parts of them. Something which her farther Commissioner Gordon had tried his best to keep out of the press. The Gotham Gazette was a rag of a paper and had little if any morals. Batman had fought off Zsaz multiple times when he was an employee of the Joker. Rumer has it they had a falling out a few years ago, two of the most twisted men in the city now despised each other. A family tragedy that haunted them both. Her brother was sick, but not in the way the Joker ore Zsaz was, he was harmless, just mentally ill. Barbara had been forbidden to be a cop, so she was studying Law because her farther figured a Lawyer was alittle safer but not by much. Not in this God foresaken town, but after many a heated argument over the years she told him she wanted to be a force for good. She wanted to help change the world and make it a better place. Eventually he relented and sighed heavily and then helped her fill out her application for Gotham university, he had wanted her to leave the city, hell the state, but she insisted on staying at home. Mostly because she was now the Batgirl of Gotham. A position she ahd fought long and hard for, she had the bruises to show for it. Proving herself to Batman and Robin took some time, over six months of her first suiting up as Batgirl EVENTULLY Batman let her in his inner circle. Robin helped, he had been crushing on her and she figured he helped wear down his mentor. But it wasn't until she turned 19 they shared their identities with her as Bruce Wayne and his ward Dick Grayson. Bruce told her she had proven herself over the two years fighting crime. In that time she had faced Two Face, The Penguin, the Riddler, Mr Freeze and many other twisted criminals. Some of them even meta humans, she even teamed up with Batman and the frigging JUSTICE LEAGUE one time. She earned her stripes. It wasn't even a week after the family reveal she and Dick started dating, Other boys at her college were too immature and didn't get her. Dick understood her, they had shared trauma and that lead to a first love. Dick was her first everything and she honestly figured they could get married one day when they were too old for all of this. But three months ago he and Bruce fell out, badly, and Dick left Gotham, he broke up with her when she refused to go with him to San Francisco and that was that. Now she was in her second year of college and wasn't going to throw that away even for him. But it broke her dam heart, and she knew it broke Bruces heart too. So here she was, the Batmans only currentSidekickshe hated that word, she was his partner, she was incredibly intelligent a member of Mensa thank you very much. But to so many she was just the mysterious young woman who followed the Dark Knight around on his missions. Bruce was a broken man, his trusty butler and friend told her that once. "He needs you and Dick, more then he would ever say miss Gordon." Babs didn't need praise ore thanks, she learned that from her dad, you do the honourable thing because it is the wright thing to do. Bab s lived by that mantra and always would. She knew been the Batgirl was dangerous, yes she had been doing gymnastics since she was four and yes she was a natural at fighting. She picked up skills just as fast as Dick had once Bruce agreed to train her. But still, all it took wasOne bad Dayfor one of this criminal pyschos to get the upper hand on her. She hated lying to her dad, and the few friends she had from working at the city library, she hated lying to them too. Zsaz belonged in a Ayslum. In isolation but he found ways of getting away. Zsaz had been beaten Robin her ex within an inch of his life. Dick was saved by Batman, it was the first time Dick had felt fear he once told her. Six months later she had suited up for the first time as Batgirl. She saved the socialite veronica Freeland at a charity fundraiser which was crashed by Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn. her dad would kill her if he knew she had gone dressed as Batgirl that night. To say she fangirled over the dark night was a under statement. She had been 17 at the time and bored at school, she was way beyond her peers and already itching for colleague. Maybe the Dark Knight represented a darker side to her, a side she got from her estranged mother. her dad was a good guy, the best Cop the city had to offer but it weighed him down. Barbara wanted to be a cop but he had forbidden her, he knew the dark and twisted things that roamed the streets and he wanted to protect her from that world. In a way he hadn't been able to protect her brother who had been commited to a mental hospital. As the thunder echod across the night sky Batgirl leaped across the rooftop of the Gotham plaza down to the old opera house which faced out towards "Crime Ally". A significant Spot to her mentor who was the Batman himself. Where Bruce Wayne saw his parents shot before his eyes as a young boy. It was here the Batman was BORN! Police reports had come over the scanner that Zsaz was working for the Black Mask and they were planning a hit here tonight at the Plaza. It was the DA that successor of the tragic figure Harvey Dent who had become Two Face. Rupert Thorne the crimeboss was testifying in court tomorrow against Mask and the DA Miss Janet Van Dorn was representing him. Varn Dorn was a good woman, a great DA, she even had helped Batman when they both were kidnapped by theRouges gallery of Arkham last year when they put Batman on Trial. She knew Bruce cared about her, respected her. So having Zsaz after her was a no no. Batgirl stood perched keeping her eyes fixed on the hotel as she crouched on a nearby Gargoyle and waited for the Limo to pull up with Van Dorn. She didn't know where Bruce was tonight, she tried to reach him and couldn't. WriterYesterday at 18:44 I was busy Batgirl, but you should have waited. Came a gruff, stern voice from her left. Batman had always been like that appearing and disappearing just like that. Of course this was born out of years of experienced, and physical abilities that had been honed to perfection in that time. The Batsuit definitely clung tightly to his rippling muscles, for a man Batman was a powerhouse. He had certain Batsuits designed that could increase his strength and dexterity, but those often ran the risk of damaging his body even more permanently, and so he often kept to his typical black and grey Batsuit, designed with form fitting polymers, good against small arms fire, but bad against larger rounds. He let Barbara design her suit as he had let Robin design his, although he often had his own ideas, he knew that they knew what they wanted. He had been busy apprehending a bunch of punks who wanted to awaken Solomon Grundy. They were thankfully dealt with quickly enough that Solomon hadn t awakened again. He left them at Gotham Central for the officers. Being able to find Batgirl so easily one would think he put a tracking device on her suit, but the reality was he knew her well, enough to have a good guess where her vantage point would be. Bruce had despised Zsaz in a way he despised few men, Zsaz had been well off, like he was, but he squandered everything, and never admitted fault. He was cruel, and violent without reason. Even Joker had his own twisted sense of logic. Random killings wasn t the Joker's usual plan, as Joker killed only when it was funny. Zsaz could kill with no rhyme or reason, Zsaz was truly a man beyond redemption. Black Mask was just an opportunist, that happened to be a powerful mob boss, but he was a man like any other, just with resources beyond the typical man. It was Black Mask who often hired men like Zsaz, Deadshot, or Deathstroke, he was like the Falconi family, one of the corrupted roots within Gotham. Slowly Van Dorn s Limo was pulling alongside the building, his eyes scanning for anything out of ordinary. He knew Zsaz couldn t resist what he thought may be an easy gig, and big score. Unfortunately for him he would be denied yet again tonight. loislanekent01Today at 00:00Barbara Jumped when Bruce appeared behind her, she was on edge. Even with her training he still could get the upper hand on her. He lived in the shadows and the darkness. She breathed in as she turned behind him, he was pissed, irritated, she knew him well enough to know that. He said she should have waited, she arched her right eyebrow underneath her mask. "Can we really afford to wait? I mean DA Vorn Dorn is the strongest DA this city has had in a long while. We carnt afford to loose her." She said over the harsh rain which was coming down violently around them. Barbara knew they needed to protect Thorne too. He was a pig, a gangster who had done unspeakable things. but Bruce s rule was that they protect everyone. She smiled in his direction, trying to lighten the grim mood. "Where were you?" She asked him with concern in her voice. Zsaz was their top piroity, they had Alfred on comms but things were much more tense Since Dick left them. Maybe the wound was still too raw but she and Alfred had talked about perhaps Bruce seeking out other assistance. Another protegee maybe? Alfred had been concernred Barbara would leave him too, she assured him she wouldn't. That been Batgirl meant the world to her and she understood how serious it was. Bruce needed someone to watch his back. The threats were getting worse. Meta Humans like Clayface, Man Bat , Poison Ivy and Killer Croq were dangerous, they were powerful. As much as all the Meta humans which had a tendency to show up in central city, except that Barry Allen aka the Flash had meta abilities himself. However no one in the Justice League was more driven then Bruce. Even Superman respected him and knew Bruce could go toe to toe with him if he needed to. "So....what was it? Nothing came over the Police Scanners." she told him. loislanekent01Today at 00:00Barbara Jumped when Bruce appeared behind her, she was on edge. Even with her training he still could get the upper hand on her. He lived in the shadows and the darkness. She breathed in as she turned behind him, he was pissed, irritated, she knew him well enough to know that. He said she should have waited, she arched her right eyebrow underneath her mask. "Can we really afford to wait? I mean DA Vorn Dorn is the strongest DA this city has had in a long while. We carnt afford to loose her." She said over the harsh rain which was coming down violently around them. Barbara knew they needed to protect Thorne too. He was a pig, a gangster who had done unspeakable things. but Bruce s rule was that they protect everyone. She smiled in his direction, trying to lighten the grim mood. "Where were you?" She asked him with concern in her voice. Zsaz was their top piroity, they had Alfred on comms but things were much more tense Since Dick left them. Maybe the wound was still too raw but she and Alfred had talked about perhaps Bruce seeking out other assistance. Another protegee maybe? Alfred had been concernred Barbara would leave him too, she assured him she wouldn't. That been Batgirl meant the world to her and she understood how serious it was. Bruce needed someone to watch his back. The threats were getting worse. Meta Humans like Clayface, Man Bat , Poison Ivy and Killer Croq were dangerous, they were powerful. As much as all the Meta humans which had a tendency to show up in central city, except that Barry Allen aka the Flash had meta abilities himself. However no one in the Justice League was more driven then Bruce. Even Superman respected him and knew Bruce could go toe to toe with him if he needed to. "So....what was it? Nothing came over the Police Scanners." she told him. "We won't lose Van Dorn," He stated. The way Batman said this showed an unflinching calmness that Batman nearly always carried. He knew Zsaz would be gunning for Van Dorn, since he was essentially a murderer for hire now. He also knew that while Zsaz liked to believe he was some unpredictable wildcard, there were some hang ups that serial killer found hard to give up. Zsaz had a penchant for knives, and detested guns but for not the same reason as Batman. To Zsaz they were unreliable, but also much less fun. A focus on knives meant he would have to be close to his victim. Janet Van Dorn was also no idiot, she knew that Black Mask would attempt to send his goons after her. She would take her precautions, but Zsaz was meticulous, he would make sure nothing appeared out of place. That Van Dorn would be none the wiser, and then he would strike like a viper waiting for its prey. Van Dorn wouldn't take risks with her drivers and her approach would be careful. Given that this was a rather public situation...not at all when Zsaz would normally attack, he had a good idea what Zsaz would do, and he would be right there. "To answer your question Batgirl, some punks were trying to awaken Solomon Grundy, thankfully I stopped them before he could awaken. Zsaz is probably going to use a diversion. You stay on top of Janet, I'll be going after Zsaz. Also deal with his henchmen." In a terrifying way it was almost like clockwork. A couple of mob goons had opened fired, guns pointed towards the sky. Those who were just entering the Opera House immediately tried to flee in the panic. Van Dorn was being pushed around. Batman though could peg Zsaz out of the crowd easily, he wore a security guard's outfit, but his mannerisms, they way he moved against the crowd and towards Dorn, it was like a shark closing in for the kill. Batman dropped directly on top of him, his facial scars barely covered beneath shoddy makeup. He left the goons to Barbara knowing she was close behind. Grayson was good, but there were many ways Batgirl was better, and in some ways she almost thought like him too, it was partnership he never thought he would have. He pulled Zsaz into the shadows himself. "Just another mob killer now Victor?" He growled. "The pay is better Batman. I should have known you would had sniffed this out." Victor Zsaz growled, trying to squirm out from Batman's grip, his hand reaching for one of the multiple knives he had on his person. Batman knocked it away. "Black Mask wanted you to make an example out of her. Kill her on the steps of the Opera House is that it?" He growled, punching Zsaz in the gut, knocking the wind out of the man. "Batgirl Zsaz has been apprehended, have you secured Van Dorn?"Bruce stated with confidence that they wouldn't loose Van Dorn. She knew the two of them together was indeed a force to be reckoned with and she had every confidence that they could stop him. Vorn Dorn was smart, she represented hope for the city and they couldn't afford to loose her. He answered her question about where he had been earlier. He told her that someone was trying to awaken Solomon Grundy. The undead horror was a force to be reckoned with. He was undead and very dangerous. He then told her that she needed to stay on the DA while he took on Zsaz and his henchmen. "Who s to say he would need henchmen? I read the GCPD reports on his last two attacks. He went in alone. " she paused as she recalled the bloody police report photos she had seen. At the time Black Mask had been giving them the run around and Zsaz took down two female officers. Her farther took it seriously and to heart. Van Dorns black limo pulled outside the Plaza and no sooner was her door open then a attack un folded. Zsaz was using the rain as a diversion. Barbara s eyes narrowed as she looked down at the unfolding scene below them. Two mob goons had opened fired, both wearing Black Masks, leaving no question who they worked for. They fierd up at herself and Batman. Barbara jumped off the gargole and used her grappeling hook to swing down towards the unflaoding events. She pressed her right hand to her cowl. "Alfred are you following this?" She said with a hint of panic in her voice. "Of corse Batgirl. I have you both in my sights." Van Dorn was being pushed around. She jumped down infront of the two goons which were grabbing the DA. Janet looked angry and alittle scared but was relivived once Batgirl was infront of them. Batman had Zsaz who had made his presence known. But Barbara didn't see the fight between the two men ensure as she had to follow the two Black mask goons who had the DA. They shoved her into the abandoned Opera house. It was dark and damp and the District Attorney was tossed onto the staircase with one of the Goons keeping his gun on her while the other fired shots at Batgirl. Barbara took to the shadows as Bruce had taught her, using deception andTheatricsto her advantage. "I can't keep eyes on the Bitch!" He angrily spat as she got up onto a chandelier which was directly over him but further away enough from Van Dorn. "If you cut the wires Miss you can apprehend one of you're foes." Alfred whispered in her ear. She used her Batarang which she pulled out of her utility belt and cut the wire of the chandelier. She cut it as she realised it from her hand and it came crashing down and trapping the goon firing at her. A god almighty crash occured and trapped the goon under it. He wasn't fatally hurt but he was knocked out. Barbara leapt as the Chandelier to the staircase banister. But the other goon had grabbed the DA and had her in a lock with his gun to her head and he was heading away from the lobby. Batman's voice came over her comms and made her jump. He asked if she had eyes on the DA. "Working on it boss." She said as she flipped through the air and back down to the Lobby floor. The goon had taken Van Dorn into the main auditorium of the once proud Opera House. She pursued him, it was even darker in the stalls and she was been shot at emidetaly once she shot through the heavy doors. One shot actually grazed her left shoulder and she fell backwards given the hard hit of it. "Arghhhhh" she called out in pain as it . "Il kill her! Il do it! Il do it!" The goon screamed in panic as Batgirl was winded by his shots. It was a well known fact Black Mask killed his help when they failed him. He was actually scared of his boss more then her ore the Batman. She could see that Van Dorn was trying to wiggle free, she was feisty and a fighter. But the goon whacked her on the head with the back of his gun. "No!" Barbara screamed as she staggered forward into the seating area. The goon was heading towards the abandoned stage. "I need assistance!" She said as she pressed her right hand once more to her earpiece and contacted the Batman. "I can't get to the DA without putting her in direct danger." She said with desperation in her voice, Van Dorn couldn't die here today she couldn't.

['Zsaz']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11635/

.Hack//Override (CutePhoenix)

"Damn party ditched me!" A girl groaned as she kicked the Gott Statue chest open. Vraay's normally cute face was twisted in a growl. She was in a blue uniform resembling a Russian military uniform, and a matching beret. A small yellow ribbon on her neck was the only clothing really providing any contrast."At least I got here... WHAT?!" She growled as the message showed up showing her that her prise was a pair of lowbie blades, one for a Twin Blade, one for a Blade Brandier. And five health potions. "Oh come on!" She rolled her eyes and turned around, just wanting to get out of the temple and take the next warp back to town. Maybe find a competent party. "Having a bad day?" came the sultry voice of the infamous PKer Bordeaux, leaning up against the wall right inside the beast temple, next to the only exit. Of course, Bordeaux was up to her old tricks again. Preying on those weaker than her and PKing for the sheer pleasure of it. As usual, she didn't just PK them out right. Bordeaux preferred to............play with her targets a bit first, before she PKed them. Eyeing her target as she girl stood down the walkway leading to the Beast Statue, Bordeaux licked her lips slightly, the anticipation of the coming kill starting to excite her. And immediately, the rifle was pointed right at Bordeaux. She wasn't a total newb. "Get out of here. Now." Only, she wasn't doing anything that was gonna work on Bordeaux. She was a high level PKer. And Vraay? She was only leveled to her teens. In her mind she weighed the possibilities. "Ah hell..." She growled and pulled the trigger, a shot ringing out instantly. Bordeaux didn't even bother to move. She let the attack hit her dead on. But, only a miniscule 3 damage flashed over her head."Now look what you did. You got me all dusty." said Bordeaux, stepping away from the wall and dusting off what little clothes her character wore."That wasn't very nice. Here I was just trying to make conversation, but for that.........I think you need to be punished you naughty girl." she added in her usual sultry tone, with an evil little laugh at the end. She spat a little. This was a horrid situation. It all was rather hopeless. Numerically, Bordeaux would take hundreds of shots to put down. And all she'd need is one swipe. "Tch..." She cycled through her menu and used what she hoped would work. Yellow energy began to pulse around her. "Suvi Lei!" She cast the Hanged Man scroll at Bordeaux, hoping to paralyze her so she could escape. Better than trying to whittle damage away. Bordeux just smiled as she watched the girls feeble attempt to stop her. Calmly, she materialized her own blade. For a moment, she just stood there with her blade, but as the spell item started to finish, in an instant, she was suddenly behind the steam gunner, meer inches away, her blade up against the side of the girls neck."You really don't want to play nice, do you?" Bordeaux replied, looking the girl up and down from behind. "Let me go, damnit!" She growled. But she was helpless. In no position to make any demands. Damn if she didn't wish she was level 150, so she could pwn her ass into next week."I don't want to play with you at all!" "Well, that's too bad. Whether you like it or not, I'm going to punish you for being such a bad little girl.." Bordeaux replied as she stepped forward, her large breasts pressing against the girls back, her head now next to her ear as she kept the blade on the girls neck, twisting the blade around as she stepped forward so it was against the front of the girls neck now."Such a nice little body you have here........." she then whispered, her one free hand running up the girls left thigh. Vraay tensed up immediately at the feeling of being stroked. This was damn creepy. You couldn't rape people over a game, could you? Regardless, Bordeaux had completely creeped her out. And the woman was in the front now, so Vraay too her steam rifle and shoved the bayonet at Bordeaux's chest. At this point, it was die, or drag this out. She didn't want to be near the woman anymore. Bordeaux smiled and chuckled at the steam gunner pressing the bayonet against her chest. She enjoyed the ones that had such fire in them."Well, now. I see you still have some fight left in you. But tell me, do you think that will help any? You may do more damage to me than that measly attack earlier, but with the difference in levels between us, it won't be much of a change. Besides, I can slice your throat before you can pull the trigger." Bordeaux said. "Tch..." She growled and started the combo of three bayonet attacks. Slash, thrust, and kick off the bayonet. Yeah, it was entirely ineffective. If she hadn't been a high attack power class, she'd have been doing 1's. Out of thousands. And as she kicked, her body lit up yellow again. "Thorn shot!" A scattering of blue shot came from the rifle. Maybe a skill would do something. Bordeaux just smirked as she simply stood there, apparently ready to take the full force of the attack again. When it hit, it kicked up a large cloud of dust in the large corridor. In actuality, Bordeaux had dodged the attack at the last possible second, using the dust that resulted as a cover. Dashing through the the cloud, heading straight for the steam gunner, she attacked full force. But, she didn't aim for the girl herself. Instead, she aimed for her weapon, which sent the girls bayonet flying out of her hands and down the corridor as well as knocking the lower level player flat on her ass. As the dust finally subsided, there was Bordeaux, standing over the steam gunner. For a moment, Bordeaux just looked down at her prey, smiling. Then suddenly, she on her hands and knees above the girl. Stabbing her sword into the stone floor of the corridor only inches away from the girls head, she quickly snagged the girls wrist in each hand and held them to the floor."Any more tricks up those sleeves?" she asked with a grin, having her prey pinned securely to the floor. She found herself pinned to the ground, the disgusting PKer hovering over her. "Damnit, just finish me off!" She squirmed under the stronger woman's grasp, trying to escape. Of course not. Since when was this able to happen in the game? "You goddamn asshole!" She spat in Bordeaux's face. Bordeaux winced lightly as the girl spit in her face, but soon enough, her evil, confident smile soon returned, shaking the saliva off her face."Such foul language.........But no matter, before long, those curses of yours will be replaced by sweet moans of pleasure." Bordeaux whispered, lowering her head to kiss and nip all around the girls neck. "Wait... What?" Vraay looked completely puzzled. Then lips met with her neck, and she screamed. "Y you're not fucking serious? Are you! NO! Nononononononononooooo!" Her body kicked to life more, bucking and twisting, trying anything to get out of the grasp. But numbers dictated a big fat NO to her. Since when was there sex in the game? Bordeaux ignored her useless struggling, just taking her time kissing and nipping at the girls silky smoothe skin, working her way all around her neck and shoulders, her large breasts pressing down against the girls own, blocked from full contact by their respective outfits. She drew in a sharp breath, her back arched. This wasn't right. She was feeling this. Why? There were no sensors strapped to her body. Yet she was feeling every little nip on her neck physically. "No goddamn it! STOP!" She yelled. She wondered it Bordeaux was able to feel her body writhing underneath her. The thought was sickening. "Now why would I do that when we haven't gotten to the fun part yet?" Bordeaux asked, smirking as she shifted around her hands, now holding both of the girls wrists with one hand, which was still firmly pinned, thanks to the LVL difference. Ever so lightly brushing their lips against one another, Bordeauxs free hand started to travel down the front of the steam gunners unique little outfit, undoing each button she come across, working her way lower and lower. She was so flustered she didn't even know what to do. "No! NO! BAD!" Yes, she'd resorted to talking to her like a dog. If she had a newspaper, she'd more than gladly smack Bordeaux with it. She turned her head away from the lips that tried to kiss her. Then she felt the buttons unsnapping. "NO! Stop that, you bitch!""Get off!" "Complain all you want, it won't do you any good. I won't stop till I'm fully satisfied." Bordeaux replied, grinning as she she undid the last of the buttons of the shirt of the little uniform and pushed each side off of her body. CC Corp sure did have attention to detail. Even though The World was not a sex game, characters were still anatomically correct and wore undergarments."A body this nice, you should show off more....." she added with a chuckle, her fingers crawling up the girls stomach like a spider, stopping at her bra. "Oh god... Why won't the connection abort?" She growled, her hands in real life at her visor. Clicking the wi fi button on and off repeatedly, the connection not aborting.She was being forced to witness her own rape. No... The camera had focused entirely on her own viewpoint. FPS mode wasn't supposed to be active. "Goddamnit! What the hell is wrong?" "Perhaps the system is reacting to a secret desire hidden in your subconscious. Perhaps you're not as unwilling as you think." Bordeaux replied, lightly kissing the underside of the girls chin, then working her way down her neck, stopping above where her fingers clasped the girls bra. With one clean snap, the undergarment sprang open, her breasts now, for the most part, bare. Her body arched and rose with each kiss on her body, her modest breasts firm and taut with her arms stretched up above her head. The nipples had certainly reacted favorably to Bordeaux. "NO! I don't want this at all!" Her virtual body was lying. And her real body... Was also feeling exactly the same somehow. "We'll see my dear, we'll see........." Bordeaux whispered, lowering her head again and nudging the bra cups away from her breasts with her head. She wasted little time taking one nipple into her mouth, gently sucking it and toying with it, using her tongue, while her hand groped and played with the other breast. She watched the woman go down lower, her lips locking over a nipple. "AHHH!" She squirmed, still held tight. Then there was the other hand. Completely disgusting. Sick and wrong. Vraay squirmed under the touch. What was the smooth feeling on her? Wet... Warm... Shifting and electric at teh same time. Her eyes closed and she grit her teeth. This wasn't right. Bordeaux continued to skillfully use her tongue to pleasure one breast, while her hand ceased what it was doing. But now, it started to snake it's way down her flat stomach, stopping at the waist band of her pants. Instead of undoing them like the shirt, she just slid her hand in and quickly went to gently rubbing the girls pussy, but on the outside of her panties, leaving the thin fabric her only protection. Though, soon enough, Bordeaux would go for the good stuff. Vraay found her words cut off, by gasps and strangled groans, trying to not show any signs of enjoyment. She told herself this was wrong, disgusting, sick, horrible, evil. Yet something in her head said that it was hot, sexy, sensual, kinky, the greatest thing that ever happened. Her legs got spread only wide enough for Bordeaux's hand to fit between her legs, as she tried to clamp closed. The difference in power was so great that her legs couldn't even hold of a gentle advance. Bordeaux was greatly entertained by Vraay's attempt at defiance. She could tell the girl was in conflict, trying to not enjoy what Bordeaux was doing to her. So, Bordeaux decided to push a little harder, seeing if she couldn't get her over that edge, to succumb entirely to the pleasure. So, withdrawing her hand only a bit, she then slid them into her panties, rubbing her pussy again, before slowly sliding in two fingers. Meanwhile, her lips had ceased their assault of her nipple and were kissing their way up her chest and kneck, stopping in a light kiss on her lips. She still had enough sense in her head to turn away from the kiss with a growl. She clenched her eyes shut and endured the sexual assault, turning every sound that would have come out of her mouth into a grunt or hiss of defiance. She couldn't give in to a rapist like that. Her hips squirmed and wriggled under the finger's assault, and unfortunately she couldn't turn off the building juices. She'd have to kill her body later for not knowing the difference between pleasure and rape. "Mmmm, you're even more resistant than I thought. But no matter, everyone has their breaking point." Bordeaux whispered, smirking as she increased the pace that her fingers were working in and out of her, while she watched the girls face and body for further signs of her enjoyment. Vraay was more than resistant. At least in her mind. As her body rocked and arched with the intense feelings and harsh penetration, she bit the edge of her coat, muffling a moan that she turned into an angry scream. Bordeaux will pay for what she was doing to her right now. She'd pay so harshly. "It's entertaining, really......" Bordeaux said with a light chuckle at Vraays still adamant refusal to let herself lose control. Still, her fingers worked her even better now. Obviously, Bordeaux possessed.............skill in this area. Likely not her first time doing such a low down dirty act. She wouldn't give Bordeaux the pleasure of seeing her break down. Her body writhed and bucked, pressure building up inside her. Grinding her teeth into the jacket harder and harder with time, she shuddered and clenched up some. Her eyes clenched up enough that a tear streamed from her eye. She let out a loud groan, muffled and distorted by the jacket's presence. A warm cream flooded over Bordeaux's hand as Vraay started breathing heavily. Bordeaux simply smiled at the girls unwanted climax. While she was dissapointed that the girl stayed resistant the whole way through, she was still satisfied with bringing the girl to orgasm."Now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she asked with a grin and laugh, bringing her and up and looking off the girls love juice. She let go of her jacket, still growling. "Bitch!" Was the only word out of her mouth. Appreciative, wasn't she?When she watched the woman lick away the juices on her fingers, she couldn't help but clench and unclench her fists, wanting to beat the hell out of the woman so badly now. Savoring the taste, Bordeaux looked up and down the womans body."What to do, what to do?" Bordeaux asked herself pretty much, trailing her finger tips lightly up and down the girls mid section as she tried to decide what to do next to her body. Of course, she had some ideas already, but that'd involve releasing her wrists, which would only complicate matters and be hard to accomplish. Those would have to wait until she got the girl fully under control. Her body rose slightly with the touch. Dirty, naughty, bitch. But she slumped down. She'd have to ride out all of Bordeaux's touches and sick twisted games. It'd be hard to deal with. But the wi fi was off yet it STILL was working. She'd have to complain to the maker. If Bordeaux ever let her go, she could make a break for it. She hadn't been put any paralysis spells. She was only a blade user. "Hmmm, perhaps I should just PK you and have fun elsewhere. But, seeing how you reacted to what I did, I wonder how your real body would react to being killed." Bordeaux said in little more than a whisper as she lightly ran her index finger of the edge of her blade, drawing just a droplet of blood. She gasped at the cut, of course nothing happening in real life. She didn't have to feel the pain for whatever reason. Even as she'd been knocked around by Bordeaux. Only the rape went though. She was too hesitant to call it pleasure. There was a light ringing in her ears for a small moment though. "Ah, does the poor baby have a low threshhold to pain?" Bordeaux asked with a chuckle, seeing her gasp at the small cut. Oh, what fun there was to be had with low level newbies. She tossed her head to the side, looking away. "Shut up you bitch." She wanted this whole thing to be over. Why wouldn't it end? "What the fuck do you want from me? Huh?" "Oh, I'm sure you know that. I just want to have fun is all. But sadly, I can only have so much fun with one free hand." Bordeaux replied, raising her head and wiggling her fingers. Of course, Bordeaux didn't feel the slightest bit of remorse for her actions. While she wasn't nearly as.......unpleasant in the real world, The World was an outlet for her to channel her darker urges. Vraay kept her eyes off the woman. "Just... Get it over with..." She sighed and relaxed her body. It'd end eventually either way. She wasn't giving in, she just wanted this over as soon as possible. "I won't try and escape... Can't exactly get out of here without you catching up without issue..." "Good point. But this time, I'll let you do something yourself. So, how bout you slide off those pants? If you say no, trust me..........things can get so much worse for you." Bordeaux replied, grinning as she licked the drop of blood off her finger. She sighed and pulled down her pants so they were around her knees. She could feel her butt on the cold stone floor. Her panties were soaked through. They had been pure white. Now they were a bit see through because of the wetness that Bordeaux had caused. "I see your body has been saying one thing, while your lips say another." Bordeaux said with a laugh, releasing her wrists, but lightly resting a hand on her sword, just to let the girl know what would happen if she tried to up and run. She growled and moved her head to the side some, staying on the ground. It'd be over soon, she kept telling herself. She'd just have to plan out her revenge while she was being raped again. Bordeaux laughed lightly to herself before sliding down the girls body. Stopped at her legs, she pried them apart and spread them wide, bending over and lowering head between them. Glancing up at her face one last time, Bordeauxs tongue just dived in. Slithering and swirling around her wet pussy. Her body arched up as she felt herself delved into. No foreplay, just down and in. And the tongue was doing unnatural thing inside her. Not that she'd ever felt a tongue in her before. She bit the bullet so to speak and just groaned as she bit onto the jacket again, enduring this new round of rape. None Bordeaux didn't react to the girls own reaction. Instead, she was concentrating on satisfying her urges as she skillfully ate the girl out. Once more, due to how she well she was doing it, she was no stranger to such an act. Though, there was no telling what lead to this skill. Her legs clamped around the woman's head, holding he close as she yelped and grit her teeth. She was trying everything she could to hold off the feeling that was shooting straight up into her head. She was getting dizzy and light headed. Vraay was sweating, grasping for air, her body quivering with each little motion. Whether her legs clamping down were meant to keep Bordeaux in place or try and stop her, Bordeaux didn't know or care. She didn't skip a beat, her tail working the steam gunner at an amazing pace. She couldn't hold off and clamped down with not only her legs, but her insides as well. A little less restrained by her panties, her climax squirted and gushed into Bordeaux's face. She let out a muffled moan, choking it off halfway as she realized that this was still rape. Bordeaux managed to catch the little slip, a big smile on her face as she lapped the girls second orgasm and raised her head up."Still resisting, I see. But no worries, you're starting to wear down." said Bordeaux, licking her lips. Vraay looked away, pissed at Bordeaux's comment. She folded her arms in front of her, covering her breasts and showing her disdain. "You done here?" "Hmmm, not sure yet." Bordeaux replied, index finger on her chin as she seemed to be thinking about what she could possibly do next. Then, a smile spread across face. While doing so, she sat back on the stone floor and literally dragged the girl by her legs towards. Interlocking the legs in a a scissor like fashion, their pussies were right up against one another, Bordeauxs still covered by her skimpy outfit. Then, she suddenly started to lightly grind her crotch against Vraays own. Vraay rose an eyebrow and laughed when it first started happening. "What the hell are you doing? Running out of ideas... yeesh..." Her mocking laughter didn't let her notice that it was slowly getting better feeling down there, not realizing just how intense of a rub it was becoming. "You're a terrible liar........" Bordeaux calmly replied, her grinding getting harder and faster with each moment. Even if she was telling the truth, Bordeaux didn't care in the slightest, just as long as Bordeaux could get her peverted kicks. "Whatever..." She practically spat at Bordeaux again. As she turned her head away and shook her head, she suddenly took in a deep breath, her face twisting a little into an 'oh shit' sort of look. Her teeth clamped down and she gripped the ground, trying to pull away a little, but locked in place by Bordeaux's long, powerful legs. "As I said, terrble liar...." Bordeaux replied with a grin, holding Vraays legs tight as she continued grinding against her pussy. She just loved how this girl kept trying to be miss defiant, but would always have to struggle to keep herself from losing out to her bodies pleasure. "Not a liar... I hate this... You're just... Hacking the game or something..." She groaned and struggled to keep the sounds at bay. Her hips were rubbing more intensely on their own accord though, grinding her wetness against Bordeaux's still clothed crotch. "Sorry to say, that's not the case. I'm not skilled in that area." Bordeaux replied, telling the truth and certainly pleasantly surprised at the little........glitch that coincided with her fun. Finding Vraays hips taking on a mind of their own, just spurred Bordeaux on, the pace increasing once more. She grit her teeth and bit her own finger. She yelled against it, disguising the sounds trying to emerge from the less rape conscious parts of her brain. She was watering up again, smearing it on Bordeaux's clothes. Her legs clamped hard, only making her press harder into the rubbing. "D d damnit!" "You're starting to lose control......" Bordeaux cooed, obviously finding much enjoyment in the girls conflicted state, her hips still working the girl like a pro. Even thought Bordeaux had had zero climaxes to the girls two, she still VERY much enjoyed this dirty act of hers. As she was taunted, she clamped down hard on her finger, whimpering as the score became zero to three. She fell down panting and sweating as much as ever, stripped of her clothes, virginity, and now her dignity as she just caught her breath, hips twitching a little as she whimpered on the ground."nngh... ahhnnnn..." "Just let yourself go and give in and things will be so much better for you." Bordeaux whispered, easing up on the grinding and basically just holding themselves there in the position she had cummed in. She kept her mouth shut. She didn't want to say anything to her. She didn't want to exist. Vraay wanted to delete her character and just be gone. But there she was on the floor, sweaty and wet all over her thighs. And so was she in real life, just in pajama pants and a tee shirt, having felt every sensation somehow. Bordeaux just smiled as she looked at the appealing sight, eventually releasing Vraays leg and letting her lie on the floor. Crawling over top of her once again, she stood on her knees above her waist, looking down at her."Try to deny it all you want, you liked what I did. Soon enough, you'll be wanting more. When that happens........come find me." she said with a wink and a smile before suddenly grabbing her sword and slasing it across the ground horizontally, PKing the character in an instant."Today was such a good day...." Bordeaux mused to herself, standing up and head out of the temple with a satisfied smile. X Vraay had been looking up mods since her recent PKing. Illegal mods. Specifically the one that got her raped. She had found a pack of legal sexual mods, but they required both partners to have the pack. She didn't have them so it couldn't have been them. And as she kept going, she found an expansion for the pack on the illegal market. Simple labeled 'rape.mxt' It described that it would force an immediate download of the mods to the target's system, allowing them to be completely raped. But there was no explanation for the actual feelings she felt.In game, she was leveling like mad, and improving her skills. By the end of the week, she was level 78 and ranked 23 in the individual arena CCCorp had put in at player request. And she was in contact with a group of hackers, trying to figure out what had happened."It might have been 'pinkpluto'... It's a virus that makes the headset hypnotize the wearer and start feeling the effects of what was being done to them. There's also 'redpluto' but that one allows you to feel pain. Sorry your friend went through that."She had planned out her revenge. She just needed to know where the hell Bordeaux was. While she was looking Bordeaux, the stronger player had already found her. After the incident, she had actually kept an eye on the girl, wanting to see what would result from it. She never interfered with the girls training and what not, wanting an actual challenge when she inevitable challenged her again. Still, Bordeaux was at a higher level than she was. But, at least now, Vraay would at least be able to offer up some resistance this time. Knowing the girl was looking for her now, for revenge, Bordeaux made herself easy to find, just waiting for her to come. Vraay came into the field where Bordeaux was waiting. It was a forest map. She immediately used a fairy orb to locate the Gott Statue. Bordeaux would be there first of course. She wanted the delicious irony of bringing her to justice first. A serious look covered her face as she advanced, entering the Gott Statue area, and spotting Bordeaux. She hid herself, wanting to wait for the right opportunity to strike. Despite her personality, Bordeaux wasn't some thick headed moron that rush into things. She was calm and cold. Damn near impossible to sneak up on. While she didn't know with absolute certainty that Vraay was around, she had somewhat of a...........feeling that she was. Still, she left her back wide open. Half to lull her into a false sense of security, and half cause she was just plain curious what the girl had in mind for revenge. If she decided to pull some eye for an eye things, she may just have to place miss caught off guard for a few minutes, then take control of things again. Vraay lined up the shot. She had a new, very powerful rifle. It had a fantastic piece of modification. A stun leaf. One hit would make her disabled, paralyzed. With her long range, paralysis and sleep were both the best statuses to use. They kept the enemy stuck in once place while she could do one shot at a time.The crosshairs lined up on Bordeaux's right as she pulled the trigger. Like last time, Bordeaux managed to dodge. Though this time, it wasn't perfect. The shot came too quick and she couldn't move fast enough, the blast grazing the right side of her body. Cursing herself, she spun to face Vraay. Even though the shot didn't hit her head on, it's stunning effects would work to a degree none the less. Her right arm and leg was already starting to tingle, numbness no doubt coming soon. She set up for a second shot, the crosshair leading to Bordeaux slowly. Too slowly for her taste. But the game decided people had the right to dodge bullets. Sad that. Otherwise Bordeaux would be K.Eaux.'d already. Horrible pun. She sighed as she thought of it. Getting it out of her head, she waited for the shot to line up. Bordaux just smiled as she stood there. Since their last encounter, Bordeuax had learned some new attacks as well. Quickly wheeling through her magic menu, she chose the spell light arrows and immediately started casting it. She knew Vraay would come prepared, she took the time to barter for a few books that taught her some handy new spells. Vraay rushed out from her hiding spot and leapt into a roll as the light magic attack exploded where she'd been. She hadn't expected magic. But now she knew. Even if she got hit by magic sometime, it'd be weak. Bordeaux's magic attack stat was most likely abysmal considering her class. She got her shot and pulled the trigger again. "Well, aint that a bitch......" muttered Bordeaux as the casting time left her unable to to dodge the shot in time, so it hit her head on and knocked her flat on her ass. It didn't PK her, but it took of........some of her health. More importantly.......she was paralyzed."Well.......you win honey....." said Bordeaux, barely able to move as she just tossed her sword to the side, at the mercy of Vraay. Though, things weren't as they seemed. She figrued Vraay might trying something like this to compensate for the level different, so Bordeaux had the appropriate healing items ready. Now, she was just waiting for the right chance to use them. Vraay, the visage of grim revenge, stepped slowly up to her downed foe, taking another shot, for good measure. She still had a good bit of health left. Enough for a few more hits. Or one Plectra Bullet. Still, that wouldn't hatter for long. She pushed Bordeaux up against a vine covered tree and tied the woman's arms and legs, spread open. Paralysis was only temporary. She was prepared for that."You look good... Vulnerable like that..." She picked up the sword, looking at it with a tilted head before tossing it across the 'room.' "Great minds think alike." Bordeaux replied with a grin. The thirst for revenge had obviously taken her over. Bordeaux was actually glad to know that causing her suffering would bring enjoyment to Vraay."So then, what will you do for vengeance? Obviously, a simple PK would be too easy." she added, calm about the whole thing. Even bound, she could use the item and easily break out. But, she wanted to see how things went first. "I was thinking you could beg. Beg for me to let you go. To just kill you and get it over with..." She trailed the bayonet under Bordeaux's chin, and flicked it over a little. One HP. One of her eyes flashed red as the virus activated, downloading into Bordeaux's headset. She'd feel it. "How are you feeling now, Bordeaux?" "Quite nice actually." Bordeaux replied, a smiling spreading across her face followed by a loud, very pleasured moan."Oh my, what is poor little Vraay going to do to me?" Bordeaux asked, using a fake little innocent girl tone. She knew what had been downloaded into her. It wasn't the first time she had experienced it. Though, those were fully willing times. She growled as she realized Bordeaux would like the pain. Not good. Not desired at all.So instead, Vraay yawned and just sat down. She triggered her AFK tag. Her body went completely still. Bordeaux wanted something. And Vraay knew that. So instead, she gave the woman nothing. She'd just wait. Wait for Bordeaux to beg. "Oh, so we'll play the waiting game now." said Bordeaux smiling."I know what you downloaded into my headset. I must admit, you're progressing quicker than I thought. Here I was thinking I'd need to seduce you. Yet, you tie me up and download a pleasure program into my headset. There's really only one thing that means. Besides, we both know that what you felt yesterday had nothing to do with any virus or program. That sexy little anomaly was caused by your own little secret desires." she said, grinning the whole while. "I didn't download a pleasure virus. It's Redpluto. Makes you feel everything." She spoke, deciding to get back up. "I found Pinkpluto and rape.mxt in my system after your attack. They're easy programs. Made to work with each other, and the adult mod package. It had nothing to do with any desire on my part. Now all I have is the desire for is to make you suffer." "If you say so, kiddo." Bordeaux replied, shrugging her shoulders what little she good tied up."Though, I seriously doubt you can do anything to me that I'll consider...........unwanted." Bordeaux cooed, smirking at the young lady. She turned away and sighed. Bordeaux was having too much fun no matter what. So she went back to the idea of leaving her alone by leaving this time. Instead, she picked up her steam rifle and aimed if for her head. "Goodbye..." None None When Vraay turned around, that's when Bordeaux made her move. As quick as she could, she used a healing item, removing her paralysis. When she turned back around and aimed her gun, Bordeaux suddenly sprang forward, the vines ripping away from her wrists and legs as she dashed forward, grabbing the barrel of the rifle and pointing it to the side."Now, now, you've been a naughty girl, tying me up like that. I'm sorry, but you must be punished." said Bordeaux, grinning. Vraay growled as she saw that the woman had managed to break free. Stupid environment. She found her rifle off sideways in her grip, and she tried to pull it down, to cut Bordeaux with the bayonet. If she could just get paralysis to set in again... But was she still too strong? "OOO, still as feisty as ever." said Bordeaux, shift to the side abit to just barely avoid the bayonets edge, the weapon slicing the ground and raising sparks."Tell me, were you able to remove those oh so fun programs?" asked Bordeaux, quickly reaching out with her free hand to grasp Vraays neck, squeezing it tightly. She felt the hand at her neck and she growled. Her weapon dropped on the ground as she clutched at the hand. She didn't give any indication to the removal of the programs, but she'd at least told Bordeaux that she was using a tactile hypnosis virus. "Ah well, keep silent if you want. Before long, you'll be moaning even more than last time." Bordeaux said with a smile, suddenly releasing Vraays neck. Though, her hand moved again. This time though, she placed a swift and rather hard punch to Vraays stomach. She bent over, coughing as she got punched. Redpluto was active on her too. It was a double edged virus. Most were. She took to a knee and wheezed harshly, glaring up at Bordeaux. "Now, am I gonna have to do all the work again, or will you be nice enough to remove your own clothes? Trust me, I can make things much more unpleasant than a simple punch in the guy." said Bordeaux, crossing her arms with a smirk as she looked down Vraay, ready for a repeat performance of last time. Though, this time around, Bordeaux would get to feel everything as well, which would actually make it all the much better. Vraay rose up and swung an uppercut at Bordeaux's chin, absolutely furious. Regardless of a hit or if the woman dodged, she'd roll off to the side and snap up her bayonet. Bordeaux hopped to the side to avoid the uppercut. Seeing Vraay going for her weapon, she then dashed towards, stamping her foot on Vraays wrist just as her hand reached the weapon. With a sigh, Bordeaux kicked the large weapon away with her other foot, keeping her high heeled boot pressing roughly into the girls wrist. It was a straight fight now. Vraay knew she was screwed. The level difference was still massive. "What level ARE you?" She growled, trying to relax her hand to numb the sensation. It hurt, thanks to the damn virus. She could even feel the grass on her knee. If it were any other circumstance, she'd actually be complimenting the power of the virus. "Oh, about 135. Though, I must admit, even though you're still much lower than me, you showed impressive skill in managing to paralyze me, even though it didn't help in the long run." Bordeaux replied, suddenly taking her foot off the girls wrist. With how far the weapon was, there was basically no chance Vraay could get to it before Bordeaux."You're quite impressive." she said, actually offering her hand out to help the girl up. Though, didn't seriously thing she'd accept the hand. The level difference was still massive. Bordeaux was nearly twice her level. And it sucked. Hardcore. Even weapon tricks didn't do squat. She took the hand to help her up, only out of instinct. Foolish, more than likely. Bordeaux smiled as she helped Vraay to her feet."You know, you could be quite deadly with the right training. Hell, maybe one day, you could even give me a run for my money. I will admit though, that looks wise, you're something special." she said, releasing the girls hand when she was on her feet, followed by a swift smack to her backside. She yelped and leapt up when her backside was smacked. She growled and tackled Bordeaux to the ground, straddling her stomach. She had her hands at the woman's top, curled up in the shoulder bits of that tiny vest. "Why do you keep doing stuff like that?" "Simple, I enjoy it." Bordeaux replied, not bothering to try and get out of the girls grasp. In fact, she quite enjoyed how aggresive the girl was being, even though there was nothing sexual behind it.........yet. "Get a girlfriend!" She growled and got up off the woman. "You don't need to rape everything with breasts, damnit!" She looked pretty peeved, but her words hadn't come out quite the way she wanted them. These ones were a little... Suggestive. And not in the way she'd intended. "Is that how you really feel? Even though, simply by looking in your eyes, I can see that little spark of curiosity and excitement you get whenever the things I did to you enter your mind. Can you honestly tell me you've never once thought of doing the things I've done? When you had be tied up, I saw the excitement in your eyes. To have power over someone else. It excites you and you've made it obvious, that is also turns you on. Or is someone having power over you more to your liking?" replied Bordeaux, pushing herself up into a sitting position."If you do actually wish to not experience what I can do, then I suggest you log out. But, if you're ready to stop forcing what you really want down, then stay and I'll show you things that will add an entirely new level of excitement to your life." she added. "Bullshit!" She cried out. Vraay sat down next to Bordeaux. "How could you possibly see anything in my eyes, huh? This is a virtual environment! A game!" She put her hands in her hair, gripped tight, and almost pulled. A game that had full tactile sensation now, but a game none the less. The funny thing was, she'd either ignored the warning, or she'd made her decision. It was just up to Bordeaux to deal with the confused girl. "It's all perception, sweet heart. No one definition of this world is universally correct. You may see this place as nothing more than a way to kill time on a weekend. Others, see this as a different world. Seperated, yet equally as real as the real world. Whose to say either definition is wrong. Though, you'd be surprised what kind of things can happen here with just an open mind." Bordeaux replied, laughing lightly. The laugh was cause she couldn't believe her sexy little steam gunner had gotten her starts on some philosophical discussion over just what The World was. She turned her body away, arms around her knees as she listened. "I... Don't think you really feel that way... You just see this game as a way to get your little kicks... That's why you PK... Why you raped me... Nothing more than just self indulgence for you, isn't it?" She was right. But then again, it was a game. If it wasn't self indulgent, that would mean it was boring and offered the player little enjoyment. What good would a game be if the player wasn't enjoying themselves. They certainly wouldn't play any more. "Then tell me, what would you define a game as? It's what games are for. To indulge yourself and sometimes, to escape from reality and experience things you can't in the real world. That's the very definition of a game. If creators of this game had made it where you're forced to play the way they want you to play in every little way and you had absolutely no control over what you did, would you even be here in The World?" Bordeaux asked, glancing over at Vraay before falling back in the grass, laying flat and looking up at the sky."The World.........this is my escape from a reality I don't have much love for......." she said, sighing. Vraay sighed and laid down next to Bordeaux, then rolled over so she was on top. Her head was right on the woman's collarbones. "Why'd you rape me? Why'd you ruin my fun by doing something to me that I didn't want? I should be allowed my self indulgence too." Bordeaux was quite surprised by the sudden little act, but didn't mind in the least."Well, at that point in your life, would you have actually said yes if I came up to you and asked you to have sex with me in this game? Some aspects of peoples personality need a little kick start before they come to the surface." Bordeaux replied, glancing down at her."Well then, what self indulgence would you like to do then? I do owe ya, I suppose. For not only that, but for also getting be all tied up earlier. You certainly showed me that time. I like to reward those I respect." she added. "Bullshit..." She grinned softly and laid her head back down on Bordeaux's chest. A little lower this time. She found herself cuddling into the woman lightly. It was weird, but Bordeaux was just so interesting she had to stick around. She'd even allow another raping if it came down to it. Perhaps it wouldn't be considered rape, but she was curious."Just as long as you don't rape me again..." "Well, no promises, but I'll try." Bordeaux replied, laughing lightly."It's hard to resist doing naughty things to such an amazing little body." she added, one arm wrappign around Vraay, the other, resting behind Bordeauxs head. She squirmed against Bordeaux lightly. This had gotten kind of weird. It was like Bordeaux had manipulated her from the very start, like the PK knew her so well Bordeaux could tell that she would end up exactly like this."Suvi Lei..." She whispered, smirking as her body glowed and cast the paralysis spell. A little sinister smirk on her face. Bordeaux was quite shocked at the sudden casting of the spell and the paralysis that followed. Though, when she realized the point of it, she grinned."You're a sneaky devil, you know that?" she said with a weak chuckle, barely able to speak. "I came here to get my revenge... And I'm going to get it." She smirked and rolled Bordeaux onto her stomach. From behind, she laid on her dark skinned victim and licked at her ear, while her hands trailed over her back. She kissed that ear tenderly, before nipping it and pulling a tiny bit with a small chuckle. "Mmmm........understood...........I am at your mercy....." Bordeaux replied, smiling as she was rolled over, letting a soft moan escape her lips as Vraay started toying with her ear. She knew nothing of Vraays.........skill in sex, so she was interested in if the girl would be able to satisfy her. Truth be told, she'd had pretty much nothing when it came to sex skills. Bordeaux was a first when it came to touching those tender areas. She hadn't come completely unprepared though. She'd learned a few things from books and some anonymous talks. Like how her hands could slip up under that tight little top Bordeaux had, to gently rub against those fine globes of flesh. She could physically feel them in her hands as she controlled her character. It felt nice. Bordeaux gasped, followed by a louder moan as Vraays hands slipped up under her top and started to caress her decent sized breasts. It seemed that being unable to move at all not only made the act more.........naughty, but also seemed to add an extra little pleasure as writhing around seemed to ease things up a bit. But, being forced to lay still made sure she felt the full effect of the touching. She compared her own feelings of being raped to this "raping". Vraay did feel like she wasn't enjoying it as much. Maybe the helplessness had indeed turned her on. But she was determined, and pinched Bordeaux's nipples, rolling them lightly, a smirk on her face. It was still fun and enjoyable. Just not quite up there with being bound. Bordeauxs moans only got louder. Even as the twisting of her nipples caused pain, which really only turned Bordeaux on more. She wasn't some sick masochist, but she did like it rough. Vraay giggled a little at the moans. They actually were making her happy. So she pushed that tiny top up over those breasts, and then yanked down those bottoms too, just around the knees. So once she got free of paralysis, Bordeaux would have to deal with being a little tangled in her own shorts. A little embarrassing trip would be funny mid return rape. She spanked Bordeaux once too, then rubbed her hand over the spot she spanked. "Bad girl... You've been a very bad girl, Bordeaux." Bordeaux couldn't even look back as her clothes were semi removed. She had no idea she was going to get spanked till it opened, which got a surprised, yet enjoyable gasp out of her."And how do you punish badgirls?" she asked, still unable to move at all. "Well if you were any indication... We make them scream..." She slipped a finger between those cheeks, the further down. Past the rear and against those nether lips, sliding between them only the tiniest bit as she teased Bordeaux. "Would you agree, naughty girl?" "Yes, that is how you punish a naughty girl......" Bordeaux replied, gasping softly as Vraay teased her nether regions. So far, Vraay was doing quite well at "tormenting" her. Must be a quick learner, thought the paralyzed Bordeaux. The single finger slipped deep inside, feeling the wet walls. They were tight and so easy to feel around in. In real life, she licked her finger, sad that it didn't taste of her. She was definitely curious. But the finger in the world began to work around, as she wrote her character name along those inner walls, as something of a way to claim the woman as hers. Just to be cheeky. It wasn't like Bordeaux was that sensitive. "Nice touch...." Bordeaux said, laughing lightly between moans as she felt the little branding job of hers. Of course, not like it was official. Besides, Bordeaux wasn't the kind of girl to really obey anyone or consider herself someone elses property. Likely, when she had the opporutunity, she'd do the same, or something similar to Vraay to mark Vraay as hers as well. "You'll obey it..." She smirked a little. Vraay did kind of hope that she would follow it enough that Bordeaux would be hers in a relationship sense. It'd hurt is she was just ditched by the woman after getting her revenge. But she began to pump the finger in and out, stirring Bordeaux's insides. "And you'll love every touch I give you." "That an order?" Bordeaux asked, managing to turn her head just slightly to the side, enough to see Vraay out the corner of her eye. As her fingers started working her harder, her moans just got louder and louder, and more frequent as well. "You seem to be obeying it well enough..." She smirked. But she knew it wouldn't be enough, so she slipped in another finger, curling her fingers around inside as she pumped, trying to get them to move around and cover as much inner wall as possible with each stroke. Bordeaux started to respond, but all that came out was a very loud moan. Meanwhile, in the real world, her hand was buried under her skirt and panties, furiously pleasuring herself, having to deal with the immense pleasure of feeling the same act at double intensity. Some of the moans weren't coming out when they should have been. "Oh my... You're fingering yourself too, aren't you? Naughty girl..." She upped the power by shoving in a third finger and using hard, powerful strokes. She was tempted to touch herself too. But this was all about Bordeaux getting what she deserved. "Oh god!" Bordeaux finally managed to call out. Screaming out in both the game and real life, her orgasm hit her like a bus, rippling through her entire body and spilling out onto Vraays fingers. She withdrew her fingers and felt the sticky mass. It spread between her fingers kind of like good. "You... Really enjoyed that all... Didn't you?" She sniffed the orgasmic fluids before licking them. To her surprise, she could experience both through the virus. "It tastes... Warm... Kind of weird..." "It's an acquired taste...." Bordeaux replied, breathing heavily and covered in sweat."You'll get use to it eventually." she added, using what strength she had to force herself to roll onto her back. The paralysis hadn't worn off fully, but it's effects were finally starting to fade, slowly. "Time to acquire..." She shrugged and lifted Bordeaux's hips clear up to her own shoulders, putting on of her legs over each of her shoulders. Vraay's tongue darted in immediately, not at all sure how to lick carpet. But she was doing it, suckling and tasting Bordeaux rather feverishly. In the real world, she giggled softly, finding herself with her tongue sticking out, imitating the movements. Bordeaux loved the feeling, but god did she want to rest. But in all honesty, having Vraay take control and force Bordeaux to do what she wished was a turn on. Laying limp, Bordeaux just leaned her head back and moaned softly. By the time this was done, she'd likely have lost her voice and need to rest for a full week. "Don't tell me you're tired after the first... You made me cum three times..." She smirked and found her tongue slipping around her clit. If she made the girl pass out from pleasure, she was definitely going to have to say this was a huge victory over Bordeaux. She'd even brag. "You're gonna lose like this..." "Like hell I will......." Bordeaux replied, regaining some movement in her legs as she clamped her thighs around Vraays head, effectively holding her in place somewhat, moaning, groaning and bucking her hips all the while. That was good. As great as it'd be to be able to say she made a girl pass out through pleasure, she wanted Bordeaux to "feel remorse" through this all. She suckled harder and threw her tongue deeper inside the woman, letting out little "mmm"s and whimpers of pleasure. Regaining more and more movement in her body, Bordeaux started to writhe in pleasure. Vraay was giving her absolute ecstasy. She was quite glad that Vraay wanted her revenge. If this is what her revenge would always be..........Bordeaux may just have to piss her off more often. Revenge was sweet. Well, sort of. It tasted fantastic after the first time. She pushed a finger over Bodeaux's clit, rubbing it intensely as she dug her tongue in deep, withdrawing and shoving it right back in as fast as she could manage. It tasted so delicious, she couldn't help but lick her lips in real life. Bordeaux bit her bottom lip hard, nearly drawing blood as she tried to keep the........floodgates closed. But, it was futile as she cried out once more, another powerful orgasm rippling through her body, her legs wrapped snuggling around Vraays head and shoulders. Feeling the cum gush into her face surprised her a little. Splashing her face and making her keep her right eye closed. She panted hard, catching her own breath and setting Bordeaux on the ground. Her tongue wiped a corner of her own face, getting some of those juices off. "W Wow..." "Self indulgence at it's finest........" said Bordeaux, looking up at Vraay. She was honestly surprised she hadn't passed out by now. She even wondered how Vraay was able to take three orgasms right after one another and barely show any signs of exhaustion. "...Maybe I should try for the hat trick..." She grinned, spreading Bordeaux's legs teasingly. But she flopped over, laying next to Bordeaux. She was a bit tired. "God... i had more endurance last time... Maybe it was because I was so focused on resisting you that I forgot I was tired..." "Yea, seems possible. I didn't resist, and I can barely even keep my eyes open now." Bordeaux replied, taking a deep breath, and the exhaling. Vraay cuddled into Bordeaux, nuzzling into her shoulder lightly. "Either that... Or my revenge is just that powerful..." She smirked, rubbing her leg up against Bordeaux. "Possibly. Not the first time I've had multiple orgasms, but by far............those two were the best I've ever had......." Bordeaux replied, one arm weakly wrapping around Vraay, the paralysis and her own exhaustion making it hard to move still. "Still hasn't run out? She questioned as she noticed the paralysis icon over Bordeaux's status." She shook her head lightly. "It should have run out sometime during your first orgasm. Maybe you just want to be paralyzed by pleasure..." She giggled and kissed Bordeaux softly. "Perhaps......" Bordeaux playfully replied, laughing lightly."Are you this much fun in real life?" she asked, raising a curious eyebrow. Vraay's face had a massive blush. "W Well... Uh... I don't know?" he laughed very nervously. In real life, she was a virgin. "Uh... I play soccer and go dancing once a week... Does that count?" Bordeaux just busted out laughing. Though, she wasn't laughing at Vraay persay. It was due because she found her answer just down right adorable."Not really what I meant, but an athlete and a dancer......you must be quite the sexy little thing." replied Bordeaux, lightly tracing her finger tips up and down Vraays side. "Well... You got 'little' right..." Truth was, she looked like her avatar a little. In that slight body shape and hair. But her body was a little more toned and muscular from the activity. "I'm not much to look at really..." "Oh come now. Don't sell yourself short. Just having big boobs doesn't make a woman hot. Besides..........I'm an ass girl myself." Bordeaux replied, laughing lightly as he hand drifted lower, followed by a quick slap of Vraays ass, with a grope afterwards. "Ahhnn!" She shivered. "But... I don't have a butt at all... It's pretty much gone from all the exercise..." She pushed her rear out a little to feel the hand. As much as she might have protested, she wanted Bordeaux to enjoy anything and everything bout her. "You just can't take a compliment, can you?" Bordeaux teased with a sigh, deepening her groping when she felt Vraay push her ass back against her hand. If it was something she wanted, not like Bordeaux was gonna say no "Nope..." She giggled. "I have confidence issues..." Vraay smirked and kissed Bordeaux softly, another soft romantic kiss rather than the passionate, lusty kisses they perhaps should have been sharing. "Well, we'll have to do something about that." Bordeaux replied, laughing lightly. While normally preferring the more fiery stuff, sappy romantic moments like now weren't really bad at all. In fact, they could quite enjoyable. Vraay saw the paralysis icon blink off and smiled. Bordeaux was free. "Maybe... But I don't know how you'd do it..." She smiled softly, running hand down Bordeaux's bare side. "Should I buy a costume redesign to be more sexy... like you?" "That could help. Showing off more skin can certainly go a long way in adding confidence. Hell, look at me. I barely wear anything at all and I'm confident as hell." Bordeaux replied, playfully holding up her free arm and giving a little muscle flex. Vraay couldn't help but giggle. "Well... I like this costume I have... So how about I leave the coat wide open down to the waist, so you can see my stomach and chest... And cut wide slits up the sides of the jacket to show off the legs? And thigh high stockings with a garter belt?" "OOO, you're making me giddy just thinking about it." Bordeaux replied, smiling brightly."Is my outfit sexy enough for you as is? I could always make it skimpier." she added, looking down her her dishsheveled outfit. "What?" She looked puzzled. "That getsskimpier?" She shook her head lightly. "No need... If I ever need to see more skin... I think I can get it off you easily enough...." "Yea, that's true. But, I could always wear something else. You know, like one of those sexy little chinese dresses with no sleeves and big slits up the side so the slightest breeze will show the entire world your ass and pussy." Bordeaux replied, laughing lightly."Or maybe even a little school girl esque outfit with a tight button up blouse and short skirt." she added, running over all these ideas in her head. "no... I like what you're wearing best... Makes you look tough. Powerful... Dead sexy..." She smiled brightly at Bordeaux."Though... If we met in real life... I don't think I'd care what you wore... I'm sure you're as much a bombshell outside as you are in game." "Well, I am quite the hotty. Though, while I'm no super model. My boobs are big enough and my ass, if I my say so myself, is quite spectacular." Bordeaux replied, playfully nudging Vraay with her elbow."How bout we meet in real life?" she suddenly added, quite casually. Vraay giggled and got herself a handful of that mentioned spectacular rear. It did feel very firm and smooth."Kind of a big step... I don't even know where you live..." "Well, you could just tell me where you live and I could pretend to be a burglar that breaks into your home and ravages you all night long." Bordeaux replied, a seductive, yet evil grin on her face."Or perhaps just tell me when and where you ride the bus and I could come up and be the sexy stranger that gropes you." she added, quite enjoying it. "Well... I live near Shibuya..." She mentioned. It was a big place."Maybe... If we met as the bust station there... I have a purple visor with white lines... It's a custom model from CCCorp's website." Vraay bit her lip. Meeting a player in real life... What if it was a guy or something creepy like that? Bordeauxs character stopped moving a moment as her player wrote down the info on a pad at her desk."And my visor is white with black lines. Looks fairly normal, but it does have some goofy little doodles on it that I made, so it'll be easy to spot." she explained."Though, if that's not enough, I have short red hair and will likely still be in my school uniform." she added. "Alright. I'll be heading home from college too, so I'll be in uniform." She sounded nervous. This was a big thing for them both. "God... I'm so nervous..." "And you are quite adorable when your nervous." Bordeaux replied, smiling as this time, she gave Vraay a soft, affectionate kiss. "So.. Tomorrow on the 3:25 bus heading to the Shibuya shopping center?" She blushed more at the affectionate kiss, but gladly gave one back of her own. "I'll be there. Keep in mind...........I'm alot like this in real life. So, if you suddenly feel a pair of soft hands slipping under your skirt from behind............Guess who." Bordeaux replied, laughing lightly. She then gave Vraay one more kiss and a wink, before her body turned to energy and zapped off, the usual log out animation. "It better not be a guy who tried it before her..." She growled a little before logging off. If she wanted hands on her, they'd be the strong, sensual hands of her dark skinned rapist. X It was 3:27. The bus was going to Shibuya. Vraay was standing, wearing her visor as she looked around. The bus was packed, so she had to hold one of the handles firmly. But she didn't see Bordeaux anywhere. Was she just missing her? Did she ditch? Was she trying not to see her in hopes of getting raped? She blushed at the thought. Not surprisingly, Bordeaux had kept herself out of sight intentionally. Fully intending on having her little soft hands joke be a reality, having managed to work her way right behind Vraay in the crowded bus without the girl realizing it apparently."I can't help but notice you were looking around. Looking for someone perhaps?" came a sultry voice just behind Vraay as a hand came to rest softly on her rear end, ever so gently rubbing it through her skirt. She heard the voice and hear heart leapt. It was Bordeaux. "Oh no..." She faked being scared and vulnerable. "W What are you doing...?" She whimpered, even as she pushed her rear into the hand a little more. "Just having some fun is all, my dear." Bordeaux replied, smiling as her rubbing grew harder, her hand pressing more against her butt, while her other hand worked it's way to her stomach, gently teasing the buttons of her shirt. "F Fun for who?" She stammered. Loaded question. Of course it was fun for everyone. Especially her and Bordeaux. Her body shivered, more responsive in real life than it was in The World. "Well, for both of us, of course. You strike me as the kind of girl that likes this." Bordeaux replied, simple rubbing turning into groping now as her hand Vraays waist raised up to her collar and quickly undid the top button, followed by a few more, until the lacy material of her bra became visible. "R Right here... In front of everyone?" She whimpered, her skin trembled at the touch. It felt dirtier, more intense, than being raped by her. And it turned her on so much. Her panties were already dampening. "Of course. But, it's up to you how much attention is drawn here.........I hope you can keep your moans quite enough........." Bordeaux whispered, leaning forward and lightly licking her earlobe as her hand continued to undo button after button while the one on her butt had snaked it's way under the garment, and was now gripping her ass through her panties. "ohhh...." She bit her lip gently, trying to keep quiet. This excited her so much. With so many people wearing visors these days, she didn't have to worry about being seen. But being heard was a definite possibility. Bordeauxs front hand didn't stop till every button was undone, followed by her pushing each side of the blouse to the side, her mid section and bra completely visible. Her hand on her butt, meanwhile, spent some time groping furiously, before he started to slowly crawl across her hips, heading straight for her pussy. She gripped the handle above her harder, blushing hard. She bit onto the collar of her shirt, watching as the tie dangled between he breasts and the hand began to snake down. She muffled her little moans with the shirt, her body wanting it so bad. Bordeaux was happy to oblige, rubbing her pussy lightly through her panties while her other hand didn't waste any time and undid the clasp on her bra, the cups snapping off to the side, leaving her breasts bare. Well, at least one, as her hand quickly covered the other, kneeding it like a pile of dough. She shuddered and took in a deep breath, the breath was staggered into several parts though, as she resisted the growing urge to scream and moan and sing the praises of Bordeaux's touch. "...nnngh... Bordeaux... feels nice..." "Glad to hear......" Bordeaux replied, nipping at her ear afterwards while she continued playing with her breast. Her other hand sliding slowly into Vraays panties, no long obstructed from her bare pussy. She'd shaven a certain place for Bordeaux before heading out, and it was paying off as she could feel the hand perfectly against her. "ooohhh...." Her knuckles were white on the handle as she knees grew a little weak. "You're starting to get louder........Perhaps the thought of people watching us is turning you on." said Bordeaux with a chuckly, quickly sliding two fingers into Vraays waiting pussy, her lips working over Vraays neck and shoulders. "Sure... The fingers you just slipped inside me have nothing to do with how turned on I am right now..." She groaned, trying to keep herself quiet. But damn if it didn't feel good to get fingered on the bus so openly. Bordeaux chuckled at the come back, nuzzling her cheek against Vraays for a moment."Whatever you say love....." Bordeaux whispered, her fingers now working her at a rather fast pace, and steadily increasing. She arched her back, pressing against Bordeaux as the fingers pumped into her. "I swear... You've gotten way better at this since the first time..." She panted as she clenched down tight on the fingers, her face twisting as she tried to keep from yelling as her juices began to pour out of her, falling to the floor of the bus in a small puddle. "Well, I do practice with myself quite regularly." Bordeaux replied, grinning as her pace sped up even further, spurred on even more by Vraays oh so obvious enjoyment of not only the act, but apparently the fact it was happening in public as well. Vraay blushed. "Well... I suppose you get to practice on me from here on out..." Her breathing was getting heavier. Already, she was approaching her second climax. Lucky for Bordeaux, she'd been practicing too, so she could endure more sexual assaults. "Most definitley......" Bordeaux replied, fully intending on doing even more stuff like this from now on."Come on babe......scream for me......." she whispered, speeding her fingers up even more. Bordeaux wasn't as.........shy as Vraay was. In all honesty, if Bordeaux was the one on the receiving end, she wouldn't care in the slightest if anyone saw her. If anything, having people watch her get molested on the subway or some such would probably turn her on. "I won't be able to help it..." She panted softly, her chest heaving a little as it neared closer. Her inevitable orgasm. She bit her lip and spread her legs more as she felt the surge rung through her. Her lips parted and her voice rang out in a screaming moan, instantly sparking people to turn their heads. As she began to feel the embarrassment, her juices gushed past Bordeaux's hand, splattering on the floor. Bordeaux smiled at the staring, confused eyes that were locked on the two of them."Next time, I get to be the victim." whispered Bordeaux before slipping through the crowd and getting off the bus at the next stop. But, before she did, she slipped a small piece of paper into the waistband of Vraays panties. It contained a simple bit of info. Specifically, it was the schedule for the subway that Bordeaux usually took home each afternoon, along with a challenge of finding her. Vraay got off the bus as soon as possible. It had been pretty embarrassing. But she'd climaxed twice in such a short time. And Vraay wanted some of that awesome revenge. She got the little piece of paper and smirked. She had something to do before seeing Bordeaux. Meanwhile, Bordeaux had already gone to the station to wait on the train. It would take a while, but Bordeaux didn't mind. There were enough pervy gropers to keep her busy. To give Vraay a little something extra, she made a few alterations to her outfit. She just unbuttoned the top few buttons of her shirt, leaving her decent breasts rather visible as well as...........adjusting her skirt, to make it MUCH shorter, as it now just barely covered up her panties. As she strolled into the station, she was already getting lecherous stares from men all over the place. She'd gotten a special something extra. And she was already stalking Bordeaux. Vraay was waiting for Bordeaux to get into that perfectly vulnerable position so she could strike. She'd be competing with some lecherous passengers, but she was confident she'd get the full deal. Bordeaux was glad that she couldn't find Vraay as she looked around. It was better that way. So, as the train pulled in and the doors opened, Bordeaux walked in with a smile on her face, knowing what was in store. It faded as she entered the train and got into a crowded position, wanting to.........get in character, so to speak. Vraay would wait a little while. She saw Bordeaux showing up at a rather nice spot. Right in the middle of everything. She'd be nicely vulnerable. Of course she would be. Bordeaux wanted to get raped up the walls. And she would be soon. Vraay was just going to make her sweat a little. Bordeaux was suprised the Vraay hadn't tried anything yet. Quite hot and bothered, she writhed where she stood, itching to be touched. There were certainly some willing particpants around, as pretty much everyone was sneaking peaks at her skimpy clothing and sexy body. Bordeaux would feel fingers trailing over her rear. They lifted the skirt gently, letting it fall down too quickly to give not but a peek at the panties underneath. A hot breath would brush over her neck, and Bordeaux would be able to feel the body getting closer, very very close. Vraay was grinning. Blissfully unaware, Bordeaux thought it was Vraay and gasped lightly at the touch and the breath on her neck. Still, with how horny she was, even if she knew it wasn't her new lover, she'd probably have not resisted anyways. She wanted to be touched and ravaged, and seemed to be getting her wish, albeit, not from who she thought. It started to get a little more intense as Bordeaux' skirt got lifted straight up, held to her back by a pair of hips that began to grind into her rear a little. Female hips. A pair of smooth hands ran up Bordeaux's shirt, not bothering to remove anything as they slipped up and groped those breasts gently at first, being soothing and pleasant. Bordeaux gasped again as she felt the grinding and the hands rising to her chest. Still thinking it was Vraay, she didn't bother to turn her. Despite the pleasure, she was actually trying to look like she wasn't enjoying it, wanting to be character for the whole, unconsentual subway groping, something that had always been a fantasy of hers. Teeth clipped over Bordeaux's earlobe, nibbling and suckling as the hands began to knead faster and rougher. They were generous in the area that they touched, going form a friendly fondle to a full grope now. Bordeaux bit her bottom lip lightly, keeping the sounds that wanted out sealed. Soon enough though, she'd eventually let loose and likely get the attention of the entire car. For now, soft moans were all that escape her lips as these wonderful hands worked on her large breasts that were barely hidden behind the unbuttoned uniform shirt. The hands got rougher still as they hefted the large breasts. They squeezed with minimal regard to the comfort of the girl she was squeezing. Then Bordeaux would feel something funny. A hand down on her rear, rubbing and groping, while another one got to her sex. There were nibbles at her ear, and licks on her shoulder. A pair of large breasts were pressed into her arm, and at her back. And it was all Vraay could do to keep from laughing, as she got the outside view of two female security officers groping Bordeaux. There was a little jealousy, but she knew she'd get her shot too. At first, Bordeaux was in too much pleasure to realize it, but eventually, noticed that there was a "new" hand touching her. She wasn't sure what was going on. Was Vraay actually allowing someone to "help" her play with Bordeaux? It actually brought a blush to Bordeauxs face. Out the corner of her eye, she noticed the likely source of the new hands and pair of breasts against her arm. She didn't protest. In fact, they were quite nice. All at once they began to ravage her. The pair of security guards giggled lightly as they began. The hands on the breasts ran over the nipples and pinched them gently, pulling on them, giving them little twists. Both Bordeaux's sex and rear would be penetrated by a single finger, pumping into her in unison. Bordeaux couldn't help but let out a rather loud moan as the hands grew more daring. When the guards giggled, she was confused a moment, as neither voice sounded like Vraays, but the immense pleasure she felt made her ignore the though. The finger in Bordeaux's sex pumped faster, as a second came in. This one had been the one from the other security girl. They pumped in alternating directions, almost tangling in each other as they got their hands going so powerfully that Bordeaux could feel her feet lifting off the ground just slightly. Bordeaux no longer even cared if Vraay was doing it or not. The sheer ferocity and pleasure of it all turned her mind to absolute bliss, moaning loudly and not even caring about all the stares she brought her way. Vraay smirked as she decided to get up and make her way over. She lifted her skirt and showed the two women the strap on she had decided to put on. They both giggled and made way, holding Bordeaux down while they groped her breasts, and Vraay thrust the toy into her woman. Feeling it slink in all the way to the base, she gripped onto Bordeaux's hips and bent over to whisper in her ear. "Having fun yet?" "Wait........what?" Bordeaux asked, noone in particular. Having though Vraay was at least one of the two women who had groped her till now, she was surprised to find that she was wrong. It was made even more shocking by Vraay suddenly thrusting a strap on into Bordeauxs pussy, having her bent over, while the other hands continued mauling her large breasts. Holding onto Bordeaux's hips, she got herself properly set before she began to thrust powerfully into Bordeaux. She liked it rough, so Vraay was going to oblige. It was rather large too, so the first few took a little working before it got slick enough to start sliding inside most powerfully. Bordeauxs shock and surprised was quickly pushed out of her mind at the immense pleasure she felt. Moaning loudly, and gaining the attention of a few people, who just stared at the sight, Bordeaux was lost in the pleasure. She didn't care if anyone saw what was happening her. Hell, even if they made moves to join in, she'd likely not offer the slightest resistance.

['Vraay']

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Mass Effect: Pilgrimage (Survivor00 & Romantic[Dream])

The Citadel Lower Wards Access Tunnel 2183 ??Keelah! ? Tali'Zorah nar Rayya stood nervously in the alleyway behind the Upper Markets, folding her arms loosely over her chest as she waited for Fist to arrive with the Shadow Broker. The young quarian looked around quickly, before exhaling with a heavy sigh, shifting her posture. She had already been waiting here for far longer than she had wanted to, and the only other being she had seen in that time was the lone keeper that stood across from her. The aphid like creature was far more concerned with the console before it than it was with her it hadn ??t even looked at her since she had arrived. She did not like this, not one bit. The meeting location was too ambush prone, a narrow alley with only two exits. It would be easy for her to get boxed in if the deal went badly ? ??Calm yourself Tali. Fist promised to set up the meeting. You are just being paranoid ? ? She spoke to herself. Although in her opinion she had every reason to be paranoid, having been chased all the way to the Citadel and shot for the information she possessed. Thankfully, she did not get an infection from it. And Fist didn ??t seem like the most trusting person out there. The man looked as if he would sell out his own mother if it would benefit him. But Fist was her only link to the Shadow Broker, and if she had to work through him to get shelter, then so be it. Tali sighed, so much trouble for a simple Geth memory core. She sighed. This was not how she had imagined her Pilgrimage to wind up, bartering with criminals to gain protection from a turian. A turian working with the Geth, no less. Making sure nobody was around ?? excluding the keeper Tali activated the Omni tool on her arm, accessing the partial audio log she had salvaged from the memory core. ??Eden Prime was a major victory! ? Saren ??s authoritative bark rang out. She knew the voice belonged to a turian even before she knew which one. No other species carried that distinctive vocal flange. ??The beacon has brought us one step closer to finding the conduit. ? Another voice followed his, a female, her voice sultry and wizened with experience. ??And one step closer to the return of the Reapers ? ? She did not know who this voice belonged to. The files she collected did not identify her. She deactivated the Omni tool, not wanting to risk exposing herself anymore than she had. She had ventured further into the Geth ??s memory core, trying to see what she could find on the ??Reapers ??. To say the information she had uncovered had startled her was an understatement. While it was common knowledge that the Geth were sentient, she had never in a million years expected them to worship something ? When she had followed the Geth, she had seen them construct...temples to the Reapers, but why? Why would a synthetic life form bother using time and resources to build something like that? Maybe it was to give them the purpose that her own people had not. Whatever the reason, the fact they had allied under this Saren worried her. From what the Geth believed about the Reapers, they had been the ones that destroyed the Protheans ? A muffled report from the direction of Chora ??s Den quickly grabbed her attention, and she spun towards the door to the Lower Wards. Her hand twitched towards the pistol holstered to her thigh. She knew that Chora ??s Den was not the most ? prestigious establishment on the Citadel, but it sounded as if there was a war going on. She began to back away towards the Upper Wards. This was not safe. She would have to tell Fist that she wanted to meet elsewhere, somewhere safer, more private ? The door to the Upper Wards hissed open behind her, and she quickly turned to see another turian walking down the steps towards her. Fist was nowhere in sight, and she strongly doubted that this turian was the Shadow Broker. He saw her, and nodded slightly to himself, as if he was expecting her to be there. She frowned behind the mask of her exosuit, keeping her eyes on him and the two salarians in white, military armor that stayed behind, keeping a watchful eye on the door. She took a slight step backwards as the turian smugly approached, watching his eyes play over her body. He smirked calmly. ??Did you bring it? ? ??Where ??s the Shadow Broker? Where ??s Fist? ? She demanded. The turian ??s eyes smiled as he closed the distance until there was almost no space between them. ??They ??ll be here ? ? He lifted his hand, placing it on the cloth shawl on the side of her head, sliding his hand down her neck, over her shoulder, and to her bicep. ??Where ??s the evidence? ? She shoved his hand away from her in disgust, stepping back. ??No way. The deal ??s off. ? The turian glared at her, but, seemed to accept this and stepped back, nodding slightly to the two salarians that had until now been discussing between themselves. They drew pistols and turned towards her, while the turian backed away and drew his own weapon. She only had one chance to escape. Tali ??s hand darted to the proximity mine that sat at her hip, flicking it towards the group of assassins. The device exploded at their feet, sending them sprawling and stunning the turian just enough for her to reach cover. She quickly sprinted for the cover of a pair of storage units, but she did not look back, only hoping she had crippled them. No such luck, for as she vaulted over the storage unit, she could hear and feel the impact of magnetically accelerated rounds thumping into the metal at her back. She knew she shouldn ??t have trusted Fist with this! If she ever got her hands on him! She pulled her pistol from the holster on her thigh and fired blindly back over her cover. She heard footsteps at the top of the stairwell behind her, and she swung her aim towards the trio that rushed in. She was getting boxed in! She knew this would happen! The trio startled her a little bit it was not what she expected. Two humans, both female, dressed in Alliance battle armor and carrying some heavy arms, and a ? a krogan mercenary? Quicky weighing her options, she knew could probably take down one of the humans, maybe wound the second if she was lucky, but the krogan ? she was just no match. They lifted their weapons, and she braced for the hail of projectiles to hammer her position. She heard the guns fire, only, they weren ??t shooting at her! She looked quickly to see the one of the salarians get torn to shreds under the barrage. She let out a cry of triumph and aimed back over her cover. The turian assassin lifted a rocket launcher, aiming at the trio that was advancing down the stairs. She quickly stood and fired at him, three shots slamming into the turian ??s side and stomach. His body spun towards her, pure rage blazing in his eyes. He centered the launcher on her and fired. Her eyes widened, and Tali threw herself away from the storage units, landing on her stomach a few feet away. The blast deafened her, the floor shaking and red hot pieces of metal shrapnel ricocheting off the floor beside her, but her exosuit remained mercifully intact. She swung her arm up and around, centering the pistol on the head of the second salarian assassin. She fired twice in quick succession, the rounds snapping the assassin ??s head back on its shoulders, the body toppling backwards, firing its weapon into the floor as it dropped. The turian shouted at her, but the human woman rushed to her side, lifting a heavy looking pistol and firing towards the turian assassin. The first round slammed his body into the wall, before the combined fire from the humans and krogan tore him apart, his body slumping lifelessly to the ground, his blood pooling around the corpse. Tali fired several more shots into his lifeless body in rage, before slowly pulling herself to her feet, the anger at her betrayal boiling inside. Her hands shook slightly as she spun towards her ??saviors ??. She swung her arm angrily towards the dead assassins. ??Fist set me up! I knew I couldn ??t trust him! ? Wrex was the quickest to speak up. The Krogan was proud of his recent accomplishment. "Fist is dead. I killed him."Shepherd took over from there though. She may have only been a human, but she was a natural leader, even when it came to more competitive and independent races and personalities. The Alliance Millitary soldier stepped forward from the other two, pistol down, so as to not be threatening. "Those must have been Saren's men. We've been looking for evidence to support our claim that he's been working with the Geth. While pursuing Fist, we learned about you. You have evidence against Saren, correct?" Tali ??s eyes flicked over the Krogan that proudly announced the death of Fist. She was glad that he had got what was coming to him, but it was a shame she could not have done it herself. The quarian looked back to the two Alliance soldiers, the pistol raising ever slightly as the human stepped forward, however, as the woman had her weapon lowered in a gesture of goodwill, Tali did the same, holstering the weapon at her thigh. She would trust them for now. She listened intently to the human ??s words, giving her an understanding nod as she was asked about the data packet. ??That is correct. ? She said, her voice soundly almost synthesized through the complex filter in her mask. ??Then I have a chance to repay you for saving my life. But not here. ? She looked around the body littered corridor. Right now, she wanted to be as far away from here as possible. ??We need to go somewhere safe ? ? "The Embassies. You'll be safe there. C Sec is close by there as well. Our ambassador would want to see the evidence anyway." Shepherd led the way after that, moving to the embassies as quickly as possible via the Citadel Transit System. There was something of a tense silence. Shepherd knew the ambassador would be pissed as hell. They did light up Chora's Den... And the alleyways... And a medical center earlier..."What the hell do you think you're doing, Shepherd? You're on thin ice as it is after the meeting with the Council. And now I hear of you starting a firefight in Chora's Den... Then in the alleyways?" At least he hadn't heard about the medical facility. "And just who the hell are they?" The man motioned to both Tali and Wrex."Wrex. Mercenary." Simple words. Not much more needed than that really. At least, not in the Krogan's opinion. Shepherd wasn't inclined to disagree with him at this point. Tali let off a slight groan at the mention of C Sec, considering how they had detained her for several hours until they could verify her reason for being on the Citadel in the first place. But the Embassies were safe, nobody would be crazy enough to attack them ?? it would be like attacking the Citadel Tower ?? it couldn ??t be done! She nodded, following the others as they escorted her to one of the Citadel ??s Rapid Transport Systems. She could feel plenty of others giving her condescending looks, but accepted it. Many races looked down upon her kind for the creation of the Geth. Many thought the quarians deserved their exile and being stripped of their Citadel privileges ? Even three hundred years had not been enough time to heal the wounds. She did not speak during the ride back, peering out of the transport as it zipped between the Wards and the Presidium. It never ceased to amaze her just how big the Citadel was. The Flotilla housed seventeen million quarians, and yet, this place would still have room to spare ? Following the woman up to the Human Embassies, Tali rubbed her wrist softly, watching the doors part open before them. The man that waited there was one of the more bitter looking humans she had seen in her brief stay here. His expression soured even more when they entered the room. As he berated the woman who had saved her, Tali stood quietly. Shepard ? it was A curious name ? When the Ambassador ??s attention was directed to her, she straightened slightly. ??My name is Tali. Tali'Zorah nar Rayya. ? She spoke coolly. ??We don ??t see many quarians here. ? The Ambassador ground on, ??Why did you leave the Flotilla? ? Tali paced slightly, turning to face the whole group. ??I was on my Pilgrimage, my rite of passage into adulthood. ? "Sir. Tali says she has vital information we can use to incriminate Saren." Shepard wanted to get to the point. Try and get the heat off herself for all the firefights. Saren needed to be brought down immediately. He'd betrayed everyone. And now the Geth were following him. For what reason, she didn't know. Yet. Tali knew."Tali, could you show us the evidence you got?" Tali nodded when Shepard spoke. "Of course." She continued to place softly as she explained, "During my travels, I began hearing reports of geth. Since they drove my people into exile, the geth have never ventured beyond the Veil. I was curious..." Her voice seemed to smile with those last words, before she became more serious, looking back over at Shepard. "I tracked a patrol of geth to an uncharted world. I waited for one to become separated from its unit. Then I disabled it and removed its memory core." "Most of the care was wiped clean. But I salvaged something from it's audio banks." She lifted her arm and easily accessed the files from the Omni tool once again. ??Eden Prime was a major victory! The beacon has brought us one step closer to finding the conduit. ? Saren's voice rang throughout the office "That's Saren's voice!" The Ambassador threw both hands onto his desk in heavy fists. He was completely shocked. This was much better evidence that he could have ever expected. It was enough on it's own to get Saren suspended from Spectre status. Maybe enough to get Shepard into the Spectres if he played his cards right."That proves he was on Eden Prime during the attack. With it, we can get the leverage we need to have his Spectre status revoked." Shepard said towards the Ambassador, as if he didn't already know. He had bigger plans for the evidence outside of just incriminating Saren."We have to get this before the council immediately. I'll set up the meeting. Meet me at the council building as soon as possible. God damn it we've got him." Tali carefully interrupted the two humans, as excited as she was to get back at Saren for the attempts at her life, they should know everything that she had managed to find. "Wait...there's more. Saren wasn't working alone." She quickly accessed the Omni tool and replayed the recording for them, this time letting the sultry voice of the unknown woman speak as well. Maybe they would recognize her voice. Unfortunately, the Ambassador didn't seem to know it either. "I don't recognize that other voice. The one talking about 'Reapers'" "That's what I saw! In my vision!" Shepard realized it slowly. "That's what was slaughtering all those people... That's all the more reason we need to get this to the Council immediately." Shepard was excited over the prospect. They were starting to piece together then whole deal. Her mind at work, she tried to bring together what must be going on. "Saren must be reviving the Reapers in an effort to wipe out the human race. Maybe that's why the Geth follow him. They must think of the Reapers as gods, and Saren as their prophet... So to speak."Ashley and Wrex were for lack of a better word, completely clueless. They'd said nothing the entire time. The figured the evidence against Saren was reason enough to be excited, though neither were showing any signs of it. Tali blinked, surprised at just how quickly Shepard had figured it out. "Yes, in fact." She said in slight awe at the human. "According to the memory core, the Reapers were a hyper advanced machine race that existed 50,000 years ago." She explained to the Ambassador. "The Reapers hunted the Protheans to total extinction, and then they vanished. At...least that's what the geth 'believe'..." She looked back to Shepard, nodding her agreement to the human's statements. "The geth revere the Reapers as gods, the pinnacle of non organic life. And they believe Saren knows how to bring the Reapers back..." The Ambassador shook his head in disbelief. "The Council is just going to love this..." He spoke sardonically, but agreed, "We need to present this to the Council right away." The krogan spoke up finally, directing his words at her. "What about her? The quarian?" "My name is Tali!" She snapped back slightly. She knew what she wanted to do, determined to stop the geth, to stop Saren. Tali looked towards Shepard, her voice sounding almost urgent when she spoke. "You saw me in the alley, Commander. You know what I can do. Let me come with you." Sheprd nodded. "I'll allow it. You're better with electronics than I am. You're more than likely to be worthwhile considering our main enemy will be the Geth."Ashley stepped forward and had something to say. "But Tali... What about your pilgrimage?" Tali looked towards the other human woman, she had bee standing silent this entire time. "Our Pilgrimage proves we are willing to give of ourselves for the greater good. What does it say about me if I turn my back on this?" She spoke truthfully. "Saren is a threat to the entire galaxy. My Pilgrimage can wait..." She looked back at Commander Shepard, nodding and smiling gratefully behind her faceplate. "Thank you. You won't regret this." She walked over and stood at the human's side, turning to smile softly at her. "Meet me at the Counicil building at 1950 sharp, Shepard. Bring the Quarian. We finally got Saren, I don't want you screwing this up." Kind words from the ambassador."Yes sir." Shepard left, waving for Tali to come with her. Ashley would be going back to report to the Normandy. Wrex... Was going to go be Wrex. Probably retrieving his prize for killing Wrex. As the exited the Ambassador's room, she turned to face the Quarian. "Tali'Zora... I'm sorry for the way the ambassador was acting. He's always on my case about something or other. I fear some of the heat may have gone your way." Tali followed Commander Shepard out out the Human Embassy, pausing when the human turned to face her. For a moment it felt like the human was able to see right through her faceplate, and the quarian felt her heart race for a quick second. As she apologized for the Ambassador's actions, Tali just shook her head and lifted her hands in a calm gesture. "There is no reason to apologize. I imagine you have all been through a lot of stress." She spoke calmly. "It is far from the indignities I have had to endure, I promise you. And as long as we stop Saren, I will be willing to put up with anything." Tali promised. Shepard thought she could see the faint features of the womanly face behind the visor. But no... That couldn't be. The Quarian's visor was just solid purple from that side. She was curious as to how she looked without it though. She'd never seen a Quarian without the masks. After all, she'd never been on the Flotilla."Perhaps there is something you would like to do to relax? Saren's likely to have found out that you've escaped his grasp, so it'll be safer out there. And it'd be best for all of us if we were relaxed for the coming presentation before the Council. They're not the most laid back bunch I've seen." Tali wondered what the human was thinking, softly tapping the fingers of one hand against her thigh. "I...would not know what there is to do on this station. It is so...massive! The entire Flotilla could live here and still hardly see one another." She said, looking along the distance to where the horizon curved up into the distance. She shook her head slightly, looking at the lake that glittered in the artificial sunlight. A miracle of Prothean technology... "I would have liked to visit Flux, during my stay, but I dare not return to the Wards..." She said with a tint of disappointment to her words. The music there had sounded so...catchy. She wished to get a copy of it to bring back with her to the Flotilla, but after the ambush, she still did not want to take the risks, "We can go to Flux, Tali." Shepard feared not Saren's assassins. She was certain that she'd taken care of pretty much every threat with her forceful display in Chora's Den. "It's pretty safe in there too. There's an elevator in the area from C Sec. Or the transit system stops in the upper floor of the markets. From either place, it's a short distance to Flux. If you're afraid of another attack, I promise to protect you."Shepard offered a chance for the Quarian to relax, wanting her most recent teammate to be at ease a bit more than she was. She didn't exactly strike her as a soldier. Just a child trying to become an adult. She'd have to learn some discipline perhaps, but she also had the feeling that the Quarian would be a fine teammate when they got to tracking down Saren. She was so eager to help and work for the greater good. Tali nodded. The human seemed more than capable of holding her own against Saren's assassins maybe Saren himself although hopefully it would not come to that. She shifted slightly, swaying her hip out slightly, not intending to be flirtatious, but appearing that way. "I would love to go to Flux then...the atmosphere seemed so lively." She smiled behind her faceplate, glad that Shepard would accompany her. "If I may ask, Commander, what is your name?" Tali cocked her head curiously, stepping up to walk with the human towards Flux. Shepard almost smiled. Almost. There was just a small curling of the lip. She hadn't really genuinely smiled in a long time. So really, Tali's agreement to go to Flux had made the commander pretty happy. She turned and waved a little to get the Quarian to follow her to the transit system. She liked the little zip cars. Quick and easy."My full name is Catherine Shepard. I used to go by Kate before joining the Alliance Military. Then it just became Shepard. What should I call you? Tali'Zora nar Rayya is a bit unwieldy." She wanted to get to know Tali a bit better, so chatting at the bar in Flux seemed a good idea. She didn't know much of the Quarians at all. Learning about them, and her, would help foster their relationship for their upcoming operations. Tali walked alongside her as they left the Embassies, her gaze occasionally slipping over to look over the human' body. Their kind were remarkably similar, as if they had been 'cut from the same cloth...' if the human expression was right. While the human's armor was far bulkier than her own skintight environmental suit, it still gave off a good estimation of what her figure was. "Catherine..." She repeated softly, her voice a sultry trill. "Oh, please, call me Tali." She smiled. "Tali is my given birth name. 'Zorrah nar Rayya is my Clan name, and the ship I was born on." She explained as she climbed into the transport pod with her. The vehicle zipped away, the Mass Effect drive in it making the sudden acceleration unnoticeable. She watched the Presidium slip away behind them, the massive towers of the Citadel blurring by beside them. "I see. Names in your culture must not get mixed up as often as human names. We only have a unique and a family name, sometimes a second unique name. I don't have one. There's a lot of humans with the name 'John Smith' for example. But I've never seen two wind up in the same room together. I think it's just due to sheer numbers that we can manage to keep each other separated." She chattered idly in the transport, leaning back and taking in Tali visually. She only had two fingers and a thumb on both hands. And two long toes on each foot. Her legs had that sort of backwards bend, like some animals. A modest appearance to her body, but a very shapely and appealing one, if the suit was as tight as it suggested it was."What made you want to visit Flux more than anything else?" "Well, having your entire population confined to such a small area does have its...advantages and disadvantages." She said, "Our families tend to be small no more than one child is allowed per family. So our family bonds tend to be stronger than most." Tali said absently, recalling memories of the Migrant Fleet. She blinked when she saw Shepard's eyes slide over her form the human's eyes far easier to follow than her own. She felt her cheeks flush slightly behind her faceplate, the human's eyes giving her more than a perfunctory look over."I liked the atmosphere the most." She answered honestly. "The Wards remind me much of home, and the music in Flux is intriguing. I would hopefully like to get a copy for when I return to the Flotilla." She said, watching as the shuttle approached the Wards, dipping lower as it began to settle down. "I wouldn't know much of family." Shepard had long ago came to terms with her Earthborn lifestyle, not having grown up with parents so much as a small crew that took care of each other. She hooked up with the Alliance as soon as she could to escape the planet. "I had to go without. A lot of families didn't stay together on Earth. We're easily separated. Takes the right kind of people to really be able to stick around.""I see. So you're into music. I can probably find some of the music in a store for you. I'd just have to talk with the employees to figure out what they're playing. Or rather who made it." She shrugged lightly, unable to help but take one more quick look. She'd look good on the dance floor there. Everything was lit up in neon colors, so her visor would glow in cool colors and the faint light would emphasize the subtle shadows of her body. "So do you like to dance?" "I am sorry." Tali apologized, even though she knew it was not her fault. "I could not imagine growing up like that...you must have been incredibly strong to grow up like that..." She said somberly, but holding an air of respect for her. Quarian children were always close to their parents and the other families. To not be just seemed...bizarre. She stepped out of the transport pod and followed Shepard to Flux, eager to feel that pulsing beat from up close.Tali smiled, "You would do that? For me?" Her voice seemed to light up in excitement. "Oh,thank youShepard. My people are going to love this!" She gushed. Tali smiled softly, "Dancers are highly revered in my culture." She explained, "I am not as experienced as some of those on the fleet, but I do like to dance every now and then." She nodded. Dancers were revered. That meant that because Tali only dabbled, by averaging in the skills of her race, whom likely had adapted well to dancing, considering it was part of their culture... Tali would rock the dance floor. Shepard was no point of comparison though. She wasn't a great dancer. She just kind of swayed."Of course. It's not too hard to get a hold of." Shepard walked the short distance to Flux and nodded to the bouncer, who simply nodded back. She'd gotten involved in a gambling scam earlier and fixed a hacked terminal, so she had it in well with the owners. And one of the bartenders, after convincing one of their sisters to stop doing undercover work in Chora's Den. She got around. Help wise that was.The music was thumping as they got in, rattling the floor. The dance floor was directly to the right, and the bar area was to the front of them, with a large window looking over the Citadel. Upstairs was the gambling machines. "What do you think, Tali?" She asked, having to raise her voice a little to get over the music. Tali could hear the music well before the reached Flux, the bass thumping even before they reached the club's entrance. At first, she believed that there was going to be some trouble about her entering the club, but Shepard got them both in without even having to say a word to the bouncer. The human must have had a much higher influence than she expected. The music engulfed them both, flowing through her."I love it, Shepard!" She called back. Even though she knew the human's first name, she did not think she was on a good enough basis that she could refer to the human by her first name. The young quarian was unable to contain how excited she was. Shepard nodded with that tiny smirk on the corner of her lips as she leaned over next to the bartender. It was a guy she hadn't talked to before. She talked quietly with him a little, and Tali wouldn't hear her, but she didn't care who heard her. It was a conversation about music after all. As she got the information, she nodded and thanked the man, and even slipped him a few credits for the information. He'd been helpful."All right Tali! I've got the information I need. I can pick up the music when I next find a store that supplies it." She bobbed her head lightly to the music, just determined to relax. They had a while after all. "Want to go dance? It's not exactly Quarian grace out there, but there's no pressure to dance well. Kind of like exercise, really." Tali stood and quietly observed the establishment as Shepard went and talked to the bartender. There were so many different species! Asari, turians, salarians, humans...this was the true melting pot of the Citadel. The music pulsed loudly around her, the vibrations running up her feet. Such a wonderful place...She jumped slightly when she heard Shepard suddenly talking beside her, looking over at the human. She was surprised at how laid back she was, considering the circumstances, but she was even more surprised when the human asked her if she wanted to dance. She blinked, looking at her in confusion for a moment. "Shepard, I..." The quarian wondered exactly what was Shepard was doing, but after a moment, she seemed to relax, her posture loosening and she chuckled softly. "Alright, Commander."She wasn't the best at dancing, but she had picked up some things from observing the dancers on theRayya. "Come on then!" She called out, looping an arm around the Quarian's waist. Perhaps that was a little forward. Still, it was for the good of the girl that she relaxed and grew confident. Also, they needed to bond. What better way than by sharing in an act that Quarians had great respect for. Even if neither of them were great at it, it would still be fun.She just bobbed a little at first, picking up the beat as they got on the edge of the dance floor. Of course, Tali's body and visor looked fantastic in the glowing lights. It just seemed to work right. She shifted back and forth a little as she faced the Quarian, her arms were raised at her sides. She had enough rhythm to at least stay in the beat, but she didn't have any fun moves. Most people at Flux didn't. Tali gasped softly as Shepard slipped her arm around her waist and nearly swept her towards that dance floor. She stood awkwardly for a moment, watching as Shepard bobbed and swayed in full Alliance combat armor, with her weapons still mounted on her armor's hardpoints. She would be lying if she said she didn't find it a little bit funny to watch. She wasn't the only one who seemed to notice either, and she wondered softly what people would have to say when this was all over.Tali slowly began to sway her hips with the music, sashaying closer to Shepard, before slipping away, her slender body dipping seductively. She felt odd, but it was strangely enjoyable, and she smiled at Shepard from behind her mask, letting the beat pulse through her. Shepard could really do much outside of her bob and sway. It was all she had. Like the guy in the corner who was doing the dice thing too much. But she did get a good look at Tali's dancing. And she had some sway to those hips. Her assumption about her race being naturally great dancers was more than correct. "Wow, Tali... You're much better at dancing than you let on. If you're only as good as you say you are, your people must really know some moves..." Tali spun around gracefully, bending back to the limits that her suit would let her, which was still pretty far by human standards. She blushed at Shepard's remark, straightening herself out again to look the human in the eyes. "Thank you, Shepard..." She trilled, still moving, although softer, subtler, allowing her to talk while still dancing. "Not all quarians are as skilled...I am still far from 'professional', but it is something I enjoy doing. Ever since I was small."She looked back at the entrance to Flux, asking softly, "How much time do we have left before we must see the Council?" She asked, not wanting to get the Commander in trouble. Shepard couldn't help but watch. If she looked awkward in her military armor, Tali's display of flexibility and grace made nobody even remember Shepard was there. She barely remembered she was there. Tali was stealing the dance floor. "Not enough to keep dancing too much longer. We need to go make our case." Shepard let out a long breath and waved Tali off the dance floor as she got off it as well.Fun as it was, dealing with Saren was more worthwhile. Tali nodded, slipping off the dance floor and walking alongside Shepard once again. She was not exactly looking forward to seeing the Council, even from a distance. Their relationship with the quarians as a whole was rather...strained. It was they who had stripped her species of its Citadel facilities. Many believed that even if the Council changed their mind, the quarians would still be unwilling to work with them for some time. Tali felt pride at her species independence, but knew sadly that it came with a price. They got into the transport and found themselves at the Council building in no time at all. Shepard was clearing her mind a little, trying to make sure she kept her calm and dignity in front of the Council. They did things differently than humans would. Humans were more passionate, more ready to take action, be it reckless or not. When they stepped off, the Captain of the Normandy was there."C'mon Shepard. They're starting the meeting." Tali was silent for the transport ride to the Citadel Tower, looking around the expansive room that probably dwarfed a small starship. So much wasted space a hundred families could have lived here. She watched as Shepard seemed to cool, becoming more focused, a force that would have to be reckoned with in combat. As they departed the transport, she saw Captain Anderson awaiting them. The Alliance Captain looked at both of them, and Tali slid back, staying a few steps behind Shepard, hoping to stay out of the prying eyes of the Council."Good luck, Shepard." She spoke quietly. The Ambassador was already in there, talking with the council. It sounded heated. Then again, it was the Ambassdor talking. If he didn't sound like a douche bag every time he opened his mouth, he wouldn't be the Ambassador. As mush as Shepard hated to admit it, his way of 'negotiating' probably pushed through a lot more policies his way than someone like an Elcor. Not that the Elcor weren't fantastic speakers, it was just that it took a really keen eye, and nose, to catch the passion behind their words."Eden Prime was a major victory."The Saren clip. They had to accept this. The beacon has brought us one step closer to finding the conduit. "This is most unsettling evidence.""You have no choice, you need to pull Saren's Spectre status. Right now he could be halfway to the Traverse!""I fear he may be right." Tali watched from a distance, hearing the human Ambassador barking his words to the Council. He was intimidating if not rather crude but she would not want to get into an argument with him. She heard the audio file that she had found being played for the Council, the words echoing throughout the chamber, more than likely turning a few heads. If Saren had his Spectre status revoked, it would make apprehending him much easier, but would they send another Spectre after him? Would they leave it in the hands of C Sec, or the Alliance?She looked up the stairwell towards Shepard, standing there stiffly at attention. The human woman made her curious, and if there was one thing that got to her, it was her curiosity. "Saren will have his Spectre Status revoked.""We need to send somebody after him.""Saren will be a dangerous opponent. We can't just send a fleet after him. We don't have the resources. However, a Spectre could.""All Spectres are on assignment.""I'll go after Saren." Shepard stood forward, standing stiff and straight. "I had contact with the beacon too. I'll know best what he's trying to do. I can go after him. I can stop him.""Hmm... Troubling...""She's right. She could be the only one that can help right now. Shepard..."The ambassador stepped back as the three council members stood up. Shepard stepped forward, to the edge of the walkway."From here on, you are no longer a member of the Alliance Military. As a Spectre, you will serve a higher purpose. You will answer only to us. You will enforce the law, and protect all people, by any means necessary. Your first task will be to track down and stop Saren. Congratulations, Shepard. You're now a Spectre, and have access to special training and equipment reserved only for those few who accept this calling." Tali realized that she was watching history being made when they heard the Council announce that Shepard would become a Spectre, the first human Spectre at that. She knew that the Council was not taking this decision lightly it was something that would echo throughout all Citadel Space. She smiled, though, proud of the human. She knew that if anyone could hunt down and stop Saren, Shepard would be that someone.Captain Anderson seemed to approve of this as well, silently nodding at the Council ??s decision. Ambassador Udina seemed to be wearing a much less ? appreciative look, seeming like he had finally heard something he had been waiting too long to hear.But the Council had only heard half of the recording, data that could help them in their search. But she dared not speak and interrupt. "There's more information in the evidence." Shepard played the recording again and let it keep going, there was a female voice. "I recognize the other voice." The asari councilwoman spoke gravely. "Matriarch Benezia. She was a powerful biotic and had many followers. She will make a formidable ally for Saren." "I'll just have to deal with her too..." Shepard seemed perhaps a little overconfident, but really, she felt there was no way she could fail. Because failing meant that everyone would die.Shepard walked out of the council room with a lot on her mind. As she stepped down the steps, the Ambassador and Captain were there at her side, doing a vast majority of the talking."Congratulations, Shepard. I knew you'd make it." The Captain was more enthusiastic than the Ambassador. The Ambassador was always a dick. "Listen, I'll meet you back at the Normandy when you're ready to take off. Now that Saren's Spectre status has been revoked, he will have to be more careful. So I want you to take some time to relax and calm down a little. Celebrate. It'll help you wind down.""Yes, Captain.""Shepard." The AmbASSador. "Don't forget, you're still a human. How you act will now reflect on all of us doubly, because as a Spectre you're going to be much more well known. Got it?""Yes, Ambassador."Both men split off, both needing to do their own things. Captain was going to inform the Normandy most likely. And the Ambassador was probably going to shout it out from the rooftops so that within the next five minutes every human knew they had a Spectre. Tali was surprised by the raw conviction she heard in Shepard ??s voice as she promised to deal with the asari matriarch. She knew that an asari of that age would be an incredibly powerful Biotic, probably capable of breaking someone without even needing to lay a finger upon them. She only hoped that Shepard knew what she was doing ? She stayed to the sidelines as Captain Anderson and Ambassador Udina talked to the first Human Spectre, folding her arms lightly over her chest as she leaned against the wall. Waiting until the other humans had left, she pushed away and walked over to Shepard, nodding her head. ??Congratulations, Shepard. ? She spoke firmly, ??This should make our pursuit of Saren that much easier. ? "Thanks Tali. It's not going to be easy though. Saren's likely already on the run. He'll be out of the Traverse, and out of council territory, before we can find him. At least in all likelihood."She started walking away from the council room and the other humans. "If you want, you can come with me to C Sec. I can get access to Spectre only equipment there. You might find something that can help us deal with the Geth. You would know them better than I would." "Spectre Only? Shepard, that equipment must be incredibly expensive, are you sure that you would have enough to even purchase it?" Tali questioned, walking alongside the human as they headed away from the Council platform. "I would not say no to that offer, Commander, but do not feel you must go out of your way for me. I am quite efficient in combating the Geth on my own." She said with a smile to her voice.

['Keelah', 'Rayya', 'Fist', 'Tali', 'Zorah', 'Nar']

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My eyes are for you only cousin(Hinatalover1020 X 1hinata28)

Hinata had gone through her normally morning schedule and it was now afternoon time for her to train. Eventually she went for a walk and spotted Naruto training. She was in a tree and leaned against one of the branches quietly as she watched him train. He had only been back for a few weeks. She had just recently turned 15 and it was cold it. It was January no snow on the ground at the moment. Her birthday was a month earlier. Hinata had not noticed anyone watching her and made sure to hide her presence from Naruto. Of course this did not men she took precaution to hide herself from anyone else in the area. Also the area was rather secluded. Chances of anyone being around was slim. Hinata wore a simple pair of pants with a black tank top a white jacket covering it. And of course she wore her ninja headband around her neck. She watched Naruto with her lavender eyes her blackish blue hair blowing in the wind, Smirking as he sat on a treebranch above her he licks his lips.Goddamn... Everyday since he's been back she is up this damn same old same old routine. She needs to learn..Silently falling from the top of the tree downwards, his chakra cushioning his landing so no noise was made he sneaks behind the blue haired girl. "Hinata sama!" He whispers harshly into her ear as his hands grabbed her wrists and held them behind her back, making her palms fall just to his crotch. "What the fuck do you think your doing..." He pulls her closer so she could see his white eyes, Neji's plan of rape was just begining. Hinata nearly leaped out of her skin when he suddenly jumpped down and grabbed her. She blushed deeply and looked at him when he suddenly grabbed her arms. "Um...N Neji Neesan...?" She said quietly in a soft whispered. She began to squirm. "I I am just s sitting here." She said quietly not wanting to attract any attention. Hinata had a feeling she was in trouble. "Sitting here my ass cousin... As a head member you should know not to be a stalker.." He smirks as he pulls her closer, forcing her hands right on his crotch, feeling her palms on his pants, touching his member which throbbed under his clothing. "I I am not a stalker! I... I am just watching him train." She muttered. She had since she was little. Watched him train... though it was also because she liked him. She felt her cousin put her hand on his crotch and she blushed deeply. "W What are you...d doing!" "Hinata... I think its time you learn what being a member of the head family is about, I mean not only are you protected by the branch 24 7 but you are also required to give into some desires of the branch.." He smirks slightly as he kisses her cheek and than her earlobe, whispering softly into her ear. "You better be quite.. You wouldnt want Naruto to find out whats happening would you?"

['Neji', 'Hinata', 'Naruto']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/116584/

ergastulum. (1x1 w/DarkMudkip)

It was just another ordinary day for most in Ergastulum, but Megohime was not having what most would consider a normal day. She lay unmoving on the ground, her entire body aching from the umpteenth beating she had gotten, having receiving them in varying degrees since she had been abducted nearly five days ago. She stared blankly at the vomit on the floor in front of her, having been kicked in the stomach until she was sick on the floor. They wouldn t kill her, not yet, whomever this outfit was, for she belonged to the Tamura family, a small but wealthy outfit with heavy influence in the city.Yukimura has been chain smoking all day, his nerves beyond frazzled, as today was the day he was being sent to one of the local brothels to lose his virginity, it having been a teasing point for almost two years now. He was seventeen, almost eighteen and he hadn t slept with a man nor woman yet. He had been around plenty of women, but he just had never had thoughts about them the way most men would. "She's still breathing, so she didn't kick the bucket yet." One remarked, "You'd think someone would be here for her by now.""Yeah, you'd think, huh?"Sasuke clapped Yukimura's shoulders firmly."Relax, dana, women don't find jitters attractive." He teased. Megohime only moved her eyes to look at the men in the room, her pained and labored breathing the only noise she made. One eye was nearly swollen shut, bloodshot nearly as red as her eyes. She grunted and gnashed her teeth when her head was forced up by one of the man grabbing a handful of her hair. Guess daddy doesn t care much for his brat, huh? He shoved her head back toward the floor with a hoarse laugh. Ahh, I m done with her for today, I m going to get lunch, just make sure she doesn t go anywhere. The man said over his shoulder as he headed for the door, putting a cigarette in his mouth.Yukimura jumped when Sasuke showed up out of no where, nearly fumbling and dropping his cigarette. I I m not nervous..! He sputtered out, then looked away and took a drag. Excited is all. He muttered into his cigarette, trying to put on a brave face. "Bring me back something this time, dickhead." One growled. The other moved to Megohime."You want anything, sweetheart?" He asked mockingly.Sasuke tried not to laugh and pat his shoulders gently."That why you haven't gone inside yet?" Megohime only looked away from him when he got closer to her, a soft scowl on her face, keeping her mouth shut. Her clothes were disheveled, but still in decent condition considering her circumstance only her blouse splattered lightly with blood, and her slacks scuffed with dirt. The only thing keep her restrained was the handcuffs around her wrists, but she didn t need much, these men easily outdid her physically, and the room had no windows.Yukimura cheeks flushed and he put out his cigarette. I was just finishing up. He said, taking a small breath before giving a small, embarrassed nod to Sasuke before heading into the club. Was anyone even going to come for her? It had been a while. Maybe no one was doing what these guys wanted. Maybe they were gonna kill her soon.When he walked in, he was swarmed by barely clad young women, all clammering for his attention. They knew who he was. Who wouldn't want to be a Family's favorite? Megohime knew her father was more than likely conflicted by the situation, as most parents would be, but at the same time he simply couldn t supply anyone for free. She closed her eyes, tired and thirsty, what would happen to her?Yukimura s face felt even hotter than the flesh that was pressed to him, trying his best to avoid looking directly at any of the women surrounding him. What if he couldn t do this? Was something wrong with him? He definitely found women attractive, but when it came to it, he simply got too flustered. "You sure you don't wanna give us what we want?" He asked, leaning over her, "It's real easy.""Yukimura sama!" The madam came over with a smile, "So good to finally have you grace my humble business I have the prettiest girls very clean " She turned her head only slightly, her glare more clear on her face now, and he felt something warm and wet hit him in the face. She had spat a wad of saliva from her mouth, mixed with blood from being hit in the face a nice silent fuck you.Yukimura looked rough the madam, almost audibly sighing in relief when he found her to at least be completely covered. A Ah... Yes, He nodded. Oyakata has already paid in advance.. b but I don t quite know who to choose.. He said with a nervous smile. He scowled and punched her with a full force left hook, "Learn some fucking respect!""I know the perfect one for you." She said and gestured him to follow as she moved up the stairs. Megohime grunted when the hit landed, making her see stars, and her already bruised face throb more. She could already tell that if she was struck anymore in the head, she d be in a bad way, staring ahead with unfocused eyes, tasting blood once again.Yukimura managed to untangle himself from the horde of women around him, following the madam up the stairs quickly, fixing his tie out of anxiety. "Enough, if you beat on her too much,she'll die before we get what we want." The other scolded.She took him toward a door at the end of the hall and knocked."I'm ready!" A voice called from the other side. She opened the door to the dimly lit room and a young woman, maybe as old as him, was sitting on the bed in a pastel ruffled lingerie."Akihime will be good to you." The madam said and firmly shoved him into the room before shutting the door as she left. Megohime closed her eyes to keep herself from vomiting again, her head spinning from the punch.Yukimura cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck, he was next in line as the Takeda family head, surely he had to have more guts than this to face a simple prostitute. He looked to the girl who the madam had called Akihime, and immediately his face flushed red. She was beautiful, soft looking skin, and rather curvy. When she came to, there were more people in the room with her. More people bound like she was."Hey, she's awake again ""It's an honor to meet you, Sanada sama." Her voice was very gentle, she was almost doll like, "I'm honored to help you cross the threshold of manhood. You don't have to worry about being too rough with me..." She blushed and averted her gaze, "I I can handle it...I promise..." Her head was pounding, and her mouth was bone dry what were these people doing there? From what she could see with her limited vision, she knew none of them. Another cry was forced from her when once again she was pulled up by her hair so she was facing the others in the room. Make sure you watch nice and close now He cooed into her ear, holding her jaw firm in his hand. O Oh, please! You don t have to worry, I would never hurt you..! What? This was completely the opposite of what she was expecting, especially from a mobster. He looked a bit rugged, with sharp features and long shaggy hair pulled back into a ponytail away from his face. He had dark brown eyes, and smelled heavily of tobacco, but his expression was kind. "Give us the guns and the drugs we want." He pointed his gun at the head of a young man, who looked beyond terrified.She fought the confusion that tugged at her expression. Really? Well, she wasn't one to judge. "Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable...?" Megohime s eye slowly widened, and she tried to struggle a little, but was held rather firmly in place. She couldn t just say yes, she wasn t the one in charge of the family business, and had no say in the matter. No. She barely managed to choke out.Yukimura looked for somewhere to sit, but there really only was the bed. His heart was pounding, and it felt hot in the room. Ah no... is there anything I could do... to make you more comfortable..? He asked, looking to her. Before the boy could even beg, his brains were splattered all over the floor. A woman screamed in terror and the man moved to another young man."Let's try this again."She blushed and shyly rubbed the spot beside her on the bed, "You could...sit with me..." She muttered bashfully. Megohime flinched at the loudness of the shot, her ears ringing a bit as she watched her captor raise his gun to the next mans head. She did try to look away, but it was no use, her head was held firmly where she was, forcing her to look.Yukimura nodded in agreement, moving and sitting on the bed beside her, swallowing hard. She smelled nice, her perfume a light floral scent. Can I get you anything..? He asked. A A drink? "Give us what we want." He pulled the hammer back and the man flinched in fear, tears pouring down his cheeks.She smiled softly and blushed, "That's very sweet, but that's more for me to do for you, Yukimura sama.." God, andshewas supposed to be the virgin? Megohime felt cold, her vision beginning to tunnel, but all she could to was to barely shake her head in refusal. She couldn t even feel the fingers digging into her jaw, the tension on her hair as she was held firmly in place, she only felt the cold grip of fear.This was torture, what was he supposed to do? Sure the men back at the house had all given him tips, but all of them just feltwrong. He nodded, giving her a glance, clearing his throat and loosening his tie a little to breathe easier. A loud crack echoed and the man dropped dead before the gunman moved to an older woman."No! No, please! I have children, please!" She begged, sobbing hysterically.She stood and got him a drink. Just be patient. It wasn't his fault. There were a ton of guys his age that got first time jitters. "Maybe we could start small...?" She offered, "Would that be easier?" Megohime felt tears drip down her cheeks, and this time she squeezed her eyes shut, refusing to witness another killed. The room reeked of blood and smoke from the gun, and her heart pounded in her ears along with the woman s begging, but still she refused.He watched her pour him a drink, a bit embarrassed at the whole situation, kicking himself for being so shameful. Y Yeah.. He nodded, now was no time to be a coward. He was always called foolhardy, always being the first one to jump into action, and yet here he was, trembling before a woman. "No!! No pl !" Her begging was cut short when the hammer went off on the gun."Are you really so willing to let people die?" The man asked.She handed him his drink and shyly moved into his lap, blushing more, "L Let's start here..." She said softly. She tried to steady her nerves the best she could, she had seen people die before, she had heard their pleas and threats before they had been killed, this was hardly new yet she couldn t. Fuck off. She grunted out, baring her teeth are him.Yukimura took his drink, but his other hand immediately went to holding Akihime steady on his lap. She was even prettier up close, so he couldn t help it when he stared with flushed cheeks. He didn't even repeat his demands this time, he just killed another person. There were two people left, both sobbing and pleading to be let go.She was very soft. She took very good care of her body she had to or no one would buy her. "We can go at your pace...ok?" Megohime didn t watch anymore, kept her eyes closed tight, but she didn t have to. Even after the last two remaining hostages were killed, she kept her eyes shut. The heavy smell of blood in the room made her nauseas, and she didn t want to witness the dead before her. Bitch is coldblooded... But this is useless. The man holding her growled out, clearly frustrated. Contact her old man, tell him he ll be getting his kid back He stood and let Megohime fall to the ground again. One piece at a damn time. Yukimura brought the drink to his lips and finished it off quickly, setting the glass aside before reaching out to gently caress Akihime. He nodded silently as he touched her slowly, running his hand over her hip and up her side. "Sounds good to me." He said as he moved away, "Clean this mess up.""Why do I gotta do it?!" The other growled, "You're the one who killed them!""What are you, five? Just get rid of the bodies, damn."He could feel her shiver under his touch, and she gave a soft sigh of delight, "Is it ok if I kissed you...?" She asked softly. Megohime listened to the two men depart from the room, the door slamming behind them and leaving her alone in the room with the third. This was it, the moment she knew was going to happen regardless of her fathers feeling toward her, Megohime knew he wouldn t give up his pride to simple low lives.He nodded, moving his hand to the small of her back they were rough, Akihime able to feel the callouses on his hands, but his touches were as gentle as ever, as if he was taking special care not to be rough with her. She wrapped her arms loosely around his shoulders and leaned in to gently kiss him. Her lips were as soft as her skin was, they felt nice against his. Yukimura s own lips were surprisingly soft, and after a moment, he kissed her back, moving his hands to her hips and pulling her closer gently. She gave a soft noise and held the kiss for a moment before pulling back, "Was that ok...?" Yukimura nodded breathlessly, looking a bit more relaxed now he leaned forward and kissed her again, this time a bit more firmly. He moved his hands down her hips and to her thighs, caressing them as he made a low noise. She gave a soft noise and kissed back, enjoying the feel of his lips against hers more than she should have. Yukimura tightened his grip for a moment, moving to lay her back against the bed, climbing over her slowly as his kiss became deeper. So, he finally found his courage. She was glad. She wondered what he would be like. Obviously a little sloppy, but that was expected. He was new, and very green around women, but he would lighten up. Yukimura felt himself growing excited, his hands slowly wandering her body, giving light squeezes to her thighs and hips, then the weight of him was gone. He sat just before her, hand over his mouth, breathing a bit heavily. I m sorry it, it doesn t feel right.. He shook his head. I can t do this to you.. She blinked in confusion before starting to laugh a bit, "I didn't think I was so ugly..." She muttered amusedly. No, no! He shook his head, holding up his hands. It isn t your looks! You re beautiful! I just He trailed off with a nervous smile. It doesn t feel right.. I hardly know you.. "That's the point, Yukimura sama.." She smiled softly, "Anonymous sex..." She sat up slowly and smiled, "Daijoubu daiyou...we can just talk.." Yukimura gave her a soft smile. I understand prostitutes.. I guess I m just old fashioned... I d like to get to know you more.. How sweet. "I think I would like that...could I get you another drink?" He nodded. Please, have one yourself if you d like! I don t want to make you uncomfortable I have cigarettes too if you smoke? He offered. "I might have one, thank you.." She said gently as she stood, pouring them both a drink and pulling a robe on to cover herself. Megohime had been laying on the floor for what felt like hours as she listened to the man clean up the bodies in the room behind her, grunting with effort to move them on his own. "So," one knelt before her, "since we ain't heard nothin from your old man, we're just gonna assume he's told us to fuck off. Which means, you gotta die." Megohime brought her eyes up to look at him, but said nothing, only frowning back at him. This was the only result she d be happy with, even if her father had given over what th we had wanted. She wouldn t have lived either way, might as well keep her pride in tact. "She doesn't have to die just yet, calm down." The other said, scowling heavily. Megohime looked from one man to the other. What did they mean? They had just told her she was going to die, why postpone it? "We can have some fun with her first." He moved over and flipped his knife in his hand. Megohime scowled, clenching her jaw and trying to sit up and move away from him. Of course her situation would only worsen her heart started to race, and she did her best to move away from him. "Oh, no." He grabbed her and held her still, "This is for jerking us around the whole time." Megohime felt panic flutter in her chest like a trapped bird, struggling and kicking, trying to shake him loose and escape from his grasp. Don t fucking touch me..! She snarled. "I'll do what I fucking want, bitch." He growled before dragging the knife over her arms. Megohime felt her skin split, shirt cutting easily and blood seeping into the white fabric. She bit back a cry of panic, kicking out at the man, doing her best to free herself from him. He grabbed her ankle, tutting her before digging the knife into her leg. She actually let out a pained scream, seeing white spots in her vision as the blade sunk into her leg easily. She clenched her fists and forced herself to sit up, slamming the cuffs around her wrists into his brow as hard as she physically could, feeling the adrenaline pumping through her veins. He cried out in pain amd the other grabbed her arms, jerking them back."That wasn't nice at all!" Megohime s face reflected her fear and rage as she was forced back onto her back, leg dripping blood onto the floor, and even then she tried to kick the man in the face. She wasn t going to give up a single thing without a fight, even if it meant she ended up in pieces. "Stop fighting so much!" The one holding her growled as the other tried cutting her more. Megohime felt a sharp pain on her side, another cut opened up and leaking blood into her shirt, struggling hard against the two men. It was futile, even if she had her full strength, they far outweighed her. He cut into her a little more, laughing a bit as he did. How sadistic. She felt more blood, more stinging pain as he cut into her again and again. Tears of anger dropped down her cheeks, tears of fear and frustration, fighting as hard as she could against the two men. That's when the knife moved under her shirt and started to slowly cut upwards. Oh no. What was he doing? Time seemed to slow as she watched her shirt cut easily by the knife, and once the knife found its way all the way through her shirt, she snapped. Time seemed to speed up as she jerked hard, managing her hands free from the second man, and snatching the knife from the first. The moments that followed seemed to go by in a blur, and when her brain finally registered anything again, she was on her feet, blood covering her hands. The first man was at her feet, throat wide open and gasping for air. "Y...You bitch!" The other yelled and shot toward her, only to be stopped by a young man that seemed to just appear between them. He had a katana rammed through the man's stomach before ripping it out and letting him drop. Megohime took a step back, nearly stumbling over the dying man on the floor, holding the knife out in front of her. Another one..? Her vision started to darken at the edges, and she tried to fight it. Where did he come from..? She tried to keep her thoughts coherent, but it was hard, the only sleep she had gotten in the last few days was from being knocked unconscious. He turned toward her, his right eye covered by an eyepatch but his left eye was a brilliant blue. He looked bored. Megohime stared back at him, knife clenched in her shaking hands. My body... it won t move... She tried to move forward to defend herself, but she didn't have the strength. Shit... he s going to kill me.. ah... he s a Tag... He could see from her unfocused eyes she was bound to drop at any moment, probably from the blood that was leaking steadily from her leg. She took a step forward, raising the knife, only to fall forward. Fuck... He only watched her silently, a ghost of a scowl on his face. Was he waiting for her to strike? Was it because she was too weak? Why wasn't he doing anything? Megohime felt heavy as she fell forward, watching the man in front of her. Sorry dad... Mom.. Her vision was swallowed up by blackness. Masamune caught her easy and made a noise before setting her down, prying the knife from her hands and doing a quick field patch up before bringing her back. Megohime felt sick, barely managing to open her eyes, vision mostly a blur. Was she dead? It was so bright it made her eyes water, and it was warm, her body not hurting at all. She could see a faint outline, a man in front of her. The sounds of cars filled her ears, but they hardly registered, was she in a car? She let out a faint noise, closing her eyes again and sinking back into darkness. When she finally came back to, she was in her bed, covered head to toe in bandages."Megohime dono...!" It was Kojurou, looking relieved that she was awake, "Yogatta...we were worried." Megohime blinked, one eye obscured from the patch over it to help her healing eye recover. Kojurou.. Her entire body ached, but she wasn t in any serious danger. Was she seriously back home? Don t tell me father actually gave them what they wanted..? Her voice was a bit hoarse, but she could still talk. He frowned softly and lowered his gaze, "No, he did not...demo," he paused and bowed deeply, "please forgive me, I have failed the Tamura family." Megohime stared at Kojurou for a moment before she realized what he was implying. Oh. She said softly, clenching her fists. It hurt her arm to do so, seeing as it was wrapped and in a sling, but she did it regardless, she wanted to feel the pain. Tell me. How did it happen? Her voice was even, calm she wasn t angry at him? Wasn t upset? I want to know all of it. "I had the poloce department hand me the only file on the matter." He said before moving to place it gently beside her, "Please forgive my most heinous of sins." Stop speaking like that. She said quietly and picked up the file with her good hand, placing it on her lap and opening it up. There wasn t much, only a few written documents and a couple of crime scene photos. The photos were of a car rather what was left of it. It was just the burnt out shell of a car, and even with the majority of its distinguishing features burned away, she could tell it was her fathers favorite car. And of the estate? The business, how have things been fairing in my fathers absence? She looked at the photos a moment longer before closing the file and looking to Kojurou. "Well enough, though we will need someone to take lead sooner rather than later." He told her. She set her jaw and let out a breath. I will. She said firmly, looking to Kojurou. There was a meeting scheduled for a few days away all the family heads, I ll be joining them. "I..." He hesitated, "I humbly request we ask to postpone, you are in no condition." I refuse. She said sharply. In three days there will be the meeting of the Four Heads, and I will be there. If I were to do anything less, I d be a disappointment to my father. He bowed his head, "Of course...forgive me.." Will you please prepare me a debriefing for the me She paused, making a face. The man Twilight, the Twilight that came for me, it wasn t you, who was it? She asked. "It was the last thing your father requested before he passed." So, the old man did care. "He hired a Twilight, Date Masamune, to find you." Megohime made a faint noise, running her fingers along the file in her lap. And where is he now? She asked, expression had, showing no emotion. Kojurou exhaled softly, "Just outside." He replied simply. Megohime was taken by surprise at Kojurou s words, expecting the Twilight to be long gone. Bring him in. She said. I d like to see him. He hesitated before nodding, moving to open the door and let Masamune in. The young man entered and moved to stand beside Megohime, looking indifferent. Megohime looked him up and down, recognizing him as the man who had saved her from being killed. She reached out with her good hand, taking his tags in hand and looking them over. My father hired you, huh? She muttered almost to herself, then let go of his tags to look up at him. I assume he paid in advance? "Mhm." He watched her play with his tags quietly, "That ok?" It s fine, if my father was your contract holder, I ve no say in what he does She paused. Did. Shaking her head she moved on from the subject. I only wanted to extend his offer stay on my payroll, accept me as your contract holder and I ll make sure you re taken care of housing, food, pay, celebrer I ll provide it all, as long as you stay by my side and ensure my safety. He didn't miss a beat, "Sure." He answered. Kojurou, on the other hand, looked taken aback."M Megohime dono! Are you certain?!" Kojurou, Her tone was firm. With father and mother both gone, we re left with a power vacuum, and if no one fills that role soon, we ll have have other families on us like flies on crap. I will fill that role, but I can t do it with just you alone. She looked to Kojurou, her expression softer. He s capable. I can t have you going and getting yourself killed just yet, I still need you. He humbled himself and lowered his gaze. "Of course.""So, do I just find a room and drop in it?" Masamune asked flatly. Megohime has to stifle a laugh, turning back to look at him. No, Kojurou can show you to the wing where the employees are housed, they re all furnished relatively the same a bed, a dresser for your clothes, desk. She said. He nodded and glanced at Kojurou, who scowled a bit and bowed to Megohime before leaving the room. Masamune saluted to her before following the older man. Megohime could see the tension Kojurou held with their newest family addition, but she needed more. If she were to not end up like her father, she would need it all: more power, more influence, more muscle and Masamune was going to help with that. She exhaled heavily, touching the file in her lap lightly before laying back, needing to rest up as much as she could before the meeting. When the day came, Masamune sat across from her in the car, quietly holding his katana to his chest. He kept to himself a lot, she noticed. How peculiar. Megohime was still in rough condition, but she was able to be up and around with little issue. She was still covered in cuts and bruises, eyepatch on and arm still in a sling, but other than that, she wore a simple black pinstripe suit. She still was holding onto the file of her parents death, but she hadn t opened it since she first looked at it. "You're certain about this?" Kojurou asked, "It isn't too late to turn back." Who else is going to step up and fill this role? She asked, looking to Kojurou. It s not like I really have any choice, A soft smirk crossed her face. And running away just isn t my style. He smiled softly, "Of course. I'm just concerned for your health." It s only a fracture, and the doctor said I d be able to remove my eyepatch in another day. The car slowed as it pulled up alongside the curb, them having arrived. Masamune climbed out without even waiting, which made Kojurou angry with his lack of respect. Kojurou climbed out and helped Megohime. Megohime didn t seem to care at all that Masamune left the car first, simply exiting the car and making her way toward the doors of an establishment she d seek out of place in a brothel. The name of the building was Bastard, indicated as such by the sign on the front with the letters lit up by lights. Masamune kept quiet as he followed Megohime and Kojurou. They knew where they were going, he was just the new family dog. Megohime knew where she was going, having been with her father to these meetings once or twice. A few of the guards in suits looked a bit unsettled when they saw Megohime, but knew who she was and let her through with merely a nod. The meeting room was the same as she had remembered it last, a bright white room with four white chairs surrounding a table in the center of the room, set with drinks and an ash tray. Megohime moved to the seat her father had sat in, taking a seat without missing a beat. She only sat alone for a little bit before the other three heads came in. Matsunaga was last he usually was. Megohime sat with her legs crossed, watching the other family heads file in and take their respective seats. She recognized Takeda Shingen and his family s next head, Yukimura, Chosokabe Motochika, the guild leader for Twilights, and of course, Matsunaga Hisehide. "How lovely to see you all again." Matsunaga greeted, "I'm glad to see you all well.""Could have fooled me..." Motochika muttered. Yukimura stood just behind Shingen, wearing his hair loose around his shoulders, and a burgundy three piece suit.Megohime lit a cigarette, sitting back in her chair and taking a slow drag, not responding to Hisehide s greeting. "Alright, let's get on with it, what's this about? I'm incredibly busy." Motochika stated flatly. Yes, I d like to start as well. Megohime said, taking her cigarette from her lips. "By all means," Matsunaga smiled softly, "you have the floor." I appreciate the generosity. Megohime said, tossing the file onto the table for the others to look at. I m sure everyone here is aware of my fathers passing. She said. "It was an unfortunate loss. He was a good man." Shingen said gravely. Motochika reached for the file and took it."Yer mom, too?" He asked. Megohime felt a small wave of numbness hit her, but she easily shook it off. Yes, the both of them were killed when a bomb destroyed the town car they were in. Motochika flipped through the file and read it over to himself."This means you are the new family head." Matsunaga remarked, "Congratulations." I see no need, She said, giving a small shake of her head. I m only interested in finding out who killed them. "You sure?" Motochika glanced up at her, "I can find out fast." Megohime gave a nod. I appreciate it, Chosokabe. Let me know what you find. She said. He nodded and closed the file, keeping it on hand."I see you have a new addition to your little family, Lady Dragon." Matsunaga noted, eyes on Masamune. I do, She nodded, snuffing out her cigarette in the ashtray. You usually don t take interest in Twilights, have a change of heart? "Just wondering if there was any ulterior motive to the new face." He replied. Masamune hasn't moved or said a word the whole time, his expression flat and bored. Oh? Do elaborate. She asked, sitting back in her chair, her expression calm, but her eyes told him to choose his words carefully. She knew Matsunaga was not afraid to speak his mind especially if it meant getting under someone's skin."He saved you, did he not? Did you put him on payroll because you had a sort of princess syndrome with him?""That was out of line!" Kojurou blurted out angrily. Megohime held her hand up to silence Kojurou, her expression remaining the same. I m sure you can understand, even with no Twilights on payroll, when one finds a good weapon, it s most wise to attain it before it is lost. "Of course, I agree." He replied. Masamune scratched his inner ear with his pinkie and sniffed, not seeming to be bothered that he was the topic of interest, or shame. Shingen folded his arms."Not to take away from Matsunaga's odd Q A, with you as the new head, we should expect regular and uninterrupted weapons shipments, Megohime dono?" Of course. Megohime nodded. All contracts stand as they are, I see no reason to change or halt any shipments. She answered Shingen, looking to him. The delivery dates shall remain the same as well, but the locations will change, just as a precaution in case anyone else is being targeted. He nodded, "I understand. I will trust Yukimura with the pick up, as I always have." Megohime gave a nod, Yukimura bowing his head in acknowledgement, remaining quite. The meeting went on as it usually did and things were concluded before everyone was allowed to leave. Masamune put his katana across his shoulders and hung his arms from the ends."So all that was was some stuffy b.s. about who sucks whose dick?""Date!" Kojurou snapped but the young man didn't seem threatened. Megohime had to stifle a laugh, a smirk slowly spreading across her face as they made their way to the car. Of course, She said with a nod. You know how us important people are. "Was there a point?" He asked dully, "Is there ever a point?" There is. She said with a nod. Although, I myself wonder why some meetings are held. She muttered almost to herself. He made a noise and climbed into the car with her and Kojurou. Nana worked at at one of the few local orphanages, one specifically made for housing orphaned Twilight children. She herself was heavily pregnant, carrying her lovers child and due any day now. She was out with two children, taking them out to enjoy the nice weather. She held their hands in hers, her wispy black hair pulled into a pony tail, her bangs framing her face. They were so young. Too young. It happened way too fast for her to register. There was a loud pop and the little girl on her right fell like she had tripped, blood seeping through the back of her clothes. Then another pop, and the boy on her left barely let out a scream before he too fell to the ground. Their hands slipped out of hers and Nana watched the boy fall, then looked to the girl. Ch...Cho..?! She quickly fell to her knees and scooped up the girl before turning to the boy. Micah..? She could feel the blood on her hands, seeping into her clothes she turned to look at the assailants behind her, eyes wide. The dying children before her both had tags around their necks, but Nana had nothing she wasn t a Twilight. W...What have you done..!? She shouted at them, tears streaming down her face. She was too shocked to be scared for her own safety, instead, trying to gather up both children to try and rush them to a doctor. They re only children..! She had always been so cautious, always traveled the back alley ways with the children, made sure they were safe, and look at what had happened. As soon as she got up, there was a white hot pain in her leg. One of them had shot her in the leg."A Tag is still a Tag. And we don't appreciate sympathisers." Nana stumbled and collapsed to her knees, dropping the limp body of Micah, Cho starting to slip from her grasp as well. She let out a strangled cry of pain, blood leaking into the skirt of her dress. The pain was excruciating, and she now feared for her unborn child she was only five months pregnant, and though it was obvious she was pregnant, it was clear the men didn t care. "Especially one that likes to go around fuckin' Tags, too. We seen you with that big fuck who runs the guild. Disgusting!" They fired another round into her and hit her in the back. Nana felt like she had been punched hard in the back, the shot going through her shoulder and out her chest. She fell forward, still trying to clutch the whimpering girl in her hands, watching her own blood dripping onto the ground in front of her. Another shot, this time much lower. She felt it through the small of her back and the burning pain seeped into her belly. Cho jerked a bit before suddenly falling limp, her final breath exhaling passed her lips. Nana let out a sob, unable to keep herself up anymore, slumping forward on top of the children. She couldn t move like she wanted to, only able to reach out and touch both children, caressing the boys cheek and holding the girl close. "How fucking gross." They moved toward her and kicked her away from the children, "You're a disgrace!" Nana cried out when she was kicked, being separated from the two children, unable to fight back. She could feel that she was bleeding, a warm puddle of blood pooling beneath her. He shot into her stomach, scowling heavily, "Probably his fucking baby in there." Nana only lurched, staring up at the sky with tunneled vision, only feeling the hits of the bullets but none of the pain at this point. Blood trickled from her mouth, struggling to breathe as blood came up her throat. She could only feel the pressure of them kicking and stepping on her, could hear them laughing like she was underwater. She was so tired, her limbs heavy and her body numb, so she just closed her eyes and let herself fall into darkness. "...na! Do...ie! ...ke up!" That sounded like Motochika, but he was so far away. It was so cold, she was so heavy. Nana just wanted to sleep, she was so tired, who was calling to her? She barely managed to open her eyes, but her vision was blurry. Coughing up another mouthful of blood, she only wheezed in response. As she faded in and out, she could vaguely feel herself moving. Where was she going? Was she dead? Was her spirit moving on? What about Motochika? Nana was semi conscious for a moment more before she was consumed by the same darkness once more. When she finally came to, pounding headache and body pain galore, she was in the hospital attached to various machines with the sole purpose of keeping her alive. Nana s vision was so fuzzy she could only make out vague shapes. Was she still alive? How much time had passed? She let out a pained moan, trying to look around to see where she was. "Nana...!" A large, familiar hand grasped hers with an odd gentleness. It was Motochika, of course it was. "Thank fuck...I was so worried when you didn't wake up..." Her memories were so jumbled, only remembering bits and pieces. When I wouldn t wake up..? She croaked out, finally managing to find his blurry figure beside her. What happened..? "I found you half dead in some alley...Micah and Cho..." He squeezed her hand gently, "Fuck, I'm so sorry I wasn't there.." Oh, that was right, she had been attacked when she was out with some of the kids from the orphanage. Her vision blurred more as tears filled her eyes. Why...? She asked him, her bruised face contorting as she fought her tears. They were only children... He shook his head, "I don't know...there are many who would rather see us Twilights wiped out. I only wish the children were spared.." Nana felt her heart sink, her child, was it ok? She remembered being shot multiple times, twice in the stomach. I m sorry.. She started to sob weakly. I couldn t protect him.. I couldn t protect our child..! Motochika felt his whole body go numb. He alreasy knew the fate of their child. He had to be removed, barely big enough to fit in Motochika's hand. He had never been so angry and so heartbroken in his life."It wasn't your fault, Nana...none of it was..." I couldn t protect them, I couldn t save any of them..! She cried, squeezing his hand weakly. He moved and carefully held her, petting her hair gently amd letting her cry. Megohime s physical condition was slowing improving, her wounds mostly healed into bruises at that point, arm out of the sling. She was often busy with work solidifying her fathers work before his death, continuing gun and drug shipments, as well as keeping her own people peaceful.Yukimura surely couldn t find much interesting in a prostitute, but he couldn t help but find himself thinking about her often, she kept him up at night. He found himself blushing at her image, and sometimes aching for attention. Masamune wasn't always seen around the estate. In fact, he was rarely seen at all. He didn't like having eyes on him, so he would find the most isolated areas he could on the grounds and hide there until his spot was discovered before going to a different one. Kojurou didn't really care for him, finding him standoffish and rude.Akihime was a rather interesting young woman. Who knew how long she had been in the game. But she seemed gentle and kind, even if that was just the fetish she played into. He would find himself back at Bastard, going to her room and sitting with her. Being with her. It made him forget about the gang life for a short while. Yukimura would come, bringing cigarettes and sometimes food to eat. They were more like dates than anything else, Yukimura still paying for her time in full. He enjoyed her time, often requesting to listen to music with her, or listening to her stories.Megohime was kept rather busy, often having to pass work off to Kojurou to keep up. That day she was delivering a special shipment to Motochika s guild, this time planning to take it to him in person. Akihime loved having Yukimura visit her, she thought he was sweet for a gang head. Not at all what she imagined a gang leader to be. Sometimes they would actually leave and go on actual dates. They had to be careful, obviously it didn't look good for a him to be seen in public with a whore, but she liked being outside with him. She was growing a crush on him, he was a genuine guy.Masamune followed her, Kojurou stuck at home to keep up with her paperwork. He had his sword over his shoulders, looking bored as he usually did. He didn't know this is what he would be signing up for when he joined up with her. Oh well as long as he got to kill people eventually, he didn't care. Yukimura didn t so much mind being seen out in public with a prostitute, almost like he had simply forgotten. She knew though, knew that he wasn t always so kind, he could see it in his hands, scarred over the knuckles, and in his eyes.Megohime had armed herself with a pistol, hidden under her arm, covered by her suit jacket. This shouldn t take but an hour, just a simple shipment, just across town. Megohime said to Masamune as they walked to the car. Part of her wanted to see that rougher side of him, just so she could say she did. But the other part didn't want this image of him ruined, she wanted to always see this gentle side of him. He didn't feel like a ganger when he was with her like this. He felt like a young man just trying his best in life."Yeah, sure thing, boss.." Masamune replied, "Are we meeting the mountain himself or just his underlings?" Yukimura had a cigarette hanging from his lips, unlit still, as if he hadn t yet made up his mind if he wanted to smoke it or not. Do you have tomorrow to yourself as well? He asked, looking to her, long hair pulled up into a neat ponytail that day. Unfortunately he s indisposed, so we ll only be meeting his subordinates, but that s fine with me. She said with a slight shrug as she got into the back seat, the driver waiting for them, the supply trucks behind in wait as well. She smiled and nodded, "Yes, I was lucky enough to get my rest days back to back. So you can have me all to yourself again." She replied happily.Masamune sat across from her, hugging his katana to his chest. "Cool. Probably busy still diggin' around about your parents." He said flatly. Blunt as ever. Yukimura s cheeks flushed a bit, hardly noticeable, nodding and smiling. I m glad, it gives me an excuse to get out. His smile was almost goofy, hardly the face of a gangster. I d much rather spend time with you. Megohime didn t show if she was upset or not, the car pulling away. Ah, no, he s busy tending to a personal matter. She actually blushed before her smile grew a little, "That's really sweet of you to say. I enjoy my time with you much more than I do at Bastard.."He made a noise, his eye on her but it felt like he wasn't reallylooking at her. His gaze always seemed like it was a thousand miles away. "Bummer." Yukimura pulled his gaze away, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked up at the sky. I was thinking... Maybe you could come work for the Takeda not as a prostitute! We always need more bodies, people to help care for those who can t help themselves. We house a lot of orphans, people who ve been crippled.. Megohime made a soft noise in agreement, studying Masamune for a moment. He was always so lifeless, almost like a doll, his eye was empty, face expressionless. She gave a hum, a soft thoughtful sound. "It sounds nice, Yukimura sama, but...I don't know, I like it at Bastard...I've been there for a long time, I don't know anything else...""How's life as a gang boss treating you?" He asked, his eye lifting just a bit to lock her gaze. Yukimura looked back at her with a kind smile, but she could see he was saddened by her refusal. I understand, I only wish for you to know our door is always open to you. Megohime held his gaze, one eye still bruised and bloodshot. Not much has changed, just more work, more responsibilities. She hugged his arm and smiled genuinely, "Arigatou...perhaps sometime I can make a house visit?" It was a gentle joke, but the implication was there.He blinked slowly, his expression never changing, "Ever think about just leaving?" Yukimura s cheeks flushed, not trying to push or pull away from Akihime, enjoying her affections. I think that d be nice. He admitted. I... no, I can t. She shook her head. There s too much work for me to do, I can t just leave it all behind. She smiled more, "All you have to do is call, and I'll be right over...""Hey, Akihime!" There was a group of men passing by, whistling and calling to her. Her grip on Yukimura's arm tightened and she looked over at them nervously."N...Not today, I'm already with a client...""Yeah, but you won't be with him all day ""Sure you could." He stated, "Just get up...and leave." Akihime was a scowl cross Yukimura s face, hardly there, but she still saw it. Today is Akihime s day off. He said simply, tone light, despite the edge on his face.Megohime again shook her head. And go where? Do what? All of my ties are here. She said. "If she gets enough requests, they'll make her work." He said and the others chuckled. Akihime frowned and looked to Yukimura."Ne, let's just leave..." She muttered."Start fresh." He said, "New place, new name, new start." Yukimura kept his eyes on the men for a moment longer, the men left a bad taste in his mouth, and he didn t want his day with Akihime cut short. I ve already got her for the day, please leave us alone. Megohime looked like she was thinking it over, but she only shook her head again. Can t. She said, looking out the window as they turned onto the road where the drop off location was. "What are you gonna do about it?""You're barely a man. You still got a baby face." They laughed and Akihime stood."That's enough...! Do you even know who you're talking to?""Do we look like we care? C'mon, baby, let's go." The man grabbed her arm and gave a tug, causing her to stumble forward."Not with that fuckin' attitude..." He muttered, his head falling back against the seat, "I could go with ya, if you wanted.." Yukimura scowled heavily and moved forward, putting a hand on the mans chest and shoving him back firmly he was surprisingly strong for someone so slender. Take your hand off of her. He said.Megohime s face dropped, expression surprised he had actually shocked her, was he serious? She could feel her heart racing, and it almost felt like her face was getting hot, thankfully they had arrived. She opened to door and stepped out. You can wait in the car if you want, this shouldn t take long. He scowled after he regained his footing."She ain't your exclusive whore, asshole. She exists to fulfill a need. And Ineedto fuck.""Oh yeah. She's got the softest ass I've ever had." The others snickered and Akihime frowned. She wasn't really bothered by their comments they were right, after all, despite how vulgar they were. She was just embarrassed they were said in front of Yukimura.Masamune scowled a bit and climbed out to follow her."If I weren't needed, I wouldda stayed home." He muttered. Akihime didn t even register it at first, but her brain clicked moments after. Yukimura had swung over Akihime s head, punching the man who made the comment about Akihime, hitting him square in the face and knocking him to the ground.Megohime watched him, letting out a soft sigh, he only seemed to grow more and more irritable, but she said nothing, only approaching the men who stood in wait as her men unloaded the trucks. Thank you gentlemen for keeping this appointment, it s a shame what happened to Lady Chosokabe. "Ah!! Son of a bitch!! My nose!!"Her eyes widened before she fully registered what was going on."Y Yukimura sama...!""You dick!" The first swung hard but sloppily towards Yukimura, not even caring if Akihime was in the way."Yeah, it's put Motochika in terrible straits." The Tags she was meeting with looked tense and out of sorts, at least to Masamune. He didn't like the vibe he was getting. Yukimura saw the man aiming a punch for Akihime, and on purpose or not, it sent him over the edge. He stepped between Akihime and the man, taking the hit head on, not moving an inch. Blood dripped down from his nose, the mans fist against it, but he too held something to the mans head. Slowly he pulled back the hammer on his revolver, an old and battered looking colt, but it was real alright. I humbly request you respect Akihime s day off. He said lowly, tone cold but calm.Megohime chalked the men s demeanor up to what had happened to Nana, just wanting to finish up with this run. Give Chosokabe my condolences, I ll ensure you ll have what supplies you need during this time. She said, bowing her head slightly. He froze, eyes wide in terror, before carefully pulling his fist back from Yukimura's face."W...Wait...Yukimura...? L Like...Sanada Yukimura...?""O Oh shit...oh shit!!" The other two panicked and booked it before the guy Yukimura had at gunpoint fled too."Yukimura sama!" Akihime swung around and carefully pressed her handkerchief to his nose, "Are you ok...? Does it hurt...?""Yeah...thanks...""Boss." Masamune's English was jarring, but it grabbed her attention rather quickly, "They got other plans for the shipment." Yukimura uncocked the hammer, returning the gun to its holster and looking down at Akihime with a slight smile. I don t think it s broken, but Sasuke won t be happy I got blood on my shirt again. Megohime s eyes narrowed slightly, glued on the Tags in front of her, she only knew a bit of English, but not very much. I assume Motochika will be paying his bill the same as always? She said calmly, not trying to alert them. She cleaned the blood from his face before suddenly kissing him, cupping his face gently. Yeah, they had kissed when they first met, but this one felt different."Y...Yeah...of course." The Tag answered, glancing at his friend."Motochika never skimps out on payment."Masamune hadn't gripped his katana so tightly before, his muscles tense and ready for action. Yukimura perked for a moment, then leaned down a bit, putting a hand on the back of her head gently, kissing back.Megohime gave a nod, watching them with eerie red eyes, waiting for her payment to be brought to her as the last of the supplies were offloaded. She held the kiss for a moment longer before pulling back slowly."Thank you...that was probably the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me..." She muttered, "You didn't have to stick up for me at all, but you did..."The Tag reach into his jacket, as if to grab the payment, though instead he pulled out a gun and shot Megohime in the shoulder. Masamune wasn't expecting them to start off shooting, so he wasn't able to react in time to stop it. Yukimura s cheeks were flushed red, keeping his hand on the back of her head. You deserve to be treated with respect.. He said softly.Megohime wasn t expecting to be shot, so when she was hit, she was nearly knocked off her feet. She was in shock, but quickly reached for her gun, only to quickly be struck again, this time by the butt of a rifle. She smiled, albeit a little sad, "I'm just a prostitute, nothing special..."Masamune reacted quickly after that, his katana slashing clean through the rifle and cutting it apart."Wh What the...?""Oi," Masamune flashed his Tag A 3 his eye wild, "you made a huge fucking mistake." He shook his head slightly. I find you just the opposite, Akihime. You re special to me. She said with a gentle smile. Shit! Go! Go! One of the men with the two who had attacked Megohime took off as soon as he saw Masamune s tags, a look of terror on his face.Megohime had been knocked to the ground the second time she was struck, blood dripping from the gash above her eyebrow, getting into her eye and blinding her partially. She could hear the screams of the men as Masamune cut through them easily. She blushed and hid her face in his chest, "Charmer..." She muttered, "For someone who can't talk to girls, you sure know how to make 'em swoon.."Masamune was like lightning, anyone that moved or pulled a weapon on him was easily cut down. Even for a level three ranking, he nearly matched Kojurou in skill. He left one of them alive, surrounded by the bodies of his friends. He pointed his blade under the man's chin, eye locking him in place."You good, boss?" Masamune asked, "Whadda ya want me to do with him?" Yukimura moved his hands to her shoulders, holding her gently but firmly to his chest. You re the first thats ever said something like that.. He said with a soft laugh.Megohime had to use the side of the truck to stand, wiping blood out of her eye or at least trying to. Don t kill him, we re taking him with us. He can tell Chosokabe himself what happened here. She growled out, shoulder burning with a vengeance, but it was only a flesh wound. She laughed softly and looked up at him with a smile, "I'm a lot of firsts, it seems.." She remarked teasingly, "Not that I mind..""Get the fuck up." Masamune growled and the man staggered to his feet, his knees weak from fear. Masamune kept him at the point of his blade as he forced him to the car."Kojurou won't be happy..." I m sorry. He admitted with an embarrassed smile. I don t mean to be like every other client you have, taking all your firsts. Megohime dropped into her spot in the car and ordered the shocked driver to return to the estate. I know. She gritted through her teeth as she did her best to remove her coat without causing too much pain to herself. She shook her head, "I don't mind at all...you're the only one to make me feel like a person...not an object..."Masamune kept the man seated before reaching to help her remove her coat, "Keep pressure on it. We'll be home soon enough." Yukimura felt a little sad at her words, but knew it was just her circumstance. Do you not have any family? He asked.Megohime nodded, using her jacket to press against her wound. At least it looked like a clean shot, but she had no way of telling if she had broken a bone or nicked an artery. She shook her head, "They all died during the war years ago..." She answered, "The girls at the brothel are my family now..."Masamune kept his gaze on the Tag, almost like a protective dog guarding Megohime. How odd. He hadn't even been with her for very long. I m sorry, it was insensitive of me to ask. He said softly. I m sorry for your loss. Megohime wasn t bleeding heavily, but her shirt and coat were surely ruined. When the arrived at the estate, Megohime ordered Masamune to take the man to one of the empty bedrooms and keep an eye on him until Motochika got there, heading straight to the medic she had on site. She told the staff who saw her to not to alert Kojurou and that she was fine, despite half her face behind covered in blood, and to contact Chosokabe at the hospital. She smiled softly and shook her head again, "Don't be sorry...the wound has long healed. It wasn't insensitive at all.."Masamune sat outside Megohime's room, his arms crossed over his chest as he waited. He knew Kojurou long enough that the older man would find out what happened sooner or later. He was good at getting information from people. Megohime had her brow stitched up, and her shoulder wound patched up before she went to change out of her bloody clothes, stopping when she saw Masamune outside her doors. She blinked at him, then motioned for him to stand. You re covered in blood, you should clean up. She said, tone holding a gentleness he wasn t used to. He looked up at her before pushing himself up, "Had to make sure you were good first." He answered. Megohime was surprised yet again by his words, why did his attitude suddenly take a turn for the better? She wasn t complaining, but it was strange. Other than being bashed in the face by a gun, the doctor said I was extremely lucky, maybe it s because I had you there. "Yeah, maybe..." He mused his expression was still so blank, "Wouldn't be doing my job if my boss died..." Megohime s eyes saddened a bit, but her expression remained the same nodding, she moved to her door to open it, pausing with her hand over the door handle. Thank you. She said softly. "I'm glad...you know, that you weren't hurt...so bad..." He seemed to struggle a bit saying that, like it was hard for him to express worry, "And...sorry I let you get...shot.." Megohime turned, and for a second it almost seemed like she would be mad at Masamune, reaching out for him. She rested her hand on his shoulder, offering a slight smile, almost like it too was a struggle for her. Just keep me alive for now, a little pain is good. She sounded almost like she was joking, then she was gone, closing the door behind her so she could change in preparation of meeting with Motochika. He scratched his head before his shoulders slouched before heading off. Megohime had hoped Kojurou wouldn't find out, but a lot of the servants liked to talk, and he caught wind quickly. He rushed to Megohime's room and knocked quickly."Megohime dono!" Megohime had just finished changing out of her bloody shirt and put on a clean one when Kojurou came knocking at her door. Kojurou, I m fine, She opened the door, straightening out her hair. The doctor already cleared me. "What happened?! Why didn't Date do his job?!" Oh, he was furious and worried all wrapped into one, "You could have died!" He did he job fine enough, I m still alive and have all my limbs. She dismissed his worries easily, a slight scowl setting on her face. It s who tried to kill me that concerns me one of Chosokabe s men. "Chosokabe...? You don't think he would..." He scowled lightly and shook his head, "No, Chosokabe is not that kind of man." Wether or not he is, his men tried to kill me as payment for our guns. She said, moving around Kojurou to head for her office. "What will you do?" He asked as he followed her. Megohime s scowl only grew. I m inviting him over, what else? She said, entering her office and moving to a cabinet beside the desk. "To discuss what happened?" He asked, standing in the door. He then realized the lack of privacy and stepped in further, shutting the door behind him. Of course. She said, retrieving something from the cabinet before closing it again. Please arrange for his arrival. She said as she moved to the desk, setting out a small white cloth on top. Kojurou stared at the cloth for a good minute, like he knew what it was, before bowing and leaving the office. Megohime was angry, part of her knew Motochika was a decent man, but she couldn t simply ignore the actions of his men, and she couldn t entirely rule out that it hadn t been on his order. It would be a while, a couple hours maybe, before Motochika finally showed up. Kojurou escourted him into the office and Megohime could see Masamune try to peek in over the Ogre's shoulder before forced back by Kojurou, shutting the door to give them privacy."Ya wanted to see me, Ryuu neechan? Ya gotta make it quick, I don't like leavin' Nana on her own right now." Megohime s face was calm, but her eyes flashed anger. I m sorry to hear about Nana, may she have a quick recovery. She said, motioning for the older man to sit in the chair across from her. He took a seat without missing a beat, "So, what did you need, Ryuu neechan?" He asked, not really noticing the cloth. I m assuming since you haven t brought it up, you don t know. She reached into her coat and pulled out a slender, long object, setting it on the desk and pushing it toward him. While delivering your shipment personally, your men thought they would pay me with a bullet to the shoulder. Now I m assuming it was meant for my head, but lucky for me, your men aren t the best with guns. He could see it now, the bruised gash over her eyebrow that had been newly stitched up, the bandages around her shoulder peeking out from under her shirt. "What?" He looked taken aback, "Are you serious? I had...no idea at all." A scowl set on his face and he stood, kicking the chair back and bowing low to the floor. Megohime still didn t look satisfied, no this wasn t enough, not even close. The object she had placed onto the desk clattered to the floor before Motochika, and now that it was before him, he could see exactly what it was. A tanto knife, an old one at the looks of it a dark wooden sheath and handle with glossy finish, it was old fashioned, and he knew exactly what it was for. I ve kept one for you your man one of the ones who tried to steal my shipment and kill me. I thought you d want to hear it directly from his mouth. He stared at the tanto before taking it in his hand, standing and unsheathing it. Without so much as a stutter, he put his hand on the desk and cleanly cut off the upper half of his pinkie. He didn't flinch, he didn't scream, he just stood there."I will personally see to fully correcting this wrong done to you." This seemed to quell the fire in Megohime s eyes, and without so much as a grimace, she reached forward and took the severed bit of Motochika s finger, setting it in the cloth and wrapping it up. I appreciate it. Please do see that you have trustworthy men retrieving your shipment this time. What a horrible girl, hardly twenty and she was already asking for fingers, she truly lived up to her family s name, she really was a dragon woman. He covered hia bleeding finger and nodded, "Of course. Where is this man you have held in your custody?" She looked to Kojurou, nodding her head slightly. Return his man to him, I m sure Chosokabe will take care to see his own man home. Kojurou nodded and Motochika bowed his head before leaving with Kojurou. Masamune peeked in, like a curious child, and noticed the blood."Stone cold, boss." Megohime looked to him as she stood. He s lucky I didn t ask for more. She muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose her head still throbbed from the hit of the gun to her head, she had been hit by a Tag after all. It s just business, he knows that. "What are you gonna do with his digit? Put it in a jar?" He asked, moving further into the room. Mm, maybe feed it to the dogs? He couldn t tell if she was kidding or not, her expression now of one of fatigue. She looked tired and worn, but that was to be expected after being shot, adrenaline wearing off and all. She stood silently for a moment before looking to him. Were you injured? He shook his head, "Nah, not really. They weren't strong enough." I m glad. She said, then moved to the door of the office. You can have the rest of the day to yourself, I m going to rest.. "You sure?" He followed her for a little bit before stopping in the hallway, "If ya got a concussion, you shouldn't go to sleep." She stopped in front of her door. I ll be alright, I m just going to lay down. Megohime didn t know why, but having Masamune show his worry for her made her chest feel heavy. "Don't fall asleep...I'll make the old guy check on you." Old guy? Kojurou? "I mean it." Her cheeks flushed stop, why the hell was she feeling like this? Why was she feeling like this? I promise. She looked over her shoulder at him, studying his face to see if she saw anything. He looked almost like he was pouting, hands in his pockets as he stared her down, "Good...ok." She turned her head away, opening the door and going into her room. She drew the curtains shut and took off her pants and coat, kicking her shoes off before crawling into bed. She was tired, and her body ached, shoulder still burning like hell. She pulled her blankets over her head, curling up in bed. Kojurou had left with Motochika to receive the payment for the shipment for the weapons. Megohime was in no condition to go, so he took it upon himself to go in her stead. Motochika didn't like being gone from Nana for so long, so he didn't care how the payment was made. The Guilds main building was huge, like a fortress of steel, surrounded by the Safe Zone for Tags. There were plenty of refugees, poor, young and old, and it only got worse when Kojurou actually arrived at the main building. Three large trucks were parked out front, unloading several dozen people, ranging all ages. Some were loaded out on stretchers, some on their own feet, many sick or wounded, some even had shackles still around their wrists. "What...is this...?""This is what happens when close minded people get their way. These are the Twilights that lost everything thanks to stupid, petty, hateful humans." Motochika said before nudging his head, "C'mon, this way.." Some were wounded grievously, some on the stretchers looking dead, one woman had bandages around her head and chest, blood soaking through the bandages. Kojurou made sure their images were burned into his mind, so he wouldn't forget just how cruel the world was to people like him. As he passed the woman, he saw her unfocused copper eyes, almost lifeless, blood covering her face and staining her long blonde hair. He frowned heavily and followed Motochika to his office to get the payment for the shipment."Megohime dono expresses her sincerest gratitude." Kojurou said, bowing. Motochika nodded slightly."Course she does.." He said, "Wish her well for me.""Of course." Kojurou bowed again and moved to leave. There was low chatter throughout the building, a few Tags nodding to him as he left, some even bowing their head in respect. As he was going down a long corridor, he felt something fall into him, knocking him back out of surprise. He had barely seen what had knocked him over, only a blur from one of the doorways. He felt something on top of him, heard the soft shifting of cloth, then felt something warm press to his lips. Good hair curtained around his head, and he felt the person straddle him, then hands at his belt. Gastou.. It was the woman he had seen when he had come in minutes before, on top of him, looking down with tears, unfocused eyes. I can still fight, I can still be useful to you... so please, please don t leave me behind again.. She begged in a weak voice. She was so injured, her head was wrapped heavily in bandages, and it seemed like all of her limbs too were wrapped heavily in blood stained bandages. She fumbled with his belt, even trying to work on his zipper, not seeming to notice the man she was on top of wasn t Gastou. His eyes widened in alarm and his face lit up a dark red."M Madam, my name is not Gastou...! P Please do not undress me..!" He panicked, grabbing her hands gently and pulling them away. She looked confused and saddened, trying to reach for his belt again. I promise I can still fight...! Ah! There she is..! Two of Motochika s men came rushing over, two medics. Forgive us Katakura dono..! She s really ill..! They moved over, helping to pull her off of Kojurou, careful of her wounds. She hasn t had celebrer for a long time, and she s suffered a terrible head injury, we assure you it won t happen again! They bowed to him again and again. Kojurou pushed himself up and dusted himself off, fixing his pants and making sure there wasn't a malfunction."No, it's quite alright. Will she be alright? Does she need more medical aid?" One man helped Jin down the hall as one stayed behind to speak with Kojurou. We ve done all we can for the moment, she just needs time to heal. It s up to her now. He said with a soft frown. He made a noise, "Allow me to send one of our medical professionals over. I do not doubt the quality in which Motochika employs, but I wish to help in any way possible." We d be most grateful for the extra help, we re short staffed as it is for the medic bay, and anyone who can help is welcomed. He said with a bow.Grimy hands grabbed at Megohime, unseen figures hidden in shadows holding her down, keeping her from escaping as she struggled and fought, all in vain. Sharp knives sliced her skin, sunk into her stomach and tore her shirt as it split open her belly. She couldn t scream, mouth gagged, they were going to defile her as she was butchered she couldn t breathe it was so hot, thoughts clouded.Megohime laid in bed, sweating heavily and grimacing in her sleep, soft whimpers escaping her as her nightmare continued. Kojurou bowed his head, "I'll send him over as soon as possible."With Kojurou gone, Masamune couldn't really send him in to check on Megohime. So he went in to check on her himself. He peeked into her room and saw her in distress and scowled faintly, moving into the room."I told her not to go to sleep." Megohime was laying in bed, tangled in her blankets, and sweating heavily. Her face was flushed, twisted in a grimace, muttering softly under her breath. He could hear what she was saying, mutteringnoover and over. She actually looked scared, he had never seen that expression on her face. She gripped the sheet tightly, brow furrowing. Stop..! Her anguish came out in her words, breathing becoming more ragged. He hesitated, should he try waking her? He did tell her not to sleep. He warned her. As if Megohime felt his presence, she woke with a start, sitting bolt upright with a gasp, her hand gripped tightly around the pistol under her pillow. "Hey." His voice was flat as he looked down at her, but he looked a little worried, "I told you not to fall asleep." It took Megohime a moment to recognize who it was standing in her room, but when she saw it was Masamune, she let go of her gun. What are you doing in here..? She asked, rubbing the sweat from her forehead, feeling woozy. "I told you I would have you checked on. The old man ain't back yet, so I had to do it." He told her, "I warned you, ya know...ya didn't listen." Megohime let out a scoff, resting her hands in her head. Didn t do it on purpose.. She muttered, sounding a bit out of sorts, had she been drinking? It didn t smell like liquor, and neither did she. He moved closer, eye squinting a bit, "You ok? Ya got a concussion?" She picked her head up to look at him. I m fine... it s just hot as hell in here, She pulled the blankets off herself. And stuffy, in opening the window... She stood, moving to the window, only to stumble and fall to her knees. The room was spinning, and it felt like she was wearing snow clothes in the summer. "Hey, whoa..." He moved to help her up, grabbing her upper arm to keep her from falling forward, "What happened? You ok?" She didn t shrug him off, having to close her eyes to keep the spinning at bay. I m fine... Just a bit tired.. She struggled to stand, but managed to do so. Up close, Masamune could now clearly see Megohime was drenched in sweat and flushed red. "Boss, you look like shit." He said bluntly before putting her arm over his shoulder, "Let's go to the doc." No, no, I m fine, I just need to rest.. She muttered, but feeling too weak to fight him. Just help me back to bed.. He shook his head, "Old man would make you see the doc, so we're going." He said and carefully walked her out of her room. Megohime let out an irritated groan, but let him help her down the hall, having to mostly lean against him to keep from tripping and falling. Had she not been so sick, she would've been embarrassed about the fact that their body s were pressed against one another, but she could hardly keep a coherent thought. He brought her to the doctor and set her on one of the beds, stepping back and letting the man work. Megohime protested a bit, but the old doctor shut her down quickly. Looks like a fever on top of a mild concussion. He grunted. Megohime avoided Masamune s gaze. You ll need to rest for now, I ll get you something to combat the fever. Masamune was staring at her like he wanted to say "I told you so" but stayed quiet for a moment or two."No sleeping." I know.. Megohime grumbled, rolling onto her side, pulling the covers up to her nose. She heard something scrape against the floor, and glancing over she saw Masamune had pulled up a chair beside her. Megohime turned a bit so she could see him easier, brows furrowed in confusion. What are you doing..? She asked softly. "Sitting." He replied simply, "Making sure you don't fall asleep." You don t have to... it isn t your job to babysit me when I m sick. Why? Why was he doing this again? Her chest ached, and she wasn t entirely sure if it was from the fever or not. "I'm not. I'm making sure you stay awake. That ain't babysitting." He told her. Megohime stared for a moment longer, then turned back over, back to him. When the doctor finally returned with the medicine, he did another check up on Megohime. Well, it doesn t seem like you have any adverse effects along with your concussion, so sleeping should be fine. Megohime took the medicine and gave a small nod, laying down again as the doctor left them alone. "I'm gonna sit here anyway, if that's cool." Masamune said, looking up at the old man. The old doctor gave a grunt and a nod. Should be fine, as long as the missus allows so. He said, then turned to leave. You can stay. Megohime said softly, staring at the wall and feeling her hear beat heavily in her chest. "Wasn't gonna leave anyway, regardless..." He mumbled, getting comfortable. Thank you. She spoke so softly he almost didn t hear her, Megohime rolling over in bed to face him. Please don t leave me alone.. It was surprising, seeing her so vulnerable, tone almost shaky and her eyes showing unease. He looked down at her before scooting the chair closer, "Sure...I'll stay put.." Thank you. She said behind the blanket, closing her eyes to try and rest. It was strange how comfortable she seemed to be around him, half undressed and asking him to stay with her as she slept, didn t she worry at all what might happen? Was she suicidal or just that trusting? He made a noise as he watched her before looking out the window quietly. It was raining hard, coming down in sheets in fact, the cold rain barely doing anything to soothe her wounds. She lay slumped against the stone wall of a dark alley, sitting amongst the trash. Her body ached with a ferocity she had never known, but slowly her pain was ebbing away, and she knew she was dying. Blood dripped out of her mouth and nose, staining her torn shirt with even more blood she only started with blank eyes at the blood that soaked her clothes and stained the stones beneath her. She could faintly hear people walking passed the alleyway, not knowing she was there or simply not caring. She was going to die alone, cold, and dirty in an alley. She barely noticed how much time had passed, or the fact that there was a boy now standing in front of her. She moved her head slowly, barely able to look up at the boy who had stopped before her, was he going to finish her off? She didn t have the strength to run or fight, she d let him do as he pleased. She stared with dull red eyes through her soaked hair, the albino girl just waiting for him to do something she was alive, but just barely. "What happened to you...?" He asked softly, expression almost pained, "Who hurt you like this...?" He moved closer to examine the wounds, looking like he was going to cry. Wasn t he going to kick her? Punch her, pull her hair or kill her? Why did he look so sad? She didn t see any tags on him, so he had to be a normal, a sympathizer then? Nor...mals.. She barely got out, her jaw broken from being hit in the face with a metal pipe. Her own tag had been yanked off, tossed beside her in the trash: Rank D 0. How awful, beating such a weak young girl to such an extent. He started to cry before moving to help her stand, pulling her arm over hos shoulder amd holding her around her waist."Just hang on, ok? Don't die!" She didn t understand, why was he doing this? Wasn t it obvious she was going to die soon? She was tired, body heavy and cold, be it from the rain or her looming death she couldn t be sure. Dying... soon.. She managed out, but rested her head against his shoulder he was so warm, it felt so nice. "It's a bit of a walk, but don't you give up on me. You stay alive. I mean it." He growled as he dragged her along. He could hear her ragged breathing, eyes barely remaining open as he dragged her down the road using back alley ways, every so often feeling her go completely limp momentarily before trying to limp along again. He managed to get her back to the estate and snuck her up to his room, laying her down on one of his blankets on the floor before getting his first aid. She was soaked to the bone, her ragged clothes plastered to her frail body, shirt threadbare, and her torn pants in no better condition. She had a broken arm, given away by the massive swelling, and several deep lacerations across her body. The most blood was coming from her mouth, indicating she was suffering internal wounds. The girl looked about his own age, her light red eyes still staring up at him, still holding some life behind thick white eyelashes. He did all that he could, even going to the in home doctor's office to steal everything he remembered him using on the Twilights in Shingen's employ if they were messed up as badly. She laid still for him as he worked, no matter what he did, sometimes struggling to keep her eyes open and herself awake. Sometimes he would catch her watching him, and he wasn t sure if she wasn t speaking because of her broken jaw, or because she didn t want to. He was a bit intimidating, looking somewhat similar to herself, his eyes intense, but she couldn t stop thinking of how he cried over her wounds. He did everything he could for her, every medicle trick he remembered seeing the doctor do, he tried to imitate. He wasn't going to let her die. He couldn't explain it she was like him once, alone and scared and near death. Until Shingen found him and gave him a second chance. She would get that same opportunity. Her broken arm could be set, but her jaw was a different story, that would need care from a real doctor. A few times he worried she had died from how still and quiet she had fallen, but she always opened her eyes for him when he called to her if anything she was resilient. Once he had done all he could for her medically, she was nearly covered head to toe in bandages. "I'll try and get you seen by a real doctor." He told her, "But I don't want Takeda to discover you...not yet..." Was Takeda not a good person? Why did she have to be hidden away? It didn t matter, this boy seemed nice enough, he had picked her out of the trash, so he must ve seen something valuable in her. She gave the slightest of nods, all she could really manage in her sorry state. He did his best for her while he kept her hidden. He asked the doctor to help her jaw and pleaded for him to keep quiet about the girl to Shingen. The doctor thought it odd, but obeyed. Mitsunari found the girl to be rather obedient, even as her health improved, little by little, she did as he said she stayed quiet, remained in his room, didn t complain. Even when he asked her to remain under the bed to keep hidden, she didn t complain. She ate whatever he brought her, always licking the dish clean when she finished no matter if it was simply some snack foods, or full meals. After the doctor operated on her jaw, she would be out of sorts on pain medications, sleeping often. At least she would live. That's all that mattered to him. Yukimura was too busy with his Twilight, Sasuke, to really pay Mitsunari any mind he was rather lonely. At least now he had a friend. It was strange, that the girl didn t seem to care much that for the majority of her day, she was hidden away out of sight, in fact, she only seemed to light up when Mitsunari returned to his room. "Are you feeling better today...?" It was like he had snuck in a puppy and was sneaking it scraps. "I brought you more food.." Her hair was a shaggy mess, falling just to her shoulders and almost completely covering her eyes she had a bit of a cough, but other than that, she was nearly completely healed up. Better, yeah.. She nodded, coughing behind her hand, sitting cross legged on the ground across from him. He placed the remnants of his lunch in front of her onigiri with a pickled plum, seared fish, and tomato halves with broccoli. Mitsunari never really ate a lot anyway."I'm glad.." She never minded, eating his left overs, in fact, she was glad he was thinking of her. She dug in right away, eating in silence, her jaw only aching a bit as a reminder that it had been broken. He watched her quietly before becoming alarmed when his door opened."Mitsunari, why did you r " Shingen stopped when he saw Amaya and Mitsunari panicked."Don't send her away! She's a Tag! She was left to die, I had to help her!" Amaya stopped mid bite, her eyes wide with fear as she stared back at Shingen. Should she attack? Should she run away? She froze, fists clenched tightly. "Where did she come from?" Shingen asked calmly. Mitsunari moved between Shingen and Amaya, as if blocking her from his sight would make her less visible."On my walk, during that rain storm. I found her dying in an alley! She reminded me of myself, when you took me in...I couldn't let her die!" It was an old habit that died hard, she had taken one of the pairs of chopsticks Mitsunari had brought her with her food one time, having sharpened the metal utensils down to points for a weapon and stashed it under the bed. She slowly reached behind her for one of them, scared this man too would leave her for dead in the trash. "And when did you plan on telling me?" Shingen asked. Mitsunari looked ashamed."When she was completely recovered. She's doing well now...!" Mitsunari looked back and saw her reaching for something. Shingen noticed too but didn't move to stop her. She looked more scared than anything, freezing when they both looked to her. Please.. let me stay with him.. She requested, lowering her head in shame. "I wasn't going to cast you out," Shingen told her gently, "I only wish Mitsunari had told me sooner." He could see tears forming in her pale red eyes, nodding silently and bowing her head to him. Mitsunari bowed as well."Thank you so much, Takeda sama!""Of course. She will start her training with Sasuke when she is cleared by the doctor." Shingen said. It didn t take the doctor long to clear her, and within the week she was meeting with Sasuke to train. "Alright..." Sasuke sighed, "Let's get this over with.." Amaya was a scrawny looking kid, with messy hair that mostly covered her eyes, needing to squint from the brightness of the light coming in from outside. Was he really supposed to train this kid? She didn t even have tags, her replacement ones on the way. He sighed and made the first move, rushing at her and easily pushing her to the ground. It was about what he expected, she didn t look very tough let alone a fighter she just looked like a street rat. She pushed herself back up after hitting the ground though, trying to push her hair away from her eyes. He moved and pushed her back down to the ground, "Come on, defend yourself." Amaya hit the ground again and got back to her feet, this time putting her hands up in front of her to try and defend herself. He moved and smacked her hands away and pushed her down again, "Keep trying." She got up again, this time making the first move, tackling him with all the strength she had. He was caught off guard and stumbled back, hitting the ground straight on his ass. Amaya was brought back from thoughts of her childhood by the sound of Mitsunari and Shingen approaching, having waited outside for them, as they had to go into a building that didn t allow Twilights. "Let's go, Amaya." Mitsunari said, nudging his head gently. Amaya gave a small nod, moving to follow behind the two men silently, only her shoes making soft noises on the sidewalk. Mitsunari glanced back at her, his expression hard, and he only gave a silent nod to her before looking ahead. Amaya pulled the tactical knife from her hip silently, face stoic as she moved closer to Shingen silently. The older man felt like he was punched in the spine, a burning pain replacing it quickly as Amaya yanked the knife free, grabbing his gun from his waistband as she did so. The air was forced from his lungs when she drove the knife in, and he fell to his knees when she removed it. "Wh What...are you doing...?""Please...forgive us, Shingen sama...this isn't personal..." Mitsunari was crying, but he tried hard to keep his expression blank. Amaya unloaded the gun and tossed it away, not saying anything as she moved up behind him, yanking his head back, and cutting his throat to the bone. Mitsunari forced himself to watch, hos tears flowing faster. What would he tell Yukimura that would sound believable? What would Yukimura do? Amaya sadly felt little for the man whom allowed for her to remain in his home, showing her countless kindnesses she wasn t cruel though. Finishing Shingen off by evening the rest of his head, standing and turning to Mitsunari. Mitsunari.. We have to finish this. I ll finish up here, you return home. He looked up at her, his tears unending, before nodding and running off. Amaya put the head of the Takeda clan leader into a duffel bag, cleaning up her weapons and hiding the body amongst the trash before heading off to deliver the heady to Yukimura. Mitsunari had to stop every so often, his crying making it hard for him to run, before he finally forced himself to stop. This was for Yukimura's own good, he told himself, he would bring the Takeda to glory.It started to thunder and pour outside, making Akihime frown as she glanced out the sheer curtains covering her window. How odd, she mused, sure there had been signs of rain but thunder? It felt like a bad omen to her. Yukimura was the first to find the duffel bag with Shingens severed head inside, and immediately he had the entire estate locked down. He tried to keep himself collected, to keep his cool, but it was a struggle. Every house head had a target on their back, but for someone to get the best of Shingen? It was hard to imagine. Where was Mitsunari and Amaya? They were with Shingen, were they hurt too? Were they ok? This was a chaotic mess, who was Yukimura supposed to turn to at that moment?Akihime was having a slower day than usual, maybe the rain kept most people home, regardless, the time was going by painfully slow. She heard the door handle jiggle, as if someone was trying to turn it, no one knocking or announcing themselves. She looked over and stood, moving to the door, "Hannah? Are you drunk again? I told you to take it easy.." She scolded gently as she took hold of the knob and opened the door. The door opened to someone much taller than Hannah it was Yukimura, he was soaked from the rain and smelled heavily of alcohol, and he had blood smeared across his button down. He looked completely broken, eyes red and heavy. Her eyes widened, "Yukimura sama! What happened?! Are you ok?! C Come in, come in! You're soaked!" She pulled him in gently and shut the door before moving to grab a towel from her bathroom. He just stood there numbly, watching the water drip from his hair and onto the floor, hearing Akihime s questions, but they hardly registered. She put the towel over his head, rubbing out the water in his hair before trying to keep his suit from dripping. "This needs to come off...you'll catch your death..." His suit was heavy with water, but the most concerning was the blood on the front of his shirt, had he been wounded? There were no holes in the shirt to indicate that he was shot or stabbed, so what had happened? Yukimura was pale he even looked like he had seen a ghost, what had happened to him? "Yukimura sama...?" She gently placed her hand on his cheek, "Talk to me...what happened...?" They sent his head.. He managed out in a soft whisper, his gaze going right through her quite an eerie thousand yard stare. They killed him.. She felt a cold chill go down her spine, "Wh...Who...? Who was killed...?" Shingen.. Takeda Shingen... He said softly, hanging his head. He felt so numb, he couldn t even cry, nothing would come. The Tiger was killed? How? By who? Who would even want him dead? She was so confused, all she could do was hold Yukimura close, not caring if his wet clothes soaked her own. Yukimura wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He was freezing cold, but he wasn t even shaking. She gave a soft gasp at the coldness and reached to grasp his shoulders, "We need to get your suit off, Yukimura sama, you'll get sick..." He nodded, letting her pull off his suit coat Akihime felt two cold hands on her cheeks, her head being tilted up before Yukimura pressed his lips to hers. She blinked and slowly closed her eyes as she kissed back, letting his suit coat fall to the floor with a wet thud, gripping the back of his short gently. Her carefully walked her backwards toward the bed, stumbling a bit as his legs touched the bed, and he helped Akihime lay back on the bed as gently as he could. She gasped softly and blushed faintly, looking up at him, "Yukimura...?" Yukimura was obviously drunk, but he wasn t black out drunk. Do you want me to stop..? He asked, staying over her, looking down at her with sad brown eyes. She moved and held his hand, lacing their fingers together, "No...I want to help you forget...my heart can't stand seeing you so sad.." He gave her hand a squeeze, his skin rough and calloused he leaned down and kissed her again, moving one hand to his belt to undo his pants, feeling his need aching already. She moaned and kissed back, her free hand reaching to push off her ruffled lace panties. She was rather excited from the kissing alone, never really having been shown such tenderness before. Needless to say, it got her going faster than pretending ever did. Yukimura moves a bit slow, and Akihime couldn t tell if it was because he was drunk and inexperienced, or just what he liked. He unbuckled his belt and worked on lowering his pants and underwear, his kiss becoming deeper. She could feel his need pressing against her inner thigh, hot and growing hard. She moaned again, reaching to push off the last of his wet clothes and then tossing off her damp lace top. She laid bare beneath him, and fought hard to not cover herself out of instinct she worked way too much. "As I said when we first met...it wasn't a lie, you can be as rough as you want, I can take it.." His cheeks were flushed at the sight of her body, she was beautiful. I don t want to hurt you.. He said softly, moving to kiss along her collar bone, slow and gentle kisses, running his hands down her sides to her hips. She gave a soft sigh of delight, "I don't mind so much... " She moaned softly, "But thank you... " Yukimura was a bit sloppy, but he was drunk and it was his first time he groped her rear, running his hand over her thigh and picking her leg up to put it against his hip. He kissed lower to her breast, then back up to kiss her again. She kissed back happily, hooking her leg around his hip like he had wanted, slowly running her nails up and down his back. Yukimura let out a rough grunt, pulling away slightly, pressing the top of his cock to her wet heat and pushing into her slowly. She gasped softly and gave a weak moan, face flushing darkly. She hoped he would enjoy his first time with her. Yukimura used the headboard of the bed to hold himself steady, filling Akihime until he was completely inside her. He moved slowly, the only noises beside the rain outside was the soft creaking of the bed, and Yukimura s soft grunts. Akihime tried not to be loud, accidentally playing into her role, muffling herself behind her knuckles. This was heaven, he was rather good for his first time and there was barely any sloppiness. Yukimura felt like he was in heaven, moving his hand to Akihime s thigh and holding her leg close to him as he thrust into her, enjoying the feeling of her wrapped around him. She arched slightly and her moans grew a little louder, "Y Yukimura... !" Her moans sent shivers down his spine, digging his nails into her thigh, gripping the headboard tightly, letting out soft grunts and moans. She arched again, loving the soft sting of his fingers in her thigh, the abuse only making her wetter, her moans now much louder. Her noises only spurred him on, his thrusts becoming rougher and faster, holding her close, leaning down to kiss her deeply. She whined and moaned as she kissed back, reaching to gently claw his back. She had never felt this good before, not with a client or anyone. He let out a low grunt at her nails across his back, his movements becoming desperate and rough. He moved to kiss and bite her shoulder, feeling his climax growing closer. "J...Just like that... ! I It feels so good, Yukimura... !" She gasped out, her moans ragged and as desperate as his movements were. Yukimura gave a slight nod, continuing to thrust just as Akihime told him to, his own breathing coming out in ragged gasps. She was getting close, she could feel it building up, her nails digging more into his back before she pulled her hands away to grip tightly at the pillow. Yukimura gave a few more final thrusts, becoming still and spilling his seed inside her with a final grunt, breathing heavily. Her walls trembled around him as she came with him, her moans weak cries of ecstasy. Yukimura pulled out of her, moving off of her and collapsing onto the bed beside Akihime, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. She was flush, her breathing equally as heavy, before rolling toward him and holding onto him tightly. Yukimura laid his arm over her shoulders, then quickly fell into a restless sleep, nightmares more like. He dreamt of Shingen, imaging how he spent his last moments, and the shadowy assailant who had taken his life. "Why weren't you there to stop them, Yukimura?" Shingen's disembodied head asked, "Why were you not there to help me?" Yukimura tried to explain himself, tried to tell his boss he was sorry, but no words came from his mouth, only blood. It flowed from his mouth like a waterfall, thick and hot, choking him and leaving him gasping desperately for air. "Yukimura...? Yukimura...!" He was yanked sharply from his dream, staring up at Akihime, who looked beyond scared, "Hey...there you are...you were having an awful nightmare..." Yukimura opened his eyes, covered in sweat from his nightmare, looking up at Akihime for a moment before realizing her was awake. Was I..? I m sorry if I woke you... She shook her head, "No, you're alright...I was just concerned, you were crying..." She said, gently touching his cheek. Yukimura sat up and wiped the last of his tears away, squinting at the sunlight his eyes registered. Oh.. He rubbed the back of his head and looked to the window. What time is it..? He still had so much to do back at the estate, funeral arrangements, sending word for a meeting. "About 7:30..." She answered, frowning softly, "Do you have to go...? Can't you stay a little longer...?" Yukimura frowned softly, looking down at his hands he wanted nothing more than to stay, lay his head in Akihime s lap and stay with her for as long as he wanted, but he couldn t. He carefully got out of bed, shaking his head as he grabbed his underwear off the floor, mostly dry, unlike his suit. I can t. She reached and took his hand, "If you need to come back, my door will be unlocked...you can just come in, ok? I'll go get you a clean suit.." Yukimura gave her hand a small squeeze, offering a smile even though his heart still ached. I will.. He nodded. She smiled and nodded before standing and moving to put on her robe, tying it closed and going to get him a new suit. Yukimura sat on the bed in only his underwear, listening to the bustle of the people in the building outside the bedroom, trying to figure out just what exactly he was going to do when he got back to the estate. Akihime returned with a suit and shut the door, "Here, this looks about your size." Yukimura took the suit with a nod and mumbled thank you, dressing in silence before looking to Akihime. Thank you... I m sorry I had to come to you like this.. He said. She smiled and shook her head, "I helped you forget, even for a small moment. I don't mind at all." Yukimura gave another nod and a weak smile, opening the door and heading out to request a meeting with the heads of the clans. The meeting was set up for a week from now and that time seemed only to drag on. Everyday was miserable, even when Sasuke and Mitsunari both offered their help. The day of the meeting came faster than anticipated, and Yukimura had arrived at Bastard early, waiting in the bright white room alone. He looked tired, bags under his eyes, and his brows furrowed. Sasuke was with him, standing and waiting for the others to arrive. Yukimura needed to unwind after all this. Megohime was next Masamune behind her like he always was and she no longer had her arm in a sling. She said nothing, sitting and waiting in silence as well, only giving a glance to Yukimura. Motochika was next, though he looked annoyed Nana was still in the hospital after all, maybe just on bed rest but still and then lastly Matsunaga."Where is Shingen, young cub?" Matsunaga asked. Yukimura shot him a glance. Takeda Shingen was murdered last week, his head was sent to me. There was no indication as to who sent it, but I can only assume it was an anti twilight group. "Holy shit." Motochika muttered, "Shingen...killed? What the fuck?""That's the big guy what was there before, right?" Masamune asked flatly. Megohime s eyes narrowed, knowing if someone could get to Shingen, they could easily take out anyone else in the room. His position was openly pro twilight, so of course he was have plenty of people wanting to take him out, but with what happened to herself and to Lady Chosokabe, it was only a matter of time before the others were attacked. Yes. Yukimura nodded, answering Masamune s question, a hint of pain in his voice. "Sorry to hear that..." Masamune muttered, "Didn't know the guy but he seemed cool...""I still haven't found the group who popped Megohime's folks...they covered theor tracks really well." Motochika said. Megohime looked to Matsunaga, who had been sitting silently. What of you, Matsunaga? She asked. You ve been rather quiet. "I will send my condolences immediately." He answered, "It is an unfortunate loss to the Four Families." Yukimura wrung his hands, nodding in acknowledgement, Megohime however didn t seem assured. We ll be doing our own own internal investigation, with things getting so chaotic with opposing protests, we fear things are only going to grow worse. "Agreed. My men are finding it harder to get shit done with these protests." Motochika said, looking frustrated. Megohime scowled, business was going great, but she found moving shipments to be more and more dangerous. I don t think sides matter at the point, it s becoming more of a free for all. She muttered.Yukimura only nodded silently, knowing the struggles of all the refugees the Takeda had taken in. There has to be something more we can do. He said. "Sadly, no, nothing short of killing." Matsunaga stated blandly, "I don't assume you're alright with that, Yukimura?" His eyes widened and he lurched forward in his chair, gripping the arms of his chair. You mean a witch hunt? What good would that do..!? "Well, it would make things far easier." He replied."You're mad." Motochika hissed. Matsunaga looked over at him."Maybe. Though, it is a rather double edged sword. On the one hand, shipments and resources for refugees would become far easier. On the other, violence against Tags would increase." Megohime was quiet, as if she were actually weighing the options, arms crossed and a hard expression on her face.Yukimura looked disgusted at the notion, sneering at Matsunaga. The Takeda clan will do no such thing! Even the notion of doing that is heinous! Matsunaga only gave a hum in response. Motochika scowled, "There won't be any senseless killing of humans. The idea in and of itself is barbaric." Well I m not going out of my way to hunt anyone humans or Tags. Megohime said firmly.Yukimura was reassured that at the least Motochika and Megohime voiced their distaste of the idea. I only hope this news brings extra caution to you all, and that none of you find the same fate. "Trust me, no one's puttin a hand on her.." Masamune said. Motochika stood."If you excuse me, I think that's everything covered? I'll continue digging around." He said and bowed before leaving. Megohime stood as well, giving a slight wave to the two remaining men as she headed to the exit with Masamune in tow, Yukimura frowning and standing abruptly. He gave a curt bow of his head, then left quickly he wouldn t allow Matsunaga to have his way, killing wouldn t help anything. "You alright, dana?" Sasuke asked as he followed, "Was it the murder suggestion?" It isn t something we ll ever be doing. He said firmly, keeping his eyes ahead. We won t kill needlessly, it isn t what Oyakata sama would do. "I don't peg you as the kinda guy to kill humans because they're making a ruckus..." He said. I m relieved that you can see that. Yukimura said, getting into the car and heading back to the estate.Nana whimpered and struggled against the thick leather straps keeping her down on the cold metal table, looking around the dimly lit room with frantic eyes. She had been recovering in the hospital, resting in her room when two men armed with guns came. They easily killed the two men Motochika had posted to watch her, before dragging her out of bed and out through the morgue exit. Had anyone seen her get taken? They hadn t made much noise due to the silencers on the guns, and the hospital was already so busy with treating wounded protesters.Her breathing was ragged, a thick rubber tube down her throat and several IV s in her arms. She still wore her hospital clothes, which did little to keep her warm in the freezing cold room she had been left in. "How is she doing?" It was a voice she didn't recognize, hiding in the darkness where she couldn't see. Nana turned her head the best she could with a strap over her forehead, her heart beating hard in her chest, but still couldn t see anyone due to the single bright light directly over her, effectively blinding her. She seems to be in relatively decent health, despite her previous wounds which are all healing nicely. The second voice spoke up in the same direction as the first. The records from the hospital show she had been pregnant, but was lost due to her wounds. Mental faculties appear relatively in order cognitive and capable. "Good. Very good. When can we begin?" The first asked. Nana let out another muffled cry, straining hard against the leather straps, feeling like she was going to be sick. What did he mean? Begin what? She tried to call out, tried to speak, but the tube stopped her from doing so. She felt eyes on her, and it was quiet aside from the machines she was hooked up to, "Let me know when she's ready." Of course, we can begin whenever you wish. She s been prepared to start at anytime. The second man said, only making Nana s heart beat faster. "Very good, begin her immediately." He said before turning to leave. Right away sir. The man gave a bow, and the sounds of Nana s muffled screams filled the room soon after. It was like a waking nightmare, they poked and prodded her and did so many awful tests on her. No matter how much she screamed, they never stopped or even eased up, only continuing on as if she wasn t even human. She didn t know what they were giving her through the tube down her throat, or the IV s in her arms, but she knew none of it was good. She couldn t pass out, no matter how much pain she was in, and she found she couldn t sleep either. She was given many painful shots, and she was even electrocuted, but she knew Motochika would be there soon, that he was going to find her and save her, just like last time. As time dragged on, it looked like Motochika was less and less likely to show up. Was he not coming? Did he not care any more? Was he even looking? No, Nana knew Motochika would never abandon her, but how long had she been locked up in there? Days? Weeks? It felt like years. Eventually, she saw less of the doctors and more of an odd mute of a man. He was slender and tall and hid his face with a mask, only speaking in sign language and forcing her to fight. Nana never knew what he was saying, she didn t know sign language. She was often too out of it to try and argue about fighting, she merely did because the masked man would attack her if she didn t fight back. Everyday she was injected with something that clouded her mind, and everyday she was subjected to tests and fighting. To make things easier, when he wasn't training her, the man taught her sign language. He taught her that his name was Kotaro and he taught her the basics so they could communicate. Nana was stuck in the same room for nearly twenty hours a day, with no natural sunlight, waiting for either Kotaro to return, or for more drugs to be injected into her. She tried her best to keep her mind clear, reciting names when she was alone, but day by day, she remembered less and less of the names she spoke it was starting to get to her. Who was Ren? And Motochika? Only a faceless figure appeared in her mind, blurry and far away. She heard the door open and Kotaro moved to stand in front of her. Was it time to train again? Nana looked up at Kotaro from her spot on the floor, her eyes looking empty, dead almost. She hardly spoke, only using sign language since the only one who spoke with her was Kotaro anyway. She had white streaks starting in her hair, either from the stress or the medication. Are we training? She signed, looking tired, dark circles under her eyes. He nodded and nudged his head for her to stand. "Back to basics. Refreshers." He signed. She stood with a nod, knowing he would start the lesson regardless if she wanted to or not. She stood in front of him, pausing for a moment before signing. Would you be willing to kill me? She signed with a blank expression on her face. He stood silent for a moment before giving his reply, "If deemed necessary, yes." She only looked up to see his hands, not bringing her eyes up any further. I cant remember their faces anymore, their names either, does that make me terrible? Were they really important if I ve forgotten them so easily? Again, his hands didn't move for the longest time, "To you, at one time, perhaps. We all have something important to us that is lost to time. But in the here and now, their memory holds little bearing." She almost didn t seem satisfied with the answer, but who was she to argue? She didn t even remember her name anymore, her past mere fragments of hazy pictures.Megohime had been up late, drinking for a few hours as she worked, only working up a decent buzz, but knowing she wouldn t be able to get work done if she went any further. Things were only getting more turbulent, and moving shipments was only becoming more and more dangerous. There was a knock on her office door."Boss," it was Masamune, checking on her once again, "it's late, maybe call it quits for now." I m almost done, just a few more things. She said without looking up at him, her class of whiskey half empty, certainly not her first. He peeked in and made a face, "It can wait...it's late..." She sat for a moment before setting her pen down. Alright, you ve convinced me. She said, picking up her glass and downing the rest. Why don t you drink with me? She offered. He made a noise, "Iunno, I haven't really had alcohol before..." Megohime looked surprised. You ve never had a drink before? She repeated. Ever? He shook his head, "Never had the time. Always killin somethin..." Megohime got up to retrieve another glass, motioning for Masamune to enter. It s whiskey not my favorite, but father left behind so much, I figured it a waste to not drink it. She said, pouring a second glass, then offering it out to him. He took it and smelled it, "Smells like a first aid kit..." He muttered. Yeah, I m convinced at this point it s only meant to kill your taste buds. She muttered, pouring herself some more and taking a gulp. He sipped it and almost spat it out, forcing himself to swallow before coughing, "Jesus.." He wheezed. Megohime sat back against the desk and laughed, her face already flush from the drink. Yeah, it doesn t really get any better, but it ll get easier to drink the more of it you have. He moved to sit with her, "God, I hope so.." Megohime took a few sips, then looked to Masamune. So you said you were a blade for hire, have you always been one? He nodded, "Since I was a kid. Dad helped make me what I am and then tossed me out like trash." Megohime looked down at her glass, tilting it back and forth. I m sorry, that sounds awful. "Yeah, it was pretty shitty..." He took another drink with a wince, "But here I am...and he's dead, so...it's whatever.." Well... Do you want to continue what you re doing? She asked, looking up at the ceiling. Why don t you just... leave it all behind? Her tone was gentle, genuine, like she was genuinely asking rather than teasing. "I wanted to...but this is all I know. It was hard pretending to be normal.." He answered. You could always start over... You don t have to be perfect, just... Do what feels better than this. She muttered Megohime didn t know what she was saying, it sounded dumb, like anyone would take her seriously, she was just drunk. "I like being here with you, boss.." He muttered, "It's as close to normal as I can get.." She felt her face flush hot, her heart fluttering in her chest. This job isn t exactly normal, is it what you want for the rest of your life? "However much longer I got.." He replied, "I'll take it.." Megohime was silent again for a while, then downed her glass of whiskey. You don t have to have such sentiments for someone like me, if I m lucky, I ll live maybe a bit longer than the average tag before someone gets their bullet in my head. She said, staring at her empty glass. He moved and loomed over her for a second, "I'm not gonna let that happen." He said before he leaned down and kissed her. Megohime was taken by surprise, her eyes going wide she wasn t sure if it was the whiskey or something else, but her lips tingled. Without thinking, she kissed back, leaning up and closing her eyes. He held her cheek gently and held the kiss for a moment longer before pulling back, "Sorry to be so out of line.." Megohime shook her head, her heart beating hard in her chest. No.. No don t be sorry.. She whispered, leaning up to kiss him gently again. He kissed back, a little more firmly, his other arm moving around the small of her back to pull her as close as he could. Megohime dropped her glass, letting it land on the plush carpet with a heavy thunk. She brought her hand up, placing it against his cheek and returning his kiss with urgency. They way he pressed himself against her, the feeling of him pinning her to the desk, it made her body flush hot. She had been with men before, back when she was a rebellious teen, but this was different. She wasn t doing this because it angered her father, or purely because it felt good, it was because she loved him. Loved him? She barely knew anything about him, but yet, she felt so strongly for him, every time she saw him, she felt safe. He held the kiss for as long as he possibly could before he pulled away slowly, "You taste like alcohol.." He said, but it wasn't judgmental or anything. Was he teasing? Megohime couldn t help the laugh that bubbles up from her chest. That s because I ve been drinking for the last hour.. She responded, tracing his jawline gently, then letting her hand fall to her side. What is... all of this.. surely I can t have been your only choice for women.. He gave a shrug, "You know what you want and how to get it. You don't take shit but you aren't afraid to show you can be vulnerable." You make it sound like I m just some regular woman, and not the leader of a crime syndicate. She joked. I can almost imagine where we aren t both killers, and simply two people who re in love.. "Maybe one day, yeah? We'll both high tail it..." He muttered, reaching to play with her fingers. Megohime let him, enjoying the small affection with a soft smile on her face. I don t think this town will let me out of its clutches that easily... But if you think you can whisk me away like that, then sure.. She laced her fingers with his, squeezing his hand gently. "Pretty sure I can make that happen, boss..." He said with a soft smirk, "No big deal.." Megohime reached up with her free hand, taking his chin in her grasp and tilting his head down so she could kiss his forehead. I can t wait for that day.. Kojurou often found himself thinking of the woman who had nearly forced herself upon him, the desperation in her eyes, how even though she was in horrible condition, she still moved like she was hardly scratched. What had made her so desperate? What made her move, even after her body was in shambles? Kojurou lowered his gaze thoughtfully before he stood. He would make the journey out to go see her and get to understand her better, maybe even help with her care. The Guild still looked the same as last time, straining under the weight of how many refugees had shown up, many I ll or injured, only this time, more were covered by white sheets. It seemed so chaotic inside, but surely the more injured would be in the actual infirmary. Kojurou frowned as he made his way to the infirmary, hoping the blonde woman was still there and not under a sheet. When he opened the door, the room was surprisingly quiet, only one person puttering around in the room. He recognized the person as Motochika s second in command, Ren, tending to a few unconscious patients. He looked up when he saw Kojurou, smiling and nodding his head. Katakura dono, what brings you here? He asked, setting down a clipboard. "I wanted to check on one of the injured. A woman...blonde hair...I sent one of my medics over to help with her." He answered. Oh! Yes, thank you, the help was very much appreciated! Ren nodded, moving over to a bed and grabbing a clipboard off the end of the bed. We don t know her name yet, but her head wound is healing nicely after receiving celebrer. He said, reading off of her chart. If you d like to speak with her, I can try and wake her? Do you know her? He blushed softly, "Ah, no...but she mistook me for someone she knew...I wanted to see if I could get more information...perhaps find where she came from and get her back.." Ren looked from the chart to Kojurou, a sad smile on his face. Katakura dono.. I know it may be hard for someone such as yourself to understand, but she wasn t mistakenly forgotten... I m sure you already knew that... But for someone like her, the people who left her behind don t want her back.. He hung the clipboard back up. Mercenary tags like us aren t as prized as tags like you, you re just a higher grade. He lowered his gaze slightly, "I had hoped she belong to someone wealthy, a bodyguard or something.." He muttered, "I suppose not all are as lucky as you or I..." I don t think she s that unlucky... She lived, and now she s free to make her own choices, isn t that as lucky as any Tag can be..? He offered another soft smile. If you d like to speak with her, I can step out for a bit..? He nodded, "I would appreciate it, Ren san, thank you.." Ren bowed his head. It s no problem. He said before leaving Kojurou alone with the injured. Jin lay in bed, still wrapped head to toe, but her bandages no longer stained with blood. Kojurou moved to her and bowed his head gently, "Ohayou gozaimasu..." The woman who looked to be asleep opened her eyes, as if she had simply been laying in bed waiting. She looked more lucid this time, but here eyes were still unfocused. Who are you..? She asked softly. "Katakura Kojurou," he answered gently, "you, uh...you called me Gastou when we first met.." She stiffened a bit, eyes growing wide, quickly looking away from the blurry figure in front of her. I m sorry.. I don t remember meeting you, forgive me. She could tell by the voice the man in front of her was someone she hadn t met before. "Ah, that's fine...that's most likely from your injuries." He told her, "I just want to be sure you're well.." She only frowned softly. They tell me I m fine, my wounds are healing as nicely as they can.. He nodded, "That's good." He felt a little awkward, he didn't even know her name and here he was, talking to her rather casually. She couldn t see his face, but the awkward silence told her what she needed to know. Jin desu.. She said softly. Kawabe Jin. "It's a pleasure to meet you offically, Jin dono." He said with a smile, even if she couldn't see it. Checking on my wounds can t be the only thing you re here for... Is there any thing I can do for you..? She asked softly. "I, uh...wanted to get to know you better..." He said, almost bashfully. A confused look crossed her face and she shook her head. I don t understand. She said. Why would you wish to know more about me..? "Well...because...if you wanted...I could ask Megohime dono to...hire you.." He said bashfully. She blinked in confusion, not knowing who this Megohime dono was, or why they would even want to hire her. I don t know what you think an injured tag can do in a fight.. She lowered her gaze she knew she had been left behind, that Gastou no longer had use for her, so what use was she to this man? Forgive me, but I am not a prostitute if that is what you re looking for. "A Ah, no! Not at all! You're a Tag, and we need as many capable bodies as we can! You still have use, and we would like to have you on board!" He stammered, clearly embarrassed. Jin felt a small frown tug at her face. Please let me consider your offer. She bowed her head slightly. "O Of course! No rush! Please take your time to recover and consider things!" He said quickly. Yukimura and Akihime had been going out on dates more and more, each time Yukimura finding himself even more lost than the first time he loved her, but what was he supposed to do? She was a prostitute and he was a gang leader, and now more than ever, he was busy trying to put his house back together after the murder of Shingen. They were supposed to go on another date today, Akihime did her best to try and take Yukimura's mind off the pain and stress. But, for some reason, she didn't show up. Yukimura waited in their usual meet up spot for almost two hours, eventually getting a call from someone back at his estate and needing to head home. Had she forgotten they were supposed to meet up that day? After getting what he needed done, he decided to go check on her in Bastard. Maybe she was just busy? Akihime was never the type to forget. Perhaps a client took longer than she thought and she didn't have the time to let him know? It wasn't uncommon, she did have some appointments that went over the allotted time sometimes. It was late when Yukimura showed up at Bastard, letting himself up after making sure Akihime wasn t with a client with the front desk. He noticed some of the girls seemed nervous, glancing at him as he ascended the stairs to Akihime s room were they afraid of the recent gang activities surrounding him? Akihime? Yukimura knocked on her door, listening to hear if she was inside. He heard a gasp and some soft glass bottles clattering, "D Don't come in! I I'm very plain looking!" Plain looking? What kind of excuse was that? Yukimura frowned, brows furrowed. Akihime, is everything alright? You never showed up today. He said through the door what was she talking about plain looking? "A Ah, that's right...we...had a date..." She sounded off. Upset even, "Gomenasai..." I m coming in. Yukimura said, after having paused for a moment, turning the doorknob and pushing the door open. "N No!!" When he came in, he was met with an awful sight. Akihime was covered in angry red and purple bruises on her upper arms and her sides. Her neck even had a dark bruise around it. She was in the middle of trying to hide them with make up when he came in, her cheeks stained with tears. Yukimura s eyes slowly widened, and he was frozen in place for a moment before rushing to her side. Akihime, what happened?! Who did this to you..!? He asked, looking her over, shaking slightly. "J...Just a client...he wouldn't listen to the safe word..." She muttered, "I I'm fine..." You aren t fine! Look at you! Yukimura seemed beyond upset. Who did this? Tell me what client did this to you..! He looked almost like he was going to.. cry? Why would he shed tears over her, did she really mean that much to him? She shook her head, "I It's alright, really...I'm sorry I missed our date, I promise I'll make it up to you." She said gently. Why did he care so much? She was just a whore, nothing more than that. Akihime, you don t have to make this up to me god, look at you..! He reaches out to touch her cheek, but stopped before he did, afraid it would hurt her. Please, tell me who did this..! "I I can't...he's important to the brothel..." She muttered, "I do have to make it up to you, silly...I ruined our date..." Yukimura didn t understand, who was so important that Akihime couldn t tell him? Akihime, look at you.. He frowned. I don t care about the date.. "I do..." She muttered, playing with a bottle of foundation, "They're the only time I get to spend with you..." Then leave here. He said, brows furrowed. Come be apart of the Takeda family, I can take care of you, keep you safe there... But I can t do it here.. I can t protect you if you won t tell me who hurt you..! She lowered her gaze. She wanted to, she really did. But she couldn't leave. "It isn't that easy, Yukimura..." He clenched his fists, feeling beyond useless. Akihime.. Please, please let me help you, don t make me watch you suffer..! He begged. "Yukimura, I'm just a whore!" She rose her voice, tears filling her eyes, "What do you care if I suffer or not?!" He looked sad, looking at her in silence for a moment before giving his answer. Because I love you. He said softly. Because I care for you.. Chills ran down her arms and legs and she stared at him like she was in pain, "Don't lie to me like that..." She said weakly, voice barely above a whisper, "Don't toy with me like that, it's too cruel even for you..." Yukimura was on his knees before she could even register what he was doing, pulling her closer as gently as he could, holding her to his chest. Please Akihime.. I ve never lied to you, why would I start now..? He asked softly, one hand on the back of her head, one arm around her shoulders. Tears poured down her cheeks, "But I'm nobody..." She argued weakly, "I don't deserve even half your affection..." I don t see you as nobody, you re Akihime, you re so important to me, you re the world to me..! His voice cracked a bit, trying to keep his composure. You re important to me..! "You're such an idiot..." She muttered before laughing weakly, "A total, naive bafoon...!" She pet his cheek gently and sniffed, "You're important to me, too..." He pulled away a bit to look at her. Please. He pleaded with her again. I don t know what I would do if I were to lose you as well, please leave Bastard and live with me.. "It isn't that easy, Yukimura...I can't just leave, as much as I want to." She told him, "I'm trapped here.." Yukimura felt frustration, did she not trust him? Why wouldn t she tell him anything? Akihime, I can t help you if you don t tell me..! "And he'll kill me if I do!" She argued, "God, look at you, so comfy and confident in your cushy fucking mansion, thinking you can have everything if you flex your family ties, but things don't work like that here! I can't just be swept away, Yukimura, I don't just work here, I'm fucking owned! God, get off me!" She shoved him back as firmly as she could, now equally as frustrated. Yukimura let himself be shoved away, landing on his ass and letting her berate him, sitting in silence. What do you want, Akihime..? The question wasn t a jab, wasn t a rude retort, he sounded so broken when he asked it, almost like he was lost and looking to her for an answer on what to do. "I want you to understand..." She answered weakly, "I want you to understand that even though I love you and want to be with you, to leave and never look back, I can't...that's why I cherish the moments we have together. Seeing you makes being here worth it.." I... can t... I can t just sit here and watch you suffer and give away every piece of yourself that you have.. Yukimura said, his face twisting into a sad grimace. I can t just watch helplessly as you grin and bear it and tell me it s ok..! "Not every piece..." She muttered, kneeling in front of him, "Geez, look at you...you're too gentle to be a gang leader.." She teased gently. Yukimura reached out to take her hand. Some gang leader I am.. I can t even make the woman I love see how much she means to me.. He said with a sad smile. She squeezed his hand and shook her head, "Not true...I see it rather plainly. I just wish I could go with you and run a gang.." The skies were overcast again, nearly three days in a row, and Megohime was waiting with Masamune once again, making a personal delivery to Motochika again. His mental health had declined since Nana s disappearance, and his demeanor had changed drastically. He was paranoid, short fused, and irate. Anything set him off, and in his fits he accidentally incapacitated some of his own men. Even Ren wasn't safe he was constantly screamed at when bringing Motochika bad news, but thankfully the Ogre Tag never laid a hand on him.When Motochika finally arrived, he was finishing off a smoke and starting up a new one. Damn, he must have been very stressed. Megohime was a little irritated with his short temper, but tired to ignore it, simply wanting to complete her task. Exiting the car when Motochika arrived with his men, she motioned for her own men to load up Motochika s trucks, very much tired and on edge herself. Motochika watched and counted, before his gaze landed on Megohime."You're short." He stated roughly. Megohime looked over to him, a soft scowl on her face, arms crossed over her chest. I already told you, moving that big of a shipment is too dangerous. You ll get the rest tomorrow, I m not risking something that big. "You're trying to stiff me." Motochika growled and advanced on her, but Masamune got between them, scowling up at the large man. Megohime didn t flinch, not moving an inch. You ll receive your shipment, I m not so bad off that I need to take celebrer from some tags. That set Motochika off. He shoved Masamune aside and grabbed Megohime by the throat, nearly twisting her head off her shoulders. Megohime felt like her neck would snap at any second, reaching for her gun as she held Motochika s gaze, glaring death. Masamune was much faster, slamming the sheath of his blade into Motochika's temple, causing him to see stars and drop her. Megohime fell to the ground and gasped, coughing and struggling to breathe, thankful Masamune had been there to stop Motochika. That s enough..! She barely managed out. "I am in no mood for games!" Motochika's voice was much louder, trying to stop his eye from spinning in his head. I ve already said. She growled out through her teeth. You d get what you ve paid for, but I won t risk my men because you ve taken on too much to handle..! "You could carry some of the burden! Sanada, too! I am one fucking man, Tamura, I cannot carry every Tag on my shoulders!" He hissed. Then don t. The Tamura house isn t a fucking lodge, we re a business, unless that slipped your mind as well. She hissed as she got back onto her feet. Motochika shot forward again but Masamune kicked him straight in the sternum, hissing at how solid Motochika was. Get a hold of yourself, Chosokabe, your spiraling and we can all see it. It s sad. She was scowling, head pounding from Motochika nearly squeezing her head off. "I can't find her..." He muttered raggedly, like a beaten hound, "Nana...she's just gone...I can't find her..." Megohime knew how deeply Nana s disappearance wounded him, how badly it broke his heart. None of my contacts found anyone of her description. She said after a brief pause. If she s been trafficked, it hasn t been out of the country. She paused again, rubbing her throat gingerly. I ll keep inquiring, but my guess is she hasn t been trafficked. He gave a weak, sour laugh, "She's not made into a sex slave yet...what a relief...but she could also just be dead somewhere..." Megohime couldn t blame him for his bleak outlook, everyone knew how much they had loved one another, and no one could even think that she had run off on her own, leaving only the worst options. I ll let you know if there s word on my end, the next shipments tomorrow. She said quietly before heading back to the car waiting for her. Masamune watched Motochika for a moment longer before following Megohime, some of Motochika's men coming to help him up. Megohime was in the car, shaking like a leaf as she tried to drink some water, only to cough and nearly make a mess. She knew Motochika was powerful, but he had nearly succeeded in killing her. "You ok...?" Masamune sat beside her, "Take it slow...you're good.." Megohime coughed again, throat sore already. "Bastard nearly took my head off.." She grumbled, slumping back in her seat. "I owe you again.." "Nah, you don't owe me anything.." He said, "Let me see.." Megohime sat up, moving closer for him to examine her neck, which was already forming bruises in the shape of a hand. "Kojurou won't like this at all." She muttered, almost to herself. "No, not really...but your neck will be alright in a couple days..." He told her. She nodded and sat up, letting out a heavy sigh. "Lets get back to the estate, we have plenty of work to get done still, things are only going to get worse from here on out.." He nodded and sat back against the seat, holding his katana to his chest. They had driven this route dozens of times before, they never drove any specific route routinely, ensuring that heists or kidnappings could occur. Masamune's ears rung, his body aching and it took him a moment to realize that he was now laying on the roof of the car, which was now upside down. Megohime groaned beside him, shifting and picking her head up, looking dazed and confused. "Wh...What the fuck...?" Masamune groaned before reaching to try and get the door open. The driver was dead, and they would be too if he didn't get them out. Megohime had blood in her eyes, bleeding heavily from a wound hidden on her scalp, the both of them lucky to just have some scrapes and bruises. Was it luck though? Masamune could already see cars pulling up around the wreck, men filing out of the car to surround them. "Are you hurt..?" Masamune barely heard Megohime speak behind him, the ringing in his ears loud, his head swimming. "My arm feels fucked but I'm good..." He answered, "You...?" Megohime winced at the glass digging into her knees that she had to crawl over to try and get to the door. "Everything hurts, can't tell if anythings broken or not.." She looked to the driver, then looked away quickly, covering her mouth. "Don't look..." Too late. Masamune moved and kicked on the door before it finally opened, worming out of the car to help Megohime out. The second Masamune turned to help Megohime out of the car, something heavy slammed him head hard into the overturned car, making him see stars. He heard Megohime let out a scream of rage, but his body was no longer working like he wanted it to. Someone Megohime didn t recognize had grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the car, raking her across the broken glass and out onto the road. Unhand me!! She demanded, trying to fight off her attacker, but she was quickly subdued and disarmed. "Shut up, for fuck's sake." The man hissed and punched her hard. Masamune tried to fight back but was easily beat down. Megohime tasted blood, her head spinning, and then her vision went black, but she wasn t unconscious. A black bag had been forced over her head, and soon she was forced into a car. Grab the Tag too, he said to take anyone who lived. When they moved to grab Masamune, he put up another fight but was beaten unconscious and dragged into the car with Megohime. Megohime struggled a bit, only to be punched hard in the gut, having the wind knocked out of her. Was this another attack from Motochika s men? Had he really slipped so far? "Settle down, little lady, and we won't just kill you straight out." One said. Megohime ground her teeth in rage, but stayed quiet as told, trying to regain her breath as she traced the route they were heading or at least trying to. When the car finally stopped, she was dragged out roughly and pulled along roughly before forced into a chair and tied to it. Megohime sat still in the chair, waiting and listening, unable to see anything besides the black bag pulled over her head. When it was pulled off, her eyes adjusted harshly to the light before she was met with men in suits. Oh good, more gangers. Megohime squinted to fight the bright lights, a scowl on her face when she saw the men in suits standing before her. She said nothing, paying them no mind as she looked around for Masamune. Masamune was still knocked out, propped up against the far wall, his forehead bleeding a bit. Megohime kept her eyes on Masamune for a moment, only satisfied when she saw him breathing. Looking back up at the men in front of her, she scowled silently, sitting in wait to see what they would do. "Did you enjoy the car ride?" The leader moved forward and bent down to look at her at eye level. Megohime only responded by spitting the wad of blood and saliva sitting in her mouth onto his face, glaring back at him with hatred. He wiped his face and looking at it before smacking her hard. Megohime let out a grunt of pain when she was struck, the side of her face stinging, but she only turned to look at him again, still scowling at him. "That wasn't very nice of you, you know." He stated angrily. Oh, I m sorry, it wasn t? She said mockingly, her own anger still clear. Forgive me, I suppose I m just a bit upset that you ve blown my car up and killed one of my men. "Had to keep you still somehow." He said, "No point in grabbin ya if you're on the move " This seemed to upset Megohime greatly, spitting another wad of blood at the man in front of her. He smacked her harder this time, "Now that's just plain rude. Hasn't anyone taught you manners?" He hissed. She grunted again, the chair she was in nearly toppling over, a soft chuckle escaping her. I ve plenty of manners. She said, sitting up and looking at him once more. Just not for shit stains like you. "Oh, you really like to test me, huh? That's fine, that's fine. But you'll change your tune when we move to your dog over there." He said, pointing to Masamune. Her scowl twisted her face, her rage clear when he threatened Masamune. What the fucks my Tag got anything to do with my business? It was clear he hit a nerve. "We've been watching you really closely, you know. Keeping an eye on you. Seeing what makes you tick. You see, we noticed his with you a lot more than the old guy is. Even seen you kiss him some, hm ? Not a very wise decision for someone you got on payroll, huh ?" He replied. Megohime clenched her fists tightly, jaw set tightly and clearly unhappy. So you plan to use him as leverage? For what? She asked through her clenched teeth. She should ve been more careful, she shouldn t have let Masamune kiss her, she shouldn t have kissed back. "All your drugs and guns. Oh. And your business." He stated. She bristled at the suggestion. You want me to just hand over everything my family has worked their whole lives for? Or are you asking for my loyalty? Either option wasn t anything Megohime would agree to. "Hand everything over. It's super easy. You just gotta sign one little paper and you can go off and live happily ever after with your dog." He said. Hand everything over? Disgrace her family legacy? What of those on her payroll, the people she housed and employed? Eat shit, you can take your one little paper and cram it up your ass. My, what a crass woman. He clicked his tongue and turned to face Masamune, moving over and grabbing him by the hair, which jolted him a little. "No? You sure?" He asked and then slammed Masamune's head into the wall as hard as he could. Megohime jerked forward hard in her chair, eyes wide and teeth bared, how soft the Lady Dragon had become, falling for a Tag. Get your filthy hands off of him you cocksucker! "Oh ho? Now you care? Didn't seem to bat an eye before." He said. Masamune's eye looked unfocused as he struggled to keep it open."L...Let me go...dickhead...""Shut up." He slammed Masamune's head into the wall again, scowling down at him. This was just like last time, having to watch people die right in front of her because she wouldn t give up the dark history that was her family. Stop! Fuck! She lowered her head, grinding her teeth. I ll fucking sign. He dropped Masamune, who grunted weakly. The man moved to a side table and grabbed a paper, moving over to her with a pen. He placed it in her hand but didn't untie her, "Don't want you jamming that into anything other than the paper, sweetheart.""Don't...!" Masamune groaned, "Don't...don't sign shit, boss...!" Megohime felt her heart ache hard in her chest, and she looked to Masamune with such a conflicted expression. I m sorry, Masamune. Shit, she would never forgive herself for what she was about to do. She touched the pen to the paper, but it wasn t her name that she signed:Fuck Offwas written neatly where her name should ve been. "What?! You bitch! Kill him!" He turned to Masamune, only to have the Tag rush him and tackle him to the floor, punching him hard in the face. The others grabbed Masamune and pulled him off, forcing him to his knees with a gun to his head. Megohime kept her eyes on Masamune, as much as she wanted to look away, she wasn t going to have his last moments spent with only enemies glaring at him. She gripped the arms of the chair so hard her knuckles were white, tears burning her eyes as she watched him struggle. "We won't kill him yet. He gets to suffer, too." Katou said, standing up and wiping his bloody nose on his sleeve. Masamune glared as he watched him move to Megohime."Trust that I'll make you regret putting your hands on her." Masamune hissed. Katou smirked softly."Cute." He said, before taking his gun out and pistol whipping her across the face. Masamune jerked forward but they kept him in place. Megohime saw stars, head snapping to the side from the force of the blow, which split open her cheek, a knot forming beneath it. She only straightened herself up again, looking to Masamune again, refusing to look at the man again. Masamune looked almost distressed, helpless almost."You think you're so cute, huh? So fucking smart with that little trick of yours. Well, you fucked yourself, you fucked your business, and you fucked your dog." Katou said. Megohime smirked, but Masamune knew she was terrified looking to the man, she shook her head. You re wrong. I might ve fucked myself, but you won t get one finger on my business, and Masamune isn t my dog. "Oh, he's not?" He asked before slamming his gun down on her hand. Masamune jolted again, gnashing his teeth. Megohime had to bite back a scream as she felt bones crack under the butt of the gun, needing to hunch over for a moment and breathe. He s not a dog... Certainly not mine, or anyone else s...! She growled out, forcing herself to sit back up in the chair to face him. "He sure seems to act like a dog." He said. He walked around the chair and played with her hair, making Masamune yank on his arms to try and free them. Megohime sat still in her chair, not trying to jerk away or stop him from touching her hair. I dunno, you have a pretty punchable face, I d be doing the same if I weren t tied to this chair. Katou punched her again, "I'm seriously debating cutting out that tongue of yours." Megohime let out another grunt of pain when he punched her in the head, starting to feel a bit dizzy from all the blows to the head she had taken that day even Motochika choking her had made her feel light headed. "Keep touching her and you'll be sorry." Masamune hissed. Katou chuckled."How cute.." Megohime would endure anything, she wasn t going to just hand over her family business and run away, not that they d actually allow for that to happen. "Let's see how mad we can make this dog before we have to put him down." Katou said and moved to pet Megohime's cheek. Megohime only did what she thought of first, the fact that he was touching her filling her with rage. She turned her head and bit down on his hand hard, tasting blood and feeling her teeth scrape the bones in his hand. He yelled in pain and grabbed her hair as tight as he could, trying to pull her head back roughly. Megohime only bit down harder, ignoring the pain in her scalp, but he soon yanked her free from his hand. "God, fuck!!" He hissed, hand shaking hard."That's what you get, asshole...""Shut up!" Masamune earned a knee in the gut and he almost threw up. Megohime spat out the blood and flesh she got from his hand, his blood dripping down her chin and smeared on her face. What s wrong, good at giving out, but not so good taking it? She mocked. One of his men moved to help him clean the wound and wrap it, the others keeping Masamune in place."Maybe we shoot off one of his fingers, hm?" One said, grabbing Masamune's wrist. Afraid he s about all you can handle? She hissed, trying to squirm free. A bit sad, needing that many men to just hold down one. "He's an A 3..." One muttered."He could snap us in half if his brain wasn't scrambled.." Oh, She sat back in her chair. I didn t realize I was kidnapped by a bunch of pussies. She said. "Hit her, fuckwad!" Katou yelled and the one helping him moved to Megohime and punched her hard in the nose. Megohime felt her nose crunch and blood flow freely from her nose, but she only laughed and looked back to him. Did you exclusively shop for pussies, or did that just kinda happen? She asked, an almost amused smirk on her face. Katou looked to the men holding Masamune and the one holding the gun pulled the hammer back."You get one more strike." That seemed to shut Megohime up quickly, her scowl returning to her face as she stared at Katou silently. This stupid game played on for days, the only way they could keep Masamune under control when they couldn't watch him was to beat him unconscious. It was awful watching them do that to him, no matter how he struggled. Megohime was left in the chair for days, having no choice but to keep her mouth shut unless asked something, progressively becoming more and more beaten. Masamune would have bursts of anger and adrenaline when he came to, never liking to see Megohime in such a state. Katou forced him to watch them beat her, and Masamune almost succeeded in overpowering them until he was shot in the leg. Megohime was slowly declining in health the more she was beat on, a few times losing consciousness. She sat slumped in the chair she had been stuck in the whole time, dazed and out of sorts, one eye swollen shut, her other eye unfocused as she stared ahead blankly. Blood dripping from her split lip, breathing slowly, clearly uncomfortable from the beating her ribs had taken. "B Boss..." Masamune didn't look any better, but he wasn't going to let himself croak. He had to get her out of here, "Stay awake, boss...come on, you're way tougher than these fuckers.." Megohime had taken quite the beating, but the majority of it was to the head, leaving her dazed most of the time, barely able to respond to much. He saw her eye slowly move over to him, seeing him only as a blur on the floor, only giving a soft grunt in response. "I'll get you out of here...promise...""Hey, dog." Katou moved over and grabbed Masamune by the hair, pulling the bound Tag up roughly before his men held Masamune up for him. "Wanna have a little fun today?" Katou moved to Megohime and Masamune glared. Megohime did her best to follow Katou with her good eye, but her head was spinning hard that day. Was he going to beat her more? If he was she would likely black out again, she barely had any strength to sit up straight at that point. Katou moved behind her and pushed his hands down her shirt and under her bra, groping her firmly with a sick smirk. Masamune thrashed hard, the two holding him firmly."You fucker!! I'll cut off your goddamn hands!!" Megohime jerked a bit in her chair, seeming to be jolted back to reality. She made a weak noise, shifting in the chair, trying to get his hands out of her shirt. "You're really soft, Megohime do you use lotion ? Body butter maybe ?""Son of a bitch!!" Masamune seemed to have a second wind, even without his celebrer he didn't seem to be affected by the withdrawls in his rage. Megohime gnashed her teeth, giving another jerk in a feeble attempt to free herself of his grasp. Fuck you.. She managed out through her teeth. "What, you'd rather your dog grab you like this ?" He asked and his hands moved lower. Megohime s cheeks flushed, she she strained against the ropes keeping her to the chair. He was vile, a horrid man, just how low would he stoop? Was this even so he could get her business anymore? He shamed her, touched her in places no man would ever be allowed to touch without her consent. Megohime refused to give in, wouldn t plead for him to stop, wouldn t cry no tears came anyway. She simply clenched her teeth and did what she could to keep silent, Masamune s screams and threats echoing off the walls as Katou has his fun touching her. It went on like this for days, Masamune losing his voice from screaming so much. Katou, however, seemed to take great pleasure in all this. Megohime remained completely silent, no matter where he touched her, or for how long, she never let a single noise escape her. She wouldn t give him the satisfaction, only clenching her jaw so hard it felt as though her teeth would crack. After a while, Katou seemed to get bored. He stopped touching her, instead just sitting and watching them. The gears in his head were turning, they could see that. He was trying to come up with what to do next. Megohime had no more snide remarks for him, not after Masamune s life was threatened, now all she did was glare hatred at him, sitting silently in her chair. "Alright, well, I think we've dicked around enough." Katou said and stood, grabbing Masamune's katana. He gestured to his men and thry pulled Masamune to his feet. The withdrawls were kicking in now, and he was tired. Megohime picked her head up, eye widening when she saw that Katou was holding Masamune s katana. F.. Fucking put that down..! Don t touch him...! "Hm? No, I don't think I will. He's gotta go, he's just slowing this whole thing down." He said, unsheathing the blade. Megohime jerked in the chair so hard she nearly toppled over, angry tears spilling down her cheeks. Keep your fucking hands off of him!! Get the fuck away from him!! She was starting to slip, panic setting in quickly flashes of the terrified citizens going through her head. Not again, not Masamune, not like this. Masamune, get up! Get up now!! Masamune only managed to lift his head, his eye half lidded and tired. Katou looked over the blade, purposely wasting time."Sorry, boss..." Masamune muttered, "I'm real damn sorry..." Megohime jerked again, trying to bite back her sobs, shaking her head. Get up, that s a fucking order! She had never ordered him to do anything before, she must ve really been desperate. He was so tired. Could he even do anything? He hadn't had celebrer in days. He clenched his teeth and ripped his arm free, clocking Katou hard in the face. It only resulted in his arm being pulled back again, and his katana in his gut. Megohime felt like her throat had closed up, and a hole punched through her chest, only able to stare at Masamune in complete silence as tears poured down her cheeks. Katou tried to disembowel Masamune but he couldn't get the blade to go all the way across, so he just ripped it out of Masamune and let his men drop him, watching him clatter to the ground. Megohime couldn t move, couldn t look away, just sitting and staring as blood pooled around Masamune s body. She hadn t realized she had been holding her breath until she let it out in shaky sobs. "Get him out of here, he's ruining the floor.""Hai.." They picked up Masamune and it was like they were just holding a giant noodle his limbs and head just dangled from the gravity. Megohime watched them drag Masamune away, feeling like she was going to be sick, hanging her head and staring at her tears as they hit the pavement. "What's wrong, Megohime? He was just a Tag." Katou said. Megohime picked her head up to look at him, almost looking unhinged, her red eye focused on him intently. I ll fucking kill you. She said in a low whisper. He smirked, "Not if I kill you first." Though they had seemed to finish with Masamune, they were far from done with Megohime. She endured far more after Masamune had been killed, only now she was completely alone. She was beaten harder, humiliated even more, and Katou refused to let her sleep sometimes. It was a nightmare, now made worse without Masamune. Megohime could hardly see through her swollen eyes, her broken nose crusted up with blood and her lips split and bruised. She was hardly conscious at this point, not able to even for a coherent single word response. "Maybe we should get rid of her? She's practically dead already.." One muttered to the other. Megohime couldn't understand their words, barely conscious now and starting to fade in and out. Maybe Kojurou would continue the business? Would he? Would he flee and have his own life? Kojurou was never the type to just abandon his post. He was an old fashion man, after all. Honor and duty above all else. He would do a good job running everything. Megohime felt herself slipping out of consciousness, head dropping more as she fell unconscious. She felt them untie her and pull her from the chair. Was this it? Was this the end? Katakura sama. Jin s voice came over the radio he had given to her, stationed up in the attic of the manor with a sniper rifle. A man is approaching the manor from the south west, shall I engage? She asked, watching the man through the scope of her rifle. "Keep an eye on him for now, see what he does." Kojurou answered. Things had been rather hard since the car accident took Megohime and Masamune from the household, but Kojurou made it work. He seems to only be approaching the manor, unarmed he is wounded though, he s covered in blood. She reported. Kojurou seemed confused, "Hold your fire, Jin dono..." Of course. She said over the radio, keeping her eyes on him, but keeping her finger off the trigger. The closer he drew to the manor, the more features she could make out. Wild brown hair, a rather nice albeit dirty suit, and an eye patch. She watched him stumble closer for a moment before moving away from the eyepiece. Katakura sama, She called through the radio. I think the man approaching the estate is the man you showed me Date Masamune. Jin had been shown an image of both Masamune and Megohime, both of them being gone, she needed a face to put to their names in case she were to see them. "What?! Are you certain?!" Kojurou sounded both relieved and panicked at the same time. If it was him, he could tell them the fate of Megohime and if she was still alive. I m certain, he s the man in the photo you showed me. Her voice crackled over the radio. So if Masamune lived, did that mean Megohime might have as well? Kojurou moved quickly out of the office and out of the manor, stopping when Masamune made his way up the path."Date!" He called. MAsamune was in a sorry state, holding his stomach to keep his guts in, his suit bloody and covered in dirt. Masamune looked up when he heard Kojurou and suddenly all his strength left him. He made it. His knees gave out and he crumpled to the floor like a fresh cut puppet. Kojurou moved over quickly and tried to pick him up, yelling for someone to help. A few of the house hands ran out to help Kojurou carry Masamune back inside the manor, where Jin and a few others were already preparing what they might need to examine and treat Masamune. I ve called the surgeon already, he s on his way with his own team and will be here shortly. She said, worry etched softly on her face when she saw the condition Masamune was in, would he even make it? "Arigatou..." Kojurou muttered. He hoped and prayed Masamune would pull through. He had lost so much blood already, but if he had the will to make it here from where ever he was, he would have the will to stay alive. Masamune only dreamt of horrible things, Megohime being hurt, over and over, her cries of pain echoing out in his mind, filling his head they became mind numbing. Over and over he watched her hand broken, her being struck in the head over and over until her face was a bloody mess then, he woke. He was in a dimly lit room, staring up at the ceiling, only the soft noise of fabric moving from elsewhere in the room reaching his ears. When his eye focused, he jolted upright, only to wince and groan from the sharp pain of his stitches. A woman he hadn t seen before moved over, long messy blonde hair and glasses. Please don t try to move yet, you ve just been seen back up. She said, voice soft but firm as she put a hand on his chest to stop him from getting up. "D Don't fucking touch me, lady." Masamune hissed, weakly smacking her hand away, "I gotta...gotta go find the boss..." Katakura sama is working on finding Tamura sama, he tasked me with keeping you alive until he can come speak with you. She said, frowning softly and retracting her hand. "I don't have that kind of time!" He argued and shakily pushed himself out of bed, "I gotta find her!" Jin has him sitting back in bed before he could register that he was no longer standing. You may be vital to finding Tamura sama, we cannot afford to lose our only lead. "I can't..." He looked distressed, "I can't leave her alone...she could already be dead..." Jin had no words to soothe him, frowning softly it was very likely she was dead, and that nothing would be found, but they had to try. Please rest, celebrer has been administered to you, but your body still needs time to process it. He laid down, even though every muscle screamed for him to just book it and find Megohime, but she was right. He had to wait, as much as he hated it. Patrols around the edges of the Chosokabe colony had been increased, with how bad the political climate had gotten, it was only fair things had grown more tense. "Geez, Motochika has been extra pissy lately..." Keita groaned as he walked with his friend on patrol. Haruto only gave a slight shrug, hands in the pockets of his pants as he trudged along. Can you really blame him? He lost his kid and now his girl, and he still has to hold everything together.. "I wouldn't know what to do at that point, to be honest..." He muttered, "The shit hit the fan hard for him." He sighed and scratched his head, then something caught his eye, a figure, mostly varied by bags of trash at the corner of an alleyway. Hey... do you see that? Keita stopped and looked over, "A body...? Oh, geeze..." He muttered the last bit a little bitterly, clearly unhappy. There have been more bodies to clean up as of late.. Haruto moved over and cautiously crouched down, moving a bag to see them. He frowned at the sight, the woman beaten so badly her face could hardly be considered a face. His eyes widened when he saw she was still breathing, and he quickly started to pull the trash off of her. Call for a car back to base, she s still alive..! Keita nearly dropped his phone trying to panic dial the car to get them and this girl. The car came quickly, and the medical team on staff was alerted about the woman they found, hoping that she d hang on just a bit longer. A general description of the woman was sent ahead as well no tags, petite, with pale skin and black hair. Was it Nana that they had found? Motochika was obviously given first word, and he hurried off to the room she would be placed in to wait for her. Was it Nana? Did they find her? His guts twisted inside him, heart pounding in his chest as he waited for what seemed like years, until finally, she came. A few of his men came rushing in, one carrying the woman in his arms, dirty and battered. His throat felt tight he was hoping, praying it was Nana. He wanted it to be her so badly. She was laid down on a cot, and immediately was worked on by the medics. Her shirt was removed to properly assess her condition, and Motochika felt his throat tighten. The woman had a tattoo peeking out from her back, a scaled tale snaking around her side and onto her hip, this wasn t Nana, she didn t have any tattoos. His heart dropped into his stomach and he lowered his gaze. All hope seemed to leave him he would never find Nana now. He knew exactly who this was, this person who should have been Nana was Megohime, as his own personal information on her listed a blue dragon tattoo on her back. Why her? Why did Megohime have to show up instead of Nana? What had even happened to her? His sorrow would soon turn to rage and he forced himself to leave before he lost it. Damn that kid. Why couldn't she have gone missing instead of Nana? His rage only spiraled, slowly, further and further why did she have to show up? She was a criminal, a woman touched by crime, one who embraced it and nurtured it, Nana was kind, not a single rotten spot about her. She helped others, she was gentle, and yet she had been brutalized and taken, more than likely dead in a shallow grave.Megohime was tended to for hours, barely clinging to life and hurt badly, nearly a dozen fractures and six broken bones excluding her hand. She was unconscious and wasn t expected to wake by the doctors, she had bleeding in her brain, and it was swelling slowly if it continued, they d have to open up her skull. For the time being she was bandaged up, put on a ventilator to help her breathe, and left to rest. Motochika couldn't wrap his head around how the Universe could punish Nana by taking her from this world and allowing Megohime to live. What entity thought it would be funny to do that to him? It wasn't fair. Returning to his office, he found a letter on his desk that hadn t been there before. It had no writing on the envelop beside his name, and inside was a single sentence: Slay the dragon, and get the princess. His eye widened slowly. Kill Megohime? And start a war?For Nana? His heart raced. He would do anything for Nana. All he had to do was finish the job, she was already on deaths door, just one more little push and she d be dead. It would be too easy, she wasn t even conscious his heart pounded hard in his chest, the idea of Nana being returned making his heart ache. He would march straight into Hell for Nana. A war would be nothing. He knew what he had to do, Nana was within his grasp now, the first lead in months of her disappearance. Megohime had practically been delivered to him on a silver platter, an easy kill, and all with a reward. He crumpled the letter and tossed it aside before moving back to Megohime's room. Megohime was alone now, set up with many different machines connected to her to help keep her alive, all he had to do now was to snuff out her life. His body felt heavier and heavier the closer he became, was he really going to do this? Megohime was hardly an adult, barely twenty, and already shouldering the responsibilities of a gang boss. His heart wavered, only until her words came back to him. The Tamura house isn t a fucking lodge, we re a business, unless that slipped your mind as well. That s right, that was the difference between Megohime and Nana Nana would never abandon anyone. He scowled heavily and wrapped both of his hands tight around her throat. She didn't need to be here. Nana should be here. Megohime didn t move, she didn t even flinch when he started to squeeze her neck, and after a moment the monitors connected to her started to beep rapidly as she couldn t breathe, and her blood pressure dropped.Motochika barely heard Ren screaming his name, trying to yank him away, doing all that he could to pry Motochika s hands away from Megohime s throat. Motochika!! What are you doing!? Stop!! "It's the only way...we don't need her anyway..." Motochika said numbly, but his grip loosened a little. We do need her! Ren ground out through his teeth, the alarms blaring still as Ren struggled to free Megohime. If you kill her, you ll upset the balance of the four households! She s beneficial for the stability of Ergastulum! He was struggling. She needed to die if he was to get Nana back. But Ren was right. He pulled his hands away and stepped back, punching a hole in the wall, "Now I'll never get Nana back..." Ren moved to Megohime, checking her over, looking to Motochika confused. What are you talking about..!? He asked as he started working to quiet the machines. "I got a letter...it said if I killed Ryuu neechan then...then I would get Nana back..." He muttered. What..?! A letter from who? Why would you listen to that? He snapped at Motochika, almost like he was scolding him. He looked broken, defeated. "I just want her back, lad...alive or dead...I just want Nana back..." I know, Motochika taichou, but this isn t the way. Ren said, moving away from Megohime after ensuring she wasn t hurt any worse. We should contact Katakura. He nodded numbly, "Aye..." He muttered. Ren sent Motochika back to his bedroom, stationing someone outside Megohime s room, making a call to Kojurou back at the Tamura estate to let him know Megohime has been found. "You have her?! Truly?!" Kojurou was more than shocked, "I'll be over soon!" He hung up quickly and grabbed his suit jacket, his tags jangling as he moved. Masamune came into the room, well enough that he could walk."What's up?""Chosokabe's men found Megohime dono." Kojurou answered and he needn't say it twice. Masamune was down the hall as fast as his legs couod carry him. Megohime had been found? What kind of shape was she in? The last time Masamune had seen her, she was in bad shape. He couldn't make the car go faster even if he wanted to. He was anxious, and rightly so. He had failed so protect her. Would she be angry with him? Would she kick him to the curb and tell him to get lost? At the very least he hoped she d forgive him, even if he suffered the scolding of a lifetime. When they reached Motochika's headquarters, Masamune jolted out of the car and ran inside."Wait! Masamune!" Kojurou called. No one tried to stop Masamune as he rushed inside to find Megohime, some even pointing him in the direction of the infirmary when Masamune demanded, heart pounding when he finally reached the door. He pushed it open and moved to her bed side, looking her over and burning the image in his mind. She didn t yell at him, didn t sit up when he came in, only continued to breathe shallowly with the help of the many machines around her bedside. She hardly even looked like Megohime, her face so bruised and swollen, she could ve been mistaken for a corpse. She won t wake up. Ren stood in the door behind Masamune. We has to induce a coma... Brain was starting to swell. He said softly. "She...She'll live though...right?" He asked, almost desperately. Ren shook his head. We ve scheduled surgery to release pressure on her brain, but she isn t looking good took quite the beating. Masamune clenched his fist tight, "Yeah. I know." I ll leave you to her then.. Let Motochika know you ve made it here ok. Ren said, closing the door behind him to give Masamune his privacy. Masamune sat beside Megohime, watching her quietly. How could he let this happen to her? Why did he have to fail? Her head ached terribly, body sore and eyes held shut lightly by tape. She made a weak noise as she groped at her face, wincing at the tender spots she touched before finding the tape with her fingers and peeling it away. It was dim in the room, the curtains drawn, but finding it bright outside, yet she didn t recognize where she was. Her vision was blurry, but upon looking herself over, she saw she had iv s hooked up to her, and one hand in a cast. She brought her good hand up to touch the side of her head, her scalp feeling tight and aching, feeling stitching running along and down the side of her head where it had been partially shaved. "Megohime dono..." Was that her name? Yeah, that's right, that was her name. But that was all she knew. Looking over, it was an older man he was relieved to see she was up. Kojurou, wasn't it? Megohime blinked, eyes watering from having been shut for so long, unaccustomed to the lights and use. She stared at him, studying his face, which was taught with worry, yet, she didn t know who he was, was he a doctor? She felt overwhelmed, putting her head in her hand and closing her eyes, brows furrowed. "Just try to keep calm, it's a lot to take in. I just wanted to check on you." He told her gently. Megohime picked her head up slightly, looking to Kojurou with tired eyes, both still bruised darkly, but no longer swollen. Where am I..? She asked softly. "Home.." He told her gently, "Ren san said there would be some fogginess from the coma, so we will go slowly." Who s Ren..? She asked, keeping her gaze locked into him. Who re you? The words made his blood run cold, her expression only showing her own confusion and fatigue. His throat felt incredibly tight after that. Ren didn't say she would have such extensive amnesia."K...Katakura Kojurou desu.." He answered, albeit nervously. She shook her head slowly, face twisting into a soft scowl, turning away from him to look down at her hands. One was in a cast, and the other was bruised badly. What happened to me..? Who... who am I..? "Tamura Megohime...a head of the Four Families..." He told her, watching her carefully. He didn't want to overwhelm her. Tamura..? Four Families..? She looked even more confused. I don t know what those are... I don t know that name. Megohime shook her head, looking to Kojurou. I don t understand.. "That's alright.." Kojurou told her, "You were taken from us...you were lucky to be found alive...that's probably why you can't remember, but we won't rush it if it frustrates you.." Megohime looked almost depressed, she had no memories other than her name, she didn t know who she was, didn t remember her childhood, or more importantly how she was hurt. I think... I just need some time alone. He bowed before leaving the room quietly. He would have to call Ren about this. Megohime seemed to be in a daze all day, simply sitting in bed and staring ahead with a blank look, occasionally looking frustrated as she tried to recall any memories, but none came to her. "Boss!!" Who was that??"Masamune, leave her alone!""No! Fuck off!" Megohime looked to the door, hearing the commotion beyond it and growing nervous. Was the man calling out to her? Did she know that man as well? The door opened and Masamune stumbled in, looking near frantic."Boss...you're awake..." Megohime reeled back, looking at him with wide eyes, shaking her head slowly. Boss..? Masamune became distressed, "Y Yeah...you're the boss...you're my boss...don't you...?""She has amnesia, Masamune, she needs to rest." Kojurou hissed. Megohime looked from Masamune to Kojurou, actually starting to look scared. I m not your boss I I m not anyone s boss..! I don t know either of you..! Kojurou grabbed Masamune and pulled him away, the Tag looking totally devastated."Let's go, Date." Megohime turned her head away, heart racing in her chest, but she wasn t quite sure why he didn t scare her, but she felt... worried? It was all too much to process. Masamune stumbled out after Kojurou, his eye never leaving Megohime, even after the door was closed. She didn t remember him? Didn t remember a single thing? Every moment they had spent together gone, only remembered by Masamune. What would happen to the Tamura house? Would Kojurou continue to lead it in her stead? If so, then for how long? Masamune just kind of gave up there in the hallway, sitting down on the floor in disbelief."She'll remember eventually, Date.""How long is eventually?" Masamune asked almost numbly. Kojurou frowned."I am unsure.." A day passed, then another, eventually three days passing with no signs of improvement on Megohime s memories. She was mostly physically recovered, but her mental state stayed the same. Kojurou became concerned. What if someone tried to finish the job? He had to hide her, keep her safe."Megohime dono..." Kojurou came to speak with her, "I think it would be in your best interest if we sent you away. We can supply you with a home and have food and essentials handled for you. It is clear that at this point, there is nothing that can be done for your memory, and perhaps that is best...you can live out the normal life you never had the opportunity to enjoy." What are you talking about? Why won t anyone tell me who I am, or who hurt me? Who am I hiding from? She asked Kojurou, frowning heavily. He frowned, "I have told you who you are...but the less you know, the better it is for you...don't you want to live a life of peace...?" She hesitated, unable to meet his gaze anymore. I don t know what I want... I can t even remember who I was.. "This is just until we know for sure you are safe. Until we can find out who made the hit to begin with and correct their wrong." He told her. Alright, I ll go.. She said softly, nodding what else was she to do? Perhaps she ought to find a new path, take advantage of her second chance. He bowed deeply, "Once this is all cleared up, if you wish to come back, we will come for you." Megohime left with the driver, only taking a suitcase of clothing with her. She d be staying just outside the city, in a small apartment on her own, with men directly under Kojurou checking on her daily without disturbing her. It was nice, to say the least. She had a place of her own, to do what she wanted at her own pace. Most everything was handled for her should she need it. She didn t quite know what to do with herself while she was there, being entirely alone and mostly only allowed to go out on occasion. Kojurou supplied her with plenty to do inside, but she mostly stuck to reading though. One day, there was a knock on the door, the usual knock that Kojurou's men used to let her know they were coming. But it wasn't time for them to come around just yet. Megohime looked up from her book, setting it aside before moving to the door, only opening it a crack to peek out. "Boss?" It was that Masamune guy again, trying to look through the door but without his right eye, he couldn't. Megohime flinched, almost closing the door in his face. I m not your boss. How did you find me? "No, don't.." He put his hand up to stop her from shutting the door, "Look...whether you remember or not, we have a contract...I'm bound to you. I go where you go.." Megohime stared at him like she wasn t buying it, but after a moment she wrapped back and opened the door for him. You make it sound like you re my slave or something.. He stepped in and shook his head, "Nah, not really...least I don't mean to.." Megohime closed the door, moving around Masamune and sitting back down at the table. Am I really who that man says I am? A mafia boss..? "Uh..." He played with his katana, "He told me I wasn't supposed to talk to you about it til you were good..." Megohime made a face at him, but didn t press further on the subject. Were we... lovers or something? She asked quietly. "Kinda...?" He answered, "We kissed...but I think that was cuz we were drinking.." Megohime s cheeks flushed, and she looked down at her lap, they had kissed? She felt as though she vaguely remembered sharing a kiss, but was it with him? Oh.. "Yeah..." He played with his katana some more, "It was nice.." Megohime touched her lips and felt them tingle, remembering the bitter taste of alcohol on her tongue, the feeling of lips against hers. I I m sorry.. I wish I remembered more.. He shook his head, "I'm not gonna be the old man and try to push it...it'll happen when it happens.." Megohime gave a nod, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. You can sit if you want.. stay for a while too.. "Oh, I didn't...plan to leave..." He admitted, "If that's cool...?" She nodded. It s been pretty boring, have to stay inside as much as possible. She said, running her fingers over the book on the table. "Well, you have someone to talk to now.." He said, giving a soft smile. She gave a soft smile back in return. Thank you.. I appreciate it, really.. Megohime said. "I'll go find a room to fall in." He said and wandered off. Megohime went about her business, reading a bit more, tending to the house chores, then thinking out what she d have for dinner. Masamune sat ckose by, maybe not very close but in the same room. It was nice having someone there with her. He wasn t always able to sit with her all day, Kojurou sometimes calling Masamune back to the estate on business, and most times Megohime was still in her apartment when he returned, but one night, he returned and she was gone. She must ve gone out, as the front door was locked and her purse gone as well. He hummed, tapping his katana sheathe anxiously. He looked for a note, hoping she left him one. She left no note, but the house was tidy, and in the room he mostly spent his time in were a few leftover snacks on the bedside table. She d be home soon, right?A few more hours passed and Masamune heard the key unlock the door and someone stumble inside before closing the door behind them, and already his sharp nose picked up the heavy smell of alcohol she had been drinking? It wasn t strange, just uncommon, but perhaps she was trying to enjoy herself despite worrying. He heard someone drop down onto the couch, then heard Megohime let out a soft murmur, as if speaking, but he couldn t make out what it was. He gripped his katana and moved carefully to the door, leaving the room slowly so he could eavesdrop. He didn t hear much in the way of talking, but heard the familiar sound of pants zipper being undone. C mon baby just relax, it ll feel real good He heard an unfamiliar voice say a mans, then Megohime mutter something softly, sounding far more drunk than the man was. N No... He could hear her mumble. The man didn't hear any movement before a blade moved under his chin, the sound of a tag jangling after."Pull it out and I slice it off." Masamune snarled. Megohime lay sprawled out on the couch, barely awake with how drunk she was, barely even noticing Masamune was now in the room. Her shirt was unbuttoned and opened, pants still on but undone as well.The mans eyes widened and he froze, after he drew his hands away from Megohime that is. Sh She didn t say she had a boyfriend! He spat out quickly. "Kin'a hard when you're as far gone as she is. Get out of here, and don't go spillin' your guts about this. Or you'll be seeing me again to make an honest man of ya." He threatened. The man didn t even bother zipping up his pants, he simply scrambled off Megohime and ran for the front door, slamming it shut behind him. Megohime let out a soft noise, face flushed from the alcohol, rolling her head to look at Masamune. He sheathed his blade and moved to button her shirt, "You ok, boss...?" He could see she wanted to get up, but could tell she couldn t. Hey.. When d I get back..? She closed her eyes, the room spinning. Did you walk me home..? "No, but some asshole who wanted to take advantage of you did. I kicked him out.." He told her. Oh.. She seemed more confused than upset, which he expected since she was drunk, but what he didn t expect was to see tears slipping down her cheeks, expression still calm. Will you stay the night..? She asked in a whisper. Stay with me..? He blinked, odd considering he did in fact sort of live there. She must be really drunk."Yeah, boss, I'll stay.." Do we have to move from here..? I think I ll be sick if I do.. She managed out. He made a noise and moved to sit against the couch on the floor, "Nah, you can stay right there, boss...I've slept in worse places." He felt her shift on the couch behind him, feeling her rest her head against his back. I think.. I think I figured out I m in love with you.. She admitted quietly. I think it happened before I forgot you.. always get this feeling in my chest when you re around.. She reached up to touch his hair, having to focus hard. You make it hard to focus on things.. s hard to look away from you.. He gave a soft chuckle, "I feel the same, minus the forgettin'.." Megohime closed her eyes, just enjoying Masamune being there, listening to his breathing and his heartbeat until she fell asleep on the couch behind him. He stayed awake for a little while before he became bored enough to fall asleep. In the morning, Megohime was still leaned against him on the couch, her slow breathing showing she was still asleep, holding onto his shirt. He groaned softly, his back stiff and sore but he didn't move. She didn t wake for a while longer, letting out her own groan of pain, head throbbing from drinking too much. "Mornin'..." He said, "Want some coffee...?" Yeah.. She groaned, rolling to put her face against the back of the couch, trying to block out the light coming in through the window. He stood stiffly and moved to the kitchen to start a pot before closing the blinds in the living room. Yeah.. He heard her muffled reply, Megohime laying unmoving from her spot on the couch. "Yeah, what?" Masamune asked, "I didn't say anything..." Megohime turned her head after a moment, looking at him with groggy, glassy eyes, clearly still drunk from the night before what a lightweight. Oh.. never mind.. She laid her head down, clearly still needing a bit more help. He chuckled softly and moved back to the kitchen, "Think you could stomach some food?" Probably.. She mumbled. I m starving. She said, shifting to her comfortable on the couch, finding it not nearly as comfortable as she thought it would be. Masamune wasn't by any means a grand chef, but he knew how to work a stove. He made diced potatoes and eggs with toast and some sausage. Smelled pretty good. He returned to her with the plate and offered it, "Here, boss.." This was such a different side of Megohime, one he hadn t seen before. She sat up and took the plate, offering a mumbled thank you before digging in. She ate in silence, looking rather zoned out she looked like a normal person who just had too much to drink the night before, not some mafia boss. Her hair was messed and she smelled like booze still, and there he was, cooking breakfast, making coffee, far from the hired killer look he usually carried. What the hell kind of weird timeline did they get thrown into? This was hardly the life he knew all his life. A thought entered Masamune s head: he could take Megohime, and together the both of them could start a new life, one away from violence and killing.Megohime looked up from her plate, mouth full of eggs before holding the plate up for Masamune, offering him some of the food. He reached out and took the fork, taking a couple bites before nodding in satisfaction. He could totally have a peaceful life with her now. She wouldn't have to worry about running a mob, she could just be with him. Megohime gave a nod herself, then resumed eating as normal.Masamune would be able to pull it off, all he had to do was escape Kojurou, find a new place for Megohime and himself. He would have to get rid of his phone, for sure. Get her to a different apartment without anyone knowing. He would really have to really think about this one. His heart beat hard in his chest, and for the first time in years, he felt hopeful. Together they might both have a chance at a normal life, at happiness. "Whoa..." He actually muttered under his breath at the realization, eyebrows raised gently. What..? She looked up from her empty plate, swallowing down the last of the food, looking at him with groggy eyes. "Huh? Oh," he stopped and shook his head, "nothing, just a thought I had." She nodded, standing and taking her plate to the sink before moving to the bathroom to wash up from the night before. He ignored Kojurou a lot, keeping his GPS off so he wouldn't be found. He didn't want to leave Megohime alone, not now. Megohime was clearly warming up to Masamune more and more, talking with him more and even trying her hand at cooking which she was awful at. How did we meet..? Megohime asked, always trying to learn something new about her passed life. "Uh..." He hesitated, "I rescued you..." They sat on the couch together, Megohime sitting on the opposite end of Masamune. You rescued me? From what? "People wanting to get to your dad..." He answered, "They were gonna kill you..." Megohime frowned softly, looking down at her lap. And you stopped them.. She muttered, almost to herself. He nodded, "Sure did.." Thank you. Megohime whispered, the faintest memory of pointing a knife at a blurry figure in her mind. I don t remember that either.. but I m glad you saved me, I m glad I got to meet you. He made a soft noise, "Me too, boss.." Over the days Megohime slowly regained memories, but they meant little to her, most were blurry or lacking detail, other were things that needed context. None of it was important to her, at least not enough to trigger any big memory recalls. Masamune couldn't avoid Kojurou this time, and was forced to leave on a job, telling Megohime that he would be back as soon as he could. He didn't like leaving her alone. Megohime bid him farewell, locking up and starting on her usual routine of tidying up and reading. Later on, there was a knock on the door, but not the usual one. Should she risk it? Megohime felt a bit of worry, knowing she shouldn t, Kojurou warning her against answering the door to anyone but them, but she did anyway, only cracking the door open slightly. There was a massive man at the door, wild white hair and olive drab military attire."Ryuu oneesan?" She frowned, not recognizing the man before her in the slightest. Who is that? I don t know anyone by that name, you have the wrong home. "No, no, I'm right where I need to be. I forgot, you have amnesia. I came to try and help jog your memory." He said. She looked skeptical, still not opening the door for him. How do I know you aren t armed? She glanced him up and down. "How can I prove that to you if you only have the door cracked?" He asked, "Kinda hard to show you I can't hurt ya if ya can't see." She considered what he said for a moment before opening the door for him, allowing him inside, eyes glued to him the whole time. He stepped in and opened his military jacket, showing his holsters were empty. He lifted the ends of his pants to show the knife sheathes were also empty. "See?" She stared at the empty holsters for a moment before giving a small nod, taking a glance out the door before closing it again. Who are you? Why do you want to help me? "I'm Chosokabe Motochika. I'm one of the four heads. I wanna help cuz we need you. Kojurou does a decent job but he ain't you." He answered. He knew Kojurou? She wasn t sure if she was right to trust this man, but she wanted desperately to know who she was. What can you tell me? No one will tell me anything meaningful. He made a noise and pulled a folder, neatly folded, and held it out to her. "This is everything I have on you." Megohime took it almost like it would hurt her, but she opened it the second it was in her hands, quiet as she started to read what was inside. She paced the room as she read page after page, eventually having to sit down on the couch as her eyes filled with tears. Her parents were dead, she had no siblings. I m a horrible person.. She said quietly, not looking at Motochika. I ve.. I m a crime lord.. Immediately Motochika regretted going behind Kojurou's back like this. "Well...yeah...but you aren't horrible..." She thumbed through a few more pages, looking up at him. She felt overwhelmed all over again memories she hadn t remembered until this point coming back, her being brought home by Masamune, her family business, who she was, but more importantly the car crash and kidnapping. Where she was and what happened was still fuzzy, only blurry memories of being beaten, Masamune on the floor, and so much blood. Fuck..! She closed the file, putting her head in her hands. "You ok...?!" Motochika became alarmed, moving over quickly. I m not dead. She muttered. So I suppose that s good. Megohime ribbed her face and looked to him, a hard scowl on her face. But remembering all the bad shit isn t great. He perked, "Oh, shit, it worked?" He asked, "Damn!" Don t sound so excited, I still feel like a lots missing, but I remember enough. She stood up, closing the file. "Still! I didn't expect it to work!" He said. I need to get back to Kojurou, if things are in trouble, I need to get back to him. She pushed the files back into his hands. Thank you, this wasn t a pleasant wake up, but it s much appreciated. He nodded, "No problem." He said as he watched her go, "Wanna ride?" Megohime stopped, thinking for a moment, then nodding. Yeah, I d appreciate that. He nudged his head and walked out with her, moving to his car. Megohime followed him, leaving behind her chance at a peaceful life, glancing back at the building once more before getting into the car. Motochika drove her back to her estate, and when she walked in Kojurou was surprised to see her."Megohime dono...?" Yeah, I got a ride from Motochika, he brought me up to speed with most things, still have a few fuzzy spots though. She was back to her old self, not the scared untrusting woman he had been returned. He glared at Motochika, who rose his hands defensively, before smiling softly at Megohime."It's good to have you back.." Let it go, I probably would ve remembered sooner or later and it sounds like it was a good thing it happened sooner where s Masamune? She asked. "On a job. He should be back soon." Kojurou answered. Megohime found herself a bit disappointed, but only nodded, needing to assure her business wasn t going to suffer any longer. Get me up to speed, Kojurou. He nodded and grabbed a large pile of papers, "This is all the transactions that have been made in your absence." Megohime nodded, taking the stack of papers and moving to sit down, needing to go through the papers as quickly and thoroughly as she could. "I have done my best to carry things as well as you would have." He told her. You did well Kojurou, there s no reason to fret so much. Megohime said as she went through the papers. Give yourself a little credit. He smiled softly and nodded, "Thank you, Megohime dono.." Megohime gave Kojurou a glance, a soft smile on her face, knowing her condition must ve been hard on him. "Date should be back soon. I sent him on a small guard job for a drug transfer." He told her. Megohime nodded, not looking up this time. Good. She hesitated for a moment before glancing to Kojurou. Send him to me when he gets back, will you? He seemed hesitant but nodded, "Of course.." Megohime dismissed Kojurou to take a break, sitting alone in her office as she went over every transaction Kojurou had overseen. It didn't seem like long before the door opened."Boss...?" Masamune peeked in, "What are you doing here...?" Megohime looked up, and she felt her chest ache, part of her wishing she hadn t ever remembered who she was. Working. She said with a small smile. I m sorry I was gone so long.. She saw his expression drop before he pushed whatever it was down, becoming stoic, "Nah...good to have you back, boss." Megohime knew he was disappointed, how could he not be? They could ve had the perfect life together away from the mess in Ergastulum, but that wasn t how her life was supposed to be. She set the papers down and frowned softly. Masamune.. I know this isn t how you wanted things to turn out, and I m sorry that it did.. He shook his head, "It was too good to be true anyway...I don't wanna think about it anymore, if that's ok.." Megohime felt her heart grow heavy, but gave a nod. Of course. She said softly. "So...got any chores for me?" He asked, holding his katana. Megohime was about to tell him no, but then she reconsidered. I haven t asked Kojurou about this yet, but has he found out who it was who held us? She asked. "Katou Danzou." It came out of his mouth lightning fast, "I've been trying to find him but he bounces a lot." Good. I want you to find him and bring him back here. Alive. She said, face set with a hard scowl. I have a few things I want to ask him. "As soon as I find him, you'll be the first to know." He told her. Megohime nodded, wanting more than anything to get answers from the man who nearly killed Masamune and her. "Is that all, boss...?" He asked gently. Megohime wanted to tell him to stay, but perhaps it was best if she didn t. That s all. He nodded and hesitated before stepping out of the office. Megohime spent the rest of her day going over papers and making sure everything was in line, staying up late into the night. The doorknob to her office jangled before it opened, Masamune stumbling in before kicking the door shut. Masamune? Megohime looked surprised to see him at such an hour. What s wrong? "'M upset." He slurred. Had he been drinking? "We couldda run off. Been happy. But no. This shit always hasta pull ya back, huh?" She felt the same pang of sadness in her chest, standing and moving over to Masamune. I m sorry, She said softly. Part of me wished I hadn t remembered, truly.. "That big fuggin idiot had ta go 'n ruin iddal, huh? I'll fuggin..." His eye closed as he tried to stay standing, "I'll kill 'im..." Megohime held him stead by the shoulders, making sure he didn t go toppling over. No you won t, he s just trying to do right by this family. He huffed and looked up at her, "Let's go...let's run away, boss.." Megohime s eyes grew sad, and she almost looked like she would cry. Masamune, you know I can t.. "But why not...?" He asked softly, "We can fake your death and just go.." You know I couldn t do that.. I wouldn t be able to live with myself. Megohime said softly, knowing how much Masamune was hurting. "But I love you, boss, please..." It was almost like the alcohol turned him into a needy child, emotions coming out that he would be more comfortable with hiding. Megohime moves forward and held Masamune, feeling her tears slip down her cheeks. I m sorry.. I wish I could run away with you, work on my cooking with you.. He looked destroyed before he moved and kissed her firmly, as if it would be enough to convince her. Megohime was a bit surprised, pulled away even, a look of confusion on her face. Masamune, I I don t understand.. why this all of a sudden..? "I...I dunno...I thought...maybe I could convince you...?" He slurred. Megohime felt like her heart would break, having no words to say to him, instead leaning back up to kiss him. He kissed back and cupped her cheeks, putting a little firmness into the kiss. Megohime could taste the alcohol in Masamune s mouth, making a faint noise as she held the kiss, closing her eyes. He nudged her toward the desk, picking her up and setting her against it as he deepened the kiss. Megohime let out a small noise against his lips, sitting back on the desk and pushing a few things off the top in the process. She held him close by his shirt, greedily, like she needed to feel his body against hers. His hands sloppily moved to pull at her clothes, wanting them off desperately. Megohime moved to help him, in bottoming her blouse and shrugging it off, then moving to pull his shirt over his head. He broke the kiss briefly so she could get his shirt off but then stopped, "Shit, the door..." He mumbled and moved quickly to lock it. Megohime leaned back against the desk, taking the moment to catch her breath, watching Masamune cross the room to lock the door. He came back and kissed her again, his hands working on undressing her again. Megohime worked on undoing Masamune s belt, moving her kisses against his neck down to his shoulder. Once they got undressed, Masamune floundered a little. He didn't really know what to do, touching her randomly and sloppily. Megohime didn t seem to bothered by his inexperience, working with him and picking up any slack. She guided his hands to where she wanted to be touched, murmuring in his ear how to touch her and how hard, in turn paying attention to his needs. He was incredibly worked up, his cock throbbing harder and harder as time went on. Megohime finally helped guide his need to her heat, kissing him deeply as he pressed the head of his cock to her entrance. This part he knew what to do. It was common sense. He pushed into her, holding her hips to keep her steady, moaning lowly. Megohime held herself close to Masamune, the feeling of him filling her up making her gasp softly. He fully buried himself inside her and made a low noise as he started to move. Megohime adjusted herself carefully on the desk, holding onto his shoulders and kissing him again as she rolled her hips slowly. He kissed back, moving rather sloppily, but it still felt good. Megohime didn t care, didn t care that Masamune was clumsy and inexperienced, it was him and that s all that counted. She helped guide him the best she could, digging her nails into his back and murmuring his name into his ear. He shivered, obviously liking that, and moved a little faster. She could almost feel how hard he was throbbing. Megohime dug her nails into his back, enough to leave red marks, but not enough to draw blood, letting out soft little moans as he thrust into her. He felt like he was close, but he didn't know what to do. So he stopped."I...I don't know...where to finish..." Megohime s breath wasn t a bit uneven, running her fingers through his hair gently. Just not inside me.. She said softly. He nodded and started moving again, holding her close by her hips. Megohime held him close, murmuring his name softly into his ear, raking her nails down his back every so often. He suddenly pulled out as he climaxed, staining the wood. But he reached to rub her clit like she showed him, wanting her to finish too. Megohime let out a soft gasp as he started to touch her, cheeks flushing, Masamune able to feel just how wet she was. He didn't stop, working her quickly, resting his head against hers. He could feel her hips buck as he continued to touch her, Megohime letting out a soft noise before she finally reached her climax. He stopped and pulled his hand away, leaning down to kiss her. Megohime kissed him back, breathing heavily, cupping his cheek before pulling away slightly. I can t leave... But I need you... Stay at my side..

['Sasuke', 'Megohime', 'Yukimura', 'Tamura']

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Caging the Tiger of Partali (Sanefin and TheHeavenlyKnight)

Tyreen wasn't really the prisoner taking type unless said captured person could give her streams a serious power boost, she'd rather just eat whatever sap was facing maximum consequences for going against the COV, as much she appreciated the bandit buffet she had easy access to 24 7 time to time Tyreen needed a little variety in her snacks. What she was doing with her current prisoner shocked even herself, Tyreen wasn't going to stream the capture or help herself to the woman's power, Troy gave her shit for it but Tyreen told him to just point his camera somewhere else. There was plenty happening in the galaxy and he didn't need to fly around her like a mosquito all the time, so he could buzz off, Tyreen had plans for a very special superfan."Guess who!" Tyreen announced when stepping into her room, as per her orders the bandits had chained Amara's hands above her head and to the ceiling, high enough to where Amara could just barely stand on her tiptoes. "I know you might have a hard time finding the right answer since you're not the brightest in the universe, I mean seriously how could be this dumb to get captured! If I really dig deep, really anyone who goes against me has to have all their screws loose." Stepping forward so she was in front of Amara, Tyreen's grin was both smug and triumphant as she spoke, flashing the other siren her teeth. "It doesn't matter how fierce a tiger is, sooner a later a huntress is going to catch them.""Now I know what you're thinking, why doesn't Tyreen just take my powers already, why does she just keep talking! Well, your powers can't be anything that special if it's this easy to catch you" Snorting at her own joke Tyreen grabbed Amara by the hair and yanked her head up "Honestly I just want to make a point, it doesn't matter what you're capable of right now you're no match for me, superfan. Cool as it would be to have six more arms, that's eight times I can flip someone off as once! I really want you at your best so that it hurts even more when I finish off the Crimson Raiders." Tyreen's grin became much more sinister after saying that. "Plus I'd prefer you to keep the multiple arms you can use them to please me."Tyreen raised both her hands for effect "Surprise again, you're going to be my personal toy! I know with strength like this I could probably work you to death and who knows how long it'd be until you die!" Tyreen ran her palm along Amara's muscled arm "You're just lucky I like that pretty face of yours a lot more." Lowering her palm down further Tyreen stopped it went it came into contact with Amara's cheek "I'm sure by now you're thinking how amazingly generous I am how you want to devote yourself to me like the rest of my followers." The grip Tyreen held on Amara's hair tightened."There's one thing you gotta know superfan, this kind of generosity comes with a heavy price if you won't pay with loyalty then I'll just collect some other way." The hand that was on Amara's cheek lifted away and Tyreen shaped her hand into a finger pistole, pressing it against the other siren's forehead, seconds after Tyreen began to snicker and snort. "Just kidding, killing you would be a real waste after bringing you all the way here. I won't take your life, but you should know, I can make you wish you were dead." Tyreen stated it rather casually almost like she was sharing a hobby of hers. Well this was embarrassing at least that s how Amara felt at first when her team was ambushed by a group of bandits. What was suppose to be a simple recon mission turned into a massive fuck fest of blood, bullets and butts. Which in pandora that wasn t exactly odd except for the part where one bandit was throwing actual butts. Where did he get them? Who knew, Amara killed him rather quickly so no one got the chance to ask. Beyond that they were a bit too busy falling back to care either way.Which is where the real problem began for Amara. In order for her team to escape, she had to unleash all her power at once. A feat that wasn t simple nor easy however it did buy her team time to escape unfortunately the same couldn t be said about her. The Tiger was drained both mentally and physically which made her escaping impossible. She knew this was probably her last moments so before she drifted off to sleep she smiled and gripped her gun tightly.However when the dark skinned woman woke up hours later and found herself chained she cussed and shook her head. Oh great....I didn t die after all. She said to herself as she looked around the room before she heard and watched Tyreen enter. Is it the pizza guy? Amara replied sarcastically as she rolled her eyes and tugged on the chains. A huntress? Is that suppose to be you? Amara asked as she looked the other woman up and down. Actually I was wondering what you had in your teeth. She replied before she hissed as her hair was pulled back, a hint of fire in her eyes as her tattoos sparked green. You really shouldn t let a tiger regain it s strength it might just bite you head off when it does. The professional fighter commented before she blinked a few times in confusion. Wait what? She asked as she looked around for the cameras until she felt Tyreen s hand trace her arm. It was almost gently yet it held a certain venom underneath it as the two sirens looked at each other.When her hand moved up to cup her cheek, Amara felt herself blush a bit but kept her eyes focused as she felt a warmth between her legs. Is this some kind of henti fetish because I m not surprised. Or is it because you just like girls with muscles? Amara asked before she grunted as her hair was pulled tighter, a mixture of pain and pleasure pulsating through her as she bit her lip. L let me guess....you ll record all of this for your followers? It was a simple question and even though Amara didn t see any cameras, that didn t mean there weren t any there.She figured there was some kind of trap involved in all of this, she just needed to figure out what it was before she attempted to escape. "Hentai?" That earned a laugh from Tyreen as she released the grip she had on Amara's hair to hug both arms around her stomach with exaggerated laughter. "Sure if that's what you're hoping for, superfan, I'll even pitch in a schoolgirl outfit and a tentacle monster, Pandora is bound to have one of those." Tyreen placed a hand to her chin and looked Amara up and down "Not sure how a uniform would look on someone as jacked as you, but I'd say the first thing we need to find out is how good you look with no clothes on." Tyreen took a step closer towards Amara and gave her midriff a few pats before wandering her hands upwards.Grabbing onto the captured siren's jacket, Tyreen began to raise it up until it was above Amara's arms before starting to pull the fabric apart to the point it split in two. "You can hate me for that, I know if someone tore my jacket I'd have their head" The big difference that Tyreen could actually have someone's head while Amara was left with no choice but to dangle there, that with the fact what was being done was intentional in order to get Amara worked up. "Now pop goes the top! You're already showing off this much of your upper body, might as well show off the rest!" Tyreen dug her nails into the purple top and began tugging at it was well until it split in half just like the jacket "Halfway there."Hooking her thumbs beneath the hem of Amara's pants, Tyreen leaned in towards the other siren's ear "Oh by the way, you mentioned this being streamed, well don't worry because it's definitely on my to do list" How could she not? It'd be a nice big blow to the Crimson Raiders credibility knowing that one of their strongest members is now at her mercy, live for all to see. With another smug grin, Tyreen yanked down Amara's pants and underwear around her ankles. "There we go, I'd it's only fair that you wear nothing at all to show that you're mine. I might dress you up in something later, gotta show your Children of the Vault pride after all, but naked suits you right now." Tyreen gave Amara a slap to the ass, palm glowing purple as she used her powers to give it an extra sting."This is the part where you thank me for letting you keep those powers, superfan." Pulling her jacket in front of herself to reach into one of the pockets, Tyreen lifted a syringe out from the inside, in a matter of seconds she tugged off the cap and stuck the needle into Amara's neck before pushing down on the plunger. "Because that is a little something I bought just for you! You should be feeling the effects pretty soon" The contents were an aphrodisiac and it caught Tyreen quite the pretty penny because apparently it was the peak of what the drug was capable of. "You can use those arms of yours to touch yourself all you want, but let me tell you this bad boy is supposed to get intense and it won't be long until you need someone else to help out." Amara bit her lip and rolled her eyes as the other woman mentioned putting her in a jumpsuit before she blushed softly at the mention of a tentacle monster. Resulting in a bulge forming in the front of her pants as she tried not to think about it. The comment about her muscles wasn t making it easy either as she felt the front of her suit tighten ever so slightly. So you re just some kind of perv then? Should have figured. Amara commented as she tried to distract herself from the sudden realization that despite Tyreen s psychotic tendencies she was rather attractive.Especially with that short pixie cut she had. A dyke s daydream for sure. When she felt her hand on her abs, Amara flinched a bit before biting her lip as that hand travelled upwards to her top and jacket. As the jacket was tugged upwards then ripped off, she let out a grunt of dissatisfaction and gave Tyreen a look that clearly told her just how pissed she was. This soon died down though as she felt her heavy breasts freed from her top, spilling out with a bounce as her nipples stood erect. You re definitely gonna pay for that one when I get out. She said with a blush to her cheeks as her cock twitched in her pants. Mentally she was kicking herself in the back of the head for not jerking off before starting this quest. Had she known she would be spending this much time with the other woman she would have rubbed one out before leaving sanctuary that day.As Tyreen went on her mini monologue, Amara looked around the room for any sign of a way out. This proved uneventful though as this didn t help her, as far as she could tell the only way out was through the front door and that wasn t going to happen at the moment. However as she began thinking of alternative ideas she felt her pants and panties being pulled down before her thick cock was left standing out in the open. What are you doing? She asked half embarrassed and half aroused as her cock dripped precum from when Tyreen slapped her ass.All of this was becoming a bit too much for the fighter especially after Tyreen gave her some sort of drug. One that caused her to pant and sweat intensity. What did you...what did y you give me? She asked as her cock was throbbing painfully now, her abs twitching and flexing as sweat ran down her shoulder blades. Soon her eyes were becoming glazed over as her tattoos came to life and began manifesting her arms. Slowly one reached down and began jerking herself off as one cupped her heavy balls.Two of them then began squeezing and pinching her nipples as the last two divided. One reaching up to squeeze her throat as the other played with her ass. Leaving the vault hunter moaning lewdly as she pleasured herself in front of her enemy.

['Tyreen', 'Amara']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/116933/

The Best Revenge (Impossible x The Scandinavian)

Damn him. Damn them. Damn it all.The orange glow, ambient heat and the roaring sound of waves of molten rock crashing against energy shields seemed the perfect backdrop for his inner turmoil.The corpses of the Trade Federation leaders had been fed into the rivers of lava, and cleaning droids were scouring the control room, removing every trace of the brief struggle. No, the massacre. He had personally retrieved the security footage and deleted anything that might seem incriminating. To the galaxy at large, the story would be that the backers of the Seperatist movement, the men who had supported Count Dooku in his ill conceived crusade, had simply... vanished... when their defeat had become inevitable. They would be far from the first war criminals to go into exile to escape the repercussions of their actions.The people of the new Galactic Empire would moan and complain about the troublemakers having escaped justice. But there would be peace. Thanks to him. Why did that particular thought make him want to jump the railing and cast himself into the fiery sea?Search your feelings, Anakin. Before you can control them, you must know them. And to know them, you must first be able to name them.Do not try to put them into perspective, or make them presentable before you do. That way lies only delusion. Face them without fear, and they lose much of their power. Then you can decide what you must do about them with a clear head.One of the few lessons Qui Gon had managed to impart aboard the Nubian before they returned to Naboo all those years ago. Name your feelings.Fear, of course. He was afraid. So much was changing, and he had never handled change well. The war had become his home. He had had an enemy, an objective, and a way to prove his strength and courage. It had made him a hero. Now he would have to find a new way, and that was terrifying. And even with Emperor Palpatine's reassurances, he still feared for Padme.Guilt. However just the cause, he had betrayed much of what he had come to value, and the principles of many whom he loved. Oaths he had sworn, that had once granted him strength and comfort. It would be difficult... and painful... to reconcile everyone and everything he would need to to go on. Perhaps even impossible. The screams of the Jedi in the temple still rang in his ears. Maybe they always would.Anger. The only reason any of this was happening was because of the failings of others. The bureaucrats of the Republic had failed to negotiate or compromise or even admit culpability, and forced him, Palpatine and Padme to shoulder the burdens of the galaxy alone. The Jedi Council had failed to resist corruption, and had threatened everything he held dear out of sheer spite and lust for control. Everything had been falling apart because people kept refusing to follow the law, and do their duty instead of pursuing their own interests.So what must he do? He must trust Palpatine and Padme to know what was best, and would follow their lead. The three of them, together? They could make the Empire great. Make it fair. Make it prosperous. Make it a place where no slave boy would ever have to fear his mother being captured and tortured by Sand People again. That wastheirduty. The time for selfishness and indignation was over. It had to be. Or everything would have been for nothing.When he returned to Cosruscant, he would make it so.Anakin's ruminations were cut short by a movement out of the corner of his eye, a reflection in the dark sky. For a moment he thought his mind was playing a trick on him, until he recognized the shape. It sent a jerk of happiness and apprehension through him, and he wasted no time in running to the landing pad as it descended. Suddenly, the only thing he could think about, the only thing in the universe that mattered, was holding her in his arms again.He stopped before the ship, her Nubian, as graceful as the first time he had seen it in the desert under a blue sky, waiting for it to lower the ramp. Ready to take him to the stars, along with its angel. His hair was disheveled, and a shadow of stubble ghosted his jaw after the past few days. Dark rings circled his eyes, and while genuine, his smile of anticipation seemed... brittle. Too sharp around the edges.Nonetheless, his shoulders were squared and his jaw was set. Anyone who knew him could see the new determination in his eyes. He would do this, and do it right. And damn the galaxy to hell if he would allow himself to lose her along the way. Padm gripped the controls with a hold of iron as stars streaked past the viewport. She could have relinquished her hold on them shortly after breaking Coruscant's atmosphere had she wished, what with the auto pilot feature and Threepio to guide the Nabooian craft to Mustafar. Mustafar she'd never been and never imagined she would ever have any need to venture to the industrial planet. It didn't make sense as to why Anakin would be there other than on an assignment for the Republic. Did he even know that the Republic was no more?According to Obi Wan, Anakin knew better than anyone what was going on.Younglings.....surely it couldn't be true?"Mistress?"The prim voice of Threepio woke her from her reverie. She snapped into action and assisted in landing the ship on the landing pad below them. The sight of the river of lava sent an icy shiver down her back. Whatever the reason Anakin was on this forsaken planet, Padm felt it wasn't a good one. She took a moment to gather herself before exiting the cockpit. How she would broach the rumors that Obi Wan had shared with her was lost on her. Putting the horrid deeds to words seemed a herculean task.Yet, hadn't Anakin killed innocents before? More than once the massacre on Tatooine crept into her mind, having escaped the smothering grip she had on the memory."Stay with the ship Threepio," Padm ordered. She stood from the pilot's chair, holding onto the back of the co pilot's for balance, and looked beyond the viewport. Her heart leaped in her chest at the sight of a familiar figure approaching the landing pad. Despite her misgivings Padm hastened off the craft and down the lowered ramp."Ani," she breathed, embracing him tightly. The two lives within her moved and kicked perhaps they sensed their father."What are you doing here? Coruscant is in chaos. The Republic " Her words dried up as she searched his hardened eyes. His heart skipped a beat when he saw her make her way down the ramp. As it always had, right since he was a child. Even in the ugly light of the fire, even with that expression of concern and fear on her face, she was the loveliest thing he had ever seen. Her skin radiant, her posture straight and dignified as befitted a Queen and a Senator.Anakin didn't hesitate for a moment to wrap his arms around her, careful of her growing belly which seemed even more pronounced than it had just a few days ago. He held her, tightly. Desperately. Buried his face in her hair and breathed her in, as though her presence was an oasis after far too long trekking through the desert, losing one's mind.Everything would be okay now.She broke the embrace and pulled away far too quickly, and the look of disbelief and doubt in her face hurt him in a way nothing had prepared him for."The Republic is no more. I know." he said, refusing to let his voice quiver. He had done this, and he would not hide from it. "The war is over, Padm . I know it's... scary. To see things changing so quickly. But Palpatine wants peace. Order. He's going to need our help. It's the only way. The only one that makes sense."His voice held conviction, but the desperation in his grip around her shoulders had not faded. Padm swallowed past the lump in her throat when Anakin affirmed the news about the Republic. "He's dissolved the Republic," she reminded him. "And declared himself emperor. How could that bring about peace? How many voices will be silenced because of this?" Her hands moved to his face, palms flat against Anakin's cheeks. "Let's go home, Ani, to Naboo just like we planned." It was foolish to think they could hide away on her beloved home planet and avoid the insanity that would follow the shift of the Republic to the Empire. Still, she couldn't help but hope for simpler and safer times.She let her hands smooth down his shoulders to his biceps, letting them rest there. She gathered her strength and posed the next question. "Obi Wan told me.....terrible things. The " Her words cut off as she met his eyes. "The younglings, Ani? Please tell me it isn't true. I can't "Padm couldn't picture him putting the young Jedi to his lightsaber without regret. How could he, when he was due to be a father withing weeks. "The Republicwantsto be dissolved, Padm ." Anakin said, a note of gentleness in his words. "Even if it offends your sensibilities. I may be an idiot child when it comes to politics compared to you or him, but I've been out there, on campaign. On the battlefields. I've seen what all the holo shuffling and talking and money grubbing has lead to. We all know that things can't go on like this. And it's the right of people in a democracy to unite behind a strong leader when the need arises. Come what may. It has to be."He squeezed her shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes. Trying to force her to understand. "He'll need us, Padm . You more than me. He needs you to help ensure that itdoeslead to peace. That it isn't the end of everything we've been fighting for. I know you can do that. And we can't hide from it. We'll go to Naboo to have our children. But first we must go back to Coruscant and do our duty."Her mention of Obi Wan and the younglings broke his stride and his chain of logic, forcing him to release her and take a step back, drawing a deep breath. So Obi Wan was alive after all. He had figured as much, but the confirmation still shook him. The realization of what his master must have felt, seeing what he had done."It's not true. You can't listen to him, Padm . I know he's our friend, but he has always been a Jedi first. You know that. And the Jedi turned against us. Please, don't let him turn you against us." He felt like he was lying to her, even though he wasn't. He had sworn to his new master to keep the younglings a secret. But he would not let her believe that he would hurt a child, even to save the galaxy. Padm rolled her eyes in exasperation when he put himself down regarding his capacity for politics. The issue with her husband and politics was that he didn't have patience for the democratic system, flawed as it was. She'd expressed as such to him multiple times yet they still didn't see eye to eye. "They're saying he's a Sith, Anakin," she stated as she was forced to meet his gaze. "How could you stand behind someone like that? I'm not so knowledgeable about the Force or anything like that, but isn't he against all that you and the others stand for?" The others most of the Jedi had been killed already on the order of the emperor. She had a sad suspicion that few remained alive besides Obi Wan.Padm bit her lip as her eyes grew blurry with tears. She was never one to give into emotions yet one of the effects of her pregnancy was unstable emotions. The week prior she'd dropped a robe and Dorm had found her sobbing, unable to bend down to retrieve it. "He said there was proof, Anakin. You know I've stood by you during every dark moment thus far." The massacre of the Tusken Raiders hung unsaid in the air."So why would he tell me that there's holo footage of you....." She couldn't say the words for the image they summoned was too horrific to describe."He wouldn't betray us," Padm reminded her husband. Her grip on his upper arms tightened as if to punctuate her statement. "He's like a father to you he wouldn't lie." Anakin snapped back, angrily. "Yes, he's a Sith, but he still wants what is best for the galaxy just as you do. And it's a moot point regardless. You're not listening to me.He's already won, Padm . The Jedi could not stop him before, and I can't stop him now. He has the clone troopers. My men. And the support of the people. Theonlything we can do now is help him prevent further war. It's the only to make a better world, and it's the only way you'll live!"His hands found hers again, squeezing them, even his metal fingers holding her gently, as he always had. "Please, Padme. The younglings are safe, I promise you. He would never order me to do something like that. Obi Wan is misguided, and I'll save him too if I can. Come with me to Coruscant when He summons me. Let me show you that he means for us to rule alongside him in a prosperous and peaceful galaxy. Perhaps when I'm powerful enough... when you and our children are safe... perhaps we can hold him to account and move the Empire in the direction you want..."He was getting desperate. Foresight had never been his strong suit, but he could see it now, clear as day. Two possible futures. One where he convinced her to follow him, to submit to Palpatine and help him try to build the world they wanted out of the darkness his new master had brought to their destinies. And another path. One that lead only to darkness and pain, loss and madness, and a galaxy in ruins. The deaths of trillions.Helpless before this vision, he fell to one knee, looking up at her, his hands clutching hers. He brought them to his mouth, kissing them each. It was a gesture of helpless supplication. Their fate was in her hands, and his eyes implored her to think about her own safety for once. To make the hard decision and salvage what she could, instead of standing on her principles and doing the right thing until it all fell to pieces around them."Please, Padm . I can't go on without you. I don't.. I'm so... afraid... of what I'll become if I lose you. Don't do this to me. I beg you."

['Gon', 'Qui', 'Dooku']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/1170/

❖ shadow of the colossus - { dream x yass }

Since an unknown evil ravished their villages, the people dwelling beyond the Forbidden Land were left dazed by the destruction and unsure as to where they should begin picking up the pieces. They were left hindered, vexed and ultimately, broken. Homes lost. Children, mothers, fathers all dead. There was no food, no shelter from the elements, no happiness. It was then that a brazen scholar suggested they travel southward to the Forbidden Land as they were aware of the hatred in which other clans held towards them. "It has been uninhabited for centuries," he preached, "The empire there has risen and fallen nothing but ruins and a remnants of a broken civilization is left there. We should take advantage of this land and seize it for our better good!" Many of the people were skeptic. They were raised being fed rubbish concerning Dormin, the lost deity, and how the Forbidden land was dubbed as such by the god's treacherous ways. Still apprehensive, the indigenous believed it may have been in their best interest to inhabit Dormin's fallen kingdom they wanted peace and quiet, tranquility to replenish their numbers and grow as a race. At the scholar's behest a tiny group consisting of 50 people mostly carpenters, warriors and a handful of farmers were dispatched to inspect their future home and begin constructing settlements. The trek past the fjord was perilous, with the coming of purging rains that swept the destruction from their villages out into rivers it was a flood, one that hindered their progression, but did not deter them from their goal. Amongst the group was a nameless shaman, a woman who's silence was deafening. She guarded the explorers with her immaculate jade eyes, peering over the fjords' peaks and down into the abyssal rivers that spelled death if one were to stumble only lightly. She spoke not a word or uttered once complaint, left dumbfounded by the destruction that befell them not even seven moons ago. "Excuse me, shaman," a man whispered as he careened over his mule, eying the curvaceous woman rather conspicuously, "May I ask why you're here? I haven't any need for a healer, though it would be convenient you would have been more useful guarding the people back in the village, not here with a group of sex depraved soldiers and farmers." At that instant his mule made an unamused grunt, bucking mildly from side to side. It was then that the shaman outstretched her soft, jeweled hand and gently patted the mule on its snout. It was soothed instantly, assuming the pace it had before being so suddenly disturbed. The man riding it a widower and farmer was left bewildered as the tan skinned, mysterious woman continued through the narrow fjord's pass. But a day later the throng of anxious pilgrims arrived within the Forbidden Land, crossing the bridge which led to their new home. It was a tedious trek but, they were all pleased to come to a rest when their destination was in view a temple. The fatigued travelers all stopped to congregate at the temple decidedly for a few days until they came to a conclusion as to which group which travel in which direction, and how they were to establish communication between each other in such an grand peninsula. As they came to the foot of the temple, which was facing in a southward direction, the pilgrims took note of the setting sun nightfall, here, was unknown and they realized it would be unwise to travel when there was not even a moon to guide them. A middle aged man cantered up to the alter within the temple, his armor singing a song of time as he approached it. With his good eye the other a shade of milky white suggesting he had lost his sight he gave the alter a once over and reached out to touch it with his scarred, calloused hand. It was then that the shaman intervened, her voice a passionate utterance amongst the other pilgrims while they chatted and roamed the enormous corridor within the temple, observing the idols that lined each side. Her striking ginger ale eyes popped out through the dimness within the foyer while her stark, starless mane cascaded around her clothed shoulders and full breasts. "Ah, I forgot," the warrior whispered sullenly, "This place is ... sacred." His tone was mocking cocky, and it put the shamaness at unease. The man examined the shaman she was tall, amazonian, with a beautiful coffee complexion and tempest eyes. "You've lead these uneducated fools into this dying land," the shaman preached the warrior was taken aback by her commanding tone, "That is your doing." The warrior sneered. "Then why would you have part in this "genocide"?" A lapse of silence, and the shaman replied. "Because I was told to watch over the children, lest they burn their stubby hands on a pot of scalding water." Twenty nine years. Three wars. Over forty battles. Life had never been kind to the warrior known as Caim, as for the moment he had picked up a blade he had fought for his life. First against the barbarians to the east, whose ferocity knew no bounds. And then they had dealt with the small Empire to the west, whose lust for fertile lands had driven to invading. Through battle he garnered prestige, the bodies of the enemy acting as stepping stones for the soldier. And through battle, he outgrew such silly things as fear or regret. Or, at least he was led to believe. The nameless evil that plagued their lands unnerved Caim. The barbarians and soldiers he had fought in the past had posed a threat as well, and like the darkness had showed no prejudice when it came to cutting down both women and children. Yet, unlike them, the beast that now ravaged their country could not be subdued by a something as measly as a sword or arrow. Oh they tried to fend it off, to defend the villages and cities threatened by the evil. Yet it had been to no avail. His men had been slaughtered, and Caim had only barely managed to escape with his life. He had begun to lose hope. It was easy to see that this...evil could not be killed, could not be stopped. It would destroy their civilization, and crush every last one of them. Everything they had earned, everything they had fought for, it would all be for nothing. But then, when all had seemed lost, a rather curious idea was brought up. Retreat. They would sacrifice the land they had called home for so long in order for a chance to live elsewhere. At first, the idea had seemed insane to Caim. The other clans despised them, and honestly the only reason they hadn't tried to invade their weaken land yet was due to fear of attracting the attention of the nameless evil that already plagued it. But, what if it were an owner less land? The man who had brought up the idea in the first place spoke of the Forbidden Lands, where a great Empire formerly existed...and now home only to battered and broken ruins. They send a small group to the lands first, to make it ripe for settling. And then, once the foundation was laid, the grand exodus would finally begin. The journey to the Forbidden Lands was rather uneventful, and Caim had to admit that it was for the best. The group was made up of mostly farmers and carpenters, though curiously enough the ones who organized the expedition had seen fit to include a shaman as well. The woman was a quiet one though, fortunately. And though warriors were a part of the group as well, with Caim leading the small force, they were mostly just boys. Those who had experience had all been killed when the darkness had hit. Many of the ones who now accompanied this group knew only the barest essentials, and Caim feared that if they were to be attacked the boys would panic like all the others. In fact, there were only a couple who Caim could trust to keep their heads if they were forced into a fight, those who had fought with him before in wars of the past, but even they were not without issues, Giles especially. Of them, Giles was the oldest, already pushing fifty. His body consisted of pretty much only scars, and not to mention there was the rather noticeable gash running through his right eye as well. Honestly, he looked as though he could fall apart at any moment. His attitude had been soured by war as well, and it was for that reason he hadn't been put in charge of the soldiers. He was rude, outspoken, and most of all stubborn. If he didn't like his orders, he wouldn't follow them through. It was a small wonder the man was even alive. In fact, the only reason he was even with the group was due to his skill with a blade. He was less of a soldier, and more of a dog on a leash. "He's going to make all the others turn against us," Muttered a particularly concerned veteran during one morning, a small frown planted upon his face, and Caim could hardly disagree. Giles had been going about, acting as though he were a king. He forced others to give up their own rations, and if they refused he threatened them. Caim tried to scold him each time, though the man always ignored his orders. And it wasn't like he could send him back home either... "He'll mellow out once we get there," Caim had replied, rubbing his scraggly beard. Honestly...? He wasn't sure how much he believed the statement. The sun had been setting by the time they reached the destination, the dying rays peeking through the clouds. Before them stretched a long, slowly crumbling bridge, and past that...? Caim could hardly believe his eyes. He had not heard many tales of the Empire who formerly held onto these lands, just that they were mighty and grand. It was easy to see that there was some truth to the tales. A large temple stood at the end of the bridge, and though it was many years old, age had not yet taken its toll on the structure. The building sat high above the land, and the tip eve peaked through the clouds. The soldier had seen quite a few interesting sights during the campaigns he had been on, yet nothing as fantastic...as grand...as this temple. It was hard to believe that human hands had built it. The group decided to take cover in the temple, at least for the night, and Caim had to agree. Who knew what sort of beasts existed in this new land? Not to mention, his men were hardly fit for fighting in the night. And so, they had made their way into the temple, taking refuge. The area where they set up camp was a large hallway, surprisingly empty. A set of surprisingly detailed stone idols lined up the walls, and at they end stood an altar, but aside from that...? Nothing. After organizing his men, and sending a few up to the entrance to keep watch, Caim took a seat near one of the statues. He closed his eyes, raising a gloved hand and running it through his thick brown hair. He was only in his early thirties, and yet he already appeared to be twice that age. Strands of gray had crept into his hair, and deep bags hung beneath his eyes. Perhaps here he would finally get some rest...? "...huh?" The loud, clanking of armor caught his attention, and with a groan Caim looked up to see one of his men approaching the altar, one of the older ones at that. He had a trace of curiosity in his eyes, and Caim watched through narrowed eyes as the man raised a hand and ran it across the stone. The shaman had apparently taken notice as well, and out of the corner of his eye he watched as she quickly made her way up to meet the men...the two entering a conversation. He could see the sneer on the man's face, and could hear the commanding tone the shaman was taking. This wasn't good. Quickly pulling himself to his feet, the man approached the altar, clearing his throat as he neared the two in hopes that they would take notice. "Is something the matter?" He inquired, looking between them, before finally allowing his eyes to settle upon the woman. "...if you have an issue with one of my own, shaman, I expect you to come to me first,"

['Dormin']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/117029/

Don't Trust First Appearances (Ferociousalien and Frogger)

A lone figure stands among the trees just as quiet, if not more so. In traditional Japanese attire meant for a warrior, she is clad in black, as to blend in with the shadows better. The long sleeves give the impression of a delicacy that which is misleading, especially being that little silver flowers were sewn along the edges and up. Amaya s fingertips traced over the hilt of her sword, taking comfort in its presence though her heart is heavy, her eyes threatening to spill tears. If Sesshomaru saw her now, he would surely be disappointed. A laugh bubbling up at the thought, Amaya closed her eyes and bowed her head, pressing her other hand to her heart.Why does it hurt still? Doesn t time heal all wounds? Isn t it supposed to get better?!Fate is so cruel. First, it brings her here, to this time... to the Feudal Era, to save both their worlds. Of course she had to meet the love of her life, and yet he was in love with somebody else her ancestor, who she happens to be a reincarnation of. How many times does he have to pickherbefore it sinks in? Amaya lifted her eyes to the slate grey sky up above, blinking rapidly as to prevent the tears from falling. It s time she moves on. All of her friends are starting their lives new, to find happiness despite the grief and misery Naraku inflicted. Is it too much to ask that her heart mends ? Amaya sank to sit underneath a beautiful old oak, propping her sword up as to wrap her arms about it. I wish I can find love again Amaya murmured, her eyes growing heavy.Time didn t heal her wounds. It only served to numb her from the pain, making it feel like she s encased in ice. A yawn threatening to break her jaw, Amaya let sleep claim her body and mind A soft pink glow befell her. A small whisper echoed in her ears before she slipped entirely unconscious it was caring, reassuring, even. Mother? No. Impossible. You will love again. Of course unknown to her, Amaya was transported to another time one farther into the future, though not so far it will be familiar. The Meiji Era is different, after all one that changed many things. Hm? Amaya stirred after what felt like ten minutes, give or take, just to stretch her arms. Did she really fall asleep?Every muscle aches. A hand rubbing at her sore neck, Amaya raised herself up off the ground. Why do the trees look taller? No, it s not just the trees something feels off. Amaya began to walk through the forest, a hand resting on her sword in case she needs to defend herself however, it seems like she doesn t need to just yet. Her dark blue eyes widened in surprise at the sight before her. A road ?!In the Feudal Era, there are no roads, only paths made by the feet of the people who traveled that way. Amaya can t believe it. Then again the air doesn t smell quite so clean and pure. It isn t as toxic as that of the air from her time, set way in the future but it is definitely different. Her eyes drank in the sight of homes off in the distance. None appear to be small and humble, instead sturdier? It looks like she needs to investigate, regardless.Amaya moves faster than the average human. In fact she ran the distance in an hour, not four or five. It does test her endurance and stamina, not to mention makes herstarvingafter the fact, but she needs to know where she is or rather, when she is. Did the Shikon no Tama have something to do with this? Hiding her hands in her sleeves, Amaya looked around at the small town unaware of the suspicious glances and the furtive whispering. Her long, obsidian black hair is up in a high ponytail, her skin a soft caramel. The Shikon no Tama decided to change her, so she can better protect it in the years to come, so of course there are things about her that separate her from the human population. Luckily, a little bit of magic makes those easy to hide. Kyoto is very different from the world she left just a week ago. It is not rife with magic and demons, but not so modern as the world she was born in. Indoor plumbing is an invention not yet thought of which is a shame. Amaya misses long, hot showers not to mention the convenience of shampoo. A soft, nearly inaudible sigh leaving her lips, Amaya cast her gaze about, noticing how there is no one out at this late hour. How strange. Does it have to do with this Battosai person she keeps getting mistaken for ?More than likely. Amaya let a hand rest on the hilt of her sword, knowing fully well what sort of message this defiant act may portray. Blue eyes as dark as the night refused to linger in any one place for too long, instead drinking in every little detail there is to be seen. Kenshin had heard of someone posing as him. He couldn't tell why someone would want to be thought of as bettosai the man slayer however they must be trouble. The rumors said that they too carry a sword however it was doubtful that it was simply for show. Kenshin decided that he should probably go to Kyoto since it has been a while since he's been there. It was a cursed place for him but he would hate for the name battosai to be stained more than he left it.He traveled to the town from a nearby village, he was simply wandering around, looking for work and something to eat. Thankfully he found some good work and was able to eat this morning before traveling to Kyoto, he left the dojo quite sometime ago simply because he felt like going on a trip by himself and didn't want anyone else to come along since there was plenty of work around the dojo and if there was trouble he could handle himself just fine. After all he did also promise to bring them each something from Kyoto since he would be passing by as of now.He traveled along the path to Kyoto, he was hoping it'd be similar to the fool that was acting like he was the battosai however this person wasn't making profit off of his old identity so it didn't seem like it was going to be so. However it would be interesting to see what their goal is, perhaps convince them that fighting and acting like the battosai isn't worth it. His most notable scar is a testament of that. He knew that a life of a warrior and an assassin was a lonely and depressing one.Eventually he made it to Kyoto, it took him about 2 hours to arrive, by now the person was there for about 6 hours. He soon too wandered the streets, there were a few people every now and then however for the most part empty. He gripped the handle of his sword, getting a very bad vibe about this place, Kyoto was dangerous with plenty of people on the street but it felt like he should expect a great samurai,someone that would kill before one could blink. Like the battosai. Soon through his wandering be found himself walking far behind a figure in a similar position, wandering, looking and seemingly have their hand on something, a sword?He sighed as he then attempted a friendly gesture by calling out " Hello, how are you? Are you the one they call the battosai?" Seeing how very much not friendly they seemed he gripped his sword tighter. He had the distinguishing scar, the cross shaped scar on his left cheek. Night had fallen long ago, navy blue stretching beyond the eye can see. Amaya did not let her guard down, though, regardless that there are few people about. Dark intentions have a tendency to make an appearance once the sun sets and being she hardly knows this world, it is best she remains vigilant. It would be foolish not to be. A faint breeze wafted past, bringing forth all sorts of foul odors that she would prefer to have gone without. Amaya rolled her shoulders, unease sinking into the muscles.Is there something threatening the people of this city? It seems as though a blanket of dread overlays everything, and thus, corrupting the joy everyday life should bring. In fact it is like a chill is in the air. Amaya lifted her nose, but of course nothing is obviously amiss. A hand remaining on the hilt of her sword, Amaya played with the idea of having dinner. Upon arriving here, she pawned several coins she had in her possession from the Feudal Era, so luckily funds are no longer an issue. Apparently they are very valuable and she has several more she can sell later on.An unfamiliar voice interrupted any thought of food, instead forcing her attention to divert elsewhere. Dark blue eyes looked back over a shoulder, studying the young man that had spoken. Long, orange hair pulled back in a low ponytail, and striking eyes that are neither blue or purple, but a beguiling combination of the two. A cross shaped scar on his left cheek. Does she know him ? No. Never has she seen the man before. More than likely, he has mistaken her for someone else. Amaya halfway spun to face this stranger, though she could not fight against the instinct to square her shoulders as though preparing to battle. Excuse me? Amaya replied at long last, albeit quietly, thoughtfully. Her voice was slightly husky, in a smooth, alluring way that was unintentionally sultry. A small tilt of her head had midnight black hair swaying, pieces of it curling against a graceful cheek. I am good, thank you. What was his other question? Oh, right. He was asking her if she was the Battosai? Is that right? Who is that? Amaya has heard the name time and time again, but no one has been kind enough to supply her with any answers. Is the Battosai a dangerous criminal? No, wait. A citizen or two have called her the Battosai though, she has no idea the reason why. Is the Battosai a good person, then ?Impossible to say for sure. Lifting her chin up slightly, Amaya met the man s eyes. I have been called that, yes, she decided to confess. Does it matter? Why is he asking? Who is hetoask? Amaya stole a glance off to her right, realizing belatedly that as of now, no one is out when, just a few minutes ago, there were all of three? Four people out and about? What happened?

['Amaya', 'Naraku', 'Sesshomaru']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/117139/

Don't You Forget About Me (Redacted x Sabre)

By the time his mother had finally managed to rouse him from the black comforter that had engulfed his lanky body, he d had to brush his teeth, pull on dark ripped jeans, a black t shirt, and an old, beat up leather jacket, and run downstairs to climb into the car with his angry father, who had pulled away from the curb outside of the stately house before Ben had even shut the passenger door. The short drive to the school is silent, despite Han s half hearted attempts at trying to make small talk, regaling Ben at how he d gotten quite a few detentions in his day. The only response from his moody teenage son is a few grunts and, since he's feeling particularly generous for the ride today, a dry chuckle that seems more of a mocking than a genuine response. The black haired boy slams the rusty door of what his father calls The Falcon just an old, beat up car that doesn't seem like it's even street legal earning him a yell from the driver s side. Ben rolls his eyes, continuing towards the school. Guess you ll be missing the party tonight, huh? What. A. Shaaaame. By the way, see you in detention. I know it will just make your morning knowing you have hanging out with me to look forward to. Kicking at a rock in the parking lot, Ben lets out an angry growl, loud enough to be heard nearby but not enough to cause alarm. His mother had grounded him when he d come home from school the previous day and slapped the detention slip on the table to be signed. She d badgered him repeatedly for why he d gotten detention, why he couldn t just be good for another few months and graduate, but he d kept a tight lipped stony face, refusing to say a word. If they thought that badly of him, that he d done something so horrible, well, he wasn t going to tell them, no matter how the party was shaping up to be. Ben knows what everyone at school thought of him, he isn't stupid, and he's even worked to build part of that reputation for himself. All throughout grade school, he d been bullied by people bigger than him because he kept to himself, so when he d been going into high school, he d taken advantage of his father s old, unused home gym to bulk himself up, going into his freshman year almost unrecognizable. Standing at six feet three by his senior year, he's gained a reputation as being scary and not someone to mess with , only supported by his occasional outbursts of anger. This time, it had been someone deserving on the receiving end, a bully from the football team who was pushing around a freshman that Ben recognized from his extracurricular jazz band class. The fact that it was Poe Dameron, golden boy extraordinaire and apple of his mother's eye, was irrelevant. They d exchanged a few angry words when Ben had pushed his way in between the two, Poe had swung, and within seconds, Ben had him on the ground with fist after fist connecting with his face. Two teachers had to pull him off, and he d spat the blood from the one good swing Poe had gotten back on his face before being towed away to the office. Han and Leia had managed not to get any charges pressed, but he d be serving Saturday detention until school ended. Fine by him. Not like he really has anything to do Saturday mornings anyway. He practically swaggers towards the school, climbing the stairs to the entrance and only stopping when he sees a girl standing nearby. Furrowing his eyebrows, he studies her for a second as he pulls the door open. You here for detention? Might want to hurry, you know Mr. C doesn t like it when we re late, he manages out, his tone casual, as he enters the school, letting the door fall shut behind him as he makes his way to the library and takes a table in the back. It s Saturday and she has better things to do. Rey s angry at herself and that stupid red headed nark, and in her head she s yelling and beating the crap out of him the way he deserves. Outwardly, she s practically cool as a cucumber, the rhythmic tapping of her foot as she leans against top of the metal stair tail the only visible sign of her bad mood.She types away on her cell, it s one of those older slide out keyboard types from a decade ago but it works just fine. Half her life is in that thing, all of her plans, all of her budgets and estimates too and now she has to adjust half of them. Saturday use to be the best day for earning money, but now the next six are almost a total waste.Her grade changing business is going to need a whole reformatting too, especially now that the teachers are aware. Thanks to that asshole Hux she s going to be literally thousands behind the savings the originally predicated. Nothing pisses her off more than fucking with her income.Her hearing is lost to concentration, so much so that she never hears the heavy footsteps coming up the stairs behind her. Big Ben what s his name practically startles Rey out of her boots and in the moment of fight or flight she takes a ridiculous defensive kung fu pose and brandishes her bricky phone like a weapon. What?! She looks like an idiot, she knows, like an idiot door mouse trying to fight a bear that just happened to walk by. It takes her brain a second to catch up with her fear and recognize that he spoke actual words and not some sort of death threat. Oh. She composes herself, adjusting the glasses that might be a little too big for her face and smoothes the wrinkles out of the navy polo that is definitely too big for her small frame. Of course. Thanks for the reminder. He s already turned his back to her and walked inside, and Rey waits a few seconds, careful to keep her distance. She hasn t been at the high school very long but anybody that s been there longer than a day knows Ben s reputation for violence and flying off the handle. She d been there for the very beginning of the fight with goldenboy Dameron, and though she hadn t seen the end because she escapes crowds as quickly as possible she had heard the guy was gonna need a whole new face after what Ben had done to him.There are more people in detention than Rey expected, from the corner of her eye she can see that first table being taken up by Hux, who is obviously sneering at her and starts to look even more red and pinched than usual when she doesn t acknowledge him. Than theres Finn, who she gives a little wave. Miss popular Rose Tico is right behind him, but she doesn t look up from whatever she s writing in her journal. Poe Dameron is seated at the next table, and he doesn t look that much worse for wear despite the bruise and bandage wrapped around his head.There s two tables in the back, one of which Ben claims. Rey stares down at the seat at the adjacent table. Would it be weird if she sat on the ground in the front of the library instead? Would that make it too obvious she s afraid to sit within ten feet of Ben? Where the heck is Mr. C anyway?She gulps and takes the seat while watching Ben out of the corner of her eye. Could anyone blame her if she took off right now? He is pretty frightening after all, even looks the part, and she s so wary once her nerves get the best of her that she startsvery blatantly staring at him before she can stop herself. It's a full house in detention, and that only means that Ben feels more uncomfortable than he thought possible. He'd prepared for a quiet day, perhaps allowing him to drift off in a nap if the teacher does his normal move of leaving them alone and unattended in favor of locking himself in his office to attempt to enjoy his own Saturday stuck in the school, but if the annoying tapping of Hux's pencil or the death glares Poe Dameron shoots him from behind the bandages or the clear social connection between the girl and the dark skinned boy is any indication, he's in for anything but. A permanent scowl is fixed on his face as the room fills with the final addition, the girl he'd nearly run over on the steps, and since no one else has decided to take the other seat next to him like he can blame them he brings his feet up to rest on the chair, loudly, his boots thunking loudly against the sturdy wood in the quiet room. "What, you can't even keep quiet now?" Poe hisses, turning to face Ben with dark eyes narrowed. Ben only laughs, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest. "You want round two, Dameron? Seems I didn't do enough to have them wire your jaw shut. What a shame. But there's still time." Huffing, Poe moves to stand up, but is immediately stopped by the student in front of him. "C'mon, man, you know he's not worth it," Finn soothes Poe, reaching back to pull on his letterman jacket's sleeve, not stopping until his friend has turned back towards the front of the room. "Lucky you had your boyfriend to save you," Ben taunts, flexing the fingers that grip his bicep. "Wouldn't want to end up back in the hospital, would you?" Poe seethes, but remains silent, focusing only on Finn to keep himself from turning around. They're saved from further bickering at least for the moment when the thin frame of Mr. C sweeps into the library, door clanging shut behind him. "Alright, alright, settle down. You kids know the rules. Keep it quiet, stay in your seats, and don't cause any trouble, alright? I've got episodes of Pawn Stars to catch up on and I don't want to leave my office. You make me get up and you lose your lunch break." With that, the authority is gone as soon as he arrives, and Ben chuckles before standing up and circling his table, walking by Poe's and, with a nudge of the table, immediately being met with the shorter man in his face. "What is your problem, Solo?" Poe sneers, squaring his shoulders and standing to his full height, which is still several inches less than Ben's. "Had enough of disappointing your parents, gotta move to the teachers now to get your attention fix?" Ben takes a few deep breaths, his hands curling into fists as he towers over Poe, taking one step closer so the two are only inches apart. "You want to shut your mouth and sit down, and you want to do it now," Ben growls, holding his hands at his sides to keep himself from hitting him. It's only going to last so long before he's in another fight, and he knows his mother won't bail him out again, but he doesn't care. What does it matter anyway? He knows he's going to graduate, and even if he doesn't, there's no shortage of bullshit prep schools his parents can send him to until they buy him a degree. They'll do it, if only to save face in the public how would they be able to deal with their only son not graduating high school? It's unheard of, and Ben knows that no matter what he does, Leia won't stand for the social outrage.

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https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11724/

A Ninjas duty~me and Penguin

Taking a deep breath in her hiding spot in the woods just outside their camp, Sakura watched the small band of renegade ninjas for a while before hopping out of the tree she was in and casually strolling into camp. This was an infiltration mission, so stealth wasn't a key. Instead, she had to get their trust and have them believe she had betrayed Konoha and was now a renegade like them. This was her first time doing such a mission, so she was certainly nervous, but managed to not show any outward signs of it. One of the renegades spotted her as he warned the others. The group comes up to her slowly looking at her, "What is a fine...young shinobi out here doing? Not to mention a Konoha village shinobi to be exact?" One of the men said to her as soon enough the others surrounded her. "You better hope you want to join us...we don't take kindly to anyone else. Though if you want to join there is a test you have to take first." He grinned at her as he waited for a response. "Well, as a matter of fact, that's the reason I'm here. I got fed up with that old bitch Tsunades piss poor way of running things, so I left, hoping to find somewhere I would be more.........appreciated." Sakura replied, a seductive tone added to the last part. While it tied her stomach in a knot, Sakura had prepared herself to give her body over to join this group. It was the duty of a ninja to accomplish their mission by any means. If that meant losing her dignity and pleasuring these men........she would do so. They smiled at her as one glazed a hand on her ass while the other at her face. "Well, does this mean you want to take our little test?" They said as she could see bulges in their pants as they thought about ramming them into her. When she felt a hand on her ass, Sakura just let out a playful giggle. Looking at all the bulges of the men, she knew what was in store for her. Swallowing her dignity, there was only one answer to his question."Sure. That is, if you think you and your men can handle me." she said with a seductive smirk. They all grinned at her as in only a matter of seconds they had gotten off their pants and her clothes. Three of the men each positioned themselves on one of her holes. The first to push into her was the one at her ass. Next was the one by her vagina as it pushed in quickly. Finally the one infront of her eyes waited for entrance to her mouth. There were two others waiting to get hand jobs each. Sakura was in for one hell of a sexual experience. Sakura showed no resistance as they stripped her and she was sandwiched between three men. She let out a loud, but fake moan as the two men penetrated her, acting as if she liked it. Smiling up at the man in front of her, she opened her mouth and accepted his cock while her hands reached out and quickly began giving hand jobs to the other two men. They all continued to fuck her silly. The one in her ass clenched her ass cheeks and pulled them a bit wider so he would have an easier time thrusting in her. The one in her flower began to thrust her even harder as it sent her breasts jostling. Each of the men getting hand jobs were thrusting into her hands as they became drenched in precum. Sakura continued to pleasure the men, growing sick to her stomach every time she let out a fake moan of pleasure and even more so as she started to move her body against him, trying to increase their pleasure. She knew this had to be done, but it didn't make giving her body away like a cheap whore any easier. They all continued to enjoy themselves as they looked at her. Soon enough they all pulled out from her as they look at her. Each one of them did a couple of hand signs as another of them appeared. Soon enough they all began to jack off around her till finally they all splattered her with their hot seed. Leaving almost her whole body drenched in cum. Sakura was quite surprised when they all suddenly pulled out, leaving her on her hands and knees. After looking at them, it took a moment to realize what they had in mind now. Managing to force a smile, she just sat there, letting the men squirt their seed on her body. Never had she felt so low.

['Tsunades']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/117311/

Doom of Requirement [Red Day x Jezebel]

Dylan could hear the rush of all the students roaring in her ears as the professor opened the room of Requirement to reveal the debauchery fill the walls to their very brim. She rushed along with another student into a closet that'd appeared out of necessity. As quick as she ran in the door disappeared... She tried to catch her breath all the while wishing she could hold it so that there was zero chance the professor could find her......and whoever had followed her in. It was roomy but it was dark. She reached down getting her wand as she looked aroun with a lumos charm for some light to find candles or a light... Anything that didn't mean holding her charm all night. She found some enchanted lanterns, lighting them promptly before she looked over at the person opposite her."Well, it's not quite as light as I would've thought, " She said simply in a whisper as things began to calm down, " Do... You know how to get out?" The Slytherin seventh year asked curiously. Titus wasn't entirely sure what had just happened. One second he'd been downing some fire whiskey with his teammates, flirting with Cassandra, the next there'd been the chaos of everyone shouting about Professor Langtree, and now he was in a dark room.He'd panicked when everyone said Langtree was there, of course. While everyone on the team was surely going to get in trouble, he was one detention away from being banned from playing the rest of the year. And Hufflepuff would get destroyed without him guarding the goalposts. He'd instinctively just dodged through the first door he saw, noticing some Slytherin girl run ahead of him.He'd been getting his head in straight in the quiet of the room while Dylan got the lanterns lit. He turned in place, getting a look around the room. "Well uh... the door disappeared... I dunno maybe it'll come back?" He walked to where he remembered the door being. He ran his hands along the wall and found nothing. Shrugging, he took a step back then charged at the wall as if he expected to go right through it but only succeeded it bumping his forehead. "Hell if know," he grunted, rubbing his head. "Don't do tha " She paused, wincing as he tried to ram the wall. What was he expecting? She sighed, " You may be a bundle of impressively rippling pecks, but I'm pretty sure the magical stone wall will always win, " She joked, still hearing the craziness outside. She shook her head, wondering how long they would actually last in this closet before someone figured out where they were, " If we keep it down, we can probably wait it out until the metaphorical smoke clears, " She remarked, putting her black hair in a ponytail."Luckily, I kept a spare on me, " She remarked, lifting her skirt at the side revealing a silver flask. She pulled it from the side, admittedly not trying over hard to keep her black, lace panties from showing in the process, " Want some?" she asked, taking a swig of the endless fire whiskey before passing it off, " May as well fill the time. What brings the buff jock to a party like this? Aren't you supposed to be fast asleep so you can get up at some ridiculous time to work out or something?" Titus smiled with a shrug at Dylan's comment about his frame, the pain quickly fading. "I dunno, there's the magic wall at King's Cross and at least thirty false walls in this castle. Never hurts to give it a try... Not too much anyway.""Besides," he added. "I"musually the stone wall no one can get through. You know how many goals I've blocked this year alone?" He playfully flexed those same pectorals Dylan had called him out on. He's already popped a few buttons of his shirt over the course of the party and the ends of his undone tie hung to either side.He was surprised the noise was still going. Typically the students were pretty good at dispersing quickly, but they also usually had more notice of a nearby teacher. Not that it mattered. And, he observed as Dylan raised her skirt, not that he minded.He gladly took the offered flask and took a swig. "Thanks, I really gotta get me one of these." He cocked his head at her comment. Was she serious? "Uh... what do you mean? I'm a jock. This is a party. This isn't a wizard thing, I grew up watching muggle movies too. What do you think the point of playing sports is? Money, fame, sex. Seems kinda dumb to do all the work and not get the benefits huh?" Titus winked."I should be asking you what you're doing here. Quiet Dylan who doesn't talk much. I thought you were anti social." He paused and handed back the flask, "No offense." She chuckled at his remark, " I'm sure catching balls wouldn't be an issue for you, " She joked, a small smirk crossing her face teasingly. "But honestly, I'm not keen on hurrying out with professors on high alert. That could be why the room created this closet and won't let us out, " She shrugged, figuring that eventually it would show up."That you are, " She chuckled, shaking her head at his muscle display, " I see they've already popped a few buttons. Ever think of getting specially made shirts to avoid the issue, or is this intentionally done for people to take notice of said Grecian God Bod?" She joked, a small Laugh escaping."I have an extra I keep in case one gets confiscated, but you can have it if you help keep me out of detention tonight, " She chuckled, " Wouldnt want Filch taking the 'naughty Slytherin' and stringing me up by my toes, " She rolled her eyes."Muggle movies huh?" She replied, " Any favorites?" She asked curiously, before rolling her eyes, " If you must know, I'm not completely anti social. Can you keep a secret?" Titus shrugged it off. "I guess. This room is so complicated I try not to think about. But I think someone musta wanted this secret room specifically or it wouldnta shown up." If he had noticed some sort of double meaning in her words he didn't show that he caught the joke."Uh... I'm more good at getting detention than staying out, but I guess all we gotta do is stay put. Some of the guys says the old pervert gets off on hanging girls upside down, but I dunno if he actually ever does that sort of shit." He paused then added with a wiggle of his eyebrows. "But maybe if he knew there'd be black lace waiting for him he'd actually do it.""I gotta think about my favorite movie. It's all my dad's old collection, so I really haven't watched any of the newer stuff.""All right shoot. Tell me and if you think I can't keep it just get me piss drunk and pretend I dreamed it," he laughed. "I forget stuff without any help often enough." She playfully pushed him as he remarked about her black lace panties, " What a perv!" She laughed, her smirk clearly showing she wasn't exactly mad about it. "Honestly? I think he's all talk. The Headmaster wouldn't allow it, " She shrugged, " Wierdly enough, I'll be the first to admit there's a few staff members i'd let hang me upside down in a heartbeat, " She chuckled, shaking her head as she felt the buss from drinking at the part and now getting her a bit more relaxed."Honestly? I was kind of planning on meeting someone to sneak to the prefects bath to... Have a bit of fun?" She admitted, " I wont say who, but one of the ladies at the part was going to show me just how long she could stay under the water while simultaneously showing how well she could write the alphabet with her tongue, " She smirked as she took a drink.She may not have made it a known fact, but while she was quiet she wasn't nearly as antisocial as people thought she was. She just knew how to keep her public image squeaky clean. "This isn't exactly the plans i'd had in mind, but I mean, I'm not against the company, " She gave a half smile. "I mean, how many people would believe I was planing on having one of the most uptight female prefects eat me out on some gillyweed in prefect bath?" She shrugged, " But if I need to keep you from talking, I'm sure I could figure out a way." Titus wasn't sure what he had expected the secret to be. Probably something dumb that wasn't really a secret, or just a joke. Whatever it was, this hadn't been it. At Dylan's words his mind filled with images of the girls in the bath. No, that certainly wouldn't be a secret he'd forget.Of course he knew about the prefects' baths. They were a well known place for students to get away for some private time, assuming you could get one of the prefects to grant you access. Luckily for Titus, Quidditch captains also had access and they tended to be more generous with the passwords."Well damn, too bad you got pulled from that," Titus responded, noticeably shifting his weight around. "I was just trying my best in hopes of getting lucky tonight. Cassandra seemed pretty interested but I think that was a long shot," he shrugged it off. He wasn't exactly complaining about their predicament either.When she mentioned finding a way to shut him up he gave her a devilish grin and looked her up and down. "I mean... if you wanna pay me for my silence, you could always let me watch." "Cassandra? Damn... That sucks. Though, being cut off is better than inevitably shut down, " She teased. She wasn't sure exactly how close he'd come, but she couldn't see any one getting in those ironclad knickers without the right keys to her metaphorical chastity belt. "Be careful what you start picturing. Us leglimans are pretty nosey, " She joked after explaining the whole thing, but to be honest, if she was worried about it she wouldn't have told him."I don't do audiences, " She remarked simply, looking him up and down, " But I'm open to group performances, " She quipped, " So long as everyone I I well equipped. To be honest, I wouldn't bring together anyone for a threesome or orgy without having fucked them all before. I'm not willing to ruin the low key reputation I have in bed because of someone else's performance anxiety."Maybe he could fuck her into submission or maybe he was a two pump chump. She didn't know. She shrugged a bit, taking a drink of the firewhiskey and feeling a bit more comfortable. She could hear professors talking outside, but the wall muffled the sounds to barely audible. "Legi what?" he asked. The term sounded familiar, in the same way a lot of fancy terms sounded familiar. He just had no clue where he'd heard it. The light buzz of the whiskey clouded his thoughts, and with images of Dylan in the bath with another faceless girl between her legs filling his mind, he wasn't too interested in chasing down the meaning of the word.Of course Dylan's words on served to intensify the image. His pulse quickened, his own body now having joined the two women in his current fantasy. He could almost feel the warm water on him, the taste of her flesh on his lips, hear Dylan's moans of delight from the submerged gril's mouth. He'd expected some sort of shyness in her. But the way she so casually spoke of threesomes and orgies made him realize the quiet girl ran in a far more interesting circle than he had expected.He cocked his head with a grin. "Reputation huh?" Titus looked Dylan up and now biting on his lower lip. He closed the distance between them. He was tall enough that he towered most of the witches, and he looked down to meet her eyes with curiosity and excitement. He took the flask from her and helped himself to a swig. "Well, we got some time to kill," he continued in a low voice. He bent down to put his face to hers. "Maybe you can show me a thing or two." He set the flask to the side and put the now free hand around her waist and pulled her in close. He pressed his lips to hers in a kiss that began quickly and roughly but eased down to something gentler and smoother. "A mind reader, " She said simply, " It's part of what makes it so easy to blend. If you know what people are thinking, you never have to worry about what they'll do, " She shrugged, " And it makes me seem like an all knowing goddess in the sack, " She chuckled, " Don't worry. I only listen in when I need to. You're safe, " She shrugged.However, she didn't need to be a mind reader to tell what he was thinking of as she explained the company she kept. She smirked, " That didn't take long, " She teased, as he bit his lower lip, " You know... As much as that image turns me on, imagine shagging in this closet... All while the professors are out the looking for us ready to come in at any minute..." She purred as moved in close.She loved the way he towered over her, but despite her small stature she proved to be just as in control of the situation as he did. She nipped and pulled at his lower as he moved in to kiss her, quickening her pace as she gripped both sides of his button up to tear it open. She grinned as she yanked it hard, finding worrying about what they'd do once they had to finally leave was hardly a worry for her."Are you quite sure? Having sex with me.. It tends to make finding a new partner dull and unsatisfying, " She teased, toying with him as she gently ran her index fingers along his skin just above his trousers and tugging at the band playfully. She smirked a bit as she playfully pushed him to take a seat before she began to slowly undo her emerald tie, " Do you prefer to do the tying..." She purred, " Or would you like to be tied?" She teased, ripping her white button to open to reveal a matching, lace push up bra against her many tattoos. She in her heels, skirt and bra letting in soak In the image, " Last chance to back out, darling I dont do safe words, " She remarked as she dropped her skirt and kicked it aside. Titus had laughed off her explanation of legilimency. He wasn't the type to keep any thoughts unvoiced and he wore his heart on his sleeve. He was a straightforward man. Even as she spoke, his mind focused on only one thing, the body of the young man spurred on by his surging hormones. He half hoped they would be found by the professors. The thought of just continuing on in their presence excited him as much as the risk.He kissed her hungrily, his hands roaming up and down her leg and squeezing her ass. He pulled away to slip his arms out of the sleeves of his shirt as Dylan ripped it apart. He didn't say anything as she ran her hands across his abdomen, bragging about her skill. He merely grunted as a warm sense of pleasure began in his belly and rippled out from there to the rest of his body.Even as Titus reached out to pull her into his body again, Dylan pushed him down. He breathed heavily, surprised once more by Dylan's question. Of course he'd had some fun tying up some of his previous flings. With a tie often close at hand, why wouldn't he. No girl had ever even thought to reverse the position.Titus smirked at Dylan as she played with her tie. Oh she thought she was real cute. Looking her up and down in her skirt and high heels, he had to agree, but still. His hand flashed to his trouser pocket where his wand still rested. He deftly pulled it out, and gave it a flick muttering a quick incantation. The tie in Dylan's hands snaked its way around her wrists smoothly, in a reading almost playful fashion before it flew across to Titus and tied his wrists behind his back.The young wizard sat there, his bare chest accentuated by the shadows cast by the low light. Though he worked at a measure of asethetic vanity in his form, there was a solid strength from athletic and outdoor work. He was covered in a few scars, a result of training as well as the expected consequences of a higher level magical beasts class. A small tattoo of a manticore on his left rib made small rounds of his torso roaring now and then. Sitting before her, his arms tied behind him, a clear bulge straining in his trousers, Titus gave her a cocky grin when she dropped her skirt. "No safe words then, just try not to scream too loud. We don't want them to find usthateasily." She smirked within the hungry kisses, enjoying his touching. She grinned at his surprised expression by her assertive push and even if he wanted tied, " Oh, you poor boy, " She cooed, kissing along his collar bone as she straddled his lap, " Never even given the option? How selfish... Don't worry. I'll take care of you.." She purred in his ear in a soft, sultry tone.Watching him pull put his wand from his pocket she smirked, " And here I thought you were just happy to see me, " She teased playfully. She watched as the emerald tie snaked around her wrist playfully before moving to him and binding him nice and tight. She bit her lower lip as she picked up her own and muttering a charm to remove his clothes."Oh Merlin..." She marveled as she looked down to his member, getting a better look in the low light. She slide off his lap and onto her knees, pushing his legs apart as she moved between them. She trailed kisses along his thighs making her way to his groin. She stopped as close as she could to his genitals without touching them to torture him a bit. What was the fun in having him bound if she couldn't make him beg a little? Titus tested out the restraint. He pulled at the tie, tensing his muscles as he did so. He was pleased to see the know held. It had taken him a lot of practice to get that right. He continued the kissing, pulling at the restraints once more when Dylan pulled away once more. She's vanished his clothes, no time to think how he'd make it back to the common room. His length stuck out proudly before him, his balls hanging lazily beneath. It jumped slightly as he twitched from being exposed to the cooler air.As quickly as she'd gotten him going, Titus's head was already glistening with pre. "Think you can handle it?" he teased, looking down at her as she got on his knees before him. He often elicited reactions like hers, and it really never got old. He shut up fairly quickly when Dylan put her mouth to his flesh. Even though she hadn't even touched him, her lips on his thighs elicited a light gasp. His breathing grew shallower as he watched Dylan work his way to and away from his genitals, never quite reaching them. He shifted in his seat, trying fruitlessly to guide his ramrod erection towards her mouth. He groaned, desperate for some sort of contact with his straining member. She smirked as he pulled, finding the enchantment held nicely, " Keep pulling if you want whether that enchantment holds or not, ill make certain you can't move..." She purred. "Now, you just relax and look pretty. Or don't. The squirming is kind of hot, " She teased as she worked between his legs.He had an impressive member, but then again, so did a lot of people. She just hoped he knew how to operate the heavy machinery he was blessed with. She smirked as she continued toying with him, running the tip of her tongue just shy of every part of his genitals he was squirming to get attention. "You must be used to getting what you want, when you want it... Right?" She teased. "I could take the entirety of your thick... Enticing... Cock... if Ireally want to..." She licked her lush lips, doing everything to send him over the edge, even before she'd ever really fully gave him the attention he was desperate for. "Is that what you want?" She purred, running her hands up his thighs then gently running her thumbs against the sensitive skin where his legs and pelvis met. Titus had planned on being able to break his own bonds whenever he liked, but he was starting to think he'd messed up. Hot or not, it wasn't in his nature to just sit there, so he did continue to shift in his seat. She knew how to work that tongue and it drove him mad. At this point he wanted nothing less than to free his hands and take her head and just shove his length down her throat.Dylan stroked his ego even as she avoided stroking his cock. She was of course teasing him, mocking his current state, but what she said was true and appealed to his pride. "Yeah," he said between pants, "I get... what I want... and I'm gonna... I'm gonna take that sweet ass tonight." She was trying to break him, but Titus 's will was just as strong as hers. He wasn't going to beg. Thought at this rate he was likely to bust the moment her tongue even touched his cock. Hearing him pant... Watching him writhe with the need for her to pleasure him... To be honest, it made her wet. She smirked as she bit her lower lip, continuing to toy with every sensitive area near, but never quite at his thick member. "Are you sure you wanna be stubborn?" She teased in a sultry voice as she gently blew at the tip, but wouldn't take it in her mouth."I know you want it..." She prompted him as she reached back and unhooked her bra. "I can give it to you... All of it to you..." She whimpered teasing as she held the cups over her breast, but never let more than the straps slide down from her shoulders initially. "You just have to ask nicely, " She smirked, as she finally let the black, lace push up bra fall to the floor revealing her perky round breast, " How much do you want it...?" She asked once more, blowing gently at the head of his penis to entice him into saying all the dirty things that were running through his head. Despite himself, Titus found himself pulling at his restraints once more. He let out a shivering gasp as Dylan's soft breath breezed across and past his wet tip. Her voice filled his ears along with the thumping of his own blood. His entire body ached with need and from his head to his toes it strained to satisfy that need.And then even the teasing stopped. What was she doing. His lolling head snapped back down to stare at her. His eyes dropped to her bra and he subconsciously licked his lips. Aside from his raised hips pushing his engorged length outward, he ceased to squirm as he hung on her every word, watching every movement. "Ugggh, I want..." oh he wanted so much at this point. "I want you in my lap... bouncing on my cock... your tits in my mouth... I want to bend you over... and fuck you like a wild animal..." She blew on him again and a wave of pleasure ran up and down his body. "Fuck."Titus pulled at the tie again in frustration. "I need it," he grunted. "I need your mouth on my cock..." he breathed heavily, tied up in that seat his buttocks flexed to in a bid to get his pulsing staff some sort of contact. "Please" he growled out the last word, anger dripping from every bit of it.

['Langtree', 'Hufflepuff']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/117440/

Fate/ In Servitude (StarSiren & Potter-kun)

Saberpolished her blade. The time would come soon, it always did. The summoning would happen and she would once again become the extension of someone's fist. She was the mighty blade that struck down every foe who dared to stand in front of her Master. She had to be readyTo that end, she practiced daily and spent her evenings sharpeningand polishing her blade. The summoning would come and when it did, she would be ready.Except, she wasn't.Saber wasn't ready to be summoned into the bedroom of a teenaged boy. She wasn't ready for the shock of morally suspicious magazines and posters. She wasn't ready for his jaw dropping average ness. She wasn't ready for what had to be done next, but she was bound by oath to say it.Saber squared her jaw and stepped from the summoning circle. She looked her new Master straight in the eyes. He couldn't have been more than 19. Her gaze remained stern as she pulled her sword and sheath from her hip and planted the tip into the floorboards in front of her. Then she knelt. Her hands clutched the handle and she knelt down on one knee before her new Master."Greetings Master. The ritual is complete. I, Saber, have been summoned. I am an extension of your will and a slave to your bidding. Whatever you command of me shall be done. I am solely yours until you dismiss me or perish. What is your bidding?" Shinji Matouhad a large grin on his face as he laughed slightly he had done it, he had summoned the most powerful class of Servant and now his victory in the Grail War was basically assured. As he watched his Servant swear her allegiance to him, he walked around her, inspecting her as he licked his lips. She seemed like a battled hardened warrior but she was still a cute woman...one with a very tempting body indeed. Already, lewd thoughts were forming in his head about the many things he would do with her and her body while she was his."I am glad to see you understand your place, Saber. I am your Master, Shinji Matou. I want you to tell me your true name and strip. I want to inspect your body to insure that there was nothing faulty during the summoning. " Shinji spoke with a smirk as his eyes sparkled with a clearly lustful intent there was a bulge beginning to grow in his pants already and the size and thickness was impressive from even a distance from what Saber could see. Saber immediately balked. "S s strip?! Excuse me? Did you just say " she froze midsentence and took a deep breath. This is what her Master had commanded. This is what she must do. She was a tool to be used by her Master for whatever he desired."Master, I can assure you the summoning process went exactly as planned." Saber began to remove her clothing while she spoke. "You performed the ritual admirably and now I stand before you. Saber is my name, but you're right, it's not my true name. My true name is Arturia Pendragon, but please never call me that."By the time she finished speaking, she stood conpletely naked for his inspection. The only thing she yet clung to was her sheathed sword. Shinji simply laughed at Saber's shock before she complied, she was truly a top tier Servant indeed she was able to pay him a compliment while she stripped and spoke her true name to him and he recognized it at once. "Pendragon...so you must be a very powerful Saber indeed." Shinji smirked as he felt even more confident about his ability to win the Grail War now. She certainly had a fuckable body...here breasts were petite but just large enough to fit in a hand perfectly and her ass was perky.He walked behind her and gave her ass a solid spank, groping and squeezing her rear as he moved his other hand up to her breast as he began to knead her breast, her flesh molding against his strong and powerful digits as he started to plant hot kisses up and down her neck before his lips ventured near her ear to speak."I feel like our connection could be strengthened some...so I'm going to do a Mana Transfer to better our connection and enhance your power. I'm sure you know what that means right, Saber?" Shinji whispered hotly in her ear before nibbling and sucking on her earlobe as he pressed his massive bulge against her ass, letting the Servant feel just how hard and massive her Master was for her. Saber yelped when her Master slapped her ass. She was uncomfortable being treated this way. "Master, please don ah! Master! Stop! What are you doing? Is all this really necessary?"Her Master groped her breasts, kneading, pushing, pulling, squeezing. Then the kisses began. Little wet breathy things winging their way up her neck to her ear. Despite being an otherworldy weapon, Saber was still a human woman and she still experienced the same feelings and sensations. Even though she protested, her skin prickled and her nipples hardened under his rough treatment.Then he said the words. There was something sinister in his voice, something that told her a mere kiss wasnt the kind of transfer her Master had in mind."Master, please! There are many ways to do a mana transfer. You don't have to do this!" "Of course it's necessary, Saber...we need to bond as Master and servant after all." He chuckled hotly into her ear as his fingers moved to tug on her nipple, rolling and teasing her perky nub between his rather skilled digits. His lips began to assail her neck once again, stopping on occasion to nibble and suck on her fair skin to leave a hickey, just another sign that she truly belonged to him now."You said you were a slave to my will, yes? I want this...so you should as well." He words were intoxicating her her ear as his other hand drifted down her smooth stomach to her womanhood his fingers rubbed her labia, feeling her lower lips and testing her wetness before seeking out her clitoris. His fingers then began to assail her most sensitive bud they twisted and tugged before rubbing and flicking the bead skillfully as his massive bulge continued to make its presence known by rubbing against her perky ass. "I ah!" Her Master was being so rough with her and didn't seem to waiver on this point. She shivered under his touch. Her body responded in ways that made her ashamed. Already, her womanhood had become slick with lubricating juices. Her pert nipples hardened into perfectly pullable nubs for his amusement. She had to clamp her jaw shut to avoid any further moans escaping. She didn't want this! She didn't want this, she didn't wany this!And yet...Master's finger slid betwen her lips with ease. He toyed with her most sensitive bud, pulling and pinching and pressing and flicking and twirling and rubbing until she couldn't take anymore. "Nnghhh!!!!" Saber clenched all her muscles at once and tried hard not to double over. Her ass pushed and rubbed against her Master's swollen, throbbing cock as she nearly wilted under his clitoral assault. Her legs were weak and her breath came in ragged bursts. Her Master had marked her skin with his lips and now asserted his dominance with his fingers. She knew he would claim her virtue and use her body for continual lewd acts, and she was ashamed.She was ashamed at how good it felt and mortified that any part of her could possibly look forward to whatever he had in store for her. She hated him a little bit for telling her to love this. She hated herself more for actually liking it a little bit.With a shaky voice, Saber replied "..yes Master. I'm sorry. I want this. Please give me more." "That's good, Saber...Master will give you a reward." Shinji chuckled as he tilted Saber's face to look at him, a smug grin on his face before he pressed his lips roughly against her own. His tongue lashed at her lips, seeking to gain entry to her mouth as his hand moved down to unzip his trousers to pull out his massive cock. It slapped against her bare ass, letting Saber feel its warmth and thickness before he moved it down towards her quivering pussy.His bulbous tip pressed up against her entrance, teasing her as his fingers continued to assail her clitoris, rubbing and tugging on her most sensitive bud. He moved his lips from her own as he began to push his fat and long cock into Saber's tight pussy. He wanted to hear her moans as he claimed her, completely and utterly. "How is it, Saber....do you like having my cock sheathed inside you?" He asked with a hot whisper into her ear as more and more of his massive rod pushed into her.Her pussy was forced to mold around the girth of his cock...his size seemed almost inhuman as he pushed ever deeper inside her, his bulbous tip soon starting to press up against her cervix and he was barely halfway sheathed inside her yet! His cock still had much more of her left to claim it seemed. Saber didn't want a reward. She wanted to be free of her Master's service, free to return to her realm of waiting. But her skin burned under his touch. She blamed the contract, his commands, anything she could. It was easier to place blame than it was to admit that she secretly liked this.She allowed the kiss, though it was rough and sloppy. There was no sense in fighting him. He was her Master and she was boind to carry out his desires. Plus, she knew the power that kisses held. She knew that every molecule of her Master was infused with mana and kissing was the easiest way to transfer that mana. More mana meant more strength, which in turn meant a quicker end to her Master's enemies and thus the grail war itself. She also knew that her Master had every intention of using sex as his preferred means of mana transfer. She was loathe to admit that she ached for those perverted acts. Or maybe she only felt the gnawing in her loins because her Master had declared it so.Any further thoughts on the matter were rudely interrupted by a hard smack to her round little ass. Master's massive cock bounced off her booty as he continued toying with her body. It was all Saber could do to stay upright as his skillful fingers pulled out yet another unwanted orgasm from her. And then it happened. In one solid motion, her Master thrust inside her and began pounding away at her insides. Saber bit down on her lip hard. If she opened her mouth, she'd make all kinds of awful, lewd noises. She couldn't let him hear her!But her Master desired her words. She had no choice but to unclamp her jaw and try to speak without moaning like a cheap whore. "Ahh yehh yehhh ahhhh!! Yesss! Mast ahhhhh!!!!! Master!!" Shinji simply laughed as Saber began to moan like a common whore as his cock stuffed her to the brim his hips slammed against her firm ass, making her rear jiggle as his tip soon slammed past her cervix and entered her womb. The outline of his cock could be seen through her flat stomach, a noticeable bulge as more and more of his rod slammed into her womb, carving his shape into her lewd body. His fingers worked to tease her nipples and clitoris which only gave the whorish Saber even more pleasure to drown in.Soon his entire cock was inside her, her pussy and womb like a sheath for his divine sword as he grinned, stopping his thrusting as he simply let her enjoy the sensation of being so full. He started to plant hot kisses up and down her heck until his lips neared her ear they were twisted into a delighted smirk as he nibbled roughly on her earlobe, "So how is it, Saber....do you love me and my cock?" Shinji asked with a chuckle, likely already knowing the answer to the question.

['Shinji', 'Saber', 'Matouhad']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/117915/

Princess of Desire [Soft Stroke x Deante]

Being the Princess of the Sun was a glorious thing.When everypony looked up to you, it was hard not to be filled with pride. Not so much pride at one's self, but rather pride at seeing how those you served grew and developed into their own. Seeing a young foal go from barely able to stand on her legs to a powerful speaker and leader was one of the more satisfying things in Celestia's life. She'd seen it firsthand with her own star pupil and her friends. Yet it wasn't just there that the seeds of growth she helped to plant grew. Many of those in her court she'd known since they were starting out, and now she'd cultivated a castle filled with those that she could trust, rely on, and call upon when needed.Unfortunately, there were things that she couldn't call upon her friends nor her underlings to help solve for her.Currently, a pony that went by Sunny Shores let it never be said Celestia was the best as names was standing in front of a strange shop. The mare stood slightly shorter than the average pony, with a pure white coat and pink hair that was drawn back into braids. Her eyes were a shining blue, and her tail was cut short and perked upwards. She had on a very plain light yellow sundress, one that was just common enough not to draw attention, yet fashionable enough to travel through the streets of Canterlot without looking out of place. She had on a large brown rimmed hat and pink sunglasses, along with small high heels that clacked as she walked. It seemed she was going more for the 'innocent mare on the street' feeling, which worked out well for her since she was going anywhere but innocent.With a small inhale, "Sunny" stepped forward and gently opened the door to the shop. There was an electric tingle that went through her as she did. She was about to embark on something rather risque for anypony, let alone a Princess. She was about to go into something that she hadn't indulged in far too long: desire. If this mare she was recommended to was to show her anything, it would be something that she'd desperately lacked in her own life: true, and complete, submission. With one more sigh, she opened up the door to the shop and stepped inside. Deante And as "Sunny" went through the door, a chipper bell jangled.At first glance you would think The Gilded Bridle was just another clothier, or perhaps an eccentric boutique selling fancy hauling tack. It wasn't until one looked closer to see the kind of place it truly was those weren't tops but corsets, those straps and nuckles weren't for pulling heavy things but holding one down. Still the place was decorated welcomingly, albeit with a few darker colors than was typical. The layout was much like a wagon wheel, the central area wide and filled with more pedestrian lingerie and corsetry, while the spokes of the wheel were alcoves outfitted with all manner of leather gear. Tall, shiny boots here, a full hood there, and in between were things that only ehe experienced could identify. In the back, a small sign reading "Toys" pointed up the stairs.That was where the knock of steps came from. "One moment!" called the rich voice from above, and soon a mare appeared, trotting quickly down. Her coat a dark plum while her mane and tail were both a brilliant silver, the former styled to drape down to bubble down the left side of her face. Her lean figure was presented politely in a burgundy leather vest, contrasting with the bright and colorful gypsy skirt that danced around long legs as she came down.The unicorn's violet eyes brightened at the sight of Sunny. "Well hello." The offered smile was welcoming, reassuring. This was someone she'd never seen before, one who looked downright demure, and she didn't want to scare a curious mare off. "How can I help you?" Sunny Celestia had to be careful not to let on that was just a fake name stepped into the shop and took in the sights. The Gilded Bridle... it certainly had a name that had a way of sticking in the mind of those that saw it. And the interior was only there to reinforce that fact. Never before had she seen such a massive collection of... well, fetish gear. It was near impossible to say that it wasn't fetish gear. Leather and corsets, harnesses and boots, and an entire section dedicated to toys that Sunny was certain none would let their foals be around they all just screamed a welcoming but rsique place. Just the sight of it all sent such a chill down her spine that she almost missed hearing the sound of the one that she had come here to find.If allowed to be shallow, Sunny would say that, indeed, this mare was very beautiful. The contrast of her mane and coat were beautiful, and when accented with the leather and skirt the colors just seemed to pop out even more. Sunny couldn't help but keep her eyes fixated on the mare as she went down the stairwell and over to her. After years of reading ponies for her courts, though, it was easy to tell that the unicorn was surprised at her being there. The disguise that she wore wasn't one that fit in with the general atmosphere that a place like this let off, after all."Greetings... ah, I mean, hello," Sunny smiled she had to get out of that formal talk, "You have a rather lovely shop here, may I ask your name?" Again, she was being too formal, "Ahem. Yes. You see, I was directed here by an acquaintance of yours," Sunny took a few steps forward, her hands moving to go behind her back and clasp together slightly, "The Sun and Moon have a beautiful dance on the eve's dawn, don't you think?"If what she said was correct, then it was a coded phrase of sorts that would tell her newest friend she had been sent here by the party goers. In order ot keep the party group from getting exposed, that phrase was used to tell those within the society they were there for that sort of thing. She blinked and waited, hopeful she'd said that right. "I'm Silken Snare," she said, and her eyes sparked with interest at being told she had been referred. That was far better than a walk in."I think the stars clap and bow for them," she replied automatically, the code's response a reflex by now. Silken hid her amusement. While she understood some ponies' desire to avoid embarrassment, she suspected half the secrecy around those parties was the fun of being secretive. Masks, false names, codes! But to be fair, she didn't have the luxury of being secretive. It was her livelihood.Clasping her hands, she tilted her head towards Sunny. "So you were pointed here because you're looking for something specific. Is it equiptment... or to learn something about yourself?" That last bit had a little bit of velvety mystery to it. While the woman enjoyed tshowing all the wonders in her shop, guiding self discovery was Silken'spassion. Having the code phrase repeated to her was all that Sunny needed to know that she was in the right place. Just seeing this being reciprocated was... it was almost palpable with how much it excited her. It shouldn't have done that, given that she shouldn't have been doing something like this. Yet... yet even now, when it would be easy to let the mare just have her run off and then never come back, she wanted to stay. And so she smiled warmly to the mare and gave her a respectful nod another thing she had to watch for."I believe it would be more of the latter there," Sunny replied, trying to think of how to put this casually granted it wasn't easy to ask another pony this in the first place, "You may remember the ball that was held three days ago. I met with some, aspiring members of your profession and..." She was still a bit too formal, so she stopped and cleared her throat, "I was told that if I was looking for a mare to help guide me, that you would be the one, Miss Snare."Sunny stepped forward a bit and towards the interior of the store, "I have an interest in these things. It is something that I've wished to try for a rather long time and now... now I feel that I have the ability to," Sunny turned, "Albeit, I must do so in private. I have certain, obligations that would be at odds with this. May I trust that we could keep any arrangement between us, a private engagement?" While she had never been to court, Silken knew how to read someone too. It wasn't hard to pick up that Sunny was not some foal next door. Despite being flustered and uncertain, Sunny's words were too formal and educated a talk even for even the average Canterlot citizen. So it didn't surprise her at all that the pony before her needed secrecy. "I can't do anything without trust. And discretion is literally on my business card. In fact, here."Turning to the door, Silken Snare turned the "OPEN" sign to "CLOSED", and locked the door. "Don't want you to worry about interruptions."Stepping back, she smiled. "Before we start, can I get a name? I needsomethingto call you."Silken could determine what the other mare truly wanted, needed, deep down. That was her strength, finding what would bring someone the most satisfaction. But that was a bit invasive, and she wanted totalkfirst. There were far more important groundwork to check. "What do you know aboutanyof this?" Waving to the store to indicate all of it, as opposed to specific items. "Have you done any reading or talked to anyone before me?" She needed to know if they were going to start from square one, or could jump ahead.And a follow up, "Do you have an idea of what you are looking for, what interests you?" Trust, yes. That was something that Sunny couldn't allow. If she were to show who she truly was, it would likely end with Silken Snare bowing before her and offering to let her take whatever she wanted from the store. That had been how it went when she tried to get into sculpting and had gone to find supplies. There wasn't something fun about having things being handed out to her if she wanted them. In a sense, she had to earn what she wanted before she could be satisfied with actually having it. Thus, when Silken asked her that question, she just smiled."Sunny Shores," Sunny replied warmly, "And that is good, an interruption would likely just spoil the atmosphere you've so clearly cultivated in here." At this point, she felt it was almost worthless to try to stop talking like she was. She needed more time and practice before she could start talking more informally. so she just cleared her throat a little bit and thought about each question."I've done a bit of reading when I've gotten the chance, I understand the relationship of dominant and submissive and the bond they share... as well as some of the general elements of BDSM and what that entails," For some reason, saying that made her feel a jolt down her spine, "I haven't had contact with another pony about this, sadly. It has taken a good deal just for me to be able to arrive here unnoticed. As for what I'm looking for..."Sunny slowly inhaled, "In truth, I wish... to be dominated," It took all she had not to shiver and shudder saying these words, words she'd carefully rehearsed inher head, "To be taken, body and mind, and placed under that of another. To have my rights to do all but breathe stripped from me, and given the feeling of another so eagerly using my body. Bondage, toys, even pain if the dominatrix would like that. That is the wish I have." Phew. Silken relaxed a touch. It was good to know she didn't need to start at the beginning. And it was no surprise to hear Sunnyw was seeking to submit. While not exactly timid, she didn't exude the confidence or assertiveness that often came with ponies looking to dominate. The woman smiled. "Definitely the discipline and control side of things. I have the feeling you're going to adore high protocol. Possibly objectification..."Another thing brought her ears forward. 'Dominatrix'. So she won't need to find a stallion to handle the real hands on matters. Well, that is also assuming that Sunny is interested in a 'mare with more'. Or in her anyhow. But it was promising."Come upstairs," she says, leading Sunny along. The second floor is indeed the toy gallery, every wall and display with a variety of things. Not just pain, but dildos and other sexual entertainment that wasn't strictly fetish. While there was an open area on one side of the center, there was more furniture here. Although some of it definitely was not meant for relaxing on. Still, close to the stairs was a simple couch, and here she waved Sunny to sit. Behind them, the stairs went to the top floor, Silken's apartment."First, you've not had any pony totalkto about this, and not sharing your thoughts and feelings is very lonely and stifling. So if you have any questions, please ask them at any time, but right now I'm specifically opening the floor for you to go wild. Ask me anything, or simply...talk, gush your feelings out if you need to."Whenever Sunny was ready to move on, she said, "Now, are you hoping for me to mentor you, talk you through things, point and say and demonstrate what this or that is, and then maybe help you find that special domme to be intimate with..." Silken made eye contact with the other mare. "Or do you want me to get hands on with you, the sooner the better?" She was comfortable, wouldenjoyplaying with this mare now, but what mattered was what Sunny was comfortable with, what she wanted. In a way, Sunny felt guilty, incredibly so, at having to deceive this mare like this. Silken Snare had already shown such kindness to her that it made her want to drop the pretense and show her true form already. Yet that was something that she could not allow. So instead, as the mare told her to go up the stairs with her, Sunny obeyed her. She placed her hands behind her back and walked with a refined and dainty step, something that she'd perfected after seeing so many of the nobles do the same in her courts. It certainly gave to her an air of being more demure and soft spoken. Sunny, however, still failed to break a perfect posture that she could balance books on if she wanted.Seeing the second floor sent another rush down Sunny's spine. This was exactly what she wanted. A world where she could never touch as her true self. A world of pain and pleasure, or discipline and control, of everything that she could think of and more. It'd been difficult to find books on this sort of thing, yet the odd one or two she'd read over the last decade had given her a small bit of knowledge as to how this sort of thing worked. She'd never seen things like this... the wooden horse in particular drew her attention, a device that she'd yet to glean the true knowledge of."To ask you anything?" Sunny paused, "...I believe that right now, questions are not what I have. Truly, what I wish to have is a chance to escape," Sunny sighed, "To keep a bit of confidentiality between us, I shall simply say that my obligations to my standing would have my head for being somewhere like this. Yet... I cannot help myself," Sunny reached up and touched her cheek, "Sunny Shores is a fake name, and I will say that to you know so there is no deception between us. What I wish now... is to be indulged. Indulged in desires I cannot under my normal circumstances. I have waited so long to be here, Miss Snare. So very, very long. And I would ask that you take me under your guidance and aid me in this journey."There was a hesitation to what Silken asked her afterwards. When she finished, Sunny stood up. With hands in a simple smooth and gliding motion, one that didn't betray the sheer terror that this brought her, she worked her sundress until it fell from her shoulders. When it did, Silken Snare was left with the sight of what could only be described as lacy seduction. The mare's beautiful white fur was pristine, and the jet black lace that formed a beautiful V down into her groin and up around her hips stood out starkly. Her bra was similarly styled, the patterning thick enough to hide the aerola but thinning out to reveal much more of the breast. Had the dress been longer, Sunny would have worn garters as well."I would like to get hands on experience, Miss Snare," Sunny smiled, even if internally she shuddered with desire, "Please, have your way with me." The woman smiled, her eyes full of sympathy and understanding. "I'm sorry you've had to wait so long, and that you can't enjoy yourself in your everyday life. But it's not the first time I've heard that." To the confession of the false identity she merely nodded, an acknowledgement of the necessity.Silken opened her mouth as the white unicorn rose, then closed it. Perhaps, selfishly, to let her see where the mare was going with this before interrupting. And that she got. Lust shone in those violet eyes as she ate up the sight. Sunny's taste was good the bra's bare modesty made her want more. "Turn around." No request or suggestion, just direction. She wanted to see the view from behind. How skimpy was the back?But she didn't act on the sight, as tempted as she was. "Now turn back to me." The plum mare straightened up and sighed. This was the thing she enjoyed the least, as it would impact alotof things. "Oh I want to have you, Sunny. You should know though, I have a cock. How do you feel about that?" Here she watched the other mare intently. While her response was important, Silken also was curious how the other unicorm would react to the simple vulgarity. Sunny heard the simple command from Silken, and her body reacted as she was told. She slowly turned around to let the mare drink in the sight of her even more. Her bra strap was made to seamlessly weave into the pattern on the lace, letting even more of her smooth back show. Likewise, her bottoms slowly rode up into her rear to highlight the two supple cheeks she'd allowed this body to have. It was more or less a simple sculpt of her own form, but with a few modification to make her seem more like a normal mare.Once she was told to turn back, she did so and looked down towards Snare's hips as she heard that bit, "I have no issues with that, Miss Snare. I myself would identify as bisexual, if I was told to give my preferences. I simply like to view a pony for who they are, a pony, and then see how they are from there. I suppose some of the more forward thinking individuals would call that pansexuality... but bisexual is a far more understood term."That said, Sunny looked Snare with a bit more of a shine in her eye, imagining what the mare had to give her, "I believe that, before we start, it is customary to give a safeword, yes? Something that I can utter if something has gone too far. Granted, with gags that would be a bit more difficult." She chuckled warmly, "Is there one that you would prefer that I use? I read in one book it should be no more than two syllables to be easily understood." Ponies typically didn't look predatory, and "growl" is an unaccustomed sound, but Silken let loose a hungry noise at the sight none the less, and Sunny found her looking positively villainous. She relaxed at the response, and once again was struck at the mare's eloquent, long winded diction. "Good. Because I very much intend to fuck you."The question though made her smile. "I was going to get to that before we got down to business. But good on you for bringing it up! I prefer the colors of that foal's game. Green, yellow, red. Green for 'keep going', yellow for 'slow down', and red for 'please stop'. This way I can check in on you if you're simply feeling overwhelmed and need a breather, or are fine. A full stop is exatly that, and that's a bit severe."She gestured to the spot next to her on the couch. "Sit. We're close, but not done negotiating yet.""Now, let's talk about how deep we're going to commit to this, because I don't know how involved your other obligations are, and I doubt you want to share the details. And you may not want to dive into the deep end. We can have sessions scenes where the play is contained purely there. We can have longer periods, say you staying here overnight, and the play is considered always in effect unless one of us signal for it to pause. Then there's things that can continue even after you leave I give you homework, things to practice. Even further, there are orders I can give that you are supposed to do at home, like masturbate at a certain time every day or not allow you to orgasm, period. And finally, there's more permanent things that I might do or request. Mark your body in a discreet way, change your hair, request you get piercings."She sat back, letting Sunny digest all of that. "Tell me where your comfort level stops." Sunny could tell that there was a desire with Silken Snare. She made sure to make a mental note to save this form and ensure that the mare got to see it more often. She was easily able to digest those three commands, "Understood. Green for continuing, yellow to slow down, and red for a stop. A rather simple system." She paused, "Those should also be understood more or less inside of a gag, yes? I think we can easily make that work."Once she was down on the couch, it took a long while for Sunny to think on what she wanted to say. There was a level of submission here that she was being told she could do. She had to think rather long about it, about what she could do. What sort of things could she do that she desired, while still having to contend with whom she was otherwise? At the very least, Silken Snare seemed to be open to things. And with this simply being a form she magically 'saved' and then shifted into, there was a level of freedom with it that she could keep. Something powerful that meant she had a pass with this mare. She looked down and slowly placed her hands into her lap."Allow me to be frank, Miss Snare," Sunny began, "I am afraid anything that would involve orders in the home, would likely be impractical. It is not that I am unwilling, but that my duties would make that, difficult. However, I believe that homework, that would suffice," She tried her best not to show it, but Silken would see a little nip of her lip, "... As for the rest, I wish to go as deep with you as I can, Miss Snare. All that you've said there, aside from what I mentioned, I find alluring. Arousing, even. To be frank with you..." She leaned in a bit towards the mare, "This body is one that you have free reign to. I can commit to overnight stays, be them sessions or for as long as needed. I have learned to operate on little sleep," She chuckled, "If you wish to pierce, mark, change my body, then as long as we discuss it, even under duress of sexual contact, then I will allow it. As long as they could not be seen when wearing the dress that I came in today, that is open to you." She leaned out, taking one of Silken's hands in her own, "My goal here is full, and true, utter submission. To be placed under another. Used, only for their enjoyment. All that I have seen here, I enjoy. Does that answer your question on comfort level, Miss Snare?" To be fair to Silken Snare, she was reacting more to the panties and that rear. The white unicorn's form was not her ideal dream. Yet Silken could change Sunny to her tastes. Would, in fact."With gags you usually go 'uhh! uhh!' several times loudly. It's unmistakable. Or you stomp. But to be honest, I'm not too keen on gags. I like to hear my partners sing." Again that villainous look. "This place is pretty good about eating up sound."Reaching up, the mare cupped Sunny's chin, forcing eye contact. "Always be frank with me. Bushes are meant to be burned and stomped through, not beaten around. Communication is essential, and what I do to you will leave you with no digntiy, so don't try to contain it." Her thumb caressed along the mare's jaw, and then withdrew, so that only her hand being held was the contact. "But yes. No behavior changes, and nothing that anyone else can see. I had thinking a pierced tongue, as that is the sign of proper and talented cock sucker, but if that was too severe..." She shrugged. It wasn't a big deal."And, while everything you'v seen you enjoy, there will be things that you won't. Let's talk limits." Silken flashed a smile. "Don't worry, there'll be nothing gross, nodamageto you, I won't push you under duress into something you're not comfortable with. But there's other questionable areas I want to touch before we're in the thick of it. Is it alright to put things under your tail? What about having a scene at one of those parties, in view of those ponies you met the other night? How do you feel about humiliation, me calling you names or making you say very rude things? Can I use magic on you? Anything else you can think of that you're worried or definitely not interested in?" Having her chin grabbed in some a domineering manner, was almost like a sign of power transfer. As Princess Celestia, no one would ever dare do this to her lest they wished to face the guards and her own wrath. In this form, however, she was able to indulge in the feeling of having another forcing her down into her place. That sensation along was a powerful one, leaving her with a long hoarse groan as she slowly leaned back once she was told what to actually tell the other mare. For the moment, she thought about what she could do."If the tongue piercing was removable, or otherwise in a way that I could hide it, I would readily accept one," The mare reached up and ran a finger along her horn, "I have a particular skill in disguising magic. Thus, any marks that you would put on me I could hide during everyday life if need be. I could hdie piercings as well, though the tongue one would be somewhat, difficult to hide need I actually use it." She smiled warmly to Silken, "My body will be yours to mold. Have whatever fun with me you wish, Miss Snare. That is my true and deep desire that I will affirm to you once more."Hearing the next bit did make her pause, 'The only limits that I came in knowing that I would not like were the 'gross' things, I am referring mainly to things that belong in the bathroom. I also would prefer that damage not be sustained. I will, however, allow you to inflict pain on me... I might have a slightly masochistic streak now that I say it," She paused, "Yes, under the tail would be alright. As for the party... if all individuals that attended were in the know about what was going on, then we could discuss having a scene with them. And...yes, I will readily submit to humiliation," Sunny had to restrain her lust saying htat, "Yes, you have free reign to place whatever magic on me you desire. As for anything else... let me see," She sat up slightly, "There is not much that I can think off of the top of my head. You've hit most of them simply by talking with me here. I don't know as much as I would like to, though, so we will have to learn more about me as we continue. Until then... assume that whatever else we have not covered, I will enjoy." "Really, the giveaway for a tongue piercing is that until you're used to it, it clicks against your teeth when you talk. But I think a rubber coated barbel would take care of that and be easier to disguise."The degree of Sunny's investment, how far she was willing to go so soon, awed Silken. There was no fear in this one. It almost worried the domme, made her wonder what she was getting into. Something Sunny kept repeating was also sticking out to her. She leaned forward, eyes locked, muzzles close. "Your body is mine, but physical use is the easy part. For you it'll be about claiming yourmind, making you surrender yourwilldown to the core. That's your gooey center, I'm sure. It takes time, but I'll dine on that."That said, she rose from the couch and gestured to the rug. "On your knees." Surprisingly, Silken knelt next to her, and proceeded to show the correct way to kneel. How far to have the knees apart, where she wanted the hands , a straight back, downcast eyes. "Undo your braids, and then return to kneeling like that until I get back."And like that, she left up the stairs to the third floor. For maybe ten minutes, Sunny was left alone to kneel on the rug. At some point her knees would start to get sore, something that would take endurance. Eventually heels on stairs sounded. If Sunny followed orders, eyes downcast until the shiny heeled boots came into view. Until Silken sat down on the couch before her. The mare had put on tall boots and chaps, and her vest was undone. Everything else was in view, her handsome sac, her lack of arousal, the lean cleavage. All of the outfit was in red, which set nicely against her purple coat.Beside her she sat a large wicker basket, it's top covered with a blanket like she were going for a picnic. From inside she brought a simple black collar, a D ring on the front and back. "While this collar is on, you are mine. You will call me Miss, and you are Girl. If I ask you a question about how you feel, what you desire, what's on your mind, you tell me without filtering. I'll never punish you for expressing your feelings that stuff isimportantfor me to know." The woman stretched the collar out wide. "Are you ready?" If Silken knew just how long it'd been that Sunny had waited for this moment, it would have likely boggled her. This hadn't been just some spur of the moment thing. This was the Princess of Equestria, the one that had ruled for a thousand years, finally boiling over. She was here on what was her 'day off' of sorts, and now she wanted to indulge in this. She wanted to indulge herself in desires that she'd had for too long, that she'd suppressed for too long. Thus, when Silken clarified about her mind, the only reaction that Sunny had was to nod her head. If this mare thought she could, then she was willing. She was willing to do a rather profound thing with this girl, and to do it happily. Whatever. It. Took."Yes, Miss Snare," Sunny went down on her knees on the floor, slowly spreading her legs to allow the fabric of her bottoms to show in its entirety, for her hands to be crossed planted firmly above the tail, and while her posture took care of the straight back, she picked a point on the floor and focused on it, tracing the patterns that it made until she'd firmly memorized it and began to trace it again. It was a tactic she'd used in courts at times to busy her mind, which now meant she could do as was asked of her by this mare, "I will await you return, eagerly."And thus, when the mare had come down, while her knees hurt it was not a pain she had too much of issue with she was used to standing on end for far longer than this, and thus to her a pain that some would call searing was just a mild throb to her. She, however, kept her eyes downcast, even though she desired to look up. She desired a lot of things when courts were in session, not the least of which was to leave. To a mare like Silken Snare, it would look more as though Sunny simply had an incredible discipline about her already.There it was. That collar, was a perfect sign. this mare was willing to help take her into desires she's held for far too long, things that had plagued her mind for hours and hours on end. Things that she wanted, no, need, no evencravedin her life. If there was doubt in her mind, a tidal wave of desire would wash it away as soon as she heard those little rings click. She still didn't look up, not even once. Truly, a mare that knew how to wait."I am ready... Miss," Sunny smiled to her, still looking down, "I believe in terms of what was said earlier, this would be green." Rising off the couch, Silken stepped behind Sunny and wound the collar around her throat before cinching it closed. Then from the waist of her chaps she took a pair of black fingerless gloves, tugging them into place with intent. Fingers dug into Girl's hair, holding her in place. "Repeat the second thing I say. What are you? A toy. Who do you belong to? Miss." Rituals were helpful, they wiped away things and let you get ready to start.As soon as Girl was finished answering, Miss dug fingers into her hair, gripping it at the root, and pulled upwards. Not hauling per se, as she didn't have the strength for that, but hard enough that Girl would get the hint fast she needed to stand up. And since the hold was at the root, it didn't yank any hair out. Once she was on her feet, Miss dragged her to the arm of the couch and promptly shoved her across the cushions. Fingers hooked into the waist of those bottoms and slowly, oh so lovingly, peeled them down, down long white legs, down to heeled ankles.Straightening, Miss dipped her fingers into the basket and came away with a bottle, popping the cork. "You might be tempted to forget any desire you yourself have. Your body belongs to me, and so you may think whatever need or want you have now isn't important, you are a puppet and all that matters is how I tug the string." As she spoke, Miss slicked down her fingers, and then brought the cool touch between those white cheeks, taunting the pucker there. "And if you really want to be a puppet, with me giving not a thought to your pleasure, I can. But Ipreferyou to want, need things, and to tell them to me." She worked her digit to the first knuckle. Then deeper. "Because I can use that. I can decideifI will give it,howI will give it, andwhen. It's a lot more fun to make youworkfor something."That intruding finger pumped steadily. "I have this feeling you don't care if you orgasm or not. That's okay. But if there's something you like more, or are feeling in the mood for..." She added a second finger. "Don't hesitate to share." Again she worked slow with that new addition, but soon was fingering vigorously. "Oh and by the way, you're not allowed to cum unless I say so. If you feel it building, you ask permission, and you better hold it until I give the go ahead." Once the collar was in place, the transition of roles seemed to occur seamlessly. All at once, it was simple for Girl to slowly turn her head towards Miss, smiling to her as she heard the command. The second thing she said would have been the second statement, and so she respectfully lowered her head and repeated in a firm and calm voice, "Who do I belong to? Miss." That was what she assumed was correct. It didn't seem important compared to what was about to happen next to her, though.Once shoved down, a primal feeling of lust shot through Girl. There was also some shame, some elements of embarrassment, but nothing that could dare to take away that powerful feeling of desire. Feeling her bottoms being drawn down only heightened that feeling. That meant that two of her intimate holes were on display: a set of plump lower lips that were blended the same color of her coat, and a small rosebud that stood out more firmly against her. The former was rather warm and moist with how Miss was treating her. The former was twitching at being exposed."I If I may, Miss," Girl groaned out, having to stop feeling the way that fingers began to roll against her backdoor, "I do not believe I could be a simple puppet unless you were to order me to. N No one has ever dared to touch this... this area of me before," Girl huffed out, slowly shivering at the feeling of having her rear actually penetrated for once, the use of whatever cooling sensation was being pushed into her making her relax just enough so as not to feel the initial pain of penetration, "I I would say that your willingness to touch, this area of me... has, already brought my body alight."With that said, the last note was something that didn't take much time for her to nod her head, "A As you wish, Miss. Your pleasure is paramount to me, I will ensure my own is only when given permission by someone such as you." Girl groaned out once more, "Might I have a bit of an idea as to your plans with me? Perhaps I may be able to offer my own... insight..." She groaned heatedly at the fingering for a moment, "A As to my own desires." "It's more a matter of what you're feeling at a moment, when a need strikes." Withdrawing her hand, Silken retrieved a small plug from the basket and applied the lube. As soon as it was ready she gave Girl the plug, working it in methodically. "But to answer your question, first I'm going to get information, and then I'm going to assess your skills."Once the plug was in all the way, the flared base preventing it from going any further, Miss straightened up and stepped on the panties around Girl's ankles, making them easy to step out of. She corked the bottle and wiped her fingers on the towel covering the basket. "Go back to kneeling." Now the mare was hard, black shaft rising out of her lap. Not the biggest around, but still satisfyingly long and thick. She ignored it, and once her fingers were clean, she dropped the towel."Look at me." As soon as she did, Miss forced eye contact. "Tell me your sexual history. Not names or numbers, but I want to know everything else you've done. Holes, positions, kinks, what didn't work for you, what you enjoyed, what made you cum the hardest, what you think you're good at when it comes to pleasing another. Paint me a picture." Miss had taken things quickly, which was all Girl wanted. It was odd to think of how simple they had both fallen into roles, slots almost that were made to make each other have fun. Yet it didn't quite matter in Girl's head. Instead, she just groaned as the plug worked its way inside, an action that she gently pressed back with her hips just to help it move forward a little faster. Once out of her panties, she looked up towards the other mare and quickly was down on her knees. Just the sight of such a large shaft in front of her, even if it wasn't something she would have gone for when thinking 'large' looked massive from this position. On her knees in front of it was hard to deny, after all."My history..." Girl had to think of how to put this, "I have taken few lovers, yet those I had I kept for as long as I was able. Both mare and stallion. I enjoyed both equally, and have experimented with all holes. I once took two stallions in each hole. My positions... oh, there was one mare that wished to have all of the fun with that. She was like fire to me. She put me in nearly every position that she could. Even upside down. Your question is rather loaded... What I enjoyed was the feeling of being taken. I have done nothing of what you have in this place, but the raw feeling of being toyed with, used, it was that sensation that drove me. In truth, the sensation of the two stallions at once brought forth a burst I had never felt before. I would like to say that I have enough experience with my lips to paint those I sleep with full of pleasure. Does, perhaps that tell you what it is that you wished to know?" Girl was generalizing some of it when you were over 1000 years old you took on many lovers. She had a fair amount of experience, and hoped that she had conveyed that to this wonderful mare. Eyebrows shot up at the admission of 'two stallions in each hole'. That was a shock. Miss tried to imagine that was done all at teh same time, six studs, two per hole, and she nearly laughed. But she listened, still impressed with Girl's experience. Though no mention of what didn't satisfy, or of kinks there were things to do that didn't take equipment, after all. Really, the domme was hoping to find established buttons she could push. The fact Girl enjoyed being double penetrated didn't help her much, even if 'being used' she could supply.When the kneeling unicorn finished, Miss laughed mockingly. "Listen to you. "'No one has touched thisarea of me', 'paint those I sleep with full of pleasure'. You prissy little debutante. Who are you trying to impress? What dignity do you think you can keep?" Leaning forward, she grabbed Girl by the muzzle and forced her to make eye contact again. "Enough poetry. Repeat after me: No one's fucked my ass yet. I think I'm good at sucking dick."Through all of this, the domme watched the other woman's reactions, seeing how she handled humiliation, how she took to being forced to talk dirty.Rising from the couch, she walked across the room and looked for a piece, before plucking it up. It was a block of wood roughly shaped like a pillow, rounded and smooth, with a hole centered on top. Miss pulled a cushion from the couch and dropped the wooden piece in its place. From her basket she brought out a dildo, and fit the base into the slot, before adjusting a knob on the side. When the clamp inside held the toy straight upwards, she adjusted the wooden block so the dildo jutted forward at a 45 degree angle.Sitting back down on the couch, Miss gestured to the rubber cock planted beside her. "Please, my prissy toy, demonstrate those 'painting' skills. Impress me." The mare had done her best to try to explain herself. At present, she had still forgotten about the main thing that she'd been trying to tell herself from the beginning: relax. Her speech, her mannerisms, she was still filtering them through this idea of having to be respectful and upright. She even knew what kinks she wanted to say: she wanted to be tied up, spanked, she loved taking a stallion's shaft in her lips and sucking it, she'd experimented with things like being held upside down and even more. She enjoyed the feeling of latex and leather, two things she never truly was allowed to wear otherwise. The only things she didn't enjoy were things that involved the bathroom a curios feat she still hadn't fully understood yet and extreme pain. Yet the crack of a whip or a paddle would get her dripping. She didn't like slow and tantric sex either she preferred for two lovers to just lose themselves, to keep going and going until finally they weren't able to breathe. That was what she wished. And she could see from Miss' face that she hadn't conveyed that, nary at all."...No one's fucked my ass yet," Girl looked like uncomfortable saying those words, "...I, think I'm good at sucking dick." Was that was Miss wanted from her? They were... such vulgar ways of expressing herself. While she looked uncomfortable, her body didn't pull away. It was more like being asked to talk another language, and the strain that came from thinking of all of that.Girl didn't say anything as the toy was set up, not due to fear but rather thinking that it wasn't needed to say anything just yet. She held her head slightly down as she moved over and mounted the toy, breathing in and letting it out as she slowly sank down on it. It took her only a moment to fully adjust to the shaft before she'd fully gone straight down on it. Normally doing so would be uncomfortable, yet there was a certain air of desire that had filled Girl by this point that kept her moving. And thus, Miss was able to watch as she fully sank onto the shaft, meeting the wooden block on it and letting out a sigh of delight as she turned her eyes up towards Miss.With their eyes still locked, Girl began to gently ride up and down the shaft. She spent a bit of time demonstrating her familiarity with such a thing her hip motions moved to lightly press the shaft into different areas of herself, while she adjusted her knees to alter the speed in which she moved down. She let her own body weight carry her down and then caught herself on her knees to ensure a far less painful drop, something some stallions used to complain about to her. Watching as some of her lust dripped onto the block, it was clear her words weren't an exaggeration she had experience with it.However, it occurred to Girl halfway in that perhaps she'd been talking about oral instead. At which point Girl's face would look noticabely stressed as she instead pull off, leaving it slightly glistening with lust. Quickly, she had moved down onto her stomach, pulling herself forward and licking her lips. Taking a few moments t loick it clean something that normally would have embarrassed her, yet now almost felt like part of the territory and then moved in to wrap her lips around the thing. She took a few moments to gauge how large it was, then took the entire thing down in three short pumps. Her face moved back and forth on the toy, taking her time with it to truly enjoy the sensation of it moving back and forth. She'd long since trianed away the pesky reflex, letting her take the toy each and every time into her in a display to Miss of the skills she would bring. Miss was surprised a bit. She had in fact intended for Girl to practiceoralon the toy, and realized she hadn't been clearer. Granted, riding was next on the agenda, so this was no problem for her. Part of this was indeed determining the submissive's skill, but it was also intended to teach.She was reaching down into the basket, retrieving a riding crop to begin her lesson, when Girl rose off and went on her stomach. The crop snapped out and popped the white unicorn on the meat of her upper arm. "I didn't tell you to stop, and I certainly didn't say to do this," she corrected. "Maybe you can't wait to get it in your mouth, but only after Isaywe are done with this demonstration. Get back on that dick." Miss wasn't even going to let the sub explain herself, if there had been a misunderstanding Girl had done a 180 with zero communication, and that wasn't acceptable either. Any effort her toy might make to reply would get a playful swat on the side of the muzzle and a repeat of the directive.Once the woman was astride the toy once more, Miss stood. "Rise near the top, now swivel your hips make an infinity symbol with your pelvis. Tease him. Good. Show me how fast you can go, without hitting hard on the bottom. Is that it? No faster? Now go fast but I want your ass clapping across the wood. I saiddon'tstop short, drop all the way. Better. Listen to that sound the sound of flesh slapping together, mm! Let's see..." She piled two pillows in front of Girl. "Put your hands on these like they are your lover's shoulders. Now let's see how fast and hard you can go. More. Is that all you can do? Alright sit back. Go hard. I want you to fuck his brains out. Bruise his pelvis, c'mon!" Through all of this, the crop was her means of correction. Any time Girl didn't take the directions correctly, or wasn't satisfying, it would bite into a glute or thigh. And if the mare dared to get near her climax, she would get a time out until the urge had passed."Let me show you how to get some torq going lace your fingers together and hold your arms like you're praying. Now, swing your arms up as you lift, and drop them when you go down." The intent is to add momentum, get the upper body involved in the rise and fall, rather than putting all that effort on the legs and abs. By now Girl's muscles must be burning. "Alright, let's slow down, relax a little...we've been going up and down, but moving the hips forward and back is good too. Roll. Good. Roll sideways, like that infinity symbol I showed you grind, like mortar and pestle. Put ot all together back and forward, side to side shimmy. Now, imagine that instead of facing him, you're facing away. Rock your whole body forward and lift a little, then drop back. Mmhm, that's it. Put your elbows on the pillow, now just bounce your hips up.""Good job." Patting her on the shoulder, Miss directed her sub to rise. "Relax a little. Walk around. How's that plug feel?" Once she had enough time to breathe, Miss said, "I know you're so eager to get even a fake cock in your mouth, so go on and lay on your stomach like before. Show me what you got."And Girl did. The deep throating was impressive. In truth going that deep wasn't what Miss preferred to feel when receiving, but this wasn't exactly all about satisfyingherneeds. Training her to simply cater to those wouldn't do for the next partner, as this whole demonstration showed that she had obviosu gaps. "Alright, so you can swallow a tree. Is that the extent of your repertoire?" Miss' words about how to truly work the toy inside of her was something that, in truth, did make Girl a little more annoyed than she liked to admit. She'd had literal hundreds of years to perfect her sexual technique. the way that Miss seemed to want her to go at this was more fast and filled with tricks Girl preferred a more simple approach that could be done just be finding out what the lover in question enjoyed. Miss' approach was something that, at first, she wasn't quite sure how much she truly enjoyed, nor was that happy to really indulge it....Which was a train of thought she could only have held for as long as it took her to groan. Right now, she was being put under someone, truly and fully under them. She was doing as Miss ordered to make her happy, and that was all that mattered. If this was what it took for her to truly satisfy Miss, she would do so. When her hands gripped the pillows she showed the true power she had in her hips the being she was underneath her disguise was one of true strength, and if she truly wished to she could break something. She instead just showed the raw power she had, following each and every order that Miss gave her to the letter. There was never a moment of hesitation in switching, like a machine told exactly how to process each order. By the end, she herself hadn't came once even if she it showed on her face and with the lust leaking form her she wished to, she'd held herself back for the sole purpose of knowing that Miss hadn't told her too, something she'd read that was a taboo to commit in these situations."M Mhm," Girl gave a small nod of thought as she stood up and walked around. In truth, that hadn't even winded her. She could take many more stallions before even showing a small limp. She just stood there and walked a little, before she was given her next order. Her eyes sparkled somewhat as she nodded and moved to get down onto her knees, and almost instantly was working on the toy like she'd intended....Well. Girl had never met a stallion that had turned down something like this. Most of the time it was easy to lead off with this. This Miss had standards she hadn't quite met yet. That wasn't an issue for Girl just yet, though. She slowly moved her mouth upwards and instead decided to take a more active approach with it, beginning to simply toy with and savor the taste of it on her mouth. Her technique was rather simple: she worked her head slowly, increasing speed and then slowing down to draw out the waves of pleasure that would be going through a real toy, then continued to work her lips. She worked for each throb that a shaft would give her, in effect, and worked to do it well. While she wasn't reading Girl's mind, the domme had a sense of the incredulity going through her sub. All of this was not what she was used to, clearly, and it seemed unnecessary, but was done out of duty to her role. "That's enough. I get the feeling that when it comes to giving pleasure, you prefer the blunt approach. Find what your partner likes, then hammer that until they gush. So all this might seem like gilding a lily."As she spoke, the woman reached into the basket again, and retrieved another toy. This she merely held at the base, and regarded it. "It's a bit cliche to use a food metaphor for sex, but I'm sure you've had very fine dining before. A lot of care goes into that food. Artistry. A dash of this, a drop of that, and then all worked to have a nice presentation. When all you really need for a sating meal, is say buttered bread and wine." Using her toy, the mare stroked Girl's cheek. "Not every orgasm need be a five star chef putting on a palace dinner party, nor do you throw everything in the kitchen into it, but. Some finesse and spiceisnice. This isn't just any orgasm. It is you, performing,serving."Again that villain's smile. "So. It's my turn." Her horn glowed, the aura wrapping around the rubber toy in her grasp, and around Girl. In moments, the white unicorn felt it felt a hand holding her...her cock. Yes. She was feeling what Miss did to the toy, as if it were her own. As if she had one. And for a minute or two she simply touched the toy, letting Girl orient herself. Experience the touch for the first time, and what sensation was like for reference. The heat and friction of a palm. The tickle of a finger under the glans.Then the mare's horn glowed again, and this time it was her hand that lit.Nowthe sensation was new. It was wet. It was hotter. And with the flex of her fingers, it was like a mouth sucking on the shaft. And once more she went through rudimentary motions, letting Girl experience. It became clear fingers held the sensation of lips, the wrap of them like a mouth, and it was manipulation tath gave the suction. The simple bobbing of a head. Of suction. Of lips on the tip.Onlythendid the real demonstration begin.Her fist went down fast,then drew back slow. As it climbed, the suction was tight, dragging, dragging, only to relax just behind the head. Again. Then again. Her motions thenwere just the head, sucking it at varying intensities, and tugging at it. Grip loosening, she held the tip in her grasp and then rolled her wrist, like she were stirring a pot. Then tightened again, the suction wicked, and dropped her fist, but turned as it went down, then twisted the opposite as it rose. Finally it went back to the fast down, then slow up. Finally it ended with a faster show, a fuller, clear effort meant to finish a stallion off.Through all of this, she watched the mare's face, both to savor her reactions, and monitor her state of arousal if Girl might be close to orgasm, would slow down, tease, but not let it build. Yet as she came to the end of that little demonstration, she asked, "Tell me...how does all of that compare to this?" And she repeated the technique that Girl had demonstrated. The way that Miss described the tastes was something that took Girl, more than a little bit of time to wrap her head around. Firstly, the idea that Miss had just seen right through her was rather, worrying in a sense. She herself was one that prided on not letting others see what was beyond her mask. If that was the case, she needed to be more careful here. Letting her emotions run wild might let out her secret, which would likely put Miss in a... very different situation. Still, it was more or less just telling that Miss could read it on her face, even if Girl herself didn't show anything. Her body language must have just given her right away from it all. If that was the case, then it only made her wonder how Miss had come to grow this strong so quickly.It took an awful good deal not to immediately hit a peak from the new sensation. As a mare that had only ever experienced life as a mare, this magical touch was one that was perhaps far more amplified than normal. IT was such a different feeling... it was almost more crude, blunt with its feelings. The cock itself wasn't like how her own sex was laid out, making for one touch more of a calming warmth against a slow and sliding thrust. It was almost flat, while the female's pleasure was sharp. She couldn't fully describe it. For now, she just looked Miss dead in the eye and watched her as she began to toy around with the, well, toy, content to put forward as to what exactly the mare was planning to do.In almost a show of stubbornness, it was at first Miss' intention not to say anything, simply out of her own idea that her hundreds of years experince were better. Yet just taking the time to truly have fun with the shaft was something that was... intoxicating. It was hard not to lose herself in it, to almost believe as the pleasure washed over her that this was, indeed, something that belonged to her. Each lick, each suck, it all felt real, with magic connecting them through. Girl was clearly holding back what she felt, letting out a bit lip here, a soft groan there, a twitch of the eye there, all of which was being held back. Was it stubbornness? Resentment? Or just her having to figure out how to handle it? Just each motion of sucking felt different and yet all connected, like individual threads of pleasure woven together into a beautiful crescendo that all came together to leave Girl panting slightly and reaching up to gently bite her thumb as she thought of how to truly, and fully, respond to it."...That was, a rather.... that was something I don't know how to put into words," Girl panted, trying to work on dropping the formality, "...It felt, amazing, that is what I can say..." That was when her own technique was put to rest. Her own was... far more straightforward. Both would get the job done, and perhaps hers had its merits. but it left her at a moment of pure defeat as she just simply sighed at the end as she twitched from all over her body in pleasure, "....It was, far better than I could ever do, Miss. I'm sorry for thinking of my own as superior." She lowered her head, a bit of true shame going through her. Just feeling the difference was humbling, to an extent that it left her without any other words to say. Miss could tell the mare was holding back. That was disappointing, as she wanted to be smug in seeing Girl rocked by it all. That and, she just enjoyed the display. Guessing it was pride, or more likely trying to hold back an orgasm, Miss let her have that resistance for now. So when her sub expressed awe, it did give her a bit of satisfaction, both in giving pleasure that had never been experienced, and in proving her case so soundly.Reaching out, she cupped Girl's jaw and lifted it. "Everyone is biased towards themselves." There was more she wanted to show Girl. Among other things, making eye contact and otherwise putting on a visual show. That was a lesson for another day. Once more her horn glowed, and her hand, the toy, and Girl sparkled and tingled a moment before the spell faded. "But apparently you still have enough focus and mind to think clearly. You've yet to hit subspace. Let's see if we can correct that."Dropping the dick into the basket, she retrieved a simple set of wrist cuffs. Cinching the leather around Girl's wrists, she then seized Girl by the ear and proceeded to drag her like a naughty foal over to the center of the room. There rose a post, dotted along its length with d rings. And here she bound Girl to it, arms above her head.Slap! Miss clapped her palm across one of the mare's ass cheeks. Immediately a pop!to the other. She paced in a semi circle, slapping the bound woman on the rump, the thigh, the side of a breast, anywhere there was enough fat on her to safely take it. The intensity varied, from moderate to wicked. That though was only spanking, and when her hand started to get sore, the unicorn's horn glowed and her crop came to her. She claimed it, and began biting Girl's flesh, adding the sharp sting to spots that had thusfar suffered the thud. Then she switched between the two without warning. Spiced in between the beatings were smaller, pettier motions. The jab of a thumb into a pressure point, forcing Girl to turn her body for the next strike. Yanking her tail. Just flat out biting the mare's ear at one point. Miss really tested the woman's pain threshold, not just what she could take, but gauging what she reacted most to.Testing her was important, but what Miss really wanted was to force the mare into subspace. To render her mind floating, to banish any complicated thoughts, to leave Girl intoxicated on the sensations and above all, surrendered completely to domination. There were signs, but she prompted the mare. Every so often she would say, "Enjoying this?" or "How about now?" or "Tell me how you feel?" Listening out for Girl's voice to take on a more dreamy quality, or the word choice to go simplistic. Girl was doing her best to let go of the feelings of her own technique being superior. It was petty, and Miss clearly was there to teach her. She'd asked for this, meaning that those thoughts melted away rather quickly. She was eager to see what the mare had in plan for her, which apparently involved cuffs. While she'd tried bondage once or twice before, never had it been this rough. Just being taken like that, a princess being hefted up and thendraggedby her ear, it got a groan of delight from her. Not the pain, but theroughnessof it. Just having Miss drag her along felt good. She wanted more of that."...I admit, I've never done something like this before," Miss hadn't restricted her speech yet, so as she was strung up with her hands above her head she needed to at least voice there was some territory here she hadn't hit. Girl wasintothe idea of it, not necessarily ready for it all. But she held her tongue not by obligation, but by anticipation. She wanted to know what Miss had in store for her. So she kept silent, watching Miss, seeing what she was doing, right up until she felt the first smack on her body and everything became both white hot and crystal clear at the same time.Rather than speak, all that Girl did was squeal out as she felt the strikes. Each one elicited some shriek from her. Strikes on her ass made her moan whorishly, her breasts being punished was a bit more of a pained moan but one that made her jut her chest out nonetheless. Her legs were sensitive enough that attacking her thighs actually hurt in a bad way, making her jerk her legs back. She was waiting a bit for the mare to say something, but that wasn't even the whole show. She was trying her hardest just to get her head on straight, to feel what it was that Miss was doing to her. All the petty little jabs, they just heightened the sensations."T the legs hurt, p please stop the legs!" Girl begged out after awhile, "I It feels good, f feels... feels..." A bit of lust was truly running down her thigh by now. The pain was putting her mind in a heightened state, but that was taxing. Taxing enough that she was slowly falling down into the subspace. Another yank to her tail and a slap on the ass. She jerked her head back, which left her breasts open for a harder strike. She jerked forward and quaked, her body feeling sore and pained, but also alive. Alight, even. Such treatment was... "L Love..." She was beginning to crack, "F Feels, good.... m more, please..." She held her rear up in the air. Girl had an insane pain tolerance to be able to take all this beating and still ask for more. Or, was she just that slutty she didn't care about the pain? "G Give me more, p please, Miss!" Naturally Miss stopped abusing those legs. She had already gotten a sense that they were hurting in the wrong way, and focused on everything above them. Shame, as there are several good spots on the thighs, and calves are fat enough to take a hit or two as well. Sweat glistened on the domme's pelt as she took a breather. This was far more of a workout than she was getting lately, but the results were worth it. She had the mare riding high on the abuse.Tossing the crop aside, she concluded this was the end of that. Back to the basket, where she retrieved a gag, and bound Girl's head swiftly. Once silenced, she unhooked the mare from the post, and instead transferred her arms behind her back, just above her tail. So confined, Girl was marched back to the couch and shoved across the arm of it. "You've had your pleasure. Now it's my turn. Be still and quiet, and do not cum. Stomp if you're about to, but I'll beverycross at being interrupted."With that, she fucked Girl.Wholly one sided, Miss focused on making herself orgasm as swiftly as possible, seemingly ignoring the mare beneath her as though she were one of the toys the had been playing with. Unless Girl interrupted her, the domme would simply pump until she came, pull free, wipe her wet dick on pink hair, and walk away. The unicorn would be left gagged, tied, dripping.Treating a sub like this was a bit unusual for the domme. Even if they were into being objectified, she prefered there to be more action and response from them, make them pleaseher, indulgehersatisfaction. The usage was treated as casual rather than mechanical. But Girl had brought up being gagged and bound, brought up being used by the two stallions, at her body being wholly belonging to Miss and surrendering to use. Further, Miss thought this treatment would go along with the subspace she was in: just enduring, floating along in a sea of contented use, unable to do more than breathe and twitch. In truth, Miss would have ended the session without sex, but she was both quite worked up, and the experience she wanted Girl to take away from today was a sampling of different BDSM flavors, a blur of highlights to be reflected on later for what was enjoyed most.Miss left Girl on the couch long enough for her to feel as though she had been tossed aside. Long enough for the domme to clean herself up proper, gather a few things and return. She removed the gag and cleaned the drool, wiped Girl's loins with a damp cloth and did the same to her hair. And then slowly freed her, worked Girl's arms a little, and coaxed the unicorn to lay across her lap. There she rubbed all the spots that had been slapped and whipped. brushed Girl's hair, then tail, then pelt. Pet in long strokes, hugged her, and otherwise held the other woman, cooing softly, repeating "You did very well," and "I'm pleased." Throwing someone into the subspace was a feeling that was hard to describe unless one was inside of it. It wasn't quite being fully out of it it was simple to still feel lust and react to it accordingly. The smacks and jabs were clearly things that Girl enjoyed it was less so the pain in the end, however, and more so the idea that someone was just using her like that. It was partially the feeling of someonedaringto hurt her like that, someone confident enough to make her squeal and cry out without worrying about what would happen next. Living a life of being confined to just having to deal with being a paragon meant pleasures like that were often out of her reach. And now, Miss was giving them to her.The gag was something that left her stunned. She hadn't expected for Miss to do that just yet she'd been very tactical thus far and wanted her to simply tell her what she wanted, so to feel her lips being shut was a new experience. Not an experience that she disliked, but one that she did want to see where it went. That feeling of being used only filled her even more as she was taken down and then thrown down against the couch. Such treatment was exactly what she... what she...No, there wasn't room for thought like that now that she was getting fucked. It'd been too long since someone had done this. Most stallions were intimidated and wanted to make her feel good. Those that even did want to take her lust seriously didn't do so exactly eagerly either. This, however, was just her being used. She was told not to cum, and so she didn't. Instead, she reveled in the feeling of it. Miss wasn't gentle with her, nor was she even really thinking about her. It was inconsiderate, rude... amazing. Her fingers curled up within their bonds and her body jerked several times feeling her slit just being... pumped. Thought wasn't on her mind, all she was focusing on was that beautiful, delicious sensation. Miss was powerful, raw, something that Girl craved and wished she could have even more of...And then... it was over. Girl let out a little muffle of surprise as Miss pulled out and left her there. Her mind was left swimming somewhat, trying to handle those last few waves of delight that coursed into her. Not once had she came during the entire time, so part of her focus was waiting for that burning desire to come down. But it soon gave way to loneliness, knowing that Miss had left and she was still bound. She didn't want to move, but she also wanted Miss to come back. It wasn't a good feeling after leaving her in such a heightened state, making her collapse like this was... cruel.Then Miss was back, and in a few swirls of motions, Girl was cleaned off and laying in the mare's lap. She panted a few times, getting her senses back to her. The aftercare was much appreciated. After such intensity, she needed it. She held back from fully cuddling the mare, if only because she wasn't strong enough at present to do just that, "T Thank you," Girl responded gently, "T That was amazing." "You re welcome. It was my pleasure." And it was mostly true. Being the first to introduce Sunny to something she had wanted so long, was something she greatly enjoyed. The look of bliss and contentment and awe was her satisfaction. While Girl wasn't strong enough to cuddle, Miss was. And she did for twenty minutes more."I'm going to take care of something," she murmured, nudging Girl aside. "I'll be back in a few." And she bustled up the stairs, then back. The pleasure drunk unicorn might have lost track of time. But eventually Miss was there. "Alright. It's time to take teh collar off, it's time to stop being Girl. Ready?" And, when she was, the domme took off the collar. Then Silken Snare removed her own gloves. "You are you again. You belong to no one." Sunny's clothes were sat in her lap, and she was directed to the bathroom, for any deeper cleaning and to get her head on straight on private.Silken Snare was waiting for her, a package in hand, looking a bit tired but pleased. Girl was happy to just sit there and cuddle for a long time. After everything she'd more or less endured, she needed that time to truly get her head on straight. After that day, more or less a sampling of what she might be able to take, she had come to understand more about herself. Miss had done wonders for her in that regard, to show her more of who she was, more of what she could be. More of what she truly wanted.Indeed, as Girl waited there, she was more or less still drunk on lust and letting herself enjoy the feelings of it all. Once the collar came off, however, she seemed to implicitly understand that something had changed. She had to stop and allow herself to focus. And thus, she did just that, bringing herself back to Sunny. She was grateful she hadn't gotten so drunk that she let her spell slip it was one she didn't have to maintain, but could snap if she thought bout it without doing something like checking herself first. It would have been a shock to do that, after all for now she just went to wash up."Snare," Sunny panted out, "Thank you... thank you for today. I know that I likely pushed you in many ways. And, I believe that I know more about what I desire. You've given me much to think about. I will be far more direct with you from now on." She smiled warmly, taking the package and gently opening it up to see what was inside. Leaning in, Silken kissed Sunny on the forehead, to one side of the horn. "You were lovely. Giving you a better understanding of yourself is exactly what I aim to do." But when Sunny went to open the package, she swatted her hand. "When you get home, or where you can find some privacy."With that, Silken politely but unyieldingly ushered the other woman out. She was tired. Satisfied, but tired. As soon as the dore was closed, she trundled up the stairs for a good, long rest.Whenever Celestia opened the parcel, she found inside two pieces of paper, a simple black choker, and a dildo.The first letter read,Sunny, These are the instructions for the next part of your training, if you want to continue playing. Included in this box are the homework I have for you, and the toy for carrying it out. The choker is yours. Think of it like my secret collar when we're not together. Wear it when you do your homework, whenever you want to feel like Girl again, or remember the experience. Our next session is whenever you can make it. I prefer it be longer, at least overnight. Please send a word in advance so I can prep. Bring whatever clothes you own that you consider the most risque and spicy show me what you have. On the other hand, if for whatever reason you can't or don't want to continue, you needn't send word, and I won't take offense. No harm, no worry. Keep the toy and choker as mementos. It was a delight, SilkenOn the second paper,Girl, Every night I want you to practice the techniques I showed you. One night the swirling pelvis and other riding exercises, and the next the down fast up slow cocksucking technique, lipping and sucking the tip, tugging it, etc. Do 10 'reps' of 10 seconds for each one, and then repeat the whole routine again. You may orgasm only after you have finished the night's exercises.There were a few hastily sketched diagrams.Also I want you to think about our session and write down your thoughts and feelings. What worked, what didn't, what you would like to try that we did not do. This is feedback to help me for our next session. Include this letter when you send word when you can make the next session. Miss There was a certain feeling that leaving the care of Silken Snare gave Sunny. Or rather, the feeling that it gave Princess Celestia. As she exited the place with a warm departure and returned back to her castle in secret, she transformed her body back to its far larger and more recognizable self. There was a certain feeling of dirtiness that came with leaving, especially as she went about the rest of her day inside the castle. Was it shame? Perversion? Simply something more? She wasn't sure, but she wanted to find out. She wanted to feel more, and thus when she opened the box at the end of her evening to read what was inside, it left her with a small rush.The first letter left her wit ha more gentle rush, one that was kind and felt like a caring mare that wished to help guide her down a path she wanted. It was one that reminded her of how caring and thoughtful that Silken was in the beginning, The second, however, reminded her of what happened in their session. It reminded her of the feeling of submission, of true love and delight, of getting to be a submissive and indulge in that primal feeling. It was after reading the letter that she ensured her door was shut, a spell was on her room to prevent any from seeing inside, and began to practice.Going through the motions were simple enough, and by now she had come to at least acknowledge there was a world of technique she had missed out on in her lonely years. That was perhaps her just being stuck in the past, and now she was coming out of it. She kept at it, as it trying to regain some feeling of who she was a Girl, as trying to get her body back to what she can do. And thus, when it came time to finish, she made sure she was in an aroused state before drafting her letter on the back of the one addressed to Girl.Miss Snare, I am able to make a regularly scheduled set of meetings each Wednesday and Friday, with the latter being overnight. I believe we can begin this on this Friday, if you are available. I trust that you will keep this discreet between us. I am paying for this to be sent by dragonfire to ensure it reaches you swiftly. Miss, The session was wonderful. I would love to try more of the pain, I think I can work in more legs next time. I wish to lean more into bondage and pain, those two were what I enjoyed the most. I would like to also learn how to better serve you and not disappoint you with my skills. I felt the greatest rush when you were inside me and would like that a lot more. Please, if we can, I would like to be tied up and learn how to serve you more. Girl Funny, receiving letters from a mentor, beingg guided, getting homework, composing diary like responses. It was almost like a far more adult, more lewd version of Celestia's relationship with Twilight Sparkle.When the message arrived, Silken Snare's eyebrows climbed up around her horn. Dragonfire! The parchment still held the smell of it. While she had suspected Sunny was well off and important, she hadn't expectedthat. A courier, sure, but... She shook her head. The schedule would do.What left her wondering was the bit about pain. The impression she had was that the beatintg she had delivered was quite intense, and going harder was going to be a challenge. Canes were as far as she went, and that was something Silken didn't want to jump to right away. Bondage would be easier. And so would sex, and general pleasure that had been...efficient, for various reasons. The next would be prolonged, would be lush, and would force Girl to put out some effort.For now though, she had to prep. Going over her spells, for one, as well as one of her special items. Then perusing her toy selection. Owning the shop didn't mean she used the floor merchandise that would be a breach of ethics but when she didn't have everything, it meant buying something from herself. A temptation she could easily fall into... With a sigh, she marked an item or two off her inventory, then noted on her ledger. Other things needed to be put together, but in the morning... Perhaps Celestia's letter to the mare could have been more direct, yet she hadn't known quite how to zero in on what she liked. She had enjoyed what she wrote down and that was that. She felt as though she'd been given a good amount of exposure to everything she wanted, and thus now she was getting her chance to enjoy even more of it. She was eager to go and see more of this Silken Snare, even if it would involve a lot of work arounds on her part. She would need to figure out how to get out of the castle, and how to properly tie off her disguise spell so as not to need to maintain it manually.The first issue was perhaps the harder one, but doable. After many days of work, she'd managed to create a small portal behind a portrait in her room that would link to a random small vacant building in Canterlot's lower ring. That would give her an a place to change and set up her disguise before going off to Silken's shop. It was a bit of a walk, but necessary in order to continue with this sordid and lovely affair. She would need to be quick and resourceful about it. Thankfully, the guards for her room were the only other souls that knew of her leaving the castle, and thus would cover for her if needed.That being said, it was on the agreed upon day that 'Sunny' returned to the shop and slowly entered, carrying with her a small purse with the two items that she'd been given alongside the letters. She wasn't certain if she was meant to leave them behind, but it felt wrong not to have them with her. Stepping inside the shop sent a bit of a rush through her, knowing that she was about to become not Celestia, nor Sunny, but 'Girl' once more. If Miss Snare's words were true, then that was what she had to expect. And thus, she waited, waited for another day to begin with them, another time for her to indulge. "Ahh, there you are," Silken Snare cooed at the mare's arrival. She wore fashionable trousers and a peasant's top, the later showing just enough cleavage to be interesting. "Be with you shortly." Unfortunately the shop wasn't empty there was a stallion looking chipper and excited of new prospects, and the sound of someone upstairs. The chatterbox only allowed her to get a murmured word in to Sunny's ear. "If you brought anything, go ahead and take it all the way up the stairs."Eventually the person on the secoond floor, another stallion, came down with an armload of items, showing them off, as the couple bantered about what to get. Finally Silken got them out the door.Really.Next time she will simply close before her guest's arrival.Mounting the stairs, she found Sunny and surveyed the outfit the woman had brought, what she considered "enticing". Unless the clothes were instead packed away. "Alone at last. Before we get started, I want to offer a choice while you're clearheaded." Caressing along Sunny's jaw, she asked, "Would you like to begin with bondage or with pleasure? As the two won't have much overlap I'm afraid." Enticing... now that was something that Sunny wasn't used to wearing. Being a paragon meant that wearing something that wasn't elegant or respectful was out of the question. Thanks to some connections in the fashion industry, she'd found herself wearing a dress that she believed was what Silken wished for. It was a beautiful black dress that shimmered as it lay on her body, leaving one leg open through a slit that kept the parting of her legs just barely contained in it. The fabric clung to her sides and her chest, not showing a massive amount of cleavage but just enough to make the eye guess for more. She'd put on heels as well, just to add to the look. Both hair and tail had been strained and styled back to shimmer just like her gown.It wasn't an issue for Sunny to truly wait she'd done so on end for most of her life, so waiting a few minutes was almost nothing to her. As they ascended the stairs back up to the place that Sunny had found herself getting rather warm thinking about, she looked over to Silken just before she felt fingers running along her jawline. The sensation brought back enough memories to make her eyes almost dialate."I believe that we should start with pleasure," Sunny responded back, "There is likely far more new with bondage, best to start with the old and then move into the new." She paused, "I did everything you asked of me, Miss Snare. I also brought the, tools you gave me," She patted her purse, "I'm ready to pursue what we have talked about now." The choice earned Sunny a flash of teeth, the grin sly, as if to say "just you wait". Then the mare smiled more sincerely and stroked Sunny's arm. "Those areyoursto keep. Trust me, there are plenty enough here. But I'm glad you did your homework. And it no doubt will come into play." She ran her nails along the other mare's flank. "Mm. That dress is tasty, and I love what you did with your hair... but you chose pleasure and what I have planne would make a mess of that dress. So that means, in part, giving you a makeover. Undress."The toy basket was back, along with the addition of a mirror. Silken plucked from the basket her gloves, but the collar she brought out was new. Dark leather braided with a silver chain, and a pendant with a magical symbol of binding. "This is a very special collar. It pops off with a safeword." She demonstrated, cinching it around her throat before saying, "Freedom." The collar didn't just open but fell to the floor. "Any spell cast on you while the collar is on will come off. This way even an earth pony or a pegasus can safeword out of a spell. An extra bit of surprise though a unicorn can't cast magic while wearing the collar."She opened the collar, offering to place it on Sunny's throat. The ritual then proceeded, the two becoming Girl and Miss.Miss cupped the back of Girl's neck and drew her to the mirror. "Now... You said that your body was mine, to modify at my leisure. Let's exercise that." Her horn glowed, and a tingle of magic tickled through Girl's pelt before her hips widened giving a more bottom heavy impression, but one that looked natural withotu being ludicrously out of proportion. Miss made certain the effect didn't leave her with a big rear either, said bottom tightened, so that while wide it was certainly small and taut. The effect gave just the hint of a thigh gap.Next she ran her fingers through Girl's pink hair, disturbing the styling and then her pink locks curled, not a kinky mess or corkscrews but enough to give volume and look intriguing. That short tail was lengthened, and here she bound the first few inches, the wrapping forcing the mare's tail up at an arch. A fashion that had once been regal but had since become more risque, the tail less obscuring of the ass and drawing attention to it. Finally the front of Girl's pelt darkened. Practically a line from the bridge of her muzzle down past her nethers, the fur turned black like she'd walked into a freshly painted pole. "Better to show cum," she explained matter of factly. A turn would show that the dark swath bisected her buttocks. The look was incredibly exotic two tone pelts happened donkeys most notably, but zebra had no stripes down their front for instance but it was a rare thing in ponies and adarkerfront was unheard of.All these modifications would of course end when the collar popped off.Miss ran her teeth along the mare's ear. "This pleasesme, but I am still curious what you think." Seeing that her choice of attire had been well received was a relief to Sunny. She'd worried that she had perhaps played it too safe, yet having top fashion designers that were key at making clothing that was alluring yet safe was a massive plus. She'd, of course, done this in the form of Sunny, since she lost a significant amount of height and her royal... 'assets.' Celestia had rather large breasts and a comparable behind, but given how tall she was it was all in proportion to her body. Being Sunny was somewhat easier to manage, clothing wise at least. And it seemed that Silken was enjoying her body as well, which was rather nice. She could easily change how it was with a thought, but she did enjoy it upfront.The first worry that the collar presented to Sunny was the worry of whether or not her own magic would be cancelled when the collar was on. If that was the case, she was in trouble. Yet Silken didn't mention that, only that unicorns couldn't cast magic with it on. So long as the spell on her body was tied off to her own magical reserves and not one she was actively casting, it would be okay, "Freedom, I can remember that," Sunny smiled, "It's a rather beautiful collar," She also added. It was true, but it was also to help quell her nerves about if Silken was about to find out something new.Thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case, and instead the collar clicked on around her neck and led her to feel her mind transition back to the feeling of Girl once more. She walked in front of the mirror and nodded her head, "It is indeed," Girl informed her, staying her breath. When the magic strated, she was eager to see what tastes that this mare had.It turned out, very unique ones. With a small shudder, Girl felt her rear changing. Given that this was already a form she was assuming, the change wasn't exactly too out there for her, but it was different knowing that it was another mare doing it to her. Feeling her rear tighten up and perk up was a, bizarre feeling, but one that made her look down and see the way that her thighs parted just barely to make the sight more, appealing. Her hair and tail were both things that she wasn't used to doing curling her mane was normally seen as tacky, and to bind her tail so that the fur swished around her her ass and made the eye look towards it was far too risque for her. Yet the more stratling was seeing a full stretch of black fur go through her, and it was that which drew her eye the most. Watching it travel down and then go between her rear cheeks was perhaps the icing on the cake, leaving her to take several moments to turn and look to see just what Silken Snare had done to her."It's... certainly differently," Girl got out at first to show she was aware of it, "The new fur is strange but... fun," That was the only word she could think of, "I can see you like my butt more than by breasts," Girl also pointed out, looking back towards Miss and nodding her head with a smile, "I like it, Miss. Is this all you wish to do to me right now?" "Your breasts are fairly perfect," she replied. Cupping one of the now dark curves, she squeezed it. "I don't care for a chest too small or too large. But it's true, they're not what really gets my blood racing." Her thumb traced the nipple, the pink standing out so starkly among all that dark hide. "Ilovebutts, and a set of wide hips make me dizzy." Bringing her hand up to Girl's collar, she hooked a finger in the d ring and drew the mare close for a kiss. Long, sultry, flirtatious. Showing the heat but being teasing about it.She pulled back, laughing richly. "Oh my dear, I have onlystartedto do things to you. But those are the only changes I'll make to your bodythisvisit. But...mm, you said you were good with disguises. Maybe you'll adopt these changes before showing up again?" Those violet eyes twinkled did she know that more than Sunny's name was fake? Or was it simply an educated guess?Pulling away from Girl, she trotted to the basket and plucked from it some clothing. This she handed to Girl. "Dress."A short red top, off one shoulder and showing a bit of black cleavage, but it was more that it exposed a lot of belly. The pink skirt was flowing and flirty and terribly short. Lacy stockings, red like the top. A pair ofred tanga panties. "You can keep your heels," she directed, gesturing to the ones Girl had arrived in.While she dressed, Miss must have grabbed something else, because when Girl looked back, the mare was holding an hourglass. "Here's your assignment. Go out and collect a fresh load of cum. The rules are that you return by the time the sand runs out, you've not cleaned any off, and not a drop makes it into your mouth it's either on your fur or pumped into one of your other holes." Miss looked Girl in the eye and turned the hourglass over, the sand now trickling down.

['Shores', 'Celestia']

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Your my Student now! (Thalia x Pen.)

Anko sat on one of the blocks of wood used for training as he waited for the girl that she was suppose to train. Anko was eating a sweet while she waited. Looking down she looked at the report on the Shinobi. 'Hmmm, timid yet has great potential.' Anko then adverted her eyes back to the entrance as this girl was running a bit late. 'If she does get here soon....' Anko said aggravated. Hinata sighed as she got up out of bed. She knew that she was going to have a new teacher for a while because Kurenai Sensei told her that she was going on a mission for a while, but did not know who it was to be as that was up to Tsunade Sama. She quickly got dressed and was just about to walk out the door before her father caught her. She tried to explain that if she didn't get to the training field soon she was going to be late, but her father wouldn't hear of it and told her that before anything she would have to make the tea for when he and Neji Kun would train.Hinata reluctantly agreed and went to prepare their tea, putting it and two glasses off over to the side by where they usually did their sparring. She knew that she was going to be late when she arrived, but hoped that her new teacher would understand once she explained what happened.When she finally arrived, her jaw dropped as she saw Anko San sitting in front of her. She really didn't know much about her, but she did know that she had once thrown a kunai knife at Naruto Kun to get him back in line, and that alone frightened her. As she came to the field she could see Anko holding a massive Windmill shuriken. "So...why are you late?" Anko grinned as she threw the Shuriken up in the air and caught it afterward. "Well, better not be some cheesy excuse either or your first training is to see how fast you can run." Anko grinned as she looked down at the girl. Of course Anko was still eating her sweet as she looked at the girl. Hinata bit her lip as she heard what she was going to have to do if she didn't give a good answer as she tried to imagine Anko San throwing it at her, and because of seeing her at the Chunnin exams, she could definitely believe that she'd do it. "W Well... I... I tried to get here sooner but father made me make him and Neji Kun their tea for after they train..." She said, watching her closely in case she made any movement to throw her weapon. Anko looked at her as she had the massive blade at her side now. "Oh....so that is it....THAT IS IT?!" Anko suddenly threw the blade at her feet as she looked at her, "For that we are doing extreme training today. Possibility of death is quite high." Anko grinned as she jumped up into the air as she went flying down towards Hinata ready to deliver a kick to her face. Hinata looked at Anko Sensei terrified at her reaction to what she had said. She watched as she suddenly threw her weapon down and leaped into the air. She was afraid, but she knew what to do. She had practiced on this for a while and thought it was about ready. She quickly activated her byakugan before getting into a defensive stance and using her protective 8 trigrams 64 palms technique. 'This is the Byakugan...' Anko noticed as she was getting close to attacking her. Anko did multiple hand signs quickly as she then shot a dozen snakes at her not to mention shoot others from her other hand to a nearby branch as it is used as a rope. Swinging away she then throws several Kunai at her. 'Lets see how much I can draw out of her from this battle...' Hinata watched as Anko San swung away and ended the jutsu quickly lest she use up all of her chakra when she would obviously need it as Anko had said that 'the possibility of death was quite high.' She quickly retreated as several snakes barely missed her, then changed direction to dodge the kunai before turning around to face her and taking up a fighting stance. 'Hmm, those eyes are pretty handy but, it has been seen that it isn't a perfect 360 degree of vision.' Anko thought as she landed on a tree. Focusing her chakra to her feet she analyzed Hinata for a moment but, rushing in. As soon as she was close for Hinata to even attack she dispersed into several snakes as she used snake replacement jutsu. The real Anko was hiding in the tree but, of course she knew that Hinata could see her. 'Well, I could pull that trick off that Naruto kid did to Neji during the Chunnin Exam.' Anko grinned as she bit her thumb as it bled. Then she did a couple of hand signs and pressed into the tree quickly. Though before she gave time for her summoned creature to appear she leaped out from behind the tree as she was ready to go into hand to hand combat with her. Hinata watched as Anko San moved in to attack and quickly decided to take advantage of the situation by aiming a palm right into her sternum. She was just about to follow through with a combination before she noticed that her target was no longer their and she started searching around for the real one and once found, she began to move in closer to her for the attack. Anko slowed her movement down as Hinata was coming closer. Anko wanted her to get into the exact spot infront of her. 'Now I just have to watch out for those hands...' Anko quickly threw three kunai at her as to try to make her hands to occupied with deflect her attacks. Hinata seemed to be staring Anko san down and quickly side stepped to dodge the blades, then when she got into range turned so her shoulder lined up with Anko's body perpendicularly, thrusting out two palms, one aiming at her sternum and the other at her stomach in the hopes that if she hit her right she would have her breath knocked out of her and open for attack. Anko felt the attacks hit her but, before her air was knocked out she had trapped her with snakes that slithered out of her sleeves. "Nice....try...My turn." With that suddenly the snakes she had summoned before appeared out of the ground as they ensnared her. "Have to thank Naruto for that idea." She grinned as she pulled away a bit to catch her breath. Anko looked at her with a smile as she flicks the girls head. "Training is done for today." Anko said to her. "You did good for a genin. See, you have to make sure your always prepared as if your life depends on it." Anko said to her softly. Though after looking at the girl's body she felt odd. It kinda felt...like...aroused. Something about this girl's shy nature kind of made her want to do wrong things but, she pushed the thought aside for now. Hinata was glad that she had gotten her attacks on, though something was wrong. Just as she felt the connection, she felt something moving down her arms. She tried to pull away but the snakes were already upon her, and were soon joined by even more and she found herself bound in place. She began to struggle a bit against them and watched in horror as Anko began to move in again, surprised to have only received a flick to the forehead and to hear that training was over. She could barely believe that it was over so quickly. After all... She had to improve if she was ever going to get Naruto to notice her... Anko smiled at her as the temptation to use this moment to her advantage was high but, she then snap her fingers as the snakes disappeared from Hinata as Anko looked at her. Anko walked slowly away as she wondered what the girl was gonna do. She seemed oddly displease she was dispatched in a few minutes. Though Anko had been a Shinobi longer than her so it was only natural for her to win without too many problems. When the snakes holding Hinata in place disappeared and she saw Anko San starting to walk away, she sighed. Not in relief, but a bit in disappointment, not that she would argue about it. She would just have to wait for the next day. She spent most of the rest of the day off in the woods training by herself so that she could be much stronger when Naruto got back from training with Ero Sennin. The next day came by fast as this time Anko had planned out today's training. Anko softly waited for her as she ate a pink dango today. Anko wondered if she'd be late once again which would of course annoy her to no ends. This time she laid upside down on the same spot she sat last time. The next day, now that Hinata knew just who it was that was going to be training her, and that she obviously wouldn't put up with tardiness, she woke up a bit earlier than she usually did so that she could have a quick breakfast while she made her father's and cousin's tea for a little later on and quickly took off for the training grounds, trying to make it about ten minutes early, lest she have a repeat of the day before. Anko blinked as Hinata was early this time. She finished off her treat as she fell off where she was and flipped over onto her feet. "That is much better." Anko smiled as she looked at her. "Ok, today I want to work on your little 360 version. I want you to be able to use it to a great advantage. Cause it is flawed. There are two flaws. It doesn't encompass everwhere and it isn't a perfect three sixty vision. If you were against an earth Ninjutsu fighter you'd have serious troubles. So, as for today's training you'll have to fight...from every direction." Anko grinned as she looked at her. "You'll have to go through a course I have set up just for you through the forest behind me. You have to use your Byakugan to navigate to the goal. Though it isn't just to test your ability to avoid traps either but, how to get hit with minimum damage to your self cause you won't always able to dodge an attack.""Well, I'll meet you at the end..." With that Anko disappeared from sight as she would wait at the other end of the forest. When Hinata heard what she was going to have to do that day, she was feeling some mixed feelings. She was glad that she was going to really get to do some intense training that day, but knew that she would likely be incredibly exhausted by the end of it. She was glad that she had thought to have breakfast that morning, but was also afraid that at some point, because of how intense it all sounded, she was afraid that she might end up throwing it up. She just managed to say "Y Yes Anko Sensei" as she bowed before she saw her take off.Hinata then activated her byakugan and tentatively stepped into the forest to see what horrors were in store for her.

['Hinata', 'Tsunade', 'Neji', 'Sama', 'Anko', 'Kun', 'Naruto', 'Kurenai', 'San', 'Sensei']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11796/

Hakufu vs Ryoumou - Round 2 ( MrPenguin & Chiechan )

On the outside of the school grounds, just outside the school gates, but not so conspicuous as to draw attention to herself, Ryoumou awaited the arrival of her competitor, her rival. She had beaten her once, but this time Ryoumou was ready to fight again...and she would not fall due to the same tricks...this time she would come out victorious..and she would savour the prize greatly. Hakufu came into the school grounds having an icecream cone in her mouth. It was no surprise since of her carefree attitude. Though she wanted the rematch just as much as Ryomou. After all she didn't even remember being her. Hakufu slowly came to view of Ryomou. Smiling she simply waved at her, "Hiiiii!" She said cheerfully.Hakufu wore her simple white shirt with red shorts. Her hands had gloves on them as she finished off the icecream cone. "Mmmm, that was good. Wait...." Hakufu cling her head. "Ahhhh! Brain freeze!" She yelled out as she fell over. "Uhhhh." Was all that came from her mouth as she looked dazed. The Comical moment was gone as she jumped up. "I am good...heh...." Hakufu rubbed her head. Ryoumou gyeahed and shook her head. "What is wrong with you?!?" She says "Are you here to fight or take someone on a date...geez." She got into a pose...anything before we start?"She tried to calm her mind...Hakufu was weird, but she was good and she was powerful...She had to be careful this time..and not get knocked down by her trick attacks. Hakufu looked at her rubbing her head, "Date? That would be silly!" Hakufu giggled as she got into a fighting pose too. Though this fight would only be harder for Ryomou. It would seem that Hakufu had an inept ability to learning someone's fighting style only by the first time they fight. Hakufu grinned wildly as she was going to enjoy this. Ryoumou smiled "Let's get this started Baby..." and she jumped through the air, aiming her flying jump kick at the girl's head. She had two plans:a if she dodged, Ryoumou would land and immediately do a swinging spin kick to knock the girl off her feet.orb If she blocked, she would flip over her and try for an upside down front kick to the back of her head before landing. Hakufu didn't do either of what she was planning. Inside she sidestepped and grabbed her leg. "I am not a baby!!!" With that she used the momentum of the kick and spined Ryomou around and flung her. Of course it made herself lose balance as she fell on her butt but, she got back up ready for any attacks she'd try next. Ryoumou barely landed on her feet..barely. Christ..this babe was good...She needed to catch the girl off guard. Suddenly an idea hit her mind....she knew how to get a girl like Hakufu distracted. She charged up towards the girl...and as soon as she got close to her she said softly. "I love you...Hafuku chan..."OOC: Worth a try. Hakufu saw her coming as she kept her guard up. Though when she said softly she loved her she blinked, "Wait you love me??" Hakufu said as she thought she meant that in the friendly way. "You want to be my new friend?!" Hakufu said with great enthusiasm as she then gave Ryomou and massive hug that basically left her unable to fight with her arms. Ryoumou gakk'ed loudly as she was bear hugged by the girl. She thought to herself as her wind was hugged out of her. She then thought, as the hug got tighter and the girl giggled more.. She moved the only upper part of her body she could, her head, and leaned down to plant a long slow wet French kiss on the cute girl's lips. she made sure it was very hot and deep...looking into Hakufu's eyes to see her reaction. Hakufu blinked for a bit as she was given the sensual kiss. Hakufu let go of her grip instantly. "Why...why did you do that?!" Hakufu with a voice of confusion. "Is that what you do to friends now adays....Interesting." Hakufu says thinking it of still something innocent. She did have a maturity of a 6 year old and the intelligence of one too. Ryoumou sighed exasperatedly. "Are you THAT dense? How can you have such a hot body and not understand....Let me go...and I'll show you what I mean...ok?" She was surprised that she may even find out Hakufu was a virgin...that would surprise her much more though she doubted she had a hymen intact, few female fighters had them. Hakufu let go as she asked as she just stood there confused, "I am not dense! I just don't know what your talking about...." Hakufu says looking away a bit flustered she called her dense. Ryoumou slowly embraced the girl again and began to french kiss her again, but this time let her hands roam, one to the front and one to the back. One hand moved to softly and gently move up the girl's skirt and rub her pantied bottom softly and gently...while the other slipped to her breasts and cupped and massaged them softly... She looked into Hakufu's eyes, hoping for some trace of arousal. Hakufu blushed as Ryomou played around with her body. Though Hakufu found this oddly pleasant. Hakufu look at Ryomou and then began kissing her. Of course she forgot that they were in the middle of school grounds so probably alot of people were watching. Hakufu Mimic what Ryomou was doing as she rubbed her ass and breasts. Ryoumou kept this up for a little while and then stopped. "Well..I'd love to continue this more..." She smiled..her panties dripping with arousal. "However..I'd prefer some privacy. So...your place or mine, darling?" She smiled and gave her another kiss. Hakufu blushed as she too felt herself a tad wet from the experiance."Oh my mom wouldn't like this so your place." Hakufu said with a smile and clinged onto Ryomou's arm. "Lets go!" Hakufu said in a childish manner. Ryoumou nodded and led her to her very small apartment. "Sounds fine to me. So tell me..you ever..gone all the way with someone?" Hakufu blinked her eyes a bit, "All the way...You mean fighting?" Hakufu said with a smile. "Cause I don't that alot. Got real into the fight and stuff. Oh, they're so much fun!" Hakufu says in her normal idiotic way. "I didn't quite mean THAT way...but well...you'll find out. So...you want to have a shower?" She smiled and waited to see what the buxom beauty would say. "A shower? Odd thing to ask....But, this is my only pair of clothes..." Hakufu told Ryomou. "Do you have any clothes I could use?" She says blinking idly. "I'm sure I do..." Ryoumou smiles. "But for now..let's get cleaned up..and then you can get your clothes..." She shows her to the bath area..and begins to undress herself.OOC: Well..nothing odd yet...since it would be a big bath area... Hakufu smiles and nods. Though she didn't know that Ryomou would be taking a bath as well. Though Hakufu didn't think much of it as she takes off her clothes as well. This revealed her amazing bust in which her nipples started to harden from the shift of heat. Then Hakufu went into the water to clean herself. Ryoumou smiled and got in the tub behind her..and without warning, put her around her..."Hmmm...so warm and cuddly...I guess I'll have to keep you as my very own snuggle bear..Hmm?" Hakufu once again was utterly confused at what Ryomou was doing. She smiled at Ryomou and decided to rest her head against her shoulder innocently as Ryomou was comfortable. "Ryomou feels nice." She says with a smile as she closes her eyes. Ryoumou smiled softly and agreed. "Yes...and you feel very nice too my dear." She then thought to herself. She then slowly turned the girl's head a bit..and gave her a long slow..wet kiss... holding her closer as one hand moved down to cup her breasts. Hakufu blushed a bit as she felt Ryomou's lips onto her's. Though it only deepened to a crimson red when she felt Ryomou playing with her breasts. "Ngh." Is all that came from her mouth as Hakufu kept kissing back. "Mmmm, nice." Ryoumou hmmmed more into the kiss, Hakufu's lovely large breasts were gorgeous and soft and smooth. It was a crime against nature that they weren't being made love to every night. Now that would change...Ryoumou pulled back and began to hold a breast in her hand softly to her lips. "Hakufu...I claim you as my wife.." and she began to softly suckled on the breast, her other hand moving downwards to rub her lover's honey slit, making sure she couldn't say no. Hakufu moaned as she began to suck her breast and then rubbing her slit. "Ngh, that feels good Ryomou..." Hakufu managed to get out before another set of moans escaped. Her pelvis started to thrust towards the fingers. Not to mention her hand then pushed on the back of Ryomou's head. Then she started to play with Ryomou's breast as well. Ryoumou was completely into the act now...She continued to suckle hotly and needfully at the breasts, her finger soon sliding inside of her lover her...and moaning loudly as her own breasts were given some much needed attention. Yes..Ryoumou couldn't imagine herself in the arms of anyone else..or Hakufu. She licked and suckled harder..looking up to see Hakufu's face. Bump? at rubbing her breasts. She also would rack her nails down Ryoumou's back every now and then. Ryoumou kept her actions up more and more, slowly making love to her darling's breasts and vagina...and yet, not yet breaking the hymen... She softly cupped her cheeks eventually. "Hakufu....I want to make love to you fully....may we go to the bedroom?" She asks boldly and yet softly. Her heart wanted to ask something else..but would wait until the time was right. OOC: Still interested dear? Hakufu looked at her for a moment as she asked her. Blushing a bit at the question she smiled and nodded her head, "Ok." With that she kissed Ryoumou's lips and then slowly got out of the tub. She pulled down a towel and began to dry off her wet body. Hakufu smiled and looked down at her lover. Ryoumou got up and took the towel from the beautiful girl. "Allow me..." She gently dabbed the girl dry...being soft and gentle with the girl so she saw how much Ryoumou wanted her. She then dried herself off quickly..and winked. "Well..lead on...my Little buttercup." She kissed her cheek and waited to be shown the way. OOC: Still Interesting in this dear?

['Hakufu', 'Ryoumou']

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Future of the Clan (dhaze85 x 1hinata28)

Hiashi had been thinking of this for weeks now....the Hyuuga clan in its current state had no suitable heir. Hinata was too weak, Hanabi was too wild, growing more rebellious with every passing day, and Neji....Neji was a member of the branch family....there was no way he could take over the clan when Hiashi stepped down. And so he had been left with only one choice....he needed a son to take over from him, but the son needed to be strong, needed to be a pure Hyuuga, someone who would embody everything the Hyuuga clan stood for. And such a child could only come from the union of two Hyuuga of strong blood, which again had left Hiashi with only one choice. The only one suitable to be the mother of his child would be one of his own daughters, someone of his own strong blood. Hanabi was still too young, but Hinata had recently turned 15, entering the prime of her life. Plenty of time to birth a child then move on with her own life, leaving the child in Hiashi's care. Of course he knew there was no guarantee that Hinata would give him a son the first time, and so he may need to sire multiple children with her until he got what he wanted, but so be it. He was prepared for that eventuality.And so those plans brought him to tonight. Neji was away on a mission, Hanabi was staying with friends, as usual, and so Hiashi had summoned Hinata to his private quarters in the Hyuuga estate. She had no idea what he had in store for her, but he would at least inform her of what was going to happen. Though informing her wasn't the same as giving her a choice. This was going to happen whether she wanted it to or not. It was for the good of the clan, and the sake of the clan took priority over everything, even the fact that they were father and daughter. Hiashi had prepared some tea, and was sat waiting in his private sitting room, waiting for Hinata to come as he had ordered. He knew she would come...and once she entered the doors would be sealed behind her. There was to be no escape until Hiashi decided as such. Hinata had no idea why her father summoned her to his private quarters. It was late at night and she was in her night gown and a simple fuzzy robe covering that. She had been awoken by another member of the Hyuuga family. Of course she had no idea why she was being summoned there. She did not know of her fathers plans to form a child with her. Truth was if she were to get pregnant by her own father she would most likely not move on nor would she want to leave the child in his care. ??Father? ? She said knocking on his door before yawning softly. ??Um ? I am coming in. ? She said quietly then she slowly opened the door and walked into her father ??s room. Eventually she made her way over to him and stared at him quietly. ??Why have you ? s summoned me here ? . In the middle of the night ? could it have waited until morning ? ? She yawned quietly. Hiashi looked up as Hinata entered the room, motioning for her to sit down opposite him, the small table between them with the teapot and two cups. Once Hinata was inside, someone out in the hall closed the door, discreetly following Hiashi's orders to seal the door. Nobody knew what Hiashi was planning....if they did they might've tried to stop him. Though none of them would have been succesful in that...none of them would've survived defying Hiashi like that."Sit down Hinata" Hiashi poured her a cup of tea, then poured one for himself. There were to be no drugs, no aphrodisiacs, nothing. He was going to make this a completely natural conception. "Things are not going well in the Hyuuga clan, and as you are aware I do not consider either you or Hanabi to be suitable heirs to the clan. And so, I have decided that I require a new heir to take over from me when I step down, and as your mother is no longer alive, I require a new mother for that child" He calmly sipped on his tea, then set the cup down to look at her. "And so, as the only suitable person of age, you are to be the mother of this new heir. This is not open for debate" Hinata slowly took the seat her father motioned for her to take. She looked at him skepticly as he poured her some tea, normally she was told to do it. After all she was a women. "Thank you..." She muttered once the tea was poured. SLowly takjing the warm drink into her hands she took a small sip. She was rather tired so she was only paying half attention. When her father mentioned neither her nor her sister were sutable heirs she nodded but felt a little hurt. She had been trying for many years to get his appruval but it was all in vain. He would never accept her.When mentioned he needed an new heir and a mother to the heir and just who that mother would be she gasped and started to shake as she stared wide eyed at her father. She suddenly dropped the cup of tea to the floor. It broke and hot tea spilled on her lap. She brushed her lap with shakey hands, obviously this did not make her happy."B But... y your my....f father.... and... I... I am only fifteen..." Hiashi could see Hinata was slightly hurt by the announcement she wasn't a suitable heir....still....she must've known this was coming. And besides, she would have a chance to make up for it soon enough, though when Hinata gasped and seemed to panic, Hiashi didn't even flinch, he just took another sip of his tea before setting the cup down calmly. "I may be your father, but before that I am the head of the Hyuuga clan, and I must make whatever sacrifices are necessary in order to ensure that the clan has a strong future, and to do that it must have strong leadership"He gave her a stern, cold stare, showing her he was deadly serious. "Your age is slightly younger than is ideal, but it will have to suffice. Hanabi is far too young, and any other Hyuuga women are either too old or their blood is too weak. You on the other hand have my blood, and so will produce strong children. This is not a discussion Hinata, this is an order. Not as your father, but as the head of your clan" "I." Hinata paused and then completly turned around no longer facing him, then said in a blunt tone. "I do not care if your head of the clan. I do not care if the clan comes first. You have never put me, or Hanabi before the clan. Never. We are not important to you we are mear pawns you had our mother birth just so you could have an heir. But oh she must have dissapointed you when she died in labor with Hanabi!" She said shaking out of angerr. While she was shy and kind when she got angry she really got angry and then afterword she would feel very guilty about the things she said, though she had a feeling none of this would effect him."I am going to clean up." She stood stomping off into the bathroom that was connected to Hiashi's room. She then rubbed the tea off with a damp cloth and touching her red skin were it hit her. She hated it, she had not been burned but it was a bit sore. She came back out and sat down turning her head, though she was not really angry anymore. Though she said one last thing. "The moment you touch me is when no other man can touch me. I wil birth the child then I will go and kill myself, all for the better ment of the clan, no one will know I was the one who had the c hild and all will be good." She closed her eyes a deep pink blush covering her face. She knew she was introuble for all she had just said. As Hinata went to the bathroom after her little speech, Hiashi just poured himself some more tea, taking another sip. In all honesty she'd taken it better than he thought she would. He thought she might've fought against him, tried to argue more, tried to fight him or escape. But she just spoke and then went to the bathroom.....just proving his point that she was too weak to lead the clan. Any worthy heir would've just taken the oppertunity to try and prove their worth. Still....it just made Hiashi all the more sure that what he was doing was right. He had felt a little pain inside when Hinata mentioned their mother....he had been devestated by her death....and that was when he had sworn to make the clan strong....to honour her. He was sure she would agree he was doing the right thing....he was certain of it.When she came back though, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her statement, slamming his teacup down almost angrily. "You will do no such thing. I have raised 2 motherless children already. I will not do so again" He gave her a stern look, one that wasn't to be defied. "You will be mother to this child until it becomes old enough to train, then you will move on with your life as if nothing happened. There is no need to for this to destroy your life, and there is no need for anyone outside the clan to know of the childs lineage" He slowly stood up, walking around the table and placing a gentle, almost loving, hand on her shoulder. "You are my daughter Hinata....this is as hard for me as it is for you.....but you must realise that neither you or Hanabi are cut out to lead the clan in the world as it is. You must be proud of being able to do your part" He squeezed her shoulder gently, though less like a father and more like a lover than before. "I will not let you die my daughter.....I still love you and your sister.....but I must also do what is best for our entire clan....for our entire family" She did not care if it pained him to hear od her mother. She missed her mother more then anything. Before her mothers death she had a much diffrent personality. She was daddy's little girl before her mothers death, after her death she shut down and became a shut it. Locked herself in her bed room for long while. The one who got her out was Neji's father. This was only a few weeks before the attempted kidnapping and his death."I will do what ever I want father I am not so weak as I can not make my own decsions." She lifted her gaze. "I am not worthy to lead the clan, this I am sure. My personality is more of a kind one then one that could do such things as you have done." She glared. When he placed a hand on her shoulder she pushed it off forceably and stepped away from him. She did not like him touching her at the moment. She knew she could not escape or prove anything to her father, so she did not try."WHAT DO YOU MEAN! MOVE ON WITH MY LIFE!" She said angrilly. "The moment I have a child... the moment you make me pregnant is the moment my life is over! This WILL ruin my life! People will wonder were the child came from and why it has such a pure blood line to take over the clan? What will you tell people? He is just some child?" She said softly. Hinata did love her father and did want a child just not with him. She did not want people to know. If she spent time with her child until it reached training age then.... she would never want to let him go and her life indeed would be devoted to her child. She was just that type of person. Hiashi frowned at Hinata's reaction, watching her carefully as she started to get angry once more. He couldn't say he blamed her, he was asking, no....he was demanding a lot of her. But it was necessary, and whether she understood or not this had to happen, though it would make it easier on them both if she could understand. Still, it looked like that could be futile....so instead he advanced on her, suddenly grabbing her by both arms forcefully, leaning in closer. "I will tell the clan what I need to tell them. They have no need to know of the childs lineage. As far as they are concerned, I will have hired a consort for the purposes of bearing a child, perhaps more until I get a son, and then I dismissed her. You on the other hand, will simply be the adoring older sister filling in for the position of an absent mother. Do you not think I haven't thought this through Hinata? I wanted to make sure you could go on with your life afterwards, otherwise I would not have asked this of you. Not until I was sure"He frowned, moving closer, pinning Hinata against a wall as he leaned in a little closer to her. "This will not ruin or end your life, it will enrich it! You will have the honour of birthing the heir of the Hyuuga clan, you will be responsible for making us strong again! The clan will not know you are the childs mother, but you will act like it in the role of an older sister! You will be praised as a hero of the Hyuuga clan. Everyone in the village will be proud of you, especially me" He was trying to appeal to her, but if this didn't work....well....he'd just have to convince her afterwards. When he suddenly grabbed her by the arms and pushed her against the wall she was no longer angry. Well she was more so but... she was also scared and sad. She spoke after he finally finished. "Father.... if I am going to have a child I prefer to be known as its mother! It is my child I will not let that child beilive it was just the child of some other women you hired! I do not want the clan to be proud of me! I will not be happy with you being proud of me just because you raped me forcing me to become pregnant and baring you a son which you so whole heartedly want."Tears began to fall from her eyes as he held her foreably against the wall. Her other side her weaker side was coming out. "Y Your my father! You should be proud of me just for being your daughter! Not because I have a child and act like a big sister instead of a mother! You think I can move on with my life after I know you touched me. I had your child? If I do not die I will just stick around the coumpound and never leave again!" She said then tried to pull away from his grasp. She actually almost got free at first, but then her tears got the best of her and she broke down. "If you staying in the compound is what will keep you alive then that's what you will do! I will not lose anyone else.....I wont let you die....I wont let you die like I did her....." Hiashi was clearly referring to their mother now....he'd never spoken about her before....but now....it was almost like he blamed himself. He couldn't have done anything to help her, he couldn't have saved her from complications in childbirth, yet he blamed himself for her death all the same. And Hinata....Hinata was near identical to how her mother had been at her age....and looking at Hinata just brought back all of Hiashi's feelings he'd had for his wife. Perhaps that was another reason he wanted this....he wanted to be with his wife again so badly he would be with Hinata as it was the closest thing."Don't fight this Hinata....embrace it..." His hands were slowly starting to move from her arms, or at least one was, a hand slowly moving to start stroking her stomach. "Embrace me....bear my children and love them, become the saviour of the Hyuuga clan. For me, for yourself, for your sister....for your children" "What happens if I die like her! What id I die durring child birth? It is a common occurance in the Hyuuga family! Neji's mother died durring his birth. Your grandmother died durring it. I did research father! I wanted to see if it ran in the family! And it does!" She said. She was afraid of that as well. More then anything she did not want to due while having a child. She of course wanted children but feared death.when he removed one hand from her wrist and stroked her stomach more tears fell, then she suddenly kicked him and broke her other arm free before going to the other side of the room breathing heavilly. She was not trying to escape he was just scaring her. Just plain and simple fear. Hinata looked at her father placing her hands in front of her chest. "F Fine. But.... only o one... I... I am not going to have myself become pregnant again if this child is not male unless I somehow change my mind about it." She whispered. "Also you will not I repeat will not if I... have twin... put the curse mark on one." She glared. "PROMISE!" She said glaring deeper. Then her glare vanished and more tears fell before she removed them from her face. A deep blush on it. "Might as well get started." She muttered. She waited for him to do what was needed. She of course did not know. It was true that death during childbirth was a common occurance....but Hiashi was determined that wouldn't happen again this time. Not to his daughter....not to the mother of his new children....it would never ever happen again. Still....he watched as she pulled away, listening carefully as she spoke, before nodding slightly. "Very well, you have my word I will not place the curse mark onto any child which you give birth to, be it from me or anyone else you chose to be with in future. Will that suffice?" If nothing else, Hiashi could at least be trusted as a man of his word. If he had made such a serious promise, then it wasn't made lightly, and he could be trusted to keep it.Still, she caught him off guard when she said they might aswell get started, but he smiled and walked over towards her, reaching out and gently placing his hands on her shoulders. "Just relax....don't fight it....let yourself enjoy this Hinata..." He was starting to slowly slide her robes from her body. "I'll make sure it feels good for you...." No matter how much Hiashi wanted to prevent another women from dying durring child birth it was impossiable. He did not know how to prevent it or even know what happened durring it. She nodded. "If you do not keep to that promise I have the right to kill you." She stated seriously. She would not let anyone hurt her child no matter how much they tried she would protect them with her life. SHe would also die for them... but would not think of that.When he slowly walked over and began to remove her robe she reverted to how she always was. Shy. Quiet and fearful. "Even if I do fight it.... it will just make it worse.... though I am not sure how worse it could be." She muttered closing her eyes as her robe gentlyfell to the floor, leaving her in only her night gown. Underneath that was only a pair of panties. She did nto wear a bra to bed. Hiashi shivered and took a slow, deep breath as the robe fell away, the thin material of the gown clinging to Hinata's body. He had no idea she was so developed....oh god he was starting to get so excited about this...he was going to enjoy it so much....he even hoped she wouldn't fall pregnant immediately....he wanted every excuse to do this over and over with her in an effort to knock her up."Don't think of this as a bad thing Hinata....think of this as a father expressing his love for his daughter in the most intimate way possible...." He was starting to gently slide the gown down her shoulders now, careful to take his time, his fingers brushing against her skin, teasing them both, trying to make them both excited. Hinata did not say anything when her father stared at her when the robe was removed. She felt so.... so.... weak. So weak she was allowing her father to do these things, but she knew she could not push her father away. "N Not P possiable..." She muttered when he spoke to her it was hard for her to think of anything but the truth. At the moment she hoped this was a one night stand, she got pregnant and that was the end of it. Then again he may just keep doing it every night or every other night until it was confirmed or not.The brushing of his fingers against her skin made her shiver a little. His touch was slightly cold and his room was as well. Though she also shivered a bit because he was touching her places only doctors had, not even her friends. Well the skin under her clothes she rarely let people see let alone touch. No surprise. When the night gown fell down revealing her breasts she covered them slightly embaressed a deep blush on her face. He could feel how tense she was, how nervous she was, though he'd soon do something about that. By the end of the night he would have her screaming for him, begging him for more, begging him not to stop.....at least that was his hope and intention....though Hinata's resistance could take a lot of time to finally break down. "Just let me guide you Hinata.....trust in me and follow your instincts..." He finally slid the robe from her shoulders, exposing her naked body to him. He couldn't help but gasp slightly.....she really was far bigger than he'd though....and yet despite the size of her chest it seemed to practically defy gravity."You have become a beautiful woman Hinata...." Hiashi leaned down once again, this time brushing his lips against hers, though more to gauge her reaction than initiate a full kiss quite yet, whilst at the same time his hands were slowly moving to hers, gently pulling her arms away from covering her breasts. Nothing was to be off limits to him.....he would have her completely and utterly..... The girl did not know how to trust her father at the moment. Okay she understood he needed an heir for the family. did not understand why it would be here and why she was chossen to become the mother but for now she accepted that much. Though he seemed to just want her for sex nothing else. She nodded a little to what he said. "F Fine." She said quietly. "I will try." She said just as quietly. All Hinata now wore was a simple pair of panties and that was it. She looked away when he said she was a beautiful women. She did not respond or doing anything but blush.She gasped slightly when he moved his lips near her and brushed them against hers. She had not expected that. She turned her head slightly unsure about what to do. Then felt her arms being moved off her chest. She really did not want her father to see them.... but again what choice did she have. Hinata looked back at him again and just waited for him to do what he wanted with her. Once her arms were away, Hiashi pulled back slightly just to take a moment to admire her breasts in all their glory, before his hands came up underneath, cupping them gently, kneading the soft, yet firm flesh in his hands, squeezing slightly before moving his thumbs up and across her nipples gently, rubbing at them as he leaned in to once more press his lips against hers more firmly than last time, now rubbing his tongue across her lips gently whilst he continued to massage her breasts, a little more firmly now. At the same time, Hiashi's robes were starting to move in the area between his legs, a bulge steadily growing in size, the man groaning slightly as he felt his clothing becoming tighter. He hadn't been this excited in a long long time.....and he was going to savour it, every last second of it. Hinata leaned against the wall when her father stepped back and looked at her. His gaze staring at her chest. She closed her eyes and her hands remained next to her body as she waited for him. She felt his cold hands grasp her breasts then start rubbing them firmly. Her hands were clenched into tight fists risiting the urge to push him away. Though she had to admit she did not hate the feeling. It was rather... nice... even though it was her father. Then his lips pressed against her, this being her first kiss she was unsure of what to do next. Though slowly she kissed back, only a bit. Feeling his lip against her bottom lip she slowly opened them letting him do what he wanted. She had a feeling that is what she was to do. Her hands went onto his shoulders gently. When he felt Hinata kissing back, her hands moving to his shoulders, Hiashi couldn't help but smile a little, before moving his tongue slowly into her mouth, rubbing his tongue against hers, savouring her taste. He shrugged his shoulders slightly to start and loosen his robes, hoping she'd get the idea to start removing them. If she could get some momentum going, this would be easier for her, especially if she started to take some initiative, to do things without being pushed into them. His hands were still massaging at her large breasts, though after a few moments, Hiashi broke the kiss, slowly starting to kiss down at his daughters neck, nibbling gently on the skin then sucking on it, before moving just a little lower, his lips ever so slowly moving down towards her chest. Hinata had placed her hands onto his shoulder to keep her body up straight she was shaking a bit and her legs would not keep her up to long. They shook out of nerves and also because she liked it a bit. When his tongue moved into her mouth and onto her she blushed deeply keeping her eyes closed. Her tongue remained raither still. She felt his shrug his shoulders and what he wanted did not connect right away then as he started to kiss down her neck and closer to her chest she figured it out and slowly started to slip his robe off his shoulders. Hinata really did what he wanted. She did not know much about this type of things so it was hard for her, She wanted to pull away when she seen his lips move closer to her chest. "Um... can we... move me away from the wall...so... well I am not standing...?" She muttered not wanting to be standing much longer. "Mmm....very well..." Hiashi pulled his mouth away at the base of her neck, slowly starting to lead Hinata across the room, sliding open one of the doors and taking her into his private bedroom, a place Hinata would never have been before. The bed was large and luxurious, and along the walls were a few pictures of various members of the family, including Hinata and Hanabi, though there seemed to also be a few pictures missing in places, and none of the pictures were of Hinata's mother. It seemed that Hiashi had taken them down, at least for this evening. Perhaps to make him feel better, or perhaps to make Hinata feel better.....either way at least her mother wouldn't be 'watching' what was about to happen. Hiashi led her over to the bed, gently laying Hinata down, whilst at the same time shrugging his robes away, leaving him in only his underwear, which was now clearly bulging from an obviously rather larger than average erection. Hinata slowly followed her father to his room. She looked around, diffrent. He had a diffrent room before her mother died. Since she used to come and sleep with her parents when she was a small child. Avarage reasons. Nightmares or she simply wanted attention. She looked around the pictures noticing ones of her mother were not there. She wondered if her father removed them or put them away recently or just after she died tried to forget her. Hinata allowed her father to lay her onto his bed. She squirmed a little getting comfy before blushing when he removed his robe the rest of the way. He was well built... that was to be expected. She was blushing at the large bludge in his pants. Hiashi couldn't help but smile when he saw Hinata staring at the bulge in his underwear....he was tempted to rip it off and ravish her right there and then....oh so very tempted....but no....he had to keep the foreplay going a little while longer....he had to ease his daughter into this gradually so she wouldn't resent him so much later on. "Mmmm...." Hiashi moved to start crawling over her on the bed, this time bringing his mouth down over one of her nipples, sucking on it for a few moments, before flicking at it with his tongue, whilst his hands were steadily resuming their work on her other breast, squeezing it firmly and gently tugging at the nipple, determined to begin getting sounds of pleasure from the girl beneath him. The girl could not help but stare at first she did not understand completly but she did know what he ment in the long run. Her father was aroused and did want her. He prevented herself from sighing a little. She knew very little about this type of thing. Her father had never tuaght her and she did not learn it in school. What she did know was from what others said outside of the coumpound. What her friends said. It obvious Hinata was more nervous now then before as her anger quieted down a bit, though it was close to impossiable for her not to resent Hiashi later, after this, after what he was doing... As he crawled over her and placed his lips onto her nipple she gasped rather loudly before closing her lips, her hands in the sheet. She did not make another sound just yet. Though her panties were getting slightly wet. As Hinata felt his other hand start rubbing her other breast and nipple a small moan escaped her presious lips. Her blush darkened and she closed her lips. Hiashi smirked as he finally heard her let out a soft moan of pleasure, his mouth slowly moving across to her other nipple, giving it the same treatment as the first, one of his hands slowly starting to trail down across the skin of stomach now. He knew that she didn't really know the ins and outs of sex yet....but he was determined that by the end of the night she would be an expert. He was going to teach her everything....every act....every position in his efforts to ensure he impregnated her with his child. As he released her nipple from his mouth, his hand finally reached the top of her panties, the fingers slowly starting to slide under the material and across to her pussy, his fingertips gliding across the moist lips gently, being careful not to press too hard just yet. He wanted to watch and hear her writhe in pleasure, watch as her defences broke down and she gave in to the sensations he was giving her. She glared at him when he smirked at her and continued doing what he was doing. She knew she could not fight him... but should she just give in.... she did not like the part of her that just gave into what people wanted of her and what people did to her. He was right she knew little about sex, nor had she been with another man before this night. When she felt his hand go underneath her panties and start to rub across her pussy lips she gasped but squirmed a bit liking what he was doing at the same time not wanting him to touch her down there. The girl tried to pull away knowing it was useless. She stopped after a moment and turned her head to the side and closed her eyes. Hiashi felt her trying to move away, but his hand just followed, pressing against her lips a little harder when she tried to escape him, but when she stopped he couldn't help smiling slightly. He was wearing down her resistance bit by bit....now all he had to do was get her enjoying this, before finally she would be pleading him for it. Oh yes...that was his plan. Getting her pregnant, getting himself an heir to the clan....that was only a part of what he wanted. In truth he hadn't been with any woman since Hanabi had been conceived with the girls mother. He'd gone all these years without female companionship, and he was tired of it. "Just relax my daughter....relax and enjoy it..." Slowly, Hiashi started to insert a single finger into her pussy, his other hand continuing to work on her large, sensitive breasts. Hinata knew she had no chance of escape it was just a slight plea to leave but she knew there was indeed know point. She could not go against her father, the head of the family. She had no choice. She HAD to sleep with him and have his child, though she would not be completly obedent. She would raise the child as it's mother not as its older sister! It was her child her blood, her little boy or girl. She would not give up that right. It was up to her father if the child knew the truth but... for her she was going to be called mom. She allowed her father to kiss her then when he broke it to speak to her she nodded a little. Though it was hard for her to relax in this situation. Then as she felt his finger being pushed inside of her she crushed her eyelides shut and kept them that way her theeth in her lip. Hinata whimpered a little but died down, it was not too bad, but she was indeed tight, very tight even for a virgin she was tight. Hiashi was surprised at how tight Hinata really was....even for a virgin this was tight....he would certainly need to get her wet before he tried to get himself inside of her. His size made it tight on most women, with Hinata it'd be like splitting her in two. "That's it.....just relax....let me do all the work..." He continued to gently finger at her pussy, wiggling his finger around inside of her, then slowly withdrawing it nearly all the way, then thrusting it back inside of her slowly, gently, his thumb rubbing up against her clitoris, whilst his other hand continued to massage her breasts, Hiashi's hard cock beginning to rub against Hinata's leg through his underwear. Hinata closed her eyes and kept them closed not wanting to keep them open to see her father doing this to her. Also she kept them closed so he could not see any pain in her eyes which she was sure shown in them. Though it did not hurt so bad at the moment it was not that plesant either. She spoke slowly and carefully. "F Father...." She opened her eyes slowly. She was more scared then anything at the moment. "M Make sure...y your...g gentle..." Hinata knew her father and he always told her to just suck it up when it came to pain. Like when she was injured durring the chunine exams. After she was better and still in pain. Hinata clenched her fingers into the sheets trying to keep relaxed. Though as he moved his finger in and out of her she was becoming wetter. "I'll make sure to be gentle, I promise..." Hiashi kept grinding himself against her, his erection rubbing against her leg through his boxer shorts, the pre cum soaking through the material and starting to leave a sticky trail on her leg. His hand was continuing to gently massage at her pussy, his finger slowly withdrawing from her for a moment, stroking at her clit for a few moments, before the finger slide back inside, though this time it was followed by a second finger to stretch her out just a little bit wider, both fingers wiggling around a little inside of her, pushing a little deeper inside of her. "Mmmm....you're so wet Hinata.....you're almost ready...." He bit down gently on her nipple, then leaned up a little more, licking up her neck. "Tell me.....does it feel good? Does this make you feel good?" Hinata nodded a bit when he said he would be gentle. She also knew her father to be a man of his word and he would keep his promise. The girl closed her eyes again nibbling on her lip every now and again. Every so often a little moan would leave her lips but not loud enough to hear. When he pushed in a second finger she gasped and squirmed but relaxed soon after. She could feel him grinding himself against her leg and she wondered just how big her father was... She blushed deeply when her father spoke to her about bher becoming wetter and asking if it felt good. She opened her mouth a bit and spoke before closing it again. "A little.... I guess..." Her mouth closed. Hiashi just smirked at her response...she was still resisting him....fine...let her carry on for the time being. He'd change that soon enough. "You know Hinata.....it's not fair you get to be the only one to feel good....why don't you get me ready too...?" He licked his lips, then suddenly pulled his fingers out of her, crawling up ontop of her and starting to rotate his body around, bringing his head between her legs, whilst his cock, still tightly constrained in her boxes, was pointing down at her face. "Take off my underwear and make me feel good too....if you do it right then it'll make it easier to go inside you...." He was hoping she'd get the idea to use her mouth on him, get him nicely lubricated to make the insertion into her easier. Hinata blushed a little. She was not trying to resist him just... she was not the type to say things out loud or admit how she felt. Not much she could do about her personality which had shaped its self over many years of being treated like a worthless person. "Um...o okay..." She said feeling him remove his fingers from inside of her before turning around she turned her head a little when his boxer clad cock was over her face. She put a finger at her lips and slowly nodded. "F Fine..." She nodded a little then slowly pulled his boxers down and looked at his cock before turning her head away again. "I... I do not think... I am good at this but... like this..?" She asked slowly licking at his cock her eyes closed. She then sucked a little not positive. As Hiashi's cock sprang free, Hiashi groaned loudly, the large organ practically throbbing above Hinata, a little pre cum dripping onto her cheek. It was clearly much larger than average, and in a normal woman it would be a squeeze. In her it was certainly going to hurt a little no matter how gentle he went. Still, the pain would pass soon. "Nnngh....yes....that's it..." Hiashi groaned and shivered as she licked his cock, though he resisted the urge to thrust his hips as she nervously sucked at the tip. "Keep going....follow your instincts..." He groaned again, then leaned down, starting to run his tongue across his daughters pussy. Hinata could tell the man had a large cock, though she did not know the avarage but my instinct alone she knew this was going to hurt and she was not going to be happy for a bit. She took her mouth off a moment but then continued quietly. She of course did not think she was doing this well but continued since her father told her too. When he ran his tongue across her wet pussy she jumped a little then squirmed a bit that having felt weird. She sighed and continued to work her tongue gently across the tip of his cock and the part that was in her mouth. She only haid the head of his cock and a little more in her mouth. Hiashi was panting against her as he felt Hinata sucking on his cock...she wasn't too good yet....but with practice....he was sure he could make her a master cock sucker. Still, it did feel good...and the fact she was his daughter was only making this better. "Mmm....you taste good Hinata....." He slowly flicked his tongue across her clit, then pushed his tongue into her a little to taste her evne more, his hips twitching, a little more of his cock pushing into her mouth. He was trying to bring her to orgasm at least once before he entered her. The extra juices an orgasm brought would make things easier for them both. The main reason she was not that good was because one. Her self confidence was extremly low. Two this was her first time doing such a thing. There were many other reasons but eventually they could all be despelled. Well for the most part. Her eyes remained closed. She continued to lick and suck his cock a little. She was surprise when he pressed down a bit more into her mouth. It was not enough to make her choke so she was not panicing. She did not seem to dislike the taste of his cock if so she would be a bit more reluctant then she already was. The girl gasped a bit when he licked a bit more at her pussy. Though as he continued she slowly was building up to an orgasm, eventually she did just that and came more of her juices leaving her pussy. She moaned slightly his cock cuasing it to be muffled a bit. Hiashi lapped at her juices as Hinata came on his mouth and face, though his stamina and training allowed him to restrain his own orgasm. He'd fill her mouth soon enough, but right now he needed to make sure his first load in all these years went to the right place. He could feel this first load was going to be huge, and he wanted every last drop inside his daughters fertile pussy. Once Hinata's orgasm finished he lifted himself up off her, leaving her a moment to recover as he moved around again to bring his face to hers, then slowly took hold of her legs, lifting them up and putting her legs over his shoulders, exposing her fully to him and allowing him a better position. "Relax now my daughter....relax and it wont hurt so much...." The tip of Hiashi's cock was rubbing at Hinata's pussy now, rubbing at the outside for a moment, before Hiashi started to slowly push forwards, his thick cock ever so slowly starting to enter his daughters pussy. Hinata's face was flushed from not only her increasing blush but simply because of the events. She was breathing a little harder but slowly that stopped. Hinata watched as he moved himself around placing her legs onto her shoulders before rubbing himself against her pussy as he spoke. She was wet and his cock was slightly wet with her saliva and his pre cum.... but this was still going to hurt and she knew it. She nodded slowly to her father. "A alright...I I will try..." The girl nodded a little then put her hands up onto his shoulders needing something firmer to grab then the sheets. She did not care if he said anything if it hurt she was going to hurt him back a small form of revenge. Not that it would do much. Hinata did try her very best to stay relaxed and she did until she felt him start to push into her. Her virgin pussy squeezed him as he started to enter her. Hinata tensed trying to stay calm. Her eyes clenched shut and her teeth in her lip her nails holding his back, diging in slightly. She tried to to show pain but it was plainly obvious. Hiashi grunted as the head of his cock pushed into her, she was even tighter than he was expecting....and despite all the wetness he'd brought her to she was still too tight for a smooth thrust. He was going to have to partially force himself until she could relax and loosen up a little. Still, he had been ready for this eventuality, and he didn't stop, continuing to slowly push himself into her, forcing through any resistance as his long, thick cock continued to spread her pussy lips, the sounds of his entry echoing all around the room for them both to hear. Hiashi gripped Hinata's thighs tightly, lifting her up slightly and using them to pull her further onto his cock, about halfway in by now. Hinata kept her eyes closed her fingernails steadly digging into his back more and more her eyes closed a bit as well. Well not a bit they were completly closed. The more he pushed the deeper her nails dug. He had pushed through her barrier already though she had not noticed much diffrence just it hurt a lot more. As he continued her nails stayed in his back. Hinata was trying to stay relaxed since she understood it would hurt more if she did not, and she was indeed relaxed but.... she was also nervous so she was not completly relaxed....Hinata winced a bit no longer able to keep the pain quiet. She really hopped the pain would pass. The sensation of Hinata's nails digging into his back sent shivers of pain and pleasure through Hiashi's body...having her cling to him like this felt wonderful, intensifying the sensation of pushing himself into her. "Nnngh....so tight....so hot...." He grunted and thrust forwards again gently, forcing a little more of his cock into her. A few more moments of pushing, and finally their hips met, Hiashi's large cock now entirely inside of his daughter, though her tightness probably made it feel more like she had an arm inside of her than just a large cock. Still, she'd loosen up soon enough. Hiashi panted as he held Hinata tight against him, remaining still for the moment, giving her the oppertunity to get used to having him inside of her. Hinata gasped quietly when she felt her father push further inside of her. The further he went the tighter she held his back and the more her nails dug into him. Her eyes tightly closed. She did not make too many painfull sounds but it was obvious just how painfull it was and indeed he was right it felt like an arm or something much bigger inside of her. After he was completly inside of her she gasoed and opened her eyes slowly. She could tell he was all the way in. A few tears fell from her eyes but that was about it. Her nails had broken the skin on his back as well. "Will.... it stop...hurting eventually?" She asked her father looking into his eyes. Hiashi could feel his back bleeding, but the minor pain was nothing compared to the intense pleasure he was feeling. "Nnngh....yes....it'll stop hurting soon..." He panted, slowly looking up and directly into his daughters eyes. He wanted to take the pain away from her, but he couldn't right now....soon though... "Soon it'll feel really good Hinata, I promise" He waited a few more moments, then ever so slowly started to pull out of her, making sure to move slowly and steadily. Hinata nodded ever so slightly as she heard her fathers words.She knew he would keep his promise so what he said was true that the pain would soon leave her and it would not hurt anymore. She was sliughtly happy hearing that. She would not want to go through this everynight until she was able to to have a child. Until it was a sure thing she was pregnant. After that then... she did not know what her father would do.At the mmoment she was alright with whathe said. She closed her eyes and put her hands back onto his shoulders as she felt him slowly start to pull out of her. She winced a little as he made these movements. She was more relaxed now making it a bit easier for him to move in and out of her. She held onto that hope and tried to hide her pain with little sucess. Her eyes were open now though. Hiashi continued to pull out slowly, taking a few minutes before finally only the head of his cock was left inside of her. He could feel Hinata relax...good...that would make things easier on both of them. After taking a deep breath, he groaned and slowly started to push his cock inside of her, making sure to continue moving slowly, resisting the urge to thrust hard and fast....he would do that in a later session when she was more relaxed, when it wouldn't hurt her. "Nnngh....you feel so good Hinata...." He grunted, finally pushing his entire cock back inside of her, then immediately began to pull back again, beginning a slow and steady thrusting rhythym. Hinata blushed deeply when her father spoke top her in such a mannor. She was gratefull the man was moving slowly instead of doing things in a much rougher mannor she was sure he was capable of. He was indeed being gentle with her and it surprised her more then he could ever know. She was glad she could at least stay a bit relaxed happuy it would help things and it was easier then being so afraid. Of course she still was but... it was alright. It was alright now. She had come to terms with it and that is what she ahd to deal with now.The after math of this might make her shut down but... for the moment she just winced in painas he pushed back in and began to pulll back out. her hands holding his back tight again. She could feel the pain leaving the more he moved. The more times he moved in and out of her the less tense she became and the easier it was for her to deal with the pain. which was now leaving and she was extremly happy about this btu a deep blush coated her cheeks. Hiashi grunted as his thrusts ever so slowly became a little faster, though being careful not to go all out just yet, not until Hinata could take it. "Nnngh....oh yes....so good.....it's been so long..." Hiashi was clearly restraining himself for her to make this easier on his daughter, but it was doubtful he could do so much longer. "Mmmm.....you're so tight Hinata....so hot...so wet.....god you're so good..." He leaned down to begin sucking on her nipples again, one hand going to massage her ass, the other going to massage her free breast and nipple, tugging on it slightly, before moving to squeeze the firm flesh of her ample breast, his thrusting continuing to get slightly faster aswell as harder, the sounds of their forbidden lovemaking echoing around the room. Hinata did wonder whether he really wanted an heir or if he just wanted to have sex... either way it was happening and she was probably going to be pregnant after this... She did not mention any of that though. As he moved a bit faster in and out of her. The pain was leaving her bit by but and his sucking of her nipple and rubbing of the other distracted her from pain and it made her blush as a small moan left her lips. After he started to move a bit faster she moaned a little more. She had realized by now that he was indeed holding back what he wanted to do so she spoke. "Y You can...g go....f faster...r rougher...o or harder....now..i it is not...s so bad anymore.... it does not hurt so bad....right now..." She said quietly.

['Neji', 'Hanabi', 'Hinata', 'Hiashi']

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Yu-Gi-Omega ((Edde, FavoredFox))

The afternoon sun was still hot in the midst of summer. It's russet rays stung Ryou Bakura's albino skin and soaked into his business attire. The rather petite man was unused to the heavy cloth making up his black suit and dress pants they suffocated him even more than the bright blue tie that was pulled just a little too tightly around his neck, and the black, clacking shoes pinched his toes painfully. He would have much rather dawned his usual worn out sneakers and loose striped tee shirt and ripped jeans, but as his friend Yugi had reminded him time and again, the person he was about to meet face to face for the first time was not a 'business casual' type of Alpha, and coming to this highly important meeting in street clothes would do him and his cause no good. Still, Ryou tugged at his tie with a scrunch in his face as he looked up the short, but steep set of steps to the front of Kaiba Corp."Okay," he puffed to himself, pulling on his clothes to straighten out nonexistent wrinkles. He patted his right front pocket to feel the bump of the flash drive hidden within. The flash drive that held all of the important information on 'Project N.O.H.' that his scientists were willing to share. The project that could change the world as they knew it, and better the lives of every Omega alive now and born in the future. The project that needed Seto Kaiba's funds to continue. A whining noise was sighed through his nose as he muttered to himself, "No pressure."With a deeply sucked in breath, Ryou took the first step up towards the revolving door entrances. This wouldn't be his first communication with the Alpha in charge of the main supplier of Omega heat suppressants world wide, in fact, Kaiba offered his young rebellion of outraged Omega's under the table deals, so that each and every man who worked for him, or was taken in by his unnamed group, had access to the life saving drug. He even helped Ryou and Yugi find positions within his company to work in safety A rare thing for those born with the curse of being an Omega A man with the ability to bare children, and who goes into periodic, debilitating heat cycles. This would, however, be the first time they'd spoken to each other directly. So far, Yugi, a Beta male and Ryou's right hand, had done all of the foot work and communications between them. After all, an Alpha and Omega doing business together was highly unorthodox, and would hardly be taken seriously.He made his way through the revolving door marked Omega, but was stopped from reaching the front desk by a tall, lanky security guard who held out his hand in silent direction. Ryou smiled pleasantly to hide a distasteful sneer, and held out his right arm while pulling back his sleeve to show off a bright yellow wrist band with a bar code. At least the guy was gentle, and even looked apologetic when he took Ryou's wrist and ran a small scanner over the code. The machine beeped and blinked green, and the guard nodded and moved on to the people behind him. All large businesses were required by law to have these stopping points, where an Omega was stopped and scanned to confirm that they were on and had taken their heat suppressants. 'For the sanity and protection of the Alpha community.' Pathetic... All those scans did was provide rapists a way out of guilt because an Alpha cannot control themselves when in the presence of an Omega in heat.Ryou made his way to the front desk to be greeted by a young man with a wide smile and sparkling brown. He could tell it took everything for Kayn not to greet him with cheer and opened arms. The brunette was one of the first Omegas he'd found a job for here, but once someone left the unnamed order, they were to pretend to have never known him. So, Ryou made an obvious gesture to look at his name tag before speaking. "Good afternoon... Kayn? I have a 6:45 meeting." He offered a sweet smile and pulled a card out from his back pocket to be scanned."Alright then Mr..." the receptionist scanned the card and handed it back, then looked at the computer to see the information, "Bakura. Mr. Kaiba will be out of his current meeting shortly. Please take the elevator on the far right to the top floor, and I will let him know you've arrived."The card was returned to his pocket and the receptionist was given a short wave before he made his way towards the elevator with relaxed shoulders. He was glad Kayn seemed to be doing so well, and he was thankful to Seto Kaiba for giving him that chance. Finding an Alpha to ally with Omegas was rare indeed, and he should know. After all, despite the band around his wrist and his timid demeanor...Ryou stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for the top floor, and stood back to watch the doors close.He was one. "Youare aware of who you're speaking to?" The droll, bored tone of Seto Kaiba wasn't what instantly set the man on the screen on edge. "We had a deal." This was said with paused emphasis between words that spoke far more than the sentence ever could.Despite how calm he sounded whenever he spoke, those icy blue eyes of his were more sinister than just about anything he'd ever seen. Seto knew this. Even as he hunched forward and pulled his hands up to clasped them together in front of his face, he was glaring the man down with zero sign of mercy in his demeanor. Alpha and omega alike, most men feared Seto Kaiba's wrath. He had built himself and his company up to a level very few could even dream to reach. To anger him could mean the end of every semblance of what you'd call life, let alone your career. After all, he had a hold on the largest market of both scientific, and technological development in the world. Not to mention munitions. Though, admittedly, Kaiba Corp had cornered that market before he'd ever come close to taking over.The stumbling attempt to correct himself and appease the horrifying man before him drew the scowl from Seto's face and forced it into an amused a smirk. It was hidden behind his hands, though the low chuckle it produced wasn't. The context of the man's words were meaningless. They stopped the instant the unfamiliar noise bubbled past and those large, sharp eyes closed loosely. "I do like it when they beg."Seto sat up in his chair, long slender fingers brushing through auburn hair shortly before tugging the sleeve of his white tailored suit back into place from the motion, then calmly rested with his palms back on the large dark oak desk he sat behind. The smile that lined his lips as sky blue eyes replaced themselves on their target was even scarier than his previous demeanor. "Lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today."The heavy sigh he received in return as the Alpha on the other line visibly relaxed was precisely what he expected. Were his smirk not already so devious, it would have taken on a deeper curl for the pleasing thrill that rolled through him for this moron falling so easily for a pleasant word while he'd barely listened to a single one spoken after his offense."Now," he mentioned lightly as he stood using the support he held on his desk. That smile faded and replaced itself with the natural, hard stare as he recognized the small blinking notification at the bottom of his computer screen. While he'd love to sit here and screw with the man's emotions while he decided what he wanted in return for his 'generosity', he'd need to cut things off quickly. As far as he saw it, this man was nothing to him now. So his next appointment was much more important. "I have another matter to attend to, so I'm going to keep this short.""O of course," the man stumbled out quickly. Even through the large screen that hung on the wall, Seto's height and stance were incredibly intimidating as he glared down on the pinhole camera that sat in his desk."You think long and hard about what you might owe me in return for breaking our contract. And I'll get back to you when I've decided whether or not I care enough to hear you out on it." Seto had little care for the man's sudden uproarious anger as he realized what exactly was being said to him. The large button on the video phone had been lost under his palm before any proper objections could be given either way.Taking in a deep, drawn breath, the tall man sat down once again. He closed his eyes and rubbed at his temples lightly as his sharp demeanor wavered for a moment. "It's too early for this," he sighed out moodily. "I haven't even had my caffeine yet.""Well it's time to wake up. Youareaware that the sun will be going down soon," came the mocking, higher tuned voice from beside him.Of course, it wasn't early at all. They'd been up all day fulfilling the tedious task of checking in on their partnered companies and Seto had had of caffiene throughout. One tended to get used to the odd things his big brother would say when they stuck to his side long enough. It didn't matter that it didn't make sense. Mokuba caught on to the fact that the CEO was simply drained of whatever cares he happened to have when they'd started. He was nearly in the same boat himself. This sort of thing was always harder on his brother though. After all, he was doing most of the work. And yelling at 'morons' all day could take its tole. Especially on a man in Seto's position.A cup was set on the table in front of the teen who'd been witness to the show. "You do realize we can't take what just happened lightly.""Shut up Mokuba." Kaiba sat back up, his looming stature returning to itself as he carefully tugged on his soft blue tie and straightened his still prefect white suit needlessly into place. Matching eyes turned toward the younger male, a hint of softness in them no one else had ever seen as that smirk crawled back across his face. "Go on. Greet our guest at the elevator."Mokuba chuckled lightly at the moody response, more than used to it by now. No matter how cruel he could be to anyone else, the cruelty he showed his little brother was nothing more than playful. It got a stuck out tongue in return most of the time. This time he simply tapped the desk next to where he'd placed the tea that had been steeping during their conference call. Although the smile that shone all the way to those giant plum eyes he'd recently started growing into so well was tangibly excited. "What do you think he's going to be like?Ithink it'd be neat to meet one like you, Big Brother."The smile Seto had for the teen soured instantly. "Mokuba," The name was snapped in a short warning as he snatched the much needed drink into his grip, an exasperated sigh following it as the bouncy teen hurried off with a cackle. One never knew when or where to speak of such things. The walls almost always had ears despite how incredibly tight Seto had made his security.As an Alpha Seto had had every opportunity provided to him once he'd taken over. It had taken so much to get to there in the first place. He was a giant leading in the tech and science departments. They'd even dove into the entertainment industry and made a huge boom because of it. Of course, there was only one small issue with all of this. One that could bring his company down to its knees.....Despite the fact that Kaiba Corporation only hired on Omega, the entire empire he had cultivated and grown over the years would wither and die the instant it was discovered that it was run by one as well. Not one to be bothered by these things under the stare of his brother, Mokuba made his way from the office and down the long corridor, reaching up and tightened the ponytail that held crazy onyx mane in place. He might not be meeting another Alpha, but he still wanted to make an impression. While he didn't dress in a well tailored suit like his bother, The tight black slacks and tailed button up white shirt firmly pressed under a red vest sent off just enough of the 'business' vibes he was willing to put out there.He wasn't like his big brother, and he didn't run the corporation. Of course, it helped that he was an Alpha himself, but no one would have questioned him as he stood beside Seto Kaiba regardless. As it stood, no one either knew or needed to that he was what he was in the first place. Seto ran the company. Since he only hired on Omega's, it wouldn't matter whether the younger brother was one or not. And not surprisingly given Seto's immense figure, it had never really come up in the first place. So to be frank, he was somewhat excited that he was going to be able to out himself at the very least to their new guest. It wouldn't matter whether or not this one knew.The elevator dinged. And before the door even opened big amethyst eyes tightened into a crescent and a large smile plastered itself on his face without even the need to make it. "Hi! Welcome to Kaiba Corp!" The bubbly demeanor anyone who spent any small amount of time with him broke its way through all on its own and threw his arms out wide open. There was no way he could contain all this excitement, after all. While the elevator made its gradual accent, Ryou fiddled with his wrist cuffs and the bright yellow band that screamed his place in society. He tugged on the fabric, picked at the simple cuff links, twisted the band, and when he forced himself to stop being so fidgety he wound up tugging at his wild hair that was barely tamed by a bland tie at the base of his head. The small man grumbled to himself and forced his hands in his pockets to keep them still, and focused instead on the bland music filling the small box.His ride paused twice to let others on and off, and he lowered his gaze to the floor as any good Omega should. He hated such terrible social norms, but they were integral to his goals, and he fit them well. When alone again, his large brown eyes watched the digital number rise closer and closer to the top floor, where he would finally meet the other Alpha who had aided his comrades. With a dull, yet high pitched ding marked the landing on his floor, Ryou took a step forward, intent on leaving as the doors slowly pulled open. Instead...."YEEK!"Ryou nearly walked right into Mokuba, and that along with the loud, brilliantly bright greeting had him jumping back and squealing in shock. His hands yanked out of his pockets and balled up tightly to his chest as he recoiled body turned to the side and left leg slightly lifted. Wide doe eyes locked on Mokuba, and as he slowly relaxed his body, a flash of heat rose up to his cheeks as he realized just how foolish his reaction was to such a kind greeting.Well... At least it was a veryOmega thing to do.With both feet back on the ground, Ryou fumbled to straighten his tie and at least make an attempt to cover his faux pas. "Um..." he started awkwardly, only to be interrupted by another elevator ding. The doors began to close and the petite man jumped again before practically tumbling through them and right into Mokuba's open arms and face first into his chest with a loud 'Oof!'As the doors shut, Ryou titled his head to peek up through messy white bangs with an awkward smile and a squeaked greeting of, "Um... Hi? I'm Ryou." The horrified squeak of a white little mouse was all Mokuba managed to recognise before anything else. The sudden change in atmosphere in the shorter man forced happy eyes to pop open and look him over curiously. For the briefest of moments, long white hair had him expecting to see a wrinkled old face to go with that tiny stature. It would make sense of a man who was running a whole entire army after all.Surprise hit him square in the face when he was met with one that looked like it was somewhere around the same age as his own. And that, along with the outburst it had come along with nearly forced him into a fit of laughter. It probably would have even doubled him over. The ding of the elevator going off stopped him short before he could even finish a full breath of a laugh. It had come out for a moment, but pulled back quickly into a small gasp.The next thing he knew, was his own sure grasp of lanky arms wrapping the little white mouse in an instinctively protective hug that stopped him from faulting any further than his clumsy little legs had made him go so far.Then he was greeted awkwardly.Large purple eyes blinked several times in attempting to grind his brain into a quick reset in order to catch up to the situation. He wanted to laugh again. But a different want beat him to it entirely. Those eyes that were just large enough to still make him look completely innocent in the proper circumstances slanted into a swirling purple gaze of steel that capped a slow grown smirk. Both of which loomed down on the mouse in his arms. "Well," he started in a tone that had strayed so far from the cheery, childish tune it had held before. "Aren't you just the cutest thing I've ever seen?"Mokuba couldn't help but tease. It wasn't just in his ownnature after all. It was probably a genetic thing, because his big brother was even better at it. It might have even been his age showing through, in need of breaking free after having had to stand beside Seto as silent and still as a stone statue through their full on day of meetings in proper form of the second head of the company. And yet the gleeful gigglesnort that bubbled past his lips as he pushed forward and wrapped his arms around even tighter around the white haired boy and rubbed their cheeks together was more than enough of a sign of the odd teen's age and mentality all on its own.Besides. Even if it was just his own way of recovering from the suddenly awkward situation... He just wanted to hear that squeak again.Seto Kaiba's face burried itself deeply behind long, lithe fingers that were steadied by bent elbows on the desk. In the same moment a heavy, somewhat defeated sigh burst from his chest with a low groan following it shortly. The camera feed he had pulled up showed Mokuba cuddlling a complete stranger in the hallway, a small person with nearly untamed white hair was in his arms and probably far less than pleased himself.Having finished his tea as he pulled up the feed and watched his little brother wait for the elevator, he was just starting to feel the effects of it. This gave cause for a quick recovery as he quickly sat up and closed the window on his computer screen that had been giving him the show."Mokuba!" The sharp tone and near shout of his name nearly caused the raven haired teen to let go of the other boy in his arms. Instead he lost his balance starting to fall while still clinging wildly.The awkward near 'woah' sounding noise he gave as he lost his footing might have been comical enough on its own. But, of course, this was no time for such shenanigans. And Mokuba knew he would be getting an ear full later even as they fell.As if to confirm this the sharp, unforgiving tone eminated from the lapel located on Mokuba's tight collared shirt. "We'll talk about this later, Mokuba.""New kid," it continued in a smooth transition as Kaiba set his attention on the newcomer. "Recover quickly and turn to your right. Follow this hallway to the end, then turn left. You will reach the reception desk outside of my office doors. Fill in your name and any subsiquent information in the following space provided. Then, once that overgrown two year old recovers, he will escort you into my office when it is your turn."The pulsing light on the lapel was very soft, only sewing to light up for how loud or tone sharp the speaker on the other end was being. Aside from the original calling of his name, the throbbing beacon remained dim. "Nod and put some pressure on the gas pedal if you understand my instructions. Rediscover the elevator and get out of my building if you don't." Despite being perfectly sardonic, the CEO's voice was also somehow deadly serious.

['Bakura', 'Yugi', 'Ryou']

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The water bending apprentice((Stormgale & Kunoichi))

Yara hurried out over the ice, moving away from the large village made of ice. The village of the northern water tribe was an impressive sight, shaped and maintained by the powerful water benders who lived in it. But Yara's destination was outside the village, out in the plains of ice. It was just a hut, where she met in secret as often as possible with a skilled water bender who was teaching her. In the northern water tribe, it was forbidden for women to learn water bending for more than healing. For a woman to fight, it was not allowed. Yara wasn't satisfied with that though, and luckily she met this bender willing to break the rules and teach her secretly to really water bend, and to fight with it. It seemed almost as if it were taking too long though. Maybe it was the secretive nature of it, maybe he was holding back and not really teaching her as much as he could, as she'd been training with him for a while now, and still only knew the basics. But she was determined, no matter how long it took, she would become a great water bender. She hoped tonight, would be a chance for the training to turn to something more advanced. She hurried up to the hut, stopping outside to catch her breath a bit. "I'm here! I came as quickly as I could." He sat in the hut, furs wrapped loosely around his frame as he rested against the wall, icy blue eyes looking right at the door as she entered. His expression was unreadable, passive and yet seemingly cold "You are late" he said as he stood up, meeting her gaze for a moment "Let us see if your skills have improved better than your punctuality" he added, stepping out into the icy cold, the ice itself shifting with the gesture of his hands, forming a ring "Now then use the stance I taught you" he said, taking a low one of his own... as always the first move was her's. She bows her head to him. "Yes, I'm sorry sir." She watches him as he exits the hut and moves to follow him. She pulls her hood down, showing her dark brown hair since there were no icey winds blowing tonight. She straightens up her parka, the thick fur coat keeping her nice and warm in the cold of the north. She nods to him, hearing his instruction, and shifts into the stance he had been teaching her lately. She then moves her hands fluidly in a lifting motion, lifting some of the snow. It then turns to water and she moves it around herself before sending it flying at him. He carefully looks at her, eyes taking in every detail: Her Stance, her expressions, the way her breath mists in the air, the outline of her body under the heavy outfit. "You will have" he said as he caught the attack, using the momentum to coil it around him returning her attack with double the force. He decided to start add incentive to her training, his first attack designed to soak through her heavy fur, let the chill of the Arctic entice her to avoid the next one. Yara holds her stance, watching him coil the water around and send it back at her. She braces herself, trying to stop it before it hits her, though only some of it is stopped, the rest hitting her face, and arms as she lifts them to try and defend herself. Her sleeves become soaked, letting some of the biting chill through, making her shiver a bit. She wipes some of the water from her face, letting out a breath. She brings and arm back and then swings it down, and up in a half circle motion, sending a wave of the snow toward him. Rin smirked at her attempts at defense, pushing both his hands forward to part her wave, causing it to harmlessly pass by him "Amateur" he commented under his breath as he swept his hands, two waves of snow crashing into her from either side, designed to trap her between them, binding her helplessly. His icy eyes looked over her as he brain pondered, wondering whether she needed even more incentive to actually improve.... perhaps she did. Yara didn't expect the move, finding herself suddenly trapped by the thick snow. She squirms and struggles, trying to move. If she could just move her arms she could bend her way to freedom. She looks up, watching Rin. "I'm not done yet..." "Yes you are" he said matter of factly "If this were a real fight you would be dead by now" he added, voice as cold as the air around them "Let me show you" he said, taking out a small knife and walking casually up to her helpless bound form, pressing it against her throat for a moment "I could finish you right now" he stated, before dragging the knife down her front, splitting the warm protection of her fur coat, forcing her to feel the icy chill. She frowns at his words, sighing softly. "That's because you've only taught me basics. I need to learn more advanced.." She stops, seeing the knife as he moves toward her. She squirms and struggles herder against the snow binding. She tenses as she feels it against her throat, feeling very helpless, especially hearing his cold words. "N no, wait.." She looks down, confused as the blade runs down the front of her thick warm coat, splitting it open to expose the tunic she wore beneath it. She shivers lightly as the cold slips in through the now opened coat. "Why did you do that? My coat is going to have to be sewn up now..." "A lesson you must learn" he said as he continued cutting, now removing the protection of her heavy fur pants "Every time in our spar I would be able to Kill you, ill remove your clothing so you can feel the cold of death instead" he added, releasing her bindings with a brush of his hand "Try again" he stated as he sheathed the knife in his belt, eyes appraising her again, seeing her as nothing more than a mixture of Stances and movements. Yara's eyes go wide as the knife cuts down the waist of her pants, feeling them drop to her ankles. A blush crosses her face lightly, and another shiver moves through her body as the cold now reaches her bare legs. "My pants! how am I going to explain my ruined clothes to others..." She looks up frowning at him as the snow releases her. She stands there now, in her opened coat, tunic, which hung down enough to cover most of her under garment. She takes another stance, determined to do better this time as she didn't want to loose any more of her clothing. Both for the sake of staying as warm as possible, and because she would really rather not have her body shown off. She jerks her arms quickly forward, sending the snow in front of her at him, forming it into a large wall of snow. If it hit, she would try to make it surround him and trap him. "You wanted to learn at any cost, so stop your complaining" he said simply, eyes narrowing as he stretched, waiting for her inevitable attack. He crouched low, throwing his arms forward as piercing tendrils of ice followed, ripping apart the wall of snow and causing it to just coat him "Don't be so obvious" he said simply "Subtelty is the key to victory" he chided. The Lance's of ice careened forward, if they hit her she would find her tunic torn to shreds by the precise projectiles. She swiftly moves to the side, avoiding most of the ice shards. A few of them manage to open some tears in the back and shoulder of her tunic, but it was still mostly intact. She throws an arm forward, sending some of the snow toward his feet, hoping to trap him in place, then moves her other arm in a pulling motion to pull a wave of snow toward him from behind. She would have it turn to water just before hitting him, and if it did hit, would try to turn it to ice to hold him. He let her hit him, feigning surprise as the ice wrapped around his legs however as the water rushed over him he bent it, giving him a little wiggle room in the seemingly perfect Icy prison, enough to turn the tables when the time came. "So Can you finish what you started?" he asked, taunting her... trying to play on her pride and her anger, seeing if she would take the bait and make the obvious mistake of coming closer. She smiles as she sees him trapped in the ice, or at least seemingly trapped. She sighs a bit, and takes a couple steps closer. "Do I really need to? I have you trapped, and we're just training... Aren't we?" She smiles a bit and looks him over. "I wonder if this means I get to cut open your coat now." She smirks a bit and bends some snow into water, lifting it to her hand where it forms into a jagged ice dagger. She starts to move closer to him, holding it up tauntingly. He smiled sardonically at her "If you don't you treat our training seriously... then you will never learn" he added, flicking his wrists as the ice cracked around him. He slammed his fist into the ground, the snow surrounding her and soaking into her cloak, his bending quickly freezing it, making her outfit brittle like paper. He then stepped forward and ripped off the front of her tunic like paper, she might as well be wearing that now. She watches in shock as he's able to break the ice around him, yelping as the snow forms up around her, freezing into her clothes and making them brittle, not to mention cold. She looks to him wide eyed, not moving for the moment from the shock of the attack, as he steps up to her and grabs the front of her tunic, through the sliced open coat. She gasps as he so easily tears away the front of it, exposing the white sleeveless undershirt that stopped just under her chest. She quickly moves back from him, trying to keep him from tearing any more of it off, shivering from the cold. "S stop ruining m my clothes." She tries to send another wave of snow at him, then another from another angle, and a third from yet another angle. "No Pain no gain" he said, knowing she was off balance now he easily deflected her attacks, flowing like the water through them. "And you have not suffered nearly enough" he murmured. He placed his palm on the ground causing the snow to rise up form underneath her to bind her, freezing it to ice in a moment, leaving her midriff exposed in the icy cold. He knelt down in front of her for a moment, letting her bask in the helplessness before her slowly, inch by inch started to cut open the last of her clothing, the soft sound of cloth being cut by the sharp blade the only sound in the air. Yara cries out as the ice forms up from beneath her, enraged that he seemed able to fend off her attacks so easily. Clearly, he was holding out on her, not teaching her everything he could. And now she was being punished for it. She looks down, frowning as she watches helplessly while his blade cuts through the remains of her tunic, and the sash that was holding it together. As the ruined garment falls open, the white loincloth she wore as underwear becomes fully visible. She was now in nothing but her underwear, in the freezing ice, aside from the opened coat and and torn tunic hanging onto her shoulders. "Th this is a horrible w way to teach..." She shivers, her teeth chattering a bit as the cold starts getting to her in her unclothed state. "I never said I was a good teacher, I only said I would teach you" he said with a dry chuckle, using his knife to tear off the rest of her clothing, leaving her skin exposed to the cold. "Now then let's see if some time outside will toughen you up and help you focus" he said with a smile, leaving her bound by the ice, going back inside his hut to go drink some tea. Either she would free herself, or she would learn a little humility... it was a win win for him. Her eyes go wide as the knife slices through the small undershirt, freeing her breasts, leaving them exposed to the cold. A blush crosses over her face and she yelps out. "No! Not my underwear, please!" But it was too late, as the knife slices through her loincloth as well, leaving her completely naked aside from her boots. "Noo!" She squirms and struggles again the ice, desperately trying to get free to cover herself and not let him see her naked body. She didn't want to be stuck like this, left fully exposed to the biting chill, but her arms were trapped, how could she possibly free herself. He gave her a little while, letting humility sink in... and for her to understand possibly why he was exposing her to the elements, so she could understand them, feel them... become one with them. Eventually he slipped outside and broke the ice, picking up the girl and carrying her inside to the warmth, silent as he took care of her. He wrapped a blanket around her nude body, forcing her lips open to make her drink tea, slowly bringing her back to the warmth. Yara's coat and shredded tunic fall from her shoulders as the ice breaks and her nude body drops. She shivers, looking up weakly as he carries her inside. She clutches the blanket around herself, curling up. Her mouth opens gladly to take in the hot tea, feeling the warmth inside. She looks up at him, somewhat confused at his kindness, but grateful he didn't leave her to die. She had to try to remember, this was all part of his unorthodox training, and she should try to accept it. He talked to her, his voice lacking his usual icy barb "It is the core of bending, ice must be broken down into water before it can be truly bent" he said simply "Thus you must be broken before I can shape you into a true bender" he stated, looking down at her passive form "Until you become nothing, there is only so much I can teach you" he offered her some more tea, softly stroking her hair... letting her rest. She looks at him, still looking somewhat confused, but she nodded, trying to accept it. She drinks more of the tea, starting to warm up, holding the blanket tightly around her nude form. She looks up at him again, and smiles a little. She didn't fully understand his way of teaching, she she was grateful he was willing to do so, especially when the laws of their tribe forbade women to learn water bending to fight. He shifted slightly stretching and yawning to himself "When you feel up for it try to waterbend" he said "See how you have improved" he added. His training whilst harsh actually had a point, it was how he learnt to bend so masterfully, though it might have contributed to his... abrasive demeanor. She looks up at him and nods, slowly pushing herself to sit up. She keeps the fur wrapped around her nude body to stay warm, and looks at a bowl of water, reaching a hand out to move it. The water easily lifted up out of the bowl, and flowed around in the air as she controlled it. She used he other hand now as well, splitting it into two separate bits of water, moving them both around until she streams them gently back into the bowl. "It's a bit easier.." "Well then perhaps you should listen to me once in a while" he said as he smirked and sat back, closing his eyes "We will continue with this training until you are actually competent" he chided.

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Fluctuations in Crime Fighting (Wave and Doc 3FM)

Cracked roads, weary old walls and a poorly groomed architecture to crowd the territory gothic ambience of Gotham certainly displayed a major divergence from the city that housed the iconic T shaped building where the titans operated from. A less intruding city for sure. And a lack of sunlight at these later hours of the night wasn t enough to hide this large town s infamous corruption. Even the mere act of walking through its shady alleys made the young heroine feel dirty. Although she could be considered to be foreign to Gotham, the young woman was acquainted with crime and misdeed, which this place had a dark reputation for offering plenty. Appearance wise, the pale titan, who paid the city a hopefully short term visit, did actually fit Gotham s dark nights rather well. Distinct moodiness that accompanied her presence blended in with the musky environment as if the 20 year old crime fighter belonged here.Especially long after dusk, the smart move would have been to stay away from suspicious dark corners of the town. A good advice the titan, who travelled alone, didn t necessarily need to follow. She wasn t scared to venture deep. After all, she was no ordinary citizen, or human for that matter. A demonic heritage to crawl under her skin, Raven packed a surprisingly hard punch. Not in a literal sense perhaps, since her petite frame imposed no real physical threat, but the powerful magic she possessed made her a considerable opponent. Thanks to the mystical abilities she had, the blue haired demon hybrid would consider herself to be the strongest among her own band of heroes. Plenty of arrogance came with her powers. Enough reason to make her think that any lowly outlaw who ran wild in this place was just out of her league.Her pale legs shined out in darkness, giving the night some contrast whenever she took a step forward. Muddy water splashed under one of her boots as Raven stepped on a small puddle. Wonderful She paused to look down for a second. Her costume didn t hinder her motion as the blue haired heroine kept moving. A dark leotard hugged her form closely and left her pretty legs bare. Tight fabric of her costume took the shape of her alluring frame, following her soft curves to define her assets rather well. They were not open to a bystander s admiration though. A hooded cloak draped over her shoulders and curtained the pleasant view of her lithe body.In this shady part of the city, where the narrow alleyways formed a complex maze, it was easy to get lost. Every buildingRavenwalked by looked like the next. They all looked very similar to each other in fact. Her immediate mission was to uncover a villain s malignant plans. An evil project that could spread beyond Gotham s borders. A side objective would be making one of the villain s goons talk. Unlike others, the young heroine didn t opt to use a map or a technological gizmo to find her way around. She trusted her senses, and liked to follow her instincts. Tonight too, they wouldn t let her down. Her violet eyes examined a distinct figure in the distance. Interesting. The young heroine talked to herself. Under the moonlight, she began to follow him, not feeling the need to hide her presence behind the man. Unhurried steps of the woman led her to a dead end where her target stood. Isn't it past your bedtime? Soft thuds of her boots stopped a few feet away from the figure. Want me to tell you a story? Although the heroine didn t stand tall, her confidence made up for that, almost. It took a while for him to find it, but after fumbling around the darkness of the alley, he finally felt the mark on the wall signifying the drop was here. Crouching down, he coughed into his hands before feeling the brick around mark.Two bricks left, one brick down.He repeated the code to himself in his head, his fingers tracing to the left, feeling the edge of the next brick, then the next.Two bricks left, one brick down.Moving his fingers down on brick, he felt it shift as he pressed against it. Yes, this was it. Pushing it in, he felt a contraption click and a small hatch beneath his fingers opened. Inside was the package his boss wanted.After carefully placing it into his duffle bag,Sethplaced the brick back into place. He wore a black jacket over his brown t shirt. He disliked the typical hooded jacket the other henchmen went for, as he thought it made them look obviously shady. At least he could pretend to look good and normal instead of like a street thug. Looking behind him, he saw nothing, met with only the dark silence of the alley. Good. Sighing in relief, he breathed heavily for a few seconds before going back up and towards the main streets. He had to make it back as soon as possible, but he didn't want to attract any attention running around the backalleys at this time of the night. He had an important package on him, one that could secure his promotion once he delivered it back safely. It had taken him months to get to this rank within the organisation, and he wasn't going to let a small or stupid mistake cost him all the hard work he had done.He only got one step forward when the figure appeared in front of him.Wha Who the hell was this?He was surprised at the feminine voice that rang out. He looked up to see hooded figure, her womanly outline clear even in the darkness.Oh no, was this one of them superheroes the boss always talked about?"Wha what do you mean, I was just heading back home." His body was unconsciously shrinking in her presence. There was something mysterious and dangerous about her that he really didn't want to find out about. No normal woman would dress like that with a leotard and cape. As he looked down to avoid her eyes, he glimpsed her smooth, pale legs. Mesmerised by them, he stared for a few seconds before blinking away."Did you want something from me?" He asked. He was going to play off his innocence. He didn't see and hear anyone when he entered the alley, so he was sure she didn't know what he was up to. She probably stopped him just because he was acting shady in the middle of the night. "I couldn't sleep so I just came out for some fresh air." While lazing around, taking her time confronting the suspect, Raven had missed the small riddle the man had to solve before he could take whatever hidden in the wall. Still, she didn t need to see it to conclude there was something quite suspicious about this young man. A distinct nervousness accompanied his presence before the experienced heroine. While mastering how to control hers, the blue haired titan had become quite competent in reading people s emotions. And the ones she observed upon Seth called for an investigation. She was actually glad that she hadn t needed to wander around the city too long before she found a lead. Grinding her boots against Gotham s filthy streets, she wasn t very fond of that. Hopefully, what she had here was something more than just a boring drug trafficking.Unimpressed half closed eyes inspected the anxious looking young man before her. Uh huh. An unconvinced nod responded to Seth s claims. Maybe not the bravest soul out there, but he looked to be her type of guy. She could even say he was somewhat cute. Sharp gaze of the heroine remained on him, while he too did an eying of his own. In her team, it was admittedly Starfire who tended to attract such admiring glances. In this case, shady alleyways of Gotham had accentuated the gothic heroine s appeal. I m up here Although the attention her smooth legs managed to draw didn t fail to stroke the attention seeking goth within her, she still scolded the suspicious individual before her. In addition to emphasizing her pale appendages, her rather modest costume gave away that she was no official law enforcer.One slender finger pointed at the bag the man held. And I m sure this is your gym laundry. In comparison to a certain bat problem the criminals in this town seemed to suffer from, her methods were less brute and more magical as she would soon demonstrate. Petite digits of her other hand gracefully wriggled in the air while Raven spelled a faint incantation. Mere words summoned an ordinary chair behind the man, glowing brightly in purple. The confident heroine took a step forward to close the distance between the two. Do you mind if I take a peek? Without waiting for a response, she placed her hand against Seth s stomach to push him down on the chair that was erected by her magic. When his butt rested on the furniture, Raven raised one of her legs and put her boot on the seat, filling the gap between his legs. Who do you work for? A direct question came through the heroine s soft lips as her unyielding gaze penetrated the man s eyes. Damn, she seemed unconvinced. He couldn't really think of a good excuse, he was obviously shady, sneaking around in the middle of the night. Maybe if he admitted to some other crime like delivering weapons or drugs, he could get away with revealing who he really worked for. Problem was he didn't have any drugs or weapons on him. "Uh yes! Sorry ma'am." He responded quickly, as her scolding tone gave him a shock, not realising he might have offended her by staring too long at her legs. They did look wonderful in her dark leotard though, paired with the darkness of the alley and the low lighting from the moon, they looked almost perfect."Uh umm yeah..." Seth was at a loss for words. He had been caught, by a superhero no less, and he had no idea what she would do to him or how he would get out of this situation alive. The worst thing was that she even looked a bit evil in her dark outfit, not a cheerful superhero like Supergirl, who would probably just throw him in jail. With this woman, anything could happen. His eyes darted to her hands as they moved, his heart pounding in his chest. Was she going to vaporise him? Teleport him into space? He almost winced as he felt her magic materialise. Wait, what did she do? So worried about her magic, he didn't have the time to react to her stepping up in front of him and pushing him back into a chair?He looked around frantically, so she just summoned a normal chair?He gulped as she put her foot up between his legs, his legs automatically widening to avoid his crotch being trampled as he sat back, fearful eyes looking back at the heroine. "I I don't work for anyone. I was just here to pick up some drugs." His mouth spoke before his brain, going to his default excuse of drugs. Fuck, why did he do that? Now she was going to know that he was a liar as well. He quickly shut his mouth, feeling like he would just be digging his grave deeper if he said anymore. Grimness of Gotham, walking its shady alleys, on top of the gloomy feelings it brought to the young heroine, it also tended to make her think she could get away with more here. As if the shady backstreets of the city gave her the right to stretch the limits of justice, as if the criminals here deserved a harsher treatment than the others. Regardless of the dark aura that surrounded her gentle form, Raven of course wouldn t have just started killing or injuring lawless thugs. However, her suspect didn t need to know this. He seemed to be frightened of her presence, his uneasy demeanor quite easy to read. Being addressed as ma am, it didn t feel bad. On the contrary, such imposed courtesy managed to rub the pale crime fighter the right way. Miss Raven Still, the exotic heroine corrected after the young man.Looking down at him as he sat, Raven watched him speak like a hawk. Being a powerful magic wielder, she hadn t really had to enhance her detective skills throughout her crime fighting career. Running errands for a drug lord actually sounded to be a reasonable claim in this case. A crime that called for a penalty, but she wasn t here for that. Still, her instincts told the woman that there was more to this young man. Above the chair, Raven bent her leg, her lovely knee now filling the dangerous gap between Seth s parted legs. Her chilling fingers held the man by his chin. Tilting his face from side to side, she inspected the man s rather handsome visage. You don t look like you re doing drugs. Raven suggested, her bare knee now subtly pressing against the guy s manhood.Just like how the moonlight emphasized the appeal of her smooth legs, gravity too worked to improve the volume of her firm breasts when she leaned forward. Her inspective eyes shifted from the man s face to her own frame. You know After taking a brief glance at her own form, her gaze returned to the uneasy henchman. I can predict future. The moody heroine suggested. She actually had no such power, but the man didn t seem to know who she was and what she was capable of doing anyway. Her knee advanced a little forward. Hence, Hands Off The petite heroine spelled the words clearly. More words came out of her lips next, in a different, ancient tongue this time. With that, an invisible force pulled on Seth s arms, pairing his hands together behind the chair.Leaning down to the side, Raven grabbed the man s bag. Let s see. She dropped it into his lap. Two slender digits were quick to pinch the pull tab. If I find nothing interesting here, you re free to go. She squinted at him. Otherwise If not, the demon hybrid could have a little fun with this little criminal. rrrRRR! Top of the bag screeched sharply as Raven unzipped it at one swoop, almost as fast as whenever she undid someone s pants. Just above his lap, her dominant hand slid through the opening, meddling with the contents of the bag. From the expression on her face, it seemed like she was enjoying this, and it made him all the more nervous. Sitting back on the chair that had magically appeared, Seth tried his best not to move, even as her knee edged in between his legs. As she inspected his face he tried to keep his eyes on her, but the view of her chest and legs below constantly drifted into his peripheral vision. He could not help himself as his eyes occasionally darted down to appreciate her well formed breasts or her smooth pale legs. They were just so alluring.It wasn't until her knee was pressed up against his crotch did he realise he had a slight bulge in his pants. One that she would have clearly felt pressing back against her knee. "Aah no! Sorry Ma Miss Raven! I don't mean to " He quickly babbled off his apology, frightened that she was reading his mind or seeing his inner thoughts. The thoughts of her legs rubbing against his manhood, of her beautiful breasts up against his face blocking his vision and restricting his airflow. His thoughts stopped as he felt her knee push forward even more, pressing almost painfully against his bulge which was increasing in size. "I just " He attempted to defend himself but suddenly felt his arms being pulled behind him. He instinctively tried to struggle, but he was just an ordinary human, no match against whatever magic she was using.He groaned as his bag was tossed onto his lap. It did hide his boner from her sight, but no doubt she already felt and knew about it long before. He gulped, the sound of the zipper opening causing his boner to push out in his pants, yearning for freedom. She really knew what she was doing, as he was already feeling so conflicted and tormented and a mixture of fear and lust. He almost gasped as she reached into the bag, his bulge craving some form of contact which it did not get as she was only shuffling through the items in the bag.Unfortunately for Seth, there was nothing in the bag to help his cover story. Only a few stacks of cash and the package was in there, making it obvious what the interesting item inside was. Seth had no idea what was actually inside the package, except that it was quite light and the boss had stressed multiple times this was an item he needed to have at all costs. That was yet another of Seth's concerns. Even if he somehow made it out of here alive and free, the boss was going to kill him for failing to deliver that package. Even amongst her best friends, Raven could be considered quite withdrawn. Not necessarily sharing the same level of cheerfulness some of the other members of her small superhero gang displayed. Despite being quite a young lady, she liked to act mature. Friends and strangers alike, she was someone who preferred to keep people at arm s length. Her moody personality wasn t easily impressed as the heroine tended to remain aloof. Like any young woman however, there were times where she adored admiration, albeit not openly, enjoyed coy eyes silently complimenting on her distinct appeal. Tonight too, she didn t mind to be checked by a good looking little criminal. In a way, Seth was welcome to keep his glances on the assets he seemed to like. If he was also willing to go along with the consequences, that is.Inside the bag, Raven s arm twisted and turned. Her fingers browsed through the contents as she blindly searched for a certain package she hoped to find in there. On the bottom of the bag, she found a different kind of package. Neither the gusset that sat on the bottom of the container, nor the multiple layers of clothing prevented the young heroine from feeling the distinct outline of the man s stiff organ. Her expressive eyes next found Seth s. Look at that She questioned her suspect s hardness. Being busted turns you on, little criminal? Raven asked, but offered no smile. The same strict image painted her cute face. Her inspective fingers didn t linger in the bag any further. As she pulled her hand out, a curious package was in her light grasp. A small examination confirmed that it was in fact what she had been looking for. Secret plans of an ill willed villain. Only, they were no longer a secret. I ll be keeping this. The pale skinned goth set the package aside for now. Currently, some other package promised more fun to her. She quickly get rid of the bag as well, sliding it off the man s lap. Another time, the heroine leaned her boot against the edge of the chair. What is your name anyway? Raven asked, since she couldn t just keep addressing him as the little criminal. An orb of shadow appeared around her left hand, fingertips glowing brightly. Her index finger drew a circle in the air. With her magic, his belt came to life. Its end curled back and ran out of the respective loops. The prong slipped free of the hole as Raven s magic unbuckled the belt. Leaning down, she removed the accessory through a harsh pull herself. Miss Raven! I don t want to go to jail. The heroine imitated a man s voice, and not a great one at that. Still holding it, she began to swing Seth s belt next to her fit figure. Its motion came to an abrupt stop in mid air. Sharply, Raven lashed the belt against the ground instead. Well, you are not. A mild smile blossomed across her tender lips. Try as he might to focus on her face or look away, his eyes became glued to her chest as she was leaning and reaching into the bag on his lap. Her expression told him nothing. While she seemed to be playing with him with her suggestive actions, her eyes and lips remained stoic. He had a feeling she knew exactly where he was looking and how he felt, but he had no idea how she was going to react to it. Was she toying and teasing him for her own fun, or using this as a sadistic way to punish him more? Maybe it was both. The uncertainty was what really drove his feeling of dread and arousal up at the same time.As her arm searched around the bag, his worst fears came truth, her hands finding his bulge. He instinctively pushed back against her hand, his mouth slightly open. Just that searching touch felt so good, and he felt like his length was going to burst out of his pants. He quickly held back his groan, stammering as she addressed it directly. "Uh um no, Miss Raven! No..." He could only deny it, scared of what might happen if he told her the truth. She could easily kill him with a swipe of her hand for his perversion. Even he didn't believe his own words, but what could he say? Tell her that he was turned on by her smooth pale legs and ample bosom? That his cock was craving for her touch? No, that would be suicide.His heart sank as she found and took the package. Somehow, he was hoping that something might happen where he could get out of here with the package and deliver it back to his boss. Now, that slim hope was diminished to nothing. Just when he thought it couldn't get any worse, the bag was taken off his lap. His bulge was clear as day between his legs, pressed right up against his pants, a clear outline was visible. "Seth, my name is Seth." He answered quickly. His eyes moved from her chest to his bulge, then to her hand as she used her magic again.He was speechless, ready to accept his fate as her fingertips glowed with magic. What she did shocked him even more, as his belt became undone on his waist and she easily pulled it away from him. He flinched as it cracked against the ground, the smile on her lips worrying him further. "Wha... what do you mean?" She wasn't going to just let him go, so what did she have planned, if she wasn't taking him to jail. His eyes were wide with fear of the unknown. He leaned back on the chair, trying to put any distance he could between them. Although carefully picked words spoken by her suspect denied an increased arousal, his bulging member told the moody heroine a different tale. She perhaps was a strict and rigorous woman, but actually it would have been a disappointment if the man s pants lacked an excitement. Raven was part demon after all. Half of the woman held a carnal flame. Something she had learned to control by now, but it still needed to be unleashed time to time. And currently, Seth s meaningful glances fanned the said flame. He could make a good candidate to blow off some steam. Maybe, victim would be the more fitting term here as not everyone possessed the vigor necessary to satisfy a demoness. Regardless, she liked to play hard to get, enjoyed being femme fatal. It was surely a smart move, for nameless thugs like Seth to be careful in the presence of a powerful demoness as Raven could indeed be quite dangerous.Admittedly, Gotham was not short on birds of prey. Although the blue haired heroine was no local siren, Raven was a night bird of her own. Subjectively more gifted than a cat burglar in tights or a geeky feminine bat. Seth She repeated her victim s name. Taking a step back, the young heroine crossed her arms under her firm bust. So you're telling me that you don t like me? The woman narrowed her eyes at the man. It could have sounded like she was impossible to please. And it would have been an accurate statement as well. The belt slipped off her relaxed fingers and dropped to the ground like a dead snake, whereas Seth s excited member seemed to be quite lively. Her pale fingers rose up to her head. At each side, they pointed up to mimic two pointy ears above her blue hair. They could belong to a cat or a bat, not very clear. Were you expecting someone else? Raven asked.Shaking her head, the woman lowered her small hands. Her violet brows frowned, her pupils disappeared as her eyes began to glow white. As she suggested, someone else appeared behind the seated man. Raven split her soul self to project it as a copy of herself behind the chair. A semitransparent, ghostly image of herself, still able to interact with the world. Without any sound, her copy s face appeared above the man s shoulder. Two translucent hands slid down his upper body. In short, they unbuttoned the man s pants. R r r RRR! This time, the zipping sound came from his garment. Glowing white eyes stared at the man as Raven drew herself closer again. I ll be straight. She placed her cold hands on his knees. I ll strip you and fuck you. Her palms glided down as she blurted out her intentions. Grasping the hems of his pants, Raven swiftly pulled the garment off his legs.Behind the chair, her copy wrapped an arm around Seth s neck. Until you tell me everything you know. Raven clutched his package over his underwear, her grasp on the man s rod quite firm. Do you understand? Giving it a squeeze, the heroine tucked her fingers into the waistband. Harshly pulling the fabric down, the dark heroine released his member to check how strong her influence was over his partner. "N no I don't mean that." He shook his head, scared that he had offended her in some way. He found it really hard to read her expressions, not knowing if she was flirting and having fun with him. While she seemed to remain stoic, even stern, there was clearly something suggestive behind her words. He looked away again as she crossed her arms, knowing he would stare at her chest if he looked at her. "No... I wasn't expecting anyone..." He looked back briefly to see her fingers on her head, wondering what she meant by that. Expecting another superhero? He did fancy some of the heroines he saw in the newspapers, with their shining costumes and beautiful faces. Raven seemed like a stark contrast to those heroines.Seth leaned back on the chair again, struggling lightly as the dark heroine in front of him began to channel her magic again. He felt a presence behind him and as he turned around he saw Raven again behind him in a ghostly form. "Wha how..." Why was he even questioning this, she was a heroine with magic powers. He swallowed nervously as the copy ran her hands down his body towards his pants to undo them. "No wait!" He yelled out, but it was too late. His bulge was revealed in his full glory, the clear penis shaped outline poking out in his underwear, straining at the clothing that bound it. His legs could feel the cool night breeze flowing past them, his hairs standing on their ends from the cold and nervousness. He was still only semi hard, as his fear kept of her discovering his arousal held him back. But now that everything was out in the open, his arousal only grew, the underwear forming a bigger tent in front of her eyes.He was left with his mouth open, not knowing how to respond as she told him exactly what she wanted. This was almost like a dream come true, having sex with a beautiful heroine. The only difference was he usually imagined himself in control with the heroine begging for his cock, not the other way around.He took a short breath, almost gasping for air when the Raven behind him put her arm around his neck. He tried to struggle but nothing came of it. He was a mere mortal human against her magic. "Auah ahh yes! Understood!" He groaned as she applied pressure around his bulge. It felt so good, but so scarily wrong at the same time. "Aaahh..." He struggled to contain his moan as she reached down to pull the last of his clothing off.His bare manhood was revealed to her in all its pathetic glory. His size had grown from when she stripped his pants off, but he was still not at full mast as his length drooped down slightly, twitching in anticipation for more. As turned on as he was, he was really craving for physical contact but didn't dare say a word. He was still getting bigger by the second, especially now that he was exposed and at her mercy, with her copy's arm in a position to choke him if she wanted to. However, he had a limit that he couldn't break without contact, and the head of his member was trembling waiting for it. A little timid, or maybe just scared, in either case, Seth seemed to be a fun asset to toy with. In a random dark alleyway, Raven too was willing to play the part of a menacing antihero. She no longer felt the need to conceal the sexual urges that ran through her veins. Whatever happened in Gotham stayed in Gotham, it was a slaphappy mindset to drive her questionable intentions. After finding what she sought, a small distraction from her superhero duties to reward herself. Superhero or not, she had her own needs after all. Desires that were not easy to satisfy. Immorality of using her mystical powers to achieve such lustful goals didn t bother the young heroine. Powers that required a fair bit of training and daily meditation to master. Using her gifted spiritual abilities still necessitated a lot of focus. When she was in control however, it was admittedly easier to practice them.When her curious gaze fell upon the manhood she had just revealed, this essential part of the man seemed to be bowing down to the blue haired demoness. A courtesy Raven wouldn't have minded not having in this case. She would like it better if that thing shared the same level of assurance she herself had, confident and upright. Seth s coy rod still looked promising though, just seemed to be in need of a little more encouraging. As Raven straightened herself in front of the petty criminal, her copy unwrapped her arm as well. You ll have a funny story to tell your boss. Ghostly arms held his shoulders, beginning to squeeze and massage them. More like your former boss. Raven corrected herself. Her copy circled around the chair and walked past the man. Instead, she relocated herself behind Raven. Reaching for her neck, she removed the girl s cape. If you could make it out alive. Raven exaggerated the difficulty of going through with her intimacy. It surely was a difficult task however, pleasing the half demoness. From behind, her copy hugged her agile frame. One hand gently cupped her breast, the other brushing her side. I don t want to hear any questions Surely an odd display of her powers that could make anyone question how she used her abilities behind closed doors. The ghostly presence s one hand slid down the heroine s side, following the gentle contour of her form. The other drifted away from her bust and slowly ran down her body. Only replies. Both hands curled in over her pale thighs to rub Raven s sex. While his hands were restrained, something he could not do.As she leaned down in front of the man, her copy silently vanished. Raven s own hands held the criminal s knees. Her eyes returned to normal as well. Open up. She parted Seth s legs, making some room for herself between them. Pretty sight of her shapely legs left the young man s point of view when Raven sunk to her lovely knees. Soft but chilling fingers closed around the base of his cock. Who do you work for? The heroine questioned. Her clenched fingers began to move up and down on his member, to give it the encouragement it seemed to need. Seth breathed heavily as the ghostly Raven moved her arm off his neck and began to massage his shoulders. It actually felt quite good, all the sexual tension aside. Working hard and rough in a criminal organisation took its toll on his body, and Seth had never found the time to relax. He moved and stretched his shoulders with her hands, sighing at the relaxing feeling it brought, almost making hm forget where he was and the situation he was currently in.Disappointed when the ghostly apparition stopped, he looked curious as it walked back towards the real Raven. That was when things started getting more heated. He watched nervously as her cape was removed, then the figure hugged and cupped the heroine from behind. He registered her implied threat of his doom if he didn't comply, but that doom was seemingly arousing him further. His bare cock twitched, once when she mentioned making it out alive, and once again when he saw her ghost's hands feel its way across Raven's body and breast. He was imagining himself in the ghost's position, how the heroine's breasts might feel in his own hands.He nodded quietly, happy to enjoy the little show she was putting on, but starting to get a little frustration at his helplessness, unable to touch or feel her body the way her copy was doing. His eyes were glued to the ghostly form's hands, following their every move from how they traced along her bust, to how they rubbed at the leotard costume right between her legs. His feet shifted in the chair, his shaft slowly growing bigger and straighter as he continued to watch her essentially play with herself. It felt like he would tell her anything she wanted to know, as long as she continued to give him a show, continued to play and tease with me.Seth was pushed back into reality when her copy vanished. He looked down as she knelt in front of him, his cock quivering in her face as she was there between his legs, her fingers finally on his sensitive cock. It felt so good, even better than he imagined. Her cool hands were like heaven for his cock as it rose immediately to her touch, throbbing and trembling for her, precum starting to leak from the tip."Aaah please... I can't say, I really can't..." The first rule he was given when he joined: Under no circumstances will you reveal who you work for. Now that rule was in direct conflict with Raven's question, a question he desperately wanted to answer, knowing it would please her, which in turn would please him. But he just couldn't do it... the consequences, it would be too much for him. Neither the prettiest, nor the sexiest woman among the superhero community, Raven still had a distinct charm of her own. Seduction tactics wasn t this fussy goth s strong suit. However, she liked playing the bad girl, the rebellious soul who imposed her understanding of justice. Frankly, it was quite satisfying to be the little demon who made the deserving criminal s skin crawl. The moody heroine was certainly hard to please, but still enjoyed having some influence on others, that she could make a stranger s cock stiff at will. However, tonight wasn t just about flattering her own ego. She indeed was willing to learn the villain behind this secret operation. And the confident heroine was sure that a name will be given to her eventually.Pale fingers held the man s shivering member firmly, stroking it up and down in an unhurried fashion to make the veins on the shaft swell in excitement. Uh huh. She didn t take him seriously, that he could actually manage to keep his boss identity to himself. One way or another, she would make him talk. A final stroke brought her clenched digits to the tip of his upright member. Her free hand slid on the seat like a little shovel and slipped under the man s package. Clutching his balls from below, she pulled those orbs closer to herself, eager to make them heavier. Right now, he might have thought Raven s teasing was amusing, but without a relief, things could get uncomfortable really fast. She gave Seth s balls a tender squeeze, just to emphasize her current ownership on them. Do you want me to make them as blue as my hair? Half closed eyes of the demoness looked up at the young criminal, his stiff member casting a subtle shadow on her cute face. She couldn t be considered a talkative girl. Also, didn t have a big mouth either. After her question, her lips parted, her mouth slowly opening behind the man s cock. She pulled her hand away from the man s balls, instead placing it over one of his knees for extra support. Her other hand remained around his shaft, slowly sliding down to the base. It surely felt quite rigid in her soft hand, but she didn t need to bend it too much to align the tip with her mouth either. Slightly tilting his erect member towards herself, Raven drew her parted lips closer to its thick head.Compared to the cold night, her breath was warm. Her pink tongue stepped out of her mouth for a small guidance. Subtle shimmering of his precum didn t make her look down as she kept her squinted eyes on her victim s handsome face. Above her violet eyes, her thin brows moved down. Soon, a sinister smirk stretched her mouth as well. Her lips closed, however not squeezing the man s cock between them. What? You thought I was gonna suck you? Instead, she pulled her face back, leaving the shade of her cock. You wouldn t last a minute Raven assuredly claimed. Her fingers snapped next to her. A magical construct appeared with her command, purple in color and translucent like her now absent copy. It enclosed Seth s quite eager looking member like a makeshift condom, however lacked the thinness of one, hence wouldn t make him feel much if one were to touch it.A second time Raven opened her mouth. This time, her lips found the target. She let his cock enter her mouth, albeit while being in a sealed envelope of her magic. Her head began to move up and down on his cock, her tongue sampling the rather tasteless magical construct around his skin. Too bad that he couldn t feel the texture of her tongue, or softness of her lips. Why did it have to be tonight, under these circumstances? The thoughts raced through his head as the heroine in front of him was gently stroking his shaft. Under any other circumstances, he would have blabbed about anything she wanted to know. The fact that she said she would fuck him as long as he spoke was music to his ears, and he truly would tell her anything and everything. But tonight, this was the most important task of his short criminal career so far, one he could not fail no matter what. Yet here he was, restrained and being jerked off by a mysterious gothic heroine, feeling hot and aroused, but conflicted. He didn't want to jeopardise the mission he had already failed even more by revealing his boss, but her cool hands felt so good on him, and he had a feeling she was going to get angry if he didn't answer her questions.His cock stood straight up at her, aroused to full from her simple touch. It quivered as her fingers trailed up to the tip, ready for more. Seth gasped, half in pain and half in pleasure as she got a hold of his balls. He really was just a worthless thug, being humiliated by the girl in front of him, unable to fight back against her magic and finding himself wanting more. "No... please..." He was almost begging her as it began to feel uncomfortable with her grip on his balls. Then, to his relief and surprise she left his balls go, leaning in with her mouth open right on top of his cock. It throbbed with excitement as he could almost feel her warm breath and lips close in around his shaft. He closed his eyes, ready for the feeling of her lips around his shaft, and her warm wet mouth surrounding his cock...Fuck. She stopped. He opened his eyes to look at her, seeing the teasing, devilish look in her eyes. She wasn't wrong, he would probably erupt within a few seconds of her lips and tongue making contact.He was about to protest when she used her magic again, this time the purple energy surrounding his length. Though he could see the magic, he couldn't feel it around his shaft. There was no coolness or tightness from the magic condom, no feeling of something wrapping around, there was just... nothing. Like a sexual nightmare, she began to suck and lick on his cock over the magic condom, and he could feel nothing. He could see her head bobbing up and down, her tongue running around the edges of the magic, her lips surrounding his cock. But he could feel none of it. His cock stood hard and rigid, throbbing as his hips moved, hoping he could feel some kind of contact."Please Miss Raven, please!" He begged. It was unbearable. His arousal had made him rock hard and ready, but this tortuous magic condom was ruining it all. His body was conflicted, not knowing what to feel. He struggled in the chair, getting more desperate for her touch. It was so tantalisingly close, yet it was so far. Although the magic didn t alter the size or stiffness of his shaft, it surely blocked his fun. Raven too would have preferred a more direct contact, but the little demon within her also liked to torment. Her cheeks caved in as her lips slid up and down on his zealous member. The surface she sucked was rather smooth in comparison to the veined texture it covered. It tasted like plastic and wax combined, certainly lacking the essence of an eager boy s authentic excitement. Her eyes closed, she wandered her pursed lips along the length of his member, the lips he sadly could not feel against her rigid skin. Mhm.. mhmm Seemingly not caring the isolation of her magic, her head bobbed up and down on his cock, sucking the newfound purple finish of his manhood in a cum hungry fashion.While the young heroine practiced her cock sucking skills on the poor criminal, pitiful complaints of her victim opened her violet eyes. They were drawn up as the teasing goth looked up at him. Small digits of the girl held the man s cock from its root. A thorough stroke moved her enclosed lips up the shaft as she drew her mouth off his member. Pop. Instead, she stuck her tongue out, lapping his poor cock, from the balls up to the tip. What s wrong? Raven asked with a smirk she didn t try to hide. I thought you liked me. Tip of her index finger pressed on the tip of his cock, twirling it in a small circle. A considerable resistance accompanied her finger, probably enough to make his girlfriend jealous, if he had one that is. Regardless, Raven doubted she could compete with her anyway.Pretty eyes of the heroine momentarily glowed white. No verbal incantations were needed for small spells. Thus, she didn t need to say anything as her magic released one of his hands. Put your hand on my hair. Raven ordered the young man. A small task to do while she resumed performing her interrogation tactics. If he had been a good little criminal, perhaps she could allow him to put his hand on other places as well. For now however, base of his cock once again grasped by her cool fingers, Raven lips formed a wide 'O' around the thick shaft. Once on the rails, Raven s stretched mouth ran along his shaft. Up and down, up and down her lips grazed his encased member. This time, more aggressively as well, swift enough to add a mild sway to her breasts. Like a chocolate covered ice cream bar, she continued to suck him. Each stroke made her purple magic a little thinner. Since it wasn t quite thick to begin with, the change was imperceptible to the naked eye, but he surely could feel the diminishing of the purple layer. Eager strokes of Raven s lips eventually melted the annoying magical sleeve. Her lips now firm on her bare skin, her saliva greased his cock. Up and down, up and down Before long however, Raven s treatment came to an irritating stop. The heroine removed her tender lips from his cock, not before slurping the head of his member a last time though. Her tongue ran across her lips to wipe off the excess precum. She got to her feet soon. Holding his shoulders, Raven put her knee between his legs as she leaned in closer to make him see the lips that used to suck his cock better. Name! The blue haired heroine asked, grinding her knee against his package. Seth was bucking his hips to her head's movements, hoping maybe if he pushed up against her mouth he would be able to feel something. But the magic sheath held his cock hostage, letting him grow but not letting him feel her touch. He could see her tongue and lips running along the purple shaft. His arms were pulling harder against the magic that bound them, trying to take control of the situation so satisfy the need that the gothic heroine was denying him. He knew deep down she was doing this on purpose to torment him, but his desire and lust clouded his rational thoughts as he was giving in to her, likely playing exactly into her hands.He gulped seeing her lips pop off his length. Even without the touch, the sight and sound of it was so satisfying, he just wanted her to go back to sucking him off. "I I do!" He didn't want to offend her. Perhaps he didn't really like her, but he was definitely enjoying her teasing, as it was considerably more kinky than the mindless sex he had had with various prostitutes. Just her teasing had awoken a deeper, base arousal within in he had never felt before. And like an addict, he needed more.Fearful of her wrath, he winced and leaned back afraid as she chanted some magic. He found one hand free after her incantation, which confused him until she ordered him. He gladly obliged, putting his hand on her head to feel the silky touch of her dark hair. This time, her teasing blowjob felt even better, as he felt the illusion of control, like he was making her suck him off while guiding her head with his hand. In reality, he was afraid to do anything outside of what she said, but that didn't stop his horny mind imagining the fantasy situation. What's more, the magic condom on his shaft was slowly disappearing, building his hype up more as he could see his cock clearer with every stroke. He could almost feel her too, the warmth of her breath, the wetness of her lips... the magic had gone! He was really feeling her mouth around his member, her lips and her tongue running along it, covering it with her saliva. "Aaaahh yyess ahhh." He moaned with her movements, his hand applying pressure against her head as he felt himself finally starting to build up to a climax.No! She stopped abruptly, making him look down in frustration and fear. Did he do something wrong? His hand came off her head, dropping by his side. His eyes were glued to her lips, clearly wet from the saliva and precum. He was still staring when she leaned in against him, gasping as her knee found his crotch."Its Shizi! Shizi Kozhin! The Black Curtain!" It was too late now, he said it, even the gang name. He was just so desperate, he needed more of her, and while his lust was clouding his judgement, he didn't care what he said. It appeared to be that the man behind the curtain was another curtain. Despite not being a renowned seductress unlike some of the other big players in Gotham, her little interrogation proved to be a success in the end. Raven chose to stay silent for a moment, quietly keeping her skeptical gaze upon him. The name given to her by this low level criminal turned informer didn t sound familiar. However, she doubted the man would make it up as well. He appeared to be afraid of the consequences of snitching on his boss, but also didn t seem to be lying at the same time. I believe you. The heroine nodded in confirmation. Doesn t ring a bell though. She snapped her fingers, freeing the man s other hand as well. Her bare knee left the close proximity of his excited package as the blue haired girl put her boot back to the floor.This small visit to Gotham turned out to be a quite fruitful operation. Next to the villainous plans she had come here to search for, Raven now had a name to link to it as well. Of course, the information she had just extracted might have led to an unfortunate end to Seth s underworld career, but this wasn t her concern. At least, like any other man with a hardened cock, things other than the potential end of his young criminal life seemed to interest him more at the moment. Next to the chair, the heroine reached down to grab the package he was sent to retrieve. You don t even know what s in here, do you? Holding it up, the experienced heroine made a guess. It didn t feel abnormally heavy, but it wasn t that big anyway. Wrapped in paper bag, a string was tied around the box shaped object. Hold it up for me. Raven lifted one of his arms and put the package on his palm. As she turned around, pleasant view of her shapely rear came to the view. Deliberately leaning down a little, the gothic heroine lowered her hips, sitting on his lap. Like the package she handed over, her body didn t weigh much. It would have been cruel to force his stiff cock to bend under her bottom. So she didn t disturb it, instead allowing his member to keep towering just behind her body and against her close fitting leotard. A rough estimate of how far it would go if Raven were to take it inside. Let s hope it s not a bomb. Raven coldly suggested. Since he was the one holding it, this indeed wouldn t have been nice. Above the package, two pale digits pinched the string, slowly pulling it up to undo the makeshift ribbon.Once unpacked, the unwrapped package appeared to be just a book. Hmm She opened the hard cover, flipping the pages. The middle section was carved out, hiding a small device that looked like a thumb drive. It could have been encrypted, but she thankfully had a tech savvy teammate who could deal with that. Raising her firm butt, the heroine got to her feet to face the criminal again. Now that it s out of the way The blue haired woman started. She lightly kicked one of the legs of the chair. The magical construct collapsed, no longer supporting the weight of the man. Her fingers danced in the air to create another object instead. Magical words summoned a purple collar around Seth s neck, which Raven tucked a finger into. She didn t feel the need to finish her last sentence, but it would have included something about fucking. She tugged at the ghostly collar, intended to lead him into one of the many abandoned houses alongside the dark alleyway. Seth was sweating profusely as she looked at him quietly after he gave his answer. Was she not pleased with it? What else could he say? He opened his mouth to try and salvage the situation, but she cut him off.I believe you. He sighed in relief, his free hand wiping the sweat off his brow as she freed his other hand. Was that it? Was she letting him go now? Her knee left his crotch and he sat back in a more relaxed manner, glad that the potentially deadly ordeal may be over. His excited cock was still bouncing up as she stepped away. He looked down embarrassed but made no move to cover himself. She didn't seem to mind his member pointing straight up at her, so he wasn't going to do anything until she spoke.He shook his head while she found the other, less excitable package. He gulped as he held the small package, his eyes glued onto Raven's ass, his legs almost trembling as she sat on his lap. He longed to press his cock between her cheek, feel the smooth flesh surrounding it. But he didn't dare move, sitting still while she opened the package. He was entirely focused on not offending her with his perversion which he was sure she knew about. It seemed the worst was over, but she could turn around and snap his life away at any time, so he wasn't going to take any risks. He kept quiet as she opened it to find a book and began thumbing through it. He didn't want to know what was in it, just in case he was miraculously allowed back into the gang, he didn't want to be exposed for reading the boss' secrets."Wha wha!?" There was little time to react as the heroine stood up from his lap and dissolved the chair he sat on. He fell downwards but was stopped as she found a finger into the new purple collar around this throat. It felt like the complete humiliation, being collared like a slave for this girl. Yet at the same time, Seth could not think of something more satisfying than to please her, and in turn be pleased by her."Where are we going?" He asked, quickly following along as she dragged him away into the darkness of an abandoned house, hobbling after her with his cock still out in the open. He had grown slightly softer now, but it still held a rigid shape and stuck out larger than it normally would be when it was flaccid. Not feeling the need to keep one digit tucked into the man s collar, Raven chose just to walk in front of her surprise company. There was only one direction he could take in this alley, while the other led to a dead end. In this chilling night, the heroine s legs shined out like two short lampposts. The one piece garment that covered her form from the crotch to the shoulder stretched across her shapely hips with each step the woman took. Closefitting fabric hugging two round cheeks: it constituted an intriguing source of motivation to chase them without really knowing where they would lead, if the mere hope of fucking the subjectively strongest titan wasn t enough of an encouragement in its own right. She had done questioning the nameless criminal by now, however he seemed to have something to ask.Upon hearing the man s fair inquiry, the heroine stopped moving. She sharply turned around to face him instead. One index finger poked him in the chest. Nowhere. The woman replied. She had always been a woman who valued privacy and liked seclusion. Tonight too, she wouldn t have minded if this intimate occupation remained a small secret. Similarly, she assumed Seth wouldn t be willing to hear the rumors of a henchman ratting out his boss either. We ll go nowhere, and do nothing. She repeated again. In this shady region of the city, amongst the worn buildings, it wouldn t have been entirely inaccurate to claim they were in the middle of nowhere anyway.Ready to pick a random door now, Raven cast a simple spell. No flash of light appeared, no magical erected from the ground. Instead, a chain of clicks were heard along the alleyway as the doors unlocked themselves upon the demoness wish. This way. Admirable hips of the moody heroine swayed in the alley again. Her pale fingers curled around a randomly picked door handle. The door creaked as she cracked it open. It opened to a rather modest room. It certainly lacked the comfort of her home, or anyone s dwelling place for that matter. The walls were weathered, the floor dusty. An old single bed pathetically lay at one side, a broken cabinet barely stood in the opposite corner. Hardly a luxury suite, but Raven sometimes liked it dirty.After glancing around the room for a while, her violet eyes once again found her unexpected partner. Her brows moved down with her gaze, disappointed that the man s exposed member didn t look as stiff at the time. What is this? She swiftly clutched his package, slender fingers groped him. Huh? As the bossy heroine squeezed his promising manhood a few times, an unseen force slammed the door shut behind the man. Her cool fingers didn t linger on his cock, however. Raven took a step back. Start rubbing it. The blue haired woman ordered, crossing her arms below her nicely defined bust. Pale legs slightly parted, she began tapping her boot against the floor, waiting for his cock to reach the desired length and hardness. Following along behind the heroine, Seth felt like he was only half conscious. He couldn't quite process all that had just happened, from losing his precious package to getting a blowjob by the beautiful heroine. He was still stuck in a state of disbelief, blindly following after her with his eyes glued to the majestic thighs and legs that stood out against her dark outfit. They were like beacons of light in the darkness of the alley, drawing him in."Nothing?" He was confused, but continued to walk after her in the hopes of something. She was a mysterious woman, and the unknown allure of her drew him in, in the hopes of getting more. He had a faint idea of what she had in store for the two of them, but could not tell from her body language or her answer. She could just leave him trapped in some abandoned house for the cops, or she could bring him away just to dispose of him as a witness. There was nothing he could do about it but hope, rather ironic for criminals like him, who gave up on such abstract and frankly delusional concepts when he joined the gang.He wasn't surprised anymore as she easily unlocked a random door and brought him into the room. It was dark, dusty and clearly abandoned. Was she going to just leave him here? Or was she going to reward him for his information on his boss?"H haah ahh! I'm sorry!" Seth yelped, groaning as her hand found his semi hard member. It felt good under her cool touch and it slowly came back to life, getting bigger, uncurling from his balls as blood flowed through once again. His hips moved with her fingers and he was found groaning in a begging fashion as her fingers left after that brief moment. "Yes ma'am." He quickly got to work under her orders, his own hands stroking his length to bring it up. It felt nowhere near as good as her slender fingers, as Seth was used to his rough hand on his cock. In fact, it felt worse as he was rubbing it himself.He looked back at the heroine, absorbing her entire figure. The tight fitting leotard, the dark hair, the pale complexion, the bosum chest under her arms, the shining thighs, the sound of her boots against the floor. He used it all to fuel his imagination, imagining her hands, her chest, her wet pussy rubbing against his cock. He quickly got to full length, growing stiffer with each stroke as he imagined all the lewd things she would do to him while his hands stroked himself furiously to emulate those actions. Not entirely sure if her gothic presence accelerated things down there for the man, but she watched his cock grow in size and stand upright before her. The heroine trained her eyes on his manhood, impatiently waiting for it to erect into its full glory again. Faster. She was almost sure that the progress would have been a lot quicker if she had wandered her own hands on his cock instead of instructing him to rub it himself. Still, it didn t take long before Seth s eager rod confidently pointed to her like a loaded gun. A weapon that didn t threaten the assured heroine, but made her curious. She was definitely a hard woman to please. One boot tapping still, she didn t fail to find an excuse to scold him. Alright. I didn t say jerk off to me. Just make it hard. Making that thing sing: that was her job after all.Other than fighting crime, magic could make some everyday tasks a lot easier as well. However, Raven wasn t lazy enough to use it for everything. There was a reason she had ordered the man to stroke himself. She had other things to do first. Her hands were paired on her waist. Quickly undoing her golden belt, the young titan got rid of the said fancy accessory. One of her hands rose up next, stretching the neck of her one piece garment out. Her opposite arm wriggled and buckled as she pulled it out through the neck hole. Thankfully, her relatively petite frame made wearing such a tight costume easier. And also, taking it off. Similarly, she slipped her other arm out of the garment as well. Keep going! Raven demanded as she rolled the fabric down to her waist, which revealed a rather simple t shirt bra. The black undergarment cupped her orbs and emphasized a pale cleavage. Stooping over, the flexible fabric of her leotard ran down her shapely legs to puddle at her feet. Narrow straps of a black thong modestly covered her essential parts. In the back, the fabric disappearing between her pale cheeks.Once out of her costume, Raven stepped forward again. What? You thought I didn t wear anything under it? She guessed the question in his head. Now that she was done stripping, mostly at least, Seth could stop playing with his cock. Instead of his own hand, Raven s soft fingers encircled the man s rigid member. The easiest way to stir a man, holding the handle between his legs. Move! The blue haired heroine walked him in the room. A few steps were enough to bring him in front of the only armchair in this long abandoned place. The furniture was old and tattered, but wide enough to host two. Down. She pushed him onto the seat, letting his hips meet the ragged cushion. Her own moved soon after. The half naked heroine herself climbed onto the furniture. Her parted knees pressed on the seat at each side, sole of her boots pointing towards the wall behind her. It s Miss Raven. The demoness corrected him. Don t make me repeat it again. Her hands slid up his chest and held him by the shoulders. Her delightful hips swayed back and forth. Raven began to grind her panty clad pussy against his rigid cock, stimulating him, and she herself as well. As the armchair squeaked with the rhythmic sway of her waist, Raven demanded an additional support from behind. Hold by butt. His hands moved faster on her orders, stroking up and down his manhood. He wanted to please her, and if that meant jerking off as she watched, so be it. He groaned as he actually felt himself slowly building up to an orgasm. Was she waiting for him to finish in front of her? He kept going until she told him to stop, stopping abruptly when she scolded him. Did he go too far?He looked at her, hard cock in hand as she stripped in front of him. He was glued to her pale skin as more and more of it was revealed in front of him. Just the sight of it got him harder than his own stroking. Her body looked gorgeous. He stood with his mouth open as her costume came off. Her beautiful perfect breasts were just inches away from him, with one small layer of fabric surrounding them. His eyes darted from her chest to her crotch, unsure of where to look at. Her cleavage and womanhood were equally tempting to him. Seth quickly got back to stroking as she spoke up again, worried about disappointing her. He was so close to feeling that naked body press up against his, he would obey any of her orders just for more of a glimpse and more of a touch."Uh no I " Seth stammered, his hands falling to his sides as she reached down, letting her take over his cock. It felt so much better than his own hands. Just the touch of her soft fingers nearly sent him into an orgasm as he held himself back, following her towards the chair and planting himself down on it. It felt old, dusty, and filthy. His bare hips made contact with the cushion as a small cloud of dust was blown away from the impact. However, he didn't care about the state of the armchair or his skin. With Raven climbing on top of it after he sat down, nothing else mattered."Yes Miss Raven." He moaned, his arms coming up from behind to support her. "Aahh ahh...yes..." He was getting overwhelmed by the situation as the thin fabric of her thong rubbed up against his hard cock, now at full mast and ready to burst at the seams. His eyes were drawn to the cleavage in front of him, getting lost between her bosom globes. Her hands held onto her butt, timidly squeezing the flesh between his fingers. He didn't want to anger her, but he couldn't help himself. He had no idea if he was going to be able to last under this tortuous teasing, his cock throbbing and ready to burst at any moment. Although most of her daily workout consisted of mental training rather than physical practices, next to her meditation sessions, the heroine took good care of her body. She had a rather fit form, as Seth could now verify. And given how long and rigid his cock had grown to be before the woman s pale frame, he seemed to like it as well. By now, he must have accumulated a generous supply of lust in his balls. And Raven was willing to drain them, put it to good use. Reward his throbbing member for the man s compliance. Or maybe, more than anything else, it was just a selfish desire to satisfy her own needs. Criminal or not, she could use a competent cock deep into her folds. That is, if an insignificant thug could handle a half demon.Grinding herself against the man s excited cock certainly didn t feel bad. A pair of hands to hold them from behind, she danced her hips on his lap. Seth s fingers felt warm on her cool rear, while her womanhood began to heat up. Saturating her modest panties, some of her excitement leaked to smear on the man s firm shaft. Sure she was getting wet, but she could also keep rubbing her pussy on his cock for a long time, whilst he couldn t last that long. And it kind of would have been a waste if she let his cock sing right now. Instead of swaying back and forth in a dance of tease, Raven s pale hips stopped moving. She reached back, patting on his one hand. Ok. Hands off. Raven asked. I want to go down. As told, the blue haired heroine climbed off his lap. Another time this evening, she dropped to her lovely knees in front of him. One by one, petite digits closed around the base of the thug s shaft. Her other hand move up as the young crime fighter patted her own head, not feeling the need to vocalize her demand. Inside her mouth, the woman s tongue wriggled and curled. Soon, a stream of saliva flowed down from her pouted lips. After landing upon the tip of his rigid cock, it ran down the side of his member. Eyes on me! She tucked her shoulder length hair strands behind her ear, while her own violet eyes stared up at him.Magenta lips squeezed the man s shaft, not all of it so that her tongue could be mobile. Below the cold stare of her eyes, Raven began sucking him. The poor little criminal seemed to be already on the edge. The heroine knew he was close, but didn t know how many strokes would eventually make him surrender. Maybe 10 or 9? Her slippery tongue twirled around the head of his cock. Or would it be more like an 8? Tip of her tongue flicked against his hard member, collecting some precum out of the tip. 7 was a good number as well, pretty lucky. Her head bobbing up and down, soft lips rubbed against the stiff skin. Perhaps 6, it sounded like sex after all. Raven slurped his cock, enjoying the taste and texture of it. 5 4 Sealed lips imprisoned his member within her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down a few more time. 3, 2 and 1. Seth's breathing came rapidly as his cock throbbed against her lower lips. He could feel the moisture leaking out of her panties as he tried to host himself back. He really wanted more, and knew it might all be over if he came. Given how hot and sexy the situation was with the heroine, he could probably build up another load after an orgasm. It wouldn't nearly be as much as the first climax, and he didn't know if she would have the patience for that, worried she would be finished with him once she made him cum."Oh yes, of course." He complied quickly, taking his hands off as she got off his lap. While he was scared that he had offended her in some way, she didn't seem particularly angry as she knelt down in front of him, his rigid shaft directly in front of her face. Seth held back his moan when her fingers first found his shaft. His hips were already shifting to buck against her fingers. Without missing a beat, he put both his hands on her head, lightly pushing down on her blue hair as her saliva warmed and lubed up his length. He stared right back at her, his eyes not leaving her face. He shuddered at the sight of her, kneeling down half naked in front of him, hands on his cock with her lips coming down to his tip. This was as close to heaven as he was going to get.His moans came out quickly once her warm mouth surrounded his length. He began to push harder against the back of her head while her tongue swirled around his tip. "Aah ah Miss Raven! I'm gonna..." It was too much to handle. He gripped onto her hair aggressively as his body took over the final steps leading up to his climax. He pushed her head into his crotch, letting his cock slam deeper into her mouth. One more. Yes. Just one more. As her head bobbed up again, he slammed her head down, thrusting forward with his hips while his cock throbbed and quivered for a second as it hit the back of her throat.It exploded a split second later, accompanied by a loud groan of pleasure. He coated her mouth in his cum as he shot all his pent up load inside. The frustration from her teasing must have had a tremendous effect on him, as he had never cum this much before. He felt like every ounce of cum he had was being drained and shot out of him as he came, wave after wave. He held her head down he pumped out the rest of his orgasm, breathing heavily even as he finished.Looking down at the heroine, he quickly let go of her hair in a panic, thinking he might have gone too far as his sexual urges had taken over. "Sorry Miss Raven! I'm sorry!" He pleaded, hoping to appease her with an apology. In the end of so much tease, an instinctual urge of finishing the session in a long awaited, satisfactory climax couldn t really considered an unacceptable crime or a daring impudence. Her somewhat docile partner s suddenly peaked boldness still managed to surprise the confident heroine. Or rather, the sudden thrust that delved his member deeper into her mouth, the hasty pull that pulled her head onto his cock caught the pale skinned woman by surprise. Although possessing great magical potential, she was hardly a physically imposing individual, not really difficult to move around. Whilst sucking it at her own pace, the criminal s stiff rod grazed past the roof of her mouth, soon jumping down her throat. Glug! Pretty eyes of the heroine widened as her jaw stretched farther down below the root of the man s cock.The foreign object that plugged her mouth took away the ability of speech from the moody titan. Sloppy gargles and half distressed grunts accompanied the thorough penetration of her mouth. Gag! Ack Guck. Blue hair strands sticking out between keen fingers, two hands firmly glued her face to the man s crotch. Through its profound intrusion, her dexterous tongue was made to lie flat under the shaft. Running down her mouth, Seth s eager cock pounded the back of her throat. Its base pulsed in excitement between the heroine s rounded lips as she was tasked with swallowing the entire thing. Not every petty criminal could enjoy the distinct pleasure of fucking a renowned heroine s mouth, and he seemed to relish this rare opportunity quite well.The airflow to her lungs disturbed by a thick rod, Raven choked on the man s cock, while the lucky owner of the said eager member cried upon reaching an inevitable climax. She grabbed onto his lower legs as he began to dump the payload. Despite the generous amount of lust he apparently managed to gather up by now, already dirty room floor was spared from a mess as his member was rather confined. A thick stream of fresh seed ran down her throat. Like a campaign bottle shoved into her mouth, an uninterrupted current of cream moved down to her stomach. Gug Gug Gug With further throbs against her throat, the half naked heroine swallowed whatever the man dumped inside. Her lips spread around the thick member, one of her blue eyebrows rose up. Surprised, and a little distressed by the sheer amount of thick substance she was made to eat.Once her mouth was unplugged, Raven leaned back and sat on her grey butt. An audible gasp heaved her chest out. Wha Repeated coughs interrupted her words. Before continuing, she gulped down to further clear her throat. What the fuck? The woman questioned how much cum he managed to spurt. Her expression carried a surprise rather than anger or disgust. After such an outburst, his cock understandably might have lost its vigour. Hers was still strong, however. Without giving him a break, Raven grabbed him by the ankles, pulling Seth off the chair to lay him on the floor. My cough my turn. She got to her feet. The sounds of her throat gargling and choking on his cock had sent Seth's body into overdrive and he immediately regretted his decision and lack of control as she coughed and swallowed his load. He couldn't stop himself until he finished, but the horrified look remained on his face as he leaned back on the chair, hoping to put a bit of distance between him and the heroine, in case she decided to lunge out and destroy his existence.It had been a natural reaction, but he knew he should have controlled himself better. He had never had a sexual encounter where he wasn't in charge, so the idea of not being able to fuck and cum when he pleased was foreign to him. His normal encounters with paid prostitutes allowed him to dominate all of it, as the girls would do whatever he said or asked of them as long as they were paid. They never complained even when he was rough, as he paid them well. But here with Raven, with her powers that could snap the life out of him in an instant, he had no idea how she was respond to his sudden actions and could only beg and plead for forgiveness."I'm so sorry Miss Raven, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He continued to blabber on, watching her cough and swallow what remained of the semen he deposited in her mouth. Was she going to kill him now? Wretch the life from him with her magic, tear the soul away from his body? He sat as time seemed to slow to a crawl, all the possibilities of his doom flashing before his eyes as she recovered and regained her composure. "Auh ahh!" He cried out as she pulled him down, feeling the cold, dusty floor under him. "Please don't kill me Miss Raven! Please!" He pleaded, not quite listening to her words while she stood up over him. He remained lying there on the ground, his body frozen in fear, unable to move, only able to watch in fear for what she might do to punish his grave mistake, forgetting about the burning lust of the heroine. A prominent sour taste was still present in the young crime fighter s mouth. Given the generous load she was made to swallow, it was a flavour likely to linger for a while too. The offender of the crime, he seemed to know he was in trouble, his regret as deep as his cock was a few moments ago. Apparently, Seth was a little misinformed about how the hero business worked, enough to assume this one would murder him, right there, right now. Raven still played along. Squinted eyes frowned down upon the man. I believe I saw a few dumpsters outside that I can fit you in. The heroine crossed her arms across her chest. Not that I can t put you in smaller ones, but still She glanced around the small room they were in. Dark, shady and abandoned. Why would I bother though. Right? It s not like anyone can find your body in here. A small smirk perked the corner of the girl s mouth.As the demon s concerned partner lay on the cold floor, tip of the woman s one boot give his package a light nudge. If you ever come again Compared to how it throbbed in her throat a moment ago, his cock looked a lot tamer now. Raven was, of course, willing to change that. Right now, however, she actually didn t necessarily need that thing hard and stiff. The magical collar around his neck hugged him stronger. Without my permission Her smooth legs drew an upside down V as she glared at the man who lay below them. It may not end well for you. Got it? Her feet switched places as she faced the opposite direction. While her own violet eyes got to stare at a bland wall, he could admire the tempting sight of a half demon s pale buttocks, confirm how little skin her thong covered on her hips.Slender digits held the sides of the woman s underwear. It was infinitely easier to remove than her leotard, although that didn t mean she had to do it in a hurry. In a small demonstration of her flexibility, Raven slowly bent down, but her legs remained straight. The dark fabric stretched across her bottom, gently sliding down on her grey skin with the unhurried pull of her hands. After the full exposure of her butt crack, her bare pussy too revealed itself. The waistband of the dark undergarment brushed the girl s legs as Raven pulled it down to her ankles. Stripping her panties off her feet, blue haired woman straightened her back. Tongue out She instructed, one step taken backwards aligned her pussy with his head. Her hips moved down to obstruct his sight as she sat on his face, for the obvious purpose. The fear remained in his eyes as she spoke, only seeming to make his worst nightmares true as she described how she could dispose of his body. He realised he was just a nobody to her, someone that could go missing and no one would go looking. He nodded slowly, understanding the situation he was in, now his lust had briefly calmed down after his orgasm. His cock twitched under her boot. Though it was softer now, it still responded to her touch. "I won't do it again!" Now Seth knew he had to right his wrong. The collar tugged against his throat as an instant reminder for him. The heroine was merciful enough not to wretch the life from him, so he would obey her every word, and make sure not to lose control of himself again.As the was lying down on the floor, the sight of Raven standing above him stirred his desire once again. He had lost sight of her body when she was sucking him off, lost in the warmth of her mouth and lost in his own lust when he forcibly came down her throat. Now he could see her body in all its glory again, standing right above him, her pale legs coming down on either side of his vision with the firm and round ass right in front of his face. He could almost see under her thong given how thin it was. He was tempted, but didn't dare move his head to get a better view. He sat unmoving on the ground as the thin underwear slowly went down her legs and off, exposing the rest of the bottom and pussy to his eyes.Seth quickly stuck his tongue out on command, raising his wet organ out of his mouth towards her as her hips came down on top of his face. He had an idea of what she wanted and timidly swirled his tongue into her womanhood. He wanted to please her, to show her his worth. But at the same time, he didn't want to risk offending her by going too far without her command. So he licked softly and slowly, making sure not to go too fast, only the tip of his tongue reaching into her folds as he licked his tongue around her entrance, hoping it would lead to a positive response. Demon or not, like any other woman, a diligent tongue between her pale thighs, it was a weakness for the gifted heroine as well. Sitting on the little criminal s face was slightly uncomfortable. However, that was the point really, to have a little spike between her parted legs to stimulate her flower. Her lowerlips to press onto his mouth, Raven was willing to test how talented he was with his tongue, if he could use it as efficiently as he uttered his rather pathetic pleads. That being said, when she was in a state of horniness, when her folds were already damp, it wasn t necessarily very difficult to ignite an excitation between the heroine s legs. Gentle treatment of the man s tongue did its job, teasing the moody titan and tickling her womanhood. As usual, her glances were cold and serious, her mouth, however, began to stretch in an awkward smile as an insignificant henchman worked below her pale form. Not bad The blue haired goth gave her approval. Just because her pussy was already moist before he started licking it didn t mean she couldn t get any wetter than that. Hence, consistent strokes made her sex leak more in the process. When he thought the other option to be untimely annihilation, it was no surprise he made a good job at eating her. Mmm Keep going. Raven insisted, initiating a small dance atop his face to smear her nectar over him. Your cold, pantless body would have made a great example to the other criminals, you know. When he couldn t talk, she fanned the flames of his pussy licking motivations with more fabricated threats. After all, if she could still form such long sentences, that meant Seth had to work more vigorously. Further stimulation loosened Raven s knitted brows, moving them up her face instead.A little pale finger drew a vertical line in the air, tracing a circle at the end of its travel. The young heroine s magic took the form of a rope, one end attached to the ceiling, the other wrapping the man s ankles like an animated snake. Oh yes A subtle cry expressed the joy of her twinkling folds. With the flick of her wrist, the magical rope pulled on his feet, lifting Seth s legs up to stretch the young man s appendages out towards the worn ceiling. Stick it in! Yeah One of her hands twirled as she summoned her demonic powers again. A purple paddle appeared before the criminal s raised hips. Oh Faster! With each flap of her hand, the magical instrument planted a motivational smack across the handsome criminal s bum. Faster! Faster! Raven barked, waving her hand still. U uh Faster! Sharp swings of the magical construct accompanied the woman s repeated orders. Umm Yea! Faster!.. Fast! With the heroine's hips on top of his face, Seth couldn't see much of her body or expression. All he had to go on was her words and the movement of her body against his face. She could be preparing a spell to end him for all he knew, using these last moments to humiliate him before tossing him aside. He knew he'd have to please her to have a chance. Unfortunately, he had little experience in eating out a woman. All of his sexual experiences before were from paying woman to please him. He didn't know what he was doing, but pressed on as best he could.As his tongue moved slowly into her folds, he tasted the juices that flowed out. He licked and sucked them out in low slurping noises, his own lips meeting her lower lips as he pushed his tongue further inwards. Sharp breaths came in and out of his nose as he tried to breathe under her, getting more nervous with every word she said. It really seemed like she was just using this to toy with him before ending it. He swirled his tongue in and out, going faster to stimulate her more. His hands reached up to grab her bottom, massaging the pale flash in a circular motion while his tongue did the same, swirling in a circle inside of her.He gasped in shock and horror as he felt the rope on his ankles pulling his legs upwards. He went faster as she ordered, doubling down on sticking his tongue in as deep as possible, wiggling it around while his lips kissed and surrounded the folds around them. He licked quickly, using his hands to pull her bottom down harder on his face while he stretched to push himself upwards, pushing his wet organ as far as it could go, curling it up and pulling back. He repeated this over and over again, going as fast as he could. The whole ordeal was slowly bringing life back to his cock, but he didn't have time to worry about that at the moment. For a frightened criminal who feared succumbing to the cold hands of a most unfortunate death, he had a rather mobile tongue, working hard to appeal to the half demon s lust by performing a dance of lasciviousness to stimulate the young heroine s folds. It admittedly didn t require much expertise to tickle her senses when she point blank rested her sex on his face. When he might find the opportunity to breathe however, it was his problem and not hers. To spare himself a trouble in breathing, he just had to lick away. Given the quickly escalating wave of pleasure that hardened her breasts, the man wasn t doing a bad job at slurping her folds either. As the eager tongue within her love tunnel attended to the carnal needs of her pussy, firm hips of the blue haired crime fighter sprang up and down atop his face as if capering about would improve the somewhat limited range of the man s tongue. Oh O oh Deep voice of the moody titan cracked into pitched squeaks of pleasure. Her light weight was enough to glue her hips to the man s face, to imprison his tongue in the wetness of her pussy. Her knees slid on the floor as her thighs squeezed in. Faster! Fas Fas Uhh. Little tremors shook her pale cheeks. Her magic required concentration, it demanded focus, which was a bit difficult to maintain for the gifted heroine at the moment. The paddle that flew in the air, ropes that lifted Seth s legs, the collar around the man s neck all purple constructs of her magic collapsed in turn. First audibly shattered, then evaporated into mere dust. As muscles in her body began to give in also, Raven put her chill palms on the man s chest to support herself. It took some time for her parted lips to close, for her thighs to relax wider. However, she was indeed done. For now.Once gathered, Raven eventually raised her pale cheeks, allowing his partner s world to consist of more than just her damp folds again. Instead of her moans, soft thuds of her boots filled the room as the naked heroine walked alongside the man s legs. Her hands reached back, fingers pairing with each other in the back to unhook her dark bra. When she turned back to face the criminal, the undergarment lay on the dusty floor, her pale breasts looking luminous in the dimly lit room. Her sharp gaze swept his lain body, finally settling on his manhood. Lift it up. Raven ordered. After all, she had promised to fuck him, and she intended to deliver on it, when the size and stiffness of his cock met the heroine s standards, however. The faster and deeper Seth licked and sucked away at the folds on his face, the heavier and tighter her bottom felt. And the tighter the heroine tried to squeeze her pussy and thighs on his head, the harder it was to breathe. From her body's eagerness and her squeals of her pleasure, he knew he was doing the right thing to please her. The question was whether he could finish the job before he ran out of air. In a panic, his tongue swept across her folds as fast as possible, plunging and swirling around the wet crevice like a starving bear looking for honey. Each breath felt shorter than the last, and he wondered if this was her cruel way of disposing him. Forcing him to please her while he slowly but surely ran out of oxygen.The sudden shattering of her magic jolted the criminal back to reality. He had lost himself in a trance under her, and the sudden sound, then gush of her orgasm brought it back. He lapped and swallowed any overflowing juices, feeling more relaxed as her thighs moved to allow some air back into his system. Despite his near death from asphyxiation, his cock was standing strong, having grown bigger and harder while he was struggling for air.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Raven lifted herself up and off his face. His eyes had been adjusted to the darkness of her folds, and could now see the room around them clearly. They did not miss the sight of the titan walking down in her boots, and were soon glued to the hands that reached around and released her bra. His vision darted straight to her free breasts. The shape of how they hung on her chest, the perked up nipples in the center of them. He could not pull his eyes away and his cock grew before her orders were even given. "Yes Miss Raven." He replied automatically without thinking. He didn't know what she had in store for him next, but his member was already upright and trembling with excitement. Judging violet eyes measured the current thickness and length of a certain body part of the sprawling criminal. She was a picky woman, who didn t deem every cock that winked at her worthy of her time, no matter how eager the individual who happened to possess it might look. In this case, however, Seth s manhood met her requirements. It seemed to be at least, as there was only one way to really make sure it did. Assuming it had reached its full potential, that hardened rod only needed something to glide into. Independent of the size of the man s package though, half closed eyes of the young heroine painted an unimpressed expression on her pale face, like they always did, really. Hopefully, after dumping a generous amount of his seed down her throat not too long ago, he still had what it would take to handle a demon.While the charming sight of the young heroine s bare form served as a vivid motivator factor, her delusive threats darkened the mood in a game of intimidation. Do you think garbage truck visits this part of the town? With her legs spread, Raven towered above his waist. It was no longer the man s face what she intended to straddle. To pick up the trash, I mean. Her shapely legs bent as she started to draw her naked form downwards. Within the walls of a randomly picked room, the young heroine lowered her form. One of her hands reached down to blindly grip the base of the handsome criminal s cock, to establish a proper alignment with her bare sex. I prefer to be on top, if you don t mind. Raven steered the man s shaft in the necessary direction. When that thing firmly stood upright however, she didn t need to do much other than moving her cute hips down.Lowerlips of the heroine parted around the curvy tip of Seth s cock. Raven s pussy was not as big as her apparent ego or self assurance. However, a rather successful pussy licking session had done its job, greased her folds for a relatively smooth penetration. The young titan stabbed herself with her partner s stiff cock, letting the shaft slid through her opening. U u uh Her knees touched the floor as the man s solid organ disappeared into her love tunnel. Agh Her face twisted in a subtle grimace of pain as the blue haired heroine sat onto his upstanding member. At least, she now made sure it was indeed worthy of her time. Bend your knees up. Raven ordered. I want to lean back. The morbid feeling that this intimate act may be his last seemed only to excite the lowly criminal further. It felt like a forbidden taboo, for someone like him to be fucking a heroine like Raven, and he would have to pay the ultimate price for it. He lay unmoving on the ground except for his rigid member, mixed feelings of dread and arousal in an exhilarating combination as the heroine spread her legs above his shaft and began to lower herself onto him. Seth suppressed the moans from his mouth as he could feel her warmth just above his tip, holding himself back to stop himself thrusting aggressively into her.He could hear his every breath and every beat of his heart as her walls finally came down to surround his cock. The wetness and warmth that he felt with his tongue a moment ago now was overwhelming the sensations on his cock. He did what he could to stop himself thrusting, but could no longer hold back his moans, groaning softly with her as the tightness gripped him. He nodded at her words, raising his knees up to support her body. His thighs brushed along her curvy bottom and he experimentally raised his arms to her waist in an effort to hold her in place.Internally, he was screaming to fuck her, wanting to pump her body up and down while he ravaged her pussy, molested her breasts with his hands, and invaded her mouth with his tongue. He wanted to make her scream as he filled her with his seed, and for her to beg for more. But in reality, he kept quiet and still, only moving slowly to test the waters, or doing what she asked immediately. He knew he had no power over her, and now that he was inside of her sex, he did not want to do anything stupid that would abruptly end this moment. It was a tight hole what the lucky criminal had been requested to fill. At that, an intimate request, he didn t seem to mind fulfilling as the soothing moans he failed to keep to himself implied. Raven, of course, held the ability to meddle with the intensity of his partner s cries. An advantage of having the top position, to fuck him at her own pace. The heroine could bestow a mild pleasure upon his buried cock. Or, she could have overwhelmed him with hastier self inflicted stabs. It was surely him who did the penetration, but she was to decide how fast his embedded member grazed the walls of her little sanctuary. It should have been quite clear by now, that like any other demon, Raven too liked to tease her so called victims.Leaning back against the man s erected thighs, she straddled him, turning the bottomless criminal into a makeshift throne of flesh. U uuh With a little more exertion from the young heroine, her pale hips slid farther down on his lap, entirety of his member disappearing into the woman. Brushing past her firm breasts, her gaze found the hands that took her waist. Did I tell you to touch me? The demoness coldly asked. Her back rubbed against the man s thighs as she moved her hips up and down on him in a slow but rhythmical dance. Imprisoned within her, the heroine s walls scratched his shaft. One fourth of his cock alternated between being on the inside and outside of the young titan s pleasant folds.The more she sprang on his solid cock, the smoother his organ slid in her hole. Unhurried pace of the demoness wasn t enough to slake her lust, however. She assumed the same could be said about her partner as well, that he would have preferred a rather more ravishing session. Once again, subtle motion of her firm hips ceased as Raven sat still on the blunt spike that dug into her moist flower. Her eyes measured the pleasure of his partner who lay between her legs. What, you want more? It was pretty secure within the grasp of her tunnel. Twisting her waist, she twirled the man s member with her body. Uugh Her chill fingers placed just below his chest, the heroine leaned forward. Her clenched pussy lips slid up on his shaft, freeing the bottom portion of his cock. Pushing herself up and down, Raven fucked the criminal faster, allowing his cock to pound her tunnel like a fast moving piston. Ah AH! AH! The demon s cries got louder, and more frequent, as her pale body bounced on him. Up and down. Faster and harder. After she hammered down her hips one last time, Raven stopped. Tell me how you want it. Instead, the heroine leaned back again. No Raising his butt a little, she pushed herself down. Beg me for more. As tight, wet and perfect the inside of the heroine felt, it just wasn't enough. She wasn't going slowly, but it wasn't fast enough for Seth to really get off. His shaft was pulsing along with his heartbeat, ready to explode. It was just waiting for that trigger, that pace that would rub it the right way and send him over the edge. At the moment it just wasn't it. It felt like his cock was being strangled and pinned, unable to explode despite how good it felt. With Raven on top, he struggled to push his hips up to speed up the pace, as the heroine could move her hips accordingly.Seth took a quick breath and immediately moved his hands off her body. She was clearly offended by his touch. He lay his arms by his sides, unmoving even as they twitched with eagerness to hold and feel the heroine's soft skin. He knew better than to offend her again, especially while she was in control of his pleasure and his precious penis was buried inside her folds. Now he was afraid to make any more moves, not even attempting to thrust his hips up to meet hers. It pained him to lay there immobile while his body was begging him to go further."Hhu...ahh..?" He was in disbelief as she stopped, his building pleasure deflating for a split second before she got into motion again. He was almost about to apologise again, as he was simply desperate to continue their current intercourse. Thankfully, she continued, and with greater vigour than before. His warm body heated up even more as the cool hands landed on his chest. The sight of the heroine leaning into him as her hips fucked him was breathtaking. "Aah Yeah! Uaghh!" His moans sounded out along with hers. His hips started thrusting in motion as her hips went up and down, slamming the end of his shaft as deep as he could go. Yes. This was it. This was exactly what he needed..."No PLEASE!" He begged even before she told him to. He didn't want it to stop, he was so close, just a little more. "Please Miss Raven! Keep fucking me! However you want!" He was so on edge that he knew a slightly breeze or further teasing would send him over in a ruined state. He wanted to release and shoot his seed deep inside of her, not cum in a slobbering mess. While he was safe inside of her for now, he knew his orgasm was close and that the pleasure was seeping away with every second that she wasn't moving her hips. All the spiritual powers the half demon possessed, they didn t feed off of her victim s pain. Distressing them was more of a hobby for Raven, a twisted source of entertainment. During her heroic quest in Gotham, it was a cute victim whom she found. A strong one, in a way. After all, not everyone had the strength to put up with her teasing. Only, he didn t really do a very good job at it. Pleading and quivering, helpless and needy, just the way Raven liked her partners really. Sometimes, it felt good to play the villain, the torturer of overzealous cocks. And the particular one that pierced her pale lowerlips, that hefty thing reflected the man s happy desperation quite well. While his thick rod gave her a more direct sensation, his begging stroked her senses in a subtler manner. That was a terrible begging. The cunning titan claimed. Grey hips of the heroine began to grind on top of the criminal again. At this point, she doubted any action that didn t make her pale breasts bounce all around would be enough to satisfy the eager cock that stood firm within her. I m a demon, did you know that? She asked, although it should have been quite obvious she was no regular human. A white glow filled her eyes, her lips uttering the faint words of an unintelligible incantation. You may want to hold me. Once her demonic eyes returned to normal, Raven advised. Her round breasts slightly wobbled by an unseen force. A small creaking noise came from the nearby couch, and a bigger one from the old cabinets in the room. The single lightbulb that hung from the ceiling tilted backwards. As if the room itself came to life, every furniture shrieked against the floor.Mystical powers of the half demon changed the orientation of the whole room, slowly rotating it ninety degrees, like a ship turned on its side by a fierce Wave. Worn cabinets, dirty bed, old couch, tipped over chairs, basically anything that wasn t bolted down started to slide down to pile up on the wall behind the heroine as it was now the floor. Seth s feet too would soon meet the ground. He wouldn t be lying down on the floor, but standing up against the floor, or the wall, depending on one s perspective. His solid tool was embedded deep within Raven s pussy, but her body still needed the support of a pair of hands to keep her up, assuming he was strong enough to carry the weight of her naked frame. You wanted it hard? Raven put her own hands on the man s shoulders. Go for it then.

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In for a Zeni (Love&Cyran)

Dinner was on the table. It was a nice spread of soups, salad, meats but the only person sitting at the table was a young girl. The dining room was large, with beautiful furniture and a nice chandelier. Her father liked things to look like a palace and with the amount of money the company made, it was more than easy to live in a palace like home. Why did her father want to live in a palace? Because when he wasn t off fighting God s, he was a king of him castle. He was the strongest man and his wife, was the richest woman in the world. They wanted for nothing and that was just how Vegeta liked it.Bulla sighed as she looked at her noodles floating around in her ramen filled with veggies and steak, resting her cheek in her palm as she sat her elbow on the table. She missed her father, even if they weren t getting a long at the moment. When her mother and brother were busy with work, she always had her father to fall back on. To take her shopping or even just watch movies together, she was his special little princess and he treated as the treasure she was.Right now, she was alone at the big table that could fit all her extended family for dinner parties, but it had been a long time since she had seen any of them either. The idea of it was kind of sad as time seemed to be passing very quickly and she felt like she was stuck. Wasting time that she could be doing or becoming .someone more special than just daddies little girl. Moving some of her flowing blue hair behind her ears she picked up her chop sticks and began to eat quietly. She listened to her mother on the phone in the kitchen attached to the dining room. Listen to me you asshole. Bulma growled on her cell phone. There is no way in hell I will allow your company access to Capsule Corps processing information, I don t care what they of deal you made with my father years go or any small text. This is my company now and I will not cow tail to jackasses! Trunks was resting against the counter, his arms over his chest as he listened to this conference call his mother was on. He was the face of the company while Bulma ran the engine, again, leaving little Bulla out of the mix when her father wasn t home. Threats of any kind will not work on me. You have no idea the woman you re dealing with bud! Bulma slammed the phone on the counter and Trunks moved over abit, looking at the broken phone under her hand. Damn mom. He muttered and Bulma growled. That asshole thinks he can use a years old products arrangement to gain access to our information. If he wants a war, I ll be happy to give him one! Trunks smiled and nodded. Sure thing Mom! Bulla ate quietly as her mother and brother came back into the dining room, discussing just what they were going to to get ride of the man by the name of Mr. Robin out of their hair and out of their invention books. But none of them really talked to Bulla as she listened. She knew she wasn t being ignored. Her mother and Trunks loved her very much, but they were lost in their own issues. Once she was done eating she got up from the table and walked to her room. Bulla Trunks said, and Bulla turned around. Yea? Can you go to the laundry room and get my good suit out of the dry cleaning machine? He asked her as he stuffed food in his face and she cocked an eye brow. Bulma sighed, why did Trunks even bother his sister at all. Do I look like your slave?! Bulla asked, pressing a hand to her chest. You have two legs and the gifted ability to walk, you do it!! She growled, her aura already turning around her and Trunks swallowed his food, looking at her. Christ you re moody, go take a nap. He growled and Bulma kicked him under the table. OW! What was that for?! TAKE A NAP!! HOW ABOUT YOU TAKE A NAP FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!! Bulla screamed, energy snapping around her skin as she turned and stormed off down the hallway, lighting it up as she went and slammed her bed room door so hard it shook bowls off the table That s what that was for Bulma muttered. You know better than to order your sister around. Mom, she has to learn to be respectful. Dad has spoiled her rotten and needless to say, she may need to catch hands like dad did before she learns to be less bratty You know how much dad hit me? Trunks said and Bulma frowned. Trunks, he never hit you out of anger, he was training you, pushing you. I know that mom but, I know some level of respect now. She doesn t know that. She a pint sized dad. That s enough Trunks. * * * * * * * * *Bulla leaned against her door and sighed, tears prickled her eyes. She felt like she was in a shell that was to small and all her energy wanted to burst out like a fireworks cake. She took a few deep breaths to calm the lighting along her skin. Her boots lifted off the ground as if she were going to float, but she pulled herself back down to the carpet of her bedroom. This was going to drive her inside if she didn t do something about this! Her father had forbidden her from training and fighting, and through most of her life, that was ok by her. As long as her father was there to baby her and people to wait on her hand and foot, was just the life for a princess. But she didn t want that anymore.It felt as if centuries old wild blood coursed through her and she wanted nothing more than to run free. She walked to her balcony and looked out at the night sky. The stars were hard to see from all the light population of West City, and this annoyed her. That untapped well of rage was twisting inside of her, but she held it down. Dad wouldn t just take this. She muttered. He would do anything to grow .and so will I. She turned from the balcony and ran to her closet. Grabbing a backpack, she gathered clothing and things she would need before she put on a pair of tennis shoes, tight jean shorts, and a black tank top. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and looked at herself in the mirror for a moment before she smiled and blew herself a kiss.Walking to the balcony, she looked around and thought to herself how she would get to Aunt Chi Chi s from here without a car ..She climbed onto the railing of the balcony and looked down at the busy streets below her, her hair wavy in her ponytail. Closing her eyes, she focused on her energy and slowly her feet lifted off the railing as she began to rise into the air. Opening her eyes, she smiled and moved as a push of energy had her flying from the balcony.Just as she vanished on the horizon her bedroom door opened, Bulla hey, Trunks said but looked around as his sister was gone. Bulla? * * * * * * * * * * * HOOOO! Bulla shouted as the air buffered around her as she sped up to see how quickly she could fly and in honesty, it was rather fast! She found herself laughing when she got speeding along, it was amazing! Why would her father forbid her from this! It was her right! It took a few hours by flying, but when she saw the pointed tops of her Aunts house, she smiled.Slowly she lowered herself with a little uneasy footing to the ground and giggled, the energy in her body making her muscles buzz. The night wasn t to late, and judging by the lights being on, Chi Chi was still awake. Bulla knocked on the door and waited with a face happy smile on her face. Hello? Chi Chi said from the other side of the door, opening it slowly due to the late hour and knowing in their lives, literally anything could be out there. Only to find her sweet niece. How hello Bulla dear, what are you doing out here so late? She asked, looking around, Come in, are you ok? Is your mom ok? Bulla didn t go in but she didn t lose her smile, No, everyone is fine. Um Does Goten still live with you? She asked. And Chi Chi shook her head. No dear, he is a few mountain ranges over now why? Can Chi was cut off as Bulla launched like a rocket into the air, the wind spinning Oh dear, ok! Thank you Aunt Chi Chi Bulla said as she took off.It wasn t to long time she saw smoke coming from a house, it was the only one she had seen in miles so, she eased down to the ground and walked to the door before she knocked. It was the year 796 and Goten was bored. It had been twelve years since the 28th World Martial Art Tournament when Goku had flown off to train Uub, and in that time there had not been a single world threatening event in all of that time. Frieza had really dropped the ball on that whole "I will return" threat. Sure Goten had had a chance to go and battle again the Frieza Force from time to time with Jaco, but it wasn't like that was any real challenge to someone who could turn into Super Saiyan 3. He had even had elite units of the Frieza Force surrender as soon as he showed up, just because theythought he was Goku. Which of course disappointed Goten to no end. It had almost been enough to get him to cut his hair. Almost.Ever since Goku, Uub and Vegeta had gone to Vampa to train with Broly things had just been too quiet for Goten's liking. Sure ha dhad gone to school, like Chi Chi wanted, but it wasn't something he was passionate about, even though his brother's papers on the history of martial arts were very interesting, Goten was just much more of a hands on guy than his brother as. Maybe Goten would be a bit more satisfied with this Peaceful World Era, if there was actually some challenge for him here on Earth. But, with the arrangement all of the Z Fighters had with Mr. Satan there was no real pinnacle for them to push for with Goku so far ahead of everyone else and Mr. Satan putting a cap on how tough they could be in public.Goten had really come to understand the feeling of the people competing for fifth or sixth place, sure you were in the top ten, but you knew you were never going to get to the top.A lot of the others had learned to find their niche in this new normal. Yamcha was playing professional baseball Tien and Krillin had established a combined Crane Turtle School to train martial artists, Pan and Marin were two of their best students, Trunks was the nominal head of Capsule Corp. Everyone seemed to have a role in this new world except Goten. So he had decided to go off into the wildnerss and train, get back into the basics and try to get in touch with what martial arts had been like for men llke his Grandpa Gohan and Ox King.Chi Chi had been exasperated of course, not only was she the only one who seemed to be aging in their whole friend group, now her son was running off and acting just like Goku used to, even though he was now older than Goku was when he had died the second time. Something that always seemed to be brought up every time there were familiar dinners or gatherings.Trunks and Mai had gotten married a few years back, and everyone seemed to expect him to be next. And it wasn't like he was opposed to getting married, he certainly dated plenty of nice girls, just none of them seemed the right one. Something always seemed to come up and keep him from really settling down. Maybe he should go to Universe 6 and see if there was a Saiyan girl that he could get along with there. Maybe Caulifla knew somebody?These were the thoughts on his mind as he lay in a nice warm tub in his Capsule House after a long day of training. he had spent todayin the forest, just enjoying nature and meditating by the river, trying to get deeper in touch with his spirit and meditating on the world. He might not be as book smart as Gohan was, but he had really started to understand the principles of the spiritual part of martial arts in the last few years. When he had finished meditating he had taken time to just channel his ki, moving as much of it as possible from one part of his body to the other and back, it was all part of something he was working on related to flying, Super Saiyan forms and ki control. Maybe it would even lead to something that would help him figure out how to go Super Saiyan Blue.After training he had caught some really big fish and cooked it over a fire, though he wasn't nearly as good of a cook as his mom or Videl were. So even though he ate it all, it wasn't nearly as good as he knew it would have been with his family. It was moments like that that made him feel a bit lonely up here in the middle of nowhere. He closed his eyes, laying back into the water letting the heat soak into his muscles as one of his hands slid below the water to relieve a bit more tension in his muscles. He pictured some of the beautiful fighters he had met throughout his years of travel, especailly some of those pretty out there alien girls. Then when he was about to get all the tension out, he heard a knock on the front door and jumped, hands quickly flying through the air."Coming!" Goten yelled, before getting confused about who would be knocking all the way up here. thinking it must be something important for one of the Z Fighters to fly all the way out here he quickly jumped out of the bathroom and threw on a towel that covered him from hips to ankles. He left his muscled chest, certainly expanded since the last time he had been around all the Z Fighters, uncovered because it didn't seem that important. And because he wanted to kind of show off hois gains. he quickly came to regret that decision when he opened the door to find Bulla standing there.Bulla his best friend's little sister. Bulla the daughter of the second strongest Saiyan in the Universe. Bulla the daughter of Bulma, the second scariest woman in the universe. Bulla, the teenage girl who couldn't fl, and he didn't see her flying car anywhere. When all of this dawned on him he made the standard Son Family noise of surprise and embarrassment and quickly shut the door until he was looking at her through a crack in the door."Bulla! Ah, sorry, I thought you were someone else!" He said, not realizing that that kind of made it sound like he was expecting another person to be at the door, a person more comfortable seeing him in just a towel. Then he calmed down and gave her that adorable, confused Goku Gohan Goten look that all three men shared. "Uh Bulla, what are you doing here? And how did you get here?" He asked The times had been boring, this was true. It as a time of peace, prosperity and quiet natures. Most of the universe knew now that Earth was the home and under guardianship of some of the most powerful creatures. Goku and Vegeta were not to be fucked with, and everyone knew it. So Earth, was left alone to get and prosper, but for the bloodline of those great men, it meant boredom. Trunks had been ok with getting married and helping his mother run a trillion dollar business. But even he got ants in his pants and would rush off to train. His father wouldn t have him getting soft, if Vegeta wasn t there to protect Bulma and Bulla it was Trunks place to do so. His father would never forgive him .hell he might even wipe him off the earth if something happened to his mother and sister.So, as Trunks walked into Bulla s room and found it empty, when she had certainly gone in there, he got a little concerned. The balcony doors were open as the curtains fluttered in the night wind. Surely she didn t ..she cant fly. He walked to the balcony and looked around and down, but saw nothing. He couldn t even feel her energy. Weird . He said as he walked out of the room. Mom, have you seen Bulla? He asked and Bulma was loading the dish washer. No baby, she went to her room. She answered as she wiped off her hands and looked at him. Why? Well, I went to her room to ask if she wanted to go get some ice cream with me since I made her so angry .but she isn t in there. He said.Bulma cocked an eye brow, I didn t hear her leave her room .she s around here somewhere surely. She said and Trunks nodded. I m going to go look around. Bulma nodded and headed to her bedroom as Trunks began his search around the massive building.* * * * * * * * * * *Bulla stood at Goten s doorstep, rocking on her feet slightly as she hummed and looked up at the stars. For a second, she got lost staring at them. In West City the lights were so bright it was hard to see the stars sometimes. She remembers her father complaining about it, and that if he cut off the power supply to the city then there wouldn t be so much light pollution on the planet. Of course, her mother told him no to such a horrible deed and he backed down. It was just an idea anyway!But as she stood there looking up at the stars, she couldn t help but smile. The moon caught her eye and she wondered about it too. It was so big and round and always made her feel odd if she looked at it for too long. Of course, nothing happened, she didn t have a tail, but she always new that something was missing.The door opened and she turned her attention away from the night sky and to the man before her. She smiled wide at the sight of him, geeze, he did look just like his dad! Looked like uncle Goku was standing there! Younger and smaller of course, but that was damn near the only difference. She smiled wide when the door opened, Hi Goten! she pipped before she looked and saw he was just in a towel and her eyes got kind of wide. She looked like her mother, but her expressions where all her dad.The door shut as Goten hid himself from her view of his half naked body. She had seen naked boys before and she knew all that, but she totally wasn t allowed to have boyfriends or be alone with boys in any manner without her father leering. The shadow of Vegeta kept every boy away, so she was admired from afar by many. But her dad wasn t here right now, and she was already breaking all the rules. So! Who cared! There was her mother in her. Her way, or the highway.Bulla blinked a few times, confused why he would be so shy at first, then well she knew their families all talked to each other and she sighed, putting her hands in her pockets. The shadow of her father always lingered even if he was gone. But she replaced her saddened look with a smile. I fly here! She answered, before any other questions and lifted herself off the ground in a whisk of energy, doing a small back flip and hovering there. It was awesome! There is so much to see outside of West City! There is like dinosaurs running around and so many cute little towns! She spun in the air before she set her feet back on the ground. I m here to ask you to train me. She said, looking more serious now. My dad refuses, guess he doesn t want to hurt his perfect princess. Trunks isn t allowed or dad will kill him. She put her hands on her hips. And before you ask, I cant go train with Pan and Marin at the Crane Turtle School .they will tell my dad and he will come me personally. But! If I m out here with you, and being taught by the son of Goku, then I am still getting great training, right?! She slipped into his house, pushing her way through the cracked door opening like she owned the place. There is a small tournament coming up and I want to surprise Pan and Marin, by beating them! She was looking around his small place before she smiled at him, What do you say?! telling Bulla no, also came with its own level of fear for many, she made Bulma look tame and was only steps away from Vegeta. Flying was one of the thinks that separated the Z Fighters from the average martial artist. One of the first things Goten had done on this journey of self discovery that he had found himself on was go and talk to Tienshienhan about the history between the Crane and Turtle School and this flying technique that had once been the secret technique of the Crane School for hundreds of years. And now it was such a basic measure of the power that each individual Z Fighter could bring forward that Pan had started flying from the cradle. It normally took a huge amount of ki control and it was one of those things they usually learned after a bit of training in every other way.Honestly Goten had just thought that Bulla didn't really want to learn how to fly. She'd always seen more, well more like her mother, when it came to physical abilities, looks and interests. At least that had been Goten's impression. Her and Pan had always seemed to have the whole 'tomboy and girly girl' thing going. So to say Goten ws surprised that she had actually flown all the way out here, and now wanted him to train her was an understatement.He'd honestly be less surprised if Frieza had shown up, dressed like a mariachi singer with the rest of the Ginyu Force as his back up singer's and musicians.Goten did his best to jump back as she pushed her way through the door, her body pressing against his as she slid through the door. It took Goten a moment to realize that he had lifted his hands up to make sure they didn't bump into anything and quickly grabbed his towel to make sure it didn't fall down and nothing showed. He could definitely understand wanting to compete with people your own age as a goal and motivation for training. He and her brother had always been best friends and rivals at the same time. Butting heads in every tournament and way they could, just for fun of course.He thought about her request for a second, pecs bouncing slightly as he moved one of his hands to his chin to think, doing his best to look in every direction but where she stood. "So on one hand, I've got the second and third scariest people I know getting mad at me, possibly doing everything in their power to make my life a living hell because I trained their little princess a bit too hard. On the other hand, i have you here, mad at me at me if I say no. Which could probably be just as scary, at least until Vegeta's hair turns blue..." Goten said, his ex's had always said he was cutest when he was thinking."I guess that just leaves me with one question, do you know how to cook?" Bulla shoved her way in, she was strong, she of course was not anywhere as strong as Goten but for a young girl she was way stronger. She had lived a happy life of being daddy s little girl and she still loved being daddy s little girl, but as she was growing up, her powers were starting to have more control over her than her own desire to shop and spend days being a normal earth girl. Her Saiyan blood was too strong if anything Trunks was proving to be the more domesticated. It was rather small home, she was only used to her family s summer cabin being small, and it still was way bigger than this. But when you come from the richest family in the world, everything seemed small and unlavish. To Bulla it was a nice change of pace.She had been looking around when Goten almost dropped his towel and quickly grabbed it by the time she looked at him. She knew he would understand and wouldn t kick her right out. But then again, it was understandable to want to tell her no. She didn t want to consider how her father would react if something happened to her, with her mother in tow, both of them terrifying. Bulma would start off the beating and Vegeta would zap you to ashes till only a hole was where you stood.Letting him think it over, she walked around, checking things out and being a nib shit. With his considerations, she nodded, knowing they were all valid. But, he then asked if she could cook she damn near fell over in typical anime fashion. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him with a slightly annoyed gaze. Yes. I can. My dad showed me how to be honest. But I m not going to be your mommy and cook for you all the time. I know how much you guys eat ..I don t have the patience to come close to making all the food I ve seen Aunt Chi Chi make. Eyes on the hair, eyes on the hair. Goten told himself as she pranced around his small cottage looking everything over. It was a small space,cranberry colored couch with a whatever material coffee table with a tv that he never used, plus a kitchenette and two bedrooms. Goten had been confused by Bulma giving him a capsule house with two bedrooms, but she had put it that she had never expected to wreck into, shoot, and then befriend Goku when she went exploring for the Dragon Balls so maybe Goten would meet a group of wacky friends when he was away training and trying to 'discover' himself. Which he supposed was a good thing now that Bulla had showed up.It wasn't that Goten was trying to ogle Bulla, or that he thought he was attracted to his best friend's little sister. It was just that bulla had a propensity to dress like her mother, when her mother was younger, and that tended to be in an 'eye catching' way. So in order to be polite and avoid any weird incidents, Goten decided to not allow his eyes to be caught. Though those denim shorts were certainly making it a challenge for him. When she mentioned that while shecould cook, she wasn't planning on cooking for him. So he justed smiled and shrugged, still holding up his towel."Well in that case, I guess you could spend the night before flying off to the Lookout or Roshi for training. While you're thinking about that I'm going to go and put some clothes on. Feel free to make yourself at home." Gotten said, turning and walking down thae only hallway that then led to the two bedrooms. He went into his room and then started to pick out his pajamas. He ended up deciding on a Tien style under shirt and a pair of plaid pajama paints. It was smart of Goten to not leer at Bulla, she was a very smart girl even for her age. Between her mother s brains and her father hawk like eyes, almost nothing got by her. Thankfully she was busy looking at his place, it was a good thing he didn t have to much stuff, so everything was pretty tidy. Bulla couldn t handle messes she always had her bedroom just how she liked it and didn t want anyone messing with things. So, when she was done snooping around and Goten asked her about cooking she knew what he wanted. He would train her, in exchange that she cook for him.Of course, it was going to be able food. Feeding a Saiyan was no easy matter. Chi Chi made so much food to feed her husband and two boys it was crazy! Bulma, thankfully had hired help if she needed, but feeding Trunks, Vegeta and even Bulla sometimes was a challenge. They burned so much energy their bodies had to restore it through consuming food. Bulla was hungry right now from flying but she also hadn t eaten dinner from her and Trunk s little spat.Goten gave her the ultimatum and she pouted, crossing her arms tight over her chest and looking annoyed. Honestly, she looked a lot like her dad when she frowned her face and gave Goten the snake eye as he walked away to his room to get dress. He didn t give an inch as she pouted and went to his run. Bulla them made an exasperated sound and threw her arms at the side as she looked at the ceiling. Why can t people just do what I tell them! Spoiled, thanks Vegeta.She stood there a moment before her stomach growled and she decided she might want to ease aside some of her pride. She knew she had the ability to be something great, it was burning in her skin .but is being prideful was going to hold her back, then .she might decide to ease up on that sooner than her father. Licking lips, she walked to the kitchen area and opened the fridge. Leaving her bag on the couch. She began to go through his fridge. It was full of food, as it was easily restocked thanks to a capsule corp update to the house.Pulling out somethings to make fried rice she waited for Goten to return. When he did, she was already saut ing the slices of meat in the large pot. I don t want to go to the look out, Mr. Poepoe scares me. And I d rather not get leered at by Master Roshi, I m surprised he doesn t have brain damage from all the time my mom hit him. She said as she cooked. So I ll cook for you. Her voice was begrudging but she didn t look at him. Taking a second to glance over his big he was getting. He looked just like his dad, which Uncle Goku was not a bad looking guy. She bit her lower lip slightly before turning back to what she was doing so she didn t burn the food. Fortunately Goten had his back to her when she started to do the Vegeta pout face. It was the perfect mix of terrifying and adorable that would probably get him to be putty in her hands. he had always been the cool uncle to Pan and she and her friends had always known that if they needed to get something from him they just needed her to ask him with her adorable puppy dog eyes. Videl was the one with the iron will in the Son family and everyone knew it. At least when it came to things like this. It must amaze everyone how the boys who could literally stand down some of the deadliest aliens and monsters in the universe and laugh in their faces were so easily cowed by their womenfolk. Then again, Saiyans apparently had a type, and that type was terrifying.One just had to look at the, odd, relationship of Trunks and Mai to see that. Or Bulma, Videl or Chi Chi in general.Stepping out of the bedroom he smelled the meat and rice filling the air. He had eaten the fish he had caught earlier, but he was never one to turn down another meal. His mouth beginning to water. Normally he was more of a sweets person, daifuku and pocky being his favorites, but he was biologically wired to be unable to turn down meat made by a beautiful woman. He quickly shook that last thought out of his head before coming into the kitchen, his undershirt showing off the gains he had been making since starting his training. One of the benefits of being a Super Saiyan was that he didn't need to bulk up to be strong, but that didn't mean he couldn't have biceps and pecs rivaling Bulla's breasts in size. Having muscles with ten times the strength of the average human sure came with plenty of benefits.When Goten heard her comment about Mr. Popo he just laughed. "Yeah i guess he could be a little scary, I guess I just got used to him over the years." His eyes glazed for a second remembering the demigod attendant training with Gotenks and just how strong the strange man actually was. If you could even call hm a man. Training with Roshi had always been an interesting time, especially when anyone with two xx chromosomes were around. But Goten prided himself on learning the Evil Containment Wave and the Thundershock Surprise faster than most other people."So... I'll cook for you." They say the way to a man's heart was through his stomach, this held even more true for anyone with Saiyan heritage. Though the human side also gave a second pathway, though there was only so much one could do to get through the inherited focus on combat that Vegeta and Goku passed down. Goten didn't even ahve an idea what that lower lip bite meant for the current situation as he went and sat at the table. He leaned back in his chair, only two legs on the ground, and put his hands behind his head."So did you bring any other clothes, or do we have to go shopping, cause I don't think one of my gi's would fit you." He paused for a second and then said, "I guess I have to run to Krillin and Tien's and pick up a turtle shell too." He said in that simple voice where normal people could never be sure if he Goku was just joking or if they really were that stupid. A part of her was bitching at her every step of the way as she was making the fried rice. She didn t cook for people! People cooked for her! This was ridiculous! She wasn t someone s little maid that would cook and clean after them, SHE HAD MAIDS! But the other side of her rolled its eyes are how stupid the other side sounded. She was logical enough to know that s not how things worked and that s not how she was going to get what she wanted out of life. She couldn t rely on people buying her things and doing things for her, she needed to grow and do this on her own. Well, with some help from someone that came from an even stronger bloodline than her own. She wouldn t dare say that to her father, but she knew it was true, she saw what uncle Goku could do. And his boy stood right there, all his father.Bulla attempted to keep her resting bitch face off, but sometimes she couldn t help it, she was her father s daughter for sure. Sometimes Bulma would wonder if she actually gave birth to Bulla or if Vegeta shit her out. Certainly, this was just a turn of phrase but still. Besides, she wasn t just cooking FOR Goten, she was hungry too. It had been a long flight and her body wasn t totally used to it yet. For months before coming here, she had been lifting off the ground without willing herself, breaking electronics with energy by just touching it. She knew something was going on inside of her and she wanted to control it. But outside her mean features at times, she was a total cutie pie. Her mean little face was hard to look too intimidating when she was like a little angel.Goten came out and she looked at him, being a teenager, she blushed a little. He was tall and handsome, much taller than her. She honestly still had some growing to do, but so had her father. But, dynamite comes in small packages and she was dynamite. She had always crushed on him, even when Pan and her would play and bother the bigger boys, she still thought he was super cute. Now she was older and so was he, and they are alone. She couldn t help but smile as she tossed in the cold rice and soy sauce. Thankfully, he spoke so she didn t have to keep her mind on how cute he was. No, I brought clothing. I brought something to train in. She began to put food in two bowls, filling them high and full. She brought the bowls to the table before she sat one down in front of him and cocked her eyebrow. I m not wearing a turtle shell. She put her bowl down in the seat across from him before she grabbed a glass and got herself some water. Her cute butt tight in the shorts she wore. If you want me to do weighted training, I have weighted clothing in a capsule. She sat down at the table, giving him some chop sticks as she sat down to eat too. If for any reason my father catches me doing this I sure as hell don t want him seeing my in a turtle shell. He might just combust. She kicked her legs in the chair, she was short she didn t touch the floor while sitting up in the chair. Goten just attributed her blush to the heat from the stove, he hadn't spent much time around teenage girls, except for Pan, Bulla and Marron, especially not since he had started on his world tour. Plus, due to his own, slightly sheltered upbringing and being friends with pretty boy Trunks, he had never really realized what kind of an impact he could have on girls. Especially with his cute face, spikey hair and new found muscles. He had the type of muscles that could toss a girl around just like she dreamed, not that he ever really thought about it like that. Of course, Goten had never really been able to use his strength in the bedroom like that. It was kinda hard to forget you were strong enough to break your partner when you are strong enough to break planets."Thank you." Goten said, to both Bulla and as a way of saying grace, pressing his hands together and bowing his head slightly before starting to dig in with his chopsticks. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when she turned to grab a glass of water for herself, seeing how she murdered those shorts. Eyes on the hair, eyes on the hair. hoping against hope that she wasn't like their mothers with eyes on the back of her head. Always seeming to know whwat their men were thinking and when they were thinking about things that the women wouldn't approve of. Typically going off and fighting, mostly.one of his proudest moments had been when he grew an inch taller than his dad and brother. Both Gohan and Goku stood at 5'9", which gave Goten five inches on Vegeta. Not counting the hair though, which everyone knew added a whole foot to any Saiyan's head. Or at least that's the joke. Though when Bulla mentioned her dad goten found himself having to do the impossible for a man of the Son family.Choose between self preservation adn food. Though the image of her in a turtle shell was both cute and funny. Goten paused when he was eating, a mouth filled with rise and meat to look over at her, concern on his face. The thought of his mind was obvious, maybe food wasn't worth having Vegeta want to kick his ass. Bulla had only had conversations with her little friends about sex. Some of them stated they had sex, but she wasn t sure she believed them on not. She knew what it was and how it was done, but the act of doing it, well, for a young girl it was something in mystery. But there was something inside of her, as if she was awaking a primal knowing inside of her for so many things and that was one of them. She felt wise beyond her years. If one were to say her Saiyan ancestors were roaring deep inside of her, they wouldn t be wrong. She longed for a place she had never been, a seat she never sat in, and rule over what was never close to being ruled by her nor would be. But it didn t mean, the need wasn t there.She often wondered if Trunks felt this way, but he seemed to happy just being on Earth and fighting when he wanted or felt like it. Yes, he had a habit or escaping work and flying out the window of his office to go fuck around with Goten before Goten went to train. But, Trunks never seemed to feel this longing she did. She felt alone, and with Vegeta being gone for awhile now, she didn t even have him to turn too which she normally did about almost everything. Maybe she felt so strongly because Vegeta would put her to bed and night and tell her the same bedtime stories he heard as a child, telling her about a world that was no more but was always in her. She was growing up, but she missed her dad She sat down at the table and watched him say his grace and she cocked her head to the side slightly. It was always so interesting to see her family against the Son family. Her family was pushers, do ers. Go the limit and give nothing back! Who did you have to thank for that? Yourself of course. Both her mother and father had selfish mentalities, she thought it was crazy they could find time to come together from an argument and show love. There was a lot of yelling that Brief s home but also lots of protection and love. While the Son s well, they were honestly very happy and respectful. They gave thanks to everything and everyone. It made her smile to see how sweet Goten was, even just saying thank you.Bulla didn t notice that Goten looked at her behind in her short shorts, she wasn t used to being leered at as much as her mother was where she assumed all men were looking. Cause no man dared looked at Bulla. When she sat at the table and began to eat only to look up at Goten s worried face. ..Look, I don t know when my or your dad will be back so lets just assume I ll be gone from training here before they get back. She said So that means we will just have to double up training time, but I m ready to do what it takes for sure. Goten thought about that for a moment as he kept shoveling the rice and meat into his mouth. It seemed to make sense, maybe it was Bulma, or maybe it was the propensity not to hit their heads on rocks so much, but the Vegeta Briefs family always seemed to have such good ideas in comparison to the Son family. Except Gohan of course, he was the real genius of the family. Goten and Goku, just sort of took things as they came. Or at least Goten had until he started on this 'journey of self discovery.' He might still have the happy go lucky appearance of his younger days, and he might not look too much older than twenty, but he was certainly more mature than his dad was at the same age."Yeah, I suppose that makes sense, though I don't think you're going to like it as much as you think you are. Training is a whole lot different than spending time out in West City. It's gonna be hard work. Up at dawn, lots of sweat, honestly you're probably going to hate me the first few days. Or you know, not. I haven't really trained a girl before. Besides that one time Pan punched me through a mountain. But I don't know if that really counts." Goten said as he finished his bowl and thought about it for a moment. Pan had asked him to help her go super Saiyan, Some girl stuff about blonde's having more fun or something, and when the trick he had used to master it so early hadn't worked for her she had gotten kind of annoyed.Goten let the silence hang for a second, not sure what else to say, looking around the place. It was a real simple house without a woman's touch, and Goten wasn't really used to making small talk with women who weren't his girlfriend, or Videl. And sure Bulla was basically family, but that still didn't mea that Goten was entirely comfortable with her around. Look at the blue. Look at the blue.He yawned then making a big show of stretching his arms, not realizing that he was showing off how muscular he had gotten. The idea that Bulla would be attracted to him hadn't even crossed his mind. Of course, there were always jokes and rumors about Bulma crushing on Goku back in the day, but no one would figure that taste in men would be genetic. "Wow I sure am tired. And like I said early start tomorrow, so I guess I should be calling it a night." Goten said standing up, sort of expecting Bulla to do the dishes too. Bulla kicked her legs slightly in the chair, it always annoyed her that she couldnt reach the floor...or things up high. But, she would just climb the counter if she wanted it. No fear. Thankfully flouting and flying had come to her. She ate her food as well, she was a lady, but she was a Saiyan. She liked to pretend she was like a normal human girl but, that wasnt the case. Feeding her, Trunks, and Vegeta could be intense. And just forgot it if Bulma had the Son family for dinner.She honestly could have eaten more as she finished her bowl. She looked up at Goten and a small smile came to her face. Man, when did he get so cute! She had always thought he was cute and no one had to say a nything. They were family, but they weren't blood. Pan would always make a face before telling Bulla she thought Trunks was cute. Only for Bulla to comment that she plus everyone other girl in the world thought that. Trunks was handsome and Bulla was beautiful, generics works well in their favor for sure."I bet she did punch you through a mountain." Bulla smiled, "God, I cant wait to go up against her at the tournament. I'm gonna wipe the floor with her!" She wiggled in her seat with excitement. When she got excited enegry rippled off her body like charging up. "Oo oo!" She shook her body so the energy fizzled off. "Sorry. Yeah...dont worry about me. I know you think I maybe full of shit cause I'm a spoiled princess but my dads amazing and he can be WAY of an entitled brat than even me. Be glad your parents dont really fight." She watched him stretch and her eyes got big as she took the bowls."Yea your mom can yell with the best of them but your dads just so chill about it. Mine dad argues back. Its funny and annoying"She put the dishes in the sink. "There is a second room, I'm assuming I can sleep in there right." She walked into the living room and grabbed her bag. For a moment, like a thought that wasn't her own, she thought about sharing a bed with Goten. To feel his strong body against hers, she was strong too. But nothing like the men of their race. She felt herself blush, and fidgeted slightly. Trunks was more like Bulma. Charming when he wanted to be. Bulla, she was like her father. She would hold in her desires will it boiled over like a screaming pot.With her the boiling point for eveything lately seemed faster and hotter. While she worked on the dishes he slipped into the bathroom and brushed his teeth. He looked at his cheeks as well and decided he wouldn't have to shave in the morning. Saiyan hair was weird to begin with and it only got weirder when you added in all the complexities of half Saiyan biology. Some days it seemed like he'd never have to shave, and then the next week he'd have five o'clock shadow by lunch time. Which brought a curious thought to his mind as he stepped out of the bathroom. Before he could get out the question that just popped into his head she mentioned her sleeping in the second bedroom."Yeah, of course, unless you were planning on sleeping on the couch I suppose. Though it isn't as comfy as it looks." He said with the perfect cluelessness of a man one couldn't believe was in the top ten strongest people in the whole of Universe 7, and probably wasn't far of from being among the toughest men in this whole stretch of the muliverse. Yet he still couldn't get the idea that maybe one might think one or the other of them might have thought about sharing a bed. And he still occassionally took naps in dumb places like on a crappy couch.he leaned into the living room to look at her while she was grabbing her bag. "So I had a question, and sorry if it's so personal. But seeing as there's only four half saiyans in the universe. Me, my brother, Trunks, and you" He counted them off on his fingers. "With only one quarter Saiyan, Pan. I figure you're the only person in existence who would ever know the answer to this question. so like when i cut my hair or anything, it grows back really quick, but when I shave my face it seems to come back almost randomly, and you know, I'm not big on genetics or anything but I figured you might know more about it all since " He stopped there blushing slightly since he was essentially asking about how her hair, especially leg hair and stuff, worked since she was a female half saiyan. Of course, he also didn't think about the other parts of her body she might decide to shave or not to shave at any point in time. Bulla tossed her bag over her shoulder as she turned around from the couch and made a face, she didn t sleep on couches. She remembered being a little girl and playing hide and seek with her, Goten, Trunks and Pan. Of course the older boys were just playing with the girls to make them feel good and included. Trunks could sometimes be a great big brother. But when they couldn t find Goten he was sleeping in the kitchen cabinet. Bulma had thought it was so cute she took a picture. Something she loved about Goku and Goten is how childish they could be. Goku was growing into more of an adult every single day but it was nice to see his son was like him. Even as a teenager he was asleep like a boy in a cabinet. So as Bulla looked at Goten about the couch, she couldn t help but replaced her annoyed look with a smile, her mom was right, The Son family was special.But her sweet little smile that screamed about how cute she thought he was replaced by her dads face of confusion at something Goku said. She stood there. Bag over her shoulder, her eye brows cocked all the way on one side and her lip hiked up on one side opposite her eye brow. And her large blue eyes just wide and blinking at Goten as he spoke about body hair?.....what the fuck. They couldn t have looked more like their fathers.If dots could appear between them, they would have. She could almost hear her dad in her head What kind of stupid question is that Kakarot!?!? She shook it off and licked her lips as she took a deep breath and thought about the question and her face relaxed. Um well. She shifted slightly before she walked by him tall and proud to the other room just across the little hall from his room and the bathroom. Its simple I think. She went into the extra room and turned on the light. So, I can cut my hair, but it grows back fast too. Trunks can cut his, but it grows back too, Gohan can cut it too. We all have a similar hair type, the human hair. But yours is more Saiyan like your dad. She tossed her bag on the bed and leaned against the bedroom door. But in regards to body hair. That s more of a hormonal thing. I can shave my legs and my She took a deep breath and blushed. My womanhood God that sounded weird and she made a face before she shook it off. .And the hair may take weeks to grow or a few days. My mom asked my dad and Dad said it was hormones. Like our hormones surge and fall like the tide. She shrugged. Sometimes my dad can avoid my mother and not look at her for weeks and other times he wont leave her alone. I think it s got something to do with that and the Great ape inside us, even if we can t change. She blushed, That answer your question? She crossed her arms over her ample chest as she leaned against her door frame. That smile and it's meaning went right over his head, as if in someone's imagination there were chibi versions of them and hers was surrounded by hearts and his was surrounded clouds and question marks. Then her chibi version threw a boomerang at him with the point on it and it went right over his spiky head. Only to come and fly back around and smack him in the head later. He had spent far too long away from eligible women for him to realize the effect he might have on them, or how they might even signal that they found him cute or, Zeno f forbid, sexually attractive. So when she walked past him to the extra room, with that natural sway in her hips that made someone forget that she was actually sixteen, and besides she was probably the most off limits girl on the world, that wasn't actually related to him.But when she started talking and she mentioned her 'womanhood' Goten's face went redder than a tomato. His eyes dipped down for a second, embarrassed to meet her gaze. But then his eyes were settled on her ample chest and he blushed even more sliding his eyes lower. Which of course brought them to her hips and, womanhood, which put different thoughts in his head so they went lower to her smooth legs. Which wasn't much of an improvement , all things considered, so he just slid his eyes back up her body and managed to meet her gaze for a second, not realizing he'd essentially just checked her out in a very obvious fashion. That thought processed in his brain slightly slower than the next dumb question he had in mind."So is it blue?" He asked that "dumb, Son" face on his mug as he said the first thing that came to his mind. Of course, he was thinking about her leg hair, and two images just popped into his head. The first was Bulla, all woolly and unshaven covered in blue fur. The second was of a Great Ape, but you know, with blue hair. Now, if he had been a full bloodded Saiyan the potential reality of what would happen if their hormone levels lined up on a high day,, just what kind of trouble could happen, would have crossed through his mind. But she hadn't quite yet inspired that level of stupidity. She thought she had been kinda of cool with how awkward she had explained all that to honestly someone older than her. But then again, the Son family didn t talked about such things. Chi Chi would be some embarrassed she might faint. While Goku seemed to just know HOW to make kids and little else or explain it. The Brief s family was sometimes to intimate and open about how things worked in all ways of life even physical. Vegeta was the only real prude . She knew her mother was being flirty if she heard her dad call her vulgar. He said it like he didn t like it, but she knew he did.A smile came wide to her face when she watched him turn red, it was clicking and she could see it turning in his head. She watched him check her out and she stood there, proud. She knew what he was looking at was good looking. She knew she was pretty, between her mother s sexiness and her father s good looks, she was a bombshell. Her heart raced for a moment and she could almost feel her fire burn hotter inside. She licked her lips as she went to put her hands on her curvy hips, she opened her mother to speak .but then he asked her that question.Her smug sexiness melted off her face and she looked super taken off guard and her face turned red. a a ah . She shook her head and grabbed the door knob. It .you . She stepped into the room. EH! How vulgar! You cant ask a girl that! She slammed the door. Goodnight block head! She put her back against the door and put her hands on her hot face, Oh man, I gotta get a grip!! She took a few deep breaths before she started to laugh. She giggled as she started to take off her clothing and get into her sleep clothing. A pair of silk shorts and a slick tank top. She sat down on the bed and brushed her hair. Looking at her shaved legs that honestly needed shaved in the morning speaking of hormonal surges. The leg hair was black which only made her giggle more. Goten was to funny .she thought about going home, but this was going to be to much fun! Goten watched her hands slide to her hips and Goten's natural instincts suggested this conversation might go someplace he wasn't expecting it to go. Not that he was positive where that would be. He had totally forgotten about the blue hair mantra, or more likely he was now very confused about how effective that mantra was going to be for him in the future. Especially if everywhere was blue hair. When she licked her lips, boy did he find his eyes going every which way, and he was fairly certain the look she was giving him was one no dad ever wanted to see his daughter give an older man. Though Goten wasn't quite focused enough to put those particular dots together before she started yelling at him and calling him a blockhead.There was a long beat where he didn't put together why exactly she would be so mad at him, and then he put it all together at once and his eyes went wide. But, he did have the sense to know that itw as best to let it lie for the night. So he turned off the lights and walked down the hall to his bedroom and laid down in his bed and was soon sound asleep. That was one thing that he was always good at, sleeping.. Sleeping, eating and fighting were probably his three favorite past times. Now in the morning they would need to find out wwhether he was any good at teaching.Morning came early, and his alarm clock, which sound liked a rooster, went off well before dawn. He got up and stretched himself, doing some quick push ups for a warm up and then changed into his weighted training gi, which only made him look even more like his father. Same orange gi and blue weighted underclothes that his dad had worn on Namek all of those years ago. He figured today would be an easy day, some stretching, some exercise, no sparring, and establishing goals. Stepping into the hall he walked up to Bulla's room and knocked, nice and loud so that there was no way that she couldn't help but wake up, if his loud alarm hadn't already woken her up."Bulla!" He shouted thinking that a spoiled rich girl like her might not be used to waking up this early and quickly. " Bulla! It's time to start training! Go ahead and waear some comfortable clothes, no weights for today and meet me outside in five minutes." Goten yelled before stepping into the living room and out into the night cold, pre dawn air. He started to do some stretching, centering himself for the day. He always liked to get in about two hours worth of training before eating breakfast. Kept him on edge. Sleep came more restless to a mind like hers. She wished she had the ability to sleep like Goten. To often in her childhood, she would always wake and go into the kitchen to find her dad. It turned as she got older that was one of their moments together. He would make her tea and she would sit on the counter and he would tell her things. He would tell her stories. Stories of their home planet, stories about his battles of old, planets he had seen and honestly demolished for fun. She knew her father had been really bad, but now he was really good, well at least to her and his family. So, she laid in bed for a moment and considered all the ways she was breaking the rules and if it was worth it. Of course it was worth it if she could be just as powerful.She fell asleep only to feel as if she had just closed her eyes before the sound of a rooster broke her quiet room. Her eyes opened quickly at the sound and she stared at the dark celling. There was a blue hue in the room, meaning the sun hadn t even come up! She growled and put the pillow over her face and just laid there. There was a knock on the door, it was loud and she jerked at the sound. Shit! She gasped and threw her pillow at the door. Fuck off! But she sighed and laid back down, calming down. She could be a bit of a hot head. She slowly sat up, her blue hair everywhere and damn near standing up. She crossed her legs and closed her eyes as she took a moment to find her center so she didn t blow up the house in her morning grumpies. She calmed down and got up. She brushed her hair and pulled it up high on her head. She put on white boots with deep blue pants and a tight white tank top tucked into the pants. She yawned and stretched, popped her back as she walked out of her room.Slowly she walked outside, still rubbing eyes slightly but the cold morning air woke her right up as she shivered slightly. Not noticing her physically chest reaction to being cold in her white tank top. Morning Blockhead She said, tucking her hands into the pockets of her pants. She really liked looking at him why did he have to be so handsome .. "That's Master Blockhead to you." Goten said keeping his eyes set on hers as she stepped out of the house, but they did drop down to her boots which made him raise an eyebrow for a second. He was going to ask who wore white boots when doing training out in the mountains, then he remembered who her father was and what his fashion sense looked like. White boots were probably genetic. Like blue hair, some how. He was ready and willing to get this training started, but he also needed to figure out hwat his teaching method was."So, you see that peak up there? There's a nice little spring at the top of the mountain, great place to relax and meditate. I left a bag up there the other day. Filled with sensu beans. The way I figure it, in order to train you, I have to find out where you need improvement and what you can do. So we're going to have a little foot race up the mountain. First one up there gets the sensu beans for breakfast. Other one has to wait for lunch. No flying, no cutting off the path. Just a normal run. But first we have to stretch." Goten said as he brought one arm across from the other. Of course, they both knew that this would be an unfair race. At her level of training there was no way that she could beat him up the hill, unless the sight of him leaving her in his dust made her go super saiyan.With that said Goten started stretching, keeping his eyes on Bulla he started working through his stretches. Stretching out his arms and legs and glutees. Getting out all the kinks that worked up from a night of lying asleep. though at some point he realized maybe he should not bhave been watching Bulla so intently during that set of morning stretches. Bulla stood out in the half dark morning and honestly contemplated what the fuck she was doing out here when there was a nice warm bed at home, her mom making breakfast with coffee in the morning. Trunks singing in the shower. But that desire that burned inside of her to win, quickly eased those sad thoughts of home. She was a home body city girl but she knew she could be more than that. She came from great blood and it was being squandered by that life of being pampered. She stood there with her hands still in her pockets. I m not calling you Master. She said, still looking detoured but she didn t go anywhere.Cocking a brow she looked up at the mountain peak then back to Goten. You re kidding right. She muttered but he began to stretch and she watched him. A small smirk on his face. Man, those muscles looked so good she could just lick them like ice cream. That s when a sly smile came to her face. One could say it was her mother s but it wasn t. It was to crooked, but she nodded Ok. Let s stretch for sure. She said.Walking so she was across from him, she began to stretch her arms up and moved her body from side to side. Pressing her hands on her back to press out her chest. She wore a sports bra, but that s it so they were nice and bouncy as she moved her torso that showed off her chest before she smiled that sly smiled and slid her hands down her legs and stretched to her ankles and grabbed them. She was small but even in body structure. Her chest pressed out as she did this before stretching back up and reaching for the sky.The sun starting to rise slowly in a light glow.She then moved to sit and stretched her leg, almost doing the splits but she reached and could grab each boot. Her legs spread wide. Soft sighs left her pretty little lips before she popped up and smiled, her breasts bounced as she did and flouted up a little off the ground. Ohhh that was a good stretch. She purred sweetly, landing and doing a few squats with her cute butt. I m excited, lets run! "Well that's too bad Bulla, because it's about respect of the office, not about whatever weird stuff kids are into today." Goten said, shaking his head. That had been one of the things that he had learned young, how to respect his elders, especially in the martial arts field. He paused for a second in his thoughts, he and Trunks had trussed up a man and stood on each other's shoulders pretending to be a masked fighter for a Martial Arts Tournament. But that was after they had treated them like kids. Which they had been, but still, they were kids that were stronger than every other competitor that wasn't a Z Warrior. For some reason, Goten was pretty sure that respect was taught at the end of a belt, or gloved hand, at the Vegeta Briefs house.Now why did you have to go think about an image like that? Goten told his brain as he thought of Bulla's toned rear bouncing from a hand smacking against it. Only the hand wasn't wearing any white glove. Any other thoughts Goten was planning on having today quickly disappeared save the basic ones needd to stretch and breathe. He had been afraid something like this was going to happen. And try as he might to keep his eyes on the blue hair, his mind and eyes both wandered. He had been out in the wilderness a long time.When he finished going through all his stretches he shook his head to clear it. Glad that she was awake and excited to get training done. "Okay, now remember, last one to the top doesn't eat." he said with a hungry look in his eyes. Son men were always hungry. "Ready. Set. Go." Goten said before speeding off like a bullet out of a gun, only faster. Dust was kicking up behind him as he ran up out of the area around the house and onto the trail. He used his ki to open up his senses, keeping track of her and her ki energy. Making sure she didn't sprain an ankle or anything. Gohan and Bulma had been working on a theory, about how the increase in threat level had correlated to an increase in fighting ability. So now, even though Bulla was untrained and just going off raw power, she was probably stronger than her dad had been when he first came to Earth.The trail got steeper the higher up they got, working those back and ass muscles even more as their feet had to dig into the rock even more. For Goten this was a nice morning stroll, but it might be much for Bulla, so he slowed down near the top, looking back to check on the blue haired girl. What was the word for a blue haired person? bluenette? He'd ask her while she caught her breath. Bulla rolled her eyes. This wasnt a BDSM thing or whatever, which she had found some odd things in her parents room that didn't look like they were meant to tie up her mom but whatever she didnt ask those questions. For her, it was pride. She knew that calling someone master was respectful. But she felt you needed to earn her respect....so was the downfall of two very strong and stubborn parents. Hell even Trunks was mouthy to people he shouldn't at times. But Goten's assumption was right. They respected someone. Their mom and dad. Trunks got spanked and put in line far more than Bulla. But there was times, Vegeta had to put his bossy, mean, stubborn little brat in her place....and she still loved him more than anything. He was her world.But her whole world was far away and her wild genes were on fire! As she stretched and showed herself off to Goten. She could feel him looking. She looked between her legs as she grabbed her ankles. He was upside down in her vision, but she could still, he was looking and she smirked before turning herself up right again.She hopped up and down a few times, charging herself up. Enegry of white and purple zapping around her that she pulled back and channeled it into her body, built like a strong little shit house. She dug her boots in to the ground."Ready." "YEAH""Set "Hell yeah!""Go!"Bullets!Goten took off like a bat outta hell up that mountain. Bulla felt herself launch like a missile forward. She bolted right up on him, almost able to grab the tie to his waist if she had wanted to be sneaky and she did get a mean smile as she reached out, but second guessed. At this speed and this close, if he stopped she was going to smash into him.But she noticed he started to go faster, the incline slowing her but he kept the speed. She growled and felt a rage build in her that she didnt know where it came from. The power tried to come out again and she sucked it back inside. Doing so, she had a blast in power. She almost lifted off the ground but knew flying wasnt allowed so she kept herself down as she ran.They got up the mountain so fast she watched him stop, beating her by a little. "DAMN!" she growled but as she came up on him, the annoyance and anger pulsed inside of her that she blew right by him, her boots digging into the ground as she skidded to a rough stop. Only to not stop fast enough and....Splash.She fell into the spring. Honestly, Goten was just impressed that she had kept up for that long and that well. He had been expecting to wait on her for a good long while, even though he was only in base form, and without using any kind of techniques. He could sense the way she moved her ki, how she controlled it and used it for increased speed and power. He doubted anyone had actually trained her how to do what she was doing, but she did it well. It meant that she ahd a natural talent for ki control that would serve her well in fighting. He was already thinking about the potential. If she could learn how to move that ki in an instant she could end up turning a bunch of tiny little punches into the best sucker punch ever in a matter of moments. Honestly he was so fascinated by the potential of it that he didn't even realize that she was still running.The way Goten saw it there were two ways that their foot race could end. Either he won, or she won. He had not considered the third option. She ran straight into the spring. There were natural hot springs all through these mountains, but this pond was just a place where enough rain water had gathered over the years and became a natural spring. One moment it was a nice and peaceful place, and then there was a large splash and the crash of her body hitting tthe water.He stood there, just surprised that that had just happened,, then he went over to the space where he ahd buried the bag of sensu beans and dug it out of the ground, pulling out two beans and eating one. Then he set the other one back in the bag deciding one would be enough. Then he turned and sat down on a rock and waited for her to resurface. Her eyes got huge as she let out a yelp as she did everything in her power go stop but her body wanted to keep going, harder, faster, more more!!!!! It was like pulling the reins of a coke out horse. She skipped, leaving deep drag marks before she hit the water.It wasnt an over deep spring and she had thought it was going to be hot!! It was so cold!!! Her body was hot from forcing the energy inside herself to jolt herself fast, so steam damn near rose from the water as did the bubbles from her yelling under the water.Jerking herself to the surface and shouted when she broke the waters line, a few birds taking flight "SON of a bitch that's cold!!" She gasped, her body now soaking wet. The sun was starting to rise now, casting a pretty red and orange glow over the forest. She shivered as her nipples pressed against her white tank top. She swam to the edge and go out.She looked at Goten "So. Enjoy your bean?" She growled as she sat down and poured the water out of her boots and wrung out her ponytail. Looking over the edge of the top of the spring at the Sunrise and smiled. She didnt look wild here, she looked like a happy girl, even as she sat there, wet.She took off her tank top, wearing only her bra and wrung the water out of the tank. Goten watched her emerge from the pond, water rolling down her curves. But he looked away as soon as she looked at him and might catch him. "That's Enjoy your bean, Master?" Goten corrected smartly as he sat on the ground with his legs folded up into lotus position. It really was quite a comfortable position to sit in once you got used to it. Her back was to him because of the way they were position, and that was fine by him as she sat and started to ring out her tank top. He was uncomfortable as it was with her dressing normally, let alone seeing her in her in her underwear. And judging off the glimpse he had gotten as she climbed out of the water, the bra wasn't going to do much to keep anything to the imagination."So I've noticed a few things so far that will be areas for us to focus on in your training. First off, you've got a lot of power and energy, but not much control. Not really surprising considering you're Vegeta's daughter. So if we want to work on that we'll need plenty of meditation and sparring. I'm pretty sure I can handle a few weeks of going easy without losing my own gains. " Goten said talking casually not realizing how anything he said might get on her nerves. her very Vegeta like nerves."Now physically, I suppose you're alright, i mean I really only have Caulifla and Kale to compare you too. But I guess you're doing alright there." Goten said, not realizing how dumb it was to compare one Saiyan woman's body to two others. "So I guess for that we'll stick to the basics, push ups, sit ups and plenty of juice. Probably add in some squats too to improve your legs. How's that sound for a start?" She didnt care if Goten looked, she wanted him to look. She was gorgeous! The wild heart that burned inside of her was finding its freedom and she glowed on it. Only for her beauty to be tainted my a grimace, but she didnt correct herself and she didnt say anything against it as she sat down and poured out her boots of water and stripped lightly.Once her top was wrung out she put it back on. She stood as Goten talked, slipping her pants off with her back turned to him in the morning light. She wasnt wearing panties. So her bare, cute ass with a birthmark on it was shown to him as she wrung out her pants. She scoffed. "Well dont go easy on me, I'm not here to fuck around, I'm here to win."She flapped her pants lightly before she bent down and put them back on. Wringing our her ponytail as she turned around to look at him. The rest of what he said made her cock a brow and put a hand on her hip. Looking like her mom with dad coming out. "Excuse me. Physically I'm a fucking specimen, dont compare me to two sayians that dont even know what it's like to come from our blood types!" At least she said their blood types lol she could acknowledge Goku was truly amazing.She walked up to him and say down indian style right in front of him. "Teach me to control this power and I'll beat you in the next race." "Ah! What are you doing!?" He said when she took off her pants, he caught a view of her bare ass and an interesting looking birth mark before he looked away and held up his hand, though he would be lying if he said he didn't at least think about spreading his fingers slightly to peak. She had an amazing ass, for someone who hdn't started training. Sure Saiyans were pretty naturally toned, but the improvement would be obvious when they really got started. Not that he knew that for sure. he liked her attitude about being here to win. Which reminded him about what her goals were.he had to admit, both of her attitudes coming out at once with her hand on her hip was kind of distracting. But he kept a straight face. If he got distracted as her teacher then he would fail her. He took a big breath. H e had to focus. Which was easy once she was sitting in front of him, her head at about his chest level. Though that gave her a good view of the bit of chest muscle exposed. "Maybe I should get you a swear jar, but with squats." Goten said, thinking he'd found the nerve to strike. They all had figured out that you didn't need to be angry to trigger the Super Saiyan translation, or at least hpartial Saiyans born after their father had achieved the transformation didn't. That's how Goten and Trunks had done it so easily. But it seemed like it was harder for girls. So finding the right trigger while she worked up her S Cells would be important."Wow you really are Vegeta's daughter if you think that." He said not specifying whether he meant the 'fuckign specimen' comment or the idea that she could beat him in a race. He reached his hand out and drew three lines in the dirt in front of them. " It's important to have three goals for training, it's easier to train when you've got a target in sight. so I want you to pick three goals right now, achievable goals, and remind me, when is the tournament?" Goten said having totally forgotten if she mentioned a time table last night. She chuckled when he yelped about her taking her pants off, it was just her butt!! She let him have a moment before she put her pants back on, a huge smile on her face, she liked to tease and play, so this was easy. She may be a lot like her dad, but she loves to ruffle feathers. Either by being mean or playing. This time, it was to tease.Goten wasnt as easily triggered by teasing and playing, he was calm, which was good for the Son family to learn early.He committed on her swearing and she cocked a brow, please, swearing is second language at her house. That and Saiyan her dad sometimes growled out when he was mad. At her mom...computers....the dishwasher.....She laughed, "remember the time your mom tried to wash Trunks mouth out!!' She laughed as she sat down before she focused again. But she would have to look up slightly to see his face. Hmmm but the view of his chest was good....wonder what he tasted like....About to say something against his vegetas daughter commit, she didnt and watched him draw the lines."Its in 2 months" she answers the last question first before she looked thoughtful."I want to go blue" she laughed. "...just kidding...umm... I want to go super Saiyan...4""I want to crush everyone at the tournament.""I want to be..." she stopped. Goten laughed at the memory. OF course, Chi Chi had just tried with Trunks before giving him over to his parents to be punished. Goten had actually gotten his mouth washed out. Which as probably why Goten avoided swearing as much as possible. Goten laughed a little bit when she said she wanted to go blue. Partially because she was already blue, and partially because the idea was supposed to be insane. Of course, there were a lot of them who theorized that going red would be easier for her since she had been conceived after Vegeta had unlocked the form. But then, wouldn't it have been easier for Pan to go Super Saiyan since she had apparently done it in the womb? Transformations were like power levels some times. Bullshit. Then she mentioned Super Saiyan 4."That's not a thing." Goten said playfully. Sure they had discovered two new forms. Super Saiyan Blue and Super Saiyan Red Goten refused to call it anything but that, it made the most sense, and if they were going to call Blue, Blue because it was shorter than "Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan" then he figured Red made more sense. Then he kept listening."Okay, and your biggest competition is Marron and Pan, apparently Maron has been training with her mom, rumor is she might take Tien's spot as strongest human soon enough." Goten said. Maron had been training with her mom and dad for years and had decided she wanted to at least be a part of the next generation of Z Fighters for years. There were also some rumors that her and Uub might be an item in the near future. But Goten didn't pay attention to that. And then there was Pan, who had called dibs on the gravity training center a lot lately, and Goten knew was secretly training with her dad.Then she pasued and he looked confused. "What? What is it? Come on I promise I won't laugh again, I'm sorry about that." He said all too good natured. It has always been wonderful with their families. She couldnt have asked for a better life than the one she had growing up. Between fun, family and love she had it all and it upset her that she felt like she wanted more. Was she truly that ungrateful?! She tore her self up about it. Her father and mother gave her and trunks the best life they could give them.Thinking of goals she wanted was hard as she honestly sat there and thought about it. She smiled when he said that wasn't a thing, "I want to go as far as i can or farther...."Nodding when he talked about who she would truly be against. And it was her own family. Not by blood, but family none the less. She remembered getting into Bulmas makeup and making Pan look like a clown when they were little. Now she would face her. Or the time she told marron scary stories at her slumber party and made her cry. She was against her too.No longer little girls.She sat with her hands in her lap, almost looking at nothing as she thought about the last time she wanted. She felt power rolling inside of her like a torrent ocean. A few pulses of energy sparked but she kept it under control. She longed for a place she had never known, she felt a power that felt to big for her own, as if the great ape rampaged inside her."I want to be wild." She quickly laughed it off, but it was her purest truth. "Heh...I mean..I dont know....those are the only two things...yea...only two." Goten tilted his head slightly when she said that. Something about it sounded familiar. "What you don't want to learn how to throw ki? Or the kamehameha? Or the Gallick Gun?Goten suggested looking her in the eyes laughing slightly. He wasn't sure what she meant by being wild, but it sounded fun. he had to look down slightly to look her in the eye, and he kept her still hard nipples and supple breasts just at the periphery of his vision. He was promising himself he wouldn't peak or turn into Master Roshi. The mention of Master Roshi reminded him of Uub for some reason."Wow, it sure is a good thing that Uub won't be at the Tournament, he'd be a real tough opponent to fight." He said laughing as he jumped up, not realizing jsut what would be at eye or headbutting level when he did that. The way he had said the comment about Uub, it ight be interpreted that he thought Uub would win against any of the girls because he was a guy, when in reality it was just because Uub was Majin Buu reincarnated and because he'd been training with Goku."Okay, so if you're ready to get started I think we can start with some practice punches and kicks. To see how much force you can really put behind your body." Goten said kicking himself for that phrasing as he looked over at the pond. Bulla shook her head and seemed to refocus her thoughts as they seemed to get carried away there for a moment before she nodded quickly and smiled. Taking the front of his shirt in her hands. "Oh yea!! I totally forgot!! Yea!! I wanna learn to throw Ki! And eveything else! Galick gun, final flash, all of it!! And kamehameha just to be cocky." She let him go as she now sat on her knees.She made a face at Uub. But didnt argue it, he was fucking tough as nails. But Goten moving made her stop thinking about Uub and look ahead of her, she was at perfect level of his crouch and she could help but stare. She had seen the boys naked before but not totally as they had ran when the girls caught them skinny dipping. And she had been just a bit to young then. Now though.....She turned those big blue eyes up at Goten from her sitting position. She went to stand and as she did... she lightly brushed the front of his loose pants before she jumped away and smiled. "Ok. I'll happily do that...I've been dying to hit something..."She readied herself like her dad, open with legs ready. Then she launched at him, throwing hands just to warm up as she threw in some pretty round off kicks. It came almost natural. Like water in a stream. Goten almost jumped as she brushed up against him. he wasn't sure wehtehr it was the moon, or something else going on, but he knew that there was something up with her right now and that it wasn't an accident. Between that and the outfit, and the casual nudity, he was fairly certain that he was going to have to have a long conversation with her about boundaries and maybe mandate ice baths just to keep her under control. Considering the personality changes that came with a Super Saiyan transformation, they might have to move to somewhere more remote in order to keep her from breaking anyone important.If there was any doubt in anyone's mind that she was Vegeta's daughter, as if the height and general attitude didn't give it away, it would have vanished seeing her eagerness to start hitting. Goten took up a defensive position and let her swing away at him with punches and kicks. Slowly he started giving ground, watching her react, making her judge the distance of her kicks in order to avoid missing, or hitting in the wrong location. They dacned across the space around the pond, going back and forth, cutting into the grass beneath them."You know you're not doing too bad. But you know, I think Pan hits harder." Goten said. It was a fact of life, and no commentary on her that he was far stronger than she was right now, tghere would be a day where they could face each other as near equals , but it was not today. So when that comment came out of his mouth, his fist followed through, slaming into her gut and laying her low. "Sorry, but thad to find somethign out." Goten said as he felt her gut crumple on his fist. Ki could only block damage if you were focused, and that quick focus to block blows took time. How much that punch hurt her would tell him how natural her ki control really was. Maybe it was the moon, is still lingered as the sun rose. It was not full, but it almost was. In only a few days time. She didnt have a tail, but she felt like she deep inside. The moon had always made her moody growing up, it was just starting to do more, the older she got. Her senses were growing, smell, sight, hearing. It was alot to handle. Saiyan puberty was rough. It seemed her fell halflings didnt have to deal with this, so she felt as if she couldn't talk about it with them.A talk and a cold bath may do her some good, but she already took a cold dip in the spring and was still all fired up.But that fire found an outlet. She was like a ball of electricity that needed somewhere to go or she was going to blow. She was quick to jump right into throwing hands. She was fast for sure as they moved along the small wood clearing. She followed Goten as he gave ground so she could hit without standing still so she smiled and kept the distance. It felt so good to throw punches and kicks. She would love to make some bloody contact!That's when Goten said Pan hit harder and Bulla narrows her eyes. "What?!" But before she could press up on the intensity of her hits, Goten punched her.Her eyes got wide, but her body acted on instinct as she jumped back. His fist made good painful contact. It knocked the wind out of her, but with her Ki. It moved to block more damage than if she hadn't. She would have been blackout or worse. Even as she jumped back, she didnt go to her knees. She seemed to refuse as she put her hands on her knees.She took a few deep breaths and looked at him with a smirk. It was clear, that fucking hurt like a bitch! But she didnt give, "Trunks hits harder than that." She commented before she moved her enegry to launch herself forward. This time coming with a Ki shield, which she didn't have before, but since he was going to start hitting back. But there was more in her punches now. Pushing her Ki forward as she dug ruts in the ground with her movements kicks.But she smiled the whole time. It wasnt a gleeful smile, but one that said she was truly doing what she wanted. It felt to spare with her own kind. The way he moved, his scent, he was a good little mutt like her. Goten smiled when she told him that Trunk hit harder than him, " Yeah I know, tickles doesn't it?" Goten had just enough time to tease as she came at him with that berserker look in her eyes. He sensed the ki shield, without being able to see it due to the nature of her ki, and kept his hands up to block her punches. They were coming harder sure, but he still wasn't sweating. He took the time to fake a yawn as he ducked one of her punches and then went right back to it. He was having the time of his life, and he loved the smile on her face, but he figured that acting like Vegeta would bring out more of her Saiyan potential than acting like he would like to and giving her positive reinforcement.When next she went for a kick he determined that he had seen enough of her skill so he caught it, and then just as casually tossed her towards the pond, hoping to hear a big splash from behind him and then probably some kind of yell. "Take five, we're done for the moment." Goten said casually, still not turning around, but sensing what she was doing in case she lost her temper and tried to charge him. He knew that if he actually let his guard down after messing with her he could get hurt. OR she could.She certainly had the basics down, likely from watching Vegeta and Trunks and good old Saiyan instincts. The trick would be honing her into a nice and disciplined fighter. The more he thought about it the more terrifying the idea of her going Super Saiyan was. Especially if her blood lust replaced her actual lust, or if it didn't. Goten shivered, not sure which would be scarier. She didnt mind the teasing, she liked it. One wouldnt think so but there was plenty of teasing in her house. The one time Vegetas facial hair refused to stop growing in. He would shave and an hour it would be growing back in, unlike the explanation of face for youngers, it was because he getting old. Bulla had rubbed her hands and face on the sand paper cheeks while giggling, while trunks suggest they doing experiments on it. Vegeta just sat there....defeated with a little girl rubbed his face and squishing his cheeks.Bulla could tell he wasnt even breaking a seat and she pushed harder with a growl. Only for it to push harder at his yawn. Goating her into more power was a good start for sure. But as she rounded off for a hard kick she yelped as he stopped it mid air, grabbing her ankle, "Goten what the F " she snarled before she was yanked like a rag doll and thrown back into the little cold pond in the bright morning light. She screamed as she was launched into the water with a splash.There was no Ki for a moment, only the stillness of the water and forest. Then, there was a burst. She launched out of the water, the tiny sliver of a super Sayian lingering on her blasting ki. She wasnt there, but she could soon. And she would. But right now, she rocketed to Goten."Take five?! Its not even been ten minutes!! I'm not breakable!" She roared, giving now a much harder hit and pulse to those kicks. She was used to people treating like a doll when all she wanted as to get pushed, punched and dirty. "It's Master Goten." He said when the water stilled for a moment with her falling in. Then she was leaping out with that bit of a glow around her that showed she was close, or at least in the first step of getting there. It was amazing that she and Pan hadn't destroyed their houses as babies from how strong they were. He caught her punches and kicks as quick as he could. They were harder, that was for sure, with plenty of power behind them, but they were still slow. Well, slow for how small she was, they were insanely fast for a normal person."Bulla, which one of us is the teacher here?" Goten asked catching her wrist and spinning her again this time tossing her towards a tree. Honestly he had just meant they take five so that she could be ready to shift gears, they'd meditate a little so that she ould learn how to focus that anger and then he'd work through some of the basic technique stuff she had never been taught. but if he was going to have to get her to stop the hard way so be it. He hadn't meant to suggest she was breakable, or try to treat her with kid gloves.Still he hadn't meant to throw her through that tree. Or the next one. Or the one after that. Or the one after that. He had just wanted to throw her far enough away that she would have to think before charging again and so he could try to talk her down. If he needed to rein her in like this their systemw asn't going to work. She was right they'd barely even started!"Uh, Bulla, sorry about that, are you alright?" He asked bashfully that he had sent her through so many trees on accident. Hopefully she had been able to brace and wasn't too hurt. his plan though if she came at him again, was to go Super Saiyan and flick her forehead. That would probably put her out long enouugh. Without hurting her too bad. She raged, but with a smile on her face as she came after him maybe one could assume it was to push herself but it was hard to tell. The energy was so strong. She knew she had him holding this time, putting up his guard and she pushed. It was in her nature. Push push push!!! But she needed to learn more, and Goten was the teacher.He taught her a lesson.He grabbed her smoothly and she tried to jerk back. But he was faster. He grabbed her and spun her out, using her Ki rush against her and flung her. She yelped as she smashed through the trees, bird scattered into the air and cried out in the morning as Bulla hit the ground with a skid of dirt.She landed there, the power calming as she rolled over. Not hurt, but she was bruised and dirty, but she did have a bloody lip. Laying on her back on the cold dirt, she wiped her hand over her lip. Looking at the red smear. It was her own blood.She stared at it for a second before the BIGGEST smile came to her face. Her heart pulsed hard in her chest and a laugh bolted out of her as if she couldn't stop it. She hopped up easy in a smooth motion. "You made me bleed my own blood!! Look!!" She said gleefully, rushing up to him, taking the fabric of his shirt in one hand and showing him her other bloody one."OOOH!! THAT WAS AMAZING!!!!" her boots dug into the ground "I've never bled my own blood, this is fantastic!! "She jumped and fly with a spin before coming down to him once more. Her eyes a sparkle as she licked her lips. "Ok, take 5? Yeah?" Out of the reactions he was expecting to what had just happened that Goten was expecting, this was not anywhere on the list. His first thought as she came running out of the woods, bruised and a little battered but otherwise no worse for wear, was "Fucking Vegeta." Which was probably something that he was going to be thinking a lot as he spent more time with her. It seemed like she was a pile of personality traits and neuroses that ust came together when someone smashed Bulma and Vegeta together. Which really wasn't that what everyone was in the end? Their parents smashed together and whatever traits stuck together became you. Goten would need to think on that later. Now he was distracted by two thoughts.the first was she kind alooked cute with a split lip, which just made no sense, the second was what he actually voice. " Who else's blood would you bleed?" Goten asked his face still confused by the hyperactive insanity that was going on in front of him. And to thinkshe hadn't even had anything for breakfast. This would have been even crazier if she had. He probably would have actually needed to really try to take her down a peg or two. She was going to be insanely powerful by the time they were done."Yeah, take five, drink some water, stretch, clean yourself up wahtever you need to do. But when we get back to it we need to have a conversation about respect if we're gonna continue. Okay?" Goten said not wanting to sound too harsh with his comment. As she came bursting through the shrubbery, pretty much unhurt, she did fail to realize how much like her father that was as she was too distracted by her own glee. Vegeta had been a monster. For such a tiny guy he had been impossible to kill. And it Goku hadnt begged for mercy for Vegeta he would be here today. If one thing was always true about her dad, he could take all the hits.But, she was just to happy. The feeling on her body flying through the air like a rag doll, hitting trees, bleeding!!! She was so wired up, she about kissed Goten right on the mouth, but she started to reel it back it as this energy manifested in a weird ki ripple before she sucked it back in with a deep breath. If she had a tail it would have been all fluffed out.His confusion only made her laugh, Goten and Goku could have the cutest confused puppy faces. "I've never bled my own blood like that." She licked the spilt, she could already feel it healing, once she ate it would be all but gone in a little while. "I've cut myself before on accident or scrapped my knee..." she walked to the water of the spring and began to cup it in her hands, wiping herself off. "But I've never bled from a fight....its amazing."He told her they would need to have a conversation and she nodded, she wasnt ignorant to her behavior proplems. Sometimes she screamed at Trunks for no reason, just breathing or reading to himself. He would ignore her till he too lost his temper. Only to hear a much louder voice of their father telling them to both shut up.Once she was clean she walked back to him. Her tongue still fiddling with her cut. "Ok...what would you like of me now?" She said, she was way more calm. Her body and soul enjoying the fighting but she was losing steam to blow up like that since she was hungry, but refused to show it. Follow me." Goten said gesturing with his hand as he turned away from her and started to walk into the woods, away from the clearing and ,the pond and the house down the mountain. Instead they went to the other side of the mountain where there was a cave with a stream coming out of it. Goten didn't mean to seem cold to her as he walked in silence, but she needed to know that he was serious about what he was going to tell her when they got there. She needed discipline or the anger from the Super Saiyan transformation as going to overwhelm her, and she'd never be able to actually get that far in the first place. They weren't just kids playing at a game and she needed to act like it.Once they were at the stream Goten led them on a rocky path beside the stream, as they walked the stream grew larger and larger and turned into a small river. Then they came to the waterfall. It wasn't the biggest waterfall in the world, but it was big enough for their purposes. Without even looking Goten leapt off the cliff and floated down to the dirt below. The sound of the waterfall was almost deafening. But Goten talked over it."Bulla, we need to go over those ground rules again. I am your teacher right now, and you are my student, you need to show me some respect. Call me Sensei, call me Master, bjust call me something so you recognize that I'm your teacher here and not your friend. Second, you've got to listen to me. When I say we're doing something, that's how it's going to be, you're never going to get anyway if I have to knock some sense into you every few minutes. Now go stand under the waterfall." Goten said pointing to the water crashing down onto a few stones that resisted the eroding force above them. She took a deep breath, knew that look. She had got it once before, in private with uncle Goku. She had lost her temper as a little girl with trunks. He was then only one to catch it, and if Vegeta has seen Goku, fathering his child, he would have been furious. But Goku has sat her down. The talk he had with her was stern but so calm, like the water beside them.Honestly she thought about it as they walked. She was quiet as she put her hands in her pockets. Goku had been so quiet and but put her in her place without hard rule. She looked at Gotens back as they walked. He was older than her. He knew more....she should respect him. But it's hard to respect in that manner. She would learn...They made it to the water fall.He turned and spoke to her and she blinked a few times. She almost felt like that little girl in ber pretty blue and white lace dress being sat down on a desk with a talking too and time out by her super powered uncle.For a moment she stood there. Thinking what she needed to do. The moon was setting ans she was starting to feel calmer and more open to listening. Part of her said to fuck this and learn on her own. But she wasnt as stubborn as her dad like that, she knew she couldnt do this alone.Sighing, "Yes master...." she said softly.She looked at the water fall before she walked by him and walked into the river. The current was strong, and up to her waist from how short she was, but she was stronger. She shivered as she got to the water fall and touches it with her hands first before she took a deep breath and hoisted herself under the water fall.It was strong against her shoulders and head. And she shivered softly as she did as she was told. He hands crossed her her chest. The water running rivers down her body. Goten nodded when she answered to the affirmative. He didn't like being strict with people. He'd much rather be relaxed and easy going. But some times that was how the cookie crumbled. He hoped that they wouldn't have to have this conversation again, but he wasn't so certain. Hopefully this exercise would help her calm her mind and body and focus on the time being. He didn't really have any concern for her getting out to the rocks there by the waterfall, but it was still good to watch and make sure she didn't slip or make any other mistakes.The current could surprise you with its strength if you weren't ready for it.When she got there and the water was coming down on her head and shoulders Goten put his hands to his mouth like a megaphone and called out to her."Good job! Now I want you to slowly drop down into lotus position! Think about your every move! IF you move just the wrong way you're going to fall back into the water and have to start again! Be mindful of your actions! Then when you're in position lift your arms above your head and bring them around so that they're like this!" He moved his hands so that his hands made a circle over his belly button with the tips of the middle finger and thumb on each hand were touching."Now when you're in that position you're going to close your eyes and start meditating. I'll let you know when you're done meditating for the day. Try not to get so focused on the meditation you fall asleep or let the waterfall push you into the water, but don't focus on fighting the waterfall too much that you can't meditate okay!" The water was rushing down on her in rivers, it's current was strong and heavy as she stood there. She couldn't stand there, but it was hard. When Goten spoke, she opened her eyes and looked at him above her.She listened to him and she took a deep breath. She didnt want to meditate...she had tried before and she always had weird visions. But...he wanted her to and he was the master.Looking down at the rock she stood on. With a deep breathe she slowly began to sit. It got much harder to sit as she went down. Just as she was close. She fell on her ass on the rock but caught herself from going down.She steadied herself and eased herself into the positions. The water heavier and stronger against her. Getting into position, she closed her eyes and began to slow her breathing.Easing herself into a meditative state."Listen little fire ball. You're going to be a very strong little girl...." Gokus voice said.She was back, sitting on that desk looking into into the face of Goku. "But you have to calm yourself....or it will consume you and you will lose you're pretty heart."He poked her chest, when she looked down, he brought up his finger and rubbed her little nose. She giggles before the memory goes black...The roar of the great ape.Her heart beat heavy and hard in her chest. Her blood heated hot in her skin against the cold water. The rage, the roar, the blood lust....the lust.....She snarled as she meditated, hearing calmer voices inside her.Her father singing to her and calling her by her Saiyan name. Trunks tickling her till it turned into a fight but it was for fun, her mother brushing her hair and talking to her about love.Then she could see some light inside her. A hot purple light deep inside. Like a portal, she knew it was her Ki and she focused on it. Goten floated up into the air so that he could watch her from above, true if she did somehow hurt her head enough that there was a risk of drowning he would be able to swoop in quickly and help her out, but he truly doubted that outcome. Instead he watched her sink down and actually focus on what she was doing. Meditation hadn't come easy to him, neither had much of the spiritual aspects of fighting at first, but he now recognized how important it was to a good fighter. He knew Goku and Vegeta came to it in different ways, but honestly their way wasn't the best way for normal people to train.Normal people. Ha, that was a good one.Once Goten was sure that she had drifted into a good and solid meditation session he flew off traveling at very fast speeds. When he returned it was almost noon and she ahd been meditating for multiple hours now, sitting down he set up a picnic blanket and set down two boxes, heated and self contained so that the contents within didn't get cold during the travel time. He also pulled out two six packs of energy drink and popped one open, hoping that the sound of the carbonated container would pull her from the trance.Then he opened the containers, revealing two orders of Lo Mien with beef, chicken and fish mixed in as well as some crab rangoon with sauce gently, but tantalizingly, Goten blew his lips over the fumes of the food, the smell traveling out over the water to Bulla's lips. then he whispered, throwing his voice over to her ears."Bulla! Bul La! It's time for lunch! You don't want me to eat yours too do you?" Meditation was just to deep for her, much like someone who couldnt swim very well in a deep dark ocean. If she kept her head above water in her mind, she saw good things. She could move her Ki, touch it, manipulate it. She could see good memories of her life and sometimes some sad ones. But if she lost her treading in the water...she would go under into the dark....It wasnt just dark. It too was full of things, not her forefront memories...but memories of things she didnt even think she knew. Sounds she didnt know. It had to be her deeply connected bloodline and power. She would be tempted deeper under the water by the sound of music she didnt know and a language she didnt speak. One she had only heard from her father but she didn't know the voices.She would hold her breath, able to see another light deep in the blackness. The urge to go towards it was great. She would get closer and closer, till a echoing roar would scare her when she got close and she would swim up and back to the surface to gasp for air.When she tried to flout deep in her mind the blackness would grab her and pull her down."Bulla...lunch time..."Echoed in her mind and her eyes snapped open like a wild animal. The water still rushing over her head. She was back in reality and those demons still seemed closer in her mind than before.It was like lighting fast as she shot out from under the water fall and back onto the cliff side with Goten as the picnic was set up. She wrung out her hair and took off her boots. And wrung out her clothing. Before she smiled and looked at the food.She looked abit out of it before she shook it off and smiled, "hell yea!! Thank you!!!" She was so hungry!!! She was girl but her Sayian blood was strong. She happily jumped in the air and kissed Goten on the cheek, "thank you master!" She quickly sat down to eat.She began to eat, not shy about eating like some girls. "I dont like meditation." " No one does, at first." But you get used to it eventually, and there's a whole bunch of different types of meditation. That one is the one for when someone needs to learn the basics of focus. " Goten said rubbing his cheek from where she had kissed him. He did his best to ignore the warmth on his cheekk from her lips and the slight scent of her that filled his nostrils when she got that close to him."I wasn't sure what you liked so I got a little bit of everything, I hope you don't mind." Goten said as he opened up three packets of crab rangoon and started quickly dipping them into the sauce and devouring them, not even worrying if she might have an issue with him double dipping. Goten had already noticed two differences between the bulla in front of him now and the one who had eaten with him last night. First, she had thanked someone before she started eating, something that was a staple in the Son family, but not in the Briefs Vegeta household. Next, she was eating like a real Saiyan right now and Goten found it amazing to watch.There was silence as they ate for a moment, just inhaling and enjoying the food that Goten had gotten from South City for them. He had almost forgotten that he had made her skip breakfast. Which could explain the lack of decorum. AFter polishing off the crab rangoon he started to shovel the noodles into his mouht and asked, " So, learn anything about yourself while under the waterfall?" She had happily dated down indian style on the blanket, she maybe a little wet but she was very happy. She may have been in a pretty nasty mood if there wasnt food involved. Even her father could be lulled by food."No no! This is great!! I'll eat anything honestly!!!" She true to her blood. Hell Trunks could more picky than her sometimes. But Vegata had been carnivore feeding her since she was bitty. If she even looked at his food he was putting it in her mouth.They were quiet while they ate, but that didnt mean any of the food was going to waste, no sir. She didnt care about double dipping and happily dipped after him. Eating together was a good bonding thing for their people. What they didnt know was that eating together gave understanding to whom was friend and foe.Friends and family ate together. Those not welcome knew to not come close to a meal or it was war.Bulla sighed and she dropped a crab ragoon in her mouth and leaned back on her hands till she just laid back, looking at the pretty blue eyes with white puffy clouds. Way more calm.He asked her a question. With his mouth half full of noodles and she only smiled wide and laughed for a moment. From her laying position she ate a dumpling."Well..."She was quiet for a moment. "Goten is it possible to be Ki connected to your past? Or have two separate Ki?" She looked at him from the ground, he looked huge from that angle. "In my meditation and sometimes my dreams...I feel a wildness deep inside me, a wild lust and hunger. Like, I feel crazy like I'm keeping a beast locked up inside of me...and the Ki I feel from its...enormous....."She sighed "or am I crazy...." Goten tensed up as she asked him that question, remembering a conversation he had had several years before. It was a matter of fact that the Super Saiyan transformation occurred due to the build up of S Cells in a person's body, it was more difficult for a person with an evil disposition to build up S Cells than a person with a more, Goku like, disposition. That was why Vegeta had been so much stronger than Goku whne he came to EArth, and still didn't achieve the Super Saiyan transformation and why vegeta had been unable to make the same transformation as Goku until he was much stronger than Goku had been.Gohan had come to visit goten up in the mountains and the two had sat, drank fortified sake, and talked about the future. It hadbeen a conversation that they had not been able to have in the years immediately after the discovery of the Super Saiyan God transformation. Goten had been too young to really understand the implications of that discovery and all the other craziness that had happened since. Sure he had fought Beerus as Gotenks, but he had not really known what he was doing. And then the Tournament of Power and everything that followed that... The two brothers had finally been able to sit and talk about what was going on in the Universe as equals.They had already figured out that Goten and Trunks had been born with a high level of S Cells due to being conceived after their fathers had reached the transformation, while Goku was in that form in Goten's case, but what that meant for Pan and Bulla due to their positions adjacent to the Super Saiyan Red and Blue transformations neither could really be sure. Vut there stood a good chance that they'd both be able to reach the position naturally, despite what the Dragon and history said. Taht was the real problem, no one knew anything about what had happened to the original Super Saiyan God.Gohan had gone off about how much of a demographic study they'd be able to due following the Super Saiyan transformation being discovered in Universe 6 and how Salada changed, but Goten had kind of lost himself in the bottom of the bottle by that point.What Bulla was telling him now made it seem like Gohan's theory might be true, and the potential that that had to upset any kind of sense of normalcy either of them had was something that he needed to think about. As well as whether he should tell her waht that meant. Of course, his poker face had always been shit, and the way his face got serious when she mentioned it couldn't be covered up with any kind of lie."Well I'm not really positive what that could mean for you, but I think we'd both probably be safe if you avoided taht particular ki as much as possible. At least until after the tournament, maybe we could look at it closer then." Goten said, thinking that would probably be the safest bet for everyone. Bulla asked her question and for a moment she laid there, eating dumpling and ragoons, not thinking much of it till she looked at his face again, still in her laying position. She cocked a brow and sat up, "anyone else smell bacon." She teased at his thinking face and smiled.He answered her and she frowned, bummer he didnt know...or didnt want to tell her. She thought about it for a minute before she laid back down, but this time she put her head on his lap. "Ok, I'll try to avoid it...but sometimes it feels stronger than me so...I'll try." She said as she ate one more dumpling while laying on his lap, looking up at himShe looked so little and cute. Kind of like a little kitten...but...one that had secret razor sharp claws.And much like a kitten as she was in a much better mood she played with the tie of his clothing, "So what's next master? You know I dont tire easy....there is an endless well of energy in here, promise" she said with a smile and she put a hand to her chest.Which was true. Bulla never seemed to tire. Much like her father, she could take the hits, the push, the go. And having refueling with lunch she was bright eyed and bushy tailed. Goten did his best to hide his wide eyes as she lay her head on his lap, moving slightly to keep her head, and more importantly mouth, as far away from certain things as possible. It was a good thing that Trunks was the older sibling, if Goten and Bulla had hit puberty at the same time they would have gotten into far too much trouble. Fortunately he was more mature now and was able to fight off any untoward thoughts he might ahve had. Unfortunately, he had been in the woods without a woman's company for far too long and was fairly 'pent up.' So the possible implications of her endless well of energy weren't lost on him.Fortunately her question of what's next gave him an excuse to finish slurrping in the last of his noodles, some of the juices landing on her face and then set his chopsticks in the container. He then put both of his hands on his thighs and leapt up, not meaning to drop her down hard but wanting to get away from any Roshi like thoughts before they could form.No wonder Roshi is so crazy, living on that island pretty much alone. Goten thought to himself as he used the excuse of having just eaten to readjust his belt, and therefore his pants, without Bulla noticing what he was hiding. then he reached down and tossed off his boots and leapt into the middle of the water at the shallowest point."We're going to work on the basics. Moving nice and slow to start. Perfecting your stances and movements so that you're doing it from from the very start. Here let me show you!" Goten said before very slowly throwing a punch. " See how I step with me off foot and curve my hips into the movement to get the most force? Come here and let me show you how you do it." He said gesturing for himt o come in front of him so taht he could walk her through the movements, this would require a lot of close contact, hands on hips and so forth so that he could show her how to walk her muscles through the movement. When she looked up at him, she thought she saw something in his eyes. A look she knew...was that...desire? Surely not. He was older than her, their race aged slower in their 20s ans 30s. Vegeta and Goku were starting to show their age, but they were still the strongest men in the universe. The implications of being sexually active with anyone for Bulla were terrifying. Between Trunks and Vegeta it was a little girl protected by German shepherds. Let alone...if she was sexually active with...Goten. a Son. Their families were family...but...they were off limits for something like that. Bulla could question why. They were both mutts of a pure half of a dying race. Why not?!But as she began to think on the matter, noodle sauce was dripped on her face. "Gah!!" She jerked and wiped her face off before she was toss on the ground with another yell before she say up, wiping her face off with her arm. Giving her mothers pouted mixed with her fathers annoyed face, "God youre a spaz."She watched him get back into the water and she sighed, "why are you hell bent on getting me wet"Any lewb comments to that statement just flew over her heard as she sighed and walked to him in the water. Watching him first then coming close for him to touch her and show her. When he touched her and began to show her how the move for the muscle memory, she swallowed and looked at his hands and the feeling of him being so close...she body heating up...If she wanted to kiss him she would have to stand on his shoes or flout....but that was just more alluring....She stepped in abit closer than she should have....you know...to learn. goten let the getting wet comment pass by. There was no need to get brought off track by teenage antics like there. Of course, if he got off track with every little thing that went down like that, damn it, they'd never get anything done. Not taht they were being particularly productive right now.he was standing behind her, hands on her hips, as he guided her through the motion of throwing a punch nice and slow. Then she moved back against him and he felt her press up against, well him. he still hadn't gone down from earlier and he knew that he was pressed up against the small of her back. There was no way that she couldn't feel him. And he was feeling her, He needed to back off from this, give himself a bit of time by himself to work out some things. That's when an idea came to his mind."Here I want you to feel something." Goten said taking her hands and holding them just beneath his, then he started to not quite shout, but speak with force. "KA." He formed the ball of energy between the palms of her hands, then he shifted them back by her side "ME." He built the energy up there, letting her feel it go through her hands from his hands, letting her feel the energy flowing through his whole body from how close they were. He clenched and continued "HA...ME..." The water began to ripple around them at their feet, pebbles moving beneath their toes. Then he brought their hands forward in front of them in the trademark pose, pressing himself against her unintentionally. "HA!" He shouted and released the energy sending the blast flying towards the horizon.When the energy died down he let her go, breathing heavily in her ear as he moved to step back. She had taken off her boots before she got into the water, setting them by his as she walked out into the water. She stood there as she let him show her just how he wanted her stance to be. She moved when he showed her, allowing him to train her....even if she moved herself closer.When she moved closer, she felt it. She didnt say anything or point it out, but a small sly smile came to her lips. Of poor sweet Son boy. She kept herself close to him. Her skin lining with goosebumps as she felt that bulge against her. That power swirled inside of her and she felt herself powering up deep inside but she held it down.He takes her hands and she moves with him. Her eyes getting wide, at the KA She felt it in her hands and up her arms. He was letting her feel what it felt like to Ki use into a blast. She could remember now, she looked on in sheer wonder as he went through the process with her and she was wearing an huge smile by the end. The enegry shooting into the void of the woods.Her eyes huge and her heart racing from the feeling of him pushing all at the power through her hands.His breath in her ear....He was trying to train her!!! But...that was unintentionally....very very sexy....Trying to calm a pent up hormonal Saiyan with contact and power was a bad idea. But regardless....of that damn near driving here wild that was amazing.He stepped back and she turned to look at him, quiet for a moment. "Thank you for showing me that...that was amazing...I think I can remember that same feeling when collecting my enegry...do you want me to try on my own..." she said her voice was sweet and dripped with desire she tried to hide.Gods help her...he was sexy. Slightly dumb sometimes....but he was a prefect mate.. Goten thought about her answer for a moment, there was a time where the Kamehameha was a huge exertion for him, a big accomplishment and something that left him short of breath. Now it was something he could do as a demonstration and it not even be that big of a thing for him. Though he could tell it was a big thing for her.What he couldn't quite decide at the moment was whether it would be good and meaningful for him to encourage her to try practicing what he had just shown her, specifically the Kamehameha, or if it would be better to keep her working on the basics."I don't know if you should really be trying that on your own right away, it is supposed to be an advanced technique. Maybe stick to working on the basics, the hip movements and punches and kicks. I'll try to think of something i could find for you to use as a punching dummy, besides me. Maybe have you working on channeling that energy you have into something constructive before you get to tossing it around and accientally breaksomething." Goten said thinking, putting on that same thinking face as he cupped his chin.It would probably go faster if all the blood in his body didn't seem to be running south to power his other brain. Which had him quite distracted. Of course, Goku had learned the Kamehameha just by seeing MAster Roshi doing it.there was the possibility that her seeing him perform it and the movements the way he ahd just done would be enough for her to learn it. But in all of his thinking he didn't realized his eyes had wandered down her body and were resting either at her ass or groin. Bulla licked her lips, the water rushing around her ankles as she felt her bare feet against the pebbles at the waters bottom. She just listened to her heart beat in her ears and the breathing in her chest. Maybe she needed to go home or find a new master....but no one would give her the understanding like another mutt like herself. But she felt something growing inside of her.She flexed her thighs closer together, between her legs was betraying her as she looked at him. From his tall height, his handsome face, his firm muscles, power inside him just like her.Listening to him was hard, just as him talking was hard because something else was."Oh please master....just one try. There isnt anything out here..." she walked up to him, eyes looking him over. She played with the sash once more and gave him big, sweet eyes. "Just once and I'll do all the punches....and poses you want me to as many as youd like"Did she understand her innuendos? Goten considered her request as his face went a little red at her touching his sash. His eyes went up and he moved his right hand went to his chin as if he was thinking. His eyes were looking to the sky as his cheeks flushed. His voice was a little higher as he was embarassed, thinking she might have noticed the hardness that she had inspired. He was going to need to find a way to silently work out some energy tonight."I supposed it wouldn't hurt if you tried it once. Be acreful though and aim for the sky. I don't know how much energy you're going to be putting out, but it's better to be safe now than sorry later." Goten said not really his accidental innuendo there. If there was anything Briefs girls apparently didn't worry about it was condoms. One just had to look at Trunks to know that that was true.

['Vegeta', 'Bulla']

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A Omega in need. ( Umbra&SWN1994 )

It was on a quit day when He left the world leaving behind all who cared about him. The funeral had taken place just a few short days after the accident. It had been a few months since then. Coming home to the small apartment they shared, Yuui unlocked the door. He took off his coat and threw it on the floor. Promising himself he wouldn't cry, that, that's not what Kyte would want. He wiped his face and walked into the dark room and flopped on the bed they used to share. Going out today was a bust and he didn't have much cash left. It was hard to get clients when you where an Omega All the Alpha's wanted you for was your body and when you refused they threw you away. Yuui hated how people could just do that. He hated looking like a girl, Hated the Alpha's for judging him for his body and not his skills.. At least with a Kyte he knew it wasn't like that. Kyte was a beta and had treated him like a person. Sitting up Adis decided to try to make some food. He walked over to the fridge only to find it was empty. With a big sigh, he remembered he needed to get groceries and shut the fridge."Damn" he said, Walking over to the door he slipped on his shoes as he ran a hand through his soft black hair. Arriving to the apartment building Kai sighed softly as he exited the taxi. Paying the man he looked back to the building and frowned. It had been a couple of months now since he lasted visited this place, and it felt weird coming when he knew Kyte wouldn't be there to greet him. Then again, he wasn't here to mourn his best friend, but rather check up on Yuui. Kai had not come to check on the other for so long as he figured Yuui wouldn't want to see him, Kyte and Kai had been like brothers and it always felt weird being along with the omega, he had been like that since they were children and Kai always felt like he was a third wheel when the pair were together.Kai begun up to the pair's to Yuui's apartment. The twenty seven year old alpha brushed his thick chestnut brown hair back, awkwardly stood there for a moment and thought about just leaving. Yuui probably had his friends comforting him and an Alpha coming to a Omega would only spread rumors. Shaking his head he knocked softly on the door, he needed to check up on Yuui. They had been in each other's lives for so long, true though mainly Kyte, but he still needed to make sure that Yuui was okay. For Kyte at least."...Hey Yuui, its Kai. I hope I didn't come at a bad time." Yuui spun around and jumped at the sound of the unexpected knock on the door. One socked foot hit the hardwood floor and his feet slid out from underneath him, knocking over everything in the front hall with a scream and a loud crash. He called out. " I It's Open Kai..." Trying to untangle himself from the coats, hangers and shoes to stand up. He hadn't heard Kai's voice in a few months. It reminded him of Kyte and a pain shot through him as tears welled up in his eyes. He wiped them away quickly as he pushed off a set of coats popping his head up out of the pile he had knocked over onto himself. He really should have given some of these thing's to charity but they were Kyte's and he just couldn't do it on his own. Seeing his shoe he picked it up and frowned looking for the other one in the mess. Upon hearing the crash the alpha become concern and thought about just breaking inside, though he controlled himself and once he heard the door was open he quickly came in to check on Yuui. Upon seeing the omega on the floor Kai moved to help him up when he noticed Yuui looking for something, frowning he went onto his knees and begun to help picking up the coats "You okay?" he asked as he set a few of the coats on the side of the hallway. Noticing the other shoe he took it and offered it to Yuui. "Here," standing up Kai offered his hand "Have you eaten yet? I wanted to come by and check on you, and thought we could go out to eat something. Get out of the house for awhile. Maybe talk."Kai looked around and for a moment expected Kyte to run out and hug him. Welcome Kai to their home and playfully argue to stay inside and make something to eat.Home cooked meals are better! Besides, you're always eating outGod he missed Kyte. Clearing his throat he offered a warm smile "Its my treat. I owe you g you for always being so welcoming to me in your home. I wanna check up on you, if thats okay." Yuui smiled up at him and took his hand. "Thanks." He said standing up. "Oh! you found my shoe. I was wondering where that went. Sorry about the mess I tripped when I " He didn't want to say when your voice reminded me of Kytes. " I slipped on my coat." He sighed and pushed the rest of the offending coats out of the way for now and slipped on his shoes. " I was just about to go out and get food, so if you want to you can come with me. I can cook for you if you want? or we can go out but that's not very good for you at least that's what K " He stopped and looked away. He almost said that's what Kyte would say but caught himself before saying it. Kai had known Kyte far longer then him and must be hurting too." Ah food sounds nice... Sure let me get my coat." He grabbed his coat off the floor and slipped it over his head. He wore a black hoodie with wolf ears on the hood that Kyte got him for his last birthday. It had a small fluffy tail on the back and looked over sized on him. It looked good with his soft fluffy black hair and dark brown almost black gray eyes. He put on matching gloves and a black wool scarf. "Okay lead the way Kai" He said trying to smile up at him but keeping his distance. Kai winced slightly as Yuui began to remind him about Kyte. With a sad smile he nod "I knowhealways says that...but, eating out once and a while is okay, right?" he tried to lessen the blow, but the wound was still fresh. The man chuckled softly "Besides, you deserve to be waited on."Smiling the man nod as he stepped out of the apartment and begun to lead the omega outside. "Hows about we grab some Italian? I know a nice family owned place. Its only twenty minutes away." Kai offered as he grabbed them a cab. Noticing another Alpha the man wrinkled his nose and blocked Yuui from the other's view. Clearing his throat he smiled "I always wanted to talk... Kyte and I spoke aboutwhat ifs and...we talked about what would happen if something like this would happen. I was wondering, if you want, if you need, I could help you out? I know job hunting right now isn't easy and I happen to have a position open in my business for an entry level job." Yuui got in the cab confused, as to why he was guided to Kai s other side but accepted it, stepping into the cab. Kai slid in beside him as he buckled his seatbelt. His body hummed and he shuffled to the side knowing it was the effects of being near the alpha. Yuui looked at the back of the seat quietly thinking of an answer that wouldn t hurt kai s feelings. It s not that I mean thank you, but finding a job is my problem you don t have to help because Kyte asked you to, in fact please don t if that is the case. I can manage for a while. He lied.He had a hundred dollars to his name and was still looking for a massage parlor to work at, one that allowed him to pick his own clients. He had gone through massage school to become a Massuse when Kyte told him he was good with his hands and that he should try it. He had stopped working when Kyte had his accident and lost his job.Being a Omega in the line of work he had was hard. If he couldn t pick his clients, then he would have to be around Alpha s all day and that was dangerous for a un paired omega. If it came down to it he would for a while but not if he could avoid it. He shifted in his seat adjusting his hood over his face. "Mmhm." Kai nod as he leaned back in his seat "I get it. Well, incase of anything," Kai pulled out his business card as well as his cell phone "You can reach me by that number. Also, if you're comfortable with the idea, I would like to exchange numbers. It would be nice to get to talk more. I don't want to lose touch with you, Yuui."Noticing how uncomfortable Yuui became the man frowned and rubbed his neck. He knew how weird it much be to be alone with an Alpha he barely knew. Kai cleared his throat before offering his cellphone "Here. I won't force you to put your number in, but if you like you could take my number or we could maybe see each other every other weekend? I...its selfish, but I feel like if I don't at least talk to you that I'll lose a part of him... honestly, whenever we hung out he use to love to talk about you and...I feel like if we don't at least talk now and again that a little bit of him dies." Kai allowed himself to be open. In their new era of Alphas and Omegas many had begun to try and fight against both social and natural order. Kai happened to be one of these thinkers, to the point that he now wore a scent blocker to both lessen his scent and prevent himself from smelling other omegas who may be nearby."We don't have to talk about it now. But, I hope you know that I do care about you, and I do want the best for you...I want to be friends." Friends? It was strange, the last time he felt comfortable was when Kyte was around but being around Kai made him feel the same. Kai didn't have a smell like most alpha's well he did but it was soft and clamming. He liked it and found himself wishing Kai was around more often. Yuui took out his cell, It had cute puppies on the back with green eyes. He sat it in his lap taking Kai phone from him and adding his number. He looked up at Kai with a smile brightening his face, "Thanks. I added my number feel free to call me anytime." When was the last time he smiled, he didn't know but Kai seemed like a nice guy. He probably was knowing Kyte. Yuui giggled at the thought of Kyte pestering Kai all the time. It reminded him that Kai liked Italian food. When Kai would come over Kyte would ask Yuui to make some and they would all sit and eat till He had to go to work. He handed Kai his phone and leaned more comfortably into the seat.It didn't take long before they made it to the restaurant. It was a nice little place with arching windows on the front. Vines covered some of the walls making it look very charming. There was a small light outside the front door. As they stepped out of the cab Yuui took notice of Kai's offered hand and took it to help him out. He waited for Kai to pay the driver before fallowing him in to be seated. Once he paid their driver Kai lead Yuui into the restaurant when they were greeted by the owner's son, a young man a little younger than Yuui. "Welcome back Mr. Chai, table for two this afternoon?" the omega asked, his raven black hair slicked back and smile bright against his sun kiss skin. Nodding the alpha offered a warm smile to the other omega as they were lead to a table near a large window. Outside the window was the restaurant's own personal garden of herbs and flowers. The view was amazing and Kai was happy they got the best seat in the house.They were given some wine, water, and freshly made bread. This spread was no way special or anything of the sorts, just something the family did as they knew Kai very well. Chuckling the alpha looked over to Yuui "So, would you like some wine? Its on the house, I come here pretty often and help them out with a few things so no need to worry about the cost." Kai explained."...So, how have you been? It has been awhile since I last came to see you. I apologize, I threw myself into work and ...I guess I lost track of everything." " Just water for now thanks." Yuui waved his hand and smiled at the boy. " I am okay. It's been hard but I can manage. I have been looking for work wherever I can. There are two places I might work for but I haven't decided yet." He sipped the water and grabbed a piece of bread to open and butter. He didn't want to tell Kai if he chose to work at ether of the two places he would have to work only with other alpha's as that was the rules for a omega in the company. " How about you? How have you been?" "Thats good. I hope they pay well, if not... well, my offer always stands." Kai reassured as he poured himself a glass. Taking a sip the man smiled sadly "I've been...okay. Been busy with work and such." Kai shrugged slightly. Cracking his neck the man leaned back in his seat "Other than those things, I have been okay." Kai sighed softly before snapping himself out of his downturn mood. "Anyway I also came to visit you because ...I honestly missed visiting." Kai said. Normally he would come to visit the pair once every other weekend. It had passed one or two visit now."I was wondering, I know its odd to have an Alpha over, and probably bad for appearance however, I was wondering maybe if we could start again? If not I understand. I came out of the blue today which is rude and I apologize for that." He took a bit of the bread taking his time to finish it before answering. " It's okay I guess, I mean It pays the bills till I can build up a better client tell. I will be servicing Alpha's mostly Since that's all omegas can do for the first year they are there. I will have to where a collier to stay safe and bring suppressants and mace." The waiter came back with their food and sat it down. " Enjoy" He said then left when Yuui said thanks. Yuui had missed seeing Kai so when he said he wanted to come over again he jumped in, " Yes please! You can come visit anytime. Honestly I missed seeing you and having meals and watching movies with you. Even the creepy horror ones seem nice if your going to be there and you know I hate those. Well you might not, but I don't like things that have blood and scary things in them." He continued to eat the pasta dish he had ordered. It was one of the best things he has had in a while. He missed seeing Kai and Honestly he didn't like being alone, so it was nice to see and do things with him again. Kai became alert when he heard about Yuui's new work. Frowning slightly he rubbed his neck and nod "As long as you stay safe..." Kai bit his tongue and controlled himself from becoming overly protective over Yuui. Yuui was an adult, he could do what he pleased and if he wanted to work like that with Alphas around him...Kai tried brushing it off and smiled brightly seeing Yuui wanting Kai to come over again.Chuckling he smiled sweetly "Even horror movies? Heh, I know you must be serious now." he joked playfully . He knew how much Yuui hated those types of movies, and Kai happened to love those movies, so even the offer to just watch those meant that the omega was serious. "Well then, how can I deny seeing you every weekend?Heh, no scary movies are required though." Kai smiled softly as he begun to eat as well. Kai talked with Yuui about anything and everything, and once their meals were finished Kai paid for it. He argued that he had picked out the restaurant and did the invite so he was the one to pay for everything. If not that, he would have simply found some other reason why he had to pay."So," Kai begun as they waited for his card to be returned "Would you like to go do something else? I have the whole day...and weekend, pretty much free." Yuui hadn't seen Kai in a while and forgot how much fun it was to spend time with him. adjusting his hood when they got outside to get in the cab he nodes, "Sure but remember you said I didn't have to watch the scary ones." He said with a wink and a grin. He poked Kai in the side with a small hand laughing. " Should we see a movie or with could do something else like ice skating that's fun sometimes. Well It's fun if you don't fall all the time." he remembered the time last winter, when Kyte suggested they go ice skating. Kyte wasn't very good and kept falling on Kai and him trying to stand up. He remembered Kai was good at Ice skating because he took classes when he was little and got a few awards for it.Yuui was smiling the brightness back in his face when the cab drove up. " We could also just go back to the apartment and play board games? What would you like to do?" "Heh, I promise. Besides, I can always watch those movies when I get home." Kai chuckled as his side was poked. Reaching over he playfully poked Yuui's nose before thinking about going ice skating. There was a nearby ice ring which they could go to. Nodding the man smiled "Ice skating sounds fun. I don't mind going back to the apartment either however, skating would get us moving more." the man pointed out as they entered the cab.Sitting beside him Kai pulled out his phone and called the ring to make sure they were letting people in. Nodding he hung up and happily said they were able to go right now.As they headed off to the ice ring Kai begun to tell old stories about him and Ktye as children like when they would go ice skating or how Kai would hide out over at Ktye's place whenever he couldn't deal with his parents. Those days were often. Being an Alpha did not only mean he was on top of whatever their society was built on, but also he was expected to fit a mold which he didn't want to be in. Kai hated always having to be on top of thing, couldn't really express his emotions, or expected to treat omegas poorly just because they were considered to be lower than betas and alphas. The best person he ever met was an omega...that was before he killed himself. Kai kept that part to himself."...um..." Kai snapped out os his deep thought before smiling again "Sorry, must have zoned out a bit. Hey, maybe next weekend we could go to the beach? I know right now the pier is having a night light kind of event, so it might be nice to just wander around during then." Yuui liked Kai's story's and told some of his own like the time Kyte and Yuui met. Kyte thought Yuui was a girl at first until Yuui told him he was a boy making Kyte apologize for flirting with him and that's how they became friends at first. Yuui laughed when Kai told him that he was rambling and said, " Sure I love the beach but you know that already since you were the one who helped plan with Kyte my birthday every year."The driver pulled up the ice rink letting them out once Kai paid once more even though Yuui protested telling Kai it was fine and he didn't need to but Kai found a reason anyways to do so.Once outside Yuui waited till Kai got out and walked up next to him. Yuui was walking in front this time and went to open the door when three Alphas came out the front two looking at Kai and one looking at Yuui with a look of lust in his eyes and a smirk on his face. the Alpha took Yuui's hand pinning him to the door he said, " Hey cutie. You alone? Want to go have some fun with us ? Don't worry we will treat you nicely." Yuui squirmed free holding his hand and ducking under the Alpha to stand next to Kai. " No I am with my friend." he stated as if it was a fact. The Alpha looked at Kai and smiled at Yuui as if he had won something. grabbing Yuui's hand and pulling him closer into a hug. "I can show you a better time little Omega maybe I could be your fated pair?" Yuui looked up at the Alpha anger and fear in his eyes. His body was getting hot and uncomfortable. A need rising that only occurred when he was with a Alpha. Panic hit him and he looked toward Kai. When the trio of Alphas came out Kai straighten up and stared at the other alphas. He begun to stare down the other two Alphas who started to back off. Kai, though normally laid back and pretty nice, was also from a pretty bad home life and he had learned a few things from his time with his father. One being to scare off other Alphas. Kai was already taller than most Alphas and more fit. The other two men back off and tried to get the attention of their friend when they heard a low growl from Kai.Kai noticed the look Yuui gave him and without a second though he tore the other Alpha away from Yuui and slammed him against the wall. He was much stronger than he looked and as he held the other he bared his teeth "Either fuck off or I will break off that pathic nub you call a dick." Kai's grip tighten "Leave. My. Friend. Alone." Kai warned. Moving over to Yuui he draped an arm around his friend and growled at the others again "Leave before I get the police involved. Yuui, you okay?" The Alpha glared back at Kai, standing up and adjusting his clothes. He left with his friends pulling him along saying various things to get him to go without fighting with Kai anymore then he had. Yuii heard one of them say something about how that omegas Alpha could have killed you bro you should look before you leap or something like that. Which made Yuui smile and peek up at Kai who was still glaring at them leaving. Before he realized it Yuui had put his hand on Kai's abs feeling them under his shirt. Spacing out at what just happened. He didn't know Kai worked out I mean he didn't look like he did but he had never seen Kai without cloths so how could he have guessed. Yuui traced the lines of the Muscles before stopping and pulling his hand away as if Kai had burned him. "Ah I am okay thanks, Really. I didn't know you were that strong do you work out or something?"He waved his hands to show he wasn't harmed or anything. " I was just a bit surprised and scared that's all. Ah sorry for touching your er never mind but yeah and thanks for helping me." It sounded better in his head but when he went to talk all his words got mixed up. Well now I sound like an idiot he thought why can't I talk like normal. It's like Yuui just noticed Kai was a Alpha and very attractive to him. He stopped at that thought and tried to push it aside failing miserably when he noticed Kai had his arm around him making Yuui very aware of Kai. Scared though he was he was more excited than anything or at least his body was since it was screaming happy thing's at him making his mind all fuzzy chaos bouncing around inside him.He shook his head and stepped away from Kai hoping that would clear his mind a bit, enough to speak properly at the very least. Kai didn't look away from the three alphas until they were far enough away he couldn't smell them anymore. Turning his attention back to Yuui the man relaxed and returned to his old self once again "Huh? Oh, I do. I box and junk, nothing impressive." Kai said softly "But are you okay? I mean, he grabbed you and I just wanna make sure." the Alpha's voice was soft again, filled with concern. Perking a brow the man blushed slightly and rubbed his neck "Ah, thats okay. I didn't even notice."When Yuui stepped away from Kai the man frowned "S sorry! I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable." Kai cleared his throat before smiling. Opening up the door he lead Yuui inside "Come on, being somewhere cold should help us out."Once they got their skates Kai waited for Yuui to get his skates on before leading him out to the ice ring. Kai felt at home on the ice and it showed with how skated with ease. Looking over to Yuui the man smiled as he offered his hand "Need a hand?" Yuui blushed slightly but took the offered hand. "Thank's. Say do you want to teach me some of those tricks you know from last time we came here?"There was only two other couples on the ring that they were in. This building had two ice rings and Yuui assumed Kai had picked this one since there was less people. It was used for those who could skate at a pro level and he knew Kai knew how to do that. Yuui had also been skating since he was a child, his mother sending him to do something other then study all the time. He found he liked the quite and most of the time he could skate late to relieve stress. He was good at skating and knew a few tricks but when he skated with Kai he had always wanted to learn from him.They stopped by the side so Yuui could take off his coat and scarf so it wouldn't interfere. Underneath he wore a slim fitting black top that had a wolf running across it with a rainbow of colors flying out behind it's paws. His pants were also slim fitting and white with a few rips in them. they had come that way when he bought them and they were still pretty new.He looked to Kai and held out the hand he just freed from the glove, " Ready let's have some fun." His eye's seemed to sparkle with excrement as he smiled up at him. "Which one? Heh, I know a few." he smiles as looks out to the ring to see that the other couple had taken the smaller one which gave the pair the larger of rings. More space to do more tricks. Coming to a pause the Alpha leaned against the wall and watched Yuui. Kyte had been so lucky to have had Yuui as his partner. They had always been so happy together and Kyte was not shy to announced it to the world or even ask his best friend to stay around them during dates so other Alphas wouldn't try anything. Of course Kai had agreed and was able to be around them without being noticed by Yuui.Kai was caught off guard when Yuui offered his hand, but the man smiled brightly and nod as he took the other's hand. Leading out into the middle of the icy surface he gave them a quick spun before bowing. "Of course." he begun to show Yuui a few tricks, although keeping them at a starter level as he did not want to rush Yuui into more dangerous moves which would hurt him if anything went wrong. However, Kai did show off a few of those moves which it was clear he was being careful as he did his flips or more complex spins and such. Breathing heavily the man smirked "How was that?" When Kai spun him around it made Yuui laugh. He watched Kai show him how to do the tricks and spins first before trying them himself. Kai must have been a really good teacher because Yuui was able to copy Kai's trick perfectly after only tiring two or three times. Kai seemed to make Yuui laugh a lot whenever he spoke or maybe it was the way he taught him how to do the moves but it was so funny and silly that he had to laugh each time. Yuui showed Kai a few moves he learned when he was younger that only small and light bodies could do. His was both of those which was why his instructor always paired him up with taller boys or girls. Yuui was able to spin very quickly with perfect accuracy on the landing and timing every time.They stopped and went to sit down for a bit since Yuui was breathing hard from practicing a new spin move Kai had taught him. "I had forgotten how fun it was to skate like this. I might have to come back more often. I missed this feeling." He said still a bit breathless.Yuui's phone started to ring. "Hold on let me get this one sec." He walked off to answer his phone. When he picked up the call, The land lady was on the phone telling him that the building had caught on fire and everything inside was gone. Someone had caught a pan on fire in a apartment downstairs and it fell lighting the wall and surrounding apartments on fire burning the building down to the studs and framework. Yuui came back slowly his face said it all like he just lost everything. His eyes looked like shiny glass as tears started to stream down his face and he tried to wipe them away quickly. His body was shaking as he used his shirt to wipe the tears spilling down his face off. Through hiccups and crying sounds he managed to say, "Kai the apartment is gone everything caught fire." Kai panted heavily as they took a seat, he had pushed himself a bit too far on the ice too quickly and now ended up out of breath. Nodding the man noticed a worker passing by and asked if they could get some water. As he waited for Yuui, the alpha wondered if he should ask. There was a certain scent coming from Yuui. One only pregnant Omegas would give off and he wondered if perhaps the omega was with Kyte's child or perhaps he had just been to close to another pregnant omega.That thought went out the window when he heard Yuui. Spinning around he listened to the young man before moving over slowly and embracing the omega "Shh, its okay. I'm right here for you." Kai spoke softly and smoothly as he pulled Yuui into the embrace indigently rubbed his back "I'm right here." he said again. Grabbing their shoes he got them ready to leave before pausing and keeping Yuui by his side, ensuring once they were out no other Alphas would be stupid enough to do anything to the small male.Once they got back to the apartment the man frowned seeing the state of the apartment. Yuui had been lucky, from the floor he was on he might have died. Slowly the alpha went over to the cooling ash and saw that some things from other apartment had survived or at least was not as bad. Going over to where Yuui's apartment would have roughly been he begun to dig around before finding at least a few items. Bringing them over to Yuui the alpha was not covered in soot and ash stained his face. "I was able to find a few things," Kai said as he placed down his coat to lay down the four items he found "I know its not much, but it is something." he looks up to Yuui "And don't worry about where you'll sleep. My home is always welcome to you. If not, please let me pay for a place for you to sleep. I know you don't want a hand out, but...you do need help right now." Yuui was in no state to make decisions. When he saw the apartment in ashes he started crying uncontrollably so. The sadness flowed through his veins and deadened his mind. It was a poison to his spirit, dulling him killing off his other emotions until it was the only one that remained. It was as if a black mist had settled upon him and refused to shift, and no matter how bright the day was he would feel no sun and hear no bird song. For the world was lost to him and he knew of nothing that would bring it back into focus.Yuui looked with burred vision at the few pieces Kai could find. He couldn't even tell what they were. If only he had stayed home maybe he could have been with Kyte in heaven. Maybe he was supposed to have been in that fire. Why hadn't he stayed? Tears kept falling as he mumbled something about how he should have stayed home. How the fire was Kyte calling him to his side. He hurt and missed kyte so much it was like death by a thousand paper cuts, for every time he remembered his loss it was another cut to his already damaged mind. None were enough to kill him, but overtime their accumulation bled him of the humanity he had once had.Yuui dropped to the ground the stress overwhelming him as darkness took his mind into sleep.

['Kyte', 'Adis', 'Yuui']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/11851/

Prevangelion [RyuxLin]

Minako stood on the elevator descending down into the deep inner parts of NERV. She received a phone call she had been chosen but only with a vague idea of what for. The young woman standing next to her seemed less intimidating than she was expecting. Only in her 20s. She looked to the other side of her, someone else having been picked up to be taken to NERV as well. Ryu sighed softly as he stood in the elevator. He wasn't as new as the girl near him was, having known about this place for a while but not having been allowed in till now. His medium length black hair was spiked and his ice blue eyes where ringed with black showing that he hadn't had much sleep nowadays. He closed his eyes, yawning softly as he gave a soft stretch,"Hmmm... are we almost there...?" he asked the man who was standing in the front of the elevator,"I'm getting hungry..." Minako stepped back a bit. The guy her age having acted so callously to a government official. She had black hair reaching her back but she dyed it relatively often. She had brown eyes and was a bit shorter than the woman next to her at about 5'1. She watched as the man in the elevator just stared at him. She leaned behind the woman to whisper to him. "I think we should just be quiet, it won't be too long until we get there." He sighed, obviously upset,"Well excuse me... I was grabbed during lunch, so it's not like I had anything to eat..." he said as he leaned against the wall of the elevator. He was annoyed, and hungry, and when those two things mixed, he wasn't exactly pleasent,"Can we at least get something waiting for us? I mean, we are pretty important..." he said as he looked at the girl a bit as his hand moved, rubbing at his shoulder. "We're important? How so?" Her suspicions dissipated, she had assumed she was in trouble but being important must mean they weren't, at least in her mind. "So why exactly are we here?" She kept whispering behind the woman's back. He shook his head softly,"Jeeze... don't you know anything?" he said as he pulled out a note card,"We've been drafted by NERV... they specialize in making sure that the angels don't return. If they do, then it could be the end of all life..." he said as he closed his eyes,"We're probably here to test the prototypes..." he said as the elevator came to a stop. "But.... it's been years since there's last been an angel...." She looks down at the note card frowning. "So we're here to test prototypes? Prototypes of what?" She fidgeted on her toes as she watched the machinery pass by, the elevator deep underground. She stood straight quickly, the young woman turning to look at her as if she was accusing her of something. He chuckled a bit,"Yeah... but you hae to think, just cause you haven't seen them in a while... doesn't mean they won't come someday." he said as they walked out of the elevator,"And the prototypes are something my father helped with... what did he call them again...?" he said, mostly to himself as they walked along. "Oh, so you know what's going on then?" She walked behind the adults leading them down, standing next to the young man with her. "Well I feel a lot better knowing we're not in trouble, that'd be awful, especially to be in trouble with the government." He chuckled softly as they moved,"You think they're the government?" he said softly as they where led to a room, looking at her a bit,"They're not really the government... well, they are funded by them, but not really..." he said, trying to explain as best he could. "Well isn't that the same though?" She was a tad confused. "Something funded by the government is controlled by the government and is thus the government right?" She bit her finger as they were continually led down the halls of the complex. He chuckled a bit,"No... not exactly..." he said as they were led to a room, slowly moving inside he moved to one side of the room,"You know how everything has a sort of... personal agenda... well, even though they're funded by the government, it doesn't mean that they're controlled by it... well, not fully anyways..." he said softly. She shrugged still walking beside him. "Well I guess it just doesn't make sense to me, but as long as they're important we probably should be respectful." She looked out the corner of her eye at some of the employees, the business like air of the place made it seem hostile. He chuckled a bit,"They're important?" he said as he looked at her,"They're like gnats compaired to us..." he said as they were continually walked through the place,"In their eyes, we're the most important things on the planet right now..." he said with a soft air of superiority in his voice. "Al.....right then....." The way the conversation had gone left her uncomfortable, she didn't feel like she was supposed to be this important. "Are we almost there?" She asked the people leading them hoping to get this over with. He chuckled softly as he looked around,"Hmmm... no clue... haven't been here before." he said as they where still lead around,"But I suppose that they'll let us know where to go first..." he said with a soft yawn. He had every right to feel superior, knowing that they where going to test out the battle suits that would be fighting angels. He still couldn't remember the names, but he didn't care too much, he just wanted to have fun. She nods her head to the side and sighs, this all seemed to official for her tastes. She didn't really want to be the center of attention, or of any importance, there would be too many people to let down. "Don't we have any say in this?" She leans closer to the guy beside her, turning her eyes ahead as she sees the entrance to a wide open hangar. He smiled softly as the light shone into the hanger, showing the two large battle suits,"Yeah... we have a say..." he said softly,"But that answer is irrelevant right now... seeing as we're the only ones who can control these..." he said as he moved towards one of the suits, the one that was a dark red color. Minako waited at the entrance to the hangar for someone to say something, this whole thing confused her. "Don't you think we should wait until someone says something? That stuff looks expensive and we shouldn't...." She stops as she notices her voice echoes in the hangar only drawing attention to herself. He chuckled a bit,"You don't get it, do you?" he said as he looked at her,"These belong to us..." he said as a few people came up to them, starting to take some measurements of them,"Hmmm... we're probably going to get plug suits..." he said as he stretched a bit. She slightly resisted as scientists started tugging on her limbs, forcing her to hold her arms straight out and her legs forward to take measurements. "Why do you know so much about this?" She cringed as the scientists grabbed at her, still taking measurements of her extremities, as well as measuring her bust, waist, and hips. He chuckled,"I told you, my father works here." he said as he was measured quickly,"He's a pretty high ranking scientist here, so I get to hear all the stories of what he's working on. Of course he's not supposed to speak about it, but he wanted to make sure I knew something about what was going to happen to me..." he said as the scientists moved away,"By the way..." he said, finally realizing it,"I'm Ryu." he said, putting out a hand. She shook her shoulders as the scientists stepped away, the spur of the moment chaos having perturbed her. "I'm Minako." She held out her hand to shake his, standing as far back as she could figuring it polite. "But why are you speaking so callously about it if it's a secret?" He chuckled a bit,"Cause it's not much a secret down here..." he said as a scientist nodded to him and he nodded back,"Everyone down here has the highest clearance... so you don't have to worry too much." he said, moving and starting to remove his shirt and pants. "Wait what are you doing?" She covered her eyes and turned away. "You said they had to make the suits they wouldn't be ready yet put your clothes back on!" She felt her own shirt being tugged at, the scientists just wanting to get her into her plug suit for their first test runs. She struggled a moment, pulling on her shirt away from them before resigning to stand there as they stripped her of her clothes. He chuckled,"Plug suits are one size fits all... they're just doing that for our physical profiles..." he said as he removed his boxers, turning away from her a bit,"Don't worry about it... i won't peek or anything..." he said as a scientist brought him a deep red suit, which he put on slowly. She undid her own bra and stepped out of her panties, being brought a blue suit. She put on the the blue suit, noticing it felt really loose. Suddenly one of the scientists pressed something on the suit and it suddenly became skin tight, making her feel exposed as it showed off the shape of her body. He yawned softly as he put his suit on, pressing the button and feeling the suit squeeze his body,"Hmmm... bit tight..." he said, looking back at her a bit,"How's yours feel?" he said as he stretched a bit, getting used to it as best he could. He moved to the battle suit that he had earlier and smiled,"Now... what should I call you...?" he said softly, mostly to himself. "It's really tight, overly so even." She hunched her back to hide her body, turning to look at the large suits. She figured the purple looking one was hers since it best matched her suit, as how Ryu's matched the red suit. "Are the suits really necessary?" He chuckled,"Yeah..." he said as he saw the large letters on the side of the suit,"Since the Eva's are basically a second skin, they connect directly to our central nervous system, to make the reaction time quicker..." he said as he looked back at her, smiling softly,"You know... you're kinda cute... trying to hide yourself like that..." he said as he moved away from the suit and towards what looked like a large cylinder. "Don't talk like that!" She snapped at him as she stared at her arm, the plug suit really did feel like her skin. She followed behind him to the cylinder. "But... if it's a second skin.... and an angel attacks us won't it hurt?" He shrugged,"No clue..." he said softly,"From what I've heard so far, I don't think so, but it's all still in the experimental stage..." he said, watching as it opened, revealing the plug for his Eva,"And hey... who knows, maybe once we're done here... me and you could go grab a bite to eat." he said with a smile as it began to close. "Ummm maybe?" She worded it like a question, not quite sure how to respond. She saw another metal cylinder next to her suit. She looked around being nodded on by the scientists she got inside, sitting down in what looked like a cockpit. He smiled softly as the cylinder closed, screens appearing around him as he pressed a button,"Testing communications... you hear me Minako?" he said as he watched as a small hole appeared, starting to fill with the pinkish liquid,"Now comes the fun part..." he said as he chuckled a bit. Minako quickly looked around for the communication button, not noticing a hole for fluid open inside. She finally found it and pressed the button speaking in. "I can hear you can hear m Aah!" She felt liquid slosh around her feet and it quickly began to accumulate, it made her skin tingle and she held her breath reflexively. He smiled as he heard her,"Good... communications system working..." he said as the LCL began to accumulate around him,"Power systems normal... everything looking good, how about on your end Minako?" he asked as he turned on the visuals of the outside, looking through the eyes of his Eva. "Ummm the pilot's seat is leaking." She took a deep breath and calmed down. "But no alarms are going off, is this supposed to happen?" She hunched her shoulders as the liquid approached her arms and she struggled not to jump up out of fear. He laughed a bit,"Don't worry... it's just LCL... just keep calm and after a bit your lungs will get used to it. It'll supply oxygen to your system." he said as he pressed a few more buttons, the LCL covering his body now as he made the Eva's head move slowly left and right, checking the optical systems,"Hmmm... everything seems to be in working order... for now..." he said softly, mostly to himself. "Alright, so what do I do now?" She looked around at all the buttons inside the suit, and the levers on the sides. "Aren't we just testing the suits though? How much do we have to do with these?" He smiled,"Just check the list next to the control panel, press the buttons it says to. Today we're just testing to make sure they're working properly..." he said as he continued to check different displays and different indicators. He was already used to this kind of thing, having heard so many stories, he felt as though he'd done these checks a million times. "Ummm alright." She pressed the button and quickly follows the directions. No alarms or anything go off so she assumes it's ok. Mentally exhausted from the day she wipes her forehead with her arm even though she's enveloped in fluid. "So is that it?" He finished his checks a bit faster than her,"Yeah... that's it." he said, moving and pressing another button, the fluid starting to drain out,"Just drain and unplug." he said as his plug was removed from the Eva. He was excited, and stepped out of his plug when it was set down, stretching a bit and giving a soft melodramatic gag at the smell of the LCL fluid. She followed suit, sighing with relief as the fluid drained and the plug opened. She stepped out shivering. "I don't think I can do this." She glanced around at all the hi tech gadgetry. "This is a little too much." He moved over to her and smiled,"Don't worry about it..." he said, looking up at the suits,"We're just the test pilots... we'll never have to face an angel, just make sure that the systems are aligned for the real things..." he said as he shiverd slightly,"Well... I dunno about you, but I could use a shower..." he said, looking at the nearest scientist, who pointed towards a nearby door,"Come on..." he said, taking her hand and pulling her towards it. "Where are we going?" She stumbled behind him as she was pulled to the showers. "Is that it though? Are we done for the day?" She hated the suits, they felt wrong to her and she didn't need this pressure, but if they were just testing she hoped she could cope. "Why are we both in the showers....." He smiled,"Well... LCL doesn't really smell that good..." he said as he moved, turning on some hot water,"So it's best to wash it off as soon as possible." he said as he stepped under the water and looked over at her,"Don't worry, you don't have to take off the suit, and your clothes will be washed and prepared for you once we're done. She steps slowly into the shower, feeling self conscious as she got under the water. "I suppose it's fine with the suits." She muttered under her breath, still turning her back to him regardless, hiding the front of her body. He saw how self conscious she was, and decided to have a bit of fun. He stepped under the water and looked over at her,"You know... you've got a cute set of hips..." he said as he looked back up at the water, letting it run over his face as he put some soap in his hair. She turned back to look at him a bit startled. Then she sighed, noting that just because she had the suit on didn't mean wearing something skintight and getting wet was a good idea. He smiled softly as she looked at him, having some fun teasing her. He moved over to her slowly and quietly,"Why..." he said softly, wrapping his arms around her waist,"I bet you have guys chasing you all the time..." he said softly in her ear, resting his head on her shoulder. She looked over at him, but shifts her eyes down. "That's no business of yours." She crosses her arms beneath her chest and looks away. She doesn't move even though his arm is around her waist, she just lets it remain there silently. He smirked softly,"So that's a no huh? What's the matter? Too shy around them?" He said, laying his head on her shoulder. He loved to tease her, it was just too easy. He had always been the kind of outspoken guy people wanted to be, and he loved to tease people, so it was fun for him to pick on her. "No that's not it, it's just none of your business." She shakes her shoulder and turns her back to him. She doesn't move away and braces herself expecting his head to push against her back. She wasn't trying to avoid him, she actually liked the attention but she didn't know what to do with it. "Don't you have anything better to do?" She looks over her shoulder back at him. He smiled softly as he moved, pulling her under the water slowly,"Hmmm... better to do...? Not really..." he said as he moved, giving a teasing nibble on her neck,"Why... got any ideas?" he said as he let his hands move, ghosting over her sides softly,"You know... you really are something though..." he whispered in her ear,"I mean.. the fact that you don't have many guys after you is downright shocking..." he whispered very softly in her ear teasingly. This time she pulled away, actually jerking herself away from him. "If you're trying to get laid why not go tease someone else, just go out there, tell them you get to pilot an EVA and the girls will be all over you! Why bother me!?" She stomped her foot on the wet tiles, her thigh aching from the reverberation of the stomp. He laughed a bit as she threw her tantrum,"I was just having a little fun..." he said as he put his hands on his hips a bit,"Didn't think you'd take it seriously." He said as he lifted his head up, looking up into the water,"Besides... it takes a certain type of girl to... I guess you'd say, push all the right buttons..." he said as he closed his eyes softly,"Something about you... is fun..." he said simply. She looks away again, turning her head away and looking down at her feet. "Well I'm think I'm done, I.... don't really feel like taking a shower right now." Her body was wet however, having stalled in under the water for while. "I guess..... I don't hate you...." She still averts her eyes, too embarassed to look back up. He smiled softly, letting his head move so he could look at her, water rushing down his face,"And I'll be sure to be more careful when I play with you..." he smirked as he moved, turning off the water and stretching, starting to move to get a towel to dry off. He was looking forward to getting out of the plug suit, and back into some normal clothes. Minako grabbed a towel and wiped off the water, paying a lot of attention to her hair. "So where do we go back and get changed." She talked to him not turning around, but facing away. "I'm kind of lost here in the building, it's too big to remember on my first day." She turns around and approaches him. "So could you lead the way back?" He chuckled a bit,"Go back to change?" He said, moving to a pair of lockers, one with her name and one with his,"They got our clothes right here..." he said, opening them, showing ehr that their clothes were all in there, and cleaned as well,"I mean, this is a state of the art facility..." he said as he pulled out his clothes, setting them on a bench nearby. "I see." She nods staring at the locker before opening it. She gathers her clothes up in her arms looking at them for a moment before taking off for around the corner to give herself some privacy. She unravels her underwear from the stack of clothes and starts to put it on, but notices she still has the plugsuit. She tugs at it but can't grip and frantically starts rubbing. "C Can you help me?" She calls from around the corner peeking her head at him, her face red from frustration. He laughed a bit as she disappeared, moving and already getting his suit off and his underwear on as she asked for assistance,"Man... you really don't know anything do you?" he asked. He moved over to her and looked over her plug suit before giving a soft chuckle,"This is gonna be... interesting... it seems like all the ways to get it off are in the back... but if you take off them, that plug suit's just going to basically slide right off, leaving you... well, exposed..." he said softly. "Well I can't wear this for the rest of my life, just unfasten it and turn away quickly." She tensed up, hunching her shoulders to cover the front of her body. "Ok?" She says back to him, still hunching over, the width of her smooth back in front of him from her position He chuckled and nodded, moving and pressing a few spots on her back gently, seeing a few lights appearing. After a few moments the whole back just kinda opened and fell off. He turned his head so he wouldn't embarrass her,"There you go..." he said, moving and putting the last of his clothes on. He did look back for a moment though, seeing the smoothness of her skin he couldn't help but smile a bit. She reached down, letting the plug suit slide off before draping it over the bench in the locker room. She goes back to her pile of clothes, putting on lavender panties and bra. She frowned slightly at the 34 B tag on the strap before putting it on. Going back to the pile she slides on a long pair of jeans, they slid down around her hips comfortably. The black tank top however felt a bit damp as it brushed against her wet hair, the whole ensemble showing off her mid riff. He waited for her to finish, taking a deep breath as he sat on the bench. He could hear his stomach growl a bit and realized he was hungry,"Hey... how about we go get something to eat after this?" he asked her, closing his eyes and laying on the bench,"I'm starving..." She nodded her head slowly, she didn't really have the courage to say no, especially since he was being nice now. "I don't see why not." She would have refused him if he had kept being a jerk but she worried that saying no would make her seem like an unforgiving bitch and that bothered her. He smiled softly as he moved to her,"Cool..." he said as he looked her over a bit,"Tell you what... I'll even buy... my treat." he said as he gave her a gentle smile,"But first, you have to do one thing for me..." he said as he stood in front of her,"CLose your eyes for a few moments, and don't open them until I say..." he said softly. She closed her eyes, squinting them slightly and peeking before losing them all the way again. "Fine, if you're buying." She leaned back and forth on the ball of her feet. "We're not going to a cheap place are we... and no stealing anything." She put her hands in her pockets leaving her eyes closed. He smiled softly,"Don't worry... it won't be cheap..." he said. He saw that her eyes were fully closed and he moved, silently towards her. He licked his lips softly as he looked her over for a moment before he moved, pressing his lips softly to her, kissing her as gently and as passionately as he could as he let his arms wrap around her waist gently. She leaned against him a moment, nibbling his lower lip. She jumps a bit when she feels his hands on her waist and starts to pull back, pushing her hands against his chest. "What are you doing? I'm not that kind of girl." She looked away from him, assuming the worst that he might have gone further. He had felt her nibble on his lower lip before she pulled away. He smiled softly,"Let's go get something to eat..." he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her along. He knew she would be a bit confused, but it was alright. He could feel something inside of himself, wanting her, needing to feel her skin against his, but she wasn't... confident enough, and right now... he wanted her to trust him. She stumbled as her arm was pulled, her legs swinging awkwardly until she caught up, still holding his hand. "But where exactly are we going." She called out to him, panting from the effort and sudden sprinting. He smiled as they moved at a quick pace,"I know a great place, but they close soon, so we gotta get topside quick!" he said as he continued to pull her along, looking somewhat like a child. She kept following him, her arm was held straight at the speed they were going. "My shoulder hurts... can we slow down?" She blushed embarassed, since it sounded to her like she was whining. "If we have time...." He chuckled a bit,"I know something better..." he said, moving and gently putting ehr on his back, seeming to speed up now while carrying her,"This way you can rest, and we'll make it on time..." he said as he ran through what seemed like dozens of hallways, each looking almost exactly the same. "Ah!" She gasped as her legs came out from under her and she reflexively grasped for his neck, almost choking him before situating her arms on his shoulders. "Are you sure this is ok?" She shifts her weight, the position feeling a bit dangerous. He chuckled,"Don't worry... I do this all the time with my kid brother..." he said as he continued to run, going around corners expertly as they made their way back towards the elevator,"Besides, you said you didn't want anything cheap..." he said as he turned his head, looking at her with a soft smile as they made it to the elevator. "Well yeah... but." She rested, all of her weight resting on his shoulders and back. "If it's ok with you I don't mind, I'm not bothering you am I?" She was flustered, her comment having provoked that reaction made her worry she was an inconvenience. He smiled softly as he saw that she was turning a bit,"You're so cute..." he said as he moved, the elevator opening as he moved inside with her. He set her down,"Don't worry about it... I told you... it's my treat..." he said as he let a hand move, ghosting a bit over her cheek. She bit her lip nervously as he brushed her cheek. "S so are we almost there?" She asked looking around and noticed the floor numbers on the elevator. "Is it very far from where we'll get off?" She felt like she should impress him, maybe make up for acting inconsiderate earlier. He chuckled a bit, looking at the numbers on the elevator,"Well... we're at sub basement 149... and we're going up at least 2 floors a minute..." he said to himself, closing his eyes a bit,"We should be able to get off in about an hour... that should give us thirty minutes to get to the restaurant." he said with a smile. "An hour on the elevator?" She bit her lip again. "Well we just have to make the best of it." She came to a conclusion on how to pay him back, she knew he liked her so she pulled down the neckline on her tank top and shimmied her jeans a little bit lower, hoping the better "view" might compensate. He looked out the window a bit as she did, not really noticing her that much,"It really is beautiful..." he said softly as he watched the upside down skyline infront of them,"In an odd and twisted sort of way..." he said as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before looking over at her, seeing her new look and giving a soft smile. "I know what you mean, upside down buildings might take a while to get used to for me." She looked out over the landscape pretending to ignore the looks he was giving her new appearance. "I don't suppose there's a faster way up?" He shook his head a bit,"Nope... we're here for a good while..." he said as he closed his eyes, moving and sitting on the floor,"And people rarely take this elevator, except at the end of the day, so it's a one way trip... straight up with no stops..." he said as he closed his eyes again. She groaned and sat down on the floor of the elevator, having to shift to fix her pants, the back riding up when she slid to the floor. "You could have warned me.... but I guess we can get to know each other better, maybe tone down on teasing in the shower from now on?" She asked hopefully, leaning on her hands which she had placed on the floor. He chuckled softly,"Hmm... but you seemed to be enjoying it..." he said softly, looking over at her,"Even if you didn't show it..." He said as he moved, sitting next to her a bit, laying his head on her shoulder,"I could hear your heart beating over the water..." he smirked. She laughed softly, trying to act normal. "Don't tell obvious lies like that, you just get fun out of teasing people don't you?" She put her arm around him nervously, grabbing his other shoulder. He smiled softly,"It's not a lie..." he whispered to her, feeling her arm wrap around his shoulder. He moved her softly, sitting her on his lap so she was straddling him,"I can hear it now... beating a bit harder... a bit faster..." he whispered, looking up into her eyes,"And don't tell me it's not..." She blushes and looks down at her legs nervously. She doesn't say anything but shifts a little and plays with her hands. She's too embarassed to even act like she acknowledged what he said to her, it made her too nervous. He smiled softly, moving and taking her hands softly,"Go ahead... say it..." he said softly, looking into her eyes,"I want to know what you really think of me..." he said as he moved her, looking into her eyes as she was only inches away from his face, so close if he moved just a bit they'd be kissing once more. "Well I guess I like you... I don't hate you." She looks away from him, actually turning her shoulders away from him. "I mean you're a nice guy and all... What do you think of me?" He smiled softly as he moved, letting his hand turn her chin gently, looking into her eyes,"I think you're... beautiful..." he whispered to her, moving and giving her a soft kiss on the lips, this time not doing anything but that, not wanting her to shy away from him this time. She leaned against him, returning the kiss nervously, even nibbling on his lip and pressed her tongue slightly against his lips. She started to turn away but held herself even though she was embarassed. He smiled, opening his mouth a bit and letting his tongue come out to rub hers. His hands held hers gently though, seeing as she wanted to turn away, and the blush on her face was growing. He knew it was taking everything she had to keep the kiss he knew she so desperately wanted.

['Ryu', 'Minako']

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New Allies, Old Enemies ((Bow_Down&LostOne))

Morgan jerked awake in mid scream her gray eyes shooting open as she took in the now familiar design of her room at Xavier's mansion. Sitting up she sighed and checked the alarm clock by her bed side. "2 am, fucking great." she murmured as she turned on the bedside lamp. Shaking her head she slipped long legs off the edge of the bed. Another sleepless night in the hell that had become her life since her return from England.Two week she'd been back away from Dante and his group, the lot that made Magneto look like a freaking pussycat. In those two weeks her dreams had been haunted by his face as he threatened to get revenge on her. She knew it was starting to show, the professor had even offered to read her mind. Of course she denied it, last thing she needed was him sending a team out there to handle something that she started in the first place.Pulling on a small robe she grabbed her uniform and headed to the bathroom that everyone on this floor shared. Maybe some training would help stripping off her pajamas she turned the water on high and let the water wash away her nightmare. Rolling her shoulder she slipped the black leather uniform on and headed to the danger room. At this hour no one but Wolverine was ever up and he was on the other side of the mansion. Or at least she thought he was the only one still awake. In the danger room, the faint sound of clinking metal was made apparent. He always had a smoke after training. The dark also calmed him down. His red eyes, scanned the dark room, as he sat in the middle of it. He groaned softly and he sat back against the wall, he looked around him. Silence. Darkness. Just the way he liked it. Another puff of his cigarette and he was sailing, his mind was calm, his body was calm. Overall, he was calm.The clink of the metal door suprised him. It was two o clock, and there was someone coming in to train. . .something didn't seem right. He waited for the person to show themselves. A charged card, ready for whoever this person was. The room reaked of cigarette smoke and sweat, and the lights had not turned on yet. The card sat in his hands idly. He would be ready to fight if needed. . .As soon as he saw her face, due to the light in the hall, he smirked and the card lost its charge. He put the card away and turned his attention to the woman who was there now. "Can't sleep?" The cajun's voice echoed throughout the room. His accent apperent. .. She jumped and her hands flared electricity snapping around her before she called it back in painfully noticing recognizing the accent. "Christ Gambit, give a girl a heart attack why don't you?" shaking her head slightly she turned on the lights. It smelled like him in here, his cigarette smoke wafting around the large room. "Didn't Wolverine tell you not to smoke in the danger room?" In fact she remembered him yelling at the Cajun a few days ago about it."Yeah I guess I'm not really tired." she said smiling oddly hoping the rings under her eyes weren't too apparent. "I figured I'd get an hour of training in before trying to go back to sleep."I'd have re thought that idea if I'd know you were awake was the thought that followed but remained unspoken. It wasn't as though she disliked him in fact she was quite fond of him. Not even she could piss Logan off as easily as Remy could. It was just that people were always asking if she was okay, and at this point she was willing to say no and even explain why."So you getting ready to head to bed or do you mind if I practice my avoidance maneuvers for a bit?" that was it act carefree ignore the fact her head was pounding from lack of sleep and she was likely to fail miserably at any kind of maneuver at this point.

['Magneto']

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Rasegan Futton Shuriken!(Pen x Hina)

Naruto breathed in heavily as he looks at the destroyed hill infront of him. His clones dispersed from behind him as he had scratches from his attack. As of late he had been trying to perfect the control of his strongest attack. Though not with much success. It still injured him greatly using it. 'Man, if I want this will have to be my last resort attack...though I have to make it better!...If I want to get Sasuke back...' Naruto knew with Sasuke's eyes he could easily dodge it and make it useless.Naruto unzipped his jumper jacket to reveal his black shirt under. Sitting down he stares off into the sky. 'Been awhile since I have gotten a mission... Wonder if Grandma has a mission yet.' Naruto blinked at the clouds crossing the sky. They were light and almost steam like. Naruto smiled watching them as it seemed to put him back in his carefree persona. Hinata slowly made her way around as she looked for Naruto. Tsunade had told her to find him and bring him back to her office. She said that she had a mission for both of them and need to talk about it with them. After a little while of searching she spotted him under the tree. "Um...N Naruto?" Her soft voice spoke from next to him. She wore her normal jacket and pants like always."Um... Tsunade.... sent me to f find you... says... we have a mission..." She smiled gently. Hinata had her hands placed gently on her sides waiting quietly. His ears twitched at the sound of a mission. Then a big smile broke on his face as he jumped up. "Why are we waiting then!?" Naruto asked the retorical question. Then he grasped her hand and quickly ran off with her as he rushed through the woods. After about five minutes he reached the village and the enterance to Tsunade's office. "Yes, finally a mission! Are you excite Hinata. Oooo, I hope there is alot of fighting!" Naruto said as he then look to Hinata. Hinata blushed deeply when he suddenly grabbed her hand and rushed off. She did her best to keep up not wanting to drag him down. She kept up rather easier which she was happy about. It was a good thing that she had trained her speed as well as her fighting ablities. "Um... sure...I am..." She stated with that same blush she always had when Naruto touched her. Well at least she was not passing out! Victory for Hinata!. Naruto looked at her with a smile. "Ah, Hinata you need to show more energy with it. like this.... Sure I am! Come on try it." Naruto said looking at her waiting for her to try it. Naruto always wonder why she stuttered alot. She didn't seem to do it that much around other people. Naruto wondered how kick ass they'd be together. Naruto just imagined them fighting together. 'Oh yea!' Hinata blushed a little more when he told her to be more enthusiastic about it. She did not do anything fro awhile just stood there blushing. "Um...alright..." She muttered not wanting to but since Naruto wanted her to she would. "Sure I am..." She said a little more excited then before but she still blushed. Tsunade waited impatiently inside her office waiting for them to knock or come right in. After a few more minutes she spoke. "Yu two coming in or what?" Naruto looked at her with a tilted head, "That was a bit better. Well, we will work on it later." Naruto smiled as he looked at her. "Better hurry before Grandma Tsunade gets angry." With that he rushed up the stairs to the door of her office. Naruto opened the door as he smiled. "What can Naruto Uzimaki do for you today? What daring and deadly mission you have for you top notch Shinobi?!" Naruto asked with enthusiasm rushing out of his body. Hinata nodded slowly then followed him up the stairs a half a pace slower then he. She was rather... well.. she was still blushing and her feet could not move to quickly at the moment. Soon enough she walked in with him into Tsunade's office. She tucked a peice of hair behind her ear and smiled gently to Tsunade."Sorry to tell you Naruto. This is an A rank mission but it is not dangerous as long as you play your part correctly which I hope you both do. You mission is a spying mission. Take down intellegence. The catch is you and Hinata have been picked for this mission since most other shinobi our out on missions. This mission starts in a month. Until then you two must live together and become close to one another for on the mission you must act like a newlywed couple going on vaction. Also you will pretent to be normal visitors not ninja, the mission is near the village hidden in the mist." Naruto's hopes suddenly crashed as he found out not only it wasn't much of an exciting mission but...it was a month away! Naruto felt like she did this just to torture him. "Ok...." Naruto said half toned. Then he looked at Hinata as he thought about it. 'Well guess it won't be lonely at my house anymore.' Naruto thought as he tried to atleast spin this around to a more happy scene. "Well, Hinata should we get your stuff so you can move in with me?" Hinata just looked at Tsunade very careful completly shocked, then spoke after a few minutes. "Um... Tsunde...what.... about my father...?" She asked slowly."I ahve cleared it with him he said that since it is a mission he can not oppose it." Tsuande said calmly. "I will give you both more information in a month, for now go and become close." With that she shooed them out of the office."Alright..." She whispered then looked at Naruto with a small nod. "Um... okay..." She said with the same small smile. She was blushing but actually happy to have a mission with Naruto though... not the type she thought it would be... Naruto looked at her with a smile back as he then helped her with everything she was bringing. In a matter of hours it was complete. "Well, it isn't much but, I call it home for most of my life." Naruto said talking about his house. "Though I am guessing you won't want to go on my daily diet." Which consisted of Noodles. "So, we better get you somethings you like." Naruto said softly."So what is it you like to eat?" Naruto asked. Hinata blushed deeply and nodded to what he said about his daily diet and about his house. She slowly sat down on a chair and looked at her feet thinking quietly. "I... I like fruits mostly... I do not eat much... oh I will eat... anything...except strawberries... I am allergic... oh and to peanuts..." She informed him remembering her father told her to remind him. She was still blushing lightly but she tried not to stutter hence the fact there where a few puases in her words. Naruto nodded as he took out his coin bag. Looking inside he smiled, "Ok, I'll come back in a bit. Get yourself comfortable ok?" Naruto said as he ran out the door and hurried off to the vendors. After awhile Naruto came back with bags of food as he took them into the kitchen. After putting them up he looks at her with a smile. "Ok...Now what should we do?" Naruto asked her as he didn't know exactly what to do. It wasn't like he had time to just chit chat with people most of the time. "Alright." She nodded and watched Naruto leave. She would pay him back for money he spent of her she did not want to be a nuisense or anything like that. Hinata had wandered around the apartment while he was gone, curious about everything, by the time he returned she was sitting on the couch having removed her jacket leaving her in a simple tight black tank top. She still wore her simple pants. She tucked a peice of hair behind her ear and turned her eyes to his. "Um... I am not to sure..." She smiled a little. Naruto looked at her as he sat down at the other end of the couch. "Oh...Hmmmmm..." Naruto tried to think as he then got an idea. "Tell me about your last mission." Naruto said with a smile as he looked at her. Naruto hadn't been getting much missions as of late so maybe she'd be able to tell about her's. Hinata thought a moment then spoke. 'Um... I have not been on a mission in awhile... I had a broken foot... it has recently healed." She informed Naruto thinking about how it happened. "I was in a fight... I beet the guy but he somehow stomped on my foot breaking it..." She blushed thinking about how rediculous of a way that was to hurt herself on a mission. It was a B rank mission. Naruto looked at her as he looked down at her foot, "Does it still hurt?" Naruto asked as he wondered if it did. Most likely if it did he'd massage it for her. Though most likely she would say it didn't. Naruto looked at her as he slowly got up, "So, would you like anything to eat?" "Not really... just if I walk on it for to long... but it is basiclly healed..." She said with a small nod before looking at her foot and sighing gently. It hurt a lot more then when she walked it hurt right now. WHile it was healed it still was slightly sore and painful. She thought quietly then shook her head. "No... thank you... a cup of tea... may be nice though..." She said with a small smile. Naruto nodded as he went into the kitchen as he did got some tea. Taking it out he began to prepare the tea. Then he looked at her as he sat down close to her. "I'll massage it to make it feel better." He said straight forward. Without anymore consent from her he had pull the shoe off her and began to rub at it as he made sure not to hurt it anymore than it was. After practicing so much trying to use his chakra in his hand it had also helped him make his hands more dexterous. She blushed when he suddenly took off her shoe and started to massage her foot. The whole time she was saying to herself. 'do not faint, do not faint, do not faint.' That was her goal. She leaned against the couch's back. She winced at first it hurting a little, but after a few minutes it slowly started to feel better. Even the origanal pain started to leave and was feeling a little better. She started to relax a bit. Naruto smiled as he noticed the pain from her face disappear as he continued to massage the foot. Naruto did have to get close to her after all. It was an odd mission but, this was probably help them get closer to eachother. Soon enough the tea kettle hissed as he got up to get her tea. Naruto turned off the stove as he poured her some tea as he also applied some sugar into it to make it not as bitter. Naruto walked back carefully not wanting to burn himself. "Here you go Hinata." Naruto smiled as he handed her the tea then went back to her foot. "After it feels better would you like to spar?" Naruto asked as he wanted to see how much she improved her gentle fist technique. Hinata blushed gently when he continued to rub her foot in the same soothing manner. She leaned a little more against the couch, still trying to calm down and not faint. Good thing he did not hjave contact with her chest, her heart was beating a mile a minute. She slowly took the cup of tea then sipped it before speaking. "Thank you..." She whispered smelling it slightly before nodding once. Then looked at him a little surprised by the next quiestion. "Um... sure. I would... love to." She nodded once, then smiled. Hinata would like to spar with him. Naruto smiled at her as she agreed. Once he had finished making her foot feel better he got up as he looked at her. "One second. Gotta get myself a big meal." Naruto walked off as soon enough the sound of food being devoured was heard. Naruto soon enough came back with a full stomach as he let out a sigh of relief. "That is better. Ready?" Naruto asked. Hinata nodded then watched him go off to the kitchen to eat. Reaching fown she ran her fingers over her foot quietly. It really did feel alot better now. Barely any pain at all. She even stood up on her foot and the pain remained at bay. She smiled and sat back down. Then she heard him. "Um... ready for what?" She asked tilting her head a bit. Naruto looked at her as she asked,"Training duh." Naruto stuck his tongue out as he helped her up. "Lets go. I want to show you my Mastered Rasegan." Naruto told her with a smile. "Oh yeah." She said rubbing the back of her head stupidly. She had completly forgotten about training. "Alright." She nodded a little and slowly got up allowing him to help her. She blushed of course when he touched her hand but... she was alright for now. "Okay, lets go." She nodded a little. Naruto then lead her off towards the training grounds they last were at. Naruto looked at her with a smile, "I'll show you my newest technique. You know how I have my Rasegan? Well...." Naruto quickly did hand signs as two other Naruto's appeared beside him. Naruto then put his hand towards them. Concentration his chakra into his hand he felt the two clones shaping the Rasegan. Though it already was different from a normal one as a large noise erupt from it. Soon enough Naruto lift the rasegan as it looked like a Shuriken since of the Wind chakra bestowed into it. "This is the Rasegan Futton Shuriken." Naruto smiled as he looked at her.Then he looked at the training dummy as he jumped at it. Naruto felt the blast of his attack send him flying back as the Rasegan engulfed the dummy and sending it back far from them. Then a massive blast from the chakra exploded and left a big sized crater and no dummy was to be seen. Hinata quietly followed Naruto to the large area he was at earlier. She thought about how anyone could have found such a large area, but it be left pretty much the same. She nodded to Naruto when he spoke to her about his rasengan. Then she gasped noticing he suddenly smashed a huge crator in the ground with that jutsu. Good thing she had been standing back. She walked over slowly and looked into the gaint pit. "Holly cow... what the.... thats... Amazing!" She said with a grin.Hinata was very impressed. Naruto slowly got up as he was a bit battered from it. "Yes but, probably is it hurts me at the same time..." Naruto told her softly. Though After a bit he could feel his body quickly recovering from it thanks to the Demon fox. Naruto looked at her as he smiled, "Shall we train now?" Naruto said to her softly. "Well... I guess that is why you train it..." She nodded a little then looked at him quietly before slowly nodding her head. She turned her attention back to Naruto and looked at him for a few moments. "Sure... I... I suppose I am ready... to train..." Hinata blushed and nodded a little once again. Naruto looked at her with a smile as he got into fighting stance. It was alot more developed from when he was younger. It seemed ever since the pervy sage's training he had been developing in how to think in battle and not just fighting with his heart. That training went further when he learn his Rasegan Futton Shuriken. Naruto then rushed at her as he quickly did multiple hand signs to make multiple clones appear. Hinata had not been paying to much attention when he suddenly ran at her. When she realized he was running at her he had already made the clones. "Damn." She muttered then jumped back doing a back flip to get further distance. She then made the proper handsigns and activated her byakugon and jumped back once more before getting into the gentle first stance and waited for him to get close enough to attack him. Naruto looked at her as he remembered his fight long ago with Neji. Naruto knew how dangerous those attacks were as he began to actual think of a way to by pass it. Naruto then summoned a few more clones as they rushed in to attack her. No doubt if they all rush her at once it would force her to have to use her special attack. Naruto was doing this to get an observation with his clones. Hinata noticed him send all but a few clones at her at once. She immeditly knew he was trying to gather information. One of the skills she built up was her prediction skills. Her skills that could prodict what an enemy was planning. She eyed each of the clones around her. She then started to destroy one clone after another striking each in one of two major chakra points. One in the neck, the other in the abdomine close to the hip. It seemed to shut any chakra flow inside of them.

['Sasuke', 'Oooo', 'Hinata', 'Tsunade', 'Naruto']

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Obsession (Chevalier & Spark)

"lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" Fire Emblem: Three Houses Fan Fiction Written by: Chevalier amp Spark The reception hall had been transformed, the massiveness of the room starkly obvious as the tables and benches traditionally available as a place for the students to study and socialize were cleared away for the Garreg Mach Ball. The event was widely anticipated by the students, who no doubt needed a break from the dark reality of the day. The magic of a formal affair brought an energy of levity: even the candles upon the chandeliers seemed to burn brighter than usual, the flicker of the flames glimmering upon the expanse of freshly polished marble tiles. Two hundred officer's academy students socialized and drank champagne, their mass comfortably lining the walls without encroaching upon the dance floor that was the center of the room. Tonight, the student body collectively managed to forget the lurking dangers of their unknown enemy. Tonight there would be music, and dancing, and drinks... Tonight, Remire Village was forgotten.Byleth remained a casual observer of the event, easily assuming the chaperone role that was expected of a professor. She watched with mild interest as the stringed instruments began to play ballroom music, queuing a minority of the young men present to bravely invite their favored lady to dance. The former mercenary couldn't claim to know most of the students in attendance: as she watched those gracefully moving about the center of the room, she was only able to identify Edelgard and Dimitri: both of whom danced with strangers, so far as the professor could tell. Her gaze could not help but attach to the two of several dozen she could recognize.Her attention was suddenly brought back to her immediate surroundings, Claude approaching with an easy smile upon his lips. He winked as he reached out and grabbed the hand of the Blue Lion's professor. She was unable to resist as he led her to the dance floor: once arrived, the charming and confident house leader showed great talent, managing to successfully lead Byleth in a graceful dance despite her lack for previous instruction on the ritual. It was easy enough to enjoy Claude's company, but... After their dance, Byleth thanked him in her usual monotonous way, unceremoniously taking her leave thereafter. She stepped away from the crowds, out the double door that opened out to the courtyard.The crisp night air filled her lungs and she held a breath for a moment before giving and long and slow exhalation. Sea blue eyes scanned the exterior of the building, taking note of the presence of several lingering students, none of them known to her. Her interest and attention waned, her feet taking to wander as her mind strayed.Byleth was pleasantly surprised to find Ashe within the goddess tower, her aimless walk yielding great reward. Professor!"he greeted her brightly. "Did you come up here for a rest too? That s right, she agreed, offering an affirmative nod. I guess we think along the same lines,"Ashe mused."I was feeling kind of worn out. Everyone else seems used to this kind of thing, but I ve never been to anything like it before, the archer admitted humbly. My friends did teach me a bit about proper manners and how to dance," he continued. "But I still feel out of place. Stepping on girls feet, messing up the pretty floral decorations "His laugh was endearing, even as it was the self depreciative sort."I ve been a bit of a disaster. Sometimes I wonder if it s even right for someone like me to be in a place like this. Byleth was regretful to have not witnessed Ashe klutzing about the ball, consoling herself with an imagination of his delightful brand of innocence and awkward. I feel that way sometimes too, she confessed to his latter remark. It was true that a large part of her bond with the student was precisely because of the fact. They were both outsiders to their house. While the Blue Lions treated both of them with respect and affection, it remained that neither of them had grown up as the close friends of the crowned prince of the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, nor had they attended a prodigious magic school. Byleth felt an immediate attraction to the common born archer: even as her demeanor might make it less obvious, the woman began to show a preference of his company fairly early in her career at the monastery. Really? You do? That s kind of reassuring! She smiled lightly at the stress upon the pronoun. Could it be that he really revered her so? Have you heard the stories about the Goddess Tower?"he asked causally.Of course she had, but she didn't say as much. She preferred to listen to Ashe speak: the young man could be reading the dictionary and she'd remain absolutely enthralled. His voice poured from his lips like honey, while his speech had a sort of hopeful optimism that Byleth found to be as rare as it was inspiring."They say if a man and woman make a wish together here, the goddess will make it come true, Ashe continued.Byleth considered briefly. Let s make a wish together, then, she suggested. My thoughts exactly!"he chimed happily."Do you have anything in particular you d like to wish for? My wish is the professor trailed off. It wasn't that she couldn't identify her wish in that moment: it was simply that her desire wasn'tappropriateand it involved present company. Your wish is? Ashe inquired sweetly. For your wish to come true, Ashe, Byleth decided. What? My wish? W well, um let me think, he turned the facing of his body, looking away from his professor as he considered for moment. All right, I ve got it. I wish for my brother and sister back home to be able to live out their lives in peace. That s just like you, Byleth remarked with a soft smile upturning the corners of her lips.His gaze shifted back to his professor. This kind of thing is pretty embarrassing, huh?" The you man's cheeks reddened lightly.Byleth showed no outwards reaction but inwardly sheswooned. Ashe's blush was easily the most alluring sight she'd ever witnessed: it always caused for a rush ofwant, and the impulses were getting harder to resist by the day."Maybe I should be heading back,"Ashe continued after a pause."I ll never get better at fancy social events like this if I keep running away from them, right?"Understandably, he didn't seem particularly excited about the prospect. "I guess I should ask another girl to dance," he decided."Oh, but I d better make sure I go over the steps again first. You could dance with me, Byleth offered. The invitation was given with a soft smile, otherwise remaining devoid of emotion. Her level tone and unnatural calmness was often misunderstood to be an adherence to professionalism: at present, though, that particular impression would be wrong. So very wrong. Really? You d do that?"His voice was grateful, inspiring his professor to hope that he considered the invitation to be significant."Wow, that d be great! ...Just promise not to laugh if I mess it up, okay? Byleth didn't verbally respond, inclining her head by a single degree as she studied the young man. Her generally stoic expression had given way to a unique blend of amusement and affection. She smiled good naturedly, her regard of him warm, even if the heat couldn't be felt outside of her own chest. Come on. Let s head back, he insisted.Byleth accepted Ashe's invitation, walking abreast the archer as their steps carried them towards the reception hall. In thoughtful silence for several long moments, Byleth experienced an undeniable swell at having the young archer at her side. She didn't feel a particular guilt at taking such a pleasure: even as the eighteen year old man was at least a decade younger than herself , the woman had long ago morally muddled through thereasons why she shouldn't. The list was considerable: the first item, of course, being that professors were forbidden from taking sexual advantage of their students. Balanced against her selfish desires and fixation... Well. So far she'd managed to keep her hands off of him, despite a draw that was so intense that it was oftentimes painful. Byleth would try to fill the void of his light, habitually taking Ashe to dinner with another classmate present every time the team took their break day in the monastery. She cooked with him, took him to tea, gave him gifts... Admittedly, the professor was good to all the students of her house, and so likely it didn't seem to be entirely unbecoming behavior. But the reality of it...Her gaze shifted to the handsome silver haired archer.He wouldn't stop you, she told herself with confidence.All you need to do is initiate...As they neared their destination, Byleth hooked her arm around the bend of Ashe's elbow, in the style of one being escorted. Her body swept nearer to his over the span of a couple steps, the entanglement of her wrapped arm tightening briefly in a subtle hug like squeeze."I'm excited to dance with you,"she admitted as she loosened her grip to something more casual. Her attention focused intently upon his face."And not just because you're so exceptionally handsome,"she added with an uncharacteristic playfulness. Underneath the gaze of the moon's solemn light, two silhouettes walked closely together. Ashe had never expected to find himself in his present situation, the tempo in his heart rising with each, successive step. To be walking with the Professor alone was already enough to make the awkward Garreg Mach Ball a pleasant experience, but to have the chance to dance with her? That was a fantasy that he had never expected to become true. As they moved across through the darkened courtyards that led back to the reception hall, Ashe had to sneakily pinch himself to make sure that he was in fact, not dreaming. Ashe was practically lost in his own thoughts when the Professor suddenly gravitated closer, grasping at his arm. Her unexpected touch was enough to cause a gash of red to singe the boy's otherwise pale cheeks. "Ah! Likewise Professor... I'll admit, I'm very nervous about dancing, but if it's with you, I think I won't have much to worry about." He didn't have the opportunity to say anything more when his eyes caught the Professor's gaze staring up at his own. Even though she was his professor, it was very difficult for Ashe to resist the woman's charm, her sapphire gemstones often pervading his thoughts. He found himself staring back into them with his own, vibrant shades of emerald, unable to look away from her captivating features. "P Professor!" Ashe's face was burning red, surprised by the Professor's sudden playfulness. While it wasn't the first time she had ever teased him, she certainly had never said anything like that to him before. "You can't just say those sort of things..." He whined, "People might get the wrong idea if they hear you say that... and I don't want you to get in trouble," Deep down, the boy wanted to requite the Professor's feelings, to tell her how he truly felt about her. But he was also scared, unsure of whether or not she would ever feel the same way about him. Ever since she comforted him about the death of his adopted father, he had harbored an ever growing crush on his professor. She stubbornly beautiful and smart, but even more importantly, she never looked down upon him like some of the other nobles did. He was a boy of simple common birth and yet, the Professor always made him feel like he was much more than that. "I... I... think you look beautiful too, Professor," he attempted to whisper underneath his breath, as if speaking a forbidden spell. As he spoke, he made sure to turn his face away so that his softly spoken words would be barely audible to the woman walking beside him. Before she could point out his embarrassing statement, the boy turned back towards his Professor, "Shall we head inside? I'm not sure how much longer the dancing will last for... and I'm not quite confident enough to dance without music." He allowed an embarrassed smile to draw across his face before leading her into the reception hall, where the festivities were taking place. The reception hall was vibrant and lively, dense congregations of budding students intermingling with one another as they occupied the outer ring of the luxuriously furnished hallway. At the center of the room, the nobles danced gracefully to the gentle hymns of live violins, a lavish spectacle for a boy that had been born with nothing. From within the crowd, many familiar faces could be found, with many figures dancing with such confident decorum. Ashe felt completely out of place in such a setting... and yet, he would not lose this opportunity to dance with the woman he adored. "Ah, I think we can step in now!" He smiled, grabbing the Professor by the hand as he led her through the crowd and into the center of the room. Several of the nobles shot the boy strange looks, as it was abundantly clear that a commoner had no place in the waltz. "This kid is just going to embarrass himself." One of the students from another house remarked, "Shh! He's dancing with Professor Byleth. If she hears you saying such things, we could get in trouble." "Tch. Poor Professor. I actually feel bad for her. She's probably only dancing with him because nobody else will." Ashe pretended not to hear the vitriol that was slung from the corner of his ear. "S sorry, Professor, you might have to lead a little at first," A faux, slightly pained smile made its way across the boy's normally cheerful face. Although he always tried his best to remain positive, he knew that Byleth was becoming good at picking out his true emotions. Eventually, the music started... and the nobles each began moving with practiced expertise. He waited patiently for Byleth to lead, awkwardly taking his first, few steps as he temporarily allowed nervous emotions to get the better of him. Ashe found himself looking down at the ground in an attempt to focus on his sloppy footwork, which helped little and eventually, the boy found himself stepping on the toe of the Professor's boot. "I'm... I'm sorry!" He squeaked, keeping his voice as low as possible as to not bring any more embarrassment to the woman he cared for. He tried his best to recover, changing his strategy so that he was looking up at the Professor's eyes instead of his feet. "Haha. Do you see this idiot? He actually stepped on her foot..." "Yikes, that's so embarrassing... do you think the Professor is okay? I'd be so embarrassed to be in her shoes..." Ashe sighed, his signature smile making its way across his face. He needed to stop caring about what other people were saying. He felt that this was his chance to impress the Professor... and he was squandering it by letting his nerves gain the better of him. After focusing for a few moments, he realized that the dance was in fact, much more simple than he originally anticipated... many of the moves being repeated several times over the course of the dance. He was quite adept with his feet and hands, having been a thief in his youth and an archer in school so such a dance wasn't nearly as difficult as he thought. Over the course of several moments, his footwork hastily improved, until everyone began to notice he was on par with the other nobles around him. "Oh hey, look at him, he actually looks pretty good!" "Yeah... and he's pretty handsome too. Do you think he'll let me dance with him after?" Handsome? Ashe blushed, he continued to dance admirably, but found himself blushing at the notion. He remembered what the Professor had said to him before they began dancing... and wondered if it meant more than it seemed. Eventually, the dancing came to a close, the final festivities being wrapped up by the church as the students all prepared to return to their rooms for the night. The Professor and Ashe were separated when Byleth had to assist the other Professors with some of the other affairs for the night, but instead of going home, Ashe decided to wait in the halls for her to be free once again. "Professor!" Ashe waved to the Professor as he caught her leaving the building. He moved towards her, his radiant smile practically glowing underneath the moon's light. "I'm so glad that I caught you. I just wanted to say thank you for dancing with me... I know I wasn't very good, but you kept your promise and didn't laugh at me." He chuckled, "Even though you probably should have..." He added, crossing his hands nervously behind his back, "Hey, would it be alright if I walked you home? Call me old fashioned, but I don't think it'd be proper for me to let you walk home by yourself when it's so dark out." He paused, his face blushing slightly at his own offer. "What do you say?" Ah, thatblush. Byleth s smile widened at the sight: even as the archer chastised her for the potential of other people hearing her words as she meant them certainly something shecouldget in trouble for she couldn t help but hold the happy expression. It was tempting to compliment Ashe again, or further hint at her interest, if only to see exactly how flustered she could make him. But now wasn t the time to press. Too hard. I m only speaking the truth, she offered sincerely. As they approached the reception hall, the woman simply let the warmth linger, giving the young man a break from her adoring gaze and remarks as she looked up at the stars.She nearly missed the archer s returned compliment. As she turned her attention to him, she had no intention of putting him on the spot about it, but her pleased smile no doubt proved that she had, indeed, heard. Ashe quickly invited her inside the reception hall, following with an embarrassed smile that made the professormelt inside.But handsome as he was, with such mesmerizing mannerisms and an angelic voice: it washim that attracted Byleth. The young man was the embodiment ofgood. He was always offering his time and energy to help his friends and peers, demonstrated a strong moral compass, and was an all around great person with an amazing optimistic energy. He genuinely took it upon himself to give compassion and goodness to the world: the former mercenary had never met someone so selflessly righteous andpure. Byleth wasfascinatedwith him.She followed him to the dance floor, of course, finding more satisfaction than she should at the young man taking her hand to lead her there. On their way to their destination, she heard the sideline remarks from the students just as well as Ashe had. She ignored them, as well there was no reason to cause a scene over such petty insults but as she turned to face her dancing partner she offered a bright smile, the radiance of which he d never seen before. The professor had gradually learned to express some emotion in the nine months that she d been at the academy while the whole team had helped in bringing some expressions of humanity to formally the stone faced mercenary, it was Ashe that made her smile the most. I don t mind, she responded gently to his mention of her needing to lead him a little at first. The professor gave a subtle smirk as her thoughts drifted in to inappropriate territory.Admittedly, Byleth didn t know the waltz nearly so well as most of those in attendance, but her dance with Claude had given a her enough of an idea to not make an idiot of herself. The woman was graceful, in general: and so was Ashe, even if his fluster threw him off at the beginning. The archer excelled on physical grace and dexterity on the battlefield, matched only by Felix: it made the nerves and sloppy footwork of the moment especially endearing. Don t apologize, the professor spoke softly. She watched as the young man raised his eyes to look in to her own. You re amazing, she remarked matter of factly. And there is no one I d rather dance with. Her left hand, placed lightly upon Ashe s shoulder, offered a brief tightening as she moved her body closer to his. They didn t quite touch, but the proximity of her would prevent Ashe from looking at his feet if he happened to fall back to such. The nearness also allowed the professor great leverage in directing her partner s movements, the hand intertwined with Ashe s need only lightly press or pull to remind the archer which way their feet should be moving. It wasn t long before the young man no longer needed her to lead, quickly memorizing the pattern of footwork. Byleth smiled at him as his improvement was enough to draw pleasant remarks from his peers.For the remainder of their dance, Byleth simply soaked in the moment. Her mind found a temporary quiet that allowed her to enjoy herself without the acknowledgement of underlying concerns or desires. Again? she asked hopefully as the music lulled, allowing pairs of dancers to come and go for the next dance. Ashe didn t refuse, and so the professor lingered a little longer in her enjoyments.It seemed the end of the event came rather abruptly. Byleth tried not to show her disappointment when it was time for her to take leave of her student so as to fulfill her professor related after party duties. Thank you for the dances, Ashe. I really enjoyed our time together. Her mind wandered as completed her tasks. She thought back to when she d first arrived, trying to remember the exact moment that she realized she was hopelessly enamored with the archer. She d liked him immediately, of course, but After his adoptive father was executed, just months within the professor s arrival, the mildly interested woman had ample excuse to get to know the young man better. She couldn t claim that she was particularly comforting: she was there, though, quietly and constantly . Even as Ashe climbed out from under his sadness, the light and energy returning to him, the professor just didn t cease her attentions towards him. Their relationship remained painfully platonic, however.You can wait for him to graduate the officers academy, she told herself, as she often did.When she was finished with her work for the evening, the professor had managed to regain some of her sense. It was probably for the best that she wasn t able toleave the Garreg Mach Ball with Ashe, as the rush of having him so close, witnessing his blushes in a more intimate way than ever before Could she have resisted?The call of his voice caused her breath to catch in her throat. She turned towards him, her expression softening in the moment that her sapphire eyes caught his smile. She listened as he spoke, giving a light nod as he thanked her for dancing with him. I loved it, she remarked simply in response to his doubt of how skillfully he danced. If I do ever laugh, I m sure that you ll be the cause, she commented. But only for all the right reasons. Ashe offered to walk her to her room. Not entirely a surprise, given the man s chivalrous nature. Byleth couldn t help but being caught off guard, however, with the offer being made in conjunction with a light flush to Ashe s features. In the dim beneath the stars and moon, it seemed all the more forbidden to her.She smiled brightly. Wordlessly she approached him, wrapping her arm around his as she had before. Once settled at his side she spoke. You re such a gentleman, she complimented appreciatively.It wasn t in Byleth to make small talk as the pair walked towards the dormitories. She was deep in thought, her mind struggling to decide and justify just exactly what she d do when they made it to her doorstep.You can t, she told herself.At least not now. It would be the definition of taking advantage if you She glanced in his direction.He was so irresistibly handsome. And sweet. Byleth knew she had to have him and she wasn t so sure that she could wait until his graduation.When they arrived at her room, Byleth disentangling herself as Ashe stopped near the door. She took a couple of steps away before turning to face her escort.Goddess, she wanted to kiss him.So badly. But Good night, Ashe, she spoke, even as it pained her to say it. Thank you, again, for such a wonderful evening. Her expression barely masked her remorse as she heard his good byes. As the archer turned to leave, however Ashe, wait Byleth suddenly spoke. She knew that it was wrong, and yet she couldn t stop herself. As soon as the handsome archer's emerald eyes returned to her she dared a question. ...Would you come in? she asked innocently, as if she might have anyother reason to invite him in to her room. As she asked the question, she took a few backwards steps towards her door, her hand reaching back to turn the handle, so as to keep her sight on the archer throughout. She stepped aside as the door swung over the threshold, motioning subtly for him to enter ahead of her. A melancholic feeling touched the young archer as the pair ended their walk in front of the Professor's room. Although he longed to spend more time with his beautiful Professor, he knew that he could only make up so many excuses to be around her. Upon reaching the door, Ashe's signature smile took the handsome features of his face once again."Ah, I guess this is it."He crossed his hands behind his back as he prepared to say his goodbye. "It was quite the pleasure dancing with you. Thank you for teaching me,"His fingers twirled behind his back as his gaze shifted away from Byleth's captivating eyes."I'm sorry that I struggled a bit at first... It must have been embarrassing having to lead. But thanks to you, I won't have to be nervous dancing anymore." Glancing towards the door, Ashe knew that their night had come to an end."Good night, Professor. I'll see you in class tomorrow." The boy turned away from the Professor, taking only a single step before he heard her voice stop him once more. He paused, turning back towards the woman that had called out to him. "Yes Professor? Is something wrong?"The Archer paused, wondering if he had forgotten something important. Instead, the Archer was taken by surprise when Byleth extended an offer for him to come inside."Inside?"Even the aloof boy knew the implications of entering a woman's home at night, but despite his instincts giving away the Professor's intentions, he figured that it was unlikely that the Professor favored him in such a way."Ah, sure. Now that I think about it, I've never seen the inside of your room."Ashe chuckled,"If it's not too late for you, I wouldn't mind coming inside."He waited for the Professor to unlock the door, before stepping into the room after her. Upon entering the room, Ashe wasn't surprised by how tidy her home was, but at the same time, the boy noticed that Byleth didn't keep many belongings."You have a nice place, Professor." Ashe mused, unsure of what to with himself given the situation. It felt strange being in the Professor's home, but it also felt comforting."It's much more spacious than the student dorms, that much is for sure."Ashe averted his emerald gemstones away from his surroundings and towards the Professor."What would you like to do? If you're hungry, I'd be happy to make you something to eat."He smiled, unsure of what else to suggest in the present moment."Let me take care of you. It's the least I can do after embarrassing you with my dancing." Truth be told, none of the students or other professors, or even Jeralt had seen the inside of Byleth s humble abode. It wasn t a fact the woman cared to share as Ashe mused about howhe d never seen her room. He accepted the invitation and didn t seem to suspect her motives: it would be better that he not know just how bold her invitation really was.Once they were inside her room, Byleth shut the door behind them and led towards the center of the space. She turned to watch Ashe as he spoke: he complimented her place, asked what she d like to do, and offered to make her something to eat. The professor smiled gently as he expressed an interest in taking care of her, claiming he owed her as much. She d argue the latter point but He was simply irresistible. Oh, Ashe, Byleth swooned. She focused her gaze upon his as she casually approached, the distance between their bodies requiring only a few steps to close the gap. Once the professor stood directly before her student a hand drew upwards: her fingertips were first to caress the archer s skin, her touch lightly brushing his cheek, reaching towards his temple. The movement drew her palm to cup his jawline. You are so good and sweet. A naturally bright smile lit up the professor s face as she reverently spoke of his qualities.Ashe would only briefly be able to witness the expression: after speaking, Byleth offered no hesitation as she brought her lips to his. Her approach was deliberately gentle, her sapphire eyes staring in to his as she leaned in to kiss him, allowing Ashe an ample moment to process what was happeningbefore it happened. As her lips pressed tenderly and confidently against his, the position of her hand shifted, her fingertips combing through his silver hair.Her first kiss was relatively brief. Smoothly withdrawing her lips, Byleth intently soaked in details of the moment, her senses and mind devoted to committing the memory to long term. Be mine, Ashe. Let me take care of you, she reflected his earlier offer with suggestive purr. She d linger a moment, eager to witness the man s response.Her mouth returned to his, lips parting against his moments after contact. She brushed her tongue lightly along his lips, urging him to grant her further explorations. Her hand continued to run through the man s hair in the moment that their kiss deepened, her fingers curled to take a gentle grip of his silver strands at the back of his skull. Her attentions remained tender though a certain possessive quality was quickly becoming apparent: she kissed him deeper, with more intensity, and used her grip to pull his mouth harder against hers. Her alternate hand slid along the bend of Ashe s side, snaking around his waist to draw him closer in the same moment as she pressed herself against him.To say the moment was euphoric for the former mercenary would be an understatement. The woman felt a blissful satisfaction that coupled oddly with an immediate rush of desire formore: Byleth could hardly make sense of what she felt in the moment, but she at least understood the gratifications that would allow her to greedily prolong her state of ecstasy. Slowly she led Ashe towards her bed, guiding him to walk backwards half a dozen steps, refusing to take her lips or hands off of him in the meantime. He'd find the mattress suddenly halt his progress, blocking his legs from mid thigh downwards. Byleth continued to press, however, aiming to buckle the archer into a seated position. If he didn t resist she d climb on to his lap, continuing to kiss him hungrily. Her hand left his back, tracing the curve of his waist as her touch sought to explore his chest through his clothing. As her roaming hand neared his collarbone it pressed in to him lightly: Byleth used the grounding to push herself away, forcing her lips and tongue to take their leave of him.Her breathing was deeper than usual, causing her chest to rise and fall dramatically, and her face wore an uncharacteristic flush. Her sapphire eyes watched her lover to be with absolute and obvious adoration. Ashe, she spoke his name endearingly. Her touch trailed down his shoulders and arms, taking a hold of the back of both his hands. I want to teach you how to make love. She moved his hands, pressing his palms against the curve of her hips. Encouraging him to caress upwards, Byleth shot a playful smile. Her hips gyrated against his lap and her back arched lightly as their hands approached her chest. Her lips parted as she teasingly grazed the sides of her breasts on their upwards progress ultimately, she guided his hands to the lapels of her long coat. Hooking his thumbs beneath the material, Byleth s touch dropped from him as she lowered her arms. Take off my jacket. She followed the request with another eager kiss. The lingering of her lips upon his was short lived, the woman s affectionate kisses trailing towards his throat. Ashe hadn't been in the Professor's dwelling for very long until she began making her move, casually moving towards him so that she could begin caressing him with her feminine digits. The boy was surprised by Byleth's sudden advance, blushing profoundly as fingers trailed the silhouette of his portrait."Th thanks... but I'm really not anything special, Professor."He remarked candidly, the boy still unable to ascertain the Professor's flirtatious intentions. As her fingers moved to his jawline, Ashe couldn't help but feel entranced by the beauty of his Professor, unable to look away from her captivating gaze as her sweet words touched his ears. But the confusion would only be extended when her face migrated dangerously close to his."P Profess " before Ashe could finish his sentence, soft lips crashed against his in a heated, passionate kiss. The surprised boy had never kissed a woman before, his first kiss causing his body to practically react in shock. He was entirely stunned and overwhelmed, unable to move as a hand moved through his silvery hair. While he knew what he was doing was wrong, he couldn't bring himself to pull away from her, merely holding his lips against the Professor's until she would finally pull away. Be mine, Ashe. Let me take care of you,"Confusion plagued the boy's thoughts, who wanted to pinch himself to make sure that he wasn't dreaming. For a long time now, Ashe had been dreaming of quite unpleasant thoughts about his Professor, but he had never once realized that the feelings could possibly mutual."I Is that appropriate, Professor?"He wanted to say yes so badly, but he worried for the Professor's reputation and job should such a scandal spread among the Monastery. Even the aloof boy knew that it was taboo for a teacher to foster a romantic relationship with her student."I mean... I want to... but the last thing I want is for you to get in trouble on my behalf..."He was about to reject her advance when her seductive lips suddenly fell upon his own once again. As her lips moved across his own, Ashe could feel his resistance beginning to slip with alarming speed."Mm!"He moaned into Byleth's mouth as she pulled him closer towards her, not expecting the Professor to be so aggressive in her pursuit. He closed his eyes as her tongue slipped between his own, unable to resist as tongues danced vividly with one another. It wouldn't be long until he was losing himself in the moment, not realizing what was happening as the Professor began to press him towards her mattress. Clumsily, he fell against the side of the bed, almost falling backwards if not for the Professor's hands keeping him steady."P Professor."He moaned between bated breaths as she called out his name, unable to say anything more as the beautiful woman climbed into his lap. He sat in blushing awe as her hands showed his own to the golden buttons around her neck, unsure of how to respond when the Professor spoke of teaching him how to make love."I... I want you to teach me..."He replied softly, his voice barely audible between his nervous breathing. As his fingers touched the Professor's lapel, his anxiousness caused his mind to struggle with what he was supposed to do next. Under normal circumstances, it was quite obvious that all he had to do was undo the two golden buttons to remove the Professor's coat. But Ashe was inexperienced... and more importantly, he wasnervous. Unsure of what he was supposed to do, the boy grabbed the Professor's collar with both hands, before suddenly pulling them apart in opposite directions. The sound of tearing fabric echoed throughout the Professor's confined bedroom, the boy displaying a sudden flash of aggression as he ripped the fabric apart so easily.As Byleth's coat fell to the floor behind her, Ashe continued to kiss the Professor, waiting for her lead on what to do next. As their lips pressed against one another, Ashe could feel heat beginning to swell inside of his chest and below his waist, he could feel his arousal beginning to grow in size. Forming a noticeable bump underneath the hem of his pants, Ashe couldn't help but begin moving his waist against his Professor, the grinding sensation doing little to alleviate the pressure that was building within. "Professor, please teach me how to make love to you." At the sound of tearing fabric Byleth s lips took their leave of Ashe s throat, her graceful brows lifting ever so slightly as her gaze lifted towards the handsome archer s face. She wasn t startled, but she d be a liar if she claimed she wasn t surprised: she knew the archer possessed the strength to carry out such brutish action but she hadn t expected him to make such an aggressive display of removing the article of clothing. It conflicted wonderfully with the inexperienced male s vibrant blush. A pleased smile came to the professor s lips as she felt the material of her jacket slip down her arms, the coat unceremoniously puddling upon the floor at Ashe s feet.Her mouth returned to his with a heated and lustful kiss. All the tenderness had melted away, replaced with a primal and desperateneed. The professor wanted to defile her student in the most wonderful of ways: to take his innocence, to claim him ashers. She wanted to possess him as badly as she wanted him to return the favor. She knew, in time, that the young man would blossom in to a confident lover something she looked forward to, certainly, but an inevitability that made her focus and cherish his current innocence all the more attentively. Their kiss broke just long enough for the student to reaffirm his acceptance of Byleth s desire to instruct him in this unconventional subject."Professor, please teach me how to make love to you."She resumed their kiss as her hands returned to him. For several moments, she cradled the sides of his face, her mouth working against his in a way that could only be described asdevouring. Quite obviously emblazoned by his response, the woman s attentions continued to intensify as an approving moan emitted from her throat. Byleth was blissfully aware of the buck of his hips beneath her, the press of his arousal through their combined clothing causing a light shudder of anticipation to wash through her body.Goddess, she wanted to feel him inside of her. It took all of her self discipline not to rush their first time: so easily she could free him from the confines his pants, remove or simply move aside her shorts and panties Her hands stroked downwards, fingertips lightly dancing over the flesh of his throat as her touch made her way to the buckle of his chest strap. Deftly the belt was undone, eagerly pulled from his body, and tossed aside. The leather and metal band clattered insignificantly in the distance. Byleth s fingers quickly found their way to the buttons of his uniform, undoing them just as dexterously as she had the previous barrier. She made quick work of the series of black fastens, feeding them through the golden material of his uniform s front flap. Once completed, she impatiently peeled the fabric from his body, pressing the garment back as she shimmied the material from his shoulders and arms. She discarded the article just as carelessly as the one the proceeded it. The remaining obstruction the hoodie Ashe wore beneath his officer s academy uniform necessitated that the professor break their kiss as she grasped at the bottom hem and enthusiastically lifted the garment up and over his head.Her sapphire eyes soaked in the sight of the young man s naked chest. Ashe was exactly her type, physically: he was slender, his lean and lightly toned body betraying to the eye as to how much strength he possessed. A hand returned to him, lovingly caressing his newly exposed skin. An appreciative purr escaped her throat.Her gaze rose to meet his. The lust was evident in her eyes, as if her fervent kisses and hasty disrobing hadn t been enough of an indication. Your first lesson, she whispered desirously, is foreplay. She leaned forward once again, her lips finding purchase upon his throat. She trailed tender kisses downwards and along the bend of his collar bone. If you want to learn to make love to me, she continued between the press of her lips, you should know that I m a terrible tease. Her hands had made their way to his breast, and a thumb and pointer finger pinched lightly at a nipple. And I appreciate such attentions, in return. She lowered her face, her lips finding the opposite side of his chest, her tongue flicking against his alternate nipple before taking the fleshy nub into her mouth. She suckled affectionately for some moments before offering a playful nip. As she withdrew, she blew lightly upon the saliva slickened flesh. She offered a full handed grope of his chest as she straightened her position. I want you to explore my body learn to make me beg for more She had continued to move her hips alluringly over his lap throughout, but as she reached back to unfasten the hooks of her top she doubled her efforts. She bit down upon her lower lip as the motion of her grinding caused the tip of his arousal to brush against her clit, a shameless moan announcing her pleasure in response. With a dexterity matching that of her efforts on Ashe s clothing, she quickly removed and cast aside her semi armored shirt. The possessive garment had offered ample support, the woman s generous endowment lacking for any additional covering. Byleth arched her back, unwilling to lift her position upon his lap to level her chest with his face, but allowing him the space to explore her perfectly rounded and youthfully firm and perky breasts. My body is yours, Ashe she assured him lustfully."Show me what you'll do with it." Ashe couldn't believe that this was actually happening...The inexperienced, young man had always harbored affectionate thoughts for his Professor and while the majority of his fantasies wereinnocent,many of them teased at his more...masculine desires. He would always feel so guilty about the restless nights where he stroked himself to the thought of claiming the Professor for his own... the things that he would do to her if the opportunity ever presented itself. But he never once believed that it would actually happen... and he often worried about the consequences of such actions. He would never want the Professor to get in trouble for taking his love and affection.But whatever reservations Ashe held were quickly dispelled as he felt the Professor's lips befall his once again, mouths crashing together and making out passionately as tongues danced together just like the pair had several hours ago. When he felt her moan reverberate between his lips, he couldn't help but desperately thrust his hips upwards in unrestrained desire. The eager bulge that began to press into his ever tightening pants encouraging him to move his hips against the Professor with greater vigor, spurred on by the gentle caress upon both sides of his face."Professor... I can you please tell me... am I dreaming?"The aroused male bit at his lower lip as the Professor helped him with his top, first unbuttoning his school uniform before removing the layers underneath. She moved her hands with so much skill and confidence, whereas Ashe's normally skilled fingers were held back by his shy inexperience. Once his upper body was made bare, the Professor's passionate, almost desperate kisses caused a gasp to escape the boy's lips, which only grew louder as her lips trailed from his neck downwards towards his exposed chest."Ahn P professor!"He moaned, biting at his lower lip as the Professor began to pay extra attention to the archer's sensitive nipples. The way that her lips moved so skillfully across his body made the boy quiver in delight, but the sweet words of encouragement that dribbled from her lips slightly frightened him as well. She was so good at this... and hewasn't... what if the woman he cared for was left unsatisfied? The very thought plagued Ashe's anxiety, but as the Professor's own, well endowed chest was bared and she let out a lascivious moan, Ashe would find himself lost to his natural, almost blinding lust."My body is yours, Ashe Show me what you'll do with it."Almost as soon as the words befell Ashe's ears, he couldn't hold himself back any longer. His slender arms reached underneath the Professor's thighs, dexterous fingers firmly grabbing her legs before effortlessly standing up and lifting Byleth in a surprising show of strength. He spun around, dropping the Professor backwards against the bed, so that her mane of darkened blue pooled behind her portrait and spread out across her duvet. With the back of her legs pressed up against his chest, Ashe wasted no time sliding her tall, leather boots free from her feet, tossing them to the side before reaching down to grab at her waist. It wasn't long after her shorts were pulled free from her body that his fingers moved to the waistband of his own pants, undoing the buttons so that his hardened arousal could finally be relieved of the tightening bulge forming between his legs."Nn P please Professor... I I need this so badly..."he gasped, moving his hips against his Professor so that his hot length could grind up against her entrance through the fabric of her undergarments. His hips bucked shyly at first, moving slowly so that the bulbous head of his throbbing masculinity would tease her entrance before being directed upwards, poking over her legs and into her visage as the underside of his shaft pressed firmly against her delectable folds. For a slender man of his stature, Ashe was well endowed: larger than average but not frighteningly so, with a slight bend in his shaft that caused his arousal to curve ever so slightly upwards. Of course, he was well groomed down there... shaven and clean, with perhaps not a single hair in sight.As he moved against her, his hands paid special attention to her exposed chest, reaching down so that he could carefully fondle the sides of her breasts before giving the blessed mounds a firm, more aggressive squeeze. His hips began thrusting more desperately to match his sudden, almost primal aggression, as if teasing her with his vigorous and eager technique. As much as he wanted to brush her panties to the side and begin ravaging her, the inexperienced boy wanted his Professor's approval. He wanted her to be good enough to make her beg for him, just like she had instructed him. To witness the young archer s expression in the wake of her wildly open invitation wasintoxicating. More aptly, Byleth was mesmerized by the way her studentlooked at herin that moment, drunk on the lustful gaze that ignited his beautiful emerald eyes. He was visibly well beyond being able to resist her temptations and while she hadn t feared that he d deny her at any point this evening it was immensely gratifying to watch as his reservations were consumed by the flame of desire, his concerns of a potentialscandaldrifting away like smoke in the wind.Ashe shifted beneath her, slipping his hands under his professor s thighs. His touch continued to advance, his fingers curling around the outer curves of her legs, taking a firm grip in the moment before he lifted their forms from the bed. With her weight balanced upon her student s arms, Byleth couldn t help but be impressed by howeffortlesslythe archer hefted her into the air she had known that he wasstrong, of course, but the effort hadn t even elicited agrunt from the young man. The professor flashed him a smile as she steadied her position, placing her hands lightly upon his shoulders as she leaned forward to offer him a quick series of affectionate kisses. He reversed their relative positions to the bed, dexterously executing a half spin Byleth loosened her grip of him as he stopped moving, ever so willingly leaning back as he dropped her on to the mattress. A playful giggle bubbled from her lips, her enjoyment in the moment so overwhelming that she failed to acknowledge that she d realized an earlier assumption: that Ashewas the first person to make her laugh, and that the jubilant expression had been anything but at his expense.As he deftly removed her boots Byleth was unable but to marvel at Ashe s sudden initiative. She was pleasantly surprised to find her student so easily taking control of their intimate circumstances he was circumventing herlesson plan, so to speak, but the professor had no complaints in that regard. She watched the silver haired man in awe, the smile upon her lips remaining warm as she lifted her hips from the bed to assist Ashe in the removal of her shorts. And then A breath caught in her throat as Ashe started to undo the buttons of his pants. If she had a beating heart, no doubt it would have increased its tempo as it was, she simply ceased to breathe for some moments, her teeth biting down on her lower lip in anticipation."Nn P please Professor... I I need this so badly..."It wasn t until she felt his length press against her panties that she realized how positivelydrenched she was, no doubt her level of arousal immediately apparent to her soon to be lover. The bite upon her lower lip loosened and she released her held breath in a ragged, lustful exhalation as Ashe teased the idea of penetration.Oh fuck, you have no idea Byleth responded to the young man s words within her own thoughts.He shifted the angle of his thrust, causing for the underside of his impressive manhood to rub against her wanting slit through the material of her panties. The professor gave an approving moan as he teased her so, her sapphire eyes drifting from his face as she sought to witness a glimpse of the marvelous cock that brought her such pleasures. Never had she coveted with suchintensity: SheneededAshe, desiring nothing so much in the world as to possess every aspect of him. In the moment, she was fixated on the primal want to be claimed by him, though even in being possessed by wild lust she knew she wantedmuch, much more than that.He leaned downwards slightly, further pinning Byleth s body beneath his own as his hands sought to gently fondle her breasts. The buck of his hips increased in their fervor as he fondled his professor, whose gaze returned to the handsome man s face. Oooh, Ashe she purred, her heels digging lightly into his shoulders as she used the leverage to increase the press of her womanhood against his teasing member. Byleth s cheeks took on an uncharacteristic flush, her lips remaining parted as a shameless moan followed his name. Her hands had fallen away from him when she was dropped upon the mattress now they gathered the material of her blanket as she grasped for some physical anchor against the levity that was quickly dissolving her ability tothink.His teasing was amazingly effective. Byleth was unable to resist she quickly became unwilling to eventry and within several moments she was reduced to pleading for satisfaction. Please, she begged sweetly, her gaze staring into his own. Please, Ashe I want I need to feel you inside of me, Byleth admitted without a shred of shame. Sapphire eyes remained focused on the student, the professor s expression desperate and affectionate and lustful all at once. I m yours, she continued as her hands released their hold on the blanket, their attention redirecting to her panties. Her fingers locked a secure grip upon the bottom hem of her right leg, tearing the lacey fabric apart with a fervor that suggested the barrier was an enemy that deserved to be torn asunder. Once half of the garment was peeled from her flesh, the other side was ripped away by a single hand in a violent jerk away from her body. The removal of the fabric revealed that the professor was well groomed and freshly so as if she might have premeditated a reason to shave herself completely. Claim me, she pleaded eagerly, her hips bucking against him suggestively. The motion of his thrusts quickly became morefluid, Byleth's excessive arousal drenching the underside of his cock with each stroke over her womanly folds."Please, Ashe..."

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https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/119095/

Controversial Dance of Star Crossed Partners (Wave and Solo)

In a modestly developed shady part of the city, a pair of hazel eyes stared out through the car window, quietly watching the rather ragged buildings and somber faces she passed by. Hardly the most decent neighborhood to live in, but rents must have been quite affordable at least, especially if one s business required a spacious office. If truth be told, she had seen a lot worse. Coming from poverty, loneliness where she was abandoned to despair, the young woman had been toughened by the cruelty of backstreets. If it weren t for the very man behind the wheel who sat next to her, she would have still been scavenging to make a living, in spite of her feisty nature, even might have been captured to be placed in a house of ill repute. A father figure for sure, where she didn t get to know her own. An adopted daughter, where he lost a son to the profound ambitions for supremacy.It wasn t the familiar sight of a shady neighborhood what kept her lippy mouth shut, what puzzled her mind today, but the ultimate destination of this short trip. She respected the old man, definitely owed him a lot. Still, this had been a bold request, asking she helped his infamously big headed son out, in his twisted journey to notoriety. In a way, it was funny, how much she could hate someone she in truth knew so little about. Well, she certainly knew enough to hold an almost imposed detestation. Even if it meant upsetting the man she looked up to, she didn t shy away from being vocal about her hatred, how much she despised his so called son. In the end, she had accepted the man s daring wish, however. Even if it had required quite a bit of convincing. He was a cunning man, Han. Could be quite convincing sometimes. Admittedly, some of his son s smugness appeared to come from him. And to an extent, maybe some of his charming looks as well.Junk for some, an underappreciated classic to its owner, the car eventually stopped in front of a five story baroque looking building, a few blocks past the invisible border where the buildings began to look more decent. The rattling of the engine ceased as well, not to disturb the spoken words. This must be it. Han announced. Since he wasn t welcome here, he actually didn t know how Ben s base of operations looked from inside. I m thankful for this, kid. His weary eyes found the 19 year old woman sitting on the passenger seat, gesturing in the direction she had agreed to take. She didn t seem very intrigued, to be under the same roof with her half brother. Shaking her head from side to side, she opened the door, still doubtful of her decision. He doesn t even want to use your name. Above her beady eyes, Rey knitted her brows. It was no secret that in a selfish urge to strike out on his own, Ben had picked a different name for himself. While Rey could have given everything to know more about her past, he seemed to be trying to erase his. A stark contrast between the two, one of many in fact. Give him time. Unable to find the will to use a witty comment to soften the mood, Han suggested. Be patient. Wait for the best opportunity. Further guidance rang in the woman s ears, who stepped out of the car, slamming the door shut behind her as a response. I know all about waiting, don t I? Leaking into the vehicle through the open window, her voice filled the interior, carrying the hints of a resentful complaint. In terms of how she treated those whom she detested, her emotions shaped her actions, all the while she remained loyal and kindly towards friends and loved ones. Leaning in,Reyflashed a smile still, one she wore quite nicely as her optimistic nature reflected upon her tender lips. I ll manage. She claimed. In my own way. Swiftly turning around, Rey entered the building. A pair of unassuming dark pants and a white blouse loosely covered her figure. Features of her slim form didn t have a hypnotic sway to them as she moved, however they stood upright and confident like she did. A compact, agile body that could fit into narrow spaces, sought after qualifications in a magician s assistant. She perhaps didn t have a physically imposing form, but a stubborn spirit dwelled under her toned skin. Firm legs climbed up the stairs to stand on the relevant floor. Now only a door to separate her from her half brother, she clenched her fist. This is a mistake. A snort of frustration was exhaled out through her nostrils. For a girl of her build, the few knocks on the door were firm and aloud. To prevent a surprise, Han would have told his quick tampered son of Rey s imminent visit, if he had been still talking with him that is. Sitting in the back row of the theater, in the far left wing, directly below a balcony one of the worst seats, statistically, so the best vantage point for him to judge from if a show was good from there, it would be good from anywhere the tall, brooding man dressed in all black rubbed at his temples with two fingers on each side, willing the developing migraine to subside. Awake at sunrise, he had endured a long day of amateurs and outright morons one had even set himself on fire, and had almost taken the building down with him and judging by his clipboard, he had twelve more before he could judge his idea as stupid with finality and go on to continue trying to work a solo show before his next performance. The fact of the matter was, people wanted things more and more extravagant as the days went by, and while he had innate talent his shows as Kylo Ren wouldn t have granted him the moderate success he enjoyed if he hadn t it wasn t enough to skate by on, not any longer. The crowds demanded to be dazzled, and though he managed to finagle enough to keep their money coming, he wasn t wowing anyone anymore. That was what he had lived for, ever since he was a little kid providing that sense of wonder for his father, and without it, his choice in career was worthless. If he couldn t impress someone, what was he but a hack? Anyone could make money from something if they worked at it hard enough. It took true talent to consistently amaze. And if he was chasing the approval of strangers because he knew, deep down, that he couldn t gain the approval of his parents, well, that was his own damned business. The son of famed magician Han Solo known mainly for his stunt driving involving the horrendous bucket of bolts he called the Falcon, though he also had a long run of trick shots with a cork gun that seemed to defy physics and renowned politician Leia Organa, he d been in the public eye since before he could walk, learning the basics of magic from his father by the time he was in elementary school. It didn t lead to him being very popular amongst his classmates, but every talent show there was, he won with flying colors, becoming addicted to the sparkle in the crowd s eyes as he pulled off his latest trick. Inventive and confident, he commanded the stage in a way fully reminiscent of his father, but his career had taken a dark turn when instead of going his father s route of wanting to entertain the crowd, he mentored under Alistair Snoke, and became addicted to the power of seeing the crowd eat out of his hand. Needless to say, it hadn t gone well. After a public fallout that led to him losing his entire stage crew, he d used the last of his savings to strike out on his own, purchasing the Upsilon theater from its aging owner and turning it into his personal playhouse. Shows were three times a week, and while tickets were still selling, performing had lost its shine hence his decision to attempt to hire an assistant. The only problem with his decision? Everyone that came to him was terrible. No, no, he drawled, his voice booming in the nearly empty theater. No more. The young, skinny teenager on stage s lip wobbled as he hung his head and stepped off stage. Sighing heavily, Ben shook his head and stood. We re done for today. All other applicants can return tomorrow. With that, he stormed from the seating area and around to his dressing room, palms planted firmly on the dressing table in front of the large, lit up mirror. Leaning over, his head bent towards its surface, he slammed a large palm down in frustration before bringing it up to run through unruly dark hair. And then, there was a knock at his door. Whipping to face it, his face scrunched up in confusion. Who would be visiting him? After a moment of debating, he had a flash of thought it must be someone just dying for an audition, and if he would just give them a chance, he d see how talented they are He d heard it all before. Teeth ground together in anger, he yanked the door open to face them. What? he snapped, voice low and gravelly. I said auditions. Are. Done. If you even want a chance at trying tomorrow, you ll turn around and go back the way you came. Convincing her inner voice to neglect the sensible action of simply turning down her father figure s bold request, accepting the challenge of working for someone whom she despised so much: It had been neither easy, nor quick for the woman. Hence, making it in time to the audition wasn t necessarily her biggest concern. Although she was hardly enthusiastic about squaring the circle by playing the part of a magician s assistant, she had already made up her mind, that she would keep her word. So, she was indeed determined to get the job, although she saw it more of favour. Cursed with an unyielding obstinacy, she was tenacious to uphold her decision, regardless of what kind of terror she would be voluntarily throwing herself into. Preventing potentially more qualified candidates from getting the job with the aid of a somewhat outside interference, it could have seen as an immoral exercise. However, she saw it as doing them a favour, sparing them the poorly confined onslaught of Han s notorious son.Perhaps it was her imagination, but she could hear the restless thuds of the approaching menace s heavy steps through the closed door of the place. She was no pessimist, but hoping to find a surprise hospitality within these walls would have been an unrealistic conjecture in this case. Yet, it wasn t the breeze of a roar what brushed her slim frame when the new owner of the theatre opened the door, but a rather frustrated scolding, exhaustion of failure if she were to guess. Maybe it wasn t a noisy clamour, but to the woman at the entrance, it wasn t any different from the concerning whistle of a burning dynamite fuse either. Clad in black, a shadow with a face. A broad man for sure, hard to fit through doorways, if one were to exaggerate his burly physique a little. With a demeanour that, at first glance, seemed to consist of a dangerous mix of depression and subtle anger, he must have been none other than Ben himself.No matter how demanding, mere words of immediate rejection wouldn t be enough to make her walk back. Hearing the clearly uttered words of the man quite well, Rey didn t turn back, insisting her face remained in his sight and not the view of her fit hips moving away from the entrance. If she had randomly stumbled upon Ben, she wouldn t have identified him as Han s boy. After all, she only knew him by reputation, and not necessarily a great one at that. Having an overconfident gaze looking down on her without recognition didn t surprise the woman. She would indeed return tomorrow, as his assistant, however. Albeit inexperienced in the show business, she would consider herself to be a quick learner. Han was a smart man as well, must have had something in mind when sending her here. In the arguable belief that he still knew his son well enough, he had given her some advice as well. Like how she shouldn t outright tell her name to his son, or that she should avoid mentioning his at the same time. I m Rey. The woman offered a brief introduction of herself, not entirely sure if it would ring a bell. Yes, you re done. I ll be your assistant. Rey stepped in closer towards him, trying not to break eye contact with the towering magician in black. Han sent me. She continued, standing upright, her honesty in place. Here I am. It was no mystery that her abrupt appearance wouldn t make Ben all that cheerful. Rey spent a moment to let her eyes inspect the adamant figure who blocked her path in. If you want to debate about it, I d prefer to do it inside. She mentioned her wish to set foot in his workplace. Standing 5 6 tall in the door frame, her assured gaze kept penetrating Ben s eyes. Or you could slam the door and see if that would make me jump back. She dared in a small demonstration of courage.

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https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/119793/

The Dark Curse of Rebirth {the.amorous.bunny&Prince of Smut}

"You heard me the first time!" it took all Hermione had not to just snap at the pale blonde boy standing in front of her. It was already utterly humiliating that she'd had to say it the first time, enough to inflame her usually pale cheeks, pink threatening to fill in the freckles between. She tucked a loose strand of her curly light brown hair behind an ear, feeling incredibly self conscious. Perhaps realizing that biting the boy's head off when shedesperately needed his help, she shifted awkwardly. A lip went between teeth for a few moments as she tried to gather herself: "Sex with Ron has been incredibly lackluster, and everyone says that you're one of the best at... sex in Hogwarts. So I want us to start... sleeping together so that I can figure out what's wrong."Even saying the words made Hermione's gut twist into knots. It sounded crazy, but she was counting on Malfoy to not think much beyond his dick. She knew that he hated her the feeling was very much mutual. But he was still very much a male, and she had pulled out all the stop to make herself lookquite appealingwhen she put in the effort. She'd done it before, during the Yule Ball, applying several charms to tame her usually wild curls. Expertly applied makeup helped enhance her already pleasing features, which had a nice mixture of the girl next door quality and classic beauty. The freckles certainly helped, which seemed to grow more intense with embarrassment, as did the expressive brown eyes. She may not be overly busty, but her breasts were still perky and firm. Even with the Hogwarts uniform, it was quite clear the eighteen year old girl was quite a beauty.And it was quite well known that she was dating Ron Weasley, who, along with his best friend Harry Potter, were currentlynot at the school finishing up their education. The Ministry of Magic had offered them an early admission into the Auror program as a result of everything they'd done fighting Voldemort. They'd greedily taken it, but Hermione had been determined to give her education the proper finish. That did mean she was technically an eighth year taking her seventh year studies, including some advanced bits, but considering that she was one of the Heroes of Hogwarts, she got some leeway. That she also happened to be the Smartest Witch of her Generation probably didn't hurt matters either.Yes, the Dark Lord had been defeated, supposedly for good, and all should be well. Except it was never that easy. They'd recently found out that Voldemort could potentially use Harry to reenter the world. He'd cast a fail safe spell that came into effect the first time Harry had actually slept with someone, which struck everyone as a bit odd, but definitely sneaky. Apparently the idea was that he could possess Harry, impregnate a witch, and be birthed back into the world. Obviously they couldn't do this, so Hermione had delved into forbidden magicks to come up with a plan. She'd countered the curse with one of her own. supposedly it would allow her own dark emotions to help siphon off Harry's, since she'd done the casting.What shehadn't counted on was that itapparently worked best and counted for sex. And for some reason, the spell had gotten further tangled. It would work the best if she slept with the person whom Harry had felt great animosity toward. Snape and Voldemort were both dead, which left only the blonde Slytherin "prince," Draco Malfoy. Put simply: in order to keep Voldemort sealed for good, to help Harry and Ginny have a happy future, and to keep the wizarding world safe, Hermione Granger had to fuck Draco Malfoy.Which is why she had sent him a message to meet her in the Room of Requirement, which had been... more accommodating than she liked. The closet full of skimpy clothing thatperfectly fit her was unnerving enough ,but the various chests of... tools had been outright horrifying. She'd had to research some, and found herself almost tempted to try one or two on her own. There were some quite clever devices in there. At least the room had produced a rather spacious and comfortable bed. Hermione didn't want to think about the obvious shackles placed in key areas to bind someone, or the fact that in addition to the bed, there were several other bits of furniture in all shapes and sizes.put simply, even an idiot would be able to tell that the room had been shaped for sex. But it was a little unnerving just how far it had gone. Supposedly the room reacted to need... did... did this mean that Hermione wouldneed to use all this? A thought best left for later. For now, she had to fully convince Draco of this whole... thing. Draco Malfoyhad clearly heard Hermione the first time, but he simplyhadto hear her say it again. His trademark sneer was on his face as he listened to her stammer out her request for a second time, enjoying every delicious second of her blushing, fidgeting and squirming discomfort. She was a better actress than he imagined she almost sounded as if she was serious!Draco snorted, his pale grey eyes dancing around the oddly decorated Room of Requirements. Someone had evidently gone out of their way with this prank, including thinking up a "need" that would generate a bed, complete with the restraints, his favorite adjustable riding table , various other pieces of sexual paraphernalia that frankly he was curious to explore, and what looked like chests of sex toys and dressers of slutty clothing. Who put you up to this, Granger? Draco said, the dry chuckle he gave her left no doubt he was on to the joke. A thought popped into his head and his eyes narrowed. Or is it Pansy? How did you get ahold of some polyjuice potion, you dirty whore? Pansy was quite bitter now that he d found a number of new and sluttier Slytherin girls to help satiate his needs and she wasn t sharing his bed as often as before. A scowl appeared. It better not be Goyle, for that matter, that would be just creepy. Returning to Hogwarts for his final year had been a test of ego for Draco. After the defeat of Voldemort and with his and his family s name tarnished by association with the Death Eaters, the easier thing would have been to finish his studies at Malfoy Manor quietly and out of public scrutiny.Yet, despite what his critics said, notably Potter s Mud , no she was Potter's Muggle born sidekick now, that stood before him, he did care about Hogwarts and Slytherin in particular, and with his beloved House in shambles after the Battle of Hogwarts, he felt it his duty to return and attempt to restore honor to Slytherin by showing that crimes could be forgiven, and that Slytherins could still make the right choice.Of course, he d taken solace that Harry and Ron were not returning, choosing to become Aurors instead, so he wouldn t have to see their smug faces and watch them be worshipped by the students and faculty alike for an entire year. Draco and the Malfoys had played a pivotal role in defeating Voldemort, yet no one lauded them as heroes! Instead, he knew they whispered slurs behind his back at times about how he d disarmed Dumbledore on behalf of the Death Eaters. He d hoped Hermione would skip the final year as well, so the trio would be out of mind, but evidently, despite the fact she could ace her final O.W.L. s easily, she decided to return to get her official diploma in typical overachieving fashion. Well, at least to date they d been civil, if a bit cool to each other.Still, as he studied Hermione s embarrassed face, he felt a little heat rise in his loins at the idea of fucking her, joke or not. Draco was a lusty young man and as much as he wished that Hermione was as unattractive as she was annoying, he couldn t deny she had a certain innocent beauty that caught his eye. Today in particular it looked like she d done herself up a bit more than usual, her disgusting rat s nest of curls was somehow tamed into luxurious waves, and she'd put on more makeup than normal, giving her fresh and natural face a sluttier appearance that Draco actually found quite appealing.He ran his hand through his silver blonde hair as he thought about how to respond, and then the sneer returned.Let s see where this goes, even if she s trying to play me for the fool. I don t know your game yet, Granger, said Draco, a smug look on his face. But your lackluster sex is no doubt because it s with Ron Weasley. If you are serious, which I still highly doubt, I ll gladly show you what it s like to be fucked by a real Pureblood, although it s likely you ll never look at your freckle faced, penniless boyfriend again after me. He paused, expecting some punchline or surprise after he'd agreed. And if you are still serious, you have to ask me for real. For my girls, that means getting down on their knees, taking off that sweater and shirt, and showing me those Muggle titties you ve been hiding from me all these years. Then, and only then, ask me to teach you how to fuck. There, that command would flush out whether she was pulling his leg. And if she wasn't, well she would hopefully be pulling something else very shortly. Hermione clicked her tongue as he insisted that someone put her up to this, rolling her eyes. Oh, how she wished it was as simple as that. How easy it would be to just laugh it off as some stupid school prank or the like. But instead there were real consequences here, something that stopped Hermione from punching Draco like she had so many years ago . His comparison to the Slytherin girl had her outright snorting. "We both know Pansy's not smart enoughor a good enough actress to pull this off," she told him, her voice dry, her opinion of the Slytherin girl readily apparent. Pansy had had it in for Hermione nearly since they'd met, for reasons that Hermione didn't fully understand. If she didn't know any better, she'd think Pansy jealous, and that said jealous spiked whenever Draco happened to be near.As if Hermione wouldever be attracted to this weasel faced man.However... she'd also been one who insisted that Draco should also be awarded a "Hero of Hogwarts" title and the various privileges that came with it. She remembered his remorse, how he'd pulled back, realized just how far things had gotten, where his pride had led. There was something there, underneath all that smarm and pride.It didn't show now, as Draco bashed Ron, as always, and insisted that he was better. Hermione again fought the urge to roll her eyes, simply crossing her arms and letting out a near huff of a breath. His next demand had her going scarlet.You have to, Hermoine, she told herself.It's have a few moments of utter embarrassment... humiliation, really, to stop the dark lord from returning, and to stop Harry and Ginny from having utter horror."Could you please not call them that?" she asked, her voice almost a mumble. Looking down, Hermione began undoing the buttons on her sweater. Her fingers kept sliding, trembling slightly. She definitely didnot want Draco to see her breasts. The sheer idea of it, and doing it willingly like this, made her want to go into a corner and retch. But she kept going. The sweater slid off, and she carefully tossed it, aiming for one of the bits of furniture. The shirt came next, with her shifting her stance, shooting him a look of near annoyance, as if it were entirely his fault that she was doing this. "I don't know what your fascination with them is anyway. It's not as if you don't have a pair yourself," she flicked to his chest, "only smaller," a flush, as she felt the buttons popping. there were some freckles along her upper chest, but she was mostly pale, the same pale you'd expect of a girl born and raised in Britain.Underneath the shirt, Hermione of course wore a bra. It was a simple affair, white cotton, supporting her modest breasts , and hiding them. The smooth expanse of her mostly flat tummy, worn to a gentle sloping curve by biology and a year of roaming a countryside with little to eat, was soon bared. She tossed the shirt to match, and shook out her hair. Looking down, she adjusted as best she could, and almost primly knelt down before him, looking up. "I... I want us to have sex together," she repeated, shifting nervously, gaze flicking from him to the bed, "please." God, this was humiliating, but shehad to do this. She wanted to run for the door, but there was just... just too much at stake. She almost wanted to close her eyes and start praying that Draco wouldn't be a complete dick about it.She might as well wish for a curse removal potion to just appear in the cabinet next to the sexy lingerie. Hermione had a point about Pansy, Draco had to concede. That girl was more likely to be unable to figure out how to open a vial of polyjuice potion, let alone make some. Nor was Pansy clever enough to pull together a ruse like this. And Goyle, well, Goyle was about as creative as a horklump. If not a potion trick, then this must be the real Hermione, although Draco still couldn't fathom why, in a million years, she'd ask him, of all people, to fuck her. AnImperiuscurse, maybe?At this point, however, pure lust was more than enough to get him to brush aside some of his suspicions. But there also were other reasons that made him eager to fuck Hermione besides his already tingling cock.This wasHermione Grangerafter all, lauded as the Smartest Young Witch of her generation byWitch Weeklymagazine just last month. Draco had read the entire disgusting article, plucking the magazine from Daphne Greengrass' hands while she was reading it in the Slytherin common room. He'd claimed he was throwing it out, but instead couldn't put it down when in his private Prefect quarters. The annoying portrait they chose, with Hermione smiling and winking in a little loop, was the cherry on top that drove him mad with envy. According to the writer, Hermione was perfect in every regard, her grades, her friendship with the 'great' Harry Potter, her bravery battling Voldemort over the years, her loyalty by dating her old friend Ron Weasley despite her newfound fame, and, of course, they even praised her Muggle born heritage, as if that made her even more special!The fawning in the wizarding community over this girl was frankly disgusting. And while Draco respected her magic abilities, he was convinced she was a fake otherwise. No one could be as perfect as she tried to appear, everyone had their secrets, their demons, and of course, their vices. And now, like a dream come true, she had come to him with a decidedly un Hermione like request, one so awful in every regard, starting with cheating on her boyfriend, then doing so with Draco, who was effectively the greatest living enemy of both Harry and Ron, and finally being a total slut about the whole affair by casually asking a known lech as if it wasn't a big deal!And now, well, he was going tosinglehandedlyget to destroy Hermione's perfect image by fucking the living shit out her."Don't call them what, tits? OrMuggletits? Or perhaps you'd prefer another word instead of... Muggle," taunted Draco as she tugged off her sweater. Mudblood was officially a politically incorrect slur these days, and he knew just the hint of it might bother Hermione."After tonight, they'll be mine to call whatever I want."Draco's pulse quickened as Hermione continued to strip, the reluctance was plain on her face and matched by her trembling and nervous motions. Every article of clothing removed raised his hopes that this wasn't a trick, and also delighted his cock by exposing more of the slender witch's pale skin. There was nothing sexy in her disrobing, no attempt at seduction, if anything it verged on awkward nervousness, but it was strangely exciting still because Draco could tell she hated every second of the show he was forcing her to put on for his benefit."I don't like your muggle tits," said Draco flatly, his sneer now in full effect. "They're smaller than I hoped for, but they'll do I suppose."That sneer changed to a frown when she tossed the shirt aside and made no effort to remove the boring cotton bra she was wearing.She's trying to fuck me and wears that bra? Maybe she is the problem in her sex life with Weasley after all!But when she knelt down, again without a single seductive bone in her body, Draco couldn't help but smile. It was such a lovely vision, pinch worthy really, to see Hermione Granger on her knees and wearing a bra, and hear her ask him so nicely to fuck her."Accio, wand!" Draco caught Hermione's wand and tucked it into his belt. His smirk was evil. "I can't have you getting cold feet and using this on me, you know. I guess you'll just have totrustme."With the dangerous wand secured, Draco could finally relax a bit and truly enjoy this moment. He strode up to her and crouched down, placing his sharply featured face uncomfortably close to Hermione's own. She smelled as sweet as she looked, a mix of hair products and some light scent, perhaps a charm?"I'll fuck you, Granger, since you want it so badly," Draco murmured. "But I already know why you think your sex life is... lacking. You. Aren't. Sexy. You don't know how to seduce a man, do you? You thinkthatwas a sexy strip tease? I mean, look at this bra." His slender fingers hooked into the top of her bra's cups. "My Great Aunt buys the same ones. Perhaps you should read a few books on wooing men after I'm through with you, as that seems to get ideas through your curly haired head. And another thing, you don't know how to listen to orders. I said I wanted to see your muggleTITS!"Draco yanked the cups of her cotton bra down, popping her modest breasts out for his inspection. As if anticipating a complaint, he leaned in and kissed her savagely to silence her. Years of pent up frustration, jealousy and desire exploded from his lips, and he attacked her with a fevered hunger that he knew was unlike any kiss Ron Weasley had ever given the young girl. It was a full, open mouthed and tongue led assault designed to show her that he was in charge now, that she'd given herself over completely by asking him to fuck her. As a further show of control, his hands stayed at her breasts and he groped them shamelessly, kneading them just for the sake of showing her he could.If she let's me do this, she's mine. If she bolts, well, at least I got fondle those cute little tits. Hermione nearly rolled her eyes as, of course, Draco had to be a dick about... just about everything. The bit about her breasts had it all started. "Obviously it's calling them 'tits' like they're some sort of rare bird," she replied, her tone sliding into the near lecture she so often did with those that didn't know the correct answer. "Fromyou, Muggle is a decided improvement," though she was tempted to point out that, technically speaking, she wasn't a Muggle and therefore said tits.... breasts weren't Muggle breasts at all, but were, in fact, witch breasts. Yet that was perhaps a level of pedantry that even Hermione wasn't quite willing to go.Something to think about as she was stripping, albeit the sort of thing that, again, Hermione was tempted to think about. She knelt there, wearing nothing above the waist but her bra and a look of expectation. His insult had her letting out a slight laugh. "Did you think I was magically hiding a bigger pair beneath my shirt?" she couldn't help but point out. "Do you knowany girls that use charms to reduce the size of their breasts? Outside of Quidditch matches?" Hermione raised her brows, knowing full well what the answer would be. Technically there likely were one or two that probably did. Hermione didn't know any. Oh, she knew that Ginny and a few others would use charms along with supportive bras whenever they hopped on their brooms. The bustier you were, the less you wanted them flapping about when you were doing flips.Again, something to think about. Hermione was trying to think about a lot of things that weren't the situation. Was Draco quite purposefully taking as long as he possibly could to do this? It certainly felt like he was. The spell to snag her wand had Hermione jumping slightly she'd almost forgotten she'd tucked it into her pocket. Her eyes flicked to that, then at him, still defiant, but not saying a word in protest. If he needed to have her wand in hand to make sure she was genuine, then fine. Hermione also didn't flinch as he bent low, though she trembled slightly. To her shock he smelt... pleasant. Not the same mix of odors as Ron, but... pleasant enough. She didn't know why she was so surprised he wasn't Snape.Not that he'd given her long to enjoy. He made his agreement, and Hermione felt a mixture of relief and absolute utter horror. This wasgoing to happen. Draco Malfoy was going to... sleep with her. He apparently thought mocking her was excellent foreplay, and his comments had her flushing scarlet again, eyes flashing dangerously, but nothing he said was showing he wasn't going to follow through. Yes, Hermione did actually have some lingerie. Even if she didn't, the room had provided quite the selection. But she'd be damned before she dressed special for Draco Malfoy. Even just doing this was already making her wince, another coming as he crudely pulled down her bra. The perky chest that bounded free defied gravity in so many ways. Small enough to fit in a hand, yes, but the same almost pale color as the rest of her flesh. The light pink nipple in the center drew attention almost perfectly, as did the slightly rounded shape of them. Not that Malfoy was taking the time to examine them.Instead, his lips connected with hers. Hermione let out a sound of surprise and shock as they connected. She'd thought, hoped, prayed that Draco would prove to be an awful kisser, as Ron so often was. To her horror, she felt his lips moving with noticeable skill, sliding against her own. For several seconds he just dominated, opening her mouth, sliding his tongue inside to stake claim, while his hands teased her chest, gripping them tightly. She hated that, eyes closing, body stiffening, but she remembered that she was supposed to at least be pretending like she wanted this. So she moved her lips back. Rallying, she straightened just enough to deepen the kiss. Her tongue moved in time with his, dancing and moving, before she almost sucked upon his tongue for several long seconds. Her head shifted to aid in the snogging, keeping her mouth open and willing.Put simply, and likely to Malfoy's shock, Hermione was anexcellent kisser. She'd had quite a bit of practice with Krumm back in the day, and hadexhaustively read books on the subject, figuring out what boys liked best. Sometimes she could even kiss Ron so well that he, well, finished before they could get going. Perhaps despite herself, she rose to the challenge, mouth on his, giving as good as she got, even as she shuddered and felt enough disgust rising to nearly make her want to vomit. Draco was enjoying the kiss far more than he expected. It felt like winning a skirmish at the start of a battle, a sweet little victory that stoked his ego and gave him a rush of power. He was mostly just savoring the thought that this wasHermione Grangerhe was kissing, and these wereherbreasts he was fondling. Trick or not, this was a feat he would remember.What I wouldn't give to see Ron Weasley's face right now, or even Potter's. Truth be told, she wasn't that bad of a kisser. To be clear, his expectations had been low given her decidedly unsexy personality and the fact she willingly was dating Ron Weasley, but after the initial and expected shock at his assault, she warmed up and actually showed some real skill, but more excitingly, some real passion which is what Draco wasn't expecting at all. By the time Draco broke away, she was almost pursuinghimwith her lips and tongue, and the only reason he stopped the kiss was because his cock had hardened to the point that he couldn't wait any longer to move things along."Not bad, Granger," Draco mused, breathing a bit harder as he brushed his lips lightly against her surprisingly willing ones. "Now that was a little more sexy, I'll give you that. See what a difference showing some passion makes? I'm sure it helps kissing a boy you've always wanted to fuck, though, doesn't it? One youactuallyfind sexy? I know it must be tough with Ron, but try to at least fake that you find him sexy, and actually want to turn him on."His hands shifted to focus on her nipples now, fingers teasing and tugging on those cute and little pink nubs to get them hard and excited. Foreplay, in Draco's mind, was just about warming up a girl quickly for his cock, and then, after his initial need to cum had been sated, doing increasingly depraved things to her to gethimmore turned on. Hermione presented a serious dilemma, should he just bend her over and fuck her right now, he certainly was horny enough, or should he take his time and savor this glorious experience? Either approach had its advantages..."Now, let's practice being sexy, shall we?" Draco said, pulling his face away and a glint appearing in his pale eyes. He rose up, hands going up to the belt of his trousers as he began to undo it. His foot snaked out and nudged at her knees, spreading her legs apart wider. "Don't touch your bra, leave it like that so I can enjoy your tiny titties. Now, reach down and hike up your skirt to your waist, show me your panties, though I suspect they'll be as boring as your bra. Now, stick out your tongue and give me a sexy, hungry look. Like you're desperate for my cock and can't wait for me to feed it to you... yes, that's it. Try to turn me on. Beg me for my Pureblood prick."As Draco watched Hermione begin his requested show, he pulled his cock out and let his trousers drop to the floor. He was quite hard already, and he stroked his long length slowly, shuddering at how aroused and tingling his swollen meat felt. He doubted Weasley had anything close to Draco's cock in size or length, indeed the Malfoy family was known in Dark Wizard circles for being hung, and Draco was a chip off the old block in that regard. He was looking forward to stretching Hermione out tonight with a real cock for once in her miserably overachieving life. It took all Hermione had not to start smirking at him as he complimented her on the kissing. She definitely didn't want him to know that her slight flush had a touch of the genuine about it, that exciting a boy through her lips had given her a secret little thrill. Yes, Hermione still found the whole kissing and dating and flirting thing more or less a waste of time, particularly since boys were less useful than toys in getting her off, but there was still something kind of fun in it. Exciting. She wasn'tdead she just believed there was a proper way of doing things.Which just reminded her that she had to pretend like that didn't matter. "It definitely feels different," she allowed, biting back a yelp as he pulled at her nipples. guys did seem to do that sometime, the little pink nubs just a little too easy of targets for them to resist. Hermione usually found it more humorous than arousing, like they had never gotten over breast feeding. "It's going to be hard going back to Ron after you," she continued, an actual truth with some layering of lie. Obviously it didn't have anything to do with Draco's skill or his appearance, with his sharp features and all. She'd just feel guilty for having to play along with this. But if Hermione didn't, she didn't see how she could convince Draco to make love to her, and that needed to happen if they were going to keep the curse going.Thank God she'd already slept with Ron.Weirdly, the whole near lesson tone, with instructions, nearly spoke to Hermione. Perhaps Draco meant it on purpose or maybe he was just taking control, but Hermione almost lived for showing people what she could do, and how much she could excel with very little instruction. For example, when his foot nudged her legs apart, she helped, shifting, purposefully rolling slightly so that her skirt would rise and show a little more pale thigh. She kept her gaze almost immediately on him, hands away from her bared breasts, despite an overwhelming urge to cover her nipples, particularly since they'd become a little erect from Malfoy's playing. The next instruction struck her as silly, but if that's what he wanted. Keeping eye contact, she slowly rolled her skirt up, baring more and more flesh, fighting the twist inside. As Draco predicted, the simple cotton pantie covering Hermione's sex was hardly what you'd expect for seducing, a wholly functional garment.Yet those expression brown eyes did communicate something of longing. When she extended her tongue, it did feel silly, and look a little awkward, particularly at first, until she realized he was likely wanting her to pant like a dog. She lolled it out a little better then, holding it...right until his member came out."Merlin's staff!" she exclaimed, pulling back, eyes wide. "Were you hit with an engorgement charm?" Because he was at least twice Ron's size, to be sure. Hermione wasn't sure if she should stare at it or look to him out of respect or... what. She was truly a sight out of Draco's wildest dreams. If onlyWitch Weeklyhad run this photograph instead to show the wizarding community what their poster girl truly was like. For all his cruel mocking, her breasts were a clear step above being "merely acceptable", and further enhanced by being pushed up by the scrunched up cups of her bra. Modest though they were, her mounds were well well shaped and her pale skin, with a hint of freckles in her cleavage, only accentuated her perfectly pink areolae and their now hardened nipples. Her lean body was a bit skinny for Draco's tastes, her hips almost boyishly narrow, but her kneeling pose flaunted her limited assets well. Boring though they may be, her white cotton panties combined well with the remnants of her Hogwart's uniform, and the schoolgirl contrast made the rest of her lewd pose even dirtier.But her face gave Draco his filthiest thrill. That cute, innocent and now famous face was a caricature of Hermione, more akin to something found in one of the pink magazines in the Slytherin boys' dormitory bathroom. Her brown eyes rolled in sultry heat, and her pink tongue lolled out in hungry lust, lapping the air as if thirsty for his cock. It was incredible, and his cock throbbed as he gazed down at the dirty whore she had transformed herself into at his request.Her stunned reaction at seeing his cock gave Draco a surge of pride, as he was, after all, rather vain. It was one thing to know you have a big dick, but quite another to be reminded of it by seeing shock on the face of a girl that sees it for the first time. And who knew, perhaps Ron had charmed his little pecker to a comparable size, or rather Hermione could have cast the charm as he doubted Ron had the magical acumen for such a complicated charm. Her eyes were round with shock and her gaze faltered as she apparently struggled to believe his cock was natural."Never seen a real Pureblood cock have you then? It's bigger than Hagrid's, isn't it?" answered Draco as he stepped out of his trousers. "However, this is completely natural and the result of quality bloodlines." He moved closer, placing the tip of his cock inches from her lips. "Hermione, I always had my suspicions about you." His fist slowly pumped his cock, while he loosened his robe with his free hand, letting the green garment pool on the ground next to his trousers, and began working on his school tie next. "Inside that prim and proper exterior, I've always known there was a dirty littleMudbloodslut."He used the slur with relish, knowing she wouldn't report him for it in her current position. It gave him a thrill to say the word out loud again, as Slytherin Prefect he'd had to give several presentations on avoiding that word and unfortunately, had to go out of his way to say "Muggle born" or some other more acceptable euphemism to train the younger students.Draco strode forward, but instead of feeding his cock into her mouth, he lifted his tip to press his shaft and his balls against her face. He smeared his manhood across that pretty visage, rubbing his meat against her cheeks, mouth, chin and forehead as if washing some unseen dirtiness off with his cock and balls. It was an act full of resentment, the sneer on his face authentic, and years of pent up frustration came out in the dominating motion that left her makeup askew and his musk in her nostrils."There, now that I've cleaned your filthy Mudbood face up, let's see you lick my Pureblood cock from tip to my balls. Don't worry, I'll be sure to give you tutoring and if you can please me, you will likely blow little Weasley's mind," said Draco, lowering the tip of his cock to her lips finally. "And when you finish licking me clean, let's see you try to swallow me, as much as you can."Draco stood ready to advise her, most of all to reprimand her if she tried to use her hands at all. And of course, once she started taking him in her mouth, he was eager to test her gag reflex. Perhaps he'd have to grab her face and really help her get an extra inch or two in if she started struggling... Really it was all for Ron's benefit, as after Draco was through with Hermione she'd likely be able to floss with Weasley's little prick. He seriously expected her to believe thatevery Pureblood had a member like this? Hermione gave him another doubting look, and was tempted to point out thatRon was a Pureblood as well. That would most definitely not be the thing to say right now. nor would be pointing out that logically Hagrid would probably have a much larger member as well, not that Hermione had any personal experience. If she even hinted it, likely Draco would jump on the opportunity. No, she just took his usual smug banter with what amounted to her usual grace, or as much as she could. Because the thing was bobbing far closer to her lips than she'd ever want. The slight odor of it hung in the air, and she could again feel her stomach churning. For a few moments, Hermione wondered if maybe there wasn't a way out of this. Had she not thought of something else? Maybe another means? But the curse had been weirdly specific: sexual energy tinged in dark, from a rival.Ugh, a rival who thought using slurs was appropriate. Hermione didn't hide her wrinkled nose or the flash in her brown eyes. The expression almost held as he worked his groin around her. It really did feel like he was just smearing it to prove a point, as if testing to see how committed to this she was. Again Hermione was fighting the urge to almost vomit, or to bat the hardening member away, or seize the balls beneath in a firm grip, or any number of things, really. She could feel him smearing the makeup she'd spent time presenting, and she almost wanted to ask for her wand to fix it, but she supposed there wouldn't be a point.Likely just a blowjob would work. Hopefully that's all she'd have to do for some time. Again, she kept silent for his stupid taunts... well, for a bit. "Could you please stop with the names? I'm already giving you oral," she asked, reaching up to take the cock in hand. She couldn't even really get her fingers around it. Groaning, she shifted, trying to move her head. Hermione alwayshated oral. Boys often didn't quite clean themselves as well as they should, even with spells. Plus the taste of semen was just a little too salty for her, the texture not much better. But she literally had to do this. So she extended her tongue, tilting her mouth slightly, and ran it along his head. Just an almost quick tongue bath, the witch grimacing at the taste in her mouth. She swallowed, before moving again, extending it out. Hand holding him to keep steady and help her direct, Hermione bobbed, moving downward, licking as she went. She figured that Draco had given those instructions for a reason, and, again, she wanted to prove she was willing to do what it took.In this cas,e that meant moving her tongue all the way down to his base, nose nearly tickling in any pubic hairs. Fighting another gag, Hermione shifted, lowering down. She felt his balls along her mouth, giving them another lick. It hadn't been completely clear if he wanted a teasing preamble or a tongue bath, so Hermione aimed more or less somewhere in the middle, bobbing as best she could. After a few moments of the licking, she came back up. "Hold on a moment," she mumbled, before taking both hands to reach up, twisting her curls away from her mouth as best as possible, not wanting them to get in her way. She wished she'd grabbed something to tie them back with, and was tempted to ask Draco to summon something, before realizing where she was. It may irritate Draco, but Hermione had her mind set. She rose, walked over, and quickly noticed a silk tie of some kind, likely used for bondage on one of the devices. It would work, and she tied her hair back, before coming back down.Only then would she open her mouth, beginning to take Draco's cock... and likely far less of it than he'd anticipated. Draco would have liked abitmore enthusiasm, or at least a continuation of the sultry eyes Hermione had given him earlier when he'd ordered her to beg for his cock, but if she wasn't going to go full slut on him then her visible mix of disgust and reluctance was a good alternative. Her little grimaces, nose wrinkles and groans were strangely thrilling, for as much as he wanted to fuck her, and he most certainly did, he was finding the idea that she wasn't enjoying this even more of a turn on!In fact, his pleasure seemed almost a punishment for her, and the cunning part of Draco's mind was a bit curious about what was really going on. After all, while he was sure Ron was useless in the bedroom, the whole premise of Hermione coming to Draco for help was a bit absurd.No matter though, Hermione was licking Draco's dick from tip to balls, as he had ordered, and whatever the source of his good fortune, Draco was going to enjoy every delicious and improbable second of it, and make it both as humiliatingandas pleasurable for Hermione as he could while he was at it. Humiliating, mostly because of her evident dislike of fuckinghim, but also because of what he was going to make her do, but also pleasurable, as he planned to blow her curly haired head with orgasms tonight. When he was through with her, there was nothing that freckle faced Weasley wimp could do to her in the bedroom that wouldn't pale in comparison.How could she have decided to date HIM, instead of me? I'm going to ruin her for him.Despite her disgusted body language, Hermione surprisingly seemed to know her way around a dick, perhaps a book she'd read on sexual anatomy and sensitive regions? Her little pink tongue was doing a fairly decent job at slathering Draco's throbbing prick with saliva. The blonde boy was so turned on, the nerves on his cock afire, that Hermione's mouth left a trail of pleasure as it traced down his veined length. The time she spent under his shaft nibbling his balls, his flesh wand resting on her forehead as she looked at him with what appeared to Draco as annoyance in her eyes, was almost a welcome respite from her attention on his more sensitive shaft and head.Draco had finished loosening his tie and was working on the buttons of his white shirt, when Hermione abruptly stopped, asking him to "hold on", messed with her curly hair, and then stood up! He tossed his shirt aside in annoyance, standing there fully nude now, his pale body still lithe, but with significantly more muscles as he'd fleshed out his figure this past year."Perhaps Ron likes his cock sucking interrupted Oh, I see," Draco began, then smirked as he saw her tie her hair with a silk scarf. As annoyed as he was, it was still pleasing to see her walk around half dressed, her jiggling breasts hanging out of her bra, and her skirt askew. "Ahh, always prepared for her lesson, I see Ms. Granger. Well, let's get to work now, then. Full marks are required in every part of this course to pass."With greedy expectation, Draco relaxed as Hermione opened her mouth to take the swollen and almost purple hued head of his prick into her mouth. This was going to be pleasurable in so many ways, he knew, and he closed his eyes at the feeling of his most sensitive flesh being enclosed in the velvety and hot embrace of her mouth. It felt wonderful, and he shuddered involuntarily, a groan escaping his mouth, but he couldn't just focus on the physical pleasure, he had to alsoseewho was doing this to him to fully enjoy the moment. So, with a sneer, he gazed down at the girl that had annoyed him for so many years and took in the exquisite sight of her attempting to suck his dick.And it was an "attempt" it seemed, as what he thought was a warm up bobbing on his sensitive tip, turned into a repetitive and almost annoying act that progressed no further down his throbbing and eager length. Draco attempted to hint that she should take more into her mouth, adding in a slight thrust of his hips timed to match her forward bob, but as if hitting some invisible barrier, she just aborted and even leaned backwards to prevent him from getting more of his dick into her throat.After minutes of frustration, Draco could stand no more."STOP!" he snarled, grabbing a fistful of her hair in annoyance. "Have you never sucked a cock before!? You need to actually try to swallow it, you know? It seems a more severe training method is in order for you... Madame Hooch style, fly or fall, if you will." He reached down and grabbed his wand, then, quick as a snake, pulled her wrists up above her head, next to the silk restraint she'd tied in her hair. With a quick wave of his wand, he gave the charm "Nodatis" and watched with satisfaction as the ends of the restraint knotted tightly around Hermione's slender wrists. "There, so we can work on what seems to be your greatest weakness... your resistance to truly swallowing cock."Grasping her face with his palms on either side, he resumed the "blowjob" by turning it into face fucking. He started gently enough, he didn't want her to puke on his cock, at least not immediately, but his firm thrusts only penetrated further with every thrust, millimeter by millimeter, his hungry dick pushing deep into her mouth, past her tongue, and into her throat."Ron might not reach your throat with his little prick," grunted Draco, a bead of sweat appearing on his pale forehead. "But learning to open your throat and actuallyswallow... oh YES...that's it!....is essential if you ever want to really please a man."Could she take it all? If not, he would test how much could he get into her. She was always such a diligent student, let's see if her competitive spirit applied to sucking dick. Hermione wasn't sure which she liked less: the hand grabbing a fistful of curls, or the insulting question. Naturally she'd tried to swallow his dick, as she'd just said moments before, and was getting ready to remind Malfoy, he was far larger than any other boy she'd dealt with. Admittedly there hadn't been much seeing of Krum in that regard. They'd mostly done some hand stuff, and even that had been considerably awkward, since Hermione wasn't allthat interested and Krum proved remarkably shy for someone so famous. So mostly her experience amounted to taking Ron in her mouth on special occasions, where Hermione's willing enough bobbing along the sensitive head, delving deep enough to get most of his member inside, was usually enough.All of which the witch probably would've said, had Malfoy not waved his wand. Instead, she yelped as her hands twisted up, magic tying them together near her hair. The red returned, brown eyes flashing for a moment, mouth opening to protest. Of course, this just made her an excellent target, as he pushed forward, shoving his member into her. Despite having the strongest urge she'd ever had: biting Draco's dick, Hermione instead struggled to keep her mouth open. Keep it as wide as she could, teeth just grazing along his sensitive flesh. Tears started to form at the edges of her eyes, threatening to gather her makeup and smear her pretty face. Desperately she tried to remember what she'd read, something about swallowing and relaxing. Her throat practically convulsed in panic, and she felt herself gagging far sooner than likely either of them wanted, even with Draco's gentle attempts. The spit launched out, splattering across Draco's thighs, some falling back to land against Hermione's neck and chest.Swallow, swallow, she needed to just... do this. She forced herself to try and listen to those instructions, hoping and praying that Draco wasn't simply being a jerk like always. Because already her throat ached, and a swallow caused her to gag again, another strand of saliva souping out of her mouth. Her arms quivered, and she could feel a slight pull of her own hair, knowing that she's reflexively tried to move. Fingers curled as she tried to brace, and part of Hermione had to admit that it was probably a good thing Draco had disarmed her. If she'd had her wand about then, she may have even considered one of the forbidden curses.Anger sent heat scorching through her. The sheer humiliation of Draco just thrusting against her, clearly using her as essentially a hole for fucking... well, it surely amounted to dark emotions and some possible sex. Hermione's blood practically boiled. She could feel it pounding throughout her... stiffening her nipples slightly, causing a little tingle between her legs, one that seemed to flare slightly as her body strained against the light bondage and she struggled to swallow his thrusting member.At least if there was any doubt Hermione had been serious about this, it should be long gone. Draco couldn't recall fucking a throat as virginal as Hermione's in quite a while, if ever in his life. Pansy could likely deepthroat his forearm if he asked her, and most of the Slytherin students he attracted at Hogwart's veered towards the sluttier side, for reasons he could never quite understand. Despite that, he rather enjoyed the challenge of training Hermione. Really, just doing anything to his nemesis' sidekick that humiliated her was fun, but ramming his large cock down her unwilling throat was a perfect act of domination that stroked both his ego and his physical needs.Even Hermione's struggle to take him was pleasurable, as all her gagging, groaning, and coughing, and the accompanying involuntary spasms of her throat, conspired to produce a blissful massage around the tip of his cock, as if burrowing his dick into a vibrating sheath of liquid velvet. It was the kind of pleasure that could only be produced by accident, and of course, at some discomfort to poor Hermione, who was a frothy, drool splattered mess within a couple minutes of Draco's thrusting. Tears would soon smear whatever his cock washing hadn't ruined of her makeup, and her reflexive attempts to lower her bound wrists were the finishing touches in disheveling her done up hair.Hermione had been transformed quickly into a ruined mess of sexual lust, and Draco found her sexier than he could have ever imagined in this carnal state. It was such a far departure from her normal prim and proper buttoned up image that he scarcely could believe it was really her. Only the eyes were familiar, those brown orbs radiating such a delicious mix of resentment, disgust and shock that wassoHermione Granger."That's it, you've almost got it," urged Draco, expertly probing and thrusting himself further into her mouth. He used his hands to adjust the angle of her face, tilting it slightly or pulling her chin forward at times to align her throat better. The exquisite sense of touch from the tip of his prick enabled him to gain an inch of depth whenever he felt her muscles try to relax and take a swallow. She couldn't hold him down for long, not at first, and after each failure her throat regurgitated his tube of meat out with an explosion of drool and spittle, but sure enough, as he continued his relentless assault, she began taking more and more of him. "Watch the teeth... Relax, you need to reallyWANTto swallow it. You have to hunger for a cock to take it in."And then, whether he'd fucked her throat into submission so her muscles had worn themselves out, or she'd figured out how to imagine his cock as a bite of her favorite organic salad, the resistance disappeared for a magical second. Draco plunged himself forward at that opportunity and fed his entire throbbing rod into her mouth in one smooth thrust. Her nose tickled against his blonde pubes as he hilted himself into her, his cock surrounded completely in a tight, wet, and hot canal that began at her stretched lips. His tip was buried so deep in her throat he felt as if he was in her chest, and all her internal muscles quivered and spasmed around his throbbing rod to produce a tingling massage of bliss."Oh... yes... YES!" Draco groaned, his fingers clawing through her hair to scratch at her scalp as he held her head against his hips. His voice quavered with pleasure, mixed with some awed respect at her surprising feat. He hadn't expected to want to cum himself this soon, but the waves of pleasure emanating from his ensheathed cock were building faster than he'd ever experienced. "By Merlin's saggy left... Oh....you've done it... you'veactuallydone it Granger! Hold me inside!" Perhaps despite herself, Hermione almostwanted to excel at this, do it right at the very least. Did she want Draco Malfoy's cock in any part of her? Even touching her? Not even a little. But since it was going to happen anyway, she at least wanted to do a good job. The more pragmatic part of her knew that if she didn't do a fairly good job of it, he likely wouldn't come back, and she didn't know for certain if one time would be enough to seal the curse. Considering who they were sealing, Hermione wasn't holding her breath on that account.Shewas trying to precisely that as she swallowed cock. His barrage of comments were at least marginally helpful, but she almost wished she could explain to him that she couldn't exactly get her teeth more out of the way than she had been. Hermione had already slightly shrunk them a few years ago, and she didn't fancy trying something further just to please Malfoy with her skills in fellatio. Her jaw still stretched as she at least attempted, trying to show that she could do this, that she wanted to so. Her throat convulsed, another hard gag, but she swore she could almost feel her muscles just sort of... giving way. Perhaps he'd battered her into submission or she'd willed herself to relax or something. She hardly knew. But just as she stopped gagging and thought she could handle this, he took advantage and utterly filled her mouth and throat with dick.The masculine scent of Draco filled her moments before his hairs started nearly teasing her nostrils. She found herself trembling, not quite believing that he'd gotten all of himself within her. She held perfectly still, save for trembling she couldn't quite suppress, hoping, praying that he'd at least hold there for a few moments. To her utter shock, he was just letting her relax. She attempted to take deep, calming breaths, to keep her lips wrapped about him, to force her throat to relax, despite already feeling it starting to give way.Except she still didn't have experience with this. Willpower could only extend so far when the body was involved. A convulsion of muscles happened about her throat, not quite a gag, but close enough. Another followed, and she could almost feel her body violently rejecting him. Hermione's arm strained against the bonds, and she made noises of protest, sincerely worried that she may end up outright vomiting if Draco didn't let her throat relax at least a moment. Drool had started to seep, and her muscles were outright quivering. Air, she needed air, needed at least a moment.... This was contentment.Draco mused the thought as he hovered on the precipice of a sweet and unexpected cum. It felt sublime to have his cock buried to the balls in Hermione Granger's mouth, for once managing to shut her annoying voice up and at the same time give him new heights of pleasure. He'd already reduced her to a half naked drool covered mess, as whorish a mockery of the famous young witch as the Slytherin Prefect could ever fantasize, and now she held his cock in her mouth so submissively, while he quivered in pleasure.He could sense Hermione straining to keep him inside her, dutifully following his instructions as diligently if he were Minerva McGonagall giving her a particularly complex transfiguration lesson. The girl fought her own reflexes as they urged her to spit out the foreign tube of cock that filled her throat, trembling and convulsing in clear discomfort. Her face looked red, as if she was struggling to breathe. New trickles of drool dripped down to splatter on her already wet and shiny boobs, their own sympathetic jiggles flinging droplets of saliva from her hardened nipples. And her eyes, oh those sweet brown eyes. Not a hint of her imperious, judging and superior attitude in them now as she struggled to just hold on."Oh.. Yes! Ms. Gran " he groaned out, near speechless. "Ms. Granger... full marks...."Draco had received many blowjobs by skilled cocksuckers, but Hermione's throat tonight blew all the others away. Why, he wondered idly, while basking in the waves of pleasure he felt from her trembling throat, did fuckingherface feel so good? Yes, of course there was the unexpected nature of it, and the resentment he'd had of her all these years, but by Merlin's Sweaty Balls this felt incredible. If he could stay here forever in some time freezing charm he'd consider it, hovering on the edge of pure bliss with Hermione giving it to him.Surely life couldn't get any better than this moment.Are you going to cum already, because I can't stay like this all night!The voice wasn't Hermione projecting into his head, Draco knew he'd summoned it himself from some dark recess of his brain just to remind him of how much he disliked the curly haired girl. A reminder that he was here to humiliate her, not somehow want to stay locked in this moment together! It was enough to push him over the edge with the desire to blast her with his cum in a further indignity. Giving a savage snarl, he let his building orgasm crash over him. Jolts of pleasure wracked his slender frame as his fingers squeezed Hermione's head tight."Five points for Gryffindor!" he grunted out, a sneer returning to his face as he began to cum.The first blast went straight down Hermione's throat, a hot and well earned load of cum that was no doubt the biggest. With a mighty groan Draco slid himself out her throat, leaving a mouthful of white and sticky jizz behind, before continuing to shoot thick and heavy ropes of cum onto her face. He felt like a veritable fountain, as shot after shot erupted from his saliva drenched cock and splattered against Hermione's pale skin. Each burst gave him a jolt of pleasure, and he could only aim in her general direction, his vision blurred by sparks and flashes of pleasure. He hoped he'd gotten most of it on her face, but was sure her bare breasts would catch the rest.With a sigh, he shook his head to clear his eyes and admire what he'd done. No, no, no, no,no! He couldn't seriously be... but she felt his cock pulsing in her gagging, convulsing throat. He was cumming,now!? Hermione felt the cold shot of panic, making all kinds of loud noises around the dick plugging her holes. She tried working him, desperate to get him out of her before things got worse, butof course he had to linger just long enough to send a blast of his arousal straight down her throat. Unfortunately, Hermione was quite actively gagging, body desperate for cum. This meant that she found about half sliding into her belly, another portion shooting back up. Some cum started leaking around her mouth, spurted out. She could feel it erupting from around her lips, shot forth with spit, splattering both him and her chin. But more started coming out other avenues, her nose burning as Draco's seed started seeping out of it as well.She kept gagging, rasping, even as he pulled back. Hermione very nearly vomited as he parted, sucking in air with raspy gulps. She could feel more and more splattering against her, landing in the curls, along her face, streaking her body. One flopped dangerously near an eye, with Hermione barely managing to jerk out of the way. More fell on breasts, drizzling down like melted icing, strands snapping before pooling below. Still hacking, Hermione rocked back, twisting, desperately wishing she could clean up. She didn't just look a mess: she looked a filthy, debauched wreck.Nearly hacking, Hermione turned, spitting a glob of semen and spit onto the floor. She jerked her head, trying to wipe her mouth along her shoulder, smearing it. Blinking, she looked up at him. There should be... something. Some kind of sign the curse had sealed slightly: a flash of green light or a sensation. But Hermione didn't quite feel much. But there had surely been sexual pleasure and humiliation and and Hermione hadn't cum.The realization sent a deep cold into her. He'd certainly had his fun, but had Hermione gotten anything out of it? Obviously she'd participated, had to have, but maybe the curse required mutual release? or maybe it actuallyhad worked and she should just get cleaned up and check? But if it didn't... well, what bloody choice did she have? It wasn't like Malfoy was going to pleasure her if she asked nicely. At the same time, how could she possibly expect to trick him into doing something like that? A challenge? Again, she wasn't sure it was necessary. Maybe the curse was enough. But if it wasn't, then she'd gone through this for nearly nothing.Not that it mattered too much at the moment: she was mostly coughing and gathering herself, trying to get her head to even focus on putting several thoughts together as is... "You look like a filthy whore," Draco said, the sneer back again. He flicked a bit of jizz off his stomach, one of the may droplets she'd sprayed during her coughing, gagging, and near retching reaction to his firehose of cum blasting her. "But don't worry, it rather suits you. I find it quite attractive at least. I might even say you finally look sexy, Granger."Well, if there was one thing Draco excelled at, it was gloating over his enemy's misery. Although a softer, kinder boy after the defeat of Voldemort, certain personality traits were just so ingrained and, in this case, Hermione had even asked for it. It wasn't as if he had tricked her, or even coerced her into being face fucked into a debauched piled of cum, she'd practically beggedhimto do it! If there was ever a time he could gloat without a guilty conscience, it was now. Yet, he bit back some crueler insults that he had ready to hurl, ones designed to cut deeply and leave her feeling even worse about her current state.The truth was he did find her very sexy like this, but not just because she looked like a total slut.Hermione had always been a fake in Draco's mind, too perfect, too smart, and too self righteous for him to believe she was a real person. Harry had his flaws, Ron was a giant steaming dunghill of flaws, but Hermione, well, she maintained her Ms. Perfect public persona to a degree that made Draco find her disgusting. It raised the question, what could a woman be hiding under that fake veneer?Well, humiliated like this, reduced to being another cum covered conquest in the string of sluts Draco had fucked, she suddenly appeared to him like a real person with actual flaws. Either she wanted this, and sought him out to get it, which part of Draco wanted to believe, or this was all part of some game she was playing he didn't understand. Either way, her willingly submitting to him was a sign of weakness in character, or just repressed vice, that he strangely could respect.He looked at her, still slumped on her knees, hacking up cum, and with her hands tied into her hair behind her head like a show of surrender. She resembled a gazed donut, his cum splattered across her pale skin, spackling her bare breasts and mixing with the drool and spittle left over from his face fucking. That innocent face was a smeared mess of makeup, jizz, and saliva, cum ran from her nose even, and her hair truly was a rat's nest of curls. And below the lewdness of her top half were the girlish remnants of her Hogwart's uniform, the askew plaid skirt still showing her white panties, her thigh high stockings, and shiny leather shoes, the garments a poignant reminder of where she had fallen from.She clearly hadn't enjoyed it. Her body language now and her expressions throughout his assault had made that clear. Yet, her nipples were rock hard, her breathing heavy, and, as Draco crouched before her, tapping his wand across her face and then gliding it down her body, there was a rosy flush of excitement under her pale skin. Those white panties, could there be a slight darkening in their gusset from dampness? She might not admit it, but perhaps she was enjoying this more than she pretended."Diffindo!" Her hands were freed as the restraint was severed."Very good, Granger," Draco murmured, taking her cum covered cheek in his hand. "You took my cock like the little mudblood slut I always thought you were. But, I think it's time to really focus on the main lesson. Don't worry about me, I've learned a charm or two to revive my cock in seconds." With the other hand, he reached down between her legs and cupped her knicker covered sex, fingers fluttering gently. A dirty smile spread across his thin lips and an evil glint appeared in his grey eyes. "And as for you, why I think youare ready as well... don't you agree?"Maybe she'd back down now, he was calling her bluff, and he'd understand if she'd had enough. But, if she still wanted to continue... Thank the heavens, her arms were free. Hermione lowered them, feeling the muscles stretching, the slight burn from exertion seeping into them. It let her at least attempt to start mopping up the mess, wiping at bits of drool and semen. She'd really done it: really let him fuck her face like that, spray all over it. Strangely, she could feel a little kernel of pride. Oh, it was well buried under the shame and frustration. But Draco did have something of a reputation, and most of his partners had a wealth of experience in this sort of thing, experience that didn't come from books and a redhead who may be a bit of an early starter. Yet despite that reputation, Draco had been the one to cum. Oh, yes, he'd essentially used her face as a hole, but that still meant he took pleasure from what she did.The strange mix of emotions wasn't helping Hermione make any decisions here. It also didn't help as Dracocomplimented her. Certainly the compliment twisted to become backhand within moments, nearly having Hermione spit cum at him or roll her eyes . Draco was already talking about the main lesson, and his comment about his member nearly had Hermione chuckling. She stiffened as she felt his hand drifting, feeling a slight tingle between her legs. When Draco touched, he may be slightly disappointed: Hermione wasn't exactly soaked or anything. He'd actually struggle to find much wet at all.What hewould find is alot of heat, a preamble, a notice that the furnace had been lit but nothing had started melting yet. The situation may have excited Granger, but it didn't exactly make her start creaming her knickers just yet."I hope this charm doesn't require me to take you in my mouth again," she said, her voice slightly raspy, "I need to talk for lessons," there was a look in those brown eyes that Draco would likely remember. This was the girl who at one point had said it would be worse to be expelled from Hogwarts than die, one who could have literally leveraged her fame and considerably intelligence intoany position she wanted but had insteadchose to go back to school. With as much forced calm as she could manage, Hermione reached up and undid her hair, wincing as the curls stuck together with cum and a little sweat, not to mention just tangling from being tied together.The decision had been made. Hermione had dreaded it, but, well, she was practical. She'd done disgusting things in the name of magic and necessity for years now: hiding in bathrooms to make potions, gathering hair, going to a Slugworth party. This would simply be one more thing. And, again, it wasn't as if she hadn't already slept with Ron, and Hermione knew there would be potions in the room right now to make certain she wouldn't get pregnant. Simple. Easy.She looked to the bed, then up at Draco. "To the bed then?" So, even after what he'd just done to her, shestillwanted more?Draco felt a surge of heat flood his loins and realized with a little giddy rush of excitement that he wouldn't need to charm his suddenly eager prick to a faster recovery after all. This was better anyway, as he'd have more patience to have fun with Hermione before he actually fucked her. His exploration of her knickers had yielded some delicious heat, but none of the dampness he'd require to fit his big cock into her immediately. With Ron's elf sized penis as her primary experience, he doubted her tight pussy would be able to handle his cock without being teased to a torrent of arousal first.The look she gave him troubled him slightly, though. There was a fire in her eyes, as if she viewed this as a challenge she was going to overcome, like a difficult lesson in a complex subject from a teacher, like Snape, that didn't fawn over her. It wasn't the horny desire, or even debased curiosity he would have preferred, and made him wonder again exactly what her game was.She couldn't bethisdetermined to get good at sex, could she? And if she truly was, well, there were certain techniques that frankly another woman was better equipped to instruct her in than Draco. The one thing he could teach her, though, aside from stretching her limits physically, was having the proper attitude to at least appear sexy for her partner. And despite being cum drenched and half naked, she was definitely not trying to turn him on, other than just being there."So eager for my cock again, are we? We'll make it to the bed, in due time, my horny little slut," smirked Draco. Hermione was clever enough to realize his sarcasm was really criticism about her less than enticing attitude. Despite her treating this like a schoolwork assignment, Draco's grey eyes still sparkled with excitement. If he had looked enthusiastic, but a little wary of a trick earlier, now there was just a raw, naked hunger in his gaze as he let his desires run unchecked. He'd give her a lesson that she'd remember and crack a bit more of that polished veneer she tried to maintain. "First, I need to finish inspecting this slutty little body you've been hiding from me for the last seven years." Draco grasped her hand and pulled her to her feet easily, making sure to kick his fallen trousers that still held her wand away from them as he guessed the compulsively organized girl was fighting the urge to perform a quick clean up charm. "No need to worry about your appearance. Covered in my cum is exactly how I want you for the rest of the night."Leading Hermione to the bed, he stopped short and bent her forward at the waist, guiding her hands to grab one of the four convenient posters. Even more helpful, each of the wooden poles had restraints already fastened and a quickNodatischarm locked the shackles around her slender wrists."Do try to actually act like you want to fuck me this time," chided Draco, running his hand down Hermione's pale back as he stood behind her. He slipped his wand under her bra strap, which was a convenient holster, then flipped her skirt up to reveal her heart shaped ass. He'd expected something flat and boyish, perhaps an ass like her friend Potter's bony one, but he was pleasantly surprised at the curves she'd somehow downplayed with her choice of clothing. Draco couldn't resist giving those shy cheeks a few gratuitous squeezes before he pulled her white knickers up into the crack of her ass to form a makeshift thong. If her body was pale, the twin round globes the cotton knickers split were truly moons that he doubted had ever seen direct sunlight. Unblemished, and perfectly smooth, Draco gave one of them a hard spank that set the flesh to jiggling as well as gave it some much needed color. "Now, maybe look back and show me some of those sultry eyes you gave me earlier. And how about a teasing wiggle of your ass? A little tongue action and verbal encouragement are all fairly standard moves as well, you know. That's all if you want some things to work on for a top mark, which I know you do."His hand moved between Hermione's thighs while his foot kicked her legs wider for better access. Cupping her sex again, he began to rub her, while his other hand pulled her knickers tighter to put more pressure on her cleft. His fingers felt her folds through the gusset of her knickers, exploring her shamelessly until he located the button hidden at the top of her valley. Pressing that sensitive nub with his fingers to test her response, his thumb continued to rub up and down her hot slit, pushing the stretched white fabric deeper into her opening with every rub."Now, I'm going to take my time and give you a thorough inspection. Taste is just as important as appearance when it comes to sexual attractiveness, so let's hope you meet my standards in both."He wondered idly how she'd groomed herself down there. With Hermione's lack of general sexiness, he wouldn't be surprised if she'd kept a big hairy muff that would force him to pick hairs out of his teeth for days. Then again, she was so neat she probably had some sort of compulsive need to trim things to some level of acceptable functionality for sex. But who knew, perhaps the uptight Gryffindor had charmed it all away in a moment of naughtiness, or even just for Draco's benefit tonight? This is like one of those awful "romance" novels.The nearly absurd thought fluttered into Hermione's mind as Draco offered his "compliment" and started moving her into position. Wasn't it like that though? With Draco's harsh words bandied about with the usual cocky confidence. He easily led Hermione as if he knew precisely what lay in store for them both, and, well, the Gryffindor girl would be lying if she didn't admit to seeing some appeal in it. Draco acted as if he'd been handling witches all his life likely he had, thanks to his bloodline. But the almost casual possessiveness of it, the idea that he simply owned her because... what? Because she'd asked for help in figuring out sex? Because she hadn't put her top back on? Because she was who she was and he was who he was?At least he led her to the bed, as opposed to some of the other options in the room. Hermione almost sighed with relief, only to find herself stopping short. "Is this really necessary?' she asked as he stretched her arms upward, locking them into place with the charm. Again Hermione felt a bit of a secret thrill, the knowledge that she couldn't move mixing with the sheer debauchery of the moment. The shiver that shook her as he ran his hand along her back wasn't forced. This truly did feel like some strange bodice ripper. The snide boy getting his hands on the good girl. Teasing her as he introduced her to sex. How many of those had Hermione read? Read feverishly by magic light, her wand sliding downward over her nightgown, teasing her just enough. Sex always sounded so good when described there, so unlike her experiences with it. Well, that wasn't strictly true. Making love to Ron the first time had been simply wonderful, an expression of desire they'd been building for years.But, well, some part of Hermione wondered if that hadn't as much been her own mental anticipation as anything Ron did. Unlike now: shehated Draco. Perhaps she wasn't quite as antagonistic toward him as her two best friends, but she still knew him for a Death Eater, for a wizard who relied on blood. Just being near his sneering face made her want to punch him again. But now he was lifting up her demure panties, sliding them against her body, making her glad she'd used charms to clean herself. A crack made her jump, the heat following, seeping into her flesh. It took her a few moments to realize he'dspanked her. Before she could comment, he'd started offering up instruction. And, well, Hermione followed, if only to irritate him as much as play along. Pretty brown eyes fluttered, lidding slightly. She gave just the slightest little wiggle, not because she didn't seem to know how, but because she was teasing. Then her tongue slid out for just a moment, flitting along the top of her lips."This what you're looking FOR!" the last came out as a shout, because his hand had pulled against her sex. Those eyes went wide and Hermione bucked backward. Supportive and practical her panties may be, but they were hardly protection forthis. If anything, they just helped, as Draco dragged the fabric across her sensitive folds. In fact, he even seemed to use it against her, pushing a little, teasing her increasingly moist insides. It felt as if his fingers explored. "What are you " she began, only to realize what he was doing. She jerked against the bindings, and clamped her legs shut immediately, reflex taking control."Draco, please!" she almost spat, before jerking harshly again. A sharp jolt of pleasure had zinged straight up inside her. Made everything jolt for a few seconds. She squirmed, moving away, pulling against the bindings. Shecouldn't feel good at what he did to her. She didn't care for him, wasn't dating him, didn't want this. But she could feel the warmth churning, that tingling starting to grow. "If I admit you're better then him at this, will you stop?" she asked, looking up at him, a little pleading mixing into her eyes, along with the lust that made her more nervous than anything. "Please? I'm just... trying to figure out what's wrong, as I said, and I realize that obviously I need to have him do... this," her gaze flicked to the bindings, "well, maybe not all of it," back to Draco. "just... please. Just sleep with me. We both know you want it," she waited a beat, realizing what she needed to say that may get what she wanted. Biting her lip, her eyes flicked to the side for a moment, then back, "and... I want it too."God help me, I think I actually do... Now that was more like it. Hermione was playing along and trying to be seductive at least, and Draco at first gladly enjoyed her batted eyes, that cute wiggling rear, plus her aborted attempt at verbal encouragement, even if he knew it was forced. The odd thing was that he probably shouldn't care whether she acted like she wanted him, or even enjoyed what he was doing to her, but he did care, for whatever reason. Sure, most of the slutty girls he fucked hung on his every word and begged him to defile every orifice they had, and sometimes even charmed additional ones into existence just to provide more stimulation, but with Hermione heshouldjust be fine with debauching her and then strutting off for a victory lap in the Slytherin common room, right?Put her in her place and move on, Draco.She was coming alive in his hand, though, squirming and growing hot and wet as he teased her. Her body now craved his touch, even as he sensed she fought those urges with her mind. The idea that she wanted this, was enjoying it in fact, was beginning to consume Draco and he now wanted to turn her on for more reasons than merely to get her ready for his cock. It was not enough to fuck her, he had to make her want it... or was it to make her wanthim?"...I want it too."Embarrassing as it was for the haughty young wizard, he couldn't deny that his heart soared at hearing those words. He quickly rationalized it in his mind that they had to be fake. She was just acting for his benefit, right? Why thefuckshould he care what this curly haired, full of herself, bitch of a witch thought about him? A strange conflict battled in his head, rage mixing with something else, something he couldn't even consider.He had to refocus and brought up the memory of when she'd punched him years ago in front of Goyle and Crabbe. That humiliation had never quite faded, particularly the way he'd run from her. He'd been young and immature, but something about his character had been revealed that day, a part of him that he hated, and had fought to change over the last four years. He was no coward anymore, did she know that? Did shetrulyknow what he endured fighting Voldemort the way he was forced to?!A fresh surge of anger flared up and turned his lust in a darker, more appropriate direction again."Please?" he hissed at her, fingers increasing their intensity on her knickers "Please, what? Harder?" He removed his hand suddenly, the absence of pleasure his punishment. "Or please continue?" He spanked her other ass cheek, hard enough to leave a handprint, to give her a little contrast between what he had been doing and the stinging pain he could deliver instead. His hand dived back between her thighs, pushing the increasingly damp fabric into her opening as he rubbed her clit with a steady pace. "I think I know what you want more of, don't you agree? Look at you, getting wet like a common whore from ME of all people, and I haven't even stripped your knickers off yet. You are squirming like a bitch in heat now, aren't you? You like that I can do anything I want to you... that all of this is just my fault. But, the truth is I think you want it more than me, don't you?"He reached up and grabbed his wand, running the tip down the crack of her ass and through the outline of her cleft as the stretched tight fabric of her panties clung to her folds, like a fat and juicy peach ready to be bitten into. As a witch, he knew she'd react to the touch of that dangerous instrument like a muggle might respond to a knife, or even a gun, being used instead."Stay very, very still, this can be dangerous charm. You of all people know the risks when used like this," Draco ordered her, before he chanted "Diffindo" again. A white light and magical heat erupted from the tip of his wand as he crouched down behind her and used it like a scalpel, cutting through the thin fabric of her panties in the intimate line he had just traced and splitting her underwear down the middle. Dropping his wand, he ripped her knickers open, creating a large hole down the crotch that exposed her from her ass pucker to her mound. "There we are, finally I get a good look at the real Hermione Granger, and what a slut she truly is."Draco drank in the sight, while inhaling her rich, musky odor of arousal. This was the side of Hermione he wanted to see revealed, the real woman that hid behind her fake persona, and she was hot, wet and eager for his attention. A dirty little whore turned on shamefully after letting her worst enemy cuff her helplessly to the bed. Licking his lips, he used his fingers to spread her pussy lips wide and brought his mouth to her glistening folds in a hungry, deep and angry kiss. "Stop, damn you, stop!" spat Hermione as the fingers delved against her sex. They felt like a punishment, bursting heat up into Hermione's core, nearly making her whimper. How could he do this to her? Obviously she understood how he was able to: she had quite willingly let herself be disarmed, shackled, stripped, and teased. But how could his touch make her sex dance. Make her lower belly tingle. Make her feelaroused, at least at the level she had that wonderful night oh so achingly long ago. The witch danced in place, desperate to soothe the feeling within her, telling herself yet again that she did this purely from the curse. Shame followed the heat Draco coursed, seeping through her, nearly making her sob. She was doing this to Ron, to herself, andenjoying iton some level.Bodily reaction. Stimulae. Draco knew how to touch her body reacted. Hermione yelped as heattacked her clit. She rolled up on her toes, body arching, feeling the intense pleasure. Perhaps some girls that Draco teased would take a while, would tease and flirt and need tending. Usually Hermione loved the sweet kisses herself, the touches. But Draco played her body like a master, and she could already feel the twisting in her lower belly. Horror twisted along with it. Yanking hard, Hermione pulled against the bindings. "I saidstop!" she hissed, violence seeping into her words as she glared back at him, every inch a Gryffindor lioness. Even as he drew the want, Hermione held her position, trembling as much with anger as arousal. Oh, he could tease her with the wand, but they both knew he wouldn't do anything too horrible to her. They were in a school, with several professors and witches and wizards that would certainly seek retribution. Ron or Harry would come downhard on Draco, or at least send Ginny.But his suggestion did mean she held still, save for the slight trembles. That and her hands, which curled into fists, releasing slowly, as if she were strangling his neck in the air. It dimly occurred to Hermione that she was doing a terrible job of pretending she wanted this, but at the same time, she had just agreed to, well, "sex lessons." That generally didn't involve being tied up and tortured.Yes, but it would quite usually involve the boy teasing the girl's sex with his very talented fingers. Face it, Granger, you're mad because he's better at it then your boyfriend.The thought sent another flush of red, eyes dancing danger as he started easing off the pantie. Her cute little asshole was tucked away, hidden between snug cheeks. Perhaps to Draco's delight, he'd been correct: Hermione had neatly trimmed her nether region. Shedid have an active sex life, well, semi active... sex happened at any rate. That meant that she wanted to at least keep things needy, which was considerably easier for a witch than a Muggle. A few charms meant her hair was a very neat little triangle of light brown curls. And her lips were so snug and almost delicate between her legs.Also utterly drenched, the arousal sticking to the folds, seeping slightly down her thighs. She could almost feel her lips clicking a kiss as he parted them. Hermione hissed as she felt warmth about them, twisting again. "Staaahp!" she outright whined it now, jerking against her bindings. The twisting had returned, her toes already curling in her shoes. God, she hadn't even taken hershoes off! Hermione's breath was coming in short pants now, everything tight, tense. She bit the inside of her cheek, hoping to steady herself. Was there a more delicious combination for Draco than hearing Hermione beg, even demand him to stop, while her body melted under his touch and asked for more? She'd growled at him like lioness, but the pussy he held in the palm of his hands was all purr, and she knew it deep down despite her vocal attempts to get him to stop. Draco wasn't that evil of a monster, he would have ended the scene had he thought she really wasn't enjoying and even seeking his touch, but everything from her originally askinghimto do this, to the way she bucked and squirmed, but came right back to his palm as she soon as she could, screamed to his experienced eye that she wanted more.No this was going to be a true lesson for Hermione.Fucking wasn't like learning a complex transfiguration, or any other Hogwarts schoolwork where the mind mastered the body. It was an act where the body controlled the mind, and for a cerebral, control freak witch like Hermione, Draco wouldn't have to go very far out on a limb to say she was the mental equivalent of a virgin. Sure she'd hadsex, with Weasley of all people which was another asterisk in itself, but she'd never truly beenfucked.Had Hermione ever lost control of herself, let her mind fall under the sway of the carnal urges of her body? Felt truly dominated by her own lust, desire, and sybaritic need for pleasure, no matter what the cost? Had she ever been on the edge of bliss, and felt such a hunger to get a release that she would do anything,anything, no matter how depraved, to achieve her climax? Had she ever wallowed in her own shameful pleasure, filling her mind with only dirty, carnal thoughts until nothing else was in her brain?The answer was evident as Draco gazed at Hermione's most intimate triangle of flesh. She was a hot mess and he'd barely done anything but touch her. Her fluids overflowed her slit, her outer lips were swollen and puffy with arousal, her inner folds spread like the hot pink petals of a depraved flower, and the entrance to her needy core gaped enticingly. Her glistening nectar seemed to flow almost visibly under Draco's inspection. Hermione would be horrified at the word, but her cunt was hungry for his cock whether her mind admitted it or not."Keep your head down," barked Draco, seeking a better angle by which to devour her pussy as Hermione had arched herself higher in her squirming dance to slow his teasing down. As his mouth attached to her mound, his lips and tongue worked together to slosh and squelch through her soppy, hot folds. He pulled her hips to him to hold her dancing body in place, but expected her to move soon on her own to keep the pressure of his mouth on her needy core, indeed he suspected she might be mostly sitting on his face by the time he was through. He drank at her fountain thirstily, guzzling her juices and rubbing his face against her sex in a full out and raw assault that lacked any pretense of subtlety at first. She tasted incredible, tangy and sweet at the same time, with a metallic, almost coppery aftertaste, and overlaying it all some hint of other flavor, slightly bitter and earthy, that became burned into his mind as the flavor of Hermione. "So delicious. I hope Ron enjoys your pussy as much as I do."Not to ignore Hermione's other assets, Draco pulled her firm cheeks apart to expose her perfect little pucker. What else did he expect but a tight and tiny sphincter on someone like Hermione? His tongue darted out to swirl on that crinkled, taboo flesh, licking and exploring the whorled ridges of taut muscle and sensitive nerves, feeling her bottom tremble at his dirty touch, kissing it with his lips, and finally probing at her entrance with his tongue and testing the latent strength of a hole he doubted had ever been explored in a sexual manner."Mhhm, that will be for your next lesson," Draco murmured, before lowering his mouth to her sex again.Hermione's juices had been refreshed and Draco lapped them up again eagerly, until at long last, he lowered his mouth to the throbbing nub at the top of her valley that he had studiously avoided so far. Her clit peeked out from the shroud of flesh that had hidden it earlier, no longer shy and throbbing for attention as Draco gauged Hermione close to her release. Like a nipple, he teased it with his tongue, his lips, even his teeth, before finally suckling it with a needy intensity. Draco wanted her to cum, no he was going tomakeher cum. It wouldn't take much at this point, he guessed, and he moved a thumb to replace his lips on her clit."Do you want to cum? Ask me nicely," Draco asked. She couldn't see his sneer, but his smug voice would likely let her know he wore it again. "I can't hear you."His mouth grazed back up to seal her folds in a deep, enveloping kiss. Drinking her deeply while his thumb began to oscillate on her hard and swollen nub, Draco let his tongue quest out and burrow deep into her passage, searching desperately for more of her nectar. He curled it out of her, powerful laps that poured her juices into his throat. Closer to the source, she tasted sharper, but sweeter, as if he had tapped a pure spring.And with a final burst, he increased the tempo of his rubbing thumb as he sucked her even harder with his ever thirsty mouth. Ron had gone down on Hermione before.Once.As a present for their six month anniversary, he'd asked what she'd wanted in the bedroom, and cunnilingus had come up rather naturally. The actual event had been this awkward affair. He'd kissed around her sex, licked it with at least some eagerness for quite a while. Apparently he hadn't appreciated the taste or something . His sloppy attempts had gotten her quite excited, and she'd sworn she'd cum at the time. Now, Hermione was starting to wonder if that had been a good deal more just the private thrill of having someone tending to her sex that wasn't herself.Because Draco had gripped her and started making Hermione feel things she'd only read about. She twisted and turned, stopping only with the realization that much more and she'd end up hurting herself. That would be rather hard to explain to Madame Pomfrey, not that enough students hadn't come to her with similar situations before. Given that Hermione fully intended for this to be a secret liaison, that wouldn't help. No squirming meant that Draco had all the access to between Hermione's legs that he needed. We slopping noises came from between Hermione's legs, and the witch didn't need a clear view to know that she was responsible for a portion of it. Her sex danced and tingled, nerves alight and afire. She could feel the barrage of raw arousal shooting up and zipping throughout her body, carried along to spread its gospel of delight.More and more he attacked through Hermione's strained, increasingly sporadic, "No's." her head still whipped, hair flashing her face, sticking to lips. Body shivered, rolling, not quite bucking against him or riding, but mostly because Hermione clearly refused to cooperate with internal drives. Toes curled in shoes as she desperately attempted to lock down sensation. It kept rising within, undeniable, a pressing, overwhelming need. It spiked higher and higher, making her body roll. The chanting "no's" turned momentarily more frantic, her head whipping from side to side, legs straining, attempting to close.Only to dissipate into a throaty sigh of mixed relief and frustration as he drifted away. The attention on her ass just felt... awkward? Naturally Hermione had heard of such things, had teased herself back there a time or two. Once she'd even tried putting her finger into Ron when tending to him like a lot of their exploration: it had not gone well. Her body trembled slightly, but it almost came as a relief, as he hadn't attacked the source of her arousal.He broke even from that. Hermione let out a few wheezing breaths: "You do know what that hole's purpose is, right?" she offered along with a teasing smile, one that had about half the weight, given the girl's flush and obvious panting. Breath hitched as heat puffs of air touched her trembling sex. She jerked again, pulled, and felt his lips moving down. The burst on her clit made her let out a high pitched noise. she buried her face in her arm as best she could, writhing fiercer than ever, jerking, half moving away from sensation and half grinding down, her body unable to process the strong impulses that shot up into her. Ron only seemed to locate her clit by sheer luck. Even Hermione sometimes had difficulties finding it, the delicate little nub hiding neatly in folds of flesh. But Draco attacked it with a will and vengeance.Another taunt drifted up. "F fuck you, Draco," she managed to breath out in a stammer. Not that it mattered: he went right to work. And assuming Draco didn't hold back, didn't tease, Hermione would erupt inseconds. She'd barely been holding on through his clitoral assault. In fact, given her obviously undersexed body and overaroused mind, it was a testament to Hermione's will that she hadn't erupted earlier. The waves of pleasure cascading throughout her would've drowned most weaker witches. Hermione rode them, attempted to control them. She bit down hard, curled her hands tight, and felt every muscle stiffen as the shot of release blitzed through her. Everything locked and twisted and shivered in one great wave of arousal, building and building. Hermione was lucky he hadn't teased much of her insides yet, so she didn't quite shower him with her arousal. Barely a noise, a strangled sound came from her as she rocked, which would probably have been a bigger indication than another high pitched shriek or rapid fire "no."Regardless, it would be readily apparent that Hermione Granger had just cum, and likely had cum stronger than she ever had in her young life. Draco had given many girls pleasure and witnessed all kinds of lewd and depraved orgasmic buildups, but Hermione's was the oddest? of any he had been with. She'd chanted "No" as her verbal encouragement while her pleasure had built, causing Draco to begin to doubt she understood that basic bit of English vocabulary. Combined with her use of "Stop" and "Don't" earlier, Draco decided that the only explanation was that she was talking to herself, and trying to convince her own body to stop reacting so sweetly to Draco's dirty mouth.Whatever was going on inside her curly haired head, Draco enjoyed how her traitorous body responded to his increasingly intense ministrations. There was a bit of restraint, he could tell, so her mind's efforts to curtail her physical reactions were working... to some degree. Despite her best efforts, though, the squirming, dancing, futile head shaking, and most tellingly, therollingof her half dressed body against his mouth was a far more sluttish and enthusiastic response than she was hoping to display. And certainly, down below, where Draco's mouth was nestled, the non verbal response from her heated and wet sex was a lusty "Yes" and "More" that was the opposite of whatever was coming out of her other set of lips.Draco was a little disappointed that his aggressive tonguing of her ass hadn't elicited more of a response. He had a secret fancy that as an anally retentive overachiever, Hermione might be anally receptive as well, but if there were any future sessions, which he doubted, he would attempt to conquer all her holes. She was just so tight, though. Could he possibly fit? The difficulty made the goal all the more intriguing, and Draco wondered if with a little training, and perhaps some clever magical toys he'd been researching, itjustmight be feasible. Well, Slytherins were born to do great things, and certainly Hermione's uptight ass was a worthy prize.For tonight, at least, the priority was Hermione's sex, which at least seemed to be begging him to enter it with something bigger than his tongue, when she suddenly tensed above him. It was a strange convulsion, almost as if she was trying to abort a sneeze, her body going stiff and every muscle taut as a strange cut off squeak came from her mouth. Only her passage gave him a hint, the quivering and clenching spasms seemed to be the result of her trying desperately to keep every other part of her body still, with all her pent up emotion funneling instead to the one point of pleasure upon which she still rocked.Galloping Gorgons, she'd just cum!Draco teased Hermione still, suckling and fingering continuing at a slower pace to help her ride out the jolts of pleasure she was likely still feeling, even if she was trying to hide them. He chuckled a little in her pussy as he realized what she'd done. She'd literally tried to order her body not to cum because she didn't want Draco Malfoy to be the one giving her such pleasure! And even when it was inevitable, had tried her best to squelch it.Well, in Draco's personal experience, the most taboo orgasms were often the most pleasurable as well. And surely, based on her evident shame of what he'd triggered inside her, this had to be a big one for the apparently inhibited girl. But why had she asked him to have sex with her, toteachher no less, yet be so unwilling to let herself enjoy the experience?It's as if she wanted to do this, but in the least personally pleasurable way possible."Was that a sneeze, or did you actually have a sweet little cum? Maybe even a big cum?" Draco needled, giving her ass some playful paddles with his hands. She looked like a wrung out rag, hanging by her cuffs, her body exhausted from the futile effort of fighting her orgasm, and with all the post orgasmic telltales Draco knew so well, the flushed skin, the rapid breathing, and general fuck drunk stupor. It was a perfect time for him to move things along. "You know, it's a lot more fun for you, as well as me, if you actually let yourself go and enjoy it. Embrace your inner slut, Granger. Now... let's give you something that will be much, much harder for you to not get excited about."Draco's cock was rock hard now, pulsing with eagerness to cum again. Hermione's sex was wet, gaping, and relaxed from her orgasm. In his opinion, it was the perfect time for Draco to slide himself inside her. Now, if he was a more sensitive man he might have let her rest a bit and get prepared, but he was a horny, narcissistic asshole. With the sluts he normally fucked, a fast transition would often lead to a fast second cum for them, or even a string of multiple orgasms that left them deliriously screaming, so who was to say he shouldn't just get started immediately if he cared about his partner? Draco felt no guilt as he lined the swollen head of his throbbing cock up at her entrance and grabbed her shoulder with his other hand. Bent over like this, still shackled to the bed post, this was going to be a fun first position to start in, but probably not how he'd end things."No time to lolligag, Granger, it's time for your main lesson. Let's look lively, then," Draco sneered as he began to slide into her. He hoped she'd show a bit more life for his cock at least, but at this point, he was truly a bit concerned. The teasing made Hermione flush, biting her lip as she tried to gather herself. Unfortunately, both her brain and her sex still felt more like melting than doing anything else at the moment, leaving Granger struggling to even start stringing together coherent thoughts. Even then, most of said thoughts revolved aroundI Can't believe he just did that to me andOmigod, so that's how it's supposed to feel andwell, I'm not telling Ron about this part, with various little mental exclamations offuck and half processed orders to let out soft moans, which Hermione seemed more than willing to follow as she shook. It felt grossly unfair: she was highly intelligent and had at least some sexual experience. She should at least be able to offer up a retort to Draco's teasing.Worse, his suggestion did make at least some sense, on some level. Why did it matter if she enjoyed this? It wasn't as if she had signed on for this willingly. Okay, yes, she'd been the one to receive the curse, but that had been less a voluntary process and more an extension of her being there and being Ron's girlfriend. Still, it felt.... wrong, so very, very wrong to enjoy what Draco was doing to her.And yes, it was most definitely "doing," because she could feel him sliding his rounded dick over her lips. Could feel her body shivering, the tight folds almost breathing in response as if they could kiss the domed head and beckon it further inside her. Her stupid treacherous body quivered, particularly internally, where muscles seized up as if he'd already slid inside her. Hermione could feel the flexing in her lower half, could also feel her toes curling as her body arched and rolled. For a moment, her sex almost grazed against his head, as if she were about to start sliding back. She could just feel the lips starting to part over him. The curling only increased as his hand slid up, grabbing onto a shoulder."Un...unchain me fiiiiiirst!" she began insisting only to whine out as he slid within. The pressure shot up into her, hard and fast. Her head whipped, burying itself into her shoulder in a feeble attempt to smother noises. Thank God she'd opted for the Room of Requirement, because she'd nearly been loud enough with that little whine to alert any passersby. Even now, she could feel her lips clinging to him, body eager now that the cock had actually started to slide within and tease her properly. Toes curled once more as she attempted to brace as best she could. It took all Hermione had not to start rolling back, hating that she could feel some pleasure from this already. But he'd quite purposefully teased her into this position. Biological reaction. All biology, particularly as the male organ slid within the female.Yes, she could just think of it like that. Not taking note of obvious sexual chemistry or the fact that the chains may be adding more to her excitement than she'd really want or any other of a myriad of factors including how very naughty it felt fuckingDraco Malfoy in a version of the Room of Requirement literally designed for fucking.Yes, her toes curled because of biology. nothing more. Merlin's balls she was tight!Not that Draco minded, he rather liked a nice, tight cunt for a change. While Hermione wasn't consciously helping, certainly not encouraging him verbally at least, her traitorous body seemed to be working just as hard as Draco's straining cock to welcome him inside her. As he rubbed his sensitive tip against her folds, they opened like a hungry set of lips and he let out a low groan as they sucked him into a hot and wet embrace, his rod balanced in their sloppy kiss above the entrance to her passage.It felt so good hovering there, quivers and spasms from Hermione's core tempting Draco to push deeper while his cock throbbed in anticipation, but he wanted more. While pushing into her would feel wonderful, and he wanted badly to cum again, he also wanted to see her react to him. Not even enjoy it, he didn't care that much about that as she'd already cum once, but he wanted to see herlosecontrol and show him something authentic. The fact that she'd had enough self control to at least squelch her orgasm into a strangled sneeze like cry made him want to see the raw emotions that she was hiding.Fuck, he'd even take her telling him to stop again, getting angry at him, or even one of her trademark "holier than thou" lectures well maybe notthat but just give him some passion!"First lesson of fucking," Draco said, slapping an ass cheek again to ensure he had her attention. Then he began to push into her. "Is you have to...givea fuck."Her little unscripted whine as he entered her made Draco smile. Now that was what he wanted to hear!"That's the spirit, Granger, let me hear you whine," Draco grunted, swiveling his hips as he burrowed his cock in further and further. She was tight, yes, but drenched with arousal. After every inch he gained, her hungry squeezing core would grip his bulbous tip tightly, as if trying to suck him in further and keep him there forever. A few in and outs, some changes of angle to stretch and relax her walls a bit more, and of course some hard straight ahead thrusts were all it took, surprisingly, and suddenly his big cock was sliding into her with relative ease. "Mhmm, Yes. I thought you'd be a bit harder to fit into, what with Ron's elf dick and all, but it looks like you are more eager for my prick than even I expected. Such a slut."Hilted into her fully now, not an inch of his dick visible, Draco paused a second to enjoy the feeling of accomplishment. She was so tight and hot around him, and every little spasm and quiver inside her core sent delicious sparks of bliss into his throbbing rod. Even her rapid breathing was pleasurable. The only off note was that he almost couldn't believe that this was Hermione Granger whose pussy he was buried inside. The disheveled curly hair and pale skin were clues, maybe the school uniform skirt that hung like a ring around her waist was familiar, but the rest of the cum covered body, especially with her face turned away, seemed far too whorish to be the Hermione he hated so well."Blow me a kiss. Show me how much you like my big cock inside yourcunt," ordered Draco, the hand on her shoulder grabbing a fistful of her curly hair and lifting her buried face to force her to look at him. There, that was much better. At least he could see it was Hermione under all that drying cum, and, of course, she'd have to acknowledge it was Draco with his cock inside her. "Come on, have the decency to look at me when I'm fucking you."And then he started fucking Hermione for real. Draco started slow, getting a feel for the stretched canal he was plunging into for the first time, but quickly picked up his pace and intensity. Within minutes, he was pounding her hard, his hips slamming into her asscheeks and balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. She was pushed forward with his assault, so he pulled her by the hair upwards and forced her more upright, her torso resting against the wooden post as he fucked her standing from behind. In this position his face was closer to hers, and he stretched forward to give her filthy face a hungry kiss."This time, you can't hide from me. I'm going to watch you cum. No trying to hide your pleasure anymore, you slut. And if you don't... well, I'm going to have to keep going until you are a screaming, begging mess, aren't I?" Definitelynot the reaction Hermione had been hoping for from her whine. She could feel his cock stretching her out, sawing into her body. Fuck, how long had it been? the thought drifted for a moment, lingering as the impressively sized member sawed more steadily into Hermione's tight sex. She could feel her body stretching to accommodate, reshaping around him. Mentally Hermione knew that a female's sex could most certainly stretch, that children came from there, lots of other biological facts. Didn't make the increasing pressure and the slight lancing of red hot pain jutting up into her core dim slightly. Or the flutter of panic she felt from the bottom of her heart. Not simply from the fact that she knew her body was stretching to fit, not just the burning that broiled hotter and hotter, but the twisting desires she could feel building in her core.Draco called her a slut, and Hermione felt like one, particularly as she felt his hips hitting her ass."Oh God, Oh God, just... just stop for a few momennnnnnts!" she tried, shivering as he didn't obey her in the slightest, seizing her hair, yanking her back. Hermione let out another yelp of pain, feeling her body trembling. Internal muscles flexed, clamping down upon him, feeling the thick cock filling her past capacity. Toes curled again as she tried to brace, feeling her arms straining against the bindings once more. He gave her that near command, and Hermione nearly hissed: "Unchain me and Iwill."She felt her body tremble again. A ripple of arousal running through her, partially from the words, the little verbal exchange. This certainly didn't feel like making love. It felt almost like a duel, like she kept pushing or pulling back at him. Her insides squeezed and worked, and she felt her hips shifting slightly, biology beckoning yet again. Another thrust, her body jostling beneath. A pull, a yank back. Her lips dashed against Draco's, and, to her internal shock and horror, she felt her mouth parting. Lips dashed for several seconds, and as he pulled back, she almost followed him, practically panting. Those brown eyes flashed as he called her his slut, and she didn't realize it, but there was a spark of arousal. This was just so... so intense, so obviouslyfucking.And Hermionefucking loved it. Her body answered him at least. His cock was squeezed and gripped by her hungry sex after every thrust into her, the heat of her core like a furnace, and her trembling, squirming and half naked body matched his rhythm, grinding against his thrusts and seeking as much pleasure as it could find. They moved together like some crazed and desperate beast, her back slippery against his chest with sweat, rocking in time as Draco slammed her body against the post, his hands holding her up as much as her own.Yes, she'd kissed him back, and he'd felt the longing in her lips when he'd pulled away. He'd moved beyond owning her body though, that clearly was his already, it was her mind that he craved. He couldn't stop staring into her brown eyes, flashing, angry, and challenging him still. Her head wasn't yielding to him, not yet at least. Even now, fucking her harder than she'd ever been fucked before, her body a puddle of lust in his arms, she was defiant and couldn't say out loud what was obvious to the man whose cock was ploughing into her."I'll untie you, then, you aren't going anywhere," Draco answered her at last, his pale grey eyes boring into her. The wand was retrieved from her bra strap and a simple charm released the shackles. He didn't let her go, however, and instead lifted one of her legs and picked her up. Still impaled on his cock, he spun her around so her back was against the post as he held her standing up. Her thighs would wrap around his hips naturally, while his hands reached down to grip her ass and hold her up. The position invited her to wrap her arms around his neck for balance. "Look, a new position for you to master, Granger. Now... show me how much you love fucking me."Draco had never realized how intimate facing a partner while fucking them truly was. He'd never cared before, frankly, but now Hermione's face was inches away from his own, and their bodies pressed together like one. He felt a little regret suddenly, at choosing this position, of all the ways he could have fucked her next.Hermione filled all his senses, certainly his vision, but this close, even if she bit back groans or cries, he'd hear every aborted squeak she made. Even if she muzzled those squeaks, he'd still hear her panting breath. Her musk of arousal floated up in the air between them, filling his nostrils after every pump of his hips. It mixed with the smells of his own cum, their sweat, and even the remnants of whatever charmed scents she'd applied before she'd come. And he felt her everywhere, not just around his burning cock, but her fever hot skin rubbed against his own and his arms were full of her.But most of all, it was her face that dominated his senses. Cum covered, makeup ruined and hair a mess of curls, but those flashing brown eyes were still very much Hermione Granger, and were all he could think about. He hated them. He hated everything about them. Yet, all he could think of right now was why weren't they looking at him like they wanted him?Why didn't they match her body, and scream out that she loved being fucked by him?And why didHEcare?"You like this," gasped Draco, his eyes searching now. "No. No, you fuckinglovethis... don't you? Tell me." Hermione nearly sighed with relief when Draco undid her bondage. Of course, she also realized this meant she'd have to at least pretend to be enjoying herself. Like that would be all that difficult at this point: her sex kept spasming just thinking about it. Pleasure had taken such control over her bodily functions that Hermione half expected to just pass out from the sheer glut of it. Naturally he had to go and practically spin her on his cock. The movement had her letting out a high pitched, strangled noise. Hands gripped his shoulders as she just sort of... took it for the moment. The strange sensation had just been too much, and she swore she'd just cum a little.Groaning, she almost slid down onto him. Arms laced about his neck, letting him fuck her against the posting. That little spin had just finished her off, in more ways than one. Those brown eyes fluttered as they looked up at him, an almost battered admission of lust flashing through them for a few moments. Her body rolled against him, but the motion was lazy, as if she'd already been fucked toward a position of exhaustion. her sex practically screamed at her, the melting of her arousal growing steadily more apparent. She could feel it practically drooling along him, seeping against their joined bodies, adding lubrication to their motions. Internal muscles quivered, still squeezing, longing for him to fill her in more ways than one.A grip shifted her, and she could feel his hand in her curls. Blinking, she looked up at him, that almost humiliated look of arousal again drifting into her eyes. "I do," she admitted, words that she'd later claimed were a lie. They were half whispered, a breath. Her hand moved to lace through his hair as her body rolled. "It feels... simply amazing," she insisted, rolling her hips, "what you do to me," another shiver. This should feed the curse, surely. Hermione bit her lip, groaning once more as she rolled. The tension was building within her again. She felt her body quivering about him. felt her sex milking him.End it. She had to end it. Soon. Too much more of this and she'd have a hell of a time trying to talk her way out of it. Desperate, Hermione looked up at him, mouth moving for words, panting breath instead for several beats. "Cum cum with me," she panted, almost begging, "inside me. It's fine. Potion," she'd taken a birth control potion in advance, just in case, along with a few to stave off diseases. Her insides flexed as she rolled, squeezing hard. Fuck, she'd end up cumming on her own, regardless of whether she felt him splattering inside her. But she needed that, to feel him bursting......for the curse. All for the curse. Definitely. Totally. "I do." Those words sent a sweet thrill through Draco for many reasons, not that he wanted to dwell right now on some of them. His fevered mind seized on the simplest explanation, the one that fed his ego, the idea that he'd fucked Hermione beyond her expectations and she was loving every second of it, with both her body and her mind. As sweet as her surprisingly sluttish body was to use, this was Hermione, after all, and getting the Smartest Witch of her Generation's mind to love being fucked hard by Draco Malfoy, her once hated rival, well, that was an accomplishment even Salazar Slytherin himself would be proud of!Draco you dirty snake. You've outdone yourself."I know," sneered back Draco, replying to himself and to Hermione at the same time. He was barely able to pant the words out.She wasn't lying, that he knew. Her eyes had rolled with lust and the flashes of defiance were gone, replaced by a hungry need he knew all too well. She had that desperate longing for release he loved to see in his sluts, their brains addled by pleasure and seeking only the sweet relief of a climax. Whatever hang up she'd battled, or why ever she'd tried to fuck him without acting like she enjoyed it, like it was an academic lesson, that had all faded. This was real, and he was going to watch her cum and enjoy every second of the toe clenching, eye rolling, and muscle tensing explosion he planned to give her.Like a racehorse in the final stretch, Draco found a reserve of strength in his sweaty and tired body. Despite carrying most of Hermione's weight in his hands, he increased his pace, slamming into her hard and fast now, shaking her entire body and causing her breasts to jiggle and bounce with every thrust. He was a sweaty, panting mess, and started screaming in out of control lust, his cries almost pained as he fucked her with an animal savagery to force her to cum with him. The slap of his hips into her ass filled the air, sharp claps so fast they sounded like applause as he built to his own climax.She was begging him, that's how he heard it at least, to cum with her. No, to cuminsideher! That was all the final encouragement Draco needed, the music that his ears had been waiting to hear."You want my cum in you, take it you filthy mudblood slut!" he screamed at her, somehow finding enough of his mind to string together that parting dirty thought.With a final, primal and brutal salvo of pumps that threatened to break the post he had her pinned against, he plunged into her and felt the massive pool of pleasure that had been building inside of him burst its dam and flood his entire body. Spreading from his cock, it crashed through him in waves that made him tremble. Each pulse of bliss made his cock jolt and spit inside her, blasting his jizz into her thoroughly stretched core. He was filling her, then overfilling her, his cum pouring out of her like a river as he slowed his pumping down and milked out every last drop of his seed.And through it all, he'd forced his eyes open to watch her face from inches away. Pretty and Perfect Hermione's famous visage contorted in pleasure fromhiscock was the image he craved to be burned into his mind from this session, and by Marlin's Beard was it ever sexy. Fuck, he wanted her too.Obviously this was the case. That he'd been hard should've been a quite clear indicator of Draco's lusts. But, well, he was male. Naturally Hermione wasn't dim enough to suppose the whole "men are hornier than women" thing was all that true she just assumed that most men were a good deal less... selective about their particular partners. For example, she'd never heard of Draco sleeping with any "Mudbloods" before, well, this very moment. Yet as he sneered those words, attempting to sound as superior as always, she was strangely reminded of a particular movie she and Harry had introduced Ron to, where the rebellious lead offered the same in response. Even beyond the words, she could see it in Draco's eyes:He wantedher.The thought alone made Hermione gasp, the desire to be desired squirming its way throughout her body, lacing more liquid fire into her veins. Their bodies moved, and it became almost in time, Hermione riding back, using her position to roll and pull. Her sex had started spasming, assuming it had truly stopped as she was losing track. Internal muscles wrenched and pulled and danced in electric pleasure. She could feel them gripping his thick cock, wrapping it tight, pinching it as biology and desire met in equal measure, all but wringing the Pureblood dick within her. It drew more moans out of her body as she rolled. He could scream and snarl all he wanted, but she'd seen the truth in those eyes he didn't just want to fuck a Mudblood or put her in her place he wanted to fuck Hermione Granger.And she wanted to fuck him.With a little shriek, she felt him spurting inside her. The orgasm spiked, eyes flashing up at him. For a few seconds, the reluctance, the near hatred, vanished beneath the creamy lust. Her lips parted as she let out several joyful breaths, a yelp, as another orgasm rocked through her. Raw wet heat poured within her, making her quiver and stretch him all the more. For a few seconds, she swore she could almost forget the whole purpose of this, what she was doing, why she did it. Just feeling that pleasure. But she soon felt it subside, and the guilt clawed its way back, breaking down the other bits, making her eyes flick away."Well," she said, panting, more sexually sated than she couldever remember being, "I... I see why you brag," she tapped his chest, "that was quite informative," she gave him a look that said they were quite done now, and, as if that weren't enough, she made a quick twisting grab for her wand, which was likely unguarded and close by. It didn't even occur to Hermione how impressive it was that, post an intensive orgasm, her body still quivering, she had enough sense to return to practicality and enough mobility to move like that. It would just prove to them both that she was very much one of the star Gryffindors Hermione Granger. Draco was completely drained, both his ballsandhis mind.Sure Hermione wasn't the screaming, clawing, dirty talking slut that Pansy was, but he hadn't expectedthatof her to begin with. She'd been gorgeous in her more restrained way, exploding in almost exactly the kind of orgasm he would have imagined the perpetually in control scholar to have. She'd lost control, giving in to the moment with a bit of shrieking and whining, her body doing the obvious things that it should in the throes of passion. There was no way she could deny that she'd cum, and quite hard it seemed by the strength of the spasms he felt from her internal walls that had seized his cock and helped milk it dry. But most importantly, for that brief period of time, Draco had seen the unbridled lust in her eyes and knew she wanted him as well.And why did her wanting me even matter?Then she was back to her normal self, all business as if they'd just finished a strenuous Defense Against the Dark Arts exercise that had left them flustered and sweaty. Draco gave a groan as he slid out of her, a river of cum and her juices flooding out of her. Her first move was to grab her wand, a stick that unlike Draco's cock was a tool she was in absolute control of, then she was bustling and preparing to leave, clearly trying to show him that she was already recovered and ready to move on, like, you know, he hadn't just fucked her brains out and given her two massive orgasms!Draco snorted, leaning against the visibly crooked post of the bed as he watched her gather herself. He tried to enjoy this image, as he knew she'd charm herself to near normalcy as quickly as she could. For a moment longer at least, she was cum covered, half naked, her breasts still bouncing outside of her bra, the skirt so ruined and askew that her torn open panties let her ravaged sex hang exposed, and of course, the obviously charmed up tights that still went to her thighs, with the miraculously still shiny leather shoes on her feet. Nowthiswas a Hermione that he could... no, that he wouldliketo.... to what?He didn't want to finish his own thought.He shook his head, his mind was obviously addled by the post orgasmic chemicals, or whatever they were? Dopamines? The Muggles had silly terms for everything it seemed. Whatever they called it, he wasn't thinking straight right now and had to remember who she was, who he was. He'd just fucked Potter's mudblood sidekick silly, and she'd asked him to do it. Not only that, she'd begged him to cum at the end."Informative?" Draco sneered, his eyes brazenly going down her half dressed body one more time. Why not enjoy the sight? He might never see it again. "That was a first year level lesson, at best, and look at you, you could barely handle me! Well, say hi to Ron for me when you see him next. You can send him my condolences, as I can't imagine what sex with him will be like after you've had me."His smug smile radiated that he'dthoroughlyenjoyed fucking her and, of course, would never let her live this down."Oh, and Hermione, I have to say, you do have quite the potential to be dirty slut, if you put yourmindto it, that is." Weirdly, Hermione found it much harder to get all that flustered now. Perhaps it was that she literally had Draco's seed swimming around inside her. Or maybe it was that she'd seen his look and felt his lust just as much as he'd felt hers. Or perhaps it was just that she knew full well that they'd be doing this again and her practically oriented mind had just stopped reacting as strongly to his snide comments. Who knew for certain. She just looked up at him as he insisted that this was the first level, brushing off Ron in a way that he'd pretty well just earned... despite Hermione's reservations regarding that fact."Excellent, I was hoping that you wouldn't have just taught me everything," she insisted, rising unsteadily to her feet. She adjusted her skirt and top as best she could, but there would be little hiding the obvious signs that they had just fucked. For one thing, Hermione practically glowed: she had quite obviously climaxed not only recently, but quite hard, given the flush. Perhaps that was why she felt almost energetic... and could have a better understanding of why people were so keen on fucking every once in a while. She mentally brushed aside his comments, instead flitting forward to snatch her wand from Draco. She gave it a wiggle as, with a quick flick and a "tergeo," she got rid of some of the more obvious bits. Of course, there would be no way of getting rid of a good deal of their fluids, particularly the ones that had been shot deep inside her. Most likely Hermione could have attempted to stick her wand up her sex and do it that way, but there was no way she was doing that in front of Draco .Realizing what the curse likely demanded, Hermione paused and studied Draco. She internally hated this next part, but she was, again, pragmatic enough to figure it necessary: "I would greatly appreciate if you would call on me when you feel ready to do this again," she said. "Because I'm obviously imposing on you, and one lesson simply isn't going to be enough," the star student would wait only a moment for either the sneering or surprised response, before turning on her heels. She needed to check in and make sure that the curse had actually activated, otherwise this would have been pointless.Well, maybe notentirely pointless.This would make for a rather awkward conversation with Ron and Harry, one where Hermione would discover that, yes, the curse had enacted. In point of fact, it had gone off rather early into her excursion with Draco, happening slightly just after what Hermione would deduce was that first climax, with another burst following hers. It apparently grew more intense, to the point where Harry had nearly not been able to contain the magics, at some points. Considering that it had gone off several times, Ron was quite concerned, but Hermione insisted that she was made of stern stuff and could handle Malfoy readily enough. Naturally she had some soothing of Ron's ego to do, which meant an extended snogging session that left her... a little wanting. Fortunately for Hermione, she'd half deduced that she'd be cleaning herself anyway. Said cleaning ended up rather... unusual. But it would be done.Then it would just be a matter of waiting for Draco to take advantage of a standing offer that Hermione knew he couldn't resist.Well, that and perhaps talking over with Ginny some possibilities of "sexier underwear." After all, Hermione had to prove herself an able student. Annnnnd....she was back to normal in seconds, much as Draco had expected.Slutty and depraved Hermione, the girl who had throughly enjoyed the lesson his cock had taught her, was gone, and the annoying overachiever he hated so much was back. It raised the question in Draco's mind, of course, as towhichwas the real Hermione? Or if notreal, for she didn't have to be one or the other, which of them was a more authentic glimpse into Hermione's true personality? He'd like to think he'd cracked her armor a bit, his cock the battering ram to do it, but in his current lucid, post orgasmic state, the absurdity of what she'd just asked him to do bothered him anew.Draco watched her tidy herself up again with a thoughtful eye. The transformation back to normal Hermione was near complete with his cum gone, her shirt back on, and her dress pulled down. Her makeup was removed and hair tidied somewhat, not that those curls ever looked manicured in his opinion. There, she was back to herself, save for a slight flush to her skin that made her sexier. That made him grin, as no one would doubt he'd just fucked her brains out, despite her cleaned up appearance, if they saw her glowing like this right now. Yet, she seemed to act like this was all no big deal, and while he shouldn't care, that bothered him as well.Then she thanked him, all business of course, and proceeded to ask him to call onHERagain!Draco felt his blood begin to boil and his sneer returned. He tapped his wand against his thigh and straightened up. He was still nude in front of her and used his lack of shame at being naked as a weapon, forcibly reminding her that this wasn't just an academiclesson, no matter how she tried to act. Draco Malfoy, of all people, did not give lessons, sex or otherwise, to mudbloods, nor did he call on them when he was horny. No, they came begging to him and she should consider herself lucky he graced her with his cock!"Callon you?" Draco hissed out, walking towards her with a swagger that set his dick to swinging. "I think you are mistaken. I fuck women at my whim, because I want them, not because they need help figuring out how to handle a cock." He stood in front of her, staring down at her with his pale eyes flashing. "I'll take your thanks, for you should consider yourself lucky I took pity on you. But remember..." He tapped his wand on her chest, face flush with anger now. "...if you want my cock again, and I'm sure you will, you had better do your best to make me interested in a repeat encounter, because frankly..." He paused to let his sneer grow to full effect, then dragged his eyes down her body dismissively. "...Now that the novelty of fucking Potter's mudblood sidekick is over, I haven't seen much this evening that would get me excited to give you another lesson."He turned away and began to reach for his trousers. Over his shoulder, he gave her one final parting criticism."So if you want a repeat, heed all my advice tonight and try to seduce me into thinking it willactuallybe worth my time."What was her game? It didn't add up, but if she insisted, he'd make sure she paid a steep price in humiliation to share his bed. It took all Hermione had not to roll her eyes at Draco's bluster. As if they didn't both know full well that theyboth wanted a repeat of the experience they'd had. Naturally Hermione wanted it simply because it would be necessary for the curse, but she'd felt Draco spasm inside her, heard what he had to say, saw it in his eyes. He could rant all he wanted about "fucking Potter's sidekick," and all that nonsense, but once wouldn't be enough for him, not when she had just left him a standing invitation. Plus Hermione knew she could make herself at least somewhat appealing. Ginny gave her tips on streamlining the various makeup and hair charms, so they wouldn't take nearly as much time. yes, it was frustrating to spend the time in the morning she could spend studying doing hair and the like, but it was quite necessary. Another simple charm helped her clothing to fit a little better. Not slutty, not perhaps overtly obvious, but enough to actually start showing that there were some subtle feminine curves underneath all those curls and that intelligent prattling. And now Hermione was finding the wide world of Wizarding lingerie to be an absolutely fascinating subject in and of itself. Ron would likely enjoy the side effects of that field of study, even if he would prove less... engaging than Hermione remembered.Yes, if this was a simple affair, then it likely would, or at least could, have gone Hermione's way. She was attractive she was quite available and she was in the same general orbit as Draco.Unfortunately for her, there was the curse, it would only be a matter of a few days before Harry's scar started hurting in that old familiar way.Which is how a harried Hermione found herself all but ambushing Draco after one of his classes . While Hermione had been paying at least some attention, she didn't know for certain whether he'd been noticing her or her efforts, such as they were, or if he'd even have seen this coming. It hardly mattered: it needed to happen. So, she all but pinned him, looking at him with a flare of passion in those expressive browns: "We need to fuck again," she stated bluntly, using the curse to emphasize the matter. "It's not been... what it should be, and I need your co another lesson," there was a slight flush, as if Hermione hadn't purposefully let the slip. It probably didn't help that there was a slight churning in her lower belly with that little "slip" though. Of course Draco had noticed Hermione had dolled herself up these past couple days. Despite his best attempts to return to the civil, but cool, relationship they had settled into for their final year, he found himself looking for her as he walked the hallways of Hogwarts. It was a subtle enough transformation that Draco at first wondered if he was only imagining more curves on her boyish form, or that her hair was better tamed and almost fetching with its groomed waves. Her makeup was still light, but it was noticeable now and served to make those lips, which were often pursed in a severe half frown or twisted in contemplation while working on a potion in their one class together, full and luscious. And her eyes, well, whatever she'd done there seemed to make those brown orbs sparkle more, as well as unerringly find Draco's whenever he was stealing a glance in her direction, as if she'd devised some charm to catch him looking at her!She was infuriating in her transparent attempt to get Draco to want to fuck her, and he fought back the only way he knew how. He gave her his sneer, smug grins, knowing lifts of his eyebrows that would hopefully remind her that he'd plundered two of her holes quite thoroughly already, and amused chuckles as if he found her new look humorous. He'd also tried to distract his cock, which apparently found Hermione's look much more intriguing than his mind, by fucking Pansy and some of his other Slytherin sluts hard and often. Pansy at least bloomed under some fresh attention and tried to be even more depraved than usual to keep her reclaimed status as his preferred bedmate, and he'd taken the opportunity to more thoroughly explore some of the creative features in the Room of Requirement that Hermione had created for their tryst.The one thing Draco hadn't done, surprisingly, was run his mouth off about fucking Hermione Granger. Sure, he'd told Goyle, whose dim brain registered it as a joke with such disbelief that Draco had abandoned trying to convince him otherwise, but Goyle's reaction made it clear to Draco that it wasn't worth bragging about widely unless he had proof, or Hermione and him were visibly consorting in public. It made the whole experience almost a dream, one whose truth he had begun to question as the days passed and he increasingly found his eyes drifting to Hermione's uniformed body whenever he saw her.He didn't want to admit it, certainly not act on it, but yes, Draco was beginning to want to fuck Hermione again. It was a deep, repressed and quite embarrassing craving that kept getting stronger the more he tried to distract himself with Pansy's willing body. He'd gone so far as to charm curls on Pansy last night and fuck her with her school skirt on to rekindle some of the look of Hermione on his cock, which at least sort of worked while Pansy was bent over and facing away from him."We need to fuck again... It's not been... what it should be, and I need your co another lesson."And so Draco was in a weakened state when Hermione finally came up to him to ask to fuck again. It was a victory in his mind, as he at least hadn't "called" her and she'd come to him. It wasn't quite begging, more like a demand, but she had almost slipped up about her true need not being a lesson and he knew how humiliating even making this sort of request must be for Hermione. A brief smile flitted across his face, before he forced his sneer back. He hoped she hadn't noticed his excitement as he gave her a look of bored disdain. The other students gave them distance in the halls, as always given their fame, but Draco raised his voice slightly in the hopes that at least some of their conversation might be overheard."We need to... or do you meanYOUneed to fuck me again?" Draco said, as a smug grin formed on his face. "I knew you couldn't last, Granger. Our last tryst was boring, but I'll give you another chance, if you promise to be an enthusiastic little slut for me this time and focus onMYpleasure." There was a need, an urgency in her eyes that pleased him, almost a resolve to fuck him that was more than just physical. What was driving her? Perhaps she felt something for him? He quashed that notion as foolish soft hearted thinking. "There is one hole I haven't plundered in your body... that is the only thing that tempts me now, do you understand? Now, when were you thinking, we do have advanced potions coming up and after that I was going to take my new Nimbus for a test ride..."Truth be told, Draco was ready now and could skip potions as the teacher was a Slytherin, but he didn't want to seemTOOenthusiastic. Ugh, did hehave to continue being a complete jerk about the situation. Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes at his attempt at a teasing comment. Yet even as she wanted to just dismiss it, insist that he was full of himself or something along those lines, she could feel that slight flaring in her belly. While this was obviously all a ruse to hold the curse at bay, Hermione would be lying if she didn't admit that she'd certainly gotten her share of pleasure from the experience. The... fucking had eclipsed everything she and Ron had even attempted up to that point. Also she couldn't help but feel it was almost... against the rules. The straight laced young woman felt that familiar thrill of breaking establishment for a good cause. Perhaps this cause was a bit more selfish than some of her earlier rule breakings but, well, she did deserve a little pleasure.Which is why she didn't argue. no, she simply raised her brows as he insisted that their last tryst was boring?Boring? They'd both fucked to climax in a hidden room while she was cheating on her boyfriend. What part of that wasboring? Oh, he expected her to be his little slut. Hermione's lips pursed at that, brown eyes flashing. Anger gave way to surprise at his hint. "You... you want to stick your member in my..." she asked, hands going down to grip her round little bubble of a butt. There were several beats where Hermione's brain attempted to process this and Draco attempted to act like he wouldn't just go out and fuck her right then and there. Likely at least one passerby noticed Hermione Granger standing in front of Draco Malfoy holding her cute little skirt clad ass, but they probably just thought they were seeing things."I suppose it's a good thing you're stopping by potions then," she said almost matter of factly, nodding. "We're going to need you to grab a lubricating potion at the very least. I'm assuming you've had a few bottoms and therefore know which one I'm mentioning?" There was a bit of venom and a lot of implication in both the comment and the smile. Hermione gave him a quick nod and turned, knowing at least two could play that game."I'll go make sure the Room of Requirement is readyLet him think on that for a while.She did have to get the Room set up, and she would probably try using some of the toys there to... prepare herself as best she could. Hermione found herself wishing she'd thought of the possibility of anal before. There was a proper way of making sure that an ass was trained for such notions, as she already knew. The few hours at most Draco gave her wouldn't really get her quite where she'd like to be to avoid all possibility of pain.,.. "You... you want to stick your member in my..." Watching Hermione grasp her little butt, that sweet look of shock on her pretty face, was priceless. Draco's smirk only deepened and he nodded his head smugly. He gave her credit, begrudgingly, as she recovered with some aplomb and flipped right into the practicalities of the appropriate potion required. Not that Draco needed instructions on lubricating assholes, of course, and he had recently found out the Room of Requirement was well stocked in that regard, as it should be.Wait... did she just agreed to let me fuck her ass?Draco's pulse quickened and his smirk turned into a semblance of a genuine smile before he could squash it away. It had taken a second to process that her pragmatic instructions weren't some sort of sarcastic denial. She wasfuckingserious! He was almost giddy for a second as the past couple of days had been particularly painful and no amount of sluttish Slytherin pussy, or ass, had been enough to quench the craving for Hermione that had been building as his eyes had followed her around the Hogwarts hallways."No need to givemeadvice, Granger. Rest assured, this is a subject in which I'm the first form tutor in, not you," Draco replied with a sneer.Potions or not, it would, of course, be a tight fit. Draco mused about whether he'd have the split the lesson among two, or maybe three days. Perhaps today he'd work on her asshole a bit, stretching it and getting it ready. He'd discovered some quite interesting magical artifacts in the Room that would be perfect for Hermione to train with. The thought of her, with one of those under her school skirt, sitting next to him in class..."Do get it ready for us, I'll see you shortly "Hermione's lifting of her skirt cut off Draco's reply mid sentence. It was absurd that she was flashing him her underwear, no in factlingeriewas the right term for what she wore today. As much as he'd maligned them last time, her plain white knickers had a certain innocent appeal, but these new Slytherin inspired panties made him tremble with a fresh round of lust that tempted him to follow her swishing ass right then and there, skipping Advanced Potions entirely. He took a deep breath instead, forcing his eyes away from her receding ass to study a nearby picture of some long dead, crone like witch who frowned at him disapprovingly.By Merlin's balls... this girl had become a tempting vixen!It raised questions again aboutwhyshe was doing this, certainly they'd both enjoyed their last little tryst and Draco had given her more pleasure with his little finger than the Weasley wimp had given her with his tiny prick in a year of dating, but enough pleasure for Hermione to surrender her virgin asshole, and to Draco of all people? Again, as egotistical as Draco was, and he had a huge ego, it bothered him that she was apparently becoming this much of a wanton slut, and this quickly, just for him. He was desirable, and quite good in bed, of course, but Hermione had almost seemed to have lost her mind for him while appearing otherwise completely normal.Well, if it meant fucking her again, and plundering a new hole, he'd play along willingly. He turned and, after another round of measured breathing to cool his ardor, headed to what was assuredly going to the be the longest and most boring class in his life.And after classed ended, he was looking forward to getting to the bottom of this strange boon in more ways than one.

['Hermione', 'Malfoy']

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Star Wars: Undisclosed Desires (1x1, PatricianHavelock)

Taungsdays were always slow miserably so, in Echo s opinion. That the denizens of Coruscant might have better things to do than drink and gamble their lives away at the Outlander Club had come as something of a surprise, though on a practical level it made sense one had to earn credits to have credits to spend, and it was only the truly destitute who had the leeway to spend their early mornings throwing chits into slot machines with reckless abandon. The lack of orders coming to the bar hinted at some sense of propriety among the assembled gamblers: drinking before noon? How excessive. How unnecessary. How gauche. But a quiet morning left her with precious little to occupy her time, and Echo found herself succumbing to boredom behind the bar, hands idly working the same rag over the same clean, polished glass in an effort to keep occupied. Cerd was a decent boss, all things considered, but the Bothan had little interest in paying his employees to do nothing, and Echo was all too aware that he would delight in figuring out some obscure, physically intensive chore for her to accomplish in her idleness. She was bored, sure but when it came to menial labor, it was difficult to deny that she possessed some small, inborn sense of laziness, too. It was strange to see the Club so quiet, regardless of the hour. In the evenings, the building came alight with a thrumming neon glow, with patrons packed from one wall to the next. Hearing the person next to you was an impossible task over the music, the sounds of the holo screens, and the raised voices of one s peers half the time she found herself simply guessing at orders, too busy to read their lips or ask for clarity. Maybe it was luck, or some working of the Force that she was rarely wrong as long as they tipped her and the Bothan didn t find out and fire her, Echo wasn t exactly liable to care. Among the various employees bookies, dancers, musicians, and bartenders alike Echo had found some level of anonymity. Nothing was on the books, no chance of a trail no one cared where she came from or where she hoped to go. Her past as a Jedi didn t matter. Her real name, what brought her to Coruscant, why she was laying low, no one cared about any of it. There was nothing more comforting than being forgotten, especially considering the kind of trouble her seemed to bring. With a resigned sigh, Echo placed the glass on the counter. From beneath the bar she produced a bottle of amber liquid to fill it halfway, before topping it off with something that smelled impossibly sweet, turning the concoction a deep violet where the two spirits mixed. Swirling the glass, she brought it to her lips and took a sip, content to whittle away the last hour of her shift on her datapad. Approaching the bar was one of the shiftless types there content to throw away their credits at one of the digital pazaak boards, even if it was early and the wrong day. Unremarkable in every other way, and wearing a rebreather, their deciding they needed a drink to go with their destitution was certainly an unwelcome surprise. Half stumbling into the stool only a few down from where Echo had stationed herself at the bar, the unrecognizable alien waved her over with the kind of overwrought gesticulation that conveyed he was plenty drunk to begin with. I ll have . . . whatever you re having there . . . Came the digitized slur from behind his re breather, as he failed to make eye contact.There was a grim dappled duster over his shoulders and down past the edge of the stool, and an unremarkable keffiyeh wrapped up from his neck and over his head. Fortunately, he didn t stink, even if he did give the appearance of being stinking drunk.If only the appearance. Sharp eyes pierced the gloom as soon as Echo seemed to be going about her work, and his fingers flexed beneath the bar in anticipation. The ripple through the Force of sudden, undeniably malicious intent, impossible to ignore, was like a static shock while she was busying herself, and worst of all . . . it was familiar.A tremor in the Force The last time she had felt it was in the presence of . . .Flashing a brief smile was Vanduen Tross, hardly the man anyone wanted to see when they hadn t specifically sought him out . . . or were trying to collect one of the bounties on his head. The worst part of her job was always the customers. People needing something from her, specifically was a difficult space to navigate, though less so when it was a simple credits for goods transaction. Still, Echo couldn t help but begrudge every person who had the audacity to ask her for a drink, even if they were a distraction from the very idleness she had grown to resent. The truth, of course, was she was a bad fit for customer service but if she couldn t hack it at a cantina, or as a pilot, or as anything else she d tried her hand at, what in the galaxy was she good for, anyway? Biting back the urge to tell the stranger her concoction wasn t on the menu, she instead forced a half smile and turned to do as he requested, setting down her datapad and pouring together the ingredients with less enthusiasm than before. There was no preparing for the sudden invasion of her senses, or the rush of memory that came with the realization that there was only one person who would dare be so subtly reckless to reveal himself, uninvited, through the Force. Part of her wanted to lob the glass at his head and smash it on his rebreather, as if it would somehow change everything that had transpired between them. He d appeared out of the ether, embroiled her in his schemes, and vanished without a trace was she supposed to be happy to see him? No she was hurt. Echo had grown to like him, insufferable as he was, and to lose a friend her only friend, it seemed was a slight she hadn t counted on. She enjoyed her solitude, but being thrust back into that familiar loneliness against her will had been too much to bear. It was only an extraordinary feat of self control that allowed her to turn around, replay the same fake service industry smile, and place the colorful drink on a coaster within his reach. If he was hoping for a reaction, she wasn t going to give him the satisfaction of one perhaps it was petty, but it was a far more agreeable option than succumbing to his manipulations. Tab open, or closed? So it s like that, is it? Vanduen thought to himself, knowing that he couldn t very well blame her for being bitter. Tricks of the trade were one thing, but lying to Echo had quickly become an exercise in futility . . . for whatever reason, the ex Imperial agent s intricate web of deceit invariably seemed to come crashing down around where this former Jedi was concerned. The will of the Force? He wasn t one to speculate, let alone give the notion of destiny the time of day. It was a purely practical matter. What will this get me? He asked, sliding something in a small scrap of cloth across the bar towards her.Beneath the flimsy bit of fabric was what to most eyes would appear to be a gemstone, uncut, unpolished, valuable, surely, to the right buyer, but hardly anything spectacular. To a more discerning eye, it was clearly weapons grade crystal of one of only a few origins throughout the galaxy, useful for all manner of advanced armaments, focusing, directing, or concentrating power . . . to the eyes of a Jedi, it had a far more poignant significance. This was a rare example of crystal suitable for the crafting of a lightsaber even without being an expert, one could tell it was uniquely grown for such a purpose naturally no less, and reaching out through the Force, it was clear this was a gem of no small power. In the right hands, it could make for a weapon of legend . . . or doom. Don t worry, I didn t steal it. I m supposed to be helping fence it in fact . . . I ve decided to do the honorable thing though, and make sure it, and the others wind up back in the right hands. For a healthy reward, of course. Van was smiling behind the rebreather, but his eyes were glinting. No hint of deception or betrayal was behind those bright eyes, as he flipped the cloth back over the crystal and reached for his drink at the same time. That s where I need your help, of course. He winked, It s a job. Better paying than this one . . . and the only lecherous wretch you have to put up with would be me. Echo sucked in a sharp breath, sickness rising in her stomach like a wave. The crystal wasn thers, but to see something so precious and rare in Van s possession brought back a series of memories she d hoped to forget. Their short lived partnership had brought about the destruction of her lightsaber at its climax, and while it was no one person s burden to bear, a part of her blamed him for the loss.In her mind s eye, she imagined herself taking the shard, shoving him out of the bar, and ending their acquaintance then and there. But Van was persistent, and like a spreading sickness always seemed to show up when she let her guard down.It pained her to hear him talk like they were old pals, separated by little more than circumstance. Cycles ago she would ve considered him a friend perhaps foolishly, given his duplicitous nature but now it was clear he viewed her as little more than another asset, a tool to be used when convenient or necessary. There was no cure for the lonely ache that settled in her chest, but Echo liked the taste of whiskey well enough to finish her drink in an attempt to dull that pain. Some nerve, she mumbled into the glass, turning away from him. Keeping watch on him out of the corner of her eye, Echo shook her head. Part of her hoped Cerd would show up, chastise her for talking too long, and send her away. But it seemed like such a silly thing to wish for when had any boss, ever, done something so convenient? I don t care about money. It was true: Echo lived a very simple, straightforward life. She wasn t one to long for material things, so long as she had a place to sleep and something vaguely palatable to eat. It wasn t an exciting existence, but it was honest.Visibly struggling to keep her composure as she put her thoughts together, eyes fixated on some far off point at the opposite end of the cantina, she forced herself to speak to give the anger and frustration in her chest a voice. I really.. I thought you were my friend, Van. Disappointment heavy in her tone, Echo knew it was her own fault for trusting in him. A snake was a snake, and she was an idiot for believing otherwise. I know better now, she added quickly, cutting off any opportunity to interject. It was.. Naive of me to assume. So, thank you for that. Failure was always an opportunity to grow, but stars end did it have to hurt so much?Fingers tightening around the glass in her palm, she finally turned to face him, her expression sharp, almost withering. I ll help you, though, on two conditions. Raising the index finger on her free hand, she continued. One, is you find me a crystal like that one, no questions asked, no strings attached. With her middle finger extended to create a v shape, marking her second request, she made sure to hold his gaze. Two, is that I never, ever have to see your face again. Steadily, the color and enthusiasm drained from Van s demeanor as Echo made herself inescapably clear that she was not going to stand for a micron of fuckery on his part. Truth be told, he d been entirely too hopeful about his chances at reconciliation, and all because, what? He brought her a shiny rock and the promise of a hard currency payout. Nope, what he d done wasn t the kind of thing that could buy bygones, and he only hoped that watching him shrink before her withering and well warranted invective was a start. There was no need to feign contrition on his part, Van did in fact regret the way things had gone down. Out of trillions of teeming throngs in the Galaxy, Echo was one that he sincerely believed deserved better.A sentiment that he did not extend to himself, and given that this was probably the least of what he had coming, Van took the time to bear it out, listening, nodding in acquiescence.When she got to the ultimatum, he couldn t hide the urge to retort, to turn it around somehow, but biting his tongue, he exhaled and offered his hand, Deal. You get an out clause, you re free to invoke anytime. Before or after we get you your crystal. He made sure to let his hand linger and through the Force, did his best to relax his usual defenses, lay himself bear in a show of good faith. Van couldn t change who he was, not that easily, and his twisting, nebulous aura was still full of guile, plans, contingencies . . . but in the moment, absent any ill will or the hint of deception towards Van. There were ways around such things, and it was no guarantee about down the line, but unless he was a far better impersonator of false feelings than he took credit for, she would be able to tell the difference between what she had just felt and anything duplicitous. So the job. I know where the crystals are being held, and the folks who have them don t know that I know. That s the easy part. The hard part is that there isn t exactly a return shipping label for wherever they stole them from. This crew, they re run by two Sith Renegades, and not the friendly sort like me. We can set up whatever sort of sting you want against them, but once we ve got the crystals, we need to get rid of them fast and make ourselves scarce. We take all the time you need now to figure out and find whoever in the Republic or Jedi you might trust to receive them that s on the up and up and is willing to look the other way in regards to us. Sound like anyone you know, off the bat? To the Jedi, anger was an unthinkable sin: it was the ultimate taboo, the surest sign of their failings. It laid bare the extent of one's training of how deeply the pacifist ideology had taken root and made clear which threads of attachment still lingered, which branches still reached for the sun, needing to be pruned. It was a feeling that Echo relished in, letting it warm her when little else could, happily simmering in the kind of selfish, passionate fury that had been denied to her for so long.But there was no pleasure to be found in her ranting no wave of self righteous pride to numb the raw edges of her pain, no rush of adrenaline to replace the anxious thrumming of her heart with predatory excitement. For all the times she had practiced telling him off in the shower, putting him in his place with wit and cruelty and grace, it was disappointing to hear her voice tremble, to struggle to succinctly tell him what an unbelievable ass he had been and, no doubt, still was.The anger was a mask, one that seemed to slip as he offered his hand, his contrition nearly palpable through the Force that connected them. Sighing, she placed her palm against his and squeezed gently, shaking once. Pulling back, she picked up the towel behind the bar, rubbed it briefly over her hands, and tossed it aside with little regard for where it might land. Listening as he continued to speak, Echo started on her preparations to leave: grabbing her backpack from beneath the counter, throwing in a bottle or two from the shelves above her head, and availing herself to the tip jar for a mere handful of cred sticks, rightfully deserved despite the lack of current customers.Pausing, his question was enough to distract her from whatever snide comment had been running through her head if those Sith weren't likehim, maybe she might like them after all and it was some time before she spoke again, clearly uncertain."I might know someone,"she confirmed, snagging her datapad from the back of the bar. Would the Jedi actually pay..? Probably not. But she wasn't completely without contacts, despite her predilection for solitude."You don't know anybody?" She asked casually, stepping out from behind the counter. "Let's leave through the back before my boss shows up." It wasn't a suggestion: whether he followed her or not, Echo started toward the opposite end of the bar, heading for the narrow door that opened up into one of Coruscant's many back alleys. "Are you kidding? I'm taking a major loss not selling these things to some high end weapons manufacturer here on Coruscant, or else to the Hutt Cartel for a percentage on every crystal sold. Could retire on those kinds of dividends. Trouble is, somewhere in the back of my mind, I picture it being me or another poor sap just trying to get by without my wit and charm on the receiving end of a highly refined blaster bolt, or worst of all, a shiny red beam of plasma." Van remarked, quietly enough so as not to be heard in the absence of any appreciable noise at the cantina. Nodding approvingly at the liquor and the credsticks, he joined Echo in heading to the opposite end, only a passing glance for sign of followers. "No, if a Jedi winds up running me through with a crystal I sold them, at least I might actually deserve it."Realizing the Jedi most likely to stab him was the one he was currently talking to. Vanduen grinned nervously and swallowed hard."Speaking of which, you need a piece? I've got a spare of your choosing, blaster or vibroblade. Which are you feeling up to these days?" He certainly hadn't meant for it to come off as an implication she was the one at a disadvantage, but then, everything being as on edge as it was, as they exited into the rear alley behind the towering structure in the Coruscant slums, not much in either direction but graffiti and detritus, Van was once against struck with how he was credulously offering to hand a weapon over to someone who could leave him here for dead without any witnesses.Hopefully that counted for something in the way of trust, and it wasn't like he was a walking armory at the moment either. Echo wouldn't quite have the drop on him, even if she usually had a leg up on him in close combat ability. "Ah." She replied, coolly. The idea of Van caring for anyone's well being save his own was a ridiculous conceit, and to Echo's cynical ear it sounded as though he simply couldn't find a buyer willing to pay what he thought the crystals were worth. Somehow suppressing the urge to roll her eyes, she simply continued on her path to the cantina's exit, eager to get away from the monotony of her day job even if it meant spending her time with the lying son of a bantha she blamed for putting her there."Since when have you cared about consequences like that?" She asked as the door to the alley slid open, a rush of warm, putrid smelling air invading her senses. As far as she was concerned, it was a rhetorical question. No matter how apologetic he seemed, no matter how harmlessly contrite he came across, sheknewwhat he was, or at least liked to think that she did. He was a selfish man, troublesome to the last, and the sooner she could be rid of him, the better.Which made it all the more frustrating that some part of her, deep down, was happy to see him again.Adjusting the weight of the bag on her shoulders, she came to a full stop when it came time to process his offer. It seemed.. unthinkable, really. Not only had he shown up out of the blue with the one material possession she could ever hope to acquire, he seemed to be sitting on a cache of the damn things, and now despite the obvious bad blood between them was offering her a weapon, assuming she was unarmed. Combined with the talk of his just desserts, the situation felt surreal somehow. Maybe it was a setup. Maybe she was paranoid. Either way, she couldn't help but laugh at him, the cruel sound of her amusement echoing down the otherwise empty alley."And what about this situation makes you think Iwon't just shoot you where you stand?" No good answer came to Vanduen's mind as Echo questioned his consequences. Truthfully, he tended to overthink most situations out along strategic ends. His ideal plan was one which accounted for every eventuality, and to the degree that consequences like collateral damage came with added complications that tended to get you caught or killed . What did this have to do with favoring the Jedi with a cache of weapons grade crystals? . . . Van didn't like to think along those lines, but the fact was the war between Republic and Empire was not going well. Not that he had his finger on the pulse of military intelligence like he had when he'd been playing double agent at the Corellian Fleet Academy, but it was hard not to notice for someone of his expertise.Easier not to dwell, but he couldn't exactly articulate that Echo. Not like he was choosing sides or anything, just that if the Sith got too far ahead, their reach might come to encompass him.With her begging the question that was on his mind though, Van decided it was time to cut some of the tension. Reaching behind his back, he pulled the holdout blaster he had from the concealed holster and hefted it, checking that the safety was on before glancing up to Echo with a smile. "Catch." He said, tossing the weapon in a slow arc towards her, managing to keep the grip angled towards her.Faster than it could fly though, he had the cortosis blade in his sleeve out and was within striking distance. Not that he expected a Jedi to fumble the catch, but he was already inside her guard, the push handled blade too small for a vibro generator, but still plenty dangerous. "You think I'd give you the chance?" he asked with a smirk as he eased out of a fighting stance. All in good fun as far as he was concerned, but then, seeing Echo's reaction, he realized he may have miscalculated. Echo had no interest in his blaster, nor did she want his blade: she wanted her saber back.Frowning, she watched him heft the blaster in his palm, testing its weight, before tossing it in her direction. Some part of her wanted to snatch it out of the air and turn it on him, consequences be damned as if anyone would care about a body in a back alley gutter on a plate so low but the moment passed in time with her opportunity to do so. Instead, she simply leaned slightly aside, allowing the blaster to arc gracefully through the air and clatter to the broken duracrete below. The idea of trading her beloved lightsaber for a common blaster was insulting, and she had no intentions in engaging with his idea of 'charity'.There was plenty of conventional wisdom to be had about letting sleeping dogs lie: even the most mild mannered pet was liable to lash out when provoked, and Echo was certainly well past the point of being agitated by his sudden reappearance. It was a potent cocktail of emotions: of anger, at the memory of how they had parted ways of disappointment, knowing that her lightsaber was truly lost forever of excitement and joy marred by inward annoyance at her desire to simply forgive him, move on, and get the job done. Despite all that transpired between them, she'd missed his presence, the barely controlled chaos his company seemed to bring, and it drove the more pragmatic parts of her mind mad with frustration.He was bad news, and she knew it. But then again, so was she.A Jedi would never retaliate on such a toothless threat. He was close, the blade was sharp, but he wasn't threatening her with anything remotely lethal. It was all for show and she knew it. Still, something about his smirk inspired a knee jerk response in her, a desire to wipe the grin from his face as quickly and violently as possible. Turning her torso, she launched herself forward at him without a second thought, slightly hunched, aiming her elbow for his stomach. A blur of silvery hair and dark clothing, her movements were faster than they should've been for someone so long removed from the Order it was no doubt clear she had been practicing. If not for this moment, then another.In truth, she didn't much care what she collided with as she stepped through the movement, leaning her weight into the motion. His gut was liable to be softer than his sternum, but her elbows were sharp and slender, and she knew if the blow connected, it would sting either way. Operating on instinct, the clatter of the blaster against the ragged flooring of the ill maintained plate, Vanduen was far more susceptible to distraction than the former Jedi's honed reflexes. It was his way of fighting those more powerful in the Force than himself, and here and now, it was plain that Echo hadn't forgotten how he fought. Her elbow made contact with his gut, but he rolled with it, pulling the knife back in the process and springing up as she pushed through, weight forward. He was winded only for a moment before he brought his empty hand around to find a hold on her arm or shoulder. The blade he kept back as he twisted, trying to keep his machinations out of sight and turn her along with.His foot found the blaster and it provided the momentary distraction. Situational awareness was one thing, but he couldn't match the omnidirectional senses of a trained combatant in the Force.Van froze, making himself a brittle target in the moment. It would be more than enough to shift the momentum of his attempted grapple, so he had to try something different. Kicking the blaster further up the alley, Van threw his weight against Echo, attempting to push her backwards, in the direction of the cantina, hoping he could get some distance to talk, now that Echo had made it clear she hadn't gone soft on him. His breathing was still a bit ragged from the blow below his sternum though, and whatever he might try to say to talk his way out of an escalating altercation . . . well, he hadn't quite thought about that yet.Maybe he wasn't admitting to himself that the tension wasn't all on her side. Van had gone into the cantina thinking he could defuse everything with a solid acknowledgement, a bit of sincerity. When they had been partners though, sparring had been as much as outlet as a past time, and maybe it was as much instinct that had driven them to a confrontation. The need for a good scrap to prove nothing at all.

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[NSFW] Island Time (NudieUnicorn x Fandomizer)

Island Time "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" 08:31 2 October, 1938 Somewhere in the South PacificspaceIt was never a good idea to fly a plane drunk in a storm. But for when shehad to, at least Stella now knew shecould.spaceBefore opening her eyes, Stella pieced together the subtle clues to deduce that, among other things, she was, in fact, not dead. There was also the fact that, when she slept aboard her sea plane, theLuckie Duckie, she slept in a hammock in the back of the cabin the gentle swaying of the water complimenting the gentle swaying of the hammock and she felt no swaying right now. This told her two things: firstly, the plane was on solid ground secondly, she was actually not in her hammock, but was lying on the floor. Further, she could hear the waves, quite loudly, but felt no swaying was she even on her sea plane? Maybe she was in a bungalow on the beach? If so, whose?She stretched out a stiff leg and kicked a bottle with her tingling big toe. The bottle went rolling across the floor, which sounded like the uncarpeted deck of her plane. The bottle sounded like an empty wine or rum bottle, which further reinforced the idea that it was her plane. The bottle of Demerara ?spaceAnother empty bottle was sitting under her left arm on the floor she remembered the excellent bottle of rum she had opened to console herself about the delay in departure because of the storm. She had wandered out to the dock to watch the storm rolling in... and... She pushed herself up, eyes open, gasping. She remembered.space Skipping, leaping, prancing across the top of the waves, the ethereal blue ghost of a deer seemed to call to her from the surf. Standing on the edge of the docks, looking out at the churning black sky and roiling black sea, occasionally lit by stabs of blinding light, Stella could only look on in wonder. Was this real? Was she asleep? What was in this rum? The ghost deer dashed toward the storm. In a moment of pure impulse she bolted down the jetty to her plane and threaded herself through the hatch and the partition into the cockpit. She didn't even remember closing the door. She had spilled rum on herself fortunately she wasn't wearing any clothes to stain. space Bottle in one hand, she started the plane, remembered she had to release the rope, got out of the plane, released the moorings, got back into the plane and followed the receding figure of the magic deer out to sea. It wasn't the most reckless thing she had ever done while drunk...spaceHead pounding, skull grinding against her spine, temples throbbing and her brain and stomach threatening to swap places, she caught herself against the bulkhead and vomited.spaceAfter a few minutes she crawled to the cockpit and found a canteen. Hydrated, she stepped out into the warming tropical air. The sand, in the shadow of her plane, was cool beneath her feet, between between her toes, wet and clay like. She stepped out into the brilliant tropical sun, the light bathing her nude, aching body. A breeze caught at her short, dark hair and tickled the sides of her torso, her hips, her thighs... The soothing tonic of sunlight was a balm to the abused swirling pit of nausea that was her stomach. Her breast smarted from the first kiss of the sun. Her eyes drank in light in excess, giving her blurred after images in the blue white expanse of sky. Her legs struggled to navigate her body down to the surf.spaceThe sea was cold, frigid even, but it washed the drying bile off her leg and sent blessed relief through her as she fell to her knees in the lapping push and pull of the water. She was on a sandbar, one of the dozens of tiny atolls that peppered Oceania which disappeared entirely at high tide. Still, though, she vomited again in the water, lurching forward and just barely being able to hold her head out of the waves with her arms at full extension.spaceWhen she was done, she spit the foul taste of sick out of her mouth and cursed in three languages. Then she tried to look on the bright side. "There you go," she rasped. "You stupid fishies. You're welcome." She coughed and gargled sea water after a moment when she was sure Mother Ocean had cleared away her detritus. "Ugh that was probably a bad idea " She crab walked on her hands and feet, face turned skyward, up the sandbar until she was mostly out of the water, and collapsed, lying on her back, looking at the sky.spaceThere were no birds, no insects, only water lapping at the sand and rocks air blowing past her ears. The waves caressed her feet and calves she turned her head to the side, away from her plane spaceShe blinked.spaceStella sat up on her elbow, brushed her wet hair out of her face and rubbed her sore eyes. She blinked again. There was a body lying a few yards away on the sand.spaceShe stood up and walked toward it. A splayed, female form, skin pale, wearing a torn slip drenched to transparency. The figure's head was a mess of light brown hair, with a bit of kelp and other flotsam mixed in it. She couldn't see any facial features beneath the tangled mane, and hastened to look for them, having seen what the sea did to corpses. She took another step toward the body and knelt beside it. With one hand she moved the heavy, wet hair aside and startled! The mouth was moving, muscles working the jaw and a soft, pitiful groaning emitting from the lips. She felt the neck as she had intended to .She struggled to roll the body over, not realizing her knee was pinning part of the slip to the ground, and she tore the already tattered garment. Oh well. She planted one foot in the wet sand and slid her arms under the woman's body, and, with her weight pressing on her anchored foot and a hearty grunt, scooped the woman up in her arms. She nearly fell straight over again but already being deeply uncomfortable from her hangover, was wall willing to bear the added strain, which made little difference on balance held herself upright.spaceStella staggered toward the plane, whose hatch was still open, and laid the woman at the threshold. Gripping the top of the hatch, Stella stepped over the prone woman and into the plane. Hands under the woman's shoulders, she pulled her guest into the interior and sat her upright against the couch at the port side of the cabin.space"Oh shit " she remarked to herself. Hadn't someone once told her not to move the body of an injured person? Why was that again? "Oh well " she muttered. It was too late now.spaceDoubling down on her decision, she laid out a warm, dry blanket on the couch, pulled the rest of the soggy scraps of the slip off the woman and muscled her onto the blanket on the couch. From there, she towelled her off as best she could , and wrapped the stranger in the blanket.space"Okay " she spread her hands apart in thought now what?spaceIn answer to her own question, "now what" entailed fishing out a hip flask from a drawer by the couch for some hair of the dog a candy bar from the cockpit for breakfast working on cleaning up the vomit at the back of the cabin and throwing the subsequent dirty rags out the hatch onto the sandbar. She then focused on drying her hair with another towel and pacing the cabin, trying to think of what to do next spaceWhere had she last put her toothbrush ? space"H hey..." came a voice.spaceStella stopped pacing.space"No Pain...? Am I dead? Is everyone naked in heaven?"spaceStella looked to the woman on the couch. She drew breath to correct the woman's assumption that she was dead, but then grinned, kneeling beside the couch.space"Yes, why would there be clothing in heaven, girl? Clothes are the worst!" She sat cross legged beside the couch and held out her hip flask, unscrewed the top. "Little nip?" She shook the metal flask with little sloshing sounds.spaceThe woman was fair skinned, with a mess of long straw coloured hair and green eyes. Her brow and the back of her neck were sun baked and sun kissed, suggesting... Australia? Maybe America? Farther afield? How long was she in the water? How long was she at sea? Her lips were parched and cracked.space"Actually, hold that thought..." She stood up, capping the hip flask, and disappeared behind the partition to the cockpit. She reemerged a moment later unscrewing the metal cap of her canteen. "Here, get some fresh water in you, I'm sure you've had enough of the salty stuff to last a lifetime, yeah?" She pulled the blanket away to free the woman's arms and pressed the canteen toward her. The woman was lean, thin of frame but athletic. She couldn't be more than twenty? Twenty one? What was a young lady doing on a nothing atoll in the middle of the ocean? A ship wreck? An accident? A runaway? A gunfight that had a chase by rowboat perpetrated by dire rivals? A drunken revelry that sent her careening off a cliff and into the sea during her rival's wedding? Stella realized she needed to stop reading gothic romance novels and more mysteries, as it was starting to skew her deductive processes.space"Come on, get some water in you, girl. You must have been in the water for hours." spaceThe woman on the couch gulped down the water eagerly. Stella felt compelled to pat her on the back and rub her shoulder. "There you go... drink up."spaceShe gasped when she had finished the canteen. "Holy shit... Nathan... Mr. Jefferson... I... I was dying... but, this drink... it's actually real... this is fucked... "space"There there, now. No one's gonna hurt you here..."space"D did you see my phone around? N nevermind... here it is..." The woman was clearly crazy, or traumatized, because she was moving her hands as if she was manipulating a folded... puzzle box? An imaginary puzzle box? Holding her fingers as if she was holding a narrow object... and... caressing it with her thumbs? Stella brushed the woman's hair out of her eyes to look at her forehead, checking for head injuries.space"Wait... what? 1938? No, I'm on drugs still, I have to be..."space"Oh, girl, you have amnesia... you must have gotten one nasty shock, what was the last year you remember it being? You're American? Who's president last time you saw a newspaper?" Stella pulled the blankets up over the woman's naked body. "You need to keep warm, you're in shock on something. Where's the last place you remember being?" She stood up and looking for the latest newspaper. What the hell was the date? The last one she remembered was... some time in September...? Not finding a newspaper, she grabbed an extra pillow from her hammock . She put the pillow behind the woman's head. "Lay back, stop playing with your hands there, relax...! You're gonna be okay, deary, don't worry about... uh, Norton. He's far away, we're on an atoll in the middle of the ocean, no one for hundreds of miles, shh shh shh.." space"Shh shh shh, calm down, girl. Don't worry about all... uh... all that." She put a hand around the woman's shoulder without thinking and hugged her. "It sounds like you've been in a bad way. Ain't nothing gonna hurt you out here but sharks, and even they're lazy as hell and growl in French out here."spaceShe checked the woman's forehead again. "There's a mark here, but it looks... I mean... it looks pretty healed up? I guess?"space"And, I been out of the world a spell down here, but, from what I heard on the radio the other day, Herr Hitler signed a peace treaty with France and England. There's not gonna be another big war, just the..." she laughed, a sad, bitter laugh, more deeply sad and more harshly bitter than she would have liked. "Just that stupid war in Spain that will never end. That's all."space"What's your name? Sorry, I'm Stella. Stella Bowyer, out of Fort de France, but I'm fromN'awlinsoriginally." As is the way with accents, she slipped into her mother's pronunciation of New Orleans whenever she mentioned the city of her birth. "So you don't have to worry, I'm American like you. Heh, never met anyone from Oregon. But, from what it sounds like, you've been all over too. But, like I said, the French keep their territory right clean, no vagrant boomers to harass you down here."spaceThe poor unfortunate thought it was April she was missing five months of her memory. spaceStella put one hand on either of Rachel's shoulder and looked her square in the eye, as friendly a face as she could muster. "Well nice to meet you Rachel. And yeah, the one part of that I believe is that the world heading to hell in a handbasket. But don't worry, we are literally on the other side of the world from Europe, we're in the middle of the South Pacific. Hitler and Franco and Mussolini and all those other fascist bastards are far,faraway..."spaceStella smiled. "Wow, it is nice to meet another American who actually takes the fascist threat seriously. Only people I seem to meet these days are America First assholes on holiday..." she sighed and craned her neck to look at the chronometer in the cockpit. "Well, we're about an hour away from Mitimotu if I can skid us off this sandbar and into the lagoon... too late for breakfast but how about lunch, yeah? I'll buy and we can work out the details after that."spaceFrom what she could see she had managed to park the plane on the narrowest part of the sandbar, facing inward toward the lagoon of the atoll. If she really revved the engines she could probably pull them out into the water... though she'd have to check if the pontoons were gonna dig into the sand or not...space"Hey, how about a walk to clear your head for a little bit, yeah? This island's gonna be above the water for a few hours year, might be your last chance to ever see it not often someone gets to see this place... I think this is called Aitua? I get all these little spits of land confused." She got up and walked toward the door of the plane... spaceStella stopped and smirked over her shoulder, she put a hand on her bare hip, cocked her butt to the side and said: "Girl, I've seen you in your altogether, you look and feel like a real person to me!" She winked and continued out of the plane. She hopped back down into the sand, stepped out of the planes shadow and into the sun. She stretched and spread her arms, sun worshiping. She took a few steps down the beach spun around back toward the plane. The sea and sky are the best cure for what ails you, even too much sea and sky like you've had to deal with."spaceShe turned back toward the beach. "Mmmm... feel that sun, that salt air... almost makes you forget your hangover... almost," she laughed.spaceShe turned her back on the ocean and looked out to the lagoon. It looked deep enough, and the pontoons were up over the highest part of the sand. She should be able to just scoot the plane into the lagoon and up. And, if she was where she thought she was, be back home for lunch in 50 minutes tops. She pressed her toes into the wet sand... it was mushy...space"I'm afraid this beach isn't really good for sunbathing, sands really wet here. This whole island is nothing but a few rocks and sandbars that disappear at high tide. It's pretty, though."spaceThe lagoon was like a plate of glass, so crystal clear was the water, and the dusky blue sand beneath held an explosion of colourful coral and flitting fish, plane for all to see. The ocean not ten feet from the lagoon, was darker blue, opaque and foamy, a stark contrast to the clear mirror finish of the inside of the atoll. "Feel free to stretch, walk around, maybe go for a swim in the lagoon if you've not had enough of saltwater for one lifetime, I'm gonna check the outside of theDuckie for damage and make sure we're still sea and skyworthy." She did a few stretches herself, pretending that she wasn't still nauseous and hung out to dry from her bender last night. She moved to walk around her plane, arms crossed, trying to look like she was considering something, in reality, unless there was something seriously wrong, she probably wouldn't see it unless it was too late... but for some reason she felt the need to instill a sense of confidence in this confused young woman. And so she put a hand on her chin as she walked around the plane, occasionally tapping the fuselage and going "hm"... space"So, Stella, I have to ask for reals...why are we both naked?" Rachel asked.space"Well, you're naked because your clothes were ruined by the ocean you were just wearing a slip when I found you, and it was soaked and torn up." Stella did not mention the fact that the fatal tear in the garment was her own mistake, which she made rolling the girl over. "Looked to me like you were going to bed when you fell overboard? Probably lost your slippers or shoes in the water. And me..." Stella shrugged. "Personally I hate clothes and never wear them unless I absolutely have to. What's the point? I live in a tropical paradise." She looked over at Rachel, standing naked on the wet sand, hair a mess but looking not at all like someone just fished out of the Pacific.spaceStella cocked a grin. "Sorry if naked isn't something you'd prefer to be, but just know, I don't mind. And if you want, I can lend you a sarong when we get back to town, maybe a we can scrounge you up some other kind of clothes if you want?"spaceThey did a complete circuit of the plane. Then stood to regard the engine for a moment.spaceStella was about to say something else, but Rachel was playing with her imaginary object again, and rattling off "future" events.space"Okay... that's... interesting. So Hitler is being Hitler and the Cubs win the big baseball match 10 3. How about this: they might be talking about that baseball thingy over Maritime Radio, we could check when we get back to town. And, if you like, I need to do a delivery run to Tahiti, they have a newspaper office we could check that other stuff at. But uh..." Stella regarded Rachel and gave her what she hoped was a conspiratorial smile. "How about we keep this time travel thing between you and me, let's be honest, it sounds kinda crazy, but if it's real, we could really make some money off of predicting sporting events, yeah?" Stella hoped she was doing the right thing by humoring Rachel's fantasy. But, why not. It seemed harmless. spaceRachel nodded at the offer of clothes. "In public I'd prefer to be clothed, or guys are gonna harass me even more than usual." she laughed. "I mean there's no way tocompletelykeep them away..."space"Yeah, and boy oh boy, there are some sailors around a here. You just stick close to me, girl, I'll keep you safe."spaceRachel was going on about a future war in Europe. "... But please understand, a lot of people our age will die if we don't help them. Do you have any brothers?"space"No, I don't have any brothers, and girl, please. Stop it. Even if you're not from the future, I one hundred percent believe the European powers are going to slaughter themselves back to the dark ages. Until last year I was fighting against the Fascists in Spain with my pal Andre. I lost a lot of good friends already, and I have seen what modern planes can do to a city. Why do you think I'm living in one of the most isolated places on Earth? Either way, don't worry about it, okay? Let's focus on lunch first, alright? I need something to settle my stomach," she groaned. "This hangover is killin' me," she rubbed the back of her neck.spaceA thought occurred to Stella. "You ever been up in a plane before?" She started back toward the hatch to the sea plane. She patted the fuselodge beside the hatch. "This here isLuckie Duckie.Duckie, meet Rachel." space"That's the spirit. If you like gambling, there's a back room at the Lotus that's the Lotus Hotel where I live where the owner runs a few tables on the sly, you know? Well, I say sly, the chief of police gambles there just about every night. Sort of a sham secret, you know?" As she spoke, she had climbed aboard the Duckie and was prepping the cockpit. "Close the hatch, if you please?"spaceStella worked the huge lever in the ceiling of the cockpit to prime the engines before contact, flipped some switches in by the pilot's consoles, then some on the co pilot's consoles, fully aware that, standing as she was, between the pilot and co pilot's seat, and leaning over at the waist to reach the consoles, she was flashing her fanny to her new passenger. "Best you come up here and sit in the copilot's seat." Stella sat in the pilot's seat on the left and continued her checks.space"There's this little cafe right across the street from the docks that is just tops! Amazing coffee! And this bread they make with coconut milk, it's amazing. By the way, best strap in, this is gonna be a little bumpy..." As she said this, she fished her white, visored hat out from the left side of the pilot's seat and affixed it to her head to keep the sun out of her eyes while she flew.spaceShe started the plane, engines roaring to life and skidded the beast into the water of the lagoon. "Here we go..." she accelerated down the length of the lagoon for take off... space"Can I borrow some money to get my sports bets rolling? Otherwise I'll never get off the ground..." she said, using a plane reference.space"Sorry, girl, I believe in 'Neither a lender nor borrower be'," she briefly thought about quoting Shakespeare to a purported actress. "But I'm sure I can get you a job waiting tables at the hotel if you like. And you can stay in my room at the Hotel, or, if you like, I have a hammock back there," she threw a thumb over her shoulder to indicate the back of the plane. "Somewhere. There's this little cafe right across the street from the docks that is just tops! Amazing coffee! And this bread they make with coconut milk, it's amazing. By the way, best strap in, this is gonna be a little bumpy..." As she said this, she fished her white, visored hat out from the left side of the pilot's seat and affixed it to her head to keep the sun out of her eyes while she flew.space"I will take your word for it..." Rachel said, as she did up her straps.She started the plane, engines roaring to life and skidded the beast into the water of the lagoon. "Here we go..." she accelerated down the length of the lagoon for take off into the clear South Pacific sky.spaceShe saw, out of the corner of her eye, Rachel sizing up her body. She turned to look at the slender woman in her copilot's seat, saw her gripping her bare, alluring thighs. Was she sweating already? The interior of the plane was cool. She looked at her instruments again... then back at the sky... then back at Rachel.space"What a time to be alive, am I right?" Rachel said.space"Absolutely! And what a place, yeah? Think about it, world is basically half this ocean, the Pacific, and it's filled with islands. Some big, some small, if you don't like one island, you can hop on a plane like this and jump to another one. Thousands of islands, each one like it's own little world, it's own foibles. Places to... explore. Really find yourself." She openly swept her eyes up and down Rachel's naked body, as Rachel had ogled her a moment earlier, then met her eyes and gave her an appreciative eyebrow wave before a playful wink. "But honestly," she turned her eyes back to her instruments. "I think my island of Mitimotu is just about the best place in the Pacific." space"I'm not surprised. It's a volcanic island half way between the Cooks and Tahiti with nothing really interesting about it. It's sort of a backwater of the French Territory down here..."spaceShe checked over her instruments for a moment, and was glad her complexion was dark enough and sun baked enough to hide her blushing. "You think I'm pretty? Well... I think you're lovely yourself..." she cleared her throat. "So, doubling back... yes, that does sound like a hard choice," she teased sarcastically. "Hm, a very tough decision. And, since you're having a hard time deciding, how about I just simplify things and say: 'since you have nowhere to go, why don't we share my bed back at the Hotel Lotus?'" Stella gave Rachel what she hoped was a seductive smile, though, she had to admit, snapping her eyes back and forth between Rachel and the instrument panel sort of killed the effect she was going for.space"And, to be clear I saw you giving me the look see there, and I absolutely don't mind. I like being appreciated. I hope you don't mind my admiring your lovely naked body as well? I know some people would consider that rude, but I don't." space"Oh my...!"spaceRachel planted a tender kiss on Stella's thigh, and Stella's control of the plane faltered a moment, causing a shudder to tremble through not only Stella's leg but the plane itself.space"Oh my oh my..." Stella made a show of fanning herself with one hand. "My but you are open!" she laughed "Oooh, if I weren't flying this plane right now I would take you up onall of that, girl... but uh... Mmm..." Unconsciously she rubbed a hand over her tummy and torso under her breasts.spaceShe squirmed in her leather seat a bit uncomfortably. Then she sat up and craned her neck to look back past the partition. "Well, um, as the first command from your Queen, then, I'll ask you to please grab me that towel on the sideboard back there... the thought of you, ahem, kneeling and kissing me places... has, uh, made that place a bit uncomfortably... moist?" she laughed and put a hand over her mouth as she said that last word. "And I think I need something to sit on if this conversation is going to go on much longer." space"Mmmm... yeah, it's probably not a good idea to tease the pilot," she sighed "Mmmm," she moaned, frustrated. "Though it is a tempting offer."spaceOne hand on the side of the chair, one hand on the wheel, she lifted her butt off the seat...space"However, before you drop that towel... do you think you could... mop me a little... uh, with that towel, down there... the idea... Uh, of your suggestions has really gotten me going down there." She spread her legs to expose her protruding labia, moisture gleaming between her folds with excitement... space"Ugh... girl, you're doing a good job patting me dry but your words are just gonna make me a mess of me down there again," she laughed and sat back down on the towel. "Mmm... that thing you're doing with my scalp feels good. Almost makes me forget this headache. Thank you, Rachel, I'm glad I met you... Now stop trying to make us crash!" she laughed and leaned her head back against the headrest. spaceThe island of Mitimotu was a middling sized island for the area, volcanic though seemingly semi dormant. No European had seen it erupt in recorded history, though the natives claimed it did in fact erupt from time to time every few centuries. The amateur geologists that occasionally came by from London or Paris confirmed this assertion with their observations of the jungle and the volcanic peak itself. Though no one on the island gave this much mind. Hawaii had eruptions seemingly every time anyone could locate a newspaper to check, and the people who lived on those islands seemed to be doing fine, aside from the overreaching attentions of the United States.spaceAs the Luckie Duckie approached Mitimotu, the island reared up over the horizon, a giant triangular point arching into the skies with lush green vegetation covering every part of it, all the way down to the water. The settlement of Mitimotu, called the Village by the locals who spoke English, was a main street along the cove beach, with a line of palm trees and a fine and well maintained stone boardwalk and retaining wall on the beach side of the street, and a long row of shops and grand colonial style buildings along the other side of the street, seeming for all the world to be a street out of Paris for all its charms. spaceStella came down low over the cove and touched down gracefully into the water, the pontoons cutting into the tide. From there, Stella used the engines to taxi them toward the jetty that was her usual and, there on the docks.space"Here we are," Stella said. "Home sweet home." spaceStella squeezed Rachel's hand and smiled. "Well, it sort of depends on your definition of 'naked', because, according to the Europeans, the local women who wear only a sarong from the waist down are, technically naked, but if you want naked to mean 'completely without clothing', then really its just me... but..." she gave Rachel's hand a little squeeze again. "It would really mean a lot to me if you would stay naked too...? Then we could be naked together...?" She gave a wink. "Maybe consider it a command from your queen?"spaceWith her other hand, she caressed the far side of Rachel's torso, so that her arm was gently rubbing against Rachel's tummy. She leaned in slowly and spoke in low tones, eyes smiling and locked on Rachel's. "You look so beautiful naked, it would make me so happy if you would be like this all the time...? Like me...?" spaceWhen Rachel got out of her seat and knelt behind the copilot's seat, Stella swung her legs into the narrow isles between the seats, so she could face Rachel.space"Yes Mistress, I will join you in the nude for as long as you want," Rachel said.spaceRachel was nuzzling Stella's palms and Stella blushed and tried her best to caress the other woman's face... Then she pressed her face into Stella's thighs and Stella let out a ragged breath...space"Anything to make you happy." Rachel told her cutely. "In public though, I'm gonna keep being assertive to other people. I can't let them push me around."space"Of course!" she pressed her hand into Rachel's blond hair. "That's absolutely right... But right now, I need to give you another order, please come back to the couch with me..."spaceStella stood up, spending a moment to pet the adorable kneeling woman on the head before padding to the couch in the back cabin, sitting on it with knees spread wide apart. "Come here, my beautiful naked subject... I'm really looking forward to that tongue cleaning you promised me..." spaceSuddenly, as Rachel stood up and there was jewelry on Rachel, clothes and shoes on the floor, and a device in Rachel's hand.space"Oh... okay..." Stellas eyes were wide, confused. "Okay, future girl. Magic future stuff. Sure..." Stella closed her legs and leaned back, face full of uncertainty, she folded her hands on her knees. "Okay. Sure, that works too. Um, actually..." She stood up and moved toward the hatch of the plane. "Actually, hold that thought, I need to tie off the plane, I'll be right back."spaceStella left the plane. Outside, on the dock, she took a deep breath. So... the woman she rescued from the sea was from the future? Or had weird powers and thought she was from the future? She saw those things just appear in front of her. Though, last night she was seeing magical ethereal deer, so... Shaking her head, she decided to just tie off the plane with the mooring rope and go back inside...space"Right," she said going back inside. She looked over Rachel... she was still beautiful... somehow more so with her bracelet and blue feather earring... "I love that earring on you," she managed, and went to sit back down on the sofa. She took another deep breath. "Okay, sorry, panicked there for a minute, what, um, what was it you wanted to show me?" space"Okay, that's.... different. I like the guitar playing in that. Um... can you promise me something? Don't show this to anyone else, I'm worried they'll panic and get scared and... I don't know, attack you or something. I've seen crowds in a panic before, they are capable of terrible things." She put her hand on the side of Rachel's face. "I don't want bad things to happen to you, okay?"space"Now, I hate to say it, but, uh, I think my neathers need some time before moisten up again, that was sort of a big shock. How about we get some breakfast I still owe you that, I said it was my treat." She hugged Rachel, rubbing her hand against her bare back she moved her hand up to the back of Rachel's neck, where she saw the back of the necklace was, and felt nothing but skin. She nodded to herself okay, she thought.So that's how that works. She stood up, and lead her out of the plane to the dock. Across the street from the docks, there was a cafe with outdoor seating. space"Food sounds wonderful, and I'll tame down the worship while we're in public too, even though you totally deserve to be worshiped in public." Rachel teased.space"Oh, well, as far as worship goes, we can certainly do a private worship session down the street at the hotel after food. Come on," she stood up and took Rachel by the hand, leading her out of the plane. The sun bleached salt stained wooden boards of the dock were hot and smooth under Stella's bare feet and she guided her new charge down the jetty, and across the stone boardwalk and paved street to the cafe. All along the other side of the street, there were fully clothed Europeans in suits and dresses, and a few local Polynesians in sarongs Stella and Rachel alone with stark naked amongst the French Colonial architecture and charming tropical scenery.spaceStella laughed when Rachel asked about the coffee. "Yes, we have coffee I'm pretty sure coffee was discovered by ancient Arabs. And we've been growing it in the Caribbean for something like two hundred years now. And, if you've never had French cafe coffee, I think you are in for a treat."spaceStella clung tightly to Rachel's hand, and led her to the cafe with it's wrought iron tables and chairs and Reynaud the cafe's host, was smiling at Stella, and giving her guest a quizzical eyebrow... He was used to seeing Stella naked, as well as the topless local women, but not a fully nude white woman. This was something new. space"Bonjour, Raynaud!" Stella greeted the host.space"Bonjour, Mademoiselle Bowyer! Et qui est votre...ehhh...charmant compagnon? Et pourquoi est elle nue?"spaceStella laughed and squeezed Rachel's hand. "Raynaud! Est ce si difficile de croire que j'ai trouv un esprit similaire?"spaceAt this friendly tone and glimmer of playfulness in Stella's eye made Raynaud smile and nod. "Bien s r, mademoiselle Bowyer, je suis heureux pour vous!"spaceSuddenly, Rachel, her fists long since balled and tensed, jumped up on a table and started shouting at the crowd.space"You know what? Fuck all of you!!!" Rachel growled, as she climbed on top of the table. She gave everyone the finger. "I'm pasty, and I'm naked!! Deal with it, brochachos!"spaceWhen the naked young woman jumped up on the table, there were gasps and shouts, but, after a moment, the patrons, most of them, began clapping.space"Uh, Rachel, please get down from there, only about three people here actually speak English and..." a thought occurred to her. "Actually, better idea, Rachel, stay up there and shout this, 'Je suis fier de ma corps nu. Vive les arts!'" Stella said this slowly but loudly, and when she said this, the French men and women cheered. Stella said it again for Rachel to copy: "Je suis fier de ma corps nu. Vive les arts!" spaceThe flip really got the group clapping, even the Polynesian group of ladies who had mostly frowning at the whole affair as they had their wine and cheese were clapping now. And Raynaud pulling out the chairs of the table Rachel had just vacated.spaceStella put an arm around Rachel's shoulder in sort of a half hug, half conspiratorial huddle. "You certainly know how to make a first impression just know, you can get away with a lot with the French by being an artist." Stella pressed the side of her face against Rachel's and let out a small laugh. "Also, congratulations, you're now a performance artist as far as these people are concerned."spaceRaynaud cleared his throat, and Stella turned to see the host making a show of brushing off one of the chairs with his handkerchief and proffering one of the two chairs he had just pulled out, head lowered in an obsequious gesture. "Mesdemoiselles?"space"Merci, Raynaud." Stella sat down, and gestured for Rachel to do likewise. space"Hm, alright. Deux caf s et firi firis pour commencer.Ensuite... je pense, euh...poisson cru." A second thought: "Eh, pour deux."space"Tr s bonne id e," Raynaud snapped his fingers at a server.spaceSitting across from Rachel, and resting her chin on her steepled fingers, she leaned in. "Incidentally," she said in a hushed, breathy tone. "As much as I adore your current ensemble..." to emphasize that she meant Rachel's nudity by this, she reached out a foot and caressed Rachel's elegant pale leg under the table. "I'd very much like to 'dress' you further, with some local accessories or jewelry, to celebrate the occasion, maybe sarong or two for when we want to go hit the town in Tahiti..." she leaned farther over the table and hoped her face was looking seductive and not ominous. "What I'm trying to say is... after we eat... we should absolutely go shopping, eh? Again, my treat."spaceAt about that moment, a waiter a Mitimotan man , wearing a red sarong down to his shins and a white suit jacked and tie arrived with the two coffees and two little plates, each with two firi firi. A firi firi was a specialty of the islands, a long strip of dough, dusted with powdered sugar, something like a doughnut but softer and made with coconut milk. space"Sugar bomb?" Stella querried as she bit into thefiri firi.She added just one teaspoon of sugar to her coffee and stirred it in. "Oooh, coffee, yes. Bon oui..." she sighed as she continued to caress Rachel's leg under the table with her foot.space"So... I ordered us some raw tuna and citrus for the main course, I know it sounds weird, but you can actually each really fresh tuna raw. It's marinated in coconut milk and citrus and it's really quite good." Stella took another bite of her first firi firi. "So... tell me about your life in the future, what did you do for work?" spaceStella laughed. "So they still have rich people in America 75 years from now?" Stella sighed and sipped her coffee for a long moment. "So I guess the Revolution hasn't caught on in America yet?"spaceShe finished her firi firi in two bites and washed it down with some more coffee, contemplative. "I mean, 'volunteer work' sounds like a communist concept, non exploitative labour and all that. But... hm. I started working at 12, mostly helping my mother do laundry, clean rooms and mop up at the dockside inns and boarding houses. Dressed as a man and did a little longshore work when I was strong enough. Got involved with revolutionary types and went over to Spain in '36..." she shrugged. "Then they forced women out of the front line in '37, you know how it is... or do you?" she laughed again. "Well, long story short, got the hell out of Spain when there didn't seem to be any point to us being there, that's me, my friends Andre, Fillip, Mari and Antonia, we all pooled our resources and fenced... frankly, an embarrassing amount of stolen weapons and supplies in Monaco, won theLuckie Duckiein a card game and here I am. Down here in paradise far away from the madness going on in Europe and America right now."spaceShe lifted a foot to caress Rachel on her upper inner thigh. "I try to live life for the fun of it these days, when I can. Down here life is slow and relaxed, and... pleasurable..." she pressed against Rachel's sensitive areas... space"Wait, you won the plane in a game of cards? That's pretty badass. I guess you really do like gambling. And your life has been a lot more adventurous than mine but I'm gonna change that and do everything with you now. Like I said, you'll have to exile me from your royal court if you want rid of me! "space"I mean, yes, technically I won the plane, but I was, truth be told, cheating with the help of my friends pretty heavily." She laughed at the memory. "Ehhh... not my proudest moment, but, you know, we were high on life, being alive, after all the fighting. We made some bad choices... I'm sure, it sounds adventurous when you just distill it down after the fact, but really it was a bunch of stupid choices compounded one upon another and," she shrugged. "Eventually it just gets to be like... your trying to fix one disaster after another with even more bad decisions. Part of me is sorry I can't show you Monaco, but, I'd honestly fear for my life going anywhere near France or Italy at this point, because of the people we angered alone, not just the fact that Europe is infested with Fascists right now." She sighed...spaceShe lifted a foot to caress Rachel on her upper inner thigh. "I try to live life for the fun of it these days, when I can. Down here life is slow and relaxed, and... pleasurable..." she pressed against Rachel's sensitive areas...space"Are you ticklish?" Rachel giggled. "Hehe, I wouldn't do that to you, unless you wanted me too... But... your aim is a little off..." Rachel said, as she moved Stella's foot to where it really wanted to go, and opened her legs to accommodate it.space"Ticklish? No. Why?" she smiled and leaned forward, massaging Rachel firmly with strong, slow motions. "Are you...?"spaceThe server chose that moment to bring over the two plates ofpoisson cru. "Oh, I think you'll like this."spaceWhen the server walked away again, Stella whispered. "Are you interested in trying to tickle me? Because, I absolutely would not mind you trying to find if I had a tickle spot... but... I feel like there are other things that tickle my fancy that you could help me with... are you at all interested in spanking at all? It's a... I guess sensation I got somewhat fond of in Europe that I haven't experienced in a while... I mean, if you're interested..." She bit her lip and swirled her coffee with both hands.

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Japanese Superheroes Unite (Musashi & Crimsonwolfqueen)

Bright yellow sunlight bathed the entire city of Tokyo that sunny Summer Saturday afternoon. In the outer sections of the Japanese metropolis, a spacious green park unfolded, the occasional Sakura could be seen, all of them stood tall and were bearing pretty pink petals. A few people were playing various casual sports in the vast grassy field, just passing sports balls and frisbees among each other while discussing work, school, media, and life.Under the shade of one of the cherry trees, a strange looking man with long, spiky blue hair tied in a tail looked around to make sure he had enough space around him to avoid bumping into anyone. He wore a white karate gi along with red and gold wristbands. He had 2 swords affixed to him, still in their sheaths: one wide one his back, and a thinner, curved katana on his belt.The young swordsman reached his 2 hands up high, then, keeping his back and knees straight, reached for the ground and held the stretch for several seconds. He then stretched one leg at a time, followed by a series of arm stretches. Finally, he leaned against the mighty tree, flexed his calf upwards and grabbed his own ankle so he could loosen up his quads. Checking once again to make sure he had enough room, he took his 2 swords out, followed by some soft, padded wrappings that he removed from his belt pouch, despite them looking too large to fit inside such a tiny bag. He applied the peace bondings to both swords, then proceeded to perform a series of air slashes and combinations, culminating in a move where he jumped once, did an air jump to flip over once, and land on his feet while double striking an imaginary target.Finished with his workout, Musashi sheathed the 2 swords before looking at and tapping his wristband. Feeling its reaction, he lamented, There s an Oni in this city could be nasty in a place with this many people. He started to leave then suddenly stopped and grabbed his noisy stomach. "Well, can t hunt Oni on an empty stomach! he determined. He walked over to an unoccupied picnic table that sat near several others that people were sitting at. The warrior proceeded to remove a bento box from his pouch along with a bottle of Ramune. Rei sat in a meditative state in the middle of the park trying to focus on the negative energy she d been feeling for weeks, it had cost her sleep. She was running the shrine herself cause her grandfather had passed away, sometimes she just had to get away. College wasn t her thing because she had to take care of her grandfather shrine, she took her job pretty seriously. She was a high priestess now she didn t have time to take classes at the university, now she was just trying to figure things out. Musashi opened his bento box, wherein a generous serving of teriyaki grilled steak, broccoli, carrots, california rolls and rice awaited his consumption. Chopsticks in hand he took to the hearty meal one piece at a time, excited to eat it all but taking time to savor and chew, as well as getting sips of his drink in regularly. Before finishing, he looked around, seeing many people in the bustling park engaged in all manner of activities. He noticed a very attractive young woman who appeared to be meditating, but soon returned his attention to finishing lunch. Once it was emptied, he closed up the bento box and placed it a sealed hard container which he then placed inside his belt pouch, which it easily fit into despite how tiny the pouch looked. He stood and tapped on his armlet again, feeling it tug and squeeze. "You won't get away from me, Oni." he promised.One strange man stood in the line outside Meiji Jingu stadium among many others. He stood out in a strange way while folks around him were lightly dressed due to the summer heat, and sporting outfits printed with "Tokyo Yakult Swallows" imagery with the occasional "Yomiuri Giants" shirt mixed in, this stranger wore a hooded overcoat coveirng his arms and legs entirely and cast a shadow over his face. Still, since he had a ticket, the security officials permitted him to enter. Rei sighed as she stood dusting off her robes she gathered up the blanket she d been sitting on, headed back to the shrine. But since she was in such a rush she didn t pay attention to where she was going. I m sorry I need to go. She said running off, was glad when she got back to the shrine. Makoto kino stood behind the counter taking orders for lunches pastry s etc, she was almost finished with culinary school so by the time she was finished she d be able to run her own restaurant bakery cafe whatever she wanted. "STRIIIIKE!" the home plate umpire shouted in judgment of Masao Aoyama's first pitch of the game. All the while, the hooded man sat in a section just behind home plate. While fans around him talked, cheered, or shouted, he sat in relative silence, showing no emotion or reaction to the game's events.After walking several steps in the direction his forearm plate tugged, the determined warrior pressed with a couple of fingers from his opposite side hand onto the accessory, noticing it give a warmer squeeze than before, thus indicating he was getting closer to whomever was in possession of the Oni. He looked up and around, now seeing several restaurants and sports bars in the vicinity of Meiji Jingu Stadium. Curious, he looked up at one of the screens visible from the outside and listened as best he could to the sportscasters. Runners remain at second and third. 2 out, count now at 2 2, Swallows could really use a hit here to take the lead, especially now having left 7 in scoring position, a sportcaster s disembodied voice alerted the viewers.The pitcher hurled a sinker to the inside section of home plate. As it approached, Musashi spotted a fan in the seats behind home plate whose eyes quickly flashed a bright glowing yellow, causing the warrior to jump slightly. Batter took a swing and hit a hard, fast moving ground ball to the 3rd base side as the runners took off. The announcer narrated, Deep to the 3rd base hole this is gonna be close, Machida with a slight bobble, late with the throw, and with Atsuma s speed, he will be safe and we have a tie ball game! The crowds in and out of the stadium reacted, most with cheers, a few with disappointed groans.Musashi, on the other hand, spoke It s here. Rei felt a chill run down her spine while she was working, knew what she needed to do. After making sure no one was around she took out her transformation pen. Mars Crystal power makeup! once she was transformed she ran in the direction of the negative energy, made her stance. I am sailor mars the guardian of fire, I will punish you in the name of mars! She looked at the man controlling the negative energy, everyone around the stadium started to run for their lives. Where was sailor moon when you needed her? Oh she was off with her fiance that had decided to fly her to America so she didn t feel so lonely without him, Mercury was still finishing up medical school. She didn t want to bother makoto cause she knew how much her career meant to her. Inside the ball park, the man whose eyes flashed earlier reached into a belt pouch for a glass jar, the contents of which were 3 Asian giant hornets, though he kept them concealed by keeping most of the jar within the pouch. He slowly removed the lid, then kept gloved hands on the sides of the jar to keep the wasps obscured until he jerked the jar upwards and quickly pulled it back down, setting them free into the air. Once airborne, the already large hornets mutated, turning an odd green color and growing to heights of 3 feet each. The monster wasps were soon caught on camera, causing people to run away while screaming scared. In the commotion, the odd man attempted to mix in with the fleeing crowd, having the seen the magical girl and her angry stare on him.Just outside the stadium, Musashi looked up to see many people struggling to exit the superstructure. Knowing of the dangers and his duty to contain them, he quickly looked around and discovered a beetle crawling along a building wall. He took out his katana Fusion and started focusing on it, causing it to emit a blue glow. Once the glow reached full saturation, he hacked at the beetle only for his sword to stop a few inches short and sliced into a previously invisible energy field that now glowed green. With an open handed gesture, he willed the energy into the sword and in turn, into himself. Then, a bright green flash of light came and went quickly. When it cleared, the beetle scuttled on, unaware that anything happened. "There we are," he said. He headed for the stadium's outer wall, jumped onto it, and stuck to it with his hands. From there, he started climbing up the side of the superstructure by sticking to the walls.Once over the outer wall, he spotted a pair of unlucky fans cornered by one of the 3 mutated hornets. He performed a double jump with his immense strength and drove his heavy sword Lumina into the big bad bug's back then slid down leaving a big gash wound in the monster. Damaged but still alive, it turned around and slashed with stinger. The fencer met the stinger with his lighter sword Fusion, causing a loud clang to be heard. Mars flame sniper! She shouted as she made the stance for the attack, hoped no innocent bystanders were hit. the raven haired fire senshi was on her own until she heard a familiar voice, she turned around to see sailor Jupiter. Jupiter oak evolution! The brunette shouted, looked around for anyone that might need to get to safety quickly then her eyes fell on him as he scaled the stadium. She was a bit confused but she was pretty sure he was on their side, she could occasionally trust her instinct. One of the huge green hornets emitted a weird muffled screech as it was lit on fire by Sailor Mars's burning jet. Its flight took an erratic path for a moment before being blasted full of holes by the subsequent barrage of leaflets. Its exoskeleton, having been softened by the fire, was easily punctured. It fell to the hard surface of the seating area and emitted a red and purple smoke from which a pair of glowing red orbs floated from. When the smoke cleared, the hornet was back to normal, alive and breathing, but unconscious.Musashi nimbly dodged one thrust from the hornet he was fighting, causing it to sting to the concrete and dull the tip of its deadly weapon. He quickly grabbed the abdomen of the nasty bug and, using his super strength, slammed it into the solid metal guardrail head first. He then stuck Lumina into the mutant wasp's tail to pin it down, then ran up to its head and drive Fusion right through its nose and brain. Upon being impaled, this hornet, like the first, faded into smoke and glowing orbs. The brave fencer reached out and concentrated, causing the glowing balls to fly into his arm band and vanish.Musashi breathed a sigh of relief, then looked to see that 2 stunningly beautiful women in very short sexy colorful dresses appeared to have defeated another one of the deadly oni infused insects. He was about to greet them until he heard the buzz of huge wings, indicating that their job was unfinished. Thus, he took hold of his 2 swords and advised his apparent allies, "Look alive there's one left!"

['Musashi']

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Akatsuki Pleasures (dhaze85 x waffles)

Hinata sighed as she looked around the forest, landing on a large tree branch not too far from the outer wall of Konoha. She was on a standard patrol around the outskirts of the village, one of several ninja assigned to such a duty, and frankly, she was bored. Nobody with ill intentions came this close to the village. No bandits, no enemy ninja, nothing. The worst would be the odd wild animal attacking a traveller, and even that hadn't happened much lately. The animals had been learning to stay away from the paths, and the travellers were learning to stick to the paths rather than try to take a shortcut. "Still....not much longer I suppose...." The Hyuuga girl slowly looked around, seeing just what she was expecting, nothing. Still, despite being bored she couldn't turn the assignment down....she was much to shy to ever try such a thing. Turning to go once more, the girl adjusted her large, thick jacket before leaping to the next tree. Despite being a ninja for several years now she still wore the jacket to hide herself, hiding even her ample chest from the world.Most girls, not just her age but even adults, would kill for a chest as large and firm as Hinata's, but she did her best to hide it, not wanting men to stare at her in such a horrible way. Perhaps that was why she was so shy and withdrawn....she didn't want the world to notice her....she only wanted one person to notice her in that way....but he was showing no signs of ever doing any such thing. Landing once more, Hinata took another look around, before starting to jump from tree to tree once more. She was on the lookout for anyone that shouldn't be around, but she didn't expect anything to happen, and in about an hour she could head home. "I know I shouldn't.....but I'm almost wishing for something to happen just so there's something to do..." I know what you mean. Naruto whispered as he stood up next to her his arms folder behind his head as he looked down at her. Giving her a large grin he tilted his head to the side as unfolded his hands before kneeling over next to her their body extremely close. So what are you doing out here all by yourself? he asked her a little confused raising his eyebrow slightly. I would have came with you if you asked me, jess. And here I spent all morning trying to look for you. Naruto smiled slightly as he stood up once again before putting his hand on the side of the tree before jumping off of the branch and towards a nearby close on. Hay I found this really close place just a little bit away from here, come on I want to show you. With that Naruto was off jumping from tree branch to tree branch not even looking back looking forwards, like he was so accustom to. More then sure that Hinata was follow close behind. You are so cruel. Kisame spoke softly as he watched Itachi use his Sharingan on Hinata knowing that he wouldn t get any response from the quiet man. Quickly unfolding his arms he automatically realized where Itachi was leading Hintai towards darting off towards that direction quickly following behind Itachi as they moved through the trees unseen and unheard.Naruto landed in side of a crave a far off distance from Konoha his hand gently touching the ground as he landed before standing up tall and turning around to Hinata. Glade I did lose you back their. He told her as he started to walk towards the back of the cave getting future and future away from the entrance. There was nothing amazing about the cave other then the strange patterns that seemed to line the sides being hidden in darkness. Knowing that she could use her Byakugan at any moment the Akatsuki clang staid close by her hiding in the shadows as Itachi lead her to her new home.Slowly Naruto stopped before turning around revealing the wall around him where it chains and hooks covered the wall. See its it lovely? It will make a great home for you don t you think? Naruto spoke before turning to her his face distorted as he started to fade from view. Quickly Kisame grabbed her from behind before throwing her towards the wall chaining her up before she could move away from him. Well that was rather easy. He spoke out loud as the rest of the Akatsuki members started to appear around her. Hinata squeaked in surprise as Naruto suddenly stood next to her, she hadn't been expecting him to be there.....but she was glad that he was...company would make this mission a lot better, and the fact that it was Naruto just made things even better. "Ah....I'm just on patrol Naruto kun.....the Hokage asked me to do a patrol duty so I said I would....I didn't want to bother anyone else with it though..." She smiled softly and looked at him as she played with her fingers, then blinked as he mentioned that he'd found a place he wanted to show her. She was a little confused but....she wasn't going to say no. The oppertunity to go somewhere special with Naruto was just far too overwhelming for her. "Ah, alright Naruto kun, just wait for me ok?" The girl smiled and started to jump after him quickly, making sure to stay close.When they arrived at the cave Hinata blinked and looked around, this section of the forest was very isolated, far from any of the paths, but that could just make things even more special. "Ah....I can be quite fast moving through the trees Naruto kun...but thank you..." She nodded and moved to follow him into the cave, looking around curiously at the odd patterns in the walls. They were quite pretty, though they didn't seem to be what Naruto had brought her here to see. Eventually though, she stopped as he did and blinked, tilting her head in confusion. "Naruto kun.....? What are you.....talking about?" She looked at the chains, then back at Naruto. "What's going on. Ah, Naruto kun!" She moved forwards as he distorted then faded away, looking around, but too late to see Kisame coming at her, crying out as she was suddenly chained to the wall, the girl struggling against the chains, though they were far too strong for her to break alone. "Wh what's going on?! Let me go!" She tried to stand and continued trying to pull away from the chains, looking up at Kisame. "Y you're....you're one of the Akatsuki!" This was bad.....she was no match for any member of the Akatsuki....certainly not when she was by herself. Well that would be obvious, I mean you could have lead her into the middle of hell if you kept up that illusion of the nine tailed host. Deidara spoke softly as he came into view the small like in the room shining on his face showing his slightly smile as he looked towards the other members. Whose to say that he already didn t do that. Kakuzu responded as he folded his arms looking down Hinta his face covered slightly by the cloth that surrounded his mouth. Its really her fault though, if only she would have used here.. bakgua Hidan chimed in walking only a few feet away from her his hand quickly grabbing her mouth as he tilted her head up so that he could get a good look at her. Byakugan Itachi spoke calmly as he stood the furthest away from Hidan his body turned sideways to the scene resting near Pain who played their little activity no mind at all. Yeah well whatever you fucking call it. But to hell how she got here, lets get to the reason for why we are here. Hold on, Hold on I am coming. Sasori yelled as he made his away through the dungeon s door his body crawling across the floor as he wore one of his favorite puppets. He had been up all night trying to build he latest poison just for Hinata knowing that the other members where looking for a few pets to use as they pleased. What made this poison different then the others were that it didn t kill its host, but rather hindered the brain from making rational decisions. It caused her muscles to become more elastic and the need to be given pleasure more necessary. If it worked like he though it would she soon wouldn t think of anything else. Can you move any slower? Hidan asked bending over slightly as he looked over to Sasori it he moved slowly across the floor. If you don t mind please expose her belly for me, also keep her distracted this will hurt. Sasori asked Kisame ignoring Hidan s comment. Kisame nodded at Sasori s request his hands quickly grabbing onto the lower half of her shirt ripping it just enough for her belly to be exposed. His strength was undeniable, as her shirt seemed to tire away as if it was barely there.Sasori s hand reached out of from benefit the long back flowing robe clicking as it did as the joints of the puppet arm moved closer to Hinata s exposed flesh. Slowly the arm started to straighten out as the palm of the hand was exposed showing the hundreds of little needles that covered it each of them dripping with an unknown liquid. The hand pressed against her belly hard as each needle pierced into her body. Once they past through her flesh a string of the concoction started to flow into her body as it was being pumped into her by Sasori.As he saw Sasori starting to inject Hinata with his poisons his hand quickly grabbed the young girls head pulling her so that she was forced to look towards him. Kissing her deeply his tongue ravished her mouth long and thick it was able to snake its way down to her throat. While kissing her, his hand slowly moved to her chest grabbing a hold of one of her breast a little taken aback as he realized just how big she was. Pulling away from her he smiled her mouth dripping with some of his saliva. Well look at these, and to believe I didn t notice this before. As he talked his hand started to squeeze one of her breast hard. Ok then that should be more then enough. Sasori spoke softly as he pulled his hand away from her. Even tough she was just pierced her body showed no sign of it as he belly was still smooth and perfect, but the liquid that is produced where already making itself known. She should be feeling it soon. He spoke as he stood back not too sure just how strong the effects would be. Hinata cried out as she suddenly felt the needles pushing into her, her entire body going stiff as she felt the odd sensation of the fluids pumping into her, but as soon as the needles were withdrawn the pain was gone. It didn't even sting, let alone really hurt. "Wh what do you want with me? What are you doing to me...?" She whimpered, then gasped as suddenly one of her breasts was lifted and pulled, her nipples quickly becoming stiff, and easily visible through even her shirt and thick jacket. She wanted to hate this but....her body wasn't reacting the way she was telling it to. If anything she was starting to get.....excited. Her nipples were rock hard and sticking out by about an inch, and already her pussy was growing wetter than she'd ever felt it, a wet patch quickly forming on her pants, easily visible to the men staring at her."N no....please stop....please...let me go....don't do this to me..." She may have been somewhat naive, but even Hinata had a good idea of what was going to be coming next. She looked around at the various men assembled and whimpered in fear, trying to recoil against the stone wall, though it didn't do her any good. "I just want to go home....please....I wont tell anyone I saw you just please....please let me go..." Very well Sasori spoke as he undid her chains allowing her to fall to the ground. As she fell Kisame quickly garbed her arm keeping her from just plummeting to the stone floor and hurting herself. Hidan, may you please come and unrobe. Sasori spoke back to him, quickly getting an evil eye from Deidara who was his own student. However Sasori had a particular reason for picking Hidan.Quickly getting there Hidan stood completely naked his cock hanging as the 9 inch lone 3 inch thick cock started to throb in anticipation. Walking to Hidan quickly his hand grabbed the collar of her jacket as he brought her away from the wall so that he could sit there instead. It was already discussed with him what his job was to do with her and he has no problem at doing that at all. Holding onto her plum ass his fingers squeezed into her as his other hand started to rub the wet spot in them vigorously. Fuck man. He spoke loudly so that she and everyone else in the dungeon could hear. She is flooding back here man. He continued as he fingers started to pull away slightly. With his other hand he grabbed the edge of her elastic pants and pulled on them forcing them to cling tighter onto her pushing up against her wet pussy. Now as Hidan looked at it he could see every little detail of it from every twitch that she made to her hard little clit with made a slightly bump in her pants. His fingers went back to work on rubbing her pussy occasionally stroking her clit. Slowly his thumb started to push against her moist almost wanting pussy s entrance slowly entering her bringing along her black pants as he did. Hinata gasped and her eyes widened as she watched Hidan strip, her eyes fixed on his cock. She had no idea one could be so big or thick...and what he was going to do with it was what worried her. She whimpered and squeaked as she was suddenly lifted up by the collar, then squirmed as she suddenly felt someone grabbing her ass. "Please st " She was cut off as suddenly her pussy was rubbed through her pants, the girl crying out as her body went rigid, her fluids seeping through her pants quickly and soaking onto Hidan's fingers. The material was barely acting as a block by this point, Sasori's drugs were clearly having a very strong effect on the girl. "No....god no...." She winced as her pants were pulled more tightly around her, and Hinata could feel her clit throbbing, larger than it usually was, and easily visible through the clinging of her pants. As Hidan touched it, she couldn't help but cry out, and as she felt his fingers start to push inside of her, taking her pants and underwear with her, Hinata's entire body began to quiver, then she screamed out as she came, her pussy clamping down tightly around the fingers, the fabric not stopping her juices from squirting all over Hidan's body. What a reaction! Hidan spoke softly as the small girls pussy soaked him in her juices. As she came Hidan s hand slapped across her ass hard before jerking his fingers out of her quickly. All of this cum and we barely even got started. As he talked his long thin fingers ran throw his slicked back silver hair before once again slapping her ass. I guess this little pussy right here wants this now hum? he asked her as his fingers pinches her pussy throw her pants as his hand started to stork his own cock slowly. It seems that you like what you see hum? So I will take it that you like big cocks then hum? as he talked Hidan stood up quickly the length of his cock pressing against her pussy. Well don t worry, out of all of the guys here it would seem that I am the smallest. Really shouldn t be telling you take though, you will find out for yourself. Gripping onto her pants he pulled them further up on her body as the head of his cock pressed against her moist pussy lips threaten to go right into her taking along her pants and underwear. Because of the wetness that had soaked through to her pants the head of his cock kept sliding against her pussy and clit stroking it hard and fast. After a few strokes his other hand quickly went onto the move of ripping her pants right at her pussy leaving the rest of it undamaged. Pushing her underwear to the side his cock finally was able to meet her wanting pussy for what was a quick introduction before it slid between her lips with no hesitation digging itself deep inside of her moist core. Hidan stopped as he reached balls deep into her wanting to see her reaction, almost needing to see it. Hinata yelped and shivered as her ass was slapped, then squirmed in another feeble attempt to escape as Hidan pulled at her pants once more, groaning as she felt them grinding against her pussy, now even more sensitive after her orgasm, glancing back over her shoulder and whimpering as she watched his cock slowly move up closer, rubbing against her through the soaked material of her pants. "N no....no please....it's too big....it's way too big....it wont fit...." Though when he said that he was the smallest....that everyone else was going to be even bigger...her eyes widened, her imagination running wild. Just how big could they really get? "Oh god....." Hinata squeaked as she felt her pants being ripped away around her pussy, her underwear being pulled aside, exposing her pussy directly to the cold air of the cave. The juices were pouring from her like water from a tap, pouring all over Hidan's cock as it took position beneath her. "N no..." Hinata stared in terror as it moved closer, then screamed out as she felt it penetrate her, forcing past her hymen immediately, taking away her virginity in one swift stroke, though she was so wet that she barely felt the pain, and her wetness allowed even Hidan's large cock to penetrate her easily. Hinata's eyes went wide, her entire body going stiff as she arched her back, pushing her breasts out, her nipples even bigger than before, sticking out nearly 2 inches through her bra, shirt and jacket, breasts bouncing from the movement. Her pussy was as tight as a vice around Hidan's cock, the walls of her pussy rippling around him, Hidan's cock just brushing against Hinata's cervix, though he wasn't quite big enough to push into her womb. Good damn, fuck. Hidan moaned out loudly as she squeezed tightly onto his thick cock almost causing his to cum just from entering her. Moving slowly he fought her pussies grip to pull his cock from inside of her slowly his hand grabbing tightly onto her hips as he did. Once out he smiled as he pushed on her ass looking at her pussy as it now gushed out juices hitting his cock and the stone ground below. What a fucking naughty little pussy you have here hum? moving upright once again he started to penetrate into her once again this time harder as his hips slapped against her plum ass. So fucking tight, and here I taught that you wouldn t be a virgin. Guess you proved me wrong hum? As Hinta talked many of the other members started to make their way to here tired of waiting to get a chance at her.Deidara smiled as he neared her face looking at her lustful face as Hidan drilled into her. What a beautiful facial expression you have there. He spoke to her as he lifted her head up as his other hand slowly slide down to her chest. Slowly his hand was easily able to tire into her jacket and shirt until only her bra was lift. Sliding her hand under the bra a long slippery wet tongue started to wrap around her erect nipple before pulling at it. Clamming down on her nipples the mouth on his hand started to suck on her one nipple at a time biting and pulling and licking them hungrily as it never got its full. Hinata gasped, almost moaning in protest as Hidan's cock pulled out her, her pussy quickly closing up once again once it was empty....and god she felt so empty....her body almost missed the sensation of being filled, though her mind was silently thanking god that he was out of her....or at least he was for now. She soon felt him start to enter her again, crying as his cock parted her pussy lips once more, then as the others started to advance on her she whimpered, looking between the various men assembled. Some of them didn't even look human....what in the hell were they going to do to her? She soon had her answer, feeling her jacket and shirt being pulled away from her, exposing her plain blue bra that was clearly far too small. It seemed she was wearing it to make her breasts appear smaller, but in actuality they were even bigger than Tsunade's, though much firmer. "Nnngh....oh god....oh god..." Hinata couldn't help panting in pleasure as Deidara began to massage at her breast, then felt the tongue wrapping around her nipple. She wanted the bra to be removed so badly....she wanted the pressure on her chest to be relieved. The pleasure she was receiving....it was starting to overwhelm her mind aswell as her body, and the group had barely begun with her. Deidara smiled knowing fully well that she wanted more and that even though he mouth said no her body was screaming yes. Removing her hand from her bra he smiled looking back to Hidan as he watched the man now standing on his tipsy toes. Hidan s fingers ripped at her pants once more this time to her small pink ass. Taking his fingers he started to suck on them one by one before moving them to her awaiting asshole. Sliding into her his fingers started to snake their way into her. At this point Deidara stood up as he started to undo his pants letting them fall to the ground. Lets use that mouth of yours for a better use. He told her as his hands cupped her face as his thick cock measuring 10 in length and 3 inches thick almost dislocating her jaw as he slid it into her mouth slowly. Moving his hand around her head he started to face fuck hard his balls hitting her chin each time. Hidan s cock started to throb uncontrollably as he felt himself around to cum. Digging his cock until the tip of it was right at her womb he fired off a large amount of warm thick cum into her. The first shot of many. Breathing hard Hidan slowly slid his cock out of her letting it plop out of her slowly covered in her and his cum. Sitting on the ground he looked at her ass and grinned before slapping her ass once more. Slowly his spot was taken over by Kisame as he started to pulled down her pants slowly pulling at them so that they didnt slide down easy like they should be rather force her ass to plop out slowly squeezing her ass and pussy together as her naked body slowly started to be exposed. Hinata didn't want to allow the cock into her mouth, it was far too big, and at first she closed her mouth tightly, shaking her head in protest. But then she suddenly felt something pressing against her ass, and when she felt the fingers suddenly force their way inside she couldn't help but cry out, opening her mouth widely and giving Deidara ample chance to shove himself inside, her throat stretching and her neck visibly bulging as she was forced to swallow the entire length, gagging and choking for a few moments before she could adjust to it. She knew all of this should hurt, but it was starting to feel so good...Sasori's drugs were scrambling her senses, dulling the pain and amplifying the pleasure. Now aswell as her pussy juices dripping everywhere she was drooling all over Deidara's cock, slurping it almost hungrily, then again she didn't really have much choice in the matter. As she felt Hidan starting to pound her even harder though, she began to make muffled moans of protest, trying desperately to get away, not wanting him to cum inside of her, but it was too late.She felt him erupt into her unprotected pussy, feeling the hot, thick fluids quickly overfilling her and pouring out of her all over both Hidan's cock and the floor, the girl letting out a muffled grunt as he pulled out. For a moment her eyes returned to Deidara, watching as he fucked her face hard and fast, then squirmed once more as she saw Kisame moving behind her, obviously the next in line. She didn't even want to think what he might be like. His body clearly wasn't completely human...so what would the covered parts be like. She didn't get an answer immediately though, squeaking as she felt her clothes being ripped away, the shreds that were left simply slipping off her, exposing her smooth, flawless skin in its entirity, her ample breasts now swinging freely, bouncing wildly from Deidara's face fucking her. Hold on. Hun? Deidara quickly yelled to Kisame forcing the large man to stop squeezing her ass. Yeah, what is it? Kisame responded back to him before going back to Hinata pussy and ass his fingers sinking in both as he watched both vanish within her with little trouble. Including the rings that decorated his fingers he was able to feet in almost all five fingers in her slit while only being able to force in three for her small ass. First, should you go last? I mean I would like to get a chance to fuck her before she gets all fucking lose. Hun? Deidara yelled back at him his hips never stopping as he continued to slam into her mouth. Now use your tongue to lick the tip. He demanded of her as he pulled his cock from her throat leaving in the large head with throbbed uncontrollably. I am just saying, leave a hole for us to play with. As he talked he looked down at her face as he cock dripped with her saliva now nice and slick. Many of the other members seemed to be in agreement except for Sasori s who felt it would be too much of a bother to tell them that no matter how far they stretch her within 30 minutes she would be as tight as a virgin once again. Sure, what ever.. How about I fuck her ass then? This way you guys don t have to worry about any or that? Kisame asked getting a collection of grunts agreeing with him. Ok then we will do that. Ok but before you do that use her mouth for a minute while we open her up just a little bit bigger. Kakuzu spoke as he started to walk forward.The group of three men started to flip her around so that she was lying on top of Kakuzu and Her head was resting in Kisame s lap against what felt much like a third arm in between in legs.Deidara toke a spot onto of her grabbing her nipples with the mouths of his hands he brought her breast together as he started to drive his cock in between the small space that they created, slowly.Kakuzu started to probe her ass his cock finding it quiet easy to be able to slip his entire length in. He stood at 8 inches with stitches going around the middle and base of his cock. Use your Bukuagon he told her. Slowly his cock started to expand as the stitches was getting ripped away. I want you to tell everyone what it happening inside of you. Hinata gasped as she heard Deidara speak....all loose? Just how big was this Kisame guy anyway?! If he was going to do that to her then....she started to panic once more, then as Dediara pulled out of her mouth she coughed and spluttered for air, before leaning forwards to start licking the tip of his throbbing cock. She didn't want to, but she knew that to resist would only make things worse. If these guys wanted to do something, they'd do it. If they wanted something, they'd get it. All she could do was make this easy on herself, or hard on herself. She preferred the former option. She squeaked cutely as she was suddenly flipped, now laying in the lap of someone wearing a mask covering most of his face, then suddenly felt something that felt like an arm against her head. Infact at first she thought it was an arm, but eventually she managed to turn her head to try and actually take a look at just what was being talked about put into her ass.At the same time, she suddenly cried out as her breasts were played with, the sensitive nipples practically throbbing underneath the almost snake like tongues, her large, soft breasts easily being molded as Deidara wanted, his cock thrusting against her chin as he fucked her breasts. "Nnnngh!!!" As her ass was penetrated by the cock, she tilted her head to look at Kakuzu, wincing in slight pain, though the fingering from earlier had loosened her up slightly, though her ass was still painfully tight in spite of that. "O oh god!" Hinata's eyes widened as she felt the cock starting to expand inside of her....what was this guy?! How thick was it going to get? Was it going to get longer too?! And now he wanted her to use her Byakugan....but why.....? That would only let her see through things....or did he want her to see inside of herself? With a nervous nod, she activated her Byakugan, but found herself unable to stare at anything but the cave ceiling, too scared to look at her body and see what was going on inside of it. What s wrong with you are you dumb? Kakuzu asked as he looked to Kisame signaling him to push her head down. Kisame did so without argument forcing her too looks towards Dediara as he continued to fuck her breast.The teeth that lined the top jaw of each of the mouths on his mouth clammed down hard on her erect nipples. Pulling his hands up his teeth stretched out her breast before letting them go letting them fall back down. His thick cock throbbed hard with each pass he made from in between in her breast. Quickly his hands slammed onto her breast once again before pulling up taking her nipples along with him. It was obvious that he was enjoying himself greatly on top of the girl only stopping to grab her head and shove his thick cock down her throat once again. Putting his fingers around her noise he kept it shut as his cock kept slamming into her tight young throat. Fuck here it comes.. he yelled out as his cock started to grow thicker as a enormous amount of come made its way through his shaft. Now that her Byakugan was activated she could see as the bucket load of cum made its way to her throat before spewing out of his tip in down the rest of her throat. It came out as thick chunks expanding his cock in width as it did. As he came her held onto her head keeping her from moving back as he unloaded a large orgasm.Finally he started to pull slowly still cumming into her mouth as he did. It seemed like he came enough to full a large bucket and was still not done. Pulling out the few remaining thick strings of cum started to spray on her face missing her eyes by inches. Jerking himself for a few more moments he sighed loudly lifting his head. Man that felt great. I cant wait to shoot off my load inside of you next. Hun? speaking softly he pressed the tip of his cock against her lips once again not pushing into her mouth but rather rubbing the last amount of cum on her lips. that was a nice load that he gave you.. I think you should thank him for it. Kisame told her before tightening the grip around her head. Well what do you day? he asked her in a whisper. Hinata's gagged when Deidara slammed his cock back into her throat, coughing and spluttering until her nose was pinched, leaving her little choice but to try and breathe through her mouth, making it easier for her to swallow the thick shaft over and over, though when she saw the large load of cum starting to move up through it, her eyes widened. She could see through the shaft and watch as the liquid bubbled up, a seemingly impossible amount, so much it was actually forcing the shaft to expand, making her gag even more, and her tight throat become even tighter. She let out muffled cries as the hot, thick fluid began pouring directly down her throat, leaving her no choice but to swallow every last drop. By the time Deidara finally started to pull out, her stomach was filled beyond capacity, and the smooth skin of her stomach was now bulging slightly because of her expanded stomach so full of cum. She coughed as the cock pulled out of her mouth, squeaking in surprise as even more cum began to shower her face and breasts. By the time Deidara was done her upper body was practically drowning in white fluid, and yet Deidara still seemed ready for more.Hinata whimpered as she looked down at her body, seeing the cum in her stomach sloshing around, then beyond it she could see Kakuzu's cock inside of her, still steadily growing, stretching her ass out more as it penetrated deeper and deeper, Hinata arching her back and starting to moan out from being so full in just one hole. "I....I...." She glanced at Kisame and winced before looking at Deidara. "Th thank you for the nice load sir...." She looked like a mess with Deidara s sperm all over her breast and face and yet even while being covered in the sticky juices her sexiness shown through. You are welcome Deidara spoke with a chuckle his cock rubbing against her cheek hard as he moved some of the cum into her mouth.Kakuzu s cock started to stir even more inside of her as Deidara left her mouth almost as if he was waiting for him to do. The head of his cock started to twist around in a circular motion as the black strings that connected it to his body started to twist around inside of her body. Each string was thick and black leaking with its own fluids where brought with it a warm tingling sensation. Without much notice the long cock started to dive deep into her easily able to pierce into her womb reaching deep with before reaching its limit. The length of his cock with his long black strings was well over a foot long and 6 inches thick. It twisted inside of her wiggling and trusting like an animal trying to escape from a trap. Wiggling around wildly it trusted into her twisting and rubbing against her in walls hitting her deeper then anything so ever have been. Every few trust it would feel like he got a little bit bigger and wilder. Quickly it started to snake out of her quickly jerking out of her as it was covered in her juices. Not even allowing her gasping ass to close as his exit he once again snaked back into her the length of his cock hitting against her ass before quickly digging into her. His hands held onto her hips tightly as his cock had its way with her. Well then looks like your ass is having all the fun, your pussy must be lonely. Kisame told her before grinning at her. Lets have everyone get a nice look at this sweet pink little hole of yours he spoke as Kakuzu quickly opened her leg showing over his thick cock pumping into her over and over as her pussy remained empty. Now then, beg for a cock in that pussy of yours. Kisame told her as Tobi took a kneel right in front of her. His cock was thick as the head gently rubbed against her pussy slowly never going in as he waited to hear the sluty words to exit out of the young girls mouth. "NYAGH!" Hinata suddenly cried out as she saw and felt Kakuzu's cock begin to almost spasm inside of her, suddenly penetrating her deeply like some kind tentacle, thrusting up deeper and deeper into her ass, watching it snake through her body, stretching her open so wide she though she would pass out, but Sasori's drug seemed to be preventing that too....not to mention it barely felt painful. It was like most of the pain was being transformed into pleasure before it reached her brain, causing her entire body to spasm as she orgasmed once more, squirting a mixture of her juices and Hidan's cum all over Kakuzu's chest, Hinata crying out as the tentacle finally withdrew from her, leaving her a panting, cum covered mess. "Ngh....." She panted, thinking perhaps she could rest, but suddenly she felt the tentacle like cock ram back into her ass, feeling even thicker than before, and seeming to grow slightly longer with every thrust. At this rate it would snake through her body and right the way up to her stomach soon.She whimpered as Kakuzu spread her legs and then exposed her pussy, another man coming over, though Hinata couldn't quite lift herself to take a look at just how big he was. Still, it felt more like a fist was rubbing at the entrance of her pussy than the tip of a cock. "I...." She whimpered again and bit her lip, taking a moment to think about what she was being told to say. Still, she couldn't refuse. "P please....please put....put it inside me.....please.....p put your cock...in my pussy...." Well then I shouldn t disobey a lady then. Toby responded to her as he cock lined up to her swollen pussy lips. The thick head of his cock pushed forward slowly inside of her pussy stretching it out as each and every inch crammed inside of her. While his cock felt normal it was still huge feeling more like a small arm was thrusting through her twisting body then an actual cock. Each vain throbbed out of beat to the others being thick and long themselves it would have felt like three things was inside of her each of them moving through her at her own will. So then Hinata, how does this all feel? Sasori asked her as Hidan quickly grabbed her head as he shoved his cock into her mouth. Her eyes was still full of fear which was obvious to Sasori as she moved reluctantly having to be moved rather then doing it herself. Hidan let her touch you. He spoke softly making the young man smile. Quickly he grabbed her hand forcing her to touch the slimy thick cock that roped her of her virginity throb. Now with your mouth such on just the tip of it and let you hand just stroke the rest nice and slow, come bring this hand over her toy. As he talked her grabbed her other hand and pulled it so that it gently touched his balls. You need to give your thanks to the cock that made you a women now don t you? Hidan asked as he leaned back. You ve never handled a cock before have you? he asked her not really caring for an answer. I guess then I will have to show you then. As he talked Sasori s hands vanished under his puppet once again as he started to tinker around. She had been broken it fairly well and while she did have a ways to go he though that now would be the best time as any to try out another poison that he had. Slowly his hand moved over to her rock hard clit grabbing at it hard as Toby slammed into repeatedly forcing her body to move wildly. As he touched her clit the sensation of needles piercing the small area could be felt once again. Since she was to be Kisame pet he had to inject just the right chemicals into her body to make her do. First was just one that would make pain pleasure and that could stretch her further out then what was humanly possible. Next amount was increase the pleasure that she was feeling 10 fold making each sexual act that she tried feel like a drug that just got stronger each and every time she orgasm, making her addicted. However, unlike the first drug this one did have a side effect, one that Kisame was more then happy to deal with himself. As he moved his hand away from her clit he watched as it started to shift a bit turning slowly into once of the many cocks that was now drilling itself into her over and over again. What is this? Toby asked before slamming into her pussy hard as Kakuzu s cock did the same fore her ass seeing just what effect this new drug had on the girls body. Hinata screamed out as Tobi's cock rammed into her, splitting her pussy apart and penetrating deeper than Hidan's had. She could feel every vein, every bump on this new cock, and after a few moments she felt the tip pressing against some kind of resistance inside her body, her cervix. But Tobi didn't seem to care about that, quickly slamming forwards and ramming through, his cock now directly entering Hinata's womb, her stomach bulging even further in order to accomodate the two massive intruders inside of her along with the stomach full of cum.She couldn't even resist mildly when her hands were moved and her head tilted, bringing her lips to the tip of Hidan's cock whilst one hand went to the wet shaft, the other to his balls. Hinata could taste herself on the cock, it was still covered in a mixture of his cum and her juices. She wanted to turn her head away or close her mouth.....but she didn't dare, not now. If she tried to resist now they could likely kill her in an instant, and if they did that then they could just go and kidnap someone else to do this to. No....she wanted them to be satisfied with her so nobody else would have to suffer. She just squeezed Hidan's balls gently, sucking on the tip hard whilst stroking the shaft, running her tongue across the tip.She was so busy, or at the least distracted, by being made to focus on Hidan's cock she didn't notice Sasori shifting around, then reaching above her to inject her clit with something. She felt it as he did so though, screaming out and ending up taking the whole of the head of Hidan's cock into her mouth, still sucking on it hard. Her body was already starting to feel strange....she could feel a slight burning sensation for a moment, before suddenly the pain she was feeling began to fade, and the pleasure began to increase. Everything was starting to feel better, even sucking on Hidan's cock was starting to make her feel good. She couldn't help releasing Hidan's cock from her mouth in order to moan loudly in pleasure, then suddenly freeze up as she felt something odd. Briefly she felt a sharp pain just beneath her stomach, then began to cry out as her clit bulged slightly, then started to grow longer and thicker, the tip splitting and bulging as it continued to grow, slowly shifting until it had become a foot long cock just over 4 inches thick, veins on it throbbing as it stuck straight upwards from her body, almost aching for attention. "Wh what the hell is that?!" Hinata couldn't help but scream at it, staring in disbelief at her new cock. "Get it off!! Make it go away!! Please!!" Wow are you sure about that? Tobi asked her as his gloved hand quickly grabbed the staff of her cock slowly stroking it hard and fast as he himself was amazed by it as well. As he player with her cock his trusting never stopped making sure to dig in deep into her slamming into the back of her womb over and over again almost punishing it with the brutal slams that he gave it, however her body seemed to crave for it. Slowly his fingers started to play with the tip of her cock pointing it towards her as he watched it throb and shiver in excitement. It was huge rivaling his own, but it was still young being overly sensitive to this type of pleasure. Quickly he stopped stroking her cock as he kept slamming into her smiling as he looked down at the large member in between his hand. Would you like to cum? he asked her with a grin his fingers gently rubbing over the tip of her cock softly brushing against her newly formed tip. Would you like to cum from your newly created cock? he teased her grinning softly as he lifted his mask but not so that she could see the face that rested underneath. Slowly he started to cover her cock with his own spit giving her cock the first sensation of having a warm liquid on top of it. Starting to stroke it slowly he covered her cock from base to tip in it putting back on his mask slowly. Beg for it like the slut you are and I will live you the first taste of this huge cock of yours.As Tobi talked to her Hidan s eyes couldn t stop looking at the massive cock being slightly annoyed that there was yet another one in the group now that was bigger then his. Hay I didn t say you could stop he yelled as he before forcing her to take his entire length in her throat this time forcing it down her throat and as far down as he could as her punishment. You need to get better at this. He whispered to her not letting her let go of his cock from deep in her throat. Slowly he started to bob her head back and forth feeling the tightness of her throat as he did so. I am going to make sure that this mouth of yours remembers every single cock in this room. You are to swallow my cock no any cock that is give to you whole. Use that tongue of yours and yours hands make sure to get each and every part of it including my staff, and when I become grateful enough to cum you don t let a drop fall. As Hidan told her how to take care of a cock the one that had been snaking its way in her ass started to bulge, triple it size.It moved from the base to the staff of the tentacle slowly bulging it out as it went. This cum full knot was not the only one quickly being followed by two others that followed soon after each stretching her little asshole open. Moving into her that forced her the tip of the massive tentacle to open up as at first only a small amount of liquid poured into her, but that only lasted for a seconded. Without warning three massive explosions of cum shot into her ass drove in deep from his tentacle. As he rested under her his sounds of moaning could be heard as shot after shot stained her insides making it even move slippery as his tentacle wiggled around franticly. Grabbing a hold of her hips he let out a powerful moan as the base of his tentacle pumped up once more this time caring in it a massive amount of cum almost the side of the other three. His tentacle was indeed flexible as it slowly pushed it towards Hinata s asshole, slowly each inch stretching her out more and more. Hinata nearly screamed as Tobi began to jerk at her new cock, writhing in pleasure as he started to drool all over it, the sensations nearly overwhelming the girl. Even normally this would've been a lot to handle, but with Sasori's drugs making her even more sensitive it was nearly unbearable. These new sensations were just far too much for the young, until recently innocent, girl to handle. She had been trying to resist it, but the pleasure was starting to become too much, and she had been about to comply with Tobi's order for her to beg, she had been about to beg to be allowed to cum, but before she could, her mouth was suddenly forced back to Hidan's cock, her neck bulging as she gagged and was made to swallow the entire thing, the girl drooling all over it, still able to taste her juices on it from when Hidan had taken her virginity....this was a taste she wasn't ever going to forget. She found her hands moving up to Hidan's balls as sbe began to use her tongue on the shaft, sucking on ever last inch of the mans cock whilst she continued massaging his large, heavy balls, able to feel them pulsing, swirling with near inhuman amounts of cum.All of this was driving Hinata wild, but when suddenly she felt something in her ass she was being driven over the edge. The first three bulges of cum caused her to let out muffled groans, her stomach again bulging in order to accomodate all the cum being poured inside of her ass and the cum from her mouth earlier. But then the final bulge...three times the size of the previous others...it was just too much. Her body easily stretched to take it in thanks to Sasori's drugs, and her stomach bulged to make her look about halfway through a pregnancy, but all of this was too much. With a muffled scream around Hidan's cock, Hinata finally came. Her pussy first, spraying juices all over Tobi and the insides clamping down painfully on the mans cock, drawing it inside, practically milking him for him to cum into her womb. Then a few moments later, her cock spasmed, then started to bulge, so much cum starting to travel up it the shaft was gradually becoming nearly 8 inches thick, the bulging travelling from the base to the tip, before finally it erupted like water from a pressure hose. Hinata came more than hard enough for the constant stream of cum to hit the cave ceiling, thick, sticky cum beginning to rain down on the entire group, even those not immediately beside her. The new futa girl continued to cum for close to a minute, before finally the stream began to fade, and the bulging returned to normal, her cock returning to its former 4 inch thick state, every single person in the cave now covered head to toe in Hinata's cum. As cum rained from the cave s ceiling every member of the akasikes where caught by surprised ether in shock or curiosity. Slowly the men started to move away from her as they looked around many of them being covered from head to toe in her sperm. When she finally finished cumming they all started to remove their robes each member standing naked in front of her now. Moving close to her they continued to awe in amazement as he newly sensitive body covered now in her sperm as well as some of theirs. Well that was rude of you, getting us all messy in your sperm. Kakuzu spoke as he still wore his outfit covered in her sperm. His hand grabbed onto her head as he pulled her away from Hidan s cock her mouth full to the brim with his cum. Hidan gasped softly as he took in deep breaths his hand holding onto the base of his cock. We really should repay you for that now shouldn t we? as he talked he moved from behind her letting her rest against the cold stone floor as both Tobi and Kakuzu started to move from inside of her leaving both her pussy and ass drowned in their cum. As she was finally set free from the men s grasp she was slowly starting to get man handled by Kakuzu. So which felt better? Cumming from your pussy or this new cock of yours. he asked her as he started to undress leaving his pants on as he stood over her. Turning her around he forced her to stick her ass out as he long thick cock pointed towards the ground. Putting one finger into her he smiled as he removed it slowly. Even though you where just now fucked it feels as you have never been touched by a cock before. Sasori s drugs really are having a great effect hum? Moving away from her he picked her up off the ground easily as Dediara lay on the ground next to her. Lifting her so that her pussy was right over the head of Dediara s cock he brought her down slowly watching as the cock slid past her pussy over and over again. Go ahead and slide that cock right into that tight young pussy of yours. As Kakuzu talked, one of Dediara s hand moved to her exposed nipples as the tongue wrapped around it before sucking on it hard. Quickly his other hand moved to her cock its thick tongue quickly wrapping around the staff easily as it stroked up and down her staff slowly. Hinata just lay twitching and panting as she recovered from the orgasm, laying in a pool of her own cum as she watched the others undress, eyes moving between each of them, as if examining just which one of them was the biggest, who she should worry about the most, but she wasn't given time to worry as she was slowly lifted up. Her belly was bulging now, and even with cum leaking from her ass, pussy and mouth, she was still so full that her belly was so bulged she appeared to be 9 months pregnant, with twins or triplets."Nnngh...." She couldn't help groaning as the finger entered her, her body still insanely tight even after what had just been inside of her. She bit her lip rather than answering the question....she didn't want to say it....she didn't want to admit that her new cock had felt better...that to cum so much for so long had felt indescribably good....far better than a normal orgasm, and that had just been from having her cock stroked. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to put it inside of someone, to fuck someone as these men were fucking her....but that was something she would never admit to, and before she could even begin to answer anything she was being moved again, shivering and moaning as she felt something sliding against her pussy lips, her large cock sticking straight out infront of her, pointing at the watching Akatsuki members, though if her last orgasm was anything to go by then it would probably be advisable to move out of the way when she came again. "Oh god...." The decision was being left in her hands, and no matter how much she wanted to resist, her hands found themselves moving down to grasp Deidara's cock, repositioning it so that on the next movement it slid up into Hinata's still cum filled pussy, more of Tobi's cum being squeezed out, her large breasts and swollen belly bouncing with the movement, the cum inside of her womb and stomach sloshing around loudly. Deidara moaned softly as his thick cock slide easily into her because of the all of cum that already filled her. As she squeezed onto him tightly her upper body was pushed down forcing her huge belly to squeeze her cock in between her and Deidara s stomach. Moving slowly a new cock was pushing at her ass gently this one was thicker then most being around 6 inches thick. Sliding into her the cold feeling of multiple piercing could be felt as passed his cock over her waiting asshole. He continued to poke at her ass for a few seconds before moving his cock down slowly to her already full pussy taking his time to position himself just right. With a hard slamming thrust the cock was in her thrusting into her tight virgin pussy along side Deidara s. Slamming into her they both moved at the same pace feeling more like one large cock then the two that they where. Deidara s hand moved slowly up to her breast as he started to moan from the tightness that the young girl was now giving him. It was unbelievable how tight it was inside of her and with every thrust he felt that he was going to cum his cock doubling in size as it felled with cum, however because of how Pain and her pussy squeezed onto him he was unable to cum as it just continued to build up. The tongue of the palm of his hand quickly licked around before latching onto her pink perk nipple sucking onto it hard as the teeth bite down.Kakuzu smiled as he watched Hinata getting fuck walking in front of the young girl slowly. Slowly he started to undo his pants taking his time, as he felt no real need to rush. Now pay attention girl, this will be the cock that you are going to take of for now own, understand? he asked her as the large base of his cock was revealed. It was massive by anyone s prediction being more then a foot in witch and close to two in length, it was bigger them most people legs. On the shaft veins pulsated as many of them lined up and down the cock many of them being thick enough to add an extra three inches in width to him. Slowly his hand leveled the tip of his cock with her head his hand grabbing the back of her head as he kept her from looking away. This is the cock that is going to slam into that little body of yours day in and day out. I want you to memorize every single inch of it. As he talked the cock rubbed against her face as a strong odor came from it. The smell was intoxicating making her body even horny then before. Each inch pressed against her face before he once again leveled the tip of the cock to her mouth. Well then go ahead and taste it, savor each and every inch. At the head of the cock rest leveled with her mouth it seemed almost imposable that she could ever get such a big thing down. Hinata squeaked as she felt something rubbing against her ass whilst her cock was being pushed against both her body and Deidara's, but her pleasure just continued building up until she felt something more pushing into her pussy, the second thick cock forcing its way inside of her, the two cocks starting to feel like one big one, and one of them even continued to grow thicker, Hinata could feel the cum bubbling inside of it, building and building.....she knew it was going to be a lot from the two....and she wondered if her belly could expand far enough to take it all in without bursting. As Deidara's hand sucked and bit on her nipple, it started to leak out some milky fluid, though as an unforeseen side effect of Sasori's drugs, the milk contained an intensely powerful aphrodisiac, more powerful even than anything Sasori could create, more than enough to send Deidara into even more of a wild frenzy as the milk poured into the mouth on his hand.The girl just stared at the cock being presented to her face, for a moment forgetting about everything else. How could she be expected to fit that inside of her through any hole? It was a foot wide, maybe a little thicker because of the veins....even with the drugs she had been given to make her stretch...she just didn't think it was possible. "Oh god...." She tried to look away, but suddenly her head was grabbed and forced to stare at her, the immense cock moving closer and closer until it rubbed against her lips. Hinata whimpered slightly, then opened her mouth to begin licking on a small portion of the tip, but she just couldn't voluntarily open her mouth wide enough to get even the tip inside, let alone the entire shaft. No no, don t look away come on use that tongue of yours. Kakuzu yelled at Hinata was he lifted her head up slightly pulling her by the hair as his cock ran across her face. He pushed her mouth to the staff of his cock rubbing up and down slowly forcing her to lick each inch of his massive cock. Finally he released her head before his hand started to slowly stroke his cock squeezing against it as he pointed it at her face. Come on suck on the tip of the cock and use your hand to rub the rest. He demanded from her acting more like a master to her then the other members. His cock seemed undeterred from her licking at it still remained as hard as it did when he first exposed it. It had been years since Kakuzu was allowed to fuck a girl all of them running away from him only after just seeing the massive instrument that would be driven deeply into their pussy, and who was to blame them?Deidara s hands squeezed slightly against Hinata s large breast the teeth on her nipples biting harder against them as it started to milk her even more. His hips slammed into her hard as it cock started to scrap against Pains causing him to jerk back slightly. The young blond man was driving his ever expanding cock into without mercy as he grunted heavily his body forcing him to move harder and harder. Fuck, Deidara muttered loudly before his hand quickly jerked from of her best before wrapping around her as he started to pick her up. He jerked her from between Pain s and Kakuzu s grip before laying her down on the stone ground her legs bent so that her knees where only inches away from her face. Quickly he pounced back onto her his thick throbbing cock slamming back into her forcing her to be pounded against the stone floor with each stab his cock gave to her awaiting pussy. His body tensed up as his muscles started to ripple as sweat that to fall onto of Hinata. He couldn t stop fucking her his mind completely void of anything else.Within only a few thrusts he started to cum inside of her in a forceful manner his orgasm almost never ending as he continued to pound her. The other members of the group remained quiet as they watched Deidara pound into Hinata amazed at how long he was able to go at such a speed and with suck force. He was like a machine just going at her resembling a jackhammer. Hinata yelped as she was pulled to face the cock once more, extending her tongue in order to start licking over the tip and the shaft as Kakuzu commanded, her hands reaching up to rub at some more of the enormous foot wide and two foot long cock that was before her. She was starting to get scared of it being forced into her mouth, but it seemed that wasn't going to happen just yet as Deidara seemed to have other ideas. The aphrodisiac Hinata was producing seemed to be taking almost immediate effect, and Hinata found herself suddenly yanked away from Pein and Kakuzu, thrust into her back and Deidara plunging into her once more, trapping her cock between him and her swollen belly. "NNNGH!" As her body was squeezed, the cum inside of her womb and stomach was sloshing around loudly, the noise echoing all around cave, whilst her breasts were being squeezed and beginning to squirt milk upwards like two fountains, though if any of the other men drank it they would be driven just as wild as Deidara."O oh god!!" Hinata arched her back as her pussy came violently around Deidara's cock, then suddenly she felt it bulge further, erupting with more cum, her belly starting to expand as more of it was pushed inside of her, Deidara's fucking not seeming to stop, although her continuing swelling belly was making it harder for him to get a good position from which to fuck her. Hinata was panting heavily, and found her free hands going to grab the end of her cock, having to stretch around her stretched belly, then started to pump what she could reach of her cock, seemingly desperate to make it cum again, though even more desperate to be able to feel the sensation of fucking someone, anyone, with it. As Deidara started to slam into her many of the other members started to get dress quickly as they realized that her body was reaching its limit her belly becoming large enough to hide her face in the position Deidara had her in. Apparently only one girl was nowhere near enough to satisfy their hunger. Walking slowly it was Kakuzu who was first to reach her as she was pressed against the floor. Looking at her cock he started to grin wildly as he sucked his teeth looking at her desperately trying to stroke herself. You would love to fuck someone hun? he asked her softly before waving to Sasori to bring over a new item. If you are a good girl we will give you someone to fuck you would like that hum? You would love to feel this.. as he talked his hand moved the object over her large cock covering it completely in the artificial virgin. Even though it was fake, it still milked at Hinata s cock harder and harder with each thrust that Kakuzu gave to her. What do you think? How does it feel? If you want the real thing then you are going to have do a little mission for us.. I want you to bring us one of your friends someone that has a amble mount of breast as you do.. is you do this we will let you have the taste of fucking a virgin. Deidara didn t hear anything, as his eyes remained locked on the tight little pussy of Hinata his cock smashing in it time and time again without mercy. His legs started to shake slowly as his energy started to be sucked out of him causing him to slow down. His eyes became hazed over as his hips kept slamming into her before slowing down to a crawl as he shot his last load inside of her before slipping out of her slowly. Even though he just left her pussy it wasn t long until she was filled again this time with a vibrator. The small little toy that Kakuzu had on Hintai was one that would not use jerk her off but also fuck her as the same time, and when she finally came the sperm would be lead right into her own pussy. Now tell me, are you willing to get a girl that I wanted.. Hinata squealed in pleasure as the object was placed onto her cock, her hips thrusting into it as she fucked it desperately. Her mind was lost to the pleasure until Kakuzu finally spoke, but all she could do was nod in response. She was so lost in pleasure right now she was going to agree to anything in order to get more. When Deidara started to cum again though, she screamed again as her belly strained, the skin rippling as cum moved around inside of it, then expanded even further. It seemed her body was responding well to Sasori's drugs, and she was stretching well beyond normal human capacity. When Deidara pulled out of her, she thought for a moment she could perhaps try and push some out, but instead she felt the vibrator being shoved in and preventing the cum from escaping once more. When she saw the tube connecting her cock to the vibrator though, she started to panic, thinking that her body couldn't possibly take anymore of this. Still, she nodded in response to Kakuzu's response. "Y y yes! Yes I will!" She was hoping that agreeing would get him to disconnect the tube, and now that she was trying not to cum, she could feel it bubbling, the base of her cock bulging and beginning to double in thickness, the size increase slowly travelling upwards as her cum began to bubble up. That s really good!! Kakuzu told her as she finally answered him grinning at her did. Looking down to Deidara he smiled slightly before looking back to Hinata. I want you to grab someone around your same age, big breasted maybe even blonde so that our little friend here can have his own little toy to play with. Do what ever you must to get her here and once she is we will handle the rest, and you will get your first taste of fucking someone.. But you know we can let you try your first taste at cumming inside of a pussy you know.. Granted it will be yours. He could see how much she wanted not to cum into herself but everyone around him was quiet interested if she could actually hold all of it. Plus knowing that after cumming the vibrator would slide out of her he wanted to see the mixture of all the cum inside of her come out. Yes it was a sick little attraction for him, but still it was an attraction. At the mention of blonde, Hinata's mind immediately filled with images of Ino. Perhaps she wasn't large breasted....but then again few were as well endowned as Hinata...except perhaps Tsunade, but she was far too strong to be abducted. Even the Akatsuki members themselves would doubtful be able to abduct the fifth Hokage so easily. "Nnngh.....y yes I know who.....I know what to do..." She panted, hardly able to believe what she was agreeing to do, but she wanted so badly to fuck someone....she would do anything to feel that pleasure. "Oh god....oh god please take it off....I can't stop it....I can't stop it!!" Hinata arched her back, screaming as her cock bulged, cum erupting into the tube at the tip, her cum being directed quickly into her belly, the volume just as much as last time, causing Hinata's belly to begin swelling even further, growing quickly and beyond what anyone could have expected. By the time Hinata was done cumming, her belly was brushing against the ceiling of the cave above her, and finally the pressure was too much, and the vibrator stuffed in her pussy was forced out, the cum suddenly gushing out of her, flooding out into the cave, gallons and gallons of cum pouring out of the girls body. What a cute little girl you are.. Kakuzu told Hinata as she continued to cum placing his hand on her stomach. Pushing down slightly he forced her stomach to return to its normal shape watching as her pussy leaked out cum as he did. We cant have you go after her looking like this with a huge belly now can we? he asked her for letting her stomach go before standing up. Well then get yourself dressed and ready.. You have until tonight to return or we will not hold up to our end of the bargain. Slowly his hand moved to her dick removing the toy from on top of it before putting on a little collar squeezing the cock tightly making it imposable for her to cum. Just so you don t try and get off before we allow it. With that most of the other members started to leave only the passed out Dediara and Kakuzu remained. Well then we will be waiting do keep up doing so too long tough

['Hinata']

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Nine Ships, Seven Stones, and One White Tree (Shiva x Darkest Nightmare)

Sweetheart, are you ready yet? Lady Ad ninzilcalled as she stepped into her daughter's lavish chambers. The various handmaid surrounding the young lady immediately parted at the elder one's entrance, revealing the tall, red haired form ofLachielstanding before a mirror, dressed in a silvery gray formal gown with the slightly flared skirt and unfashionably long bell sleeves.Lachiel knew her mother disproved of it as soon as her eyes fell on the richly embroidered silks, but the maiden held her head high anyway. I'm nearly ready, Emel. Aglaril's just gone to fetch my slippers, she replied, knowing the elvish term of endearment would earn a flash from Ad ninzil's hazel eyes. That frock...it's rather old fashioned, isn't it? the brunette replied, stepping up beside her daughter until both of their reflections were in the mirror. Her own bronze colored gown was sleeveless and much more close fitting to her stately frame, as was the current style in Armenelos. She'd also adorned herself with just enough jewelry to be tasteful, while also showing off the considerable wealth and regard her family had amassed over the years. Lachiel's father excluded, of course. You mean it's ratherelvish? the redhead whispered in mock horror, bursting into giggles at the scowl that twisted Ad ninzil's otherwise lovely face.One of her mother's white hands gripped her shoulders with surprising strength, forcing Lachiel's piercing green eyes to stare directly into hers. This is no joke, r zil, the dark haired woman hissed, using the name that still felt foreign to both of them even after three years of use. You are not in And ni anymore. For your family's sake, if not your own, please hold your tongue tonight. Youknowwhat happens to those who displease the King. Lachiel's expression immediately sobered, and she took a step back from her mother. I could always stay home, she offered hopefully. The social gatherings of Armenelos held little interest for her these days, and she would have much preferred a quiet evening at home in the garden, working on a bit of needlework or reading, possibly even singing quietly to herself if she was sure no one would be around to hear.Ad ninzil seemed to seriously consider this idea for a moment, then shook her head. No, the entire family needs to go. As a show of support for your grandfather, and for the King and his great undertaking. You and I least of all can afford to be missed it would raise far too many questions. I know you understand that, dearest one, she murmured, giving her daughter a gentle kiss on the forehead. Now have you any other gown? As it turned out, Lachiel did not, at least none that could be ready before the party needed to depart for the great palace on the highest hill of the city. No one will pay much attention to my gown anyway, the redhead assured as the family gathered in front of the house. She looked over at the gaggle of her female cousins, each dressed more garishly and scandalously than the last, and with a raised eyebrow gave a sideways glance towards Ad ninzil. I think if the King even looks our way, his attention will surely be drawn elsewhere. Mother and daughter had both laughed at that, and arm in arm walked up the long paved road that lead to the King's House. On the great mountain behind it, the ruined golden temple looked something like a broken crown on top of the palace, but it wouldn't remain that way for long. Lachiel's grandfather, walking at the head of the column of his children and grandchildren, had been chosen to lead the repairs that would restore the great dome to its original splendor, although some whispered the task was more of a punishment than an honor. And it was certainly a risk to even go near the place, not just because of what went on inside, but out of fear for those cursed clouds that had come smiting down on the roof last winter, sent by the wicked beings across the sea no doubt.The sun was just beginning to set as the family entered the elegant courtyard of the palace, which was already well populated with some of the oldest and most respected clans in the city. The young people were quick to scatter among their friends to secure dancing partners for later, while the older ones found their friends and joined them in light gossip, sipping from golden cups of new wine and nibbling at the efforts of this year's harvest off golden platters.It would be some time before the King made his appearance yet, and Lachiel saw no harm in slipping off to some quiet spot, away from the noise and the chatter that sounded so ugly to one who'd been brought up speaking the now forbidden elvish tongue. The gardens seemed a likely enough escape, although when the young woman reached them she found most of the flowers dead and the trees sadly barren. She could hear the sound of a far off fountain though, and thought perhaps that might prove a prettier sight than death or decadence.So it was with the sound of harps and flutes growing ever fainter behind her, the redhead slipped into the King's Court, barren and desolate now with the King ready to make his war in the west. The only sound was that of the fountain, still bubbling away merrily as it had in happier times before things had started to go so wrong. Sighing softly, Lachiel spread her skirts on the stone edge of the great pool in the center of the court, trailing her fingers through the cool water and wishing for the thousandth time that things had gone differently.Just beyond the fountain, she noticed a strange bare patch of earth in the center of all the smooth black paving stones. At first she wondered if perhaps some of them had broken, but a passing leaf caught on the autumn wind, dancing before her eyes, suddenly made her smile.That's where the tree wasshe realized, recalling the story that had turned And ni on its head when she was no more than a child. Before Nimloth had been burned the brave and noble Isildur had gallantly stolen into this very court under the dead of night to take a fruit from the White Tree, carrying it all the way back to his father's stronghold as a symbol of the Faithful's resistance. Lachiel's father had made a song of it that very day, much to the amusement of the Lord and his family, and her older brother Brenion had pledged his life's service to the man who'd been dubbed a thief by their corrupt and arrogant king.Lachiel's smile faded, and she let out a sigh. Three years since she'd seen Brenion, longer since she'd seen Isildur. And her father...she would never see him again, she knew that. When he boarded the ship with Lord Amandil, he as much as told her so, and she had cried like a baby in his arms. She'd cried again when her mother said she was returning to her father's house in Armenelos, and when Brenion called her a traitor for doing so. Both had begged Lachiel to remain with them, and while she longed to continue the happy life she'd known in the city by the sea she had always loved, she remembered the promise she had made to her father before he left.I will not let anything happen to Emel.So she turned her back on And ni and came to the capital, where the rich pretended not to know about the horrible things that happened in the golden temple, and where everyone cheered the King's idiotic plans to make a war on the gods. Brenion probably hated her now, all the Faithful probably did. Lachiel did suspect there might be a few of their number still in Armenelos, but if they voiced their sympathies openly there was no question that they would be going up the mountain, and never coming back. In her heart, she even believed Ad ninzil still revered the elves and the Valar, although she was still angry at both for taking the love of her life from her side. After all, Ad ninzil had originally been called Tiriel, before things got bad.Lost in these thoughts, Lachiel continued to sit by the fountain, staring up at the sky as the stars began to peek through a thin layer of clouds. Without realizing it, she began to hum softly under her breath, the very song her father had written about Isildur and the theft of Nimloth's fruit. Although she didn't sing the words, even just the melody in a place like this would have been enough to send her to the temple if she'd been caught.Luckily, her years in Armenelos had sharpened her reflexes enough that she immediately fell silent when she heard footsteps on the cobbled path leading from the gardens. Rising to her feet, she stepped into the shadow of one of the pillars surrounding the court, praying whoever was approaching hadn't seen her and cursing the pale color of her dress that would do almost nothing to hide her body, let alone the flaming waves of her hair in the evening breeze. Thavron, Himel s voice spat his name out, but her annoyance wasn t at his stubborn insistence on using his Elvish name, at least tonight, but rather at his apolitical tardiness. Everyone is waiting! Yes, I m coming, my meleth. He heard her snort from the other room, but whether at his Elvish term of endearment, or at the platitude she d heard a thousand times by now, this timeThavron Tar kmag ncouldn t tell. At leastyoudon t mind when I work, he murmured as he reached down to rub the neck of Huan, the graying wolfhound that was sprawled in its usual spot, the thick rug under his drafting table. Huan was the most recent of five dogs he'd owned with the same name, spread over the last one hundred years, but unfortunately he knew that, sooner than he preferred to acknowledge, he'd have to get another puppy given the difficulty Huan s hips were giving him. At least old Huan would have the gift of death, but a replacement, well, he wondered if it was even moral to raise another puppy in these troubled times.Himel was worried about being late to the King s party, but Thavron was more worried about being late in rebuilding the King s damned temple, or more accurately, Zig r's damned temple. The complex plans were on his table, marked and remarked into a cryptic explosion of glyphs, while he struggled to solve yet another engineering issue that the grander dome Zig r demanded seemed to pose. Of course, Thavron knew he was the only builder still alive in N menor suitable to tackle the project, but the irony of him being tasked to rebuild a temple to Melkor that had been smote down by the Valar themselves was certainly not lost on him.Of all the wonderful and grand palaces, towers, and monuments he had built, was Thavron s legacy to be the infamous Faithful builder of Melkor s greatest Temple in all of Arda?Eru Il vatar forgive me for this evil I give life to.As a builder, of course, the technical challenge of the construction was tempting, but while he publicly had accepted the honor with grace and enthusiasm, the reality was that only fear for his family had forced his hand. For himself, he would gladly take death rather than glorify Melkor, but as a Grandfather, and likely soon Great Grandfather, he had others to think of, many of whom waited downstairs for him right now. While he was of the Faithful still, one of few openly so that lived in Armenelos, not all of his descendants shared his beliefs, and even those that were supporters of Ar Pharaz n, or even Zig r, would not be safe from retribution if he turned down the King s commission.And these days, retribution might even mean being sacrificed, like a savage might an animal, on the very altar of the temple Thavron was rebuilding.And so, like his tardiness to attend this grand party tonight for Ar Pharaz n's folly of picking a war with the gods, all Thavron could do to protest his duties was to take his time, be thoughtful, and for lack of a better world, stall. With any luck, Ar Pharaz n could be dead and Zig r ousted before the final sheet of gold was hammered onto the new dome, and Thavron could gleefully oversee the demolition of his finest work. Thavron! I m coming, came his tired reply. He patted Huan again, and murmured. I envy you, old hound, for your suffering in this world will soon be over. The weight of the burden he felt was even heavier as he led the column of his family down the lit up streets of Armenelos to the Palace, with a beaming Himel at his side while getting him up to date on the latest Court gossip. So many of the people he worried about were now behind him, his children, their spouses, their children, more spouses, nephews, nieces, and now even grown grandchildren. Add to that all the relations through marriage that had decided tonight to follow the famous Builder Tar kmag n, one known to be personal friends with the Queen, now that his ignoble duty repairing the temple made him no longer a pariah. Meanwhile, his stomach roiled and he had to force a smile upon his bearded face.All of them depend upon me.Himel was in her element once inside the courtyard, and Thavron let her lead him from table to table while reciting tired greetings and giving practiced replies to all the usual questions on his work. He d married well, as her King s Men family had both high rank as well as numerous connections that had helped his career blossom almost two hundred years ago. Without her, he d likely be building simple houses in And ni , not summer palaces for Queen Miriel herself, and he wondered again if that would not have been a better life. Despite his fame, the last twenty years had seen the harshest persecution of the Faithful in his lifetime, and he knew his distinctive soaring style was suddenly derided as being too Elvish in its classical beauty, while the new trend was towards ugly, heavy and overbearing architecture that supposedly showed the power of Men.At some point, Himel had been captured by some of her Ladies and led aside, and Thavron gleefully took the opportunity to find some quiet solace. He had little time, as Himel would find him to ensure that he'd greet Queen Miriel and likely the King as well. With any luck, Zig r would have more important people to talk with so feigning civility to that abomination could be avoided. His feet led him by memory to the King s Court, that one spot of comfort he had always enjoyed on the palace grounds, but too late he remembered that Nimloth was gone, another tragedy of Zig r s desire to sunder all symbols that linked N menor to the Valar and the Elves. He almost turned back, as the sight of that burnt stump, if even that still remained, was too painful to bear, but the soft sound of singing, of all things, made him pause.In the starlight, a woman sat alone on the ground by the fountain. Thavron hesitated, worried about intruding upon her privacy while also still seeking to find his own, but as she lifted her arm he saw the great bell sleeves of her dress, an unmistakably Elvish style, and curiosity led him closer. When he saw her face, his tensed body relaxed and he gave her a relieved smile. l s la erin l e govaned v n, Sell Neth It felt good to speak Elvish again and bid his granddaughter a greetings under starlight in what was otherwise such a dark place. Do not rise, Lachiel, Thavron said, reaching down to touch her shoulder. He settled down next to her himself, crosslegged, and glanced at the black patch of earth nearby. Even now, while I miss Nimloth dearly, I also find comfort in its memory. He paused and looked at her, before adding quietly, And the hope that it grows again. Despite the fact that Tiriel and Lachiel had been living in his household, Thavron s duties at the Temple had consumed him, and he realized with some chagrin that he had barely talked with his granddaughter, who must be feeling very alone in Armenelos if that was the gown she chose to wear tonight. He heart twinged as he thought of what she must have endured, both moving here with his daughter, but also the loss of her father who had not been heard from since volunteering to go with Amandil to give warning to the Valar of Ar Pharaz n's hubris. Tell me, myneth. How are you faring in this cruel city? Thavron s hazel eyes caught some starlight and seemed to sparkle again after being dark and brooding at the main party. He reached out and took her hand, giving it a strong squeeze. Even in a desert, one can find a spring, and I hope you have found beauty somehow in what has become a city of stone and steel. Lachiel immediately let out a sigh of relief as she recognized the warm voice of her grandfather. Bowing her head respectfully, she turned her gaze back towards the bare patch of earth and laid her head on Thavron's broad shoulder. When she'd first come to the city she never would have dared such an intimate gesture towards her tall, rather grim faced grandfather, but over the past three years she'd realized his were the friendliest eyes and the kindest heart she could rely on in Armenelos, even moreso than her mother at times. As far as Lachiel had seen, Thavron had much more courage than his dark haired daughter, or if not courage he at least masked his fears much better than Ad ninzil did. He could probably afford to, given his reputation as a Builder and his close relationship with Tar M riel that had protected his extended family from going up the mountain so far. But Thavron was still only one man in this strange city."I saw the urn where they planted it. The fruit Isildur took," the redhead whispered, feeling as though the words themselves were hanging like an axe over their heads. "In Elendil's house in And ni . Adar always believed it would sprout when the Faithful were on the throne again, but..." It seemed impossible such a thing would ever happen again. The official gossip among the citizens of the capital was that M riel was barren, although the more daring voices said it was because she'd married her cousin that there was no current heir to the throne. Before she'd come to the city, the general consensus among the Faithful was that it was Ar Pharaz n himself who was sterile, another warning from the Valar that that he was overstepping in his ambitions.Thavron hardly seemed concerned with the legacy of his King, however, and seemed much more worried about his granddaughter's happiness. What little happiness there was, at least. The kindness in his eyes was enough to make the redhead's mouth quirk in a small smile, and she returned the squeeze of his hand. "Well enough, Iarwain. Emel seems happier though, and that's what matters most. She's reconnected with some of her friends from her youth, and I think that keeps her mind off things. I..." Lachiel had tasted a lie on the tip of her tongue, but decided to swallow rather than speak it. She had no friends left in this city, at least none that she knew of. The sons and daughters of the Faithful she had played with as a child had had all fled to either R menna or And ni , and her cousins all preferred gossip and gowns to songs and poetry, which were Lachiel's primary interests these days."I keep busy in your library," the redhead finished, thinking fondly of her grandfather's extensive collection of books and scrolls, many of which had been spared the great burnings of the the past but had to be enjoyed in utmost secret. An idea occurred to her then, and a hopeful light filled her bright green eyes. "Perhaps tomorrow if you're not too busy, you could read to me a bit, the way you used to when Brenion and I were little? Or if you like, I could read to you, although I always remembered you did such wonderful voices when you read the story of Tuor Eladar. I think even Adar was jealous of you when you read that one," she laughed mischievously as she clasped his hand tightly between both of hers. "Oh please, Iarwain, it would be so lovely. Unless...are you needed on the mountain?"Her face fell a little at the sheer mention of it, and Lachiel was glad that in the darkness she couldn't see the looming spire that always seemed so dreadful to her now, although she could remember in her earliest years when it hadn't been so terrible, when a kinder king was on the throne and everyone expected the fair princess Tar M riel to take his place after him.As the queen's name crossed her mind, as if by magic a servant dressed in the soft purple livery of Ar Zimraphel's household appeared, curtsying deeply to Thavron. "My apologies for interrupting, Builder Tar kmag n," the maiden apologized in the tongue of men . "But the Queen is requesting your presence. She says she has some questions for you, regarding herbalcony." There was a strange emphasis on this last word that made Lachiel raise a confused brow, but her grandfather seemed utterly unfazed by it and rose to accept the summons.To her own surprise, Lachiel too got to her feet, gripping his arm gently. "May I come with you, grandfather?" she asked, switching to the proper language now that they were no longer alone. "I'd like to pay the Queen my own respects, if it's all right." If not, she could at least return to the main hall with him. Without Thavron sitting beside her, the King's Court suddenly seemed much colder and emptier, and she had no desire to stay.***** Some time before the festivities had begun, one person was trying very hard to solve the problem of Ar Pharaz n's lack of heir. It wasn't his wife, the quiet and gentle Ar Zimraphel that had once been called Tar M riel that good lady was busy sewing clothes for the poor with her ladies at the far end of the palace. No, the brave and determined young woman who was determined to save her kingdom from losing its king was theLady Abraz ph l, and she was doing her part by being bent over a desk with her skirts flipped over her head, and Ar Pharaz n himself thrusting balls deep into her tight young pussy."Oh yes, My King! More, more please!" the blonde gasped, her long, sharp nails digging into the wood at the edge of the desk as the Lord of the West's hips smacked loudly against her generous behind. There was a bit more emphasis in her voice than was probably necessary truth be told the King was far from an excellent lover, but hewasthe King, and Abraz ph l had no doubt that whoever might be able to give him a son or even a daughter, if it came to that would rise to a position that could never be taken away in these uncertain times. Other women had tried similar tactics of course, but none were as beautiful as the tall woman with the long blonde hair and eyes blue as the sea, and they certainly didn't have the extensive relations or a father as rich as hers. Ar Pharaz n already relied on Abraz ph l's family to oversee the building of his ships, the growing of his food, and the spinning of cloth for his rich garments, and sooner or later his other trysts would always find themselves replaced yet again by the Pharazan , as the King's mistress liked to style herself.But the Golden Lady was practically indistinguishable from the common whore on the street after less than a minute had passed and she felt her King's seed spurting deep into her womb.Well, at least there was thatshe consoled herself, hoping that this time, finally, he might have gotten her pregnant. These final days were her last chance at securing her position, after all. Ar Pharaz n would be sailing for Aman in less than a week, and while Abraz ph l outwardly expressed confidence he would return the valiant conqueror, inside she had her doubts. If it should happen that the King never returned to N menor, who then would sit upon the throne? Ar Zimraphel, that empty headed bitch with the vacant smile and eyes like a cow? That sneaking Zig r, with his simpering voice and scheming mind? No, the Pharazan would never allow such a thing from either of them. Shewouldget Ar Pharaz n's heir if she had to follow him around naked for the next three days. Then after he sailed away she could announce her pregnancy with the heir to the throne, and be queen in all but name. Once the child was born though? Well, "Queen Dowager" did have a certain elegance to it...These thoughts were immediately interrupted by the feeling of the King's cock pulling out of her with a grunt, and while Abraz ph l took her time in sitting up she did smooth her skirts back down and roll onto her side so she could face him. The low cut gown still revealed a fair amount of her creamy white breasts, and she'd assumed a position that was intended to be seductive enough to coax him into another round, but alas, Ar Pharazon was already pulling up his trousers."You aren't going already, My King?" Abraz ph l whimpered, her painted lips coming together in an overpronounced pout. "Have I not pleased you?"Ar Pharazon grunted, but did lean over to kiss his mistress on her forehead. In truth he would have liked to spend the rest of his afternoon fucking the slut in every manner he could think of, but even this short tryst had made his heart race at an alarming rate and made the breath fight in his chest. Abraz ph lwasbeautiful, there was no denying that, and he couldn't think of a single woman on the island more clever . But Abraz ph l made him feelold, and the King hated her for it, even as he desired her for her youth. Whatever his mistress' personal ambitions might have been though, they wouldn't matter after he returned from conquering Aman, and forced the gods to give him the same eternal life as the cursed elves.Thenhe'd spend a whole week fucking the shit out of Abraz ph l's smug little face, and toss her out on her perfect ass and replace her with an even younger woman.Of course, Ar Pharazon didn't say any of this to her now. He was still planning on fucking her ass after the party, and he wanted to make sure she stayed in a good mood. "I have matters to discuss with Zig r. I'll come to you again tonight." Giving her another firm slap on the rump, the King departed without another word, leaving his concubine feeling both disappointed and annoyed."Fucking bastard," Abraz ph l grunted as she rang for a servant, and immediately cursed the poor girl out in demand for a hot bath and someone to help her dress for the banquet. Her mood did not improve even as she changed into a fresh gown and had a terrified valet arrange her hair , and by the time she descended into the heart of the party the Pharazan looked more like a soldier storming a battlefield than a noblewoman entering a ballroom.With a rich goblet of wine in one hand, Abraz ph l's cold eyes scanned the room, looking for anyone to give her an excuse to show her claws. She finally found not one, buttwovictims in the corner, chatting quietly amongst themselves under the guard of some watchful footmen in pale purple. But these quickly parted way at the approach of the Pharazan , and the blonde woman noticed that a third member of the party, a garish looking redhead, was quick to slip away unexcused."My Lady," the king's mistress sneered towards Ar Zimraphel, offering her the shallowest curtsy that public company would allow. Abraz ph l's eyes slowly shifted from the queen to the Master Builder, although she didn't bother to acknowledge him beyond a stare for the moment. Turning back to the dark haired woman in the soft purple gown, she offered Ar Zimraphel a smile as sweet as poison. "It would appear Builder Tar kmag n can amuse you to the point that you smile on the eve of Our King's departure. It is almost enough to make one doubt the sentiments of Our Queen's heart."M riel, having become used to Abraz ph l's taunts over the years, was unfazed. "My husband has always known the sentiment of my heart, mistress. And if it his wish that we should send off the fleet with joy and hope in our hearts, than joy and hope I shall have." Although whether that joy and hope was for Ar Pharaz n's departure or return was up for debate.Abraz ph l's smile had instantly melted at the use of the term Mistress. Technically the Queen was within her rights to use it, considering she outranked the blonde both by birth and marriage, but that didn't mean the concubine had to like it. "And you, Builder Tar kmag n? You must be quite devoted to Our King to abandon your post on Meneltarma to enjoy the revels of the nobility. But were you not instructed to have the repairs on the temple completed before His Majesty made his departure?" An impossible task of course, considering the damage that had been done to the structure months earlier, but the Pharazan herself had imposed the deadline .Raising her glass slightly, the King's mistress gave it a thoughtful swirl. "Are you quite sure you ought to be seen here, Builder Tar kmag n? I'd hate for His Majesty's celebration to be ruined because he learned you've let the progress on the temple fall so far behind. If you wish to leave, I'm sure I can forget I ever saw you. You're quite forgettable, you know," Abraz ph l added with a laugh as she took a long sip of the wine. Thavron studied Lachiel as she spoke. A pleasant smile wrinkled his bearded face, but his blue eyes were thoughtful. His granddaughter resembled her mother so much at the same age, at least outwardly, but he wondered now of her soul. Tiriel, as he would always call her no matter that she preferred Ad ninzil these days, had always been conflicted growing up in Armenelos, surrounded by King s Men families and with his wife s own beliefs as an alternative to Thavron s religion. She d never really embraced being a Faithful despite all of his efforts. He d sent her to And ni during summers, and even for entire years, but it was only her husband, Maethon, handsome, wealthy, and very much noble despite being a Faithful, that had caused her to embrace Thavron s beliefs. But that faith, it appeared, had only been an act, as since Maethon s departure she d done a complete reversal and now, over a year later, Thavron feared this new image of being Lady Ad ninzil was a permanent change.But Lachiel, on the other hand, seemed true to her beliefs, at least for now. She d been raised in And ni and R menna, surrounded by the Faithful, and Armenelos would likely seem alien and strange, with the guttural Andunaic tongue being the norm and Elvish only spoken in private. How would her faith fare in this cruel city without friends and only a busy grandfather to worship with? Careful, Thavron answered when Lachiel mentioned the sapling of Nimroth. The hand on her arm gave a gentle squeeze as he glanced around the vacant courtyard. To speak openly of such things in this palace, of all places, was foolish. Of course, Thavron had already heard what had happened to the sapling and of Isildur s bravery in stealing a cutting, but it was good that word had spread to others as well. The Faithful needed hope more than ever in this time of persecution, and Isildur s act had steeled the resolve of many of them. You have been blessed to see such things, but do not talk of such matters in public, especially in this city. Thavron could read between Lachiel s words, and he knew his granddaughter was lonely, and bored. A woman her age shouldn t be in his musty library, she should be out with friends and enjoying her youth. She should be happy, carefree, and searching for a husband, or at least a lover. All things that seemed impossible for Thavron to imagine for a woman of her beliefs in the current political environment of Armenelos.Was it a mistake for her to have come here with Tiriel? I will gladly read to you, replied Thavron, a smile reappearing on his bearded face. I ve been forced to work hard on this damned Temple, but perhaps after supper tomorrow. He looked at her clothing and smiled. While I love your taste in dresses, may I give some advice? It is a dangerous time in our country and especially in Armenelos for the Faithful. It may pain you, but I urge you to try to fit in and not stand out. What matters is what is inside, not the clothes you wear or the name you use. People talk, and while you are my granddaughter, I may not offer much protection in future days. Sooner rather than later, he feared all Faithful would have to hide and feign conversion to Zig r s corrupt worship of Melkor. He hesitated as he considered his next question. Was it too much to ask of her, too risky for a girl to be involved? He would never put her in a position of danger, but there were rumors swirling about Elendil s plans with Ar Pharazon s fleet sailing. The King s Men feared a Faithful rebellion with the army gone, the Faithful whispered about a secret fleet being readied by Elendil, and then there were widespread rumors that the Valar would attack N menor itself and lay waste to Armenelos with more than lightning and Eagle shaped clouds. If you please, I would ask you to keep me informed of what you hear of Elendil s plans, and perhaps take messages from me at times to certain friends I have. I am watched, I know that now, so many of the Faithful dare not approach me directly with news. Hide yourself in dress and name to not arouse suspicion, but keep faith inEru Il vatar. Be my eyes and ears, myneth. The interruption by the messenger was unwelcome and Thavron did not relish the idea of greeting the Queen, or any of her entourage, without Himel at his side to expertly guide the conversation and prevent any miscues. He also could sense Lachiel was genuinely excited at the prospect of meeting Miriel, or Ar Zimraphel as she was called now. Despite Ar Pharazon s heinous acts against the Faithful, including the families of some of the Lachiel s friends, there was sympathy for Miriel as the Queen amongst the Faithful. Her hand had been forced by the King years ago when he seized the throne and it was a widely known secret that she bore little love for him. As reluctant as Thavron was to expose such an innocent child as Lachiel to the evils of court intrigue, he knew meeting Miriel would be a thrill for his granddaughter, and he reluctantly agreed to let her attend with him.It had been a fine meeting, at first, worthy of Lachiel s attendance. Ar Pharazon was not with his Queen, and Miriel was as gracious and courteous as ever. She had been his patron, and he d built many a stunning and fanciful palace for her across N menor. They were all escapes, places of quiet respite from the brutal and savage man that had taken her as his wife against her will. Thavron had spent weeks, even months with her while building her flights of fancy, and jealous tongues whispered they were more than friends. After Miriel greeted Lachiel sweetly and praised her dress and appearance, Thavron found himself quickly discussing an addition Miriel desired for a seaside manor that faced the West, both a beautiful spot for watching sunsets and a politically advantageous location to wait piously for her husband s return. With Zig r's power in the city growing ever stronger, Miriel disliked Armenelos and he doubted she d spend much time in the capital while Ar Pharazon was gone.Who then would hold Zig r in check?Lady Abraz ph l's arrival ruined the mood and turned the conversation sour immediately. Thavron was fortunate to see her coming, over Miriel s shoulder, and warned the Queen so she could be prepared. With a subtle nod, he motioned for Lachiel to leave, which the clever girl did without protest.The sparring between Miriel and Ar Pharazon s Mistress was as nasty as Thavron had expected, but Abraz ph l seemed to be in a particularly foul mood tonight. Perhaps the imminent departure of the King, without a baby in Abraz ph l's womb, was bothering her? This was her last chance as Thavron doubted she was truly pious enough to believe Ar Pharazon would succeed in his war against the gods. Thavron had decided years ago that Abraz ph l cared about power and power alone, and she likely viewed Ar Pharazon s foolish invasion as now a hindrance to her own plans, for if he died before she had an heir, all her years of fucking the graying King would be for naught. I would be at my new post at the Temple, if not for the need to wish Ar Pharazon well in his grand endeavor, replied Thavron cooly. Mentioning Meneltarma was a stinging blow, as Ar Pharazon had made it illegal under pain of death to visit that sacred mountain, a core pilgrimage act for the Faithful. I m sure you are just as sad as all of us to see him go, with how much time you ve been fortunate to spend with him. All unforgettable memories, I m sure. Thavron took a gulp of his own goblet of wine. Treating with this snake never sat well and the bold red vintage soothed his tongue from saying something more vulgar. The construction, as you must know, is only slow due to Zig r's never ending desire to expand the dome to greater size and scope. The technical complexity is formidable, and the sacrifice to the timeline to achieve his grandeur was one that had to be made. For now, at least, Zig r and by extension Abraz ph l needed him, as no one else could oversee this complex of a build, but he felt like the clock was ticking on his usefulness in Armenolos. And with Miriel likely leaving the capital, and Ar Pharazon sailing to his demise, he doubted there would be anyone to save his neck once the Temple was complete. Rest assured, we make as fast progress on it as possible. A sapling does not sprout from one watering, nor a child be made from desiring it to be done, wouldn t you agree, Lady Abraz ph l? He gave the woman a thin smile at his allusion. Gods he despised her and her barely concealed hatred of Miriel, who handled this ambitious woman s pettiness with enviable grace and regal disdain. And I apologize, as I forget, what willyoube doing now that Ar Pharazon is leaving? Or who will you be working with to help the Kingdom function? I m sure there must be one or two members of the council you think will be most active? asked Thavron. Ar Pharazon had announced a council to govern in his absence, Miriel was the figurehead for it, but a handful of his most loyal nobles, and Zig r of course, were to rule in his absence. While outwardly, everyone acted as if they truly believed that Ar Pharazon would prevail and return victorious, most people viewed the new council as the likely crop of contenders for the throne. Behind it all, Thavron assumed Zig r was pulling many strings, as although he couldn t be King, he d likely become the top advisor to the next one again. Abraz ph l must undoubtably have her own opinion by now, although he doubted she would tell him. How are duties delegated? Who will supervise my work on the Temple, for instance? A shiver of dread ran through him at the idea that Zig r himself might become more involved. That evil snake had, of course, been vocal in his demands, but had thankfully been too busy in recent months to do more than stop by the Temple grounds and make veiled threats at Thavron to voice his displeasure. Lachiel felt something sinking in her heart when her grandfather mentioned Elendil. Her mother had made it clear that she was never,neverto speak the names of their friends in And ni . The city was still strong and so far the King that hadn't dared to make a move against it or the people there, but when the King was gone...the woman shuddered. It would be made official tonight, but everyone fully expected Ar Pharaz n would leave that cursed Zig r to rule the island in his place, possibly with some oversight from the lesser lords and ladies who were no less bloodthirsty than the King's Advisor. Some of the Faithful had wisely removed to R menna, and Lachiel believed her brother among them. But she'd heard so little from any of them in the past three years how could Thavron possibly expect her to be of any use?"I can try, Iarwain...I mean, Tar kmag n," she added with a slightly mischievous gleam in her eye. Her grandfather was quite aware of what she thought of the language in the capital, and his harsh mouthful of a name in it. "I suppose I'll need to see about having some new gowns made though, most of mine were all made in And ni . I suppose that'll keep Emel occupied for a while at least. I know she's been anxious for me to make more acquaintances in the city as well." For a moment, Lachiel wondered if Thavron's 'friends' might overlap with the circles where her mother was trying to get her established, but with a shake of the head she realized it was impossible. And ninzil never spoke Sindarin if she could help it, and her daughter couldn't remember the last time she'd seen her pray. On the surface, she was every bit as loyal to the King as Ar Pharaz n could hope, but beyond the sad shadows in her mother's eyes it was hard to read her thoughts.Regardless, it seemed safest of all not to mention this particular conversation with Thavron to And ninzil, and by the time he had led her back into the main hall, she felt a new flutter of fear rising in her chest. She had seen Tar M riel from a distance in the past, but since her arrival in Armenelos Lachiel had never been formally introduced. After only a few moments of conversation though, the younger woman visibly relaxed. The Queen was much kinder than she had expected, and reminded her a great deal of Arodis, albeit if she was being honest M riel seemed to lack some of the proud confidence of Elendil's wife. Still, she seemed pleased at Lachiel's dress and spoke to Thavron like an old friend, and the redhead was just about to accept an offered glass of wine from one of M riel's ladies when she saw a brief, but pointed look from her grandfather. Her brows knit together in confusion, and a moment later she paled as she saw what was coming.One could not spend even the shortest amount of time in Armenelos without knowing about Lady Abraz ph l, and while Lachiel had never been formally introduced to the woman she still knew enough to wish to avoid her and her legendary temper. Slinking away around the corner, she was still within earshot, and could hear the Pharazan 's sharp voice immediately cutting both into the Queen and Thavron. Lachiel scowled in the corner, and for a moment was tempted to step forward and snap back with a jibe of her own. Then it occurred to her that she couldn't think of one, and deciding it would be better to remain out of sight for the moment, she continued to listen in.For her part, Abraz ph l hadnotappreciated Tar kmag n's attempt to shift the blame onto Zig r. He wasn't wrong, technically, and she had her own frustrations at the advisor constantly demanding new wings and statuary and holding cells for the sacrifices. But even the Pharazan didn't speak against the King's favored advisor, so she was quick to turn the Builder's complaints back on himself. "Perhaps Our Queen was mistaken when she recommended you for this undertaking, Builder Tar kmag n. The way Ar Zimraphel spoke of your skill led me to believe there was nothing you could not accomplish if you wished. But then again, you always did have such simple tastes, My Lady," Abraz ph l said sweetly, althought her eyes had a predatory light in them as she shifted her gaze back to Thavron. "Or perhaps...the Builder does not wish to rebuild our beautiful Temple?"But the Builder seemed utterly unfazed by her veiled threat. Rest assured, we make as fast progress on it as possible. A sapling does not sprout from one watering, nor a child be made from desiring it to be done, wouldn t you agree, Lady Abraz ph l? The Pharazan 's pale cheeks flushed crimson at the remark, not only at Thavron's words but at Ar Zimraphel's placid smile and the wicked giggle that came from...well, it was one of the ladies in the vicinity, she was sure, but she could pick out which one.All of them will be remanded to the Templeshe cursed in her mind as her plus lips twisted into a sneer.That traitorous bastard too, when the work is done."There is a matter of time to be considered, surely," Abraz ph l eventually managed to sputter out as she tried to regain her composure. "It would be unacceptable for our glorious King to return from his battle in the west to find the Temple still unfinished. Knowing what a mighty warrior Ar Pharaz n is, I have little doubt he will return to us in no time. Then again, I don't think my loyalty to the King hasever been questioned." She paused a moment, then pretended to think. "Is it not true, Builder Tar kmag n, that one of your daughters recently returned from And ni ? I hear she was quite the favorite of Arodis, and her husband had ties to that traitor Amandil." A wicked smile crossed the tall woman's face. "How...forgiving of you to take such a troublesome child back into your home. It certainly sayssomethingabout your character."She tossed her head proudly as Tar kmag n continued to press her about her plans. "I shall still be overseeing the progress at the Temple, you needn't worry," Abraz ph l replied. "And until you get matters in hand on that particular project, I see no need to burden you with the additional goings on of the island. Though if you want a bit of advice, and I think you do, I can give you this: have more faith in Ar Pharaz n. He will choose the very best people to protect the island in his stead and manage its affairs while he is fighting for our rights in the West. And if you believe otherwise, well...that wouldn't be very faithful of you, would it?"Convinced she had won the argument, the Pharazan offered the shallowest of curtsies to her Queen, then with a whirl of skirts turned her back on the party. Damn it, where was that foolish old bastard when you needed him? Although Abraz ph l's face had regained its cool composure, inside her emotions were roaring like an inferno, and she knew from experience the only way to quiet them would be to drown them in wine or find someone to fuck. Ar Pharaz n would have been preferable of course, but the woman doubted he would have been able to keep up with the temper inside her at the moment. As she ascended the stairs to the shadowy galleries overlooking the main hall, her cold blue eyes washed over the faces, landing momentarily here and there on the visage of a likely looking courtier who might be able to keep their mouth shut.Then she stopped as she saw someone she hadn't expected to see. A slow smile crossed her lips as the Pharazan locked eyes with the handsome young man, and with an ever so subtle curl of her finger, she gestured for him to join her in the darkness of the second floor. There was more he could offer her than a few minutes of pleasure, she knew, and he was hardly in a position to refuse her. Abraz ph l was relentless, an attack dog dressed in a lap dog s body.Perhaps it hadn t been a good idea to tilt at her so directly, but Thavron was beginning to lose his patience on this project. While he courted wealth and power easily as those kinds of people were his clients, he never truly respected them. For all their affectations, and drivel about what they d like built, ultimately, he came up with the designs and they always listened to him, for a building at least. So, even though the stake s were high with this Temple and Zig r was ordering ideas personally, Thavron had maintained a reckless disdain towards any criticism of the project s timeline. Those were complaints he d heard for a hundred years that were always silenced by the beauty of his completed project.This was, however, a little different of a scenario. He swallowed as Abra made her not so veiled threat about Tiriel, while he kept a casual grin on his face. A normal client couldn t potentially kill him, or his family, if he was building too slowly, or not to their satisfaction. Perhaps his typical arrogance might be better tempered, at least until he was more certain of the risk to those he loved. Most of his relatives in Armenelos were actually King s Men, thanks to Himel s influence. While it pained him, the pragmatic part of his brain had always realized that trying to convert people this close to Ar Pharaz n s center of power would be both difficult, and politically harmful.He was tolerated, somewhat, as an artistic type whose love of Elves had befuddled his brain, but also given him great gifts as an architect through his obsessive study of their craft and the resultant ability to manifest their elegant beauty. If he were to go around actively recruiting people to the King s Men, that tolerance might quickly turn to suspicion, and he d studiously avoided causing political controversy while remaining otherwise unfashionably pious in his dress and manners. It was a delicate balance that had allowed him to pursue his passion as a builder, while at least keeping his own faith and beliefs that inspired the vision in his work.Of course he d tried with Himel, for she was his wife, but she d been equally pragmatic in her response, which was simply that she wasn t a religious person at all. Therefore, her converting would be a dangerous risk for them as a couple, one that would destroy his career and deny him access to all the contacts her very noble parents had bestowed upon him when he d started as a builder two hundred years ago. Secretly, he liked to think she had faith, after all she d spent many years with him in And ni and amongst his Faithful friends and family. Those had been the times he d tried hardest to convince her, begging her to at least to worship in secret with him if she wanted to outwardly follow her family and fit into the political landscape. You have my hearthervenn. It does not belong to any other god. Isn t that enough? had been Himel s response which had ended his more overt attempts at conversion. Her heart was enough, at least then, but times had darkened since. She knew, and talked to him, of all the horrible thing s done in Ar Pharaz n s name and at the bequest of Zig r, but it was always couched as a political issue that would improve when Ar Pharaz n died, which was hopefully soon. The evil of Zig r s heretical worship of Melkor and the darkness of Ar Pharaz n s persecution Himel refused to admit was a lingering taint on N menorean society that was leading them to an evil place, one from which there might be no recovery.What if Ar Pharaz n s successor was worse than the King? What if persecution became genocide?Himel was safe, at least, as her extended family ran deep within Ar Pharaz n s trusted circle, many of them warriors and captains on the ships that had been sailing every day for the last week. Their children, however, were definitely another matter as the Faithful and those not zealously part of the King's Men had been targeted and executed for treason in the last several years. Would even Himel have enough sway through her contacts to save Tiriel, or their other children who were away from the capitol, but never really safeanywhereon N menor these days? Rest assured, the Temple will be finished before Ar Pharaz n s glorious return, said Thavron, giving Abra a reassuring nod and hoping his carefully chosen words did not reveal his desire that Ar Pharaz n s death would make the whole thing moot. Time to do a little acting as well, so he gave Abra a pained expression of a heart broken father. Yes, Lady Ad ninzil, as she goes by now, has returned. Unfortunately, she appears to have become her mother s daughter again. He knew that Abra would notice his implication that Himel s extended family had welcomed her back and therefore given her some protection. Hurting him, if unreasonably, might also damage some of the political clout she sought to curry in whatever power play she planned. While I m disappointed, she s unfortunately recanted her beliefs and is quite sincere in returning to her former allegiances, it seems, and has abandoned her marriage with Maethon. He didn t point out that as the reigning Lord of And ni , Amandil wasn t technically a traitor as it had never been confirmed that he d gone to warn the Valar. Abra was one of the primary agitators of that rumor designed to frame Elendil and the rest of their House as traitors as well.All things considered, Thavron was relieved when Abra left, even if she preened during her departure like she'd won some cockfight. He couldn t control his tongue in her presence, and he knew waving a red flag at her would only bring him trouble. Even Miriel, always polite and kind, offered limited protection in these dark days, and perhaps, for the first time ever, Himel s own family wasn t enough either. No, it would be best to learn some new tactics for dealing with people like Abra, before a too glib quip caused real pain amongst his loved ones. Z inab n Abatt riktook a sip from the goblet of red wine he nursed while walking around the outskirts of Ar Pharaz n s celebration party.This was the most important feast to which he d been personally invited, an invitation that had taken much wrangling to receive, and he d dressed in his finest court clothes to celebrate. A rich, dark blue, silk tunic, with embroidered silver hems, was paired with matching trousers that tucked loosely into calf high, immaculately polished black boots, the combination carefully chosen to highlight his dark hair and blue eyes. The outfit had also been newly tailored to emphasize his broad shoulders and lean body. While he wasn t a warrior, and had never held a sword except for the mandatory training all youths partook in, Z in had a rangy build that didn t look like it belonged to a bookworm who d spent the better part of the last eight years studying at the College to be a builder.The problem Z in faced was that none of his regular group of friends, recent graduates at the College, had been invited, nor any of his immediate family, so he was facing the growing realization that he knew no one at the party. It was an important event, and he d hoped it would be a excellent chance to meet well connected nobles and tradesmen, the cream of Ar Pharaz n s inner circle, but instead of hobnobbing with the influential, he found himself circling the party, drinking far too much wine, and trying to find a friendly, or even just slightly familiar face, with whom to talk.Not that wandering was such a bad thing, as it gave him plenty of time to admire all the beautiful ladies in their finest gowns. In fact, there were more ladies than men in attendance as so many of the men had already set sail in Ar Pharaz n s Armament. The opportunity was not lost on Z in, both for romantic reasons, but also for personal gain. With so many competitors for hearts and political favors away, this was a great opportunity for Z in to finally make a name for himself and his family.It wasn t that his family had no name, they were solidly low noble and dutifully King s Men, except for his mother of course, but he didn t talk about that and she outwardly appeared normal, the problem was that they had been in the working class of the nobility for generations. House Abatt rik was unambitious, dependable, and good for producing lots of soldiers, merchants, and occasional artists, but as a family, they d done nothing noteworthy in the three hundred years since his deceased great grandfather was raised to Lordship, and frankly there wasn t much likelihood that they would ever move up in Armenolos competitive social scene.Z in knew, however, that it took only one exceptional person to elevate an entire House s fortunes. He d seen it time and time again just amongst the many illustrious Houses present here tonight. House Arnuz r, whose family had a premiere table by the musicians' stage that proudly displayed their coat of arms of a stag leaping under the stars, had been nobodies until the great grandfather had shown his worth as a general, ultimately commanding the grand army that had sailed to defeat the then called Sauron. Too old to sail to war against the Valar, Arnuz r was now part of the Council that would govern in Ar Pharaz n s absence. Near Arnuz r was House Sakalth r, whose dolphin coat of arms hinted at the family s shipping prowess. Again, their patriarch, who had recently passed away, had elevated a family that wasn t even noble, just cunning merchants, into one of the wealthiest and most noble families in N menor that had just led the construction of the Armament s fleet. The patriarch s son, also an old man, was another member of the Council and one of Ar Pharaz n s most trusted advisors.The fantasy that he could be thatexceptionalperson to take House Abatt rik to the lofty heights that House Arnuz r and Sakalth r had reached wasn t actually Z in s plan, he was far too pragmatic for that kind of nonsense, but he hoped to dosomethingto break the cycle and at least make his House known, versus the blank stare he d likely receive were he to introduce himself to anyone tonight. He had a just received a good start to his career, getting appointed to be an apprentice builder on the Temple project. It was a high profile job, and one that would give him credibility with clients, something to build on it least, but he was still a nobody. It was a start, but not enough. He didn t want to be on the outskirts of a party, like he was tonight, but instead be mixing freely, knowing the right people, and all while being hailed for his famous constructions rather than just his good looks.Not that good looks were a thing to be unhappy about having. Z in had caught more than one young lady stealing glances at him, and he d already decided that he was going to leverage at least that gift he was born with to have a conversation with someone. It might not be the politically savvy connection he hoped to score, but a pretty lady was never a waste of time, and who knew who s daughter she might turn out to be.Then, to Z in s surprise, he finally saw a familiar face. The blonde haired beauty was, in fact, a familiar face for everyone at the party, and was also arguably the most politically powerful woman at the event, and by extension all of N menor. In fact, many would say she was even more powerful than the Queen herself. He d only met her a couple times and he was acutely worried she wouldn t remember him, but she was alone and, while the expression on her face was intimidating, it seemed like an opportunistic time to for him to try and reintroduce himself.This is your big chance, don't let it go to waste. Lady Abraz ph l', Z in greeted as the Pharazan crested the top of the steps and entered the dark upper gallery in which he'd been surveying the party.She had been talking with Thavron Tar kmag n, he realized with a start, as he d seen the man below with Ar Zimraphel earlier and noticed a blonde joining them, but with her faced turned away from him. Thavron was effectively his new boss, although he hadn t met the man yet as he was starting at the Temple tomorrow. A legend in the architecture community, Z in was eager to learn under his tutelage, even if his apprenticeship was politically motivated. Someone had asked the College to provide an apprentice or two as Thavron had claimed the work was too overwhelming. It was odd that Thavron hadn t interviewed the candidates himself, but as the top ranked graduating builder at the College, Z in had campaigned and won the coveted honor. It was no surprise that someone of Thavron s stature would know the Pharazani and Z in filed that connection away to be used in conversation if needed. Z inab n Abatt rik, at your service, Z in pronounced, giving her a wry smile and a sweeping bow. To prevent any awkwardness as he guessed she likely didn't remember who he was, even if the name rang a bell, he added, My Uncle, Lord Abrazimir, is your father s Lord of the Horse. We ve met, most recently when you went to see the new foals just this summer. There had been some other meetings as well as he d begged uncle Abrazimir, arguably his family s most ranking member, to drag him along to events that Abraz ph l s family had attended. Their stables were a complex operation, with thousands of animals that were exhaustively trained for battle, especially with the Armament happening, and an extensive trading operation that Abrazimir ran to ensure a hefty profit for Abraz ph l s father. One of Z in s summer jobs as a youth had been traveling around N menor inspecting horses for stock acquisition, and with his mother s relatives in And ni as frequent summer hosts, he d been able to procure some prize stallions and mares from the Western shore to send back to Armenolos that had greatly improved the stable bloodlines. He d once ridden a new stallion once for Abraz ph l and her father, and still remembered feeling more nervous before her blue eyes than her father s wrinkled and critical gaze. What a wonderful celebration for our glorious King, Z in continued, then flashed her a smile. I m not sailing with the fleet as I m a builder, not a soldier, but hope to serve Ar Pharaz n as best I can in N menor while he is gone. Although Abraz ph l smiled as Z inab n approached, there was little warmth in it. Rather, she looked more like a cat blessed with the fortune of having a mouse walking straight into her mouth a very handsome mouse indeed. The Pharazan was hardly alone in appreciating the young man's looks most of the women in Armenelos were quite infatuated with the young student, regardless of his familial origins, and if he was in want of a wife he could certainly have had his pick of all the beauties in the capital. But the Masters at the College had whispered about Z inab n's ambitions more often than his pretty face, and looking into his dark eyes now Abraz ph l could see they hadn't been wrong.She recalled a particular meeting with one of the Masters a few weeks earlier, during which he had suggested that the heir of House Abbat rik be included among those scholars chosen to assist with the Temple repairs. Abraz ph l had agreed, mostly out of the chance she might see the man's well formed body hard at work during her occasional visits to monitor the construction process, but after that nasty conversation with Thavron new ideas were beginning to cycle in her mind. Smiling sweetly, the Pharazan laid a hand lightly on Z inab n's shoulder, leaning forward just enough to give him a generous view of her deep cleavage."One can hardly forget an individual as remarkable as yourself, Master Z inab n," the Pharazan purred, letting her fingers drift slowly down the scholar's arm until they just brushed the back of his hand. "I still recall the way you handled Agann lu during that visit. I must confess, my heart was in my throat the entire time I watched you, I was so sure that wicked thing was going to throw you off then trample you to bits. But I've since heard you're quite good at riding dangerous things." A little flicker of lusty fire sparkled in her eyes as she spoke, and stepping away from him she settled onto a comfortable couch tucked into a secluded alcove.Perhaps when the King is goneshe mused, letting her eyes linger on the well sculpted form beneath the rich clothes. Abraz ph l knew better than to lay with another man in Armenelos, with Ar Pharaz n right there and ready to send her to the Temple at the first sign of disloyalty. But on occasion, when she simply couldn't resist, she had engaged in the occasional tryst while visiting friends and family, swearing that if the man ever spoke of such a matter she would make it known he had taken her against her will and find himself in the fire before he could know what had happened. Those men had all been pretty courtiers or stupid laborers though, with none of the hunger she now saw in Z inab n's dark eyes.Abraz ph l knew that hunger well the unending desire tobesomething and win either the regard or fear of others. In her case she wanted to be the mother of the next King of N men r, but that wasn't the question at hand. No, the question was, what didZ inab nwant? And even more importantly, what would he be willing to do to get it?"Will you sit with me a while?" the Pharazan asked, patting the spot on the couch beside her as she brushed a loose lock of hair over her white shoulder. "It seems Our Glorious King is still busy with preparations, and may not the revels for some time yet. And I..." She forced a blush with all the practice of an accomplished actress. "I feel quite alone in crowds like the one down below. There are so many who doubt my love for Ar Pharaz n, and see me as nothing more than an interloper between our King and his noble wife. I would even go so far as to suspect that many of them actuallyhateme, although I have done nothing wrong besides perhaps loving my King too much." Abraz phel paused, glancing hesitantly in her companion's direction. "Indeed," she continued slowly. "I fear Ar Zimraphel and her followers hate me more than anyone. I suppose she has a right, being the queen and all, but it doesn't seem fair, considering how little affection she shows to him. I've often wondered if she loves him at all, if I must speak the truth." The blond woman sighed. "But rather than trying to make Ar Pharaz n happy, she'd rather spend her efforts making me miserable. Why, when the King departs on his righteous quest, I truly fear, I but no. I should not speak of such things."Abraz ph l smiled again, but this time there was sadness in her eyes that she was obviously trying to hide . "Let us speak of brighter matters, shall we? I understand you have been chosen to assist with the reconstruction of the Temple! Your family must be so proud of you," she beamed, patting his hand gently. "I fully expect this to be just the beginning of an illustrious career for you, Master Z inab n. The project will give you the opportunity to work with some of the very best engineers in the empire. I understand Master rp n is overseeing the goldsmiths for the dome, and Azulz r is painting the frescoes." She made a strategic pause, then dropped the final name, the most important one. "And of course, Builder Tar kmag n is heading the project as a whole."The woman shut her eyes a moment as a shudder ran through her body. When she opened them again, she looked up and down the gallery, making sure no one no one was within earshot. When she was convinced, she leaned closer to Z inab n, almost brushing her lips against his ear as the heady scent of her perfume no doubt engulfed him. "I wonder if I may share a secret with you, Master Z inab n," she breathed, taking his hand in both of hers and squeezing softly. "Tonight I know I am beloved by the King, but I dread his going. He has been the one to keep me safe all this time, but when he sails away, I fear he takes my only protection with me. I am sorely in need of friends, Z inab n. You and I are not as well acquainted as I would wish, but our families have known one another for ages, and I would ask for your help out of respect for those ancient bonds, rather than any new ones we might form."The pressure on his hand tightened. "And I do wish to forge new bonds with you, my friend. Imust. My very life...my very life depends on it." Tears were filling her blue eyes now, and her lower lip began to tremble. "Here is my secret, Z inab n do with it as you will. I fear that when Ar Pharaz n sails to the West, Ar Zimraphel will seize power in his absence. She has many friends, among elves and men alike, and I do not think she will sit quietly by while her husband stakes his rightful claim against her gods. At the very least," Abraz ph l took a shuddery breath. "At the very least she will want revenge onme. I truly think she will try to kill me, Z inab n, and I have no way to stop her. Not unless you can help me."A single tear slipped out of her eye, and the Pharazan wiped it quickly away before looking back at him. "You will be working alongside Builder Tar kmag n at the Temple. He is one of Ar Zimraphel's closest confidantes. And he too has always been jealous of my family for their swift rise in power, compared to how long it took his own house to establish itself. I do not think he would be greatly troubled by my death either, which is why I am begging you to learn all you can of his plans with the queen, then tell me when he plans to make his move." Abraz ph l took a shuddery breath, as if trying to still a heart that might have been pounding in her breast. "If I find out in time, I can escape to Pelargir if needed. But I would not leave N men r at all in my King's absence if I could help it. Here is where I have loved him most, and here is where I wish to stay."Rising to her feet, the Pharazan began to pace slowly back and forth in front of the dark haired man. "You are surely clever enough to win your way into his confidence," she murmured, looking hopefully down at Z inab n's handsome face. "And I understand Tar kmag n is fond of those students who wish to learn from him. It should not be difficult to win his trust, and then once you do, you and I shall meet occasionally to exchange information. That is all I would ask of you, my friend. It would be a very small thing, in exchange for endless gratitude and the life of a poor woman. And..."She dropped to her knees in front of him, her face almost close enough to kiss. "If there were any way I could repay you, of course I would do it," Abraz ph l whispered. "Gold...a position...a wife of your choice...or even just a woman in your bed. Save me, and I can give you all of them." Reaching up, she laid one soft hand aside his smooth cheek, her rounded thumb teasing across those sensual lips of his. "Only say you will help me, and all of it is yours..."***** Lachiel hadn't always hated parties, she really hadn't. She could remember festivals back in And ni where she'd spent half the night dancing on the sandy beach under the moon, or watching mummers performing heroic tales of old in the jasmine scented courtyards of Amandil's great house. Tonight though, all she felt like doing was lurking in corners, trying hard not to be seen. At first she'd tried to stay close to her mother, but she hated the patronizing tones of the other city matrons who clearly disproved of her dress and the elvish tones in her voice. Then a few of her cousins had tried to foist her onto their cast off beaus, creating discomfort for all parties involved while the girls giggled incessantly behind their fans. The redhead was almost ready to walk back to her grandfather's house entirely when her cousin Azruzil let out a squeal of delight."Oh look! Z inab n is here!" she gasped, pointing her fan at a dark haired figure retreating to the second floor gallery."Oooooh are you going to ask him to dance?" another one of the girls teased, making Azruzil blush."Of course not, it's not ladylike. But hopefully he'll ask me later.""What do you suppose he's doing up there? Should we go after him?""No, didn't you see The Royal Rab go up there?" someone teased, sending another burst of giggles through the crowd. "I hope he doesn't go getting involved with her. It'd be a shame for Ar Pharaz n to put that handsome face of his on a pike."Their cousin was only half listening to the gossip, but her gaze too had followed the stranger up the stairs. Lachiel hadn't caught sight of his face, but something about the darkness of his hair and the way he carried himself seemed strangely familiar.He reminds me of Telionshe realized with a blush, thinking back to the dark eyed boy who'd convinced her to sneak down to the seaside in the dead of night and swim naked together under the moon. She could still feel all of those stolen kisses in alleyways and corridors, the warmth of his embrace as they hid together from her scolding mother, the way he filled her entirely and moved inside her when she'd finally surrendered her maidenhead to him.I miss himshe thought, not for the first time since leaving And ni . When she'd first come to the capital Lachiel had asked her mother if any of Telion's family had remained in the city, but And ninzil wasn't sure, and she wasn't inclined to ask after acquaintances she'd made in Amandil's house. So the redhead had given him up as lost to her forever, and yet...the way Z inab n had moved on the stairs. Well, it couldn't hurt to at least speak to him, could it? Wasn't that the reason her family had insisted Lachiel come to this stupid party in the first place? Other than embarrassment, which she'd already grown immune to through the course of the evening, what else was there to risk?The second floor gallery was accessible by a second staircase on the far side of the hall, sparsely populated except for a few servants making their ways to and from the kitchen. Lachiel had no trouble slipping past them unnoticed, and was pleased to see that the gallery was completely unoccupied as far as she could see. There was a hallway branching off the far side though, and she suspected the dark haired man had probably slipped off that way. Not wanting to seem overeager or suspicious in her wanderings, the young woman slowly made her way around the gallery, ostensibly watching the party below her until she reached the head of the corridor. But before she could look down it, the music down below began to swell as the King's presence was announced."Shit," she whispered to herself, glad to be alone at the moment lest her rough language should ruin her reputation all the more, and as Ar Pharazon swept into the crowd below, Lachiel pressed her back firmly against the wall, hoping to stay out of sight of everyone.

['Aglaril', 'Lachiel', 'Ninzilcalled', 'Emel', 'Oflachielstanding']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/120669/

Heat, Bonding, Changing (DeepBlue, UnicornHorn)

Kal El of Krypton, known to many as Clark Kent, and known to all as Superman, lay in bed. He had known this was coming years in advance, but not when. It was a special time in a Kryptonian's life, akin to a second puberty, where their body, hormones and subconscious decided on their life mate. The process wasn't pleasant.When he'd felt it coming, Clark had booked some time off from the Daily Plant and Superman had temporarily left the public eye. He'd retreated to his Fortress of Solitude up in the Arctic to ride out the change. Which was his current situation. His tall, powerful body glistened with sweat which matted down his soft chest hair, his eyes closed, his skin flush and his heavy cock achingly erect. For the past several days, his mind had been reaching with imaginings, erotic and otherwise, of eligible people he knew as it sorted out who would make a good mate for him and bear the next generation of the House of El.Lois Lane, Diana Prince, Jimmy Olson, Lana Lang. The list that had started with dozens had dwindled to a handful as his mind discarded the losers. Finally, after such a long time, his eyes opened as only a single name remained on the list and an individual filled his thoughts. Only slightly shorter than himself attractive, chiseled features dark hair dark eyes a physique at the pineapple of human potential and an infinitely gropeable ass . Bruce Wayne aka Batman was his ideal mate. He wasn't sure if Bruce was even bisexual, but he would try.A hand that could strike with a blow like a nuclear weapon gripped his erection as he imagined the Dark Knight nude and wanting. It was not long before potent alien sperm shot forth. Sighing in release, he rolled out of the bed. Flying nude to another room, he opened a cabinet, locked with his handprint and that even he would need time and effort to force open. This cabinet that made legendary Fort Knox look like it was made of cardboard had only a single content a crystalline container with a single, faintly glowing pink capsule. He carried it back to the bedroom and picked up the iconic red and blue uniform that inspired hope in the innocent and fear in the wicked across the galaxy.After washing, he donned his superhero attire, tidied his hair and departed for Gotham City, New Jersey. With his ludicrously enhanced senses, it was easy enough to find his quarry. He hovered nearby as Batman dealt with one of his rogues, ready to intervene should he find himself overwhelmed, but absolutely certain that Bruce's incredible competence would not allow for such an event. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Gotham City is indeed Batman's turf, and it is one of those night where he has to deal with his various rogues. This time it is Killer Croc doing a bank heist, almost got away, but the caped crusader caught him and put an end to his destructive getaway. The police arrives at the scene, and getting him into custody."Excellent work as ever, Batman. We will take it from here." He nods, and turns when he sees Superman floating right there. This isn't new, sometimes he wold fly all the way here to his city if it was important."Not at all, I am just about done here." He said, turning to the cops. They seems to have everything under control here, now he has to talk to Superman. Batman used his grapling hook to swing away from the scene, he doesn't wish to ask him to fly him up on the rooftop, he has an image to keep. He jumps on the nearest empty roof, and he scans the scene before speaking. "What are you doing here? Did something happen?" He followed Batman to a secluded rooftop before touching down. He leaned his large body against the roof access door and regarded the other man. "Nothing is wrong, per se." He sighed. "You know that I've taken some time off work...and the Daily Planet? Well, let me give you a brief Kryptonian biology lesson. When a Kryptonian reaches their sexual peak, they undergo something akin to a second puberty or a very peculiar estrus. During this period, their body and subconscious mind go over the sexually compatible people they know until they fixate on a single individual. This individual is then the lifemate of the person undergoing the change. That's what's been happening to me the past few days."He shrugged. "I had thought that my mate would end up being someone like Lois or Diana, but it seems that my subconscious has chosen you. So, Bruce, you should consider me in the running for your heart. I know I've got rivals, Catwoman, for one, but I doubt they can compare. Well, assuming you're not entirely straight." He chuckled, seemingly completely at ease with what should have been a painfully awkward conversation. "So that's the situation. Thoughts?" He nods, deciding to hear him out. It has been a couple of weeks since they have last seen each other and Clark was fine. His raise an eyebrow as he is told a lesson on Kryptionian biology. "I see, so you need someone to pair with." Wait, if that was the case, then why is he here telling him this? Then it hit him that Clark actually want him to be a lifemate? This is certainly a surprise, but Bruce is bisexual, he just kept that hidden."So you want me as a mate?" This is a lot to take in, but Bruce still have to have more information. "How long does this last? What happens to you if you go without someone to mate?" He has to ask these questions, if Clark has this peak, then he wants to know exactly everything there is to know. "It's permanent. Kryptonians mate for life, so it's essentially you or nobody. Life would go on, but it would be up to Kara to continue the bloodline of the House of El, as I will be unable to procreate." He looked in to Bruce's eyes. "I'll be able to have sex, but you would be on my mind, so it would be purely for pleasure." He stepped away from the door an hovered. "You don't have to answer now, I wouldn't expect you to. Just know that being my lifemate, up to you whether we got married in the human tradition, would be some benefits. For instance, if you're into that, I am the best hung among all the members of the League." He laughed and tapped his temple. "X ray vision. Think about it." And with that, he was gone, moving at speeds even a bullet couldn't match toward his home city. Bruce stared at him, or course they wouldn't be able to procreated! Unless Clark has something up his sleeve, anything is possible from what he has seen. "Just go, i'll answer when I have everything figured out." He grumbles as he watches him fly off. What on Earth is going on? Out of everyone in the entire universe, Clark choose him? He already have a bunch of thoughts floating around, too many what if. He went home that night, deep in thought as he is staring out the window. Alfred has been asking him what is troubling him, but how could he tell him?The next day, he almost forgotten that he has a plane to catch. Now, he has to play as representative for his company and is flying over to Metropolis for business. He is still in thought for the whole ride, maybe he would give his answer earlier than he though. He has his own penthouse in the city of course, so he is staying there. Bruce is on the balcony, does he even know that he is here in the city? Without warning, he was there, hovering by the balcony. His arms were crossed across his burly chest, and he looked at his friend with concern. "Good evening, Bruce. Are you alright? You look lost in thought." He touched down on the balcony, his boots soft enough to muffle most of the sound. "I've found myself glancing at your Metropolis penthouse periodically, waiting for you to arrive. Your schedule is pretty widely known, so I knew you had business in Metropolis today. May I come in?"He entered and sat down on the couch. "So, have you given any thought to our conversation last night? There's no rush, but I just wanted to see if you'd come to some kind of decision." He crossed his right leg over his left and draped his left arm over the back of the expensive furniture. "Hm, you showed up quickly." He grunts, and gives the signal that he can come in, he rather get this over with. Bruce sighs, pouring a glass of mineral water and offers Clark if he is thirsty. "I have, but my mind is wandering into other things." He said, there is no way of saying this, but there is no reason as to why Clark wants him of all people."Clark, I just want to know is did you pick me. There has to be others that would be a better fit, I am not really the right partner." Bruce hasn't had the best track record when it comes to dating, they do not tend to last long in his case. The Man of Steel paused, thinking over his words. "It's not a conscious choice, Bruce, it's my subconscious mind and hormones. So while I didn't make the decision myself, I can't fault the decision at all.". He smiled "Let's start with the personal side of things. You're reliable, I've known you for years, we're friends and you're not presently in a relationship. Then we get the biological side. You have great genetics, you're in your sexual prime, you're in peak human physical condition so you've got great chances of carrying a pregnancy to term and, last but not least, you're extremely attractive."He brightened and reached in to a small storage compartment on his outfit, pulling out a crystal vial containing a single, large, glowing capsule. "If you accept, you will need to take this at some point before we have sex. If you want to take things slow, you won't need it right away, but I don't think you'll survive intercourse with me as you are. It's difficult to control one's strength in the throes of passion, and I can tow the Earth. In addition, my ejaculation is comparable in force to a shotgun blast harmless to a Kryptonian, but lethal to a human. The pill is a very rare substance created by my father for a situation like this. It will make you, in essence, half Kryptonian. You won't be as strong or fast as myself or Kara, maybe closer to Arthur or J'onn. I think you'll be able to fly, but you'll probably lack some of my other powers. Finally, you'll have near Kryptonian resilience, and a change to your internal biology would allow me to impregnate you." He held the vial gingerly between his index finger and thumb, shaking it once to cause to pill to rattle around Bruce turns to look at Clark, its kind of weird to have him praise him like this. "That sure does make me feel special." A bit of dry humor on his part. How would he get pregnant? Clark has the answer for that, as there is this pill he would have to take if he agree to this. If he decides to go through with all of this and become his husband, than what would the future hold? He is sure that most of their friends and other heroes wouldn't mind, but he is a hero himself. There are so many possibilities, and he would have to plan ahead. " No need to rush into things, I want to take things slowly." If anything, Bruce Wayne is a cautious man, he needs to consider all possibilities before moving forward. "What would the others think about this?" He mostly said that to himself. He chuckled, a deep rumbling sound from deep in his chest. "You wouldn't be you if you didn't consider every angle. I've already spoken to Kara, both of them." He mentioned, referring to Supergirl and the aged up alternate universe version of her, Power Girl. "And they're both happy about it. I think they're just looking forward to babies. I also talked to Lois, and explained things. She was less than ecstatic, but supportive. I'm sure most of the others will follow one of those 2 examples. Some of the more conservative minded members, like Hal or Ted, might have some issues with it, but I doubt there will be much of a fuss made." He put away the pill "We can take things as slow as you like. How about a date?" Bruce nods. "Very well, we can go out for dinner or something else. I am in town for two days until I return to Gotham. I'll have to do some work before anything else but I should be free tonight." He actually have to do some work, to keep his company running, then the fun can begin. He doesn't really want to spend his time at a fancy place, he doesn't mind something low key. it has been a while since he had a good burger. He maybe a billionaire, but a lot of people doesn't know his face outside of his city, he could blend in with normal clothing if he has to. "If we do decide to take things further, i am sure most would be pleased." That is probably not the right word for it, they might ask a lot of questions. He placed his hand on Bruce's shoulder and nodded. "I'll pick up as Clark at 7. I'll see you then." With a blur and a whoosh he was gone. The intercom buzzed exactly at 7, and the individual showing through the camera was not entirely identifiable as Superman. Clark Kent was wearing a crisp, button down shirt and khakis, both a size or two too large, and slouching some to hide his size. The thick rimmed glasses drew attention away from his handsome face and his customary spit curl had been wrangled in to obedience with the rest of his hair. He gave a slightly dorky wave to the camera and gestured his head to the street.When Bruce came down, Clark led the way down the street. "Your penthouse is in a safer part of Metropolis, so I thought we could walk, enjoy the night. There's a great little diner near here that I think you'll like. If you're looking for simple fare, then I can safely say the only place I could point you to that's better is Ma's place, back home in Smallville." The place he led to in the setting sun was a small corner diner, straight out of Nighthawks. The bell announced their entry and the woman behind the counter smiled and snapped her bubble gum. "Hiya, Clark. You and your friend have a seat anywhere there's space, I'll be with you in a moment." He took a window booth, sliding in to the red seating."So, we've spent time together, but I've never gotten to know much about Bruce Wayne." The waitress brought menus and he read it over at super speed, something that only Batman's perception would notice, then pretended he was still reading it. "Of course your romantic exploits with the opposite sex are legendary and everyone knows your business and all that." He paused for a moment. "Er. How's Alfred doing?" "Great, i'll see you then." Bruce blinks as Clark was gone in a flash. He sighs, arranging his tie as he has to focus on the morning before the night when he actually have to go on a date. Thankfully, the day has been smooth enough that time just seem to pass by, and he made it to his pent house just in time to put on something more casual before he looks at the security camera. Oh boy, he looks very silly, but that is part of his charm. Bruce took the elevator down and meet up with Clark. "Alright, take me there and we shall see." A diner doesn't seem all that bad, plus its not that far from his place.He doesn't say anything when they entered, very cozy indeed. "Thats because I like to keep things secret." Bruce looks at the menu. "Legendary, you say. I guess that is be true, but i'm rarely on the dating scene these days. This is my first date in a long while..." He notice that Clark seems to scan the items already. "He is doing fine, but I have no idea how to break it to him about this."

['Lane', 'Kal', 'Olson', 'El', 'Knight', 'Kent', 'Prince']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/12067/

Hell Girl's new slave? {ChieChan&lightJason}

Amelia was a sweet loving girl who used to have lot of friends, until that summer party. She was with one of her friends walking to a party which was filled with beer and high school student which they will soon meet in school. She had a little bit to drink, but enough to make her a little drunk. She had gone outside to get a little fresh air. The moon was fully shiny down on her lighting up the night, that when he came. Jack Evns was going into his last year of high school and hewas standing infront of Amelia. One thing lead to another and soon the found themself kissing one another. Amelia had thought that she had gotten a boyfriend for her year of high school when that quetion pop up. 'Do you want to do it?' he asked not knowning what that meant so she just pushed it a side. She then felt that he was going rough on her and she try to say no, but his mouth cover her lips. Once he pull his head away Amelia she try to scream, but he cover her mouth. Soon she would found herself with her shirt up, shorts down, an had been raped. She gone back into the party picking up the phone and called the cops. She couldn't say a word before someone snatched the phone from her hand and yell out that it was the cops. Now everyone was panicing and her friend smacked her in the face. After that day everyone hated her, her friends was now her exfriends or she was the exfriend, and the guy who raped her had tourcher her throught the days. She couldn't take it any more. It was almost midnight and it was a new moon. Her compture screen showed the white page that said it couldn't find the web site that she was looking for. When all the hands pointed at 12:00 am the screen blacked out and a flicker of flame appeared. She had gone to Hell Correspondence. Now the was some on the screen that say 'We will take revenge, on your behalf'. Amelia was about to type his name, but something was keeping her. Her breathing had started up and she had alot on her mind. Until she saw his smile right after he raped her in her mind she quickly typed his name and waited. At first...there was nothing.It seemed as if it were all just a cruel practical joke. After all, ofcourse no Hell Girl would come and save her from the terror her world had become...She turned around...and saw a young lady dressed in a Japanese school girl uniform..it was mostly black...as was her long luxurious dark hair. She was very lovely and would even be described as beautiful were it not for her porcelain white skin and her large blood red eyes staring right at her.She looked at Amelia for a moment and then her right hand gently raised up...and handed her a small straw doll. And then she spoke."Here...this doll is for you." She began. " If you truly wish to eliminate the person tormenting you, just pull the red string.This will seal our contract, and the person you hate will be immediately taken to Hell. However...there is a price." She waited for the girl to show understanding before she continued. "When one person is cursed, two graves are dug. When you die, your soul will also go to Hell. Suffering for all eternity, never knowing what Paradise is like."She stopped for a moment...and Amelia was suddenly surrounded by Zombies that came up from the ground and began to tear at her...trying to tear her limb from limb...then...suddenly they were gone again. And the girl continued."But that...is only after you die."She then stepped back. "And now...the rest is up to you." She looked at the girl and waited for a final response. Amelia let out small gaps when she saw the girl who appeared out of no where. "Hel Girl?" she question in a voice that was just above a whisper before give the doll. She look at the black straw doll with the red string around it neck. She took one of the ends of the string with two fingers and was about to pull it, until she hear that there was a price. Her finger quickly move away from the string and Amelia listed to what the price was. Before long Amelia found herself being attack by creatures that not even man could think of. Once she was back in her room Amelia fallen to her knees wrapping her arms around her almost naked body which still had on her bra and pants. Once the other girl was gone Amelia gotten dressed and gone out to think about her choice. As she walked alone she soon found herself face to face with the guy who raped her. He want a to rape her again as he ripped off Amelia s clothes leaving her with nothing some ripped up part of her shirt that didn t cover her breasts. He had taken his dick out and was going to fuck her, but once his dick touched her pussy Amelia pulled the blood red string from the black doll s neck. Suddenly...all went black...the last thing she heard was a hideous painful scream from the man.When she came too... She was covered by a blanket and sitting in a cop car....a warm cloth on her head.She heard that she was found naked...and looked like someone had been about to rape her, but got chased off by some good samaritan. There was no trace of the rescuer or the rapist....it was as if he had disappeared...forever.When she's finally alone for a while, she looks at her chest and sees a strange black symbol there. Ai's voice echo's "When one soul is cursed, two graves are dug." bump She sighed in reavel knowing what really happen to her attacker, but didn't say a word about hell girl. After sometime of telling the cops what happen in her words the cops took her back to her home. She gone up to her room and undress getting ready to take a shower and that when she saw the black symbol. Soon the word about Amelia gotten to her school and words about what happen in the party came as well which made thing in Amelia's live more easier then it was before Ai. Now it was morning on a sunday and Amelia was out with some friends. When her friends turned around a corner...Amelia followed...only to find herself in that creepy landscape again....and in front of her was Enma Ai, the Hell girl. She said. "You've seen it..the pattern on you. You realize when you die, I will take your soul to Hell. However, I am willing to offer you another way. I have a few servants to help me... However I have one servant I've been wanting for a while. If you will fulfill this contract, you need never die or go to Hell." Amelia was surprised to see Hell girl again, but yet something inside her was glad to see her. Amelia push those feelings aside and listen to what Ai had to say. "Servant?" she question finding the offer strang coming from Ai. She start to think about if she the first to be given this offer or are there other servants that have made the deal with Ai. Suddenly a thought cross her mind that if she gone to hell she may see the guy rape her and have to go through with the tourcher that she never want to go through again. "Um.... ok I'll be your servant." she said still felt a little odd about this. "Very well...But remember once you accept, there is no other way out of it. If you try to escape, you will end up in Hell." She says softly. "However, if you stay..you will always be safe from Hell's ravages. Are you sure you're all right with this?" She nodded her head to Ai understanding her offer and the punshment for try to run away. "Yes I ok with." she said as she start to think of what she would have done back on earth. Sure the guy that brought her pain was gone, but she was going to hell no matter how much good she did. She slowly took a step forward to Ai ready to go and leave everything behind. Ai nodded...and in a wink..they were elsewhere.Amelia found herself in a very very very old style humble Japanese house. It was very mild with very little furniture, just the bare necessities. She also noticed it was a bit darker. No electric lights, just candles, and when she did see outside, she realized ..she wasn't in Kansas anymore. The outside looked like a painting of an island in the middle of sea, but the painting had been painted almost exclusively in blacks and reds. All and all, it was a very Gothic and bloody picture. And yet...Amelia could still sense tranquility.Ai showed her the old style bathroom, bedroom and kitchen. She then said "You are my wife. You will serve forever in that capacity. You shall cook and clean for me...and perform.." She looks down. "Other wifely duties, when you are ready for that. I will ask for your fidelity and obedience, and very little more." Bump? Amelia's eyes scanned the room only seening this kind of house one a field trip when she was ten years old. But even that place had some kind of power, but this place was different as if she was sent back to the past. Looking out she was shock of the the beauty the landscape as if a artist had control the sun, the land, and the sea to form such a peaceful place, but at the same time had a dark side in Amelia's mind. After sometime of being aw strucked Amelia followed Ai an listen what she had to say. "Wife?!" she said sofly somewhat confused. Ai did said she would be a servent, but a wife was different and Amelia have never thought of being a wife to another woman. Though being Ai wife didn't bother her, but it was the other wifely duties was stuck in her mind try to think what she means by. Amelia just nodded to Ai not really knowing what to Ai now. Enma Ai smiled and blushed a little as she saw the girl accept everything calmly. She then said. "I have three helpers, who will come to visit from time to time. I would appreciate if you could serve them refreshments when they visit, however they are all good kind people and will find them good company." She then sat down on a tatami mat and beckoned her to sit down. "Now...perhaps you could tell me what kind of food you would like prepare for me, so I can arrange the food supplies." Amelia slightly blushed a little when she saw Ai blushing, but she stayed calmed and bodded her head to one of Ai's request. Ameila knew how to cook a warm meal and not just ramen. Most of her she was home alone meaning that she had to cook for herself. "Anything would be fine." she said hoping that she could cook as good with out power as she is with power. Enma Ai nodded but then said confused. "I'm very sorry...um..I'm not sure what ingredients to buy..as I never learned to cook. Could you make a list for me?"She seem a little embarrassed which was very 'different' for a girl who was supposed to be Hell Girl. Amelia just giggle and nodded to Ai. "Anything you want honey." she said as Amelia giggle. Amelia quickly grab something to write with and something to write on then start to make list of ingredients and kitchen tools. She then handed the list to Ai. If anything the time Amelia was home alone she made something for herself to eat. "Now don't be out to late dear." she give a wink to Ai. Ai took the list and nodded...stepping out...A few seconds later...Amelia would hear a large boom and see coming from outside a large Japanese carriage with flaming wheels sailing off into the sky."Don't worry..." A strange woman's voice said from behind her. "She'll be back soon enough. Let's just hope Gyuanyudo can help her buy the right things." When she heared large boom she looked out to see what it was. She wasn't that carriage was flying nor the fact the wheels was on fire, but it was the side of the wheel that got to her. Her eyes kept on what look like a face of some kind demon. Once the carreage was gone from Amelia's sight she let out a sigh. "So what am I going to do now?" she asked before almost jumping out of her skin as she quickly turn around to see. "Oh..Um hello." she said quickly not hearing what the woman said. The woman was a tall very lovely woman dressed in very old style Japanese dress, with her lovely black hair done up in a bun with large ornaments through it. "She should be fine if she has help shopping. And I see you are the Mistress's new servant...I'm Hone Onna, an older helper of hers." "Yes I am." she said to the old woman with that she somewhat heard of, but she couldn't put on it so just push the thought aside. "Nice to meet you my name is Amelia." she as she smiled sweetly at her. "Do you need anything Mis Hone Onna?" she asked the woman. "Me?" She smiles. "You're so kind to ask, you are a sweet girl...but no. I don't need anything at the moment. However, it will be interesting to see home cooking going on here. I am surprised you choose to live yourself here...you don't think you'll be bored?" "Oh ok and thank you." she said sweet to the older woman. She giggle at the question that Hone Onna asked. "Can't be that boring then just sitting aroud doing nothing, channal surfing, being alone in apart that your family can bearly pay the rent, and have no one to talk to seems more boring then being servant." she said as stetched her arms out. OOC: Sorry for being gone so long...I hope you will continue rping with meHone Onna laughed. "I suppose looking at it that way, you're right." She then looked out. "Anyways...Ren and I won't be hard to find if you need us. I'll leave you be for now...Perhaps I'll get to try your cooking soon too..." She winked and then faded away. Amelia laugh with Hone Onna for a moment. Amelia then stopped to listen to the older woman to what she had to say. "Well I guess I'll see you soon and I hope you'll enjoy my cooking." she said before Hone Onna sightly giggle after she left at the wink. Amelia lay down on the floor to get a little sleep. Shortly after she had gone to sleep..she felt a pair of arms around her, and soft cool lips kissing her face. There was someone on her...small in stature, kissing her and stroking her. Amelia start to blush as she felt the soft kisses on her face letting out small moans that could be barely heard. The cool lips on her warm blush face was soothing to Amelia as she start to open waking up. Her eyes start open up to see who was doing all this. She saw Ai's small lovely face looking down at her and gently kissing her lips as she lay on top of her. She whispered. "I need you..." and softly began to loosen her lover's clothing. Amelia's blush just grown as she saw Ai was the one kissing her. Amelia return the last kiss from Ai, but a little more tongue was put into the kiss. Hearing that she needed her and she turn her face away closing her eyes. She turn back to face Ai eyes slowly opened. "Please be gental." was all she could say. Enma Ai nodded...and slowly moved her hand down the girl's body...and by magic, they were both naked... Enma Ai then slide down...slowly licking down the girl's body, between her breasts, along her belly and navel...and finally down to her fuzzy love slit...and began to lovingly lick at her precious love hole. Amelia gasped when she saw both her clothes and Ai's clothing vanish in to thin air. Beads of sweat drops formed on her forehead as she watch Ai slowly working her way to Amelia's split. Once Ai start to lick her opening between her legs Amelia arched her back letting a soft moan as some of her love juice started to leak out of her. Ai sighed happily as she tasted her first pussy...and contentedly lapped deeper and more lovingly at the warm moist love slit...Her tongue soon travelling inside and tasting all that was within. The last time she had sex which was her first she hated it and wish that no one touch her ever again. But with it was different from what her raper had done to her. This was way better then she thought it would be even if she had planned to have been married to man which was before rape never in her life would had thought of another woman until now. Her nipples harded and her pussy start over flow with her juice as Ai kept on licking her. her moans seem to grow louder each time Ai licked her. Her hands move to her breasts as she started to play with herself not knowing what to do. Ai loved the fragrant smell and taste of the honey slit...she was completely devoted to attending and pleasuring the moist entrance... She spread the small lips more...and after licking both sides of the lips clean again, she slowly edged her tongue deeper inside...and began to clean out her pussy inside again...before releasing the lips and helping to massage the girl's large breasts with her. She couldn't stop moaning as Ai kept on liciking her nector as her body was in a whirlwind of pleaser. Amelia eyes widen once she felt Ai lick her unprotected pussy. She closed her eyes as she try to catch her breath as Ai kept on licking deeper into love hole. Once Ai stopped Amelia look down to see Ai massaging her breast. Amelia try to do her best of copying Ai and do the samething to her breasts. Enma Ai kept licking and suckling...and eventually paused to look at her lover in her eyes. "I would like to lay on you darling..and rub my love muffin on yours? May I, please?" She kissed her darling's pussy softly...hoping for a positive answer. She moaned even louder forever lick and sucking on her pussy. Not understanding what Ai was asking for, but she'll give it a shot. "If it feels as good as this then yes." she cried out from Ai's kiss. Enma Ai blushed, and she spread the girl's soft pink thighs wide...and then spread her own wide as well...and lay on her lover, pushing until their pussies and even their clitoris'es touched...and then she began to suckle hotly on the girl's nipples as she gently pussy humped her lover. Her eyes watching the girl's face as she went all the way with her. Amelia watched as Ai move her legs wide part from one another and doing her doing the samething. Once their clitoris and pussies touch one another Amelia eyes had widen from the pleaser and this was before Ai start to her humping. The feeling of one another's pussies rubbing each other had brought Amelia such lust in her. "A...A...Ai this feels so great." moaned at her tongue hanging out of her open smile her eyes almost roll in the back of her head. Enma Ai was quite happy too...making love to a woman was even sweeter than she had heard of. She was panting and moaning from pleasure...an intense loving pleasure she had never felt before....she was licking and suckling the breasts harder and harder as she got closer and closer to first orgasm. She looked up at the girl and then whispered. "I love you ..." before continuing on her breasts. Amelia moans grown louder with each passing second getting lost in the pleasure that Ai was giving. Amelia start to hump with Ai feeling even greater pleasure as her nipples grow harder then before. She to was getting closer to her first orgasm with another person her mind cloudy from the pleasure. She still heared what Ai and looked at her with a open smile taking fast and short breaths. "I...I....I love you to Ai." she said before let out a loud moan of pleasure from her first orgasm from Ai. Ai threw her head back...and cried out...cumming hard as her pussy ejaculated again and again on the young tender pussy. "Oh....Ohh...I can't stop..I'm gonna..I'm gonna...cum again......" She cries out louder and louder....moaning with more passion as she fucked her cunt with hers..and came again. Amelia had reached her limites and wasn't going to cum again, so she move her pussy away from Ai's pusssy and started to finger her with three fingers. Using her other hand she start to play with Ai's breast as she move up closer to Ai. Amelia then kissed Ai forcing her tongue into Ai's mouth.

['Evns']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/120700/

Dancing Lights (Musashi x Jezebel)

An energetic blend of sounds filled the high ceiling grand ballroom that celebratory night. Many attendees, spanning all walks of the citizenry, joyously conversed about the recently won peace and safety for the kingdom. Talented musicians operated a variety of instruments to create a series of waltzes and foxtrots befitting the formal, elegant atmosphere, inviting the cacophony of dance steps that echoed to the music count. The people in attendance were the invited guests of King Stefan for a ball held in the honor of many heroes, and included warriors from within his great kingdom and allies from other worlds who, having seen Heartless invasions in other worlds, swore to remove them from all worlds.Leon, now wearing the same formal uniform he generally wore to SeeD galas back in his training days, looked about the castle's prime function space. He still had a stoic look about him, but there was a kindness in his eyes, showing that beyond his stern sense of protective duty rested a man who once reluctantly reveled in soirees such as this one. He looked about the room and saw several of his comrades having the times of their lives, including Aerith, Sora, Kairi, Yuffie, Alice, Belle, Cid, Cloud, Tifa, Aladdin, Jasmine, and several more. His mind drifted to an event from his past he knew he would never forget, but that also carried a bittersweet mix of joy and sadness for what it reminded him of. Aurora was finding difficulty getting involved in the revelry as she took a break from the parade of smiles and 'I'm sorry for your loss' that seemed to be the theme of her night. She had been without Philip longer than most could account for, but for the first time, people had a chance to tell her about their remorse. She just... Needed a break away from it. Going out on the balcony, she leaned forward against the banister. It was finally quiet... Peaceful among the stars. Leon observed the merriment continue with a silent sigh. He thought, "Who could blame them this sure beats everyone dying in a mess of monsters, blood, and fire." He was genuinely happy this world did not suffer the same fate his did, but something about the scene just hit close to home with him in complex emotional ways. He thought it best that he stay at the event as it was a very generous invitation from King Stefan and Queen Leah, but also assumed no one would be upset if he stepped outside briefly.Walking past the hardwood dance floors and back onto the stone platforms of the castle's solid floor, Leon headed for the balcony overlooking the healthy tree filled forests, which even at night looked vibrant as a small smattering of fireflies brought a little glow to them. As he exited the grand ballroom, he saw that he was not the only one taking a break from the festive party. Remembering her name from their meeting in the castle called 'Hollow Bastion' at the time, the tall warrior greeted, "Princess Aurora? May I ask how your night fares?" She considered briefly if she should simply answer as a princess should. She knew expressing her own problems probably wasn't the best route, and honestly, she folding in a bit as she thought about it. "I'm fairing as well as everyone else, I'm certain, " She said simply, unsure what the best answer would have been outside of an outright lie. "And you?" She asked politely. Leon breathed a slow silent sigh as he shared, "I..I'm relieved..it's just..well, being at a royal ball like this one, hearing this music..it was very generous of your parents the King and Queen and host this event..it's just..kind of a bittersweet experience after what I've been though." Feeling bold, and sensing that he may well be in the presence of another lovelorn heart, he offered, "It's a bit heavy, but care to hear my story?"

['Tifa', 'Cid', 'Sora', 'Aladdin', 'Kairi']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/1209/

Poke'mutation (me&crimson moon)

A pair of big brown eye's opened up. An Erie white light flooded the room. He pressed his hand to his head. He could see his appearence in the reflection of the glass tube he was in. He had a long orange tail a pair of small, but powerful wings, and a pair of antenea sticking from his head. A doctor in a white lab coat entered in with a grin. She knocked on his tubing filled with liquid that kept him sedated, and under control. He looked to her. She was the woman who had been doing experiments on him for months. He use to be a human boy. He was a dragon pokemon trainer. It was during his journey's that he'd come up on Team galctic working with team rocket in order to form the perfect human pokemon hybrid.Team rocket thought it would be powerful. Team galactic said pokehuman metamorphasis was the next step in the human evolutionary chain.The woman knocked on the glass again causing him to become alert. "Wake up Zentite. His name was Zentyu...or at least it used to be before they spliced his Dna with his poor dragonites. The experiments they did to dragonite were cruel, and inhumane the constant blood, and tissue sample they took all without aestetics. All the while telling him if he didn't endure it his trainer wouldn't survive. However Zentyu didn't learn this truth until they were spliced together, and he was able to access dragonite's memories."Look alive Zentyu. You have a new friend. Another one has survived." He couldn't see well from here, but it was definately a female. He couldn't see what pokemon she was spliced with though. He had seen many half pokemon half human failures that by the end looked like neither, and so many of those that were transformed were all to ready to serve there new masters."You know of all of the splices you are the only one that won't comply." Zentyu or Zentite was the first experimentation. The tests he was forced to endure on his body were nearly mind shattering. but when they thought they could control him, and tried to give him to a rockett trainer to control him he rebelled, and destroyed half the building. Since then they'd become more efficient with wiping away resistance to listening to the trainers, or at least in most cases. They had thought many times of just killing him, but the head professor wouldn't let that happen. Each time they requested it she denied it saying that he would be hers without any drugs to manipulate him. He had been her first ever failure in the scientific field, and she had grown quite fond of seeing him she saw him as something like a tarnished trophy..., and an unruly pet that she planned to tame.He hated these people, but this liquid kept him from getting free. If only...He'd make them all sorry especially that woman the things she'd done to dragonite were unforgivable, and that lustful look in her eye's when she turned to him always made him feel sick. She walked over to the girls case knocking on it. "Hey there...today you get your trainer." A skinny grunt looking rockett walked into the room to see the girl. The professor smiled. "So what do you think of her?" He looked pleased. "I won't know for sure till i put her through her paces, by the way...we can use them however we see fit correct?" Th professor grinned. "Oh you mean...i see...honestly how you decide to train her is up to you..., but she should be obedient..." When the eerie bright light filled the room, a pair of green eyes struggled to open as the girl groaned quietly. She was slightly smaller than the boy that was in the same situation, but it was more apparent who she was spliced with. Her cream colored wings, large blade like extensions on her forearms and her green hair and eyes showed that she had been spliced with a Scyther, but not any Scyther, it was her sister's and it had refused to evolve into a Scisor.Hearing the loud yet muddled knocking on her tube's glass made her whimper slightly. When she saw the trainer that was slightly distorted her head lowered slightly. Her Scyther was not as lucky as the Dragonite. After the splicing had been done, it got eliminated by Team Galactic because it was causing too many problems. The girl had been just as unruly until the pokemon was eliminated, then she somehow slipped into a subservient state that seemed to lighten the mood of the scientists.When the words in between the scientist and Rocket reached her ears, her eyes closed as she visibly shivered. When she made a move to try and brake the glass, an electric current was sent through the liquid shocking her making her cry out in pain. It was apparent that she had tried attacking before. The voltage was not a mere shock but more like a Raichu's Thunder attack. Even now, the current was still running through her body making her whimper slightly. Seeing her move the rockett's gaze shifted to her. "I thought that liquid was supposed to keep them sedated. " He said looking back at the professor for some kind of explanation. She tilted her head. "It usually does. You know only one other experiment managed to even move a muscle while in this stuff before her and that would be." A very mischevious twinkle gleamed in her eye as she looked at Zentite. "What you mean him..." He had heard the stories of how powerful, and how much rage he released. "Will...she be just like that incident?" He asked a little nervously. "Don't compare this low grade specimen to my precious Zentite." The grunt merely looked at her strangely. "We made sure to take the life of her scyther in front of her in the most pain staking way possible we first clipped it wings, then forcefully removed his blades, and just for a moment we let it squirm on the floor as it bled before we decapitated it, and let a houndoom hybrid come, and eat the remains." The grunt felt a little sickened. "Hm..." Her eye's veered to the grunt. "You don't have the stomach for such a thing i take it. Well that is why you are an unimportant grunt, and i am a lead scienctist that makes in a day waht you make in a year. It is important to completely break there spirit otherwise...it's a failure." She began to walk off. "I will send her to the training grounds. you can test her out there." The grunt looked at her body. It's not as if they clothed them while they floated about in the tubes. He shot her a lewd stare.Zentite watched as the man looked at the girl. He had seen that look in many male trainers eye's when given a young female hybrid. He summoned all of his strength. He forced his mouth open. Small paritcles of light began to gather, and a powerful hyper beam blast from his mouth shattering the glass. The entire lab freaked out. He took in another deep breath, and released a powerful screech attack shattering all of the glass, and freeing the scyther girl. He immeadiately began to have trouble breathing he hadn't been out of that tube in months his body felt heavy, and everything seemed to hurt. It had been but a few seconds before the alarms went off, and the room was sealed shut. The rockett member looked at the door then back to the two free hybrids. He clawed at the door hoping for some miracle to be free'd. Thankfully her eyes had been closed when the grunt gave her the lewd stare. Though before she could open them, she heard the commotion coming from Zentite and then she felt the glass in her tube shatter causing her to fall to the ground. Quickly catching her breath, she looked up at the trainer at the door. She was just out about a week ago when the scientists decided to give her a final test to make sure she was ready for a trainer. Slowly she managed to stand, "They killed him to make me submit to a low grunt like you." she murmured as her eyes hardened. Turning to Zentite, she lowered her head slightly, "Thank you." she murmured before she started walking towards the door where the grunt was trying to get out, her c cup breasts barely moved with each step she took.Once she reached the grunt she tilted her head, "How should I kill you? Should it be the same way they killed my sister's Pokemon? You do not deserve a swift death..." she added. But she didn't move, she couldn't. No matter how angry she was she could not kill him, it just wasn't her. Even the part of her that was the Scyther was nice."I want to kill him...shred him to little threads but I can't." she murmured as she stepped back slowly, almost afraid that the grunt would try to attack her or rape her instead. Zentite would surely had swiftly killed the man if he could get his body to respond. "I see..." The grunt stood up against the door trembling. "They really did a great job making you submissive didn't they." He cleared his throat trying to sound confident. "I am your trainer, and your master..." His voice was still very shaky. "and you will do as i say." He pointed to Zentite. "Start by ending that rejects life." Zentite tried to force himself up, but his body was too weak. He looked at the girl. He wasn't sure if she would listen or not. He didn't dare call for help. He knew that's what the grunt would want."use slash attack." The man called out. Zentite forced himself to his feet it was all he could do to keep himself from blacking out from the pain that was surging through his body. "I won't let you live..." He uttered out panting speaking to the grunt. He felt his body just wanting to collapse. The grunt grinned feeling more confident. "Look at how pathetic you are. I don't even need her to do this." He walked up to zentite boldy. Zentite used all his energy to turn around hitting him as hard as he could with his tail. The grunt when flying backwards. Zentite collapsed to the ground again. He didn't have any strength in all of his body. He was sure this would be his end. The grunt got up rubbing his head. He had a small splatter of blood coming from his mouth. "Didn't i tell you to use slash attack." He yelled. "Kill him now!" The girl's eyes closed when she was ordered to attack though she did not move. When he ordered her to kill Zentite, her eyes shot open, "I said I could not kill you. I did not say why. You will never be my master and I will never listen to you. The one you are ordering me to kill is the one that saved me. Order me to do something like that again and I might have to break my promise to my family and I will kill you." she said quietly as she walked over to Zentite and knelt down next to him.Slowly, she reached out and put a hand on his shoulder, "Don't move around so much. There is a reason why we were kept in that solution...you were just exposed more to it than I was." she murmured softly, "It doesn't help that we are not made to do a powerful hyperbeam." she added calmly, not even looking at his body. Leaning down, she kissed his cheek gently before she stood up and turned to the grunt, "Why are you still here? Are you so weak and pathetic that you cannot even open a simple door?" she asked the grunt almost mockingly. He chocked a little. It seems like she wasn't broken after all. She seemed very much in control of herself. The man watched as the girl joined Zentite. Zentite was still struggling. He began to cough violently eventually coughing up a glob of the thick fluid. "You are a coward..." he said looking at the man. "Killing you would be an insult to my dragonite." He was able to stand up again though still wincing. He looked at the wall in front of them. "Stand back" He took in a deep breath and released a powerful flamethrower melting the wall."You should go..." He said. looking to her. "My body is to weak I can't get free. You should just go without me." He said convinced that there was nothing he could do at this point, but slow her down. He wanted to save someone. He wanted to do something after all before he was killed. He was sure that after a stunt like this he would most certainly meet his end. His body trembled lightly. When Zentite started to tremble, she instantly had her arms around him being surprisingly strong for a girl her size. "I cannot and will not leave you. I owe you more lives than I can give. We're getting out of this together." she said gently yet confidently. Once she had a comfortable grip on Zentite, she slowly started walking towards the hole having most of his weight on her.Though looking at the hole she turned to the grunt, "How tall is this lab?" she asked in a tone that said do not lie. Perhaps they could fly out if they were not that far. A few small hyperbeams mixed with a few blade slashes might do the trick if they were close to the roof. He looked at her surprised. He hadn't expected the offer to help. Had he been able to push her away he would've, and would've told her to save herself yet again, but he didn't have the energy, and he wanted the pleasure of bringing rocket down to the ground himself. He smirked. "At one point they used to keep experimentations on the top floor, but after the incident i caused last time they realized a lower floor would cause less casualties. We should be close to the first floor." He said. The rocket grunt watched as the two began to escape.The head scientist heard the alarms, and looking up she smirked. "Ah...trying to escape my pet...well you know what they say if you love something set it free...if it's yours it'll come back." The grunt who delivered the news waited for her orders. "Ma'am what she would do?""Hm...." She thought for a moment. "Let's...call it a day for today everyone has worked hard." She said smiling before walking away from her chair. The galactic grunt looked dumbfounded at the chaos around them, and she just wanted to call it a day. "ma'am with all due respect we have other hybrids here." She stopped in her step, and turned to him. A scary look on her face. "I said call it a day if even one hybrid or squad is sent after them...we won't have to look far for our next human specimen." The man gulped, and nodded. When they got out of the room, the girl was planning on seeing some sort of resistance, but there was none. "Trap?" she asked quietly as she looked over at Zentite, "She seemed too interested in you to just let us walk out." she added as she looked down. Even with her helping him, she did not have much energy left. If the guards did what they were told and left the two alone then she might get them just outside of the property...but that'd be pushing it. "I wouldn't put it past that evil woman." He struggled. "I might be able to help fly a little if you can just get us a started. We just need to get away from this place." He began to flap his small wings as fast as he could. 'Please dragonite give me strength...' He thought to himself. He was pushing his body far beyond what it should handle. He looked to her flapping his wings, and breathing heavily. "Let's hurry." Without hesitation, the scyther pokegirl started working her wings, wincing slightly at this being the first time she had used them in months. When she looked at him again, she looked down, "Zentite...you should rest." she murmured, "Leave the rest to me. You have done enough, you need to regain your strength." she murmured quietly. She was worried about him, he was pushing his body too much and if he continued then it could take weeks or months to recover. He didn't stop he kept on flapping as hard as his tired body would allow before they jumped from window. He began to flap as hard as he could till suddenly his wings gave out. He felt himself blacking out. He whispered. "I'm sorry..." He released his grip from her as not to slow her down, and began to fall toward the ground. As his eye's closed he saw a strange glow.' It was his dragonite. He took in a deep breath, and his eye's suddenly opened. There was a strange glow around his body. He was beginning to feel better. "recover..." He questioned before stopping his descent. His body was still far from 100 , but it was better. He rejoined the scyther girl in the sky. "We need to keep going." Through a window high in the team rocket base a pair of eye's watched as they raced away with a smug smile.Seeing a river after a bit of flying Zentite suggested they rest there. He was better, but he could still feel his body was very weak. He looked to her. "Are you ok?" The girl freaked out when she heard Zentite apologize. When he let go of her hand she was frozen in shock, she just hovered there for a minute until she turned and dove down towards him. Though before she could reach him he had already recovered and was flying back to her. As they flew away from the lab, she felt uneasy about how easy it was to get out. When Zentite suggested that they land at the river, she nodded and slowly started to descend towards the earth. Though once she got near the ground her wings had locked up and she fell the rest of the distance of about twelve feet."Zentite..." she murmured quietly as her eyes closed slowly as she tried catching her breath. She was worn out and probably could not move until after she had rested. "...Where's your Dragonite?" she asked quietly. Zentite was tired, but he was able to soften her fall with his body. He was just as tired if not more so. He shyed away from the question at first, and turned away from her for a moment. He pointed to his chest. "He's here with me..." He said with a sad smile. "We should both rest here for a while." He picked her up, and carried her to the shade of a tree. He allowed her to rest her head on his lap, and leaned up against the tree. It didn't take long before he fell asleep against the tree.2 days later...Zentite woke up tired, and hungry. He quickly began to search for the scyther girl. He had no idea how long he had been sleep. "Wh where are you?" He asked in a groggy voice. The girl gave a sad smile at his answer before she blacked out. Not knowing that she had moved. She had woken up in the early morning two days later and at first was hesitant to move, she was comfortable where she was until she noticed that his lap was the comfortable pillow that she had been using. She had traveled to a river that was near by and had taken a plunge to clean up both physically and symbolically. Sure, she was cleaning off the chemical residue that she lived in since she had been forced in that tube, but it was also like washing away the life of being held captive and beginning a new life with Zentite.She was heading back slowly when she heard her new friend start to move. When she heard him ask where she was, she hurried up and ended up behind him. There she wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder, "I'm right here. I just went to the river. Thank you for making sure I was comfortable." she said softly before she leaned up and kissed his cheek before she stepped back with a small smile. "There is a berry tree by the river. I can pick some if you want to go clean up." she offered. He blushed when she kissed his cheek. It was just so sudden. For a moment he felt human all over again. "It was really no problem..." He said with a nervous smile. He gave a large stretch, and yawn. "That would be really great. It's been a very long time since i've been able to shower." He got up. His body still felt weak, and he stumbled backwards. He leaned against the tree, and grinned. "I'm fine don't worry." He made it to the water, and washed himself. The cool water felt good on his skin. He released a satisfied sigh. A lot of his muscles still felt sore, but now he felt as if he could move them. He returned back to the tree. The girl let out a small giggle when she noticed the blush. When they went to the river, she started collecting berries for them to eat until they could find real food. She had returned to the tree before he did. When she got there she sat down against the tree and closed her eyes as she tilted her head against the trunk. "I failed my promise to her." she murmured quietly as a tear fell from her eye. He sat down near the small mound of berries, and began to eat one at a time. They were quite sweet, but to him they tasted wonderful. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had real food. He did his best to control himself from eating them all. Only once he'd had a bit did he notice her sad expression. He didn't know why, but he imagined it might have to do with her scyther. However having just escaped he didn't want to talk about that at least not yet. "May i ask your name?" "Name...it's Cho." she murmured as her eyes opened, "Eat as much as you want. I can always get more." she said softly as she reached over and grabbed a berry before eating it, though she made a face that said she did not like them, "Eat all of them if you want. I don't care for them...they're too sweet." she added gently with a small smile. He smiled nervously. He wasn't sure if he was eating alot. He thought he was pacing himself, but maybe he was hungrier than he realized. He continued to eat however as he saw her pull away from them he thought he might be eating to much. He pulled back as well. The berries were good, but he stood to his feet. He wanted to see how his body would react. With food in his stomach he felt a bit of energy. He hadn't been free in sometime. He slowly moved his wings, antenna, tail, arms, and legs. "Thank you Cho, So...where do you plan to go from here?" He asked looking to her. The girl watched Zentite as he stood, her eyes followed every single move he made. But when she heard the question, she looked down, "I...I don't know." she murmured, "I can't go home and I can't go back to the lab. No matter where I go I will not be accepted." she added. "What about you?" she asked curiously, "Are you going to go destroy the lab?" She asked curiously. She would have loved to stay with him, but she'd only go if he asked her to. He had no intention of returning home as well. He had been gone for months now he figured he'd been considered dead by now. He wouldn't put his whole family through seeing him like this. "Yes, that is what i plan to do, but i've heard from that woman talking that this isn't the only one it's just the first. I plan to take down both organizations even if I'm alone...,but you..." He wasn't sure if he planned to be soft. He had a murderous intent inside him that he planned to let loose, and wasn't sure if she would be ok with seeing that. "Cho...i'm not sure if it's a good idea for you to follow me." "What happens if I follow you?" she asked as she stood up, walking over to him. Looking down at the ground, "I want to help you. You will probably need help after destroying each lab...with us being like this, hyper beam takes out too much." she murmured before she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a hug, "I don't care what you do. I know the good side of you and will always see that when I look at you. But please...do not leave me alone." she murmured quietly. He looked at her unsure why she would want to travel with him, but she seemed dedicated to the idea. He didn't want to put someone needlessly in danger, and all things considered she seemed especially soft even though she was spliced with a scyther. He was surprised when she pulled him into a hug, but to be hugged felt better than he remembered. He looked down at her and nodded. "If you really wish to stay with me then i will protect you, and we will take down team rocket, and team galactic." He planned to go in kamakazi style, but he couldn't if he had to protect someone. He was surprised that she could still look so attractive after being spliced. "Well we need to come up with a plan. There are other experiments in there if we try to attack head on we will be caught. In fact this one...knows what we are, and are capable of they've probably even made defenses against us...I don't think we should attack the one we escaped from just yet. Let's start with the one in jhoto. Do you have enough energy to fly?" "Going for Jhoto sounds good." she said softly before she heard the question. Nodding slightly, she looked up at the sky, "I have enough energy to fly. But it'll be a while until I can attempt to do a decent hyper beam." she added. Before she said anything else, she leaned up and kissed Zentite, "I am willing to be bait when we attack Jhoto, I can either play injured or I can try tempting the guards." she offered, "As long as I am with you, treat me as a pawn for your attacks." she added seriously. She had no idea on what to do for plans, Zentite probably did so as long as she was with him she did not mind if he used her accordingly. He felt bad that someone as gentle as her seemed to be thrown into such a situation. He blushed when she kissed him again. He wanted to tell her he couldn't ask her to do something like that, but something like that might be just what it would take, and if they didn't have a choice he might have to ask her to go so far as seducing a guard. He more than once saw especially male grunts given hybrids look at the females like pieces of meat with hungry stares. "Once we start down this path there is no turning back, but if anything happens to me then i want you to run, and get away. You are very beautiful, and i'm sure you'll be able to find someone who can look past your slightly different appearance. I know if i were normal i would." He turned. "We don't need to rush, our bodies can probably use more rest before fighting so let's walk for a while. The tattered clothes that they put experiments in were all they had to wear. Zentite had to find them better clothes than this. If he got a jacket, and hat. He could hide most of his dragon features. "There is no other path I can take. But if you get hurt...I am not running." she murmured as she looked up at him, "I already lost one companion to Team Galactic and Team Rocket...I refuse to lose another." she added, "There are a few good berries that might help us..." she explained. But soon, she looked down at the tattered dress she wore and pouted slightly. "It'd be better off without this stupid rag." she muttered quietly before she turned to look down the road, "We should get going though. I feel uneasy about staying here." she added. Zentite was quiet for a bit of the walk. He was in his head trying to plan a course of attack as well as an escape plan just in case. He was also thinking a way to cause maximum damage without having to get cho in any harm, or as little harm as possible. In the back of his head he kept thinking there escape was to easy. They were practically let go, and he didn't understand why. After walking for a few hours they came upon a pokemon center. That would be a great place to rest, and get some real sleep in a bed. However they couldn't go in there looking like that."Chansey chansey " It was amazing Zentite could actually understand the chansey as more than it's name. "Ah...we need help. We need some clothes to wear. We are experiments that escaped from a lab far from here.""Chansey, chansey, chaaansey. " The chansey left, and returned with a large brown jacket, and hat for Zentite, and a nurses outfit for Cho. "Chansey, chansey, chansey Chansey "

['Zentyu']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/120957/

Dragon Ball: Legend of the Biomechanical Dragon (BreezinBy/Cylian997)

Something was making its way towards Earth, some shooting star bursting towards Earth. It was something the planet had seen before, about three times at this point. And much like last time, it'd bring something that would change the world. Yet, at this moment it broke the atmosphere, burning in it but yet not decreasing in size, it was no shooting star or asteroid, it was something quite familiar to a few on Earth, though not on the section of the planet where it would land. As it tore through the air, anyone looking through would see it, the fireball that then made a collision into the woods on the lower part of the continent, setting fire to the immediate surroundings. The object had caused a wide crater to exist in the forest, sending several trees on fire and setting most of them ablaze, thankfully the fire seemed somewhat localized to that area. And in the center of the crater, there was a ball of metal with one glass window. It only took a few moments for air to start to vent out of the pod as it opened up, covering up whoever would come out of it. All that was clear was that they were humanoid.This was Riipa, a mid level Saiyan warrior, though you wouldn't say that to her face. She was a dark skinned Saiyan woman with strong arms and scars all across her body, even extending to her face. It was clear that she had seen quite a fair bit of battle. She was fairly tall too, probably nearing about six feet tall. She was wearing the standard issue armor and scouter, looking quite like the other Saiyans that previously landed on this planet, though not on this continent. She didn't know, she was sleepy, she didn't know when she fell asleep but all she knew was that she was sent on a mission by her commanding officer to wipe out a planet in a nearby system. It wasn't an order from King Vegeta or Freeza, though, thankfully her team wasn't one that had to deal too much with Freeza's attention and King Vegeta seemed uninterested in them beyond occasionally sending them out as hitmen. They were supposed to be here on this mission, this wasn't a solo mission at all. If it was, she wouldn't have been sent on it, seeing as she was known for being wild. She didn't care about that label, however, she even approved of it seeing as it allowed her to have a reputation amongst the Saiyans of similar rank. for any power levels that were worth it. She wasn't having any luck at this point, seems like perhaps the planet was wiped out long ago? She scratched her head as she looked towards the burning forest. Where the hell was her team? And what planet was this? This clearly wasn't Planet Torwameln. This troubled her... "What was that..." A pair of eyes stared off into the distance as they saw this massive woman step out from some weird pod. The man tilted his head to the side as he gently batted away a little fire from his clothing. "I know the doctor said for me to not get lost doing nonsense, but is this really nonsense? Why is there an amazon in a pod?" Android 39 thought to himself, he had been stuck in a mission before as he tried to deal with another android. While he remembered nothing of his past, the one thing he knew he wished to do was help people. What about this woman? Wait, was it a woman? She was nearly as tall as he was! As he scratched his hair, he seemed rather stuck on the situation. What if she was lost? Sure, it was like no car he had ever seen and those scars only showed off just how dangerous she was, but was she? "Well, no time like the present 39."The biomechanical man inched towards the woman in question as his mix matched eyes gazed upon her. She looked even more intensely muscled than any man he had seen. The good doctor had told 39 to find someone to teach him more martial arts but... his curiosity had been tickled by this woman. Cautiously, the man came towards her. "Uh... hello. Are you ok? I see you kind of destroyed this whole forest but it should grow back in several years. At least no one was around to get hurt." 39 thought it might have been a good idea to quell the flames, no one wanted a forest fire. "I really am no good at conversation with... women?" The man was obviously confused if Riipa happened to be a woman or not. He had no idea women could get so muscle bound. It made him feel a little ashamed at his lack of size, while he had certainly looked athletic, Riipa totally beat him in the muscle size department. He had only hoped that this person was not out to murder him for something. Wait! Maybe this was a bad idea! What if she wanted to hurt him? "So... you are ok, right? You can call me Android 39." A good introduction was the best step forward for a meeting. 39 extended his hand to shake hers. Riipa looked at this...being? What the hell did he call himself? An Android? What did that evenmean?And did he just question if she was a woman? Clearly, this was a planet of idiots and she'd have to teach this one a lesson. She was clearly a woman, what was this shrimp on about? She looked at his hand reached out to give her a handshake and she didn't know what exactly he was doing. Was he offering to fight her? Or was he trying to say that she was weak and not worth his time? Oh, if that's what that little bastard was saying, she had something for him. She wasn't just gonna let him get away with disrespecting a Saiyan middle class warrior. She was fairly close to being an elite class. Yet, when she looked at his power level in the scouter it seemed as though it couldn't read him. Was he so weak that it couldn't pick it up? Wow, the creatures on whatever planet this was must be pretty weak then. She grinned at him, letting her fanged teeth show. She took his hand.And then flung him into the nearest tree, not caring about things like if it was burning or not. She enjoyed seeing him crash through the tree, but she had to be sure he was dead. She pointed her hand in the general direction of her opponent and started to fire off ki blasts in his general direction, letting out a loud laugh as she did so. Her tail swished in excitement, she was elated that she got to destroysomethingon this planet. Seems like this "Android" would do. As the fires raged on she continued to laugh, being proud of herself for doing so. At leas this person had a decent attitude, that was what 39 thought when the person took his hand. As he was easily flung over and tossed through a tree. His body quickly crashed through the wood as he held his back and saw what was something a bit surprising. This beast of a person quickly charged up ki blasts. It was something that shocked 39 as only some of the higher enemies he had faced had ever shot such blasts at him. The brilliant light charged towards him as the dust piled itself on and the explosions began to fill the land with reckless sound."Ten no Kiba!"As 39's voice filled the air, his right arm was stretched out as all of her energy had flew towards him and was some how swallowed all of her energy. There was a bright blue glow as the energy coursed into his system. As he felt it recharge his body, there were only a handful of people who managed to get him so charged up so quickly. "H hey!!" She heard his voice slip out as he dusted himself off quite casually, as if nothing had happened at all. "You are really powerful! Maybe you can help me out?" In all truth, 39 hoped to not fight someone so powerful and hoped that he could've calmed her down. He offered her a kind smile as his fists tightened into a ball as he waited for her. "You still didn't introduce yourself yet. I am sure a... dude like yourself would want to be cool with other dudes?" He chuckled nervously as he hoped he was correct this time. Maybe he had offended her? It was at this moment that Riipa was even more enraged at this idiot misgendering her, how the hell was he this dense. She rushed towards the android and started to wildly fail at him with her fists, knowing that he'd try to dodge and block them all. She was quite impressed that he was able to keep up with her and simultaneously pissed that her scouter seemed to be broken, there was no way this guy was as weak as it was suggesting. Growling, and laughing, her voice clearly feminine, if not a bit husky and gravelly, she threw a punch at her opponent full powered, knocking him back.She then used her speed to slam him into the ground, elbowing him down as she met him where he was flying towards. She knew that this idiot had something that was blocking her ki attacks, whatever the hell it was, she wasn't gonna fall for it again. Seemed like this bastard had to be taken out the old fashioned way, which was more than fine with her. She loved getting her hands dirty. "You better stay down or I'm gonna keep kicking your ass, boy." While 39 had done his best to block, Riipa was bit more intense than what he had anticipated. Not to mention he felt the shock from her blows decently enough. He hadn't chosen to attack yet as he was still adapting to her. 39 had never been trained in any sort of martial art before. He follows the natural rhythm of his body to fight. But that growl and that last hit made it painfully clear that this was a woman and as he was slammed down and hit with that sharp elbow. 39 coughed as he looked up to Riipa and only smiled casually at her."You can sound like a girl when you want too. But you gave me a present and I didn't give you something." 39 stretched out his left arm swiftly as his eyes sharpened for a moment, he was finally a bit more serious. "Jigoku no Kiba!" At point blank range, 39 shot a powerful blast that ripped through the air at Riipa. He hoped that it would at least slow her down. The blast had done more than that, it had sent the Saiyan careening through several trees, causing more destruction than she intended. She was more scuffed up than anything else but that caused her Saiyan spirit to rise up. A toothy grin appeared on her face before transitioning into a hearty laugh. She hadn't had a fight like this in long time and she welcomed the challenge. Rising to her feet and dusting off the dirt on her, the Saiyan was ready to fight this being. She wanted to crush this human so bad. She smirked and wrapped her tail around her body, realizing that she couldn't let him find out about that weakness so soon. She then felt her face, noticing a line of blood on her face. She wiped it off and spat out, flashing a smile once more.Bending her knees for a moment, waiting for the right moment, she pounced towards her opponent. She then went in for a solid punch, putting in most of her strength into it. She wasn't about to let this weakling decided what she was going to do. Riipa's heart was pounding and the blood was pumping, the Saiyan fighting spirit inside of her building up. She wanted this man dead, of course, but she had to have her fun first. That was something that almost shook 39 to his core he was no fighter, he had not been trained through the crucible of battle and he had never really had experience. He always wondered why he was changed and his battle with another andoid made it painfully clear that he needed to work on himself. This woman endured the shot and almost seemed to relish in the pain. While he had mostly ignored the tail he remained without any actual proper fighting stance as he glared down at his adversary. He had used a little bit too much of her energy and now he wished he had some to spare, if he had to use that.Or rather when.As Riipa dashed forward, 39 prepared himself for a possible attack. As her punch came forth the android used his elbow to block her attack as he tried to return a sharp upper cut to her. Even if the sensation of pain had mostly been removed from him, he still felt his entire body shake from the wild force of her punch. He needed to keep a cool head because he was worried that she could easily handle him. The uppercut landed true and drew blood. She staggered back from the blow, taking a few steps back to regain her balance. She had only just barely kept herself from flying off the ground, this bastard was packing quite a punch. She had to think about what her next move was going to be. The Saiyan knew that this wouldn't be a fight where she could just roll over her opponent, this had to be a fight where she thought about fighting beyond smashing things. She hadn't had a tactical battle in quite a while and she was welcoming the challenge of taking down a fighter like this. She also had noticed this man wasn't a fighter, at least not a trained one. And Riipa was someone trained at birth for combat, forged in the fires of conquest and war. Fires, the forest around them was burning, she could still the glow of the flames around them. She had to think about her next move but she had an idea of what it would be. She wasn't a part of the Saiyan Elite, that was King Vegeta, his son and his most loyal guards but she had a reputation. This fool was going to be in the ground before he even knew what was going on, her fanged grin curling up onto her face. "You just won't stay down, will ya? Guess I'm gonna have to bury ya myself."And with that, she made the leap towards her opponent. He could see that in her hand she was charging a blast of ki in her hand, glowing a fiery red itself. She charged towards her opponent, laughing as she did so. When she neared the five range range from the fighter, Riipa let off the blast right at the Android's feet. She was banking on the force from the blast damaging him in a way he couldn't absorbandgiving her some cover in the smoke. A steady defensive stance, that was how he remembered how to fight. There was no place for him to connect that thought too as far as he could recollect, but that piece of advice had only been broken one time before and so far it was working. Even if his uppercut landed, there was something odd about this person. They felt so heavy, not in the sense of weight as she easily out weighed him, but in the denseness of her muscles and the strength of her chin. He was unable to slow her down and that forced him to think of a new plan. Any such thoughts were dashed as she charged a hand with power, that was exactly what he needed at this very moment! What he didn't need was the dust storm that followed. As the dirt flew through the air freely, the young man was now trapped in a world of itchy darkness.He sucked his teeth as he was forced to reach out and grope around. His eyes had not been adjusted yet to withstand the cavalcade of the elements. The cloud of dust reached high into the air and paired with the smoke from the fire they became a combination of annoyances that he needed to be on guard. His arms were set against his sides as he guarded himself like a turtle as he was forced to close his eyes. He needed her to get closer in order to try and find a way to slow her down. And where she came from was from the front still, able to hear him in the darkness. Her clenched fist slammed into his chest before going for an open palm with the other hand to the face. She wanted this boy to be face first into the ground and gasping for air. Or not breathing at all, that one would be preferable but all she wanted is to win against the Android. She growled as she thought about how next to strike him, knowing that he'd catch on and the dust would settle eventually. It had to be something else she did. Thinking on it, her tail still wrapped around her body, she looked onwards at the silhouette of her opponent, scoffing."You might as well stand down now. At least die with dignity instead of being a coward." She grunted. Riipa played tough but knew this opponent rivaled her in strength. She just had to act tougher than him. As 39 was launched off and his body pushed through the ground, he had felt something he was not used to, pain. The man stood up as he took in a deep breath, he barely had enough battery for it, maybe for about 2 minutes he could be "complete". 39 cleaned his lips as there was some blood across them, it turned out he could have bled after all. " I guess you are going to make me use everything. If I would have known this, I would have kept your energy." 39 stood up as, for the first time, he got himself into an open stance. Like how a dragon would've stood if they were about to go onto an all out attack."Amatsu Karada..." 39's eyes glowed intensely as he dashed forward and released a varied wave of punches at Riipa. He was a different man how, the timid boy who hid behind his defensive skill gave way to brave fighter who seemed intent to give as well as he could take.

['Riipa', 'Vegeta']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/12198/

A brawl game gone wrong....(commyXBlade)

fighters ready? Begin!!!While this happens two form on the stage that looked like Hyrule Temple from Link's Realm. Suddenly a beam showed to where a power suit like being stepped from recognized as Samus. While the other formed in that of a Twilight gate which was Link. When they heard the announcer they began to fight. Though they only each had one life prior setting of the controller of the judges they didn't know that the controllers for their death setters were going haywire and suddenly shut off. Though in reality set a tear in the dimension that they were in. However they wouldn't realize where they would go when they finally did get close enough. Suddenly When Samus had time she used her grapple and grabbed link. Suddenly with a throw threw him off of the stage. When she got the chance she lunged after him and punched him knocking him slightly unconscious for a second though regaining she continued to hit him down to make sure she got the point. They tumbled to the bottom suddenly when they should have 'died' they flew through a dimensional rift. Suddenly they found themselves in front of a huge monster. Samus noticed that her energy tanks now were operational. This meant that they were not in the brawl universe. Her eyes widened and suddenly slammed against the wall suddenly her suit like the other times blinked and then alarm went off as an explosion that made the monster flinch as she landed on the ground. Her eyes blinked and opened slowly as she noticed that her suit had destroyed itself. Samus landed and sighed, "What just happened?" She checked her systems and like the other times she had lost the functionality of her abilities. She was left with her original power suit and her eyes just went over the things that she only had at the moment. However the power suit itself had lasted the blast and remained on her since she knew that she wouldn't be able to last without her power cannon. Thank god I didn't use my super blast She thought as she sighed inside her suit as she searched for Link. He had landed on the ground a bit away from her as she stood up and groaned a little bit since she wasn't used to being hurt like she was in her own realm. This was the first time that the pain affected her this much. Suddenly dodging a attack that felt like a slow down in time as a big bunch of smoke saw from the wall as she rolled. The monster had just tried to attack her. While she looked over at it she rushed over to Link, "Link get up!" She shook him hoping he would get up. Link rubbed his head as he spoke. "Geez, Samus. You don't have to shake me so hard." He hadn't realized that they were in the Faron woods. That is, until the beast in front of them roared. He instinctively reached for his bow, but he hesitated when he saw the double clawshot next to the arrows. "Wh what the...." From his shadow came a familiar voice to the Ordonian youth."Link! Snap out of it and fight! Do you want that armored chick to get hurt?"Link looked at Midna in a daze, then shook himself out of it as he saw Samus fighting with the Wolfos. "Aw,crap." Samus looked at the huge monster in front of them and then the little ones that were now sitting next to her as she shot them with her weak power weapon. They connected for the most part but it took a lot of shots before a wolfo went down and she had to continue to shoot continually to make a difference. Looking down she noticed that the Brawl options were not destroyed as she saw her super shot feature though she would have to be fully upgraded for it to appear. Despite lack of smash ball she had control over her features again and could fire them at will. Samus noticed Link and the discontent that formed on his face as she heard a voice though she knew that he was going crazy about what just happened as well. Suddenly her eyes snapped at the monster as another huge blow hit her. From the force she slammed against the wall. Her energy tank she had was nearly half gone and she could feel the strain of her energy only. It was horrible. Link fired three arrows at the Diababa, drawing its attention away from Samus. "Samus! The jars along the back wall there have healing items in them! The one closest to you has a fairy that basically acts like those recharge stations you mentioned, but without refilling your ammo. If your energy gets low, go ahead and grab it. I have a few in the bottles I carry. I'll keep this bastard distracted for you!" He tied a bomb to one of his arrows and lit it, launching it at the Diababa's head, sending it crashing into a large spike that jutted out from the wall behind the monster. "After that, focus on killing the Wolfos. Aim for their tails and upper thighs. That's their weak spot!""Link! You'd saved that Final Smash, hadn't you? Grab it's main head and kill it!" Midna said, appearing from his shadow at his side. Link stared at her for a second as if he was an idiot, then grabbed his clawshot, aiming at its eye stalk. "Oh yeah! I'd forgotten about that! Thanks Midna Chan!" He shot his weapon, and it latched onto the eyestalk, and as the chain retracted, it pulled the beast towards Link. It crashed to the floor, dazed, and Link drew his sword tat he'd gotten from Rusl, and a golden glow fromed around him and the blade. He charged forward as an image of the Triforce appeared around the Diababa. "TRIFORCE SLASH!!!" He slaashed the eyestalk in a quick twelve hit combo, and with a final lunge, the Triforce image shattered, as did the Diababa. Upon its death, however, two dozen more Wolfos appeared, most of them the usual grey, but there was one jet black and on e that was a silvery white. Link looked pissed. "OH, COME ON!!" he screamed. Samus looked at him as she smirked within her helmet. While her contender was fighting the main beast she had to get her own stuff on track when she faced she took in contrast to what Link had marked as she used her HUD and then began to shoot at weak spots and suddenly the wolfos began to die faster then before as she was shooting one however the other hit her though she shot before she fell back and began to pound on the one that shot her just as Link had done the triforce slash that she knew too well since she had been caught in it as she tore apart the wolfo that stood in front of her to see two more appear as she frowned, "How many more do you have to kill to get out of here?" She asked as she looked at him and then back at the wolfos and then aimed her cannon at them smirking. "Bring them on!", She said cocky like as she eyed down the monsters. Link killed another Wolfos as he spoke. "Once the one possessed by the Fused Shadow is dead, the others should vanish! But I can't tell which one that is.""Link, you sexy Idiot! It's the black one! Kill the white one, too. I don't know what it has, but it seems important."Little did they know, but the white one had an orb like gem in it's chest that held Samus' Charge beam and heat Visor data. The black and white Wolfos opened their mouths and fired orbs of black and white energy, respectively, at Link and Samus. When they did, the others flashed as if they were holograms. Link looked at them for a second with a WTF look on his face. "Did....did I just imagine that?!" Samus sensed a electrical field around them. She knew that one of them had something that this world didn't contain normally. The thought passed as her visor analyzed the wolfos and their properties. When she figured out one had her charged shot she looked over at Link, "Hey you I am going to go after the white one." She said as she looked toward the white one and then began to race after it. While it shot the white blast at her she slide under it as it smashed into the wall behind her. Suddenly it jumped back and lunged and Samus brought up her cannon. As it latched onto her gun she punched it with her other hand. A couple hard hits to the head it unlatched and then she jumped back and then slid some. Her eyes focused on it and she dashed after the beast when her fist connected with its face she then kicked its side. The wolfo then replied with a couple hits to her sides and then to her chest knocking her back. Her energy was getting low though it wasn't red and her suit wasn't warning her yet. She got up to her feet as her suit sparked some from abuse. She sighed, "This is harder then I thought." She said to herself as she eyed down the wolfo. Suddenly when she noticed it run and lunge at her she grabbed the top jaw and then stuck her cannon down its throat. Suddenly shooting a couple shots into the belly of the beast it screamed out. Suddenly it died breaking and bursting into a bright light as the sight of slid shows in the air that was differently her power. Running for it she saw her cannon shine and then suddenly her visor had a new icon. It was her heat visor and her charge beam as she held her shot for a bit. Link and Midna stood there, gawking at the relative ease with which she'd killed the beast. As Midna shook Link out of it, the black Wolfos charged a shot and launched a beam of jet black energy at Samus, then lunged at Link, claws extended, fangs exposed. He rolled around behind it and gave a spinning sweep with his blade to its back, spilling blood across the ground. The Wolfos fell onto its back, stunned, and Link leaped into the air, dropping down with the point of the blade aimed at the beast's heart. A single stab, and the blade went through the heart of the beast, and with a twist, Link ended its life. As it exploded, the black dust that had poured from the corpse reformed into a piece of what appeared to be some sort of mask, similar to the one Midna was wearing. Link watched as it hovered down to Midna, and she used her tribal magicks to shrink the thing down and hide it in her pocket."Link, let's thank that girl. She may be an opponent from your Brawl Challenge, but she still helped us. And you know the saying, right?" "The enemy of my enemy is my ally." Link said, quoting the old adage as he walked towards Samus. The other Wolfos had fled, or vanished, when the two unique Wolfos were dead, and he smiled at the armored warrior. "Samus, I have someone I'd like you to meet. This is my friend, Midna. Midna, this is Samus Aran." He said, introducing the two women to eachother. The Twilight Princess bowed politely, but that was about it."Pleased tomeet you." Samus turned on her intercom to the outside and nodded, "Yes Midna, I am glad to meet you too." Though before when the black had hit her which lowered her energy even more her suit looked damaged and sparking. She gasped some as she went to a knee and then slowly go up as the pain was getting pretty high as her energy was half of its danger level. That meant that she had only one more hit before either she would have to eject her armor or she would die. "...I think it is time...", She gasped for breath "...for energy." She said as she stood up barely as they both could see the sparks went in and out of her suit. It showed that her suit damaged her whenever it was on its verge of giving out. Walking over barely to one of the pots she hit it and then suddenly a mix of a heart and her energy sphere appeared. She looked at it oddly as she absorbed it into her suit. Midna had looked surprised as she looked back at them, "I don't know but this realm feels like it has adjusted to my abilities here and that it is now making me go through challenges when it did for you Link." She said as she walked over to them after taking a couple more as she had looked a more cleaner and less sparks as her suit had less argument about its status. "Makes sense." Link said. "Cuz there's an energy tank right over there next to the Heart Container." He picked up the red crystalline heart. "I still want to know what happened with the recovery system." Midna looked at him with a confused look. She hadn't heard anything about a failed recovery platform system. "Link,what do you mean a failed recovery system? I thought those thing were inspected before every match!"Midna looked at Link as he shrugged, but the Ordonian didn't notice the lustful look in her eyes. Little did he know the Twilight Princess wanted him to take her, make her his own. She blushed slightly as she caught herself glancing at his ass, and shee turned her back quickly, just in time for Link to not see the blush."Link you don't know what you do to me." she whispered. Yes, I made a reference to both what she wants and our LOZ rp. Heh heh heh. Samus looked and watched as she blinked. The twilight princess was more fascinated with Link then her very own person. "Well, Link to get back I assume we will have to re encounter what you fought in this world. Maybe then brawl will happen and we will be teleported back into our rightful spots. For now though I need to recover my items to be as strong as I was. You need to help me along the way so we can see this together.", She explained as she sighed and hoped that they could leave this temple or whatever it was since she wanted out of this realm so bad and to fight Link, Though she knew that the man had something else on his mind or at least his companion did. Midna was more or less trying to do something that revolved around the way humans and practically every species reproduced and Samus couldn't understand. Maybe it was that she was a bounty hunter unable to feel such emotions or even get attacked to one with it. Though those thoughts often found the way out of her head as she headed for the door. Link smiled. "Come on. I know a shortcut out of here." He walked over to the door that was the only entrance to the room, and he started searching the roots off to the left side. "Let's see...three left...and five...six...seven up...Heh heh. There it is." He stood on his toes and grabbed at what appeared to be a dead vine with a rock embedded in the wall behind it. He pulled the vine away and pointed at the 'rock' with his sword, a large frown on his face. "What the hell?! There's supposed to be a lever here, not this wierd glowing rock!""Link, don't get upset. Maybe Miss Aran can help." Midna said. She then hovered over to the bounty hunter and bowed politely, fully visible like when Link was in his wolf form."Miss Aran, allow me to properly introduce myself. I am Midna, and although I don't look it, I am the Princess of the Twilight Realm. I was cursed into this form that you now see, and in a sense, exiled here. I travel with Link Kun in order to help restore Hyrule and the Twilight Realm to their natural state. I wonder if you would be willing to assist us through out as much of our journey as you are able."She bowed politely, almost to the point of looking humble. Though she was royalty, she couldn't help feeling that a commoner was more useful than she herself was. In the background, Link was hacking away at the rock, but no change occurred. Samus looked at her now fully visible. "Ah I see. Well, I want to help out to get out of this realm..no offense to you twilight princess but I don't belong in this time.", She said softly as she noticed Link hacking away at the rock. "That must be something that you cannot do without my help Link.", She said as she looked at it more closely with her visor and found out that she had to do something and her face softened. Giggling she jumped back and then aimed at it and suddenly she shot a small shot as she watched a noticeable reaction. "See, Link Kun! I told you she'd be helpful!" Midna said, laughing. The Twilight Princess hovered over to Link, swinging aroung to hide herself from Samus' view completely, and when Link turned around to face Samus, his own fave was as red as a beet. Midna giggled behind him and dove back into his shadow as he pointed a thumb at the doorway that had now opened. "Well, the....the door's open....let's go, Samus Chan..." It was obvious he was embarrassed about something, and that something was that Midna had kissed the Ordonian. Samus looked at him smirking, "I haven't seen that side of you Link." She said softly. Her eyes kept following him, "I haven't seen you outside of the battle in brawl and to see you in your home environment it is amazing." She said as she walked out of the temple into another strange land that she was alien too. Not an unusual feeling but it was just weird in the sense that it wasn't somebody she should be since they don't have technology that would rival her's. Taking more steps down the long walk way she scanned the flora and many things that were around her. Determining that this was was Ordonian Forest Furon. That they were in the forest temple which was that held the 'dark power' that Link is searching for. Her visor could uncover any type of mystery. Link thanked her for liking his home and walked behind her. As he pointed out certain flora and fauna that he was sure the visor would be unable to identify well, he explained more about them, and his hometown of Ordon. "When we get to the town, I'll introduce you to my best friend's father. He's the mayor and he's pretty strong for someone with his build. But don't let that fool you. He's just a big softy. But before we even go to town, I'll show you my home. I'll even cook you some dinner if you're hungry, Samus Chan." Midna shook her head quietly. She thought to herself that Link was being an idiot, but she loved him nonetheless.'Link, you lovable goofball...one of these days you're going to be mine. I'm going to make you mine.' She thought, daydreaming of his body against hers in an erotic embrace, and she giggled happily from within his shadow. Samus nodded, "I can take off my helmet and eat if that is ok. I doubt I will be able to lose my suit because if I do I will lose the ability to put it back on." She said as she nodded. Also nodding due to his explanation of his village and the mayor. When they walked on she kept her visor on so she could pick up any enemy attacks just in case she had her cannon ready and she knew now she had something to attack and be strong with with her charge ability. "I also don't know if this suit of mine can protect me from the twilight of the land plauging it. Though it must mean that you got rid of it here it seems.", She said as she had seen a near by wall of twilight. It was dark and her scanners did put a warning saying mutation warnings. Her eyes kept on it for a bit and then back at him waiting for his reply. "Actually, he prevented it from even reaching her to begin with. And as a Twili, I can tell you right now that your suit will keep you safe as long as it doesn't break or expose any piece of your skin to the twilight. Once that happens, I can't even begin to guess what happens."Midna said, popping out of Link's shadow once again. Then, hovering up close to Samus, she whispered so that only she could hear."So what do you think of Link Kun? Isn't he just dreamy? I don't know if it was his fur or his gorgeous eyes that made me fall in love with him." Samus blushed and shook it off, "I I haven't ever seen him outside of brawl so my mind is a little mixed...I haven't seen this wolf or the fur you speak of midna." She whispered back as she was lucky she was in her suit or helmet since her face was beat red from Midna mentioning him. Samus was never able to explore her feelings as a woman and so this was a difficult situation for her to speak of. She always wanted to avoid things like this since she couldn't answer them like others could. Her stride was a little faster just enough to stay ahead of Link as if she didn't want him to see her blush or her embarrassment. "Midna, what did you say to her? She's acting a bit funny.""Oh, nothing. Just some girl talk, that's all."Midna hovered over to him and kissed his lips openly, making him blush again, and she told him to hurry up as as went ahead of him, staying close to Samus and talking about the Metroids. To Midna, the little jellyfish type creatures that ate your brains sounded much like a type of pet she'd had when she was younger. Midna also kept glancing at Link and smiling at him. What she didn't realize was how much her body wanted him right then and there. Samus looked at Midna explaining her world to her. "Yeah, though they don't just suck your brains out. They absorb your energy leaving you lifeless.", She said happily as she finally had gotten over that one problem and moved onto telling her things. Midna seemed inquisitive and she loved that about the twili princess. She was so interested in the galactic society that she thought first hand. Samus thought that people didn't give a shit about anything about her specially her world or universe with better sense of words. As they walked and talked, Link kept quiet, simply enjoying the sound of their voices mingling with the wildlife. He was glad the walk to his house from the Forest Temple took a couple hours."What about that big bat thing? What was his name....Ridley, I think? What was he like before becoming a robot?"Midna was very interested in other worlds, and had been jealous of Link since she was forbidden to go with him to the Brawl Stradium. She pulled a cloak of dark green leaves around her small frame and blushed slightly as she resisted the urge to go kiss Link again. Samus smiled, "Ridely one of my rivals? Yeah he was pretty bad boss and he turned into a mecha when I killed him once. Then I killed him as that. He is a leader of a group of pirates...well not leader but commander. The leader was the mother brain which is a huge brain that resembles a human one with an eye in the middle. She wasn't that hard but she has had many forms over the years. Though I don't care much for them." She said as she explained and giggled whenever Midna would get the urge or looked embarrassed since it was cute and she knew for who. "If you had to pick," Midna said, bringing her voice down to a whisper. "Would you want to have Link Kun kiss you, or have him make love to you?" Samus felt herself locked in an area again that she couldn't answer properly as she looked at Midna blushing horribly again. "Midna...!", She said as she ran ahead of Midna still blushing horribly. She stopped for a second to let Link come down right behind her as they cross the bridge into Ordon province. "Midna, that's enough. You stay by me for the rest of the day!" Link said, sensing that Samus was once again uncomfortable. Midna, however, only laughed."Fine, spoilsport. Be that way."she said, diving back into his shadow. Since she was invisible while in his shadow, she took the chance to blow a kiss at Link's face. Midna had already devised a plot to make him hers, and it involved Samus' help to a degree. Their next target that she was going to send them after was the Fused Shadow in the Eldin Province. "I'm sorry about her, Samus. She tends to get jealous of any girl I talk to, except for Ilia Chan for some reason. She doesn't mean any harm, she just....I don't know." Link said, his voice failing towards the end. On the other side of the bridge was a beautiful chestnut brown Arabian mare with a black mane and tail. "Epona, how are you, girl? Not too worried about us, I hope?" Epona whinnied back and rubbed her muzzle against Samus' shoulder, just trying to be friendly. Samus nodded, "I understand I guess. Being Jealous of you is something that I think girls would do Link." She said softly as they approached the village. When a horse appeared she smiled and nuzzled it back in response to its friendly gesture. Even though she was locked in metal and armor she could feel the touch of the animal. The gesture of what it spoke had gone through her metal shell easily. "This must be your horse...Link.", She said softly as she pet it with her other hand running her metal hand down the muzzle of the horse gently as she looked back at Link and smiled. Suddenly her visor was going nuts and noticed that the scanner was showing a piece of the 'fused shadow' in another temple near the Eldin Province. The scanner went nuts for a second and then she sighed and then looked back at him, "...As we were...you were going to show me the village Link?" She said as she didn't want to deal with more attacking right now since they had been battling a huge monster for a while. Link smiled, petting Epona's muzzle. "Her name's Epona. I think she likes you, Samus Chan." he said. Then he pointed to the house that was built into the tree above them. "But before we head into town, why don't we get something to eat and get a good night's rest first? Having to fight that damn plant on top of the Brawl Tournament, especially after facing Wolf, Solid Snake, and Pikachu before facing you, made me feel really drained." Once again, Midna giggled from his shadow. She'd figured out a way to make him take her ad make her his own, but she would have to wait until they went to Kahkariko Village in a couple days."Link, maybe you better let me cook tonight. Even that stupid pink puffball with the insatiable urge to inhale shit can cook better than you. And it doesn't have any taste buds!"Link blushed slightly, remembering the one time he tried cooking for a friend, and nodded. "Good idea. I don't want to accidentally poison Samus Chan with 100 poison free ingredients." Epona whinnied a chuckle as she rested her head on the Ordonian's shoulder. Samus looked at them and smiled nervously as she headed with them past the spring and then further. They had reached the small walk way and around as they headed down past Link's Home toward the mayor's house. Samus took in the scenery but like her fashion she studied things and made sure her surroundings in case she would need to use something for them or their advantage in case they are caught in a disadvantage. "Link, your village is so beautiful it is better to see then metal all the time in my time.", She said over her intercom from her helmet as she looked around more waiting for the ordonian reply. "I'm glad you like it here, Samus Chan." Link said as a heavier set fellow with a small mustache and goatee and receeding hairline came out to meet them. "Link! Welcome home! Ilia's waiting inside if you want to talk to her. And who might your armored friend be?" he said, pollitely bowing to Samus. Link smiled. "Shichou, this is Samus Aran. She's one of the contenders in the Brawll Tournament that's coming up in a few weeks. She came to Hyrule as a part of the Tournament's 'Know Your Rival' Program. Basically, She'll be with us until the Tournament starts, and then afterwards, she'll return to her homeland." Link said, quickly masking the fact that the timeline had been skewed a bit when the platform had malfunctioned. The Mayor just smiled and Welcomed Samus into his home. "So it's like a Foreign Exchange program? What do you think of Hyrule, Ma'am?" He asked as Link went to find Ilila. Midna, however, quickly left the building,running off to the North for God knows what reason. "The wildlife here hasn't taken a bite outta you yet, has it?" Samus looked at Mayor, "It is beautiful." She said as the mayor smiled. Samus nodded softly as she smiled as she suddenly there was a 'kisshhhh' from the noise around her neck and suddenly her long blond hair flowed out and her skin now shown for the first time as blue eyes. "I need to take this off to eat.", She smiled as she looked at them both Midna and the rest of them seeing her face for the first time. The mayor's jaw dropped, but he quickly recovered. "You remind me of our ruler, Princess Zelda." he said. Then he took his leave to go prepare the meal. Midna took advantage of this and slipped from Link's shadow and hovered up to Samus. She smirked slightly, like she had when she first met Link."You do resemble Zelda, Samus San."No wonder Link hates his matches with you so much."Link blushed. "Midna!! Youweren't supposed to tell her that!!" Samus blushed, "well, it is because ...I don't know!" She said flustered as she looked away, "I know how Zelda looks and I don't know why we look so alike." Her body language obviously spoke a whole marathon for the group as she was embarrassed and quite nervous as well. Though when she noticed the mayor go into the house she followed him as she wanted them to come with too though not voicing it due to her flustered feelings. "Come on...", She said quickly walking into the home without her helmet as she left it on the table after she entered. She wondered if they would come since Midna was with Link again and she knew that Princess had something in her mind for the young boy that she had always kept barraging with her lovely advances. At least that is what it looked like to Samus. While she waited for the two to enter the home she walked in and she noticed paintings of the mayor and his daughter as she looked around taking in the views of the paintings that showed the landscape. "Such a pretty landscape it is way better then the metal in HQ.", She said to herself quietly. The mayor saw Samus looking at the picture as he dried off his hands. "That picture was painted by Link himself about three months back. The boy's got talent with more than just goats and a sword." he said. When Link and Midna entered the house, it was a bit odd because Midna was the one blushing, instead of the blonde swordsman. "Not boring her to death are you, Mayor Shicho?" Link asked, using the mayor's full title for once. The mayor, Jericho, shook his head. "Nah, I just saw her lookin' at the paintin' you did of Ilia and me a few months back." Midna was a bit too quiet, and the way she was standing, her arms crossed at the wrists, hands below the waist, she looked like a shy schoolgirl. Jericho noticed this and spoke as he smiled gently at her. "Midna Hime," he said, using her title as Princess. "What's gotten you so quiet all of a sudden?""N nothing....nothing in particular..." she said, turning redder than before. Not once since she and Link had entered the building had she looked at Link. Not once had she even glanced in his direction. And she was blushing crimson, and getting redder by the minute. Samus looked at Midna and looked at her then back at the painting. Her face had faintly blushed as she smiled, "He has such an artistic soul. I wonder why he fights and not just paint? I think it is more of a pure expression despite my own fighting in my own universe." She analyzed the man's work and just marveled in it. "Thank you Mayor for showing me this piece or telling me of its creator. I know that Link has a pure soul. Anyway I am quite famished. Where is the food?", She said quickly switching suddenly due to the fact her stomach was ripping her heart out methodically speaking and she wanted to eat. Link blushed slightly at Samus' words. "I love to paint, but the current situation here has forced me to take up arms. The fact that the Ancient Hero of Time was my ancestor kinda makes it so that I am quite proficient with a blade, even though I had never touched one before." Jericho's face fell as Link mentioned the current 'situation' but he led Samus to the kitchen as he put his smile back. "Dinner's back here. Help yourself, Miss Aran. I can cook up plenty more in a jiffy if we need it. Midna, you can join us if you want to." he said, glancing at the still crimson faced Twili Princess."Th thank you, Shichou San, but I must respectfully decline. Food from the Light World has a negative effect on a Twili if a certain herb isn't in it. Sadly, that herb can only be found in the Twilight Realm."Link sighed. He'd forgotten about that. Luckily though, Midna took her leave and went outside. For what purpose was anyone's guess, as she teleported out of sight before the door closed. Jericho looked slightly crestfallen. "Well ain't that a shame. I'll have to ask her to bring me some of those herbs some time. I'm sure she'd love my cooking." he said. Then he began dishing out the meal, starting with a large portion of everything for Link, then he carved a decent sized slice off of the roast in the center of the table for each of them. "Miss Aran, tell us a bit about your HQ." Meanwhile, Midna had warped to Link's house. She lay in his bed, sweating buckets due to a fever that she'd kept hidden while she was around them. She opened her eyes slightly, and one could tell her eyes were unfocused."Link Kun....I won't last the night without some Light Medicine.....I hope you find the note in your boot in time..."she said, her voice now drastically labored.she passed out, the last thing in her sight being a hallucination of a proud and wild wolf with blue eyes. Link took off his boots when he entered Jericho's house. just an fyi. Samus had gotten into her food as suddenly as her helmet was alarming out of control. Taking no heed to the hospitality that she had held when she had been with them moments before she put her helmet back on after eating some before it went off. :Friendly in trouble!: The helmet had a message on it and suddenly the location of the friendly was being shown as she looked as it was near them. "Link, I think something is up! There is somebody in trouble near us!", She said in her intercom since she had put the air tight seal back on as she looked and turned to the location which was in the location of his house. It was weird why a friendly would be in his home. Maybe the kids of the village and one got sick while not eating something they shouldn't? It was her guess as she waited for the swordsman to come to her. "Don't let some simple cookin' keep ya from helping out." Jericho said. Then he nodded towards the door as Link swallowed the food in his mouth. "You might want to look in your boots first, Link. I think Midna put something in there." "Thanks, Mayor Shichou." The swordsman said. When he checked his boots, he saw a note that was scrawled in the Twili language, and he read quickly, his face turning pale as a sheet. "Gods grant me speed." he whispered. "Shichou! Do you have any of the mandrake roots left?" Jericho nodded. "They're out in the patch. The spices are in the shelves next door to the shed." Link bolted out the door, not even putting his boots on. The only thing running through his mind was Midna. Though brief, the note had explained that she'd been poisoned by the Diababa just before Samus had slain it, and only Light World medicine could help. Rusl watched from the other side of the street as Link frantically prepared a mandrake antidote. He silently wished the recipient of the potion a full and speedy recovery. Midna was out cold from the poison induced fever. She had fallen out of the bed and was lying on the floor naked as her gown had torn on a splayed segment of the stepladder that she'd used to get on top of the bed. Her hair was fanned out around her, and the Fused Shadow that she wore on her head had rolled into the corner. The blanket had fallen onto her, and she was covered for the most part. However, her left arm, shoulder, and breast, were as exposed as her face. A thin trail of silver blood trickled from a cut on her forehead down her neck and onto the floor, where it began to crystallize into a familiar hexagonal shape."...Link......save.....me....."she whispered. She had only about an hour before the poison would become fatal and impossible to cure. Her only hope and chance of survival was Link's knowledge of herbal cures, and his experience in creating an antidote to a strong poison in short amounts of time. Link glanced at Samus as he prepared the potion. "Samus Chan....Although I've known her for only a few months, Midna has become very precious to me, much like you and the other Brawl Combatants." he said, obviously concerned for the Twili's condition. Samus checked her visor again and sighed as the health situation on the body was fading. The bar that showed the status of the being was slowing and quickly emptying. "Hurry link! The status of the being if it be midna or anything else is fading fast!", She had dash out of the house and toward the house that the being was at. It was in the house that presumed as Link's as she used her beam to grapple onto the edge or railing of the house and got up opening the door in a hurry as she looked around and then walked in a rush into the house and then turned around as the body just appeared behind her and suddenly she saw the body of a twili passed out on the floor. "It is ..Midna...", She said quickly as she gasped some knowing that she didn't have anything to heal the being with and hoped link had something. Link quickly ran to Midna's side, holding a shallow bowl of some bittter looking herbal medicine to the Twili's lips. His voice was full of worry and concern, but also with a sense of compassion that was not normally in his voice. "I'm here, Midna Chan. Don't worry anymore." As Midna slowly opened her eyes, though she was still weak, her eyes pleaded with him, and Link knew their intention instantly. He spoke again, but softly and with his face starting to turn crimson. "Um...Samus Chan? Could I ask you to step outside for about ten minutes, please? There's a wound upon her that this medicine won't be able to help with. And, unfortunately, she is a bit shy when I have to treat wounds on her body that are that close to her.....um....those areas." It was blantantly obvious that he was nervous about having to fix a physical wound on Midna's body in any location, but the fact that the particular wound that Midna needed to be healed was almost at her genitals made his nervousness and embarrassment triple. Samus blushed softly as she nodded, "yeah...fine." She said as she turned and walked out of the room and down the latter. Landing softly she turned walking out of the house and then jumped down and walked over to a tree and sat down knowing what the two were going to do. Her mind began to wonder as she shook her head, "Damnit Samus...don't think those thoughts. Link is healing her not trying to take advantage of her." She spoke to herself hitting herself with her own beam cannon as she looked up at the house and then down at the path toward the Furon Woods. About twelve minutes later, Link came out of his house, face red as a boiled lobster, and he sighed. "I hope I never have to fix a wound on her body that's that close to her.....there...again." he said. FLASHBACK Link was wearing latex gloves that he'd bought for working with the wounded goats, and he was trying not to be embarrassed, but he couldn't help it. Midna had cut her thigh when she'd fallen, and the laceration was so close to the Twili's genitalia that he could not tend to it without touching Midna's privates. "Midna Chan....gommenne. I can't fix it without touching you embarrassing parts." Midna looked at him with an understanding in her eyes that was beyond the Ordonian's comprehension. She spoke softly, as if fearing she might hurt his feelings if she spoke otherwise. "It's....it's alright, Link. If it's you...I don't mind. I'll try to not make any noise." she said, her breathing slowly becoming less labored as the medicine took hold. Link nodded, then took a breath as Midna closed her eyes. As Link began to tend to her wound, he mind wandered to an erotic dream of them making love in the forest, surrounded by the soft glow of the faeries in the golden twilight of dusk. Link's fingers were moving aptly as he cleaned the area around the cut, and she felt them brushing closer to her virgin womanhood by the second. When Link spoke again, his voice carried a soft regret. "Midna, I have to sew the wound shut. Forgive me for any pain you feel from the needle." Midna simply nodded. When she felt the prick and pierce f the sewing needle going through her flesh,she suppressed a slight moan. She loved the minute pain it gave. It turned her on to some extent. However, at the moment his fingers brushed against her pussy for the first time, she took a jagged breath. Link paused for a split second, then continued working, trying to touch her privates as little as possible. The fourth time his fingers had no choice but to brush against her softly, she couldn't contain herself any more and let out a soft moan. She knew that if he touched her there once more, she'd become wet, and she'd be very embarrassed about that. Luckily for her, his fingers never brushed there again, as he pulled his hands back and sighed. "There, all done." Link said. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, not out of love, but a simple kiss of combined relief of having saved her, and comfort as if to tell her she'd be fine. She opened her eyes and saw that he'd turned crimson. She also saw that his body had reacted to the touching of a female's privates. "Um, Link Kun? I'm sorry for worrying you." "It's alright, Midna Hime. I'll take a minute to calm my body, then go speak with Samus Chan again. You get some rest." END FLASHBACK Link sighed as he spotted Samus. "She'll need to rest for a day so the medicine can take its full effect, but she's out of the worst of it." he said. Then he blushed and added something under his breath that he'd hoped Samus wouldn't hear, but he forgot about the suit being able to provide subtitles for speech if the volume was too low. "She has a cute body, though..." Suddenly a clang hit him behind the head, "You DID heal her right?...RIGHT?" She said angerly as she eyed the swordsman. The thought had traveled through her head and this image that he had just mumbled appeared in her head before he came out. "You were taking advantage of her weren't you?", She said with more anger as the man could feel a lightening strike hit his head or face with her eyes that shine with the fear of doom. "OW!!" Link fell to the ground holding his head in his hands, and he already felt an almost comical, anime type bump forming from where Samus had hit him with her cannon. "Yes, I healed her." He looked on the verge of tears due to the pain, but he toughed it out. "And I would never dream of taking advantage of her. It's just....well...." The Ordonian Swordsman's voice trailed off into silence, and he knew it was bad to go quiet, but he couldn't help it. Seeing Midna as close to nude as she had been, and the fact that the Twilight Princess was secretly in love with him, had made him question his heart. He'd loved Ilia with the utmost affection since the time they had been Malon's age, and that love had only deepened as they grew. He looked at the gorund between his feet and started to draw absent minded into the dust with a finger. It took him all of forty five seconds, but the finished product was a simple drawing: A heart torn perfectly in two. Inside one half was a drawing of Ilia, and in the other was an image of Midna. Link's face began to tint itself crimson as he looked at it. The pitrue's meaning was simple. His heart was torn between two loves. "What do I do, though?" Link whispered, once again at a level where the suit's subtitle system would convey his words. "I know I love Ilia Chan, but....I also think I'm falling in love with Midna Hime Chan." His head dropped down into his arms, which had crossed themselves across his knees, and his voice was a bit more audible. "I don't know, Samus Chan. I just don't know where my heart truly lies." Inside his house, Midna heard the loud clang of metal against bone, Link's cry of pain, and she couldn't help but giggle slightly. She knew that he loved Ilia, but now he seemed torn."One day real soon, Link Kun. One day soon, I shall make you mine. May the Goddesses forgive me, for my selfish desires, but....I want one....." She said. Then her voice dropped to a mere whisper."I want a baby to call my own, and I want Link Kun to be its father." Samus sighed letting her anger go, "I am sorry link I might be a woman but all I know is battle. The only one I knew was a Intelligence specialist but he died. So that was hardly anything called love." She said softly as she eyed the swordsman noticed some tears as the man's heart was truly broken apart and was having the hardest time dealing with his emotions. The thought of it made her sighed and almost want to hug him but then afraid she would develop something that would turn this into a triangle she avoided contact with her physical self. "Link, I just hope you can focus enough to choose. Maybe it might have to be one or the other then again just think about the fact of your role I guess.", She said softly, "That is all I can offer." She said slowly and made her way back to the village not wanting to stay there since this man was asking her on something she couldn't help. "Link moping again?" Jericho asked as he approached Samus. "That boy can be more emotional when it comes to Midna and Ilia. Hard to believe that boy used to be a wallflower when it came to girls." Link wandered back into his house to think, and when he entered, he climbed the ladder up to his bed. He sat on the chair next to it and smiled at Midna, who was feigning sleep. "I told myself when I was little that girls were gross. When Ilia gave me Epona for my birthday, I told myself Ilia was the one for me. When you and I started our journey together to stop Ganondorf, I realized that even guys could be torn between to love interests." Link gently kissed Midna's forehead, not noticing the slight blush on the Twili's face, and smiled. "Last month, when I got the invitation for the Brawl Tournament, I told myself that I'd win it for the two of the girls I loved. Now, though, I find myself saying 'Hey, you don't know what you're doing anymore.' It's almost like I have to decide who I love more, and I find that impossible right now." He noticed Midna's eyes flutter open for a split second, and he knew she was awake. He pretended he didn't know, and he leaned down over her, his face hovering a mere inch above hers. "Midna Hime Chan, please, please get better soon." He whispered, then he lowered his lips to hers, kissing her gently. As he sat up again, Midna blushed rather noticeably. She cautiously opened one eye and looked at Link. She saw him blushing, too, but he was smiling. "How are you feeling?" Link asked."A..a little confused, really embarrassed, and on top of the world, all at the same time."Midna said, smiling back at him. Samus sighed, "Yeah well, I don't have the chance to be an option for the poor boy to fumble over. I am not apart of this world and once the tournament is over I am heading out to deal with more of the increasing space pirates that are coming out now. They are getting worse and HQ is getting worried about them taking over important planets and stations that the Federation has occupied. They asked me to work as a agent again in so long since I had been directly linked to them. I have always been a bounty hunter and I will be one to the end but they did have somebody that I had close to loving in their ranks so calling this even for him." She said as she walked past Jericho and heading up toward the ranch. Though unknowing and wanting some place to take her head and to be higher up so she could look at the sky more. Jericho even got to see her phase out of her suit. She knew that she might not be able to activate it again but she wanted air. This was a selfish desire but her body wouldn't ignore it anymore. Her blond hair sprawled out into the air as she walked up the path noticing that the twilight was off in the distance. Samus wondered why they wanted to invade such a pretty place. Anyway she had found herself at Link's work and when she got the chance instead of bothering the man that worked in the place with Link she just went over to a rock face overlooking the world that stood outside the forest and sat there eying it as the shined on her showing off her blue suit and other features. Her eyes drifted toward the man she had 'loved' in some sense as she had worked for the man as well. Though in reality she wouldn't ever get to say the words to him she knew that he was closest thing to what she had as a 'lover'. Her eyes just stared out as she sighed again and just kicked her foot out. In response to Samus' foot kicking out, a small wolfos pup batted at her foot with its paw, then tried to nibble at her toes. If it could speak, you'd almost swear it was saying 'omnomnom' as it tried to nibble away. The mother of the pup howled from above the cliff face that Samus sat on, but it didn't attack, sensing the bounty hunter's kindness. Link fell asleep, and Midna was almost at her tired limits, and yet...yet she knew the temptation was almost as sinful as the act itself. She silently questioned herself on whether she truly wanted this, truly wanted to ignore Link's warnings. In the end, she decided it would be worth it, and she silently pulled out the cursed shard of darkness that when merely placed against Link's clothing would transform him into a wolf. When she'd revealed the thing, she glanced at the man of her dreams."Link, if you can find it in your heart, please forgive me for my selfish desires."she whispered, gently tapping the tip of the stone once against his tunic, and watched him transform into a wolf. She kissed the muzzle of the gray beast laying beside her, then began to manipulate the wolf's body.... Inside Link's Mind... Link felt himself twitch, as if he'd suddenly grown fur, but when he looked down, he saw he was perfectly normal. "Man that was freaky." he said, putting a hand on his forehead. Then he twitched out of sheer surprise, because he'd felt something brush against his manhood, but when he looked, He saw nothing abnormal. He did, however, feel like he was getting loved by someone precious to him. Yet, he couldn't place it. Where was that feeling? Where was that sense of true love coming from? No matter how hard he focused, he couldn't figure it out. Midna opened her eyes. Her face was truly crimson, and when she looked down towards her legs and saw the wolf's dick situated inside of her no longer virgin womanhood, and she smiled. She had manipulated Link's wolf form to where he'd had a massive boner, then she'd taken him into her tiny frame. She could sense that the furry beast inside her was close to his climax, and she forced her own body to match his with the culmination of her own climax. She knew this was wrong, and she also knew that down the road, when she finally introduced her child to Link, either he, or Ilia might reject the child. However, that was a chance she was willing to take for the sake of having a child by Link's seed. The wolfos pup continued to play at Samus' feet, playfully pouncing at the woman's toes, then jumping backwards, to let the toes come into view. Suddenly, both the pup and its mother tilted their ears towards the direction of Link's house on the other side of Ordon as a young girl's solitary cry of ecstasy reached their heightened senses of hearing. Their ears told them what Samus would be luck to not know at the moment, due to her suit being off. Midna had reached her maximum limit and had climaxed right as the sleeping wolf had released its hot seed into her pussy. Due to the Twili having very accurate knowledge of their own fertility tables, and Midna was at the peak of her cycle. She knew, in the very instant that LInk's seed entered her body, that she'd become pregnant."Gomennasai, Link Kun...I just couldn't contain my desire for a child any longer. You will be the father of my baby, but you won't know of it."She said, tears of sorrow and sadness spilling down her face. She silently transformed Link back into his true form, and he'd be none the wiser. At least, not for another sixteen years, when a new threat would cover the land and force Midna's child to reunite with her Ordonian father. A threat that, thankfully, would bring Link's offspring closer together. Samus kept toying with the wolf since the mother didn't seem vicious. She only had her emergency pistol to help her out so she had to make sure that she wasn't caught in a serious confrontation. She felt a shiver go down her spine though she didn't realize what had just happened the wolves both looked like they were looking away and she knew that something had happened. Though in reality she didn't care since she didn't belong, if you don't belong somewhere sometimes you just find comfort in being away from them. The events didn't really bother her to be away from and Link would come and get her when they would have to leave. The sun was disappearing as the dusk was upon her and she smiled as she watched the sun slightly as she loved sunsets. The moon began rising as the sun set into the distance, and the wolfos pup raised his little head and tried to howl at the moon. However, it came out as a simple 'Awoo' that sounded more like he'd laughed than howled. Rusl had come to see the ranch before he retired, and he noticed Samus with the canines. He whistled once, and the both of them happily went to him. The reason was soon revealed, as the pup came away holding a piece of steak in his tiny jaws. The mother had a rather ironic chicken leg in her mouth, and attached to the leg was the rest of the bird. "So I see you've met the town's resident wolves. Seems the pup's taken quite a liking to you Miss Aran."Rusl said, smiling at her as the fading twilight bounced off of her golden hair. In Kakariko, Ilia gazed out at the rising moon, wondering if the twinge of jealousy she'd felt in her heart for a moment was anything to do with Link. She shook thoughts of him with another girl out of her head as she placed a hand on her own, slightly swollen, belly. She smiled at the sky as she spoke, seemingly to nobody in particular, but Ralis, Zora King, knew she was speaking to the infant in her womb."When you get here, my child, I will give you the grand tour of Ordon. As for a name, I haven't picked one for if you are a boy. But if you are a girl, I'm calling you 'Aurianha', because its as angelic as any child Link could possibly give me. Sleep well, sweetie, because tomorrow, we get to go see the tomb of King Ralis' parents, and give them a prayer of peace." Samus nodded, "yeah I ..love the wolves they aren't violent as the others in the forest. Why are these so tame and the others so vicious? Is it the curtain of twilight in the distance?" She asked as she kept her seating but her head tilted toward the forbidding shadow that stood there as a testament toward either their salvation or destruction. It was rather weird to know that a certain element as it would hold such power over her and the rest of those that she cherished and so on. "Well, it would have a slight effect on them, but the mother has lived here on the ranch for two years. This is her first pup, though, and I think he's become quite attached to you."Rusl said, sitting down next to Samus. The pup leaped into Samus' lap almost as if confirming what Rusl had said, and the pup's mother came and sat next to Rusl himself, setting her head on his leg and letting him scratch her ears. You almost wouldn't think that the wolves were wild with the way they acted, but their eyes gave away their wild nature. Meanwhile, Zelda sat in the dining hall of her castle, and in her arms was a newborn boy. His hair was dark brown, and he had a birthmark on his forehead that resembled the crest of Ordon. Standing at Zelda's side was her Sheikah bodyguard, Masamune, who happened to be the boy's father. When the infant opened his eyes, the deep coloration of them made the Hyrulian Queen smile happily."He has your eyes, Zelda Hime."Masamune said. "Yes, but he has your charmingly good looks." Zelda said in response. "And who could ask for a better man to be the father of my son?" Zelda looked at her baby with smiling eyes. He seemed so gentle, so...pure. She was amazed at how much the baby in her arms reminded her of not only his father, but also of an Ordonian swordsman whose wife was expecting her first child. "I wonder if Zhertal will get along with Link and Ilia Chan's child?" the Queen wondered aloud."I'm sure he will, Zelda Hime. After all, you have mentioned before that you foresaw our son and Link Dono's child driving off an evil more deadly and corrupted than Ganondorf. I just pray that Link Dono has a daughter. I would love to see our son marry a simple girl from that farming region of Ordonia."However, that was not to be Masamune's fate, as he had fallen ill recently. He had been poisoned by a would be assassin, but he only prevented the true target from dying. However, it would cost the Sheikah Leader his life in a scant fourteen days.'At least I got to witness my child's birth.'Masamune thought. He tried to not let his sadness show, but he couldn't help himself. Zelda noticed this, and she kissed his lips, cheering him up. Samus pet the pup behind the ears and smiled, "it reminds me of another that got attached to me. Back in my own universe of speaking." She said as she loved how the pup would coo and bark softly in happy response. It made her happy that happiness was still in the world despite the desperate need to save the world from the twilight had become. As Rusl nodded, a young girl came up the path. However, Rusl, nor any other Ordonian, had seen her, and since she was very much ethereal, Samus' scanner that was on her right arm picked up on it, and in a gruff, yet kind, male voice, announced its find a bit suddenly, startling the wolves."ETHEREAL LIFE FORM DETECTED. FEMALE. SPECIES RESEMBLES TWILI, ALSO RESEMBLES ORDONIAN. THREAT LEVEL NON EXISTANT."Rusl looked confused as to what it meant by resembling both the Twili, Midna's race, and Ordonian. Little did he know that this spiritual visitor was from the future, and also a harbinger of a future event that might prove to be extremely troublesome for the Twili Queen's favorite Light World village. She seemed to be in tears, and all she had covering herself was a simple piece of fabric that, if it had any color other than a ghostly white, would've been completely bloodsoaked, stained from the blood flowing from the single stab wound in her neck. 'Help...please, help me...' she pleaded, her voice strained due to the pain from her neck. She sounded very sweet and it was obvious the poor girl was an innocent. However, the most interesting thing about her was on her arms. Upon her arms were sigils that were, although in the identical location, similar to those on Midna's arms, which had been glowing fiercely when Link and Samus had first met the Twili after getting somehow transported to Faron Woods. Samus stood up and then looked worried, "What is going on?!" She said quickly as she stood as far as the rock would let her. Her eyes shaking or quivering some sense. This girl that was seeming out of nowhere that seemed to have something similar to Midna but then again look like her but yet have a touch. IT scared her, "What are you...what do you want me to help with?" She did this out of her human instinct to find a way fix the obvious problem as her scanner went crazy saying that the ghost like figure or something was going crazy and it made her go nuts as well as she stepped back further and fell over as she scooted back. She was up against the wall and Rusl couldn't understand though she was freaking out. Rusl looked around, as if trying to locate the spirit, but to no avail. He decided it best to sit down and wait it out, but then his wife called for him, so he gave a quick bow and left. The spirit, though, seemed to not have heard Samus. She simply looked around, and as she did, the sigils on her arms gave a faint silvery glow as she started to cry. It was apparent now that this poor soul had tried to call out for help from her loved ones, and it had echoed throughout time somehow. "Daddy...Aurianha Ne Chan.....Mama..." she said, tears flowing down her cheeks with no apparent end. The rest of her words were practically indistinguishable due to her tears, but a few words were made clear, and Samus' suit pieced together a theory from the bits of info."HYPOTHESIS: CREATURE EXPERIENCED EXTREME TRAUMA AND HER SOUL CALLED FOR HELP. ADDENDUM: DUE TO EXTREME STRESS AND CIRCUMSTANCES UNKNOWN, THE CRY MAY HAVE ECHOED OUT INTO THE TIME SPACE CONTINUUM, AND WE ARE SEEING THOSE REVERBERATIONS NOW."This seemed to be the case indeed, and during the meal earlier, Link had mentioned that if Ilia bore a daughter, they planned on naming her Aurianha. If the words of the spirit before them were true, then the cry was echoing from the future. Suddenly, the spirit turned around, her back now facing Samus, and she started throwing punches, as if to fend off an attacker. "Get...get away from me! My Mama's gonna kill you when she finds out, Ghidorah! You better be scared, 'cuz my Mama's the Twilight Queen! She'll hurt you bad! Daddy will too, if he finds out! He'll chop you into tiny pieces with the Master Sword!" The girl's spirit fell to the ground, as if struck across the face, and she faded from view as she fell. This is when Samus' suit made a rather obvious observation, one that would most likely through a sense of unrest in Samus."INTERESTED QUERY: THE SPIRIT MENTIONED THE MASTER SWORD AND TWILIGHT QUEEN. DO NOT THESE TITLES REFER TO MASTER LINK AND PRINCESS MIDNA? AMUSED STATEMENT: IF SO, A DECISION MUST BE MADE. YOU MUST DECIDE TO TELL MASTER LINK OF THIS VISION, OR YOU MUST CHOOSE TO TELL PRINCESS MIDNA. ADDENDUM: WHOMEVER YOU TELL, THERE WILL MOST LIKELY BE CONSEQUENCES. CHOOSE WISELY, MISTRESS ARAN" Somewhere southwest of Gerudo DesertA dark haired man with a patch literally sewn to his face to hide his right eye wandered slowly to a large, rather demonic looking castle. He seemed to be taking his time, even though he was apparently being rushed by some sense of urgency. He paused for a moment and looked towards where Ordon Province lay. He had been gifted with Future Sight as a child, due to his racial heritage, and he sensed the spirit that had appeared. He spoke softly, and his voice was seeped with sadness and longing."Fiena Hime Chan...I will come for you when the time arrives. Until then, please wait patiently. I will rescue my future wife from that winged fucker Ghidorah, even if it means that I, Cain, cast aside my Quixoni heritage within the Yami. Fiena Hime Chan, I love you." Samus watched and looked at the image of this girl being smacked down and she shook her head. "Wh what is going on?!...", She stood up and then looked around standing she moved off onto the road and moved toward Link's house as she moved with great speed. "I need to tell link.", She said quickly to his house and then stopped in front of it. Quickly leaping up onto the belcony she ran in and looked around, "Link ...Link!!!!" She yelled out quickly. Link fell out of his bed and landed on his back, his head landing between Samus' feet. His positioning made him blush, and he quickly stood and glanced to the side, due to embarrassment. "Y yeah? What's wrong?""You look like you've *cough cough* seen a ghost." Midna said, coughing slightly due to still being slightly ill. However, despite looking ragged, she also looked rather happy, as if she'd recently received a gift from someone. She unconsciously held a hand over her belly, blushing slightly, but she was focused on Samus. Link shook his head and started to put his boots on, thinking he was going to be on foot shortly. "What happened Samus Chan?" Samus motioned him to come, "sorry but I need to speak to Link Midna." She said softly as she ushered Link out of the house. Stepping on the belcony she looked at him, "A ghost saying ...that a guy with the master sword would come and kill something and whatnot!" She said quickly as her voice was hard to understand and rushed. She eyed the swordsman intently wondering what he had to say about it. 'What is so important that I can't listen in? Link Kun is my...'Midna thought as she peeked out the window. She saw Link trying to talk with Samus, but the Twilight Princess fell back onto the bed due to lack of strength. "I forgot...new life within me takes a lot of strength. I think I should think of a name for my daughter....I know. I'll name her after my Mother, who died when I was born." Midna smiled at her belly as she placed a hand over her womb."I'll name you Fiena." "Whoah, whoah, whoah! Slow down, Samus Chan! All I heard clearly was something about the Master Sword. Can you start from the beginning please?" Link said. He knew he sounded rude just then, and he didn't mean to. "And try to calm down, too. Your a bit jumpy." Samus nodded softly and she looked at him panting softly as she calmed herself softly. "I...think I saw this twilight girl and yet ...she didn't seem like completely twilight...though she seemed like it. She said something about the twilight Queen...which I am assuming might be Midna...and the Master Sword guy and whatnot.", She explained as she watched the swordsman. Link's eyes lit up as he remembered something Samus had told him during their first 'Smash Bros.' tournament. "What about your Federation Badge's holo recording ability? Do you think it might have recorded the ghost?" he asked. Link's idea was that if the badge had recorded the whole incident, he might be able to decipher something from it, and he hoped he wouldn't need Midna's powers for it either. Samus smiled, "Yeah.." She said softly despite her voice was still shaky as she showed off the holo recording of the ghost to Link. Her eyes lit up as they did before as she watched the recording of her and the ghost as it played out on the balcony and hoped LInk was getting this. Link watched the holo vid with great interest. As soon as the girl mentioned 'Ghidorah', however, his face fell, becoming very serious, as if he knew what that name meant. "Ghidorah...so he's going to come back some day..." he whispered. He blushed ever so slightly at the mention of the 'Twilight Queen and Master Sword, not wanting to believe that they referred to himself and Midna, but it vanished as the recording ended. Unconsciously, Link's hands tightened into fists at his sides. It was well known that he disliked children being harmed, but he seemed even more upset than usual. When he spoke again, his voice was cold and hard, as if he was about to enter a battle that he knew meant either winning or dieing. "Samus," he said, foregoing his usual ' Chan' at the end, "I need to speak with Ordona about this. Please stay with Midna Chan until I return." He paused for a second, then added, "Could I bring that holo vid with me? I think Ordona will need to see this." Zelda was feeding her infant son when she felt a strong twinge of unrest coming from the south, and as she stood, Masamune came to her side from his desk. He said nothing, merely placing a hand on her shoulder. "Masamune, my love, I fear that Link may be in trouble. I can't place it exactly, but I fear that Midna Hime might have been involved somehow..."" Zhertal's father only nodded, slightly tightening his grip to affirm that he was tehre for his wife for as long as he lived. Samus taught Link to use it as she eyed him some. He hadn't even acted like this in the brawl tournaments that they fought together in. It was scary to see him act like this as she nodded, "There you should be able to use it now and I will stay here with Midna." She said as she walked back into the home and eyed the princess and nodded. "Link has headed off toward the village and asked me to stay here and watch over you Midna.", She said as she was frowning. "I think something serious is going to happen soon Midna. Even my feelings are going crazy with this new development and I don't even or am not even connected to this world.", She said slowly frowning. "What did you tell Link Kun? I felt such anger and sadness from him that I had not felt since Zeda Hime had sacrificed her own life to save mine."Midna asked, genuinely worried. It was a feeling that she thought, hoped, she would never have to feel again, and tears threatened to pour, a combined result of her physical and emotional pains, as well as her genuine worry of Link. She tried to sit up, but still didn't have the strength, so she pulled herself up and leaned against the headboard, and although Link had missed it earlier, the sigils on her arms were no longer blue, but a soft pink, identical in shade to either a person blushing, or the pink upon Zelda's dress, which Samus knew well enough by now."Please...plesae tell me, Samus San" Samus sighed, "I showed him a holo log of what I saw when I was sitting on a rock near the ranch. He just looked at it and got extremely upset and then headed into Ordon village. This is all he said to me, otherwise I didn't want to ask too much more since he seemed too upset to explain anymore. So I just let him go, all he said is to make sure that you were safe and that I would watch over you." She explained as she watched Midna and saw that she was extremely concerned. "Though things will be fine...I am sure.", Samus said trying to keep tension down. "Did...did he mention any names?" Midna asked. This was because she was worried about Link in more ways than she knew. She leaned towards the window, glancing towards the spot where Link had left. Her eyes carried a sense of sadness that was like a young woman seeing her new husband and lover go off to battle, thinking he would never return. Samus shook her head some, "He said something about Ghidora... but that is all he really said." She said quickly to her as she looked at her and sat down next to her. "Otherwise I don't know what is going on with him. He just said to wait.", She repeated the intended statement. This was just because she was in a state of unknown confusion. Midna bit her lip. Link had told her about Ghidorah, and she was extremely worried. Tears threatened to pour as she spoke."I...I just got him back...I don't want to lose him again..."Midna looked up at Samus again, and the tears had started falling."Samus Chan, please...please go with him. Ghidorah uses underhanded tactics, stooping lower than Ganondorf, to defeat his enemies. I don't want to lose Link Kun! Rusl Kun checks up on me, so please...Please go with Link Aijin! Please keep him safe..."Midna's hands fell to her knees, and she began to cry silently, yet uncontrollably."I...I don't want the man I love to die!" Samus nodded, "a alright Medna. I will go and see to him to see what is going on." She got up and then ran out of the house and leaped off of the balcony landing on the ground gracefully as she was not in her armor to have it do a loud thud. When she got her baring she ran off into the village quickly. Her eyes eyeing for Link until she reached the Mayor's house and then stopped in front of him, "Sir, do you know where Link is? Is he in the house now? Did he take off anywhere?" She said quickly as she eyed the tall large man of where he saw the Hero. "You just missed him, Samus Chan. He headed up to the ranch to get Epona. If ya hurry you could catch him before he gets there." Jericho said. What was unsaid was that she looked very pretty, and although he didn't say it, his eyes betrayed that as he saw his late wife when he looked at her. As he watched Samus leave, he went in the house wondering what could have her so worried. Link was only about fifty feet out of town, and he had a look of grim determination on his face. "If Ghidorah ever touches my child, I will kill him where he stands!" he said, his voice echoing through the small tunnel. The light that shone from above glinted off of the shield on his back, and it was almost like a flashing beacon to any who would be coming after him. "I swear, upon the blood of my ancestors, I WILL protect my children, friends, and everyone!" Samus ran into the ranch and looked for the guy that worked with Link. When she found him she stopped him, "Is Link here?!" She said crazily as she looked at the man with a frenzied look. Her face was worried about the man and wondered if he went off to do something stupid and hoped he hadn't done something ridiculous to get himself killed. He had to fill out his normal timeline as she saw before her communicator that they were in the middle of the Twilight Crisis. She hoped this new information wouldn't mess up the whole time line that was predicted before he came to the brawl torneys. ""Yeah, he's over with Epona. Third stall on the left." he said, pointing towards the stable. "You ready for another journey, Epona?" LInk asked his horse. She gave a soft 'hrmph' that Link knew, thanks to his time as a wolf, meant she was, but she was nervous. "Me too. I only hope that Ghidorah isn't on Hyrulian soil, because if he is, I will strike him down where he stands. This land has no place for Kishin like him." Epona heard a soft set of footsteps, like those of a woman, and she alerted Link to it. "Easy, Epona. It's only Samus Chan. I can tell from the scent of her hair." Samus ran over to the stall leaving the man behind and then suddenly seeing him. "What are you planning on doing Link?", She asked him almost sounding demanding though it is because she managed to bond more with the swordsman. Though she didn't have that connection that they had Him and Midna as she looked at him. "If you are planning something why not bring me along? I know how to fight and you could use all the help you can get! Not that I think you cannot do it on your own but we need to make sure you are safe for Midna's sake and the other is because Timeline issues.", She said alarted as she watched the swordsman wondering what he was going to do. Link looked like he was going to protest, but he said nothing. He gave epona a quick pat on her muzzle, and he turned to look at Samus. "I would appreciate the help, Sa,us Chan. I know your battle abilities well, and have been on the recieving end of your final smash a few times. But I just can't shake the feeling that Midna's different somehow. I mean, she's the same but..." Link paused for a moment, glancing back towards the village, and essehtially, Midna. "I guess my time as a wolf honed my senses, because her scent is different. It's almost like....like....." He paused again, and he turned crimson as he realized what the scent reminded him of. He wanted to say it, but he was too embarrassed, and now he acted as nervous around Samus as he had during the first Smash Brothers tournament, extremely shy, spoke to none but Zelda and turning crimson whenever a girl was nearby. Meanwhile, Midna sat in Link's bed and slept peacefully, dreaming of her beloved swordsman saving Hyrule once more, and her daughter playing with Ilia's child. She slept so soundly that when Rusl came to check on her, she didn't even notice when he pulled her skirt down to cover her womanhood and puul the sheets up to keep her warm. "Such a pretty thing. I'm surprised Link hasn't fallen in love with her like he did with Ilia all those years ago." Rusl whispered to himself. "Sleep well, Princess Midna." Samus blushed as she had an idea of what the swordsman spoke of and sighed. "Well, Link, I just want you to be safe and so that we don't have something happen to your world if you to fail in your quest to save Hyrule.", She said expressing her concern and sighed, "Just I don't know what I am going to do. I don't think I can handle the darkness that surrounds Hyrule or even the Twilight I mean. The fact that I am human and possibly the equivalent to a civilian to this stuff I don't think I will be much help. There has to be a way to regain my suit. I was a fool for turning it off knowing I had no way of turning it back on." She said softly as she sighed looking down and then up at the swordsman. Link sighed, but it was clear it was a sigh of relief. "To be honest, Samus Chan, with Midna Chan bedridden, I'll feel much safer with you at my side. I've faced Ghidorah before, and I really am not all that happy to be facing him again so soon after Midna's illness." Link seemed a bit sad at this, but at the same time, he was smiling. The gentle south breeze made his hair frame his face, and the soft glow of the mid evening sun was enough to make him resemble Samus' old CO, Adam. Well, the light combined with the fact that for the first time since they'd met, Link was not wearing his tunic cap. Epona whinnied softly, not wanting to completely ruin the mood, and Link nodded. After placing his cap back on his head, he gave Samus a soft kiss on the cheek as thanks and as encouragement. "Well then, you ready to go, Samus Chan?" Samus nodded despite the feeling she had for the twilight the problems she could incur while in the veil she grabbed his hand and leaped onto Epona. Her eyes were on Link as she smiled knowing that he had the keen sense like Adam had while she had worked under him. Though that was in the past and she needed to work on the now and the only way they would advance is toward the twilight and into the veil. Hoping she would have something happen horribly to her she smiled to him, "Yeah Link. Lets head out." She said softly holding onto him loosely. Once he was sure that the blonde woman was ready, he gave a light tap to Epona's sides, and the bay took off at a gentle canter towards the Faron Woods. As they crossed the bridge that led towards the forest, Link explained a bit about his previous encounter with Ghidorah. Link told her that compared to Ghidorah, Ganondorf was a mere flea in terms of evilness, explaining how the mopnster had killed an entire clan, simply because he was bored. "Even Ilia Chan doesn't know it, but my father was one of those that Ghidorah murdered that day." he said, slowing Epona to a slow walk. They were near a small spring, and there were many tiny pink fairies fluttering about in the water. Link hopped off of Epona and helped Samus to the ground. "I figured we should speak with Faron Sama, since he's helped me deal with my grief at Father's death. I think you'll like him. Faron Sama and Meta Knight have similar, if not identical, honor codes." Samus nodded, "Yeah meta kinght can be pretty full of honor." She said softly as she walked about the spring. It already working at her to create a rather soothing atmosphere rather then hectic. "This place feels so much more comforting then other places I have been to.", She said softly watching things go by. As Link brought Epona to a halt in the center of the ankle deep waters of the Faron Spring, a bright light shone, and a large creature that resembled a marmot appeared, holding a car tire sized orb of pure light that made Samus remember her travels on Aether and the Luminoth. When he spoke, his voice carried a snese of regality."You have returned, Link. Have you found defeat at the Tournament so soon? Ah, but where are my manners? Young Lady, I am Faron, Gaurdian of this region of Hyrule. How can I assist you?"Link's jaw dropped, since he hadn't expected such a response from Faron. He actually expected that kind of response from Faron's sister, Eldin, but not from the Forest Guardian himself. Epona simply whinnied happily as she rubbed her nose in Samus' palm. Samus sighed as she looked around the spring. "I don't know if you can help me. I want to help link in the twilight and with this suit I doubt I will be able to resist the effects of the Twilight and even I think that my suit would just suffer the same as the humans of this world. I don't think tech protects you from ancient magic.", She said softly as she looked at Epona and smiled petting her muzzle some more and then looked back. "I... don't know if I can help Link...I think I might be a burden if I follow him into the twilight. I heard he would turn into a wolf due to the fact he has the triforce I think I heard him say. But I am a bounty hunter. Not the holder of this world's powerful relics.", She said softly as she explained her despair to the spirit or guardian of the village. "I see. Hmm....I wonder...."Link glanced up at Faron, who looked like he had an idea of some sort. "What's on your mind, Faron Sama?""There is a new creature that has invaded the Forest Temple's inner sanctum. It's attacks employ a type of energy weapon I've never seen before now. the beam freezes everything it touches on contact, so the inner sanctum has become a palace of ice."Link knew instantly that it was referring to one of Samus' weapons, but which one, he'd forgotten. "Sounds like it could be using one of Samus Chan's beam weapons. I think we might find a clue as to getting back your suit if we search the Forest Temple again. What do you say, Samus Chan?" the Ordonian asked, smiling towards teh intergalactic bounty hunter. Samus nodded, "Of course Link and possibly we could get rid of that problem in the forest temple. I also might get my suit back to venture into the twilight with you. Hopefully as I originally predicted I will be not affected by the Twilight's effects whatever they are." She said as she looked at him and smiled. Link smiled at her and his innocence showed, even though Ilia was pregnant with his child. The soft breeze that began blowing made not only his bangs, but also his tunic hat gently sway, and his words held a truth that couldn't be denied, even by Din, Nayru, and Farore themselves. "Don't worry. The Twilight has invaded my world twice before. The first time, I was unprepared, and I was turned into a wolf, but I met Midna Chan, and we worked things out. The second time, I was prevented from becoming a beast by the fact that I kept the shard that you probably saw on my dresser. This time around, I have the Light of the Goddesses, and a friend from another world to help me. I know that my new ally will be as helpful as she is beautiful, and I can say that because I've fought not only against her, but also at her side before." Faron simply let out a deep chuckle, since he'd caught the flirtation in Link's words, even if the swordsman himself hadn't. Meanwhile, Midna prayed for Link and Samus to return safely, hoping against all odds that once her child was born, Link would love it as he would his child from Ilia. Samus blushed as she giggled, "Yeah I guess when you done it enough you eventually just memorize things. Anyway, I ...hope to help you out further in your quest to get us back to the torny and for me to get my suit back. Hopefully the Forest Temple holds answers." She said as she looked around and then hopped on Epona and waited for him as she looked down at the swordsman and just blushed some at how he acted with such a pure heart and nothing else. "Hey, Samus Chan." Link said, getting in the saddle behind her. "You look really cute when you blush. I never noticed before." The swordsman gave the reins a single snap,. and Epona cantered towards the entrance to the temple, carefully avoiding some small rabbits as she went, showing she was just as gentle at heart as Link, if not more. Samus had kept her blush some and then nodded, "Yeah...thanks Link." She said softly as she held onto him as they moved toward the temple and to the odd distortions in the temple and so on. Samus wondered what was going on in the ruins and she often wondered if their dimensions were merging or something. Then again she did think a lot to herself when nobody was looking.

['Samus']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/12224/

Bloody Roar- A new generation (MrPenguin x KiKi)

They were gaining on her. She knew it and yet she still ran. Almost out of breath Clara skidded around a corner almost tripping. She brushed her bright red hair out of her brilliant green eyes as she ran. God this was such a pain. She knew if she transformed she could outrun them but then they'd know for sure. As she ran she rounded another corner but before she could stop herself she had ran into a dead end. "Oh great..." She mumbled turning around watching the humans close in. Ten different men holding guns to her step forward. "Your under arrest under the Zoanthrope crime law. You have the right to be..." A massive shadow fell over the men as what appeared to be the mix of a white Bengal Tiger and a human crashed into the middle of the group. Many people were scattered as this beast wore a stretched out White Tanktop with martial arts pants. In quick attacks he hit all the others who did not fall as it sent them flying. The beast looked at the woman with calm eyes. Looking back he notice the men getting up which he quickly lunged at the woman and picked her up in one arm. Then he proceeded to scale the wall onto the building above. He continued to run as he wanted to get much distance away. Clara squeaked as the giant beast dropped down knocked down almost everyone. She backed up slightly when she saw him lunge at her. She thought about transforming but before she could she was up and in his arms. She cried out as he scaled the wall with her. "Oh come on..." She thought. "How could my day get any worse." She bit her bottom lip in a worried gesture. Once they got safe from the enemy he changed. He now had black spiked hair with fierce eyebrows. "Well, I guess that is the kind of thanks I get for saving your ass." He sighed as he looked out to see the squad pass the building. This meant they were able to escape without them seeing them. "Names Zea." Zea said to her. She sighed as he set her down. She looked at him for a moment straightening her black skirt. "My name is Clara. Nice to meet you Zea." She replied pushing down her fishnet top. "Thanks for saving me. But I could have taken care of it myself." She then went to jump off the roof as the squad passed. Zea looked at her with a sighed as she left. 'Well...with that done I guess I better head off...She better not get into anymore trouble.' With that he walked off to a secret Zoanthropian hideout. Basically the one that issued him to keep her safe. Each of them had a tracker just to make sure they were safe from anyone trying to kill them. She jumped down and landed in the deserted street and took off running. She stopped in front of an apartment complex and went into the alley figuring it would be best not to go in the front at this time. The squad might have informed the building manager of what she was. Scaling the fire escapes she made it into her apartment through the window. Once inside she went to the kitchen to fix something to eat. In her room was a notice for a meeting for the group for her. She was afterall a member of the organization of Zoanthropes. Zea sat simply in the front of a small crowd. To some they might look human but, they were far from it. Zea sighed as he looked around. "Well, wonder if that girl....Clara was it...is coming. Wonder why I never seen her before..Oh well." Clara found the note as she was eating. She snubbed her nose at it and almost threw it away. But she stopped and decided that maybe she should go. Maybe that guy would be there. The one who saved her. After she finished eating she headed to the place where it said the meeting would be held. When she got there she saw a small crowd of people that looked odd. "That must be them..." She thought. She then wandered over to the group. Zea was watching as the Leader began to advise them of upcoming dangers to their survivals. Like how they are introducing scanners that force Zoanthropes to change into their beast forms and such like that. Zea listened intently as he noticed her finally coming. "Took you long enough." Zea said to her as she went through the group. "I'm sorry...." She said sarcastically as she made her way over to him."I didn't know I was late." Grumbling she sat down beside him and folded her arms. As she listened to the speaker she bit at her bottom lip nervously taking most of the black lipstick off. She then wiped the rest off on a napkin she fished out of her purse. "So this is what it's come down to...I didn't know the humans were taking these kinds of measures. Soon we won't be able to leave outside our own..." "Sadly enough yes...They find us a danger and solving it in the only manner they know how. Violence." Zea said softly as he looks at her. "Though to meet them back with unneeded violence would only make things worse." The leader kept talking as he then gave bit of good news. It seemed like they are close to perfecting a bracelet able to render the user unable to change as long as it is worn. "Huh, normally that would be bad for us but, if we had it we could walk the streets without a care in the world." "Right...That would be awesome. I really don't wanna live in captivity like an animal." She replied then she giggled at her own comment. "Wow that was ironic..." She blinked watching the speaker some more. Everyone in the corwd seemed to be in a happier mood since he announced that set of news. The leader continue to talk till the meeting was over. Zea got up softly as he began to walk. Alot went through his mind from the meeting. 'Almost done eh...No doubt the police are trying to make an item close to this one to keep Zoanthropes in jail... Maybe...I'll check later.' Zea thought to himself as he began to walk closer to the door. Outside the building what would seem like a simple book store. It was the ruse to make sure no one suspected anything. Clara followed him out and then looked across the street to her apartment building. The squad from earlier was inside speaking to the manger. "Shit..." She mumbled watching them as the manager seemed to be telling them where she lived. "Well I can't go home now...Stupid motherfuckers...." She then began walking away angrily. Zea heard her as he sighed. "Hmm, that isn't good. Guess you'll have to live at my place...' Zea said to her. 'Well, this is gonna be interesting...' Zea thought as he looked at her. "Well, we better not stay here." With that he guided her through the alley and through a safe way to his apartment. Zea knew it was a safe secure place since the manager himself was of their kind. Zea finally got to his room as he opened the door. "Welcome to your new home." It wasn't much but, it was better than being outside. "Only got my bed or the couch." Zea said as he was going to take the bed of course. Though he didn't know what she was gonna try. "I'll take the couch." Clara replied. "I wouldn't want to take your own bed. This is your place after all." She then looked around. She then sat down on the couch. This was just great. She didn't want to deal with all this in under 24 hours. How long was it before they would have to live closed off from the world. Zea nodded to her as he then went off to turn on the Tv to see if there was any damage done to their kind. The news didn't give out too much info than they already knew. Zea noticed that they did a bit on the escape of Clara. Though after that was said and done he turned off the Tv. "So, what are you gonna do about clothes now?" Zea asked her as he knew that it wouldn't even be safe to use any credit cards she might have. " Don't know..." She sighed looking at him. She bit her bottom lip nervously. This was somewhat of a situation. " I could always sneak back into my apartment tonight." tapping her lips with a slender finger she thought about this. "Other then doing that I have nothing." Zea looked at her, "Bit too risky. I'll do it instead." Zea said with a smile. Zea placed his legs on the coffee table infront of them as he looked at her. "Oh, food and drinks are in the refrigerator." Zea then looked out the window for a moment as he wondered himself how long they could live like this. If only something could be done for the problem at hand. Clara nodded but she only sighed slumping into the couch. " I just don 't know what to do anymore..." She said laying her head back. She was at a loss now. This was as worse as it could possibly get for now. It was only going to decline further as time progressed. After a while she got up and stretched.

['Zea', 'Fishnet']

https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/1230/

&there's no way in hell you're topping ME! (vicodin/pikachu)

"Instead of venting so uselessly in the house, why don't you two battle each other to the finish outside?" Yuki irritably grunted, pointing to their wide arena waiting outside. It was probably better for the two cousins to draw a clean conclusion from where they had started away from the Sohma estate so Shigure wouldn't be pissed about their repair costs.In the end, they were chased out of the house, and as if that wasn't enough to bug Kyo, the doofus was following him outside! The stubborn teenager stuffed his hands into the pockets of his khaki pants and growled, "You're a pain in the ass, you know that? You're lucky that Yuki saved your butt while he could. I would have fucked you up pretty bad." He ruffled his amber hair and continued down the forest trail, going deeper into the foliage with no regards as to whether Haru was following or not. The woods was basically his only escape from stress, really. If he just sat down next to the clear pond in the clearing, then usually his mind cleared by itself.With a bothered expression, he plopped down on the patch of grass below, then rolled up his black shirt, throwing it carelessly aside. Kyo crossed his legs and dipped his hand into the water, quickly splashing himself with the cool essence to lower his body temperature. "You think you're so tough all the time," he muttered, "Just like Yuki. It makes me sick. I could take both of you." he huffed, running a hand slowly over his chiseled features. amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaHaruhatsu walked out with Yuki and upon stepping onto the ground outside, it looked as if the boy had changed. Growling, his pupils dialated and little, and he smirked as he rushed forward at Kyo. The dumb ass was keeping his guard off, so that anything could happen to him. Black Haru shoved his knee into Kyo's back, and then grabbed ahold of the orange hair that was on the boy. He then pushed the boy down towards the water, pushing his head in and holding it there. Haru was left open to any sort of attack, but it would be harder to attack if Kyo let his cousin continue to keep his head underwater. Plus, cats hated being in water at all. This would piss off Kyo even more. "What are you going to do? You always lost against me, and now you say that you can take on both me and Yuki? You're so delusional. You act like you can do anything, when you are on the bottom. You're the cat that nobody likes, and you should stay that way." Haru replied. He smirked as he let go of the boy and then took a step back. "What are you going to do, you useless excuse for a cousin? Come at me and I'll have you knocked out." amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaJust the mere sound of Haru's voice closing in on him caused his temper to swirl like an uncontrollable tempest. If his ears had been out, they would have been perky and alert, or pressed back to his head in an attack stance. Kyo had slow reflexes, unfortunately, so before he could properly leap out of the way, Haru managed to dunk his head in the water and keep him there before he would suffocate himself to death. He flipped his head backwards and gasped, water spraying everywhere as he shook his head from left to right, his jaws clenched together in rage. "What the hell was that for, you stupid cow?!" he cursed, his fists tightening and feet staying solid on the ground. "You're the one who's useless!" he yelled, racing forward on his nimble feet to try and seize his cousin's collar. Haru wasn't as fast as Yuki, thankfully, so he managed to grab him by his shirt's front, slamming him back against a tree."Shigure told us not to start anything!" he growled, "You wanna make a wasteland out of this place?!" amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaHaru yelled out a grunt when he was slammed against the tree, and he put his hand onto Kyo's fist, that was entangled in his shirt. "This shirt needs to be dry cleaned, let go of it. Your the one who doesn't belong. You know the zodiac. You know that you are useless." Haru replied. He felt that Kyo's body next to his was making him more tense. But the reason was, why? Why was Kyo making him so tense? And why was he staring at Kyo so much more often now? Whenever he came over, he never let Kyo leave his sight. And it annoyed him as he thought of them in a relationship. Haru would be the man. He would make sure of it.He squeezed Kyos hand to make him let go, and he then pushed Kyo to the ground and got on top of him. "I can beat you in strength, any day of the week." He said, as he pinned the guy's hands to the ground. "Now shut up. Tell me that I'm the better one." amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! Kyo couldn't believe that he was actually trying to talk some sense into his twit of a cousin, when he was usually the destroying things because he couldn't control his temper. He loved nature, though, and he didn't want his sanctuary of sorts to fall to the ground because of one measly fight. He also wanted to come back to a home with dinner. "Shut up! I'm not going to listen to you of all idiots telling me that I don't belong!" he shouted, wanting to raise his other fist so he could punch him squarely across the face. Kyo was shocked for a second when Haru used such nimble methods to get him on the ground, but he was more surprised by the way he just straddled him that his cheeks temporarily flushed a faded pink. He squirmed when he came back to his senses, his abs tightening and his hips jerking upwards.He then realized how suggestive that thrust might have been, and the scarlet haired boy just proceeded to writhe aggressively. "You'll never be the better one! You and Yuki are useless!" he growled, managing to twist one hand free so he could run his nails down one of Haru's thighs, triggering hormones in him that weren't there before. Why was it ... god ... why was it turning him on to see Haru on top of him like this? amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaHaru did not get off from the useless acts that Kyo was doing, but the thrust upwards at Haru's hips were something that made his face red. "What the hell are you trying to do?!" He asked, and he grabbed ahold of the hand that scratched him, before getting off of Kyo and kicking him in the stomach. "Your fucking weird. You don't thrust your hips on the man who is on top of you!" Haru replied. "Maybe that is why your such a girly man. Because you don't fall for any girls." He smirked and let out a big laugh. However he was being a hypocrite. He didn't like any girls in the zodiac either. And since Kyo never left his sight... He shook off the thought. "So Kyo, when are you ready to tell me that I am the better one." Haru said, as he moved forward to try and punch Kyo in the chest.OOC: No problem. I have patience. amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaIt wasn't like he was trying to do that on purpose. His body was on instinctive control, and while his body had been thrashing to free itself, his hips had just unconsciously thrust upwards. Kyo hissed as his cousin booted his stomach, and automatically his world churned and his body curled up in pain. "It's not like I could! At least I have somebody I wanna protect, you stupid cow! Who the fuck cares if she's not a part of the zodiac. I'm not part of it either," he coughed, handling his quivering abdominals with his free hand. He hated how Haru strutted around in those boots because they hurt a lot more when the heavy thing was used as a weapon. This time, his cat like reflexes made it possible for Kyo to predict what would happen, so before Haru could punch his chest and break his ribs, he rolled to the side and shouted a determined "NEVER!" in response to Haru's cocky question. "It's you who should TELL me that, idiot!" he huffed, lashing out his leg close to the ground so he could trip him, "I hate your guts! I hate everything about you!" amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaHaru fell to the ground, being successfully tripped by Kyo's leg, but he uttered a small, "Tsk." As he got back up. Kyo didn't capitalize on the trip. The idiot. "You only hate me because I am so much better then you." Haru replied, and he moved forward and grabbed ahold of the man's shoulders so he would stay still. He then attempted to crash his head into Kyo's nose, possibly breaking the nose, or ending uo hurting Kyo in some other way if he missed the nose. Haru was very vulnerable while he did this however. So if he messed up, he could lose the fight. amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaKyo didn't know how much longer he could take this considering he was already on a thin line with Shigure's warnings. "That's not true," he seethed, his fists clenching at his sides as he staggered up on his feet. Because they were both stubborn animals, Kyo knew that the battle wouldn't be over unless somebody was on the ground, bleeding. The boy froze up when Haru handled him, but he had tensed up in a way where he would be prepared to take anything thrown at him. Fortunately, he realized what his cousin's intentions were, so he made some kind of an attempt to duck, but his timing had been horrible. He had saved his nose, but Haru's skull managed to bump against the top of his head, very hard. That wasn't what bothered him, though. When he had been dodging his attack, their mouths had somewhat grazed, and when he was on the floor, one hand was covering his mouth, and the other was placed over his bleeding wound tainting his wet orange locks crimson. "Fuck ... WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" he snarled, addressing vaguely to the brief kiss rather than the attack. amp there's no way in hell you're topping ME! vicodin pikaThe kiss was not something that Haru would admit to enjoy. And since it was an accident, Haru was just as defensive as Kyo was. "What the hell do you mean, what was that for!" He yelled. "You are the one who kissed me!" He noticed that his cousin was bleeding, but he was not going to show any kind of remorse while Kyo acted like an ass. He ran his hand through his hair, and he saw the blood starting to drip down Kyo's head. He sighed and leaned up against a tree. "You might want to go clean yourself up, before you decide to fight me again." Haru replied, making fun of him. Haru's head was fine from that headbutt, it just was throbbing from the pain of Kyo's hard head. He then crossed his arms. "What are you going to do? Idiotic cat?"

['Yuki', 'Kyo', 'Pikaharuhatsu', 'Sohma', 'Haru', 'Shigure']

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To Love my Lopunny (Mizzet and Kawaiikitten)

Aiden walked through the forest, his partner a gorgeous Lopunny that he called Lace walked beside him. Like most pokegirls, she hated being in her pokeball. The two had been together since Aiden's journey began. She had been his first pokegirl, and like most boys he had not been as happy as he could have been when he had gotten her. Lace had been a Buneary at the time, and of course looked that part of the small cute little plushie, which many girls would have loved, but most boys would have prefered a partner that seemed more ferocious. After so long the two had gotten used to one another, and he had grown to be fond of her, he would protect her, but of course she was much morethen meets the eye. When she evolved into her current form, he had even bought her a small stubbed shocker that would seperate her from the rest. "Holding up Lace?" he asked her as he huffed his way through the forest.The young teen had been much less impressive himself when this all began. He had been scrawny and weak, but after traveling so long, nature had a way in scuplting him into a real trainer. He was slim still, but built and had stamina to spare. He was just as energetic as his partner in fact, and she had become a rather elegant and beautiful companion. Despite the fact the two where partners, he had enjoyed her company as if she was, well moe then that, of course he showed it mostly through praise and gifts that he gave her. To Love my Lopunny "Yup." The Lopunny replied with a cheerful smile as she almost skipped alongside him. Her hands were up against her chest, a completely natural habit considering how shy her kind of Pokegirl normally were. But she was fast and very protective of her trainer whenever the situation arose. Though ever since she had evolved, she had become a little more careful over how she looked, often grooming her long ears by any reflective surface she could find."Aiden, when will we get to the next town?" She asked curiously as she kept up by his side, tilting her head as her chocolate brown eyes peered at him. To Love my Lopunny "Soon," he said, in truth having no real idea. They should be there in a day though, before it became to dark. "I want to sleep in a nice bed," he told her as they walked, even though the outdoors was nothing new to him now, he still enjoyed the comfort of a soft matress. "I'm sure your looking forward to that to right?" he asked guessing by her anxious questioning. He had noticed her need for grooming herself, he guessed it was a trait she got after evolving."I think i need a shower to," he said thinking of how badly he probably was covered in the elements of nature. To Love my Lopunny She nodded her head. "Yes, a lot. Sleeping on the ground gets so much dirt and stuff on my ears and it's really uncomfortable." She agreed, then giggling as he mentioned needing a shower. "But you smell more interesting when you've been outdoors." Lace told him, bounding a bit ahead of him before spinning around.She enjoyed being outdoors, just not sleeping on the ground. Suddenly she stopped, ears perking a little as she looked behind them. Her eyes widened and she pulled her ears in front of her, a sign that something was nearby. To Love my Lopunny "Whats wrong Lace?" he asked her, his face a tad flushed from her saying he smelt better when he wasn't clean. He knew she heard something, he'd gotten used to her sudden stops and the way her ears picked up. He scanned around them himelf half expecting something to just leap out at the two. To Love my Lopunny "I can hear something nearby... but I think it's going the other way. Sounds big though." She told him, eyes remaining in the direction of the sound. "Big heavy footsteps... maybe a Nidoking..." Her hearing was incredibly sharp, even with her ears flopping down the way they did. Her hands clutched to her chest over her heart as she listened intently. To Love my Lopunny Aiden moved closer to her. "Be silent...mabe it hasn't noticed us," he told her gently. At any other time he would have been looking forward to having a battle, but now he was tired and wanted to sleep, a fight would really just be a waste of time. "Or are you up to it?" he asked gently not wanting to deny her some excersize either. He could almost har her pulse though, her shy nature once again showing. To Love my Lopunny "Not against a Nidoking that sounds that big." She replied, shaking her head. Slowly she began to relax again and then smiled at him. "It's gone. Let's find a place to rest soon though, you look fit to drop." She added, patting his arm and bounding on ahead to find somewhere comfortable or clear to set up camp. To Love my Lopunny He nodded, unlike her he wasn't born outside, so even with all the traveling he still had limits. He followed his bounding bunny, quit noticing how her legs held her and the cute cotton tail right aboce her firm rear. He shook his head as he tossed the imagery to the side, he could daydrea later, right now they needed to set up camp. "This looks good" he told her when they got to a plce that was flat enough to set up the tent. To Love my Lopunny Lace was a little distracted it seemed, her lower body visible sticking out from the undergrowth. "Woww!! Aiden, look at this view!!" She gasped, gesturing for him to join her. Pushing aside the plants, she pointed at what she'd discovered. Their little clearing was on a small cliff that overlooked a hidden valley with a small crystal lake. It looked beautiful and peaceful, the light of the fading sun colouring everything vividly. To Love my Lopunny "It looks so nice," he said, half maning the view and her. "Seems you lad us to a nice little spot...tomorro we can find a way down for a better look," he told her, i was getting late and if they tried to now it would be do dark to see and most likely they would crash down to the bottum. To Love my Lopunny She nodded in agreement and slipped out from between the plants, immediately preening her fur of stray leaves and twigs before joining him in setting up camp. "We walked a lot today." Lace smiled at him. To Love my Lopunny "Yeah, besides it might look better in the morning," he said as he got the tent from his pack. It was nice and comfprtable for the two of them, plenty of room to move around if needed, of course he had to duck his head to get in and out. He stuck the poles into the ground as he set it up. "Hungry Lace?" he asked getting out the cooking utensils. To Love my Lopunny "Yes, starving." She nodded, helping him put the tent up and then setting up the inside with blankets and such as he started to cook. She could always make a comfortable bed in a tent he had discovered. Not to mention she tended to be a bit distracting as she crawled about inside the small space on all fours. To Love my Lopunny Aiden looked as sh crawled into the tent, her cute tail up in the air showing of her nice rear. He always tried to catch glimpses at her like this, he only thing keeping him from seeing anything was short soft fur that covered her most private of areas. At one time he had wanted to trim the area while she slept, but he couldn't bring himself to actually go through with it. "Alright ill make something for us," he said looking to see what he had to work with. Mostly vegitabls, he could make a nice soup with it. To Love my Lopunny Once the tent was all set up and comfy on the inside, she crawled back out and settled beside him to watching him cook. Lace was smiling at him brightly, always happy when the two of them were together. It was for that reason that she had actually evolved into her current form.She hugged her arms around her legs which were pulled up against her chest, watching as he cooked but starting to yawn a little after a while. It seemed like they would both be falling asleep pretty quickly after their meal. To Love my Lopunny "It's not a big thing," he said talking about the soup. "Just another reason why we need to get into town," he said as he gave her a bowl of the thin vegitable soup. He drank his from his bowl, there wasn't much need for a spoon, the broth was so thin. "Is it alright Lace?" he asked her exhaling gently in satisfaction. To Love my Lopunny Lace nodded as she finished a mouthful and then quickly downed the rest of it. It was warm and filling enough to get them through til morning. "I'll see if I can find any Berries tomorrow morning to help with breakfast." She offered, handing the bowl back to him and then yawning once more.She wasn't going to say anything to him about the weird tingly feeling going through her body, thinking it was tiredness after their long walk through the forest. It seemed to be focused on her upper legs and tummy...it wasn't uncomfortable, just a little weird. Stretching, she got up. "Mnnn...I'm sleepy now." She sighed. To Love my Lopunny He put the bowls away and put away the small heater he used as a cooking tool away. "Lets get some sleep then lace," he would let her go in first, mostly because she was tired but he once again anted to have a look a her cute rear end. The rolls where comfortable despite the yearning for an actual matress."Well...maybe tomorrow we'll get to town," he said yawning gently. He laid back onto the bed she had made for them. "Good night Lace," he said, oblivious to the strange feelings she was getting. To Love my Lopunny "Goodnight Aiden." Lace purred, settling herself down and curling up a little in her bedroll, adjusting the extra blanket over them both. She managed to fall asleep for a little while but then she was awake, feeling too warm. She pushed off the blanket but then ended up wriggling out of her bedroll and pulling the blanket back over.The heat problem was solved but the weird sensations felt stronger, focused on directly between her legs. She squirmed, unable to get comfortable and wondering why every brush of material over her body, especially her breasts and over her thighs, made the feeling a bit worse. Between her legs felt a bit wet too...Shaking her head, she figured she needed air or something. Maybe some water... She slipped out of the tent but soon found herself going back inside it again, feeling restless in some way but not for excersise. She moved back under her blanket and tried to block it out by going to sleep but sleep just wouldn't come. Having no choice, she rolled over to face Aiden and shifted up against him, touching his shoulder and whispering. "Aiden... Aiden, wake up." She whispered. To Love my Lopunny Aiden was quick to fall asleep, he always was like that though. He breathed soundly, his chest heaving gently in his bedroll. The extra blanket making him feel warm, not to mention the fact she was sleeping beside him. Luckily he didn't snore, else most likely it would have been a pain for her to get any sleep when they where outdoors. Her genle shifting around did nothing to keep him from staying asleep.Her gentle nudging was what did it. "Whats wrong?" he asked sleepily. "Is there...something bythe tent?" he asked, waking up a bit more as the idea of another Nidoking appeared in his mind, he knew it wasn t uncommon to have a large pokemon come running through ones tent if they where in it's territory. To Love my Lopunny Lace shook her head. "No, there's nothing outside. I feel...kinda funny." She explained, blushing a little. "My body's all warm and tingly, especially around my legs and tummy and I can't sleep. It's like I want to excersise but then I don't." She looked worried. "Am I sick?" To Love my Lopunny Aiden listened "Well....I'm not feeling it...so it couldn't have been my cooking," he thought. He placed a hand on her forhead "No fever....but you say you feel warm...." he was going to suggest that maybe she had to covered up, after all she naturally had fur already. "Well.....we didn't walk through any poison opak...but maybe," he felt her thigh wondering what it could be, he didn't realize she was going through her natural heat cycle now that she was fully evolved. He felt the strange fluid on her thigh, it was rather sticky but thin as well. "Did youwet yourself Lace?" he asked her, but she hadn t said she needed to go to the bathroom, and she would have done so without telling him anyways. To Love my Lopunny Lace wrinkled her nose. "Ew, no. I wouldn't do anything like that. I just...feel wet...down there..." She replied, her cheeks burning red. "I don't know what it is...I'm scared." She whimpered, snuggling close to him and burying her soft face against his shoulder. The scent of him filled her nose, mixed with the scent of the outdoors she enjoyed. It only made the weird feelings stronger and she let out a shuddering breath. It felt...good to be closer to him, she realised. To Love my Lopunny As she leaned against him he felt it a little, she really was warmer then usual it seemed as she nuzzled against him."I don't think it's serious...you seem yourself..but you said you feel warm down there," he said to her. "Maybe your....um..." he didn't know how to say it but he sort of had an idea what it might have been, he once saw his older sister having to deal with a pokegirl who went into what she called 'heat' and he watched her rub the girls sensative spot. "I have an idea...but it might feel wierd okay," he said to her gently. Without her consent he moved his hand to rub the spot of wet fur that covered her sex. To Love my Lopunny Lace felt his hand move between her legs and squeaked softly as he rubbed into the affected area. She was even warmer there and her body arched gently. "Ah...that's...That's good..." She whispered, eyes closing. Her toes curled, fluffy tail twitching a little. It was doing something, that was for sure and it looked like he was right. She was in heat."Aiden...I want it harder...please." She whimpered after a few moments, her leg rubbing against his body as she lay close to him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden didn't know how long it took to make the heat go away, but if he guessed she was a rabbit in a sense, his sister had an eevee and she would have to do this several times to satisfy her pokegirl. "Okay...." he said rubbing harder, by accident he rubbed so much that suddenly his finger sank in past the damp fur and he could feel her heated inside clenching onto the digit."D..does it help?" he asked, he was beignning to feel strange, he knew what he was doing was rathe strange, being inexperienced to this sort of thing himself he wondered if this was a common thing for trainers with pokegirls. To Love my Lopunny "Ah...Aa Haah!!" She moaned in surprise and delight, her insides clenching around his finger, her hands clutching her trainer's shirt as she trembled. "Y Yes...oooh " She didn't want it to stop. She wanted more and more... Her hips began to rock on his finger but soon that didn't feel like enough and she whimpered in frustration. To Love my Lopunny Aiden was surprised to hear her, at first thinking he had hurt her, but she began to rid his finger in a lewd fashion, to make thing all the more confusiong she was getting even wetter, he had thought she'd get less wet. "Your....squeezing my finger really tight," he said, and in order to keep her from pinching it off her added a second and then a third finger into her insides and stretched her a bit more. To Love my Lopunny Those extra fingers were just what she needed, her breasts rubbing into his side as she squirmed and ground her hips against them. Her breathing quickened in excitement, a powerful feeling building in the pit of her stomach which made her snuggle closer to him. "Hhhnh!! Hhh!! I It's...so strong...I don't kn know...what it's..." She panted, only to toss her head back and cry out.Her tight folds clenched around his fingers as warm, sweet juices flowed from her onto his hand. Her whole body tensed and shuddered before she suddenly slumped and relaxed, her soft breath tingling against his ear. Whatever that had been, he seemed to have solved her problem for now, his elegant Lopunny purring with a satisfied smile on her face. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt her tunne get wetter and wetter, dispite his confusion he was beginning to get aroused himself. His pants where gettng uncomfortably tight as she rode his fingers. "L..lace," he stammered as she rode his hand, he felt himself getting hotter and hotter.Suddenly he felt her quiver on his fingers an he felt her juices come gushing out past them. When she grew more relaxed he still fel stiff and hot. "Fell...better?" he asked, he could still feel her cunt trying to milk his fingers. To Love my Lopunny Lace panted softly, nodding her head. "Ohh..thank you, Master." She purred, nuzzling him happily. "That felt so good. But I still feel a bit tingly. What is it?" She asked curiously, tilting her head at him. She then noticed that his face looked flushed and he looked uncomfortable. "Are you okay? Did I make you sick too?" She gasped in alarm, afraid she had passed this odd condition on to him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "I..in a way..." he said, it wasn't a sickness, he was just aroused and in the mood down. He slid his fingers out of her, nearly his entire hand was drenched in her juices. As his han came out her damp ex touxhed the buldge in his pants."Your...in heat...aroused...now so am I," he said gently to her. To Love my Lopunny She tilted her head and then she started to understand. "This is heat?" She murmured, then nuzzling him again. "Can I help you now then? I don't want you to be uncomfortable like I was." She offered. "Let me help. Is it between your legs too?" She moved to try tug his pants down. To Love my Lopunny His erection sprung up into the cool air as she tugged his pants down, it seemd to pulse and every vein was bulding out along it. "A...it's..not that same as yours," he told her, but he felt like he might burst and she hadn't even started yet. To Love my Lopunny Lace stared at it with wide eyes, tilting her head at it curiously. The smell of him was intoxicating, the sight of his member making her feel warm all over again. She reached a soft furred hand to gently grasp it, stroking her fingers along it from base to tip. "Ohh, Master Aiden...it's amazing..." She breathed. "Smells...so good!!" To Love my Lopunny After just a few strokes the tip began to drip clar pre cum. "Ah..huh....your...making it feel even better Lace," he said, his member pulsing in her hand even more. He knew this might end really soon, he'd neer had this sort of treatment before. "It's....gonna burst...." he warned her, he was still not ready though. To Love my Lopunny "Do you want me to stop?" She asked him, though her hands didn't even slow their stroking. At the sight and scent of his precum, her whole body trembled. Her instinct was telling her she wanted...needed that stuff. "Or...mmmh...maybe do more?" She leaned in closer to the tip, unable to resist licking over the tip to scoop that pre into her mouth. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gasped as he had a sort of mini release, more precum squirted out of the tip onto her tongue. "Keep...going," he told her, he wanted to release, he was sure it would make her fur all sticky though. His cock trembled with delight from her tongue and even the tip swelled up even more. To Love my Lopunny Lace couldn't stop herself, the taste of his pre just making her wild with desire, shifting uncomfortably as she started to grow wet and hot again. Her tongue rolled over the tip eagerly, her soft hands pumping the rest of his shaft to urge more of it out. Her tail twitched with excitement, her hips swayed with arousal as she found herself unable to tear herself away from her wonderful master and trainer. To Love my Lopunny Aiden couldn't hold on for very long now, he felt like his entire dick would bust apart if he denied it any releif. "Lace...I'm gonn blow!," he told her, as she liked the tip and pumped his shaft he couldn't hold out. His sack tightened and his length grew even stiffer as he began to cum. "Oh...shit...!" he grnted as suddenly the thick white strands of his seed spurted out onto her. To Love my Lopunny Lace gasped in surprise at seeing his seed erupt from his throbbing shaft. Some fell in her mouth and she swallowed it, only to have her mouth wrapped around the tip and second later to drink down all she could manage to milk from him. It was so good!! When she could suck and lick no more from him, she pulled back, a blush on her face as she looked to him, her face, breasts and ears having remnants of his hot, sticky cum."Master... I want more..." She whispered, beginning to crawl up over him. To Love my Lopunny Despite having just cum he was still rigid. The sit of her was to much and he was almost instantly tiff, she looked so sexy having his thick cream all over her. "Alright....lets have more," he told her, he already knew what he would have to do, he just hoped there where no negative affects of going all the way with her. "Where should master put it next?" To Love my Lopunny "Where your fingers were." She replied, nuzzling against him and licking along his neck and cheek. "Please, Master...I need it so badly..." She whispered heatedly into his ear, needing him to take her, to guide and show her. To Love my Lopunny "Okay," he said gently to her. He was already stiff and ready for her. He gently had her lay back onto the bedding, her legs spread a bit and he could see the wet patch over her sex, he could guessed that underneath was her beautiful, needy sex. "It might hurt...." it normally did for humans girls when they first did it. He guided himself in, luckily the fur did nothing to shield her from his invading length. To Love my Lopunny Lace looked up at him as he leaned in close, nodding as he warned her that it could hurt. She looked down between them as she felt him rub right against where she needed it and then moaned eagerly as she felt him slide into her tight walls, squeezing around him as he spread her."Ahh!! Hhnh!! Oh, Master!!" She whimpered, legs spreading wider for him, allowing him to get in deeper as she gripped his shoulders. She was so wet and needing that she barely noticed him taking her virginity, only squirming as he got deeper. To Love my Lopunny Aiden tried to be slow and gentle with her, and it seemed like forever until finally he felt her furry thighs against his. "You...tight..Lace," he gruntd as he felt how deep he was, he may have very well been hitting the end of he tunnel. "Is it okay Lace," he asked her, he hadn t even noticed him popping her cherry as he went in. To Love my Lopunny The Lopunny Pokegirl nodded. "Y Yes...it feels so...so good!!" She panted softly with excitement, gazing up at him. He was so deep inside her, feeling him there made her shiver all over with happiness. Her arms wrapped around him, eyes fluttering closed. "Please...show me more..." She pleaded. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently kissed her, it cwas strange feeling, but it seemed right. "Okay...." he said grunting softly as he started to slowly move in and out of her wet tunnel. Her inner walls gripped him so tightly that it was a bit difficult to pull out without the feeling he would have his cock yanked off. To Love my Lopunny Her eyes had widened in surprise when he kissed her but his lips were soft and tender, the taste of his skin wonderful. She wanted him to kiss her again... then she felt him slide out only to push back in. An eager moan escaped her, toes curling and her back arching to push her soft breasts up against his chest."Unnh!! M Master...Hhh...Oh, Master Aiden..." She whimpered breathlessly, loving how it felt and trying not to squeeze so much so that he could slip out faster. To Love my Lopunny He moved a hand to gently knead her breast. "It's..getting looser," he said able to move at a steadier pace now. He would nearly pull out all the way befoe sliding back in deeper then before. Grunting softly he umped her cunt making her get wetter and wetter. "Release...when ver you want..Lace," he said "I'll...keep..till satisfied," he ment to say he would keep pleasuring her until her heat was over and she was satisfied. To Love my Lopunny Lace was in sheer ecstacy as she clung to her trainer's lithe body, every pump of his length into her tight, hot sex caused her to loose a cry of pleasure into the night. But she wanted him to enjoy this too, lifting her head to lick and kiss along his throat and jawline. He was so good to her...Her hips lifted to push back against his, grinding him into her and squealing when doing so made him rub into her swollen little clit. As he fucked her, the Lopunny began to writhe as she felt that powerful surge of pleasure that his fingers had caused before beginning to build again. Only this time it was going even higher, making her eyes roll up and her fingers to dig into his back. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt her insides begin to quiver, he was feeling like the fourth of july was exploding all around him, flashes of pleasure making his mind go numb with pleasure.He felt her hips coming up to meet him, feeling her lips along his neck he pressed his to them kissing her once more, this time using his tongue. His hips became more violent as well, he pumped his cock into her harder and harder as she squealed and moaned in pleasure. The look on her face telling him she was close, whats more is he coldn't get enough, he wanted to stay inside of her forever. To Love my Lopunny His kiss, his scent, his touch, his wild movements deep inside her... Lace couldn't stop herself as she tossed her head back, screaming as an intense orgasm swept through her senses, like a wave crashing hard over her. Her whole body tensed, breathing heavy and erratic as her sweet honey spilled from her to soak their groins and thighs. Yet still, her hips lifted to meet his, her claws trailed down his back and she wanted to feel everything he could give her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden didn't stop, he kept moving in and out even as she came. He had no idea how long her heat would last this night, but to him this was almost like a test. "L...lace...im gonna try another way," he panted pulling out of her. He had her get onto her hands and knees, her thick juices dripping down her thighs an onto the bedding. He grabbed her hips and from behind stuffed his swollen length back into her. To Love my Lopunny Lace panted heavily, easily rolling onto her hands and knees for him. Her legs remained spread, her back arching as he pumping into her from a new angle. "Auuh!! Oh yess, Master... give me more!!" She moaned, loving every second of him ravishing her elegant, supple body. She rocked back against him, breasts and long ears bouncing back and forth as he humped her. It was building again...that intense feeling that just made her scream for him... To Love my Lopunny Aiden loved how she seemed unsatiable. "D..amn..Lace...I love...this!" he told her, he wanted to do this with her everyday. Je thrust into her harder his hands gripping her ass roughly as he got even moe spuratic with his thrusts. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, not inside of her like this, he wanted to drag this out as long as possible though. To Love my Lopunny His Lopunny moaned and trembled, clutching the bedroll beneath her as she felt the urges getting harder and harder to hold off, especially as Aiden began to rut her like an animal. "Aaah!! Master Aideeeen!!" She squealed, his cock buried so deep into her at this new angle that she could feel him pressing into some sweet spot that was making her whole body twitch. It wasn't long until she was writhing and screaming again in the throes of sweet release, her tight pussy clenching so hard around his member that each time he pulled back he seemed to be taking her with him despite the juices dripping from her. To Love my Lopunny It really did feel like it would rip his dick off, but he wasn 't going to give her anytime to rest, this was only her third time, he'd make her cum until she was dry and begging for it to stop. "Y...your pussies the best....I can't stop!" he said as his own urges where driving him to continue this brutal humping. To Love my Lopunny She didn't want him to stop, she didn't want this to end... but she was panting so hard, her soft fur was beaded with sweat and her groin and thighs were soaked with her own warm fluids. "Hhh!! Hhh!! Master...please...I need to be filled!!" She cried, her fluffy tail twitching as he continued, her body so sensitive by now that he was easily pushing her to yet another peak. But her heat was making her body crave one thing and that was his cum...She wanted to be filled by it, filled by him!! Of course, it wouldn't do anything more than satisfy her heat for the night but she needed it so badly. To Love my Lopunny Her voice made him feel hot all over. He just couldn't deny her what she wanted, after feeling her cum once more he knew he'd have to give into her needs. "Alright...master gonna fill you...with his cum," he told her and began to thrust even harder into her, he was going to make this last stretch the hardest she' get. To Love my Lopunny Lace's legs shook violently, her cries echoing through the forest for miles as he gave her all he had, her feeling his member pushing harder and deeper into her than before. It was so wild, so good...Lace was so overcome by the rush of ecstacy that followed that she couldn't even voice her delight. She clawed at the blankets and bedrolls, writhing with the shockwave of pleasure that surged through every nerve of her body. He could tell she was cumming from how hard she tensed and shook, effectively trapping his member deep inside her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden couldn't pull out, not that he would have wanted to. But seeing as he couldnt kep this up himself helet go of the muscles he had been clneching so hard and long. For a moment he could only feel her insides quivering and feel her juices rushing out of her. Suddenly he felt himself twitch in her tight tunnel and like two comets crashing together he came with her filling her to the brim and more in seconds as he to hit his own release along with hers. To Love my Lopunny Lace felt the rush of heat leap from his member and race down her tight inner walls to flood her deepest place, filling her aching womb with his seed. Suddenly the burning, the tingling and the heat of her body began to fade, making her moan and sigh in the most desirable of ways as at last relief was hers.Exhausted but so incredibly happy and satisfied, she put her head down on the bedroll beneath her, panting softly. To Love my Lopunny Aiden panted, feeling oddly empty as he filled her up. As she laid down so did he, pulling her so she was on her side, and he was still nestled in her. "H..How do you feel now?" he asked her gently, he felt amazingly tired, but at the same time satisfied. To Love my Lopunny "So...very...good..." Lace sighed happily, lying against him. Her cheeks were flushed pink and she was still panting but never before had he seen such an expression on contentment on her beautiful face. She turned a little to nuzzle him, kissing his lips gently. "Thank you...so very much..." She whispered. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled softly "I should be saying the same thing," he said gently, after a bit he finally pulled out of her so she could get more comfortable. Her fur was so very matted and sticky in between her legs, he had a feeling it would take her a while to groom it back to perfection. To Love my Lopunny She rolled over so she could face him, snuggling into his chest after pulling the blanket over them. Soft purrs hummed soothingly from her as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, feeling safe, happy and content in his arms. Nobody ever made her feel the way Aiden did... To Love my Lopunny Aiden soon feel asleep not realizing they had been making a rather loud racket for several hours and that day would be coming soon as they slept. He still had a very faint tingling all over, he was very glad she had gone into heat now, though he wasn t sure if they would be out and alone the next time she did. To Love my Lopunny Lace slept until she heard rustling around the camp, blinking awake blearily. She was still curled up against Aiden but her ears perked as she listened. She could hear snuffling...a growl...claws in the dirt approaching. She pulled her ears around herself and then shook Aiden, though a paw over his mouth made sure he didn't speak aloud. She pointed to a shadow on the tent wall, let him hear the growls.The smell of Lace's heat still lingered around the camp, especially in the tent and even more between her legs with their mixed fluids. It seemed to have attracted some unwanted attention in the form of a vicious Houndour... To Love my Lopunny Aiden woke up only to be muffled he was about to ask her if she wanted more, for last time she woke him up she was having troubles sleeping. But he soon caught the hint and stayed silent. He had no idea what they could do though, expecially since the Houndour was more or less likely looking for her. It could most likely smell her as well. To Love my Lopunny "I'll draw him away. I should be faster than him." She whispered to Aiden, edging towards the tent door. What she wasn't taking into account was the toll that relieving her heat would have taken on her muscles, especially in her legs. Not waiting for his agreement or protest, she slowly unzipped the tent and bounded out.There was a howl of delight from the Houndour as it gave chase... only to be followed by three more and a much taller, more dangerous figure... a Houndoom. To Love my Lopunny Before he could say anything she was gone. Aiden got up to try and follow, however he felt alittle weak, and not only that he saw not just one shadow from outside the tent but several more follow after her. He got out of the tent as fast as he could but they where all gone.The dog pokemon chased after her, they where behind, but quickly gaining speed, the Houndoom taking up th rear was also now catching up to the rest, it had been last to realize she had taken flight and that the smaller canines where giving chase. To Love my Lopunny Lace hadn't realised that her legs would feel so shaky and wobbly after what she and Aiden had done. The one Houndour hadn't been too much of a problem but now she could hear a whole pack after her. She stumbled in her panic, running blindly through the forest as she twisted and turned trying to lose them. She was fast but they were gaining quickly and hunting her down in a pack...She cried out as she tripped over a branch and landed hard on her front, whimpering in pain. "Ow...ow..." To Love my Lopunny It didn t take long as the pack sourounded her. In her fall her rear was up ina lewd way and still the juices from earlier where all over her only making it seem like she had given up for them all. Every one of the pack was panting and heaving, they seemed to still want some sport in having her try to get away, though of course what was to happen was inevitable. To Love my Lopunny Lace pushed herself up onto her hands and knees as she realised the pack was surrounding her, trying to shy away from some, only to be barked back into the center of the circle of them. She trembled, panting heavily from being chased and then swiped at one of them with a Pound attack. To Love my Lopunny Her attack would usually have been very powerful nd effective, but in her wobbly state it did nothing but look foolish t the pack. Seeing as she wouldn't be able to put up much more of a struggle they all seemed willing to continue. The fist Houndour lapt at her taking ahold of her ankle, soon others followed holding her arms and leg down submisevly. The last was the Houndoom, the alpha of the pack, and the one who would get first dibs on her body. To Love my Lopunny Lace struggled and screamed as she was held down by the pack, only to freeze as the Houndoom approached, she looking up at him fearfully. Aiden had been her first... she had no idea how a powerful Houndoom was going to take her. To Love my Lopunny His length could be seen coming from in between hi hind legs, the length wasn't as big as Aidens, but the tip seemed to sport a few horns of it' own it seemed. It almost resembled a demon tool of sorts much like how the pokemon looked lik a dog from the pits of hell. The Houndoom howled before moving up behind her, it moved putting it's front paws upon her upper back pressng her flat down onto the grounds and began to agerly pump at her sex. The first few thrusts missed and only hit against her wet cunt. To Love my Lopunny Lace squirmed and cried out as she felt it bump up against her wet lips, making her try move her hips to avoid it. She yelled at it in Pokemon language to stop, which only made the pack holding her down laugh. To Love my Lopunny It may have been better if she had held still, but her squirming only worked against her. As the Houndoom struggled to get in her moving hips suddenly lined up perfectly just as he thrust forward. The arow like tip of its member sank into her and after another rough push it sank the entire thing into her. To Love my Lopunny She screamed and shuddered as she felt it penetrate into her, tensing and whimpering. She only succeeded in squeezing around the invading member, encouraging the Houndoom as her body began to betray her, making her a little wetter for him. To Love my Lopunny The Houndoom howled once more in triumph. If what Aiden had been doing befoe was like an animal, this was something far worse. The Houndooms hips thrust fast and hard, it's balls slapping into her clit as it used it's hinds legs to quickly thrust in and out. To Love my Lopunny Lace squealed and moaned, her body reacting the only way it could. The Houndoom was powerfully rough and fast but being still tender from her mating with Aiden, all she felt were surges of pleasure that she didn't want. The Houndours were growling in delight, the ones holding her ankles letting them go now that their alpha was having his way with her. She could feel them sniffing her and shook a little more, hoping they weren't going to try something with her too. To Love my Lopunny It seemed only lucky that this Houndoom seemed to lack the control and skill Aiden possesed. He thrust into her, like she was nothing but a hole to fuck and use. Suddenly he began to growl and the tips of his cock where sticking into her inner walls. It's knot began to swell at the base of it's cock, without so much as a warning it shoved the massive buldge into her tieing itself with her. To Love my Lopunny That was where it started to hurt. Lace screamed as the barbs dug into her sensitive walls, his knot the last insult to injury. "AAAIIIEEEEEE!!" She shrieked, her tight pussy unable to do anything more than clench around the knot tying her to the vicious Houndoom and trap him within. Her insides couldn't stop their squeezing and with it only urged a peak in her, forcing her to be even more accepting of what the hellhound was about to give her...Her body tensed as she squealed in a mixture of pain and pleasure, toes curling and eyes squeezing shut. She couldn't stop it... To Love my Lopunny The hound growled in lust and his ainful shaft began to quiver and grow hot inside of her. Then suddenly he howled and once more shoved as deep as he could inside of her. His seed gushed from the barbed tip, filling her up, being a fire type his cum was hot and not all that soothing like Aidens would have been. To Love my Lopunny Lace cried out, half sobbing as she was filled by that uncomfortable feeling and his really hot cum. Aiden's had been hot but the good kind, the soothing kind...this was just hot and made her squirm wildly, which only made more of it pour out. The Houndour howled with their alpha in his triumph, grinning wickedly at Lace. To Love my Lopunny It was several minutes before the lrge knot poped out of her and allowd the hot seed to drip out of her used pussy. Beofre she could even attampt to do anything a houndour was upon her, his cock was smaller then the Houndooms, and had small barbs as well, but this one seemed capable of getting in after the first thrust and began to rapidly pound into her. A second houndour came up to her and it bumped it s exposed cock against her face. To Love my Lopunny The remaining two Houndour had to keep her hands pinned down as their companions took their positions to take advantage of her. She tried turning her head away from the one trying to get into her mouth but one holding her arm growled at her reluctance and bit her. She cried out in pain but it let that length get into her mouth and a Houndour growl gave her a fierce warning.Her body was trembling as she was ravaged from front and behind, just trying to get this overwith by now. She rocked herself against the one behind her and licked and suck at the member in her mouth as she whimpered. A Houndour barked to their alpha, telling him she was being more willing. To Love my Lopunny The two smaller pokemon panted in pleasure as they took her from both ends. They where just as tactless and eager as there leader and there hips pumped in and out of her fast and uncaringly. A wet noise coming from behind her as the cum from her previous times leaked out making her backside wet and easy to penetrate. The Houndoom watched as he pack took joy in mating with her, but he wasn t done just yet. To Love my Lopunny Once the first two were done, Lace barely had time to try spit out the hot cum spewed into her mouth before the last two were on top of her. She whimpered and shook, wishing she could cry out to try call her trainer. To Love my Lopunny As the rested two humped her the large Houndoom got back up, he seemed revitalized and ready for even more. As his two smaller companions had there way with her, he watched and waited patiently. It wasn't long before the two came inside of her filling her up with the hot seed. To Love my Lopunny She trembled and slumped as the last two finished, thinking she was finished at last. She coughed and spat the hot cum out of her mouth as best she could, panting softly. Then she realised the Houndoom was approaching her again. She was so tired, her legs ached... she couldn't fight them...The Houndour sat back to watch as their leader went in for his fun again. To Love my Lopunny Seeing as she put of no more fight the largedog simply came and stuck himself inside of her once more. Her inner walls where still tight though most likely sore and hurting. It did not matter to it though as it only used her to releive itself. Suddenly a stone was hurled out from the bushes and struck the Houndoom making him growl and run off in that direction. A sudden whine told the pack there leader was in trouble and they went to help leaving her there, dripping cum and tired.The bushes not far off rustled and Aiden walked out "Lace...lace are you okay?" he knew the answer to that question, but he wanted to be sure she was still alive or at least conscious. To Love my Lopunny "Aiden..." She whimpered, trying to lift herself up to look at him but her legs wouldn't move and one of her arms was nastily bitten. "...It hurts..." To Love my Lopunny Aiden went over to get her. "I'll carry you, we need to get back and clean you up," he told her. He didn't seemed worried about the other pokemon, they wouldn't be bothering them. Aiden had set a trap for the leader knowing the others would follow only to fall into the same trap.Once back at there tent he got out a spray bottle and sprayed the potion onto her bites. They closed up almost instantly. To Love my Lopunny She winced a little but smiled a bit as he tended to her injuries. "I'm sorry...I thought I could out run them." She mumbled, having wanted to protect him but had just ended up as a pack's sucessful hunt fuck. To Love my Lopunny "Don't wrry about me....it's you who needs looking after right now," he was upset they had gotten ahold of her, but that wasn t going to stop him from still being her trainer and partner. He cleaned her off with some warm water he had heated up. "It's most likely going to hurt for a while," he told her as he tried to clean off the evidence of being raped by a pack of houndour and a houndoom. To Love my Lopunny Lace nodded, hissing a little in pain as first as he cleaned her off but soon the warm water began to soothe the ache. Once she was clean, she pulled herself closer to him and snuggled into his chest, closing her eyes. "Master Aiden...I want you to be the only one to have me." She whispered. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded and held her close "Alright....I will be....just don't go running off again," he told her gently. He wondered if there was something for this, he would want to buy a few repels and things to keep wild pokemon from coming close to camp again. To Love my Lopunny She nodded and nuzzled into his chest. "I just...wanted to protect you from them." She told him, closing her eyes. To Love my Lopunny "I know," he said gently "thanks," hesaid, it was stll late, but it would be morning very soon now. She needed sleep, and when they got to town to get her to a pokemon center to make sure she wasn't hurt internally. To Love my Lopunny Lace found it hard to walk as they headed to town but luckily they weren't much more than a couple of hours away. To Love my Lopunny First thing he did was take her to the center. "She...had a run in with some Houndoom," he told Nurse Joy. She had Lace go into the back while Aiden would sit and wait for her to get checked up. He was a bit sorry she had gotten caught, but he couldn't change what was. To Love my Lopunny Nurse Joy was a little while with Lace but returned to tell Aiden he could come in and see her. "She was a little torn up, I'm afraid. Nothing serious but she was in some pain. I've done what I can but rest is the best thing she can have right now. She doesn't seem too skittish but... she may be very jumpy around others, especially male Pokemon and Pokeboys." She explained as she walked him to the infirmary.Lace was sitting up on a bed, propped up by a pillow or two a helpful Chansey was fluffing. She smiled as Aiden appeared. To Love my Lopunny He smiled back "How are you feeling Lace?" he asked her, he guessed that she migh be a bit jumpy by males, that was expected in his opinion. He would just stock up on repels to keep other male pokemon from coming into camp or anything. He wondered if he should get more protection. To Love my Lopunny "Better." His Lopunny replied, giving him a brave smile. Her slender hand reached to clutch his gently as he stood beside her bed. "Nurse Joy says that I should be back on top form with a day's rest, Master. I hope that won't delay you." To Love my Lopunny "Not at all," in truth he didn't know what exactly they where planning on doing at the moment. There wasn't a gym or anything, in truth they would just travel until they found one. "I'm glad you'll be better though Lace," he said once again smiling, he was happy she wasn't seriously hurt. To Love my Lopunny "Me too. But you look like you could do with some rest too." She added, looking at little concerned as she glanced him over. To Love my Lopunny "Well....maybe a bit," he admitted "after all...didn't get much sleep," he said, the reasoning behind that was obvious, they'd been going at it like a couple of...well lopunnies. To Love my Lopunny Lace blushed a little, smiling at him. "Yeah, me either." She started to push herself up to get off the bed. "You should get a room. I want to sleep there with you. I don't like being away from you." She admitted. To Love my Lopunny "Yeah...I can see if Nurse Joy can let us sleep in one for the day," he said leaving her for a minute while he went to see if any where open. Luckily there where "She says we can," he tol her and helped her walk into it, it was small, but the bed seemed better then the floor. To Love my Lopunny Lace limped a little but not as bad as she had been when they had arrived. She crawled onto the bed and waited for him to join her before snuggling up against him with a happy smile. Despite what had happened to her, Aiden was one male she would never be frightened of. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as they bot into bed, it was moning now, but well they where both tied. "Night...or good morning Lace," he said gently smirking a little. To Love my Lopunny She laughed a little, her brown eyes warm and happy as she gazed at him sleepily. "Good morning, Master." She whispered before cuddling close and falling asleep. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently fell asleep beside her enjoying the closenss of her body. They slept for several long hours, the activities of th night finally cahing up with Aiden and he enjoyed the deep quiet sleep. To Love my Lopunny Lace woke just before dinner time, feeling refreshed and so very cody being cuddled up to her trainer. She gently shifted to gaze at his sleeping face and couldn't stop herself giving him a gentle kiss on the lips. To Love my Lopunny That woke him up, his eyes opening gently. "Well hello," he said softly, wondering what time it was. "Did you sleep well lace?" he asked her gently, though he guessed she had as she seemed to once again have that feeling around her. To Love my Lopunny "Very well." She purred, nuzzling him and then giving him a soft kiss again. "I'm hungry...but I don't want to move." She added with a pout. To Love my Lopunny "I don't see how that would work," he told her gently. He could see if Nurse Joy had something, the last of their food went into the soup they had eaten the night before. To Love my Lopunny Lace giggled. "I suppose that means we should get up to have food then." She started to push herself up and began absently grooming her ears as she waited on him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden got up, laving the comfortabl room with her to go and see if there was any food. He was glad Nurse Joy seemed happy to provide them with something to eat as well. "I think we burned a lot of calories last night," he told Lace softly. To Love my Lopunny She giggled at what he said, nodding in agreement. "We didn't really have many calories in us to burn. No wonder we were so tired." She smiled back, happily finishing her food and stretching slowly, arching her back and curving her elegant body into a suggestive position. To Love my Lopunny Aiden once again could only stare at her as she stretched, he could take it as an invitation, or as innocent stretching. "Lace....was wonder about something," he said, once again thinking about trimming the fur around her naughty bits. To Love my Lopunny She slowly relaxed and tilted her head at him with a sweet smile. "Yes, Master Aiden?" She asked, putting her hands gently on his arm. To Love my Lopunny "Well," he felt a bit strange actually saying it. "Before we...you know...I've been meaning to.....trim you down there," he said hoping she got the picture. To Love my Lopunny Lace blushed a little but nodded. "We can do that, if you want. I think I need a bath anyway and you said you wanted a shower..." She reminded him, though she nuzzled into his neck. "As much as I love how you smell of the outdoors, I like you clean too." She giggled. To Love my Lopunny "Well...theres a shower back in the room...we can kill two..or three birds with one stone," he said to her, of course he didn't know what that third bird was at the moment. To Love my Lopunny Lace nodded and started to get up. "I think we could both do with a nice hot shower before we sleep for the night. Then we can set off tomorrow morning, right?" She suggested brightly. To Love my Lopunny Aiden for some reason trailed on the word 'hot' and he nodded "Of course we need to get few things before we go out, food for one thing," he said to her. They both went back into the room, he began to strip down. To Love my Lopunny Lace couldn't help but watch him strip down, her eyes roving over his body. A blush coloured her cheeks and she shifted her weight from foot to foot, feeling the return of that warm tingling of arousal through her body. To Love my Lopunny Aiden got something out of the pack, it had been a razor,he had boughten it for this exact reason, but of course he would have just said it was for him, even though he didn't gow facial hair as of yet. "Ready?" he asked her, a small littl shower room in the tiny room was there for them. To Love my Lopunny She nodded and smiled at him, walking into the shower room and looking around. "Should I stand up?" She asked him. To Love my Lopunny "You can....or you can sit down," he told her. Aiden wa sure it wouldn t matter to much, if she wished he could also carry out the task while in th shower. To Love my Lopunny "Maybe it would be better if I was in the shower." She smiled at him, reaching to turn it on and testing the water so that it as comfortable for them both before stepping in. She turned to face him, the water running over her elegant form. To Love my Lopunny Aiden went inside the of the shower with her. The water felt really good on him, it wasn't to hot, but not cold, just right. "Okay," he said as he went and got the bar of soap provided. "Should I start now..or after we cleaned a bit?" To Love my Lopunny "I guess now. My fur will need to be washed after to get all the loose trimmings off me." She replied with a smile, nuzzling him gently. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "Then get confortable...I don t now how long I might take," he said as his hands got lathered, there wans t any real shaving cream so soap would have to do for thi time. To Love my Lopunny "I'll be okay." She smiled warmly at him, purring as she watched. To Love my Lopunny With a nod Aiden began to gently lather the area around her sex with the foamy soap. He was going to have to go slow, he didn't want to accidentally cut her. Once she was really lathered he took the raxor and began to shave away the longer fur that hide her pussy from sight. To Love my Lopunny She kept herself positioned in a way that was easy for him to do so, watching carefully as he worked. It wasn't too long until he began to see the glistening pink skin of her lower lips, making her blush a little. To Love my Lopunny Soon her slit was rather exposed, he didn't trim it to close, it was still not very visible if she stood up completely straight,but if she bent over he would get a nice few of her nether region. "Alright, looks good...what do you think?" To Love my Lopunny Lace nodded and smiled happily at him. "It feels a lot cooler now actually." She giggled. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "It will feel even coolor when your outside," he said. "Um. turn around a bit Lace...I'm not quit done yet," he said. To Love my Lopunny She obeyed without question, moving and positioning herself whatever way he needed. To Love my Lopunny He trimmed a bick behind her, mostlu under her tail. Gently he would spread her cute butt and he could see her puckered tailhole. "Alright..now I'm done," he told her. To Love my Lopunny Lace smiled brightly. "Thank you, Master Aiden." She purred. "Do you want to shower now?" To Love my Lopunny He nodded "Yes, now we can shower," he said smiling to her. To Love my Lopunny She picked up some soap herself and lathered it up in her paws, running them gently over his chest and arms. Her eyes lifted to gaze at him with a warm smile. To Love my Lopunny He smiled back, it felt good as she washed him gently. Of course she was washing off the scent of nature, but he was sure in a few days he would have it back on him. To Love my Lopunny She worked her way around him, washing every inch of him thoroughly and gently, almost like a massage. She nuzzled him as the water rinsed him off, standing in front of him once again. "Will you wash me now?" Lace asked, touching her soft nose gently against his. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt himself grow a little hot as she was so close. "S..sure," he said taking the bar of soap and lathering his hand up. Washing her was different from washing himself, the soap make her foam rather nicely and he would run his hands over her fur to get the soap out. "Am I missing anywhere?" he asked her. To Love my Lopunny Lace spread her legs apart, bending forward a little. "Can you make sure there's no loose fur left?" She smiled back at him, wiggling her fluffy tail. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently ran his hands over her nearly shaven sex feeling or rinsing off an loose furs. It would be hard, because the water was wet, but he was sure he got most of them as he rubbed her. To Love my Lopunny Lace purred with enjoyment as he rubbed around between her legs, blushing as she leaned against the shower wall. "Mmmnh..." To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as she seemed to be enjoying this, though not for the reasoning he probably thought. He continued to rub, though he was sure now he had gotten rid of all the loose hairs. To Love my Lopunny She looked back at him, shifting a little as she began to grow wet, not that it was really noticeable with the shower running. "Master Aiden...umm..." She started to say, wondering how to ask him to do what he had only the night before. He made her feel good, she didn't feel sore anymore after Nurse Joy's healing of her so she didn't see why they couldn't... To Love my Lopunny Aiden stopped as she called his name "Sorry are you still a bit sore?" he asked her. She had said she would have been better but it may still be healing, though he was enjoying the fact he was once again rubbing her sensative spot. To Love my Lopunny Lace shook her head quickly. "No, no. I just...well...I'm really enjoying this and...could we do what we did...in the tent?" She blushed, tilting her head under the stream of warm water. To Love my Lopunny Aiden grinned a little bit "You mean...fool around?" he asked her as he continued to rub her gently. To Love my Lopunny She nodded eagerly. "Yes, that. Can we?" She asked hopefully, long ears perked up a little. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled "Sure," he said to her. Slowly he slid a finger into her "Your not to sore?" he asked curiously. He could feel now how wet she had been getting. It was very warm and slick inside of her. To Love my Lopunny She whimpered a little with pleasure as he felt around inside her, shaking her head again. "N No...not if you go gentle, Master. Please, I want to feel you again..." She pleaded. To Love my Lopunny "My finger is inside of you Lace," he told her, technically she was feeling him, he just liked having her plead and beg though, though at times she was a good fighter, he couldn t deny the fact she was also a female in ba need of some good fooling around. To Love my Lopunny His Lopunny pouted, swaying her hips. "But that's not what I mean." She whimpered, swaying her hips with a bit of frustration. "Please, Master...stop teasing me..." To Love my Lopunny "Well then...you need to be more specific," he told her. His finger pumped in and out of her needy sex. "Did you want two fingers ' he asked her, adding another to the first and pumped a bit faster. To Love my Lopunny That made Lace moan and her toes curl a little. "Auh!! Mmnh...M Master..." She trembled a little. "No, I w want...something much bigger and...longer..." To Love my Lopunny "Oh?" he asked her knowing what she wanted. "So you want masters cock inside of you then?" he asked her, still finger fucking her little slit though. "If so then you need to ask for that." To Love my Lopunny Her pussy was so wet and warm, the Pokegirl moaning as his fingers continued to stroke her. "Aah...yes, please, Master Aiden!! Give me your big cock...put it in me!!" She begged, unable to stand it any longer. To Love my Lopunny He smiled and slid his fingers out "Since you asked so nicely," he said playfully. He stood up behind her, his length had gotten fairly erect. Gently he rubbed the thick tip against her small little love hole.The sensation of her nether lips brushing against his cock only made him harder and bigger and soon he was fully erect. Grabbing a hold of her hips he lined himself up and slowly pushed in until her rear was against his thighs. To Love my Lopunny Lace squeezed around him, moaning happily though she did wince with a little bit of discomfort at first. It faded quickly and she ground back against him, panting softly. "Ohhh yes... Feels so good..." She purred, loving how it felt when he filled her, him now clearly able to see her wet pink lower lips take in his thick cock. To Love my Lopunny He had noticed this, it only looked even more arousing as he could see her lips spread thin around his dick. "Looks like you really love having my dick inside Lace," he said gently, he began to move slowly, pulling out about half way before moving back inside. Her muscles clenched him so nicely. To Love my Lopunny "Hhh!! Mmmh!! Y Yes, I love how you feel inside me....Aah!" She moaned eagerly, loving how it was taking this so slow and gentle. It made her legs shudder and her back to arch. He was nothing like those savage Houndour and Houndoom, it just felt so good. To Love my Lopunny Aiden enjoyed how vocal she could get, it only drove him more. "Good...nnh....you feel so tight..." he said, grunting gently. Though he went slowly, a small lewd wet slap would come from her thighs as he moved in and out, it was a gentle noise, but one that told him most of the liquids going down her thighs wasn't water. To Love my Lopunny She began to squeal as he pressed into some soft spots inside her, inner muscles clenching eagerly around his member. Her whole body began to tense, feeling the building sensation of an orgasm getting closer with each thrust of his hips. To Love my Lopunny T make things speed along a bit, he reached around and began to rub her erect little clit as his cock pumped in and out. He could feel her lips spread thinner as he pressed in and then feel them loosen a bit when he would pull out. To Love my Lopunny Lace inhaled sharply as she felt him play with her clit and twitched a little, crying out as she came hard and rather messily, her fluffy tail twitching. "Auuh!! Masteeeer!!" She squealed. To Love my Lopunny Aiden pulled out of her, letting her thick honey squirt out of her as she came. "You came a lot Lace," he said as he watched her shudder and her necter would pump out. He however had not yet released, and he watched her cute tailhole spasm as she came and he got an idea. To Love my Lopunny Lace panted heavily, looking back at him as he pulled out. "M Master?" She wondered what he was planning, she hadn't felt him cum. To Love my Lopunny "Did that feel good Lace?" he asked her gently. He smiled as he rubbed her dripping sex, just to keep her at a state of pleasure and need. "I think I want to try something a bit different now Lace." To Love my Lopunny She purred, nodding her head to him in reply. "I'm ready for anything you want to try, Master. I know you'll make it feel good." She remained as she was with legs spread, trusting him completely. To Love my Lopunny "It might hurt a bit," he told her gently. Giving her a hint he began to play with her small pucker. He was sure it might hurt a bit, but he was cuious as to how it might feel. To Love my Lopunny Lace gasped in surprise, never having had her tailhole played with before. But she trusted him, spreading herself a little more and purring as she started to enjoy his warmth against it. "I don't mind, Master." To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded and began to slid a finger into her tight puckered hole. He knew she was going to be really tight around him, but the idea just seemed so strange. To Love my Lopunny She winced a little, biting her bottom lips and clenching around his finger before relaxing again. "Aah...Master..." She purred, starting to get used to it. To Love my Lopunny He slowly moved his finger in and out "Feel good Lace?" he asked her as he fingered her tight pucker. To Love my Lopunny She squeaked and nodded her head, starting to get used to it and finding it a rather interesting sensation. It wasn't as pleasurable as her sensitive little slit, of course, but she would eagerly do something to make her Master groan. To Love my Lopunny Aiden slowly slid his finger out after a bit.He then pressed the tip of his engorged cock against her soft pucker. He was sure now she knew as he gently began to edge himself inside of her. To Love my Lopunny Lace bit her bottom lip as he pressed into her, trying to keep herself relaxed so he could slide inside her and gasping as she felt him spread her. It hurt a bit but it was an unusual sensation that she was beginning to enjoy. "Aah..." To Love my Lopunny Slowly he inched himself inside of her. Her tight pucker was gripping him so much he was afraid she d pinch it off if she clenched her muscles. He held her curvy hips as he pressed into her more and more before he was about half way deep inside of her tight tailhole. "I'm gonna start to move," he told her, he pulled out a little and began to slowly move in and out of her ass, the more he moved the easier it got and he woud push in more every now and then. To Love my Lopunny The Lopunny squeaked and arched, toes curling as she grew used to the sensation and began to enjoy it, her fluffy tail twitching as she clenched on occasion but trying to keep herself relaxed. "Mnnnh..." She murred, ears swaying with their movements. To Love my Lopunny Aiden grunted softly, he liked this alot though it wasn t the same as when he was in her pussy. It was tighter, but it lacked the same muscl contractions as her cunt had. "I'm already close," he told her gently as he pumped his length in and out of her, he could feel himself going really deep into her ass that he was amazed her body could hold it all in. To Love my Lopunny Her legs shook with each thrust of him into her tight tailhole but not in as satisfying a way as when he took her in her pussy. She whimpered and moaned, trying her best to squeeze around him without stopping his movements, urging him on. "Mnnh...please, don't hold back...cum deep inside me, Master Aiden..." She begged. To Love my Lopunny Aiden had every intention to. But hearing her tell him no to hold back only drove him on more. He began to really thrust into her, over the sound of the rushing water the wet slap as he would thrust into her ass grew even louder. His breathing changed from quick exhales and inhales to a more strained panting. He would suck in him water into his mouth at times, but not enough to cause any trouble. His hands gripping her rear even harder, he could feel himself getting ready. To Love my Lopunny Lace cried out in delight, her body bounced rapidly back and forth from his thrusts, her exclaimations as quick and eager as his hips. To Love my Lopunny He couldn't hold on anymore. He felt himself losing it now. "I'm gonna cum...deep in your ass Lace," he told her. He thrust in one last time, hilting himself balls deep into her before he let himself go and his hot seed flowing into her tight pucker. To Love my Lopunny Lace squeaked and shuddered, the warm flood of seed into her feeling so odd going somewhere else but she couldn't deny how good it felt, especially as she felt him tremble and groan over her. "Ohhh...Master...." She purred, clenching gently. To Love my Lopunny It lasted for a bit, his mind was rather fuzzy until it came to a slow end. "Hu....feels good.lace?" he said, asking a sort of question, at the same time making a statement. He would have keptgoing but he already felt a bit drained, also they had been in the shower for some time now. He slowly slid out, the water washing away the small trickle that came out. To Love my Lopunny "Very good." She sighed contently, straightening up carefully once he had slid out and then turned to face her trainer, nuzzling him happily. "Thank you." To Love my Lopunny He smiled "Pleasures all mine," he said to her giving her a gentle embrace. "Now...lets really getcleaned off," he suggested to her. They had been in the shower for some time now. To Love my Lopunny Lace nodded in agreement and helped him clean up before washing herself. Once they were all clean, she waited until he was out of the shower first before giving herself a shake and then gently squeezing water from her long ears. To Love my Lopunny Aiden dried off, watching her as she rung herself out. He knew most pokemon trainers had several partners, he sort of realized it was a bit strange to only have her, but he fainlty smiled, he didn'tmind very much. After all it had been just the two of thm for a while now. "Here use the towel it'll help dry the rest faster," he said giving her a fresh towel. To Love my Lopunny "Okay." She smiled cheerfully at him, drying off using the towel and fluffing up her fur in the process. She pouted a little as she caught sight of herself in the mirror and started to try flatten out her fur into its usual silky sheen."Master Aiden...don't you think you should maybe add to your team? I mean, I love it being just us but, it's not very safe. What if something happens like with the Houndour again? That leaves you all alone with no protection." She pointed out. To Love my Lopunny Aiden had gone and was putting on his cloths as she fixed her fur. She came out looking at alluring as ever. Her question however had surprised him a little, after all he had jut been thinking like that only a moment earlier. Of course she always did seem to know what to say when to say it. "Well....I mean I'll protect you if something like that ever happens again," of course he knew he couldnt really protect her very well if a pokemon decided to attack, he would be no more then just a distraction, unless the pokemon was like a weak little bug type. To Love my Lopunny "I want you to be safe, Master Aiden. Won't you consider it at least?" She asked, walking over to him and nuzzling him affectionately. "If anything were to happen to you... I couldn't live with myself, knowing I had failed my duty to protect you." To Love my Lopunny Aiden knew she was right, even if he didnt feel all to fond of the idea. "Alright....I suppose your right," he told her gently."I guess we should go and look for a suitable addition to the team then," he told her. He wondered what sort of pokemon would be good, Lace was a normal type, he guessed a power type like fire, or lightning would be good. To Love my Lopunny "I'm sure we'll find someone good for us both." She smiled happily. So, after taking their time restocking at the Pokemon Center and the nearby stores, they were on their way travelling again. To Love my Lopunny He had gotten some repels, an item he had not really used before, but well it may take them a while to find a suitable addition to there team. He would be prepared for the nights if that where the case. "Well...I suppose when looking for anything we can start anywhere," he said and after choosing a random direction they started off. To Love my Lopunny Lace followed him happily, glad to be back on her feet and back on the road. She skipped by his side and sometimes a bit ahead of him, trying to keep an eye out for any potential additions to their team. To Love my Lopunny He would look around, little rustles would cause him to move suddenly in that direction, but it would only be a pidgy girl or some other type of common pokegirl. "Maybe we havent traveled far enough to see any more exotic ones," he said thinking about it. He wondered if he could find an absol or maybe even a pikechu, in truth anything with some sort of elemental ability would be good. To Love my Lopunny Lace nodded in agreement, tilting her head as she looked around. "Maybe if we move the warmer regions in the south? There should be some interesting types there." She suggested, hugging her long ears. To Love my Lopunny Aiden momentarily thought about it. "Yeah lets try that," he agreed. He took his map out looking at it, it might take them the remainder of the day to get as far south as needed. It would still be woodland, but mountains where present as well. To Love my Lopunny So they began to walk south, following the routes. Lace gave warning of other Pokemon and Pokegirls around but none were the elemental types Aiden was looking to add to their group. After the day of travelling, they'd had no luck and were calling it a night, setting up camp. To Love my Lopunny Aiden was settting up the tent once more. He had forgotten to get it cleaned and the linger of sex was still within it. It wasn't bad, but he was a little worried it might attract unwanted things. He went to grt the repellent, but found that it was gone. His mind went back remembering he'd left it at the pokemart. "Damn," he said under his breath. To Love my Lopunny "What's wrong?" Lace asked, looking up from setting up the campfire, tilting her head adorably at him. It was getting dark now and rather cold. To Love my Lopunny "Um...nothing," he said to her. He had forgoten, she would have been able to hear even his softest whisper. He got up putting the back pack away into the tent. If anything he'd just have to be sure not to let her go off running again like last time. "It's getting a bit cool isn't it?" he asked her, even though the climate was warmer it seems the nights would be just as cold. To Love my Lopunny "Yeah, it is." She nodded in agreement, striking two flint stones together to get a spark and then making it catch on the wood. She blew on them gently and slowly a flame began to build. She tossed more firewood on and rubbed her upper arms. "I hope this fire picks up quickly." She commented. To Love my Lopunny "Lke wise," he said keeping a look out, he half expected a troop of horny houndour t once again appear. Though as they sat by the fire nothing did happen, the night was quiet and rather eerie. To Love my Lopunny Lace leaned against her Master, her head on his shoulder as she dozed, warmed by the fire and his body heat. As she slept, there was a light rustling somewhere close by, a pair of hazel eyes watching them curiously and, almost longingly. To Love my Lopunny As ime passed he dropped his guard a bit. He got comfortable and held her close to him. He had not expected to hear the rustling before she had. "Lace...." he whispered softly to her, not wanting to startle her. She must have hard it too. To Love my Lopunny Lace opened her eyes slowly, ears twitching. "Hmm?" She yawned a little and turned her head, then pointing over to the undergrowth to his left. "There." She whispered, slowly beginning to get up."Smells of...smoke and fire. I think it's a fire type." She said, looking a bit wary but whatever it was wasn't leaping out at them like a Houndour would. To Love my Lopunny "Maybe it doesn't realize we are here?" he suggested. "If so lets make the firt move then?," he added. To Love my Lopunny The Lopunny nodded in agreement and crept closer, peering over the vegetation to see if there was anything there. She could see several red tails and her eyes widened."Umm...Excuse me?" She called gently. The Pokegirl jumped suddenly in surprise, whirling to see Lace and Aiden looking at her. She was a Vulpix, rather petite and somewhat smaller than Lace, looking almost more Pokemon than Pokegirl. Her eyes widened in fright and she crouched low quickly, ready to defend herself.The Vulpix's body was shaking, one of her front paws was injured and her side was grazed. It didn't look like it had been a Pokemon attack, it was possible she'd just been abandoned. It would explain why she had been drawn to the camp and hanging around. To Love my Lopunny Aiden had followed once he heard Lace speak. He looked at the vulpix, she was growched on all fours, she still had the human traces, but Lace was indeedmore humanoid then she. She looked young too and he noticed her injuries."She's hurt lace," he knew she had not caused it. "Has she said anything yet?' he asked her, so far he had only heard Lace speak,if she was wild then most likely she could not, but since she appeared to have been abandoned he guessed she had at one point had a trainer. To Love my Lopunny Lace shook her head, kneeling down a bit more on level with the Vulpix. "It's okay, we're not going to hurt you." She told her, extending a hand towards her. The other Pokegirl watched her warily, listening to her. Lace repeated what she had said in Pokemon language and the girl began to whimper a little, tails going down."I'm...I'm cold...Vulpix vul...and hungry..." She said, her voice shivering. She was certainly abandoned, seeing how she could speak human or at least some manner of it, even with Pokemon slipping in between words. She edged towards Lace and Aiden, ears back. To Love my Lopunny "She needs to be patched up as well," he said as her wound would get infected unless he applied medicine. "Tell her she will be safe with us," he told Lace. H wasn t sure if the vulpix would know human speech well enough so he would leave the communication to Lace. To Love my Lopunny Lace repeated her trainer's comment and the Vulpix nodded warily, following them back towards the camp. She straightened onto two legs once they were near the fire, standing a little taller. In human maturity she would probably have been in her early teens, if not a little younger. But then, Pokemon maturity was always a little hard to tell... the majority didn't show their mature selves until they evolved at least once.Lace and the new Pokegirl talked briefly in Pokemon before Lace relayed the situation to Aiden. "She was tossed out by her trainer about two days ago, tried to follow him and he hurt her until she ran away. Her name is Vesta, she says. Her human speaking skills are a little shaky but she should pick it up fast."Vesta, meanwhile, was gladly curled up close to the fire, waiting for food and to be treated, though her brown eyes were still wary. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt some empathy towards her. "Well she's welcome to stay," he said. "First lets treat her wounds though, if it was two days ago I dont want to wait much longer, the more time we take the more likely shemay get an infection," he said. He went to the bag to get some potion and bandages. He wanted to clean it and keep it covered so nothing got into it. "Tell her it might hurt a tiny bit," he said. To Love my Lopunny Lace spoke to Vesta and the fire type looked at Aiden approaching her warily, though holding out her injured paw when requested to. She was still shaking a little so Lace moved to her other side and put an arm around her, telling her it would be okay and she'd get some food then. The Lopunny seemed to be taking on the role of an older sister to the Vulpix. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled at how Lace was acting. He guessed no matter the type or appearence all of the pokemon where in some sense nuturing and understanding to one another. He sprayed her paw with the medicine, it would sting a bit. He would wipe it clean before he tied it up. He was careful with his approach and soon she was patched up. He then got a few things out of his pack, food he had boughten from th mart, as well as berries he had found along there travels. To Love my Lopunny Vesta was ravenously hungry, her tails wagging as she saw the food being drawn out. Lace smiled a little and nudged her forward. The Vulpix looked a bit anxious but then approached Aiden."Thank you for helping me." She said in human, smiling shyly. Lace smiled, obviously encouraging the other girl to speak a little more. To Love my Lopunny "Your welcome," he said happily. He would watch what she ate. Normally Lace would go for the sweet berries, and never cared for anything bitter or spicy. He wondered if Vsta would eat something spicy or bitter because she was a fire type. It would just be interesting to see what she prefered. To Love my Lopunny Lace helped herself to some of the sweeter foods, Vesta looking over her choice before picking up one of the spicier berries and happily digging in, her muzzle getting a little messy with how eagerly she was eating. She was a cutie and really just needed to be cared for. To Love my Lopunny Aiden watched the two eat. She had indeed gone for the spicier berries. Lace happily ate her sweeter ones. He sort of let them do there thing, he after all had not yet asked if she wanted a new trainer so soon. He guessed that pokegirls also would take time to get over tramatic things. To Love my Lopunny Vesta ate her fill and drank some water before curling up by the fire again, this time looking content and relaxed. Lace joined Aiden as the Vulpix dozed and nuzzled his cheek."It's good to have helped her. I wonder if she'll come with us." She mused quietly, snuggling up against her trainer. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "We'll ask her when she wakes up tomorrow," he told her gently. "You seemed like you where an older sisiter though...what brought that on?" he asked her. It wasn't that he didnt approve of it, he was just curious as to why Lace had seemedto suddenly take on that role. To Love my Lopunny Lace shrugged her shoulders. "Well... maybe it's because I came from a large family? My parents were Lopunnys after all, so I had a lot of Buneary siblings." She smiled at him. "It's just something I automatically do with a younger Pokemon or Pokegirl in trouble."Lace had been a wild Buneary when Aiden had first found her, after all. It made sense. To Love my Lopunny Aiden imagines her family. He thought maybe like twelveother buneary like her and two lopunny being her mom and dad. "So...Lopunny really do have a lot of kids," he said, though he had been mostly thinking it, the words had come out. "Well...she's asleep, and she looks peaceful now," he said. For some reason he wasn t to tired, more so concerned about Vesta. "Why would her trainer abandon her, do you think?" To Love my Lopunny Lace sighed. "Many reasons. I've talked to a few who were abandoned while I was in the wild. Some trainers are selfish, only wanting strong and powerful Pokegirls to get through battles. If they're not as strong as the trainer wants, they'll just dump them in a forest. It's an awful thing to happen, I'm sure." She explained. "That could be what happened to Vesta. Especially if the trainer hurt her to make her go away."The Lopunny snuggled close to Aiden, resting her head on his shoulder. To Love my Lopunny "Selfish or impatient," he said. He would admit, when she was a buneary she wasn't very powerful,but then he doubted any pokegirl was very powerful right off the bat. But they had gotten close and soon she evolved and now they where at this point. "Well...then again Vulpix can only evolve from a fire stone..." he said sort of realizing that a trainer who didnt know that would probably get upset. But that was still no reason to abandon or hurt her. To Love my Lopunny "True but they're kind of rare, aren't they?" She pointed out. "Not to mention, if you're not raised well from one stage to another, it reflects it in your evolution." Her arms wrapped around one of his and she smiled. "I know I'm strong and fast because you trained me so well, Master Aiden." To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled "Yeah....and when you evolved finally...I knew it was becaus you felt I was a good trainer,"Lopunny, like other pokemon, didnt need a stone, nor did they evolve from battle experience directly. They evolved from being happy, if there trainer treated them good, and the closer they got to their trainer, the chance of evolution grew as well. To Love my Lopunny Lace nuzzled his cheek and then kissed his lips gently. "You made me the happiest Buneary and now you're making me the happiest Lopunny." She told him, gazing at him contently. To Love my Lopunny He smiled kissing her back gently "Your making me the happiest trainer," he told her softly. He held onto her gently, he was sure this wasn't uncommon after all. Not anymore anyways, and if it was, why should it matter? To Love my Lopunny Lace purred as they relaxed together, though soon she began to drift to sleep too. It was late and it was cold outside of the warm fire. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, at some point he also drifted off. All three asleep around the fire. The tent was unthough of as they all slept even when the flames finally died out. The ground didn't seem to hinder his sleep at all.It was cool in the morning, the sudden moisture of the morning had woken him. His eyes still seeing her asleep, she looked very peaceful. He wondered when exactly he'd fallen asleep. The dirt that clung to his cheek from laying down on the ground told him he'd been out for some time.He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes before wondering about Vesta. To Love my Lopunny The Vulpix was stretching slowly by the remains of the fire, shaking the dew from her fur before wandering around the edges of the camp. She gathered more wood, tossed it on top of the ashes and then blew some flames on them before settling back down with a yawn, not even noticing Aiden was awake.Lace remained asleep, small jewels of dew settled on her soft fur. To Love my Lopunny "Did you sleep well?" he asked her as he saw her light the fire. She definetally was what they had been looking for. She was small, but she would pack the punch they needed. He just wondered what her former master had done with her. To Love my Lopunny Her ears perked and she turned in surprise, then offering him a shy smile. "Vulp Yes, thank you." She replied, having almost answered in Pokemon. To Love my Lopunny Aiden noticed her timid nature, Lace had been the same in the beginning. "Vesta...Lace seems to like you..as do I," he said to her. "So...would you like to come with us?" he asked her, deciding to be frank. To Love my Lopunny Vesta looked surprised at the question. "You... You want me to go with you?" She asked, looking so painfully hopeful that it wasn't a joke... To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "Lace thought it would be better if it wasn't just me and her....it would be safer if the group got bigger...so how about it? I know your past hasn't been good, but would you like to come with us?" To Love my Lopunny "Vulpix vulpix vulpix!!" Vesta squealed, running over and tackling him in a delighted hug, so happy to be accepted that she was crying with joy, hugging him tight. The noise jolted Lace awake, the Lopunny looking about blearily for the source of the noise. To Love my Lopunny Aiden laughed "I'll take that as a yes," he said and gently patted her on the head, giving her head a scratch jut behind the ears. He wasn't aware Lace had woken, he couldn't wait to tell her the good news. To Love my Lopunny "Aww, am I missing cuddles?" Lace asked as she saw Vesta hugging Aiden and Aiden petting the Vulpix. Vesta purred as he scratched behind her ear, relaxing her grip. Lace hugged them both, looking at her trainer for news. To Love my Lopunny "I guess your gonna have to be the big sis fro now on," he told Lace. He was sure she would get the picture so he didn't say anything more. To Love my Lopunny Lace smiled brightly, nuzzling Aiden and then Vesta. "Welcome to the family, Vesta." She told the younger Pokegirl. "Vul!!" Vesta cheered happily. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, looks like thay found what they where looking for. "So, what things do you know?" he asked Vesta once the excitment had calmed down. To Love my Lopunny Vesta tilted her head in a little confusion. "Pix?" She questioned, Lace giggled a little. "I think he means what skills." The Vulpix thought for a moment before reeling off her skill list of fire moves and speed attacks. To Love my Lopunny Aiden listened, she knew quit a bit. So why would her former master abandon her? "Well...she seems to know a lot right Lace," he said. Now that they had a new addition, what where they to do? To Love my Lopunny "Hmm, so she does." She stretched a little and then rose to her feet. "Do you mind if I go on a morning run to the nearest stream?" She asked, wanting a bit of excersise. "Just before we move off. I haven't taken a good long run in ages." To Love my Lopunny "Sure...will you be alright?" he asked her. He just knew that when she was alone something bad had happened. To Love my Lopunny "I won't go too far and I'll yell if something happens. Vesta will hear me." She told him, then nodded to the Vulpix who nodded in return. "I'll keep an ear out, I promise." She said, holding up a paw as if making a solemn vow."Okay. And if anything happens hear, yell for me, okay?" With that, she bent over to kiss Aiden on the cheek and turned to head off for a run. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "Alright," he felt a little better knowing Vesta could hear her, but he still found it hard to be fully okay with the idea. "I suppose we wait," he said. To Love my Lopunny Lace headed off and Vesta watched, her many tails swaying gently. She rested her head on Aiden's shoulder, wanting a little bit of attention from her new trainer. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled gently stroking her tails as best he could. She felt so much smaller then Lace did, her body wasn't as curvy, but she still had an immature cuteness all around her that made her very appealing. To Love my Lopunny Vesta purred as he stroked her tails, the new Pokegirl leaning her read on his chest and wrapping her arms around him. "Thank you for taking me in." She whispered, one paw clutching his shirt. To Love my Lopunny "No need to thank me Vesta," he told her gently. He smiled as she clung to him gently. Her paw must have been feeling btter now since she could use it. To Love my Lopunny "I was so scared..." She sighed, nuzzling against him. She felt warmer than Lace, though that was down to her firey powers. She released his shirt and let her paw drop, it resting on his thigh gently, it hard to tell if that was deliberate or not. To Love my Lopunny He felt asmall tremble rush over him, the familiar touch, like what Lace woulddo, had caused his body to react a little."You don't need to be anymore, I'll take care of you from now on okay Vesta," he said, he was growing fond of her quickly. Deep down he also hoped at some point he could evolve her, but that would be much later. To Love my Lopunny "Okay, Master Aiden." Vesta smiled gratefully, Lace having told her his name. The wind began to pick up and the Vulpix shivered, clinging close to him. "Can we go in the tent? It's getting windy out..." She asked. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "Yeah..." he said to her, he was glad he had not yet put it down. He however had forgotten that it still had the lingering aroma of his activities with Lace. He held the flap open for her, he wasn't worried, he was sure she could still hear lace if she yelled for help. To Love my Lopunny She followed him inside and sighed happily as she found herself on the soft blankets on the inside of the tent. "Mmh, it's so much warmer in here." She purred, moving about on all fours until she found a comfortable. There was an unusual scent in here, her nose twitched as she looked around, curious as to its source. It smelled... good. Really good in fact. To Love my Lopunny "Yeah it is," he said sighing in content. His eyes where still a bit fixed at the flap, he half expected Lace to just pop her head inside. He really was worried, but he knew she could take care of herself, and it wasn't like last time, last time she had been tired she was at her peak now. "Something wrong?" he asked Vesta noticing her nose twitching and she was sniffing around. To Love my Lopunny "There's an odd smell in here I've never smelt before. It's really good though." She told him, her tails beginning to wag as she followed the scent and followed it to him, blinking as she sniffed at his face, her nose almost touching his. "It...smells like you, but with something else too." She said, tilting her head curiously. To Love my Lopunny He blinked before realizing. "Oh...um...well I do sleep in here with Lace at times," he said, he wondered if she would know they had fooled around in here. To Love my Lopunny "Hmm...I guess that's the other smell. But it's still...different to how you smell now." She frowned, not quite understanding but then snuggled up against him anyway, her small furry breasts pressing into his side. "Anyway, it doesn't matter. It's nice in here even if it makes me feel odd and jumpy." To Love my Lopunny "Jumpy?" he asked her curiously. He wondered, but he guessed Vesta was not feral, or had yet to reach that point in her maturity. But then again Lace had never been when she was a Buneary, maybe Vesta had to become a ninetails in order to hit that state. To Love my Lopunny Though, there was the chance that Vulpix, requiring a Fire Stone to evolve, did hit a point where they were mature in themselves. Otherwise the Vulpix population would be a lot smaller than it was, if relying on Ninetales to provide new additions to the wild."Yeah, like happy and springy and energetic." She explained, shrugging her shoulders. Her tails were still wagging too. To Love my Lopunny Aiden thought about it "Happy, springing, and energetic?" he said. He guessed maybe she didn't know what the smell was, but he body might have. Though he foud it a bit funny that the smell of sex would cause her to feel happy. "Well I'm not sure if thats bad or not," he told her, once again scratching behind her ears. To Love my Lopunny She purred and relaxed as he scratched behind her ears, obviously liking that. There was the sound of footsteps outside and someone panting before a hand tapped on the tent. Lace had returned. "H Hey...why're you hiding in there?" She called, sounding rather out of breath. To Love my Lopunny "Was a bit to windy," he said answering her. "How was your run Lace?" he asked her. He continued to scratch Vesta's ears. To Love my Lopunny "Refreshing." She replied, making her way into the tent and settling down beside them, Vesta purring with her eyes closed as Aiden continued. Lace smiled a little and then sniffed the air, almost like the Vulpix had. "Mmh, smells good in here." She said, though blushing a little as she grinned at Aiden, knowing the reason.Vesta opened her eyes. "It does!! I can smell it too!!" She said, rolling onto her back. Lace smirked wickedly and then pounced on the Vulpix, tickling her exposed tummy and sides. "Gotcha!!"Vesta squealed and giggled, trying to squirm away. "No fair, no fair!!" She cried. Both Pokegirls seemed rather energetic. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, though he knew Lace knew why it smelt like this. He also noticed she wasn't so tired anymore, and she had a faint smell to her as wlel, most likely from her running. He watched the two girls fool around, and watching Lace over the smaller pokegirl caused a rather strange feeling in him a bit. To Love my Lopunny Vesta managed to get out of her grasp and pounced a bit, knocking the older Pokegirl over and tickling her back, keeping her down by sitting on her stomach. "Got you now!!" The Vulpix giggled as she tickled the squirming Loppuny. "Eeek!! Master, help!!" Lace laughed, trying to fight off Vesta's tickling. To Love my Lopunny Aiden found the predicament very strange. He'd never been in the middle of a girl tickle fight, or any tickle fight for that matter. But he couldn t help but smile and from behind start to tickle the small vulpix in return. To Love my Lopunny Vesta squealed and jumped a little, laughing as Aiden tickled her. That allowed Lace to get up and she knocked the two of them over. "Rawr, I am the mighty Lopunny. Fear my tickle attack!!" She laughed, poking them both in the sides. To Love my Lopunny "H Hey!" he said realizing he'd just been caught in the attack as well. "S...Stop...tr..traiter!" he said as she tickled both Vesta and himself. He had not thought Lace would have gotten at both. Aiden quickly tried to turn the tables and got Lace onto her back. "Vesta...I got her!" he said as he held Lace pinned down for the smaller vulpix. To Love my Lopunny Lace squeaked and squirmed as Aiden held her down, giggling as Vesta tickled her again. Finally the girls stopped, laughing breathlessly. Vesta flopped down beside Lace, hugging the Lopunny. Lace stroked the younger girl's hair and looked up at her trainer with a smile. To Love my Lopunny Aiden stayed sitting up, breathing just as heavily as the two girls. It was random, but it had been fun, he made note though that if they felt springyand energetic that he should be prepared for tickling. He smiled back at Lace. To Love my Lopunny Lace grinned and then leaned up to kiss him gently. Vesta watched them with a curious expression, tilting her head with a smile. When they broke it, Lace turned her head to find the Vulpix leaning quite close over her. The Lopunny blushed, freezing in surprise. To Love my Lopunny Aiden eagerlyreturned the kiss, pressing hislips into hers to deepen it a bit. When they had both moved a little back he was also surprised to see Vesta observing so closely. "Um...something wrong?" he asked her a bit taken to see her so close to them. Not that he minded he just didn't expect her to be there. To Love my Lopunny "Can I have a kiss too?" Vesta asked, looking at them both pleadingly, obviously just curious about the experience. "Umm, well, it's kind of something just me and Master Aiden do." Lace said, still closely nose to nose with the younger Pokegirl."Why can't I do it?" Vesta asked, looking left out. The Lopunny didn't know how to reply and Vesta pouted. "Aww, please? Just one kiss?""I suppose one kiss wouldn't hu Mmph!!" Lace was cut off as Vesta suddenly kissed her hard. To Love my Lopunny Aiden was surprised to see this though. He had not thought there was a problem in one kiss, but suddenly he realized who she had wanted to kiss. The site of the two girls kissing was, well because Vesta wasn't skilled at it it looked rather strane,but at the same time he just couldn't stop looking. To Love my Lopunny Lace blushed and murred a little, surprised to find that this was a rather sweet kiss. Vesta shifted a little against her, enticing the Lopunny to embrace the younger girl as she settled into the kiss. After a moment, Lace broke it and giggled a little. "I wasn't expecting you to kiss me!!" She laughed.Vesta simply tilted her head. "Huh? Why?""I thought you wanted to kiss Master Aiden." Lace answered."Can't I kiss both of you?" She asked. To Love my Lopunny He was surprised even more when Lace got into it. He guessed she was open minded. Though he would never try letting a guy kiss him like that. "Well...you seem to have enjoyed it," he said to Lace as she broke the kiss. He wanted to laugh abit as well just because Lace had been so taken by it."Well...if you want to I don't mind," he told Vesta. Heknew at some point curiosity may have gotten the best of her. After all if Lace suddenly had her urges like before, more then just a kiss would be in question. To Love my Lopunny Lace let go of the Vulpix and rolled onto her stomach as Vesta approached Aiden, smiling shyly as she leaned in for a kiss from him too. To Love my Lopunny Aiden leaned in and gently kissed the small pokegirls lips.He noticed the diference almost immediatly. Vesta kiss was hot,and not just because it was rather good, it was 'hot'. Kissing a fire type was knew to him, he could see why Lace had been so shocked by it. He wondered if he should go a bit further and kiss her like he would really kiss Lace. To Love my Lopunny Vesta was quickly getting the hang of kissing, rather liking the taste of her new human trainer's lips on her own and blushing as she felt a strange tingle run through her body, a little stronger than what she'd felt when kissing Lace. Lace purred as she watched them, resting her chin on the back of her hand."Mmmh, this place is starting to smell even better." She murmured and she was right. The pheremones were thick in the air of the tent and making both of the Pokegirls' tails twitch. To Love my Lopunny Aiden wasn't sure if it was because he alo could smell them. But as he kissed Vesta he gently worked his tongue into her warm maw. He kissed the smaller pokegirl rather passiontaly. For some eason, Laces comment only seemed tomake the situation hotter. The tent was beginning to trap in the aroma, the ai was getting thicker my the second. To Love my Lopunny Vesta made a soft noise of longing, eyes fluttering closed as she returned his kiss, attempting to be as passionate and beginning to find her own way. Lace purred and crawled up beside them, wrapping her arms around Aiden to press her soft bust into his side. One then stroked Vesta's side as she watched them kiss, nuzzling into Aiden's neck. To Love my Lopunny Aiden was getting rather hot under the collar now as the two girls where against him. Vesta seemed to get the hang of this rather quickly, Lace was already experienced and using her body to arouse him was proving to be successful as he grew erect. He gently broke the kiss with his fiery vulpix "Can't forget about my luscious bunny," he said before, like Vesta, just suddenly kissing the aroused Lopunny, but unlike Vesta he used plenty of tongue. To Love my Lopunny Lace squeaked as he kissed her so suddenly and passionately, moaning softly into his mouth as she ground her body hungrily against his. Vesta purred, helping Aiden to rile up the Lopunny as her small paws curiously explored the other girl's sides, though hesitating under her breasts, only stroking up to there and down as far as her hips. To Love my Lopunny Aiden groaned softly into th kiss. Knowing Vesta was exploring her 'big sisters' body was rather enjoyable. He gently moved to how her exactly how to get the heated bunny off. He slid his hand down to feel the dampening sex of hers. "My my...bunny is ready," he said before once again muffling her with a kiss and began to rub her needing slit. To Love my Lopunny Lace squealed softly, muffled by his mouth on hers as her hips jerked, eyes half closing at the wonderful sensation of his fingers against her wanting pussy. Vesta watched the reaction curiously, feeling rather excited herself. She watched Aiden's hand movements and, in the meantime, she raised her hands to cup Lace's breasts, touching and fondling them with sweet curiousity. The Lopunny shivered as her senses were assaulted by the two of them one experienced in handling her, the other completely new to it. To Love my Lopunny Aiden broke the kiss after some time. "Looks like your big sister really wants it Vesta," he said to the small pokegirl as his bunny panted and squealed from the assault. He slid a finger into her gently, knowing this did nothing but tease her. To Love my Lopunny Lace gasped and moaned, tilting her head back as his finger penetrated her. "Auuh!! Ohh...Master Aiden..." She whimpered, eyes glazed in pleasure and longing. Vesta giggled a bit, liking Lace's reactions but her eyes were drawn to Aiden's groin and the bulge in his pants. Curious, she leaned around Lace, one hand still squeezing her breasts and rubbed her paw along the covered erection. To Love my Lopunny Aiden quickly, like Lace, was rather taken by surprised and had leapt a little bit asher felt Vesta caressing his covered cock. It felt good "Ah..." he let slip as he did his best to focus on fingering his lopunny. Using his free hand he moved a hand down though and unzipped himself soVesta could see what it rally felt like. To Love my Lopunny Vesta moved her paw back as he unzipped his hands. She watched his member come into view and then wrapped her paw around it, stroking it slowly. It felt so nice and smelt so good...She was drawn to it, moving between the two of them to nuzzle and lick Aiden's length experimentally. Her lips and tongue were hotter than Lace's as he'd discovered, providing quite a sensation on such sensitive flesh. Lace's hips moved against Aiden's finger, her breathing quickening in desire. She glanced down to see Vesta lapping at her master and heat flushed her body at the sight.She couldn't believe how hot this was getting, her own hand reaching to stroke along Vesta's back and along her tail slowly, which caused the Vulpix to raise her rear and tail in response. To Love my Lopunny He began to gently moan in pleasure as Vesta lappedat his erect length. Her mouth felt different then Lace's if he dared, it felt even better then Lace. Her tongue causing shivers up and down his spine and he could alrady feel his cock dripping it'sclear fluids. "It..looks like both my girls are ready," he panted seeing Vesta raise her rear at Laces touch. To Love my Lopunny Vesta murred as she lapped up every drop that came from the tip, senses overwhelmed by the delicious scents and tastes around her. She gasped as she felt Lace's slender fingers slide between her legs, causing her to curl her toes in delight. The Lopunny explored her 'little sister' gently as Aiden's fingers teased her, suddenly understanding why he had so much fun doing it to her.Vesta's mouth wrapped around the head of their trainer's cock, sucking gently as her hips swayed, moaning as Lace slipped a finger between her tight lower lips. Lace gasped a little. "W Woah...so tight..." She panted softly. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gasped as he felt himselfalmost lose it."Vesta...your gonna make...me blow," he grunted feeling his sack begin to clench.She may have lacked the skill, but her advantage was making all the difference. Heclenched hiw lower muscles trying to make it last though.Hearing Lace comment on how tight her 'little sis' was he was all the more eager to actually get inside of her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta whimpered a little in delight as Lace's finger explored and rubbed, the Lopunny moaning as Aiden's fingers hit some good spots as he got close too. "Unnh! Hhnh!! Master...Ohhh..." She squealed, tensing around his finger and swaying her hip as she tensed around him. She was hot and wet and eager, though from the way Vesta was sucking and moaning, Lace was making her awfully wet too. To Love my Lopunny The closer he got to release the harder he would prod into Lace's wet little tunnel. "Vesta....I'm...!" he managed to say. However as she licked and sucked on the head of his erect member he couldn't hold it anymore. He let out a sudden groan and exhaled as the tip of his cock expanded and he releases his load into her small mouth. To Love my Lopunny Vesta made a noise of surprise but immediately locked her mouth around the head and swallowed every drop she could, a bit dribbling down her chin. As she licked him off, she moaned at the feeling of Lace adding another finger, pushing back against it. Lace's fingers twitched as she arched, squealing as she came on Aiden's fingers. She panted softly, nuzzling and kissing her trainer before nodding to the purring, trembling Vesta."I think she needs some more attention." She told him with a smile. To Love my Lopunny "Well then...should I give her something biger then a finger...or should her big sis show her how it's done first?" he asked his lopunny, gving her the choice to get the first thumping,ot to let Vesta get the first screw. Of course he didnt want to hurt Vesta, so he thought letting her see what it was like might be for the best, after all she woud be really tight, being smaller then Lace. To Love my Lopunny "Let's show her how it's done." Lace agreed, tickling Vesta behind the ears gently with her free hand. "Vesta, roll over. Master Aiden and I will show you something fun." She purred. Vesta tilted her head curiously but obeyed, rolling onto her side and out of their way, gasping as the Lopunny's fingers slipped from her."What way should we do this, Master?" Lace asked Aiden, nuzzling him as she pressed her body close to him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden knew Vesta was a bit different from Lace. After all she could walk on four of two legs, so he guessed it would be best to show her in a way most comfortable for her. "How about on all fours....then you can also give her some attention a well," if Vesta was on her back, and lac was on her hand and knees she could eat her little sister out. To Love my Lopunny "Good idea." Lace grinned, kissing Aiden briefly before turning around onto all fours in front of him. Vesta watched her move, then yelped in surprise as Lace pulled her over by her ankles, giggling a little as she squirmed and ended up on her back in front of the elegant Lopunny. Both of them blushed as Lace lowered her upper body to the ground, nuzzling just below the Vulpix's tummy.Her soft rear was up and presented to Aiden, swaying her hips as she waited for him to take her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, looking at her sexy little entrance as her hips swayed in a wanting fashion. He didnt need anymore hints as he lined himself up with her, taking a hold of her curvy hips before he slid himself into her. "Your...really wet," he commented, feeling just how slick she had gotten and only from his finger. To Love my Lopunny Lace moaned in delight, pushing back against him until she felt his hips press into her rear. "Unnh...oh yes..." She gasped, tensing and squeezing around him. Her warm breath washed over Vesta's groin as she began to kiss lower slowly, making the Vulpix tremble with anticipation and stroke her long ears."Aah, Lace... Mnnrr...Vulpix!!" She gasped, lapsing back into Pokemon as she felt the Lopunny's soft tongue caress her mound teasingly. This gave Aiden a great view of them, Lace's squeezing getting a little more eager and he hadn't even started to move yet! To Love my Lopunny "Eager..aren't we?" he asked feeling her muscles convuldge and grip him as if she was about to already hit her peak. As Lace began to eat Vesta out he began to move his hips a bit, going slow just so Vesta could see what it would be like. But steadily he began to grind his hips a bit faster and his thrust began o grow longer as he would nearly pull all the way out each time. To Love my Lopunny Vesta's eyes flicked between Aiden's thrusting movements and Lace's mouth wrapping around her tight pussy. She bit her bottom lip, squeaking as the Lopunny's tongue lapped firmly over the wet, pink flesh and gasping sharply as the older girl teased her clit in the same movement."Nnngheeek!! Ohh...Oh my...Aaauh!!" The Vulpix whimpered.Lace moaned at the hot feeling on her lips and tongue, lapping at Vesta as if she'd been doing it her whole life, loving the sounds she could make the Vulpix cry out with. She trembled herself, squeezing and rocking back on her Master as wetness trickled from her and around his length, urging him on as her body rocked with each eager thrust. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, lving Vesta's squeals and moans of pleasure.She was very vocal, something he was beginning to like. He grunted as he began to thrust into Lace's dripping pussy even had, he gave her back side a nice hard smack only to give her a little more to feel. He leaned more into his thrusting getting in deeper, and also slid a hand down in between her slick thighs to rub her clit as well. To Love my Lopunny The Lopunny squeaked and moaned into Vesta's dripping slit as her tongue slid between her tight pink lips, tasting her. Vesta was quite vocal, probably because the experience was so new, not to mention Lace's moans vibrating over her tender clit. Both girl squirmed and shivered in delight, edging closer to a peak.Lace began to urge Vesta on, reaching a shaking hand up to grope and roll one of the Vulpix's soft, small breasts, only making her squeal a little louder, tails wagging hard. Lace rocked with Aiden though, fluffy tail twitching each time he pumped hard into her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt himselfgetting closer himself. He would have lasted longer, but well just the sight of the two girls was enough to make any guy wanna blow. "Lace...I'm...close...uh..." he grunted as he started to pick up the pace a bit more. He didnt want to hurt her, but he did want to fuck her brains out. To Love my Lopunny The three of them were close it seemed, Vesta the first to be pushed over the edge as Lace flickered her tongue over the younger Pokegirl's clit. She came with a howl, tossing her head back and squirming into the blanket. Lace panted as she lapped up her cum, then drew her head back, her muzzle coated in the Vulpix's dew."Hhhnh!! Mmnnh!!" She moaned heatedly as she quivered and tensed around Aiden, body rocked back and forth wildly as he humped her. "Yesss...Oooh, Master!!" She whimpered, panting heavily. To Love my Lopunny Aiden was going to lose it. Seeing Vesta howl in pleasure set him off. "Oh...fuck...." he groaned as he hthrust into Lace faster and harder. He reached to grope her breasts and pull her into his thrust harder. "I can't...!" he felt his sack tighten before he could hold it. He thrust it deep, rooting his cock in before letting his seed come pouring out. To Love my Lopunny His last harsh thrusts set Lace off, the Lopunny squeaking and moaning in delight as she came just as his hot seed rushed into her depths. That left her trembling all over, panting heavily as she called her Master's name.Vesta lay just beneath them, purring very happily herself as she watched the both cum, enjoying the afterglow of her own orgasm. Whatever she had stumbled across, she was very glad she had. To Love my Lopunny Aiden slowly pulled out of his cum filled bunny. She was good like always and he felt a bit tired, though of course having such a pokegirlwith a high appetite for fooling around he could still go another time or two. To Love my Lopunny Lace purred, flopping onto the blankets as she caught her breath, then turning herself around to kiss and lick at his member, cleaning him off but also getting him ready again. She smiled up at him, her cheeks red from enjoyment. To Love my Lopunny He smiled, moaning softly as she cleaned and readied him for another go. It felt really good, her tongue was much more skilled then Vesta's. "Do you like...what I dd with Lace?" he asked the smaller vulpix girl. To Love my Lopunny Vesta nodded, purring as she watched Lace clean Aiden up and get him ready to go again. "It looked like a lot of fun." She agreed. Lace giggled a little as she drew off, knowing Aiden was ready and so was the Vulpix."I'll be curled up over here taking a rest while you both get to know each other better." She told them, crawling out of the way to a corner of the tent, curling up to watch. Vesta blushed, looking adorable as she waited on Aiden to make the first move. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled and nodded. He drew close to the smaller vulpix and gently lifted her a bit. He gently kissed her, not using his tongue right away, just to make sure she was reallygoing to be in the mood for it. To Love my Lopunny She murred, draping her soft arms over his shoulders as her paw like hands gripped them, eyes closed as she enjoyed the kiss and began to learn from it, quickly growing more comfortable with the action. Being lifted closer to him made her shiver with delight, tails wagging.Her body was warm to the touch, almost radiating from her as she grew excited again, wanting to try what she had seen him and Lace do. Those sounds they both had made told her it would feel so very good... To Love my Lopunny After a minute or so he gently broke away from the kiss. "I'm going to go slow at first Vesta," he told her, she was smaller and had yet to experience it. If he was to fast it might hurt her, and he didn't want to do to her what he did to Lace when they first did it as well. To Love my Lopunny "Okay, Master Aiden." Vesta nodded, smiling sweetly at him and wondering what he was going to do exactly by going slow. Still, she relaxed his in arms, waiting to be shown the pleasures the Lopunny in the corner had. To Love my Lopunny He decided that she'd be on her back for now. He gently laid her down on her back, her legs spread as he felt her damp nether lips. She was really wet from her previous orgasm. He gently lined himself up and pressed just the tip to her entrance. To Love my Lopunny The Vulpix gasped a little, brown eyes flicking between his face and between her legs as she felt him brush against the otherwise untouched, hot wet slit. She blushed, tails twitching in excitement and nervousness. "Vulpix..." She slipped, clutching his shoulders tight. To Love my Lopunny "It'll be alright...it might just urt a tiny bit," he told her gently. He rubbed the tip against her, once the tip was covered in her juices he slowly pressed forward spreading the swollen lips apart. To Love my Lopunny She gasped and moaned, feeling his hot member penetrating her slowly. She was very tight, even more so than Lace had been thanks to her petite form. Her toes curled, breathing quickening as she watched him move over her, trying to adjust to the sensations. "Aah..." To Love my Lopunny Aiden slowly exhaled as he pushed in. It seemed to take a while as he tried to penetrate her with the least ammount of pain. As the tip sank in and spred her wider he managed to slide in just a bit easier. At about half way he would stop to see if she was alright before continueing. To Love my Lopunny Vesta was purring and moaning softly, still clutching his shoulders as she felt him edge deeper into her. "Mnnh...M Master..." She whimpered, nodding for him to continue. To Love my Lopunny He woul continue slowly, tho as he drew closer to the base of his cock, h would shove the reaining inch or two into her and completel hilt himself inside the smaller pokegirl. To Love my Lopunny Vesta squirmed a little, her tight pussy squeezing around him as she began to adjust, moaning softly. Her tail began to wag against eagerly, back arching up. "Ohh, it feels good..." She purred, smiling up at him. To Love my Lopunny "Your really tight inside Vesta.....tight and wet," he said to her smiling. "So you like doing this with me then Vesta?" he asked her hearing how she seemed to like the feeling of having sex. He began to move slowly, in and out of her small pussy as her walls squeezed him. To Love my Lopunny "Unh!! Y Yes...Auh!!" Vesta gasped, crying out in delight as she felt him move within her, her excitement only growing and making her wetter for him. Her legs lifted slightly, draping over his hips as she silently urged him on.Lace purred from where she was watching in the corner, hugging her long ears. It was so hot and dirty seeing them begin to fuck in front of her. To Love my Lopunny He held her small hips, she was getting a bit wetter, and hearing her getting into it was only making him all the more eager aswell. "Me and Lace have done this a lot before Vesta...." he would tell her. He was sure he would have to satisfy not one sex hungry pokegil, but two after this. He began to movea little faster as she urged him on with her body. To Love my Lopunny The Vulpix panted softly, moaning in delight as her body adjusted, her squeezes almost attempting to pull him in deeper with each thrust of his hips. She was loving it, wanting to learn and feel more. "T Tell me more..." She whimpered, cheek flushing with colour at what he said. It was so naughty, hearing him talk about what he had done with Lace while he took her and the Lopunny watching them from the corner. To Love my Lopunny "Your big sister is also a very dirty gil," he said to her gently. "She took in from behind as well....and....even in..." the last part he whispered so softly to her, but of course he knew lace would hear. He told her what they had done in the shower. Her pussy was sucking her in and he felt like he might burst. "Your pussy....is so hot now Vesta," he said to her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta moaned as he whispered those dirty things into her ear, squirming a little and squeezing a little harder. She could feel something good building deep in her, making her breathing shallow and quick as it grew. Her grip on it grew tighter, her hips grinding urgently against his."Auhh...Hnnh!! It's so good!!" She cried, eyes shutting as her toes curled. Lace grinned from the corner, blushing as she saw what was happening. "Mnnh, give it to her good, Master Aiden. She's been such a good girl." She encouraged. To Love my Lopunny "Good....and dirty," he said, upon Laces suggestion he began to pound the small vulpixes pussy even harder, getting deeper into her quivering cunt. He was sure he was pushing dep into her, deeper then she probably could have hoped. "I'm close...I'm...." he told her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta's body tensed suddenly, trapping his cock deep into her as she cried out, cumming hard around him. Her first sex induced orgasm simply shook the Vulpix's senses, leaving her delighted and dazed beneath her new trainer. To Love my Lopunny Aiden grunted as she closed around him. He felt her suddenly hit her peak, he continued to pound her dripping cunt until he felt himself go over. He shoved himself in deep and released, his seed filling her up and overflowing from her small pussy as he pumped it into her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta squealed, feeling the heat inside her and murring, it filling her until there was no more room and spilling out of her tight pink slit. She moaned softly, relaxing beneath him as she tried to catch her breath.Lace murred from the corner, one of her hands rubbing between her own legs and the other grasping one of her supple breasts, rolling it in her paw. Watching them go at it had riled her up again but she wasn't going to ask Aiden for more just yet. He would need a break too. To Love my Lopunny He smiled as he looked down at the tired vulpix. "So...how was your first time?" he asked her gently, softly kissing her lips. He looked at at Lace seeing how she also got hot and bothered. He would have to deal with that after a short rest, but he guessed he might be able to find something to satisfy her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta purred, kissing him back gently before replying. "So good...thank you, Master Aiden..." She whispered, every part of her relaxed. The Vulpix was most likely going to take a nap after that, looking very content and happy. To Love my Lopunny After a few moments he slowly pulled out of her, a rather wet slurping coming from her slit as he did. Slowly more of the fuids dripped out of her. "Now it seems my hot bunny it feeling rather needy too," he said to her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta giggled, looking over at Lace. The Lopunny was blushing, realising she was being watched but unable to stop touching herself. "D Don't mind me for now..." She giggled. Vesta laughed softly and then curled up, letting Aiden go to her. To Love my Lopunny He smiled as he crawled to his lopunny. Suddenly one of the empty pokeballs he had fell out of his pocket. It was small, but when he pressed the center button it would suddenly expand. "I think I know of a way to make my little bunny feel better." To Love my Lopunny Lace giggled, watching him approach and slowly removing her hands from herself. "Oh?"Vesta's eyes fell on the empty pokeball curiously, tilting her head at it. To Love my Lopunny He smiled as he got closer to his lopunny. He moved his hand in between her legs and began to rub her. "I bet that feels good...." he said. He slid one of the empty pokeballs into her pussy, it was small, but then he pressed the button and the ball expanded making her pussy stretch. To Love my Lopunny Lace moaned as he rubbed her wet, warm slit, spreading her legs a little more for him and then squealing as the pokeball he slipped inside expanded. Her legs shuddered, her back arched and she squirmed a little. "Aauuh!! Aaah!! M Master!!" To Love my Lopunny "Does it feel good?" he asked her. "It's not as long as master, but it really is thicker," he said. He rubed her pussy pushing the ball in a bit more and then getting a second one. To Love my Lopunny "So so big..." She moaned, panting softly and twitching her tail. She didn't know what to make of it but she couldn't deny that if felt good to be spread and somewhat filled with how wet she felt at that moment, not even noticing as he reached for a second. "Unnh...it's good..." To Love my Lopunny "Good..." he said and he slippe the second ball in, it was small before but as he pushed the first one into her deeper he pressed the button making it expand. "Now lets see if you can use your pussy to squeeze those out," he said, he was sure it would take a lot of muscle,and most liekyl it might even make her tighter. To Love my Lopunny Lace trembled, whimpering and moaning in a mixture of delight and some discomfort. Her muscles tensed and squeezed around the pokeballs, trying to force them out of her slick tunnel. "Unnh!! M Master...it's...difficult." She whimpered, swaying her hips a little. To Love my Lopunny "Well then....lets see if Master can help you," he said. He already kne how he could help. Despite having going through it twice, he had a third load in him. "I cant stick anything into your pussy...it's to full," he said, he was sure she got the idea, but to make things more apparent he rubbed his cock making himself thick and ready again. To Love my Lopunny Lace nodded, shifting onto all fours with her rear up. Her tail was twitching, trickles of arousal dripping from her pussy as it continued to try and squeeze the pokeballs out. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as she got the idea, though rather then having her on all fours. He lifted her into his lap, sliding his cock into her tight little ass. Her legs spread as her pussy got weetter and wetter, "Heh...I think I can feel them," he said to her. "Lets see if master can push them out," he said as he started to slowly move in her ass. To Love my Lopunny Lace gasped as she was pulled into his lap, moaning when his thick member filled her tight tailhole. Her legs trembled, the bunny trying not to press them together as her instincts urged. "Hnnh...Ohh, Master.." She moaned, arching her back as she felt him deep inside her, her muscles tensing. She could feel the pokeballs shift a little and squeaked. To Love my Lopunny He smiled as he felt her getting wetter, she was dripping into his lap. "Keep trying Lace...dont forget you need to get the balls out," he told her. He slowly moved in and out of her ass though, a very faint wet noise each time she could move up his dick and then come back down. To Love my Lopunny Lace squeaked and shuddered, her muscles clenching around his cock as she tried to tense the muscles in her pussy too. She moaned and whimpered, beginning to feel them move slightly, pushing them out bit by bit. She cried out as the first one began to push out of her slick pussy, panting as she continued to squeeze. To Love my Lopunny "Good girl," he said, beginning to move in and out of her tailhole harder. He wasn t going to make it to easy for her, he after all wanted to get some enjoyment out of this, though once she managed to pop them out he'd get to what he realy wanted. To Love my Lopunny Lace squeaked and moaned, her head tilting back as she shuddered. She gasped and one of the pokeballs popped out, making her shiver. "Unh!!" She squirmed a little, bouncing on him harder as the second began to slip down. To Love my Lopunny Aiden reached around and began to gently rub her clit as she worked the second ball out of her. She was getting wetter, her body most likely making it easier to push that ball out. "Your really wet now Lace....how does it feel to be watched as your fucked from behind....wth a pokeball in your cunt?" To Love my Lopunny "Unnh...I feel...like a dirty girl, Master..." Lace panted, smiling at him as she clenched and moaned, the second pokeball slipping out of her. "Aah...such a dirty girl!!" To Love my Lopunny He smiled an slipped two fingers into her now empty pussy. "Your wetter then I think you've been.....your pussy is just dripping now," he said to her as he slowly fingered her. To Love my Lopunny Lace's eyes fluttered and closed, her body arching in response to his fingers. "Mmmnh...Oooh " She moaned, loving how it felt. To Love my Lopunny "Seems a bit empty though.....I think it needs some filling? What do you think?" he asked her gently. To Love my Lopunny "Y Yes...Please, Master...." The Lopunny begged, shuddering with pleasure and longing for more. To Love my Lopunny "I wonder what else I put inside," he nsaid playing dumb for the enjoyment of having her beg. To Love my Lopunny "Master Aiden, please..." She whimpered, squirming and begging him, looking back at him over her shoulder with big eyes. To Love my Lopunny "Please what?" he asked her. He wanted her to be specific, expecially in front of Vesta. He knew being watched made his lopunny a bit more excited. To Love my Lopunny "Please... put your dick in my pussy!!" She finally cried. "Fuck me with it!! Fuck me deep, take me like a wild Lopunny male would!!" To Love my Lopunny He smiled at the, maybe because it seemed a little funny to him, but also because he liked how desperate she was getting. He slid out of her tight ass and let her body sink onto his throbbing cock. He started bounding his lopunny up and down it's length quickly and roughly. To Love my Lopunny She squealed and arched in delight, bouncing hard and fast on his cock. "Unnh!! Y Yes, Master...mnnh!!" To Love my Lopunny He ubbed her clit as she bounced on his dick. "Your getting loud Lace," he said to her. "Your going to teach your little sister what it's like to be sex crazed?" To Love my Lopunny Her head tiled back as her nerves tingled with pleasure, nodding at his comment. She nearly screamed as he rubbed her clit, hips jerking a little more even as she bounced. "Hnnh!! Yes, yes!! Ooooh, I'm gonna cum!!" She howled, tensing around him tighter.Vesta smiled from where she was curled up watching, content to watch them go at it. To Love my Lopunny Aiden grunted as she tightened around him. He wouldn't last very long this time, after already going through such pleasure twice he felt he might not be able to have the stamina to hold out for long. "M...Me too!"he said as he felt himself growing ever closer to releasing. To Love my Lopunny Her long ears draped over his shoulders as she bounced and ground against him, panting heavily. She shuddered all over, tensing every muscle in her body as she screamed out, cumming messily on him. To Love my Lopunny He grunted, feeling her muscles grip him tightly. He held her hips and thrust up into her, as she finished cumming he released into her. He felt himself draining what energy he had left into her as he pumped her cunt full of his seed. To Love my Lopunny Lace trembled, hips jerking a little before she finally slumped against him with a soft moan of satisfaction, panting heavily. "Ohhh, Master Aiden..." To Love my Lopunny "Just gets better..." he said softly to her. He felt tired now, more so then after their fist time. He had two girls he needed to satisfy now. To Love my Lopunny Lace purred, turning her head to kiss his lips softly before sliding off. Vesta crawled over as they made him lie back, the pokegirls cuddling up on either side of him and pulling one of the blankets over. They all needed a good rest after that. To Love my Lopunny He smiled, he must be the luckiest guy ever.He wondered what they would be doing though. Would they enter battles or competitions.He knew they couldn t just keep going at it, well they could, it might just get a bit dull afterwards if that was all they did. To Love my Lopunny The two warm pokegirls fell asleep, taking a nap to replenish their energies to continue their journey with their trainer. To Love my Lopunny Aiden woke up long after, the day was already fairly later. He looked on either si of him at the two sleeping girls. He wonered now what they would do.hey could continue on battles, Vesta had yet to even fight he guessed, and if she did he guessed she never did it very much.Lace however had experience. To Love my Lopunny Lace opened one eye slowly and then the other when she saw Aiden was awake. She nuzzled him and kissed his cheek. "Sleep well, Master?" She whispered, so not to wake the Vulpix on his other side. To Love my Lopunny "Yes..veryy well Lace," he said giving her a small good morning, or just any time, kiss on her lips. "I've been thinking....what should we do now?" he asked her. "We've battled before...and no with Vesta we have a bigger advantage," he said to her. To Love my Lopunny "We could try take on the gyms." She agreed, stretching slowly. "Or there's the contests as well. I can help you with getting Vesta battle ready." To Love my Lopunny "I think that would be for the best," he said with an approving nod. He turned a little to look at the still sleeping vulpix girl. He thought it was a shame he could not evolve her, though of course he didn't want to force it upon her. To Love my Lopunny I have no clue To Love my Lopunny To Love my Lopunny To Love my Lopunny To Love my Lopunny Vesta continued to sleep, Lace laughing softly. "I think we'll be just fine with the three of us." To Love my Lopunny "Yeah I think so too," he said wodering how Vesta could sleep so soundly. To Love my Lopunny "I should go clean up. I'll find a stream and then bring Vesta with me for a bath too." She offered, starting to get up. To Love my Lopunny "Alright, this time be careful though," he said remembering the last time she went off alone.She would have Vesta now, but he still didn't want to be to layed back about it all. To Love my Lopunny "I will, I promise." She purred, nuzzling him before slipping out and going for a look around. She wasn't gone too long when Vesta stirred and yawned, twitching her pointed ears. To Love my Lopunny "Sleep well Vesta?" he asked the vulpix as she stirred awake. To Love my Lopunny Vesta nodded with a yawn, then nuzzling him affectionately. "I slept very well, Master. Thank you." She took a moment to wake up and then looked around, wondering where the Lopunny girl had gone. To Love my Lopunny "Lace went to go and clean up," he said noticing her searching eyes. "She should be back in a bit though," he added. To Love my Lopunny "Oh okay." She smiled at him, then perking her ears as soft footsteps approached the tent. Lace was back already. "I found a river we can use. Oh, good morning, Vesta." She smiled at the Vulpix. "I'm sure you could use a bath too."The Vulpix's eyes widened suddenly and she crouched back in the tent. "No! No, I don't want a bath!!" She whimpered. To Love my Lopunny This was a bit of a surprise. He never thought she'd be afraid of taking a bath, but then again she was a fire type pokegirl, she probably hated water in general. However the smell of theirlate night ativities would be a problem. "Vesta, we need to get you clean...after all afterwards we are going to be doing some training." To Love my Lopunny "Nooo!!" Vesta squealed as Lace approached. "C'mon Vesta, you need to take a bath. I'll be there too, there's nothing to be frightened of." Lace told her softly.The Vulpix whimpered, not liking the idea but Lace and Aiden had been nothing but nice and fun and loving towards her since they found her. She started to move out of the tent and Lace smiled, leading her out. "Aiden, are you joining us?" His Lopunny asked. To Love my Lopunny Aiden never thought to, but he needed a bath just as much as they did. "Yeah.." he sad wih a nod and went into his pack to get a change of cloths to take so he could change when he was washed. To Love my Lopunny Lace led them to a slow flowing river not too far from the camp and began to wade in until it was waist deep. Vesta hovered on the shore, whimpering and not wanting to go in. To Love my Lopunny "Come on Vesta," he said to her gently. He would have picked her up and put her in, but decided not to, he thought she wouldn t appreciate that. To Love my Lopunny She trembled and whimpered, edging a little closer as he said that but only let the water lap at her ankles a bit. Lace rolled her eyes, scooping water onto herself to wash with. "Ah, this is so refreshing!" She purred, grooming herself. To Love my Lopunny Aiden waitedfor the small vulpix. He guessed fire types really didn't like taking a bath. To Love my Lopunny Vesta waded her way in slowly, trembling with the cold and looking as though she fully expected the water to just swallow her up or something. To Love my Lopunny Aiden watched, feeling a bit sad for her. Though she needed to be able to get over this small fear after all. To Love my Lopunny Lace finished cleaning herself off and walked over to Vesta. "C'mon, I'll help you clean up." She told the Vulpix. "Once your fur gets all wet, you won't mind it as much."Vesta looked at her with big eyes but nodded, letting Lace scoop water gently up over her and starting to copy, the two of them cleaning her fur. To Love my Lopunny Aiden plunged underthe water, just getting wet as he cleaned himself off. He watched his two girls cleaning themselves. To Love my Lopunny The girls were being very thorough with their cleaning, Lace stroking her hands over the Vulpix's slender, young frame, unafraid of touching her chest and along her hips as she helped.It didn't help the image much that Vesta was wagging her tails gently, purring and swaying with the cleaning strokes, their fur wet all over and clinging to their shapes."Now, doesn't that feel much better?" Lace smiled at the younger Pokegirl, who smiled and continued to purr. To Love my Lopunny Aiden had suddenly forgot the reason he was in the water as he watched the two clean. Slowly he was beginning to feel himself getting arused,but he didn't seem to do anything to try and stop it. To Love my Lopunny Lace finished and smiled at the girl. Vesta waded her way out and shook herself on the shore, looking relieved. The Lopunny nodded to her and then bent over in the water to clean her long ears carefully, unaware that Aiden was watching behind her... To Love my Lopunny Aiden once again received a very nise view of her nether lips. Her pink lips showing through the tan, wet fur. He looked to see if Vesta was watching only to see the small pokegir drying herselfoff at the moment. He moved to be behind his lipunny and gently pressed the tip of his member to her nether lips. To Love my Lopunny Lace gasped softly and looked back over her shoulder at him, only to smile and blush a little. She leaned gently back, swaying her hips against the head in silent encouragement. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as he slowly pushed himself inside his tight little lopunny. He thrusted gently, the water slowly steaming past them. To Love my Lopunny Lace moaned softly, stepping back into him and squeezing around his thick, thrusting cock. "Ooh...M Master." She purred, fluffy tail twitching. "Mnnh!!"Vesta shook herself again, ears perking as she heard Lace moaning in pleasure. She turned to look back at them in the river and squeaked, blushing as she watched. Her new master and the older pokegirl were so hot to watch together... To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently thrust into her hot core, even though she had not been expecting it, and surprisingly had not been thinking about it, already her inner walls began to grow damp. "Did I catch...my little bunny off guard?" he asked as he gently thrust into her, he had hoped not to cause Vesta to see, but then again it was all the funner as the younger pokegirl watched her older "sister" take it. To Love my Lopunny "Unh! Y Yes but...mnh...I love surprises." She moaned happily, arching her back and enjoying everything he gave her. "Yesss!! Give it to me hard, Master Aiden!!" She begs, squeezing around him with a squeal. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, loving how worked up his littlelopunny had gotten even though the night before they'd had an orgy. "As you wish..." he told her gently, he reached around her to cu her breasts in his hands as he started to roughly thrust into her heated snatch. To Love my Lopunny Lace cried out in delight, tensing and quivering as she closed her eyes, loving every second of his wild humping. He made her feel so good!!Vesta purred from the shore, simply sitting and watching them go at it like Lopunnies. To Love my Lopunny Aiden didn't need to show much restraint with lace. He knew full well she could take more then this. He grunted and panted as he thrust harder and faster into her bunny hole. To Love my Lopunny Lace's body was rocked and bounced as he gave it to her hard and fast. She squealed and cried out, tensing around him as the pleasure only built higher and higher. "Unnh yesss... Fuck me, M Master... Fill me up " To Love my Lopunny He squeezed her breasts harder and harder, kneading them roughly. Her nipples where hard and he would tease and pinch them as his shaft rammed into her. "Nnnh...I'm getting close...."he said, feeling his sack tighten a bit as he pounded into her. To Love my Lopunny She moaned wildly as his fingers teased her breasts, panting heavily. "M Me too...unnh!! So good, Master!! G Gonna...AAUH!!" She squirmed and writhed against him, cumming hard and tensing tight around his cock inside her. "YESSS!!" To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt his little bunny cum, her body tensing and her muscles gripping him hard. He couldn't hold it any longer "Mmmmhh....fuck!" he groaned as he hilted himself balls deep before letting loose and filling her bunny hole with his seed. To Love my Lopunny Lace shuddered and cried out again as she felt him fill her. "Fuckyessss..." She squeaked, pushing back against him as her inner muscles milked him of every drop. "Unnh...Hhhn....Ohh, Master..." She sighed happily, smiling back at him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt her body go to work, it seemingly got better and better each time. "Mmh...nothing like the morning," he said as he finished inside. After a bit he slid out of her slowly seeing her pussy gaping open a bit. To Love my Lopunny Lace giggled and purred, straightening up after letting him admire her for a bit. "Ooh, so good, Master Aiden." She turned around and kissed him tenderly. To Love my Lopunny Aiden kissed her back,letting them both bask in the afterglow a bit longer. After some time he gently broke the kiss "Maybe we should go and keep Vesta company...she's been watching and waiting patiently." To Love my Lopunny Lace glanced over at the shore to see Vesta blushing and squirming a little. "Looks like she wants to play. We've only just finished washing too." She giggled. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt a tad responsile for that, in fact he was responsible. "Maybe her big sisiter should help her feel some releif to?" he suggested. He knew full well Lace had very talented fingers, and could most likely get the younger pokegirl to squeal in pleasure quickly. To Love my Lopunny "I'm sure I can do that." She nodded wading through the water towards the Vulpix. "Vesta, come here, sweetie." She called. The younger pokegirl happily splashed back into the water over to her and gasped as Lace guided her around so she was facing Aiden. Lace pressed into her back, stroking her hands along the Vulpix's hips."You want a little playtime, cutie? Let me help." She purred, nibbling the younger girl's pointy ear. Vesta squeaked and blushed but let her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden watched his more experienced girl go to work on her, he supposed was her pupil. He watched the lopunny gently trace her hips in the mean time as he recovered from the previous activities. To Love my Lopunny Her taller, bustier form rubbed into Vesta's back, her hands nudging the younger girl's legs apart and slipping a slender hand between them. Vesta gasped and murred in pleasure, even more when Lace's other hands grasped one of her breasts and squeezed it gently. "Mnnh!!" The Vulpix moaned, squirming a little as Lace held her closer."There's a good girl." Lace purred, rubbing gently back and forth over her lower lips before slipping a finger inside her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden watched and grew aroused. Lace was a natural at making not just guys release and feel good, but even females. She was a perfect pleasure Pokegirl for both male and females. He was even more so glad she was his now. To Love my Lopunny Lace nuzzled Vesta, nipping at her ear as she swayed her hips with the Vulpix's, adding a second finger into her. Vesta moaned and tilted her head back, eyes fluttering closed. Lace was so good at hitting her hot points, tensing around the Lopunny's fingers with each stroke."Ahh! Hhh! Auh! L Lace..." She squealed, squirming a little as she was pushed quickly closer to an orgasm, gripping the hand on her breast that was currently pinching her pert nipple. "Mnh, I I'm gonna...hhh!" To Love my Lopunny Aiden was amazed, it had ot been more then maybe a minute but he could tell Vesta was about to hit her peak. 'Lace is a natural,' he said watching, had she always been gifted with this ability, or had she larned it from some place? To Love my Lopunny "That's it, just let go." Lace whispered to the Vulpix, grinding her palm against her clit in quick circles as her fingers stroked and wiggled inside her. Vesta arched and howled in delight, trembling as she came, her tails twitching. "AUH!! LAAACE!!"Lace purred, smiling as she cried her name, licking her cheek and letting her ride out the orgasm. "Good girl." To Love my Lopunny "Since when...have you been able to do that?" he asked her, she seemed to not mind to much she had such a sexual talent. "Are all...like that?" he wondered if it was a lopunny thing. To Love my Lopunny Lace straightened a little, washing off her fingers and helping a purring Vesta to clean herself up. "I..don't know. I guess I figured it out from all our fun." She shrugged in reply to Aiden, blushing a little. Vesta turned to hug and nuzzle into her, very happy. To Love my Lopunny Aiden didn't knpw she'd actually payed attention to the details when they fooled around. He knew she felt them, but even he culdn't ana ze them until after they had finished. To Love my Lopunny "I think we're all clean now." Lace giggled, hugging Vesta and turning back to the shore. "Are we ready to pack up and move on, Master Aiden?" To Love my Lopunny "Give me a moment," he said, he had gotten aroused watching. After a couple minutes though he went limp, he knew he'd give himself a bad case of blue balls if he wasn't careful."Alright," he said as they got out, he got dressed and he packed there things up. "Town isn't much further, he aid looking at the navigater. To Love my Lopunny "Okay." Lace smiled. She and Vesta had helped to pack up the camp and then waited on him. "To the next town!" The Lopunny smiled brightly, starting to walk on with them. To Love my Lopunny Aide felt lucky to have two perfect girls. On was incredibly gifted, the other incredinly innocent, both jut as eager. They walked for some time, taking a break to have lunch before they soon reached town. It wasn't like the other cities, it seemd less crowded, and a bit more moern, no real skyscapers. To Love my Lopunny As they reached the next town, Vesta clung to Aiden's side, after all this was the first time she'd been back to a place with more humans. Lace smiled at her reassuringly, though her ears perked as she heard calls coming from a large building where a small crowd had gathered."Come one, come all. For this week only, have your Pokegirls evaluated for free. We offer stone evolution services at half price, relaxation techniques to keep your Pokegirls happy and even services for breeding. Yes, breeding. Wanted a little one to add to your family or team? Looking for a baby Pokegirl to raise to trained perfection? Now you can! Get the best of your Pokegirls, for your Pokegirls! Right here!" A man was declaring, handing out pamphlets. To Love my Lopunny Aiden had curiously wondered into the crowd, before he knew it he was given a pamphlet. "Lace...have a look," he said to her. He noticed the stone evolutions, he knew Vesta would evolve, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to give up his cute, little, and not to mention tight girl. To Love my Lopunny Lace took the pamphlet and looked it over. "Wow, some of these relaxation techniques look so good..." She smiled, showing Vesta who nodded. "It could be worth checking out. They're able to see if we're missing anything like vitamins and stuff that might be able to boost us up."Vesta looked at Aiden. "And a check up is free!" To Love my Lopunny Aiden saw nothing wrong with any of these. "Alright sure lets go," he said and following the directions on the pamphlet they where at the entrance of the beeding center. They went inside, it was pleasingly cool. "I would like to have my two pokegirls checked up," he said to the lady at the front. To Love my Lopunny The lady at the front smiled, seeing the pamphlet Lace was holding. "Ah, heard of our offer I see. Very well, if you would like to take a seat, someone will be right out to see to your Pokegirls. Two is it?""Yes, ma'am." Lace smiled at her. The woman nodded and pressed a button before going back to her work. Not a minute later, the double doors next to the desk opened and a blonde Chansey pokegirl walked out. "Two Pokegirl for checkup?" To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "Yes here," he said and with Lace and Vesta he walked to the chansey girl. "What will you be doing...if I ask," he asked the chansey. He wasn't worried, but he wasn t sure if Vesta would hold still if they gave her a shot. To Love my Lopunny "Just basic check ups. Vitals, fur condition, diet, senses, strength and so on. Don't worry, we won't give them anything without your permission and will request your presence at that time." The Chansey told him soothingly. Vesta looked happy enough to go along with them and smiled at Aiden."We will only be about twenty minutes with each. You can join us or you can fee free to explore the building and see some of our services firsthand if you like." To Love my Lopunny Aiden wasn't sure, he wanted to go with them, but he was also curious to see what sort of things thisplace had to offer. "Will you two be okay without me for a bit...I want to see what looks interesting," he said to them, not trying to abandon them, only to see if this place was really all that it could be. To Love my Lopunny "You'll be here when we get back right?" Vesta asked, looking a little worried. After all, she didn't want to be left alone again. Lace put an arm around her. "He will, don't worry. I'll be here too." She told the younger Pokegirl. That seemed to reassure her."We'll be fine, Master Aiden." She blew him a kiss. "Enjoy your walk " With that, the two of them were led off and a Blissey Pokegirl appeared to show Aiden around the facility. To Love my Lopunny Aiden recalled Lace had seemed interested in the relaxation techniques they had. "Can you show me where I can see those relaxation techniques it says in the pamphlet," he asked the Blissey. To Love my Lopunny "Of course." The Blissey nodded, leading him down a few corridors before stopping by a large window looking into one of the rooms. A Raichu girl was lying on a massage table, being given a very sensual looking massage by a man dressed in white. She was obviously enjoying it, the dreamy smile on her face giving that away."The relaxation techniques can be administered here or you can be taught how to do them yourself if you are travelling." The Blissey explained. "There are also mediation classes for your Pokegirl." To Love my Lopunny Aiden watched, the pokegirl obviousyloved the treatment she was being given.He could only imagine being able to do that for Lace and Vesta. "Would you mind, showing me all around the whole place, I'dlike to see what else I can do to make my girls happy." To Love my Lopunny "Of course, sir." She smiled brightly, leading him around to see what he could learn and telling him about all the discounts currently happening. It was a great bargain right now, really. She led him around the relaxation rooms, giving him a few tips even on the way before she reached the double doors at the end."That was all the relaxation rooms. Next up here are the evolution rooms. Some Pokegirls cannot evolve through battle and experience alone and we do our best to help them." She explained. "Would you like to see?" To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded"Yes please," he said, a bit eager as hew knew a few things, of course he'd take the full courses in order to make his girls happy. Once relaxation technique he as most eager to try would help stimulate them before conceiving. He wasn't worried about money, with Lace he had won a lot of prize money from battles. To Love my Lopunny She led him through and paused by a window where an Eevee girl was standing with her trainer, talking as a woman approached with a box. The Eevee hugged her trainer with a smile and steppes towards the nurse who held out a blue, glowing stone towards her. The Eevee took it in both hands and suddenly gasped, going still. Her body began to glow bright white, shape shifting as they watched. When the light faded, a stunning Vaporeon was standing before them, swishing her long mermaid tail. She spun, smiling happily before throwing her arms around her trainer in delight."We use stones mostly, though the relaxation techniques can boost happiness for those who require that to evolve. We also have special settings for those who require times of day to evolve." The Blissey told Aiden. She showed him a few of those room before pausing by another door."Now, this in here is the breeding section. I can't show you what happens, for obvious privacy reasons but I'm sure you can guess. However, I can show you the nursery..." She smiled. To Love my Lopunny Aiden watched in fascination as the eevee girl evolved, he wondered if Vesta would be thathapp to evolve. He'd have to ask her. "Alright, lets go see it," he said with a smile, he did want to see the breeding, but of course he understood privacy, though he knew Lace would never have cared if they had done it alone or with an audience. To Love my Lopunny "We offer options here for the breeding. Your Pokegirl can conceive with one of her own kind, a Ditto, or her own trainer. We've managed to develop a method to allow a Pokegirl to be able to accept human DNA. The child is a Pokegirl of course, but will carry traits of their trainers, normally in different fur colouring or eyes or personality." She explained as they passed by closed doors until an open room came into view alongside labour rooms."Pokegirls give birth to live young, unlike Pokemon. This is the nursery." Inside were several small cots, in each were a newborn pokegirl. They were the most adorable little things ever to be seen, some sleeping peacefully, one or two babbling. One little baby Skitty was crying until a Delcatty Pokegirl in a gown, looking a little tired, walked over to scoop her up and rock her. She smiled at the little one happily, the baby Skitty quieting immediately. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled looking at it. He wondered if Lave or Vesta would ever want to have a baby. He was rather fond of the idea, of course he was also sure it would add another addition to there team. He wondered what it would be like to have two lopuny, and it was a rather pleasing one at that. "A ditto?" he wondered, he'd heard of those, they where the omnipotent pokemon, it could turn into any and could breed with any. "So....whats the most...popular way of breeding?" he asked her. To Love my Lopunny "Popular? Well, the Pokegirls who wish to have a baby often have a powerful connection with either a mate or their trainer. Before we developed the ability for trainers to breed, the Ditto was often the best choice. They took the form of the trainer. But nowadays, definitely the trainer doing it themselves." He was told.She checked the time. "Ah, your Pokegirls should be almost done their check ups if you want to return." To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded, he was sure Lace would chose him, though Vesta may prefer a ditto to breed her, he wasn't sure. "Yes I'd like to go back, thank you," he said and followed her back to outside the waiting room. Not more then a minute later Lace and Vesta both came out. "How did things go?" he asked them. To Love my Lopunny "They were nice!! They fully healed up my paw and brushed my fur and gave me a treat cuz I didn't squirm even though it tickled." Vesta reeled off with a smile. Lace laughed softly."We're in very good shape it seems. " The Lopunny told him, walking over to give him a hug."Yeah! They said I was at a great stage to evolve if I wanted to." Vesta piped in. "And...what did they say about you, Lace?"Lace blushed. "Oh, nothing much." She murmured, nuzzling Aiden's neck. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as his Lopunny hugged him, he guessed they must have said something she liked as she blushed when Vesta asked, he'd wait to ask her out of ear shot of the small pokegirl. "Thats great," he said to Vesta hearing her paw was better and everything. "Well...they can evolve you...would you like to Vesta?" he knew if she wanted to breed she would have to become a ninetails, she was able to as a vulpix."So what did they say?" he asked Lace gently as she nuzzled into him. To Love my Lopunny Vesta tilted her head. "I...I don't know. I've been a Vulpix for so long... Maybe I'll think about it." She smiled at him. Lace hugged his arm and leaned up to his ear, whispering softly."They said I'm in perfect condition if I want a baby. What's better is...they told me that I can have one with you." Her eyes were shining hopefully. "I would love to... If you want to too, Master Aiden." She blushed. Their connection was very powerful after all, it was natural for her to feel that way. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled gently "I was actually going to ask that....though maybe after I learn a few things, and you two get a nice relaxing little break," he said to her gently. He softly ran a hand along her backside as Vesta looked around."Well....you can see what it's like to evolve if you'dlike Vesta," he said to her. Her response had been so innocent he almost laughed. To Love my Lopunny The two girls nodded at his offers. "Sounds good. I think we all have a few things to learn." Lace pointed out.After a brief discussion with the lady at the desk, they were led back around to be giving far more details and to begin lessons if Aiden wanted to. To Love my Lopunny "Soon as possible," he said eagerly to the lady at the desk. He was rather enjoying this, they didn't have to worry about training or anything. Just relaxation and some fun. "What should we do first evolution dispaly or some relaxation techniques?" To Love my Lopunny "Relaxation, I think." Lace suggested. Vesta nodded in agreement. To Love my Lopunny Aiden sort of knew the answer beforehand and smiled nodding in agreement. He knew where to go so this time he took them to where he'd see the Raichu getting a message. He saw the man from before and went to ask him to teach him how to do that. To Love my Lopunny Vesta sat down while Lace was guided to lie down and the man began to instruct Aiden on how to massage her, pointing out all the sensitive points and how to know when the tension was all kneaded out. Then, as Aiden practised on Lace, the man gave a massage to Vesta. Soon both of them had the Pokegirl purring and sighing in delight. To Love my Lopunny Aiden could feel the tension in laces body, his hands gently gliding over her muscles as he softly kneaded them, adding pressure to the really worked up spots. "Feel good?" he asked her gently though her purrin told him it did. To Love my Lopunny "Ohhh sooo gooood " The Lopunny groaned in delight, eyes closed as she enjoyed his touches and massages. She sighed as the tension was kneaded out of her shoulders, her dreamy expression mimicking that of the Raichu he'd seen here earlier. To Love my Lopunny Aiden was pleased to see just how much she was enjoying it. He was sure he'd be dping this alot more, he was ven more sure he could incoprerate this before they fooled around.He would look to see Vesta in a similar state, though she looked a bit less elaxed as Lace, most likely do to her lack of trust to other humans. To Love my Lopunny The massage teacher nodded when the girls were completely relaxed. "Good job." He nodded to Aiden before letting him and his two Pokegirls relax. Vesta stretched and grinned. "Wow, that felt so good.""Mnnn...I know " Lace purred, still relaxing on the massage bed. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled "glad I decided to learn how to do that," he said truely happy to see his two girls enjoying themselves. His mind had wondered to many things as he had rubbed Lace down, mostly about her being able to breed. He would become a dad if she bred with him. The idea was both frightening and a bit enjoyable. To Love my Lopunny Lace slowly began to get up again, smiling very happily. "Mmh, I am going to love those massages, Master Aiden. You're so good at it." She leaned over to nuzzle him, eyes bright and eager for whatever he wanted to do next.Vesta stood by them, though she was looking thoughtful herself. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to evolve or not. But if she didn't want to now, perhaps Aiden would be able to buy the stone for when she did. To Love my Lopunny "If you two are ready, we can go and see how it will be for Vesta if she so chooses to evolve," he said waiting to see if they agreed or not to the proposal. To Love my Lopunny "I don't think I want to evolve just yet, Master Aiden." Vesta piped up, looking worried. "I mean...I want to get stronger as I am first...if that's okay." To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded gently. "Thats alright, though I suppose while we are here I'd best buy a stone, it may be some time before we come across one again," he said. "Well then....what else would you two like to do while we are here?"he asked them. He knew what Lace was possibly thinking. To Love my Lopunny Lace blushed, hiding a bit behind her ears. She wasn't sure if she wanted to bring the subject up really but a glance at him from her large eyes was enough to tell him what she wanted. To Love my Lopunny Aiden didn t think she wanted Vestato know about it, if she had she wouldn't have hidden the idea from her in the first place. "How about we get something to eat, then maybe we can see if they can give you a nice brushing Vesta," he said to her. It would give him and Lace a bit of alone time. To Love my Lopunny "Okay." The Vulpix nodded in agreement. Lace smiled at him as they began to leave the room, linking one of her arms around his in an affectionate manner. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as they walked to another section of the facility It was designed for the pokegirls, they had every food they could want there. It was ment to enhance there happiness, and also help strengthen bonds between trainer and pokegirl, by sharing a nice enjoyable meal. Of course this was normally for those who just started together, not for a pair like Lace and himself who where already intimately close. To Love my Lopunny Lace sat beside Vesta but across from Aiden as they got something to eat. Her eyes travelled to his constantly, her foot gently brushing against his leg under the table. Vesta didn't notice, eating her fill very happily. To Love my Lopunny He felt her foot gently rubbing his leg, he ate happily. Smiling as she did. He watched Vesta who seemed oblivious to the entire thing. He knew Lace was anxious, he was getting a bit anxious to. They ate there fill and rested a bit. "Alright lets ee about getting you groomed," he said looking mostly at Vesta for the moment. To Love my Lopunny Vesta nodded and followed them as they headed back to the desk. Vesta was led away by the Chansey girl from before and Lace then nuzzled Aiden, waiting for him to ask the lady at the desk about breeding. To Love my Lopunny Aiden waited until Vesta was out of ear shot. "Excuse me, we where interested in breeding," he said to the woman at the desk. "I'd like to be the method of choice," he said feeling his face get a little hot as he felt a tad embaressed to have to ask this. "How does this work?' To Love my Lopunny The woman nodded, smiling in a friendly manner. "Ah, wonderful. Congratulations on the choice. Now..." She started to look through her system. "There's a room available and a nurse on standby there. She will give you all you need but you just have to make a payment up front." She said, going through the details. They got a good discount because of what they had done so far in the building."Now, here's the room and a file with details for you to give to the nurse. Best of luck." She smiled at them, giving them directions. "Thank you." Lace smiled at her, hugging Aiden in excited anticipation. To Love my Lopunny Aiden thanked her and followed the drections she'd given after paying her up front. "What....are you hoping for?" he asked her, trying to think a bit more towards the future. To Love my Lopunny "I'm happy with whatever we have, Master Aiden." Lace purred, nuzzling him happily. Outside the room stood another Chansey girl, who took the file of their details and let them inside, following. The room was lavish and comfy with a big bed. "I'm going to administer something to Lace which will place her in a heated state. It will also allow her body to accept your sperm as compatible and allow for impregnation."She said as she opened a kit and filled a needle with something. "This should kick in in about ten or fifteen minutes. The room is yours for as long as you are attempting to breed." She told them. Lace sat on the edge of the bed, nodding in reply. She winced as she got the injection but then smiled at Aiden brightly. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, glad to see she seemed only glad that they would get to finally mate. The room was, well comfortable looking, it wasn't like some normal hospital room that was all white ans sterile, other then the needle injection it looked far from it, it seemed more like one of the rooms in the pokemon center, but a much large bed. He guessed it was for if there where multiple pokegirls breeding."How are you feeling lace?" he asked, worried if this injection might do something bad or unexpected. To Love my Lopunny "I feel fine. A bit... warm and tingly." She blushed a bit. The nurse nodded and moved to the door. "If you need anything, there's a bell by the door to call for someone." She told them. With that, they were left alone in the room, door locked from the inside once it was closed.Lace moved a bit more onto the bed and gestured for Aiden to join her as they waited on the effects to kick in. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded and got onto the bed with her. "You sure your fine?" he asked her a little bit worried.Though she seemed fine. Softly he kissed her lips, hoping to help the time pass by until the effects kicked in. He remembered when she got into heat, she was more then ready to mate several times a night, luckily he was ready for it this time, and no houndoom to worry about. To Love my Lopunny "Very sure." She purred, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around him as they kissed softly and tenderly. Her hands explored his body, enjoying the tender moment as she felt the effects begin to kick in a little more. The kiss grew more passionate, the Lopunny pulling him on top of her as they began to grope more urgently. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently began to work his cloths off, he slid a finger to feel her heated folds beginning to dampen. His shirt coming off first as they caressed closer to one another, the feeling of her body making his skin tingle. He kissed her deeper as he groped her breats, helping the drug work it's magic on her body. To Love my Lopunny Lace moaned, squirming a little with his touches as her paws helped him strip his clothes off. She was nicely distracted by his member when it was free, soft paws grasping and stroking it as their embrace grew hungrier. "Mnnh, Master..." Lace whispered between kisses, almost ready for him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently rubbed her ears, knwoing they where sensative. A hand sliding down her hips to caress her nether fold s once more. "Your getting wetter Lace...does it feel good," he asked as he gently played with her small clit. He groaned softly as her soft hands caressed his length making him slowly grow harder, if tha wasn t enough the smell of her arousal was growing thick in the air and was affecting him greatly. To Love my Lopunny "Yes. So good." She breathed heatedly, moaning louder as he teased her clit. "Ohhh yes...I'm ready, Master Aiden. I'm ready for you." She told him, eyes alight with wild lust. Her paws began to guide his member to her wet slit, needing him within her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as he looked dow at his lusty bunny. He gently let her guide him to her entrance. "Wow...I can t remember you ever being this wet before," he said as her juices made his tip glisten already. He wanted this time to be special, not that everytime wasn't special, it was just this time would hopefully result in a son or daughter. "Here I go," he said to her gently and slid inside her smoothly, unlike the first time he didn't have to worry about it hurting her, so as he slid in he began to slowly movein and out, exhaling softly. To Love my Lopunny Lace wrapped her arms around his shoulders, holding him close to her and gazing into his eyes with a warm smile. She moaned softly, letting him grind into her and gently nuzzling his cheek. "Mmnh...I love you, Master Aiden..." She whispered, beginning to squeeze gently around him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently grunted as he pushed slowly, but deep inside. "I love you to...my very lusty Lace," he said softly to her and passionetaly kissed her lips. His tongue slid into her mouth, sliding and wrapping gently along hers. His hips moved as he slowly build up speed and soon the bed was gently rocking as he pumped into her. To Love my Lopunny Her tongue danced with his, tasting his warm kisses and loving it. Soft whimpers and squeaks of pleasure escaped her as they grew more urgent in their movements. Her hips lifted into his thrusts, legs wrapping around his waist to pull him in deeper. She loved how he felt, how their bodies rubbed against and into each other. To Love my Lopunny Aiden groaned into the kiss, his hot bunny feeling so tight around him. He felt her legs wrap around him only pulling him in deeper. He thrust harder, only making the bed shake more and her breasts bounce a bit. He felt her innde rmuscles caressing his length, already milking him for his seed. Her body wanted it, and he would happily give it to her again and again and again. To Love my Lopunny She began to tense and moan louder, pushed towards an intense orgasm. Her body rocked with his, tail twitching as she pulled him in deeper once again. "Mnnh!! A Aiden!!" She cried, cumming around his thrusting member. Just his own name leaving her lips made this special, no 'Master', just him... To Love my Lopunny Aiden ground into her as sh came, it was faster then normal, but he knew she had the stamina to keep going. "Hu...huh...you...called me...by my name for once," he said loving how it sounded when she said it during an orgasm. He held her hips and started to tgrust harder, setting her up fo a second release already. To Love my Lopunny Lace panted heavily, soon moaning eagerly for him again. "I...mmnh!!...should I h have not?" She asked with a squeak, opening her eyes to gaze up at him, worried she had offended him. To Love my Lopunny Aiden shook his head "No...I..l..like it," he said before hungrily kissing her again. As he grew closer to his first release he started to give her tight tunnel a good work out. "I'm...close, are you ready!" he asked her as he slammed into her wet lit. To Love my Lopunny She nodded, panting heavily and stroking her hand down his back gently. "Hhnh...Hhnh...Y Yes...let me have it!!" She squeaked, tensing around him again, urging him to fill her with his seed. To Love my Lopunny Aiden groaned as he felt his length begin to twitch inside of her. With a hard thrust he buried himself balls deep into her, the tip of his member pressing to the entrance of her womb. "Oh....damn...nnh!" he groaned as he released himself, his seed flooding her womb filling her up as he pumped spurt after spurt into her. To Love my Lopunny Lace cried out in delight, her hands and legs gripping his lower back to keep him deep within her. Her inner muscles squeezed, milking every drop until he had no more in that load. "Mnnh, Aiden..." She whispered in delight, licking and nipping at his neck playfully as she relaxed her grip. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled as his length tembled within her. "I hope...my mate has't grown tired just yet," he said softly as he kissed her jawline. Her pheramones kept him hrd and rigid within her, giving him the stamina he would need to satisfy the burning fire in her nethers To Love my Lopunny She laughed breathlessly, shaking her head. "Oh no. I'm ready to take everything you want to give me." She told him, squeezing playfully around him again. To Love my Lopunny "Mmn...that a girl" He said and gently rolled so she was on top. "Ride your new mate then my sexy bunny," he said as he was prepared to give her the mating she wouldn't forget, though not until she had a bit more fun. To Love my Lopunny "Mmh, yes, my dearest mate." She blushed with her reply, purring as she began to rock and sway her hips against his. "Oooh...so good " To Love my Lopunny His hands gently moved, squeezing her round backside as she rode his length. He held her hips and would thrust up into her as she would come down. To Love my Lopunny Lace tilted her head back, breasts bouncing as she rode him eagerly. "Ah! Ah! Ooh, faster " She pleaded, eyes fluttering. Her hands rested on his chest for balance, as they ground and rocked together. To Love my Lopunny Aiden reached up gently. His hands cupping her chest as he gently began to knead and squeeze the wonderful mounds. "Alright..." he grunted gently and began to thrust into her harder, her body bouncing now. To Love my Lopunny Lace purred and moaned eagerly, leaning her chest into his grasp. Her hips ground hard, moving in rhythm with his thrusts to work him in deeper. She tensed and shivered. "Ohh, yesss!" To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently suckled one of her breasts, loving how she eagerly began to ride him as he felt himselfslowly getting closer again. He felt her body tense, and her muscles tighten a bit. He slowed down letting her enjoy the blissful feeling also not wanting it to end soon, though he knew it wuldn't be over for some time. To Love my Lopunny Her head tilted back when she felt him suck on her sensitive breasts, moaning in delight. Her hips continued to rock and grind urgently, pleasure making her squirm a little more. "Unnh!! Yess...f fuckyess!!" She cried, grinding hard and clutching at his shoulders."Ohh Aiden!! I'm cumming again!!" She squealed, only to tighten hard around him and cry out in another orgasm. Her lithe body shuddered and twitched, still trying to ride him through it. To Love my Lopunny Aiden felt spars flood through him once more as she reached her peak. "Oh..fuck..." he grunted as he felt her inner walls clench around him, to add to the fire of pleasure she rode him still making it harder to handle. "Oh...shit Lace!" he grunted "cum..again!" he yelped as he dragged her down onto his length holding her still as he once again felt himself go rigid and titch within her, the sudden sopurt of his seed only adding the the amount within her. To Love my Lopunny Lace shivered and whimpered softly, only to lie forward to relax on top of him. She nuzzled his neck, purring softly. "Ooh, Aiden..." She sighed happily. To Love my Lopunny Aiden panted softly, loving how it felt to be with her this way. He could feel how heated she was deep within. "Lace..." he said gently to her,his hand gently caressing her backside as they let the afterglow wash over for a bit. To Love my Lopunny Lace purred, enjoying the intimate moment and his strokes on her body. But then she began kissing him again, rolling him back on top of her. Whatever they had given her was really making his Lopunny incredibly lusty for him indeed. To Love my Lopunny Aiden couldn't remember a time where his lopunny had been so vigor. Her own natural pheremons seemingly causing him to also be just as energeticand fertal.They where in there for some time, both losing count as to how many times the other had hit there peak. The chansey girl that had helped them had come to the door several times to check, only to find the room was still in use.It seemed like an etenity before th two seemed to finally burn out. Aiden laid gently next to his lopunny, his length still within her, though the two panted, tired but completely satified as they seeming laid in once anothers overflowig pleasure. "I love you Lace..." he said, gently kissing his mste, soon to be a mother of there offspring. To Love my Lopunny "Love you too...Aiden...my beloved mate..." She panted softly, kissing him tenderly. She closed her eyes, snuggling up to him and falling asleep in his arms.Not long after, there was a gentle knock on the door and the chansey girl poked her head in after not hearing anything. To Love my Lopunny It took a little bit, neither wanting to leave the room, but funally the two walked out, after a bit of cleaning up. Aiden wondered how long it might take for a pokegirl to well,get pregnent and have a baby. To Love my Lopunny Lace was still very affectionate, linking his arm with hers and nuzzling his neck with a purr. Outside, the chansey girl handed them a small information booklet before letting them return to the main building. It would give him all the information he would need to take care of Lace.Vesta was asleep on one of the benches there, her fur groomed to glossy sheen but she'd gotten tired of waiting for them. Lace smiled. "Aww, she looks so sweet." Lace whispered to Aiden. To Love my Lopunny Aiden thanked the chansey girl, holding his lopunny close as well. He smiled and nodded in agreement as they saw Vesta fast asleep. "Feels like a shame to wake her," he said to lace. To Love my Lopunny "I'm sure we can wait for her to wake up. In the meantime, do you want to get supplies and things? We're going to have to be prepared." She suggested, glancing at the information booklet. To Love my Lopunny Aiden lookedat the booklet, seeing the things needed for when the baby came, and afterwards."Yeah that sounds good," he said to her. To Love my Lopunny The pamphlet detailed the phases. Lace's pregnancy would last about as long as it would take a Pokemon egg to hatch, about three months. After that, the birth shouldn't be difficult, if she was fed right, given the right treatments. Though for the birth, any pokemon center would be able to cope.Lace nuzzled Aiden. "I'll stay here with Vesta if you want to go get supplies. She should be awake by the time you get back." To Love my Lopunny "Are you sure that will be alright?" he asked her. Already Aiden had begun to grow a bit more cautious about her. Not just for her sack anymore like before, but for the sake of there child. She wasn't even pregnent yet, at least she didn't look it, though for all he knew what they had done was going to work that very moment. To Love my Lopunny "I'm not made of glass." She giggled. "I'll be fine. Besides, I'm sure they'd want to do a test to see if I'm pregnant or not when you get back." To Love my Lopunny With that Aiden nodded leaving her to look after the younger pokegirl. He went to get the things they would need for the baby when it came, as well as the things Lace would need while she was pregnent. He also made it a point to buy a fire stone in case Vesta ever decided to evolve. To Love my Lopunny When Aiden returned, Vesta was awake but snuggled up against Lace, obviously needing a bit of comfort. Her ears perked when he came into view and she smiled brightly with relief. "Master Aiden, you're back!" She cheered, running over to hug him."She was worried when we took so long." Lace explained, meaning Vesta had been worried she was going to be abandoned again. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently rubbed the vulpixes ear "Sorry we took so long Vesta..Lace and I where..just very occupied," he said unsure if Lace had told the smaller girl she would be having a little brother or sister soon. To Love my Lopunny "It's okay. Lace made me feel better." She smiled, wagging her tails. "So, is it true? Lace is gonna have a baby?"Lace blushed a little, smiling warmly. "We hope. Just have to see if it's happened." To Love my Lopunny Aiden was surprised Lace hadtold her, he thought since she had kept it a secret before she still would. Of course that would be foolish since at some point it would be known. He was unsure though if she had told Vesta that he was the father. To Love my Lopunny Vesta didn't seem to mind either way, still hugging Aiden. Lace smiled at them, only to turn her head as a chansey girl walked over to them. "Would you like to be tested now? We can groom her for you while we do so." She added to Aiden with a cheerful smile. To Love my Lopunny Aiden looked to Lace, whose eyes seemed to tell him everything in a split second. "Yes please," he said, as he petted Vesta lovingly. To Love my Lopunny Lace smiled and followed the Chansey girl away down the hall. Vesta purred as she snuggled up to Aiden, tails still wagging happily. To Love my Lopunny Aiden waied with her, still gently petting her. "So did you like it here?" he asked her trying to make the sitiatuion less quiet. He wondered howlong it would take to know if th baby was boy or girl. Of course it wouldn't be today, he was just getting very curious and excited himself. To Love my Lopunny "It was nice. They were very kind and made my fur all shiny and made me feel relaxed too." She answered brightly, nuzzling him. "But I still missed you and Lace." To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled and continued to gently pet her. "Don't worry we wont be off long again," he told her To Love my Lopunny They weren't waiting too long before a very glossy furred Lace appeared. The Chansey girl let her return to Aiden before looking at the clipboard she was holding. "Well, congratulations. Lace is expecting and she's in very good health. Make sure you keep that up during her pregnancy for a healthy baby."Lace purred happily, nuzzling Aiden. Vesta hugged the Lopunny too. "If you have any more questions, please ask. Otherwise, I wish you all the best." To Love my Lopunny Aiden wasn't sure if he had any. He took a moment to think of one before asking "Will it be like...human pregnency...will she be experiencing lik cravings, and stuff?" he was a little worried of mood swings, but he had been prepared for that since the moment they both agreed to it. To Love my Lopunny "Cravings, most likely. Probably just for berries and fruit and the like. If you're concerned about mood swings, Lace is very well cared for Lopunny. I doubt there'll be any issues with that. Just... avoid battles." She advises. "Otherwise, just keep her checked up in a Pokemon Center or back here if you're by this way again." To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded and thanked the chansey. He wondered if they should get going or stay at the pokemon center in town. He had lost track of time, though he guessed it was late now. To Love my Lopunny It was quite late by now. Probably a good time to head to the Pokemon Center, get some dinner and then go to sleep. Now that Lace was expecting, Vesta would need some serious training to be able to protect them all. To Love my Lopunny Aiden decided to go with the usual plan. They all left, he was sure he had everything though and looked at the pamphlet several times. Finally they where at the center, Nurse Joy greeting them and let them stay the night. He knew Vesta would have to be the trong one now, he decided tomorrow morning they'd find a place to train. To Love my Lopunny After dinner, Lace almost immediately curled up on the bed for some sleep. It had been quite and exciting day after all. Vesta stayed up a little longer with Aiden, asking questions and listening to stories about their adventures. To Love my Lopunny It was a little out of the ordinary for Lace to sleep before he did. It only made him appreciaite Vesta's company all the more, without her it would have been just a very boring night, until he wet to sleep."I think Lace wont be able to take care of us for a bit," he said after recunting a past fight for her. He looked at Vesta "So your going to be in for some training alright?" he asked her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta nodded, looking eager. "I'll do my best!!" She promised, wagging her tails. To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled at her once again petting her.For the next few days Aiden spent some time making sure Lace was oky, but also devising ways to help train Vesta. When ever they had a break he would fine some pinecones or some sort of stick and toss it in the air having her blast it in mid air with a tongue of fire.When they would go and rest in towns he would have Vesta follow him around town and let lace rest in the room if she wanted. This was for the benefit of Vesta so she would know the certian building and such as well as see other pokegirls during there training in town. To Love my Lopunny Vesta was a surprisingly fast learner. Lace came with them every now and then to get air and exercise. After all, she was only a few days and had no problem giving the Vulpix tips while she trained. Vesta was feeling very happy with herself, taking on the responsibility of protecting Lace and Aiden very seriously. It made her happy to have them to protect and keep safe. To Love my Lopunny Days passed by, some went slow, others not so much. Lace had begun to slowly get a buldge in her belly, it wasn't exactly like a humans though. For one she didn't swell as much, it seemed to only be a small buldge after a while. Not to mention she was still very attractive even when pregnent. To Love my Lopunny As the days went on, Lace began to crave some berries but nothing very demanding. She was very cuddly when Aiden and Vesta were around, often snuggling up to one or both of them. One evening, she was watching Vesta go through the motions of training. Nibbling on a berry, she was gently rubbing the small swell in her abdomen when she gasped suddenly.Vesta whirled. "Lace, you okay?" She asked with worry. The Lopunny laughed lightly. "Aiden, come feel this." She motioned him over, placing her trainer's hand on the swell. Nothing happened for a moment...and then there was a kick. To Love my Lopunny Aiden had reframed from much, though every now and then he would give Vesta a nice reward, normally licking the small pokegirl until she got tired, others a quickie just to keep her spirits up. He slept beside Lavce at night, holding her close.Aiden was shocked as he felt the kick "Wow...he..or she seems really energetic," he said, the kick was a soft one, but he doubted a human baby could make such a distinctive one. To Love my Lopunny "Well, Buneary's generally are. Remember how I was?" She giggled, nuzzling him. Vesta joined them. "Can I feel?" She asked. Lace nodded and placed the Vulpix's paw over the bump. There was a few moments of quiet and Vesta shook her head. "I can't feel anything." To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled "It's alright Vesta, the baby just went back to sleep," he said to her. "Your gonna have another sister soon," he said to her. To Love my Lopunny "You sound so sure." Lace giggled, kissing his cheek and relaxing against him. Vesta smiled at them and resumed her training. To Love my Lopunny "Well....I think it wil be...a boy would kick more," he said, though it was no real evidene what h said was true. He had secretly been hoping for a girl, to have another mini Lace. "We should think of names," he said suddenly. To Love my Lopunny "That's true." Lace nodded in agreement. "Any ideas?" Vesta tilted her head as she thought. "How about Vanilla for a girl?" She asked. To Love my Lopunny "Vanilla?" he thought about it, it was a nice name, but he didn t know if it fit. He would expect to see a white bunneary when he thought of vanilla. "Well...Lace..." he thought wondering what he should name the daughter of Lace, but if they had a boy he wondered what it would be. To Love my Lopunny "Maybe. I do like the name... But we'll have to see. How about Hunter for a boy?" Lace suggested, nuzzling Aiden. To Love my Lopunny Aiden thought of the name "Sounds good," he said to her with a smile. To Love my Lopunny Lace relaxed against him and Vesta smiled at them, going back to her training. The Lopunny continued to gently stroke the bump on her belly, purring softly. To Love my Lopunny For the past few weeks Aiden did nothing more thn the usual, expect maybe get all the more anxious and cautious for Lace. He was afraid something wrong would happen, but luckily Vesta had gotten far better at fighting so any chnce a wild pokegirl appeared it was quickly chased away or beaten. The night of the birth had ben hectic, he had looked at the pamphlet over and ver for what to do. Finally it had happened, and Lace and he had become parents as she held the baby bunneary. To Love my Lopunny Thankfully they'd gotten into a Pokemon centre not long after she went into labour. Now, holding her baby, the Lopunny was smiling brightly. They had a baby girl Buneary, an adorable little thing. Though her fur colouration was different. Where she was meant to be brown she was creamy and vice versa. She hadn't opened her eyes yet, snuggled into her mother as she slept.Lace smiled at Aiden, Vesta peering curiously at the newborn. "Her colour's different to Lace." She commented. Lace nodded in agreement. "Yes, but I think she's certainly a Vanilla now." She giggled. "Sweet little Vanilla..." To Love my Lopunny Aiden smiled, unable to argue with that. "Yeah Vanilla seems to fit nicely now," he said, having had some skeptics about the name before hand as he only could compare the newborn to lace. He looked at Lace and their baby, it was a nice site, he'd never seen child birth before, not even human child birth, but he guessed this was the feeling a father got after he'd been pacing and freaking out in the hallway. To Love my Lopunny The baby Buneary pawed at her nose before sneezing adorably, making Lace giggle and nuzzle her. She then looked to Aiden with a warm smile. "Do you want to hold your daughter, Aiden?" She asked. To Love my Lopunny It was a little strange to hear this, only a little, he never thought he'd be a father, expecially the father of a small buneary. "Yes of course," he said, gently taking the small fluffy ball that was his daughter. She was so light, and he remembered when he had Lace in a similar fashion, though of course Lace had never been this small, not that he could remember. To Love my Lopunny Baby Buneary's were pretty small it seemed. The little newborn snuggled against the warmth of Aiden's chest, her tiny paw clutching his shirt before she settled again. Lace smiled happily at the two of them, nearly crying with happiness. They looked perfect. Vesta wagged her tail, looking delighted. To Love my Lopunny The baby buneary was warm as well, it was comforting to hold, and he chuckled gently as she snuggled up to him. He was speechless, still trying to collect himself, but also not begin to tear up or cry, though it seemed the majority of his emotions was happiness. To Love my Lopunny A new addition to their family. Another Buneary for Aiden to raise but this time he would have Lace and Vesta with him to help. It would be an interesting time for them. To Love my Lopunny Aiden gently let Lace hold their baby. "Is anyone hungry?" he asked, not knowing what else to do, and it seemed Lace might be hungry after her ordeal. He wondered what Vesta thought, of course the young vulpix seemed to be excited by it all. To Love my Lopunny "Yes, very hungry." Lace agreed, Vesta nodding her head too. "Food! I'll help you, Master Aiden!" The Vulpix said happily, wagging her tail and walking around to his side. To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded as Vesta seemed to eaer to help. "Anything in particular you'd like?" he asked them, though the question was meant more for Lace. He knew the baby would need her to feed her, so it was best he made her comfortable. To Love my Lopunny "I'd like something sweet." Lace replied, that likely meaning sweet fruits and the like. Vesta nodded to her. "I'm not picky so I'll eat anything." The Vulpix smiled. To Love my Lopunny He nodded, glad he had picked many berries for her to eat, though of course he only chose the sweet ones at the moment, like the oran berries and the like. Hetried to arrange and repare them all nice and neat, looking like a sort of fruit salad. He made the same meal for Vesta too, knowing she wouldn t mind so much either. "Alright eat up," he said bringing back the food for the two girls. He knew vanilla would not eat just yet. To Love my Lopunny Vesta gladly dug into her food, sitting in a seat near the bed. Lace handed Vanilla to her father before delicately nibbling at her meal and looking better for it. To Love my Lopunny He held the little bunneary gently, careful not to let her head hang or anything. She was so small, but of course she was a baby. To Love my Lopunny Vanilla blinked her eyes open to look at Aiden and cooed. Vesta finished her food and moved to Aiden's side, snuggling up against his side as she admired the little baby pokegirl. "She's going to be really pretty " To Love my Lopunny "Of course, just like her mommy," he said, his voice still rather gentle. He knew she' be just like Lace, though he hoped she took a little after him as well. Her eyes where beautiful, and he did notice they shared a similar color to his own. To Love my Lopunny Vesta smiled and then nuzzled Aiden's shoulder. "Aiden... with a little baby to protect... should I evolve to get stronger so I can protect everyone?" She asked gently. To Love my Lopunny Aiden looked at the little vulpix. He knew before she had not been sure of becoming a ninetails. Of course he knew that getting a firestone was also not an easy task. "I wont force you to Vesta," he told her, just like how he would never force Lace to do anything. "If you want though....then it seems like a very good idea." To Love my Lopunny "I've been thinking about it a lot." She nods, wagging her tail. "I think... I think I'm ready to." To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded "Alright then," he said smiling. He kissed her gently on the cheek, a sort of thank you. "Next time we find another firestone that is." To Love my Lopunny Vesta nods and smiles warmly at him, kissing his cheek in return. To Love my Lopunny His attentions turned back to the baby, "Auntie Vesta is a good auntie," he told her, in a babyish sort of tone. To Love my Lopunny Vanilla cooed at Aiden and kicked her little legs gently, happily. To Love my Lopunny Aiden chuckled, she already had rather strong legs for a newborn. To Love my Lopunny It was a while later that they were back on their journey. It was at a slower pace because of the newborn but she started to grow fast. Vesta was on the hunt with Aiden for a firestone but so far she was still doing a good job at protecting their little family. Lace was occupied by teaching Vanilla things she needed to know and keeping her healthy but she curled up with the baby next to Aiden every night. To Love my Lopunny Oddly enough he never expected finding a firestone would be this hard. "Guess thats why thy cos so much," he said. They had not done any battles or contests, so there really had been no way of making any money. What he had he used for supplies and food. Vanilla now could walk, though she still liked being held. He was a little suprised at how fast she grew as well. To Love my Lopunny Pokegirls needed to grow a bit faster than humans, if they wanted to survive. Vesta wanted to enter contests or battle to try and help but sometimes it was too risky... To Love my Lopunny Aiden knew theyd need money, he guessed he could always ask Nurse Joy if he could help her next ime or something. To Love my Lopunny To Love my Lopunny It was getting late, they'd have too continue looking tomorrow once the sun was up. He began to set up camp, first starting with the tent, building a fire no lnger became a chore with Vesta after all. To Love my Lopunny As they worked around the camp, Lace kept Vanilla from causing trouble before settling her for the night. She took out the map and looked it over."Aiden, there's a volcanic area not too far from here. You might be able to find firestones there." The Lopunny suggests, smiling at him and Vesta. The Vulpix perks her ears. "You think?" To Love my Lopunny Aiden knew of the place, he however had been slightly hesitant to go there. Normally he would not have given much of a second thought. But now Vanilla was a part of there little family and he was afaidof her getting hurt. "Yea e probably would," he said trying to seem like he wasn't at all worried about it. To Love my Lopunny Vesta looked between Aiden and Lace and frowned a little as her eyes rested on Vanilla. "It might be too dangerous to take Vanilla there... if we even get to the edge of the area, maybe I can look myself while you take care of Vanilla."Lace looked surprised. The Vulpix wanted to go somewhere without them? "Are you sure, Vesta? It's a big area..." To Love my Lopunny Aiden was just as surprised as Lace, Vesta at most times seemed timid. "It could just be as dangerous for you too..." he said, remembering when Lace was out alone. "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" To Love my Lopunny "But we can't have Vanilla go into such a dangerous place... and we can't leave Lace and Vanilla by themselves..." Vesta pointed out, tilting her head at Aiden. To Love my Lopunny He still remembered what happened to Lace, and the houndour. "Your right....but," in all honesty he could not think of a reason not to let her, not without telling her of what happened before. To Love my Lopunny Vesta nodded and nuzzled him. "I'll be fine. I'll come back with a firestone or as a Ninetales. I don't know if I can carry it without evolving." To Love my Lopunny Aiden nodded after a few minutes "Alright then," he said, just hoping nothing bad happened to her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta gave him a hug. "I'll be okay." To Love my Lopunny Aiden hugged her back "You'd better be," he said gently, givng her a soft kiss to thank her. To Love my Lopunny Vesta kissed him back and nuzzled him happily. "I'll set out first thing in the morning. Just stay where I can find you when I get back, okay?""We will, Vesta, we promise." Lace smiled at her. To Love my Lopunny Aiden agreed as well. "Alright lets all get some sleep," he said finally it was getting late, though he still worried about her, Vesta was much stronger then when they first met, she could handle things so long as no trainers tried to catch her. To Love my Lopunny Everyone curled up in the tent, it plenty cosy with the three pokegirls and Aiden. Lace on one side, Vesta on the other with Vanilla in her own little bundle of blankets near her mother. To Love my Lopunny The night was peaceful, when morning came Aiden woke up gently, though tried not to stir in case he woke them up. He still worried a little about Vesta going off alone, but he knew she would be fine. He hoped for it. To Love my Lopunny Vesta stirred not long after he woke up, yawning and stretching slowly. To Love my Lopunny "Good morning," he said to her, as softly as possible. To Love my Lopunny Vesta smiled at him and slowly began to move out of the tent. Vanilla peeked open an eye from her letting nest in the corner, then closed it again. Lace also remained fast asleep. To Love my Lopunny Aiden went outside with her. "Are you leaving already?" he asked, a little cautious still, and curious, he knew she wanted to evolve badly now, but even if she didn't right away theyd be fine. To Love my Lopunny "Well, it's not far to the volcanoes and when I get there I'm sure I'll be able to find another Fire type to help me find a firestone." She replied, smiling at him. "That way, you won't have to move camp from here and I'll know where to come back to." To Love my Lopunny He had to admit that was a rather good idea, he'd been wondering if that for a little himself. "Alright, but take a little food with you....couple of barrios at least," he told her, he had no desire to have her passing out from hunger. To Love my Lopunny "I will." She nods, nuzzling her trainer before starting to pack up a small bag of food and drink to take with her. She munched on something for breakfast before being ready to go. Lace and Vanilla were awake in time to see her off to the volcanic area. To Love my Lopunny Aiden bid her good bye, once more telling her to be safe. He hoped getting this firestone would not be so difficult. To Love my Lopunny Vesta hugged them all and gave Aiden a kiss before bounding off on her journey. "I'll be back soon!" She called with a wave before vanishing down the path.It wasn't that far, an hour or two's walk to the hottest reaches of the lands. Pausing on a small rise overlooking the volcanic area, she wagged her tail and started to make her way down. There had to be a firestone around somewhere here! To Love my Lopunny About an hour into her journey, she did not seem to notice that she wasn't alone. Emerald green eyes stared at her, the smell of sulfur from the volcanoe making it hard for anyone to pickup this growlithes scent. To Love my Lopunny She explored the edges of the lava pools as she walked along the blackened path, shaking ash from her fur every now and then. She was glad she hadn't taken the others, this wasn't a good place for them to be...Her ears twitched as she looked around, finding it odd there weren't more fire types around. To Love my Lopunny "Oh what luck," he said to himself. This growlithe could speak, he had been pre owned, though he was trainer less now it appeared. He lived by the lava pools, though no other ire types eemed to. Luckily he knew what she was searching for, and luckiy she was female."You seem lost," he came from behind a chunk of solid rock before her path. To Love my Lopunny Vesta whirled in surprise, perking her ears and looking towards the rock. "No, I'm not lost. I'm looking for something... umm, can you maybe help me?" She called, trying to get a look at who or what was behind that rock. To Love my Lopunny The growlithe stepped out, his fur wasn't the vibrant orange that most growlithes had, it was darker, a rust looking shade of orange from the volcanic soot. "I think I can..." was all he said, of course he wanted something in return. To Love my Lopunny "That's great! Thank you!" Vesta smiled, not thinking of that, assuming he was just being somewhat nice. "I'm looking for a fire stone." To Love my Lopunny Unlike a pokegirl he walked on all fours. He drew closer to her smeling her, especially under her tails and her crotch area. " It has been forever since a female has been around," he said pparenrly having not heard her request. To Love my Lopunny Vesta turned about, blushing as he sniffed around her and trying to shift her tails. "Umm...the firestone?" She asked again. To Love my Lopunny The growlithe looked at her "I'll help you if you help me," he told her finally. He knew where they where, he avoided them else he would be forced to evolve as well. To Love my Lopunny "Okay. What do you need help with?" She asked innocently, tilting her head at him. To Love my Lopunny The growlithe looked at her, she seemed rather naive which would work in his favor. " As Ive said your the only female to come by for a long time," he said. " It gets lonely here and I would love some release," he said seeng if she got it. To Love my Lopunny Vesta blinked, not quite understanding he meant playtime like with Master Aiden. "Release from what? You're not trapped..." She replied, fixing him with her big eyes and lowering herself down to his level on all fours to be face to face. To Love my Lopunny She didn't seem to get it, however she did get down to a position suitable for the situation. "I need help but only a female can give it," he said as he walked around her. Her tails draped over her cute rear, she must not be very experienced. He took in her scent she was unconsciously letting off pheramones. " Have you ever been with a male before?" To Love my Lopunny Vesta turned her head as she watched him walk around her. "Been with a..." Her ears perked. "Oh! You want to play? Is that what you want?" She smiled at him, understanding. He was lonely and it made sense. He wanted to feel good and have fun with a female like Master Aiden did."So, we'll play and then you'll show me where the firestones are?" To Love my Lopunny The growlithe was glad she seemed to get it. "Yes that's it," he said to her some soot shakng off his fur as he shook with anticipation. " If you play really good with me then Ill show you," he said, though he hoped play meant something else other then just playing. To Love my Lopunny "Okay. That's fair." She smiled, rubbing up against him and purring softly. Master Aiden liked getting cuddly first before they played, she assumed this Growlithe would too. To Love my Lopunny He was even more suprised she agreed so easily, the last female to come to the volcanoes had been an weber looking to become a flareon, it had been a hassle in trying to convince her to submit to his agreement. " Alright," he said before she began to cuddle up against him, as she rubbed he grew a little aroused, seems she knew a little bit of this after all. To Love my Lopunny She could smell his scent. It was different to her trainer's but it still gave her that wonderful tingly, excited feeling. "You smell nice." She murmured, wagging her tail eagerly, waiting for him to make the next move. To Love my Lopunny The Growlithe smiled gently "As do you," he said pounding on her gently, her back against the ground. "I wonder if you taste as good," he said to her. He licked under her chin, before slowly moving down, his rough tongue flicking over her nipple before settling in between her thighs and licking at her slit. To Love my Lopunny Vesta blushed and moaned softly as his tongue began to explore her, gasping when it ran over her slit. "Aauh..." She purred, stroking his ears. "Mmn, that feels good!" Lace had done thing before but her tongue was soft, not rough like the Growlithe's. To Love my Lopunny He growled gently, liking how she rubbed his ears, even the other female just seemed to allow it, but did nothing to enjoy it. "You taste sweet," he said, his tongue slipping into her cunt every now and then. To Love my Lopunny The vulpix's legs shuddered with pleasure, eyes closing as she enjoyed it, whimpering softly each time his tongue slipped into her. Her hips jolted a little towards each lick. To Love my Lopunny It was much nicer this time, having such a willing female who didn't object to anything it seemed. His rough tongue spread her pussy wide each time he licked. "I hope your not thinking of being gredy and having me do all the work," he said. To Love my Lopunny "N No...of course. Mnnh !" She gasped, legs trembling again. "Just...so hard to move... when it feels so good." She whimpered, stroking his ears again. "Nnn, let me move. I'll...mmmh...make you feel good too."Once he drew back, she lay on the ground and rolled onto her back, leaving him free to move over her so continue licking as she was now able to reach his member. To Love my Lopunny The growlithe smiled as she cried out in pleasure, his member had left his sheath and had begun to swell with arousal as she went onto her back. Hemoved so he was licking her once more, and his member was close to her face. To Love my Lopunny Vesta shuddered with pleasure as he started licking again, toes curling and tail twitching. Her warm breath washed over his member, tongue running along the underside and circling the tip a few times before drawing him into her mouth and sucking gently. To Love my Lopunny Growlithes length grew rapidly, the crinsom member slick with her saliva, at least the underside. It wasn' as big as Aidens, but it was so much stranger, the tip wasn't rounded but a little more pointed the Aidens, and of course the color of it was different "Mmmmh...grow....lithe," the pokemon resorted back to it's native tongue as he felt this pleasure. To Love my Lopunny Vesta purred, licking and sucking a little more eagerly. Her paws rubbed at his sides, giving him more sensation to enjoy. To Love my Lopunny Growlithe couldn't handle so much at once. He began to pump his hips a little as she sucked on him, in the angle his member was in it actually went pretty deep into her mouth it was almost like he was trying to fuck it rather then enjoy he giving him a blowjob. He nipped her thighs gently and his tongue stayed deep in her little pussy. To Love my Lopunny Vesta whimpered and moaned in delight, arching her back and little. Gripping his hips, she tried to slow him a little bit before he accidentally choked her or something. She had to slip her mouth off after a moment. "Do you... want to play a different way?" She gasped. To Love my Lopunny Growlithe panted "Y...yes..." e grunted feeling he would have burst inside her mouth had she not suggested otherwise. To Love my Lopunny She shifted about, trying to turn around while still beneath the growlithe. Wagging her tail, she nuzzled him and licked his snout, letting his hot, hard member rub into her wet, warm slit. "Mnnh..." To Love my Lopunny This position was actually a little new to him as she was still on her back,most fmaes prfered to be in the traditional mating position. Softly h moved though, his member rubbing her slit roughly. To Love my Lopunny Vesta moaned in delight, wrapping her arms around him and trembling with pleasure. "Mnnh !" To Love my Lopunny Growlithe angled himself as best he could before he thrust forward. His cock hit just right, and it slid deep into her tight little pussy. "Nnnh....so good....so tight," he growled before thrusting fast, and hard. To Love my Lopunny Vesta tilted her head back, squeezing a little tighter around him again. "Mnnaauh!! Ooh, yes." She purred, squirming a little beneath him. To Love my Lopunny The striped dog pokemon was in pure bliss as his length pumped in and out of her tight cunt. His tongue lolled a bit as he panted, thrusting into her harder even. Unlke Aiden he had less self control, wanting to satisfy himself more then she. " Mmmm..nmh...so good so good," he grunted with excitment. To Love my Lopunny The Vulpix tensed and writhed beneath him as she enjoyed how good it felt but it didn't compare to Aiden. She could feel it building but not as fast as she was used to. Panting softly, she moaned. "Please...h harder !" She begged, arching her back up. To Love my Lopunny The growlithe did just that, thrusting ito her harder, his back legs where powerful and where now workig at there maxed compasity. He howled, letting out a pleased noise, though he seemed unable to speak clearly and would resort to pokemon every now and then. To Love my Lopunny She trembled and whimpered. She was so close but he wasn't hitting those spots that would push her over the edge. She panted, writhing to try and help but he seemed more concerned with his own pleasure. She whined in frustration and need, tail twitching. To Love my Lopunny Growlithe fucked herpussy harder, faster, he was on the verge, and thats all that really mattered to him. "Close....close" he managed to say, his tongue hanging out of his mouth in delight as he felt his knot beginning to form. He ground his hips, trying to get the thick buldge into het tight cunt, with a small 'pop' he managed to spread her a little wider and get it in before thrusting even faster, his buldge tigging her pussy slightly as he did. To Love my Lopunny Vesta moaned a little louder when she felt his knot tie into her, eyes closing. He was close, she could feel him twitching within her tight, hot walls. "Y Yes...I'm nearly..." She whimpered, wanting to peak too. To Love my Lopunny Growlithe began to thrust wildly as his urges grew stronger. He was panting heavily as his length pistoned in and out. His hind paws holding her tighter around the middle as he began to howl in pleasure. His member swelled before he began to release, filling her tight pussy full of his pent up seed.

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Alex in wonderland

Alex's green eyes travelled up the massive door "what...the heck?" he whispered to himself looking at the knob "how....and im gonna do this?" the boy walked towards the door, and sighed softly, he wore a light blue shirt and black pants, his hair a light brown almost blond colour "hello?!" he called, wondering where the heck that rabbit person had gotten off too, his eyes staying on the giant door, and in perticular the shiny doorknob. It was just sickening, utterly sickening to be this absolutely late! But wait! Not only was she late, for a very important date! But someone, something had followed her in, followed her through the rabbit hole and unfortunately caught a glance of what was under that dress of hers because those dresses just weren't made for crawling. But she hadn't expected to crawl! She had expected to be on time! But her ears twitching and her head turning, the sound of a voice from the otherside of the door left the rabbit curious, leaning forward before jumping back on the toes of her shoes. Oh dear ! She had led someone down down down, the hole in fact, and even shown them to the door! But it was just rude not to teach them how to get through now wasn't it! "Listen to the door silly, he's got all you need!" Her voice was light and airy, quite expected from her petite, though lightly curved frame, just upon her words, the door seemed to creek on it's hinges, not opening, though eyes emerged from the pannels. "All you need indeed . What is it that you need?" he looked around as he heard the voice "is that you? mrs. rabbit? where are you?" he then listened as she spoke, finally looking back at the door, backing up a few feet as it began talking "what....i need?" he looked at it "i...i need to get out of this room!" he says simply "throught you i guess..." he sighed, was he dreaming? this was all some....amazing dream, he had litterally followed the bunny girls butt down here, it certainly seemed odd. Wiggling her small nose, the rabbit leaned toward the door carefully, listening as though it really took that much to listen through such a large door. "Can you see through my peep hole?" The door asked, voice mellow and a bit drowsy, the rabbit like female stomped her foot lightly, "He's much too short for that silly door!" Of course he couldn't see through that damn peep hole, though the door merely blinked it's lazy eyes and creeked again, another tease at opening. Unfortunately, the rabbit was momentarily saddened that a new guest had to enter her home in such a way, because without this door, there would be all sorts of people running through her home willy nilly. No need for that. "Tell me why you followed the white rabbit, and I may open w i d eee." he blushed "why...i...followed the rabbit?" he looked down "well she was pretty and...well the hole...she had a nice ass!" he smirked, but blushed "i wanted to see her more....i guess...." he shrugged and looked away. "An honest answer makes a wise man. Hmmm," With a movement that was silent, surprising by a door that made such noise by just shifting slightly, the door opened carefully to reveal a slightly frowning rabbit, tapping her foot on the ground. Hands set solidly at her almost nonexistant hips, the female had evidently been eaves dropping but for goodness' sake, it was her door. "No manners, no manners at all, I swear." Huffing and blinking faintly through her bangs of white blond, the female turned and began walking on her heels swiftly, almost dragging him along behind her, "Come on! We're late!" The white dress of hers holding on to her curves, leaving room for the soft fluff of her tail to twitch on the occasion, brushing off a piece of nonexistant lint from a side of her dress, mind you that only stopped at an inch past covering her rear. Again, she had no intention of crawling today. "You're not supposed to stare at things like that!" Of course she was still holding onto what he said. "oh uh...hello..." he rubbed his arm, suddenly being pulled by her he walked quickly behind her "im sorry b but..." he sighed "it was amazing..." he blushed deeper "sorry....but...w where are we exactly?" he looked around, wondering where they were, and why this girl this....rabbit? was here, and talking so oddly. The entrance, or now exit rather, of her home becoming nearer, the rabbit hurriedly moved from inside the already topsy turvy house into the outside world of Wonderland. Beyond her white picket fence was a nestle of trees and the sky seemed to be moving with more than just clouds and birds, while the trees seemed to be singing out rampant songs that all somehow managed to flow together. "Where are you you mean? I know where, I am, but you my dear, are in Wonderl OH WE ARE SO LATE!" After stopping and unnoticably to her in the middle of his walking pace, standing firmly even as her tail wiggled against a part of him that she had no time to tell what it was, the large saucer sized pocket watch caused her to jump quickly. "Oh I know it's amazing! But I, nor you, have got the time, I've lost it, lost track! I must leave!" And without hesitation, she moved toward the picket fence and found herself pausing, ears twitching in the air and frowning harshly as she saw footsteps draw near her yard. he followed her, blushing as her tail rubbed his crotch "h hey wait up!" he jogged after he "what? what is it?" he looked at her, then where her eyes were looking "foot....footsteps?" he looked suprised "w whos there?" he asks, looking to where they stopped. "No Chessy! You don't get to touch him yet!" Although she was late for her important date, the rabbit held her ground as the footsteps emerged into shoes, shoes filled with feet, and suddenly slender, bare legs, before those legs met with the soft fabric of lavender colored shorts. Those shorts led up to nothing, noting but shorts and legs sitting slenderly on the picket fence, legs waving lightly. "Ohh, I don't get to play? Well Bunny, what makes you think you've got the time to play ?" Emerged a voice, from seeming nothingness, when really, oh really, the rabbit knew. The bunny knew. "You've got him blushing, but I'll have hi " "CHESSY!" The rabbit got a little louder in cutting her off, clearing her throat faintly before nodding toward the grin that slowly appeared beneath a full set of lips. "Cheshire, actually, is my name. Cheshire cat. . Who are you?" Following the grin fell a set of chocolate brown orbs, half lidded and bedroom worthy, her feet were bare, though still there was no torso to be shown. ohohsee me. haha, I totally forgot you were supposed to play the rabbit. want to simply switch for me having the rabbit and you having the queen of hearts? he looked at the cat "um...n nice...to meet you...legs...." he couldnt help but notice her amazing legs, he bit his lip "So...um....do you have an upper body? or...j just a face floating in nothingt?" he smirked a little, this place was...insane.... The grin emerged again, the rest of the figure disappearing and shoes no longer making an imprint on the ground, the female found her arms wrapping around the male from behind, chest pressing against his back. "Not quite dear. Not quite. There is no such thing as nothing here, the little bunny wabbit didn't tell you?" Releasing him from her grip and still invisible, her figure stepped behind the rabbit, her body slowly coming into vision as her arms tucked themselves under the blond's chest. "You're in Wonderland honey. Now, who are you?" Her words were almost mythical, dancing across the air in an appealing way that made one lean in to listen, though with the way she was holding onto the Rabbit, most of anyone would want to do more than just listen. "Chessy !" Though her words were of restraint, there was no movement made to move from her grasp, tilting her head in awaiting an answer to this ever important question. Yes, who in fact was this gentleman? he looked at them, well her, the rabbits breasts plumbed up with the cats invisible arms under them "W well my name is Alex...and well I dont know why im here...I....followed her....and..." he blushed, the rabbit was absolutely gorgeous "and...." he shrugged "i dont know really...." he longed to touch the rabbit, feel her breasts, she seemed comfortable with the cat behind her, that excited him further. The rabbit easily feeling the warmth of Cheshire's skin ontop of her breasts, it almost made it hard not for all of them to stare as Cheshire shifted her arms just slightly, teasingly giggling at the way they bounced softly. "You've got to be here for something now honey. . Judging by that look on your face, I know what you're here for." Her words were mumbled, her entire figure finally showing behind the Rabbit's body, Cheshire easily taking the girl out in height, though both, mind you the Rabbit watching with a slight tint of lust in her eyes, watched him carefully. Spinning her around quickly and causing her to lean forward slightly by the sudden movement, the Rabbit was now turned away from him, the same cute ass as before peeked at him slightly from under her dress, a hand reaching down and squeezing softly at a cheek. "Now you stop it Chessy! Not until we get to the tea party for goodness' sake!" Stubborn now and stomping her little foot again, snatching his hand and pulling him along, the time was going to be her downfall, walking quickly into the woods and leaving a grinning cat. "hey wait!" he called but was pulled away by the rabbit, looking back at the cat longingly, he sighed and followed the rabbit "whats this about a tea party?" he asks her as they ran, looking around, seeing all sorts of odd things. "It's one of the Hatter's Unbirthday's of course!" Although they were absolutely, terribly unconventional in their festivities, the Mad Hatter and the March Hare were absolutely wonderful. Not to mention their tea wasn't half bad either. The woods were thick around them, though bumbling voices became known as they moved forward, still holding tightly onto his hand, her footsteps slowed down a bit, peering from around a tree as though it would keep her moderately safe. ohohsee it's fine, and the twins can be next. you don't need to follow the storyline of the book to add the characters in, you can put them in whenever you like or feel the need to. "tea party?" he sighed "this place is so....weird...." he whispered, looking around, spotting two rather large people "um....who are they?" he asks, hoping she knew, they looked very similar, odd hats and high overalls, they spotted the two and grinned, walking towards them. "Weird. My dear, you have not begun to see " Pausing momentarily and peeking back around the tree, biting her bottom lip harshly at being spotted and seeing them advancing on the tree, unfortunately for such a place, the tree merely lifted its roots and walked from being the hiding place of the Rabbit and Alex. "Dammit." Cursing under her breath and setting her hands firmly on her hips, there was an expression on her face that she knew that this would just be time consuming. Oh dear. the two walked to them and smiled "so so so brother we have trespassers it seems!" one said, the other smirked as evily as his brother "yes yes indeed!" he rubbed his hands together "and such a pretty one the one is..." he reached to touch the bunnys cheek "a price we might as....to pass unhindered...." they both said, eyes on her.Alex reached and took her hand "lets just ditch them cmon!" Scrunching her nose rather unfondly, the rabbit let one of her ears flop before settling them both up in a directly standing position. "Trespassing! Neither one of you are intelligent enough to be hiding anything of importance anyway!" Alright, so maybe she was still a bit roused up from the way Cheshire had been touching her, though blinking quickly when a hand was reached out to touch her face, her head jerked out of reflex. Momentarily in a trance however, until he had her hand again, the rabbit blinked rather hard before turning to him faintly, still out of a good half of her mind. Or rather, a good portion of her mind. "a simple request we ask is all...." one said "all we require....is to pleasure us orally!" they both laughed, but seemed serious."you dont...have to do that lets go!" he tugged her hand softly, feeling worried for her, he didnt want these men taking advantage of her. The rabbit scrunching her nose again, unfortunately, she knew unlike Alex did that if they were to simply run away, there would be more debt to pay for supposedly 'spying' and 'trespassing' around the Dee twins. Though there wasn't a simple way to get out of this, the Rabbit looked at him with a shake of her head, "You're in Wonderland, remember?" Though turning back to the set of twins, she shook her head sternly at them both, their laughter not bothering her a bit. "There are two of you, and one mouth. Only if you can decide which of you wants it the most." Now this would become difficult, and she knew it would, because if clogging their memory was what it would take to get her out of this bind, then that is what she would do. they looked at each other, thinking "ill take her mouth!" one exclaimed "ill take her...." he looked down at her legs, licking his lips "her yummy pussy..." it seems they would not be outsmarted."no no no no...." Alex moved so the rabbit girl was behind him "well be going now!" he tryied again to pull her away, Her knees seemed to buckle slightly, the clever rabbit not as clever as she should be in this situation, wincing softly though letting Alex step in front of her. She would most definitely have to repay him for helping her, that is if they didn't come after her later. Moving with him however, when he began to pull her away, there was no longer hesitation in the matter, moving into the woods again to leave the twins back to whatever they were doing. "Well looks like we've got a little hero on our hands, hmmmm So you save the bunny, but what in returnnn?" The sultry voice of Cheshire emerged again, her voice faint despite how she was evidently a lot nearer than either of them expected. he jumped a little and looked around "what are you talking about cat?" he sighed "look i dont know...where i am...but i need to find a way home...can either of you help me?" he looked at the rabbit, then around, wondering where the cat was now. Her ears twitching carefully above her head, she heard the cat as it landed comfortably on a branch of a tree not far ahead of them, her nose twitching aimlessly as she walked along beside him. "Home? Where is home exactly?" Cheshire asked, brooding softly as her grin appeared, upside down this time, in front of them. The Rabbit looking up quickly, her eyes moved to Alex once he mentioned home, knowing he was not liking their world at all, but then remembering that he had followed her butt down the rabbit hole, she found it as a bit of his fault. "You see, this is home. But, if you like, I can make you feel a bit better about this place." The grin seemed to grow broader, if that was even possible, at the Rabbit's statement, shaking her head from side to side, "She can! She can! Indulge in her honey, indulge !" "i...indulge?" he looked at the face "ok...w what can you do for me cat?" he asks, looking up at the lips still, glancing at the bunny, hoping this would all work out in the end, might as well enjoy himself while he was here right? he walked towards the branch the cat was on, letting go of the bunnys hand. A giggle emerged from the cat, head now showing while the rest of her body remained transparent, she leaned down carefully from the tree branch as he neared her. "The question is not what I can do for you. It's what can the Bunny do to you." She corrected, head fading away and disappearing, again her figure emerging behind the rabbit, Cheshire had no intention of letting her get away this time, arms wrapped tightly around the Rabbit esque female. Moving her arm up slightly to push the lower half of the Rabbit's breasts up, the woman's face appeared again, lips moving across the Rabbit's cheekbone, "Indulge in what you have because you will never have it in your world. Your so called home." And they all knew he wouldn't. he blushed and looked at the rabbit, slowly moving towards her, nervously he touched her cheek, and bit his lip, he leaned in, and kissed her lips, his hands moving down to touch her breasts, plumbed up once more by the cheshire cat. The softness in the expression on the Rabbit's face, and the lustful expression on Cheshire's face made for an attractice sight, not to mention the way her arms tightened their grip around her breasts, affectionately pushing them up. The kiss however rendering the Rabbit speechless, her hands reaching out for him and pulling him in closer as her arms laced themselves around him, the arms around her breasts were almost released before a hand was slid down the front of the Rabbit's short dress. "Are you going to indulge?" The question was asked again, both looking at him with half lidded eyes. he blushed "i....i...." slowly he nodded "ok...." he whispered, slowly his hand slid down and under her dress, joining the cheshire cats hand, he blushed deeper and looked at the bunnies eyes nervously. The both of them knew that turning this down would make him absolutely ignorant, their figures moving together as Cheshire's hand gently raised the front hem of the Rabbit's dress, exposing the matching silk panties he had seen for maybe the forth time today. "What a dirty little bunny." Cheshire was speaking of the growing wet spot within her panties, the cat woman would only be here for a little while longer, just a little while longer, the Rabbit moving with a soft gasp of air as her chest was squeezed by another invisible hand. he blushed and slowly he slid a hand into the Bunny girls panties, smiling as he felt her wet womanhood, kissing her lips again he moaned softly, trailing a finger across her wet hole. Her lips kissing back at his with a bit of wanting behind them, Bunny wiggled her tail softly without knowing, Cheshire beginning to grin as her hand remained firmly planted on the breasts that fit wonderfully in her hands. The Rabbit's body easily pressed against his while his fingers roamed her moistening pussy, the cat began to carefully release the girl, invisibly watching the two of them after letting the Rabbit go. "You both are just delicious !" Well, it was true. he blushed and moaned, deepening the kiss, pushing her so her back was against a tree, he gently squeezed her breast, his finger poking its way into her pussy slowly, she could feel his erection poking her belly now. The heat rising between the two of them causing the Rabbit's ears to twitch a bit more than usual, her body began to grow hot against his touch while he found himself squeezing at her breast through the soft material of her short dress. His hard on however leaving a grin against her lips as she continued to keep her lips against his, parting them softly to allow his tongue access into her mouth, her hand slid between them and began stroking him through his pants. She did after all have to pay him back, and in pulling away gently, reluctantly at that, with her lips, she gave him a soft smile before murmuring, "We're oh so late." Moving down to be at eye level with his crotch, her tail twitched carefully behind her as her hands worked to unbutton and tug down his pants and boxers. Leaning forward just slightly, this easily gave him the option to merely look down and see the curves and cleavage of her breasts, fondly moving her tongue around the head of his shaft. he blushed and moaned, putting his hands on the tree, he looked down, eyeing her body hungrily, the bunny girl had an absolutetly perfect body! he looked around, was that cat still around? watching? he moaned again and his attention came back to the bunny, he bit his lip as he watched her taste his dick, it twitched slightly, begging to be kissed, sucked, stroked, a drip of precum forming on the tip. Although the chances were that he probably couldn't, the Rabbit could hear Cheshire lingering in the tree above, because who genuinely wouldn't? This was after all, Wonderland's resident White Rabbit, now gently sucking at the top of a human male's cock, sitting on the heels of her shoes and smearing pre cum over her mouth, this was in fact a sight that was definitely not one to miss. Her knees on either side of her as she continued to lean forward, pulling her head back to use her hand to firmly stroke his shaft from the bottom up, thumb smearing the mix of pre cum and her saliva before looking back up at him. A soft smile forming on her lips just by the way he looked at her with hungry eyes, she knew he, and his dick for that matter, were just short of demanding her to start sucking him off, though instead, and mind you still watching his facial expressions, her tongue moved from the bottom up just as her hand had. he moaned softly "your just teasing now...." he smirked, wanting her to start sucking, it felt amazing her toungue, but it woudlnt get him off, closing his eyes he groaned again "your so beutiful..." he whispered to her, opening his eyes again *maybe she'll be late for this tea party after all....* Giggling softly as her lips slid themselves back up his shaft, the blond haired girl shook her head lightly at him when he groaned out anyway despite her teasing. Though in reaching the tip again and letting her tongue move over it with a simple flick, looking down for a moment before letting her eyes move back up to him, her eyes made contact with his as her mouth began to take his entire length in her mouth. "What a little pro!" She purred from the branch, tail waving slowly in the air as she watched, almost as entranced as Alex was by the sight of the beautiful rabbit girl's head beginning to bob rhythmically against him, cheeks pulling in softly through each suck. he sucked in air and closed his eyes halfway, putting a hand on her head, not putting pressure, merely to encourage her along "god your good!" he moaned, and moaned again his large dick felt perfect in her lips, he was amazed she could take the whole thing just about. There was no action of gagging as she took his length in and began moving her head to carefully get a feel of him in her mouth, her ears flopping only slightly at the top, his hand on her head only made her head move faster. The bobbing motion was now picking up speed, tongue moving around him from inside of her mouth while her bangs bounced over her eyelids, looking away from his eyes now, her eyes closed after watching his length reappear and disappear before her eyes, of course by her own causes. The tea party, sadly, was probably over and they may have to wait until tomorrow for another unbirthday, though her mind was only halfway on the tea party, her main focus being this huge thing in her mouth. he groaned loudly, he certainly wouldnt last long with this bunny girls skilled mouth around him, he rested against the tree, moaning for her again and again "god im not gonna last much longer!" he said, his words melting into another moan, he would surely find a way to repay her, he felt as if he had to almost, despite her feeling this was repayment for him getting her away from the twins. Absolutely adoring the way he groaned and grunted out in pleasure, her head shook against him as a moan of her own emerged from her mouth and against his erection. The wet spot in her panties was beginning to grow, this was in fact repayment for him helping her earlier, although she was enjoying it a bit more than she had planned or expected. Well not necessarily planned because what was in the plans was the Unbirthday that she had been invited to, but sucking his cock harder now and moving her head faster after he spoke that he was close to cumming, without so many words anyhow. Purring shortly emerged from above them, the cat still watching silently as her little Bunny devoured the large length of cock in front of her, knowing by the pace that she was going and the way she made eye contact with him that the Rabbit girl was enjoying it. "gooooooddd....." he whispered as his dick exploded, seed pouring into her mouth, it seemed he hadnt orgasmed in a long time just by the sheer volume of semen that came out. Her mouth now full of a mix of cum and cock, pulling her mouth off him with a soft, wet noise, subconsciously a bit of the sticky liquid fell over her lips and down her chin, though swallowing faithfully. Beginning to clean up her mess from her lips and chin, licking him only lightly to get the remaining cum off his cock, giggling softly and looking up at him with her large blue orbs, an innocent expression on her face as though she hadn't just sucked him off and then swallowed the remains. "Tea party?" The Rabbit's question generating a laugh instantly from Cheshire, it was absolutely amazing how the Rabbit's mind worked, all of them knowing the way she had sucked him off was enjoyed for both of them. he nodded weakly "t...tea party..." he smirked, amazed how innocent she looked, making a mental note to cum on that pretty face next time, he backed up from the tree, steadying himself, he offered her a hand to help her up. Giggling excitedly when he stated, without so many words, that their next destination was in fact the tea party, her tail twitching and her ears at their proper height, the blond stood up straight with the help of his hand. Smoothing the dress out to it's proper, though still short, length, her tail moved vividly before she took a firm hold of his hand and pulled him away from the tree, "Come on now! We're already late! We can't get side tracked again!" She stated, her figure walking in front of him as she let his hand go, within a short distance that only took a good nine or ten minutes, a bit of laughter and color seemed to emerge a little ways away. Another picket fence, not quite as tidy as her own, was before them now, the Rabbit easily moving through it and clapping her hands together happily to see the table covered in tea pots, saucers, finger foods, and all sorts of things. "Oh good! We didn't miss anything!" Though now peering over the table, her hands set against the table cloth and leaned over, standing on her toes for a moment as she leveled herself to look over the other side, "March March! I brought company!" he looked around "well...this place looks...odd" he smirked, soon a short man with a very large top hat made his way to them, eagerly pulling them to their seats, which at first were beside each other "well come to my unbirthday!" he smiled as he annouced the reason for their meeting. "Oh hush. You haven't forgotten where you are already have you?" The way she had given him head, maybe he had lost track and memory that he was still in Wonderland. Nothing greater than, but everything less. There was never anything short of odd here. After being set in one of the numerously cushioned seats, another giggle emerged before a set of ears emerged beneath her chair, another chuckle that could easily cause one to look around for Cheshire. "Looks like you brought more than just company Bunny Bunny." Though the March Hare's movement wasn't seen, a feather reaching out and tickling her between the legs, blushing softly before the Hare turned up on the opposite side of the table, eyes growing as wide as the saucers around him as he stood triumphantly, "Happy Unbirthday! It's yourrr unbirthday too, isn't it?" He asked, now letting his eyes drop on Alex. The Doormouse sitting in a chair not far from Bunny, the intoxicated and always inebriated mouse hiccuped softly, her tiny frame twitching lightly, "Companyyy Companions for Unbirthday PARTIESSS !" Good and Drunk before, well, twelve. Alex looked around, so many odd characters here.... "um....hello..." he said to the drunken mouse that was sitting on the other side of him from the white rabbit, hoping to get a normal, if drunken response from the little mouse, something he could feel at least was normal. Having crossed her legs tightly beneath her to avoid anymore altercations with the Hare or the Hatter for that matter, her eyes turning to the drunken mouse beside her, the Mouse leaned toward the table before giggling almost frantically. "Unbirthday unbirthday, it is your unbirthday!" The mouse chanted, thankfully not noticing the tail that waved almost like a clock behind her chair, Bunny's ears merely twitching in the announcement that Cheshire had arrived, the Hare seemed to lean in as well, holding a cup of tea quite sloppily. "His name is Alex," The Rabbit said, almost as if this name were important or even spectacular, her little hands clapping together with a giggle, each of these new creatures making jolly noises all around. "Alex!?! ALEX!?! What a peculiar sloppy sloppy name!" The Hare instantly retorted, slurping up a cup full of tea, a hole in one side of the cup with not a drip of tea falling from it. "Oh? and whats your name?" he asked the Hare, not knowing the bunny as anything but bunny, and the cat anything behond cheshire cat, figuring Alex was a much better name then "Hare" he smirked, and looked over at the hair, he would have said something about what they had done to the White rabbit, but of course he hadnt know it had happened, looking around, the mad hatter banged his teacup on the table, much like a judge might at a court, despite it being fragile china, and very much full of hot tea, it stayed much the same despite his movements, and as if just to concrete the absurdity of his actions he then took a small sip of the tea "this is my unbirthday and i want you all to stop such arguments!" of course what he had said wasnt wrong, it was his unbirthday, but from what Alex had heard it was also everyone elses. The Hare stood in his chair with a bit of prestige, as though it made his name even more important, "I am the March Hare, thank you dear ma'am." The tea not reaching another mouth before the occupants at the table were required to switch chairs, the Rabbit moving in line carefully, the Mouse remained where she was up until she caught notice of the tail once it flicked in front of her. Screaming at the top of her lungs and in a drunken stammer at that, her head shook vibrantly, mousy brown hair falling over her face, "CATS! CATS CATS! STACS CATS!" A hiccup following suit shortly afterward, the Rabbit rolled her eyes softly, watching the mouse disappear beneath the table in a passing out fashion, shaking her head faintly before looking to the Mad Hatter. "I'm so so sorry I was late! Late late! I got. . Distracted." The end of her sentence causing the stares to direct in her attention, the now visible Cheshire grinned broadly, shaking her head from side to side because she had seen this distraction. And it was a big one. "A big big distraction." The cat chimed in, laughing broadly before sliding into a seat, avoiding the tea entirely. Alex managed to move to another seat, decideing he might as well take the now semi concious mouse's chair, he poked at her with his foot, a little worried for her, but said nothing, but blushed as he saw the now fully formed, and fully gorgeous, cheshire cat, he looked down at the mouse's tea, well he figured it was his now, and he was a little worried about its contents. "Must you always scare her?" The Rabbit asked softly, tilting her cute blond head full of hair, one ear lopped to the side as she looked to the Cheshire cat, the woman laughing softly before shrugging. "I haven't eaten her yet, now have I?" The wail from underneath the table generating another set of laughter from the woman, in his realm, she would appear to be at least around the age of twenty one, twenty two, while the Rabbit was a mere eighteen or nineteen. Though the Cat's attention faithfully turned to Alex, catching the blushed tint of his cheeks and leaning forward against the table, chest wonderfully pressed against it as her hand held her head, "Why, my dear, are you blushing so much hmmm?" he looked at her and blushed even more, turning his eyes instead to his tea, closing his eyes as he felt himself hardening again, his pants becoming tented, he could only hope the little mouse wasnt concious enough to see "im just....warm....?" he said softly, poking at his tea with a spoon, biting his lip and hoping she woudlnt torture him with this, he glanced at White Rabbit, all but begging for help. The Mouse moving around from under the table, the wide eared girl found herself creeping between his legs, looking up at him, "You don't seem warm to me!" The Rabbit frowning softly as she too noticed the tent building in his pants, slightly angered that Cheshire had done it again, she had already gotten her first dibs. Within the seat rotation, the Rabbit stood quickly, moving her figure into his lap and sitting quaintly, kicking lightly at the mouse to get her away from him, "He's just hot, is all." he blushed even more and groaned as her firm thigh rubbed against his erection, he closed his eyes and hugged her softly, looking over at the Cheshire cat he frowned, but didnt say anything, he stroked the Bunnies leg absentmindedly and slowly he started to grind his hips in a circular motion, rubbing his erection against her leg."now where did that mouse go?" the hatter asked no one in perticular, choosing to ignore the tense talking between the others, he ducked under the table, looking around for the mouse, eyeing cheshires legs, he bit his lip, and moved towards them, looking around, as is someone could see him, and gently put a hand on her soft smooth leg. Her cute ass wiggling itself further into his lap, she found that this tent in his pants was bigger than she actually expected, though comfortably settling in his lap once his arms wrapped around her waist, ears twitching softly. The feeling of heat rising beneath her dress, she could feel heat within her thighs, especially with his hips moving beneath her. Her hands on either side of him on the arms of the chair, her legs closed tightly within his lap, the heat circulating within her body, "Yes. . Just. . Hot." The Cheshire cat still grinning even as he frowned at her, she knew that he was expecting her to merely leave it alone. Of course she wasn't. "Oh mousey mousey, I don't think that's the weather messing with him." She stated, feeling eyes in places they shouldn't be, her tail moved carefully behind her, ticking slowly before looking down at the hand set on the smooth skin of her thigh, her tail continuing to wave lightly. The purple and lavender tail moving to roam over the hand, a grin causing her to lean back in the plush chair, looking under the table at him, "I suppose since it's your unbirthday." he tried not to moan, kissing her shoulder gently and closing his eyes he took a deep breath, feeling her burning hot body against his erection got him even more hard, he smiled a little at her.The hatter grinned, and slowly rubbed her leg, his pants too becoming tented, slowly he moved, looking up between her legs, wondering how much of an unbirthday present he could get... Her hips working similar circles into his crotch, her hands gripped at the arms of the chair again, the White Rabbit let her eyes become half lidded, wiggling back carefully to become further in his lap, her ass properly placed above his erection. Perfect. Legs sitting between his now, subconsciously, she raised her rear softly, tail twitching in his lap and again, the edges of her panties peeking out from beneath her dress. Letting his hand caress the skin of her leg, the Cheshire Cat tilted her head softly, spreading her warm thighs and looking down at him when he looked up with a curious expression. "And since I know you've never had a Cheshire Cat for your unbirthday before. ." Her tail moving vividly across the side of his face, her grin spread her lips, legs still allowing him to fill in the space between them. he kissed her shoulder again, and moaned, glancing around, the cheshire cat seemed to be messing around with someone, was the Hare didnt seem to be doing much, and still the mouse was nowhere to be see, he groaned soflty now, grabbing her hips, kissing at her neck, sucking on her.He grinned excitedly and imeadily pressed his lips to her pussy, swirling his toungue eagerly around, tasting her wet hole. Pressing down into his lap hard, the female slid her hands behind him to unzip his pants, hands stroking him gently behind her before curving her lips into a soft smile. Leaning against the table again, the White Rabbit seemed to giggle softly in front of Alex, standing carefully and wiggling her rear at him as though teasing him to do something about that cute little ass of hers. "Mmm, I think I'm a bit better than your tea. . Don't you agree honey?" The Cheshire cat murmured, legs spreading just a bit wider once his tongue began eagerly slipping around her pussy, her skirt having easily opened with the spread of her long legs. Back pressed against the cushion of the seat, her hand settling beneath his top hat and slipping into his frizz of hair, pushing his face further in. he leaned foreward and planted a kiss on each of her assk cheeks, running his hands over her smooth round butt, he stood up, and smirked, kissing her back he slid off her pants, sliding his dick up against her, his dick sandwiched between her ass cheeks, like a hotdog.he moaned in response, licking deeper, closing his eyes tight as he tasted the meschivious cat womans snatch. The tea around the table seemed to still somehow be steaming, cups clanking around in their own manner as though numerous sexual acts weren't going on around them, it only made the mouse smile and hiccup, watching from her spot under the table. Marvelous Marvelous, Drunk Mouse. For a moment though, the White Rabbit realized this was a little bit of her fault, though now her mind was on his lips against her warm skin, her panties being slid down causing a soft shiver. Though she had already paid him back for helping her earlier, she didn't mind at all that he sandwiched his cock between her ass, smiling softly as she raised her hips slightly, wiggling her wet snatch above the head that she had only sucked off not more than an hour ago. The moan letting Cheshire know that he had easily agreed and more to her tasting better than his very own tea, a laugh emerged from her figure, though it was a bit breathy, feeling his tongue dare to delve deeper inside of her.

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/One of the Guys/ Me and dhaze85

It had taken Remus weeks to work on his old school friend. Starly Draige, a girl that had hung out with the guys. Been one of them nearly, and had been in on a lot of the things they had done. No she wasn't a marauder, but she damn well knew how to keep a secret. Amongst the group her nickname was Dragon, a play on her last name. Draige being Celtic for Dragon. The girl really was a lot like the dragons the boys had grown up learning about.It had taken weeks, to work on her and get her to come over and see Sirius again. Remus knew, he had watched her when she was in school. The reason she never put her heart into the dates they set her up on, was because she cared about Sirius. She saw a side of Sirius that most other females didn't. Of course she hung out with them more then other's did.Remus had gotten everything ready, he said she should come over to relax and think about old times. Really they where going to get the woman laid finally. She was in her thirties now, and she had avoided sex of any kind. Meaning that Sirius and himself needed to help her. Everyone else was out of the house for the day, and there really wasn't many around. Sirius' mother had been silenced, and Starly was to arrive soon.He had been conversing over letters, and since she was a Hit Witch... people knowing what she looked like was usually a bad idea. But she was arriving, and Dumbledore said it was a good idea. She was in the New Order, anyways. There was a faint knocking on the door, and the man approached the door, opening it to a site that was wonderful for sore eyes.Starly had decided to dress nice, since she was seeing her old friends. Now well into her thirties, she had matured well. Becoming a rather attractively androgynous sort of woman. Her eyes where still the same bright blue that her friends would remember. The kind of icy blue that shocked you when you first saw it. Her hair was slightly grown out. Being mostly brown, but with blond tippings.It was messy as hell, messier then even James had let his hair get. She had grown as well, going from five nothing to five six. Standing tall and with a figure that most of the girls had to train hard for. But that came from all the qudditch she had played in school. She was clan in black slacks, and a black t shirt. Wearing a muggle device called a trench coat. She loved muggle clothing, but then her father was a muggle.Her wand was holstered in her sleeve, ready at a flick to fight. She stepped into the house, and followed Remus. Trusting her old friend to guide her well. Once they reached the room she crashed down unto the bed and sat crosslegged. Having kicked her boots to the floor. "So this is Sirius' old room?" Sirius had been rather aprehensive of Starly's visit, and had spent the day pacing around most of the house. It was probably fortunate that Remus had insisted on going to meet her alone....Sirius likely would've made some big scene in public no matter how much he tried to restrain himself.....this girl was something special after all. She'd been one of them, one of their closest friends....looking back she was a damnsight better than that bastard Petigrew had been.....Starly should've been the fourth Marauder, not Peter, perhaps then things would be better today....but no....Sirius had been one of the ones to voice the opinion that the marauders were a men only group...they were just kids after all, and besides, the map even showed the routes in the girls changing and dorm rooms, and they couldn't have the girls finding out about those now could they? Even if it was Starly.With a sigh Sirius just shook his head, looking up as he heard people entering the house. He was in the kitchen, and Remus had led her straight upstairs, towards Sirius' old room. Boy, the guy really was putting the little plan into action quickly....he'd expected perhaps a little more small talk or something before they even went upstairs. He couldn't help but chuckle slightly, shaking his head and pouring out a few drinks, then turned to head upstairs, hearing Starly speak up from down the hall. "Old room? I'll have you know it's still my room" He stepped into the room and grinned slightly to her, moving over to hand both Starly and Remus their drinks, something nicely alcoholic. It would help things be more relaxed, and help what Sirius and Remus had planned go a little easier. "So then little Starly" Sirius had always called her small due to her being so much shorter. Even now he was still the taller one, clearly happy that irony hadn't left her the waller one. "How've you been all this time?" Starly bit her lip faintly as she watched Remus. There was something up about the guy, just by his actions. She became wary for a moment, and shifted a little to uncross her legs. Her body slowly accustoming itself to being around the guys again. Her legs shifted apart more, as she let her arms rest against the bed more. Leaning back and arching up her back quite well.It was quite obvious that little Starly had grown up and out, quite well. She smirked faintly as Sirius entered. Her heart about to break almost. Older, but still as attractive as had been in school. More then that, he still reminded her of so many things. So many things she might want to forget more then anything. Damn games they had played as children.Sirius had been her First Kiss, and he had been the first guy she saw naked. That had been complete accident, and he had freaked out more then her. She had come busting upstairs to tell all of them about how one of her personal pranks had gone off... found Sirius naked... In bed with Remus. THAT, was something she would take to the grave with her. Both had been so frightened she would tell someone. "Good... Life's been boring..." She whispered softly.Remus winced faintly as she shifted herself. Man she was making herself more then comfortable, and he watched as she took the drink and began sipping. He hoped Sirius remembered to make it something bloody strong, that girl drank like a fish. It took two bottles of firewhiskey to get hertipsy. Usually he wasn't one to be overly attracted to women, but when she shifted herself he felt a rush go through him.Truth be told, all of the guys at one point and time had discussed how to help her. When James had been alive. Peter had a crush on her like no tomorrow, and she had smashed Peter's heart like there was no tomorrow. She had always said she didn't like him, and even to his face. A weak smile passed over his features as he watched the female drinking.Already she was like one of the guys again. He looked towards Sirius, and arched a brow a moment. It was obvious she hadn't dated, just simply because of how she was acting with them. Like nothing had ever happened, at least she wished nothing had. "Boring hm? Oh come on, I thought your line of work would always be interesting. That's what you said at school wasn't it? That you'd never ever be bored when you did finally get a job?" Sirius smirked slightly, raising his glass to her and then taking a sip. He'd made sure to give Starly a drink slightly different to the other two. Hers had been laced with a potion to increase the potency of the alcohol, though to her that would probably just make it as effective as normal alcohol on anyone else. Still, it would at least help level the playing field. He couldn't help looking her up and down as she moved slowly, admiring her form.....one thing Starly had always been was sexy. Perhaps she didn't have the biggest chest or the longest legs....but what she did have was in practically perfect proportion to the rest of her body....though flat chested was something nobody could use to describe her, that much at least was obvious."So then Starly, from what little Remmie over here tells me, you still haven't found yourself a boyfriend. Been scaring them all away with your nasty glare?" He chuckled and went to sit down right beside her, putting his free arm around her shoulders, much as he had back when they were in school. "Y'know you're seriously missing out. Now come on, there's got to besomereason you seem to turn down every man that comes onto you. And you can't tell me that seeing me and Remus back in school wasthatmentally scarring" Starly slowly drank her drink, eyes watching the two males. She rolled her eyes at Sirius' comment and stuck her tongue out. There was a flash a metal, Ooohhh tongue ring! She smiled faintly and just shook her head as she rolled her shoulders back. "I Saidlifesbeen boring. I missed you guys... " She whispered softly and weakly, did her voice quiver there for a moment. A soft and shimmering shake of the tone, that would have probably been missed with anyone else, but these where her friends... they would know.She bit her lip as Sirius wrapped his arm around her shoulder and began asking her questions about her personal life. Maybe it was the time, maybe it was the liquor, but her tongue seemed looser. She sighed softly as she slumped down a little bit. The bitter laughter slowly leaving her lips. "Never noticed, never will..." She said softly as she sighed and just tilted her head back. What was in this drink, she was actually feelingreallygood!Remus watched her with questioning eyes. He knew the females actions, knew how to read his friend like a book. But whatever it was that was bother ah that had to be it. She really had missed them, and the thought of James and Lily had probably worked the tears on the female. She never cried, not even in front of all the guys. No she had never cried, and all of them had at one point or another. A Lily and James Funeral, she had stood there like a pillar of emptiness.He had watched her from the sidelines, as she rolled her shoulders back and had just stared into empty space. It was like a part of her died at that event, and that part curled up into a ball and hammered itself to death when Sirius ended up in Azkaban. But that wasn't now, that was the past. He watched the way the female was now, the words she whispered. He almost wanted to choke on his drink. Bloodyhell! She was still deeply in love with Sirius!That caused a chill to work down his spine. What was it really? He couldn't tell. But all he knew was, is that she was hurting and he wanted to help her. She was his friend, part of what little pack he had left. "Dragon, love..."He said softly as he sat down with her and Sirius. Pulling her against himself a little and running a hand back through her hair. That was enough to cause the woman to collapse. Shoulders shaking in pain as she buried her face in his shirt. Still yet there were no tears, only empty shaking. Sirius blinked slightly as he watched Starly seem to half break down, though she didn't seem to be crying. Still, this was certainly a start....a start to the healing process. He slowly reached out, squeezing her shoulder and rubbing it, shuffling closer and almost snuggling into her side softly. "Come on Star.....you can let it out....you can let it all out with us. It's about time you stopped holding everything back....you can't hold it in forever" He leaned over a little more and smiled, gently slipping his arm around her shoulders as she leaned against Remus. "You're with us now....we'll take care of you Star....you know we'll take wonderful care of you...." Sirius rubbed her shoulders once again, though this time it was a little more.....sensual. It seemed that now really was the perfect time for the boys little plan to be put into action.....Starly needed this badly....she needed to know that there were people who really cared for her, that really did want her around, that didn't want her to be alone anymore."You can stay here with us for as long as you want Starly..." Sirius reached his free hand up to gently stroke her head, running his fingers through her her, playing with it slowly. "We'll make sure you're alright....we'll make sure you get what you want....that you get what you need...." He had been leaning gradually closer as he was speaking, the last sentance being whispered softly into her ear, Sirius now gently pressing against her side, his face only now inches from hers. Remus watched the female, her shoulders shaking. "Love, it's time you came out and opened the truth. Though, Gods only know, what kind of trouble that will start." He whispered softly as he stroked her back. He would have thought that Sirius going to Azkaban would make Starly move on. But now, now he realized she cared just as much as he did. She couldn't move on, not when she KNEW the truth.Starly had waited all these years, for a chance to just let the truth out. Now Sirius and Remus where there together, a couple from what she could tell. Remus telling her to let it all out, could she really do that? Her eyes closed as her shoulders shook just a little harder, and the laughter started to bubble up a little. The tears welling up now as her face turned to look at Sirius. All his little touches, had brought her to a point of opening.Remus stroked his hands along her arms, running them down her figure. Even if she was a tomboy, she still had a nice one. He had always appreciated having her around. Guiltily enough, he had built his ideal woman off of the girl sitting in his arms. She was everything a man and a boy, could want. She was spunky and quirky. She knew how to play a mean joke, and she loved to just goof around. More then that she was protective of those she loved, but not clingy. She never got really overemotional like most girls at school had... She was just... what the guys had cared about.Starly turned, staring straight at Sirius now. Her eyes darkening a little, to a color akin warming and melting ice. "You want me to let it all out, Sirius you git? Then I'll let it out." Maybe it was the drink, fuck what had he given her? This wasn't normal firewhiskey. "First, since the thir... neh Fourth Year of school, I've wanted nothing more then to be the one by your side... Forever." She snapped as she felt the tears bubble up, a giggle flying from her lips as they slipped down her cheeks. "I nearly went mad, when they put you in Azkaban..." She whispered weakly. Sirius was caught off guard by the sudden admission from the girl, blinking and staring down at her almost in disbelief. Of course Sirius never was the sharpest of people.....back in school it had been everyone but him who'd realised just how Starly felt about him, and whenever anyone mentioned the possibilty he'd just laughed it off as a joke, always insisting that a girl like Starly wouldn't be interested in a guy like Sirius. Hell, if anything he'd more or less expected her to become a lesbian. She acted so much like a boy in every other way it just made sense to Sirius that the trend would continue. "You....wanted that? All these years? Wow Starly...." He moved a hand to gently rub her back, though as he continued it started to move more into a gentle, almost sensual, stroking of her spine. "You think you nearly went mad when they put me in Azkaban? How do you think I felt?" He chuckled slightly and shook his head, though at least the joke was clear proof Sirius was still the same boy he had been in school. He was still the same man Starly had fallen for, and his experience in Azkaban hadn't stripped him of his own self."Well Starly...." Sirius was thinking just how to do this, but as usual any forms of subtlety were just beyond him, and the only thing he could think was something a little more direct. "Perhaps tonight is going to be your lucky night then. You've got your two best friends here who love you very much, and want nothing more than to make you feel.....complete" He slowly lifted his other hand, cupping her chin and tilting her head up to look at him, then started to wipe away her tears gently. "Tell me, what would you like more than anything else right now?" He was slowly leaning a little closer, his face now barely inches from hers. Starly went rather still as Sirius' features crossed with too many emotions to count. Her eyes widening as the tears slowly trickled to a stop. He was commenting on her words, and then... then he made a joke. A bubbling laugh burst from her tightly closed lips. Making her eyes squeeze shut as she leaned against Remus and laughed silently on the inside. Still the same Sirius, just older and better. She watched him, as he slowly stroked her.It was sensual, and made parts of her wake up that hadn't been like that since school. A shuddering groan fleeing her lips as she watched him still. Bright blue eyes halflidded as he spoke. Her lucky night, she doubted it. She shuddered then as she watched him lean in, he was so close. It was almost breaking her heart, the way he was acting. Her two best friends, her two best...Gathering up all of her courage, and there was a lot thanks to the drink, she cupped his cheek in return to him cupping her chin. She leaned in and kissed him, not a very experienced one. But it held the sweetness that a girls first real kiss, usually held.Remus watched in silence, he knew that most others would be jealous... But he just couldn't be. He had seen it for years, the way the girl had watched Sirius. It hadn't been in a creepy stalker sort of way, that other girls had. Starly had genuinely cared about Sirius. There was even a few occasions, that the mysterious completed homework would show up on his bedside.Written in a rather masculine hand writing, so Sirius had automatically assumed it was Remus. But it had been Starly, as much as she had pretended to work against them, and prank against them. She was one of them, and on times he had commented to Sirius she should have been a Marauder. But James and Sirius where head strong and stupid young boys.It was a 'boys only club' no girls allowed. It had hurt her, whenever they said it. He could see that pain in her eyes. She had been a young girl looking for affection and love from her friends. They did it often, but those moments hurt her. It made her realize there would always be parts of them she wouldn't know. Well now, now Remus would share those parts. As she kissed Sirius, he leaned in. Trailing his teeth over the back of her neck. She knew what he was, and yet she didn't yank away. Even though it had been the idea of what he was trying to do, Sirius was caught off guard by the sudden kiss. In all honesty, he'd expected Starly to try and kiss him, then wimp out at the last second. He'd had ever intention of then kissing her but....well....this certainly worked just as well. If anything it worked better....it showed Starly she could have the confidence to do what she wanted, to get what she wanted. Plus Sirius could always tease her about it later. The man groaned slightly, then leaned in to begin returning the kiss, one of his hands slowly moving down to Starly's leg, ever so gently stroking at her thigh through her pants, trying to both relax and excite her at the same time. He wanted to make sure she enjoyed this....he knew it was her first kiss...and he wanted it to be memorable for her, a memory she could always cherish and take happiness from. He so desperately wanted to make up for hurting her all those years ago, to make up for being such an idiot....in part that was what tonight was all about. It wasn't just about finally getting Starly some action, it was about making her truly included in the group. Tonight....tonight would be her long overdue initiation into the marauders.When the two finally had to pull apart to breathe, Sirius grinned and slowly licked his lips. "Wow.....that was good.....have you been practicing on your hand...?" He grinned slightly, always able to find some way to turn anything into a joke, though he had meant it as a friend rather than anything malicious, then again he supposed Starly was probably expecting something like that. "So your first kiss hm? Perhaps tonight...." He started to lean forwards again, ever so slowly beginning to push Starly back into a laying position on the bed. ".....will be a night full of firsts for all of us...." Starly's hands cupped his cheeks and she kissed him back. Her mouth moving against his as she sighed softly in bliss. She was in heaven just by these simple actions. Her lips moved against him, seeking his own. Seeking the feeling that he aroused inside her body. Her hands slid down, bracing against his chest, and then one just simply tangled in his hair. She moaned against his lips a little, enjoying the sensation of his hand on her thigh. This was good, this was pleasure. She sighed softly as her lips moved against his. Shifting just a little, as she relaxed a bit more. He pulled back, and she shuddered faintly. Taking in deep gulping breathes. She laughed softly at his words, and then pressed her forehead to his. "yes, my first kiss..." She said lightly as he leaned in, and pushed her back. She felt Remus move so he was at her side now, turning her head to look at the other male. "I suppose it may indeed..." She whispered lightly.Remus smiled softly as he watched the two of them. All the while he continued to tease her neck. What a sensitive neck she had indeed! It was amazing how alive she become by just a few simple actions. A sigh of pleasure flew from his own lips, as he moved from behind the girl. Watching as his lover pushed her down slowly. Not girl, woman. Starly was a woman. Not only that, but Starly was going to be a Marauder. He was sure James would approve, this is how it should have been. "We shall take it slow, since it is a first...' He stated lightly. "Yes....nice and slow...." Sirius brushed his lips down across Starly's neck, then flicked his tongue out across her, licking her skin, tasting her sweetness...it sent a shiver down Sirius' spine, and he immediately moved to start licking up her chin, back towards her lips, running his tongue across them. Hadn't he said he was going to be going nice and slowly? Then again to a guy like Sirius this probably was slow. Normal for him was likely just pouncing and immediately stripping down. Still, Sirius was finding it hard to completely restrain himself, and his hands that had been gently massaging her thigh had moved up to her upper legs and then slowly moving up towards her stomach, though rather than the usual moving over her clothing, Sirius' hands 'accidentally' found themselves moving under Starly's shirt, fingertips brushing up across her stomach slowly, the touch almost featherlight as he continued moving his arm upwards, his fingers finally brushing across the base of her breasts, just pressing through her bra for a moment before pulling back, gauging her reaction. Remus chuckles softly as he watched his partner. As his partner worked, so did Remus. Slowly the man stripped off his own shirt. Then he slowly worked on Starly's boots and sock. Lightly rubbing her feet, since he knew how difficult her work was. She was probably on them for so many hours. They probably really really hurt. You know it was funny, the feet where one of the most sensitive zones in the body, when rubbed properly... could cause rather nice results. Good thing he knew how to rub them properly, and thats what he did. As his partner began to tease her in other manners, the wolf teased her in one of the best ways he could.Starly looked down at Remus for a moment. She was distracted for only a moment, and in that time Sirius started doing something bloody delicious with her neck. She arched up a soft sound fleeing her lips. She wanted more, Remus said slow... But Starly had never been a slow girl. She whimpered softly in delight, and when Sirius' tongue swept across her mouth she licked it right back. She reached up and laced her fingers in his hair, stroking them through his hair now. Hours of sitting there, listening to them talk about the things girls did that made them horny... She remembered Sirius' hair was his pride and joy. Stroking her hands through it now, she saw why. She arched up though when his hands moved, a slow moan raising from her lips. The bra he found was actually a sports bra, designed to keep the woman from bouncing too much. Oh she liked the idea of him touching her. Sirius had been slightly surprised to feel Starly rubbing her tongue against his own, but it certainly wasn't an unwelcome sensation. "Mmmmm.....you taste good Starly..." He lifted his head slightly, enough to just smirk at her as she ran her hands through his hair, before his hands started to slowly lift up her sports bra. He couldn't remove it whilst she was in this position, but he could at least slide it up across her chest, which he couldn't help but notice had developed well since they had left school. It seemed Starly had been a late bloomer after all, but when she had started developing....boy had she developed. This sports bra wasn't just keeping her from bouncing, it was hiding her real size beneath those clothes. Oh he was looking forward to getting more than his hands on those. Still...one step at a time. "Mmmm....just what have you been hiding from us up here...?" Once the bra was out of the way, both of Sirius hands moved under her shirt, gently grabbing both breasts from beneath, squeezing the firm flesh gently before his thumbs moved to rub up over her nipples. "These feel perfect....so very perfect" Remus laughed softly as he leaned in. Nibbling up along the females ear. Watching his own lover as he slowly pushed the sports bra up and nearly off of the female. She was coming alive with such vivacity, the wolf in him was loving in. The man was a little scared they would hurt her. "mmm Sirius, let's let her pull her clothes off for us." he said in a light voice. He had always enjoyed that act from his partners. While he himself was going to strip down while she did. At least till he was in nothing but his boxers. He didn't want to scare her just yet.Starly sighed softly in delight against his mouth. Her head tilting back then as he pushed her sports bra up. It wasn't a lot, not as much as Lily had gotten to. No, but it was a nice lovely handful with a little more. He started playing with her, and her mind started to fry. Her breasts where sensitive, they should be considering she had never taken a lover before. She rarely had time for masturbation either. The light touches, the firm squeezes, felt wonderful. "Mmmm so glad you approve. Now move...." She said lightly. Taking Remus words to heart and stripping herself down. Only to her underwear though. Sirius couldn't help but lick his lips as he pulled back. The idea of a strip show....it just aroused him even more. He knew how much Remus often liked the strip shows he would put on, so to be able to be the one watching would certainly be interesting. "Mmmm.....if I didn't know better I'd say she's a natural at this, wouldn't you Remus?" Sirius leaned back as he watched both of the others strip to their underwear, though Starly's breasts were exposed to them, the sports bra just resting ontop of the almost impossibly firm flesh, like they were defying gravity. Still, given how much Starly must've worked out for her job it wasn't much of a surprise. "Mmmmm......when did you get so hot little Starly....? Not so little anymore are you...?" He licked his lips, looking her body up and down. "Y'know Remus.....we got a show....so maybe we should give her one? We can give her a little demonstration of what she's in for tonight....what do you think?" Sirius smirked, standing up still fully clothed, though he was starting to teasingly slowly remove his shirt. Starly smiled lightly as she slowly pulled off her sports bra. Sitting up now and looking at both of the males. She reached over for her glass and downed the rest of the firewhiskey, a nice buzz overtaking the female. She shifted and sat crosslegged, resting her elbows on her knees, and then her chin in her hands. A show he said? That made her positively shudder in delight. She laughed softly as she tilted her head to the side. "I got hot while you where busy dicking around with that one Ravenclaw... I think her name was Cele? Or something like that?" She commented playfully. That was when puberty had started for her. Remus remembered, he came upon the female as she was freaking out from the blood."They really need to teach Sex Ed at Hogwarts, same as they do in Muggle Schools." Remus commented as he removed himself from the bed. "Well then Sirius, give her a show then, she's watching." He said with a playful smile. While he himself hooked his fingers in the beltloops of his pants and leaned back a little. "Nothing too much on our part tonight, this is about her... not us and then her..." He teased lightly as he nibbled Sirius' ear. With that the male slowly started to peel off his pants. "Don't be afraid, Starly love... We wouldn't want to hurt you..." He said lightly. "Well if they started teaching Sex Ed at Hogwarts, they'd need someone to teach some practical lessons too now wouldn't they?" Sirius grinned slightly as he stood up, playing with his shirt slightly, raising it just a little, then pushing it back down again, flashing just a little of his muscular belly for the briefest of moments, then covering it again. "Maybe I should go into teaching if they decide to do that hm?" He chuckled, moving away from the bed a little, starting to raise his shirt a little more, making sure that both could see....after all, both this man and this woman were going to be his lovers for the night....perhaps for longer...it all depended on what Starly wanted. "Well....we wouldn't want to hurt you Starly....unless you're into kinky stuff like that" He smirked slightly, clearly joking, though he'd learned that one could never quite tell with Starly about these things."But for now, just relax and enjoy the show hm?" He licked his lips, eyes fixed on her breasts as he slowly began to remove his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular chest inch by inch, the shirt eventually, or perhaps finally, being peeled away to reveal Sirius' entire upper body, the shirt being thrown at Starly to cover her face, filling her lungs with his scent. And of course the obscured view would just serve to tease her even more. "Now....to get these tight pants off.." Sirius waited for Starly to remove the shirt from her face, before he ever so slowly started to unfasten his pants, making sure to go as slowly as possible, as if he were tempting, almost daring, Starly to come over and rip them off him if she wanted things to go faster. Remus was pushed back just a little. Sitting down on the bed he leaned back a little on his elbows. Allowing Starly a generous glance at his rising erection. The male now bare, revealed things his friends rarely saw. His scars, but as she glanced at the female, and over her form he realized she had just as many. But being an Auror that was expected. What was NOT expected, was that some of them where blade scars. He ran a finger down the length of one, and watched as she hissed suddenly and yanked away. "Sorry love..." He murmured as he turned to watch the show."Sirius, if you taught Sex Ed, then I'd have to run you through with my sword." She said in a non chalant tone. If she had Sirius once, she would want to keep him, cling to him. She shuddered at that thought as she looked towards him. The shirt covered her vision, and she took in the scent of him. Her eyes watching him sharply now as she ran her hand through her mussy locks. "That's right Sirius, love... go ahead and get them off..." She said as she leaned back , letting his shirt rest in her lap. Suddenly a cold finger trailed down a sensitive part of her being, she yanked back and hissed. It hurt, hurt so much. "Please don't touch that one, unless you are meaning to cause pain... it's bad magic..." After a few more moments, Sirius slowly began to pull his boxers away, allowing his throbbing erection to spring free, the man gasping in relief. "Mmmm.....don't worry Starly...." He started to crawl towards her, leaning over Starly once more, gently pushing her against the bed, his fingers tracing across her bare skin, though after seeing her reactions he was being careful to not touch her scars, his fingers simply brushing across her unscared skin, his lips leaning down to kiss gently at her neck, ever so slowly moving downover, eventually starting to kiss at her bare breasts, before finally he was kissing at her exposed nipple. "Mmmm.....you really do taste good Starly...." He sucked gently on one of her nipples for a few moments before lifting up slowly. "Mmmm.....you know Remus....she's got two of these....care to join me?" He glanced over at his lover and grinned slightly, licking his lips. Starly laughed softly, a grin spreading across her features as she watched Sirius. He crawled across to her know, and she found herself falling backwards. Her hands threading through his hair for a moment, then the other running down Remus' arm. "It's ok... just don't touch the black ones..." She whispered as she ran her hand down Sirius' arm. He was touching her, in ways that her once younger self had craved. But had been too afraid. She shuddered as he kissed her neck and moved lover. Dangerous game he was playing at, dangerous came. His lips incased one of her nipples and she nearly lifted off the bed. A whimper of delight fleeing her lips.Remus gave a chuckle as he watched the other male. "No... I think I'll join you in another place..." He said as his hand skimmed down the bare flesh of Starly's womanhood. "You can get first shot at her, but I am going to get the first taste..." He said in a cheerful tone. Sirius knew how much Remus loved getting his partner off with oral ministrations. Now it was time for Starly to find out those joys. His lips grazed her inner thigh and then he shifted a little. "I'm scooting her to the edge of the bed.." He stated lightly. Then shifted and sat on the floor, pulling her towards him. He kissed her there gently before spreading her folds and giving her a long lick. "Mmmm Sirius, you'll like how she tastes here... Let's get her to come and we can switch spots for a bit neh?"

['Draige', 'Remus', 'Dumbledore', 'Starly']