Amnessia was sleeping blissfully until her phone began ringing on the nightstand nearest to her. It wasn't an obnoxious tone but the wind chimes that sang melodies in the air were assigned to a specific caller. While waving around for her cell, stretching in order to not disturb Megumi, the bowl of juice from their noodles gets whacked and crashes to the floor.
"CRAP!"
The deep ceramic thump stirs the younger Fushiguro but before he can ask what's wrong, he remains unnoticed as Amnessia holds the phone in front of her face and stares at it with obvious confliction. He doesn't understand why she's just letting it ring but when he focuses on the name that appears, he wonders, 'Temujin <3?', with a twinge of deflation.
Amnessia heavily sighs when the song ends but clutches the phone with tears in her eyes as the fresh wounds caused by her former lover proceed to bleed.
'What the hell does he want? He's a fool if he thinks I'll just run back to him…', though somewhere deep down, a part of her wishes for that due to comfort of the known and discomfort of new. In a bout of frustration, she sets the phone on the nightstand and lays her head back into the pillow. Megumi's arms tighten around her but she assumes it's probably a natural response to her body heat.
Resting his lips into her braids, Megumi thinks about how Toji never showed up for dinner the previous night and wonders if he's slowly being forgotten about. He's afraid that even with this new woman he's currently falling for, she'll forget about him too but that's when he feels her hand securing around his own as its cradled between her breasts, allowing a small smile to form his features.
'Was that Temujin person why she was crying when we met?', he asks himself while feeling the birth of a protector's instinct. They still have a lot to learn about each other but Megumi knows for a fact that she's special and unlike others he has known.
'Does this Temujin realize she's special too?'
Amnessia stares at her phone while being spooned by Megumi. Bemusement rages within her while equivalent curiosity expands over why Genghis would call her.
'Does he want to apologize?', she questions with a warmth until she recalls that he most certainly cheated on her. His demeanor when he returned from wherever he went after Gojo was turned was so nonchalant and arrogant as if his adulterous ways should've been expected. She thinks not.
'Screw him…', she utters internally as the soft hands of Megumi coax her back into relaxing, but that's when the phone rings again.
"Who keeps calling you?", Megumi inquires with a groggy voice, hiding anxiety.
"It's...Master Genghis.", is all she flatly says while taking a deep breath and sliding out of the bed.
Megumi's head is spinning once he puts together who Temujin <3 is, 'The current head Titer?! That old guy!?'
His confidence with Amnessia suffers erosion once he begins comparing himself to the faux head, not understanding how someone like himself could hold a candle to someone with that much influence. Right as he's about to ask her more questions he shuts his mouth since the wireless conversation has begun.
"What do you want?", she asks into the receiver, tone colder than ice. She stares at the wall with Megumi in her peripheral and sighs as she's made to wait for an answer, 'What a fucking ass.'
Megumi can't hear what's being said but then understands it's because there isn't anything to hear. He watches Amnessia check her phone screen before putting it back up to her ear.
"Temujin? If this is a prank I swear I'll-…", she stops with her threat because the insecure, broken voice of the man she loved is not what she was expecting. 'What's going on here??!'
"…Master Suguru…he's…he tried to end his life…"
Megumi becomes fully alert the moment she wails her despair to whatever was said and sits up in the bed, "Amnessia?"
He watches her drop to her knees with tears forming as her wide eyes feign complete disbelief. He doesn't understand what's causing this and cautiously climbs out of bed to near her but she's quickly telling the other end, "I'll be right there."
Amnessia hangs up the phone and anxiously grabs her shoes before straightening her robes, "I have to go.", not meaning to brush Megumi aside.
Megumi, doubt hoarding in his heart, releases her and studies her frantic behavior while wondering what could have stirred this otherwise collected woman to fall to shambles again so easily. He has to know so he asks, "Is everything okay? Do you need help?", but when Amnessia doesn't answer answer anything his pitch raises, "Where are you going??"
"Master Suguru is in critical condition, I have to go help him!", she ignores the squinting green eyes that seem confused so she adds, "I love him Megumi, he is like a brother to me!"
Megumi's whole aura darkens to the mention of Getou because he's only ever known the man to be the source of suffering. His mind automatically pulls him to the day when Elska's wing was found and then to the horrible accounts of what was discussed when Suguru attacked her a second time after the fact.
"Why would you care about someone like him?", he asks, completely unentertained by her sympathies for the monster.
Amnessia's dark brown eyes shoot over to him but with an abhorrent anger that she didn't mean. Before blowing up, she considers Megumi's perspective on things and comprehends that he may not be as up to date on Suguru and Elska's relationship. But neither is she and she realizes in full turn as Genghis's words replay in her mind over his attempt, "He's not who you think he is…", she forces out through strained tears.
"I could say the same to you.", retorts the stubborn Fushiguro. He wasn't intending to be so immature but from where he was standing there is no reason to waste tears over the man they refer to as Getou. His heart breaks though when Amnessia refuses to engage in the argument and merely collects herself before focusing her traveling technique. Megumi's eyes soften when he grasps that she's about to leave and yells, "Look he-I'm sorry!! I didn't mean to-…", in full regret but to nothing because she is already gone.
"GOD DAMN IT!", Megumi shouts into emptiness of his room, tempted to throw a few objects but refrains from acting out leading him to collapse to his butt on the floor.
"WHY DID YOU SAY THAT?!", he berates himself, mulling on how he may never see Amnessia again.
She literally saved him from the deepest pits of trauma, tended to him as he cried over the death of his mother. She fed him, cared for him, supported him and he feels he shit on it all by copping an attitude.
"Why would she come back if that's how I show my appreciation?", his energy begins to swirl around him, symbolizing the disdainful bubble he's encompassed himself in.
The door to his room swings open and as he's jerking his head over to see why, an excited Itadori blurts out, "NANAMI IS AWAKE!"
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Genghis sits there, staring at his pupil while hating himself for not being able to sync up and go into the final stage.
'Everything will be ruined if he sees my true form right now…', his brain soothes, knowing that this is indeed the truth.
He's anxious about Amnessia's arrival but honestly cannot wait to see her. He knows that he hurt her by abruptly breaking things off between them and he wishes he could explain that it's to save her life but he doesn't see how that would really help. Amnessia would simply brush it aside because of her unique abilities but Genghis isn't interested to take that chance for his master is, like he said, a cruel one.
While lost in thought, he feels the arrival of two sinister presences causing him to jump to his feet in surprise. He looks down to the unconscious Suguru with wild eyes and then to the sleeping Sain, 'I have to protect them.'
The clamor that can be heard from down the halls cannibalizes his sanity as he fears he knows who has come to visit them.
'Where is Amnessia?!', he worriedly thinks while the Titers begin parting the walkways in apprehension, screams springing from multiple areas of the crowds. Whispers such as "He's finally come to do it, he's going to kill us!", and "Please let the children live, they are innocent!", racketeer off the acoustics like madness encased in mud. Temujin is mid-step when he halts in place with a bead of sweat rolling down his face, his eyes landing to Satoru Gojo and Choso.
"Fuck.", he mumbles, thinking that this may very well be them taking advantage of the compound's confusion in Suguru's absence.
Gojo revels in the distress that surrounds him, thinking, 'That's right cunts…', wanting to maintain the idea that he would wipe them out any given minute. He can't help but smile at the faux head's concerned face enjoying the proof of his own overpowering existence and how it affects others. He goes to speak but Choso beats him to it.
"Please take us to Getou, we're here to help!", the being swears with urgency.
Genghis stammers in place and raises a perplexed, distrusting eyebrow as he cannot believe his ears.
The two adversaries he despises the most have shown up here to actually lend a hand?
His beliefs tell him not to be so easily swayed but the unequivocal honesty in both of their eyes floors him. He darts his gaze to Gojo who wears a genuine expression of remorse which causes Genghis to wonder if he's in a twilight zone.
"He's telling the truth.", Satoru shrugs his shoulders, "My love wants him back. So we're here to make it happen since Choso said he could reach him.", Gojo admits.
This is not something Temujin ever calculated for and as he accepts their offer and quietly leads them back to medical ward, he considers horrible ramifications.
He knows Suguru is kind deep down and grinds his teeth to how his pupil will react when his plans come to fruition; how the other turned will have to die. It almost stops Genghis from letting this happen for he's afraid of how much more this will hurt Suguru in the long run but when they enter the room to show his pupil, Genghis gives in.
Amnessia also appears at this time, already upset but this gets worse when she too sees Suguru.
"MASTER SUGU-!"
Temujin uses this opportunity to run over and hold her as she breaks down in his arms, "I know, I know dear…Shhhhh…", he draws her deeper into his clutch, "Calm down…shhhhh…"
Gojo observes this rather human display from the faux head but it doesn't lower his guard. Satoru has recognized for some time now that there's something up with Genghis. He can almost put his finger on it too when the variances surface in his energy but its so minute that not even the six eyes are bringing complete clarity. Choso pushes past him now, which makes Satoru scoff but the being's urgency is for the sake of his love so he understands.
Amnessia now realizes that Choso and Gojo are with them which makes her nearly leap out of her skin. The hybrid looks to her with care but she still can't erase their one experience together, causing her to feel extremely awkward, thinking 'JESUS. Not him again!'
Genghis, who is adoring the sensation of having her in his arms once more, picks up a scent that is not his own. He sniffs once quietly but when that wasn't enough, he does it again but she hears him do it distances herself immediately.
He narrows his eyes to her defensive demeanor and comes to the conclusion that some other man has been holding her in his stead.
'Who?', he wonders with a rancorous maliciousness that peers through his veil. The scent is familiar yet foreign leading him to realize that he honestly doesn't know who it belongs to.
Amnessia, frightened by Temujin's threatening eyes, retracts as she thinks about Megumi. There's no way she wants the younger Fushiguro to be the target of her former lover, she knows he's dangerous more so than anyone else in this entire compound. Miserably, she drags her view to Suguru again and feels compelled to touch him so walking past the statue that has become Temujin, she does exactly that, desiring to redirect the focus to their fallen leader.
Gojo doesn't have any proof but he's aware that a Titer woman has been with Megumi ever since he barbarically ended Sachiko and is already piecing together what's playing out in front of him.
'Is she the one?', he asks himself.
Satoru has not been able to face Megumi ever since the day in the forest, he doesn't know how to. He pretends as if he's already gotten over most of the guilt from his awakening but the truth is, it's slowly rotting him from the inside out. Gojo never liked Sachiko because of her hand in their misgivings but he'd already decided to let the woman live prior to his awakening for the sake of Toji and Megumi.
He kind of hates himself for what he's done and it's not until this very moment does he see a path to making up for it.
'If she is the one then she's Megumi's.'
His darkened blue eyes glue to Amnessia crying over Getou but then flash up to the brewing faux head.
"You know…", Satoru interjects as Temujin is seemingly about to pull her aside and states, "My love doesn't know the condition Getou's in but I'm hoping she won't have to if we do this quickly.", more than happy to cock block Genghis.
Choso kneels on the opposite side of Suguru as Amnessia and tells her, "I'm going to search for him in the final stage. If he's anywhere, it should be there, right?"
Amnessia, though still out of her comfort zone around the hybrid, nods and brokenly offers, "Ye-es. Th-thank you…I'll go with you since I've synced to him as well.", and is relieved when the being smiles kindly and accepts this.
Choso takes a deep breath but turns towards Satoru, "Hopefully this won't take long…", and then grabs Getou's arm along with Amnessia's hand, causing her to irritatingly gasp. He thinks about Naoya and all the conflictions that live within him over the past but placates himself with the idea of them all being together with Elska.
Where they all belong.
"Do your best buddy!", Gojo cheers with sincerity where only seconds later he witnesses the moment when Amnessia and Choso fall unconscious and layer the slumbering Titer.
Genghis, unnerved by Gojo tagging along when it was unnecessary, unfolds a light sheet for the medical beds and drapes it over Amnessia with care. He chooses to ignore the lingering eyes that study him in hopes that the silver shaman will get bored with this painfully obvious investigation.
"Why didn't you to Getou go yourself?", Satoru wastes hardly any time, "Surely, you're capable, right?", dying to hear the excuse, Gojo holds in a smirk as Genghis stands and glares.
"Someone has to be responsible for the compound…", Temujin half lies with perfection, "The only other Titers I would trust with this job are Amnessia herself and Sain,", he points to the other bed to show that the hunter was also out of commission, "Clearly, they're unable to."
"Hmph.", Gojo releases, admiring at the careful words chosen to be given back to him.
Temujin angrily seethes as his dark eyes drift over to Gojo, "I think the better question here is why did you come when you knew you aren't capable of helping?", he's quickly losing his patience while being compressed under all of this stress. First the pregnancy, then Suguru and now Amnessia entertaining another.
Satoru takes a step closer, calm and unbothered by the animosity growing in the room, "You don't really think I would be dumb enough to send Choso here alone do you?", Gojo's eyes narrow, "I know you've probably plotted to have him killed at least a few times. Your bullshit facade is worthless where I'm concerned."
Near the edge of his sensibilities, Genghis clenches his fists and imagines himself ripping Gojo's head off to savor that damning blood coursing through his veins.
'I cannot wait until you're eliminated…', Temujin yearns internally before stating, "Yes, our sides have had their differences but can you not tell that we are working towards a common goal now?", Genghis too holds back a grin when Gojo's eyes narrow even further and darken to his gaslighting.
Satoru nods, "Oh of course! We're closer to being a team than ever…", but smiles wickedly, "… and anyone that tries to ruin that though will be subjected to my form of punishment." Gojo now stretches his arms and yawns as if he didn't have a care in the world before adding, "Ever wonder which organs you can survive without?"
Genghis, dubiously triggered, launches from his spot and pins the amused Gojo against the wall, "YOU MANNERLESS FUCKING PSYCHO!I swear to all that exists that one day, that arrogant fucking grin of yours will fade as all the horrors you've unleashed unto this world come back unto you ten-fold.", Genghis slams his weight into the smiling shaman, "TEN-FOLD!", but then releases him with haste after realizing that he may have made a ghastly mistake.
Satoru chuckles, casually brushing off his shaman uniform, stepping away from the wall before meeting the heated Titer's gaze once more, taunting, "Yeah see, it would seem I was right about you after all. Your intentions for us are not good.", Gojo gleams with murderous intent, "So what exactly are you hiding, Genghis?"
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"I'm always left behind.", Toji grunts in the empty hall.
After convincing their need to go to Getou, Gojo reasonably tasked Toji with guarding Shoko and Nanami so they wouldn't be alone, more for Shoko's sake in case Nanami loses it; Satoru wasn't about to be careless with his friends. It makes sense though so Toji couldn't argue but he would much rather be with Naoya and Elska so he could know how she's doing.
He pulls out his phone to call her, chest muscles twitching out of tension over the bonding but he sighs his irritation when her phone can be heard vibrating in the other room.
"I guess it also makes sense why she wouldn't have it…", he mutters while choosing his cousin's number for a go but Toji's levels of aggravation reach new highs when he walks into the bedroom and finds Naoya's phone shimmying across a dresser.
"For fuck's sake!", he shouts, wondering if he can slip away if a new babysitter entered the equation.
Toji starts mobilizing towards Nanami and Shoko's room but stops when he feels his son, Nobara, Yuuji and Hiromi approaching their building. He knows they probably sensed Nanami but Toji can't just let them waltz in and see what a fucking wreck those two are right now. That alone may cause problems because he knows first hand how fucking disorienting the awakening is.
"Dad!", Megumi calls out as they all jog down the foyer, not even knocking before entering the main part of the home.
"Just getting a shirt on, hold-up.", Toji yells to his son while glaring at Naoya's phone, mumbling, "Little shit."
Hiromi turns right and power walks down the hall where he knows answers lie but he stops when Toji shouts for him to.
"Don't go sticking your neck in their business right now. Things did not go as well as we hoped, they need some time.", Toji growls to the defiance written on the man's face so he changes his tune, "That means don't fucking bother them yet."
Hiromi scoffs his disdain but doesn't push the issue any further, averting his eyes from all of the junior shaman as he leaves the door behind him.
'What happened with Kento and Ieiri?!', he wonders in a panic that's masked as indifference. He not only cares about Kento but he's developed affection for Shoko as well, despite her being claimed by his friend leading him to press Toji, "What do you mean it didn't go well? What did you fucking animals do?!"
Nobura glares at Hiromi and takes a visible stance next to Toji, "Don't listen to him, he's just a pencil pusher that I heard can't even use his cursed technique.", turning her nose up to Hiromi and smiling with gratification as Yuuji and Megumi follow suit, "You're outnumbered here pal, if you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all."
Toji, although rather enamored by the junior shaman's demonstration, looks at Hiromi harder while pondering on why he isn't allowed to use it.
'Has he not mastered it? Maybe it's specific…', but then the giant's eyes widen, 'Could it be that destructive?', he asks no one with calloused curiosity, 'What's the nature of it?'
As soon as Toji opens his mouth to add his own nasty words, the door to the room opens showing Nanami.
"YOU'RE ALRIGHT!", Itadori is the first to zoom towards the blonde, "I was so freaked out when it all happened Nanami!"
He wraps his arms around the stiff blonde, "I thought you were a goner!", but emotionally giggles to Kento's large hand ruffling his hair. Yuuji isn't sure if Nanami is aware that ultimately it was he who suggested being turned by Elska but thinks that maybe he shouldn't let his own guilt overflow onto his senior.
Toji's eyes fall to Kento's and examines the residual bleakness weighing the man down, thinking, 'Damn…I hope this isn't too much excitement for the fella…', but relaxes some when Nanami smiles and acts normally. Nobara tackles into them too, elated to see him up and about again. Megumi hasn't moved though and by the time he turns to his son, he's already able to sense that something is else bothering him.
"What's up boy? Why the grumpy face?"
"Psh.", Megumi folds his arms and broods, "Nothing."
Toji squints his eyes, "Did you and your girlfriend already have a fight?", he jokes but Megumi shuts down almost instantly which makes Toji groan to his own idiocy, "Look, I don't know what happened but I'm sure it-…"
"I think she's in love with that Genghis guy…and she also sees Getou as her brother."
Toji frowns to the easily read spite in his son's tone. Of course, he had an idea that Amnessia was involved with Genghis but even with that knowledge, Toji doesn't discourage her with Megumi. He saw the way they looked at each other in the room, how Megumi reacted to her simply being there. To pull his son out of this mood he asks, "So are you saying you're done with her? If so, wipe your hands now while it's easy."
Megumi, confused and slightly offended, glares at his father, "She's not something that can be thrown away."
"Oh?", Toji holds back a smirk.
"What the fuck do you mean, oh?!", Megumi glares, "She's a person!"
"Exactly.", Toji nods, "Which is why you need to figure out where you stand.", Toji clicks his tongue and leans against the wall, shrugging, "I personally like her. I've never seen you attach to someone like that before either."
Megumi blushes, trying to hear his own thoughts over the laughter of relief coming from everyone surrounding Nanami, "I've only felt this way once before…", he looks away from Toji, knowing damn well he's speaking about Elska, "…but this time is different."
Toji clears his throat never wanting to ruminate in the awkwardness of them both wanting the same woman again and says, "Then don't give up yet. I sure didn't!", he cackles out loudly and gently slugs Megumi's arm.
The younger Fushiguro begrudgingly smiles but asks, "What about the Titers though, are we working with them or are they the enemy?", Megumi's wandering eyes lead him to discover how most of the turned's home is still being worked on, feeling bad for them basically being banished to the outskirts of the property.
"They are many things my boy but I believe the Titers to be more friend than foe right now. We have a common enemy these days…", Toji shudders when an eerie sensation creeps up his spine and stops his explanation, 'I don't want to stress them out.', there's too much of that going around already, no need for more.
Megumi caught on to how Toji suddenly tightened lips but leaves it be while hoping that Amnessia will return. He owes her an apology and wants to make up for his childish ways earlier. The more he sifts through his thoughts the closer he comes to the realization that he was thwarted by his own insecurities and literally projected them at her with condescending words.
Toji walks over to Nanami too, "Are you good bud?", he asks, "Want a cup of coffee?"
Kento wearily smiles, "I'm fine now and sure."
Nanami still feels like he's in an out of body experience as his sorrows over what he's done still drowns his lungs. When Toji sets the cup down, Nanami whispers, "She's still asleep…", and waits for the reassurance that it's normal.
Toji nods, "She'll be up soon, this is routine for that technique.", and sits down into the chair next to the blonde at the small table. Looking over Nanami, he can't help but be thrown off by how disheveled his appearance is still. He's never know this man to have bed head or wrinkled clothes so it's hard to adjust to.
Toji grumbles into the air, "Gojo and Choso will be back soon. They had to run an…errand.", and sips his own cup.
Yuuji squints, "Where's El and Naoya?", looking around before shaking his head when Nobara titters, "You'd sense them, dingus."
"Naoya took her to the Zenin estate. He needed to-…", but Toji pauses after glancing at Nanami, "…bring her with him for some clan stuff.", nearly choking on his coffee.
Nanami's head hangs low. He knows exactly why they left…because of what he did.
Interrupting the depressing truth Toji sparks, "Speaking of which, I really need to get a hold of one of them.", throwing his hands up, "They both left their phones behind and I think she's too far away to hear me otherwise." He purposefully overlooks the confused faces that are response to wondering what he meant by that second part while trying to read the room and discern if leaving would really be alright.
Nanami lifts his head and with a somber tone, tells the giant, "I promise you that I have no intentions of being any different than I was before. Please, go to Oda and make sure she's…", he can't bring himself to finish the sentence without his stomach doping flips in the worst way.
The insinuation that something happened to Elska pricked Hiromi's inquisitive ears. He knows only the basics about the ritual and now surmises that Kento probably did the deed with her.
'What about Shoko?', he asks himself, cursing his friend for being caught in between them like the lucky bastard he is. He tries to hide his interest in the topic but before he knows it, Toji is already sending him a cold glare.
'Those fucking turned…', but can he really say that all while knowing that he remains Kento's friend, despite having been bitten?
"I say you should go, we'll take it easy over here.", Yuuji feels bad that Toji had to stay behind and after hearing Sukuna say Nanami isn't a threat, he was eased to this decision, "But later we should all meet back here and have a drink!"
Toji smiles, "You know what? That's the first good idea I've ever heard come out of you.", chuckling to young adult's slowly diminishing grin as Itadori figures out he's the butt of the joke.
Nobura stands up and hugs Yuuji's head, squishing his face into her bosom, "Can't frown if you can't breathe!", she too teases Itadori for his simplicity but never would she want him to become upset over it and boobs are usually the trick for him.
Megumi looks away when Nobara yelps, thinking, 'Is everybody this perverted around others?!', nervously sitting at the table while he assumes she is being fondled.
"That was dirty Sukuna!", Nobara stares maniacally down to the manifested mouth and it becomes clear to everyone that King of Curses bit her chest, not Yuuji.
"And such a DICK!", Itadori bellows, smacking his own face where the mouth formed. After looking around with a hint of shame, his eyes raise to Nobara, "Sorry about that babe."
Toji can't help but snicker to how strangely centered Nobara is; how Sukuna appearing didn't bother her in the slightest. No, they almost seem to even get along.
"Wow.", the mystified giant ducks his head back in disbelief, pondering over their dynamics for a moment before finally standing. "Alright, time to go get my doll.", his grin widening.
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Naoya rolls over in the bed to find Elska on her right side so he scoots over and wraps around her from behind. She gasps to his touch, causing his eyes to glow as he brushes the hair away and leans in to kiss her neck.
"Baby…", he seductively calls to her, unable to stave off his need to feel Elska, "Come here."
Elska twists her upper half to latch their lips together and is instantly shifting around to help his angle. She moans breathlessly when he enters her, his slow, languid prodding pushing through. His hand hooks around her hip, steadying her as he backs out to do it again.
"My princess…", he pants once her velvety walls engulf his length, lushing over her slickened entrance as it accepts and pulls him in further. She's so incredibly wet that he can't even keep his member within her, it slides out every single time. Frustrated, he grunts and suggests, "Lay on your back.", but notices that she doesn't make an attempt to do so and thinks maybe she just didn't hear him.
Suddenly, her entire presence feels different now, weaker, "Baby?"
Naoya gently orients her to face the ceiling but is mortified by the fear in her fading eyes and the paleness of her skin where he screams, "BABY!!!!!", at the top of his lungs.
"Oh shit, oh shit!", he knows somethings wrong and gulps hard as he grasps the sheets to remove them from over her. He nearly falls off of the bed when he sees the pool of blood collecting from her deeply lacerated abdomen and from between her legs.
"El…s-….Bay…be?!!!!", Naoya's body freezes as the blood continues to pump out of her rhythmically with her beating heart.
"FUCK!!!", he desperately tries applying pressure to her wounds but can see with each passing second that she's losing strength, "BABY! DON'T!!!!!", he knows that their child has somehow been obliterated, crushing every nerve in his body, "NOT YOU TOO BABY NO!!!", but as he wails, she chokes on her breath and inadvertently coughs some blood right into his eyes.
"ELSKA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!", Naoya wakes up from his nightmare screaming her name as the images terrorize him. The golden light travels over him at this same time and due to the intensity of his emotions it electrocutes the spot in which he lays, burning the sheets. His wings rip out of his back as well, now piercing through the mattress.
Elska, who's only been up only for a few minutes, shuts off the sink in the bathroom and barrels into the smokey room, "NAOYA??!", she doesn't know what's wrong but she's only heard him say her name like that once before and it was during the Titer attack.
"My Prince!", she gasps when seeing the aftermath of his horrible dream. Dark bluish black feathers mix with those of the pillow and bed, dancing towards the floor while the aroma of burned hair and fabric hazes the room with its physical properties. Naoya roars her name so loudly that it shakes the ground, causing Elska to dive on top of him, "I'm here!! I'm right here!!"
She swears that there was this strange grayish film clouding his eyes but can't be certain as she only saw it dissipating. Leaving that for later thought, she palms his cheeks and places her forehead against his until he settles down. "Na-Naoya, I'm right here!"
Naoya slows his breathing when Elska's voice resonates with him. He tries to lean up in order to hold her but cries out wildly to the pain of his anchored wings being stuck, screaming, "What the fuck!?", he asks in a stupor. "Why are they out?!"
Elska kisses his cheek and calmly instructs, "Release your wings Naoya before you hurt yourself. You had a bad dream my prince but its over now.". She searches his eyes for understanding and sighs greatly when he closes his eyes and successfully unbinds himself. Holding him against her she sways them side to side on her knees while he grips reality again, wishing that whatever was torturing his mind would cease.
"It wasn't real? You're alright?!", his deep voice questions with suspicion, "Nothing…nothing happened?"
Elska combs her fingers through his two-toned hair, "I may have had a bowel movement but that's about all you've missed my prince.", embarrassment grips at her throat from that admittance but she was keen to easing his anxieties and even giggles first to pave the road.
Naoya doesn't know if he should snicker or cry but laughter chokes out of his throat to her strange elucidation.
"So, we're crossing that bridge today, are we?", he jokes while internalizing that everything is fine, playfully adding, "I don't care if you poop baby, I do it all the time."
Elska, struggles with the unusual snort that leaves her once she receives his words but the soothing air becomes heavier as he ghosts his lips up her clavicle to her neck. She braces herself for his pleasurable fangs but he maneuvers her back onto his lap.
Naoya forms his fangs but pulls her down for a deeply needed kiss. He feels a little better by this point but this isn't the first nightmare he's had about her and that part bothers him.
"Please feed my prince.", she whispers into his parted lips, "I am here for you."
She can't stand to seem him so worked up. Sweat drenches his skin, his hair clammy to the touch, "Poor thing…it can't hurt you now."
Naoya runs a finger along the collar of the T-shirt she's wearing because its one of his, "Thank you princess…", and brings his red luminescent eyes to her form and runs his hands along her body tenderly, sighing to how its dry and smooth.
Not bloodied.
He takes a deep breath of respite before sinking his fangs into her, tightening his hold when she's affected by their sensations.
His mind begins to clear as her flavor flows across his tongue. He can taste her love for him and the others, her regret over Shoko and Nanami but also the desire that's developing over the course of his snack.
Elska runs her hands over his shoulder blades and moans his name happily when she discovers the wounds from his wings are gone. His concentration is divided by their child as soon as the image of the budding plant appears. He'll never be able to truly describe what this feeling is but it overcomes him like an 80ft tidal wave every single time.
Such force, such bottomless hope.
Naoya cannot wait to meet his baby and show the child how good the world can be. He feels like he's waited his entire life to fill the role he's now been given, one that burns brighter within than being the head of the Zenin clan ever will. Excitedly, he thinks to the life growing within her, 'I'll make sure you have brothers and sister to play with!'
Elska heard his thought and would usually say something to demonstrate her adversity to being a baby factory but doesn't feel the need to right now. It all boils down to the fact that she will likely give in to these natural desires Naoya and her turned have been discussing. She's their master, she will heed their calls on all fronts and produce as many as her lovers wish and truth be told, she may even lean to that side of the fence more with every day that passes in her odd domestic life with her turned.
Her true calling sounds so exhausting and honestly, it risks the safety of all of her lovers and friends, that of which does not sit well. She's learned to care. She's learned to protect. The subtle changes have been slowly surfacing from the origin curse that entered her the day she lost against her sweet Sati but she knows she's still herself. Fusing with that curse only deepened her turned nature but logically speaking, what an advantage so long as she can control all of her emotions.
Naoya closes her punctures and licks the area clean. Drinking from her is always and incredible rush, it never fails to repair him in all facets, not just physically. He nudges his nose into her neck, regaining his breath as hers seems to become heavier. Elska adjusts herself when his flesh grows, him caught up in the moment of her security. In the back of Naoya's mind, he reminds himself that he wanted her to take some time off from the physical stuff but as she grinds herself up his shaft, he can only bite his lip.
Elska can sense the hesitancy but isn't standing for it this time so she pushes him down into the destroyed bed and whispers, "You said once we escaped your base that you would fill me as many times as I wanted…", and smirks deviously to the fire exploding in his eyes.
Naoya didn't even give her a chance to prepare before he used his projection to speedily topple her towards the foot of the bed where less feathers lie. He dives in for a kiss and hums when their tongues collide; the hand that isn't supporting him rashly moves around lifting the large shirt of his that she's wearing, where passion pauses and fear compels him to visually inspect her and make sure she's truly okay.
Elska closes her legs after his staring became too intense, "What are you doing?!", she asks self-consciously. His serious expression makes her falter though so she sits up and slowly pulls him down over top to distract him from whatever was going on in his mind.
"Sorry baby…", he pants as he kisses across her cheek, "I just wanted to make sure you weren't injured." He nips her earlobe while silently thanking the heavens that it the dream wasn't real but he cannot shake the inevitability that lingers in his heart.
'Is she really safe?', he wonders while hovering his body inches over hers, staring into her glowing eyes.
Elska pouts out her lips, "If you're not going to do it, then I will!", she jests as she reaches for his length and guides the tip into her. They both whimper to the breach but Naoya's sounded much needier. Her assistance becomes obsolete as the Zenin man roles his hips, gradually entering her one inch at a time, which forces her head back against the bed.
"Mmmmm…", trickles out of Naoya as her quiet gasps to his invasion fill him with purpose and pride, "Naughty princess."
His words soon become moans though as he works himself in deeper. Bliss was engulfing him until he's realizing that she's really wet just like the dream and it causes him to snap his eyes to her womanhood and look, just be sure once again.
"Naoya!!", Elska gripes, "Why do you keep looking at my little lady like that?! What's wrong with it?!" She tries to cover herself again but his hands stop her, "Well quit it then!"
"There is nothing wrong with you baby…", Naoya assures as he kisses down her stomach, stopping at her waist to say, "That nightmare was really dark, I'm just a little freaked out."
His lips and tongue travel down to the median of her body, straight to her bundle of nerves. He broadly licks her first, wanting to see her face twist in anticipation. Her right hand tangles into his hair, causing his salacious side to take over as he devours her slick. He massages into her thighs as he holds them open but soon slides two fingers into her.
Elska's back arches off of the bed while her prince gives his best efforts, salivating to all the ways she wants to repay him. She tries to speak, "Every-thing is…ahhhhh…okay now…", failing miserably but trusts he understands but now he twists the fingers inside of her in such a way that even with all of her control, a wave of pheromones suddenly erupts.
Naoya growls as he huffs up the scent, licking his lips when he sits upright to feast his sights on her. The way she furrows her brow at him, the sound of his name in her shaky voice, the electricity that sparks where they touch, he has to know its all safe. That she's safe.
He can tell that she was expecting him to go a little wild but Naoya fights off the urges to wreck her and instead slowly slides back through her core. He lowers his body over her, adoring the way her arms wrap around his neck and tells her, "I'm going to make love to you today…"
Elska quietly laughs because in her mind, no matter how they do it, it's always lovemaking. She comprehends what Naoya is trying to accomplish here though, he's not going to rush their time together. He gradually but with pressure, splits her open and the way he almost silently whimpers into her ear makes her cling to him. He's being so delicate yet forceful at the same time, like his battering ram in politely knocking. They haven't had sex like this since she was his prisoner, but that as well turns her on as she recalls how amazing he was to her.
Each stroke he gives is a coded message of his unyielding desire to be with her. Feeling every part of her in such detail raises his awareness of her arousal, how it fountains out of her pores. Naoya bears his weight to one arm, adjusting his blanketing stance while brushing his other hand down to her bud where he rubs deep circles. He can't stop the smile from beaming across his face when she contorts with pleasure, "That's right baby…", he hums into her neck, biting her again.
Elska's eyes fix shut to the multiple sources of stimulation, losing herself to his fangs. "Nao…ya…", falls from her lips in a breathless fashion while listening to him slowly drink as he continues to passionately thrust his hips. "It's…again…"
A second wave tears through the air, now calling to his instincts louder than before. He snarls after anchoring himself all the way in and studies her helpless expression. The scent fills his lungs and mind with all sorts of guidance but he tenses his body to stop it from moving on its own. Elska seems to notice this and flips herself over to her knees but leans against his chest.
Elska hooks an arm around the back of his head, locking their lips together while she throws herself back into him. He instantly grabs her breast and hip to help her cause making them both cry out in different pitches.
Naoya's intensity spikes, his movements quickening.
Elska gently bites his lip to encourage his pleasure and nearly loses her composure as he growls threateningly under his breath. "Give me-your love-my prince…", she calls to him between gasps and finds his half-lidded eyes.
Naoya bucks roughly into her twice, having to catch her body as she crumbles from it, "Don't worry princess, I'm going to give you everything." They fall deeper into this lustful calamity. Naoya punctures her over and over, not deeply but small wounds now cover her neck, shoulders and arm. He's so wrapped up in their mutual pleasure that he doesn't even notice the presence on the other side of the window.
Toji's squints and leans forward with a hand at his brow to see inside but that's when his eyes widen. With absolute rage, the giant punches through the glass window and shouts, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO HER!?"
Elska's pulled from their trance to find her beloved creating a new door and blocks Naoya with her body, "Toji don't!! I'm fine!!", she reassures but then she hears Naoya wheeze.
"How in the fuck!?", Naoya's jaw hangs loosely once he sees what his little love bites have done and is now apprehensively running his fingertips over the marks to make them disappear and luckily, they all do. "Shiiit…", he feels his cousin's heated stare but can only look to Elska while saying, "Baby…I didn't mean to do that…I don't know why I did!"
Elska hurriedly explains, "I love it! Don't be sorry!", and then glances to Toji, "My beloved, that's just how he expresses himself sometimes but I promise he wasn't hurting me!"
"I've done that before?", Naoya turns to them both with anxious culpability, this being news to him.
The giant points, "We already have enough sadists in the fucking mix boy, not you too!", Toji believes Elska but still goes over to hold her, having missed her.
"When we bonded, I lost count then too.", she explains to both of them but when she sees the worried expression flash over Naoya's face, she iterates, "It's not a bad thing!"
Toji huffs, being overly protective when he lowers her long shirt and glares at his cousin, "Whatever, I still want to know what made you think sex was the answer, boy!?", but before Naoya can even fumble a response, Toji receives a harsh verbal reminder from Elska that she was the one that initiated it. Toji, now feeling like an asshole, sighs with confusion and lets her go.
Elska exhales as the giant turns away, "My beloved?", she asks sweetly. She smiles to the way his wings twitched to nick-name and pulls him in for a hug, "I understand you're trying to do what's right and I appreciate that about you. Everything is fine though…better than fine actually.", her voice trails off as she admits, "It took my mind off of everything too."
Naoya takes a deep breath. He's happy to know that he didn't make things worse but is rather riddled with unease with how he's just discovered that he likes to blood-let his princess. "What the fuck is wrong with me?", he dazedly asks while running a hand through his hair.
"My beloved, come here…", Elska decides that there's only one way to prove what she means and so without warning, she sinks her fangs into Toji's chest only to remove them and bite him on the arm. Both times, he hisses with pleasure and even grips into her hair instinctively as if to keep her doing it. She then closes the wounds though and looks up to him, "See what I mean?"
Toji calms his breathing and does his best to secretly adjust the raging erection that just tightened his pants but nods to her nonetheless, "I… I do actually…", he confesses with a strange revulsion. He watches as she gives the same demonstration to Naoya and has to crack his neck to help drown out his cousin's verbal satisfaction.
When she finishes the display though, Naoya finds himself riled up beyond belief. He snatches her arm and yanks her against his chest, honing into her responsive eyes as he searches for permission to continue where they left off.
Elska tenderly kisses his lips but then turns to her beloved who seems like he deliberating with himself so she winks and reaches for his wrist. It doesn't take long for her body to be swarmed with both pairs of hands, her pinned between two of the three her ring represents. She misses Choso and Sati, even Suguru who's she's tried her best not to think about while around Naoya but the only thing she can focus on in this moment is the moans from her wonderful turned as they relinquish their human bindings to swarm her with the kind of love a Master needs.