Everyone had gone to rest up. James, Matsu, Yuriko and Saya were in the lift. James had pressed the Fifth Floor button, and the lift was going down.
Matsu sidled up to James and wrapped her arms around his bicep and pressed her large, soft breasts firmly against his arm. She then began rubbing her chest against his muscle in a slow motion. Her breath hitched as she looked up at him through her glasses. "I missed this," she purred.
"Matsu, knock it off," Saya snapped.Her cheeks were red. "We are in the middle of a lift," she said. "And you're acting like a cat in heat," she remarked.
Yuriko let out a soft, melodic laugh. She stepped behind her daughter and gave her a firm, sudden shove forward. The momentum forced Saya directly into James's side. Her own breasts crushed against his shoulder. "Don't get left behind, Saya," Yuriko teased. "In a world this dangerous, you have to claim your space while it's still available," she said.
Saya sputtered. She tried to push back while simultaneously failing to pull away from the contact. Her breasts touched his arm. "Mum," she remarked as her nipple scraped his arm. "I'm," she remarked. She let out a heavy, defeated sigh. Her heart was hammering against her ribs as she felt the heat of James's body.
James chuckled and he held her waist. "She will have a place in my heart," James said. "Just like you Yuriko," he added. "There's plenty of space for you here," he remarked.
Yuriko smiled. She glided forward and closed the gap until she was flush against James's spine. She leaned forward and pressed the full, firm weight of her breasts against his back. She wrapped her arms loosely around his waist. She tilted her head and her lips grazed his ear. "Like this?" she teased. Her voice had a low, sultry vibration.
"Mum. What are you doing?" Saya shrieked. "You're supposed to be the mature one." she added.
Matsu watched the mother-daughter duo competing for James's body. "Oh, mommy and daughter together, that would be a scene," Matsu muttered. A literal puff of steam hissed from her forehead. Her brain was overheating from the sheer lewdness of the thought.
James thought that would be hot. He looked at Yuriko and Saya who were pressing their bodies together.
Saya was about to say something, however the doors slid open to reveal a massive, open lab.
"We are here," James said.
"Let's go," Yuriko said as she walked out.
James saw her ass and smiled. It looked amazing.
Saya saw James looking at her mum`s butt. Saya put her foot over James` foot.
"Ouch," James said as he felt her foot over his.
Saya pouted and walked forward.
Matsu just giggled and walked towards the center of the room. "I thought of creating this to keep her safe," Matsu said as she looked at the pedestal. It had a glowing holographic orb on top of it. The orb had contained Sage.
James walked to the central reinforced pedestal. He looked at the glowing orb. "We will get you back on your feet," he said softly.
"Do you know her personally?" Saya asked as she stepped forward to join him.
"Not exactly, but awakening her is the right thing to do," James replied.
"He'll be spending even more time with another woman," Matsu noted as a sly grin formed. "I wonder just how that dynamic will work," she muttered.
"You're such a pervert," Saya huffed.
"She was being hunted by those monsters," Yuriko said as her expression hardened. "When we head back, I intend to show them exactly what we are made of," she said.
"And with the help of Elita and everyone, we will make them hurt," James said.
He opened the container and showered the All-Spark.
Matsu practically lunged forward. "This object is off the charts," she squealed as her fingers danced just inches from the surface. "This could be like Jinki," Matsu said.
"Jinki?" Saya asked. "What is that?" she questioned.
James smiled. "The All-Spark is said to be the spark of creation for the Transformers," James said. He took a pause and then added,"The Jinki is said to be the power to turn on and off the Sekirei."
Saya took a moment. "They both sound powerful," she said as she stared at the humming cube. It is going to attract attention of having one of them here," Saya said.
"Well, we have two," James said.
"How do you know?" Matsu asked as she pouted towards him.
"Wait, we have the Jinki?" Yuriko asked.
"Yes, I had stolen it from MBI," Matu replied. "It was meant to be a secret," she said as she leaned towards him. Her breasts were close to his chest.
"Having two could bring more trouble than," Saya said as she looked around.
"I don't think they will here, the Dungeon is unique," James said. "Besides, to truly utilise the Jinki, we would need all 8," James added.
"I guess we will be getting all 8?" Yuriko questioned as she wrapped her arms around her.
"It is better in our hands than theirs," James responded with a smile on his face.
Saya narrowed her eyes. "Why do you sound like a power-hungry villain all of a sudden?" she asked.
James turned to her. "A villain? Would a villain do this?" he remarked as he reached out and began to tickle Saya's sides. His fingers found the sensitive gaps.
"Ah! No! Stop it," Saya shrieked. She was squirming and twisting in his arms. Her face turned bright red from a mixture of laughter and embarrassment. "James, stop," she said. "We're in the middle of a lab! Put me down," she added.
"Weakness is being ticklish," Matsu noted.
"She always has been," Yuriko said. She stepped closer towards the All-Spark. "If the All-Spark can bring those robots back to life, then could we not use it as a power source to fully awaken Sage?" she said out loud.
Matsu looked at Sage in her orb form. "It's not that simple, Yuriko," she replied. "Sage's core architecture is unique," she said.
James stopped tickling Saya. "I guess she needs the Mobius," she said while panting.
"Exactly," James added as he looked at the glowing orb where Sage waited. "The All-Spark is for the Autobots and to create transformers," James said. "The things created by it are wild," he said. "But I have a plan for how we handle that," he added.
"Whats the plan?" Yuriko questioned.
"We are to find the Matrix of Leadership and give it to Elita," James stated.
"The Matrix of Leadership?" Saya questioned as she learned against a lab table. "Is that like the All-Spark?" she asked.
"In a way," James explained. "But where the All-Spark creates life, the Matrix is the concentrated wisdom and authority of the Primes," he said. "It's the ultimate symbol of command for their race. If Elita-1 holds it, she in theory can have some control over those Transformers," she added.
"That," Saya said.
"Sounds genius," Matsu shouted. "An army of sexy robots for James doing it together," Matsu said as her face went red.
Yuriko chuckled. "It is a gamble but I can tell she has respect for you," Yuriko said.
James smiled. "They have come here once and they could again, having a floor filled with transformers will be useful," James said.
They all nodded.
Meanwhile, in the Ninth Floor, in the kitchen area of the dungeon, the room was filled with the savory aroma of spices and searing meat. Miia, Shizuka, Mero and Racherna were all together.
Miia was at the center of the steam. Her long coils wrapped comfortably around the base of a heavy wooden stool. She was chopping vegetables. "I am going to give this to my Darling," she said.
"The headcount is growing," Rachnera remarked as she rested on her web. She watched Shizuka stir a pot with a wooden spoon. "James keeps bringing home more sisters," she said. "Tell me, Shizuka, does the idea of him finding another healer bother you? He was talking about awakening that digital girl, Sage, and who knows who else is out there," she said.
Shizuka paused. A gentle smile touched her lips as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "No," she stated as her smile grew wider. "Having two people with medical knowledge would make everyone feel much better," she said. "If I'm occupied with one person and someone else gets hurt, I'd give anything to have another set of hands there," she said.
Miia slowed her knife work. Her amber eyes shimmered with a hint of vulnerability. She tossed a handful of peppers into a large, sizzling wok. "But don't you ever worry about the other part of it? Not just the work?" she asked as she looked over her shoulder. Her tail twitched nervously. "Every time a new girl arrives, I feel a little squeeze in my chest. What if he finds someone who cooks better?" she said.
"Your cooking is questionable," Mero said, who was gracefully plating some cold appetizers nearby, letting out a soft, melodic hum. "But it is a tragic thought, Miia. The displaced lover, forgotten in the shadow of a new flame. It has the makings of a beautiful, tragic love," Mero said.
"Mero," Miia hissed as she immediately went back to stirring the food.
Shizuka walked over and placed a steady, comforting hand on Miia's shoulder. "James will never replace you, Miia. None of us," she said. "You should know that," she said. She giggled softly, a light blush dusting her cheeks. "Besides, have you seen the way he looks at you," she said.
Rachnera let out a dry, amused chuckle. "True. And if he ever did try to replace any of us, he'd find out very quickly that my silk is much harder to escape than a simple locked door," she said.
Mero smiled, her eyes distant. "So, we continue to grow," Mero said. She thought of tragic love.
Miia puffed out her chest. Her confidence returned as she flipped the contents of the wok with a flourish. "You're right. He's going to need all the energy he can get," she said as the food started to burn.
"Careful," Shizuka said as he then pushed a pan forward and spilled the soup.
"You all are sometimes hopeless," Racherna said as she hopped off. "I am going for a wash," she added.