Xiezhi
It hadn't been but a few days since my capture, and to say it was off to a rough start would be an understatement.
The deal with Nyx was simple: I could stay and keep a closer eye on things on the condition that I show Claire some CQC, specifically the form I used most when I had no sword on my hip, which happened to be the 'Hybrid Counter Style.'
It was a style personally manufactured and constructed by me; the style itself wasn't anything more than 'Wing Chun' and 'Savate', with a bit of Muay Thai's 'Muay Lop.'
These three styles were chosen and mixed specifically to take advantage of my foresight, and guarantee that when I struck, I always hit something, usually lethal. And that led to an incident, an accidental incident, but an incident nonetheless.
So here I was now, sitting outside with Nyx as Claire chased Alice back inside to calm her down after she broke my legs, Eko, they hurt.
"Well, not the worst I've seen her do, so I think she might tolerate you," Nyx quipped, his Silver gaze fixated on my left leg as it slowly and mythically stitched itself back together. It was painful, really fucking painful.
My sun-touched gaze fell to his really punchable face as I spoke, irritation painting squares in my circle tone.
"You're a real bitch for this, you know that?"
The handsome cunt had the gall to laugh as he finished up my leg.
"Why, whatever do you mean?" He said as his Silver gaze flickered to me with an amused glint before turning to my right, awkwardly bent leg.
"You're ass in close combat, and you're avoiding the brunt of Alice's wrath when she inevitably flips at seeing her boytoy hurt."
Nyx smirked.
"My, my, already getting snarky in your first week? And with me no less, I'm honestly shocked; I figured it would be at least a month before you grew the balls, but I guess I underestimated you: though do keep in mind, even if it's not a pet name, Alice doesn't like, when someone other than her gives Claire a... title, if you would."
My brow twitched in pain when one of my nerves reconnected, leaving me to grunt as I ground out more words.
"What, can't call it as it is? She may be a girl, but she's a tomb- Ekos' sake! What the hell, you stupid dear! That shit hurt!" I yelled as a brief, but very searing pain rocked up my leg, causing it to spasm and lock up.
The Onyx haird idiot shrugged, his lips twitching into a further amused smile that spoke of the intentional pain he caused.
'Fucker did it on purpose.'
"Anyways, so just keep the names to yourself or between us. I quite like it when my employees can work."
My brow twitched.
"Since when did I work for you? Dumb deer," I asked, not liking the predatory look on the man's face.
He just chuckled before standing, his right arm grabbing me by my right, before hauling me up with little effort.
Just as suddenly as he pulled me up, a more... bothersome smile appeared, one that had my body hot in shameful anticipation, only for the pleasant feeling to fade just as fast as it came when he turned away.
He threw a passive comment over his shoulder before walking inside, "Since your pay will be quite... exotic."
The words took me a moment to fully register before my face sprouted in a furious blush, and I was left alone with my thoughts, my very, very horney thoughts.
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Pandora
'This is exciting,' I thought, as my yellow gaze looked up at the giant statue, the white pupils glinting in fascination as the capped stone figure glowed and cracked in a pressure that had me giddy and excited.
Pandora was growing hot in my hand, her shifts and turns growing more erratic by the second.
Even so, I kept my gaze locked to the sight before me, pushing most of my thinking and thoughts into processing an unimaginable amount of tricks and puzzles to keep her stable and happy.
That's not to say I had let it take all of my thoughts.
'I wonder if Ero's and Xiezhi would take me to see the firework festival this year.'
I grinned, slow thoughts quietly crawling out of the ever-shifting abyss that was my mind.
But then, in a sudden burst of light, force, and power, the chamber was culled, leaving only the strongest few alive to witness a being without conceptual limit, or so they said.
I was not one of those few, as I had been thrown back violently, my form crashing into the cement wall that used to be hundreds of feet behind me.
My mind was still churning out puzzles and answers to the remaining boards in my head, but those were soon eaten up as well, the provider having fallen from my grasp.
Breath and sound crawled back to me moments later, and I was left to bear witness to my own muffled and pained sobs as blood soaked my right eye, bathing the yellow ring in red as my body twitched in further pain.
Everything was growing blurry, and my breath was growing weak, but the pounding in my head was growing too loud for me to ignore, too loud for me to confront, to bear; I wanted Ero's.
My vision went black not long after, leaving me dwelling in fear as the thoughts that could pass the wall of static in my head wished for Ero's or Xiezhi to pull me out of this dark place.
It was cold.
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Alice
My darkened body bolted up as my red-ringed eyes snapped back to the school states away, or more accurately, the lack of it.
Growling in frustration, I stood up, trying to connect to my web, only for that to fail as well, thus leaving me blind to what was going on, or to what had cut me off completely with my body, my real one.
Walking over, I glanced out the window. I saw Claire in the middle of her lesson with the newest and by far the most annoying character of the mansion's tenants, Xiezhi. I did my best to ignore him after I broke his legs a while ago, more so thanks to Claire than my own leniency, but I digress.
Turning back to the cut-off point, I found that it led to the hidden city of whatever the hell that organization was called, the one that sat just before the school, and the city it was in.
The travel distance between the two sectors wasn't long, so there had been quite a few organization members living in my hunting grounds, leading me to gather more info on them in the past, but ever since I took a swing at things with Oliver, I had neglected to keep up with them, which seemed to have led me here, cut off from my main power and left with only a pendent around my neck to keep me from falling apart and reapearing back in my room with at least a few mouths memory loss, or however long I've been out.
I growled in anger before turning back to my bed, unwilling to let my mind exhaust itself over something that was probably a trivial matter anyway, so I'd see about checking it out in a few days.
The notion didn't stop the flicker of weriness from sparking in my eye as I lay back down.
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Eros
"PANDORA!" was all I could roar as my form blitzed past the crowd of gawking idiots, the blood in my veins and the heart in my chest going berserk in fear and panic.
Both all but stopped when I got to the indented reinforced concrete wall, the sight of Pandora gushing red with blood, and the single visible eye, dull with barely a flicker of life, shooting ice through my very soul as my form barely stopped itself from freezing in shock.
My larger form made panicked work of the rubble she was buried in before a clone sprouted from my back, its own form racing back to the area Pandora had been moments before.
I felt the clone split into dozens more before it started a chain all the way back to me, each new clone vanishing one by one as they passed something along the line.
I had made sure to cut off memory pairing to keep myself from dying.
Eventually, with as much haste as the clones could muster, Pandora's box was set down next to me, glowing hot with molten fury as it threatened to shatter. I could feel the heat scorching and burning my skin, but I paid little heed to it as I gently and swiftly shifted Pandora's arm to rest closer to the object, my own palm guiding hers to the box itself.
As soon as Pandora's hand lay on the box, the heat died, and the light in her eyes grew, leaving me to sigh in shocked and dreaded relief.
Pandora and the box shared a single life force when within each other's reach, something I had learned back when I'd been tasked with watching the newborn girl.
Slowly, my head fell, the strain from having exerted so much mental energy trying to draw my mind into a lulled sleep; even if I hadn't shared memories with my clones, it still took energy to make them, even more so if the clone was the one to make another clone.
It didn't help that my fear for Pandora's life was piled onto that list.
Lifting my head, I looked back in exhaustion, my black-red gaze falling on the cause of this disaster: her near ethereal form hovering a few feet away from me, a gentle and deceiving smile playing on her lips.
"Eko..."
Her smile grew a bit wider.
"Eros.... to say that it's been a while would be an understatement, wouldn't you agree?"
I turned away.
"Indeed: an understatement of the current century."
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'This weight... how annoying you are, Eko.' A deep feminine voice thought from its boxlike prison; its massive serpent eyes glowing in Evergreen as it glared at the darkness from which the presence was felt.
It would bear its fangs soon, and it would be damned if it didn't rip that impudent woman to pieces before the lunar collapse cycled.
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Authority 091
Jagged sky blue eyes followed the chaos down below as a being of divine proportion hovered in front of two of the three thorns I had in my side.
I sighed before shaking my head.
'Project Atlas was still undergoing temperament and Doctrine: it would be a while before the Folklore was bent over my knee completely,' I thought bitterly as that impudent girl was spared due to a lack of progress.
Had that little shit just accepted his conditioning, I wouldn't even have to bother with killing the dumb broad; the box would be the boys by default, and I'd have a new piece on the board.
Clicking my tongue, I turned my back to the chaos below.
In this world full of half-breeds and mutated fucks, I was one of the few humans that remained pure, untouched by any Gene Seed. Being as it is, I had perks to being untainted, almost enough that it offset the power imbalance from the true humans and the lesser ones, but unfortunately, that gap grew greater with each passing day, with it being in favor of the lesser humans.
Still, as a true human, I could bond with any magic type, whether it be space, time, or otherwise; nothing was truly off limits for me.
Knowing that, I'd bonded myself to as many different types as I could, ranging from the most useless to the most powerful; however, by far the most useful one I possessed was 'Raid', the power to take, my go-to when it came to my job.
The Leviathan cloak on my back fluttered against a gentle dust cloud as I stepped out into the hall, my flowing white hair tucked neatly into a long ponytail that kept itself out of my way.
Even as my black dress shoes stepped over and on bodies, I paid little heed.
A room full of dead meant nothing to me, even if they were my own troops.
My eyes began to glow a brighter blue as 'Raid' took over, its slimy mana overcoming any obstacle as hundreds upon thousands of neon blue strings shot out and into the surrounding corpses, turning the once fresh bags of flesh into dried out husks, and stripping them of what once made them strong.
'What a shame you weren't one of them, Xiezhi,' I thought as I made my way over to the conversing pair, both of divine origins.
The conversation died as soon as I got into physical hearing range, my sound-modifying magic having been neutralized by something Eko did.
"Eros, take Pandora for checkup; she's still of use until we can get a reliable replacement."
Eros glared for a moment, a useless rage overtaking his features, but I paid no heed to such a thing, as the weak had no right to hold my attention.
After a few more moments' delay, which was going to cost him later, he sighed, letting go of a rage that should have never been an issue for the likes of him.
"Yes, sir."
With that, he pulled Pandora into his grasp and stood, doing a light bow before taking a silent leave.
Now, standing there alone with the god of the people's world, I stared right into those mischievous Maroon eyes, unafraid of the pressure they were constantly weighing on me.
"It is Time, Eko, complete your end of the deal, or I'll cut you loose once more."
The silver lady simply laughed at my threat, her pupilless orbs squinting in amusement. "My, my, Zen, are we sure you aren't Mammon... in disguise?"
I paid little heed to the rule of name she just broke, but swiftly let it go due to multiple reasons, personal and otherwise.
"Mammon was a fool who couldn't see the folly of his reach; I am no fool, and I will win this war, whether that's with your help or not, Eko."
I held out a pale hand.
"Now, complete the deal, or go back to the place you were pulled from: Choose."
She giggled, her breath even and unhurried.
"You're right, Zen, Mammon was a fool... but he was also your-"
She didn't get to finish as a palm made contact with her cheek, sending a blissful heat running down into her core, and reigniting that feeling of pleasure she'd longed to feel for eons, and had only rediscovered years ago due to the very same hand.
Turning her head back with an even bigger smile, she relished the growing rage on his face, its molten fury tickling her fancy.
"Keep speaking, and I'll cut the deal myself, now, do as you're told."
She did take the outstretched palm, but she also swayed closer, pushing her chest up against mine as her lips lay mere inches in front of mine.
"Remember, Zen, One Year, one year, and you're mine, for all of eternity, you'll be mine."
She said nothing further as her body began to break down.
If one were to look upon the Sight now, all they would see is a blinding blue color as the god that once stood in the center of carnage vanished without a trace, leaving only the Authority alone in the very same center.
"One year will be enough."
The room was left empty after those words, his form having vanished from the facility entirely.
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Ms. Circle
The morning air was still chilling as I once more stepped back outside, with a drill, screws, and a toolbox full of other tools I might need for the repair.
Realistically, I should be heading over to the school grounds to continue my duties, but, really, I'd prefer a short break away from all the stress Abbie's put me through. It certainly didn't help that I couldn't recall most of my time in 'That' place.
I could remember bits and pieces of Abbie telling me off for something, but I couldn't put all of the pieces together, leaving me dangling over nothing, as whatever it was left me feeling... better, content even.
The crunch of glass pulled me from my thoughts as I looked down to find my destination reached.
Setting the tools down, I began to survey the damage to the window, trying to assess the amount of effort it would take to fix it.
I had spare glass in the shed and a sharp enough blade to cut it to size, but I didn't have the wood for a new frame, leaving me somewhat hopeful that the wood from this one lived through the wreckage.
My eyes narrowed at three specific cracks in the frame, two of which could probably be fixed with wood filler until I could get the time to go shopping for a replacement, but the third was more of an issue.
Reaching out, I touched the bare space in the frame, an entire chunk of wood having broken off.
Eyeing the break, I noticed something odd; the wood, unlike the bent cracks, was splintered inward, not out.
I slid a finger over the splinters leading inside before pulling it back. Immediately, I found what I was cautious of, with that being several small thorns of wood lodged in my finger tip.
"Something broke it from the outside after I broke it from inside..."
My gaze narrowed into slits as I took keen note of any details around the window, and what I found did not disappoint.
Crouching down, I eyed the boot outline warily, oddly familiar with the pattern.
"What was Bloomie doing here?"
Standing once more, I looked closer at the inside this time, more keen and aware of the fact that more prints were leading directly to the back of the house.
Using my metal arm, I vaulted the broken window, a soft thud stirring up the dirt on the floor.
Following the footsteps, I eventually found they led to the basement door, its wooden frame ajar, with a drop of bright red blood resting neatly on the doorknob.
The blood wasn't Abbie's, but it also wasn't Bloomie's, although her irony scent lingered in the air the closer I got.
Stopping in front of the door, I pushed it open, finding more blood leading down, each small drop bigger than the last, and mixed with the familiar iron of Ms. Bloomie.
'A scuffle? But why here, of all places?'
Following the trail down, I eventually reached the bottom. As soon as I stepped onto the ground floor, I could immediately tell the darkness wasn't natural. The shadows were too dense, and they bore a texture, one that reminded me of waves in an ocean.
Reaching over, I flipped the switch, illuminating the once pitch room in a white light that ate away at the writhing shadows, leaving only the thick bloody trail behind, its cooling visage leading further back.
Unafraid, I marched forward, right into the last room, my hand catching the light's chain. The room, like the last, exploded in light, revealing Ms. Bloomie on the floor, thick blood leaking from her eyes as her chest heaved lightly in attempts to breathe.
"Bloomie!" I yelped in panic as my body shot to her side, my arms tucking themselves under her as her usually pale face boasted an even lighter shade.
"Eko's sake! What the hell happened!?"
There was no response.
I ground my teeth before bolting back to the stairs.
When I got to the top, I didn't stop my sprint, only slowing a bit to make sure Abbie was okay before I swiftly bolted out of the house as fast as I could, my form blurring on concrete in attempts to get to Mr. Demi.
'Hang in there, Bloomie, please!'
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Oliver
The familiar rays of sun shot me in the eyes once more as groggy rubies pried themselves free of their prisons, revealing them to the very rays that gave them hope.
But even so, they never wandered from the newly found lock they had on the ceiling, my waking mind still replaying the events of a dream I couldn't remember.
Eventually, my head fell to the side, leaving me to stare at the warm body next to me, his own eyelids closed tight, hiding his Green, gemstone-like eyes behind a similar cage. His chest rose softly in content, but I could feel the turmoil running off him like a faucet, a telling sign of a nightmare.
If one were to look upon him now, all that they would see was calm; the facade he liked to wear ages ago when school first got going: when he could just put up a mask and make people believe whatever he wanted.
My palm came up to his cheek with a gentle stroke as I recognized the familiar flutter.
Even back then, with that mask, he couldn't hide from me, not what he was feeling, not what he was trying so desperately to bury; and it was due to that fact that I recognized the feeling immediately.
Doubt.
It was an old friend of mine that came around every so often to pester and annoy me, and even now, it occasionally poked its nasty head out every once in a while, constantly reminding me that this wouldn't last, no matter what I did to make it so.
I imagined it was the same for him, if not worse, and that part scared me the most.
Engel groaned as his fluttered open, his Emerald gaze groggy with sleep yet curious enough to lock eyes with me.
Sighing, his body slid over a bit, his head falling against my chest as his arms wrapped around me in familiarity, a soft huff escaping him as he hummed in comfort.
The courage to reciprocate almost left me in shock, but my more exotic self took charge, doing it for me as it reached around in a hug before getting a nice grip on his ass, drawing a beautiful moan from his tight throat...
'I wanna fuck him...'
A devious smile reached my face as a pair of rosy eyes roamed over his bare body, its form having come to light under his shift in position.
Without a problem, I rolled his sleeping figure over, leaving him stomach-first against the bed. The fact that he was oblivious to my actions while his tight ass was exposed made me eager to stick my hard cock into him, its ramrod straight core dripping with precum at the thought of rapeing him in his sleep.
I was salivating at the thought of his face when he woke up from the shock of my cock penetrating him.
Lining up my dick with the crack of his ass, I began to grind on him, keeping my voice incredibly low to avoid waking him until I inserted it. That was a tall task when I was already moaning from the thrusting motions, his ass cheeks feeling like a grade A fleshlight.
When his entrance was sufficiently lubricated, I lined up the tip of my cock, before thrusting hard, the slap of his ass echoing through the room as my hips came into contact with them.
Immediately, his head shot up, his gasp followed by an involuntary moan as he gasped for air he didn't know he needed.
I paused my thrusts as I leaned down next to his ear.
"Morning, sleeping beauty."
Engel's head tilted back to me with blurry, hot eyes.
"Olive-"
I thrusted my hips hard again, forcing a slutty wet moan from his morning throat.
"Wha~?"
He tried to speak one more time, but that was about as legible as he could get before another moan was ripped from his slutty mouth, another few thrusts shutting him up before he could finish even a word.
I thrusted again and again like a rabid dog, my hips smacking loudly against him faster and faster, drawing more and more of that slutty tone out as his ass tightened more with each smack, making it harder to last with each one.
His ass was stinging red and kept getting darker and darker.
When the stinging area began to turn into a bruise, I broke, the pressure he was putting on my cock growing to be too much for it to handle.
With one final thrust, I yanked at his hair, forcing his head back in a way that left him staring at me lustfully upside down.
My lips ate his without delay as my dick twitched and jerked in his ass, my hot seed spilling into his anus in thick globs, filling up what it could until it started to spill out of the seal around my dick, the thick white blobs sliding down his ass and in between his thighs, mixing with his own cum sitting in a puddle under his dick where it was forced to stay during the entire thing.
I broke lips with him as I pulled back slowly, my hand letting go of his hair as it retreated to his lower waist before sliding in underneath of it, feeling up his dick and playing in the puddle of cum he made with it.
His head fell back onto the bed, heavy breaths filling the sheets as his body twitched and shuddered under the small shifts of my dick still lodged in his ass.
He moaned into the fabric under him as I slowly pulled out my dick, silently emphasising the slow, tedious nature of the action.
When I was fully unsheathed from his ass, a nice audible *POP* echoed out, subsequently releasing the stuff I stuffed him with.
Gushing white seed spilled out of him in slow laps, its thick gel-like texture joining the puddle underneath him.
His entire body shuddered and jerked as he moaned, his voice splitting up the tone in a way that it stuttered out in parts rather than one whole. The small jerks and twitches under my palm, paired with the fact that I was jerking him off, caused him to nut in my hand, more of his seed spilling outinto the growing puddle.
The feeling was almost enough to make me hard again, but the thought of his taste was more overpowering.
Slowly, I made a hollow fist before pulling my hand out, taking as much of his cum as I could.
Engel's head turned over, his Emerald orbs staring at me as I lowered my head down next to him, keeping the hollow fist close.
When I was sure I had his attention, I opened my fist, making sure he knew what was in my hand.
His hungry eyes watched with rapt attention as I started enjoying his taste, my tongue lapping at his semen like a dog dying of thirst. I made sure to choke and gag on it, to really show my desperation for him, for his seed and dick.
He whined with want as he watched, horny tears leaking from his eyes as his pelvis began to grind against the bed, wet squelches making my mind go numb with a similar yearning for him.
After I was down sucking my slutty fingers clean, I laid down next to him, watching as he humped the bed with a sex-crazed gaze, the reflection in his eyes revealing a similar rut in my Ruby eyes.
Groaning, I rolled over on my back, my sticky hand sliding down my stomach before gently cupping my cock, its semi-hard form growing stiffer by the second as I kept stroking.
Glancing over again, I lifted my legs, my gaze tracking Engel with a deep, instinctual yearning for his cock, but he kept grinding away at the bed, leaving me a whimpering mess.
Keeping the strokes light, I tilted my spread-eagle form toward him before using both of my hands to spread my ass cheeks apart, inviting him to penetrate me, a deep sluty smile dancing on my lips.
The lure seemed to be too much for him as he mindlessly dragged his body up, his arms falling to my hips as he lined up the tip of his cock with my anus.
I pushed my pelvis forward in desperation, moaning in delight as the tip of his cock poked and stretched my sphincter, but the delight turned to a loud whine when he pulled back, a dangerous smile trailing his lips.
It confused me, and excited me, but maybe that was the point, as one second we were hanging there, neither making a move, and the next, I was yelping in surprise as he shoved his dick into me, leaving me to simmer in the pleasure and dry burning sensation of having an unlubricated dick shoved into me, the cum covering his cock having been wiped away at some sneaky point.
"En-Engel~ you ~ohh~."
It was my turn to be unlegible as my Pinkish, Ruby gaze blurred in pleasure, the feeling of his dick hitting my core leaving me gasping with moans.
My hands found their way around his back as I pulled myself into his chest, my sucubus features finally acting up, as my wings flutered and my tail danced around my own cock, forming a cuck ring around my balls.
A burst of pleasure ripped through my core at an intensity I've never even felt before, so much so that my fingers began to dig into Engels back from the pleasure, drawing an equal moan from him.
Each painful thrust slowly became easier and more pleasurable as Engels' precum began to lubricate my walls, leaving me in an equal moaning mess as he was moments ago, except this time, there was nothing to muffel mine, leaving them to ring around the room with vigor and enthusiasm.
My own moans made me feel dirty, and even more horny as it was Engels dick making me into his moaning bitch; it was mortifyingly beautiful.
I began to rock my hips with each thrust, while tightening my inner walls in an attempt to get him to cum.
I was desperate, even hungry, to feel his hot seed cover my walls, to make me feel full. I wanted to feel it twist and swish around in my stomach, leaving me feeling sick and unclean. I wanted to go through this day with his seed in me, a constant lustful reminder of what waited for me when it eventually came to an end.
The thought of him fucking me again made my walls almost strangle his dick in delight.
With one final thrust that made me scream in ecstasy, I ate up the feeling of his warm, beautiful seed filling me up, warming my walls with a horny reminder that I was his bitch, and that he was mine, and mine alone.
When all was said and done, I was left staring into his Emerald gaze with my bright pink orbs, a content feeling welling up in my chest to accompany the warm feeling in my anal walls.
"You know," Engel paused, taking a breath, "you really like to make my life difficult."
I chukled blerily.
"Please, return the, ~oh~, fa~favor."
The kiss we shared lasted until neither of us could breathe, but that didn't matter to me, as a lustful smile bored itself into my face when he started thrusting again.
School could wait.