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Chapter 12
🕑 Added 2024-01-19 14:48:40 +0000 UTCI’m not ashamed to announce that the haze of hot, almost dizzying arousal was what spurred on my mad dash through the Docks. One moment I was sprinting down the sidewalk and slipping into an alleyway, and the next the citizens of Brockton Bay bore witness to a large, feathery black serpent soaring high into the sky. Pictures were taken, gasps were gasped, and fingers were pointed in awe at the majesty of the beautiful, mythical creature. I didn’t mind the fanfare - other than the origins of my abilities, I had no interest in hiding everything I could do. Constantly hiding my new abilities as the wielder of the Celestial Grimoire would quickly become obnoxious as fuck, firstly, and secondly…I just wanted to get back to the bunker.
My body demanded it.
Flying from the Boardwalk to the fringes of the Train Yard took only a fraction of the time it would have taken me on foot. A few minutes of soaring through the sky was all it took to arrive at my destination, and I burst through one of the abandoned warehouses near the bunker in order to shift back and make sure that no one had been following behind me in my trek through the clouds. Full bestial shifting like what I could do was extremely rare in Brockton Bay - the only one I could think of off the top of my head was Hookwolf, and even he was less ‘majestic, flesh and blood creature’ and more ‘scary amalgamation of steel blades’.
Fortunately, as I hopped out the same low window I crashed in through and landed lightly on the other side, I could see that the sky seemed clear of flying capes.
From there, it only took me a couple more minutes to make my way back to the bunker.
Another amazing thing about having a software tinker as a roommate? She filled my phone with enough high-quality programs to make even the most avid of mobile users green with envy. One such program, simply named ‘Bunker Breaker’, was the special software she used to keep our hideout secure. I wasn’t privy to the coding specifics but it was pretty self-explanatory, like scanning a QR code or using Apple Pay. I simply had to open the program, swipe the QR-like icon against the door’s little screen, and voila - open sesame.
I made no noise as I entered our little hideout. I didn’t call out to Cassie, or slam the door shut to announce my arrival - there was a certain static-like tenseness in the air, in my chest, and being loud would only work to dispel it. Instead, I closed the large door as calmly as I could, trying my best to remain cool and composed despite my heart threatening to beat out of my chest. I wasn’t a nervous guy at all, but this wasn’t the beating heart of a nervous man - it was excitement, pure and simple. My fingers twitched, my blood sang, and I could practically feel Aqshy flowing like liquid fire throughout the bunker. I clearly wasn’t the only one excited.
The actual hideout was dim when I made my way down the ladder. It was awkward, descending downwards with a raging hard on, but I’d been through more awkward situations before and I made it work.
Cassie was waiting for me in her normal spot at her computer desk, her knees pulled up to her chest. I simply took a moment to look at her, breathe in the tantalizing sight before me.
Nervousness and excitement was clear in the nervous sheen of sweat on her body in spite of the cool temperature, along with the nervous tremble of her hand as she shyly covered her palm-sized breasts. She was just as shirtless as she was in the photo, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. Her skin was pale and smooth, unmarred and free of any blemish or scar, and I could already imagine just how soft her body would be in my hands. Her sides had a small amount of chub, and her stomach was only slightly pudgy - not enough to ever be considered ‘fat’ or ‘chubby’, but enough to show that she wasn’t the type to work out or be very physically active.
I couldn’t see what sight lay between the smooth expanse of her legs because her other hand was shielding it from view. That wouldn’t do at all. I knew how to deal with the timid and inexperienced girl - she needed a strong, guiding hand to take charge and show her how it was done, and I just so happened to possess quite a decent amount of experience in the matter.
She squeaked when I took a step forward, dropping my mask off of my face with a clatter. My eyes stared into hers with an intensity that I rarely felt.
“J-jay…” Cassie murmured breathlessly, wiggling her hips in her computer chair and blushing all the way down her neck. Her bottom lip was toyed with between her teeth as she looked away, and words just seemed to spill from her mouth. “I-I’m- I don’t know how to do this the right way, I’m sorry. I-I’ve just been feeling so h-horny and I really want you to kiss me and spank me when I’m bad and then you were t-talking a lot to that Parian woman and-”
I cut her off. Or, rather, my hands cut her off when I dropped them lightly on her scrunched up knees. She jolted at the touch of my warm, calloused palms, a low groan bubbling out of her chest. “Shhh,” I shook my head, slowly lowering myself to my knees in front of the quaking girl, catching her gaze with my own. “I promised you a present, beautiful…lemme give it to you.”
Cassie’s lips parted. With her face flushed red and her chest heaving with each nervous breath, she seemed almost overwhelmed with arousal. “B-beautiful? Please say it again…” she whispered softly.
I had to hold myself back from grinning.
“You,” I began, gently yet firmly gripping her knees and spreading her tensed legs apart, “Are…” She allowed me to control her lower body, whining almost silently in the back of her throat as my large hands stroked the soft, sensitive skin along her thighs. “Absolutely beautiful, Cassie.”
I leaned in and brushed my lips against her inner thigh.
“Eee!”
She jolted again, like my soft touch was a static shock through her body. Her right hand was still covering her pussy, but there was no hiding that universal scent of feminine arousal. With every uncontrollable tremor and wiggle of her hips, I could see the wet, sticky evidence of her horniness sliding and squishing against the visible folds of her fat, pliable asscheeks. Cassie was down bad.
And she knew I knew it, too. Her eyes stared down at me with both dizzying lust and embarrassed horror. “I’m sorry-”
“You’re wet,” I couldn’t help it - I grinned in amusement. Before she could get even more embarrassed, however, I continued as if nothing happened. “And if you want your present, you’ll let me see.”
Something about the way I said it gave the shy hacker a bit of confidence. She swallowed and slowly, almost fearfully, rubbed her right hand in a small circle against her pussy. A wet, squishy noise filled the room. “O-oh! …Mmm, what-” she whimpered in pleasure, her hips twitching forward uncontrollably. Her eyes stared unerringly into mine. “What if I don’t show you, Jason? What’ll happen?”
My grin took a dark edge. “I can show you better than I can tell you.”
Her head tilted, a snarky smile beginning to grow on her soft red lips. “Sure-”
I activated Sanctum. The mote of light in my soul, already aware of how I wanted my magical home to appear, wasted no time in doing what magic did best - completely and utterly ignoring all physics to give an otherworldly and distinctly impossible effect. The results spoke for themselves; no longer were we in a rundown, drafty underground bunker…at least, on the inside. With a startled yelp, Cassie fell back onto a large, soft bed covered in rose petals. Her rickety old computer chair was nowhere in sight, and music began playing softly in the background.
In her sudden shock, she left her body completely uncovered. Small, perky titties capped off with delicious looking pink nipples, and she apparently decided to shave. Her bare pussy, wet and still dripping with arousal, was on full display. I honestly didn’t think it was possible for me to get any harder than I was at that moment. She wasn’t the most voluptuous woman I’d ever been with, but there was something so innocent, pure, and mind blowingly sexy about the way she stared up at me, mouth parted and eyes wide.
I couldn’t hold myself back any longer.
“Jay, w-where did-...oh. My god.”
A burst of pride shot through me at Cass’s awed gasp as I slowly pulled the form-fitting t shirt up and over my head. I tossed it carelessly to the side, making sure to keep eye contact with her even as I firmly grasped the waistband of my pants. “Come closer,” I tilted my head, a lazy smirk forming on my lips as I unashamedly looked the naked girl up and down.
She shivered at my tone.
“Yes sir,” she murmured, the sudden shift in environment bringing her nervousness right back to the forefront. Cassie crawled forward slowly, her wide eyes never pulling away from my heated gaze. She moved closer and closer on her hands and knees until she was at the end of the bed, looking up at me with her dark, beautiful eyes.
I reached forward and gripped her jaw lightly with my hand.
“Mmm, Jason…” Cassie whimpered, pressing her thighs tightly together. Every sound she made, every movement, fanned the flames of lust inside of me. I studied her face silently, tilting her head ever so slightly to the left and to the right as I did so. I didn’t necessarily need to, of course - I had perfect memory, and I’d long since burned her face into my brain, but I liked handling her like this.
Judging by the panting, she enjoyed it too.
“Open your mouth.” I whispered.
She didn’t hesitate. Still panting and whimpering, Cass wiggled her ass and parted her lips obediently. I traced her bottom lip gently, almost caressing it, and my heart pounded when she immediately sucked it into her warm, wet mouth. Her eyes were almost pleading as she looked up at me, circling the tip of my thumb with her tongue and hollowing out her cheeks. “Mmmf~...”
A few moments later, I gripped her short black hair with my free hand and gave a gentle, yet firm tug. With a loud, wet ‘pop’, Cass pulled her head back. Her eyes seemed almost glazed over in pleasure. “Jaaay…” she whined, blushing.
“Hm?” Still gripping her hair, I gave her an amused smile.
Cheeks flushed and tits heaving, Cass blinked desperately up at me. “I wanna kiss you so badly, Jay. Pleaseee! My first kiss…” The last part was a shy and embarrassed whisper.
I knew it. “Stick out your tongue, pretty girl.”
The sudden command mixed with the compliment threw her for a stuttering, happy loop. “W-wha- huh?”
I relaxed my grip on her hair a little bit as I leaned down, moving my face a scant few inches away from her own. Her eyes dilated at the close proximity, and I could see her gaze darting down to my smirking lips. “Stick. Out. Your. Tongue.” I repeated slowly, word by word.
“U-um, okay…aaaah-MMMF!”
As soon as her tongue, small and cute, began to loll out from between her lips, I moved in with the speed of a serpent. My tongue wrapped around hers, the wet muscles sliding wetly against each other before I pushed forward and overtook her lips with my own. Cass seized up from the sensation, moaning hotly into my mouth as my tongue completely dominated hers. She stood no chance, not even bothering to put up a fight as I took control over the kiss.
There were no ‘sweet pecks’ or ‘awkward bumps’ - within moments her body fell backwards onto the bed, overtaken by all of the brand new sensations, and I followed her. My hands found her thin wrists and I wrenched them over her head, intertwining her fingers with mine as I ransacked her mouth with my tongue. I wanted - no, I need to claim every inch of this girl’s body.
“MMMMF-”
The hard, swollen bulge of my cock ground against the drooling, swollen pink lips of Cassie’s pussy as we made out in the bed, and sparks flew through my vision at the sudden burst of pleasure and frustration. She definitely felt it more than me, however - her hips spasmed at the contact, and she damn near bit tongue. Slowly, I broke our liplock, watching satisfactorily as a long line of drool connected our mouths to one another.
“Haa…haa…haa…” Cassie panted, her tongue hanging limp out the side of her mouth as she stared blankly up at the ceiling. She looked completely out of it, riding the high of whatever had been flashing through her mind and body while I fucked her mouth with my tongue.
It seemed like it was up to me to get her back on track.
ZIIIIIP.
“H-huh?” The sudden sound of my pants unzipping seemed to break the girl out of her dazedness. She blinked rapidly before looking back down to me. “Mm, Jay, that was-”
Cassie froze mid-sentence.
I bit back a groan as the cool air brushed over the hot, pulsating flesh of my hard cock. I gave it a long stroke and simply watched Cassie, enjoying the way that her tongue came back out to lick over her swollen lips. Nervousness warred with overwhelming desire on her face, alongside an undercurrent of very real fear. It was understandable, though - little Jay was thick, veiny, and quite long - penis enhancements were not something I’d ever need to use magic for, and I knew that without a shadow of a doubt.
“That’s…that’s your dick,” Cassie breathed, still gaping at the pillar of man meat that was hovering between her legs. She swallowed and looked up at me, directly into my eyes. “W-will it fit? Please tell me it’ll fit, Jay…” Her breath caught in her throat, and she began to wiggle her hips again. I groaned, deep in my throat, when the movement caused her soft, thick thigh to brush against the shaft.
“I want it…” Cassie’s right hand slipped between her legs again, and she continued to stare in my eyes as her fingertips began to slowly, almost shamefully, rub against her pussy. “A-ahh, fuck…sir, pleaseee…”
“It’ll fit,” I said hoarsely, my own hand beginning to stroke my cock. “Especially if you get it all nice and wet for me, baby.” Pre-cum made it easier - even without lube, I was aroused enough to fill my own fucking bottle. Cassie’s eyes widened at the sight of me unabashedly jerking myself off over her body, and her fingers began rubbing faster.
“Jaaaason…” she whined pitifully, almost crying, as her hips grinded harshly against her sticky hand. “I promise I’ll get my pussy nice and wet for you, master. I want your big, strong dick to break meee, pleaseee. Please, master!” One of her fingers dipped inside of her pussy as she was rubbing it, and Cassie cried out loudly. I doubted she was even aware of what she was saying at this point.
Master though, huh? Interesting - I mentally filed that away for later. Right now I was too busy trying not to bust in the middle of our mutual masturbation.
“Damn…” I gritted out, jerking my cock faster in time with the loud, squelching sounds of Cassie’s fingers. I could see it in her pleasure-stricken face - she was gonna come much faster than me, and at that absolute peak was when I would attack, but for now all I needed was her matching my gaze and fucking herself beneath me. I didn’t think that the night was gonna go like this…not at all, actually. I’d expected some kissing, us confessing to each other, maybe some grinding or sucking but…I wouldn’t trade this outcome for anything.
“O-oh fuuuuck! I- I think…!” The sound of her fingers going in and out of her tight wet pussy increased, and I knew that she was close. It was only a matter of time, and I wanted to be the one to force it out of her. Immediately, I let go of my dick and moved her hand out of the way.
“H-hey-!”
I lowered my body and drove my hips forward, cutting off whatever she was about to say. All nine inches of hot, swollen dick meat slid into Cass’s needy pussy, driving the wind out of the girl’s lungs. I growled low in my throat, the almost vice-like grip of her soft, velvety walls almost forcing the orgasm out of me immediately. Only an iron will kept me from cumming, and I gritted my teeth and drove through the feeling in order to start pounding into the horny little bitch beneath me. The clap of my balls smacking against her tight little asshole filled the room.
PLAP.
PLAP.
PLAP.
“F-fuck, fuck, fuck - yesssss! Mmmf, please master I’m so close I’m so close!”
I leaned forward over Cassie’s quaking body, my right hand drifting down to rub fervently against her slick clit while my left tweaked roughly at her hard pink nipples. Her pussy was beginning to convulse and spasm around my shaft, and I knew that she was on the precipice. She just needed a little bit more.
“Please, please, fuck me, fuck me, fuckmeeee…!” Her words began to slur and mesh together as her head fell back onto the soft mattress, drool leaking freely out the corner of her mouth. Her lower body began to lift and jerk upwards, and I adjusted my position mid-thrust so that I was still able to pound down into the wet, gripping depths of her fuckhole. She was tight, almost to the point of slight discomfort, but her overwhelming arousal made her body relax and loosen just enough to allow me plunging access.
I was hitting all the right spots, and I knew what was coming next.
“J-Jay! Jay, it feels too good I’m gonna pass out. I can’t thiiiink!” Cassie’s slurred voice was almost scared at the overstimulating feelings running through her body. I responded by lengthening and strengthening my thrusts.
“AAH!”
“On the count of three, baby.” I spoke over her heavy pants and high-pitched moans. Her eyes dazedly turned over to me, and I grinned at the fucked-silly expression on her face. Talk about a way to lose your virginity.
“Ah~, ah~, MMM! W-what did you say?”
“One.” I twisted her nipples sharply to the right, my large hand easily capable of grabbing both of the abused pink buds in one go, and felt Cassie’s pussy contract around my dick in response. She screeched, gripping the sheets with a white-knuckled grip.
“Wait, w-wait, please Jay I’m g-gonna-”
“Two.” My other hand turned into a blur as I began flicking and rubbing her swollen, aroused clitoris even faster. Not enough to hurt…much, but enough to take her over the edge.
“P-PLEASE! I’M, I CAN’T H-HOOOLD ITTTTT-”
“T-three. Fuck. Cum for me, baby.” I could feel my heavy balls go tense as my willpower failed me, and stars began shooting like rockets across my vision. My hips sped into greased lightning as I tossed Cassie’s legs over my shoulders, adjusted my position on the bed, and began laying into her with every ounce of frustration, anger, fear, and love I had roiling around in my body since I arrived in Earth Bet. Sweat dripped into my eyes but it did nothing to keep my sights away from my screaming, convulsing lover. Even in the throes of pleasure, she was mesmerizing and cute.
“J-Jay, Jay- JAYYYYY! I’M- I’M CUMMINGGGG! P-PLEASE, pleaseeee, itwon’tstooooop…!” She broke off into unintelligible babbling, grinding her pussy wantonly in the air as a mind-shattering orgasm tore through her body and sent her brain into a different dimension. Her eyes rolled back, drool staining the expensive-looking sheets beneath her head as a large amount of clear liquid sprayed out of her pussy like a cinched water hose.
I was used to an ex squirting, so the sudden spray didn’t surprise me - I’d felt the telltale signs already. Instead, I pulled my cock out of her pussy with a loud, wet ‘plop’ and grinded the drenched shaft against her flexing and squirting entrance.
“Mmm, fuck yesss. Finally...!” I tensed my abs and snarled as stars exploded again, and my body was finally allowed to orgasm. Long, pearly white strands of hot, thick cum blasted from the engorged tip of my dick, splattering messily along Cassie’s soft stomach, her heaving tits, and even sliding down into the graceful curve of her neck. It lasted for quite a few seconds - the majority of which I was grunting and zoned out, but by the end of it the thoroughly fucked hacker had finally stopped cumming. The amount of cum on her body was…definitely not normal.
I felt the amulet around my neck warm up at the realization. ‘...Alright, good to know - stamina translates to sex as well.’ It, plus my own physical growth, was probably why lil’ Jay was quickly growing hard once again.
Cassie blurrily opened her eyes and let out a low, shuddering groan. Gingerly, I lowered her hips to down to the bed - because she was unconsciously still arching them up - and leaned down to lightly kiss her on the lips. She squeaked at the contact, wiggling and blushing cutely when I pulled away. “You alright?”
“..Haaa,” she breathed, fluttering her eyes closed. “I…feel like I’m dreaming. And floooating. Hehe…did that really just happen?” Her voice was slow, distant - clearly the girl was riding off of the post-orgasmic high.
I grinned with a mix of amusement and cockiness. “Yep,” I popped the ‘p’, rubbing my hands down the sticky curvature of her thigh. Her hips jerked in response.
“Mmm…” Cassie opened her eyes again, and I had to stop myself from flinching at the pure breadth of adoration and warmth that was present in those dark, beautiful orbs. “You didn’t go easy on me at all, Jay. Younger than me and still such a harlot. Not fair, hmph…” And there she was, pouting again. I chuckled at her expression.
“We’ll try something different this time then.” I said lightly, still stroking her thigh. She smiled dreamily in response.
“Hehe, yesss. I’ve seen a lot of hen- I mean, videos. Next time let’s try-”
“Not next time,” I cut her off, murmuring the language of the High Elves beneath my breath. Hysh, the Wind that I’d become most familiar with over the past few days, responded promptly to my call. A white glow ran from the hands on Cassie’s thigh and straight into her body, and the girl moaned in surprise at the sudden invasion of purifying magic.
Cleansing Glow suffused her body before fading away like it was never there, leaving her completely and utterly spotless.
“U-um, thank you I guess, but what do you mean ‘not next time’?” Anticipation and nervousness began to show on her face, and my cocky grin took on a slightly more greedy tint.
“I mean what I mean.” I leaned back on my knees and swatted Cassie lightly on her inner thigh. It wasn’t especially forceful or hard, but the meaty softness of her legs caused the slap to echo crisply through the room. She jumped, flushing with both arousal and fear. “Now turn around and stick your ass in the air, slut.”
Her eyes widened at the demeaning term, and if it wasn’t for the way that her thighs abruptly squished and rubbed together, I would’ve assumed that she was offended or hurt. “B-but, you just came. Google said that men-”
“One…” I began lazily, and her mouth opened in shock.
“Jay, wh-”
“Two…”
That was all the warning she needed, apparently. “Okay, master~.”
With a squeak and a giggle that she tried to stifle in the sheets, Cassie hurried to roll over onto her stomach and clench the sheets beneath her. Her fat, jiggly ass rose tantalizingly slowly in the air, and I suspected that it was only the endorphins released by her squirting orgasm that gave her the confidence to wiggle those cheeks back and forth the way that she was doing. It wasn’t exactly twerking yet, but they would be soon.
Her pussy was already beginning to drool in excitement - the incorrigible little minx. I gripped my hard shaft and gave it a slow pump. “Imma show you a few things you’re never gonna experience watching hentai.”
The wiggling ceased. “I don’t watch hentai!” Cassie hissed over her shoulder, cheeks burning in self-righteous anger.
SMACK.
“Eee!”
I massaged the reddening globe of soft flesh and fixed her with a lazy, lidded stare. “‘I don’t watch hentai’ what?” I asked condescendingly.
She pouted, shame and horniness clear on her face. Her ass wiggled again. “S-Siiiir,” she whispered longingly.
I rubbed the bulbous head of my cock against her wet, slickened folds, grinning at her hiss of pleasure. “Good girl…”
That one positive affirmation was all she needed to throw her ass back, spearing her broken-in pussy completely on my dick in one forceful, gyrating motion.
“Ah, fuck…”
“MMMF, yesss…!”
And as we went for seconds, thirds, and after a quick use of Hysh, fourths…well, let’s just say that not much productivity was had that evening.
Even still, however, throughout all of our passionate lovemaking, I had to wonder; what, exactly, did that make Cassie and I now?
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Perks Received:
Power-Granting Deal (Sailor Moon - 400 CP): You may grant a portion of your power and some of your powers to up to eight willing people at the same time, if you wish. This power is connected to you, and you may take it back any time you wish. However, your power will decrease the more power you give someone. You may also share your powers or other forms with people, but until you take them back you will lack the power you gave. You may, for example, give someone your fire powers or part of your vast wells of magical power or give your excess energy to someone to empower them.
Hidden Intuition (Cultist Simulator - 200 CP): It’s easy to get the title, but it’s quite hard to keep the job. To grow old as a detective of the Suppression Bureau one requires more than just everyday skills. Through this ability you may identify hidden knowledge about a clue, an object, a situation, or a person in ways that are easy for you to understand. From your perspective, cursed items shrill ominously, poisons fume with a toxic green color, important items glow visibly, and bad situations make your skin crawl. What’s better is that these experiences are always trustworthy as they cannot be imitated, suppressed or countered, and they always adapt to cover new situations that you experience or new senses that you unlock.
850 CP Remaining (For Now).
