"Touch of Decay." Iris casted as her spearhead missed the grey humanoid's torso and reached toward its head.
All along its body, the spot-like eyes opened fully as the malformed slime-covered head of the Spawn began to cave in on itself. Iris pushed her hand down leveraging her height against the monster and keeping her wrist safe from the muscular jaw lunging out of its fleshy sheath. Focused on not getting bitten Iris stumbled forward unexpectedly as her hand lodged itself inside the skull of the monster. The Foul Spawn death's blow was to swipe its three-fingered hands in front of itself. Caught by the frantic blow Iris hit the brick wall, getting a great deal of unknown black powder all over herself.
"Last one?" Iris asked herself coughing as she stared at the decaying Spawn which slumped over the canal before falling into the foul-smelling stream and joining its four other kin.
The elf felt robbed that all five of the monsters got away from her leaving her with little more than experience points. If she wanted to prove she had completed her assignment she would need to meander the dark underbelly of Oriripol for who knows how long since she had gotten rather good at navigating the sewers. She a fifty-two-level monster easily dealt with anything inside and she could proudly say that her hunting grounds were the safest region of the entire city. It didn't matter to her what she attacked as long as she would get paid and level up everything was a free game since unlike humans she regenerated and possessed night vision. Thanks to her race she didn't have to worry about conserving supplies for fighting her actual targets and avoiding everything else.
"I want a warm bath." She scowled at her shoulders stained by the mould or something worse growing between the bricks. "Dead end?" She muttered feeling happy as she noticed the tunnel narrow into a pipe for the waste to slowly flow through.
The risen couldn't know how much time had passed but she decided that finding a dead end marked the end of her day. Following the map inside her mind, the tall undead quickly reached the exit and after a short climb, her raven black hair gleamed in the morning light.
Iris took a moment to find the sun in the sky, expecting bells had passed but to her surprise, only a bell had passed. She wasn't the only shocked person around as a couple of the soldiers garrisoned near the sewer entrance who had grown accustomed to the elf's going and outings rose their brows at her early leave. Iris headed toward the Academy taking large strides trying to take advantage of the morning sleepiness gripping the city.
Reaching their room and opening the door with a swift turn of a key, Iris's ears twitched as she heard something inside the door hit the floor.
"Come out." Unaware of the murderous gaze of a dragon, the risen searched for a human too curious for their own good. Rather than an inquisitive maid, the undead found Kia's twin constructs motionless on the ground. "What are you two doing?"
The constructs waddled on the ground a bit, seemingly learning for the first time how to stand up. Finding it irresistible the elven maid helped her fellow creations and dusted their unfiried clay bodies.
"You two were cleaning?" The risen reached for the cloth between the pair, finding it completely dry.
If it was Kia, Iris would have tried to distract the curious girl for long enough so that she would forget. The girl did have this tendency to be easily distracted and even if it would be to satisfy her curiosity, Iris would find her creator scrubbing the floor on her knees shameful. She was about to take away the rag, seeing the fruits of her own labour to be cleaner than anyone else. Yet the tall elven maid didn't stuff the rag into one of the many pockets on her but stood up and opened the door to the servant's room.
"You can't clean without first wetting the floor, with a dry cloth the only thing you're doing is sweeping up the dust. Don't use too much water, just a thin layer before wiping it dry twice for good measure. After you two are done find a place to look like part of the decor," Iris ordered, she had already learned that nicely asking wasn't something Kia's constructs responded well to. Additionally, her saviour had created the two specifically for her to be able to spend more time with Kia, a reason so good Iris's mind didn't even try to rebel and at least try to be humble about it. "I'm going to wash myself and afterwards, I'm going to go over what you two can do while Kia and I are out."
Iris explained where everything they needed was before going into the Master's bedroom. Through her little lecture, she could feel the two watching her in the same shocked way full of disbelieving younger siblings watching their older siblings after calling one of their parents by their first name.
With harsh judgments already laid on her shoulders, the Harbinger couldn't care less as she closed the door behind herself and undressed, taking special care to not sprinkle the black dust all over her and Kia's bedroom.
In dim twilight, Iris must have looked rather mysterious like a spirit from the past doomed to repeat its last task over and over again. Fortunately drawing water was far simpler in this luxurious bathroom reserved for high nobility than any ordinary washroom Iris experienced. Hot water gushed out from a pipe and she was split between whether the pipe she pulled on created hot water or simply heated it but at the moment the undead couldn't bring herself to care.
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Her race muffled her sense of touch but the constant numbness had made the elf acutely aware of the few things which managed to bring some feeling through her thick skin. Carefully pulling the blue Gift from her hair, Iris set it on a ledge making sure it won't move anywhere. The tall woman crouched underneath the pipe and undid her hair, washing all the grime which had stuck to it before moving down her gifted body. The long spiral markings all over her body received extra attention until Iris was sure that she was as clean as she could be.
"So nice..."
Shamelessly sighing in delight, Iris sunk into the bath with a long raven-black veil trailing behind her. The prospects of having a proper bath were simply too seductive to the risen and without thinking she filled up the bath. The water wasn't as hot as how Kia could make it but it was enough for Iris's skin to flush with blood from somewhere deep inside her body. The elf sunk to the bottom of the bath and closed her eyes, focusing on the gentle touch of the water encompassing her.
When she opened her eyes again, the water had gone cold. Thankfully for the risen she was undead so a short underwater nap was as dangerous as knitting. The cold water slushed around as Iris got out, leaving a wet trail behind her. With a practised motion, she wrapped a coarse towel around her torso before she retrieved her blue flower.
"MmmMmm..."
Just as Iris was about to open the door she heard a haggard voice. Careful to make no noise the elf pushed the door open. Her brain had to take a moment as she saw her kitten kneeling on the bed with one hand between her legs.
Renowned for their hunting skills, elves naturally fell into a hunter's role wherever they might find themselves. Instincts from her old life made the tall undead creep behind Kia.
"!"
The soft-skinned bunny didn't notice Iris's approach until the elf grabbed both of her wrists, putting an end to Kia's experimental pleasure.
"Ibis!" The necromancer began trying to free herself from the predator's grasp but no matter how much force she put into her fight, tighter the warm elf held onto both of her wrists.
"What were you doing?" Iris pulled the naughty kitten closer. "And more importantly... why without me~" She whispered with a sweet voracious voice into Kia's ear making the panicked girl, ashamed of getting caught pacified for a moment. Something she would need to work on.
"I d-didn't do anything." The risen almost lost it when Kia spoke, her voice pained by the hint of pleasure taken away from her.
"Let's see~" The elf lifted Kia's hand finding it completely dry. "Is my kitten telling the truth?"
In the eyes of the petite girl wearing the elf's shirt, Iris could see that she wanted to say something. She had a better idea and tugged on Kia's body before invading the mage's mouth.
The risen pushed her knee between Kia's thighs, forcing the perverted maiden to spread her legs wide open. The mage lowered her pale body finding herself helpless against the hoplite before moaning into her captor's mouth as Iris firmly grabbed her butt cheeks. With a slap marking the girl with a reddish handprint Iris kept the pleading girl kneeling.
"Shhh, try to keep quiet or do you want the two to hear what your doing?" Iris pulled back, her calm voice sending shivers down the girl's spine.
The tall raven's jealous hand travelled down along the Anchor Mark, teasing the girl with her fingernails gliding sensuously along Kia's perfect stomach.
"You really hadn't touched yourself..." Caught by surprise the elf asked the girl who gasped for air, puffing cold steam into the air.
"I forgot," An innocent response almost tricked the elf into thinking her kitten hadn't attempted to deny her the pleasure of watching her adorably hopeless face, but her lack of panties made the elf press her fingers hard into her soft skin just above Kia's sex.
"MmmmMmmm!" A soft moan escaped the girl's pursed lips as Iris fondled and rubbed her small breast through the white fabric.
A new wetness accompanied Kia's helpless moans and coos and Iris began to rub her chest along the mage's huggable back. Occasionally Kia's hand would travel past her chest attempting to relieve the building pressure in her womanhood forcing Iris to sharply grasp the wrist of the escaping hand bringing her all the way up. As a punishment, the girl would have her hard rock nipples sticking like two mounds through the shirt, pinched sending her just over the edge but never enough to be satisfied.
The tall hunter dragged her tongue along Kia's cheek but instead of surrendering the oddly wild kitten continued to try to hide. Naturally, the hunter's fingers wrapped around Kia's neck before the risen could notice the muscles on Kia contracting, ready to dash forward. A lustful glint appeared in the two amethyst as they watched the struggling kitten cease like a statue, with a strange expression.
"Rock your hips for me," She ordered causing Kia to do as said with the girl muttering something under her nose. "You like me ordering you?" She asked but was met with the girl completely absorbed in fulfilling herself, leaving a wet blanket on her leg.
Kia's hand rose over her back and began to play with Iris's ear sending cold bolts through her body.
"Nooo." The girl's hips and legs twitched uncontrollably as her creation pulled away from her.
"Lean forward, put your hands in front of you." Iris commanded with the porcelain doll sheepishly doing as she was told.
Elven fingers ran across Kia's spine, having to climb higher as Kia arched her spine. With full access to her womanhood, Iris started to gently play with her kitten. Both of their bodies moved separately with the girl trying to fight the elf each time Iris brought her over the edge, staining the bed with a new dark patch. Each order Iris gave sent the two on an adventure around the bed quickly kicking the covering on the floor while locked between each other legs. The risen lost sense of time, each bell only marked by Kia's ever loader moans.
"Hmm." The tall raven shook, the lingering delight between her legs making the ever-frowning elf smile. Beside her Kia lay still, the short period of respite proving enough for her to fall asleep. The awake undead gently touched the purple crystal pulsating inside Kia's chest. A strange sense of clairvoyance overtook the satisfied hunter watching her prey bring an end to her feast.
"I love you, you're such a good..." The girl stripped naked at one point and fluttered her eyelashes a strange sleepy yet delighted smile plastered on her face
"Iris," Her soul parasite weakly reached her hand toward Iris. Leaning into Kia's cold grasp, the elf felt delicate fingers do something with her gleaming black hair before unexpectedly being pulled down. "Shhhh, I want to remember this." Unable to pull the monstrous hoplite down the girl hushed her throne, trying her best to hide the afterglow of the hunt.
Upon hearing Kia's words, like a young buck the elf moved forward ready to repeat the night all over again but found the girl falling asleep with a serene expression even this ruthless predator couldn't desecrate. Unable to resist her Sun and Star's last order, Iris lay down beside the girl who in her sleep found and picked up Iris's right hand with what must have been the last shreds of strength, resting it around her slender neck shielding the pinkish bite marks the elf claimed her with.
She is so spoiled. The risen with an immortal lapiz-black flower in her hair, kissed the girl on her forehead before allowing the strange undead to use her chest as a pillow. The hot and cold permeated between their bodies equalising into a soothing equilibrium.