And The Storm Comes

Ciemnosc instantly felt the most powerful pressure he has ever gone through in his entire life. There was no intention to pressure him though, to tone his prowess down. Yet Ciemnosc felt the power of this beast right before him as he lay already dead and breathless but still clinging to this world, somehow. It made his chest sink, at the very least.

“First Ancestor, hello, I brought him here.” Walking towards the bed of stone, queen Olga had Ciemnosc following her steps right behind her. The beast on top of the bed wasn’t moving in the slightest and had its arms at its sides. When the queen came closer to him, she had to raise her hands and place them near… his right ear, which was slightly petrified but it still had warmth and some soft fur here and there.

Catching the right ear with both hands, they appeared tiny compared to the gigantic bunny ears. Ciemnosc looked at its hands, only to see them mostly stuck to his body. It was then that the voice spoke again, and this time towards him. With a thundering echo, yet of a low volume, it said. “The kid… he… you are here. Welcome…”

“Wow, such a raspy and hoarse voice. I would’ve really thought it would be smooth and cold, like a machine working with sharpening simple swords. How so?” Ciemnosc’s interested, intrigued, curious, and suspicious words greeted back the person on top of the bed. Silence pursued his enthusiastic words, and both queen Olga and the First seemed to look at each other, maybe trying to keep each other’s mind intact from Ciemnosc’s antics.

“Will this be better?” A smoother, flawless but cold like steel voice sounded next. Ciemnosc stood right to the left of the First. He jerked his neck slowly back and looked down at the practically stone statue lying on the bed of stone. With a calm tone, Ciemnosc exclaimed, “Hoh, it is. How was it possible to happen?”

“... For the person to help me preserve my life for just… a little more… you are different and curious, kid.” The First said, his entire body like stone without any part of its body moving. Just then, queen Olga looked at Ciemnosc. Her face came close to Ciemnosc’s right ear. She whispered softly, “Here, like this, Milord Ciemnosc. Hold his left ear. I will remain at the side for now. Please talk as you please. He is usually always quiet… He just wanted to let you hear his true voice, even if it meant wasting some more energy.”

Saying so, queen Olga waited until Ciemnosc placed his fingers to hold the left bunny ear, to which his finger felt not a single trace of life. But as Ciemnosc continued to hold it, he realized it was soft and delicate, but not as a fine piece of fabric, and that it was far from being able to sell for a fair price to even commoners.

Ba-dump.

“!” It was here, it was obvious, and it felt like life itself. Suddenly, from just holding it as he was, Ciemnosc felt the pulse of a heartbeat from it. There was the sensation of a vein pumping. And it wasn’t just blood, pure energy or empty. It was simply the traversing of… lifeforce, blood essence, and bloodline. It was a majestic discovery that was altogether new to Ciemnosc.

“How was this done?” As Ciemnosc spoke, queen Olga moved to the wall to the right of the First while he remained on the spot and holding the left ear. The First remained silent for 3 seconds, and that alone before responding with its Power Energy-based voice, it seemed to be emitting itself from all over its body and into the entirety of this hall.

“It is called a Spiritual Seed. It is… what is given birth to after breaking through. A… progress in the cultivation path that… I do not have the privilege to teach you kid.” First’s voice spoke out, Ciemnosc’s Spirit Sense was traveling all of the veins that the First had, including the one he was holding, which seemed to be entwined with all of his body. There were only 3. The other 2 were for the Psychogenic and Dantian Link respectively.

“Why can’t you?” Ciemnosc asked. And to the First’s gladness as the latter responded right away. “It’s not my place. I can’t be your teacher also. You are, as well… not destined for this little of a world.”

“How is your body dried up but… your entire lifeforce, bloodline, and blood essence still be there… somewhere and safe?” Ciemnosc asked. Queen Olga looked at them, but mainly at Ciemnosc’s face. The First took only 2 seconds before speaking this time, “I failed in my breakthrough to the… Ashes Appercetion realm.”

“Even though I succeeded in breaking through… I failed. I simply had deviation while breaking through. That… is failing.” The First spoke, and queen Olga continued to speak. “Failing, no matter what is failing. Even though it wasn’t my fault, and it was the world itself that wouldn’t allow me for it is too weak... To be a cultivator and not understand nature’s status… that is the opposite of what we should do, represent nature itself.”

“Kid, Milord- haha, Ciemnosc…” The First spoke directly to Ciemnosc this time, the latter continued to observe, but this time, he moved around the bed made of stone as the former went on. Queen Olga continued to observe them and his face. “A couple years ago, we were also visited by those outsiders. Not from this world. If it wasn’t because one of them called Ixi.”

“He is… supposedly the speaker of all beasts in the entire… well… in everything. We do not know the veracity of these claims. But without his words and his help, our organizations here would’ve faced rape, torture, and extermination. The only reason he did not allow it was because of his respect for these… lands with their ‘long past history’. As well as a certain law. He did not elaborate. But he made it obvious that if it wasn’t because of that, he would’ve taken our queen away to be his mating partner.”

“Why?” Ciemnosc didn’t even frown or look at queen Olga for that matter and asked the First, still moving around its body and now standing close to its feet. The First, however, was unusually silent and only answered after quite a bit of time had gone by.

“He said he was in need of a new, high-quality breeding toy for the next age…”

Ciemnosc became silent as soon as he heard those words. There was no need for trickery or lies at this moment, though he of course scanned everything. Seeing him unresponsive, the First understandingly continued with his words, chatting with Ciemnosc as he pleased. On one of those occasions, he arrived at another interesting matter. The First spoke freely, in its mechanized demeanor, of course. “Queen Olga, chosen several thousands of years ago, almost 20,000 years ago… She is only to be married if she wants to and would allow the subsequent king or queen to be selected in the same way that she was.”

“Unless she deems someone worthy of leading the entire Beast Race to heights that are impossible to even think about.” The First words only continued to go on and on as time passed. Ciemnosc would respond sometimes and remain quiet to others. As time went by, he finished inspecting all he had to see, finishing up by going over to his left ear once again and holding it, this time in marvel and much more. Queen Olga joined in right away.

“Anything else to say? I can give you some pills, but they will require scarce ingredients. I can also build a few array formations, you will gain more air from the sunlight from above, and even the smells of the flora up above can be transmitted too. That helps even for… cultivators.” Ciemnosc said once he and queen Olga held the gigantic ears.

“... Sigh, Ciemnosc.” The First spoke again, this time in his hoarse voice, wilful at least for this moment as his next words were spoken through his Power Energy. “I am glad to have met you before… you left. I am truly fortunate, I can’t think enough of what would be good enough for you in exchange for your treatment, array formations, and granting me with a visit.”

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“May I-” The First’s voice was somewhat shaky, which could only expose how much these words meant to this who-knew-how-old beast. But queen Olga interrupted him, her voice beautiful as always and even sounding delicate, like that of a girl’s, not a queen. “First Ancestor, please do not speak for me. I am the queen now. I will decide like one.”

“... It was nice seeing you before it kid.” The First spoke one last time before going fully silent. As he did, even the hall seemed to have become… lifeless. But the thumping entwined vein bombed some more lifeforce, lifeforce, and blood essence within these moments of silence.

“...?” Feeling a set of fingers on his right shoulder, softly caressing him but also feeling quite romantic as they fell down his back, Ciemnosc looked to his left to see the queen look at him as she walked away. “Let’s go. He must rest now. He has used his own body for too much. He could only wake up in a month or some weeks.”

Flap, thud.

Letting go of the furry, gigantic ear, Ciemnosc left the hall following queen Olga’s steps, her waist swaying as she calmly walked out in mourning. Then, the rest of the way was silent as they went up the stairs. Ciemnosc, of course, watched that butt move and jiggle at times. He was glad he hasn’t taught them the array formations for keeping one’s dignity away from himself. But he was also hurting as he knew she would know someday and ask for it. He would then no longer be able of exploring her with his eyes or Spirit Sense.

However, by then, Ciemnosc would’ve designed a plan to have her as his own.

“Oh, and one thing.” Just as they were coming out of the stairs and into the exterior, queen Olga turned around, her face close to his and their bodies even more as she ‘suddenly’ stopped that Ciemnosc didn’t have time to stop his legs from attaching themselves to her thighs. “It isn’t just because I have decided to let the next behind me take the throne like I did.”

She turned around, faced Ciemnosc directly, then hugged his neck and her face was so close to his. “It is also if I am just conquered.”

“!!” However, as soon as her words left her lips, it was filled up with Ciemnosc’s mouth instead. Her eyes went wide, but she closed them immediately. However, her body reacted to push herself away. Yet, when Ciemnosc’s hands went to her waist… she was just hopeless.

“Mm, mnh… mngh…” It wasn’t that she was weak to his touch. Just as she was a powerful cultivator just half a step away from the Ashes Apperception realm, Ciemnosc’s bodily strength left her helpless. She just didn’t dare use her Power Energy too much before she eventually gave up. Her mouth was eaten by him, she was then truly helpless, but before she could call the bells inside her stubborn head, those slightly pale, cold lips were no longer invading her lips, tongue, and teeth.

… On a whole other occasion and after the events of both visiting for the first time the First and when taking a lap around the Beast Race’s natural array formations. Ciemnosc and queen Olga found themselves once more together riding in many of their little, silly dates of simply going to watch over the ordinary people. Sometimes even mingle together and sleep, in separate bedrooms at inns, with queen Olga’s decisions of course.

Whoosh, swoosh…

As they were returning to the Nulla Kingdom, on the strongest flying bat Creature in the entire world, Ciemnosc and queen Olga were just crossing through the barrier. Just when they were in that sensation again, that ‘limbo’ between the interior and the exterior, Ciemnosc felt a ripple through the barrier. It was new, and he never experienced it before. It was just before entering that place, but he didn’t do anything to it as something told him it had to do with the woman holding his torso from behind.

And so it was. The moment they entered the barrier, he immediately noticed that the bat they were riding, as always, didn’t almost find the other end of the barrier in just another few seconds. And in the same moment that they entered it, he was being caressed by the pure and obstinate queen Olga; leader of the entire Beast Race.

It didn’t take her more than 10 seconds to find her way below, where she could feel his heart beat in another manner… with another smell and taste of his skin other than the lips she has tasted - and dreamed of since then.

Before Ciemnosc turned to face her, she began slowly turning him around, but she was with her lower body attached to her part of the saddle. Meanwhile, her hands were caringly taking his humble pants off. They were pretty damn fine for him though. By the time he faced her, her hands were already being lasciviously licked by her flat, widened tongue, and her eyes were closed with desire.

Not that long after her lewd antics, not long at all, she was with her torso flat on the back of her powerful bat, and her face was exploring the insanely commendable object that was all but meat. Even days, weeks, and a month past this, Ciemnosc was nightly tormented by these events.

Because, without any hesitation or fear, she began servicing him with his mouth. And the view of her twisted waist up as her small bum showed, along with her face going up and down as her mouth widened to the utmost to take him, tormented Ciemnosc’s both; decisions and respect for her being.

He would always remember oh so well how her lips simply went up and down, all that she could, to the point her thin and fragile throat even accommodated him as she learned how to even give extra, tormentous, pleasure while he was all so deep. Her heart beating so hard it could make some more extra pleasure for his virility as she lapped her tongue all around after a rough session of pleasing him.

Every long time that a session of such limitless endeavor was granted to his body, a break would follow, and in it, she would simply show herself to him with all the care she could muster. Not even the beauty of nature itself could do anything as her face, body, intentions and hung ears brought him to what was undisputable Ciemnosc’s greatest sexual encounter.

Her tongue traced through his every vein, her teeth not being used to keeping to themselves and scrapping, sometimes even biting as she felt like a nice raw piece of meat was delivering juices to her tasting buds. Her lips sucked and sucked every part she found, from his urethra to rest his testicles over the bridge of her nose and her nostrils not showing mercy as they also tormented Ciemnosc.

Even as her tongue sought to peek through his phallus urethra, it was all but part of the break that simply gained Ciemnosc nothing but to feel at her mercy. And then she would continue to suck him again, her head bobbling up and down, back and forth, at her own pace and length. Every time more insane, and each time more pleasurable and experienced than the last.

Her eyes, even if not her entire body yet, were already his from then on.

But, the real ‘experience’ here was, however, how they were almost caught as Ciemnosc was close to delivering his seed into her belly by no coitus means when the bat and they suddenly went out of the barrier and… Ciemnosc had to park the load quickly before they received a fine.

Still, even as the skies of her kingdom were surrounding them and they were out in the open, with her mouth full of her cock, she just simply, and slowly, finished her ‘man’ with glamour and pleasure. It was just the passage that the boy needed to truly become a man, maybe his mind clearing up for the last pieces of pain to vanish from his thirsty conscience. Thirsty, and hungry… so hungry.

***

It was now the 8th month of the 1st year, on the 1st week and day. Ciemnosc was already 12 years old, in his 12th month, and was already halfway through becoming a grown and virile 13-year-old young boy.

But other than being so close to his birthday, as strange as it had been long years back then, Ciemnosc was also about to leave the Beast Race’s side and return to his place at the Rocaloi Academy. It has been some time already. Some things must’ve changed. Even as cultivators live for even a couple thousand years, months passing by were indeed fast, but not faster than ordinary humans live through them.

In one of the new roads that have been built just a couple months ago for the sake of slowly integrating their life and reputation into the world directly and without anyone else’s help, a large group of people were present. Besides Ciemnosc himself who was the one to depart and be bid farewell, there was Torme, some other young bunnies he got to experiment with— some daily and some not —and the queen of the Nulla Kingdom, Olga.

But to bid farewell to the Beast Race’s teacher of this world, half the entirety of the Nulla Kingdom was around. While representatives of all other neighbors were present. Some also playthings- no, subjects for vital scientific experiments of Ciemnosc’s hands and repetitive… terrifyingly repetitive studies.

But while he was the teacher of just the Beast Race, he was treated fairly better than even some others with high status besides the young women Ciemnosc has been meeting from time to time… Like a mentor of sorts, from the teachings of the things they lacked to the art of simply battling, he was like their forefather despite their already understood basics of each.

From the large group of people, as Ciemnosc finished receiving the last few small gifs and he stored them in his Covert Space bags, as well as the not few long hugs from the ladies; queen Olga finally stepped forth. That could only mean that their Milord was about to leave.

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