Heian Ciemnosc Gets Eaten Up

"Hello, Miss Arla," Heian Ciemnosc said. He was in a meeting room as Arla crossed her arms and looked at him with a calm expression at ease. This meeting room was small compared to where he practically became a club member. However, as soon as he entered it, some fellow club members left the meeting room for him and Arla. At this moment, Arla simply said as she looked at Heian Ciemnosc, "Greetings."

"... You're dying to get into my pants, hu- hey?"

Step, step, step, ste- tap tap- whoosh, rustle. Amidst his talking, Heian Ciemnosc saw Arla rush at him at a visible speed. Since she was at the peak of the Spirit Rebirth realm, she could've just overwhelmed Heian Ciemnosc with her speed and agility. But Arla let him watch as she ran to him instead, tapped her feet against the floor, and jumped towards him. He effortlessly caught her. She straddled her legs and hugged her back as her red eyes told Heian Ciemnosc everything he needed to know.

“And what do you think? Little mingling devil?!” Arla’s creamy pale face was right before Heian Ciemnosc, her nose pressed against his, and he felt her body slightly cold. Somehow, it made him think he had waited too long and dinner had become cold.

“...” Heian Ciemnosc didn’t respond or ask for forgiveness. He simply grinned and moved his head slightly upwards. Their lips met and traced each other for a bit before almost immediately separating. Arla’s nose was lifted, almost similarly smooched by his lips if it wasn’t because she jolted her head up then and there. With her previous action, she delivered herself to his arms and hands. Now, he was holding her up as she made no effort to keep herself up his body.

She wasn’t that short or tall, but her body leaned towards the smaller size. However, as Heian Ciemnosc grabbed that butt and his fingertips almost instinctively found where both heavenly Regions meet, he felt compelled to massage them a little, which he did, with Arla looking at him with hazy eyes.

“Are you sure Frank is okay with this?” Heian Ciemnosc suddenly asked her just as she was picking her hair in front of her right shoulder and throwing it to her back. She looked down at him with the same sternness he showed, with her crotch almost against his chest, she said. “I’m not sure. The last time I saw him was 7 hours ago with one of my first fucks of the Academy, that is now applying to become an Assistant Teacher.”

“Oh. Forget I asked, get naked.” Heian Ciemnosc threw his head to the right in protest. He gave up trying to give these crazy, lovely people more chances. Giving her a few pleasing squeezes and her throat moaning seductively in response, Heian Ciemnosc let Arla down, and she began undressing her one-piece white dress in front of him.

Rustle, tap, tap, tap. Rustle rustle. After her dress slid down her creamy pale skin, she showed a spotless whitish body with an incredibly lusty nature. Her body was slim and somewhat tall, but not that tall. Her breasts were an archetype shape, small but very pointy, and just screamed to the top of their cherries that they wanted to be grabbed nonstop for an eternity.

The mound of venus down her navel seemed somewhat fatty, but only at the sport where her rump was highlighted the most. Her dark eyes and long hair danced through her body tantalizingly as she tapped her feet towards him and began undressing him with great expertise. She was almost like a wife bidding bye-byes to her dear hubby. But she was undressing a ‘co-worker’ under her future hubby instead.

As Heian Ciemnosc felt her hands take his clothes off, and the care she was doing it with but trembled. She was practically holding herself a whole damn lot to not bite his clothes off and start ripping off his skin… He placed his palms on his clothes, and inscriptions began to form. But right then, Arla noticed and immediately held his wrists, stopping him, and looked slightly up to him.

“Tonight- err… and every other time I’m with you until Frank and I decide to marry, I’m yours,” Arla said words no man would believe. But Heian Ciemnosc looked comprehensively at her and nodded as he grabbed her chin with his right hand. Somewhat cupping her chin, he let her go so she could continue servicing him. Arla did as expected and continued to undress him, still trembling but much less than before.

Once his clothes were off, her eyes were stuck to his member, and her face didn’t move for more than a minute. When she looked back up to confirm this was Heian Ciemnosc and not some Titan in disguise, she smiled dumbly and smoothly moved her hands from his pelvis and the weak spots to the sides of one’s crotch up his shoulders and neck. Her hands surrounded and intertwined on his bape.

Her body smoothly went up by tiptoeing, and her mouth rapidly met his. She closed her eyes and began kissing him softly, their lips simply dancing and bouncing off each other as if they were ‘the’ lovers. Eyes closed, her hands on his nape, his above her bum, caressing her skin. It was an immeasurably hot and tempting view. It lasted approximately a quarter an hour as Heian Ciemnosc slowly brought her to a puff seat and had her lie on her bum there.

Just as he slowly pushed her down with his fingertips on her shoulders, his fingers and palms once more enjoyed the sensations of her skin and studying her warmth. Heian Ciemnosc saw Arla’s eyes go from acceptance to anxiety. She sat up and held his waist in place, not overwhelmed by Heian Ciemnosc’s bodily strength. Though it wasn’t as if he was using a lot, he purposely let her feel his dominance and was gentle in his actions.

“There’s no way I’m not tasting you before you taste me,” Arla grabbed his penis, her left hand harshly squeezing his head as her right one went lower to meet the dear reproduction factories. Arla looked up at him with innocent eyes that only accentuated her relationship with her current sexual activity. “Don’t get me wrong, I am also sucking you dry with my little mouth after you get in, make me orgasm like crazy, and ejaculate inside me. No matter where it is.”

“But, first, feel my hands and tell me your thoughts,” Arla said. She brought her hands up to the head and cupped them around the crown. Arla licked her lips constantly as she massaged his insufferably still growing longer and slightly thicker virile member. The smell it gave was comforting, somehow. That made her feel estranged, but since she was not an ordinary gurl, she didn't feel weirded out but more enchanted by Heian Ciemnosc’s body.

But she just wanted to first know his spots and most pleasurable places. Heian Ciemnosc was telling her all she needed to know without words. He wasn’t making crazy faces or something. His breathing was skillfully spotted by Arla, and his heart soothing and relaxing were similarly felt by her Spirit Sense. The quivering of his member or the restlessness of his lower backbone as she dearly gave his penis love were all for her to enjoy.

Before beginning to fellate him, Arla used her smallish nose to support the whole underside of the monster’s monster. While she sniffled long, deep, and invasive breaths on his phallus’s skin, her hand went down and met the balls ‘of meat’ almost as big as her palms. At first, Arla went stupid, knowing their size and feeling their ‘lively’ mood. But as she massaged, softly rubbed, and lightly pulled, she became addicted.

Much time was spent this way before she finally opened her little mouth and put the foremost tip of his glands into her salivating mouth. The warmth of her saliva was there, and Heian Ciemnosc could tell even without directly feeling or scanning it. But as soon as she placed his body into her mouth and sent her saliva like troops onto the battlefield, she was overwhelmed by a refreshing cold warmth sensation.

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“Mmmmfffhhuu~!” Arla’s closed eyes became joyous. Her mouth and throat trembled, giving Heian Ciemnosc that extra vibration he needed as he similarly closed his eyes in satisfaction. She began working him hard, with long movements and tightening her throat as if she wanted to be done with life then and there. Her mouth began spewing with a mix of his plethora of pre cum and her saliva as she widely opened her mouth to let that horrifying pale monster down her throat.

Plop, slurpph, mppshwa, slurp, un-gug…

Arla spent half an hour satisfying Heian Ciemnosc, the corners of her mouth dirtying the floor with their delicious mix, as she occasionally cupped it with her hands and drank it from them before resuming wantonly servicing him.

When the time came to proceed with man and woman matters, she let her back lie down on the puff. Her twat showed, barely spreading her legs and her stomach breathing relatively raggedly. She wasn’t tired or nervous. She was just too excited. And as her stomach heaved up and down, her slightly drooped, wonderful breasts were kissed and tenderly sucked by his pale red lips, while her tummy felt his chilly, refreshing hands and fingertips feeling her up.

At the same time, she was filled up by Heian Ciemnosc’s gargantuan object trying to inseminate and toy with her lovely, womanly body. Her free left hand went to her mouth, the back of her folded fingers almost forming a fist against the left corner of her lips and her eyebrows sinking. “AAH! Aaahh… ahau! Annh!”

Her first exclamation was from the incredulity of that thing going in smoothly. She had not been a shy sexual partner or scaredy cat before, but no Race has this kind of phallus. She felt incredulous but proud at the same time. Heian Ciemnosc could feel it, and despite it being strange since he wasn’t his man nor vice versa, he continued to service her while his hips went up and down into her flower core.

He didn’t reach that far right and could only do so if widely spreading her legs up to line up with her shoulders. But Heian Ciemnosc entered into ‘the Sex Machine’ mode his wives and lovers back at the Crimsonbreaking Faction’s Carrier taught him. He continued to suckle her breasts with vigor, making her crazy already with the sensations. But his hips irregularly moved with negligible differences from each thrust, sometimes with the same speed, but most were not.

All in all, Heian Ciemnosc heavily yet slowly let his body fall and his member penetrate her. Bulging her crotch and giving her many reasons to sweeten her already honeyed moans. With each pleasured whine from her lovely red and salivated lips, Heian Ciemnosc felt the obligation to delight her more in return. He bravely held it in before, but he was now going to make her genuinely believe she got pregnant with how much he would fill her with… Tonight was not a 1-hour sleep night.

. . .

When early morning came, a pair of hurrying hornydogs dressed and went to class. Heian Ciemnosc asked Arla if she was trying to ‘hug’ there. But she simply said something about not disrespecting the teachers and such actions not making sense, as they would be caught no matter what.

In any case, she did tell him they were going to resume fucking as soon as classes were over. So, after going to class together and with a teasing Elena accompanying Heian Ciemnosc for their never-ending bet as Students, they went back to the club and fornicated like fucking pigs getting paid for breeding the shit out of each other.

At class, though, Arla used Heian Ciemnosc’s right shoulder as a pillow. Her whole head rested on his broad shoulder while Elena was as usual. When Frank showed up and sat beside her, scaring away another Student, she changed shoulders and lovingly rested on Frank’s left shoulder. It wasn’t as broad or handsome as any Heian Ciemnosc’s shoulders, but he didn’t mind and continued attending the lecture.

On the other hand, Frank greeted her in return with a pat to her left cheek with his left hand and a few busses here and there on her head. They looked like the sweetest, most perfect, and most innocent couple. If it wasn’t because of their notorious slut and manslut reputation, not that it mattered to them. Because if there was, again, someone trying to denigrate the Saberbone Diabolical Club’s members… oof.

… Once the next night was spent equally as hot as the previous, Heian Ciemnosc and Arla were in her bedroom, on her bed and bare with the bedsheets long gone and away from the mattress. Heian Ciemnosc was resting in the middle of her bed, his legs somewhat sprawled and his arms to the sides. While a kittenish Arla resting her head on his right forearm slowly rolled over to rest her little head on his right chest.

She planted her face on his skin and breathed in, eliciting a small chuckle and a grin from Heian Ciemnosc. She rubbed her face and nose left and right before lifting her face and pressing her chin on his chest. “You fuck good, Junior Apprentice Brother. But not that good, you know?”

“Hmm?” Heian Ciemnosc softly rubbed her chrysanthemum and buttcheeks as she spoke. She continued while giving him dangerously narrowed eyes, “You got a big tool, so there’s a lot of responsibility on your shoulders whenever you get to fack. However, Frank can make me squeal just as much, and he’s average. And that is whenever we are having a quickie. Also, you seem worried about infections? We aren’t civilians or citizens~.”

“Oh… My wife has me concerned if I meet a worthy citizen or civilian.” Heian Ciemnosc explained, and Arla rolled her eyes lightly as she similarly shook her head, her chin massaging his body a little. With the superior voice of a bigger sister who cares, she commenced, “I got a few contacts. I’ll bring them from time to time while you bang me. You’ll become used to the difference between a citizen or civilian’s body and a cultivator without relying on any of your stupidly, absurdly advanced senses.”

“Besides, you’ll still need to act in order to be able to enter them, so you will never forget it after getting slightly used to it. That’s how Frank and I got to strangely bond. If he didn’t make that stupid deal with some city governors, I wouldn’t have trained my body with civilians’ bodies, and he wouldn’t be whoring around with tons of girls. Tsk, I’m just turning 20, you know? I still have a long time before I need to take a role in the Academy… so much dick and flower to taste…”

Heian Ciemnosc saw Arla salivating and tilted his head. She looked adorable, even with her skank aspirations. As for how Arla came to fall for such a loose trigger in terms of getting into sexual activities and how Frank fell for a pure body-lover, it was left to themselves and their story to be known.

Sneakily, without her knowledge or attention, Heian Ciemnosc spread her cheeks wide and protruded his pelvis up. And just as she noticed something amiss, it was too late! Heian Ciemnosc connected his mouth with hers and forced a moan from her just from suddenly kissing her. His head charged through the lands of tightness and infinite as she rolled her eyes to the back of her head, trying to instinctively crush the object raping her as she lost herself in lust.

… After the last stand against Arla, winning it after being told he wasn’t the shit. Heian Ciemnosc walked to his Master’s abode, now ready to know what pills, potions, and incense he had to make that his Master had prepared.

When he went down the stairs’ steps, where his feet met the empty black floor, Milyy was already waiting for him, still with a slightly pouty and bratty attitude.

“You’ve come. Mother said to let you know that you need to take Lil’ Evs out. That Lil’ Evs comes with me, and you are to go to her and thaaaat you don’t talk to me at all, hmph.” Milyy said… She then placed her hands on her hips and leaned her face towards him a little. Out of bafflement, Heian Ciemnosc took the endeared dumb bid out and looked weirdly at Heian Ciemnosc. When Jing Evan saw Heian Ciemnosc nod at him, he tilted his head and walked to Milyy.

“Yipiii! Now go! Tell Mom I was nice, byeeee~~!” Milyy said as soon as Evans was freed, jumping to his back and as Evans flew away, but only after Heian Ciemnosc gave him a glint of agreement within his darkest eyes. Milyy was, of course, none the wiser as she was too caught in the moment.

Evans flew into the empty black space, where he would come out from another exit and start flying around the Wrath Nihility Academy’s territory. She was a peak Goddess anyway. Who could tell her to behave other than her Mom? Heian Ciemnosc’s Master might’ve told her to go away simply to keep Evans away as Heian Ciemnosc prepared the things.

Step, step, step, step.

Heian Ciemnosc walked to where his Master was. There was no road or known trajectory. Heian Ciemnosc simply had to walk to where he wanted to be, and he would arrive to where he wanted to be. He walked for a minute before finding his Master seated on a tall stool and putting some spices into an expansive, robust, 1 meter tall cauldron.

“Little Heian Ciemnosc, come here,” Lady Calisneia spoke with her aged voice as she looked at him to her right. She looked back to what she was doing, and Heian Ciemnosc walked towards her. When coming closer and closer, strangely, more and more Craftsmakng primary tools appeared. All of which he had never seen his Master take out or use before. They were all pitch-black, looking new.

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