A Little Bit Of Fun, Hunting

Thud! "Mf... mwnah~... mffuh!" Heian Ciemnosc and Grietta were at it. Heian Ciemnosc embraced Grietta's waist, and she let him do as he pleased. They've been kissing each other passionately for 15 minutes, with Elyor watching as if to see when they started the action to check his wife's pleasure levels. However, as if they were testing him, Heian Ciemnosc and Grietta only kissed and tightly pulled each other nearer. They could perfectly pass as husband and wife instead. It somewhat hurt Elyor's ego and pride. Not every playboy in the world had a record like Vice chairman Elyor.

Tearr~~. “Ahha- hahah- aahh~!” Grietta suddenly found her abdomen clutched. It was like a baby trying to eat her entrails if Heian Ciemnosc could have one. She was unharmed even with Heian Ciemnosc extending all his might with his Claws Out. Her clothes were ripped apart, and her dress reconstructed as Heian Ciemnosc threw it backwards. Meanwhile, Grietta’s feet locked behind his lower back, pushing his groin to her open legs.

“Finally! Alright, see you in a bit, darling~.” Elyor threw his arms in the air. Rolling his eyes as he walked to the exit, he didn’t bother rapidly exiting the door before leaving those words behind at the doorstep. Grietta winked at him while Heian Ciemnosc’s lips and tongue stole all that attention immediately after.

Once Elyor confirmed Grietta was having fun times, he exited and slid the door to a close. Heian Ciemnosc’s hips started humping slightly up and down. They were still clothed, but his oscillating antics rapidly brought Grietta a tiny orgasm, making her grab his clothes tightly and force him to rub her on the right spot with that enormously long bulge in his dark pants against her bare, flappy pussy lips.

“Haahh~,” Grietta dropped her head on the table, nearly breaking it with its back. Her face was contented, but even more so as she knew this was just the beginning. To kindly encourage Heian Ciemnosc, she caressed his pale glans and muttered, “That’s it? Young black monster? Elyor does better in the same amount of time, you know?”

“Ma’am, I’m just taking my time,” Heian Ciemnosc said. His words made Grietta’s eyebrows softly jump in joy. She smiled from ear to ear like a crafty feline and saw herself as a mature figure before Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes. “Mn, come here, boy.”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc didn’t make Grietta long for longer. He dropped his head as he dropped his pants and the behemoth she had sampled after it had grown considerably but couldn’t enjoy properly weighed on her vulva. Grietta visibly trembled as its girth was attractive but not too outstanding, yet its length… Her head was a mess.

“Mff…♡…” Grietta fell upon pleasure as Heian Ciemnosc’s body entered her, parting her fidelity meat walls and pestering them with his scent, infiltrating her tenderness as her head only had him. Her mouth was taken as the glans penetrated her, so she couldn’t even moan to entice him for evil things.

Heian Ciemnosc’s hands went to her back, resisting the urge to abuse her into thrilling, uncontrollable pleasure to hold her breasts. His slow movements were torture but melodic and pacifying at the same time. When Heian Ciemnosc pulled out, a waterfall formed past the blinking chrysanthemum and the land of the beauty of the empty skin between her buttocks.

When he went back inside, more water gushed out, but the lips begging him not to leave, trying to drag him back inside immediately, dragged outside her body as a result, were like the arms of a housewife wanting to let her husband get to work late so she can plan his face with many owning symbols before he leaves.

“Ah… yeah… just like that, slowly…” Grietta lovingly muttered lowly. She hugged Heian Ciemnosc’s nape as they spoke in hushes to each other between kisses. Their lips entangled and dropped, and their tongues naughtily lapped once or more. Their groin and rump quivered, and even Heian Ciemnosc’s facial expression conveyed the sensual, tender pleasure Grietta bathed him in.

If Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t so damn tall, this scene would’ve been that of an aunty figure showing shota Heian Ciemnosc how to conquer a woman through the womb. Her legs weren’t that thick, but she was still a fit, capable melee-combat master. Their slight thickness was accentuated by Heian Ciemnosc’s pale skin, as hard as was to believe.

Grietta’s fingers bent and turned crooked as Grietta kept her eyes fully closed, only opening them to watch Heian Ciemnosc’s face as he made her his when he went for extra long strokes. He was painting her insides with his horrifying veins and terrific scent, impregnating her womanhood. Grietta constantly caressed Heian Ciemnosc’s pitchest-blackest hair at the back of his head while her other hand did as much pleasure to his body as she could.

Heian Ciemnosc’s hips became heavier, dropping an even harsher momentum into her hips, rippling her skin and forcing her to remain limp as his mouth devoured hers. Grietta started feeling the presence of Heian Ciemnosc’s dark Neutral Energy in and on her body. It was as if Heian Ciemnosc was trying to control her, taking advantage that she was being the woman she was under him. Problem is, if Heian Ciemnosc was actually trying that, what could make her stop him?

Grietta smiled as Heian Ciemnosc smooched her neck, lips, ears, eyelids, and breasts. His humps against her resilient labia became more tender and aggressive but still in slow rhythms. After tens of minutes of this pure enjoyment, Grietta looked up at her conqueror and delightfully smiled. “That’s how Elyor embraces me before going to sleep… It is just as nice with you, Heian Ciemnosc…”

After saying that, Grietta stretched her neck, placed her hands on his shoulders as her legs forced his groin to stick to hers without moving, and began kissing Heian Ciemnosc. Those were light, tender, semi-pecking, and ephemeral kisses with her eyes deeply closed and her head tilting. Furthermore, Heian Ciemnosc could feel her walls tightening, losing more and more space. Heian Ciemnosc didn’t dare let their first round last any longer, and he emptied himself within her beauty.

“Ah…” Grietta let out a soundless moan. When she finished her trip to heaven, and Heian Ciemnosc no longer rained upturned inside her body, she opened her eyes and bit her lower lip from the left to the right corner. Her eyes were starred as she locked them with Heian Ciemnosc, and she engaged once again in deep, passionate kissing with her lover.

“Hey, can I join now? Or do I have to beg?”

“!” - “...~” After another 2 rounds like this, Elyor’s voice sounded again, interrupting their 4th consecutive round of slow, love-making sex. Heian Ciemnosc was astounded, not noticing when Elyor had arrived. On the other hand, Grietta clenched someone’s pale prick and smiled at her husband, watching her get loved. He was dressed. There was no worse horror than a comrade showing up naked with intentions unclear and asking for a threesome while the male was on top. It could be scary.

Sliiide~.

Heian Ciemnosc stood up a little and slid Grietta’s body through the table so her top and bottom polars were in the short extremes of the rectangle. As she was moved away like a mop, Grietta’s eyes shone joyously until an Elf cock stood above her. Her eyes crossed and locked onto its underside, already watering. Grietta’s mouth and throat were cleaned by Heian Ciemnosc’s dark Neutral Energy, so she didn’t hesitate to open her mouth when Elyor aimed it downwards.

Her twat was still engaged with Heian Ciemnosc’s human rights destroyer. He held her thighs, held them in a square-ish ‘U’ shape, and began torturing her with slow, shallow thrusts. Grietta’s breasts slowly bounced, enticing the young men to molest her with them, to which she moaned with a phallus down her throat, adding pleasurable vibrations to it.

“Ah, ah, ah, ahhh~, ah~!” Before long, Grietta’s lower sides were clawed by Heian Ciemnosc, who started delivering full ins and outs. Grietta’s eyes narrowed to a slit, twisting dangerously as she lewdly begged Heian Ciemnosc to help her forget she was an intelligent being. Meanwhile, Elyor took this chance to also degrade his wife, much to her pleasure from what Heian Ciemnosc’s groans could mean since he started.

Hours went by. Heian Ciemnosc had the perfect alibi to spend so much time in a training section. Needless to say. When the husband and wife’s lover finished with the wife, they went to grab a drink so Elyor could advise Heian Ciemnosc on his near future days. On the other hand, a blissful Grietta was left stupefied, fucked silly with everything gaping, even her teats and a couple of not-so-small puddles of semen around her on the sofa. One was thicker and more consistent than the other under the rectangle table.

It was a fitting beginning to this marvelous reunion.

. . .

4 months later, somewhere in space. 34th year, 10th month, 2nd week and 1st day of the new Change.

Beep. “Team Leader Heian Ciemnooooosc~!”

In a Frigate, at its main hangar. Heian Ciemnosc was checking his Ornament, basically alone, as he was doing extra work after everyone else already finished their daily checks. He suddenly heard Cara’s voice from the communications systems. He looked up from below the Ornament and saw her non-perfect quality hologram look around until he found her outside the Ornament.

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“Ah! There you are!!” Cara smiled and pointed at him. Heian Ciemnosc shook his head and closed the lid before reincorporating the thin layers of armor before climbing up his Ornament to face his Team member. Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t wearing a shirt, so Cara looked at it and raped him with her eyes as a left-handed index finger found its way to rest on her lower lip. “Mhm~~!”

“Ahem, ahem,” Heian Ciemnosc voiced, making Cara tsk before getting to work. “Someone called. It is our informant, but guess what?”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc didn’t move a muscle, to Cara’s dismay, and looked at her without saying something. Cara retained her smile and elaborated, “It is someone from the Wrath Nihility Academy!”

“!” Heian Ciemnosc raised his eyebrows. Cara chuckled contently a few times before speaking again, “He said you once met. He didn’t say more but implied you might not remember him. After all, it was a long time ago, and ‘no one’ in the Academy knew you could reach so far. And that he didn’t even bother trying because of that. Mn, he said some other things about regretting. Anyhow! Come to central command. You need to speak with the Space Station’s tower. 2 minutes before we can form a communication…”

“Oh, okay, thanks. I’ll let you pilot Ornament for an hour after we arrive, but nothing else. Also, if you want me to build a unique Fighter for you, you’ll pay.” Heian Ciemnosc said with crossed arms, knowing what this cunning fiend wanted. It’s not as if she did much, but… why not indulge his Team members a little?

“Deal! I’ll bring you a beauty or 2 if I find one worthy of ye,” Cara said, winking before cutting the communication. Heian Ciemnosc responded neutrally to it. Milyy and the wifey congress had already made the rules. Heian Ciemnosc had to prioritize eating Races, not banging them. But he could indulge as long as he targets ‘qualified’ specimens with all sorts of lewdness to record them with his dark Soul. If the victims weren’t willing to be recorded, no matter how qualified they were supposed to be, they would be refused Heian Ciemnosc’s meat.

“...” Heian Ciemnosc shook his head and slapped his sternum lightly, summoning his dark coat and wearing nothing under it. If it didn’t have a notorious emblem on its left chest, Heian Ciemnosc could well pass as a pirate. He had the charm, muscle, and unique skin tone required to look like one. But he lacked the murderous, brutal, bloodthirsty intent in every action of his.

“You know she’ll be willing to bed you if you seduce her, right?” Sara suddenly spoke in his head. Heian Ciemnosc grinned and shook his head. “Riquel might have a pass-contract with her. Sure. But it’s more like a test to them. They were promiscuous but weren’t 60%. If I was so petty and reckless to do that, I would’ve made Gloria into a sexual toy, too. Wouldn’t I?”

“...” Sara kept silent. Her voice was serious when she spoke just now. Sara wasn’t playing around. Now that she seemed to fall pensive, Heian Ciemnosc took this moment to add. “If being ‘that’ evil to others interested me, I would’ve done many more things without even considering requesting them to engage in some activity. I’m not just talking about the Concealed Ornament or Eternal Return Teams. And I would’ve visited you from the beginning to ‘let you’ give me the knowledge I lack.”

“... So, you’re no evil now?” Sara asked, lying on her stomach, still floating in his pure, endless darkness. Her cross-pupil-like eyes looked ahead, not focused on where Heian Ciemnosc was watching her. Heian Ciemnosc moved his ‘gaze’ to face her directly and smiled as he exited the main hangar. “Well… about that. I just haven’t had a chance to perform. Space battles are dangerous, I could find a Second Step hostile Flotilla when I was at the Heaven-Breaking realm before, and they could’ve been Second Step peak cultivators. If I find myself in a situation with individuals of my level… I’ll perform for you. Alright?”

“Looking forward to it,” Sara said. Her tone became a little in a good mood. Heian Ciemnosc relaxed his face as he took a transporting pilot where a female, Human, cinnamon-skinned Soldier was waiting for him. She started driving, and her eyes were drawn to his lap in under a minute. Her left hand moved towards his right thigh, and her index fingertip pressed against it. She sighed as she couldn’t control herself anymore. She slowly dropped her head, passing the wheel to Heian Ciemnosc as it deconstructed and constructed before him.

… A minute later, Heian Ciemnosc drove the transporting vehicle to the central command’s entrance. Only he was visible to the naked eye. A female piloting expert waiting outside walked towards Heian Ciemnosc when she saw a sleeping, serious comrade looking adorable on their co-leading Team Leader’s lap.

“Ah… so she has joined the club, huh?” The piloting expert said, softly helping her fellow expert out of Heian Ciemnosc’s comfort cushions, also known as thighs, before guiding him into the central command. Heian Ciemnosc didn’t respond to her inquiry and cute comment. He walked behind them as the wide-awake piloting expert carried the sleepy head inside.

“Co-lead present!” The piloting expert shouted when she stepped inside. The sleeping Officer continued to rest on her bosom as Heian Ciemnosc walked before them. The piloting experts’ team looked at Heian Ciemnosc and greeted him with their eyes in 1 second. Afterwards, they resumed their job, checking their panels and moving the Defensive Frigate’s trajectory according to protocol and boredom.

“The call?” Heian Ciemnosc, who had entered with his hands behind his back and chest out, walked to the side and asked. Before anyone could answer him, if they dared, Heian Ciemnosc saw Cara using the long-distance communication device to chat with someone, rolling her hair with her fingers and crossed legs on his movable side chair.

“Cara!” Heian Ciemnosc rolled his eyes before screaming. Poor little Cara felt her body expelling her Soul momentarily, like a cat getting the scare of its fucking life. She muttered something along the lines— ‘nice meeting you, uncle, call ya later!’ and left the communications system before turning the chair to face the evil, young black monster.

“Ahem, I just got your chair warm…” Cara pouted as she stood up and walked to Heian Ciemnosc. Although she was more powerful than him, near breaking into the Third Step, at the stage Beto once was, or even a tiny, little, wee bit better, Cara and the rest of the Eternal Return Team were like fledglings led by an imposing mama duck.

“Oh… thanks. Go take care of the hangar. I heard this Frigate’s commander will patrol that area tonight before we start the mission.” Heian Ciemnosc grabbed Cara’s wrists and lifted them. Cara’s pout slowly crooked into a smile. She ended up sweetly smiling at him before briefly hugging him. She even whispered as she left, “Thank you~~....”

Heian Ciemnosc shook his head as he walked to his warm seat on the co-lead’s chair. That was Cara’s cue from Heian Ciemnosc, giving her permission to be the beloved girlfriend she could barely be with the Crimsonbreaking Faction initiating its hunt of the previous enemy, previously known as the Tortoise Glabella Pavilion. Besides that, it seemed hella busy on Riquel’s side.

Times like these, where Cara could find a lonely place to embarrass herself and a witch insanely crying, were precious to long-distance, cooperative couples. Heian Ciemnosc ignored all those thoughts and started the conversation with the communications system.

Beep. “Young black monster speaking, who am I in contact right now?” Heian Ciemnosc said. The other side instantly answered but became silent after he spoke. Finally, 3 seconds passed before a familiar voice caused Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes to shrink. “Heian Ciemnosc! Ahaha! Young black monster, huh? I saw how those fickle Crimsons changed the alias they addressed you a few months ago.”

“Antonio… huh… ‘Been a long time.” Heian Ciemnosc waited until Antonio, the Sub Teacher who brought him into the Wrath Nihility Academy’s tests to enter, finished speaking before commenting, but it only gained him another pause. Antonio wasn’t dramatic, however, and rapidly replied amidst laughter. “Do you remember me?”

“Bawhahaha! Heian Ciemnosc, let me invite you to a few drinks when you come here. It’s all on me, aight?” Antonio said, not caring about the mission at all. Heian Ciemnosc also gave no fucks. He grinned and nodded. He didn’t need to speak with someone in the Second Step for everything like civilians would. Antonio discerned Heian Ciemnosc’s nod and smiled from ear to ear from the other side.

“Listen, kiddo. If those ill-intended fellas don’t treat you well, you have an entire family that still venerates you… Ah, damn it all. I’ll show you something, “Antonio said, acting like a scheming uncle before saying strange things. Heian Ciemnosc patiently waited until he received a special message in his Universal Conveyance. He lifted his right wrist, and a purple mist bloomed from his wrist.

An image appeared before it. One which only Heian Ciemnosc could see, and that instantly dissipated as it was imprinted in his Soul. As Heian Ciemnosc’s body trembled, and he felt stunned to the bitter end, Antonio’s haughty words echoed from the left and rushed to his right.

“This photo was decided to be used as propaganda in a few years after the Academy ‘decides’ their next Headmaster. I will give it to you now. It was initially given to those close to the chick or the current Headmaster. You can thank me later, boy.” Antonio said, waiting for a loud ‘thanks’ in return, but seconds passed, and he got nothing.

“Heian Ciemnosc?”

“Thanks… Oh…” Heian Ciemnosc observed Elena. She had grown a little taller, but nothing compared to what he still grows after all these decades when he was just a teenager entering the world’s stage’s crowd seats. A white bodycon dress with a black, blatantly transparent mantle with overly spread floral designs hugging her dress from the waist to her knees, Elena’s seemingly simple dress was… magnificent.

Her blonde hair was still short, but her style changed, looking more assertive and warrior-like. It fitted her like the majestic being she is in Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes. The only ones she could care about looking at her. Well, other than their adoptive father.

“Hahaha! I take it you like it?” Antonio asked a rhetorical question. He shook his head with a smile before getting to business. Heian Ciemnosc also knew what must be done. He dearly held that photo in his endless pure darkness and left it for Sara to watch with a closed mouth and stuck eyes to handle the mission’s matter with Antonio.

“I have discovered a party of cultivators trying to diminish the Academy’s image. It isn’t anything threatening, and they’re just targeting us by telling others erratic ideals we have and believe in when they aren’t true.” Antonio’s voice became neutral, somewhat serious, too. “It isn’t something important. However, I discovered many talents being brought to a Fourth Step organization recruiting them after brainwashing them about the Wrath Nihility Academy’s ‘fake’ glory.”

“You must know, we receive millions of new Sub Students and servants yearly. With this number, and as a Second Step organization, any itinerant, rogue, or starting cultivator sees it as an easier beginning. Most want to use us as their first step into the world before gaining favor with a higher organization. However, as you already know, they are entranced by our Academy’s charm. Either way, this is the only organization of such a high Step we’ve come across. I want to gather enough proof of this so the Overlords can act. They’re our allies, and we won’t start any war soon. That’s the least they can do.”

“Oh,” Heian Ciemnosc slightly nodded while holding his chin, agreeing with this point of view. The conversation didn’t end there, and Antonio took a drink from something before continuing.

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