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Leona Seduction Scene Expanded

(This is a fan-made 18+ parody of Aura Clash. This expands and details the intercourse between Leona and Male MC in Chapter 6 (this also assumes that Kosuke is MC’s Girlfriend at the time of the chapter. Please show support for Cultivator-Anon by playing the official COG game and following the discord and Patreon.) 

Warning: This story contains cheating, detailed NSFW content, strong language

By ZGG

Breath in…

Breath out….

Feel the ocean surround you…

Feel the sounds of the birds….

Feel the calls of marine life…

Feel the sounds of someone getting stabb-Gods damn it.

Meditating to the sounds of the ocean is harder than you thought, especially with the sounds of your retainers continuing their training nearby. 

Thankfully, even with the distractions, it takes only ten minutes to balance your spirit and cycle your chi. After that, you've still been sitting still and gotten so bored. 

You crack open an eye to see  Leona also meditating and also cracking open an eye.

Your mind begins subtly wandering while it tries hard not to go stir-crazy from sheer boredom, digging through various miscellaneous memories as you ¨mediate.¨

Among the recollections of childhood, Big Chu´s training, and your relationship with Kosuke, you remember the mansion with Leona.

…Shit.….You probably made a mistake when you pushed her onto that bed.

The odd thing is, while you do regret it, you still wish you had gone further with her until Jack interrupted everything.

Taking a good look at her shows that might be because of two large reasons. Or the fact that she's obviously into you as well. It wouldn´t be too bad if you were to show her just how much you`re into h-

You instinctively shut your eyes and try to comprehend how stupid you sound.

Get your head out of the gutter. What the hells are you thinking?! You have a girlfriend for Gods´ sake! And you literally met her a few days ago, and now you want to betray your best friend and sweetheart for the sake of lust over an insane swordgirl?!

Fuck it, meditation has your mind going to uncomfortable places. And you´re even hungry.

You look at Leona again to find her bored out of her mind, almost seeming like she´s nodding off to sleep.

You try to figure out how to keep your minds preoccupied…

[Insight  3 Check Passed]

The crew could use some help with the sails.

"So..." You reply, trying to fill the time.

"So." She replies.

"Do you want to..."

"YES."

¨…Wha-¨ 

She blurts out, "FINALLY, YES!" She rips off her breastplate, revealing a pair of impressive breasts covered in a blue bra, and jumps into you sideways so you're forced to catch her. With both hands, she grips your collar and stares into your very soul with off-colored eyes, then has the gall to give you a quick kiss on the cheek. You give her an alarmed look only to be met with the most mischievous smile you´ve ever seen.

"Take me to the Captain's room and please leave the door open."

…What.

This woman is insane. That must be it. You´ve got a mental patient on your ship.

You stare down at Leona with a look of disgust, confusion, concern, and oddly arousal and she stares back with a look purely of the latter emotion and raw excitement, her chest breathes heavily as she waits for your response,

You can´t do this.

There are dozens of people on this ship. And you just know Leona is a moaner. Not only would you be dishonoring yourself in earshot of your entire crew, but what about Kosuk-

Wait.

They won´t have to hear about it.

If you can figure out how to keep the sex quiet, you can avoid making Kosuke sad and keep your honor in the perspective of your crew.

Then again, you don´t have any way to prevent them from hearing yo-

¨What´s the matter, Captain? Feeling nervous?~¨

You find Leona slowly leaving your arms as she rises to look directly at your sweating face with a smirk.

¨Something wrong? I thought Clan Heads were supposed to be confident and ready. This little guy certainly seems to be.¨

¨What little gu-¨

You freeze when you feel Leona rubbing your crotch slowly with her hand, feeling up your length with her fingers while closely monitoring your face for any reactions.

You struggle greatly not to show signs of pleasure when your lower brain starts to rise, but judging by Leona´s amused reaction, you are failing badly.

¨Come on. I want this as much as you do. So what if there´s a few people onboard. Heard the risk of discovery makes sex that much more fun.¨

¨What?¨

Leona snickers.¨Naw, I´m just messing with you. But I do want this a lot.¨

"You're insane. " You reply immediately. We couldn't get away with that, the crew would hear everything."

She leans forward and licks all the way up your cheek until her mouth gets to your ear. You shudder a bit as she practically orgasms into your ear. "I've been Sealing your room against sound for days.  You can make sure I walk funny for days and no one will hear me scream." 

You don't even reply. Given the last incentive needed, you grab her around the waist and pull her in close.

She smiles slyly and goes for a kiss, but you hoist her over your shoulder in a single heft instead.

"Oof!" She shouts as her stomach hits your shoulder. "Don't be so rough!" Her knees press against your chest and her hands reach down to rub your hamstrings. Her feet playfully kick your stomach. "Mmmm actually, since it's you then be as rough as you liIIIIIII-!"

[1 Agility Core Spent]

Her voice trails off as you burn an Agility Core to dash you both into the Captain's quarters and immediately throw her to the bed. She spins in the air like a lioness in the air, landing on her feet. A predatory smile spreads across her face and she licks her lips at the sight of your approaching form.

"You've finally come to your senses." She purrs out, flexing her shoulders forward so her upper arms squeeze her chest together. "Now let's get you ready." Scarlet energy swirls into a condensed orb on the tip of her finger that she points at you like a crossbow.

She releases it at you without another word.

You don't hesitate and continue advancing on her, somehow trusting her enough for her to not harm you, as the small glowing attack splits into dozens of separate slices that tear your clothes at the seams.

Your entire outfit falls to the floor in tatters, revealing an athletic body as naked as the day it was born, with your long and thick cock standing fully erect and leaking a bit of pre-cum as Leona looks at it with excitement and arousal. 

 "It worked! My turn! My turn!" She claps excitedly and lays down on the bed, stretching out her long legs with one crossed over the other and her hands held behind her head on the pillow. "Show me what you've got, big boy."

Fueled by her excitement and very eager,  you focus sickles of Bladed Chi into a single condensed orb on the tip of your index finger, arrange the spinning blades to the right trajectory, and pray for accuracy as you mimic her technique. The orb blasts off your fingertip and expands into two dozen slashes designed to dissipate on impact.

Her clothes explode into the air in a slew of linen rags that leave shallow cuts all across her pristine golden-hued skin. She winces, and the magnificent view of her unbelievable nude form is laid out before you.

Her large, milky breasts are exposed to the outside world, and her hourglass figure is on full display. Her curvy and round hips match the beauty of her chest, and her golden hair is flowing freely on the bed. 

 This glorious image is marred by red lines of thin cuts forming all over her body. She feels up one of the cuts on her thigh and pulls back her hand quickly.

Your first instinct is to apologize but she doesn't yelp, gasp, or hiss.

She moans. 

Her eyes shut in concentration and her back arches on the bed. A quiver runs down her body and her legs shake in ecstasy. She begins to play with herself, slowly inserting a finger into her privates as you get closer to make sure she's okay and her eyes open, looking utterly drunk on pleasure. She reaches up and grips your strong arms, pulling you on top of her as she presses her lips into yours with wet kisses and passionate moans. You kiss her back, fighting her tongue and kissing her just as roughly and passionately,  finally seizing the woman you've been teased by for so damn long.

She pulls her mouth from yours just as abruptly as she began and whispers into your ear, breathing heavily. "No more games. Take me. Punish your little Sunbringer slut the way she deserves and fucking conquer me."

Despite your previous eagerness, you can´t help but hesitate. Is this worth it? Cheating on your girlfriend and hooking up with a Sunbringer of all people? Thinking about this clearly and the consequences of it, you honestly begin to feel like a piece of shit.

Those thoughts of doubt disappear when Leona, sensing your uneasiness and slightly annoyed, wraps her legs around your waist and arcs her hips into yours, pressing your excitement into her.

You get blindsided by an overwhelming sense of pleasure as your large member is shoved into her tight cunt. All of the trials, tribulations, and overall bullshit you've faced these past few days are forgotten in an instant. In the arms of a stranger you have only just met mere days ago, your worries melt away. You can feel her warm, wet, gummy walls stretching to fit your sheer girth inside and you instinctively let out a slight gasp as you push into the sword-girl until you´re balls deep in her folds.

 Leona looks frozen in pure ecstasy as she feels your rod stuffing her full and has to hold on your back to both keep you in her and to hold on, her nails digging into your back as Scarlet Chi begins to rise from her. Despite looking like she saw the Gods themselves, she still manages to gather herself to look you directly in the eyes and says ¨More.¨

You begin to thrust rapidly, your lover´s moans goading you more and more, groaning and grunting heavily as you make love to her as fierce as you did fight with her. You slam into her pussy mercilessly as she tenses her body and squeezes your cock as hard as she can.

Leona trembles with delight until her shakes grow into a full-blown frenzy, her body quivering with euphoria as her screams bounce off the walls and vibrates everything that's not nailed down. Despite the seals protecting the sounds from getting out, You still cover her mouth to keep her quiet and to relieve your eardrums, but that only seems to triple her excitement as she desperately grabs at your hand blocking her airway, pushing no Aura Pressure into her resistance and reveling in the failure to stop your strong grip. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as she bucks against you until finally she bites down on your fingers, causing you to rip your hand back and slap her on reflex. Fearing you accidentally hurt her, you attempt to apologize only to be met with her smiling wildly and looking at you with a mix of lust, admiration, and slight fear.

"YES!" She screams out unchained as your bodies collide, her tongue lolling out of her mouth.  Your manhood begins to twitch more and more as it approaches it´s limit quickly as you sense Leona feeling the same way, her cunt becoming more and more tight.

 "Mmf! Yes! Right! There! MMF! AH! YES! YYYES!!! KEEP GOING!! FUCK ME!! Breed me! OH GODDDS YESSSSSS!! SHEATHE YOUR FUCKING SWORD IN MEEEE♥♥♥!!"

You couldn't deny her even if you wanted to. Your partner squeals in ecstasy, her legs wrapping around you, her entire body clamping on to yours. Her innards suddenly grip your member like a vice, a torrent of feminine fluids gushing from her loins, soaking your groin. 

You feel liquid dripping onto your feet, and you realize that the sword-slut just came. 

And she´s not going to be the only one.

 With one fierce final thrust, you slam yourself into your partner's quivering slit. While she continues to ride you, the tip of your member erupts in orgasm, your internal balls churning out rope after rope of thick, fertile semen deep inside of Leona´s slit, painting her inner walls a pearly white, your cum soon starting to leak out alongside her own arousal, all the while she continues to coax more and more from your trembling member.

[Aura Pressure +6]

Trembling now that you have shot your load, coming off the high of intercourse and now made aware of your heavily sweating body, you lay down back-first onto the bed, millions of thoughts clouding your mind.

¨O-Oh ancestors…¨

Leona slowly begins to rise up into a sitting position. She seems a bit shaky, but that's to be expected after creaming her brains out. You´re surprised she got up so quickly

You´re even more shocked by her response to the intense fucking you both had.

¨A-Again.¨

You look at her like she´s lost her mind, not that she may have even had it.

¨What?¨

¨Again.¨

She slowly crawls to you, shaking her hips side to side in an enticing manner and giving you a slightly exhausted, but still horny look. She gives you a quick kiss on the cheeks as she takes a deep breath, seemingly clearing her mind further.

¨Come on, Captain. Your favorite crewmate wants more of your saber, and you can´t provide?~¨

She gets on her knees in front of your feet and begins to touch your flaccid ¨saber¨.

¨L-Leona, please. I feel so tired. Just, just let me slee-¨

¨Oh don´t give me that bullshit. You had the energy to go up against a baldie but you can´t spare some for more important things? Sounds to me like a bitch is whining.¨

¨..What?¨

Leona licks your length slowly as she plays with your balls while looking at you with desire.

¨I beg you, captain. Show your sword-whore the true power of Thunderfall. Show me how a Clan Patriarch punishes his concubines.¨

You can´t just say no to that. You can´t and she knows it.

¨…You know you´re going to have to work for it, right?¨

¨That´s the best part.¨ Leona gives you a sly grin as she prepares to suck your entire girthy rod.

The bed, cabin, and ship itself barely survive the next hour as the two of you make love, your chi-fueled lusts elevated to such a frenzied intensity that one of the ship's rowers develops an aura from the life-and-death battle of trying to keep you all afloat.

Thank you for reading this short fan-made story. Once again, please support the original author by playing the original game found here

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-ZGG

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Maverick Chapter 3

A floating black limo speeds down the highway and dodges others flying past it. We then see Nigel adjusting a lab coat and putting on protective gear, such as blue gloves and protective headwear when a notification is heard from his pocket. He takes out a phone showing a screen depicting a red dot coming towards a location marked as “Conner Estate.” He puts the phone back in his pocket.

Nigel: Right on time.

He is heard walking down the stairs as his son David talks with Fennel Achmann, his personal tutor, a 5´10 very thin-looking man with a gray mustache, a checkered sweater with a tie, and thin glasses. He is also balding slightly, a detail in which he takes odd pride. Nigel can be heard coming down the stairs and leaving for the door. Fennel notices what he is wearing. When he speaks, he uses a slight German accent.

Fennel: Ah, Mr. Conner?

Nigel: Y-Yes Fennel?

Fennel: Before you go, I need to talk about your son.

Nigel lowers his voice to try and make sure David doesn’t hear.

Nigel: Look, I understand he is disinterested in this sort of stuff, but he is able to le-

Fennel: Oh no no no, he is doing well.I just think because of the date today you could-

Nigel: What date…?

Nigel pulls up his phone and sees it is Apr 24, 2674. Take Your Children To Work Day.

Nigel: …Ohhh!

Fennel: Yes.

Nigel: That’s actually a good idea. Uh, David?

David: Yeah Dad?

Nigel: You wanna go to I.E.E?

David: I… uh…

Nigel: Oh come on, did you forget? It’s TYCTWD!

David: ..What?

Nigel: …Check your phone.

David does so and finds out the date.

David: ..Dad, I appreciate the offer, but I’m kinda busy right now.

Nigel: If you come with me, I’ll take you to Burger Palace after.

David: ..On second thought, I can free up some things.

Fennel: Und what are those things, David?

David: …You know. Stuff.

….

David: Whatever, l-I´ll just get something to wear.

Nigel: No need. Achmann here has already found a nice suit for you.

Oh, ok. Thank you Achmann.

No need, Mr. Conner.

David goes upstairs to prepare to leave. A knock on the door is heard. Nigel opens it to reveal a 5´11 middle-aged solidly-built slightly pudgy-looking man, more slim fat than anything, in a black suit and pants with brown hair. Behind him is a black limousine with a notable ´M´ logo on one of the doors. The man shakes hands with Nigel, who smiled slightly.

Nigel: Mr. Donner.

Nick Donner: Dr. Nigel. Pleasure to meet you.

Nigel: Oh no, no. I’m in the presence of a Maverick. The pleasure is all mine.

Nick: Thank you for your generosity. Greetings, Fennel.

Fennel nods.

Nick: I’m assuming you got the message from the company.

Nigel: Yes. It’s a bit strange for an emergency call to be sent to all employees without a notification first. Any information on what they need?

Nick: To my knowledge, no one at HQ knows what's happening. The only info I have is that we need to assure your safety as well as the rest of your co-workers. There are more people with me in the car.

Nigel and Nick begin walking towards the car as they continue speaking.

Nigel: No offense officer, but don’t you think all this security is really that necessary? I understand the caution, but… how many people are in the car?

Nick: Three.

Nigel: Four Mavericks are not really needed at the moment. How often are I.E.E’s employees targeted for attacks?

Nick: You would be very surprised.

Nick enters the driver seat as Nigel enters one of the passenger seats right next to two other people.

The first one is a rather tall ivory-skinned man, about 7 feet in height and 35 in age, wearing a black CIA-style uniform and with military cut blond hair.

The second one is a 6 feet more young brown-skinned man in the same attire as his fellow officer. He has black crew cut hair.

The third one sitting next to Nick is a young fair-skinned man, once again in the same attire, with red hair in an lvy league-style. He is currently looking at a digital watch on his wrist and a hologram comes up with various contacts and phone numbers. Nick looks at the hologram.

Nick: Any new information?

Chris Wesk: No. I´ve called everyone at the base and all the agents available. Seems like I.E.E doesn want to share any info with us.

The two agents in the back speak up.

Ramon Sander: Maybe they’re just paranoid about information hitting the wrong ears.

Stepan Belyae: Preparing to prevent corporate sabotage, maybe?

Chris: Call me relaxed, but I can’t think of a company with the balls to attack I.E.E, especially when we’re around.

Nick: What about the Renegades? They’ve been at our throats for years, they could be planning something big.

Chris: They’ve been quiet. Besides, if they were up to anything, intelligence would have notified us by now.

Nick: You can never be too cautious in this job. I expect all of you to be on the lookout for anything suspect.

Ramo: Oh come on. We haven’t heard anything from them in months and the most dangerous case I’ve gotten was getting a malfunctioning vacuum under control. We’ll be fine.

Nick: That’s an order. Keep on guard for as long as this mission goes on.

Nigel rolls down the car window and pokes his head out.

Nigel: David! Are you ready yet? Hurry and get in the car!

David (inside the house): …No!

Nigel: David. Come outside right now, or no Burger Palace.

There’s a bit of a pause. The door opens to reveal a very frustrated-looking David with his hair visibly slicked back with oil and a black tuxedo that was clearly very  tight on him, much to his discomfort. David begins to walk to the limo.

Nigel: Aww. You look so handsome in that outfit! See, I knew Achmann picked a good one.

Ramo (whispering to Stepan): With that look on his face, you’ll think he’s going to a funeral or something.

David (dully): Yeah dad. Thanks. Thank you, Achmann.

Fennel: You are welcome.

David and Fennel climb into the limo as it begins to drive down the hill the Conner Estate, a large mansion-like futuristic structure, is on.

David (voiceover): So what is this trip about anyway?

Nigel (voiceover): You will find out soon. Trust me, it’s gonna be good.

As the limo drives away, it zooms past a sewer lid that slowly begins to open. We zoom in on the lid as a metallic claw begins to open it and two red eyes open in the darkness of the sewer, quickly followed  by several smaller ones close to each other. A horrid bug-like robotic screech can be heard.

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Mavericks Chapter 2

{Visual: We cut to the inside of a dark room, where a short, light-skinned, and slightly puggy man, about 5’3, with a thick white mustache that covers most of his face in a hazmat suit is examining a blue ball of pure light under a see-through metal glass alone. He grabs a metal stick and, lifting the glass, gently pokes the blue ball, causing it to exert a bit of lightning-style energy, and knocks the stick out of the man’s hand. He writes something in a notebook and seals the glass when rapid knocking is heard. He is caught off-guard and quickly gets to taking off the hazmat suit]

Dr. Niro Walt:

“C-Coming! Give me a second, please!

[Visual: Niro runs over to the door with a number pad where he rapidly presses buttons until the pad morphs into a small scanner saying “Insert eye here”. He does so, and the machine quickly scans the eye before a “beep” noise is heard and the door opens to reveal a middle-aged white man in a black suit and jeans. He’s broadly built, at 6’5 with thick shoulders, a slim muscular frame, slicked-back black hair, and a scar on his left cheek. He smiles at Niro, who nervously smiles back]

CEO Hans Wicker:

“Niro!”

Niro:

“Wicker!… I was not expecting you.”

Hans:

“Understandable. I see you are hard at work.”

Niro:

“Very much so. If I knew you were coming so soon, I would have prepared a better-looking laboratory. “

[Visual: Niro flips a switch, which reveals a large and spacious, but very dirty looking room with machines wires and parts scattered all over the  place and multiple wires and cybernetic equipment holding a tube which contains the blue core]

Niro:

“My sincere apologies, si-

Hans:

“Sorry will not help with the Dual Cores Project, Mr. Walt. Speaking of which, how good are they doing?”

Niro:

“Well, the blue core is functional and healthy enough and the energy readings from it are very high, and honestly, it feels like-“

[Visual: Hans walks past Niro as he speaks and coughs loudly, interrupting the doctor as he turns to Hans inspecting the core with a disappointed look on his face]

Hans:

“Niro, I’ll be honest with you for a minute, I was never really a math wiz in high school, always struggled a lot with Geometry. But if my memory serves me correctly, there’s just one core here. *chuckles* Don’t tell me that an entire half of a project I’ve spent hundreds of millions on, just happened to vanish into thin air.”

Niro:

“Ah, yes. The red core is kept in a more secure and stable part of the facility, being overwatched by Saner, and-“

Hans:

“And why is that, exactly? Thought they were being kept in the same room together.

Niro:

“W-well, the red core is a lot more volatile and oddly more aggressive than the blue one, so we naturally had to take precautions for the safety of the employees and scientists.”

Hans

“...Take me to it.” 

Niro:

“What?”

Hans:

“Take me to the red one.”

Niro (worried):

“I…can’t do that.”

Hans:

“Excuse me?”

[Visual: Hans walks over the Niro as he tries to explain the situation]

Niro:

“I-I’m sorry sir, but the board of directors told me specifically not to allow personnel to interact with the red core unless they are granted specific access.”

[Hans puts his hand on the nervous Niro’s shoulders and chuckles a bit]

Hans:

“Walt. Buddy. Pal. I understand perfectly clearly what the board members said. But, then again, I’m not just some random employee of the month , am I?”

Niro:

“Hans, I think they also meant high-ranking members-“

Hans:

*sighs* “Niro, I’m gonna give this to you straight. If you like your job here at I.E.E, you’re gonna let me see the red one.”

Niro:

“A..Are you threatening me?”

Hans:

“No. If I was threatening you, I would pull out a gun out of my pocket and force you to surrender what measly salary you’re paid. I am simply exerting my authority and power over you in order to force a situation where you give me what I want or you face severe consequences. Show me the other core, Doctor.”

[Visual: Niro looks slightly shocked, then seems to think for a bit]

Niro:

“Fine.”

Hans:

“Great! I knew you would see my side of things. Also, if you don’t mind, I brought a fan of yours along.”

[Visual:A girl, looking no more than 17 years old, is about 5’11, white skin, lithe physical appearance with soft curves, and purple eyes with black long hair in a free wavy style, is wearing a white scientist coat with a black t-shirt, thin glasses, and gray jeans.  She carries a large bag as she enters the room in a rush, looking like she ran all the way there.]

Nara Wicker (out of breath):

“S-sorry I’m *cough* late, dad.”

Hans:

“It’s okay, sweetie. I just wanted you to meet someone.”

[Visual: Nara’s eyes lit up at the sight of Dr. Niro, and she goes over to shake his hand feverishly.]

Nara:

“You’re the actual Dr. Walt?! I-uh-..I am Nara Walker, I am an engineer and software student in Aurora Tech, and I have actually gotten every book you have wrote in my bag here, let me just-“

[Visual: She accidentally drops some of the books on the floor and quickly scrambles to pick them up. Hans smiles at Niro.]

Hans:

 “Ahh. Clumsy isn’t she?”

Niro:

“She certainly does seem motivated enough. Very nice girl. Smart for her age too.”

Hans

“ I’ve noticed. Speaking of which, I do remember promising her about showing the ‘special project’ the company ha-”

Niro(resigned):

“Yes yes, I will show the red core. Follow me please.”

[Visual: We cut to an almost abnormally thin and rather old (think 59) white man with black hair, about 6’2 tall, with large dark circular spectacles and a black coat with a white shirt underneath, with thin white pants and black shoes, closely studying a large red ball of seemingly calm energy inside a transparent container of glass, except it is fortified with a formidable amount of gray armor, it has turrets trained on the glass from all sides, and a squadron of trained soldiers covered head to toe in all black protective gear which hides their faces and bodies, all white have modern looking assault rifles trained on the glass while the man works. He presses a button on a pad in front of him, which causes two robotic hands to sprout inside the glass with the energy ball. The hands move to touch the ball, which causes it to exert an energy throughout the glass, disintegrating the two hands. This is when the trio of characters from the last scene come in.]

Hans:

“Veno.”

Veno Saner:

“Hans. Good to see you. And you have brought Miss Nara along as well.”

Nara:

“Hi Veno.”

Niro:

“Veno, my colleague. Good to see yo-“

[Visual: Niro goes to handshake Veno, who ignores him and goes over to Hans. Niro sighs. While Hans and Vino talk, Nara notices the red core and is amazed by it and attempts to interact  with it, while the guards try to prevent her from doing so.]

Hans:

“How’s the work?”

Veno:

“I wish I could say it was better. All our tests have  done nothing but just prove that the red core is more hostile than any other type of core we have in the facility. Not even the cores extracted from the most aggressive of androids are this volatile. Putting it in a different environment is a highly dangerous prospect. I’m afraid we will need more time and money before we can properly test it. “

Hans:

“Time is not something we have much of, Veno. I want this thing ready soon, both of the cores should be ready in time for the guys up top to see it. I will not be humiliated by telling them that the cores ‘need more time’. I will not be made a joke by your lack of progress, Saner.

Veno:

“Why not delay the presentation? Stall the directors with a…a product teaser or something. There’s a new vacuum the company’s releasing, use it to distract the-“

Hans:

“Just know that I will be using any core that I feel like the Aurora Civilian Protection Unit needs, regardless of its status or behavior. I just hope for your sake, both of them are stable by that time.”

Veno:

“…I have a dampening agent in my personal lab. We can use it for the red one, but it will weaken it a bit.”

Hans:

“…No. Just try and docile it without the agent. We need it at max power for a full effect. The ACPU needs a strong core. It will get one.”

[Visual: Hans walks over the glass holding the red core and puts his hand on the surface. He smiles slowly.]

Hans:

“Oh yeah. You are going to make me a legend. Soon.”

[Visual: The cores lets out a small burst of electricity, somehow affecting Hans’ hand and causing him to suddenly take it off the glass.]

Hans:

“…Fiesty one.”

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Mavericks: Chapter 1

[Visual: The screen of the infomercial was playing on zooms out to reveal the dark room. Only this time the lights turn on suddenly to reveal a high-school classroom.

It’s a fairly well-decorated, sleek, and colorful space, with other touches, like a digital holographic screen displaying the title MAVERICKS. Students look mildly disinterested as a young boy, about 5’5 feet tall and 16 years old, with a light skin tone and brown eye color and a black hairstyle (think like Hotaro Oreki) and wearing a white t-shirt with gray jeans, is barely keeping himself awake when his teacher, a fairly lanky and skinny man, addresses the class and turns off the screen the infomercial was playing on.

Teacher:

“So everyone, what were your opinions on the ‘Welcome to Aurora’ video?”

[Visual: The students respond randomly and uncommitted, their answers drowned out by the overall feeling of extreme boredom]

Teacher (annoyed):

“Maybe I forgot to say you all have an assignment due on this.”

[Visual: The class suddenly panics and scrambles to get out pens and notepads as the teacher sends the classwork notification to their devices. The boy, now aware of his surroundings, looks at the assignment on his pad in confusion.]

Boy:

“Uhh, Mr. Tompson?”

Tompson:

“Yes,  Conner?”

David Conner:

“Why is there a question asking what brand of clothing the Guide wore?”

Tompson:

“To make sure you all were paying attention to the video. After all,  I need to make sure all of you are listening. This is a test, by the way, so your overall score in this class will be affected. Good luck”

[Visual: As Mr Tompson walks off, David stares blanky at his paper for a good few seconds, before trying to get the attention of his classmate and friend Dan West, an African-American 5’7 tall and 16 years old, with thin glasses, military cut hair, a turtleneck sweater, and black shorts, who turns to him looking slightly annoyed.]

Dan:

“(sighs) Yeah?”

David:

“Look, Dan, I’m sorry. I know you’re bus-”

Dan:

“Not really. I already finished this up yesterday.”

David:

“...We had this since yesterday?”

Dan:

“Yep. Tompson just didn’t tell us.”

David (annoyed):

“Of course he didn’t. How did you even do it without the video?”

Dan:

“Searched it up online. I can show you the video, but we have to be sneaky about it”

David:

“Forget it, you know he’s gonna catch us. Just help me find the answers. Please.”

Dan:

“(stares at David for a minute, looking slightly conflicted, before sighing) “Move a bit closer.”

[Visual: David hands his pad to Dan, who begins selecting the correct answers]

Dan:

“Dave, I’ve known you since we were little kids, right?”

David:

“Uhh, yeah. You help me with that math test back in second grade.

Dan:

“That’s what I wanted to speak to you about. Your dad is a scientist, right?”

David:

“He’s officially known as the Chief Mechanical Manager of I.E.E, but yeah, why?”

Dan:

“Why the hell do you want me to help you in every test or surprise quiz we get? Your dad is a genius, and he’s rich. He probably hires the top tutors for you, so why do you need my help with all the work we get? I’m not saying you’re dumb or something, but you should know this.”

David (sighing and slightly embarrassed):

“I know. He does hire some instructors for me, the only issue is that most of the time anyway, I don’t really pay attention that much.”

Dan:

“Come on, it can’t be that hard.”

David:

“I wish. It’s been an issue as far back as I can think of. But it’s honestly getting better lately.”

Dan:

“If that was true, I wouldn’t be doing this for you. (realizes something and looks at the pad) Speaking of which, you owe me one.”

[Visual: The pad pings with the result: a perfect 100 with fanfare music along with it. David smiles at Dan]

David:

“Thanks.”

[Visual: Tompson looks at the time on a wall screen and pulls up all the tests on his computer. He seems to take special interest in David and Dan’s]

Tompson:

“Mr. Conner. Mr. West.”

David (worried):

“Great. He caught us.”

Tompson:

“You both did outstanding work today. Great job gentlemen! And in record time too.”

David (relieved): 

“Oh thank god, I thought you just wrote my answers word for word.”

Dan:

“And why exactly would I do something so stupid? He’ll probably think I copied you and THEN what would happen?”

David:

“Good point.”

Tompson:

“I am proud of you two. As a reward, you can both start early on the next assignment.”

[Visual: Tompson takes out a remote and presses a button, which replaces both of the boys’ desks with a table littered with science equipment, lab materials, and a book manual. David looks disappointed]

David: 

“Goddamnit”.

[Visual: Dan and David begin putting on some protective gear and look at the manual]

David:

“I thought we would actually get to relax, not do more work.

Dan:

“Relax. Looking at the whole thing right now, It’s really just a simple goal of getting a chemical reaction out of this. If we’re lucky, this whole thing should take about…3 hours.”

David:

“What?!”

Dan:

“Give or take, honestly. Now, stop complaining and hurry up, the sooner we finish, the better.”

[Visual: David looks extremely bored as Dan begins to read the manual. As he is doing so, David notices some nearby chemicals: One light blue liquid in an orb-like glass and several bright yellow cubes]

David:

“Dan, I need the manual for a minute.

Dan:

“Be my guest.”

[Visual: David grabs the manual from Dan and looks over a page about the two chemicals. It says they are both individually harmless and little more than multicolored liquid]

David:

“Dan, you see those two vials over there?”

Dan:

“Yeah?”

[Visual: David smiles at Dan]

David: I’m gonna mix them.

[Visual: David reaches for the vials when Dan’s hand stops him]

Dan:

“A-Are you stupid?! Do you want to get expel-”

David:

“It’s fine. The manual says they’re both safe to work with. At worst, you’ll probably get a chemical burn or something. Besides, we’re not gonna do anything interesting in this class, so this might be fun. Trust me.”

Dan:

“Okay…”

[Visual: David throws the manual to the side, where the book lands on a page that says that the two materials should not be combined, lest the risk of triggering an explosive chemical reaction. David is about to drop a cube in the blue liquid]

Dan:

“Wait.”

David (confused):

“Hmm?”

Dan:

“Shouldn’t you drop two cubes for a better reaction?”

David:

“Huh. Good point.”

[Visual: Slow-motion close-up on the cubes as David drops them, splashing into the blue liquid as it starts to bubble. Cut to a floating car going down the highway as other similar cars move around it. We see a white 5’10 man with a lanky and slim build, wearing a formal-looking office worker shirt with blue jeans. He has a messy look to his hair like he just got done with a particularly stressful overtime shift. He has slight bags in his eyes and has brown hair with a slight beard growing. This is Nigel Conner, David Conner’s dad]

Nigel (optimistic):

“So was your day at school?”

David:

“Good.”

Nigel:

“Anything you want to discuss?”

[Visual: David pauses for a bit]

David:

“No, not really.”

[Visual: Nigel frowns and adjusts the rear-view mirror which shows David, who is both covered in dust and soot and has mangled-looking hair. David looks off to the side with a shameful look on his face]

Nigel:

“Oh don’t be like that. Everyone makes mistakes. I remember the last time I made a chemical error.”

David:

”Dad, I don’t think you blew up a classroom when you did. I screwed up and now your schedule is messed up because I couldn’t keep my hands off the vials.

Nigel: 

“The point is, just because you messed up today, doesn’t mean you will mess up tomorrow. You were curious about the chemical reaction and how it would work. That’s the sign of a true scientist. You just didn’t read the instructions first. But that doesn’t mean you failed.”

David:

“Wish my teacher thought the same thing. You should have seen how angry he was. I wish I could have known not to combine those two materials.”

Nigel:

“Which is why I will make sure Dr. Achmann will teach you all about Glaurine and Portocubes.

David:

“Wha?”

Nigel:

“You heard me.”

David:

“But Dad, I have a plan with my friends later! We’re gonna go to a swimming pool!”

Nigel:

“Friends and swimming can wait. You’re not going anywhere unless you can tell me the definitions of both of those materials with zero trip-ups.”

David (frustrated):

“Dad!”

Nigel:

“No. You’re going to study hard, young man, and by the time this day’s over, you’re gonna like it!”

David:

“Arggh!”

[Visual: As the final parts of the conversation go on (starting from the ‘but dad’ part) We cut to the car speeding down the highway as we see the tall buildings, floating and flying cars, and multiple shining lights of the city.] 

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Mavericks: Prologue

Ok so this is a story I’m making that takes some inspiration from transformers(The Bayverse and only the good parts), Men in Black, and pieces from The Fifth Element. Basically I’m making a science fiction action movie script. Enjoy!

Prologue

[Visual: We zoom in on a flat screen TV in a dark room. The static flickers a bit before a company logo, I.E.E. Innovative Entertainment Enterprises, appear on screen, with a nice little jingle along with it. The symbol is a cube inside a see through 3D Triangle. The screen slowly covers the entire screen.]

“I.E.E, for the visionary in yoouuuuu!”

[Visual: A blond woman in a white flight attendant uniform walks into a white room and faces the screen with a friendly, almost too cherry smile. Cheery upbeat music is playing throughout the entire infomercial.]

Naya:

“Hello, future citizen! My name is Naya Current, your guide for the day. If you are seeing this digital message on whatever electronic device you have with you, you are currently entering the greatest city on the planet, the one and only, Aurora!”

(the real city is this, but with a lot less plant life a and way up above the clouds)

Naya: 

“Here we have it folks! Your new home for hopefully the rest of your joyful lives! Witness the pinnacle of both technology and nature as Aurora history is a large and grand as the city your eyes are staring at right now!”

[Visual: Little animations appear on screen to depict the history of Aurora. Think The Infographic Show’s animations but with more detail and motion.]

Naya(Voiceover): 

“Long ago, in the year 2006, our great founders Dr Cornelius Bulb and Professor Barter Dixnous were just regular young scientists at Harvard, when they found the remains from a meteor from space that sank an entire island. In the ruins, they found a beacon of the future and changed the world as we know it today, thanks to one miracle energy source: Etheron!”

[Visual: A 3D giant shining white shard appears on the screen.]

Naya(Voiceover): What can’t this little guy do? It doesn't use the remains of dead animals or plants, it’s almost completely self-charging, meaning it sometimes just needs other sources of energy to keep on ticking, and it’s 100% renewable. Even if the Etheron from one shard is used up, it still can be used for strengthening other Etheron! Unfortunately, Etheron didn’t catch on immediately, and soon, in the year 2011, the overuse and abuse of other types of energy nearly destroyed the earth as we know it… 

But, the Etheron both Bulb and Dix underwent a miracle of legendary proportions, as they managed to gather it all together and combine to create the very thing that keeps this city floating: The Ether Core. 

[Visual: A large glowing white ball is shown to be inside the center of the island that holds the city.]

Naya(Voiceover):

“With that, and with the Eneron Core using the same island it destroyed as Aurora’s ground, left the ruined earth below forever  and came to the sky twice the size of Texas and with an infinite energy source to boot! We never really knew what happened too that world we left behind.”

“Now in the year of 2674, you can see that it’s hard to take of a city the size of a nation. But you can rest easy knowing it’s gotten a whole lot easier with our best friends. Robots.”

[Visual: The screen flickers again as a headline reading Robots: The Best Of Us]

Naya (Voiceover):

“Robots do our shopping. They cook for us. Serve our meals. Clean for us. Offer emotional support. They take good care of us.”

[Visual: A bright, animated scene of an orange robot with large clunky eyes on a wheel, washing dishes. The robot then appears unclogging a shiny gray toilet, then sweeping trash from the streets with precision. The robot whirs happily.]

Naya (Voiceover):

“They even help us with things we don’t really want to do anymore.

[Visual: The cheerful robot suddenly gets hit by a speeding car, breaking into pieces as screws and bolts fly in all directions.]

Naya (Voiceover, cheerfully):

“Don’t worry! Even if our robots fall to pieces, they will be treated with the utmost dignity and honor. Theyll be put to rest in the lower world below, with the rest of their brethren.”

[Visual: A garbage truck slowly dumps broken robot debris off the edge of the city, into a swirling abyss below. The camera zooms in on a robot’s severed head, which winks at the camera. A severed hand next to it raises a thumbs up.]

Naya (Voiceover, with a chuckle):

“Rust in pieces, guys. Rust in pieces.” [Cue Laugh track]

[Visual: The screen suddenly turn black out of seemingly nowhere.]

“Now, some unfortunate and troubled robots are not interested in helping this great city grow and helping out their fellow man or machine.”

[Visual: A red warning message flashes on screen: Warning. This real live footage of robbery by android may disturb small children and certain people. Viewer discretion is advised.]

[Visual: We cut to security footage of a bank when it’s business as usual until an explosion blows the doors off their hinges and rocks the entire building. A 9 feet tall dark blue robot with an athletic humanoid shape, really the only thing different was the steam coming out of multiple holes in his metallic body, the multiple robotic details on his body (think Jaegers except not as many lights, a lot more flexibility and leaner design), and the fact that he had a large circular light that changes colors based on his emotions, storms into the building and slams his hands on the desk, cracking it a bit and scaring the bank tellers. His voice was loud and angry, and he sounded like he had a shard of glass lodged into his foot at all times.]

???: 

“WHERE IS IT?!”

Female Bank Teller(Scared):

 “W-What? I… don’t understand-“

???: 

“WHERE….IS….THE….MONEY? UNDERSTAND?!?”

The sound of the very angry robot's voice cracks the glass in front of the bank teller, frightening her even more. A security officer walks up to the robot holding a badge.

Officer:

 “Okay buddy, I understand you’re not very happy. But you’re disturbing the public and threatening our staff, so I’m gonna have to ask you to leav-“

???: 

“SHUT UP!!”

[Visual:The robot’s hand morphs into an arm cannon that charges up and blasts the man in the chest, with the bank teller screaming in horror.]

[Visual: Cut to the same robot stomping through the streets, crushing cars and smashing walls while escaping two  police cars . He turns towards them in the middle of the road and growls angrily.]

???:

“Die, you pathetic skin-puppets!”

[Visual:His left shoulder opens up to reveal a miniature cannon that launches grenades at the cars, blowing them up along with blowing a few pedestrians away. The blue robot laughs in victory before climbing onto a brick building, beating at his chest and roaring at the people below.]

Naya(Voiceover, disheartened:)

“We do not know why these beloved robots go rogue, nor do we think the reason will be found anytime soon. What we do know…”

[Visual: The robot is suddenly sent flying by a missile blast into a nearby ice cream truck, crashing into it.] 

Naya(Voiceover, hopeful): “is that we have saviors on our side. We have Mavericks.”

[Visual: Another robot walks out of the smoke created by the missile to reveal an 8’7 feet tall Cyborg with thick iron legs supporting a large raven black steel chest sporting an orange core in the center with a surprising human head on top of the torso, a white bearded head that was just the right size to be on the of middle age, gruff visage and of slightly flabby features, like he was in a war for the better part of a decade and he was very fond of high fat food. The most striking feature is that he had black sclera and green irises and he had black armor at his neck and the upper part of his head(covering forehead and hair). He also seemed to have a cigar in his mouth. He retracts the rocket launcher from his back and walks toward the crawling blue robot. He spoke with a rough, militant, and passive tone, like he didn’t take the other bot seriously, and looks at a digital screen on his arm.]

???:

“D-5457. Factory Worker Bot. Recently broke out a couple weeks ago and now has gone on a rampage throughout the northern part of the Delta area. Crimes are: Grand Theft Auto, Property Damage, Assault, Assault with a Deadly Weapon, Assault Resulting in Bodily Harm, Homicide against both Human and Machine Life, Theft, Murder, and Battery. Apparently calling yourself “Drill-Jaw” now. Good for you.”

[Visual: Drill-Jaw spits out a bit of oil as he get to his feet, glaring at the other robot in fury]

Drill-Jaw:

“Steel-Pack. Heard around town there was a bounty on your head. 500,000 cads, they say. Wonder if they pay extra for bringing the head in.”

Steel-Pack,chuckling a bit): 

“So, you know how to joke. I’m gonna put that on the personal comments. Funny.”

[Cue: Ballroom Blitz-Sweet]

[Visual: Driil-Jaw roars in anger and wipes off an ice cream cone off his head before unsheathing a red blade from his dorsal side on his right hand and charging towards Steel-Pack with it, who morphs his hand into an iron battle axe with bright orange edges and expertly blocks Drill-Jack’s sword before grabbing his wrist and pulling him forward, allowing Pack to break Jaw’s arm, causing him to scream in pain]

Drill-Jaw: 

“AAARGH!”

[Visual: Jaw uses his good arm to morph into a cybernetic cannon fire a dark blue energy blast at Pack, who dodges it with ease as it blows up a nearby car and transforms his own hand into a gun and proceeds fires multiple energy rounds at Jaw, who takes considerable external damage from the attack, bringing him to his knees. Jaw sees a nearby lamppost, rips it off the ground, and attacks Pack with it, who catches the weapon, crushing it and, using tiny thrusters in his dorsal side, gut-punches Jaw, who coughs a bit before falling face first on the ground. Flying police cars land on the ground soon after, and a man in a black suit comes out.]

Police Official Jones: 

“Looks like you had this one handled. Unlike the two men we sent.”

Steel-Pack: 

“Jones, what happened to the reinforcements I requested? Why was there only two police cars in pursuit?”

Jones: 

“Some recent recruits thought they ‘had in the bag’ and that ‘It wouldn’t take long.’ Rookies.”

Steel-Pack:

“They endangered nearby civilians and buildings for their own egos. See to it they get janitorial duties for the rest of the month.”

Jones:

“Already on it. Good work, by the way.”

Steel-Pack:

“Just my job, officer.”

[Visual: We freeze frame on Pack in a black and white filter as a camera snap is heard in the background]

Naya(Voiceover):

“Law enforcement. Warriors. Heroes. Mavericks are the brave men and women, human or mechanical, who have the wills and the skills to protect the people of this great city. But how do we get these great fighters?”

[Visual: An animation depicting the creation of Mavericks is shown on screen]

Naya(Voiceover):

Through a process created in the year 2047, a system still considered revolutionary today, brave individuals can volunteer for their lives to be changed forever as robotic parts and Cores, the engines of these saviors, are transplanted into their already exceptional bodies, minds, and souls, turning them into real life superheroes and protectors of the innocent. They were here when Aurora first was founded, and we pray they will always be here to protect us all.

[Visual: We are shown a silhouetted group of Mavericks in the distance of a sunset surrounded by grass as epic swelling music begins to play. Cut to a black screen. The camera shows the head of a humanoid skeletal frame made of metallic parts, that is slowly covered by pale white sinew reminiscent of real human muscle until it forms a face, captured in detail from side and high angles. A steel helmet with one strip for eyes (think of the robocop) is put on the face, then the visor glows blue. Next, the camera jumps to the low-angle view of the side of the skeletal body, same thing happens, artificial sinews form the shape of the body, then covered by metal plates that glow blue as it's fitted into the robot. The next is the legs. After that the camera zooms out dramatically to show not just one, but a silhouetted line of similar robots (with slight differences) against bright blue lighted letters that spell out the words: MAVERICKS]

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Ero Clash: Dual Cultivation 2 💥

Note: Ahh, finally it's finished. We write this one together, and I just wanna say thank you thank you thank you to Zgg! It's really fun watching him add to the story, how he writes the dialogues and scenes, and really shape up the characters far more than I could do alone. His humor allows this work to be closer to the style of Aura Clash, while his ideas drive the story forward. Thank you again, Zgg, I hope we can continue working together.

A bit of content warning, this story will have anal sex.

Now on to the story!

A dazzling figure stands among blossoming flowers near a huge garden lake — her tall, well-endowed body wrapped in a long golden robe that tastefully displays every graceful curvature without revealing too much.

Warm, motherly face pondering the wavering reflection staring back at her from the restless surface of the lake.And yet…something feels off.

"What a bothersome feeling…" the figure sighs, closing her swan-like eyes — her dark lashes kissing the top of her cheeks. "And on such a peaceful day, too."

She wonders what could have caused the cold pit in her stomach, until the gentle flap of wings catches her attention. She extends a hand for the dawn phoenix, petting the animal fondly on the head as it lands.

"Have you come bearing news?" She coos at the majestic bird. "Only good ones, I hope."

The bird, sweating a bit, mutters a soft guttural sound from the back of its throat. It bows its head in deference, presenting the news scroll it carries in a special satchel on its back.

She takes the scroll with a warm thank you before letting the bird fly away to be compensated for its service by plenty of food. Examining the scroll, she recognizes the sender in an instant from the cold blue stone knob unique to the Immortal Winter Monastery.

Seeing no reason to delay any further, she opens the scroll.

Oh! It’s from that nice girl, Shui. I wonder how she is doin-OH!.....oh. Oh. “Oh ancestors.” The pit in her stomach rapidly worsens as her face begins to twist into a subtle yet raging frown.

Somebody is going to die.

* * *

Compared to the frigid, cold, and overly harsh mountain tops, the moderate warmth of the luxurious room you rent feels stifling. You open the windows wide, yet doing so presents another problem in the form of pervading noises.

Being a traders hub located strategically between three prolific cities, the town is expectedly loud and busy even well into the night. Merchants cajoling their wares to anyone who happens to pass by their shops, idiots with too much money gamble away in hidden rooms, women of — let’s say, dubious morality — offer lustful men to pay 100 silver for a night of fun, bards weaving epic (and very true) tales in exchange for a few coins, rowdy tavern goers raising toasts to nothing in particular — it's all too much.

And here you are, trying to get a wink of sleep to no avail. Something is bothering you… something other than the noises. You look up at the sky as if anticipating for a storm, not realizing that the storm has already arrived and she's calling for your painful demise.

Down in the lounge, sleazy patrons who frequent the lodging are scurrying out like snakes from a hawk. And indeed, Lady Nuwa of the Golden Phoenix house is a woman who is as formidable as a hawk — as beautiful as a garden of flowering blossoms.

She sits refined amidst upturned tables and scattered liquor bottles, her perfume masking the putrid stench of the abandoned lounge. Legs crossed atop another, a hand lazily twirling a pretty yellow flower, while taking occasional sips of the best wine the lodging can offer. And even then, the cheapest swill in the Empire would taste far better.

Lady Nuwa raises a sculpted brow towards the quivering little man bowing deeply at her toes.

"Now, Mister Wei. There's no need to be so scared," the woman croons, her soft hand gently cupping Mr. Wei's wrinkly cheek to lift his face from the floor. The owner's breath catches in his throat, trying to prevent his exhaling from offending the lioness as Lady Nuwa flashes him a warm smile.

"I only want to meet this mysterious stranger who's staying in one of your rooms. I heard he's quite the handsome sight… you will bring him to me, won't you?"

"Uh-yes! Yes, of course. I'll fetch him immediately!" The owner quickly jumps up and bows before rushing to your room upstairs, tripping a bit on the way. His sweaty fist bangs violently on your door and causes you to wake up from your shallow sleep. You try to get up gracefully, but your exhausted pair of legs betray you and you flop on the ground like an unlucky salmon.

You want to curse the heavens, hells, and every fucking realm of existence as you stand and open your door. You noticed the silence a long while ago, you heard the hurried footsteps of the patrons leaving the establishment, you should have known there's something very wrong — but you didn’t give a damn because that all meant less noise to bother your ears.

Now, looking at Mr. Wei's horrified face, you wish you were more alert. You look down at him, exerting some of your demonic aura as you do. "What is it?" you grumble.

Mr. Wei is pale as a china plate, his throat bobs as he gulps loudly. He's clearly put off by you, but whatever makes him run up to get you is so much more frightening for him. So he steels his nerve and stutters. "Please, come with me, Sir. There's someone who'd like to meet you. Please."

Without better things to do, you begrudgingly agree and follow the skittish old man to the lounge. Her dark eyes lock on to your form as soon as you appear on the top of the stairs, you feel her gaze cutting through your skin. She's smiling, like a cat who got the canary.

The ladies on the street are certainly not lying when they gush about how attractive you are. In fact, she finds herself appreciating you as you walk towards her, and she's not an easy woman to please — after all, she denies that brutish oaf Crusher Mao's advances many times. It’s a shame you have to die.

But she won't let your transgression go unpunished.

You're standing in front of her now. As you look at her, you begin to recognize the woman. Is that Nuwa? The Golden Phoenix herself?! You begin to understand what this is all about. You are screwed. Wait. You can still get out of this unharmed! After all, you have the Jade Dragon Foundation on your side! She probably isn’t even that strong. You smirk. This will be easy.

"Kneel," she commands.

You don't give her the satisfaction. With your height, you loom above her–wait. Something about the woman makes you feel small. Insignificant. Suddenly your knees give. Damn it. You should have known, she's using her chi to pin you down. It's so subtle, yet powerful, that you're already on the floor when you realize what's happening.

She smiles at you, trailing your jawline with her fingertips, her sharp nails sending prickling your skin and send sparks through your nerves. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Little demon."

She moves her hand to pat your head. You give her a snarl in return but she only laughs, no trace of fear or hesitation as she yanks your collar and brings you closer. "My, aren't you dashing?" she murmured into your ear. "Shame there won't be much left of that handsome face once I'm done with you, corrupted."

She spits the last word like venom as her kindly face turns shockingly scary. Her aura thick with murderous intent. You need to free yourself quickly.

Gathering your chi, you focus your willpower to break from her hold. You jump several feet away from her, landing in a ready stance. Your eyes watch her warily as she stands with her chin raised and her golden aura unfurling like a flower. Her power is overwhelming, you can feel the heat scorching your skin even from afar.

You rush, aiming a fire-covered fist at her face but instead you are met with a wall of aura. A deafening bang explodes as your punch lands upon Lady Nuwa's shield, you barely have a second before she lifts her palm and throws a powerful aura blast to your gut. Fortunately, you manage to evade at the last moment, otherwise you'll be left with a perfectly round hole where your stomach should be — can't really imagine eating like that.

You're forced to leap when another blast creates a burning crater on the floor where you were seconds ago, you use this opportunity to swing an overhead kick that she easily deflects with another shield. Her blast catches you by surprise, engulfing you in an unbearable heat. You scream. Your skin melts off, your blood steams into red mist, and your charred flesh crumbles —exposing your bones in the span of less than a minute.

Lady Nuwa smirks, eyes awash with satisfaction when your lifeless body falls to the floor. However, it is soon wiped out as your corpse dissipates into a black smoke. Then, the entire building is slowly swallowed by pitch black darkness. You wield the shadow to create clones, surrounding her and attacking her from all sides.

You can perfectly see Lady Nuwa quickly and carefully examining the world of void you've brought onto her. Every part of her body is on alert, the smile on her face turning slightly tense — although only slightly, much to your frustration. She manages to retain her confidence. Her arrogance.

The way she keeps her chin raised, how you can only find excitement in her gaze rather than fear or even a smidge of trepidation — it irks you, honestly.

Your irritation only spikes when you hear her pleasant laughter echoing like a bell.

"What a charming magic trick, little demon," she taunts, pearly white teeth peeking from her smile. "Hiding in the darkness like a scared little rat, hm? Can't say it doesn't suit you. Why don’t you come out and fight instead of running like the dirty cockroach you are, hmm?"

Oh, this bitch.

Fire surges out from your core, materializing into a large ball of inferno that you cast her way. She dodges, but is taken by surprise as another burst of flame singes her robe's sleeve from behind. She has to quickly recover as she's assailed by multiple massive fireballs from all sides all at once.

She's put on the defense, raising her shield to protect her from being burned the way your clone self had been moments ago. She moves gracefully, as if in a dance, jumping and spinning just in time to the rhythm of your attacks, her clothes flowing along with her movements.

"Is this all you've got, d-demon?" Her voice pierces through the void. She stuttered. You have her on the edge, confident you will win and conquer her the way you did the leopard priestess.

Until... suddenly, the woman spreads her arms like a bird would its wings, then leaps high. You inhale — for a moment you swear you're looking up at a goddess, her golden robe shimmering as her aura shines, her long black hair fanning behind her back like trails of ink. It’s honestly a bit arousing —

— it doesn’t feel like that after what happens next.

Her aura glows, condensing into a blinding orb of light in the cusp of her hands that keeps getting brighter. It chokes you with its warmth, it's tenderness that rivals the silky rays of morning sun. You are brought to your knees as her light shatters your void into fine dust. The shockwave sends you sprawled upon the lounge's floor, bloodied and bruised and barely conscious.

Your face scrunches in pain as white hot light enters your tunneling vision, and from the light the curvaceous figure of Lady Nuwa appears — her hand poised to send one last blast to your head. This is it, this is the end of your life. You lived a good one at the very least.

You close your eyes, letting your consciousness slip.

Only a flick of a finger, that's all she needs to do, but she finds herself stopping short. She looks over your prone form with distaste. Your tainted chi is bitter, powerful, but ultimately hollow. No, that's not what caught her attention. There's something in you much more potent. She can feel it despite your inability to use it to its fullest.

Why? She wonders. Getting up close, she can feel how strong it is. If only you had fully mastered this immense power earlier, she wouldn't have stood a chance against you.

Maybe… with this… Her eyes narrow in thought. She kneels by your side, slender hand caressing the side of your face. Handsome and powerful. A sharp smile graces her face. "Seems like the fun has only just begun."

* * *

Outside of the inn, Mr. Wei and the other patrons are currently waiting for the commotion to end with bated breaths and wild speculations to entertain them. The sight attracting more than one onlookers until half of the town is gathered together.

"Who was the chick in the golden robe?"

"Are you stupid or something?!"

"What?"

"That’s Lady Nuwa!"

"What the hell does she want with us?!"

"She wanted the boy with that evil look in his eyes and a creepy sword!"

"Hmph! Probably wanted the stud all to herself."

"Don’t tell me you're gonna do anything about it?"

"Great. We basically got kicked out, and two random people are gonna either fight or fuck."

"Ehh. At least we get to hear them get it on."

The crowd mumbles in agreement.

"Didn’t know Lady Nuwa likes bad boys."

"She is seen with Crusher Mao sometimes…"

"She’s probably a lady in public, but a freak in bed!"

"Yeah, you think the bitch likes it up the a–"

"SILENCE, ALL OF YOU!!" Wei finally spoke up. "They will probably discuss some important things not meant for mortal ears, so we'll just have to wait here and enter back in later."

The crowd complains loudly.

"Quiet. We will get back to business as soon as they are done."

A golden light shot out of the cabin at a speed too fast for human eyes to comprehend, as the building itself began to violently shake, before collapsing completely, reduced to little more than a sad pile of wood and stone.

A single tear ran down Mr. Wei’s face.

* * *

Blearily, your eyes open. A sigh of relief blows out of your parched lips when you find yourself very much alive, and very much comfortable on top of a cloudy bed wrapped in a layer of blanket. You blink slowly, your eyelids are still heavy and you are more than content to let sleep lull you into its peaceful embrace again.

That is until the memories of what transpired earlier jolts you into an upright position that makes your head spin. You look around, taking in the room you're in.

It's a bedroom. Huh. It’s certainly not the one back at the lodging — though the place was nice, it's nothing compared to where you are now. You are on a gilded poster bed, amongst soft pillows and warm silk sheets. The dim, unoffending light from the flower shaped lanterns reveals just enough for you to make out how vast the bedroom is. Your muscles loosen and relax pleasantly when you breathe in the heady incense in the air.

The restful moment withers quicker than the snap of a snare when a woman's voice echoes into your ears.

"Enjoying yourself, I see."

Your head turns to find Lady Nuwa, and the sight of her… gods help you. She walks as a cat would, her round hips swaying gently like a flower in the wind, her satiny skin sparkles with beads of sweet dew. The lady is wrapped in nothing but a tantalizingly thin bathrobe that shows the outline of her generous bosom, with a slit where her shapely leg peeks out as she prowls. She breathes slowly while moving to you, her face looking slightly tipsy — as if she took a couple wine bottles before coming here.

She stops at the side of the bed, with her standing and you half sitting, she looms above you. Your limbs tense once more, muscles coiling to spring up when needed. She wanted to kill you, her blazing attacks from the night before flashing in your mind's eye, yet you can't help but drink in her figure until you're drowning.

She smiles down at you, and for a moment you're stunned, but you immediately mask it with a scowl.

"You didn't kill me," you state forcefully. "Why?"

"Why indeed?" Her smoldering gaze ignites the embers down in your core. You hold yourself while she sits on the bed, the mattress sinking from her weight. Curling a finger on your chin, she brings your face towards her, and you breathe her — filling your lungs with her scent, a heady spicy floral mixture that suits her perfectly.

She chuckles and speaks with her lips so close to yours.

"Because I want you," whispers the lady. "Your power… your vitality. I can feel it thrumming and throbbing inside of you." She licks her lips as if she can already taste you, her hand slithers down, following the lines of your toned body. "Why don't you share that power with me my dear, hm?"

You're not given a chance to open your mouth before her hand is already teasing your dick and her lips latch onto yours, stealing away any rejection or venom you may throw at her.

"You see little demon, or little horse, judging by your manhood here." Her saccharine tongue sneaks inside, tasting like honey and wine, while she plays with your bulging cock. "We can cycle our chi by dual cultivation. Think of it as sex in exchange for mutual spirit gain. You will give all your energy and boundless power to me. But don’t worry," she mouths against your lips, your mind struggling to decipher her words as your blood rushes down to your dick. "You will enjoy it. Look how hard you already are, love. Behave and I'll make you feel soooo good."

Your angry snarl only coaxes a mirthful laugh from her. Your erection has nothing to do with her, it's a natural biological response, and you are gonna tell her just that.

"Pfff. As if you could steal anything of mine, you pompous bit–" you scoff despite the stammering and cutting off in your voice betraying your desire. She hasn't touched you for that long, yet here you are shaking from pleasure, your body heating up beneath her weight, precum glazing the head of your dick.

Her hand feels nice around your shaft, soft and warm and oh so skillful — pumping up and down underneath the thin sheet that covers your crotch in a ruthless rhythm. Gods, she is good.

"Fuck!" Pleasure clouds your vision, you twitch, ready for sweet release… that she denies with a playful smirk.

It aches, your body locked in that moment of anticipation just before climax. Your twitching cock begs you to satisfy its needs until you can't hold back anymore and you move to touch yourself, but Lady Nuwa immediately stops you, holding your wrists behind your back.

"Nuh uh. Not yet, hun," she drawls, teasingly pressing her breasts to your chest. She kisses you softly on the lips, something you hate to admit you like, then slowly she trails down, savoring your taste as she sucks on your jugular — leaving a hickey when she goes to tend your chest, sliding further down. Down to your navel until she's crouching between your thighs.

Her back bows as she raises her hips to give you an ample view of her thick, round ass. You shiver, both angered and aroused. You want nothing more than to come all over her smug face, smearing that devilish smile of her with your  sticky semen.

Still covered with the sheet that is now damp from your liquid, she licks the tip of your dick. The moan that leaves her mouth coaxing another wave of high through your system as she wraps her lips around your dick — applying delicious pressure.

Then, with her teeth, she removes the sheet so she's face to face with your throbbing cock. Without a second thought she downs your shaft so deep you're entering her throat and she's kissing your balls. Her muscles contract, squeezing your girth in a sensation that makes you see stars. You groan, your fists curling on the bed sheet as you fall back with eyes shut in ecstasy.

You can feel her ravenous sight on you. Looking down, you are proven right as your eyes meet her dark ones. Your dick is big, yet she doesn't seem to struggle as she bobs her head up and down while keeping you pinned under her predatory gaze. She takes her time, moving slowly and languidly, dragging it out to the point of madness. It takes everything in you not to grab her head with your hands and force her to quicken her pace.

She’s teasing you. She wants you to suffer in pleasure with no release in sight. The torture continues until you're about to burst, beads of sweat cover your skin despite the mild temperature, your breathing heavy and ragged. You need to come now. You can barely think, your limbs move on instinct, your hand inches from her face when you are stopped by her pearly teeth sinking into your sensitive skin. She laughs as you let out a pained groan, your fists balling tight until your knuckles are white.

You glare at her, to her amusement.

"What's the rush there, handsome?" she purrs, and you're ashamed to feel lost and frustrated when her mouth leaves you, the coils in your guts twist in yearning for her touch. It's getting harder to school your face into a scowl — harder to maintain your angry glare (which begins to look more like a mad pout) at the woman as she sits up to look down on your tense form.

With a shrug, her robe falls off her shoulders to reveal her bare chest. Her breasts are large and wonderful, matching Desdemona’s in size — and maybe even surpassing in majesty.

"Poor little demon," she said with a mocking pout. "Can't come without Mommy? How sad, but she can make you come hard and fast and oh so much —" her smile spreads into a cruel grin —"if you be a good boy and beg… properly."

Your vitriolic reply was halted to a choke by her finger flicking the tip of your stimulated dick. You narrow your eyes, your lips pulled in a taut line. More than hesitant to give into her demands. The cold air touches your skin, making your feverish body shake without her warmth. Gritting your teeth, you force the word out of your mouth. "Please."

"Please what? Come on, you can do better than that."

Now she's pushing it. Really, really pushing it. But, fuck it, you're too far gone to care. "Let me come… please," anger and desire making your voice rough as if you've swallowed a sandpaper.

She leans forward, patting your head as if to a dog, then sweetly kisses your cheek. "That's a good boy," she says indulgently, and her lips sheathe your cock again, this time she sets a relentless pace. She slurps down your length, tongue caressing the pulsing veins on your dick, while her hand teases your scrotum. The sensation overwhelms you, coaxing a series of low moans from your throat.

"Fuck–fuck! You feel so fucking good —" your breath hitches, your stomach twists and you jolt upright — holding her in place by the hair. "Hngh! G-gah!!" You pour your cum down her throat. She drinks it all and licks her lips, a self satisfied smile pulling the corners of her lips watching waves of rapture crash over you.

She tastes your sperm, a bit salty and spicy, but overall very creamy. The glint in her eyes matches yours. This is only the start.

She lets go of your dick, making sure to do so with a loud, dirty squelch before crawling fully onto the bed and mounts you. Her generous butts are perched on your pelvis, they're so big and full that they spill over the sides. She pushes you down, hand splayed on your chest until you're sinking between the soft pillows.

"Relax, dear. Let Mommy take care of you." You're overcome with a charged rush that travels through the tips of your toes as she eases her warm pussy to your dick, gradually taking in the monstrous length. Her tight walls squeezing so hard you're seeing diamonds of gold.

Her hips bounce on top of you, the motion made easy by her ample backside, her equally generous breasts swaying lewdly with every thrust.

"Mmm, you're so big, little one." she sighs between breathless moans. "Your dick is stuffing me full~" The woman captures your mouth in a loud, slobbering kiss, her devilish smile pressed against your face. "Mommy loves it sooo much."

You can't hold back the heated groan from leaving your throat when her fangs nick your lip enough to draw blood. She devours you, body and soul. It feels like you’re in the heavens themselves. But something is different… you've never felt such intense pleasure before. Not even with Shui. It reminds you of the first time you did it with Kosuke. It's as if you're merging into one until you can't tell where you start and where she ends.

That's when you see the glow in the air between your bodies. Her golden aura is interlacing together with a jade colored aura that's coming from you. It must be the dual cultivation she's talking about before — allowing her to cycle her chi with your Jade Dragon Foundation. She is using you as a sex toy and a culmination tool.

"You bitch," you curse, but you're far too gone for your words to be anything but a pathetic murmur. “T-this was your plan? To f-fuck the spirtual energy out of me?!" Your glare is glazed over by searing lust which she returns with patronizing coos as if to an indignant child.

"Aww, don't be like that!" She has the nerve to pinch your cheek like a naughty baby. "You look so delicious like this! It makes me want to ruin you even more~" She hisses into your ear. She grabs your hair and pulls, forcing your head back and giving her a good view of your neck. She sucks on your skin, leaving trails of hickeys from the base of your neck up to your jaw while her cunt is milking you dry both physically and spiritually.

You feel her wall spasming around your dick, the sensation sends you reeling. You grab onto her ass for some sense of control. The tell-tale lurch in your guts from chi cycling heightening with your pleasure. Oh ancestors. You can’t hold it back much longer.

Lady Nuwa presses her bountiful breasts to your body, rubbing her warm and pert nipples against your sweat slicked chest. "You want to come inside Mommy so bad, hm?"

You grit your teeth and nod. "Yes–gods damnit. Yes!"

With a far too soft kiss on your temple, she gives you her grace. "Go ahead, love. Come as much as you want."

And you do. Oh, how you do. You climax deep inside of her, your massive dick hitting her cervix and your balls twitching as they release sperm into her cunt. She milks your cum and your chi eagerly, her heated sighs and moans warming your ear as her womb grips you until you're sore. You are still cumming even after a good time has passed.

She runs her fingers through your hair, her long nails scraping your skin soothingly. A hungry spark lights her obsidian eyes while she looks over you with a half lidded gaze. "So impressive," she says, fondling your still spunk-filled genitals. "Even after all this you still have so much to give…" she places a finger on her lips as if in contemplation. "Mommy should give you a little treat for being such a good boy. Would you like that, dear?"

"Hah… Hah… W-wha–"

Her smug laughter shuts your chance of answering. "Of course you would!" Slowly, she lifts her cunt from your dick, a stream of milky white liquid dripping from her slit to her thighs. Her eyebrows narrow a bit. "Oh, what a mess you've made. You're lucky Mommy likes it. Now, for your little treat."

Lady Nuwa discards her robe completely, showing off all of her soft curves to you. Her large buns alone are making your member rise a bit. She takes a vial of amber colored liquid from the nightstand, then graciously helps you to kneel on the bed. The orientation change leaves you dizzy, your breath pants slightly and you feel drained more than ever. Must be the dual cultivation.

However, your fatigue soon disappears when Lady Nuwa pours the content of the vial onto her palm in generous amounts, before turning with a wicked smile — an indulgent little chuckle escaping her plump lips as she presents you with her ample butts. You watch as she slides her oiled hand down to her puckered hole, its bashful pink color reminding you of a ripe peach.

Is she  really going to let you…?

Her finger circles around the entrance teasingly, making the muscle twitch ever so slightly. Then, she sinks one oily finger in and the hole takes it easily — stretching obediently as another finger is inserted. She starts to move her fingers in and out, the sound of her slick digits violating her hole along her drunken moans enough to make your shaft stiffens. She throws a scolding look over her shoulder as she beckons you.

"Aren't you going to help Mommy with her hole?" she drawls. "Come and make yourself useful, dear."

You slather the oil onto your palms, a warm pinprick of sensation stings your skin that now smells like a mix of flowers and herbs. The startled whimper leaving her mouth draws a vengeful smirk upon your face as you push your index and middle finger into her hole. You can feel her rim trembling around your snugly fitted digits.

"Arrogant little-mmm-brat," she scolds you, her voice muffled by another moan when you twist your fingers inside of her. "You n-new martial practitioners are always so cocky."

Her fingers and your own move in tandem to prepare her little hole for your dick. You press your hips against the woman's well-endowed butts, her thick thighs clamping down your shaft and making sure it stays hard with the way they're squirming around your length. Not long after, she's ready for you.

Your tip barely nudges her rim when you're blocked by her hand. "Patience, corrupted," she tuts at you, wagging her finger slightly. "Oh! And, uh, by the way. DO NOT come inside Mommy's ass hole, understand?" She seems eerily serious about this.

You nod easily. "Fine," you grumble.

"Okay, just make sure to be slow with it–"

You ram your dick hard into her hole as soon as she lifts her hand.

"Aaahh!!" Her loud moan is bordering on a scream, followed by your own deeper growl of pleasure as her flesh chokes your girth. You're surprised by how tight and wet it feels, the slick warm walls pulling you deeper into its endless tunnel — devouring your dick.

You grab her supple ass, making sure she stays in place while you grind her hole with quick shallow thrusts, enjoying the way it tightly hugs and rubs around your dick. The oil sends a pleasant tingling sensation that drives you insane, as do the lustful sounds coming from her mouth every time your balls smack against her round soft cheeks.

You fuck, or rather, rut into her like a pissed-off bull in heat. Your earlier lethargy gone and quickly replaced by renewed vigor and ferocity. Lady Nuwa is no better, her expression that of a woman consumed in pure sexual ecstasy.  You watch the woman slip one hand to play with her dripping pussy while her third hole is being  drilled.

"Y-yes! Oh gods!" She screams, somehow still able to sound commanding even when her voice has turned raspy by desire. "More–fuck me! Fuck me harder, you naughty little monster!"

More than willing to oblige her demands, a horny grunt leaves your throat as you pull back until only half of your girthy shaft is in, before slamming back into her hole that nearly crushes you with the way it squeezes your dick. She quickly covers her mouth, barely holding back a loud moan, as she whines a bit, her pussy aching for release.

"Ahhh… ahhh! Mmmm!" She freezes up for a second, before —

Wait. Did–did she just cum?

A transparent liquid shoots out of her cunt, drenching the bed beneath you. Damn. You’re good. She really seems to like this. And despite you hating her guts, you can’t help but feel like you enjoy this too. Around you, her golden aura and your own jade green have mixed together, creating a new color that pulses in the air along with your ragged breaths.

The dual cultivation has made you one with her through sex. Exchanging your chi with endless pleasure.

* * *

Shivering in the cold outside, two guards are standing watch, only accompanied by the obnoxious sound of crickets and owls. Their combat gi barely protecting them from the night breeze.

"Gods, this is boring."

"I know. But we have to protect Lady Nuwa. It is our duty as–"

"Oh, shut up. She barely pays us! And why does she of all people need protection from us?!"

"To be honest, I don’t even know. Maybe she’s paranoid."

"Probably a show of power more than anything else. The smug cunt probably wants us as fake bodyguards to flaunt to her snobby friends."

"Watch your tone! Or are you tired of living?"

"She probably doesn’t care that much about us minor practitioners. She won’t do shi–"

A sudden rhythmic pounding is shaking the earth around them, the crickets fall silent and the owls flutter away as if in fear, leaving the two guards to fend for themselves.

"What in the hells was that?!"

"I don’t fucking know!"

"Probably a bad earthquake."

"I feel two strong auras mixing and meshing together. I think one of them is Lady Nuwa’s. It must be causing this violent earthquake."

"You know, I was banging this chick in an inn once, very cute-looking by the way, and MY aura was meshing with hers. You think that’s what's happening?"

"Wait, that means…"

"...."

"...."

"So, who do you think is the lucky guy, eh?"

The guard hits the other one in the back of the head.

"Ow!"

* * *

By gods. You’re close. You are soaked in sweat, your grip on her ass is bruising in your attempt to hold on to her as you pound her forbidden hole into submission.

Oh. Ancestors. Here it cums!

W-Wait! Didn’t she say not to cum inside her ass. She was more serious and angry about that than anything else during the sex. You probably shouldn't...

Tch! You know what?

No.

Bitch thinks she can awaken you from your sleep, beat you down like a dog, kidnap you, steal your chi, and keep demanding you do everything her spoiled ass thinks of?

No. Oh no no no. You are going to come wherever you like.

You grip her ass tightly as you pound faster and harder, your face twisting into an evil grin truly worthy of a demon as Nuwa moans loudly.

"A-all right, little o-one. I know you’re going to finish soon~ Be a dear an–"

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, bitch. I’m going to enjoy filling your stomach to the absolute brim. Gonna make sure you choke on my cum. It’s going to be so satisfying watching you cry over your ruined ass."

"W-What?!"

You somehow manage to grab her by the waists before lifting her entire weight on your chest and causing her legs to split into a V shape. You wrap your muscular arms around her legs, holding them back by the knees and locking your fingers behind her head — your nails clawing into her neck. Nuwa's eyes narrow in anger. She is still smiling, but it’s the type of smile that would make some men startled. Or piss their pants.

"Little Demon. WHAT do you think you’re doing?!"

She flares her golden aura in order to make you submit, but it meets a better one. Yours. You are so, so thankful for the Jade Dragon Foundation. You really lucked out with it.  It has granted you power and skill, size and fertility, and now it has defended you from Nuwa’s anger. She is now severely panicked. How dare this lowly demonic trash reduce her to such an unsightly form?! If not for her evident power and status, she could be confused with a prostitute from a brothel!

"W-what is this?! What the fuck are yo–Oh, GODS!"

You keep pounding away at Nuwa’s hole, the smug woman has decided to give up on acting civilized and moaning loudly like a whore in heat. Her hair is an absolute mess as she cries out in shame-filled ecstasy, her tongue sticking out and eyes filling with tears. It is SO good to hear. And now, finally, for that sweet release.

"I… I’m CUMMING!"

"Hah... hah… Huh?! W-What? N-no, please! It will be a nightmare to clean out! It will drip out everywhere when I walk! It will feel so goddamn painful! Please–"

You have stopped listening to her begging a long time ago. You slam her one final time into your length as you explode.

Her stomach visibly inflates as you pump so much cum into her ass, that it starts to pour out as you do so. She wails so loudly you’d swear it was a real phoenix screech. You feel your power boost fading away and your energy draining, but you don’t give a damn. It all feels so good. All your troubles just melt away as your goal for this entire session finally comes to fruition.

Oh ancestors, thank you for everything leading up to this.

You drop the exhausted Nuwa on the bed, her equally as tired as you are, and you take the time to look and appreciate your spunk spurting out of her buns as she lays barely conscious on the bed. Your cock is now positively flaccid, now having both its once backed up balls utterly drained by the woman of many men's wet dreams.

Ahh. Jin won’t believe this. Neither will Jack. You chuckle a bit to yourself. You’ll have that card up your sleeve the next time you meet that donkey.

Gods, you feel at peace.

After resting for a good few minutes, you shift up for a moment, only to sense a dangerous presence. It’s Nuwa and — O-oh no.

She glares at you, with her naked body and milky breasts free to oggle, but the arousing sight is off-put by the horrifyingly wide murderous looking eyes she’s staring at you with. Her hair seems to move around on its own, she has a thin line where a smile or even a frown should be, and the angry aura she gives off tells you everything. You really wish you still had the JDF power up.

"Uhhh… hah...ah. S-sorry," you laugh nervously. "I uhh, didn’t mean to–"

The hand that was used to satisfy you just moments ago doesn’t feel so delicate as it slaps you hard enough to draw blood.

"You did not mean to do what?"

"Oww! Why did yo–"

Another slap knocks some teeth out.

"Fuck! WHAT THE HELL–"

The third time causes a nosebleed.

"You fucking BIT–"

You feel an invisible force grasp your neck tightly and choke you, and as you claw at your neck to no avail, Nuwa crawls ominously towards you like a tiger to a cornered rabbit. Her voice lacks any and all warmth it had before, every word causing you to shiver in fear.

"You stupid, stupid boy. Didn’t I specially warn you NOT to do this?" She gestures to her aching ass, which is sporting red marks and scratches as well as droplets of semen behind it. You could have sworn to have seen a trail of smoke coming from it as well.

You snicker a bit at your work, something that gets you a knee to the balls. "ow…..."

"You think this is funny, you pissworm? No man in this region has dared to treat me like a common slut, and no arrogant shit of a Clan Master is going to weasel his way out of my hands after committing such a despicable act without a few things of his missing." She looks down at your flaccid penis. Her eyes flash a bit as an evil grin covers her face. "Hmm. Maybe your main source of masculinity will do."

"N-No… please… stop...!" You protest in vain as Lady Nuwa slowly grabs hold of your junk, with the gentle loving hand turning cold and hateful. She squeezes tightly, so tight you feel like she will rip it right off — and she might do just that. You brace for the worst.

"Pfft–hah hah!"

Is-is she laughing?

"Awww! It's so cute~ Look at the little snake!" She flicks the tip a bit. "Poor drained demon. Did Mommy make you come too much?" The hold on your neck vanishes as you worriedly look away.

"I… well. I-I don’t unders–"

She sighs, that wicked kindly smile back on her face. "I can't really get mad at such a handsome stud like you, darling. And besides, what you just did helped me much more than even I could have imagined. I believe the power you used moments ago just went into me as well. Not in the way that I hoped for, you are going to pay dearly for your disobedience, but you have done well for me. I feel much more powerful now! It was probably the work of whatever special little foundation you have stored in your body, and your other parts~~"

She pinches your spent cock, but no reaction comes from it. "Aww. Little demon is all tapped out. What's wrong dear, you have no more baby batter to give me?"

"Fuck you."

Nuwa sighs in annoyance. "Still bitter about what happened here, are you? Shui was right about your arrogance in the letter."

"What?"

"The priestess girl you violated, she was so embarrassed and angry to share the details with her auntie, talking about some evil outsider that took advantage of her. It was so cute. I simply wanted to see this "demonic monster" for myself. I'm happy to say you did not disappoint me."

"Thanks… I guess."

"You're welcome love~ Though I will have to probably pay for that mortal's shabby inn I destroyed getting you to my house. And while I do love looking at your strapping physique, you must get to putting on your clothes. After all, I wonder if other authority figures much less kind than me are searching for you…"

You have found your clothes by this time (they were stored in a hanger in one of the bathrooms) and are all too aware of your outlaw reputation.

"Thank you, Lady Nuwa for your 'services,' but I'll probably just leave no–"

"Oh no no no. You aren’t leaving so soon hun! You still need to be properly punished."

Oh hells no. You need to run. NOW.

You quickly put on your clothes and proceed to  jump out the window as the two guards turn back their heads in shock.

"What the–who the hells is that?!"

"Must be an intruder!"

"Yeah–you don't think he's the one who was causing the earthquake with Nuwa?"

"He could be–why is he running away?"

"Pfft, probably because he accidentally shot his spunk in her hair. You know how she feels about that."

"W-what?! Don't talk like that about Lady Nuwa! She's an honorable woman, that man must have tried to attack her! We must catch him!"

"Ok. Maybe she will pay us more after we arrest him."

The guards flare their auras and charge after you, though it only takes a fireball to dispatch one of them and a punch to the ribs for the other one. The real threat, however, is currently above you.

"OH CORRUPTED! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?!"

A very pissed off looking Nuwa is flying above you in a shining golden bathrobe which illuminates the night sky. She fires a beam that manages to trip you up and knock you to the ground. She gently lands next to you, her face as smug and condescending as ever.

"Well. How are you feeling, little demon?"

You're coughing up blood and dirt as you stare angrily at her. "F-fuck… you…"

"Your mouth is as foul as ever. Luckily, I’m not sending you to some prison for the rest of your years. No, I’m going to send you to my daughter."

"Your what..?"

"Yes. I'm going to have someone place a little curse on you to make sure to obey these instructions. Otherwise, your head will explode."

"Wait, WHA–"

A golden chain covers your mouth in a nanosecond.

"No complaining, dear. I want you to train my daughter for the trials in order to pay back all the crimes you have committed. She is powerful already, but with your power, she will be at least Top Three in the Trials. Behind Jack of course."

You roll your eyes, which earns you a kick in the nuts.

"Don’t be a smartass. Anyway, consider this mercy on your part, as the one and only Lady Nuwa grants you mercy in exchange for a simple task. I hope, for both our sakes, you don’t disappoint me. Got it, little one?"

You reluctantly nod.

"Good." A light beam is fired straight at you as the last two thoughts ringing in your head disappear.

Oh ancestors.

WORTH IT.

Ero Clash: Dual Cultivation 1 💥

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Ero Clash: Dual Cultivation 1 💥

Hi! This is an nsfw fanfiction for Aura Clash, an interactive fiction WIP created by the awesome Cultivator_Anon, that can be found on Dashingdon. As there will be many explicit sexual scenes involving a male MC with planned various female characters, this work will be rated 18+ and is not recommended for minors or anyone who might feel uncomfortable with these things.

Also, Ero Clash is not canon and the characters depicted are not present in Aura Clash (except the MC or the reader, but other than his backstory and the fact that he exists in the original IF, many aspects of the MC in this fanfiction is not canon).

Before diving into the story, I want to thank INL, Zgg, and Revan from the Choice of Games forum! You guys are a blast 👊. Especially thank you Zgg, without your suggestions and guidance this story will be very rough as I admit I lack experience in nsfw (mostly because I keep turning into a puddle of flustered mess every time I try to write even the mildest of steamy scenes).

That being said, on to the story!

If someone told you that the otherworldly beauty sitting in front of you at this moment is related to Jack in any way, you would laugh and think that they must be insane.

She can not be more different with her long frost white hair and piercing sapphire blue eyes. Her calm and aloof demeanor is a contrast to Jack, yet she is one of the people closest to him — being his cousin and mentor at some point.

Priestess Shui is a beautiful snow leopard yokai, and head of the Immortal Winter monastery located high up within the cusp of the five great ice mountains. She's a woman of average height with a bountiful athletic body that is wrapped in a thin layer of embroidered silk kimono. Her hair decorated by silver floral pins.

The blizzard howls like a pained wolf beyond the shrine's crystaline ice walls, accompanied by the gentle clinking of ceramic pot against cups as Priestess Shui pours another round of soothing tea for you both. You've been sitting in silence for minutes inside the huge, but empty, hexagonal room. Waiting.

"So," the mysterious woman finally speaks, the storm outside quiets down at her gentle yet commanding voice. "You've come here to conquer me?"

A steady nod from you is the only answer for her.

She brings her cup to her shapely lips and sips quietly. "Then pray tell, corrupted. How would you go about it? For I will not yield so easily." She smiles thinly, blue eyes looking down on you even though you're far taller than her, a hint of mockery in her words.

Oh, you know very well. After all, it's one part of the fun, and for the other part… she will find out soon enough.

A rumble echoes outside, an avalanche rolling somewhere down the snowy mountain. Then, like lightning, Priestess Shui moves, kicking the round stone table that must weigh a ton to the air with one leg. You both jump up to your feet at the same time.

"Huah!" The Priestess delivers a spinning kick at the table, sending it hurling towards you, but you dodge with ease and you're already rushing at her before you can hear the table shattering loudly, breaking a wall.

Gathering your demonic chi to your hands, you hit her stomach with your palm, sending her flying across the room. The priestess flips mid air, her long spotted tail contributing to her impeccable balance when she lands upon one of the five stone pillars supporting the shrine's roof.

Using the momentum, she launches — sharp claws aimed to your jugular, while one hand reserved as counter measure. She's fast, her motion a barely visible blur, but you're faster. This time, you stand your ground. The second before her claws could rip your throat, you grab hold of her wrist and twist hard.

"Argh!" she roars just like a snow leopard would, her round tuft of ears lying flat on her head as she drives a cold glare your way. She drops, spinning a round low kick that would have swept you off your feet if you didn't catch her leg on time.

"Off with your filthy hands!"

As if you'll listen, you quite like the feel of her warm, soft thigh within your grasp. So instead, you pull her by the wrist and squeeze as you lift her thigh to your hip, bringing her body flush against yours. The heat from her ample chest seeps through the thin layer of her expensive blue kimono. She looks vaguely irate, yet the rosy flush on her pale cheeks and the slight quivering of her hips betrays the desire simmering inside her core.

"Not used to being handled by a man, are you?" you teased, your voice low and enticing, making her sensitive ears twitch. It makes you chuckle. "Cute."

Alas, the moment doesn't last long. Priestess Shui swiftly regains her composure. She grabs your shoulder with her free hand, holding you in place, then hops and pushes you to the floor with her knee, resulting with you lying on your back and her straddling you on top. The chill from the stone floor and the warmth of her body ignites your nerves with pleasant shivers.

She wraps a hand around your neck, pressing ever so tightly until she can feel your thudding vein on the tips of her fingers. She leans down, close enough you can taste her fresh, minty breath down your throat. Her long, white hair falls around your head like silk curtain, forcing you to focus on her face alone, and her yours. You can feel her scrutinizing you.

"I must admit, corrupted. You have quite the handsome visage," she declares with a straight face. "Shame it's wasted on a vile man such as you. Now, what shall I do with you?"

Does she really think it's over? She must have forgotten that you also have your hands on her. It doesn't take much for her mask of indifference to slip, her skin breaking out in goose flesh as your one hand slithers up her thigh to massage her thick butt, while the other climbs her waist and cups her heavy breast.

A choked mewl escapes her throat when your rough thumb circles her nipple through her thin kimono, the sensitive bud perking up immediately under your touch. You play around with her nip some more, pinching it between two fingers, pulling and twisting slowly in a cruel tease.

"A-ahh-!" She bucks, her hips grinding instinctively against your crotch, coaxing your dick to rise. "N-no!"

She lets go of your neck, creating a distance from you with three consecutive backflips. You kick up, facing her once again. Though gone is the elegant priestess, with how disheveled she is — breaths heavy, face flushed, and kimono half undone — she looks more like a wild animal in heat. Her dark pupils trained on you.

"I-I have underestimated you, corrupted. But no longer! This time I will not hold back!" Her aura bursts with a thunderous roar, blasting the fragile ice walls that protect the interior of the shrine from the eternal blizzard of the mountains, and settles around her in a shimmering mist. She motions to you with her hand. "Come, corrupted, you shall meet your end."

You can't believe the priestess is using such a pathetic excuse for her earlier defeat. Then again, she's related to Jack, so it shouldn't really surprise you.

You took a breath to center yourself, your own aura is immense, but you're not the type to recklessly show it off to your opponent. It's more fun seeing those arrogant bastards become increasingly frustrated when you don't go down as quickly as they think you would or should.

The both of you ready your stances, the rough mountain wind sending a barrage of snow to you and the priestess now that there are no ice walls protecting the shrine.

This round, you attack at the same time. Every hit sending shockwaves through the air.

As expected of the wild yokai, Priestess Shui's attacks are feral — all claws, kicks, and bites. Her hand slices through a stone pillar like warm butter, making the ceiling above rumbles.

To the untrained eyes, she would look like a flicker of blue lightning. That's how fast she's moving. Not even a blur anymore. But still, to her surprise and trepidation, you manage to block, dodge, and counter every attack. The last person who manages to withstand her is none other than Jack.

"Rrraaahh!" She grips a stone pillar with both hands, tearing it free from the foundation, and proceeds to swing it at you like a giant staff. "Eat this, demon!"

You flip back, while she keeps pushing you in a wild spin with the pillar until she stops when you're right at the edge of the shrine. She lifts the pillar on top of her head, then throws it. The pillar whistles in the air like an arrow straight to your head.

But you only smirk.

Priestess Shui couldn't believe her eyes. One moment you're there, about to be crushed to death, but then you disappear, letting the pillar to sail pass and hit the mountain — creating another avalanche as it lands. Nothing has ever escaped her vision, and she's been able to track your movements with her eyes until now.

Whizz! Something passes in her peripherals. Whizz! Her head snaps to her right, yet she finds nothing. Another sliver of shadow makes her turn back. Then another, from a different direction. Then another. And another. You're running circles around her. She's the center of your hurricane of shadows. Suddenly, a hand lunges and hits her spine. She stumbles forward, almost falling.

She tries to leap at one of your shadows, but she finds herself slower than before. What… is happening!? She thinks when she lands on unusually wobbly legs.

Her eyes widen as she realizes you aren't just running around. You are in fact siphoning her chi. With every hit you land, she can feel her strength leaving her body, her shimmering blue aura dissolves into nothing. And not too long, her limbs go slack and her eyes dims with fatigue. This can't be–impossible!

Soon, her vision tunnels, and just as she's about to fall to the floor, you stop and catch her in your arms.

She struggles to look at you, eyes squinting blearily. "Unhand me… demon."

You don't. Instead, you pull her close to you and she reluctantly melts into your embrace. With her chi gone, she feels colder than ever amidst the raging blizzard, and you're oh so very warm. And oh so very strong.

You are gentle when you slip her kimono off her generous body, slowly laying her on the raised altar. She moans, shuffling underneath your weight to close the distance between you, her hips rising to meet yours.

"H-hold me, please. It's cold," she whimpers, teeth chattering and long lashes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. She loops her arms around your neck, bringing you closer. You happily obey, keeping her warm… only for her to pull a pin from her hair and stab your neck!

"Naughty cat," you grumble, already having half a mind to crush her trembling hand in your fist but refrains. If you were a second slower, you would have died with a beautiful silver pin lodged into your neck. "Yield. You have lost, Priestess."

She bares her teeth like a rabid beast. "I shall never yield to the likes of you! How dare you touch me with those tainted hands of yours! How–how could you!?"

You gather her wrists in one hand, pinning it above her head easily despite her passionate protests. "Because I know you want it," you whisper in her ear.

That shuts her up real quick, a small gasp leaving her mouth at the sudden proximity. She yelps from the small bite you plant on her furry ear, your canine only nicking a bit, but it is enough to get her to react. Having spent practically her entire life in a secluded monastery, the priestess is starved from physical intimacy. The only hands that have ever touched her are her own, not even her cousin has laid a finger on her during training.

"Wh-what do you think you're doing? You vile man!"

You don't say a word, letting your body give the answer she needs. You dip down, kissing the small crook on her shoulder, enjoying the way she tries so hard to hide the little noises bubbling up her chest. Your tongue slides out between your lips, catching some bits of snowflake that dots her sweet skin like pearls. You drink them down, along with her miserable whimpers.

From the corner of your eyes, you can see her steaming face, and how beautiful she is even when her eyebrows crinkle together, with her pouty lips and delicate face.

She peeks through one eye and catches your stare, you can tell she means to glare at you, but it fails flat.

"I–hhh–will not yie—"

You cut the priestess short with a sudden lick on her cleavage, trailing saliva up her collar bone. That simple gesture is enough to make her back curve like a bow.

—"ahn!" She’s panting, her body warming up despite the freezing wind. Your lips trail kisses down the curve of her body, her stomach sinks as you go lower.

"S-stop, get away d-demon!" She mumbled, but she doesn't move away even when you let go of her hand.

You bite the line between her thigh and her cunt, her legs moving in an instant to clamp around you, but you hold them apart as you shift your focus towards her wet slit. You start slow, lapping the surface and lightly tease her rosy clit, electing a lewd peep from the yokai.

You maintain the routine until she’s trembling, hips greedily bouncing for more, spoiled moans begging you to go deeper. Harder. Patience doesn't seem to be one of her virtues — not that you’re better in that regard.

She claps her hands on her mouth, barely muffling a loud scream when your long, rigid tongue pierces through her pussy. The warm, gummy walls of her tunnel pulsing around your flesh as you drink her in like a well — pushing back and forth until her sweet juice floods your mouth and trickles down your chin.

Her muscles clench desperately when you pull out then latch onto the lips on her face. It's plump and soft, easily melting into your kisses, you slip between the plush pillows and proceed to smother her mouth with your saliva and her own fluid. Her fists grip your shoulders as your hand slides to prepare her cunt.

Rubbing circles on her clit, you bury your finger deep through her slobbery folds that are too eager to suck you in. You can't wait to have your cock inside her needy cunt — her tight and warm flesh pulsing around you, depraved sounds leaving her lips as you fuck her until her mind is filled with how good and big you feel.

For a second, you leave her lips — a string of spit the only contact between your mouth. She tries to chase after you, but she freezes, bright blue eyes widening in shock the moment you shove another two fingers up her hole. Your rough digits stretching her delicate pussy to its limit that one move from your hand could tear her apart.

"Aaaah!!" You let the Priestess scream, her voice echoing through the mountain peaks, shattering the roaring storm that has finally calmed down. The pain between her thighs makes her body shudder beneath you. She looks up at you with salty tears welling up the corners of her eyes. "P-please… i-it hurts!"

"Shh, it’s going to be alright." Your words are gentle and reassuring. The shifting of your fingers in her cunt is decidedly not, as you pull the tips of your digits from her tunnel only to grind deeper and deeper with every push while your thumb rubs her clit until it bruises, overstimulating her every nerves.

She wriggles, she wants to get away from you. However, her own body betrays her when her legs wrap around your waists, pulling you closer to her. You respond by ferociously massaging her one breast, while you suck on the other. You pinch, lick, and bite — leaving a hickey near her areola, all while you finger her swollen cunt.

"Hnn–kyah! Shtop–" the Priestess splutters, her words no more than incoherent blabber. Her eyes roll up, stars flood her vision as pain and pleasure wrecks her body. Her breath stutters, her limbs shudder — she’s on the edge of release. "Nh-no! I'm gonna come!"

A stream of sweet fluid gushes out of her pussy, you feel her with your fingers and decide she's ready for you.

The Priestess bubbles out a pathetic whine between her heavy breaths at the sudden emptiness in her hole. You rise to your knees, taking a moment to enjoy the view of Shui sprawled naked and torn under you. Beads of sweat glimmering upon her flushed skin like diamonds, her ample breasts jiggling from the slightest shift.

Her glassy blue eyes gaze at you from beneath her thick lashes, following your hands as you strip, untangling your belt and shrugging off your robe until you are half naked. You kick off your boots, before pulling down your trousers, reveling in the way she balks at your size. How her eyes quiver fearfully, her tail tensing and her ears twitching along with the panicked beat of her heart.

The innocent Priestess has never seen a dick before — besides the unfortunately common waste of human beings — but she knows you're big. Monstrously so.

You can't hold your smirk, not that you even try to. The Demonic Chi has changed your physique, true, but it's not by much. You have the Jade Dragon Foundation to thank for your size and virility. Who knows having the foundation could affect that part of your body? Well, apparently just you, since you're the only one in this day and age who have the Jade Dragon Foundation.

You're really thankful of that stuff, even more now as the beautiful yokai traces the length of your solid shaft. Despite her trepidation, you sense a hint of desire radiating from her body. A part of her is curious, and wants you to fill her up with your massive dick.

She chokes on her breath. "There’s no way–how could such a thing fit?" Her voice trembles in wonder.

Lucky for the woman, you'll gladly show her how. You start by spreading her legs apart, wedging yourself between her thighs so she can't close her legs. Firmly, you seize her cheeks in your palms and lift so her cunt is pressed flush against your dick — precum dripping down to her mound.

"Hu–ahh–" she squeals and moans as you work her around like a doll, directing her hips in rhythm to your languid thrusts. You take your time smearing her juices until your cock is drenched.

Pinning her with your dark gaze, you stare into her eyes, making sure she watches while you align your throbbing dick towards her entrance. And slowly… ever so slowly, you shove your girthy length through her tight folds. It takes a lot of control not to bully yourself into her warm cunt as soon as you feel her warm, gummy walls stretched taut around you and the only thing you want is to sheathe your shaft deep inside her folds.

"I–I can’t take it! It’s too big!"

"Don’t fret, Priestess. You’re doing good," you chuckle, because it’s true. Her pussy is already swallowing half of your length. You raise her hips some more, her knees hooked upon your elbows while you kneel to show the yokai priestess her cunt — red and swollen from taking your dick, cum dribbling through the non-existent gap between her bruised walls and your thick shaft.

You bend forward, pressing your dick even deeper. Reveling in her shameless moans and pleas that sway between begging you to stop and screaming for you to stuff her full. Her words barely discernible by the way her breath hitches every time she opens her mouth.

"No–stop! Hhn–please! M-more!" She latches onto your back, her sharp claws giving you something to remember in the form of long crimson lines.

Of course, as a gentleman, you reply in kind by thrusting violently into her — struggling a little from how tight she grips your girth. You can tell she's getting tired, her body relying on your hands for support. That's why you decide to flip her over on her stomach.

"That's better," you groan through gritted teeth. This way she can keep her hips up in the air without much strain, and you gain more access to her cunt. Not to forget her sensitive tail which you grab and pull, using it to keep her close to you. "I'm going to fill you up."

The Priestess has long lost her ability to form coherent thoughts, far too drunk on your dick. Her eyes roll back, tears falling, and mouth drooling when you finally push your whole length until your balls are almost sucked into her wet pussy. Her hips grinding in tandem with your merciless tempo. You push and pull like a wild beast, forcing her cunt to swallow you whole.

The head of your dick batters against her cervix. You are so big that her stomach bulges to accommodate your sheer size. You trace the line of her stomach, stopping short at the base, then squeeze. Her cunt instantly clamps down on your dick, the sensation of her walls pumping your throbbing dick drives you insane.

"I'mgonnacome–I'mgonna–" An ear splitting scream rips out of her lungs, you ride on her high for a moment before being hit by your own climax. You ejaculate, buried deep inside of her, shooting your hot cum straight to her womb and painting her walls white. Her cunt is more than eager to milk you dry even as your fluid begins to overfill and trickles down her thighs.

You can't stop thrusting into her, though you've slowed into a more languid pace. "Fuck, you feel so good."

The Priestess throws you a weak mumble, already slipping to unconsciousness. There's one thing you need to do before her mind leaves this reality…

You pull her tail, shocking her back to wakefulness.

"Tell me, Priestess. Do you yield?"

She tries to wiggle, to fight for whatever dignity she has. But it's futile. What kind of dignity does she actually have left?

She admits to you with a breathy voice. "I yield."

And the Yokai Priestess is finally conquered.

Whew! That was long 😁

I hope you enjoy the fanfict! Me and Zgg have already planned a part two of the MC' spicy adventure 😆

Because the wicked never rests!