Toji studies Elska as she sinks into the tub across from him. The discomfort peering through her expression leaves him curious but instead of questioning her about what's causing it, he reaches down into the water and snags a loose grip around her ankle.
Surprised, Elska snaps out of her thoughts and sweetly smiles, "My beloved?", now relaxing to the way he's simply rubbing her foot. They share a moment of endearing silence where she's left to appreciate his nonverbal concern. "I'm alright…", she responds to his uncertain eyes but then asks, "What about you?"
Choso's portal technique is felt down the hall since he's sending Naoya's men back to the estate. The storm passed recently too and luckily the electricity came back a few minutes ago, enabling light through this still rather foreign new home.
Not convinced of Elska's claim, Toji proceeds with, dancing eyes until he finally prompts, "Are you thinking about him?", the tone in the giant's voice trained to mask discontent but judging by her eyes, he can tell that she's more than aware.
The steam rising around them acts as a buffer, a type of misshapen bubble that secludes them into this open yet secretive place in time. Toji is worried about all of the upcoming events that are expected; Nanami waking, turning the volunteers from the clans, dealing with the source of his current inquisition, Getou.
Elska lowers even more in the tub averting her gaze from Toji while eyeing the water level that nears her nose. Never braving a response, she returns to her thoughts but apparently that isn't acceptable to her beloved. Abruptly, she begins jerking around, causing mild tides after Toji decided to trace his finger along the arch of her foot sending her into a minor fit in response to how much it tickles.
"Not uh…give it back!", Toji chuckles as Elska attempts to pull her leg away and grins when she's smiling back at him playfully, "I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again…", he assures to her rightful hesitancy. When she giggles and slowly relaxes the limb once more, he bucks up from his side of the bath, grabbing her thigh and the tub's ledge for leverage before closing in until their lips meet.
Elska lifts a soaked hand to hold Toji's face, feeling his jaw muscles orchestrate movement as his tongue tenderly grazes her own.
'Mybeloved…'
She knows she's the most fortunate woman alive, how could she not? All of her turned are so incredibly devoted, so caring and perfect that she almost hates herself for wallowing over Suguru. Despite this, she's extremely worried about the Titer though and even if she's not going to share it out loud, this anxiety plagues her.
Toji and Elska are on different pages however. He's thinking that if she is focused on Getou, it's because she's reliving the recent traumatic experience over and over. Toji doesn't have the same ability to manipulate time but he truly wishes he could so he could save her from the memory of what happened, being certainly ruffled by something like that occurring twice on his watch.
He rests the bridge of his nose along her own, thinking to her, 'Everything is going to be okay, doll. We will handle him.'
When the giant pulls away, their eyes respond to each other's with that red hue and he's expecting to find relief on her face but instead he's bothered by the subtle tears forming in Elska's eyes.
Elska takes a deep breath and relinquishes the need to cry, knowing that it wouldn't help anything anyways.
'Why am I so weak now… shouldn't' I be stronger than ever?', she inquires within while despising all of these novel complicatedemotions. She never expected them to remain so prevalent on the path to becoming whole since her true nature was originally considered quite devoid of it all.
'Theses feelings shouldn't exist.'
Elska finds it unfathomable how a mere three years could alter her processing so much. All it's taken was three years around everyone she's come to know for the ice sculpture she once was to thaw. When her memories were tampered with, the sweet girl was born but the other half of her figured that it would only be a temporary persona but alas, she too has become complicated.
Gojo warps into the bathroom at this time but makes no move to interrupt the sweet gestures offered by Toji. He quietly leans against the sink, listening to the droplets of water that fall from the pair all while contemplating on how to make things better again.
Elska notices him though, "Sati…", she softly speaks as Toji backs away and takes his original position across from her. If the giant was agitated by the interruption, he isn't showing it.
"Hello my love.", Gojo offers with a kind tone, hoping she's feeling better but as he views her, Satoru is able to read what she is unwilling to speak.
Toji rolls his shoulders and stretches his legs ultimately tangling into Elska's, feeling better from having direct contact, "Where did y'all put Nanami?", he asks while brushing his hand up the underside of her calf.
Gojo sighs, "We set him up in the little room where the bed was. Shoko can still have privacy there. She's getting settled for the evening but I told her to come get us if his status changes."
Elska's head falls forward, "I really hope our plan works…", not holding any interest in sleeping with Kento. It's not that she finds him repulsive or anything, it's the simple fact that Ieiri and him love each other so deeply.
'Please…let it work.'
Elska will not be able to stand herself otherwise.
"Love…I'm sorry I put you in this position…", Gojo sheepishly wants to look away but he feels he owes her this apology and fights past his shame. Granted, yes, he was frenzied when he attacked everyone but that will never take away the guilt he harbors from the situation and what his actions have caused. Gojo may never actually escape the shame his awakening brings him for what he did to everyone but he will offer the same lamentable words to Nanami once he's himself again.
Elska shakes her head, "Sati, it wasn't your fault. If you really think about it, all of this is my doing."
It's true and Elska knows it; her words held deeper meaning however.
Turning Satoru was an instinctive but greedy act. A part of her always knew that he would be insanely powerful and even more uncontrollable but her nature craves a partner with such prowess. The binding agreement made with her origin curse may lay cause of these brutal desires but honestly? She can't even find comfort in that because Elska too holds innate desire to kill, conquer and destroy. If she's being honest, the treacherous tendencies have always felt dormant just underneath her subconscious.
Elska's culpability also dangles the Getou situation. Trying to force Naoya and Suguru into sharing her was a terrible fucking call, one she wishes she could take back. Not only did she cause her prince to live a horribly tormenting scene but that whole ordeal also sent her Titer over the edge. If he were not her turned and she his master, perhaps she'd loathe him for his abuse but since they are bonded, she's incapable of turning her back on him. Elska has also become rather fond of the man in golden robes as he's proven to be vastly misunderstood and is extremely rough around the edges but Suguru has also shown her first hand of how gentle, sincere and loving he can be.
Satoru doesn't know what to say in front of Toji. He would try to relay his message to Elska through thought to bypass the giant but hasn't acclimated to its use and isn't about to leave this up to luck. If he could, he'd tell Elska that not all hope is lost. He'd assure her that Getou can come back from this, that he, himself, will personally strive for the Titer's inclusion if she wants him to still have a place with them. But he can't and truthfully, all he could do was ask Choso to use his observer technique to find the Titer in secrecy.
"Let's not talk about the sad stuff right now, doll. It really doesn't matter who's fault it is, everything's already happened and it's fuckin' shit regardless of where it fell from.", Toji refuses to let Elska drown in the psychological ramifications even if he feels she is to blame. Glancing over to the towels that are too far away, Toji mumbles, "This isn't the most convenient design…", trying to lessen the depressing mood.
Naoya peeks into the large bathroom, "Tch. I'll have the rack moved when they come back, poor guys lost power while they were working!", defending himself and his men. "There's still a lot that needs to be done in here and throughout the place so don't get all poopy about it yet.", he softens his eyes when they wash over his princess, "I asked them to make the installments of the bigger equipment, like the bath, a priority so they would be accessible.", speaking as though he's unbothered but in reality, Naoya genuinely wants to be in the tub too.
Gojo walks over to the towels and grabs a few for Elska and Toji. He grips them with one hand, hard, but allows a smile to return to his face as he goes to hand them over. When Elska stands to dry some of herself off his eyes brighten and his heart melts to her invasive beauty. It's not that he isn't riled by the sight, he's always ready to mount his love but his current admiration feels deeper than that.
Satoru loves her with all of he's capable of.
Naoya's captivated as well. As he stares, his mind wanders to all of the horrible things she's endured and how with every fiber of his being, he wishes to make her sorrows disappear. He will never forgive Getou for he's done. He will never allow that sorry excuse of a turned to have another opportunity to harm her. When she goes to step out of the tub, Naoya reaches out a hand to escort her but ends up pulling her in close against his chest.
"Baby…do you feel any better?", his deep voice heightened as if to symbolize the pathway for a lighter night.
"I do my prince, I promise.", she smiles against his robes and exhales through her nose as he sways them slowly while listening to the disturbed water from Toji standing up but then, the giant huffing.
"Quit checking me out!", Toji narrows his eyes to Gojo, quickly darting them to Elska, "Doll? I think you need to have a talk with this one…he's becoming toofriendly with us."
When Satoru giggles, Toji scoffs but turns his body sideways to wrap himself up, spatting, "…Fucker tried to bite me earlier."
Elska glances over to her ring as her hands are placed against Naoya's abdomen, the reminder warming her soul as the three it represents share this space with her.
"Sati…leave Toji alone!", she smirks, "You know it bothers him."
Elska chuckles into the Zenin cloth now wrapping her arms under Naoya's before turning her head to view Gojo, "One day Toji's going get you, you know.", smiling to the arrogant grin splayed across the silver shaman's face.
Toji stands tall with folded arms, structured by her words and made to feel pride, "Damn right, doll!", but when he sees Gojo wink at him he widens his eyes to silently communicate how that day may come sooner than later.
Gojo shuffles closer to Elska and Naoya but admits, "I can't help it if I'm affectionate! Would you prefer the old me instead?", throwing his arms up and shrugging his shoulders with a wicked glint in his eye.
"No, thank you!", Naoya and Toji speak in unison which makes Elska laugh even harder knowing Satoru's referring to his territorial past.
Naoya proceeds to spill, "Oh shit! That's right! He really IS getting weird! Earlier? Gojo got a boner when I fed from him princess!" Her gasp makes him pull away and jump his brow to emphasize that it was not a joke, "He even said it was…", Naoya's voice squeaks in his throat, "...hot…"
Toji grumbles, "Mother fu-…Doll, see what I'm saying?! Before long he'll be trying to bed us!"
Gojo juts out his bottom lip, "Loovvvve! I can't help it!", he grins antagonistically, "I mean, look at them!"
Satoru ducks when Toji throws a bar of soap at him, laughing wildly to the defensive glare in the giant's eyes as it makes a dense thump against the far wall. He hears the giant threaten, "I'll fucking tell Naoya what you had for dinner you sick shit!", and with this Gojo actually calms down, worried with how the Zenin will react to him taking out a chunk of Elska's breast.
Even he knows that was weird.
"Sati!? Do we need to have a talk?", Elska was finding all of this rather uplifting until Gojo proceeded to irk Toji further and also trying to change the subject to avoid Naoya having an aneurysm.
"Why the fuck would I care about this twat's dinner?", Naoya scrunches his face and brushes it off with confusion but then lower his head towards Elska. She seems to disregard the comment too so naturally, he lets it fall out of his ears and into the environment, "Seriously though, princess. There's no deescalating his behavior, Gojo is a menace."
Satoru picks up Toji's towel, throwing it back to him, "If you're naked, I'm going to look…", he taunts, tittering to how the giant wraps himself in the towel with incredible tension and speed. Gojo offers the Zenin cousins a true smile however before spiritedly taunting, "You don't like the old me and you don't like the new me. What is a guy to do?"
Elska reaches over and pulls Satoru closer by his shirt and presses her lips to his, "Sweet Sati…", she speaks into him, "I love you no matter what."
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Genghis finally returned but the compound is in chaos.
"What's happened?!", he asks a serving Titer in passing.
"Oh Master Genghis! Please! Master Suguru has been hurt!"
Mortified, Temujin uses his travel technique to race into his pupil's room but can only run hands through his hair with a slack jaw and be utterly speechless over what he sees.
"Little one…", falls from his lips in a whisper as his eyes rake over the devastation.
"What…happened?", Genghis kneels down and dips his fingers into the pool of blood, knowing it belongs to Getou.
There's debris everywhere and what isn't covered in clay or dust has become misshapen and destroyed by the gravity technique.
"Who did this to you?!", he asks no one, feeling as though it had to be one of Elska's turned, that a fight must have ensued in his absence.
Genghis may not always express it but he's extremely proud of the man Suguru has become. Suguru's attitude in general has improved greatly since the day Elska first tasted him; his whole demeanor softened.
'Where are you little one?!', he spins in place in a brief moment of panic but then plants his feet and regains logic, deciding to check the medical ward. When he travels there and appears, his heart writhes to the unknown.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS SAIN!?", he screams to the Titers rushing about as if this was Wall Street and the stock market is crashing.
"SAAAAAIIIIN!", Temujin doesn't understand why the hunter isn't present but feels like beating the shit out of him for allowing this all to take stage, "When I get my hands on you…" Pushing through the hallway that has become narrower due to the volume of Titers, Genghis finally stumbles across the room where they both lay.
"SHI-Suguru!", he belts out while running to his pupil's side, instantly grabbing his hand in a panic. Genghis's eyes drift over to Sain, now comprehending that the hunter is also in pretty bad shape. He looks to the one's healing them, "WHAT HAPPENED?! TELL ME THIS INSTANT."
The healer by Sain explains, "We're not completely sure about Master Suguru but we were able to piece together that Sain tried to dig him out."
She examines where the deep gash used to be in Sain's arm, now healed, "He cut himself open in order to give Master Suguru his blood but when they were found, Sain was unconscious from losing too much."
Temujin gets to his feet and walks over to the recovering hunter. Opposing his previous feelings on the matter, Genghis is now incredibly thankful, grateful, indebted even.
He leans down with a tender voice, "You risked your life for Master Suguru without a second thought, didn't you?", he asks the pale, resting Titer, moved by the Hunter's dedication.
Genghis has always valued Sain's capabilities as a rare combative clan member but he's never really liked him up until now and this is partially because Sain is observant and intelligent enough to notice Genghis's irregularities.
"Thank you…", Temujin genuinely resounds, beside himself by how incredibly fortunate they are to have someone such as Sain. His tune towards the man feels shifted, changed and he will now do his best to treat the dedicated Titer with more respect and dignity.
Backing away from them, he orients himself towards Suguru again, asking the healers, "How long have they been unconscious?"
The two healers glance to each other before speaking but the same one tells him, "It's at least been a couple of hours.", with worry in her eyes. "Physically, he has completely recovered by this point but its as if Master Suguru doesn't have the will to wake. That probability is unsettling though so we decided to extend the use of our technique to ensure there's nothing we've missed."
Temujin's face twists in horror, not understanding why this is happening.
'Right when I solved the pregnancy issue…', he thinks to himself. He planned on coming back and celebrating with his pupil, not receiving the news of his lacking a will to live.
'What the hell happened while I was away?'
Sain opens his grey eyes, feeling nauseous and cold. It takes him a moment to fully come to but when he's cognizant again, he shoots upwards and screams, "MASTER SUGURUUUU!"
Genghis swiftly nears him and grabs his flailing arms, "Hey...he-heyy. We have him! He's alive! Calm down, Sain!"
He shushes the warrior and lessens his grip, "He's right there, see?", he offers while pointing, "You did well. Thank you for feeding him…"
As he wraps an arm around Sain, he wonders if their expressions are similar; if they're both shocked to the uncharacteristically caring act being performed by the faux head.
Sain's lips tremble until they part, "He…he crushedhimself, Master Genghis…", delivering the bewildering report of horrid nature, "I was too late to stop him."
Genghis steps back, brow furrowed and heart dipping lower into his rib cage, "Are you certain?!", he asks with urgency.
'No way…'
When Sain nods with hopelessness, Temujin's eyes dart to his pupil, "Do you know what happened to make him do that?", he cautiously pries, needing to have a full picture.
"No, I have no idea…", Sain swats at his long dark brown hair, annoyed with his failures, "He told me he was going to stay with Lady Oda until you returned but after a short time, he traveled here and decimated his room."
The fury in Genghis's heart swirls.
With a rancorous tone he asks, "Did you sense any of her turned in there with him?" Sain shakes his head no, but that doesn't convince Temujin that this doesn't involve Elska or her company. 'Did they have a fight?' With a heavy sigh, Genghis announces, "I will go speak with Lady Oda soon. I will first view them through the water to investigate the situation though." He prepares his traveling technique but looks over to the grey-eyed man, "Please stay with him. You both can rest for the time being…you've earned it.", and with that he's gone.
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Hiromi's eyes snap open and he springs up from the chair in the corner of the room.
"Woah! Settle down!", Shoko jerks her head in his direction, peeling her eyes away from Kento when she hears the commotion, "You've been down for a while."
Scoffing and confused, Hiromi straightens Nanami's clothes he's wearing while trying to remember exactly what happened. After a few silent seconds, he viciously mumbles, "Toji Fushiguro attacked me…", the vengeful ideation forming in his mind.
Shoko opens her mouth to correct him on the situation but before she can, Gojo warps into the room. "Satoru! What if I'd been changing?!", she reprimands.
Gojo mischievously smirks, "I've already seen you pretty much naked Shoko...", but turns towards the temporary manager and narrows his eyes, takes a step closer and notices how Hiromi doesn't act like he's bothered in the slightest. This irritates Gojo because he doesn't want the fool's bravery to take him to places that he's not allowed.
"Toji subdued you because you were going after my love.", Satoru clarifies and then proceeds once registering that the man is still foggy, "You were hit by my love's pheromones and lunged for her like a deviant." Gojo now watches the disgust wash over the manager's features which offends Satoru immensely. He doesn't even give Hiromi a chance to defend his facial mannerisms before launching and pinning him into the wall.
"Satoru! Stop!", Shoko stands fully now and begins to near them but halts when Gojo shoots her his maniacal two-toned eyes.
Turning back towards Hiromi, Gojo seethes, "What? Is Elska not goodenough for you? You have a problem with my love?" He takes a deep, relaxing breath as Hiromi struggles to breathe, finding that this is soothing, that he misses cornering pathetic people. The confusion riddling the trapped man, of course, sends Gojo into an enthusiastic state as he loves when fear mixes with the uncertainty of what to say.
"Would you rather him desire her, Satoru?! For God's sake! Let him go!", Shoko has gathered her courage after recognizing some old behavior's of Gojo surfacing, "Knock it OFF!"
Gojo sighs, displeased but listens to her anyways.
"Cunt.", Satoru snarls while throwing Hiromi into the floor. As he perceives the man scurrying to his feet, he warns, "I don't give a fuck about his desires…", and shifts his eyes to the manager, "But he will not get away with acting like she's some kind of beast." Gojo now grins, "Because you sure didn't have a problem with her when you were watching us earlier, did you? You probably liked seeing my love dominated by us. How beautiful she is when she's overrun by physical need. I bet deep down, you even want in on the action..."
Shoko now snaps her neck towards Hiromi, putting the pieces together, 'Is that why he was so weird before?' She feels a little less creeped out by how he was behaving towards her when he was soaking wet but even more uncertain about his actions in general.
Feeling Ieiri's eyes, Hiromi defends himself, "I was simply investigating you blood shaman. I had no intentions of seeing that debauchery.", folding his arms with rancor, slighted by Gojo's filthy words.
Gojo looks over to Shoko, "He stood outside the window for quite a while. Not even the storm was going to stop him from tugging one out.", Satoru even adds the physical gesture to mock the man further. "Thought you went unnoticed huh? You forget who you're fucking with, bitch because I am the strongest. You fuck with her, you fuck with me." The sentences poured out of him like an airborne toxin being released from the spore of death itself.
Now, Hiromi is the one taking offense but he's not only mortified the alarming aura that spiked from Gojo was enough to make any shaman quake but he feels humiliated even more because of Ieiri being there and it leaves him without knowing what to say. He tells himself however, that he wouldn't touch Elska with a 10ft pole. That she's disgusting. A loose woman with no morals, "I'm not at all interested in her.", is what he manages to say but is unable to veil the hint of revulsion in his tone.
Elska lightly knocks on the door, hesitant after hearing the random man speak of his displeasure with her. She's not upset by it necessarily but also does not like being so abruptly judged, nor, with her nearly-whole self, is she yet accustomed to so much disrespect. This will not sway her arrival though because her main goal is to say goodnight to Shoko anyways. Raising her knuckles to knock again, Elska is surprised to see Gojo opening the door and winks at him as he extends a long arm as if to chivalrously create a path for her to enter.
Hiromi's eyes frustratingly lock to Oda and her sleep attire. Her slip is modest, draping down to her lower thigh; the coral color almost highlighting her skin. He truly is not attracted to what he assumes is Oda's personality though so he doesn't understand why his throat is suddenly dry nor why he feels the necessity of breathing her in. When his eyes meet her feet, his brow naturally raises with bafflement to the cute black cat slippers she's wearing and almost fails in hiding his even more sudden disarmed laughter.
Gojo caught Hiromi's reaction in full and is now preparing to eventually slaughter him because of the unyielding attention to her. 'Even if it's because of the pheromones, I don't trust him…', but he feels tender fingers lace into his.
Elska heard him. To sway his fouling mood, Gojo playfully peps up and says, "My love? This is a cunt. Cunt? This is my love.", introducing Hiromi in the most harmless but chastening way he could think of.
Shoko air swats to Gojo's gesture, "His name is Hiromi Higuruma, Elska. He's the one standing in for Nanami for the time being.", She sighs, "Satoru and him do not get along."
Elska's eyes glow upon hearing this and slowly mutters, "Hi-ro-mi…", knowing his name rings a bell and when she recalls, her demeanor becomes calloused and she stomps towards him.
"So, you're the one I've heard about…the one who talks down to my turned.", she nearly growls and slowly backs him into the wall. "Is there anything you would like to say to me? Do you have the backbone?", she asks with her lowly voice while taking enjoyment from his discomfort.
Gojo straightens his posture with unexpected pride and turns his nose up as his love defends them all. Her demeanor switched so rapidly but the ominous way she's carrying herself right now invigorates him thoroughly and he sees the shock written all over Shoko's face and understands that Ieiri has not seen much of Elska since she's become close to whole. Reaching out a hand to an anxious Shoko, he silently reassures her that everything is fine.
Hiromi, caged in by this small but volatile female, is experiencing a flood of emotions. He truly is unattracted to the idea of her, what she does, who she does it with, how they do it. Even as she glares at him, her wildly glowing eyes blind him with their brilliance while emphatically highlighting her inhuman origins. So why though, when she viciously scowls with fangs bearing inches away from his face does he bend his neck to get closer?
Gojo's energy ignites, becoming unstable and encircling him when he witnesses their lips collide. Two long-legged strides are all it takes to reach the dead man standing. He was even anticipating that Elska might attack too but Elska never does; which is when Gojo realizes that randomly, her vision is caught on the floor next to them instead. Her abrupt silence actually distracts Gojo too but that's when he sees the bundle of metal roses and recognizes them.
Elska glances back to the brave man named Hiromi who she can't make sense of but then squats down to raise the flowers as if that entire kiss never took place, "Suguru…", she mumbles under her breath with such hurt that the flattening of her presence was noticed by everyone.
Gojo quells his jealousy and walks over to hug Elska while whispering, "If you want him back my love, I will make it happen…", to which her wounded aura strengthens in his arms but the look of surprise on her face brings him to a heartwarming smile. "I mean it.", he reassures and then nuzzles his chin into her hair.
"Sati…", but she's otherwise speechless. She would have expected the exact opposite from her sweet Satoru but she's grateful that him and Suguru have managed to build somewhat of a friendship.
"He's not evil, Sati…he...he snapped because I pushed him too far…", Elska's voice breaking with guilt as she explains, "Neither of them wanted to do that together but I ignored them…I thought I knew what was best..."
Gojo looks over his shoulder, scowling at Hiromi but then kindly smiles to Shoko and says, "I'm going to take her back to our room but let us know if you need anything okay? It's been one hell of a day." Satoru then bends down to hoist up the bags of items that were clearly from the compound, hooks and arm around Elska and then warps them away.
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Choso found Getou but he's very upset with what he has to report.
'He's in bad shape…', he surmises after having seen the fully healed Titer resting as if he were dead. Not wanting to make matters more stressful for Elska, he's decided to keep this between himself and Gojo for the time being. Choso has an idea to help Suguru but he'll have to go to the compound in order to enact it.
He'd sent Naoya's men home already but finds that he's been standing there in the dark living room for nearly 20 minutes. A part of him is still unnerved by how Suguru was acting when he did what he did and this is because of Choso's knowledge of the black-haired woman.
Choso knew that side of him existed but perhaps wanted to discount it because of all the promise the Titer showed with Elska but now, after have never gained clarification on that situation Choso is feeling unsure of what he saw earlier that day. He doesn't want to think that Getou purposefully hurt Elska but he's also seen him do it the woman.
The hybrid whines quietly, his own anxieties now brimming with, "Master…what do I do?", he wonders out loud, "Should I tell you about his condition?", but Choso's thoughts are cut short when hears a door slam in the distance from the direction of where Shoko and Nanami are. He'd be more alarmed but he can sense the hateful stand-in leaving the building in a loud hurry. This snapped him out of his hopeless train of thought though so now he eagerly heads back towards the room to Elska and everyone else.
Choso sees Elska settling in the bed between Toji and Naoya, them not leaving any room for himself. "You guys!", he pouts, "You're taking up my spot!"
Naoya barks, "Cho its not good for her back. You can't huddle between her legs like that every night! Do you want the baby to be uncomfortable too?", he asks while absentmindedly rubbing Elska's lower abdomen as if to protect her.
Choso lowers his head in disappointment but gives a drawn-out melancholy, "No…"
Elska lifts her head, "I don't mind!", but Naoya responds, "No baby! I will not have you contorted!", which makes her giggle. She proposes Choso a cuddle session in the morning which he seemed to light up from but she can tell that he's still disenchanted by the situation. When her eyes reach Gojo to his right, she smiles furtively to how he's inconspicuously putting the metal roses in a vase.
'Oh, Sati…', she sings internally to his wonderful dark heart. The false flowers bring her at ease since there's some of Suguru's remnants glued to them; but Gojo must also be aware of that. She wonders if the others have noticed but isn't about to bring it up. She hears Toji mention her name but she's in awe while watching Gojo swiftly tuck in what she thinks are Titer robes into her drawer truly allowing her the comfort of knowing that he's was serious about what he said. He really will would help with Suguru.
Naoya gives a devious look to Toji, "Looks like she's ignoring you, man!", and without any spoken words, the two of them sandwich Elska between them even more. Naoya cackles into the top of her head as she rolls over to face Toji and aligns his body up to hers to be the perfect big spoon. "Don't worry princess…", he playfully whispers, "We'll keep these pervs off of you."
Gojo laughs haughtily to this and nudges Choso as if to be like he's kidding right? but is able to judge that Choso likely found Getou by the being's delay. Satoru's own urgency causes him to want to discuss the Titer immediately but as his body twitches to run them out of the room, he remembers that handling this delicately and without suspicion would be best so he relinquishes the impulses.
Toji kisses her head, "Hah! I guess they gave up! More doll for us!", overjoyed with less dicks in the bed. He feels Elska tilt her head upwards to which he meets her gaze and pecs the tip of her nose, making her giggle.
"Quit being smooth with my bride!", Naoya chirps from the pillows.
"Our bride, you little shit!", Toji rebuttals and emphasizes by pinching Naoya's shins with his toes, removing leg hair.
"OW FUCKER! STOP THAT!", Naoya sits up with a scornful expression, "What are you? A monkey?!"
Toji reaches over and shoves Naoya with affection, "I'm the big bad wolf you prima donna."
Elska shields herself from their jostling limbs but honestly is enjoying their banter.
She thinks back to the park and when her heart fell out of her body over the thought of explaining her relationship with Toji to Gojo; how ashamed she was for accepting Toji's advances, for allowing his powerful blood to nourish her in her boyfriend's stead, for loving his taste.
That memory brings her back to the day when she first met Naoya too and how Toji merely laughed when she bit the blonde. At the time, Toji's indifference to Naoya being there made her uncomfortable, somewhat scared even, but, 'They've always been close, even if they didn't know it themselves…', the thought comforting her as the two basically slap box with verbal insults on either side of her.
"You're fucking old as dirt! Did you put on your diaper before laying down, To-ji?! I don't want you peeing on me!"
Toji jerks his head up to glare at his cousin, "I've changed your diaper before you shit. Why do you think I call you "Little Nao-ya?"
Naoya gasps with exaggerated disbelief, "Did you just insinuate that my dicks small??!"
Gojo laughs through his nose while locking eyes with Elska who's smile shows all her teeth while she quietly shakes her head.
"Oh yeah?! Well YOUR DICK IS SMALL, Toji! How about that?!"
Breaking eye contact with his love, Satoru clicks his tongue, "Nah. Toji's definitely hung."
Naoya wheezes, "Yoooou fucki-", but snuggles up to Elska and calmly asserts, "Hmph. You're strange and that's okay because I'm snuggling and you're not."
Slowly but surely, the Zenin men settle down though and reclaim their possessive holds on Elska, a gesture she adores. Toji's rough hands hook around her hips with fingertips firmly grasping the topside of her rear while Naoya scoops a hand underneath Toji's arm to lay a flat palm against her uterus, "I love you two…too.", a smirk forming as everyone's restlessness in the bed fades.
Nudging Choso with a smile, Gojo softens his eyes and exudes, "Our family…" It seems to catch the being by surprise but Choso ultimately tilts his head with a similar expression of adoration.
Watching Naoya's face relax Satoru coos but then chuckles and announces, "I'm surprised you guys let your guard down because...I would never surrender so easily!", warping himself sideways roughly twenty inches above Naoya before erupting into villainous laughter and plopping himself down onto the Zenin.
"You…bastard!!!", Naoya rolls to his back cursing to the silver shaman's pointy bones that dig into his body, "That's cheating!!", roaring loudly and flailing his limbs under Gojo, determined to push him off.
"Sati! Why did you do that to him!?", Elska interrogates but cannot help her buckling giggles because of the contrast to their faces. She can only partially see Naoya's face but his cheek is puffed out, collapsing merely to swear where as Gojo maintains the pacifying appearance of someone who's sunbathing on vacation.
Toji groans, "Good-fucking-God you two! It's been a long day!", snatching Elska closer and tucking his face into her hair. He quietly cackles to the scene however, amused by the dynamic those two share even if they sometimes freak him out.
Naoya shouts in frustration when Gojo straddles him, "Come on! Why do you always fuck with mee!??", where a nervous wheeze exits Naoya's lips when Satoru sends him a devious smirk that causes Naoya to anxiously seethe, "You're not fucking me Gojo!"
Snapping his head to view Elska the best he can, Naoya begs, "BABY! TELL HIM TO GET OFF OF ME!! HE'S GOING TO DO IT! HE'S GOING TO TRY AND SEDUCE MEEE!"
"Shhhh little Naoya, no I am not…", Satoru soothes, soon grasping Naoya's wrist but then his brightened blue eyes shift to Elska to make sure she's paying attention, "Check this out love."
Elska's tired eyes unfasten as soon as Gojo pierces Naoya's hand.
A wave of arousal washes through her when Naoya's reluctant moans reverberate off of the acoustics and is left in awe as Gojo's half lidded gaze train on her while he drinks. Satoru offers his own pleasurable sounds, causing Elska to gasp and feel like she can almost taste Naoya and desires to when the satisfaction bleeds across Satoru's face.
Toji apprehensively perches to his forearm, "God damn it Gojo! I'm seriously going to fuck you up!", pulling Elska closer, "See doll?! We told you he's been acting funny lately!", fixing his eyes onto his cousin, perplexed with how Naoya isn't fighting back.
Toji's nervous eyes now plant onto Satoru again as he mutters, "Wait a minute. Does it feel that good?", grotesquely shivering at the possibility of ever being caught in Gojo's trap.
'Are his fangs like hers?', he asks himself while silently shifting his gaze to Elska, rather blown away with the indication that Gojo is somehow different from the rest of them.
"Go-…mmmmm…", Naoya struggles to articulate, "Jo…you-fuuuck…dick!"
Satoru unlatches his teeth from the Zenin and takes a dramatic breath as he closes the wounds. He was anticipating Naoya to throw him off instantly but when he looks down, he finds that the Zenin is far to flustered to even move. "You reallydo taste like a bag of sugar…", he tuts while leaning over to land his saccharin flavored lips onto Elska's.
Toji's eyes glow when she moans to Naoya's seasoning. He knows because her scattered thoughts bellowed through their minds, chaotically explaining how much she's melting to it.
"Shit, doll…", the giant battles his own provocation because of what happened with Suguru but this is becoming quite the challenge as she proceeds to subtly unravel from Gojo's antics.
Naoya happens to look over and catch the being tugging at himself, reprimanding, "CHO!", not liking how lust written all over the hybrid's face. Understanding that he needs to stop this right now, the blonde jabs his knee to Gojo's groin, "Stop trying to seduce her, you villain! Now is NOT the time!"
Gojo winces to Naoya's crotch shot, knowing that it would've really stung had it not been for his infinity.
'I'm so glad he didn't break through it that time!'
But nonetheless, to be sure Satoru immediately searches Elska's eyes for evidence of abhorrence but finds nothing of the sort.
"Hmmmm…", he hums and brutishly climbs off of Naoya, "I don't think I've upset her at all but it's past Toji's bedtime so we'll resume this later, my love.", he winks, "I can wait." His disdain for refusing Elska's obvious needs will have to be locked away because he honestly understands what Naoya's getting at and also truly plans to subdue her into a mess in the near future.
"I can't believe you bit me again, fucker!", Naoya shuffles around as if to physically dispel his frustration through movement, "I never know when you're going to try to take things further! What makes you think I'm even down with that?!"
Gojo nods to Choso, cuing that they are going to talk about Getou soon but orients towards Naoya where his eyes become distracted, leading his gaze south, "Your words says no but your body…well…", Satoru points to Naoya's lap and braces himself for the rage that is sure to follow.
"YO NAOYA WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!?", Toji extends an arm to shove his cousin away, "You got fucking off to that?!" He can't believe his cousin just pitched a tent and is shoveling himself deeper into distrust with Gojo on this matter. Toji almost regrets making a big deal about it though because Naoya's reddened face tells a story of how he's just as muddled.
Elska raises her eyebrows and cautiously looks to her embarrassed prince while thinking, 'So that's what Sati wanted to show me…', and is honestly impressed. Poor Naoya though, it's apparent that his silence and discomposed mannerisms are due to his own bewilderment so Elska reaches out and palms his chest. Naoya insecurely glances at her but then abruptly rolls away to face the other direction which makes her gasp out, "My prince! You would shun me now!?", hoping that her humor would infect him. All she can make out is his grumbling so she turns towards Satoru, "Sati…I'll admit that I liked that but you really should apologize to him."
"Ewwww! Don't say that baby!", Naoya whines into the pillow, his tone resembling a dismayed man who is trying to calm an upset partner, "I don't like it!!"
"Doll?", Toji twists her back to view him, "You're joking right? Please tell me you're joking.", but she blushes and holds a tiny, hazardous smile to which Toji can only sigh regrettably.
"Welp! Choso and I are going to tie up some loose ends so you three go ahead and turn in!", Gojo's voice is all too enthused from creating this mess. He hopes that Elska won't frown on his new delicious hobby but discerns that if he's going to have permission to continue doing it, she'd have to want it too. "Sleep well!", he teases, shutting the door behind himself and Choso.
The room is left in an acute silence until Naoya finally rolls back over to stare at her. When Elska inquires about what's on his mind, he replies, "Do you really like seeing us feed off each other like that?"
Elska listens to Toji grunt his disapproval but is fairly beside herself with how bluntly Naoya asked that. His voice only resonated curiosity, there wasn't any annoyance that she was able to identify, "I don't know but maybe?", she wiggles her rear into Toji who retaliates by gripping her hips. She can't tell if her beloved is enraged or not but likes how he steadies her nonetheless. Gazing into the sheets, she confesses, "I guess I liked it when Sati did that to my hybrid too though…", her voice trailing off as she discovers something new about herself.
Naoya thrusts his body closer, once again pinning her between himself and his Toji. He knows they should rest, that inciting a sexual situation would be completely uncalled for with the day's events so staving off his urges to pounce, he redirects his attitude, "Well then he can bite Cho.", though he doesn't know when that even happened so his ignorance to Gojo pulling an orgasm from the hybrid with said bite eludes him completely.
Toji, who's been quiet in the vain attempt to control himself is losing the battle. He can't get enough, none of them seem to, actually. His mind tells him that carnally wanting Elska right now is wrong but his heart salivates at the thought of sinking into her warmth. While Naoya negotiates their fate, Toji slowly grinds into her, hoping to influentially caress every inch of his growing flesh into her with pressure, "All this talk about biting…", leisurely rolls off of his tongue, "…fuck, doll…I'm sorry."
Elska gets flipped onto her back but doesn't fight these advancements whatsoever. Toji greedily hooks his hand over her mound, staring down into her with his hungry, glowing eyes and the moment his fingers begin drawing circles she whimpers beneath him and fully opens her legs.
"Toji…", she pants out as he groans under his breath, now pushing his fingers into the fabric of her panties to dampen them.
Naoya's lip catches between his teeth as he contemplates on whether this is good idea or not.
He can't ignore the fact that his turned side is brewing within but she can't let go of the fact that she was literally assaulted by Getou only hours ago.
"Princess.", he calls while facilitating her turning her head to face him, "What's going on right now? Are you sure you want to do this already?", referencing back to the time where she and Choso escaped Getou after he attacked her at the base. While he's becoming lost in her glossing luminescent eyes, he remembers that they performed in front of Gojo not long afterwards then either.
Toji lifts untucks her slip from where she's laying and shimmies it up to her waist but ceases when he registers Naoya's concerns, "I'll stop if you want me to doll.", he reassures but then her eyes beam up to him; those needing carnivorous eyes. Elska mewls her affinity for the situation which causes him to bite his lip as he resumes his exploits.
Toji trails soft kisses down her stomach, passing her womanhood to mark her inner thigh. When she hisses to the bruising skin, he smirks against her before breaking the flesh wall of dermis with his fangs.
Elska's back arches against the mattress, her hair becoming tousled in the process. No one's ever bitten her there before and finds it insane with how pleasurable it is to have her beloved between her legs doing so. Naoya tenderly uncovers her breasts, forcing Elska to spin with how he's matching Toji's slow, sensual rhythm of feeding.
"Naughty princess…", Naoya moans as he hovers his head above hers, glancing between her eyes and lips. He's still not 100 percent on this interaction but he'd by lying to himself if he said her malleable state isn't calling to him. When Elska pulls him down closer, their tongues brush against each other but Naoya dominates the kiss and hums into her as he feels her body temperature rising.
Toji's moans dance along her entrance until he lifts his head to fill his lungs with the scent.
'She seems so helpless in this moment, so vulnerable', he tells himself while wiping away the puncture marks, 'Why is that exactly what I want?'
The giant knows she's in good hands with them at least and she's practically become a puddle of pliable beauty. Toji's eyes fall to Elska's matching coral panties where he gathers both of her legs onto his right shoulder to easily slide them off and notices a string of arousal that connects her to the garments, making him sign wantonly before repositioning himself to feast.
His first point of attention is Elska's labia where he drags his lips across the sensitive skin, dragging his tongue up her slit every so often to taste her entirety. Her ability to share her pleasure is muffled by Naoya but he knows exactly when she's coiling from his involvement alone.
Elska gasps for air as Naoya moves his mouth to her hills, trying her best to control her hips from bucking. She realizes that they're putting more effort into the foreplay than usual and wonders if that has anything to do with consideration. Whatever it is, she's loving this.
Naoya switches between nipples and tenderly twirls his tongue around the bud, suctioning the whole areola to threaten with his central incisors. He can hear the flicking of Toji's oral muscle against her but it doesn't last long because the giant is soon engulfing her completely causing Naoya to essentially become distracted by the corporeal animalism exuding from his cousin; how Toji seems to smother his own face between her legs.
Looking back up to Elska, the blonde takes in her crippling sounds that result from Toji drinking her in. With the domineering side of his nature peering through though, he lifts his arm and slides two fingers into her mouth and licks his lips when hers close around them. God he wishes that was a different appendage but listening to her suck on something while they suck on her is mesmerizing in its own way.
"Baby…", he mutters into her breasts but chuckles when she jolts to something Toji is doing, "You're typically not this docile…"
Elska tangles her fingers into Naoya's hair and gives a light tug to signify that she hasn't lost her spunk, "We...you both…", she pants, "…feel sogood." She meant to add that she has no intentions of rushing this development because of this exact reasoning but her voice turns into high breathless whines when Toji starts suckling.
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"Fuck, are you positive?!", Gojo grabs Choso's shoulders after receiving the update about Getou. After hearing everything, Satoru's now convinced that he's in the right here, that Suguru didn't actually intend to hurt Elska.
"I know what I saw! That long-haired Titer said Getou tried to crush himself but then the healers said he didn't have the will to wake up!", The hybrid gets shushed for his volume level and looks around to make sure no one was coming to impose on the conversation before offering, "Sorry…", and lowering his eyes, "I just think that this is really bad…"
Gojo runs his hand through his hair, "Yeah, I'd say it seems bad alright.", and claps his hands once in front of his chest, "But this makes me feel like we should definitely go there a talk to someone. Maybe we can do something." He now darts his eyes over to Choso, "She wants him to come back. She cares about Suguru more than she's letting on because of Toji and Naoya." Satoru now thinks about how seeing the metal roses totally saved Hiromi's face from being torn off; the artistic bouquet seemed to disengage her ruthless tendencies instantly, "They're obviously out for blood but I don't think my love wants that."
Choso holds his head high and shares, "I already have a plan but I definitely need to be near him to do it." When Gojo's brow lifts with hope the being explains, "I accidentally synced with Getou during my transformation because my shadow realm exists in the same dimensional plane as those stages the Titer's inherently dwell. They overlap in the Last Stage but I didn't really know this until I experienced the synthesis."
Choso pauses to allow Satoru time to absorb that but is ushered along to continue the elucidation.
"I could sense Elska and that helped me cross the threshold but because I wasn't able to adapt immediately, I couldn't completely manifest my form. She was alone in there but thankfully unconscious for most of it." He looks to Gojo with serious eyes, "That specific stage can destroy the mind because its an entity of its own. Satoru, it appears as a place or plane but it's actuallyalive. When Getou arrived looking for her, our subconscious automatically established the link but I believe that was due to the will of the stage. Regardless of why, I may be able to bring him back because of this."
Choso has learned that Gojo is extremely intelligent but is still expecting a barrage of questions or even skepticism. When the silver shaman seems to do anything but lose his mind, the being realized that Satoru is somehow ruminating over the information with purpose. It only takes a few seconds before his cloudless blue eyes dart back to Choso's anticipatory expression.
"I understand. We'll go first thing in the morning."