[CONTENT WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT]
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Ashen occasionally set aside a couple of hours now and then, when circumstances permitted, to fully de-stress in the form of a good old fashioned sleeping.
He had started doing this ever since he developed the Liminal Dreamer trait in an attempt to resist it.
Naturally, he maintained basic safeguards to rouse him from sleep if any hostile intent targeted him… courtesy of Somatic Autonomy. He allocated a generous amount of mana to the skill, ensuring his body would jolt awake at the first hint of danger.
Paired with the ironic security of his prison cell, Ashen could finally indulge in old-fashioned sleep: no Daydream, no Lucid Dreamweaving, not even the sanctuary in his subconscious.
What he hadn't anticipated, however, was a visitor who harbored no hostility at all… quite the opposite.
Grrr—ka.
The cell door sealed behind her as she sauntered in leisurely, climbed onto his bed eagerly, and tugged his pants down effortlessly.
She paused to admire it first, her golden eyes gleaming with reverence. Gently cradling the half-hard cock in her hands, she pressed it against her cheek, inhaling deeply. A crimson blush spread across her face, her expression one of pure intoxication.
"Ahh~ how much I've longed for this smell…"
Her tongue emerged slowly, tracing the underside from base to tip. Then, she encircled the head with her lips, sucking gently. The cock hardened in her grasp, the head swelling and stretching her mouth wider.
Alice began massaging his balls while diligently sucking and licking. Once he reached full mast, she eased off gradually and lifted her upper body.
Crawling up to straddle his torso, she positioned her heeled legs on either side of him. Reaching under her pure white dress, she pushed her panties aside, freeing her drenched pussy. Balancing with one hand on his chest.
She gave one look to his still deeply asleep form before she guided his cock into her with the other hand.
"OHH~"
"Urg—"
A deeply satisfied moan echoed through the sealed cell, followed by his grunt.
No matter how desperately his body craved rest, and despite Alice's utter lack of hostility failing to trigger his alerts, there was no sleeping through this.
Alice didn't mind his awakened state. With his cock now buried deep inside her, she placed both hands on his chest, settling into a proper cowgirl position, and began riding him rhythmically.
"Ahn~"
From Ashen's perspective, warmth enveloped his lower body, spiking into sharp pleasure that jolted his eyes open. His gaze locked onto the golden eyes of a woman consumed by obsession, riding him with wild abandon.
Her deep blush, lolling tongue, pupils fixated solely on him, feverish movements that felt like she aimed to devour his soul… it was like facing a Siren.
Despite the electric pleasure surging through his spine, any ordinary man might have panicked. Not Ashen, though.
This was his beloved girlfriend, after all. To him, her frenzied appearance and actions were pure expressions of love, no matter how unhinged they seemed.
He grunted, placing his hands firmly on her ass cheeks.
"Urg… Am I being assaulted here? Isn't there any rights left for us prisoners…?"
"Ahn~ After leaving me dry for so long, you don't get to talk about rights, you little criminal. Now take your punishment~!"
With that, Alice delivered one hard sway of her full buttocks, grinding down intensely.
"What? Arg—, …just a couple of days and you get rapey? C'mon, babe, you're better than that!"
Ashen tightened his grip on her ass cheeks and thrust upward forcefully, driving deep.
"Haah… Who made me pick Lust? Hnng? …Who told you to make this body so intoxicating…HNng—!"
Alice responded with another hard sway of her buttocks, then shifted to grinding on his cock, gazing at him with obsessive love. She leaned in for a light peck on the lips, whispering tenderly, "So take responsibility, or I'll just force it out of you, babe…"
"Haah, I guess even if I'm put in a pit under the earth, there's no running away from my boyfriend duties…"
"I'm glad you understand~♡." She pecked him again, the kiss quickly escalating into a messy tangle of tongues and saliva.
"Very well…" As they parted for air, Ashen smiled faintly.
"Finally decided to properly fuck your personal little slut Hmm~? Are you going to put her in her place? Fuck her to submission? Hng~"
Alice's provocations shifted the glint in his eyes, amplified by the golden hue he'd gained after his recent advancement. It sent her heart racing and her spine tingling in anticipation.
"Getting freakier, aren't we?" Ashen chuckled.
"Ah, yes ~ How could I not? After seeing that heroic figure of yours as you singlehandedly brought me out of certain death…."
"…How you carried me and protected me for days, even if it meant slowing yourself down, even if it meant taking the blows meant for me…"
"So brave… So courageous… So strong…" Words failing her, she punctuated each with a kiss, desperate to convey her emotions.
"I thought I was already so in love with you that there was nothing more to love... Yet, you made me fall in love all over again…"
Ashen answered with action. Still in cowgirl, he released her buttocks, seized her wrists, and twisted them behind her lower back, as if handcuffing her. Alice tilted forward, her breasts pressing against his chest, her backside lifting slightly.
He gave her half a second to adjust before thrusting—once, twice, thrice in rapid succession.
"Ooo—" Alice's mouth hung open, overwhelmed by the sudden onslaught of pleasure.
Ashen wasn't just thrusting hard and fast. He'd long foreseen that with two Lust pathway users in his little 'harem', their needs might overwhelm him eventually… not from any personal failing, but from the concept's inexorable influence.
The solution was to hold his own Lust concept, which is impossible since he chose Sloth, so he had to think outside the box to find a solution…
{Activated Path Skill: Somatic Autonomy}
First, on himself…
Make my body resonate with her desires.
Shape my body into something that stirs more pleasure in her.
Then, on her
Make her body more attuned to my touch.
…more receptive to every pleasure I offer.
"Ahn~♡ Hnng~ Ohh~♡"
Suddenly, and alarmingly, Ashen felt his dick shrink by less than a centimeter. He cast a fearful glance at Alice even as he pounded her relentlessly. He realized: in this position, his length had caused her slight discomfort, so Somatic Autonomy adjusted to her desires, not his.
This was thanks to the skill scanning her body in real-time, optimizing for her peaks.
Now, his girth thickened further, stretching her to the brink of splitting.
"OHH~♡ Ahn~ Yes~♡"
His cock heated up, radiating warmth that amplified her sensations. His skin grew smoother, more tantalizing against hers; his scent intensified, a musky allure tailored to her cravings; even his breaths synced with hers, heightening the intimacy.
With her submissive streak, his grip on her wrists tightened dominantly, his thrusts adopting a commanding rhythm that made her feel claimed.
He felt an instinctive urge to slap her bouncing ass cheeks. A whisper in the back of his mind echoed…
This would heighten her pleasure,
This would resonate with her desires.
Slap—
"Ahn~♡ More~"
Ashen knew from where these whispers and this new instinct were coming from: It was SA's doing after executing his order: Make my body resonate with her desires.
Abruptly, Ashen flipped them, pinning her beneath him in missionary. He hooked her heeled feet over his thighs and resumed savagely thrusting.
Leaning down, he pinned her wrists above her head, gazing intensely with loving eyes that she returned, even in her debauched haze.
"So… Hah… How did you get down here anyway?"
He slowed slightly to let her speak coherently amid her moans.
"Hngg~" Alice bucked her hips, chasing the pleasure, but relented. "...I've told them that the only way to embody my sin was with your help~."
Ashen ramped up the pace for a few minutes, flesh slapping rhythmically, his cock plunging wetly, before easing off. "And? …How'd they believe it?"
"Humm~ I may have the word Siren in my epithet, but the word Bound precedes it… And this Siren chose to bind herself to you… Mmm~"
He accelerated once more, as if delivering a reward, making her face slack and breasts bounce wildly.
Slap-slap-slap.
The pattern repeated: slow down, question, reward with furious thrusts and grunts.
"Urg… Is that all there is to it? I doubt it…"
"No… The commander says that I'm too disobedient and should be sent to the same cell as my boyfriend to repent…"
"Hah… how generous of her…" Ashen's snort morphed into a grunt as Alice clenched tightly.
"Hn~ I think they're using me as some kind of bribe to loosen your lips."
"Ugh.. Is that so? Well, you're certainly doing a really good job of loosening me…"
"Good to know~ But between you and me… I think they've sent me here because defending me had become harder…Ah~. The Narkals are getting more and more aggressive, and even the Commander had started going out… Urg— While this is a prison, ironically, it could be considered one of the safest places to be if one didn't mind being eternally stuck here…"
'Cassius is making trouble, I see… Good for me, heh…'
Ashen didn't neglect his needy lover even as his thoughts momentarily drifted.
"Ahn~♡" Alice moaned once more, her voice melodic and intoxicating.
Somatic Autonomy hummed in the background, adapting seamlessly: lengthening his cock an extra inch when she craved deeper penetration, thickening it further as she accommodated more.
His touches sparked electric euphoria; his kisses flooded her with ecstasy; his scent and saliva became aphrodisiacs, driving her wild.
They devolved into primal beasts, shifting from one debauched position to another… doggy with her ass high, then reverse cowgirl where she ground desperately, flesh slapping relentlessly, wet schlicks echoing. Grunts from Ashen mingled with her escalating moans.
"Hnng~♡ Ooo~ Yes~♡ Ahn~ Harder~♡"
Somatic Autonomy refined every element: his hands heating to a pleasurable burn on her skin, his thrusts syncing perfectly to her submissive urges, making her feel utterly dominated and simultaneously adored.
"OHH~♡"
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"AHH~♡"
In a distant chamber, a blonde woman echoed the moan, her limbs stretching involuntarily from the shared ecstasy.
She lay alone on her bed in a scandalous nun uniform—light blonde hair with pink streaks now adorning the ends of her hair, cascading over her shoulders, sky-blue eyes glazed, very large breasts straining against the fabric's boob window, and high thigh slits.
"...So goood—!" The word felt wrong in her mouth, unbefitting a Saintess candidate. But the Ecstatic Bond cared nothing for propriety.
Pleasure coursed through her via the Bond, leaving her breathless and flushed.
"Ashen…❤︎ what are you doing to meee~!!"