The jet's cabin felt like a cocoon of sin, the air thick with the salty tang of sweat and release.
Saul pulled Juvia closer, his chest heaving as he buried his face in the curve of her neck.
Her skin was fever-hot against his lips, and for a moment, the world narrowed to just this.
Then the rise and fall of her breaths syncing with his, the way her fingers trembled as they traced the scars on his back from old boardroom brawls.
"ohhhh….God, Juvia," he murmured, voice rough like gravel after a storm. "What are you doing to me? I came here to close a deal, not... this."
His hand slid up her thigh, possessive, but there was a crack within him, then a softness in the way he held her, like she was the first real thing in a life built on conquests.
She lifted her head, emerald eyes shimmering in the low light, a tear slipping free to trace her cheek. "Saul... it's more than the deal for me. You're more."
Her lips brushed his, tentative, then hungry, tongues tangling in a kiss that tasted of champagne and unspoken fears.
She shifted atop him, her slick heat grinding against his spent cock, coaxing it back to life with slow, deliberate rolls of her hips.
"I want all of you. Not just this body... your fire, your storms."
He groaned, hands cupping her ass, guiding her as she sank down again inch by agonizing inch, her walls fluttering around him like a heartbeat.
"Fuck, you're tight... like you were made for me." But his eyes searched hers, probing. "Tell me it's real. Not some play for the ring, the empire."
"It's real," she whispered, voice breaking as she bottomed out, their pelvises flush.
Tears fell freely now, splashing onto his chest. "I schemed to get close, yeah... but this? Loving you? It snuck up and wrecked me." She rode him slow, emotional waves crashing with each thrust with her moans soft, vulnerable, not the vixen's cry from before.
His hips bucked up to meet her, deep and reverent, fingers digging into her hips not to bruise, but to anchor.
"Juvia... I think I..." The words caught, but his body spoke them, spilling into her with a guttural cry, hot pulses filling her as she clenched around him, shattering with a sob.
They clung like survivors of a shipwreck, breaths mingling, hearts pounding in frantic duet.
But the alarms shattered it all…..shrill, unforgiving. Red lights strobed like blood in water.
"What the hell?" Saul surged up, Juvia tumbling into his lap, her face draining of color.
The pilot's voice crackled, laced with panic: "Mr. Wetnerian! Engine two's on fire…looks tampered. We're losing altitude fast! Brace!"
Tampered…? Saul's blood turned to ice, then fire. He strapped Juvia in beside him, his hands shaking for the first time he could remember.
"Hold on to me. Don't you dare let go."
The jet bucked like a wild thing, plunging through turbulence that rattled teeth. Outside, clouds whipped past, LA's glow a mocking promise below.
Juvia's grip crushed his hand, knuckles white.
"Saul... oh God, Saul, I'm so sorry." Her voice cracked, words tumbling out in a rush over the roar.
"It was your father. He... he knew you'd eclipse him.
So he paid me to slip the sabotage into the pre-flight check,and asked me to add drug to your drink to keep you…. distracted.
I took the job for you, to be near you, but then I fell…..."
"You what?" The betrayal hit like a gut punch, stealing his air.
His father's shadow…. always there, scheming from the boardroom throne Saul had clawed toward. And Juvia? His queen, his storm? "You loved me enough to kill me?"
Rage boiled, but under it, a raw ache, like losing a limb.
He yanked her close anyway, lips crashing against hers in a kiss of fury and farewell, tongues warring as if he could taste the truth from her lies.
She moaned into it, broken, her body arching even as terror clawed her eyes.
"I'm sorry... I love you, Saul. Forgive me....."
Explosion.
The rear fuselage lit up, a fireball blooming outside the window. Seats tore free, all the glass of the jet looks like spider web. The jet spiraled and slamming toward the black Pacific.
Water erupted on impact….. icy, choking. Saul fought the straps, lungs screaming, but the cold flooded in, dragging him under.
Juvia's hand slipped from him, her scream bubbling into silence.
"Juvia!..."
Visions flashed: her laugh in the cabin, her tears of confession, the way she'd whispered his name like a prayer.
His ribs cracked on twisted metal, blood blooming warm in the saltwater chill. Heart stuttered. Faded.
The king of Wetnerian Enterprises drowned not in glory, but in betrayal's…. nobody's end, gasping for one last breath of her scent.
In the godly realm, the being leaned forward, eyes gleaming like polished obsidian.
"Ah, the fall of empires... and the rise of beasts." The scroll hummed, inscribing Saul's soul in fiery script.
"So upto this point your story is mentioned and now you die in this world, its waste to leave you like this so maybe i can help you little bit"
and then the mysterious being spell some words
"To the wilds with you, broken king. Lust will mend…. or unmake, also this can help you little bit, i will come after sometime, now my time is over and everything is only in your hands"." With a flick, the mysterious being disappeared.
now the pain exploded through Saul like shattered glass. He coughed dirt, the jungle's rot filling his lungs..... humid, alive, nothing like the sterile crash. No jet. No ocean's roar.
Just vines twisting like lovers' limbs around ancient trunks, distant howls that tugged at something primal in his gut.
"What... the fuck?" He pushed up on shaky arms, world spinning.
His body wrong, diminished. Scrawny, 5'8" of wiry nothing, loincloth chafing against pale skin unmarked by his old tattoos. No chiseled abs, no commanding height.
Just a whelp's frame, cock shrunken and soft under the rag.
"Juvia... Father... all you bastards." Grief hit then, a tidal wave…. hot tears stinging his eyes, well what's the use of building an entire empire just to die like that
"I was building something real. With her. And you... you drowned it all."
I don't know what am i saying the words are jumbled in my mouth and made it into sentence.
And in that moment i began hitting the tree near me, the ark pierced my skin slightly so a drop of blood is dropped on the ground and then a chime pierced the haze, a mysterious blue ox with text flickering in my vision like a hallucination.
"Are you joking, am in some kind of game world or something"
[System Alert: Lust System Activated.]
[Beast Level 1: Whelp Skirmisher.]
[Skills: None.] [Lust Points: 0/100.]
[Objective: Build Your Sect by Rutting and Conquering.]
[Earn LP (lust points) Through Finding Items.]
[Explorations: Crimson Mushrooms (+15 LP), River Pearls (+30 LP), Cave Salts (+20 LP), etc….]
[Rewards: Activation of Stronger Body (Strength, Speed, Vitality, Agility, Endurance), Special Charms, New Forms.]
[Warning: Lose Fights, And Enemies Will Steal Your Power.]
"Lust... system?, by the look of it, it can be considered as evolutionary system not lust system
I laughed with bitter and broken smile, "is this some kind of a joke or some tv show?"
Fine, now its come to this and if my guess is correct, I can pretty much understand that I am in different world.
So I died in my previous world and came to this world, I read some of the novels about this, but is this actually real
Well lets try to hit something to check am not in some kind of weird drugs of dreaming…
But before that happened
A rustle snapped my head up. She stepped from the ferns—a she-wolf beastkin, tall and feral, fur-tipped ears twitching, tail swishing like a warning.
Curves poured from ragged hides: full breasts straining the ties, hips that swayed with lethal grace. Amber eyes locked on me, nostrils flaring.
"Lost pup," she growled, voice a husky rumble that sent unwelcome heat to his groin.
Then the claws flexed, but her gaze dipped…. lingering on his form, a flicker of something softer. "Pack's rutting season. You'll serve... or feed the roots."
Rutting what the hell is she saying, her language seems to be different but I can clearly understand her, is it because of that blue box system.
I can easily understand that, i am in different world but what kind of world is this actually and why is her body looks like the combination of beauty and the beast....
what kind of world i transported into...