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Pulling Eldritch Baddies: Making them go mad instead

KeihatsuZero
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Dead. Only way for me to live? Taking the Virginity of a goddess in a void so I'll get another shot at life!!! Bet you've never had that fantasy before huh? She hooked her legs high around his waist, heels digging into the small of his back, forcing him even deeper. He felt like he'd seen all the past lives before him. “Harder,” she hissed. He obeyed. The rhythm turns brutal. Hips snapping, skin slapping, breath punched out of both of them. She’s dripping down his balls, slicking the crease of her ass, making everything slippery and obscene. He felt her start to flutter and he dropped his mouth to her throat, teeth grazing the pulse point. “Come on my cock,” he growls against her skin. “Let me feel it. Let me feel you soak me.” That does it. She broke with a cry that had no echo as a blinding white light illumated the darkness [SYSTEM INITIALIZING…] No… [COMPATIBILITY: 100%] It can't be… [LUST-TO-POWER CONVERSION RATIO: OPTIMAL] I got a freaking system… [FIRST PACT SEALED: LESSER HOLLOWED (THE GATEKEEPER)] [REWARD: ELDRITCH IMMUNITY (PERMANENT)] [CONGRATS, YOU JUST GOT YOUR FIRST ELDRITCH BADDIE] Wait eldritch… [TRANSFERRING HOST TO NEAREST COMPATIBLE VESSEL…] AS IN H.P LOVECRAFT ELDRITCH?!
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Chapter 1 - I Took the Virginity of a Goddess

The void was not empty. It was heavy. It felt like standing at the bottom of an ocean of ink, where the pressure didn't crush the ribs, but the mind.

Shit. I died? Can't believe it.

The man stood naked in the center of the nothingness. He didn't know his name, it had drifted away the moment the white light had swallowed his bedroom, but he knew he was alive. Or, at least, he was still thinking.

He also did remember his last life. He was working a dead end job and it was even more soul crushing to and from his work place. Not to mention that there was also an extra course he needed to learn…

Ahh. It doesn't matter now. I'm dead.

The man was disappointed at the fact that he didn't see something like the stats of how he lived my life.

Or on second thought…he was glad that he didn't.

"How curious," a voice vibrated through his marrow. It didn't come from the air; it came from the fabric of the dark itself. "A speck of dust that doesn't blow away. A mind that refuses to shatter."

Out of the ink, She manifested.

She was towering, easily seven feet tall, draped in a gown of shifting smoke and starlight that revealed her generous curves. Her skin was the color of a dead moon, and where her eyes should have been, there were twin voids of swirling, cosmic violet. Her hair drifted upward as if they were in water.

"Where am I?" he asked. His voice didn't shake. "Who the hell are you? Some god?"

The entity tilted her head, a sharp, predatory movement. "You can say that. As for where you are… you're at the Threshold. Usually, your kind dies here. They scream until their souls burn out. But you... you are quiet. You are stable."

She stepped closer. The cold radiating from her was absolute. A slender, smooth hand reached out, tracing the line of his jaw. Her touch felt like dry ice, searing and freezing all at once.

"You were a sexually active person in life?" She said. "Yet… never laid with any women?"

Shit! She just found out I'm a virgin?! And I can't lie to her. She's some deity.

He sighed.

That means I can't pull my 7-inches lie.

"I always wondered what humans saw in…sex " she whispered, her mouth pressing close to his ear. She had too many teeth, all of them like polished needles. 

"Excuse me miss?" The man looked confused.

"The Law of the Void is simple. To pass through, you must pay the toll. Give me your essence, little spark. Sate the hunger of the abyss, or remain here until your stability finally rots." She said.

He looked into those violet voids. Despite it all, he could feel his little partner from day one rise. He didn't have a weapon. He didn't have clothes. But he realized, with a sudden, jolting clarity, that he had exactly what she wanted.

"Is that a request or a threat?" he countered, his hand reaching up to grip her wrist.

The entity paused, stunned by the audacity of the touch. "It is an invitation to survive."

He pulled her hand from his face and leaned in, his gaze never wavering. "Then let's not keep the abyss waiting."

Game is game after all.

Let's see if all my years spent beating it actually becomes useful.

Their fingertips brushed. She laughed low in her throat, the sound curled around his cock before her hand ever did.

She reached and wrapped her fingers around him. He's already thick, heavy, pulsing against her palm like as if he was still alive. 

She doesn't stroke yet. Just held on. Letting him feel how steady her grip is while her thumb mapped the fat vein that ran along the underside.

When did it become this big and thick?!

"You're leaking already," she whispered, voice pouring straight into his ear even though her lips barely moved. "Just from this?"

"You're the one that said you wanted to do it!" He answered by sliding his hand between her thighs. 

No underwear, of course not. The void didn't allow for such probably. She's molten, swollen, so wet that two fingers slipped inside her without resistance. 

Her inner walls clutched at him immediately, greedy, like they're trying to pull him deeper by reflex. He curled those fingers, firmly dragging across the ridged spot that he'd seen make other girl's breath hitch.

The man couldn't believe it. He was really skin on skin and heat on heat with a woman! 

Or at least… a female.

She guided him down and he's cradled between her open thighs, the head of his cock kissing her entrance. Not pushing in. Not yet. Just resting there, letting her feel every incremental throb while she rolls her hips in tiny, torturous circles. 

The slick friction is obscene, every glide coated him thicker, shining him up until he glinted faintly in the dark like wet obsidian.

"Say it," she breathed against his mouth.

"I want to be inside you so badly I can't fucking think."

A deity can speak like this?

"Yes… I can… I learnt it by seeing how your kind does it."

"Wait you can read minds?!"

The entity moaned as a response.

"Well then… so did I!" 

For a long moment neither of them moved.

They simply existed like that, locked together in the middle of nothing, his cock flexing inside her, her walls rippling in answer like they're having a private conversation no one else is allowed to hear.

Then she rolled her hips once. He started to fuck her like a man who's been starving.

Deep, unhurried strokes that drag all the way out until just the head is still kissing her entrance, then all the way back in until his pelvis kissed her clit. 

Every withdrawal made her whimper, every re-entry made her gasp. The wet sound of their bodies meeting is the only noise that exists.

She hooked her legs high around his waist, heels digging into the small of his back, forcing him even deeper. 

He felt like he'd seen all the past lives before him.

"Harder," she hissed.

He obeyed.

The rhythm turns brutal. Hips snapping, skin slapping, breath punched out of both of them. She's dripping down his balls, slicking the crease of her ass, making everything slippery and obscene. 

He felt her start to flutter and he dropped his mouth to her throat, teeth grazing the pulse point.

"Come on my cock," he growls against her skin. "Let me feel it. Let me feel you soak me."

That does it.

She broke with a cry that had no echo as a blinding white light illumated the darkness

[SYSTEM INITIALIZING…]

No…

[COMPATIBILITY: 100%]

It can't be…

[LUST-TO-POWER CONVERSION RATIO: OPTIMAL]

I got a freaking system…

[FIRST PACT SEALED: LESSER HOLLOWED (THE GATEKEEPER)]

[REWARD: ELDRITCH IMMUNITY (PERMANENT)]

[CONGRATS, YOU JUST

GOT YOUR FIRST ELDRITCH BADDIE]

Wait eldritch…

[TRANSFERRING HOST TO NEAREST COMPATIBLE VESSEL…]

AS IN H.P LOVECRAFT ELDRITCH?!