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The Library.
The Impurity that was expelled from the City, the boogeyman of Fixers, the bane of Syndicates, and the only place that could be called ‘free’ in a way.
Some say it was beaten by the Head.
Some say it simply left on it’s own volition by order of the Pale Librarian.
The people of the City speculated why the residents of the Impurity would suddenly just bring back all the people that perished inside of it.
While the Inhabitants of the Library simply thought of what they would do tomorrow, their life turning quite mundane after everything was said and done.
This was the floor of Philosophy, Binah the ex-Arbiter had a tendency to start small tea parties when she fancied herself a need to talk with someone else, which is why Roland the ‘Black Silence’ a motto that wasn’t his but decided that trying to correct others was just a waste of time, is seating down in front of the circular table black tea in hand staring blankly at his drink.
Gebura, who at some point was THE Color, and in the eyes of many still was THE Color, was taping one finger down on the table ignoring completely her own Tea in favor of giving a blank and judging stare at the Patron of the floor she was currently on.
Binah for her part was calmly enjoying her cup of tea, regal in her movements and knowing full well that she was in the receiving end of the annoyed gaze of Gebura and relishing inwardly on the feeling.
Those who came next broke the ‘mundane’ format that the Librarians had gotten used to, basically mimicking Binah’s movements, Zena the Arbiter that had fought to a draw the afro mentioned trio, seemed to be trying to prove a point, what point that may be escaped Roland’s and Gebura’s notice, but clearly not Binah’s who took up the challenge.
Baral the Claw and off the record love interest of Zena stared at his own cup of tea like it had offended him on a personal level, despite all the augmentations on his body he was still capable of consuming food, sadly to remove his mask he needed special equipment which was not here with him, so in his hidden eyes, the Tea was mocking him.
These five people could be considered the peak when it came to power in the City, and none of them had uttered a single word, sans whatever kind of expression based conversation the Patron of Philosophy and the Arbiter were having, which seemed to be full of emotionless stares, smug stares, callous stares, challenging stares, and a mix of all of those combined at times.
Roland finally decided to break the ice, took a sip from his tea and made eye contact with the Claw “What did the Tea make an AI or something?” was what came out of his mouth.
Baral slowly craned his neck to stare at the Fixer “Do you perhaps want another tour around the Library?” it was a threat more than anything else, it also was horribly childish, just like the joke Roland had made.
The black clad Fixer chuckled “Yeah… I’m not the one that tried to block the Red Mist head on” he knew that the Claw had some kind of device that will negate attacks with a certain amount of strength, and confident in its ability, the Claw had tried to tank a hit from Gebura.
Gebura had already seen it once in action, so she hit the Claw with strength JUST below what could trigger the device, it was a sight to see a Claw fly through the air like a rag doll.
The mentioned ex-Color grunted “If you two really need me to enter a dick measuring contest, then you’re starting with the world's cruelest handicap” she wanted nothing to do with that and by the way both men slouched she knew the message was sent across.
Which took her to the crux of the matter “What are they doing here and what do you have to do with it?” stated the red haired woman with a bored tone.
Binah from her part took another sip from her drink “This poor child just had the need to prove a point she could never reach in life, and so with an advantage truly believes she will reach what she couldn’t even touch” Zena was a smaller version of Binah in many regards, exceptions could be seen though, for starters she was more emotive than the Patron.
So the slight furrow to her brows displayed clear annoyance “Pardon my intrusion, but I do remember quite clearly my threads reaching more than once, perhaps you suppressed those poor memories out of a sense of shame?” Questioned ominously, the smaller Woman.
“Pillar, Face” was the only neutral, and perhaps even amused, response Binah gave, making one of Zena’s brows twitch.
Arbiters had a way to add words to their speeches, but add little substance to it, so Gebura quickly simplified and reached the conclusion “A grudge match?... of all things that could have been, a spat between Arbiters?” questioned the Color with a sigh.
“I was an Arbiter/She’s was an Arbiter” both Binah and Zena deadpanned at the same time.
“I didn’t ask” groused Gebura before finally downing some of her tea, ex-Arbiter or not both women were a pain to put up with.
At least the Tea was good.
Roland sighed and decided that, maybe, it was time to get to the point “Right, how did you two get in here anyway?” at his question he was about to take a sip of his tea.
SNAP!
“I sent an invitation to try out a new method to receive guests, these two were to my surprise, the one’s that it reached” Angela said appearing next to Roland scaring the man half to death, he WAS going to spit out his drink on reflex but Binah had locked his mouth shut, meaning that the tea slammed against his mouth and came back down.
Roland would certainly call that an unpleasant experience, he coughed a few times and put his cup down “Ggh!… stop doing that, it’s not funny…” Grumbled the Fixer.
“I disagree on principle” stated Angela before crossing her arms, while tilting her head slightly.
“We were going to the destroy the invitation, but why would I pass a chance to remind Garion how far she had fallen?” It was Zena who decided to comment, a small smile on her face.
Binah for her part finished the last drops of her tea before answering “Still chasing after ghost are we? for shame child” Zena threw a look at Binah, who simply quirked an amused brow in her direction.
Sighing knowing full well it would take about five more minutes for the Patron and Arbiter to start throwing singularities like they are candy, Baral slid his Tea in the direction of Angela, being unable to drink it “It would be in everyone’s best interest to start the ordeal” he really just wanted to relax, today was one of the few day’s off he gets.
Gebura grunted “I’d say I agree… but I want to know what we are doing first” she didn’t forget what Angela said ‘New Method’ and while she was basically a friend of the AI at this point, it didn’t mean that Angela was exactly someone she trusted that much just yet.
“You’ll see, but first putting in consideration this won’t be a fight, I have decided to even the odds” announced the pale woman ignoring the general confusion her words caused, confusion that by instinct Binah wouldn’t show at all.
She had an image to protect, after all.
“And it seems she is eager” with that, Angela rose one hand and…
SNAP!
Wearing her brown patron outfit, Malkuth had a small smile and a blush on her face that made Gebura wonder what she was doing before coming here “Oh… I’m still nervous, but I’m sure it will be alright” Malkuth, had learned to trust Angela a lot more, time will decide if that was the right desicion or not.
“I’m starting to wonder what you have in store for us…” muttered Roland with a cautious stare, he wondered WHY she was blushing but kept it to himself nonetheless.
Zena simply acted more smug than usual “Need more help to take care of us? at least you became more aware of your pla-” she was blandly interrupted by Angela.
“Completely incorrect, she’s on your side of this ordeal” While she said that, Zena expression was mostly neutral aside from the frown that was trying to form on her mouth, which she was actively trying to keep from coming out.
Baral, quite frankly, didn’t care, but had to act like he did or else Zena would never stop pestering him about it when they return to the City.
Gebura narrowed her eyes at Angela “Right, no more beating around the bush, what the hell do you want from us?” she took note of the practically joyous expression Binah threw Zena.
Although it was just a smirk and even then it didn’t quite reach Binah’s ears.
While that was happening, Malkuth approached Zena and extended one hand “I hope we can put aside our… massive differences aside for now, I’m Malkuth nice to meet you” Zena for her part threw one glance in her direction and scoffed.
“Rude” completely unoffended mentioned Malkuth, smile still on her face, she threw one glance at the Claw that felt weirdly cautious of the smaller woman, it was the kind of stares Zena threw at him on the weekends.
Angela rose one hand ready to snap her fingers again “Now that all is in order, let's start”.
SNAP!
The six people suddenly found themselves in a square room, completely empty of anything other than the wood walls, it was almost like a traditional beach house, it only lacked everything aside from the wood.
Roland glanced at the only door in the room and the electronic signboard on top, which wasn’t on “Right… now what?” he was a bit at a loss here.
“She isn’t even here to answer you” pointed out in annoyance the red haired woman, it wouldn’t be the first time she randomly grabbed someone to try something new, why was Malkuth fidgeting in place all of a sudden?.
Zena sighed to herself, being very disappointed she couldn’t use her singularities to blow them all to kingdom come, but settled with whatever it was they were meant to win at.
“Things are about to get really good…” muttered eagerly Malkuth, Binah for her part pieced together the general feel of Malkuth.
She was Horny.
Binah smile now became prominent and for all to see “Seems Angela finally found that category of books” Roland was now greatly worried about what was happening.
The signboard came to life ‘Orgasm Party’ the group of six stared at this with… many different emotions.
Zena wasn’t sure if she was happy or not, and no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t help but glance at Baral with… sexual intent.
Malkuth didn’t even hide it, she stared openly at Baral like a predator that found the best meal and couldn’t wait to dig in, more specifically like a bear…
Baral was openly feeling dread and didn’t try to hide it, he didn’t sign up for this, there had to be a way out… he glanced at his left and right and decided that he may as well just hope for the best.
Binah stared at the board and smiled, looked at Roland, and it became wider, glanced at Gebura and her eyes turned white.
Gebura took a deep breath of annoyance, yeah she should have seen the signs when Malkuth came into the picture looking like that, not that she minded… she eyed Roland and Binah before nodding to herself.
Roland had reached an unspoken kinship with Baral, simply from the fact that his dread rivaled that of the Claw, now he wouldn’t say he was against the idea, he was against having to deal with Gebura and Binah at the same time, he had a lot of stamina, that didn’t mean he was unbreakable.
“To explain the rules of this ordeal-” Angela who was using a speaker to communicate herself from her own personal quarters, was rudely (in her opinion) interrupted by the usually lax fixer.
“Where did this come from?!” he couldn’t help but ALMOST shout, at what was happening, his self preservations skill wouldn’t be enough, Binah’s smile was telling.
“Don’t do this to me” was the plain, albeit desperated, voice of Baral.
“-Are as follows, two teams of three will engage in rigorous intercourse and the group with more Orgasms counted will win, I will keep count, enjoy your stay here, as for your question Roland, this idea came from a book titled ‘Can’t leave until sex happens’ although the fact the ordeal is Sex is merely a case of luck I assure you there are more options available” Angela, despite the interruption, continued unperturbed and even was kind (in her opinion) enough to answer Rolands inquiry.
“THAT’S A GAG COMIC!/THAT’S A GAG COMIC!” Both Claw and Fixer exclaimed, they would know having experience being trolled by friends in the past, Roland never forgave Iori for that, Baral will forever despise his Claw buddies.
After they said that two
Since the AI gave no response Gebura sighed “Well you hear the Director strip” she would be lying if she said she wasn’t a bit intrigued by Roland, he had shown a ridiculous amount of stamina back in their last days in the Library.
And sadly for Roland Binah was just as curious “Oh please, at least take your time to enjoy the moment Gebura, I hope you don’t disappoint…Roland” the slight pause made the fixer’s back shiver.
Baral glanced at Zena knowing full well that even if they had a third interloper, she was by all means his biggest worry “Zena, be reasonable, this isn’t the time nor the place to-” he was silenced by a pair of… bear? Appendages hugging him with surprising strength.
“Come on mister Claw, don’t be shy~” Malkuth now wearing the black skin-tight suit that came from the E.G.O of happy teddy bear held Baral up from the floor with her now furred limbs keeping him in place.
Zena, for her part quirked a brow, but decided that Malkuth wouldn’t ruin things for her “Mmmm… put him on the bed if you will? Don’t worry he will soon lose all that pesky composure he has” Malkuth for her part smiled widely and moved the struggling Claw to the bed.
Roland didn’t even get a chance to protest before his torso was wrapped around in yellow chains, pressing his limbs against his body, while Gebura carried him on her shoulders like he was a sack “Don’t even try to whine, just enjoy the moment” casually spoke Gebura, Roland wasn’t confident in that, Binah smiled at him and that was never a good sign.
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Horny Confusion.
That’ll be how Roland was feeling at the moment, he looked down at the strongest people he knew of all things appraising his dick like it was an object, almost like they were judging it, if his hands weren’t tied to the frame of the bed by the former Arbiters chains, he might have tried to cover his face from how flustered the image had him.
“Not bad” Huffed Gebura, it was certainly bigger than what she was expecting that was for sure, no wonder Angela always kept him on her room.
Binah wasn’t disappointed, which is barely better than her being disappointed “I hope for your own well-being Roland that you can last the day” the fixer’s breath hitched, he had to have heard that wrong.
“Day?... as in all day?” He questioned with a small stutter to his voice.
Binah hummed, and her left hand started to stroke his shaft “Yes Roland, you wouldn’t think a measly couple hours would make a Lady happy would you?” Gebura was already removing her Librarian jacket and the button-up shirt underneath, while Binah was teasing the soul out of Roland.
“I’d hate to agree with her, but you better show that monstrous stamina you had before” Gebura wasn’t one to hold back, less so when she knew Roland could take it.
And the fun started, Binah had pulled back in favor of removing her dress while Gebura roughly ate Roland’s dick without giving him much of a warning, making his whole back twitch and while his first instinct was to hake his hips, which he did.
Gebura moaned grunted at his sudden action, not that she was bothered by it, in fact she welcomed it from his usual tendency to not try too hard, she trailed her mouth around the shaft while his tip rammed down her throat, he was certainly rougher than Chesed.
Binah now only wearing her lingerie, stockings and the coat she always had over her shoulders, approached from behind Gebura and held her head before pushing down, forcing the red head to shove the whole member completely while grinding her on it, which got a groan from pleasure of Roland and a chocked cough from Gebura.
Gebura threw a side eye at Binah, a glare that would make some shake in their boots, Binah found the action adorable, more so when the vaunted Red Mist was too busy chocking on a dick, the image was something she’d keep very engraved in her memories “Don’t make it so easy for him Gebura, try a bit harder” spoke the black clad patron with a smile far too smug for Gebura’s liking.
What was also too good for her liking was the feel of the member in her throat, which she will never admit to anyone ever, so her head moved up and down faster, ignoring the grip Binah had on her head or lack of it, while Roland couldn’t do much more than close one eye and stare at the scene with the growing lust that was slowly overtaking his previous confusion.
Baral was in between the paws and a soft place the trio was leaning down on their bed and The Claw was being crushed in between two very needy woman, Zena was very impatient as a person and while he didn’t exactly mind, it was usually because he wasn’t allowed the chance to complain much, less so with Zena grinding her hips against his plated dick, augmentation that DIDN’T hurt as much as one would think.
“Baral, a good reminder that I like it without the Serum~” by now she would have broken the green vial on top of his head and simply snap the bed when they performed mindless sex.
She hadn’t because of the brunette kissing Baral’s neck, to her chagrin he seemed to enjoy it “Be reasonable Zena, this is certainly not the time-” he was interrupted by a green fluid dripping down his head.
Malkuth thinking that if she broke it things would certainly get better, had simply crushed the vial with one of her paws “I hope that wasn’t important” she slyly commented with a small smile.
Zena narrowed her eyes for a moment before huffing “Maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t… at least you’ll be out of my hair quicker” the Arbiter simply accepted that Malkuth wasn’t going to be able to hold out for long.
Malkuth quickly spun around and Zena yelped landing on the bed almost falling off it and glared at Malkuth before seeing the Brunette pressing her massive pair using her bear arms to clench around the cock of Baral who was leaning back on the bed out of shock, she moved up and down with a nice horny smile, Zena’s eye twitched for a moment before joining Malkuth, leaning next to her sucking on the tip of the Claw like a vacuum her eyes still staring in an annoyed glare, Malkuth simply smiled cockily at Zena in response annoying her further.
Gebura wasn’t sure when and how chained her arms behind her back but she was sure going to complain about it “What the hell? You better get off me before I kick you off!” growling at the black clad Patron who in response simply pressed down, making their nipples rub one another and the red head to bite back a moan.
Binah having asserted her dominance shook her back side letting their cunts rub on one another and Give the red face Roland a nice view of the action “Well Roland? I have overheard you’re a fan of sandwiches of many kinds, this should be to your liking” she added a wink that both terrified and aroused the Fixer.
Taking a slow and steady breath and being freed from his bindings by the gracious Binah, he moved forward and inserted his member in between the layered cake from both Patrons, grunting in pure ecstasy before shaking his hips madly, rubbing his shaft on their lower lips and digging his fingers on Binah’s ass.
“Mmmm!~ I’ll take that as a positive response~” purred out with a smile Binah, moving down and kissing the neck of the struggling Gebura who had arced back from pleasure while gritting her teeth, refusing on principle to show any kind of weakness in front of Binah, and failing as far as the Patron of Philosophy was concerned.
Both missed the trail of smoke leaving from Roland’ body, E.G.O manifests in response to emotional trauma, in Roland’s mind this probably counted.
Or he was that Horny.
Baral was now down on the bed, the gaps on his mask glowing a dim red, he still had enough K serum inside his body to not lose his mind, not that he was given the chance, since Zena had decided to tie his body down on the bed with her threads, which in his opinion was a grave misuse of a Singularity, they even threw his favorite coat to the ground while trying to undress him.
More so because his member was being crushed in between a pair of thighs, Zena was now simply wearing her coat and stocking, while Malkuth tore open her bodysuit, showing her pussy and tits to the world, slamming herself down on the claw along with the Arbiter, both wearing lustful smiles that would have worried more the Claw if his own mind wasn’t growing hazy.
Malkuth’s smiled became cheeky and reached out with one paw, holding the Arbiter and pressing her forward electing a yelp and a small lust filled glare from Zena, as their scissoring became wilder, and crushing the plated dick in the middle.
“You’re no so bad after all!” moaned out Zena staring forward at the Brunette that was keeping up quite well.
Malkuth shook her hips with more force getting out a startle moan from her “I’ve had experience with cold snakes before~”.
Baral for his part was hitting a critical point in his life, and with the little Serum K in his body quickly running out, he slowly started to break the bindings keeping him down.
Roland was a fairly reasonable person.
So of course, when his body was completely covered in the smoke and his E.G.O was shown he picked up Binah first, arms around her legs and hands tightly keeping her head in place, even if his face was impossible to be seen, his blush was still somehow there, and his cock was still twitching madly.
He slammed said member constantly inside the black clad Patron, from tip to base wildly, the sound of meat hitting meat filled the room as his cock slid in and out of her cunt with ease, Binah bit her lip and with a smile looked down at her cunt being ravaged with a smile, muffling her moans as much as she could.
Gebura grunted and finally broke the chains that kept her arms back, before smiling deviously, any chance to get back at Binah should be taken no matter what, she moved towards them and kneeled down her tongue moving around the abused cunt of Binah and sucking her wet folds, toying with her nub with her own tongue and forcing the usually Stoic woman to openly moan.
Baral was out of his restraints, and with all the pent up lust he accumulated had Zena’s lower body feel all of it, his plated cock sliding in and out of her while the Arbiter muffled moans came out without a sign to stop, one hand gripping the sheets of the bed, and the other holding one of the legs of Malkuth, who was sitting on her face being eaten out by the Arbiter, the brunette had a dopey smile on her face while shaking her hips grinding down her cunt against the tongue of Zena.
The Claw held onto the thighs of Zena and pushed in faster, Serum R working into overdrive, he had a desperate need to breed his lover now, Zena’s quivering and wet folds were more than eager to take the whole thing as her back arced, Malkuth leaned down paws at the sides of the bed and started to lick Zena’s cunt which simply made the Arbiter moan more.
Zena not wanting to be outdone by Malkuth, sucked on the nub of Malkuth while slipping two fingers inside her pussy, the Patron flinched and a small spurt left from her already wet lower lips, both women eating each other out and Baral crushing Zena’s insides with sex driven intent.
Gebura was in between the hard place and the harder place, Binah was underneath her with her back on the bed and her arms on Gebura’s toned legs spreading them open, with the use of her Chains and Pillar she made a make shift strap on that was inserted deep into the Red head’s asshole, Roland was on top of Gebura pressing down his member on her exposed and wet pussy without stopping even once.
Gebura’s tongue rolled out while her eyes were settled on an unfocused glare her blush bright, while her moans left constantly she seemed like a frustrated animal in heat that just found some real action, cumming constantly from the double abuse she was receiving, and while far too lost on the pleasure still managed to think of ways to deny she enjoyed it when it was all said and done.
Binah removed her hands from Gebura’s legs and started to shake her hips faster, making full use of her improvised strap on while reaching out and toying with the breasts of the Red head, pulling and massaging to her hearts content, which was elevated by the struggling moans from the toned woman.
Malkuth was being held off the floor by Baral, holding her by the legs and using his plated cock to pleasure her asshole slamming his hips against her ass like a piston, the lights on his mask shinning a deep red, her body twitching with each thrust, a wide smile on her face while her eyes threatened to roll back.
Zena got a bit creative, her threads weaving a strap on of her own, and shoving it inside Malkuth’s vacant and needy cunt, invading her insides with all she had, her mouth biting down one of Malkuth’s breasts her eyes full of lust, wanting to make the brunette crumble and have the Claw all for herself.
Sadly for her Malkuth was joyous from what was happening, her own hips shaking in excitemen making both Zena and Baral go far deeper into her, while her two big bear paws were hugging Zena and helping her thrust faster, her lips quivered and came constantly yet it didn’t seem to be a detriment for the Patron of History.
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Roland and Baral were gasping in the middle of the room half dressed, THANKFULLY their partners passed out from pure pleasure, Roland will forever pray to that Skull on the floor of Religion from keeping Gebura from going E.G.O too.
Baral glanced at the sprawled forms of Malkuth and Zena “...You have it rough too” the Claw stated, that Brunette was crazy, as crazy as Zena.
Roland stared at Binah who seemed WAY too fresh for his liking, making him think she was only resting, and if Gebura woke up she’d DEMAND a ‘rematch’ “That’s an understatement yeah…”.
“It seems I… had a small lapze in my attention, and I did not keep count of the Orgasms, if you would kindly do this again, it would be highly appreciated” that was what came from the speaker.
Roland and Baral lost all color, their faces full of despair.
“Angela why…” squeaked out the Fixer.
“Oh God take me please…” Whined the Claw.
They could feel them the looming presences on the beds that stirred when the AI spoke, said AI forgot to mention that her lack of attention was because she was masturbating to the show she witnessed.
“My, my Roland… you certainly have experience making a lady feel wanted~”
“Yeah, sure, get in the bed again, that one didn’t count!”
“Oh~ Executioner Baral… your Arbiter needs some assistance~”
“Mister Claw I may have forgotten to pay my Taxes… will my body do?~”
It is said that those two poor men didn’t leave that room for the next three days, whether that’s true or not, they refuse to elaborate further.
But let’s offer our pity to their unfortunate fates and their drained balls.
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