"I'll have you hung along the Appian way!" Rema snarled. The adrenaline made her neural networks go haywire. The AI consciousness that dwelled within her sung in the same tune. Fight, race, kill. Risk it all. The mantra in her head was like that of the chariot wheel bouncing against the ground. With the snap of her enhanced gladius, she'd get to work on cutting away any clinging obstacles to her steeds in the meanwhile. She was beginning to hate that Skull Rider most of all.
Rema knew then and there that this current speed was not enough. She'd stand up on her chariot, held firm with her android strength. She'd reach up into a compartment for a small capsule. Contained within was an explosive cocktail of various fuel energies all mushed together in one single pill. Rema would reach out over to Pollux, feeding the mad race machine as he stared ahead on the race track. Once the pill went down his throat, he let out a pained screech that was akin to a malfunctioning air raid siren. He burst ahead in a rapid increase of speed, quickly zooming by Rema's android competition.
"I have bigger challenges to slay. I'll be sure to save you a spot in second place, inferior model!" Rema would wave to Aurora as she zipped past her. Determined to take on her real target, the Skull Rider. She had more pila, shields to defend and a willingness to jump on Skull's ride to tear him from it if necessary.
"I'm so sorry, like really! I had no idea you were here!"
Riku would help the now soaking wet Thomas up to his feet, positively shocked at how much she had bumbled up this meeting. She's too preoccupied with this embarrassing situation to notice the building fight in the distance. Thomas brought her attention to it with his comments. His meek demeanor changed quickly with the appearance of the strange weapon the princess had never seen before. She was impressed with it's design, feeling an urge to ask all sorts of questions about it. Time was not on her side in this matter.
"Oh right! A fight going on? Huh. Already? Yeah yeah I should do something about it..." The flustered princess gathered her wits from her messy entrance. She was happy to join the stranger's side to make up for her earlier blunder.
"Right, let's figure out what's going on and kick a crab's butt!" She'd charge on ahead with brashness. Secretly she hoped if all the attention went to the battle no one would notice her embarrassing fluke earlier.
"My name is Riku, by the way. Nice to meet you! We can forget about that business earlier...alright?"
"If they can't make it this far into the Abyss then they are worthless anyways."
Nephy the Unliving growled out a rough response. She was fixated on claws of her fingers, licking them clean with careful laps of the tongue. The samurai tends to cleaning after battling the denizens of the lagoon. They'd encountered much worse than crabs in their treks together.
The samurai was hunched up on a comfy ridge of rock. Her legs dangling above the ground as her toes sway idly with restless energy. An intense boredom sat in her dormant black eyes.
Nephy was a necromancer in her world above. In her life, she had sought to right the wrongs done to her family. To remedy their unjustified deaths and restore their life to them. A path that quickly descended into unspeakable actions and violence. A scent of blood wafted from her shoulders that would never be taken away. Buried deep in the countless lives she consumed in a bid to rewrite history. Truthfully, she only regretted she got caught in the end.
"I'll wait. You can jump in if you'd like. I want to see what these new ones are capable of. The last batch were quite pathetic. Not even worthy to sacrifice."
Nephy would lean forward to her companion, burdened by time itself. She'd grasp a flickering hand and feel it phase in and out of her feeling, intrigued by it even if she had seen it before.
"You're flickering in and out more now, aren't you? It'd be a real shame to lose you."
The cold lips of the deathly specter come to claim her companion's lips. A kiss that pierced through the veil of time like an arrow.
Rema waited impatiently for the announcer to announce the start of the race. Her finger tapped idly against her side as she sat on her chariot with her legs stretched out and hanging off the edge of the seat's rim. Things could never move fast enough to match that frantic beating for action in her mechanical heart. Designed and built for bloody competition.
The cry to 'start your engines!' is heard, and Rema jumped into position. Her hands gripped the reigns of Castor and Pollux who reared up their steel limbs and neighed out war cries that sounded like distorted roars of a bear through a subwoofer instead of a horse. They stomped the ground and left craters from the impact, just as merciless as their master. Jet blue flames shot out from the back of the chariot as the specialized engine roared to life. Black plumes of smoke shout out through the tall exhaust. A entire industry of war rolled up into one vehicle.
At the sight of green, Rema would crack the reigns of her steed and with o further orders needed those war beasts galloped into a incredible sprint. Dirt would fly into the air as the wheels of the chariot carved a path with breakneck speed, quickly pacing over 100 mph in the first 30 seconds of riding alone and nearing 300. An incredible display for such a antiquated ride.
However, not fast enough it seemed. Skull Rider emerged in the lead immediately, leaving behind a trail of spiky mines. Rema hated this time of foul play. Where was the honor in relying on gadgets to destroy your enemies!?
"Coward!" Rema barked at the leader. She'd hunker down and brace for impact. The chariot of war needed no fancy maneuvers, shields or even evasive. It was a tank built of steel and bolts. Those spike mines would shake the chariot around with their explosions, the entire chariot and horses pulling it disappearing in clouds of smoke. Debris from the explosions scattered everywhere. The infernal machines are not effected in the slightest by the shrapnel, not even staggered in their step. They merely pick up speed as Rema laughed with a shine of mania in her purple eyes.
"That's not enough to stop me! Weakling!"
She reached into a side compartment to pull a electrically powered javelin, bursting with shocking energy at the barbed tip.
Picking herself up after all the excitement earlier, Princess Riku Fuse had changed greatly over her small stay at the hostel between the worlds. She felt refreshed and rejuvenated, the wounds of her previous adventure had been scabbed over and healed. Eloping with her Serei had taught her many things about how the Tower and the strange forces inside of it behaved. It was full of indifferent, malevolent spirits that would just as soon help you as they would harm you. At least now she had gotten something from it, though not immediately useful. A bushy wolf tail now hangs up from her backside, bushy ears fit snugly in the corners of her hair. Short and small but sharp fangs now protrude from either side of her teeth. The princess wolf.
Just as she's starting to get a grip on her new surroundings, it's time again to enter a new floor. This one much more threatening than Victorie's mansion. A dark lagoon that is flooded with mysterious water that seemed dangerous to touch, let alone swim through. At any moment it seemed something would lunge out from those depths and drag you underneath to a watery grave. A terrifying thought, but Riku pressed on with her usual determination.
Though this would prove to be a mistake very quickly. Her boot expected to land on a surface, but it cut through air instead. The princess quickly shot her arms out at her sides to try and steady herself, but she had already lost her balance. With a desperate cry the girl twisted her body to try and grab the ledge as she fell but her fingers too would catch only air. She fell feet first into the pitch black pit. Instead of screaming for dear life, she's deeply frustrated she's already going to die again in a much more embarrassing way. Just when she got the cool wolf appendages too...would they carry over in her next body?
The fall isn't as long as she guessed. Her butt came into contact with something hard and fleshy, breaking her fall and making a splash in lagoon water. Surprised eyes and a yelp are the princess's response to this new information, and a quick rub to that sore bottom. She landed on something soft at least with no broken bones. Feeling around what she fell on however, she realized quick she fell on something alive.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" She'd leap off immediately, standing in knee deep lagoon water and splashing it everywhere with her quick movements. She'd search frantically for the person she fell on, pulling up their body to the surface. From the depths the form of a boy is dragged up. The same boy she had seen glimpses of throughout her adventures in the travel. The boy was Thomas, someone she had never got the chance to meet.
"Are you alright!?" She asked her companion with worry in her voice.
After having punted another camera drone far into the sky, Rema felt she had made her message very clear to being harrassed by those hovering tin cans. She then realized she could do some poses and flex her muscles, which she eagerly began to do for the survivors. She had to make sure a proper image of beauty and power is presented to her upcoming fans.
Though, she could not waste time. The race was starting and she would not suffer being the last to the track. Following Lydia's example, she's arrived next to her with her war machine Belladonna with it's monstrous steeds. Castor and Pollux snort fire and brimstone with hot red fiery orbs in place of eyes. Their metal hooves dig up the track underneath and stomp through the material. They are hungry and thirsty for fame and blood and are not picky in what order it came in.
"Easy, easy boys. There's going to be plenty of fresh meat here. With their cute little star cruisers built for maximum comfort instead of victory." Rema would cast a smug smirk over at Warpstar, eager to make some new rivals already. She'd climb aboard the side of her chariot, checking the dashboard and making sure all of Belladona's systems were fully operational.
A small green amulet that was held over her neck held a gold medallion with an eagle imprinted on it. She'd pull the medallion from her neck and give it a kiss, whispering a battle prayer before putting it back into it's place.
"I will honor you all, as I promised. This triumph will be dedicated to you..."
Montag's lucky break continued as he dived into the workstation, finding it nearly empty. The staff were busy with the nearly ruined party and were working overtime to accompany the numerous guests that they were not prepared for. With all the shuffling around of human bodies, shouted orders over hot ovens and steaming food trays. Montag was nearly bumped into by several frantic passerby's. Montag's plan of blending in worked as he passed through the rooms. Guards would flank doors, and a pair were stationed near the staircase to prevent any entry. The second upstairs floor of Meropis is clearly off limits. Last obstacle before Montag managed to get to Marie, hopefully.
There is a poke on Montag's shoulder from behind, he's been spotted. "Hey, you look a little lost there. Any reason you're taking a steak to the laundry room?" A woman's voice came from behind, playful but with a threatening undertone to it.
The room Montag is pointed toward is indeed the laundry room, stashed away between the second kitchen and a broom closet. The staircase on the opposite side of them, so close but so far away. The grassy yard lay behind a door, no sign of anyone in sight but coated men with large hats like they were trying to hide in plain sight. They remind Montag of the mysterious man from earlier.
Cat like green eyes observe Montag up and down, a practiced but tense smile stretched over the woman's face. Like Montag, she stuck out and didn't seem to belong despite being dressed as a waitress. Her nametag said her name is Carol. Although she appeared attractive and charming, a sense of unease filled the air. She'd be the type of woman to hold a weapon behind her back.
"Care to explain what you're doing here? You trying to sneak around, look for jewels? Perhaps the mayor would like to hear about that, huh?" Her right hand twitched at her side with dangerous anxiety. The young woman continued to leer at Montag, getting closer and demanding his full attention. On the back of her neck is a small snake tattoo, the snake is coiled around the hilt of a small dagger, letting out a hiss.
Did she know something about their mission?
"Well of course my words are true! What you think I want beaten up homeless people on the front cover of the morning paper? I can kiss my reelection goodbye!" Thomas would speak loudly even though he's right in front of Abigail, by habit. Already the police are dispersing, being replaced instead by an attachment of waiters Thomas had summoned over. One police officer lingers, his eyes boring into the back of Abigail's skull. Thomas did not acknowledge it.
Once he had Abigail accompanying him, he's quick to move back to the front of the black iron gates of the Meropis. He is always looking around, conscious of the people around him, always weary of his image. Now that the two are properly pulled aside, Thomas can pull his mask off for a moment.
"Look little lady. Did Bob send ya? Be honest here. I know he's been gunning for the mayorship for decades but this has got to be the lowest trick he's ever pulled. Or are ya with the socialists? Communists? Ah they're all the same thing." A hint of weariness wore down his normal upbeat tone. He had many enemies.
He clapped his hands together, as if to shock himself and Abigail awake. "So what, you want a donation to your parish or something? How much? I don't really appreciate being extorted but I gotta say I've seen some slimy shit in the political world but this has got to be one of the best tricks in the book! Dredging up every junkie and deadbeat out onto a man's lawn, about to start a riot! Wow! I would've done it myself if I thought I could get away with it..." His arms moved about, emphasizing his every word. His eyes are wired and full of energy, it's easy to mistake him for being on drugs if it wasn't obviously pure adrenaline.
Even in this 'private' moment there is a horde of people begging for the politician's attention, lingering in the background and waiting with anticipation for Tom to end his talks with the priest so they may pester him for their own pet projects. Everything was in flux here, relationships constantly adapting and moving to the needs of the crowds. It is hard to say if Thomas is taking advantage of them or being taken advantage of himself in this situation.
"I don't have a lot of time. Alright? So just, tell me where to send the donation and just who the hell sent ya alright? And we'll keep this all to ourselves and we'll never have to deal with each other again. Priests and politicians are like oil and water."
Naturally Riku made an overture of asserting herself over her Serei, and Lola responded to this with all the concern it was due; Not a wink. With a put upon sigh she planted a hand on Riku's head and ruffled it, distracting from the swelling oration so she could better force a swig of beer down the princess' lips.
"Sheesh, you're really used to people listening to you. Think I'll have to call you Puppy on account of all the barking for attention, but that's okay, I'm used to siring litters and looking after them." Setting aside the beer she pulled the princess against her chest, an implacable strength to her limbs rendering any struggle moot.
"First off, I've been napping, so this Ami person? I don't know 'em. I'm not gonna just go off and pummel someone I don't know. So settle down and relax a little or I'll put you to bed for a nappy"
“Hey! I am talking to-ghhf!” Riku’s authority came crumbling down as Lola petted her head and had her reminded of just how disadvantaged she was by this powerful new companion. The smother that could maybe resemble a hug further humiliated the princess.
“N-now enough of this! I drew the card! I can...I can throw you back in there! However this works!” Riku attempted to pull herself free of that canine’s grip, but her strength came up to little in comparison to Lola’s.
“Ami is a warrior. A bloody one. She has a sword. She seemed to be like a berserker. Blonde hair, wore a lot of black. Her weapon had strange markings on it, like it was alive and breathing somehow. Anyways, yeah! I need your assistance to defeat her!.”
Riku managed to separate herself from Lola, hopping from her stool and dusting herself off from any fur.
“It’s very important. This tower is full of dangerous people, so I need a worthy ally in this journey. So far you appear more like a dog, than any sort of ally!” The princess had expected a great warrior, not the woman who seemed more interested in teasing Riku than anything else. The princess had her feats and failings, but she could not tolerate her pride being tarnished!
Letting the puppy princess squirm free, the wolf woman watched her rant with an indulgent smirk as she gulped her beer without a care. The hostility was clear and Lola wasn't really opposed to going and seeing this Ami person, frankly she sounded rather fun to Lola, but first she needed to set her summoner straight.
"Now now, no need to go making threats you can't fulfill. We can all be friends here, and now that I'm at your side, those dangerous people won't be a bother to you. Settle down and let's go chit chat in our room."
Sliding from the stool with a wink to the bar tender she didn't hesitate to throw Riku over her shoulder and marched up the stairs, idly questioning which one was Riku or if she should just start knocking for an unused one. Ultimately finding the appropriate room, she marched inside and dropped the princess onto her bed.
"Now are you going to be reasonable or do I need to start laying down the law?"
Riku is off in her head, thoughts of revenge and thoughts of how best to use her other cards are flying through her pretty head. Her consciousness is flung around with all her thoughts scrambled around as she’s yanked by the waist and slung over a big dog’s shoulder.She's right about to speak again before Lola had made her move.
“Let go of me! This is no way to treat a princess! I’m serious! I’ve been embarrassed enough already!” Her voice went into a high pitch, almost a squeak as she desperately tried to recapture whatever little dignity she could muster. Thankfully she didn’t have to endure this for long, being pulled into a bedroom and thrown onto a bed with a pomf.
Riku eyed around the room, realizing she was now in intimate quarters with this newcomer. She’d clear her throat and pull herself up to sit on her rear, glaring at Lola.
“Just who do you think you are? Why are you acting like you have a mind of your own? I summoned you! That makes me your commander!” She insisted, running with her assumptions on how the card arrangements worked in the tower.
"Hmm, no. When we listen to you, when we give you power? It's cause we like you, or you amuse us. If you wanted to take our powers by force, you'd need to hit a just a little bit harder then i can, princess."
Lola stressed the word, a hungry glint in her eye hearing that her summoner was some form of royalty. Such a pompous origin for a pompous girl, Lola thought with a lick of her lips. Ripe for conquest if she kept pushing it.
"I'm the Serei you didn't realize you could have summoned this entire time, and everytime you struggled, it was because you couldn't even lift the biggest sword in your arsenal." The wolf snorteed, stomping a foot down on the bed between Riku's spread legs, boot grinding in the bedsheets a hairsbreadth from the girl herself while she loomed over her. "I want to be friends, but I won't hesitate to remind you Serei have our own minds. Got that, Puppy?"
Riku began to understand the nature of their relationship, perhaps too late after she’s opened her big mouth. That glint in the wolf’s eye made the girl think twice, the lick across the lips...was she implying what the princess thought she was?
The boot stomp sent Riku up into the air only an inch, quickly falling back. The force spoke for itself, and the further grinding down brought images to Riku’s head that she would rather not entertain.
“Now. Er. Maybe we got off on the wrong foot here. I was just, misguided and under the wrong impression y’know? The people who hand out these cards don’t tell you all the rules after all.” Riku pulled her legs up against her chest, hugging around them with her arms to give a more innocuous appearance.
“I’m just a princess from a far away land, it really doesn’t matter much in a place like this. I was trying to figure out what was going on with Victorie’s mansion earlier, but it seems everything has changed again. I want to well...not die anymore, alright? Can you at least protect me, help me in battle? Um...do you want what...money or something? I wouldn’t know what you want, honestly.”
Riku had another idea of what Lola might want, but didn’t want to voice it.
There was a wag in Lola's tail as the princess seemed to gain some notion of the situation she was in, withdrawing upon herself and looking away as a dog would to show their submission to an alpha. It didn't make Lola back off in the least, but her expression did sweeten as she reached out to rub a lock of hair between her fingers, playing Riku without a care.
"Die anymore? Huh, I didn't think that was so common an occurence. Guess it's not as pleasant as I have it, though. Maybe I should ask Indra to be nicer to you. I could do quite a lot for you, keep you safe from just about anything..."
Her nail pressed to Riku's chin, tilting her upwards to meet Lola's now smoldering gaze. Her belt was close to Riku's face, an overpowering aroma wafting from behind it. "But I need more then your money. I need your body, and in exhcange, I'll move heaven and earth to keep you alive. In fact, I can even make you harder to kill, a little like me~"
The touch to her black locks made her focus on Lola's hand, but tellingly she did not move out of reach. Instead she'd calmly watch the wolf as she moved closer and closer. Lola is face to face, an imposing body with a sensual voice that kept the princess's attention locked onto her and hanging on her every word.
"My body..." Riku took a breath after repeating, breaking eye contact. She had never suspected this when she first summoned Lola, but the intent had been written in the wolf's actions since the beginning.
"Say I agree to this. Then...what happens? How are you going to make me harder to kill?" The princess would not be fooled, but she would not deny the offer either.
"Yes, your body. Funny thing is, I've fucked chieftains, goddesses, demons, and eldritch horrors, but I've yet to lay claim to a princess. So you'll be helping me complete a set as it were, and in turn, I'll share just a tiny bit of my power with you on a permanent basis." She said, lips curling back to reveal sharp teeth meant for rending meat from bone.
"After all, humans just can't compare to the strength of a wolf." A strength she demonstrated pushing the princess back against the mattress while stepping up to stand over Riku. "So turn around and show me your ass. Give it a nice wiggle and I'll consider keeping the biting to a minimum. Make me do all the work and I'll just have to chew a bit more thoroughly."
"I'd rather not just become another mark for your tally." Riku grumbled, not liking being lined up like the rest. Those sharp teeth catch her eye immediately, and she can't help but imagine her neck and skin being underneath them, nibbled on. The thought is exciting.
"I think humans are more capable than you portray them as." The princess felt her packaged up scythe, ready to be unsheathed at a moment's notice. Though still she hesitated, pushed back by Lola now instead. She bit her lip, her cheeks began to match her cloak.
"Show my backside? What!? Just...who do you think you are? That's not how you ask someone for lovemaking." Riku protested in a grumpy tone. "I don't have to do this, you know. I can go and talk to Victorie or someone who knows what they're doing around here to get a different card! How's that!" Again, she attempted to regain some authority in a situation where it was increasingly slipping away.
"Humans are fine enough, but give everything else the ability to use tools and suddenly they lag behind. I'm saying you can have the best of both worlds, unless you want to go even farther, though you seem like the type to not handle going full Hellhound very well." Lola remarked offhandedly, shrugging out of her jacket to leave her in nothing but a strained top exposing a generous amount of underboob.
Her tail displayed an alarming degree of dexterity as it came around, somehow managing to tug loose her belt, it's massive metal buckle dragging it down beside them to leave her in little more then micro shorts. "Now roll over so I can 'make love to you' till you whine for me to mark your body and soul. Come on, I never leave a lady unsatisfied."
"Best of both worlds..." Riku would repeat, the phrase andd the way it was said madde it seem inviting. Going farther...was sex just how these beings exchanged power with one another? Well, there was only going to be one way to truly find out.
"Alright...okay. Ugh. Just...please don't tell anyone I fear my reputation here has been ruined enough. It's not you. It's well, a very long story." With her decision made, the princess would pull up on the bed and begin disrobing her clothes. First to come off is her cloak, and the straps on her corset are soon to follow. She had seen how Lola did it, how she made sure to expose her nice chest and reveal more and more of what she had like taking layers off of a present. Riku wished she could look so confident so seamlessly. Instead she felt shy, and would take her top off over her head, pulling onto the floor. Her chest now bare except for a black bra that wound tightly across her chest. Her boots are next, falling to the ground with a thump and socks off too.
"I did not mean to be rude." The insecure girl said, looking at Lola directly again. "I truly apologize if you felt I was being dismissive of you. The honest truth is well, I have zero idea what I'm doing."
The intimate room and sweet words of Lola seemed to relax her nerves finally. For once she forgot about her loss to Ami.
"Don't fret, Puppy. I don't take it personal. Cornered animals...well, they tend to get vicious. It's a good trait, but it's better to know when to give in and enjoy a good thing." The vicious edge to Lola softened as settled on her knees, face pressed to her puppy's lithe stomach. She wet it with soft kisses while her hands ran along the princess' hips, steadying her as Lola tasted what was now on offer.
"I won't tell anyone about this, heck, I won't even tease you in public as long as you temper that pride. I can already feel the power inside you, so don't act defensive when you have nothing to prove. Especially not now~" She huskily intoned, tongue trailing between the valley of the princess' breasts, savoring the sweat stuck to her skin beneath the tight corset.
"Would you stop calling me puppy..." The princess gave a weak protest while those kisses were planted onto her. She' fall down underneath Lola's weight, feeling an urge to giggle at times as soft lips ran over with a wolf tongue across sensitive skin. Riku would peel down her leggings in the meanwhile, exposing black lingerie that seat nicely between vanilla white hips.
"Maybe you're the puppy here, the way you are licking me." Riku pressed her chest further into Lola's tongue, pushing up off the bed to pull her into a hug. The girl would lean in onto her neck to immerse herself in that inviting scent the wolf had, feeling the bits of fur on Lola's head with a curious hand.
"I still have a lot to prove to everyone. Including you. I have a lot of people who want me to fail, and who want me to succeed. I can't let them down." "And you won't let them down, even if you're a puppy." Lola replied, worming upwards through Riku's grasp to plant her lips to the princess' neck. She wanted it red and vibrant, pulsing with life and lathered with Lola's essence. A hand pressed into the small of Riku's back and pushed them together, letting them grind together while the other cradled Riku's head. Tilting it back so the wolf's tongue could streak from the base of her throat to the tip of her chin.
"Mmm, tasty. I can get used to this." She murmured, using the grinding to pull her tip upwards and let bare breasts rake against the diminutive girl's own. The temperature was already skyrocketing between them, Lola's body heat abnormally intense and rising even higher the more they remained in contact. A wonder then she wore all that leather.
"So, ready to give yourself to me~?"
Lola got what she wanted as the princess's neck took on a brighter hue from her soft lip work. The princess would look away and blush, the two pulled together with the bigger wolf leading the way. Some shocked moans and hums came from the relaxed princess, signaling that arousal was leaking through the cracks of Riku's insecurity.
"Tasty?" Briefly the possibility Lola ate humans crossed her mind, but is quickly kicked aside when those bare breasts come out to play. Riku cannot help herself and already had a hand lifted and cupped onto Lola's right breast, giving it a hard squeeze. She's astonished by the girl's voluptuous body.
"I don't know. Should I? Am I going to regret this later?" A nervous princess liked to be lead and told what to do by domineering personalities. Her lips would purse and she'd lean forward, face to face with her lips poised to kiss at Lola's neck and head.
"You do have a real charm in the way you move, you know."
Not that Lola couldn't eat people, but where was the fun in that? She was a hedonist, not a cannibal. That said, teasing the princess with a toothy smirk and lack of confirmation was more fun then a straight answer.
Snickering to herself that Riku seemed comfortable enough to venture out and explore her Serei's body, she leaned into the explorative touches, letting the fullness of her figure swell and expand past the confines of such limited hands with which to grasp them. "The way I see it, you have to maintain your pride in public. But in here, you can let your hair down and let me rule the roost in your stead. Think of it like....a vacation. From responsibility~"
In what might be a considered a shock to normal people, Lola's tail moved of it's own volition, the tip of her bushy extremity opening and a tongue trailing on the inside of Riku's leg. A maw opening from he tip. lapping and nuzzling their puppy's thighs. Using it as a distraction Lola subverted Riku's attempt to reciprocate and buried her face into her neck, aggressively suckling the hammering pulse point where blood ran red and hot so close to the surface.
"I'm always in charge...I swear it..." The princess grumbled as she began to submit herself over to this delightfully devious wolf. Her promises of fun are just too compelling to ignore, and the smell and heat were deeply intoxicating.
At least Riku would shut up Lola with a sudden pounce on her lips with the princess's own, snapping them up in a tight smooch where Riku's red tongue would poke inside to lick across the wolf's. Her arms are now wrapped across the Serei's torso, hands trailing down her back as their chests meet in the center. Humorously Riku's chest is dwarfed by Lola's.
In this position Riku can't see the tail opening up it's own tongue, streaking a mark of drool across her thigh. The girl made a surprised groan in Lola's mouth, which let her break away a moment to kiss and assault the princess's neck with many kisses and suckles. A squeaky 'ah!' burst out of Riku's mouth, and she quickly fell backward for Lola to pounce onto.
"You...you will speak of no one to this...especially Victorie or Ami...or Kanbaru...definitely not Kanbaru!"
The serei blinked, looking at Riku curiously as the princess was too dazed to try and kiss again. "Why would I tell Kanbaru? We're kinda enemies, silly."
Running her tongue across the princess' lip in a cheeky fashion as she brushed off such petty matters, her powerful hands pried loose the hug holding them together and flipped Riku beneath her. With her breasts now mashed to Riku's back, the Serei slipped a flaming hot hand beneath her summoner, wedging it between flesh and mattress as it brushing fertile lower lips in a teasing fashion.
"You might want to bite a pillow if you don't want anyone hearing us. I could sound proof the room, but there's just no fun without the possibility of discovery~" Her breath came hot and wet against Riku's neck, her teeth pinpricks to the flesh in preparation for a mighty bite.
Another ah! of surprise as the girl is flipped like a burger patty, with a very horny wolf mushed on top of her. Immediately her mind went to some pretty dirty places of what this Lola woman was capable of with the princess underneath her.
Riku's neck is thoroughly wet all over now, but the skin remained sensitive. Each new bite or kiss would make the princess's fingers and toes curl, her eyes shut, and a bite on her lips to keep embarrassing noises from bursting out. Sometimes yet, those noises would emerge anyways, much to her frustration.
The thought of being discovered in this position is a thrilling nightmare. It made Riku's heart skip a beat and feel an urge to scream. Her reputation among her new peers would be ruined, but yet excitement lingered. They could still get away with it, and have all sorts of naughty fun. As asked to, Riku leaned her head to face into the pillow, biting the surface hard to fill up her mouth. It's quickly coated in her puppy drool.
"Jjhhs hhhry hhppf..." The princess couldn't take more teasing in this very risky business. She'd make sure her head is lifted to keep her neck exposed. Her ass bumps Lola's waist as it raised into the air to say hello, covered in tight black leather.
It would have been easy to snap down and meet Riku's expectations, yet Lola needed to make certain her puppy Princess didn't get complacent. Her fingers spiked in temperature, glowing beneath before spearing through the tight back leather and spreading the walls of Riku's pussy with a disregard for any further teasing. Lola wanted her open, so she made her open with only teasing for a warm up.
The lack of any barrier had the wolf Serei smirking, knowing now Riku was far from pure. Both a shame and a boon, as Lola rather liked despoiling the pure ones, but experience was a blessing all its own. One she reveled in as her digits hooked inside Riku and pulled, jolting her whole body sharply against Lola's teeth till she sank deep.
Pain and pleasure meeting in a crash of flesh and teeth, all occurring beneath the broiling body of Lola who reveled in the slightest noise coming from her meal.
There is a loud yippy yell as Riku discovers through exposure that Lola is carrying weapons of deadly precision, her fingers. She can't even make sense of it as the physical stimulus overwhelms her, causing her to cry and moan and buck like an agitated horse as Lola marked her target and claimed what she wanted. Riku buckled and fell under the pressure, having to be kept aloft by Lola's body. She is screaming and crying into that pillow.
A lot of secrets were revealed here, most notably is Riku isn't as virginal as she liked to appear, giving Lola the ability to push further and further. The princess's fists are clenched tight as she bit the pillow and endured this painful and pleasurable sex, her back arching with every horny probe from the horniest wolf.
Riku vowed to learn just how the hell she was doing that...and why did it feel so good...
Naturally a bite wasn't just a bite from Lola, Riku's acceptance and her own conquest of the princess ensured the Serei left a lasting mark on her summoner. To Riku's benefit it was a purely pleasurable process, fluffy triangles springing from her hair and a thin tail elongating from her rear, trying to wag yet pinned between their bodies. It would feel like stretching out an arm after sleeping on it in your sleep, the state of having them more natural then not possessing them.
"Now you really are my puppy~" She crowed, licking the red from her lips and nibbling the newly formed ears as her fingers pumped and thrashed within the despoiled princess. Churning her loins to make sweet honey. "Bark and whine for me. Come on, just a few cute 'Wan wans'~!"
Pink lower lips would leak out pleasure liquids as a sign of Lola's impending triumph. The princess's delicate flower is inflamed and hungry for more probing, her hips jerking up and wanting to swallow those fingers hold. Riku is barely conscious of the changes happening to her body, only feeling the steady rhythm of lovemaking. Her mouth clutched tightly onto the fabric as her eyes remain shut, leaking tears of pained pleasure. The command to bark and whine made her blood run cold, her heart jumped again. It was so demeaning, it was so hot.
"Hhrf, hrhff!" Riku yipped into her pillow as she's further pushed into it, her ass even shaking from side to side to mimic the wag of a dog. Which now, with her tail's growth was becoming more real than just an eager tease.
The relief of the pillow was pulled from Riku, a hand on her chin making her look straight ahead where a transparent formed. It solidified into a mirror sheen, reflecting not just the perky ears but the princess' lust wrought visage panting in wanton lust.
"Good, puppy, good. Keep whining for your Queen. Every Princess needs a Queen to lead them by the hand and raise them up right. So cum and whine till you can't spill a drop more~" Lola demanded, a growl rumbling in her throat and her eyes darkened into pitch black pools of malice. "Do it."
The bitemarks on the pillow were fresh with wet drool and indentions from where the grip of Riku's teeth had nearly torn the fabric. The exhausted little puppy is whining and wriggling to Lola's commands, already feeling herself about to burst. Lola's reward is wetness splashing down her fingers and leaking down Riku's white thighs, her royal release pooling beneath her bottom in a puddle, a stain on the bed. Just as she had been ordered to.
The princess could not have asked for more, an eager dom that just loved tearing her down and making the royal princess do as she was told. This Serei card was no doubt specifically chosen for her.
Lola pulled her fingers free of the princess' and plopped them into Riku's open lips, expecting her to lick them clean while learning to savor her own flavors. She rubbed the puppy's chin to keep her eyes on the mirror while Lola nuzzled her neck, lapping at the wound that rapidly closed without a blemish to be seen.
"We're going to have a lot of fun like this, so you best get used to using your tongue. I expect great things from my first puppy of the Tower pack."
Riku would flop the card around in her hands, staring it down. The princess is completely oblivious to the giant dog that appeared behind her.
"Gah~!" Riku yelped as she's yanked away into the stranger's lap with powerful strength. Lola announced herself loudly and proudly. The princess appeared to shrivel up and grow meeker as this girl's presence dominated over Riku's own. She'd tried to get a word in but Lola would talk over her anyway, her hand coming to rub across the princess's now blushing cheeks.
Finally her pride and backbone spurred her on to make a move, she wouldn't just sit here like some pitiful doll.
"Now wait just a moment! I've no idea what I've just done, but I know I must be in charge of you, correct? I have a certain girl I want to go and beat up. Her name is Ami, and I must restore my honor against her." The princess cut through the friendly banter, right now she only had one thing on her mind. Revenge!
"So we can drink and be merry after we properly punish her, how does that sound?" The princess would cross her arms, and her voice took on an bossy tone as she commanded what she perceived as her new servant around.
Rema Tiberius is preoccupied with some very last minute adjustments on Belladonna. She is hunched over with a sonic wrench to adjust some bolts and screws that constantly fell out of tightness if not constantly updated. It caused endless irritation to the easily riled gladiator as she resorted to kicking the hulking metal chariot when a screw refused to cooperate. The gladiator hadn't bothered to sign herself in yet, deciding that was the work of pencil pushers and born losers.
"Curse that manufacturer. All his kin too! How dare this infernal thing fail in the moment of my impending triumph!?" The gladiator cursed, right as a flying drone came from above to get a shot of the frustrated Rema. All that rage immediately latched onto that annoying buzzing machine. In the moment the drone appeared to mock Rema during her troubles. It's high speaking pitch and shrill cheerfulness immediately made it a target.
"Oh you hope to make a fool of me!?" The woman lunged out a hand to snatch that drone right from the air. Her hands would squeeze onto it with extreme pressure, causing the pitiful robot to be crushed into dozens of tiny bits and pieces. Rema would clean her hands of the oil residue left from the machine, suddenly feeling much better.
"This race is mine to win and mine alone! I will tolerate no competition, and deliver a swift and quick death to any that oppose me! Rema Invicta!" Rema would shout into the dying light of the drone's smashed camera, uncaring if it still recorded her rant or not. She'd then kick it far and wide across the stage and into the sky.
"A good sacrifice to Jupiter." With a smirk, Rema would hop up onto the seat of her war chariot. Her mechanical horses would rise up and kick their front hooves up in a excited manner, their nostrils flared and bodies itching to move. Flames shoot up from the sides of the chariot as the super powered engine revved up to life.
"Carpe diem, et permitte divis cetera." She'd whisper to herself, in a quick prayer.
With the return the inn, Riku had a moment to breathe after her near-death or well, death experience. She'd stand herself up and observe over her body like she had just regained control over it, Technically it was all still her, throughout her journey between life and death and back again, but the sensation of being alien in one's own body never quite left. Her eyes are distant and her movements are sluggish as she slumped up against a wall, holding her head in her hands to recollect herself.
She was shy of the gathered crowd before her in the inn, dying after all is so embarrassing. Moreso with the context of a battle being lost. She felt so foolish and frustrated, her decision to fight Ami seemed very foolish in hindsight. What had she been trying to prove, she was worthy? To herself she thought she proved the exact opposite.
Something glimmered in her pockets, a strange force calling her and pulling her away from her mental anguish. She'd parse through her satchel, and recover a card she'd been given when her journey in the Tower started. The Serei had a passionate glow, calling out to her non verbally through light ad a small ringing noise. Something lived inside that card, and wanted to seek the princess out.
Once the serei is pulled out and held in the princess's hands, energy began to leak out from it. It would connect to Riku's soul, intertangling itself into her divinity and using it to unleash it's true power. The card's name made itself known to her, Lola. It'd activate the magic inside.
After all of this, Princess Riku was really going to need a drink.