Chapter 13
Stacked and Jacked
A clear, vibrant day dawned on a large house in Magnolia. The building was two stories and was almost a mansion with Gothic architecture and a similar, spiked fence around the perimeter of the expansive property. A large cherry tree in the right side of the front yard offset the dark mien of the building behind it. A balcony was directly above the tree on the upper floor of the house and overlooked the whole yard next to the arcade of pointed archways that led to the large front doors. Several towers with pointed spires were constructed on the corners of the building like a cathedral, all had wrought iron designs on them. The black roof and dark stone walls shrouded the building in an air of gloom, though the inside was quite different. Marble floors lined just about every room and huge arching hallways connected them. Worn looking wooden doors closed off rooms and the building had a center courtyard filled with beautiful plants. In the master bedroom with the balcony, a huge, Elizabethan bed sat in the center of the room with dark draperies around the bed. Dark Oak wood made up the structure and dark colored goose down pillows with a matching comforter covered the top of the soft bed. Underneath the covers, lying his head upon one of the pillows, Zeke slept until the sunlight shined through one of the several diamond paned windows in his room and hit him in the eye. H-
"Dude, I'm stacked and jacked!"
What? Don't interrupt now, asshole!
"I'm just-"
Don't start. Let's just get back to it…
Zeke blinked as the sunlight shined through, he sat up and stretched his limbs. A few cracks accompanied the stretching of his arms and back as he stood up, slipping on a pair of slippers. A form moved under the sheets on the other side of the bed as Zeke moved and got up. "Hmm…? Zeeeeeeke…" a sultry voice moaned from under the covers. Zeke grinned as he turned and locked eyes with the heavenly woman lying in his bed. "Zeke… come back to bed…" she whined, an erogenous smile and look in her eyes as she bit her lip and slid the covers off of her sizeable chest a little. "Why should I? Hmm, Ur?" Zeke asked teasingly, a sly smile on his lips. Ur giggled and rolled onto her stomach, slithering her way over to Zeke's side and slipping her fingers into the waistband of his fleece sleeping trousers. "Because I want you to!" Ur cooed, tugging lightly on his pants. Zeke's grin widened, "Oh really? Well, I'm not just going to laze around all morning…" Zeke responded, walking his hand down Ur's arm with two fingers. He leaned down and whispered to Ur as she shivered at his fingers running down her spine. "You'll have to make me." Zeke whispered, his fingers stopped just short of Ur's butt, tracing just the edge of the curve. Ur giggled and grabbed Zeke's other arm and gripped the waistband of his pants. "Fine!" Ur exclaimed and rolled over, pulling Zeke with her and making him land on the bed with her. Both laughed a bit as they rolled to the center of the bed. Zeke ended up on his hands and knees above Ur as she snaked her arms around his neck and put a leg around his waist. "I like your choice of lingerie…" Zeke mumbled, moving a finger onto Ur's shoulder and traced the strap of her bra down near her breast and stopped. "I like it… I think red suits me." Ur whispered, winking at Zeke. She wore red lingerie that left very little to be imagined. The bra was a separate unit of its own, but her dark stockings and matching panties were connected. Zeke eyed her up and down with a predatory look. "It does… but I suspect that you'll look even better without anything on…" Zeke whispered in a deep, husky tone. He tugged on Ur's bra strap and she let go of his neck to reach behind her back. Before Ur could unhook her bra, a sudden knock came at the door that was placed a good distance from the bed. The door creaked open and Hailey poked her head in. "Hey Zeke, Ur! I'm… hungry… uh…" Hailey trailed off in her sentence as she saw the position that Zeke and Ur were in. She stood dumbfounded in her pink silk pajamas and moccasins. "Oh, alright. I'll head downstairs with you." Zeke said, climbing off of the bed. "Ur dear, you may want to put a robe on before coming down." Zeke called and led Hailey out of the room, closing the door with a creaking click. "Ugh, every single time I try to have sex with him, something, or someone interrupts us!" Ur exclaimed in frustration, climbing off of the bed in her underwear and grabbing a blue robe off of the nightstand next to the bed. "Last night, he fell asleep before I could do anything. He moves us into this huge place and there isn't a single area I've been able to seduce him in…" Ur complained a bit more and eventually left the room.
"So, uh… did I interrupt something?" Hailey wondered as she walked down the hall with Zeke. "Hmm? Oh, well… I wouldn't worry about it." Zeke answered with a smile, patting Hailey's head as they descended a large, curved staircase. The marbled stairs were wide and had black iron railings, Hailey held Zeke's hand as she walked down with him. "You always hold my hand on the stairs, do they make you anxious?" Zeke asked, noticing the grip on his hand. "Yes… I keep thinking I'll slip and fall, or just fall. You're a good anchor." Hailey answered, squeezing Zeke's hand. He chuckled a bit, "Alright. Well, anytime you feel anxious, scared, or even a little down, grab ahold of my hand." Zeke told her, ruffling her hair as they reached the bottom. "Thanks Zeke… you really are a big brother." Hailey said, smiling up at the one eyed man. "I was the only kid around with Hellvinard so I really didn't get to have a little sister. I'm glad I do though." Zeke said, hugging the girl to his side as they walked down one of the massive hallways. "Good morrow Lord Zeke, Lady Hailey." A man dressed in a butler uniform in the forum hall of the house greeted Zeke and Hailey as they entered the huge room by the front door. His voice was accented with a proper, aristocratic tone. He was an older man with a thin mustache and pointed goatee, his jet black hair was slicked back and had a prominent widow's peak. He wore round spectacles on his face as well. "Morning Geoffrey, I thought I said you didn't have to stay here?" Zeke asked, stopping next to the butler. "You did milord, but I wished to stay. You did Lord Reginald and I a great deed before he passed and I now wish to serve you and your companions." Geoffrey explained with a slight smile. Zeke nodded a bit, he understood the man's conviction. Reginald Adrenal was the previous owner of the mansion Zeke now stood in. Before Reginald's death, Zeke set out to find the man's lost legacy. His son. Zeke found that Drake Adrenal, Reginald's son, was dead. A sad end to a great quest that Zeke completed in a few days after defeating Laxus during the Fantasia Festival. Reginald was quite pleased with Zeke, no one else wanted to help an old bureaucrat find his son since many believed the man had swindled them of millions of Jewels. For being the eccentric Zeke was, he was rewarded Reginald's mansion that was paid off completely. And since the city owed Reginald's family millions of Jewels for saving the government many an occasion from shutdown, Zeke had not a lick of taxes to pay. Quite the convenient setup. "Drake was not my son, but I raised the boy alongside Lord Reginald. He was as much my son as he was Lord Reginald's. So, I ask this of you Lord Zeke, will you let me pay my respects in servitude to you and your companions?" Geoffrey asked, bowing to Zeke. Hailey looked between Zeke and Geoffrey. "If that's what you feel compelled to do." Zeke answered with a fond smile. Geoffrey stood up with a smile. "Thank you, Lord Zeke. I've served a great man for a good portion of my life, now I get to serve another." Geoffrey said, bowing a bit again. When he stood, he noticed Zeke's hand sticking out to him. "Welcome to the team Geoffrey. Everyone in Team Deathtrap is his own man and her own woman. Glad to have you." Zeke said with a wide grin. Geoffrey nodded and shook Zeke's hand. "I do not require payment, Lord Zeke. I only ask that I may be able to retain my quarters in the mansion." Geoffrey stated. "Of course. Though, you're still going to receive some money. I'm putting you in charge of this place. Think you can handle that?" Zeke asked, his red eye meeting Geoffrey's dark colored ones. "Yes of course, Lord Zeke. You have my word. Now then, let my first task be to prepare breakfast. Please follow me to the dining quarters." Geoffrey said, gesturing down the adjacent hall from where Zeke and Hailey came from.
Zeke and Hailey followed Geoffrey down the hallway, Geoffrey's heels clicked on the marble tiled floor. "So… does this mean he's our butler or something?" Hailey asked, looking up at Zeke curiously. "He's our friend, and a butler. So, yeah, technically." Zeke responded, scratching his head a bit. They followed Geoffrey through the ballroom. The room was extremely expansive, taking up both floors of the mansion with balconies around the walls where the second floor would be. Tall windows separated by rounded pillars lined the walls and stretched until the balconies where other windows and pillars continued. A stage was set up with a raised dance floor in front of it. Round tables were set up all around the room with cozy chairs sitting next to them, a raised platform with a huge table marked the area where the owner would sit with his family and friends. "Wow… this is a beautiful ballroom… Mister, can you play that piano!?" Hailey exclaimed, pointing to the grand piano that sat on the stage. "I can. If you'd like Lady Hailey, I can play a song after breakfast." Geoffrey offered, looking over his shoulder at the girl who continued to hold Zeke's hand. "Yes please! I love pianos!" Hailey exclaimed, giddy with excitement. "You may also call me Geoffrey, Lady Hailey." Geoffrey said, leading the pair into a large dining room with a very long table. "Can I call you Geoff?" Hailey asked, looking around the room a bit. "Of course." Geoffrey answered, pulling a chair out for her. "Oh, thank you!" Hailey said, hopping into the chair and letting go of Zeke who sat down across from her. "You're welcome Lady Hailey," Geoffrey said as he pushed the chair in. "I've already instructed the maids to prepare a breakfast, it shall be ready momentarily." Geoffrey explained, turning to retrieve something from a near-by table. "Hold up, maids? I thought you were the only servant left here?" Zeke questioned, leaning back in his chair. "I may have told a lie, milord. Lord Reginald had instructed his entire staff to continue living and operating in the mansion in his will. Before he died, he gathered me and the others around his deathbed and told us to aid you and your companions to the best of our abilities. We felt compelled to do so because he regretted not being able to help you more himself for bringing him so much happiness and settled his unrest for his son. You seem to be unaware of how much gratitude Lord Reginald had for your deed." Geoffrey explained. Zeke stared at him in awe. "Damn old man… I told him I didn't deserve this." Zeke sighed, palming his face a bit. "Lord Reginald regarded you highly, milord. He was quite fond of his best friend." Geoffrey said, going to retrieve the tea set that he had originally set after. "Um, Zeke?" Hailey wondered, a confused look on her face as she glanced at him. "Reginald was my best friend way back. I assassinated people for him and hung out with him when no one else would. The balls he threw were all a glamor show and a way to seal assets and alliances while also pinpointing his competition. Politics are more than just two guys arguing over who should be governor." Zeke explained to Hailey, her confusion turned to shock. "You assassinated people!?" she exclaimed, taken aback by Zeke's statement. "Yeah… not the best part of my past…" Zeke sighed, closing his eye as memories flashed through his mind. Slain men, crying children, screaming wives. It all came back to him. His past, it was bloody, cursed, painful, and horrifying. With a shake of his head, Zeke pushed the memories out of his head. "Milord, your tea," Geoffrey said, setting a cup of tea on the table before Zeke. "How would you like it prepared?" Geoffrey asked, holding a plate with sugar cubes and a container of cream. "Huh? Oh, two sugars, light creamer." Zeke responded, coming out of his dark thoughts. 'Death… the word embodies me… Deathtrap isn't just a nickname…' he thought with a sigh. Zeke thanked Geoffrey and noticed Hailey was still eyeing him. "Zeke… is that the reason you're called Deathtrap? Because you… killed people?" Hailey questioned as Geoffrey poured her a cup of tea. Zeke stared at her before answering. It was like she read his mind. "Yeah. I was quite literally a deathtrap. If you found yourself facing me, you might as well have slit your own throat, I was that dangerous. Still am…" Zeke trailed off, raising his hand as fire appeared on it, and slowly, magma did as well. His magma, the power Hellvinard gifted him. Magma Dragon Slaying Magic. He never once used it to slay a man. To win fights, yes, but to burn or melt a man to death, no. Zeke never used his magic to kill anyone, if they were to die by his hand, he killed them with a blade or a bullet. 'Even in the direst situations I never once thought of using magic… not once.' He looked up from his thoughts to see Ur wandering into the room. "So this is where you two went." Ur said as she walked up to the table and sat down on Zeke's lap. She wore a robe like Zeke had suggested, a short, silk robe of a dark blue hue. Her figure was pronounced definitively under the thin cloth and Zeke could almost see her red undergarments. This sudden intrusion on his mind broke him from his past memories that he had drifted back to and brought him back to the present. The distracted look on his face vanished and was replaced with a smile. "Hey you, gimmie a smooch!" Zeke exclaimed, wrapping his arms around Ur and kissing her. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him, pulling the man flush against her. Zeke growled a bit when they parted and Ur bit his lip, pulling it and then letting go. "Gross…" Hailey muttered across the table. "Oh quiet you. You'll do the same thing with a guy when you find one." Ur said with a smirk, rubbing Zeke's face against her chest. "Lady Ur, tea?" Geoffrey asked, alerting Ur to the man's presence. "Oh, I didn't notice you! I'm sorry, what's your name?" Ur asked, tilting her head at the man. "I am Geoffrey Clydesdale. Once the head butler of House Adrenal. Now I serve House Hellvent." Geoffrey introduced with a bow whilst still holding the tea tray. "Huh…" Ur mumbled, looking to Zeke questioningly. "Long story…" Zeke sighed, waving her off and laying his head on her breast. "Okay, well… I would like some tea Geoffrey, thank you." Ur said with a quirky smile. "And how would you like your tea, Lady Ur?" Geoffrey asked, pouring the cup. "Plain is fine. Thank you. I could get used to this…" Ur mumbled, accepting the cup of tea. "Well, you will. He and the rest of Reggie's staff are here to stay." Zeke said with a grin, pointing to a nearby doorway. Through the doorway came a line of women in maid outfits, they surrounded the table and set it with expensive, fine china. Next came an extremely wide assortment of breakfast foods, including some the three never would have thought of having for breakfast. Everything from eggs of all varieties to tenderloin steak was placed on the table. "Enjoy, milord!" the maids exclaimed with smiles. "Damn. I am impressed. Certainly there will be some we can't eat. I want all of you to eat as well, either here or somewhere else. No objections, you're included as well Geoffrey." Zeke stated, the maids looked at him in shock. "Uh, we don't eat with the lord…" one of the maids started, she was cut off when Zeke banged a fist on the table. "I don't care. To blazes with the rules of aristocracy!" Zeke announced with a sparkle in his eye. The maids looked between each other with confusion. "It is the will of Sir Zeke, therefor it must be carried out. Go eat if you have not, ladies. You are dismissed." Geoffrey said, waving the maids off. They nodded feverishly and scurried out of the room, though a few stayed. "These older women usually eat before the lord wakes so that they may serve his needs during breakfast. Please allow them to conduct their work, milord." Geoffrey requested with a respectful bow. "Alright. I just don't want people doing things for us while pushing off their own needs." Zeke said with a stern tone. "Lord Reginald was the same way." Geoffrey stated with a fond smile. "You know, I hated it when he made me attend those balls… a creepy looking teenager missing an eye isn't something his guests appreciated." Zeke complained, amassing food on his plate. "You mean you were my age? How old are you?" Hailey asked, tilting her head so she could see around Zeke's food mountain. "I'm twenty four, how old did you think I was?" Zeke asked, doing the same so he could see Hailey. "Well, the narrator said you looked seventeen in the first chapter." Hailey said, making Zeke shake his head. "He's an idiot. I'm way older than that! Oh, also, fourth wall breaking comments are my thing, kid." Zeke told her and dug into his food like a stupid pig. "Okay, author. Calling me a pig is uncalled for." Zeke called, looking to the sky as if to find something. The buffoon, try as he may, found that whoever he was talking to did not care. "Alright, fine, be that way, asshole."
Do you want to fucking die? I will end this shit right now.
"Whoa, calm down. I'm sorry, alright?"
No, no it's not alright, you need to stop this.
"Well… I can't really stop my innate powers of fourth wall breaking."
Ugh, fine. Last time.
As Zeke ate his fill, he would bring his fork up to Ur and give her a bite every so often of his food even though she had her own. Ur did the same, but with her hand. She insisted on sliding her finger into Zeke's mouth as well, making him suck on it before she pulled it out. "You two are gross…" Hailey complained as she went to sip her tea. "Lady Hailey, if I may?" Geoffrey asked, holding a folded sheet of metal as he approached Hailey's chair. "Um, okay." Hailey said with a quirked eyebrow. Geoffrey unfolded the metal and placed it like a divider on the table, cutting off her view of Zeke and Ur. "Oh that's great!" Hailey exclaimed. The side that faced her had a mirror on it and she continued to eat happily. "Ha-ha! Noice." Zeke chuckled. He found the barrier amusing, obviously, and it was pointless to him. The girl would eventually be somewhat like the woman who sat in his lap. Somewhat. "Is that really necessary, Hailey?" Ur asked with a slight sigh. Shaking her head as Hailey replied from behind her barrier. "Yes. It is." Ur sighed again, but smiled nonetheless as she turned back toward Zeke. "So, what's the plan for today?" Ur wondered, she purposefully leaned her chest against Zeke's face. She made sure that he knew that she wanted him. "Nothing. Hopefully nothing. I just feel like taking a blissful day off." Zeke explained with a satisfied sigh. He rubbed his stomach and enjoyed the feeling of Ur's breast on his face. "Sounds good to me. I've got a good idea though…" Ur trailed off with a smirk. Zeke knew that smirk. Ur gave him that smirk when she wanted some alone time with him. Though they didn't really have it before now since Hailey was always near-by and they were busy on jobs. Zeke didn't even bother to say anything. His sensitive nose picked up the scent of Ur's arousal and he was immediately sliding an arm under her legs. "Please excuse us to our chambers for a while…" Zeke said with an unsettling smile. Hailey rose an eyebrow at him as he easily lifted Ur up as he stood. Geoffrey, however, did not cock a curious eyebrow at the pair. He only nodded with a slight smirk. The smirk of Men. The smirk a man gave another when he knew that the other was going to bed his woman. Or when he was going to go do something incredibly stupid. Depending on how one viewed the situation, the smirk could mean either of the two definitions. With an inhuman growl, Zeke darted out of the room with profound speed.
Ur laughed as Zeke tossed her on the bed and climbed on top. He loomed over her with a predatory gleam in his eye. An animalistic growl rumbled from his throat as he slowly pulled the tie of Ur's robe apart. She stared into his piercing red eye, the other was closed. The scar on it was jagged and dark, but between the lids Ur could see a bit of orange light glowing out of it. It was then she noticed Zeke's normal eye glowing a bit as well, turning an odd shade of blue-green. "Huh… that's odd." Ur said suddenly, studying the color change in Zeke's eye. "It's my inner dragon… some Dragon Slayer's eyes change colors when mating instincts are engaged, indicating the heat they've now entered. An almost… trancelike state overcomes the Slayer as they focus on their mating partner. They become slightly violent if the mating partner is as defiant as real dragons are." Zeke's voice explained. It didn't sound like Zeke though, his tone was a mere grating growl. It sounded as if Zeke was reading from a book. "Zeke…?" Ur reached out a tentative hand and cupped Zeke's face as he pulled her robe off. "Huh? Oh." Zeke blinked a bit, his eye was still changed as he reached up and covered Ur's hand with his own. "Sorry, I was entranced by your beauty…" Zeke mumbled, pulling Ur's hand away and kissing it. Ur giggled a bit as she was distracted by Zeke's loving gestures. "Wait just a second. You were just explaining Dragon Slayer mating to me a moment ago. Remember?" Ur asked, placing her other hand on Zeke's bare torso. "Uh… no? I don't remember anything after I told you that it's my inner dragon when you noticed my behavior change." Zeke explained, cocking his head in confusion. "No, I noticed the change in your eye color." Ur said, pointing to his right eye. Zeke blinked at her, or did he wink?
"Dammit DPG, this is not the time for this!"
What? The blink or wink question? IT NEEDS ANSWERED!
"This isn't the time for memes! It's for explaining more about my mysterious magic power!"
Oh, shut up. Anyway, call me by my name you douche.
"What? Oh, you mean Wolfgang Yharnum? You took that random name and added the name of fictitious city on the end! Why not call you by your real name? Right, -?"
SHUT UP! BACK TO IT!
Zeke slowly sat up and reached for a hand mirror on Ur's side of the bed. He brought it up to his face and nearly dropped it when he noticed the color change of his eye. "This is the color of the Gods Magma…" Zeke mumbled. He stared into the mirror and opened his other eye, searching the crystal eye for anything. There was a darker colored, vertical slit in the eye that he was able to see out of. 'I can see… this is…' Ur cut his thoughts short. "Gods? Zeke… what are you going on about?" Ur wondered. She put a gentle hand on Zeke's wrist and lowered the lamp, noticing the color of Zeke's crystal eye had changed as well. "This is… odd. Hellvinard mentioned that Gods Magma had the ability to manipulate the very earth itself… but I've never really been able to use it." Zeke mumbled, staring into Ur's eyes. She stared back, intrigued. "Do you really have that kind of power?" she asked, running her hand up to cup his cheek. "I have no idea. I can't remember the rules of using it." Zeke answered. His face scrunched into confusion. "Dammit." Zeke grumbled and laid down next to Ur. She rolled onto her side and wrapped herself around Zeke. He held her close and breathed in the scent of her hair. It smelled like roses. 'Hellvinard… Hellvinard… you big scaly bastard… why did you flick me into so many damn trees?' He sighed and nuzzled the crook of Ur's neck, unable to conjure an explanation. "Well, do you suppose we could worry about it later and get on with the fun stuff?" Ur asked with a hopeful expression. She deflated a bit when Zeke sighed. "I'm sorry Ur… I don't know what's happening with me. I'd rather know what is going on rather than jeopardize our relationship if something terrible were to happen. Understand?" Zeke asked. He stared into her eyes, her dark, wonderful eyes of mischievous lust and everlasting trust. Ur nodded. "You're afraid of your own power," she noted, running a hand through his hair. Zeke nodded, albeit shamefully. "I am. I have every reason to be… I've killed before, I can do it again. Even if it is an accident. I don't want anyone to be dead as a result of my magic." Zeke stated. It seemed silly to him. He had control of his power, what was there to worry about? 'The unknown… what parts of my power did Hellvinard tell me about that I forgot… Zeya!' Zeke called out to the spirit residing in his crystalline eye. "Yes, Zeke?" 'Tell me, do you know what's going on? What is my Gods Magma?' Zeke awaited a response from the spirit. She was silent, a quiet pulsing came from Zeke's eye every time she awoke. "Gods Magma is as the name implies. It is the very core power of the earth that the Gods bestowed. When a Dragon of Magma truly awakens, it gains access to the Gods Magma. In your case, Zeke, Gods Magma is yours to wield. You are a descendent, through magic, of the God of Magma. Technically." Zeya explained. She sighed a bit before continuing. "Maximus Cyprus is the Champion and Magic Descendent of Cyprus, the Sun God. You are the Magic Descendent of Hellions, God of Magma and Tectonics." Zeya said. The mention of Maximus sparked Zeke's mind. 'Maximus? His worthless God is actually the source of his power?' Zeke thought with wonder. "Yes. But on Earth-Land, Hellions outranks Cyprus because Hellion's Champion has the power to destroy whole continents. You have not truly awakened yet, Zeke. You must find out how to awaken your powers. Maximus was handed his full power, as he can access it through Nova. You are slightly different Zeke. In a good way." Zeya's voice died out as she went back into slumber with a yawn. Zeke laid in his bed, stunned from his inside conversation. 'This… mating… it must unlock power, somehow…' Zeke thought in amazement. He opened his eyes. He saw Ur slowly tracing the features of his face with her fingers. He did not speak. "Hey. I thought you fell asleep." Ur whispered in a quiet, motherly tone. "I will if you keep doing that…" Zeke purred, automatically relaxing at her touch. Ur giggled softly and continued to lightly trace his features. Zeke's eyes fluttered closed when she ran her delicate finger down his nose. She moved her other hand from his hair and started to lightly run a finger up and down his spine. Zeke shivered a little and his back arched into Ur. He rolled over and laid face down. Ur straddled his hips and slowly traced delicate lines on his back, making him shiver and groan softly. "You're so cute when you're relaxed…" Ur whispered, laying down on Zeke's back and softly tickling his sides. He jerked a bit when she ran across certain areas of his sides. "I remember what Hellvinard taught me." Zeke said with a quiet tone. "And? What's the verdict? Can we do it?" Ur asked. She kissed the back of Zeke's neck, making him shiver. "Yes. We should be fine. Is that all you care about?" Zeke asked with a slight laugh. Ur flicked his ear with her tongue. "Is that a bad thing?" she asked. Zeke heard the slight sound of her bra being unclipped and quickly rolled underneath her. She blinked as he was now suddenly facing her, his hands stuck in a mid-squeezing motion. Ur smiled as her bra slowly slipped off of her chest. Zeke was about to rip her bra off when a knock came at their door. "FUCK A DUCK IN THE ASS! WHAT!?" Zeke yelled. He was quite annoyed that they were interrupted. Ur growled. She had been foiled twice in one day. She was not happy. "Lord Zeke, I am quite sorry for bothering you. But, an Erza Scarlet is here to see you. She says she has urgent business to discuss." Geoffrey's voice sounded from outside the door. "Ah shit… alright. Take her to the sitting room and give her a drink, please. I'll be down in a few minutes." Zeke called. He slid out from under Ur and went over to the closet where his suit hung. "Zeke, honey…" Ur called sensually. Zeke perked up and slowly turned his head. Ur was sprawled out on the bed, her bra nearly off and her behind was propped up for him to behold. "Come back soon…" Ur said with a devious smile. Zeke nodded dumbly, thunderstruck with her slightly innocent and extremely lewd position. 'Oh I'm going to rail her harder than a freight train hitting a solid hunk of steel at three hundred miles an hour.' Zeke quickly dressed himself and bolted out of the bedroom. He was driven by the thought of 'railing' Ur, really, really, really damn hard.
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Done. You're welcome, I suppose. Thanks for sticking with me. As you may notice, I am now Wolfgang Yharnum. You may address me as such if you so choose. But I will always be the Dark God of Pigs.
See you next time on, Deathtrap!
"So, I do get to fuck Ur."
Yes, you do. One character banging her isn't enough. Two's a party. Three's a crowd. As the saying goes.
"Who else gets her? HUH!?" *Furiously enraged*
Calm down. Just roll with it. They are alternate timelines of the same characters in this slightly altered world.
"Fine. Asshole."
Fuck you too.