Chapter 3 - New Day, New Desires
Cinder would be lying if she said she wasn't intimidated by the terrifying spectre that appeared behind her opponent. The brunette had never been one to display weakness, however, and she adjusted her stance as she clutched her weapon's grips more tightly. She had crafted an all new set of twin blades to avoid detection by anyone who might recognize the striking black blades, and dubbed them "Twilight." She had even gone so far as to make arrows for their combined bow form. Cinder couldn't see Ruby in the crowd of onlookers, but she hadn't come this far by being careless.
She waited for the Persona to rush her, deflecting its sword blow and ducking under a secondary slash. It was fast, but she was no slouch, her blades flashing as she unleashed a series of quick stabs that forced the being to retreat behind a wall of coffins.
"Thanatos!" Minako called.
The coffins whirled, creating an opening, and a sickly green vapour poured from its maw. Cinder hissed, double-stepping backwards to avoid inhaling the noxious poison fumes. Every time she tried to attack the Persona, she was met with a sword or coffin and Cinder quickly became annoyed. Though Minako lacked an Aura, the being acted as one, repelling her attacks and generally keeping its mistress just out of her reach.
That sharp amber gaze locked onto Minako; rather than play with her little friend, Cinder was going directly for the source.
Cinder threw one of her swords towards the teen; it flew straight and true, like an arrow, and Thanatos was quick to intercept. The moment his position shifted, Cinder made a dash for Minako. She skirted around the Persona and used Twiight's other half to deliver a series of lightning fast slashes, some managing to catch Minako's clothing; cutting rips into the sleeves of her blazer and her stockings.
Minako grunted, spinning the naginata in a wide arc to deflect the assault, and followed up with a lunging jab. As Cinder side-stepped the strike, Minako used the length of the weapon in a sweeping blow that forced her to somersault away. An unfamiliar sense of respect welled beneath Cinder's breast as she reconsidered her plan of attack. Minako was stronger than she appeared, and her composure and quick thinking were… attractive.
There, she'd said it.
Cinder flicked her wrist, pushing the naginata's blade aside, and jabbed her second blade toward Minako, forcing the girl to leap backwards to avoid it. She didn't allow Minako to place too much space between them, rushing in and sweeping her legs from underneath her with a powerful roundhouse. The blade portion of Minako's weapon extended, attached by a thin red chain infused with Dust. It wrapped around Cinder's wrist and Minako pulled them together to keep herself upright. She threw a punch with her free hand, which Cinder blocked with her forearm.
The air whistled with the heat of Cinder's Semblance as she grabbed the chain and yanked. The sudden motion caught Minako off-guard and, as she teetered off balance, Cinder whirled, breaking free of the chain and sending Minako flying. The exchange took only a few seconds, and by then Thanatos had returned to defend his mistress.
Tch.
Cinder kicked the naginata aside as she crossed swords with Thanatos. A white gloved hand grabbed her arm, icy cool to the touch, and she grunted when she found herself dangling from his grip. That intimidating white mask leaned in, maw opening as if to consume her, and Cinder pulled a Fire Dust crystal from one of the pouches lining the strap of her quiver. Her Semblance heated the already volatile material to the point of near-detonation before she tossed it; the resulting explosion sent a wave of intense heat out over the battlefield and Thanatos released his hold as he recoiled.
Cinder hit the ground, rolled, and made a dash for the other half of Twilight. By the time she'd snatched it up, seamlessly joining both halves into a bow, Minako had retrieved her naginata and Thanatos stood beside her, his white mask blackened by soot. Both looked deadly serious, as though properly assessing their opponent for the first time, and Cinder smirked as she made a come-hither motion with her free hand. "Is that the best you can do, Lady Death?"
Red eyes narrowed, but Minako didn't respond verbally. It shouldn't have, but the lack of acknowledgement made Cinder bristle furiously like it always did. Did this strange girl from a far off world think she was superior to Cinder Fall? Cinder would show her the error of her ways.
Cinder fired a volley of arrows, aiming low and forcing the duo apart. She kept them moving with continuous shots, delighting in the speed Minako displayed, but she could also tell the teen was getting tired. Sure enough, Minako stumbled and Cinder lined up a shot. Thanatos didn't hesitate to get between his mistress and the attack—exactly as Cinder had planned.
The steel bolt pierced the Persona right where a heart would be. Thanatos groaned, falling onto one knee as a black, viscous liquid poured from between his fingers. Cinder scarcely noticed, her smouldering gaze locked on Minako. It wasn't often that someone piqued her interests and, in typical Fall tradition, she would stake her claim by overpowering and claiming her prize. Like a tigress during a hunt, Cinder had set her sights on Minako.
She knocked another arrow, lobbing another Fire Dust crystal towards Thanatos and taking aim—
"ENOUGH!"
Cinder faltered and the projectile missed its mark, allowing the crystal to fall harmlessly to the ground. In the heat of the moment, she had completely forgotten that they had an audience. The other students looked stunned and there was an awed tension to the silence that lingered in the air.
Cinder lowered Twilight and Thanatos faded from view—but not without casting a dark look in her direction. Minako pressed her hand to her chest, as though she too had been injured, and her face was pale. Cinder herself was feeling drained, now that the adrenaline was fading.
"I'll take her to the infirmary," she volunteered, retreating behind the facade of a demure young student. "I think we both got a little out of hand," she added, stressing the 'both' part.
Their instructor acquiesced, even going so far as to write them a note, then sent them on their way. Minako cast a distrustful glance at Cinder when the dark-haired beauty offered her arm, but leaned on her regardless. Their proximity—the natural scent of Minako's skin and the heat of her body—made Cinder aware of just how riled up their fight had gotten her and she bit her lip to keep from chuckling darkly.
Minako growled wrathfully, the sound muffled by a rubber gag, twisting back and forth in an attempt to loosen the bindings around her wrists and ankles. They felt like rope, but she couldn't be too certain as her captors had gagged and blindfolded her as well. Her Evoker and naginata had been confiscated, heightening the anxiety that made both her heartbeat and thoughts race.
She knew she had a bad feeling about that girl…!
The "nurse" she'd gone to see had turned out to be a disguised Neopolitan and, together, they had overpowered Minako. After her capture, they had taken her to… wherever this was. The familiar sounds of the campus were long gone by now and her concept of time was all messed up by the exhaustion that had followed their match.
Cinder was a fierce and unyielding opponent; Minako couldn't imagine fighting against her as an actual enemy...
Light flooded her vision as the blindfold was removed, none too gently. It took her eyes a moment to adjust, but once they had, Minako realized she was lying on a bed in a room she'd never seen before. It was Spartan in decor, possessing only a bed, a worn map, and a wooden desk.
Minako scowled at the familiar, smirking visage of Cinder Fall, and the young woman removed her gag. "What the hell is going on?"
"I want you."
Minako gaped, caught off-guard by the frankness of the statement. "You… want me? You barely even know me!"
Cinder laughed. "What better way to get to know someone than physically?"
'What?!' Minako wasn't given a chance to express her incredulity; the dark-haired beauty grabbed her chin with strong fingers and turned her face from left to right. Examining her. Judging her. With a satisfied nod, Cinder released her grip and Minako yelped when a hand groped her breast through her clothes. "Hey!"
Minako thrashed as best she could despite her bindings, vocalizing her displeasure at the situation in no uncertain terms. Something cold and sharp bit into her skin and she stilled, the fine hairs rising at the nape of her neck. She wasn't even sure where Cinder had procured a weapon from.
"You try anything and I'll kill you. Got it?"
A warm rivulet of blood ran from the shallow cut created when Cinder simply applied slight pressure and Minako closed her eyes. She ran a few escape scenarios through her head and none of them ended well for her. "... I understand."
"Good girl."
That small glass blade made quick work of her clothes and Minako found herself completely naked with Cinder lording over her. Her hand returned to Minako's breasts, kneading roughly as she tossed the knife aside, where it became embedded in the wall. Then, she palmed its twin, rolling a pale pink nipple between her fingers before tugging it.
Minako winced. "Could you at least be a little gentler?"
Cinder clicked her tongue and, though she rolled her eyes, she was just a bit less rough in her treatment. It actually began to feel… good after some time and Minako squirmed, biting her lip to keep from whimpering. There was no way she was enjoying this. When Cinder replaced one of her hands with her mouth, Minako couldn't help but gasp and arch.
Cinder flicked her tongue across a pebbled peak as she cupped Minako's sex. Her fingers prodded at Minako's sex, finding her entrance and thrusting inside shallowly. Minako hissed, trying to squirm away from the uncomfortable friction caused by too little lubrication, and Cinder sat up. She raised her hand to Minako's mouth.
"Suck." When Minako glowered, the hand on her breast became suddenly and uncomfortably hot. "I won't ask again."
With a defeated sigh, Minako opened her mouth. Cinder pushed her fingers inside and the young woman used her tongue to lick saliva along their length. She could taste herself faintly on Cinder's fingers and that knowledge made her face heat shamefully. Once she was satisfied, Cinder pulled her fingers free—and unceremoniously shoved them into Minako's sex. Aided by her saliva, it was much smoother this time, but the sudden stretching sensation made Minako grit her teeth.
She tried to relax as best she could, focusing on the tongue and teeth that marked pale swells and punished sensitive nipples. It didn't take long before the discomfort lessened enough for Minako to enjoy the hard, fast pace of Cinder's fingers. She didn't let up, thrusting into Minako's sex until her inner muscles began to twitch and clench, orgasm building in her loins.
Slender fingers curved slightly, wriggling against a spot deep inside Minako that made her see stars. She came with a shout, her muscles tensing mightily as she arched. A sense of relaxation that had been totally absent since coming to Remnant settled over the teen as she slumped, breathing hard. A second, smaller shockwave went through Minako as Cinder pulled her fingers out, and her eyelids fluttered shut.
Damn, she had needed that...
While Minako luxuriated in the afterglow of her orgasm, Cinder rose and crossed the room, out of sight. When she returned, she'd replaced her skirt with a strap-on harness from which a thick black dildo jutted. Her sadistic grin was a cause for alarm, but Minako couldn't get her lax muscles to cooperate enough to make any attempt to escape.
Cinder got on the bed and grabbed Minako's hips, positioning the girl on all-fours. "You'd better relax or this is going to hurt."
Red eyes went wide. "Wait—!"
The mushroom head pushed past Minako's entrance, the muscles protesting as they stretched to accommodate its girth. Fingers had been one thing, and her inner muscles were more malleable as a result of Cinder's earlier attentions, but the thickness of the fake phallus was something else entirely. She felt full once Cinder had buried the toy up to the base and tears pricked the corners of her eyes and the almost overwhelming sensation.
Minako whined, wriggling her hips to alleviate some of the dull ache, but she wasn't given the chance to get comfortable as Cinder grabbed a handful of light brown hair and began fucking her—hard. Her ass bounced against Cinder's pelvis as the dark-haired beauty thrusted her hips powerfully. The line between pain and pleasure blurred, the stretching of her inner muscles and even the sting of her hair being pulled eclipsed by the delicious friction of the strap-on dildo.
Despite herself, Minako groaned, her inner walls clamping down tightly on the toy. She was going to lose her mind, the aggressive, domineering nature of her partner's actions making her feel both vulnerable and aroused. She was an unsung hero in her own world, but here?
"You're mine," Cinder purred, yanking Minako's hair to drive the dildo deeper.
Hers… Though her mind protested weakly, alarmed by the sentiment, Minako's body agreed wholeheartedly as ecstasy swept over her again. Her mind went blank as her hips moved on their own in an attempt to wring all the pleasure she could out of the toy ramming against her inner wall.
Eventually, Minako would have to return to the normalcy she'd established here at Beacon Academy. She would need to deal with Cinder, this moment, and the possessiveness the girl was exhibiting; figure out what was going on with the brand on her hand and the single Persona that currently resided in the sea of her soul. Then, maybe, she could find a way to return to her world… but for now, Minako was going to enjoy herself to the fullest.
"Cinder," Minako moaned, throwing caution to the wind. She heard the dark-haired beauty's sharp intake of breath and squealed as the fucking grew rougher still.
After all, tomorrow was a brand new day.