A/n: Hello guys! Welcome back! Psychojack is back with another sour squeeze of a chapter for the one, the only, Holy Nail War. Last chapter was quite a sensual ride as Honda was able to tame both Saber and Mordred in an invigorating display. His new 'challenge' will be with Assassin and Stria, two angels, back to back! Let's see how our Honda fares against these two. Warning: This one's a lemon squeeze of a chapter, in case you didn't know, don't say I didn't warn you!
HONDA TIME!
Honda, though a bit fatigued from his rather passionate tryst with Saber and Mordred was quickly dragged into the embrace of his ever watchful Assassin and lovely homunculus Stria. It would seem that while he was busy tending to Saber and Mordred, the two remaining women had gotten into the mood as they practically dragged him down so that they could have their fill.
They practically flanked him from the front and back at the same time, choreographing their flanking tactic with Assassin deciding to strike from the front as opposed to her usual nature. She, though an Assassin, wanted Honda to see her at this moment. A sudden giddiness of sorts filled her being at being seen by her master.
Stria on the other hand, decided to strike, the ivory beauty's hands feeling up Honda's abdominals as she pressed herself against his back, her generous breasts pancaked against the magicians' spine.
Stria smooched against Honda's lower left side of his neck. Her right hand caressed his torso, getting a feel for his pectorals before circulating to his abdominals and the side of his hips as she made sure to excavate his body. Stria raised her left eyebrow.
'His muscularity is more prominent than before…has he been working out?' Stria thought to herself before she returned to focus her attention on Honda, lest she be left behind by Assassin, who in a bold display not normally seen from the dark servant began immediately claiming Honda's lips.
As Assassin sucked face with her master, her purple eyes closed in bliss. It was comparable to a traveler within a desert who had discovered water as she sucked Hondas lips with gusto, practically suckling his tonsils in order to claim as much as the nectar that was her master's mouth into herself.
'At last we are together again. Master, let this convey where my loyalties still remain.' Assassin thought inwardly as Honda caressed the right side of her face with his right hand, keeping her steady so he could properly catch her succulent dark lips.
Honda naturally reciprocated, feeling the intense pull of his servant's tonsil technique as he wrapped his arms around her shadowed waist, pulling the purple haired woman into his embrace, circulating his own tongue against hers.
Befitting of her elusive nature, Assassin while kissing would strike and pull away almost teasingly. It was hard to get her but when he caught up, Assassin would ensnare his tongue in a vice grip. The ebony coated servant was just as obscure and opportunistic in the bedroom as she was in combat. Honda missed this part of her since their original separation.
'Damn, even though we were only separated for only a little while, I can't help but miss this! The little minx!' The Warlock thought to himself, engraving Assassin's lips to memory.
As Assassin and Honda dueled in a battle of tongues. Stria began licking the underside of Honda's neck, salivating the side of the jugular before working her way downwards, leaving a trail of pecks as she did so. Her left hand had shifted towards his pectoral region, feeling up Honda's chest, as well as the pounding of his ever increasing heartbeat. It was music to her ears, knowing that he was here, that the unaware magician was safe.
Honda and Assassin released their liplock, a strand of saliva connected to their lips. Stria used her left hand to turn his face towards hers, sheer wanton desire fueling the albinos' actions. The homunculus wanted this for a while now. Between the kidnapping, being imprisoned and the intense fighting she had gone through, Stria felt her heart sway at being able to do this again with her favorite magician.
Considering how prominent Honda's greatstaff stood at attention, pressing against Assassin's clothed crotch region, Stria was reassured that the performer would be able to endure just a little more.
'It looks like Idores' performance enhancer is still in effect.' Stria analyzed the sheer obvious rigidity of Honda's third leg.
Stria, whilst smooching Honda, still suckling his lips in untamed passion, pressed her hands over his torso, unintentionally pressing her bosom deeper into the curvature of his back muscles.
Her left hand pressed a tad against his abdominal. Feeling out the warmth of his core. She pinched it, causing Honda to laugh from the ticklish sensation.
'No strange lumps or disfigurement here.'
Honda caressed Stria's face with his left hand, his arm wrapped behind her back to properly angle her into their tonsil lock.
Stria's right hand pressed against Honda's center of his chest.
BUMP BUMP
BUMP BUMP
'His heart beat is elevated, though not from any form of duress or stress. No irregularities here.'
Stria pulled away from Honda, her crimson coated orbs peered into his arctic blue mirrors. They seemed almost aglow with adoration, as his pupils were wide, clearly liking Stria's presence as his eyes instinctually went towards her lips, subtly indicating that he wanted to taste her lips further.
Stria smiled a small smile towards the eighth master, using her right hand to caress his face, before brushing her palm against his forehead as she caressed him.
'No signs of fever…' Stria thought inwardly. It would seem that despite the current circumstances the ever watchful bodyguard of Idores remained aware of Honda's wellbeing. Tonics could have immediate side effects after all, and by doing little check ups like this, Stria with her knowledge of noticing even the slightest changes to a person's physical condition, would ensure Honda was safe. It was why she went through everything thus far, to Idores' ire.
Meanwhile Idores inside the closet felt her face and ears flush as she gazed at Stria touching Honda in such a way. Seeing her bodyguard make face with the unaware master made her feel many things. The obvious being anger. Anger at being forced into this closet to begin with. The sheer fact that she was literally forced to witness and bear such an enduring session was definitely not what she had in mind when she was exploring the residence. All she wanted to do was to open the nearby desk, and yet here she was.
Another feeling she felt was betrayal. Seeing her homunculus, her closest confidant be so forward and all too willing to serve someone who was not her master made her feel on edge. For all intents and purposes, Honda, though a pawn for her own goals, was an enemy that she would have to face should she attempt to obtain the Holy Grail and perhaps obtain her wish, to reunite with her own master. Normally this was an impossibility, but not so when using the power of the divine artifact.
The strange thing was that as she watched her chauffeur place her lips against Honda's, seeing the way her pale hands held his sides in not only an explorative manner, but a protective one, Idores felt a pang in her breast. A rather strange emotion, for it was not simply just the idea of betrayal, but the idea of being forgotten. Somewhere deep in her conscious attention to what she was witnessing, Idores felt curiosity grew in tangent with each gasp she heard from Stria or Assassin as they each wrestled orally with Honda's mouth, at least for the moment.
Idores couldn't fathom what exactly was it about the living anomaly that was Honda, this outsider among the world of magi, to ensnare the minds of these servants. What drove them to be so willingly serving? What made them so passionate for this lone figure?
As Idores looked on, her breath began growing heavy, as a gentle heat could be seen coming out of her mouth. Her being a notably frost oriented magus was a factor behind the wisp emanating from her mouth, an unintended effect when her emotions run high.
Idores blushed. Her ears reddened. She couldn't deny it. Somewhere in her mind, the lonely magus wanted to understand as well.
With the trio, Assassin had been laid onto the bed by the Warlock. Honda could be seen suckling Assassin's breasts as he caressed her left mound with his right hand, enabling a little foreplay with the ebony shrouded beauty. Assassin pulled the lustfully engaged performer with her left hand, pulling him into her, displaying encouragement as her master ravaged her mounds. Honda used his tongue to lather up the tips of her nipples, causing the enigmatic servant to gasp and hiss at his attention. Honda disengaged for a bit as Stria had joined Honda in tending to his servant.
The albino began suckling Assassin's right mound. She had figured that she could wait for a bit more, considering Assassin needed prana for battle.
"Hah…" Assassin let out airily from her lips as Honda and Stria practically double teamed her. Honda vacuum sucked her breast, smolderingly swirling his tongue against her as Stria fondled her, engaged with trying to ensure the prana exchange was a success through optimal neural stimulation.
Assassin rose her torso upward, balancing herself on her elbows as Honda began tugging at her pants. Assassin's breaths came out as pants as Honda repeatedly squeezed her buttocks with his right hand as he pulled down her lower garbs with his left.
Stria took over the stimulation of Assassin's breasts. From Idores' position she could see Stria's pale white hair obscuring her face as she ravaged the servants' chest, Assassin moaned towards the ceiling, her thick dark purple locks flayed to the side as she did so with eyes closed.
Idores gulped as she felt herself grow more intrigued. How both Honda and Stria made the Assassin moan and yelp from increasing pleasure Recalling on a previous discussion with Stria, she couldn't help but remember.
-Flashback: Chapter 14-
"...if you gave him a chance, you would too! All three of us could…" Stria left the rest to Idores' mind to fill in the blanks.
-Flashback end-
Idores snapped back to the present, her heart jackhammering against her chest from Stria's offer. The logical part of her mind was in clear aversion to anything other than claiming the grail. Her more emotional side however, was growing rather interested.
'Had I agreed to 'join' Stria and Honda, is this what I would be subjected to? Would they both be doing that to me too?' Idores felt her lips dry, needing to lick them on reflex. crimson pupils looked on.
Assassin was completely nude courtesy of Honda's attention to her. Stria could be seen raising her shirt upwards, the shapely curvature of her pale body lit up the room as she discarded her black shirt. Honda pulled Assassin by her ankles towards him, his strength being enough to shift her closer as he laid atop the servant to give her a kiss.
"Show me some of that sexy flexibility!" Honda requested of Assassin. In a swift movement he wrapped his arms around Assassin and pulled her snatch to his mouth while balancing himself on his knees.
"Master-*gasps* hah….Ohh!" Assassin questioned before finding her body completely midair as Honda licked her muff, savoring every taste of his purple headed lover.
To prevent herself from falling over, Assassin raised both her legs and wrapped them around Honda's head, her athletic thighs on each side holding onto the sides of his face, as her strong ankles and heels were against the midsection of Honda's back. Assassin leaned forward as she took deep breasts, her voice squeaking as Honda licked her deeply into her carnal canal.
"Oh…master…yes…" Assassin moaned out in a whisper but loud enough for Honda and Stria to hear with their currently heightened senses.
Honda struck with tonsil thrusts, shifting Assassin's hips forward and back in a slow pace, steadily increasing the pace. Assassin, with the strength of her prominent abdominals, aided in the midair thrusts against Honda's face as he orally claimed her. Whilst doing so, Honda squeezed Assassin's toned glutes as both hands were tightly clenching her pelvis to keep her steady as he practically ate her out.
Idores was impressed with the athleticism of the servant despite her current 'predicament'. Honda's and Assassin's admittedly shapely and increasingly sweaty bodies brought a shiver to Idores' spine. Idores looked down on herself, noticing how her lower region was growing wet.
'I'm still aroused by this! What is wrong with me!' The cold magus thought to herself, having to cover her mouth with her left hand in order to not let out a frustrated gasp at the realization that she was still turned on.
She tried to resist but couldn't help but look on as Assassin was practically humping against Honda's face for a bit as Honda continued the oral marathon. Assassin's moans grew longer and voluminous with each passing second. Sweat glistened against the cutthroats' torso and cheeks, which were purple due to how flushed her face was against her shadowed skin.
Honda stopped the play before he stood up and rammed Assassin onto his lance.
Assassin let out a loud gasp as Honda stood and pulverized her innards with each thrust of his bulging claymore. Combined with gravity each upwards thrust made by Honda obliterated whatever notions Assassin had of self containment.
"Ah! Ugh!" Assassin moaned loudly. Her master was devilishly sneaky. The irony was that he could get the jump on her, an assassin, like that, breaking her of her normally calm demeanor with one swift attack on her lower lips. It amazed the agile backstabber how much of an opportunist Honda was. He would have made a great assassin himself. Her mouth was gasping for breath, her mouth open as she breathed.
Honda was precise in his thrusting, his skin slapped against hers as he held her by her waist with his right hand. His left hand wrapped around her right thigh to keep her steady as he continuously pounded her midair.
Stria blinked at the display, blushing as Assassin had wrapped her legs around Honda's waist as she clenched her hips whilst midair. Her peak physicality enabled her to perform such intensive grinds without the support of a bed.
Honda whispered into Assassin's right ear as he pumped into her.
"Reminds me of our first meeting, right Assassin, ugh!" Honda spoke with a grin on his face, recalling their little tryst in Mara's Keep. Assassin recalled the very unorthodox method of gaining prana from her now master, and how they were able to do it midair while chained.
Unlike then however, this was far more pleasant, as they were both on the same team whereas before they were neutral at best. The position at the time however was unexpected but definitely something she wouldn't mind doing again.
"Yes…I remember…I remember how much I liked it then…ah! Oh master! *hiss*" Assassin panted, facing the performer.
Honda placed his forehead on hers. "Best part about me being your master is that there's gonna be plenty of time to do things like that! Anytime, anywhere!"
Assassin blushed further. Her purple irises focused on the face of her pleasured master.
"Like at the park?" She asked.
Honda winked. "The beach…the mall!"
Assassin seemed intrigued, thrusting herself against his engorged rod. "Behind the alleyways."
Honda huskily whispered. "Under a bridge."
Assassin felt herself growing moist. The idea of doing this at any place that her master commanded. The idea was absurd and yet, as an Assassin, it was quite a challenge for her to overcome.
'This is…exciting me a lot more than it should.' Assassin thought as she hopped in Honda's embrace, using the top pillars of the bed for her hands to hold onto as she thrusted harder against Honda.
Honda whispered. "Sounds like I know your kink now! You're quite the exhibitionist aren't you?" Honda thrusted harder against Assassin.
CLAP
CLAP
CLAP
He pistoned into Assassin with as much vigor his body would allow him. Honda's grunts and Assassin's moans mixed as the duo held tightly against each other.
Assassin wrapped her muscular arms around Honda's neck as she pressed her lips against Honda's, her moistened lips wrapping around his.
"Yes! Hah! Yes! Anywhere you ask, and I shall- *moan* do! Honda!" Assassin moaned out, practically begging for release as she humped against Honda's crotch, her hands clenched his back, digging into his upper back muscles as he drove her further into bliss.
Assassin grinded herself against Honda like a stallion, hooking her ankles in a vice grip around Honda's lower back as she reached the incoming climax.
Assassin and Honda released simultaneously, the performer and servant both sagging against each other, Assassin ensuring he wouldn't escape her grip.
Honda grunted as he unloaded three hard thrusts of splurging bursts into his servant, the woman who would have his back for this war.
Strands of Assassin's thick purple hair stuck to the sides of her face as she orgasmed, arching her spine as her crotch pressed tightly against Honda's while they released their inner floodgates. Honda kissed the side of the ebony skinned woman's face, she reciprocated with gusto.
The two collapsed against the bed before Honda pulled out. Taking a quick breather he looked towards his ivory companion, and the final unattended woman of this moment, Stria.
The homunculus immediately pressed the attack, as she had waited long enough. Stria had undressed herself during Assassin's prana 'infusion', enabling Honda to take a look at her pearly white body. Her smooth almost porcelain body highlighted by the nearby fireplace. She was beautiful, and all the more reason Honda intended on pleasing her twice as good, just as he promised to himself before.
Idores' eyes widened as Stria had dominated the lip lock with Honda in her desire. She wrapped her arms around the neck of her magician as she toppled him against the bed, refusing to remove her lips, both being forced to inhale through their nostrils for air.
'Stria's been waiting for this for quite a while! I'm amazed she's been this patient! Even more of a reason to make sure she's not disappointed.!' Honda thought to himself as he spun around with Stria in his arms. His body contrasted against the porcelain skinned woman in his arms as Stria and Honda embraced one another.
Idores' eyes widened with how Honda's energy matched Stria, who practically clawed his back in her ravenous display.
Honda and Stria released one another, gasping for air before Stria felt his hips with her ivory thighs, tempting Honda further. Honda smiled, liking the look of want on the beauty's face, which mirrored his face against those almost otherworldly scarlet orbs of hers.
Honda pulled Stria upwards to kiss her again, the pale artificial being followed suit, sitting atop Honda's lap as she held the side of his ribcage. The duo steadily transitioned into the lotus position. Stria sat on her knees, leaning against her magician, as Honda embraced his number one fan, his arms wrapped around her hips holding her close.
Honda began kissing Stria's neckline, Stria letting out sighs and airy gasps as Honda explored her for a bit. As he did so, he shifted Stria in his lap, directing her body for him to enter her.
Stria made out again before Honda seized her folds with a careful shifting of his hips. The effect of this caused Stria to release the liplock who had her mouth opened as she gasped.
"Ahhhh….ohhhh…" Stria moaned out as she felt Honda fit inside her snatch, feeling filled by the prominent ram that slipped past her walls.
Idores couldn't help but notice her heart leapt as Stria moaned so sensually from Honda's affection. As the two began shifting their hips against one another slowly getting into things as the two moaned and groaned simultaneously.
Idores was enraptured by the sight. Stria's pale curvaceous form molded against Honda's more masculine one as the held each other, maintaining eye contact as they shuffled to and fro I'm sync. From Idores' view she paid rapt attention to how each thrust resulted in a soothing sigh from Stria, whom flicked back her white locks back as Honda reached deeper parts of her body.
Honda began increasing the pace, just as Stria increased the force of her own thrusts, steadily hopping in Honda's lap.
"*gasp* Honda…harder…" Stria let put as Honda suckled her breasts, the large globes wallowing hik whole as he teethed her small pink nips as his thrusting grew more intense.
Stria held Honda tight, wrapping her legs around Honda as she pressed herself more into his embrace as she engraved his form to memory. Stria's moistened lips kissed and nibbled Honda's right shoulder as her messy locks covered her eyes, obscuring Idores from seeing list that had claimed her right hand.
Honda whispered in her ears. "Stria..ah…I'm glad you're here…"
"Mmmm, ahhh…" Stria moaned, muffled by Honda's shoulder as she laid several more kisses to it. She gazed into his eyes again.
"Honda…I missed you…" Stria let out as she clenched her hips with each thrust, enabling Honda to revah deeper parts of her love canal. Her pale face was flushed as she spoke in the heat of the moment.
"You act like I was actually in danger! You're so silly! C'mere." Honda said before he claimed her lips in a satiating kiss, feeling the homunculus' moist lips.
'God I missed these lips!' Honda thought to himself before Stria to the initiative and flipped them around. Stria was on top, her hands clasped the footboard as she was atop Honda, thrusting herself against Honda, who immediately started moving Stria's hips with both hands.
"Hah…ohh…ahh!" Stria heaved, riding Honda as she attempted to ring out his lance. The power of each grind made the bed creak from the amount of pressure the pale woman put into the cowgirl position.
Idores felt her fingers seek out her folds again, shamelessly digging deep into herself as she continued to look on, admiring how much Stria was getting into it.
The duo's pleasured sighs and gasps mixed together along with the shifting of the king sized bed. Idores thrusting herself into her fingers as she couldn't help but feel turned on by Stria's prominent breasts bouncing as Honda's abs flexed from the exertion he was putting out.
Stria's held Honda's wrists as she shoved her tongue into his mouth, Honda reciprocated as he thrusted upwards, using the power of his ankles to lift Stria a few inches upwards from the bed. Stria hopped into Honda despite being lifted by his lower body.
FLIP
FLAP
FLOP
The sound of skin slapping against each other as the clueless master and young homunculus surrendered to their desires. Combined with the echoed sound of wet smooches made for a sensual sight as it was neurally stimulating for both participants and watchers alike.
Honda and Stria interlaced their fingers as they released their makeout session, sweat glistened against their bodies. Stria's face was highlighted by the nearby fireplace, her red eyes practically glowing as her lust was ignited.
Honda rose up to flip around, Stria hanging on for dear life as she refused to disconnect. The two unknowing performers entering missionary as Honda held onto the bed between his fingertips, Stria hanging onto his wrists as he did so.
Idores' own thrusting increased as she salivate as she gazed upon Honda's exposed form, his muscular torso pancaked against Stria's prominent mammaries as he thrusted, sweat highlighting his pectorals.
He was like an animal, having to satisfy so many women at once. And yet Idores didn't even care about that. What constantly entered her currently lustfully distracted mind was:
Could Honda satisfy one more.
Idores began moaning along with Stria, matching the tempo of Stria and Honda's thrusts, edging her own way into euphoria. She wondered how it would feel, Honda deep inside her, dominating her, taking her.
Idores wanted to be in Stria's position.
"Hah…" Stria moaned out as her hands interlaced again with Honda
She wanted Honda to taste her.
"Ohhhh..!" Stria arched her spine as Honda grunted, sheathing himself tightly into Stria.
Idores wanted Honda to…
"Honda fuck me!" Idores gasped through her lips.
Idores felt a sudden surge of flooding course through her lower lips as she heaved from her orgasm. She took a peak at Honda, seeing how he and Stria held each other tightly as they released. Stria's arms held him close, wrapped around his neck as she nuzzled against her hero. Honda wrapped his arms around Stria's waistline, ensuring that he was buried inside his fan, his lover and partner for the war.
Stria draped a toned porcelain leg over Honda's hips ensuring he wouldn't leave as they gasped for breath. All noise of the room, all ambience save for the nearby fireplace had ceased. The only sound that bounced against the carnally fueled room was the sound of two reclaiming whatever oxygen they could.
Honda nuzzled against Stria's left cheek.
"Hah…that was amazing! You up for another round?" Honda asked of Stria who sweatdropped.
"Um, to be honest no…between the fight with Elias and now *blushes* I'm a little tired."
Honda nodded. "Fair enough. *kisses forehead*. Thanks for the energy drink though. I doubt I would've been able to keep up otherwise." Honda grinned at Stria who kissed his lips. Honda rested against Stria's breasts like a pillow, snoring immediately emanating from the magician.
Stria tilted her head. It would seem that despite the energy drink Honda was an easy sleeper when he needed to be. Probably an after effect of having to perform on the go.
Stria sighed pleasantly. "Same old Honda *giggles*."
Stria then immediately snored loudly, even louder compared to Honda's own.
Idores sighed as she regained oxygen from her explosive orgasm. Its been a few minutes since Stria's been asleep, she should be well out by now. All Idores would now have to do was somehow reach the key.
CHUCK CHICK
Idores' eyes widened, someone had opened the closet immediately upon all the occupants being asleep.
She looked down at the floor where she had dropped the keys. It was no longer there. Raising her head upwards, Idores was shocked at the sight before her.
It was Honda's golem, Ebony. Its eyes poured deeply into hers as it stared at the voyeur. Idores felt both embarrassed as well as afraid. The beast, though smaller to accommodate the room, was one that she feared having to face directly. This creature was the tool behind Deacon's defeat after all.
A stillness pervaded the air. One wrong move and she was done for.
Ebony seemed to look her up and down, Idores realizing that with her dress slipped down, she was practically naked. Her hourglass nubile form was exposed for all to see, though she helplessly covered her breasts with her left forearm.
Idores blushed as she moved to redress herself. The golem seized her hands however.
Idores couldn't move her arms from the monstrosity's vice grip. It's boulder like fingertips clenched against her.
Idores felt her body tugged outside the closet. Landing on the soft carpet, thus denying all others the sound of her tumble to the floor. Idores would have panicked however Ebony seemed to simply analyze Idores' form.
What did the golem want?
Was it going to attack her?
Ebony shifted its gaze over to Honda and Stria, who were asleep from the rigorous marathon they put each other through. All the other servants in various states of equal exhaustion from their bouts earlier.
Idores' pupils fidgeted nervously. She feared death from this strange construct. Seeing it in action there was no denying that Idores could not fight it one on one. This thing was built for combat while she was built to serve.
Ebony looked at Idores and tilted its head to the right at her. It then looked at its own hands, a curious tilt of its head to the left at its observations. An audible grumble could be heard from Ebony.
Idores couldn't help but edge back a bit from the golem. What was it doing? She would have redressed herself however she was more concerned with escape should it decide to attack her.
With a flash of its purple eyes, Ebony began shifting.
First were its forearms. The sedimentary styled texture became smoother and more supple at the surface. The ball-like fingers it possessed thinned out, practically trimming its hard edges. Where there were once course stubs now were thin and slender fingers.
It's large structure like body constricted and remolded. Where there were prominent arches and rigid sharp edges now were smooth curves and carefully placed joints. Where there were gargantuan masses of dense rock of the automaton were now humanesque proportions of hips and bust.
Its head now sprouted a mane from its otherwise spherical cranium. Wispy strands shot through its smooth cranium, forming a mane of thick and flame like locks. The flames were indigo in color. As for its face, it became more angular and refined. It's eyes were almond shaped and seemed smooth. It lacked a mouth but it's face was relatively heart shaped.
Idores stared gobsmacked as Honda's golem Ebony, had shifted its body to appear as a physically identical duplicate of her own, proportions included. Its 'hair' defied gravity, and flowed gently like a breeze. Its entire body remained caked in its jet black outer shell, with purple cracks still lining its frame. It was clearly that of a feminine persuasion, as every contour was smooth as it was slender and sculpted with a grace befitting a woman's body.
The eyes belonging to Ebony stared at Idores for a bit. An ominous five seconds ticked away before Ebony let out a gentle hum that was more high pitched than its usual means of communication. Its glowing eyes surprisingly winked at Idores with its hands clasped behind it, shifting and right with its prominent chest shuffling as it did so. A girly body language signifying a giddiness Ebony wanted to display. Ebony then tossed the key to Idores before it turned back towards Honda's warlock cloak and immersed itself into the fabric, as if it was pleased with something.
Idores backed away, freaked out of her mind. She wasn't sure what the purpose of that thing taking on that form was but she didn't want to find out. She immediately opened Deacon's desk to obtain what she had sought in the first place, a lone red book could be found inside the previously safeguarded drawer. Idores let out a sigh of relief as she took it, sneaking out the room before anyone could notice. In her rush she had forgotten to put back her clothes, her heels clacking as she ran for her life away from Ebony. She got what she wanted and didn't need anything else.
As she ran though she passed by the many homunculi servants who were utilizing prana runes to repair the damages to the estate. They looked at her questioningly, noticing how messed up and clearly half nude she was.
One of the homunculi maids blushed from such exposure.
"I see our new master is one of unique talents."
A male homunculus was reading a book titled "Slick Slang for City Strollers". He raised his eyebrows at Idores loosened dress and her breasts jiggling about as she ran.
In monotone the servant spoke "Our master knows how to *looks at book* clap them cheeks."
Back in Honda's room, Stria was widely awake, a prominent flush on her face. She was the only one awake to see her master run away from the room nearly half naked, unaware of what she was carrying in her desperate attempt to escape.
"Idores? Was she…watching us?" Stria felt her voice squeak as she spoke. She held Honda tighter, who was asleep, still snoring against her breasts.
"It's just like in Knight Girl. Idores is a secret pervert." Stria concluded as she cuddled against Honda. She didn't know what to think with this new development.
Miki and Niki, the duo homunculus maids, peeked their heads into the room. They blushed at all the naked girls on the bed. Miki covered her eyes as did Niki, though she seemed to peak through her fingers letting out an impressed hum.
"Forgive me Mistress for disturbing you, but we need to inform Honda. It's important." Miki said as she bowed, showing respect to her new masters.
Stria blinked at being called Mistress. She was usually the one to be serving another. Now that she was called such a title, it made her feel uneasy, as it was new to her.
"What is it?" Stria asked, a tad nervous at the new title as well as the clear servitude these homunculi displayed for her.
Niki spoke neutrally. No real emotion could be deciphered on her face.
"Oh, nothing too serious. Just enemies approaching the estate."
Stria's eyes widened at the sense of encroaching danger.
CHAPTER END
