Author's note: Nothing new, but as always, thanks for waiting!
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Lydia was the first to awaken, and briefly looked over her shoulder to see that it was already morning. Her eyes brought over to Patroklos, who was still asleep.
She leaned in to kiss him awake, prompting him to open his eyes. Taking her into his arms, he locked lips with hers, briefly tonguing her before letting go.
"Top of the morning to you, Patroklos." she said with a smile.
"Same to you." was his reply. "I was thinking about going to Greece with you."
"What for? A vacation?"
"Not really." he said with a chuckle. "I want to train with Aunt Cassandra, but first I need to take a quick pit-stop. In other words, I must visit Pyrrha."
Lydia's smile turned into a rather wry one as she said, "Me too. I just want to see if she's okay after all she's been through."
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As he visited the Schwarzwind's castle, Patroklos had planned to visit Pyrrha, true to his word. Expecting Siegfried, he instead came across Tristy.
"Tristy," he said, "May I drop by to see my sister? I hope she's doing alright."
"Of course. She seems to be a bit perplexed about one of her arms, though. Maybe you can talk to her about it?"
"Sure."
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Pyrrha had just awoken, and had asked for some soup for breakfast. When the doctors brought it to her, she began to eat.
At the same time, Patroklos had entered the medical bay. "Pyrrha? Are you okay?"
Hearing him speak made her smile, and she replied, "Patroklos...it's good to see you again. And yes, I'm getting better...I hope."
"Well, I just wanted to let you know that I'll be traveling to Greece with Lydia at my side." he said.
"Lydia?" she asked, blinking in surprise. "I wonder if she'll see me?"
"I'm sure she will, don't worry. I've already told her I will be learning the ropes with Aunt Cassandra, too."
During their conversation, Lydia had also walked in. Her mouth gaped in surprise, before running over to the duo.
"Oh Gods, you're still alive!" she exclaimed.
Pyrrha noticed the burgundy-haired girl, before Lydia asked, "How did you end up like this?" She placed her hands on the Greek girl's mutated arm, her wide eyes staring at her before she replied.
"Nightmare believed me to be his successor, and so he and Tira transformed into what I would soon become. A malfested, I believe. But now that I've failed to annihilate my own brother, they want to kill me."
Lydia's eyes hazel eyes started flaring with anger, and she finally said, "I will agree with Patroklos on one thing: we will do whatever it takes to eradicate Nightmare and Soul Edge completely! Mark my words!"
Pyrrha smiled radiantly, before giving her a hug, as she said, "Please let Athena watch over the both of you."
"Sure, she will." Patroklos said with a smile of his own.
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Several days later...
Having returned to his native country after taking temporary leave from Lasberg, Patroklos smiled. He heard Lydia ask, "You still remember where she lives, do you?"
He looked over at her before nodding. "Let's go find her."
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Cassandra had just come home after a rather busy day, and was preparing to have a bath. However, her plans were cut short when she heard a knock on the front door.
"Could you save the bath for later?" she asked one of the servants.
"Of course, madam."
She went to answer the door, and upon opening it, she was pleasantly surprised.
"Patroklos!" she exclaimed with a smile. "It's so good to see you again! How's life going?"
Patroklos smiled back, before replying, "I'm glad to visit you again as well, Aunt Cassandra. I've got good news and bad news, by the way. So can we talk in the courtyard?"
"Sure!" Cassandra said. "Oh, and uh...from the looks of things, is Lydia now your girlfriend?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
It was obvious that she was referring to Lydia, who just cheekily grinned whilst crossing her arms. Patroklos briefly looked over at her, before looking back at his aunt. "Yes...she and I are currently in love." he replied.
"Well, it's about time you've found someone to find romance with."
The Greek youth couldn't help but blush, but also smiled even more radiantly. As he entered the house, he was already poised to go to the courtyard to speak to his aunt.
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"Nightmare chose her?!"
Cassandra bolted from her chair, eyes widening in shock.
"Yes...and to make matters worse, she was assigned Soul Edge as prophecized. Pyrrha was also assigned to work for Nightmare, and was also told to find and kill Marie and I, the holders of Soul Calibur, and also the Fated Hero and Heroine."
Taking a deep breath, the Greek woman asked, "Y-You didn't fight her, did you?"
Patroklos replied, "Marie and I fought her, but in the end, Pyrrha lost fair and square. Luckily, we didn't kill her. Instead, we brought her back to Schwarzwind's castle, where she would be tended to by Liz and the doctors."
Cassandra breathed a sigh, and exclaimed, "Oh, thank the gods!"
"But, as she told me, she also has a bullseye on her back, in a figurative sense. In other words, Nightmare could track her down and kill her for her failure." Patroklos added.
"Then I'm glad you've still got her on your side. Otherwise, things would've been even worse for Pyrrha, my poor niece." she said, giving him a hug out of relief.
He hugged her back, before eventually pulling away. "So I came here to train for a bit, and with you as my teacher." he added.
"Oh, really?" Cassandra asked, before her relieved smile grew bigger. "I'd be honored! Besides, it's been a while since I last kicked ass!" she exclaimed.
"Well, this sounds exciting!" Lydia exclaimed, prompting the older woman to notice her presence. "I'd be more than happy to take part, too."
"Don't mind if we do!"
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After escorting him to her home's training room, Cassandra has already took out her sword as well as her shield. "So, you ready?" she asked as she turned to see him.
"Yes, but hold on." Patroklos replied, before taking out Soul Calibur from its sheath.
This was enough to take the woman by surprise, and exclaimed, "So it IS true! You're one of the holders of Soul Calibur's newest incarnation!" before asking, "Didn't it come with a shield?"
"It did, but Ares destroyed it one not-so-uneventful day."
"I wonder why?" she inquired.
"Well, Athena insisted that she and Ares mentor me and Pyrrha, but Ares wasn't all that happy about it, so in a rage, he broke it." Patroklos told her.
"Couldn't you bring it to a blacksmith?"
"No, I'm far better off with only the sword." he replied.
"A-ha, I see..."
Once she walked to the center of the room, he followed her lead. It didn't take long for her to charge, exclaiming, "Here I come!" before her blade cut through his armor.
As he took the first hit, Patroklos had to put some effort into his training. After a couple of hits from her, he retaliated with several swings of his sword.
Cassandra smirked, before dodging an incoming attack. However, she was already caught offguard by his combo.
Ready to strike back, she was close to pulling it off. To her surprise, since he didn't have a shield, Patroklos parried her attack with Soul Calibur.
"Way to improvise." she said.
"Thanks."
He finally slashed at her several more times, nearly breaking her armor. Around the same time, Marie watched, eyes full of curiosity.
However, his string of moves were cut short when Cassandra blocked with her shield. She would then figuratively slice through him a few times, before attempting to jump onto his head with her posterior.
Luckily, Patroklos was more than happy to evade her, before taking her by surprise with his Critical Edge. When he was finished, he sheathed his sword and looked back to see Cassandra panting and grinning at the same time.
"Well, damn. You sure did learn an awful lot back in Germany!" she exclaimed.
He smiled, before helping her up. "Thank you, Aunt Cassandra." he told her.
"I suggest you take a load off for the rest of the day; what do you think?"
"Sounds pretty good."
Both aunt and nephew smiled out of respect, before Lydia asked, "I don't want to sound childish, but am I ready yet?"
Cassandra raised an eyebrow as she said, "Whoa there, Lydia! You need to wait a little while for us to take a rest. Then you'll get your chance."
"No problem."
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As Lydia looked around the bedroom after her sparring (and a much-needed bath), she smiled. To her, the house was quite modest in style, and she couldn't help but appreciate it.
Not to mention, it was the same villa that was nearby Cassandra and Elijah's house.
She noticed Patroklos entering the room fully clothed after having a bath, which gave the opportunity to ask, "Want to know what I was doing while you were unwinding?"
"Sure." he replied.
Lydia grinned, before she said, "I was in the study, looking into some books, when I began reading one on sex. To my surprise, there was one topic that focused on sex...through the backdoor."
Caught off-guard, he asked, "Th-Through the backdoor? What does that mean, exactly?"
"It means having..." she cut herself off intentionally, so as to clear her throat. "...anal sex. You've ever heard of it?"
Her words prompted Patroklos to blush as he replied, "N-Not really."
"Well, maybe we can learn the ropes from it. Thankfully, though, you're not the one on the receiving end."
"O-Okay. I guess...I guess we could give it a try." he said with a small smile.
The burgundy-haired girl lowered down her skirt and undies, as well as removing her blouse and bra. She heard him ask, "You do know that...anuses...don't orgasm, right?"
"Of course not."
As he did away with his clothes, Patroklos saw that Lydia was on all fours. With one hand on her buttocks, he used the other to almost sheepishly finger the orifice in question.
Simultaneously, Lydia had one of her hands reach for her twat as another moan escaped her. Her digits began to help stimulate herself while the Greek youth fingered her anally.
"Excuse me, but...am I doing this right?" she heard him ask.
"You're doing pretty decently, but I hope you're not being awkward or anything like that." Lydia responded.
"I'm trying not to."
Both Lydia's and Patroklos's fingers continued their work, prompting the British girl to shudder in delight. Though she couldn't see it from behind, he had also begun stroking his shaft.
It wasn't long before some of her sweet vaginal juices poured out, and he was quick to notice. As the hand that was on her derriere moved down to the area in question, he sunk his digits into her.
Lydia gasped as she allowed Patroklos to use her honey as lubrication for her anus. He then asked her, "Is this your first time doing this?"
"Obviously, so I suggest you go easy on me." she told him.
Once he made sure she was ready to go, he pressed the tip of his shaft against her anus. Very slowly, he began inching himself into her, causing Lydia to cry out and ball the sheets with both hands.
"Fuck..." she muttered in between breaths.
As he was halfway inside, Patroklos whispered in her ear, "Are you allright?"
"Y-Yeah...I just hope you're going slow." she managed to reply.
He nodded, before continuing to fill her anally. Eventually, he was almost fully inside her, and he began to thrust with surprisingly gentle movements.
Whilst grunting, Patroklos once again lowered down to see Lydia once more. This time, though, they kissed.
However, Lydia wanted to up the ante like she usually would by sliding her tongue into his mouth. He was more than happy to oblige, and their tongues began to dance a forbidden mambo like never before.
He had also pumped into her time and time again, with a hand of his reaching her for twat. Patroklos then dove his digits into her, moving them in the same pace as his shaft.
Breaking the kiss, he would then move his lips to the nape of her neck. He gently sucked and nibbled the area, causing the British girl's husky moans to become even more labored.
"I love fucking you every night..." he heard her speak.
"More than just fucking; making love to you..." he replied.
"Either way is fine...oh fuck my arse hard!"
Lydia's pleas were enough for Patroklos to pump faster into her, and his fingers continued to play with her twat. He was bound and determined to see her reach her climax, all the while his lips went down to her back, leaving kiss marks as well.
"I'm close, Lydia..."
Hearing him through his groans was enough for her to let go, her vaginal orifice squirting hard as she screamed out his name. Eventually, he pumped into her several more times, before the time had come to reach his summit.
Pulling out, Patroklos expressed onto Lydia's buttocks. Once he was through, he was close to falling onto her, but was gracious enough not to crush her with his weight.
"So what did you think?" he heard her ask as her harsh breathing was slowly reverting to some semblance of normalcy.
"I actually thought it wasn't all that bad." Patroklos replied with a smile.
"Good to know."
Lydia then pulled him in for a brief but gentle kiss, before she said, "I think it's about time we hit the sack. How about you?"
"I'd like that." he replied, and after shifting their bodies for a bit, Patroklos and Lydia would eventually have a much-needed rest together.
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With love for my fans,
Chrissy