A/n: Hello y'all Psychojack is back! Looks like we'll be seeing how Honda will tackle his confinement. What will Honda encounter in this unknown prison? Who put him there? And what is Assassin doing here? These would be answered but LEMON FIRST!
--Underground Cell--
LEMON WARNING!
Honda was currently tied by the mouth to his recently recruited ally, Assassin, or better yet known as Hassan of the Hundred Faces. The obscure figure of mystery pressed back against Honda, looking to gain as much prana in this exchange as possible.
The cell echoed loudly with the lip smacking of the two dangling thirty feet above ground. Assassin was still tied by her wrists. As for her legs, she currently had both ebony-clad olympic toned thighs around Honda's waist, for if she let go at any time, it was likely Honda would fall to his death. This was her only viable means of prana, and thus was her literal lifeline.
Honda on the other hand was uncaring as to his position, because as far as he was concerned this was nothing more than what the Holy Nail War escort service said it would provide. Special effects and the works are all part of this interactive role play for his own enjoyment.
His lips currently sucked on Assassin's. Her lips weren't embalmed in lipstick or lip balm to moisturize her lips in any way, however they were as cold as winter and were like a wellspring of ice in this dry pit of darkness.
Honda's left hand was currently wrapped around the enigmas waist, getting a feel for the purplette's tight abdominal and sculpted midsection. It was smooth to the touch, reminding him of the feminine curve of her body connected to wide hips, a prominent rear bearing strong glutes and her back muscles which belied strength to lift weight far more than he was capable.
Honda felt her up with his left hand, sliding it from her back to her rear while engrossed with her lips, he squeezed her right buttock. It was very shapely and smooth.
Assassin gasped. It was an unexpected stimulation from this lustfully enraptured master before her. She, with her legs wrapped around Honda, got a feel of his body. It was lean, slightly prominent abs bulged from his torso. It was nothing compared to her incredible physique, yet she could tell that despite the leanness of his core muscles they were meant for enduring hard labor. The man is a physically inclined individual, as based on the grip of her buttocks, she could feel his strong hands squishing her rear flesh between his fingers.
Assassin, though tied by her wrists, shifted her forearms around Honda's head, in an attempt to get deeper. She moaned as Honda's left arms explored her hips, squeezing her sides. His right arm, which was currently tied by his wrist, was grazing her upper back, trying to hold her despite their current position midair.
Purplish embers emanated from every shake of their respective chains, however as the duo continued caressing the others tonsils, the indigo colored runes began pulsing steadily.
Honda caught Assassin's tongue with his own. Assassin didn't expect his boldness, however, ever the elusive entity that she was, Assassin shifted her tongue around Honda's.
"Mmmph." Honda groaned in Assassin's mouth, trying to pin Assassin's tongue with his own. Just when he thought he would gain the upper hand, the walking shadow would deftly outmaneuver, like her tongue was a snake, swift and flexible.
Assassin with her right chained arm, wrapped her arm around the magician, and using her runners legs, began tugging his jeans downward. Honda shifted his waist side to side to aid in slipping his pants downwards.
Honda began nibbling Assassin's neckline, who moaned but tried to keep it quiet in the form of a whimper. Considering her personality and name alone, a little noise said a lot of what she was feeling.
The runes began pulsing a little faster. Dimming then relighting at a still slow pace.
Assassin was careful in every movement given her skillset, however, translated to the bedroom this skill set enabled her to make every practiced movement smooth and hypnotic like a dance.
Honda felt drawn in the more he did to the shadowy servant, especially when Assassin used her right chained arm to expertly slip his shirt upwards and placed her lips on his chest. She nibbled on his right pectoral, which was flexed with some of the strength on Honda's end to keep himself upright.
"Oh god…" Honda let out, he was really appreciating the reciprocating efforts on Assassin's part.
The runes on their chains began to release more purple embers as the two continued.
Honda kissed her left cheek, prompting Assassin to turn and lay a big kiss to his lips. Her blush was prominent even despite her skull mask, a tinge of purple on her dark skin.
Her legs slipped his jeans down. They fell to the floor at the bottom.
His lower body exposed to the air resulted in Honda feeling cold. He fidgeted instinctually for a split second as he was caught off guard by how cold it was up here. Assassin seemed to notice this however and used her thighs around his waist, which surprisingly made Honda warm. It was akin to wearing a thick pelt when one lacked clothing, the warmth washed over his spine.
Assassin lifted herself upward, pressing her breasts in Honda's face. She used her left chain to hold Honda's right arm chain in case it snapped off as her legs didn't have enough leverage to keep Honda up should gravity take him. The magician responded by using his left hand to slip Assassin's cloth upwards to reveal her charcoal like skin.
Though enmeshed in the surrounding darkness like a camouflage, Honda with his left hand, squeezed her right mammary. They were soft, two pillowy fluffs of flesh that when combined with Assassin's sculpted muscularity, made these already blessed cantaloupes with a uniquely refined texture and warm to the touch. They were physically strong as well as appealing to the eyes.
Honda placed his lips on her left breast, gracing Assassin with smooches, nibbles and suckling on her breast with vigor.
Assassin gasped lightly.
"H-Honda." Assassin moaned out airy. Her skull mask was aimed upward as she moaned from the impassioned tonsil thrusts of Hondas tongue against her nipple.
The runes pulsed heavily. A stark contrast to the slow beating of before.
Honda used his left hand to slip Assassin's skin tight black pants and slip them around her curvaceous derriere. This enabled him to feel the skin on his hand.
"You have an amazing body, Assassin!" Honda breathed out and alternated to the opposite breast to give each proper attention.
Assassin hissed as Hondas hand felt her apple-shaped rear.
"T-thank you. Y-you are very attentive, for a magus *moan*."
"Who wouldn't be, you're a kinky assassin! That's a plus in my book!" Honda smiled with glee.
Assassin looked down and pulled Honda upward with her legs to kiss him more. Honda meanwhile had pulled her leggings enough to see her entrance. Due to their mutual attention to one another, he was hardened just as she was wet with arousal.
Assassin released the lip lock. A strand of saliva separating the two. She simply stared at Honda. Honda could register this as her come hither look. He smooched her again and with his free hand aimed his length.
Just as he began entry, Assassin squirmed.
"Hah! Oh!" The purplette moaned.
The runes then began shooting electric like sparks as the servant moaned, hitching as Honda entered her. Like a spark from a plug. It was for a split second, but noticeable if any were to pay attention.
Honda gritted his teeth a bit at the rapturous feeling of his bulbous scepter traversing Assassin's insides. As he slipped inside, he wrapped his left arm around his right arm chain for balance. Assassin in turn pulled him in with her legs. Her arms went around his head despite the chains.
Both let out gasps as they both were in position. Both grew more aroused at the other's response and thus grinded gently.
Honda began slowly lifting his hips upwards to thrust into Assassin. She would clench her own hips in response for further tantalizing stimulation. Both gasped again.
More sparks began flowing out the runes. They were pulsing in tandem with the thrusts of the fornicating prisoners. A gentle yet obvious steam can be seen flowing through them.
Assassin hooked her feet around Honda's backside and began thrusting in matching tempo with his thrusts. Honda began sweating, for despite being a physically capable guy doing this midair is pushing his endurance to his limit.
That aside, this was the craziest and yet exciting position he has done so far.
Honda and Assassin began thrusting with increasing strength causing them to sway to and fro on their chains. The swing of the chains forward and back was like a pendulum clock, counting down to their ravenous rapture.
The purple runes sparked as a thicker smoke began flowing through the runes. The master and servant moaned increasingly louder. Wet fleshy sounds could be heard from each thrust.
*FLOP FLAP FLOP*
When Honda's back made it to the wall, Assassin used her feet to keep them anchored to the wall as it was made of assorted stone bricks that stuck out. She was not only able to use her feet to hold on to the wall but to thrust against Honda. This literally enabled the duo to have midair wall sex instead of doing it pendulum style.
Honda kept thrusting faster. Assassin practically rode him against the stone brick wall. Their arms were still tied to the chains and thus relied on their lower hip muscles and legwork to keep them to the wall as well as satiate their desire.
Assassin couldn't believe it herself, that a prana exchange could feel this way her never doing the technique until now.
If Honda served as the basis of executing a prana exchange then it must certainly be the BEST form of magic.
Honda was grunting as he thrusted. This whole event was an amazing find! He was a bit hurt from his back impacting the wall, but nothing could compete with the lustful olympian he had in his embrace. She's worth every second!
"Assassin, I'm almost there! How about you!?" Honda asked. He was practically begging for release.
*FLOP FLOP FLOP*
"Don't stop!" Assassin gasped.
Their bodies continually made contact. Their skin collided, stained by the sweat of their union.
The chains started bearing purple colored cracks that emanated smoke as the duo neared climax.
Assassin was moaning like crazy. Before her moans were smooth like silk, and flowed gently in whispers. Now however, even the notorious servant couldn't help but lose track of maintaining her silence. She wanted more, and felt a hot bubble forming within her. She's almost…
CHLINK
The sound of the chain cracking was prominent.
Assassin's nether regions gripped Honda tightly as she felt her whole body aflame from within. Her face felt flushed and her nerves were burning from exertion.
"Aaaahhh!" Assassin moaned as the chains snapped off their wrists.
Honda pulled her lips to his as they erupted. At this point Assassin's skull mask was dangling off her face, revealing her amethyst eyes to Honda's view.
They orgasmed at the same time. Midfall, Honda felt his length filling up Assassin's insides. Her legs were wrapped around him tight, keeping him there. Honda had kept his lips frenching Assassin's while they were falling, both uncaring at their soon to be demise. Their arms freed, the magician and servant simply held each other with all their might
At the last possible second, right where they would have landed on their heads, Assassin practically spun midair and landed perfectly on her booted feet. It was so perfect Honda's legs never touched the ground, thus not getting a single scratch from the velocity of the fall. The way Assassin held him had also cushioned him from the whiplash effect gravity would have had on his spine or internal organs.
Assassin felt her legs shake like gelatin. She lost all strength to keep standing. She fell to her knees, landing on top of Honda, his length reentering her as she collapsed. She had orgasmed again as his length had reached her sweet spot. She protected the back of his head while she laid down atop him.
They were still liplocked during their whole landing, so they moaned in each other's mouths. Neither thought to breathe as they were still mid orgasm, their respective essences leaking on the stone floor lined with bones. Their hips were still thrusting slowly, hers milking Honda of all his seed, while Honda's hips thrusted seeking refuge within Assassin.
Neither were willing to register the fact that they were now free. To Honda, this was one unexpected fetish he would want to get used to, his heartbeat pounded in his ears from the fall. To Assassin, she was conflicted. Every caress from Honda was passionate but with clear intent to make her feel good as well as himself. That alone was distracting enough.
Magus aren't necessarily known for being an affectionate group. They are notorious for their ambitious and opportunistic nature, to the point of reducing themselves to backstabbing and cutthroat like tendencies. Human affection among the most powerful magus is usually traded in exchange for literal power.
However, here Honda was still inside her pulling her atop him as they were both more occupied with each other than the idea of freedom.
LEMON END
The two now free captives gasped for breath after releasing their tonsil lock, collectively gasping out their fatigue. Honda felt elated, as this walking shadow woman was extremely reciprocative in their little engagement.
"My god, did we really just fall! It's like a roller coaster ride! *laughs*" Honda heaved out, his stomach rising with every deep breath he took.
Assassin could only mumble. "That was…quite the fall…but yes *sighs*."
Assassin on the other hand was still reeling from her own fatigue, as she was not used to the pleasures of the flesh. In all honesty, as Hassan, she simply never needed to be so, for the art of the silent kill was her craft. Granting one the release of death was her expertise, not the release of mutual passions.
Her head laid next to Honda as he regained her stamina, since between the prana chains and her current tryst with Honda, her body ached from exhaustion and strain.
There was also the fact that now that she was freed, she had a choice to make. What is the next plan of action?
Though the very enthusiastic magus willingly offered a means of escape, now their carnally established truce was rendered over. She could escape, but here was a master.
"Hey Assassin…" Honda said.
Assassin raised her head, making eye contact with Honda. He kissed Assassin's masked forehead, nuzzling her in erotic bliss.
"Did you have as much fun as I did?" Honda gazed at her suggestively.
Assassin blushed under her mask, now properly on her face. She wasn't sure what to make of this magus. He seemed a lot more transparent than what she was used to. That or he was careless, especially since he was conversing with a servant that wasn't bound to him with a command seal.
Her role as Assassin demanded that it may be wise to dispose of him. As a master, he seemed far too green. Regardless of his aid, he lacked any prominent magical capabilities, considering he had to perform a physical prana exchange in order to break out of their confinement.
That or he was deceptive enough to have her in a vulnerable position. Right in his arms, knowing her lack of stamina may be enough to at least gain some information out of her.
The unfortunate truth about magus is that you must always expect the unexpected. Even turning against their own kin was not above a magus' desire for the grail.
Assassin felt Honda squeeze her buttocks a bit, causing her hips to twitch instinctually.
"Hello, Earth to Assassin, we still need to get out of here right? Unless you…" Honda blushed.
"...Need some more mana!" The magician offered.
Assassin's muscles relaxed, it would seem the truce was still on. She slipped up her mask and placed her lips on Honda's, who reciprocated with vigor.
Assassin would uphold the truce, at least that was what she would say to herself as she rode the magus beneath her with a lot more passion than previous, almost desperately.
Indeed there was no need to nullify their truce.
For now…
CHAPTER END