"I do believe that this has been a successful endeavor, don't you agree little brother?"
I leveled a light glare in Daria's direction, frowning as I lifted the shopping bags she made me carry. "The only thing we've succeeded at is burning time. Also, don't call me that. I'm not your brother."
Waving her hand dismissively, Daria continued to lead me through the busy mall, people parting before as as she took the lead. "Burning time and getting you some sexy and stylish clothes. And please, we're so much closer than family. Especially biologically. And physically, if you ever relent with your staunch denial of your carnal desires."
Ignoring the confused and partially disturbed states we were getting, I pushed forward and kept pace with Daria. "Let's agree to disagree. Now then, where are we going? You just pulled me along and told me to follow."
Her eyes flicked towards me, lips twitching upwards as she continued moving through the mall. "My my, aren't you a curious one? Relax Darius. It's about the journey, not the destination."
That's a load of horse shit. Adjusting the bags in my hand, I gave a wave to a pack of MILFs whispering to one another, watching as their whispers grew in fervor. "I didn't know that the journey of walking through a mall filled with conventionally attractive people was so important. Apparently more important than whatever it is you're rushing us to."
She frowned, narrowing her eyes as a dude literally tripped over himself trying to watch her tits. "Touché. Well, I gave Darian a call earlier, while I was grabbing you some new clothes, and told him to meet us at this lovely little noodle spot just up ahead."
Noodles… damn it. I was really hoping for something juicy, like a steak. Or a cheeseburger. They sound like they'd taste good. "You're such a weeb."
At the very least, she had the common decency to look offended at the claim. "How does liking noodles make me a weeb?"
I paused, looking past her and staring at what looked to be a cat girl maid café next to a children's toy store. A few of the maids stopped what they were doing to wave towards Daria. "It's not the noodles specifically."
Following my line of sight, she flushed slightly and cleared her throat. "Well, that's just embarrassing timing. Would you believe me if I said that wasn't my fault?"
"Not particularly, no."
A sigh escaped her lips as she continued to walk forward, blowing a kiss to one of the cat girl maids and grinning as the girl blushed. "It doesn't really matter I suppose. After all, we're here."
We stopped in front of a bright yellow and white store, a glowing neon sign spelling out McNoodles. It wasn't funny.
I followed after Daria, entering the shop and scanning the fast-food restaurant. Its occupants were more conventionally attractive people, gossiping and talking amongst themselves as they gorged on what was probably cheap and low-quality noodles.
All conversation stopped once they noticed Daria walk in, everyone's eyes glued to her hips and breasts as she strode forward with a confident gait.
Taking up the spot to her left, I gave her a quick nudge with my shoulder, getting her attention as I whispered softly. "Whatever it is you're doing, you might wanna stop. The people here look one step away from organizing a gang rape."
She tilted her head and looked at me quizzically, before turning her gaze onto the patrons of the McNoodles. Her eyes flashed in amusement, before she waved her hand. All at once, everyone went back to their meals, completely ignoring us as they began to chat idly.
We grabbed a booth in the far-left corner, secluded from the rest of the patrons as I settled the bags in my hand onto the floor next to us. Leaning forward, I tapped on the table to get Daria's attention. "What the hell was that? You didn't even look them in the eye. You just… walked. And then you waved your hand and suddenly everything was normal!"
Her elbow leaned on the table, her head resting on her hand as she laughed. "We Aspects of Destruction have quite a few different abilities. They're not quite magic, since magic can no longer reside within us, but it's still… magic-like. Really, it's an actualization of what we are. I am Bestial Lust, Darian is Humane Morality, and you… well we'll figure it out. But if I had to guess, I'd call you Unbound Truth."
Unbound Truth. It resonated with me somewhat. Taking that information in stride, I pushed further. "And what was that specifically?"
A mischievous grin stretched her lips. "Oh, that little thing? That was simply my Lustful Presence. Those around me will feel an incredible desire for my being and depending on how strong of a will they've got, it'll consume them entirely. At least, until I suppress it of course. Then, they'll go back to what they were doing without a care in the world."
My eyes narrowed, looking back towards the restaurant patrons, watching as they laughed and ate. "And why did you have it on full blast?"
She looked vaguely insulted at my accusation, leaning back as she tapped her fingers against the table. "Full blast? That was nothing my dear. If I were on full blast, those people would be little more than a quivering, orgasmic mess. And I didn't mean to have it on. It's something that I have to actively focus on suppressing. My control must've slipped a bit."
I nodded along, frowning slightly as a thought came to mind. "How come I wasn't affected? I was definitely affected by those damned eyes of yours earlier."
Brushing some of her luxurious hair away from her face, her expression grew a tad more serious. "For the most part, we can't affect each other with our abilities. Our resistance to other Aspects' powers makes that nearly impossible. However, there is one major exception. Our eyes are a sort of weak spot. So, my Lustful Gaze and that truth thing of yours can easily affect other Aspects."
Huh. That was good to know. We sat there in a companionable silence, watching as a large man walked towards us, a suit and tie immaculately cleaned and pressed with a briefcase in hand. His salt and pepper hair were tied up in a ponytail, and his beard was thick but well groomed.
His eyes glowed navy.
Daria waved him over, a grin on her face as she began to stand up. "Darian! So good of you to join us! Finally, I can go and order some actual food now! You two introduce yourselves to one another, and I'm going to go and order us a proper meal!"
"Wait what."
She ignored me in favor of pushing Darian into the seat she was just occupying, the older man grunting as he gave her an annoyed glare. She paid him no mind, walking towards the cashier and ignoring us entirely.
Darian looked down towards me, eyes narrowed as he seemed to take me apart in his mind. His state was intense, enough to make me squirm in my seat. Finally, after what felt like ages of silence, he spoke. "Darius, right? Daria didn't tell me much other than your name and your apparent affinity for the truth. Would you like a cheeseburger?"
"Wh-What?"
His expression didn't change, his eyes still just as intense and piercing as they were moments ago. "Would you like a cheeseburger? I know how Daria's obsession with weeb culture can get a bit… frustrating after a while. And I had a feeling she'd choose this place to meet up. So, I grilled some burgers and packed them in my briefcase. Would you like one?"
I shook off the awkwardness that had permeated the air, giving him a slow nod. "Sure thing. I… I think I like cheeseburgers. And yeah, my name is Darius."
He nodded, satisfied with my answer as he opened up his briefcase. The top of it blocked my vision, but he soon closed it and offered me two metal containers, some strange carvings glowing slightly on top of it.
Taking the containers, I pointed towards the strange symbols. "What are those weird carvings?"
Opening up his own container, he answered my question thoroughly. "Those are sigils. A lost art, where the closest thing resembling it are modern day runes. Even then, they lack the sheer power of sigils. Though make up for it with control."
He paused for a moment, before continuing. "They do well in keeping food warm."
Hold the fucking phone, runes? Sigils? "I thought magic was gone?"
He took a bite out of his burger, chewing for a bit before swallowing. "Not quite. Humanity can no longer use magic in the form of spells and sorcery, but it's still present. Nowadays, humans use enchanting and runes in order to use the magic within the atmosphere. It's impressive what they can do, especially with such limited lifespans."
Huh. Neat.
Opening the container, I breathed in the smell of grilled meat and melting cheese, licking my lips as I tentatively grabbed the burger. It was warm, hot even, but it didn't burn me as I lifted it up to my face and took a bite out of it.
Oh, wow.
It was juicy, a single bite gushing with what was probably grease or something. It was lightly seasoned, though with what I had no idea. The cheese oozed out the sides, staining my hands and dripping onto the container. It was gooey, complimenting the meat almost perfectly.
"It seems you do indeed like burgers."
Darian's voice brought me out of… whatever that was, and I flushed lightly as the realization that I had just zoned out hit me. "Uh, y-yeah. It's uh, it's good. Sorry for getting cheese on the container."
He chuckled slightly, a small smile on his lips as he waved it off. "Don't worry about it. They're stainless anyway."
I nodded, taking another bite out of the burger as I relished in the flavor.
"Hey guys, I've got the- really old man? You brought burgers here? You knew I was going to buy some noodles, and yet you still brought burgers?"
Daria held a tray in her hands, there plastic bowls filled with noodles and broth sitting on it as she scowled at Darian. Placing the tray in the center of the table, she turned her glare over towards me, as I sat there frozen, mouth open and burger in hand as it oozed cheese. "Uh… I like cheeseburgers."
Her scowl deepened. "Of course you do. Now then, scoot over. My ass is thicker than oatmeal, so you're going to have to make some space so I don't crush you. Or don't, if you're into that sort of thing. I know I am~."
I grumbled slightly, sliding over to the wall. It was a good thing I didn't have much in the way of weight, otherwise it would've felt kind of cramped. Huh, now that I think about it, this is the first full meal I've ever had. Especially since I never got to finish my corn flakes before accidentally spilling them on my head.
"Good."
Daria slid in, pushing up against me in a way that could only be described as purposeful. There was plenty of space on the other side of the bench, but she insisted on rubbing shoulders with me. I'm glad I'm still wearing sweatpants.
"Daria, do you have to be so… lustful? Especially with one of our own?"
Concern shown in Darian's eyes. Concern, and a mild amount of embarrassment. Not that Daria seemed to care, as she simply scoffed and grabbed one of the noodle bowls. "Old man, I am literally Bestial Lust. It's kind of my thing. Besides, just because you don't inherit the family narcissism, doesn't mean you can shame the rest of us for it."
Finishing off the first burger, I grabbed the second container and popped it open. Picking the second burger up, I watched in quiet fascination as the two of them began to bicker. It was almost surreal, the way Daria's personality seemed to flip.
"I'm not shaming you sweetie, I'm supportive of your life choices. I suppose the appearance of another one of us has simply made me a bit nostalgic. Remember when you first came here? You started as an adorable little girl, scared of everything and always wanting me to- "
Daria slammed a hand on the table, face red as she glared at him. "Dad! I mean, old man! Seriously?! In front of the new guy?"
They looked towards me, waiting for me to say something. Swallowing the bit of burger that was in my mouth, I shrugged. "Sounds cute."
Amusement flashed in Darian's eyes, before a more innocent expression took its place. "See? He thinks you're cute too. And you know I don't mind it if you call me dad, kiddo."
She groaned, sulking as she slurped up some noodles. "I'm going to kill you one of these days."
Darian openly laughed this time, reaching over to pat her head, though she pulled away before he could. "You've been saying that since you hit puberty sweetheart. Somehow I doubt you actually mean it."
Polishing off the last bit off my second burger, I decided to do Darian's solid and take center stage. "So, she used to be a child? Do we just age really slowly then?"
Daria looked pleased with the change of topic, though still focused on her noodles. Seeing this, Darian sighed and stepped up. "Kind of. Really, it all depends on what age you first appear in. For me, I've been an "Old man" all my life. However, since Daria was a child, she still grew until she hit her prime. For you, I'd say you have maybe three or four years left before you stop aging entirely. As a side note, we certainly need to get some meat on those bones of yours. You look far too thin for your frame."
I glanced between the two of them, noting how well built they were. Darian looked buff as all hell under that suit, and Daria, well she was Daria. Curvier than a circle and juicier than a steak.
I want to eat steak one day. Well, steak and steak.
Bobbing my head, I absentmindedly reached out to grab one of the noodle bowls, still hungry despite the two burgers I ate. Before I could grab it however, a hand slapped my own away from the bowl. Daria glanced towards me, a smirk on her face. "You already had your dinner. Burgers, if I'm not mistaken. So surely, you don't need this as well."
Scowling, I got ready to make a snarky retort in response, only for a briefcase to be pushed toward my direction. Darian had a small smile on his face, even as he turned the briefcase towards me, revealing at least a dozen more burgers. "You've been out for a few weeks now. It's no wonder you're starving. While Daria and I explain what the plan is, you can dig in. Enjoy."
I said my thanks, grabbing the closest container and popping it open. Picking up the burger inside it, I made sure to pay attention as Darian began to speak. "Good. Now then, Daria and I both work at a rather special academy, boringly named, Spudnik Academy. I'm the headmaster, and Daria here is a history teacher."
Huh. Well at least her slutty teacher outfit made sense now. Still, I couldn't help myself as I let out a small quip, even as I practically inhaled the burger in my hand. "Is it because she's old?"
A heeled foot slammed into my leg, making me gasp out in pain. Daria glared cooly at me, her lips twitching downward. "I prefer the word experienced. And you will too, if you don't want to go back into that coma."
"G-Gotcha."
Raising an eyebrow at the display before him, Darian picked up where he left off. "Riiiight. Anyway, we work at the academy. As such, it would make sense that you attend it."
Alarm bells began to ring in my head, even as I shoved another burger down my throat and swallowed. "Like, an internship, right? A job even?"
An arm wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me into Daria's cleavage. "Silly little brother! You're going to be a student there, and I'm going to be your sexy history teacher! Isn't that just grand!"
My screams were muffled by the bountiful tit flesh covering my face.
"Let him breathe Daria. We don't want to suffocate him, now do we?"
Daria hummed, the sound vibrating down her throat and through her breasts. "I suppose so."
The arm around my head relaxed, allowing me to pull myself out of the soft embrace of death and breath. Once I got a few lungfuls of air going, I cleared my throat and turned my gaze towards Darian. "Look, I don't need to go to school. I mean, I'm probably plenty smart. I have a lot of facts and knowledge stuffed in this dome of mine, so I'm sure I can just use that. Besides, I'm probably too old for that anyway."
He crossed his arms, eyes hardening as he leveled a light glare at me. "Darius, you will be going to school. Not only are you missing vital information pertaining to this world, but you also need a social life outside of me and especially outside of Daria. And if you're worried about age, don't worry. The academy's age range is from eighteen to twenty-one. Give or take a year or two."
Th-Those were all good points, but I had a counterpoint. "I don't wanna."
"Then I suppose you also don't want to try new and exciting things?"
…Shit. "I'm listening."
Leaning forward, he pulled out a small black rectangle. Pushing a single button, the rectangle flared to life, revealing itself to be a phone. He began to scroll through it, showing me a variety of images. A large open field, a strange alchemy looking place, a smithy, and even a sandwich bar. "This isn't any old academy Darius. This is the most illustrious academy in the country. The reason it starts at eighteen is because standard education ends at sixteen. The entire year gap between the two ages is used specifically to study for the entrance exam required. And only the top five percent get in, with some minor exceptions. The tuition alone is absolutely insane, almost criminally so. Not my idea by the way, it was the Board of Education's decision. Anyway, this place is the dream for just about anyone. The number of strings I had to pull in order to get you in isn't even funny. So I swear to every ounce of pride in my body, I will drag you there kicking and screaming if I truly must. Understood?"
I shrank back, staring at the phone screen with no minor sense of intimidation. "…You had me hooked with the sandwich bar, not gonna lie."
A snort came from Daria, who leaned back and rested her head on her hand. "As a teacher there, I can also guarantee that there are enough hot women there to satisfy your hedonistic desires. I even have a list of my favorites."
That was also a really good point.
Darian stared at Daria, before digging as he looked back at me. "Ignoring the fact that one of my staff has just openly admitted to having sex with several female students- "
"Wasn't just female."
He clenched his teeth, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I said ignoring that fact, I'm glad you decided to come on board so easily. It makes the rest of this process much easier. Daria."
The woman in question sat up straight, the casual blasé attitude she once held gone as a far more serious expression took hold. "Yes boss?"
Digging into his pocket, Darian pulled out another phone, handing it to me before looking back towards Daria. "I trust you can prepare him for classes. I will be taking care of the paperwork involved. Thankfully, I managed to work out a schedule before I got here. I'll email it to you later. Until then, it's been a pleasure to meet you, Darius."
He stretched his hand out, offering it to me. Reaching forward, I gave his hand a good shake. "You too Darian."
Giving us a quick nod, he stood up from the table and grabbed his briefcase, now completely empty except for several metal containers. Packing everything up, he lifted the case and began to make his way to leave, before stopping and looking back. "Do you have a last name you wish to use? Or should I just make one up?"
Well, considering I've already told someone my on-the-spot last name, I may as well stick to it. "Adiel. Darius Adiel."
He paused, looking back at me with curiosity shining in his eyes. "Adiel, huh? How curious."
With that, he turned and left.
…
The car ride back to Daria's apartment was awkward, neither one of us having anything to say to the other. I was a bit preoccupied with all the new information I had taken in, and Daria… well…
"Stop driving like you're ninety! Some of us have places to be!"
Of all the people who could be affected so easily by road rage, Daria didn't really come to mind. Then again, I've only known her for less than a day.
Deciding to try and distract her from her anger before she could try and force into the car in front of us, I decided to start up a random conversation. "So, Daria. How quickly do powers usually develop?"
She stopped honking the horn, leaning back into her seat with an annoyed sigh. "Depends. For me, it took almost thirty years before anything other than the basic powers showed up. You know, the superhuman body and insane learning speed. Why do you ask? Excited to get some new cool tricks of your own?"
Ah, so those were basic powers. Good to know. "Just curious. Back at that clothing store, I think I accidentally manifested another power."
Daria blinked, turning the wheel as she drove around the car in front of us and stepped on the gas. "Already? Gods damn, you sure are manifesting quickly. So, what was it?"
Thinking back to the mall, I tried to find a way to describe it more directly than the perk description did. "Well, I think I can sort of sense the presence of those who lie maliciously. Like, manipulative people or something. I dunno, it hasn't acted up since."
My eyes turned towards the window, watching the city go by in a haze of neon lights.
"Sounds cool. So, who was it that triggered this? Did you get a name?"
A frown stretched my lips downward, the name of that snake coming to mind quickly. "Ben. I'm pretty sure that's his first name, but considering how you've poisoned this place with your weebness, it could be his last name. There was also a girl, Milly."
She hummed, tapping her fingers against the wheel. "Ben, huh? Boring looking, brown hair falling into his face, basically a nobody with a lazy man's mullet?"
I blinked owlishly, before shaking it away and focusing back on the question. "Uh, yeah. That was basically my exact mental description of him."
Pulling into an apartment complex, she slowed down as she arrived at a parking lot. "I figured. Still, rather surprising that it's him of all people. He was the lucky winner of a raffle and got into the academy basically for free. Hangs out with a bunch of hotties but hasn't slept with any of them shockingly enough. I always thought it was because he was a dense, clumsy idiot with no talents whatsoever, but if your power flared up like that in his presence… "
If it were anyone else, I would've winced at her thoughts on him. But considering it was him, I didn't really care. "Then maybe he's using them for something. I don't know what, but I do know that his clumsiness is no accident. Dude straight up fell on nothing and aimed right at Milly's crotch."
My fist tightened. To think, someone so loathe worthy actually existed. That he'd base several relationships with people on lies and false hopes, leading them along a trail of broken promises and empty words to some nefarious destination that-
A hand grabbed my junk, completely derailing whatever tangent I was on. "Jesus Christ Daria! Why?!"
Extracting her hand from my dick, she shut the car off and stared at me. "You were stuck in your head. One of the downsides of manifesting your powers so early is that they can consume you rather easily. Your anger, is it at the fact his victims are poor, innocent young women, or the fact he lied?"
I winced, sinking in my seat as I realized what she meant. "The latter."
A nod. "Good, you can recognize that. If you're going to be angry at anything, then you should be angry because of what he's putting the victims through. Tell me, what are you going to do about it?"
My brow furrowed. It was kind of obvious, wasn't it? "Tell everyone that he's a lying piece of shit. Duh."
She slapped the top of his head. "Wrong. Those girls are probably hopelessly hooked on that guy. So even if you manage to convince a few of them, the majority won't believe you. You're the new guy. No one trusts you yet. You don't have any leverage, and no one will believe that you can force people to tell the truth. And even if you do that, he can just claim that you threatened him. I don't know if you noticed yet, but that truth power of yours is pretty dominating. Won't be hard to spin that as intimidation rather than truth."
Rubbing the back of my head, I glared at her. "Right, so what do you recommend then?"
I regretted it as soon as it left my mouth, and the mischievous smirk on Daria's face didn't help one bit. "Well, if he's trying to gather a harem for himself, then you just need to steal it away from him."
That… was absolutely retarded. "Daria, how does that solve any problems? "Oh no, a guy is manipulating women to be in his harem! You better manipulate them to be in your harem instead!" That's you."
She looked ready to hit me again, before she let it go and just gathered her belongings. "Should've known that Truth would have a moral compass. Then don't manipulate them. Be honest with them and win them over that way."
Better, but it still didn't make any sense to me. "I don't see how being honest is going to make it easy. Or even possible. What, do I compliment them on how conventionally attractive they are?"
Daria opened the car door, stepping out and giving me one last look. "You seriously need some actual experience with women. Anyway, make sure to grab the bags before you go. Don't want to forget your brand-new clothes, now do you?"
I nodded, mumbling a few obscenities as I got out the car and grabbed the bags from the trunk and closed it.
Following after Daria, we entered the expensive apartment complex and walked towards the elevator, pausing as an auburn-haired woman with emerald green eyes and ivory skin stared at her phone. The woman wore a leather jacket over a black shirt, some random metal band on it. Her legs were covered in a pair of black ripped jeans, with shiny leather boots going up to the middle of her calf. Her eyes looked up, noticing Daria and she waved. "Yo, Lustcraft-Sensei! Where have you been? I've been waiting outside your apartment for like an hour!"
Lustcraft? Was that the name Daria chose? Kind of weird, but who am I to judge?
Looking back towards Daria, it was like a switch had been flipped. Any semblance of maturity the woman had was gone, replaced with a salacious grin and swaying hips. I guess she was still mature, just in a very different way. Batting her eyes, she waved slyly towards the woman. "Jolene-Kun, what a wonderful way to be greeted back home after a long day. And my apologies for taking so long, I was merely showing my little brother around. And shopping of course. You weren't lonely without me, were you?"
The woman, Jolene, blushed and looked away, clearing her throat as her eyes landed on me. "N-Not at all. So, this guy here is your brother? Damn, the similarities are uncanny. It'd be creepy if it weren't so damn sexy."
Ah, this must be one of the students that she slept with. One of several. This is awkward. I gave her a wave, stuffing down my mild discomfort with a smile. "Darius Adiel. A pleasure to meet you, I'm sure."
She seemed to visibly relax for some reason, eyes still looking back and forth between Daria and I. "Damn straight. So, Lustcraft-Sensei, are we still on for tonight?"
On for tonight? What did she- oh. Oh no.
Daria looked between me and Jolene, a grin growing as she lifted a finger to her lips. "Well, unfortunately I'm going to be a bit busy tonight. Grading papers and all that. However, Darius over here has nothing planned for the evening. And, well, despite his handsome face and wonderful equipment, he's never been with a woman before. So you'd be doing me, and yourself if you know what I mean, a huge favor by taking care of that for me. Pretty please?"
The smile on Jolene's face was downright predatory as she regarded me. "Oh my, Lustcraft-Sensei, you got me a virgin to play with? And it's your own brother? Mmm, this is a wonderful present. I'll be sure to teach him all of the ropes. Maybe even with ropes."
I am aroused and afraid. But mostly aroused.
Daria laughed, a sultry sound that strengthened the aroused part of me. "Wonderful. And don't be afraid to be a little rough with him. He can take it."
I am so going to get back at her for this.
…
"So this is your room, huh? Pretty swanky."
I tossed the bags into the closet, sighing as Jolene plopped herself on my bed. Daria had practically tossed us in here as soon as we got inside her apartment, not to mention how insufferable she had been in the elevator. Kept going on and on about what positions would be fun, and even getting a bit handsy at times. It would've been fine, if it were just us. But no, there was another woman there, and she seemed to be very into it.
I sighed, relaxing on the wall next to the bed. "You know, you don't have to do this."
Jolene snorted, jumping up from the bed and walking towards me. "Please, this is awesome. I mean, your sister is a total monster in bed, and the hottest woman I have ever seen, but sometimes you just want a nice hard dick. And if it's her virgin brother? Well, that's just way fucking better. Taking away a boy's virginity and making him a man, seeing the lust in their eyes as they worship my body and moan my name, it's intoxicating."
She rested a hand on my chest, and I was suddenly aware of the fact she was several inches shorter than me. "This would be a bit more intimidating if you weren't shorter than me."
Her hand slapped my chest, a pout on her face as she crossed her arms under her considerable bust. "It's not my fault your family is composed of giants. I mean, the headmaster, Lustcraft-Sensei, and even the little brother. Totally not fair."
I laughed, crossing my arms as I looked down at her. "If that helps you sleep at night Jolene."
An amorous expression flashed on her face, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. "If things go as planned, I don't need to worry about sleeping at all tonight."
The lighthearted atmosphere shattered, reminding me of the mildly uncomfortable situation that had been thrust upon me. No doubt Daria was probably listening in, and I'd have to deal with her obnoxious behavior all day tomorrow. Add in the fact that I don't even know this girl, and-
A hand grabbed my shirt, pulling me down towards Jolene as she shoved her lips onto my own. Her hands rested on my chest as she pushed herself deeper into the kiss.
My body was tense, even as I tried to relax and lose myself in the kiss. My hands stiffly stood on her hips, not daring to stray further down.
Jolene pulled away, our noses touching as she smirked at me. "You're such a nervous boy. Come on now, let yourself run wild."
I tried to force myself to loosen up, to let myself run wild as she suggested, but it just didn't seem to click with me. "How do I even do that? Just, be loose?"
A quiet coo escaped her lips, her fingers brushing my hair away from my face. "Just follow what your heart, or dick, tells you to do. Trust your instincts and be true to them. Okay?"
Be true to my instincts, huh?
I dove for her lips, capturing them with my own as I pulled her closer to me. Her breasts squished against my chest, soft and pliable.
My hands fell downward, cupping her ass and squeezing it, feeling its firmness.
A soft and feminine hand gripped my hair, pulling my head back as she held onto my bottom lip with her teeth, biting it gently. "Mmm, much better. But surely you have some more in you?"
It was a challenge, and one I wasn't going to back down from.
Pushing forward, I began to kiss alongside her jaw, tracing the edge of it to her ear. I hesitated for a moment, instead letting my hot breath wash against her ear before finally nibbling on the lobe.
Jolene took in a sharp breath, humming as she tightened her hold on my hair. "Oh my~! You sure you've never been with a woman?"
Considering I've only been conscious for less than a day, I'd say so. I was relying on instinct, and random bits of false memories to guide.
My mouth left her earlobe as I moved back up to look her in the eye. Words appeared in my mind, and I grinned devilishly. "You're the first woman I've ever been with like this Jolene. I'm at your complete mercy."
A silent gasp escaped her as she bit her lower lip. Her other hand curled itself in my hair, and she pulled my face into her neck. I wasn't going to complain, instead choosing to suckle on her taut flesh.
Her knee found its place between my thighs as she began to toy with my crotch with her upper thigh. My own knee was between her thighs, her every movement grinding her clothed pussy against my knee.
My mouth hit the collar of her jacket, so I went down the line of it and stopped at her shirt. I looked up at her, titling my head questioningly. She gave me a slow nod. "You may."
Abandoning my grip on her tight ass, I grabbed the opening of her jacket and pulled it off her, letting it drop to the floor. I went to grab her shirt, before I paused. Her arm was bare, and right next to my face.
My lips twitched upwards.
Running my hand along the side of her arm, I softly held her hand under my own, gently pulling it away from my hair. I locked eyes with her, bringing her hand toward my lips and kissing her fingers one by one, smiling her middle finger and leaving it for last.
Her grinding sped up as I approached her middle finger, tongue leaving my mouth as I slowly placed her finger on it. I wrapped my lips around the digit, sucking on it as another gasp left her lips. "Fuck."
I let her hand go, watching as she carefully extracted her finger from my lips with a satisfying pop. My hands ran up her sides, gripping the edges of her shirt and pulling it up. She lifted her arms, allowing it to go over her head and onto the floor next to her jacket.
Her bra was black and lacy, just barely containing her large breasts, which looked ready to pop from the bra. They weren't Daria big, I doubt anyone is, but they were still decently hefty.
Lowering my face to her exposed cleavage, I gave it a tentative lick, watching her expression. She smirked, rubbing her finger in a circle against my scalp.
Emboldened, I dove deeper into her cleavage, kissing and suckling every inch of flesh. I devoured her chest, making sure nothing remained untouched by my assault.
Reaching her bra, I looked back up towards her. Reading the question in my eyes, she reached back and unclipped her bra, pulling it away and tossing it to the side.
My mouth watered.
Her nipples were pink and puffy, stiff long before they hit the air. I surfed forward, taking one in my mouth as I sucked on it. My tongue swirled around the nub, my teeth grazing it but never causing any pain.
Her crotch ground against my leg, a needy moan leaving her lips as I lifted my hand up and played with her other breast. I thumbed her nipple, rolling it between my fingers and pinching it ever so slightly.
"Aah! Time for that wonderful mouth of yours to go down on me."
Jolene pulled me away from her breasts, taking a step back and unbuttoning her jeans. She pulled them down alongside her panties, her well groomed pussy bare.
Her hand held onto my shoulder, pushing me to my knees as she wrapped her thighs around my face. It was a tangy smell, but not bad in any sense of the word.
Looking up at her, I hesitantly stuck my tongue out and gave her slit a long lick. She bit her lip, tightening her hold on my hair as she watched me retract my tongue and give the taste a little thought. Much like the smell, it was kinda tangy, almost sour. But in a good way.
I wanted more of it.
Diving in, I kept my eyes on her as I buried my face into her crotch, taking in the smell and taste with gusto. Jolene abandoned holding her pleasure in, moaning as I ate her out. "Hah, hah, holy fuck! It's like, oh gods, you're getting better with every, oohh, passing second! Hooowww?!"
My hands gripped the back of her thighs, digging deeper into her as I tried my absolute best to translate her moans into writing with my tongue.
I stared at her intently, watching her every reaction and adjusting my technique to match. The way her chest thrust out, breasts bouncing as she removed a hand from my scalp and groped her own breast, tweaking her nipple. How she began to grind her hips against my face as she sought to drive my tongue deeper inside her. The reddening of her cheeks as her humping grew frenzied and wild.
And the way her thighs clenched around my head as she reached her climax.
"Gods damn it! I'm cumming, holy fuck I'm cumming all over your strong jaw and magical tongue!"
I closed an eye as something we splashed against my face, not stopping my feast even as Jolene's entire body seized up. Her back arched forward, shoving my face deeper into her crotch as she breathed in and out heavily. "Either you're just naturally talented… or being sex wizards just run in the family… because fuck! Men should not be that good at eating pussy."
She let go of my head and unclenched her thighs, allowing me to breathe in some air that I had no idea I needed. "Well… "
Lifting my hand to my face, I wiped away the liquid she had squirted out, bringing it to my lips and licking my hand clean. "I aim to please."
Her eyes stared at me, her breathing heavy as lust built up within her. Her lips quivered, before she began to command me, a throaty and erotic sound. "Get up and take off your shirt."
I wasted no time in following her command, my pants tight as I got to a knee and stood up. Gripping the edges of my shirt, I pulled it over my head and held it in my hand, ready to toss it to the side.
"No. Give it to me."
Oh? I did as she demanded, handing her the shirt. She lifted it up to her face, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath in and smelling the shirt. Her eyes opened, and she gave me a half-lidded and lustful look. "Hold your hands out, side by side."
Figuring out where this was going, I held my hands out side by side and watched as she tied them together with the shirt, knotting it.
"Good."
Raising an eyebrow, I peered through the gap in my arms as she got to her knees and tugged on the edge of my sweatpants and boxers. Finding a solid grip, she yanked them both down, gasping as my dick hit her cheek with a meaty slap.
Her eyes glanced back up to me, burning with desire, and I gave her a self-satisfied smirk. A growl erupted from the back of her throat, and she gave my cock a few lazy strokes. "I can suck you off another time. Right now, I need this bad boy in me."
Stepping out of my pants and boxers, I waited for Jolene to get back to her own feet. Once she did, she rested a hand on my chest, pushing me back and onto the bed.
I tried to sit up, but she stopped me as she grabbed my arms and pushed them above my head. Her body slid across mine, her breasts rubbing along my body as she did so. "Remember, I'm in control. You got that?"
Biting the inside of my cheek, I nodded.
Her hands steadily slid down my arms, before resting on my shoulders as she pushed herself off of me and sat right below my dick. My length stopped right below her belly button, Jolene's eyes widening as she saw them side by side.
Leaning down, she held herself up with her hands on my shoulders, rubbing herself against my length as she prepared both herself and me for penetration. "Hope you're ready for this. I'm about to make you a man."
My arms tensed, but I restrained myself from tearing through the shirt. "I'm ready to receive you, mistress."
Her breath hitched, red hot lust burning in her cheeks as she lifted her hips up and toyed with the head of my cock with her pussy lips. She swayed her hips back and forth, pushing the head in a little bit deeper each time, before she finally dropped down on me.
I gasped, hands clenching as an unrestrained moan escaped my lips. "Oh god, Jolene."
She hissed in pleasure, rolling her hips and electing another gasp from me. It felt like my dick was wrapped in a warm, moist, velvet which tightened delightfully around me.
Her hands flowed down my chest, resting on my hips as she lifted herself up, dropping back down. We both groaned at the sensation, breath short as she got into a rhythm. "Yes! Yes! Don't you dare fucking move! I'm in charge! Stay, fucking, still!"
I obeyed, too engrossed in my own pleasure to care. My eyes traced her body, watching her tits bounce as she rode me. Her long auburn hair framed her face beautifully, bringing attention to the lewd grunts and moans that escaped her lips.
She paused for a moment, gasping for air as she rolled her hips up and down. She leaned forward, arms coming together and squeezing her breasts against one another. I wanted to do something, anything to completely tear her down with pleasure. And then I saw her eyes. They were glazed and unfocused, flickering around the room as she caught her breath.
And then they met mine.
Her want, her desire, was clear to see. It enveloped her being, her every action and thought, and it enraptured me. I wanted to fulfill them, to quench her thirst and then some.
And I will.
I sat up, startling Jolene as I lifted my bound arms over her head and pushed our chests together. She frowned, token frustration evident expression even as her eyes denied it. "What are you doing? I told you, I'm in char- "
I thrust upward, interrupting her as she yelped cutely. Her eyes stared into my own, narrowing as I began to thrust up into her. Seeing as she was staring directly into my eyes, I began to coax the truth from her. "Tell me, what do you truly want right now? What do you truly desire above all else in this exact instance? Let the hidden and unknown truth flow from you, free and untethered."
Her eyes glazed over once more, and her gasps and whines grew more frequent. Her mouth opened and closed, bathing my face in her hot breath. "I want to feel loved! To be held as you pound into me! To feel your hands explore my body, greedy and desperate to have as much of me as possible!"
Closing the gap between us, I kissed her ample lips, slipping my tongue inside her warm mouth feverishly as I slowed my thrusts. I brought my arms closer to me, squishing Jolene against me as I tensed my arms and tore through the shirt that had held them together.
Pulling away from our kiss, I moved my lips over to her ear and whispered into it. "Then I will show you love, with all I have."
Her breathing sharpened as I kissed her neck, dragging my tongue down to her breasts. My hands traveled down her sides, groping her firm assflesh and kneading it like dough.
Her whines devolved into wanton moans as her hands dug into my back, nails scraping against my flesh. Every thrust bounced her up and down, dragging her body along my own repeatedly. She stared at my face, locking onto my eyes and pushing forward until our lips were connected and then some.
I fell back, running my hands along her back as she pushed back against me, meeting my thrusts with her own. Her nails scraped against my chest, futility trying to push herself up. Every thrust made her arms wobble, dropping her back into my chest as she gave up and just accepted the pleasure.
She pulled away from our kiss, her hands clenching as her moaning hit a new high. "Close! Oh gods, I'm so close! Ah! Aah! Oooh! Don't stop! Don't you dare fucking stop!"
With that in mind, I began to apply more pressure into my thrusts, my breathing coming out ragged as my own climax began to approach. I trailed my hand up, holding Jolene's head by her chin and shoving my lips against her own in a frenzy.
She began to scream into my mouth, hands roving my body as she began to tense up. Our kiss broke again, her head falling into the crook of my neck as she let out one final scream. "I'm cumming again! All over your big fat cock! Hold me tighter! Do iiiiiitttt!"
My arms wrapped around her, squeezing her as she came explosively. Her cunt tightened ridiculously, choking my dick out as I slammed into her one more time and let out a growl as I came deep inside her.
We laid there, panting as we tried to catch our breath. Jolene's shallow breaths were hot against my ear, especially once she began to speak. "That was… something."
I nodded absentmindedly, giving her ass a squeeze. "Yeah."
She pulled back, resting her head against my chest. Her hand idly traced circles against my pectoral. "I've never really felt like that before. With Daria it's fast and hard, orgasm after orgasm, pure carnal pleasure through and through. But here… with you… it was different. Slower, more passionate. I only came twice, and yet I feel like I've gone several rounds with Daria. I… I like it."
I chuckled, stroking her hair as we rested. "I guess it's quality versus quantity then."
She laughed, looking up towards me with a playful smirk. "The quality may have been top notch, but I hope you have some quantity in you."
Raising an eyebrow, I gave her a slow and purposeful thrust, watching as she moaned quietly. "There's some quantity right there for you."
A thought hit my mind suddenly, before I began to panic slightly. "Shit, I came inside you!"
A hand slapped my chest, and I looked down to see an easy smile on Jolene's face. "Don't worry about it, I'm sure Daria has some contraceptive potions lying around somewhere."
I relaxed, rubbing her arm as I took into the moment.
And then she lifted herself off my cock, a light squelch coming from where we were connected. She gave me a sultry smirk, dragging her spelt down under the sheets as her voice echoed out. "I think I promised to suck your big, delicious cock earlier. I think it's time I held up that bargain."
Moist lips wrapped around the head of my cock, and a gasp escaped my lips as I ran my fingers through her hair and rested my hand on her head.
I owe Daria one. Big time.
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Not gonna lie, the smut was a last minute plan, but I feel like I did a good job with it. It fits with the plot of the story, it has good theming, and it has plot significance. It's more than just, "MC has sex, wooshers". Though my actual smut writing muscles aren't that strong, so you'll have to tell me if I did a good job. What parts can I work on? What parts did well? What would you like to see from this story? Don't be afraid to share your opinions!
Now onto our first Review of the Chapter:
"Holy shit dude. You really outdid yourself here, like this is awesome and hilarious. I couldn't stop laughing the entire time and I loved it.
All I can say is WOW. I can't wait to see how this plays out.
Thank you for being awesome and giving me a slice of laughter"
It's good to see that this is resonating with some people. I was actually extremely worried that it wouldn't take, but it seems that this idea is actually liked. Especially amongst the QQ crowd, those wonderful degenerates.
This has been A Decent Hoonter, and I wrote this to the tune of Everytime We Touch.
