A/N: Cursed items, always the bane of adventurers. Sure they seem cool at first, but than you can't get rid of it and it corrupts you and changes your aliment. And you are fucked if you don't have a cleric or priest with you. Is that how that works? I never played DD so I wouldn't know.
I have played a PC game called Wizardry 8 which has cursed weapons in it. I think you needed a priest to remove them. I don't remember. Point is no one wants a cursed weapon. But than again, we seldom don't get a choice. Much like who we fall in love with, so the question is can you still love someone who is cursed? Let's find out, shall we?
Chapter 36
My name is Michael Facinelli, I work as night guard at a local museum. The hours weren't great and the pay was just as good. So why do I stay? Dr. Patricia Evans. Dr. Evans was beautiful, wicked smart, and the only reason why I'm still working here. She usually stayed after closing to study what got brought in.
She was working late as usual. Her long black hair tied into a bun, her blues eyes covered by glasses, and despite the lab coat she had a nice figure.
"Dr. Evans, working late again?" I asked knocking on her office door.
"Hmm? Oh, Mike! Sorry I was a bit distracted by our latest find." she said taking the pencil she was chewing on out of her mouth.
Her "latest find" was a sword. It was a mix of black and red, looked like it was made out of crystal or glass. I don't know what it was but it gave me the creeps.
"I've never seen a sword like that before." I said.
"Fascinating isn't it? It was found in an old ruin along with a suit of armor, a few pieces of art, and some tapestries." she said.
"Looks freaky looking." I said.
"You know, when they find it one of the workers swore it was glow...ow!" she cried cutting her finger on the blade.
"Are you okay? That looks pretty bad." I said.
"It's fine, I'll live." she said, her finger clearly bleeding.
"Nah, this needs to get fixed. I've got a first aid kit at my station, I'll be back." I said.
I went off to get the first aid kit, but when I got back she was gone. So was the sword. Where did she go? I didn't see any blood, I hope she's okay. I began looking around for Dr. Evans, suddenly I heard a loud clatter and rushed to the noise.
I found the source, Sturgis Dixon another night guard was picking up pieces of a suit of armor he knocked over.
"Sturgis, what the hell are you doing?" I asked.
"Oh hey, Mike. I ah...knocked this display over." he said picking the pieces, some of which fell out of his grasp.
"Uh-huh, have you seen Dr. Evans?" I asked.
"Wasn't she in her office?" he asked.
"She was, but she cut her finger and I went to get her some first aid. When I got back she was gone." I explained.
"Well I ain't seen her. But I'm sure she's around here...somewhere." he said.
"Alright, I'll make sure to find her." I said.
I spent the next hour or so looking for her. She couldn't have left, her car was still in the parking lot and her apartment was too far to walk too. But where was she? I almost had given up hope when I heard a noise. It sounded like...moaning? It came from inside a dark room, I approached the room. Inside was dim, but I could she a figure inside of there.
"Dr. Evans? Is that you?" I asked.
I removed my flashlight from my belt and switched it on. I shined the light on the figure, and I dropped the first aid kit in horror. The figure was clad in some weird black and red material that wrapped around her body leaving some parts of her body exposed. Her hair was long wild strings of ebony. She different colored eyes one blue, the other was red and glowing. I looked by the woman was a pile of tattered clothes and a pair of broken glasses.
"Dr. Evans?" I asked slowly going for my sidearm.
"Mike, something wonderful has happened. I feel so alive, so free!" she exclaimed a twisted smile crept onto her face.
I noticed that one of her hands had that creepy ass sword fused with all that shit on her body.
"I don't know what you are, but I want you to release Dr. Evans now!" I demanded pulling my gun out.
"Release me? Why you don't like the new me?" she asked running her down her body.
"Dr. Evans...Patricia, I don't know what's going on but I know that sword is evil." I said.
"Evil? You wanna know what I think is evil? A lowly security guard too afraid to tell a woman that he likes her." she said taking a step closer.
"How...how do you know that?" I asked taking a step back.
"I see the way you look at me, undressing me with your eyes. I know you want me. You desire me." she said taking another step closer.
"That's not true...okay, it's true that I'm in love with you, but I never 'desired' you." I said.
"All men desire women, they go to extremes to have them. But now you can have me, so why shy away now?" she asked getting closer.
"Not like this." I said.
"Come on Mike, fuck me! Fill my body with your cum! Destroy my pussy with your cock!" she cried getting closer to me.
"Patricia, please don't make me do this!" I said tears filling my eyes.
"Come on Mike, fuck me!" she cried and rushed towards me.
I fired a few rounds into her staggering her. However the bullets didn't do anything. They dropped to the ground, it was almost like that material on her body was made of kevlar.
"Oh shit!" I exclaimed.
"Oh Mike, it's not nice to shoot a lady." she said.
The now possessed Dr. Evans rushed towards me. With her sword hand she swung and hit, slicing my gun's barrel off like it was made of paper! I fell to the ground holding an arm up to shield myself. She swung again right into my arm.
However the blade didn't cut into my flesh. In fact, I felt a burning, throbbing sensation in my arm. It wasn't painful, but it was intense. Dr. Evans giggled right after she cut me and I slowly crawled away from her. She moved along with me taking swipes at me. Though it seemed like she was toying with me, each swipe seemed to be aimed near me, but didn't make contact with my body.
Once she got bored, she sliced right into my leg. I saw the blade make contact, but much like my arm it didn't cut into my flesh. I think saw the blade go right through my leg as if it didn't exist. Dr. Evans giggled again.
"Do you feel it Mike? My burning hot love inside you? Just give up and pour your hot love in me." she said.
"No, I'm not doing that," I said standing up. "If this is how you express love, then I want no part in it. But if you want to kill me, then kill me and stop wasting my time!"
I grabbed her sword and thrusted the blade deep into my chest. I felt the whole burning sensation running throughout my body. A force of energy knocked apart and that black shit started to form on my left hand. However it stopped at the wrist and stayed there, the red parts glowing and diming every so often.
"The hell just happened? Why is this stuff on me?" I asked trying to shake it off.
"You...what did you...do!?" Dr. Evans demanded still possessed.
"I thought the blade would kill. Why? Is that not how it works?" I asked.
"No...the sword has...fused with you...I can...feel myself become...weaker." she said weakly.
I noticed that the sword was gone, not only that but she was sweating and struggling to move.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I lost connection...with the...sword..." she said.
"That's good, I can get Dr. Evans back." I said.
"Dr. Evans' life force...is tied with the sword...if we get...separated from it, we'll both...died." she said.
My eyes wided in shook. As much as I didn't like whatever was controlling her, I didn't want Patricia to die.
"Okay, tell me how to fix this! Tell me what I can do, please, I don't want Patricia to die!" I pleaded.
"We have to...feed off...the new host...which is you." she said.
"Okay, what do want blood? Do you want my blood?" I asked.
"No...we need something stronger...we need...semen." she said.
I was hesitant, but if having sex with her meant saving Patricia's life ththan so be it. I walked over to her.
"I'm sorry Patricia, I just want you know that I'm sorry and I love you." I said and I kissed her.
She deepened the kiss and the material around her body pulled away exposing her breasts and vagina. She removed herself from our kiss, she placed her hands on the wall and spread her legs apart.
I undid my pants and took out my penis. I slowly rubbed my tip against the entrance of her vagina. She moaned and rubbed up against my penis causing it to become erect. I plugged my erection inside her and gently thrusted into her. I grabbed her breasts and she turned to me and kissed me.
"I'm sorry Patricia, I'm sorry." I wept.
"Shhh, it's alright Mike. In fact, I've also been in love with you." she said softly.
"What...why didn't you say anything?" I asked.
"I was never good at expressing my feelings. But now I can be honest, so don't cry Mike. You can fuck me as much as you want without feeling guilty." she said caressing my face.
I felt a weight lifted from my shoulders. I don't know if Patricia will be normal again, but as long as she's okay then I will do anything. I started thrusting harder into her, Patricia rocked her hips making sure that I get every bit of pleasure from her. I gripped her breasts tighter and sped up my thrusts. I felt her vagina tighten around me and I was close to cumming.
"Patricia, I'm going to cum!" I shouted.
"And? If you're going to cum do it. I want every last drop." she said.
I gave a few more thrusts and released my semen inside of her. I panted feeling an incredible rush to my head. Patricia's pussy gripped my cock milking of every bit of my seed. However I wanted more, I felt another erection form inside of her.
"Oh not satisfied are we? Well, I could use more energy." Patricia said.
I laid down on a nearby bench and proceeded to put her into a mating press.
"Yes Michael! Fuck me like a whore, don't stop fucking me!" she cried.
I gripped her throat with my left, just tight enough so she could feel it but not so much to choke her. I was practically churning her pussy juices as she was flooding the bench we on.
"Yes, that's it! Fuck me like that! I love you Mike, I love you so much!" she cried.
"I love you too Patricia, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want us to get married and have children with you." I said nibbling on her ear.
"Then plant your seed in me! You keep fucking me and I will be whatever you want! A weapon, a wife, a mother all is yours!" she moaned.
We kissed again and I came inside her once more. Patricia came as well and the red parts on us glowed intensely. The glowing died down after we came down off our orgasms.
"Mmm, that was delightful Mike. I knew you'd be the perfect mate." she said.
"I don't know what came over me, I never felt like that before." I said.
"We are joined Mike, not just as a man and woman would be, but spiritually." she said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Summon the sword." she instructed.
I got off of her and held out my left hand. The red parts glowed and a eye appeared on the center of my hand. The blade materialized in midair and I grabbed the hilt once it was fully formed.
"Will that no one will stop, we can take on the whole world." she said hugging me from behind.
"Huh, the world huh? As temping as that is I'll stick with being a security guard." I said despawning the sword.
"Hmph, how boring. But if that's what you wish than I have no choice but to accept your decision." she said kissing my cheek.
I threw out the tattered remains of clothes and broken glasses. I went home with Patricia with me and we slept soundly in each other's arms. I went to Patricia's apartment the next day to get her a fresh pair of clothes since it would've been hard to explain the black stuff on her. I also bought a pair of gloves to hide the same material on my hand.
The next day we were met by Director Coleman. He ran the museum, I hope this wasn't about what happened to Patricia.
"Mr. Facinelli, did you or Dr. Evans see anything odd last night?" he asked.
"What exactly should we have seen?" I asked.
"A couple artifacts went missing. A sword and a suit of armor. Also one of our janitors found a mess in one of our galleries and another mess in one of the halls." he said.
"I don't think I saw anything. Did you ask Sturgis?" I asked.
"Mr. Dixon said he didn't see anything either. I have no idea what is happening."
"One more thing sir, I might have damaged my gun." I said.
"I'm sorry Mr. Facinelli, but with the missing artifacts I can't afford to pay for a replacement. You'll just have to pay for a replacement yourself." he said.
"That's okay sir, I might already have one." I said looking at Patricia.
"Good, good. One less thing to worry about. Ms. Evans is there something different about you?" he asked Patricia.
"Oh, I started wearing contact lenses." she said.
"Well, that's all I wanted good day." he said leaving us.
I let out a sigh of relief.
"For second I thought he was going to find us out." I said.
"Director Coleman was never very sharp. You know your shift doesn't start for a few hours. I could use some 'assistance' in my office." she said.
We went to her office, I had Patricia bent over her desk and was balls deep in her. Patricia moaned intensely as my cock kissed her womb. I could feel semen building up inside me and was ready to shot it all inside her. That was until I heard gun shots.
"Great, I think someone broke in and is trying to rob us." I said.
"Let Sturgis handle it, I want you to cum inside my pussy!" Patricia cried.
"I know he can handle himself, but I have a job to do." I said.
"Can you finish first? I'm able to work better when I'm fed." she said.
"Alright, I'll finish." I said.
I rapidly thrusted into Patricia until I came inside her. I removed my left glove and summoned my sword.
"Patricia, let's get to work." I said.
"I love it when you get serious." she said clinking to my arm.