Fallen Angels, Chapter 8

'Mn...? Where... am I...?'

Miku's dazed thought echoed around her mind, her vision blurry and unable to see anything more than a mess of hazy colours. A piercing ringing sound filled her ears before it slowly faded away, allowing her to dimly hear two people talking. Their voices weren't familiar and too low for her to understand, their words coming out as nothing more than incomprehensible murmurs.

The blue-haired girl tilted her head up, wincing as the world spun around her. She could make out two figures standing not far in front of her, talking between themselves. Her eyes slowly adjusted and she could make out a suit-and-tie on one, and a DEM uniform on the other. The latter was enough to make her panic, but she couldn't do more than weakly loll her head to the side, a dull groan slipping past her lips.

Just as she began to adjust, her eyes focusing and ears recovering – a piercing phrase filled her ears.

''Beelzebub, Ashufiriya.''

And in an instant, her world was consumed by darkness.

X-x-X

Miku's eyes snapped open – and she instantly regretted it as blinding light pierced into her skull.

''Mn!'' The Spirit winced, screwing her eyes shut and turning her head away from the painfully-bright light.

She remained like that for an unknown amount of time, waiting for the lingering pain in her eyeballs to dim before she dared to open them again. This time the light wasn't nearly as bright, allowing her to inspect her surroundings – her eyes able to focus properly this time.

The room she was in was unfamiliar to her, being made of a silver-blue stone that seemed to be polished to a shine. It curved in a circle like a tower room, featuring no doors or windows at all, giving her no idea how she got here in the first place. She was sat on a pale-blue king-sized bed and across from her was a desk, holding a few books and a piece of old parchment. To her left was a tall oval-shaped mirror, while to her right was a half-empty bookshelf. No other furniture or features were present, minus the lightbulb that hung overhead.

''Nn...'' Miku grunted softly, slowly pushing herself up into a sitting position. For a brief moment she felt dizzy, prompting her to stay still and wait it out – sighing in relief when it passed less than a minute later.

Confident she wouldn't be sick the second she moved, the confused Spirit stood up from her bed and approached the desk, looking for any clues as to why she was here. Her last memory was of her waking up somewhere else, but she hadn't been able to ascertain any details... except that the DEM were involved. The mere thought made her lips turn down, but she ignored that for now.

She briefly walked past the mirror, her reflection catching her attention. She looked like normal... except that she was wearing a white knee-length sundress. Her memories may be a bit jumbled, but she was certain she hadn't been wearing this when she last went to sleep. A spark of unease filled her but she pushed it away, instead focusing back on the table.

The desk was old and wooden, yet thick enough to be considered sturdy. The books on the table were all unmarked, only featuring various coloured covers. Her attention shifted to the old piece of parchment, letters clearly marked on it and standing out against the worn piece of paper.

Miku Izayoi,

You are hereby trapped within this prison for violation of international law, and the crimes you committed against the seven Dwarves who treasured you so.

Your accomplice, 'Shido Itsuka', has also been captured and detained within the mirror in your prison. As per your plea, you will be allowed to be reunited with him should you decipher the method to free him. Failure to do this will result in his gruesome demise at the hands of the aforementioned Dwarves, who will inject him with a concoction of forest poisons, at exactly five minutes after you awake.

Be satisfied with Our mercy, and treasure the time you have under Our watchful gaze to reflect on your actions.

-Judge White

The parchment crumpled and bent in Miku's grip, the Spirit re-reading the letter with wide eyes. It felt so silly and stupid, but something about it made her want to believe every word it said. But she didn't understand – Dwarves? Judge White? Crimes? She didn't know anything about that. Hell, for all her jumbled memories, she was absolutely certain that mythical Dwarves didn't exist... yet something about the letter made her want to believe it.

However the note about Shido being executed was enough to make her blood boil, panic mixing with anger as she realised that if they weren't lying, then that meant they intended to kill her beloved. She glanced over to the mirror, puzzlement briefly taking root as she wondered how he could be trapped inside such a thin object, before belatedly realising she had seen stranger things.

The sound of knocking however made her jump. ''W-Who's there?!''

Miku turned to face the mirror, surprise colouring her expression as she saw a faint, shadowy outline – joined by a familiar voice. ''M-Miku! Is that you?!''

''Shido-kun!'' Miku darted towards the mirror, laying her hands against the glass. ''C-Can you see me? Are you alright? They didn't hurt you did they?!''

''Ah... well, I can't move... some guy came by earlier and said I'd die in five minutes... I think he said something about there being a key on your side?'' Shido replied nervously.

Any doubt of him not being Shido was gone; the tone of his voice, the way he spoke, all of it was too like Shido for it to be anyone else. ''R-Right! I'll get you out, Darling! Just hold on!''

Shido murmured something like an agreement and Miku spun around, frantically looking around the room for any possible key. She went to the bookshelves first and raked through it, throwing books aside and flipping through the pages, staring briefly at the incomprehensible words that looked like a different language before simply throwing them aside too. Within the minute she had emptied the bookshelves, finding no sign of a key.

Her next target was the desk, re-reading the letter closely before flipping through the books laid on the desk. All of them seemed to be written in the same incomprehensible language the other books were, causing her to grow frustrated. She was just about to throw away the book she was looking through when she flipped through onto a page – in Japanese. Immediately she focused on it, eyes gazing over it intently. She could hear the timer counting down in her head, knowing on some instinctive level that over three minutes had now passed.

'C'mon, c'mon!' Miku pleaded in her mind, looking for anything that told her about freeing Shido. Instead however it told her about the history of magic mirrors! As if that was what she needed, with only two minutes left until her beloved died!

Just as she was about to lose hope however, her eyes landed on a specific line in particular. ''...and one way the people of old freed victims of magic mirrors, was to simply smash them. Contrary to common belief, doing so would not harm the victim inside!''

Her voice rose into a gleeful cry as she found the solution. She glanced back at the mirror for a brief second before grabbing a nearby, discarded book and rushing over to it. For a brief moment worry overcame her, afraid the book might be lying – before dimly realising if this didn't work, then she was out of options.

''H... Here I go, Darling. Get ready!'' Miku forewarned, raising the boom in both hands – and, after getting the go-ahead, brought it down with all the force she could muster.

The mirror held firm for a brief second before shattering with a piercing crash. Shards of glass flew in all directions, followed by a blinding flash of white light – before a familiar blue-haired teen clad in his school uniform fell out of the light, colliding with her and nearly sending both of them to the floor had she not been prepared.

Miku immediately wrapped her arms around Shido, letting the book drop to the ground as she her head into his neck. ''Darling, thank god...''

''Mn...'' Shido groaned dazedly, slowly returning the embrace. ''Miku... Nn...''

A flash of worry fluttered through her heart, prompting her to retreat from the hug and give him a worried look. ''Are you alright? They didn't hurt you, did they?''

Her worry only increased as she saw the hazy, unfocused look in his eyes – his speech slower than normal. ''They... injected me with something... whatever it was, is making me feel... really hot...''

Miku opened her mouth to speak, only to be shocked silent as Shido closed the distance between them – capturing her lips in a sudden kiss. She remained paralysed with shock for a moment before she felt him begin to pull away, prompting her to eagerly return the kiss, relishing the warmth of his lips against hers.

After a moment they broke apart for air, but barely a second after they broke apart he suddenly kissed her again, startling her. She tried to pull away but he held her close, pulling her body flush against his – her cheeks growing pink as she realised she wasn't wearing anything under the sundress, neither a bra nor panties. That thought was reinforced as one of his hands landed on her ass, squeezing her butt through her thin white sundress.

''M-Mn...'' Miku tilted her head to the side, breaking off from the kiss. ''D-Darling... not here- Ah~!''

The Spirit couldn't help but moan as Shido suddenly attacked her neck, his lips hungrily sucking and kissing her sensitive skin. She wanted to struggle and pull away, but a traitorous part of her brain wondered what would happen if she didn't stop him. In here it was just the two of them, no way for anyone to come in and interrupt them... wasn't now the best time?

''Miku...'' Shido breathed into her ear, making her shudder. ''You're so beautiful. I can't stop. I want you.''

Miku couldn't help but moan at his words, his lustful tone setting alight a fire in her stomach. Shido was never this dominant, this willing to do 'inappropriate' things. Idly she questioned what kind of drug her jailers had given him, wondering if it was an aphrodisiac or something like that. If it was... well, she wanted to take advantage of that.

''I w-want you too, Darling...'' Miku bit her lip, mewling as he sucked on her neck. ''A-Ah... yes, like that...''

She shivered at the low, pleased growl he made. Slowly he pushed her back, and she noticed he was leading her towards the bed – causing a spike of excitement to rush through her. Shido's hands roamed over her back blindly, frequently returning down to her ass and giving her butt an affectionate squeeze. Soon they reached the bed and Miku let him push her down, her cheeks growing scarlet as she found him looming over her with a lustful look in his eyes.

Shido's hands immediately went to her shoulders, grasping the straps of her thin sundress. Any protests were silenced as he suddenly leaned down and kissed her, muffling her embarrassed groan. Miku couldn't help but squirm as she felt his hands ghost over her skin, peeling her sundress down and letting it pool around her stomach; exposing her breasts. After a quick second he pulled back, his eyes immediately drawn to her boobs.

''Beautiful...'' Shido purred in a tone she rarely, if ever heard him use.

Had Miku been in the right state of mind she would've found his behaviour strangely out of character, even with aphrodisiacs flowing through his veins – but love and lust clouded her mind, all her thoughts solely revolving around Shido.

''Ahn~!'' Miku moaned as he groped her breasts, fingers lovingly digging into her ample tits and squeezing them. ''B-Be gentle, D-Darling...!''

Her words started off chastising only to devolve into a pleasure-filled drawl as he gave her boobs another squeeze, stealing the breath from her lungs. Through half-lidded eyes Miku watched as he straddled her waist, his hands lovingly rolling her breasts around and groping them like she was the last woman on Earth. She couldn't restrain the moans that rose from her throat, pleasure coursing through her body from his mere touch.

The Spirit blushed darkly as he shuffled back, allowing him to bury his head between her breasts. Her boobs were big enough that he could smother his face between them, his lips hungrily kissing and sucking on the skin between her breasts, sending sparks of strange pleasure tickling her through her chest. After a moment he pulled his head back, only to attack her right breast with lustful kisses – his left hand eagerly groping her other breast.

''M-Mm...'' Miku groaned, rubbing her thighs together in a weak attempt to stave off the building heat in her pussy.

Shido clearly noticed her actions, smirking and trailing lustful kisses down her stomach. He peeled away her sundress as he went, building her excitement as she felt his lips move down to her pelvis, and then plant a single wet kiss on her pussy lips. A jolt of pleasure made her moan, her whole body twitching from the foreign sensation. Yet despite how weird it felt she found herself begging for more, shooting him a pleading look.

In response he gave her pussy another loving kiss, followed by many more. Miku moaned lewdly as her beloved kiss her slit, his tongue occasionally slipping out and giving her folds a quick lick before he went back to kissing her pussy. His skill surpassed her exceptions, and soon she found herself gripping handfuls of the bed covers for support, barely restraining her embarrassingly-lewd moans.

''Don't hold back. I want to hear you.'' Shido's voice reached her ears – right before he pushed his tongue into her pussy.

''Mmyaah~!'' Miku cried, arching her back off the bed as scalding-hot heat shot through her spine. ''D-Darling~!''

Miku threw her head back and moaned, her voice echoing off the walls as Shido ate her out. She felt every little movement of his tongue inside her, from how it squirmed around her insides to how it lapped up her leaking honey eagerly, the knowledge making her skin tingle with arousal. Not even her wildest of fantasies could compared to how good it felt, every nerve in her body on fire with the heavenly pleasure.

Shido continued eating her out without complaint, not reacting as she grasped a handful of his hair and pushed his face into her pussy. If anything he doubled his effort, playfully pulling his tongue out and licking her sensitive clit before going back to tongue-fucking her. The constant attacks caused her pelvis to tighten and burn with lust, her orgasm slowly beginning to bubble to the surface.

So when he suddenly tugged his head back and stopping eating her out, she couldn't quite stop the disappointment mewl that escaped her. ''Darling...''

He didn't respond, prompting her to look down over her heaving breasts – blushing darkly as she found him hastily discarding his pants, revealing his black boxers with a prominent bulge in them. Within a second they too were pulled off, revealing his surprisingly large cock, instantly setting alight a lustful fire inside of her. She lightly shifted her legs, letting her sundress slip off and leaving her completely naked before him.

Resisting the urge to cover her breasts and pussy, Miku instead held her arms out as if for a hug. ''...go ahead, Darling... make love to me...''

Shido grinned tightly at her, crawling over her and bringing their faces close. Miku let her eyes close and smiled as he kissed her, their lips meshing together heatedly. She slipped her arms around him, one hand threading through his hair while the other looped around his back, holding their bodies close. She could feel his cock pressing against her pelvis before he shifted, angling his hips and discreetly guiding his cock towards her waiting pussy – before promptly pushing inside.

''Mmph~!'' Miku moaned into his mouth, shuddering as he instantly pushed his tongue into her mouth and wrestled with her own tongue.

She winced lightly as he bucked his hips, pushing more of his cock into her than she was comfortable with, but held her tongue. She was the first girl he had been with, and he was currently drugged with some unknown chemical; she could forgive him for not being gentle. If Shido noticed her stifled grunts he didn't pay them any mind, hungrily kissing her while burying more and more of his cock into her; only stopping once his entire cock was inside her.

''Mn...'' Miku groaned as he pulled back for a moment and promptly plunged back in not even a full second later, causing a spike of pain and a rush of pleasure to shoot through her.

They broke apart from the kiss as the need for air grew strong, both of them pant lightly. Shido leaned back, his thrusts briefly pausing as he pulled her hips over the edge of the bed, before resuming his previous pace – thrusting into her wet tightness with more roughness than she would've liked. He slowly began moving faster, pumping his cock into her pussy and making her gasp and wince, the pleasure undeniable but the pain not welcome either.

''D-Darling...!'' Miku gasped, moaning as he hit a sensitive spot inside her. ''S-Slow down a little... it hurts...''

To her surprise Shido laughed. The action itself wasn't what got her attention though – rather, it was the odd, dual-toned layer to his voice that sent shivers up her spine.

She looked up at him... and to her horror she watched as his skin seemed to melt away, dissolving into nothing. His clothes, his hair – everything, all of it just dissolved. Underneath the true face of 'Shido' was revealed, that being an off-white humanoid being that looked like it was made from clay, lacking any discernable features. It had slight indents where eyes should be and had faint-grey lips, the inside of its mouth barely visible.

For a moment she remained paralysed, staring up at the inhuman creature – before she felt its cock shift inside her, reminding her what it was doing to her. So she did the first thing that came to her mind; she screamed.

''AHHH!'' Miku screamed, frantically trying to crawl back – only for it to grip her hips tightly, stopping her from crawling away. ''L-LET GO OF ME!''

To her horror it laughed at her – a raggedy sound like sandpaper rubbing together. ''Why would I do that, Miku Izayoi? After the humiliation you did to me?''

The fact alone it could speak and understand her was frightening, but also gave her meagre hope. Hope that it wasn't some mindless creature, but something intelligent enough to reason with. Pain between her legs reminded her of how the creature was still moving its hips, pushing its ample cock into her pussy. She desperately ignored the formerly-pleasant pleasure, instead forcing herself to stare into the creature's empty eye holes.

''W-Who...?''

''Humph.'' The creature made a strange snorting sound. ''Andrew Kersee Dunstan Francis Barbirolli. Surely you remember me?''

The name drew a blank. ''N-No...?''

''Hm...'' The creature tilted its head, and mercifully stopped thrusting – leaving her wincing at the ache in her pussy.

Before her eyes she watched as the creature's body shifted, glowing lightly before suddenly changing form – and into the form of a youthful tanned man in the same armour she saw some DEM individuals use. However, despite the odd sense of familiarity, she didn't recognise him.

Her confusion must've shown on her face, as 'Andrew' narrowed his eyes. ''I see... well, I guess it doesn't matter. You'll learn to love my name in time.''

Miku gasped sharply as he suddenly shoved his full length back into her, reminding her of the situation she was in. Pain mixed with unwanted pleasure, eliciting a startled moan from her throat. Her cheeks darkened as he laughed arrogantly, one hand remaining on her hip while the other grabbed her jaw, tilting her face towards him – allowing Andrew to crash their lips together in a heated, lustful kiss.

The Spirit's muffled protests went ignored. She desperately punched and hit him, but her blows did little more than make him grunt, as if all her supernatural strength had been stolen. The prospect send a sudden chill through her, and she desperately tried to turn her face away from him, not wanting to kiss her violator. However he was stronger than she was, leaving her unable to break off the kiss until he finally pulled back.

''Hmhm...'' Andrew chuckled under his breath, voice briefly distorting into its dual-tone voice. ''How's it feel? You were moaning lots earlier.''

Miku flared, glaring spitefully up at him. ''T-That's because you disguised yourself as Shid- Ah~!''

She moaned in surprise as he suddenly groped her breast, squeezing it so tightly it knocked the breath from her lungs. Instantly she remembered who it was that groped her, causing her cheeks to burn darkly with humiliation. The sight only made Andrew chuckle, continuing to pump his thick cock into her – and despite herself, she found that she didn't feel much pain anymore. Instead the low buzz of pleasure teased her pussy, tickling her pelvis with the seductive pleasure.

''It doesn't matter what I did.'' Andrew's voice drew her from her thoughts. ''From now on, it's just you and me. You're powerless before me now, and I'm gonna fuck you 'till you can't live without my cock!''

Miku glared murderously as he laughed, stifling a gasp as his cock hit a sensitive spot inside her again. She wanted to scream and yell at him, to fight back – but his words chilled her to the bone. He was right; she couldn't fight back. The fact he was continuing to violate her, crushing her hope of sharing her first time with her beloved Shido, only reinforced that. She was little more than a fuck-toy to him by this point.

She shuddered as one of his hands roughly squeezed her breast, tweaking her nipple between his fingers. Miku turned her head to the side and screwed her eyes shut in a weak attempt to ignore the throbbing cock inside her pussy, or how good it was starting to feel. But she couldn't help it. Memories of the false-Shido kissing her boobs, tongue-wrestling with her, how good his tongue felt in her pussy... all of it kept repeating in her head, fuelling her pleasure even as she went into denial.

Unaware of her surrounding Miku's breathing quickened, pleasure beginning to burn in her pussy as she imagined Shido doing it. It was surprisingly easy to imagine her beloved fucking her, especially since it didn't hurt anymore. That was, until a hand suddenly wrapped around her throat.

''Mm?!'' Miku's eyes flew open, gasping as Andrew choked her out – gripping her throat hard enough to cut off her air supply.

She frantically clawed at his hand, grabbing it and desperately trying to pull his hand off to no avail. Within seconds her air supply began to thin, her lungs burning in her chest and panic setting in. Her eyes flickered to Andrew's face, only to find that he had returned to his disturbing clay-like monster body. The empty eye holes stared inexpressively at her, but its lips were curled up into a grin.

Her vision began to darken and her eyes rolled back, tongue hanging limply out her mouth – and suddenly she heard a strangled groan, before ropes of cum shot into her pussy. The grip on her throat tightened further, nearly crushing her windpipe, before it loosened enough for her to breathe. The sudden rush of oxygen caused all her muscles to tighten, eliciting a low hiss from the creature as her pussy strangled its cock.

''Haah... haah...!'' Miku desperately gasped, her eyes staring at nothing as her body focused solely on getting oxygen back to her brain.

It took her a minute to come down from her near-death experience, and she found her body feeling oddly hot. After a second she felt his cum leaking out of her, leaving a pit in her stomach. While getting pregnant was probably a less-important concern right now, it still left a strange weight on her shoulders, reminding her that this was now, essentially, her life. Being used as a living sex toy for the creature before her, something to be violated as it pleased and pumped full of its seed.

Dimly Miku felt herself being rolled over onto her front, her ample breasts squishing against the bed as she was bent over – a weak whimper escaping her as the Doppelgänger pushed into her pussy once more, and resumed violating her. The wetness leaking from her slit told her that she had climaxed at one point too, only further fuelling her despair.

And as the twisted monster began fucking her into the bed, Miku let herself shatter to pieces, passing out into blissful unconsciousness.

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