King's Throne

Hamel, the city of water and home of the sacred Water Priestess. The city was bustling with activity as parents took their kids to school, guards patrolled the streets, merchants worked their stalls, selling fruits and trinkets. The market was bustling with people getting to where they wanted to go, and two siblings were no exception.

"Ack!" The brother with spiky hair grumbled as he and his brother with similar spikes but a long tail made their way through the streets.

"Come on Chase, we're almost at the arena." Tact, Chase's brother, said calmly.

"Too many people. We're royalty too, why does Pala get all the glory?" Chase complained as they squeezed in between two large men. Tact yelped out.

"Chase!"

"What?" Chase turned around to see Tact wedged between the two fat men Chase had passed through.

"I'm stuck!" Chase burst into laughter as Tact tried to escape the crack prison, "Stop laughing and help me!"

"Alright, alright." Chase grabbed Tact's arm and pulled him forward, freeing him. Tact got up and punched Chase in the shoulder before they continued along. They were almost to the arena when Tact stopped and looked back down the way to the market, "Something up bro?"

"I thought I saw...Nah, it's nothing." Tact shook his head; he must have been imagining things. Chase and Tact walked up to the head of the Arena, Camilla.

"Hey you two!" She greeted them energetically, "What's it gonna be?"

"Just a spar." Tact said, and Camilla smiled as she wrote on her board and led them down the hall to their combat lobby.

"Gonna beat each other up I see? Or will anyone be coming?" Camilla probed.

"Just us." Chase said.

"Do you want it locked?" Both nodded as they reached their lobby room door, "Password?"

"I got it." Tact said, and took the clipboard and wrote their password on it.

"Alright, have a good brawl you two!" Camilla opened the door and the two stepped inside to get ready. Camilla locked the room tight and left for the entrance. She stopped, "Crap, didn't I put those two ladies down for that room? Eh, whatever." Camilla shrugged it off and headed back to her station.

Back in the sparring room Tact and Chase were getting their armor on and organizing their skills. Chase grinned at his brother.

"I'm gonna clobber you." Tact smirked and reloaded his destroyer.

"We'll see about that." Chase keyed in their match requests. Four wins, no items, five hundred second time. They both readied up and their match began.

"Right this way ladies." Camilla said to the two girls who had come to take their reserved room. Both were Nasods, one was Apple who was an ancient Nasod Princess and the other was the most powerful Nasod soldier to ever be built, Q-PROTO_00 who was commonly referred to as just Proto.

"Thank you Camilla." Apple expressed her gratitude. Apple looked at Proto, "Say thank you, Proto."

"Thank you." Proto said in her monotone, soulless manner. A few years ago Apple managed to track down Edan through use of the Arena and managed to use his blood link to solidify her connection and control over Proto. It worked out well as the operation made Edan break free of the grasp of evil and after expressing his gratitude he left to find Noah so they could do the same for their comrade, Valak. Camilla swallowed nervously as she inputted the password Tact had given her and Apple raised an eyebrow.

"I believe I reserved this room for only us?" Apple said curiously.

"W-Well..." Camilla began to explain.

"She has defiled your orders, Princess Apple, shall I dispose of her?" Proto questioned as she primed her combat code, Queen's Throne. Apple raised her hand.

"No, stand down Proto." Proto did nothing and Apple glared, "Q-PROTO_00 I order you to terminate Queen's Throne this instant."

"Affirmative." Proto finally responded and shut off the code, exiting battle mode. Camilla breathed in relief.

"Now, may I ask who is in our reserved room?" Apple stressed the word 'reserved'. She was not pleased.

"Two of the Seiker siblings. Chase and Tact." Apple raised an eyebrow and glanced at Proto who remained motionless.

"Very well. Please let us in."

"Okay." Camilla opened the door and let them inside. Tact and Chase were in the middle of their match when Proto and Apple intruded. The two were too busy beating one another up they didn't notice the two girls watching them with interest. Chase swiftly dodged Tact's barrage of artillery and Tact blocked any returning fire with his Destroyer. Apple smiled and snapped her fingers. Both boys stopped and looked at the two of them.

"A-Apple? Proto?" Tact was surprised. So I really did see them in the market earlier.

"Hello Tact, Chase."

"How'd you get in?" Chase questioned.

"This room was reserved for me and Proto." Tact scratched his head.

"Sorry Apple. We didn't know." He apologized. Chase walked up to them.

"Hey, since you're here why don't we have a two on two?" Chase proposed, playfully throwing punches in their direction. Apple smiled.

"That would be perfect. Proto?"

"I have no objections, mistress."

"Then let's go then." Suddenly the arena vanished and they were back in the lobby. Confused, they looked to the door as Camilla opened it.

"I'm very sorry, but we're closing early today for maintenance." Everyone but Proto groaned as they learned their match was ruined. Everyone left the arena and Camilla locked it up as they left.

"Umm..." Apple murmured, drawing Chase's attention.

"Something up?" He asked.

"We have nowhere to stay." Apple admitted.

"Why don't you stay with us for a bit?" Chase offered.

"Would we be in the way?" Tact chuckled.

"Nah, the mansion is way too big despite all of us living in it."

"Very well. I'll take you up on that offer." Apple smiled.

"Let's go then." Chase said and the two led the Nasods back to the mansion.

The group sat in the living room, contemplating what to do. Chase simply laid on the couch snoozing while Tact flicked through the TV channels. Apple and Proto on the other hand had a different mindset. It was the perfect opportunity. Tact suddenly got up and headed up the stairs to use the restroom, leaving a docile Chase alone with the two girls.

"Proto, wake Chase up." Apple asked kindly, and Proto did so. She shook Chase from side to side.

"Ngh...alright alright I'm up..." Apple instantly got up and stood in front of Chase.

"I'm tired; will you show me where I will be resting?" Chase got up.

"Sure, follow me." Chase brought Apple upstairs and down the hall to an empty room. Chase went to go back downstairs but Apple grabbed his arm.

"Chase."

"Huh? Something up?"

"I want to show you something. Please come in." Confused, Chase let Apple drag him into the room. She sat him down on the bed and stood in front of him.

"Umm, Apple?"

"During my time in the Core I spent a variety of my time researching how Nasods had evolved during my absence. I learned how they evolved and want to test it."

"What do you-Whoa!" Apple began to disrobe abruptly, tossing her clothes to the side. She stood naked in front of Chase who was quite red of cheek. She turned to the mirror to look at herself and frowned.

"This coding is not adequate." She pulled up a panel and began to do something. Chase began to make his way to the window for his escape, "Charon, Persephone." At her whim her two servants appeared and restrained Chase firmly while Apple continued to do something on that glowing panel of hers. She stopped and then turned around, "Removing original base programming...install new coding procedure." Apple glowed brightly for a short time and then turned to Chase. Her bosom was now more pronounced, not flat anymore and was enough for her to grasp and play with; which she began to do.

"A-Apple..." Chase whined as he felt his bulge itching to get out into the open.

"During...my research...I learned of a...program in all...female Nasods..." Apple spoke slowly and sounded out of breath as she began to grope her new chest faster, "A program called...King's Throne...for reproduction..."

"Reproduction!?"

"It activates upon...ingestion of...genetic material...Ah!" Apple gasped as she squeezed her nipples, "I didn't think this code was so strong...could I harness the King's Throne in Q-PROTO_00 to upgrade her current program?" Apple suddenly began to rub her crotch as she mumbled strange phrases about how she could possibly use Proto's reproduction program to make her stronger, it all sounded quite absurd. Chase was shocked; he had never seen Apple in such a state. He thought to himself, he did kind of like Apple. She was pretty cute after all. Pink wasn't quite Chase's color but that didn't matter much. He tried to get out of his holders' grasp to get to Apple, but they thought he wanted to run. Apple looked at Chase, her eyes fierce, "Bring him here."

Chase was brought to the bed and forced onto it, fully clothed. Apple knew what she wanted to do. She would tear off his clothes, and take full advantage to explore this code in detail. However, it seemed Chase had his own ideas.

"Ah!" Apple gasped as Chase grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed. Apple was about to order her servants to restrain him again when he leaned in and silenced her with a kiss. Apple stared in shock and slowly closed her eyes as she squirmed beneath him, rubbing his form with hers. Her tongue found itself inside his mouth, licking at his flesh in earnest. This sensation was unknown to her, what was this code doing? Her head felt fuzzy, and her heart beat faster as Chase ceased their kiss and stared into her eyes. He gently caressed her cheek, and she suddenly shied away. What is this? A Nasod, let alone me, would never be so nervous. What secrets does this King's Throne hold?

"Apple." Chase smiled, and held her tightly, "Let's learn about this code together."

"What changed your mind, Chase?" Apple asked, he had been so repelling to the idea before.

"I guess I only just realized...that I'm in love with you." Apple blushed. She looked to her servants, her gaze ordering them to leave.

"Chase..." Apple mumbled softly as her servants left the room in silence, "Will you...stay with me? There is so little information about this code; I don't know what it may do."

"I'll stay, always. Now, shall we?"

"Certainly." Apple felt her body heat up as Chase disrobed. His hard shaft was larger than expected, but Apple was not worried about that. She focused on trying to figure out why Chase made her feel so light. He got in position above her, gingerly pressing his tip against her opening as she spread her legs, "Please...be gentle..."

"I will. Ready?" Apple nodded slightly, and winced as Chase began to force his way inside of her. He thrusted slightly and pushed deeper inside.

"Ah!" Apple gasped at the sudden pain. Her mind suddenly went blank as her King's Throne code activated, a part of the program she was unaware of. Chase hesitated but Apple soon wrapped her legs around him and pushed him further inside.

"Apple?" Her eyes were slightly rolled back and her mouth hung open with her moistened tongue out.

"More...give me more, Chase." Apple moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders. Chase smiled and began to move back and forth, shoving his dick deep within each time. Apple held her head, moaning loudly under Chase's assault. She felt that no feeling would ever take domination over this, but she was suddenly corrected. Chase leaned down as he pelted her pussy and licked her nipple. Her soft flesh tasted so sweet. Apple held his head, forcing him to suck on her breast as he moved quicker inside her.

With each passing moment and thrust, Chase felt himself moving further to the brink but he wished it wouldn't have to end so soon. He had no choice however, Apple just felt too good to hold back. Chase looked her dead in the eye as he fucked her as fast as he could, their skin slapping together with each motion.

"C-Chase I feel...strange..." Apple moaned.

"Apple I'm...I'm going to finish..."

"Cum in me, give me your seed." Apple demanded, and pulled him down for a kiss. After a few more forced thrusts, Chase stopped as deep inside her as he could get and Apple felt something warm enter her womb. They tensed up, both climaxing in unison. They soon lay on the bed panting and sweating.

"Apple, that was great." Chase breathed, amazed that he was still erect. Apple smiled and rolled on top of him, quickly sticking his cock back inside her.

"I desire more experimentation, will you comply?"

"Certainly."

Meanwhile, back in the living room, Proto sat on the couch staring at the floor. Apple had gotten what she desired; perhaps it was time Proto did the same. She was always scared to tell him the truth, fearing Apple would discover that Proto was not actually a test Nasod but a fully functional Nasod and successful upload of the deadly Queen's Throne code and make her into a simple tool to be used. But Proto has had feelings for a long time, feelings for a certain someone.

"Hey Proto." Tact had come back into the room, "Where'd Apple and Chase go?"

"Apple wished to go to sleep. Chase escorted her to her room. He did not come back." Proto said plainly. Tact simply shrugged and sat down on the couch. Proto glanced at Tact briefly, the object of her affection. She got up and moved over to him and sat back down.

"Proto?"

"Tact I have something I wish to say." Proto said.

"What is it?" He asked curiously.

"Tact...I..." Tact was amazed. Was Proto nervous? "I...Umm..."

"Take your time." Tact said softly. Proto inhaled deeply and looked at Tact, face to face.

"I love you, Tact." Proto said. The tactician blinked once, staring in shock. Proto looked down when he did not instantly reply, "I see...I'm sorry, I will leave." Proto got up and began to walk out the room. Tact got up and ran to the door; he stopped Proto by grabbing her hand.

"Proto wait!" She looked at him, visible hope in her eyes, "Proto...I love you too. I always felt that there was something about you, even though when we first met you beat my ass." Tact chuckled at the memory, "But...Something about you intrigued me. I'm sorry I didn't say something sooner." Proto began to tear up, truly showing her real emotions. She hugged him tightly.

"Thank you..." Tact suddenly scooped Proto in his arms.

"Why don't we get some sleep?"

"May I sleep with you?" Proto didn't sleep; in fact she didn't even have a program to stimulate slumber. She simply wished to watch Tact sleep in bed with her.

"Of course." Tact carried Proto up the stairs and proceeded down the hall towards his room. As they passed by the doors, they heard a strange noise.

"Oh Chase!" The two heard Apple moan loudly. Heavy panting overlapped the sounds of colliding flesh. Tact blushed at the thought of what Apple and his brother were doing, but Proto suddenly cupped his face.

"Tact...could we make love?" She asked softly, craving for what Apple was partaking of. Tact's face became red as a cherry, the thought to have intercourse with the very woman you had quite literally just confessed to, it seemed wrong.

Yet it seemed right at the same time.

"I-If that's what you want." Tact only wanted Proto to be happy. Judging by the smile that now graced her features it seemed that he was on the right track. He continued down the hall with Proto in his arms. Proto reached out and opened the door as they reached it, not allowing Tact to take a hand off of her. She closed the door with her foot as Tact turned to get it, and she pointed to the bed.

"Please, I want you now." Proto pleaded. She couldn't wait to feel what the King's Throne felt like. She wanted to be free of Apple's control, to forever serve Tact alone. Being formerly a test Nasod she knew the full extent of the King's Throne. Upon completion of the program the respective Nasod female would never leave the male, a form of marriage. Tact laid her down on the bed and nervously began to remove his shirt.

"W-Well I've n-never d-done this before." Tact mumbled. His back was facing Proto, so she snuck up behind him and hugged him, rubbing his bare chest with her soft hands.

"I have something to tell you. If we do this, my programming will make you my permanent master. I will never leave you side."

"L-Like marriage? Ah!" Proto suddenly threw Tact onto the bed and crawled on top of him. Her high tech Nasod battle armor swiftly removed itself from her body and made a neat pile in the corner of the room. Tact blushed and felt close to a nosebleed as Proto's bust bounced until stationary only inches from his face.

"Yes." Proto whispered as she gingerly wrapped her fingers around his shaft, "Marriage. You will marry me, won't you, Tact?"

"Y-Y-Yes Proto, of course!" Tact stammered. Proto smiled, her eyes growing brighter.

"Oh Tact!" She kissed him strongly, halting any movement he made with ease. She slowly moved her face away, and moved down towards his waist.

"P-Proto?" Tact wasn't sure if he was quite ready for this.

"Shh, I did a lot of research in the Core about this; I'll make you feel good." Proto was now staring intently at Tact's crotch. Just as Tact began to ask her what she was planning he shuddered as she gingerly teased his member as she dragged the tip of her moist tongue along its length.

"Ah..." Tact groaned. Proto smiled, and breathed on his tip before placing it gently into her mouth.

"Mmm..." She moaned as she quickly forced it all into her mouth. Tact felt so dirty that it felt so good as Proto licked and bobbed her head up and down, sucking on his shaft and swallowing to add pressure. Proto slid her fingers deep into her dripping pussy, wincing slightly before continuing to moan as she muffled herself on Tact's hard cock. Throating him faster and faster, she couldn't help but drool and gag inconsistently. After taking his entire length into her throat one more time, she slowly moved up, popping his shaft out of her mouth.

"Is...that it?" Tact asked sheepishly. Proto lunged forward and pinned him to the bed, making him squeak in shock. The Nasod's eyes were glazed and she rubbed her cunt against his tip, inching it inside.

"Tact...I love you..." She moaned as she began to force him inside her. She sunk down to the base, gasping in shock and arching her back in pleasure. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and without any consent she violently began to ride him, moving fast and hard as she clenched her pussy and rubbed his dick deep inside her warm barrier.

"Ah...Proto!" Tact protested.

"Come on Tact! I want you in me!" Proto moaned, leaning forward and kissing him strongly as her ass went up and down behind her. Caving into the pleasure, Tact placed his hands on Proto's smooth ass, groping it as he forced his tongue into her mouth. Proto left their kiss, panting into Tact's ear as she forced him in and out of her cunt.

"Proto...you're too rough..." Tact complained. Proto responded by growling into his ear.

"Slap my ass Tact...hard..." She growled, and Tact reluctantly did it. She gasped loudly as he smacked her ass just as she sunk deep onto his cock. She stared into his eyes, "Please, fuck me...take me to the clouds..." She pleaded. Tact closed his eyes.

"Okay." They rolled over. Tact pinned Proto to the bed by her wrists, and began to ram her warm, dripping pussy.

"Ah! Tact!" Proto moaned loudly under Tact's sudden assault.

"Proto, I'm gonna...cum!" Tact forced his shaft all the way inside and felt his body release his load. Proto shivered as she felt the warm juice flow into her womb. Within a few seconds, both now lay together on the bed, panting and sweating. Proto held him tightly, smiling as Tact was fast asleep.

"Still so hard." Proto mused as she glanced down at Tact's still erect cock. She traced her lips with her finger, "Felt great in my pussy, I bet it tastes amazing." She moved her face down to his cock and licked it gently, hearing Tact sigh in content. She smiled, "Sweet dreams my love." And with that, Proto began to suck Tact's shaft as he slept.

From that day forth, Apple and Proto lived with the Elgang in their mansion, refusing to leave as the two were now, in terms only understandable to Emp, Nemi, and Sera, married to Tact and Chase. Neither was ever seen without his or her partner, and after several months the pitter patter of little feet could be heard coming down the hall.