Outfits – Christie: Bluish-black cocktail dress w/floral pattern near straps, high heeled sandals, snowflake necklace, bangle of left wrist, lace garter around left leg w/knife on left inner thigh
Nyotengu: Premiere Night dress w/bun
A hunter hunts… an assassin kills… a predator preys on the weak.
This was the creed of the silver-haired British serpent Christie whenever she had the chance to go out on the town. She relished playing the role of a seductive, alluring predator, looking for what she hoped to find a "real man" by her own lofty, strict standards, hunger filling her eyes in anticipation for the next kill all the while.
But lately, she found enjoyment preying on the innocent of the same sex. Christie adored having the chance to torture fragile, defenseless girls when she had them all to herself, luring them close with her same flirtatious tactics. She got adjusted to hanging with a crowd going almost everywhere with her group of self-absorbed "alpha" girls in the Muscle… but Christie never forgot the thrill of catching her prey by herself.
She never wanted to admit that this behavior came from the result of losing Kasumi, the most perfect submissive, obedient romantic partner she ever had. It would take a lifetime, in her mind, to find someone as beautifully fragile and subservient like her… But at least the thrill of finding, luring and preying on an innocent, defenseless, vulnerable target still excited Christie. Being with her Muscle girls almost filled the void in her cold heart, loving how much time she spent with her prized lovelies in Tina and Rachel.
The assassin found herself in a familiar setting: a bustling evening bar, sitting at the bar counter, surveying the lay of the land for her latest victim.
The Brit had her right leg crossed over her left, leaning her left elbow on the counter to lean the side of her chin on her fist. Her right finger swirled around the rim of her cocktail glass as her eyes scanned over the crowd of customers enjoying their evening sitting at their respective tables. None of them caught her eye in the distance as she moved her right hand to use the small stick to swirl her drink around… except for one slender, well-dressed lady who Christie always landed her gaze back on.
She happened to sit at the other end of the counter, where Christie got a side view from her bent portion of the furniture. Christie's steely-colored eyes would meet the beautiful purple orbs of the other woman on occassion. She looked playful, shy even, as the women often shot passive, flirtatious looks at each other while minding their own business.
Christie even traced a finger from her hand on her face down the edge of her dress, teasing a view of her cleavage to the other woman, who gave a shy-sounding giggle in response before Christie pressed her chin back on her fist. Christie even went as far as cupping her right breast underneath as a gesture to the woman after lowering her hand, lifting it slightly with a suggestive smirk and look in her eyes, making the other woman giggle again before looking away.
Christie was mysteriously captivated by the object of her affections; the other woman had her black hair tied in a bun while she wore an alluring black and gold galadress, adorned with a red rose near her right shoulder holding her dress in place. She also had light blue earrings, a choker, a black-and-white pearl necklace with a gold-and white one around it, laced sleeves with her dress covering her right leg and partially showing her black thin underwear, her own heeled sandals with a couple pearl anklets around her left ankle.
The assassin heard of a woman with bright purple eyes hanging out at the bar on a frequent nightly basis recently, who captivated the patrons of the establishment with her charming good looks, enchanting mannerisms and memorable fashion taste. The woman she eyed fit the description of the rumors perfectly, making the Brit lick her lips subtly in anticipation. She finally had her target, and nothing would stop her beginning her hunt.
The woman was occupied with her phone as Christie took the olive oil pierced by a toothpick out of her drink and pulled it into her mouth by her teeth. The Brit slowly chewed on it and swallowed the piece of food before putting the toothpick down and got up, holding her cocktail drink in her right hand. She sauntered around the counter and approached the other woman with her other hand on her hip. Christie's ass slightly swayed, taking each step carefully and confidently placing one foot in front of the other as she wore a smile walking to her target, passing by some customers who took notice of her dress-covered butt swaying. She stopped next to the woman a few feet away, asking if the seat next to her was taken.
The woman looked next to her, seeing the fancy dress Christie wore and looked at the Brit's face, slowly shaking her head wearing her own smile. The other woman allowed Christie to sit next to her, letting Christie take her seat and put her drink on the counter, angling herself toward her target as the woman's attention went back to her phone.
Christie asked if the other woman was expecting anyone while resting her elbow on the counter again, fist propping her chin, and the other woman looked over and slowly shook her head, still holding her smile. She placed her phone on the counter and turned her body to Christie. They each had an arm on the counter as they looked at each other, sharing smiles.
After a friendly greeting and shaking hands introducing each other by name, the girls quickly made friendly conversation, getting to know each other fast as Christie learned the other woman went by the name (and somewhat suspicious alias in Christie's mind), Nyo. Christie always prided herself learning as much of her target as possible way before making her move, whether as an assassin, a dancing stripper, or a predatorial hunter on the prowl in these nightly escapades at the local bars of whichever town she resided on her travels. She thought the name Nyo was a stage name, or a disguise of some kind, but the mystery prompted Christie to prod her target subtly for more information.
Somehow, the string of topics during their conversations landed on harems, allowing Christie to lightly boast about the might of her "alpha" girl stable in DOA, but was surprised and intrigued to hear how Nyo built her own harem at the Venus Isles with a ton of the newer girls residing there as part of their new Venus Goddess roster.
Christie nor many of her Muscle friends hadn't been invited to the resort due to entry being categorized by popularity (apart from Honoka and more recently Tina making the cut who got Tamaki in touch with Christie), so she begun asking about life there and how Nyo got to building her harem too, as well as how it had been maintained.
The bun-haired woman was even kind enough to show Christie pictures from her phone showing some of the new Venus beauties that spent their summer vacationing at the resort, impressing Christie at how cute, sexy and pretty the girls she saw were. Christie saw images of Nyo's favorites on her phone; including a purple busty princess from an unknown kingdom in a fancy dress.
Next, the island owner's assistant responsible for touring new attendants around wearing a transparent shirt, a white hoodie tied around her slims waist and an orange bikini underneath with a square top, and her brown hair tied up in a small bun.
Christie even saw one of Nyo's closest friends of the resort in a picture: a small redhead pigtailed girl wearing the same dress Nyo adorned. It wasn't her normal attire, but it fit the small girl perfectly, somehow. Christie questioned the small horns she had, but Nyo insisted it was a small accessory her friend loved wearing, telling Christie the islands was full of colorful characters, thinking of a cute new fox girl recently visiting that claimed to be a cosplayer, who became part of Nyo's harem in little time getting friendly with Nyo and her friend.
Needless to say, Christie was impressed at someone else whose life shared parallels with her own… and she got the idea to greedily think this was her way to passively invade the islands and take the girls for herself, growing the Brit's harem even more. She thought living life like a British queen would require many obedient subjects and servants to bow at her will, and the number of young girls at the islands was her ticket to make this new dream come true.
Christie and Nyo shared more discussions over a few drinks, making the Brit decide to push her budget a little, ordering a few glasses of champagne to go along with Nyo's choice of red wine, feeling her new "friend" was worth the cost. They spent time drinking down their glasses periodically over time, and they flirted frequently as the night rolled on. Christie tried to make her move going in for a kiss several times, but Nyo kept shyly moving away, letting out a cute nervous giggle at the Brit's boldness, making Christie smile all the more even though she kept getting blocked tasting her "friend's" lips.
The drinks seemed to help Nyo relax over time, as the women felt lightly buzzed after a few glasses. Christie felt in control, complimenting Nyo's beautiful looks and clothes, even finding the purple-eyed woman's mannerisms quite cute, too… Although, part of her thought it was the champagne talking, but she found Nyo opened up a little more because of the wine, too.
"I must say Miss Nyo, tonight has been a rare treat. I never thought I'd meet someone who understood the life I lived." Christie said, resting her chin on her fist like before.
"I'm quite eager to learn more about you. Why don't we head by to my place… and get to know each other more privately?" She asked flirtatiously again, leaning a little closer with her hand flat on the counter.
Nyo shied away again, giggling as she clasped her hands together on her lap, not even letting Christie get close this time.
"Christie-san, you're moving things too quickly… But I'm also interested to keep this night going." Nyo said, twirling a hanging wavy strand of hair around her finger a little.
"My home is about 10 minutes from here. I come to this bar a lot, so I know the way back by memory. The walk will do us some good to get a little fresh air., too" Nyo offered.
Christie nodded, smiling at the request and stood up, taking her last glass of champagne in her hand as she held her hip again.
"Then… a final toast to our new friendship… and hopefully much more." The Brit said with a predatorial look and smile.
Nyo moved the back of her hand a little to softly laugh before taking her glass of wine and standing up, making both women hold up their glasses before gently clinking. They tied their arms around each other, much like a married couple sharing drinks at their wedding reception, tilting her their heads back and glasses up to gently down their last drinks with closed eyes.
Christie opened her eyes mid-drink to glare at Nyo, continuing to down their respective drinks before finally finishing, sighing in unison as they looked at their glasses with smiles, then each other before untying arms to place their last glasses on the counter.
The girls exchanged soft giggles, feeling the new wave of a buzz tingle throughout their bodies, simultaneously thinking they may have had a little too much to drink with how drunken their giggles sounded for the first time that evening. But the drinks may have finally helped them feel comfortable around each other to the point where they could finally engage in a little intimacy.
Christie leaned on the counter, crossing her arms as the women smiled at each other, admiring the other's gorgeous looks and clothes one more time quietly, letting the latest buzz die down a little before the Brit stepped closer. Nyo didn't move away for once as both girls wore curious expressions, staring at each other. The assassin tipped Nyo's chin in her thumb and finger, getting lost in Nyo's beautiful purple eyes, shining with anticipation.
"So pretty…" Christie softly said in a hushed voice, as astonishment dripped from her voice. The Brit couldn't look away at Nyo's orbs, as she could swear she saw them glowing brighter than usual for a few seconds.
Christie's attention was so pre-occupied with Nyo's eyes, she almost didn't feel Nyo tip her chin back the same way, thinking a woman of a British background looked ill-mannered with a gaping mouth of any size, despite Christie being anything but stereotypically royal.
Nyo's thumb moved up to feel Christie's bottom lip for a moment, letting out a sharp breath before biting her own lip briefly. Christie felt Nyo's bottom lip the same way, seeing Nyo's enchanting stare look back at her almost pleadingly looking up.
To Christie, she didn't think much of the rumor about Nyo's eyes shining a beautiful purple that captured her partner's eyes without fail… but a rising need to finally make her move for the purple-eyed woman made Christie admit to herself she became a believer.
From the way she acted, from how she spoke to how she behaved was unlike how the silver-haired woman usually presented herself… but her feelings of a genuine warmth for Nyo didn't make her think twice about how she was in that moment. She normally would keep control of her mental faculties, but all Christie thought in the moment was one revelation…
She was in love.
A love she didn't feel since hooking up with Tina or Rachel, yet burned brighter for Nyo than her heart ever felt for either of her favorite blonde beauties. An intense burning love and desire she hadn't felt since being with Kasumi. Somehow, Nyo had eclipsed them, and anyone else the Brit ever had a shred of affection for. In class, stature, looks… Nyo was heads and shoulders above them all, to the assassin.
Christie casted all doubt and thoughts from her mind as she and Nyo pulled each other in while they closed eyes at their movement to embrace the desire of finally tasting the other's lips, capturing the other's tasty surface in a tight, sensual kiss.
The two ladies immediately kissed more after breaking, tasting each other's lips several times exploring the other's mouth. They quickly bit each other's inner flesh often among soft moans and pants, as Christie's other hand laid flat on the counter feeling Nyo's hand go over her own, holding it horizontally.
Soon, tongues got involved, tasting each other by the tips with same curious need to explore the other in their repeated deepening smooches. They felt the other capture their lips roughly and strongly here and there as some part of playful oral banter… before Christie started to feel hers get captured more often.
The Brit's moans were stronger out of the two women, feeling Nyo's kisses becoming more aggressive. It was like Nyo needed to tightly hold Christie's lips together and separately more often, roughly biting Christie's bottom lip and inner flesh several times to get Christie to moan louder. Christie felt her lips get bit and caught more, too, as Nyo's tongue assaulted hers more, eliciting more of those stronger moans out of Christie.
Christie felt her lips and mouth get dominated more… but for some reason, she didn't care.
She was so lost in making out with Nyo, Christie moved both her arms around Nyo's neck without her knowing, like she wanted to hold onto Nyo and never let go with how much she was making out with the bun-haired woman. Christie would've been aware and possibly alerted at her own behavior, but she felt too far deep and lost in her emotions for Nyo that the silver-haired serpent selfishly didn't care.
Nyo pushed Christie to the counter by her shoulders, making the Brit lean her back on the edge as Nyo cupped Christie's breasts, feeling the floral pattern from Christie's dress on her fingers. Christie couldn't help but moan some more, making her voice sound passionate in ways Christie normally didn't sound like among Nyo's own moans as the Brit held Nyo's head in another attempt to not let Nyo escape. Their tongues passionately tangled and twirled in their deep lip lock, making both girls press their bodies one each other, but it was clear Nyo was more aggressive, pushing Christie back to the counter's edge whenever the assassin made even the smallest move to fight back.
The moans kept coming from each of them, refusing to stop until they needed to thanks for the pesky need for oxygen called silently amidst their joint journey lost in romantic, erotic passion. Eventually, they stopped, needing to breath in air heavily while looking at each other. Christie saw those purple eyes look back at her, shining beautifully for a few moments again like before. It was then Christie finally realized where her hands were… and both girls looked down to see where Nyo's hands went.
Among semi-heavy pants, they looked up and smiled, chuckling to each other before Christie wrapped her arms back around. They looked at each other lovingly like a couple madly in love, lost in each other's eyes with wide smiles plastered on their faces
Nyo leaned closer, moving her hands around on Christie's sides, feeling them for a bit as they admired each other up-close in silence. Love filled their eyes as Nyo leaned to the Brit's ear as Christie kept her embrace around Nyo, feeling her arms bent as she closed her eyes while hearing Nyo's voice whisper in an enchanting, seductive voice. Christie felt Nyo's hands go around her waist and on her dress-covered ass while the Brit smiled, lost in her romantic haze.
"My place, 10 minutes."
Nyo's voice would've made most men (and women)'s toes curl and rub their thighs in anticipation at the mere sound of the bun-haired woman's alluring sound. Nyo's hands gave Christie's ass a nice squeeze, getting a loud moan out of Christie, in a desperate, needy tone for more affection.
Christie wasn't tempted, or seduced at the idea of taking Nyo's body for her own… she was excited.
She lifted her head, keeping her eyes closed as she moaned loudly from the aforementioned squeeze, but showed her happy glare at Nyo, showing one back, not even caring how many heads turned to see them embracing each other after hearing Christie's sound.
Christie has one goal in mind: Bring hew new lover to bed ASAP… and rock the woman's world as hard as she could.
Nyo's rental apartment, bedroom
Christie felt herself crashing to the wall backfirst as she cradled Nyo's neck with her hands, feeling Nyo deepen the latest aggressive kiss with her tongue in Christie's mouth. Their bodies and chests mashed while clothes ruffled as both girls moaned and breathed hard through their noses while Nyo kept holding Christie up by her legs. Christie felt her feet leave the ground repeatedly, both ladies' feet long free of their shoes, left aside while they made out near the foot of Nyo's bed.
Christie felt Nyo break their kiss only to start kissing down the side of the Brit's neck to her shoulder, as Christie closed her eyes and lifted her head up, panting and almost sounding submissive in her moans. Her face held a needy, panting look as Nyo kissed up her neck below her chin before going back down, tasting what was exposed of Christie's chest from her cocktail dress down her cleavage.
Christie kept panting as Nyo kept her wrists pinned to the wall, hands planted flat on it. Christie's body kept bucking, sinking more of her skin into Nyo's inviting lips a few times while Christie's mouth was left open in an "O" shape before the purple-eyed woman moved her hands to feel up Christie's legs.
Christie felt Nyo's hands glide over her skin, and even the lace garter Christie kept around her leg securing a secret knife on her left thigh. Christie quickly felt her dress lift up, making Nyo's hands feel up her ass quickly before Nyo lifted Christie up, making the Brit open her eyes and gasp, holding Nyo around her neck as the bun-haired woman lifted the assassin up by her legs to turn around and walk to her bed, falling onto it and Christie.
Nyo kissed Christie roughly again, as Christie struggled to keep Nyo from pinning her wrists to the bed. To her surprise, Nyo's grip was stronger than she looked, and in short time Nyo successfully pinned the silver-haired serpent's wrists, gripping them hard. Too hard for Christie.
For some reason, feeling Nyo's hands almost find her knife made Christie want to fight back, feeling a sudden sense of danger when their kiss broke and they looked at each other, panting as Nyo openly smiled and laughed.
"Oh my… You are… the feistiest… little plaything… I've had in so long!" Nyo said with loud amusement.
Christie panted, showing a sharp glare with her half-lidded steel-colored as her body heaved from panting.
"What's wrong? I thought… you were enjoying yourself…" Nyo said before leaning in.
"My pet."
The shade of darkness surrounding them made Nyo's eyes glow in the dark, as Christie looked deeply into the orbs she'd been infatuated with all night. The Brit finally realized she wasn't imaging the woman's purple eyes shining brighter earlier in the bar.
Christie realized she had been manipulated. Nyo played her for a fool using the Brit's own greed for a bigger harem and more "loyal, obedient subjects" for the "British queen" to rule over.
"Finally understand now?" Nyo teased heavily as her glowing eyes shimmered to their usual shade.
"The truth is I'm not of this world. I possess special powers granted by the gods themselves that can tug at the heart strings of my prey. I've been playing you all evening, Christie-san."
Christie felt like a fool, now understanding her earlier emotions of genuine affection to Nyo were a lie. Christie had only felt the kind of warmth surface before for the redhead kunoichi girl she missed dearly deep down, thinking Nyo somehow tapped into that isolated emotion of genuine love to exploit the assassin's feelings in her cold heart.
Christie's mind swirled with doubt, thinking a creature like Nyo couldn't have existed in real life… but given what Christie worked with in M.I.S.T. over the years, she was aware of non-normal life and unspeakable phenomenon.
"You don't think I've heard of you, assassin? You and your band of egotistical girls have been the talk of the world in your little, primitive competition. A woman like me has no need to attend such trivialities, apart from personal amusement." Nyo explained in her own arrogant way.
"But that's what you all are… little girls compared to a figure like me." She softly hissed.
Christie's brow furrowed, and she struggled again to get out of Nyo's grip. She squirmed and grunted as Nyo effortlessly kept the Brit's wrists pinned while she looked on, smiling.
Nyo got Christie's attention with another kiss, making Christie gasp in the lip lock as she felt Nyo dominate her mouth again. Christie tried to free herself with wide eyes, hating the feel of being someone else's personal toy.
The Brit tried moving her legs, kicking them one by one trying to buck Nyo off. The tengu woman felt Christie's right leg kick repeatedly, making Nyo move as Christie tried to knee Nyo between her legs in a desperate attempt over and over to no avail before Nyo straddled Christie to prevent the assassin's desperate move completely.
Nyo ran her hands down Christie's pants body at her sides, licking her lips at the touch. She eyed the Brit's chest, grabbing Christie's breasts, making her gasp loudly. Christie tried fighting back, holding Nyo's wrists, but couldn't stop Nyo gripping her clothed mounds hard before pulling her dress back enough to see Christie's hard tits for a few moments. She instinctively pinched and twisted Christie's nipples, making Christie yell loudly at the tight titty twister while Nyo smiled playing with the assassin's body, laughing loudly at Christie's punishment.
Somehow, Christie managed to roll Nyo off her when the tengu's guard was down, only for both ladies to roll off the bed. Nyo crashed backfirst onto the carpet padding the wooden floor, but Nyo used her physical strength to roll Christie onto her back again, now on the wooden floor before raising her hand high to give Christie a hard slap. She followed up with a quick backhand before slapping with her palm again, making Christie grunt and groan from each hit before Nyo stopped.
Christie somehow reached for her knife and pulled it out, only for Nyo to grab her wrist and easily free the blade out of the Brit's hand by gripping her wrist and twisting, making Christie's hand scrunch in pain as the serpent groaned from the tight grip. The knife fell on Christie, which Nyo picked up and held at Christie's neck with her other hand, leaning close.
"You're almost more trouble than your worth… but I was lucky to find you tonight." Nyo said amused, as she held onto Christie's wrist tightly.
Christie looked back up, feeling the blade's cold steel pressed on her neck.
"You're an arrogant woman, believing you're some kind of apex predator…" Nyo kept taunting as Christie panted.
"The thing about being on top, Christie-san… There's always someone more dangerous, waiting to pounce and take your spot." Nyo warned before forcing another tight, but quick kiss on the disgusted Christie, making her groan at the kiss feeling Nyo capture her lips together again in her tight force.
"Mmmm… you're tasty, I'll give you that. But you'll never get your hands on my girls." Nyo said before moving her hand on Christie's wrist to her neck, holding her down as Nyo's face slowly morphed into a serious expression.
"Not after you stole her from me…." Nyo said, before leaning closer as she felt Christie's hand on her wrist.
"Not after you stole Honoka-chan… She was mine first." The tengu revealed.
Christie struggled to break free in vain, feeling Nyo's grip tighten a little around her neck, kicking her feet again on the wooden floor as Nyo turned the knife in her hand, scoffing at Christie's need for a primitive blade before sliding it under the bed. The knife clanked on the floor a few times before sliding to a stop, nearly appearing on the other side of the bed.
"It sickens me that you turned a promising, sweet girl like Honoka-chan into an embarrassment. And how you abused Kokoro-chan, too… You deserve no mercy, assassin." Nyo said with more venom in her tone.
"Unlike you, I treat young girls like them as the goddesses they truly are. This world's people are my children to look after… I will get Honoka-chan back!" Nyo said, slightly choking Christie with a little tightness from her grip while moving her other hand to Christie' neck.
Christie choked lightly as Nyo stared at her, thinking of how much Honoka and Kokoro were abused in her imagination as Christie from Nyo's hands, holding their wrists in vain.
"Ack… You'd… better… kill me… then." Christie threatened between choking and holding Nyo's wrists.
"I don't… give… up… my toys… so… easily… Ack… I… will… hunt… you… down."
Nyo grew a smile, chuckling as she shook her head slowly.
"Oh, my dear… You'll do no such thing." The tengu said as she leaned closer with glowing eyes again.
"I still think you're a tasty treat… and this predator is hungry." She warned with a seductive tone in her voice and smile.
Christie's glare, grip and squirming softened a little after some time, even after Nyo loosened her grip. Staring into Nyo's eyes filled Christie with a feeling she never though she'd feel thanks to her training. Nyo could tell Christie was paralyzed looking at her face, as she licked her lips slowly and sensually.
Christie shook with a look she never showed anyone before… One she thought she was incapable of revealing due to her self-centered nature of feeling invincible.
Fear. Christie felt fear in her heart, as she looked almost hypnotically into Nyo's glowing eyes, fear filling her own. She feared becoming brainwashed to serving Nyo, losing all free will. She thought how many of those girls Nyo had in her harem had surrendered their freedom to the purple-eyed woman.
Christie didn't want to end up like them… Not a mindless puppet fully controlled by someone else. In short… a human toy.
Christie panted, scared for the first time in her life. This new emotion gnawed at her relentlessly. As much as she hated this feeling… Christie couldn't bring herself to shake it.
Nyo's words wrapped her mind as she saw the bun-haired woman slowly lean closer. Christie felt she was humbled thanks to her fear, thinking on only one thought crossing her mind.
Whether in human life, or in the jungle… there's always a bigger predator looming around the corner... in the darkness, prowling and ready to strike to claim their spot as the new apex predator at the top of the food chain.
Nyo kissed Christie deeply again, closing her eyes and moaned happily. Christie's fear-stricken eyes slowly closed after widening a little from the surprise feeling of Nyo's lips mashing her own again, as she tried to fight Nyo off with what little energy she had left. The adrenaline of the night's events didn't make Christie occur until just now how weak she truly felt.
It struck her for a moment, but Christie realized her energy was slowly draining from her very body as Nyo's tongue explored the assassin's mouth to her heart's content amidst her happy sounds. Nyo didn't tell her everything to keep some secrets to herself… like the fact she was a tengu gifted with the power to steal energy from others through a tight, essence-stealing kiss, harboring abilities to those of a succubus.
Nyo learned through her time between the human and tengu realms that at some point she had awakened to more of her tengu powers, however she had trouble keeping them all in check, often losing her black wings she was so fond of to fly. She managed to master the power of her glowing eyes and energy-stealing kiss to their fullest, and found the harem she built on the Venus Islands was an unlimited renewable resource to gain her strength to keep her wings.
She was successful in keeping her wings, but for moments at a time. Otherwise, when her wings did stay, she'd lose strength in one of her other powers. She was far from being the ultimate tengu princess she wished to be, failing to maintain this uncontrollable balance in her abilities.
As Christie felt her energy slowly drain into Nyo's body, her efforts to fight back slowly faded over the longest few minutes of her life, eventually stopping her resistance, fading into unconsciousness long before Nyo broke their kiss softly. Her hands slipped to the side as the Brit no long squirmed and struggled. Her feet stopped moving about as the Brit passed out in the lip lock to Nyo's delight.
Nyo wore a smile as she opened her eyes, filled with the energy of the assassin coursing through her body. She raised up and slowly stretched her back while lifting her head, sighing with closed eyes again loudly while cupping Christie's breasts for support. The Brit sighed weakly as her head slowly dropped to the side.
Nyo didn't aim to get her wings back this time… She could've stolen Christie's life force if she wanted to, but the tengu woman wanted to keep her promise of protecting the "world's children" … in her mind, the children only being the young bright girls in her harem on the resort. And girls like Honoka and Kokoro who were missing crown jewels from her collection.
Tonight was about entertainment… with a side dish of revenge for losing Honoka. This was simply a moral victory for Nyotengu.
"Ahhhh… Not as tasty as the cowgirl…" Nyo said, lowering her head to open her eyes and look at Christie.
"But you taste delicious all the same, assassin." Nyo said with her smile and amused voice as she rubbed her hands up Christie's breasts slightly for a few minutes, making the Brit moan softly in her unconscious state from Nyo's kneading hands on the silk fabric, chuckling with glee at the Brit's bust size.
Nyo kept looking proudly at Christie, thinking of the reunion she'd hope to have with Honoka one day… and with an equal amount of hope to see Kokoro again. She then moved Christie's face up by the chin, closing her mouth slightly.
"You shouldn't look so undignified, Christie-san." Nyo taunted the unconscious assassin.
"But unfortunately for you… I'm not done yet."
Nyo leaned down to slowly capture Christie's lips again, moaning happily as she kissed and softly dominated Christie's mouth once more with her tongue. She moved her hands up to Christie's hair, caressing it repeatedly with her fingers going through the soft strands, silently admiring the Brit's short locks while being occupied taking as much energy as she wanted. Christie's arms and legs lay spread on the floor unconscious, unable to fight back against the tengu woman who slowly ravaged the assassin's mouth to her content, moving her hands down to cradle the back of Christe's neck to keep her prey's head steady.
The space of the room only heard the soft moans of Nyo's content moans and giggles in the one-sided kiss, glad she humbled and ravaged the silver-haired serpent like no one ever did before.
Epilogue: A few nights later
Outfits – Nyotengu: Black leather jacket lined w/white fur, gold leather crop top and shorts w/normal pigtails wearing kanzashi and tokin accessories
Nyo found herself at the bar again, when Christie had seemingly disappeared after the tengu left her in a random alley way, lamenting in secret of losing her chance to invade the Venus Islands. The hungry tengu's eyes scanned the bar's layout, eagerly awaiting to land her sights on her next prey while carrying her trademark fan close to her face below her eyes.
Nyo's purple eyes eventually stopped at the counter, finding her next target… One that was somewhat familiar to her, causing her brow to raise.
Nyo saw a young woman with loose brown hair perfectly hanging behind her head while dressed in the fanciest décor: a black dress with slits down the sides, high-heeled sandals, long evening gloves and long-laced stockings to match, adorned with a couple golden bangles on her left wrist.
Nyo knew it was Leifang, a young Chinese heiress she met some time ago. What she was doing in a raunchy place as the current establishment was anyone's guess, let alone in her elegant attire… but Nyo's curiosity drove her to approach the bar and walk up to Leifang from behind, wearing her best smile while fanning herself as Leifang silently had her attention on her phone.
"Waiting for someone?" Nyo asked to get Leifang to turn her head over her shoulder, her hair flowing behind her so beautifully.
"Oh, uh… Yeah. Just waiting for a friend." Leifang said politely.
Nyo chuckled as she walked to the side of Leifang, hand on the counter with the lowering her fan to show her face as Lefiang's gaze followed her. The Chinese's dark brown orbs lit up with widening eyes, recognizing Nyo as the tengu woman smiled.
"Heyyyy, I remember you!" She said with a friendlier tone and smile, pointing at Nyo with a bent arm and pointing finger facing up.
Nyo chuckled again, looking away for a moment before folding her fan, placing it on the counter before gazing at Leifang.
"And what's a young woman like you waiting here dressed like that?" Nyo inquired.
"Oh, this… My friend's kinda been obsessed seeing me wear this lately." Leifang said with a cute nervous giggle and small blush on her cheeks momentarily after looking down at her dress.
"I'm hoping to surprise her in this!... If she can find this place first." She followed up with a slightly worried tone.
"I see…" Nyo said with a nod.
"What does your friend look like? I come by here often, so I can pick out a new face with ease."
"Well, give me a minute…" Leifang said, as her thumbs worked to open her phone's gallery.
Nyo went behind Leifang's shoulder with a hand on her hip, and saw the Chinese brunette pull up a phone of Hitomi wearing a steampunk-covered outfit. The karateka wore a blouse with belt cuffs, denim shortails with suspenders, thigh-high socks, a pair of boots, leather fingerless gloves belt bracelets on her left wrist, a sleeve on her right elbow, a choker and a pair of goggles sitting on her head. Hitomi wore her brown hair loose with her fist on her side, wearing a beaming smile as she made a peace sign at the camera with her stretched hand.
"Oooooo, sexy." Nyo complimented.
Leifang giggled in response.
"She's sooooo pretty and super cute! And a strong fighter, too! I love sparring with her, and she has an amazing body! Her clothes are amazing, too, she has so much variety in her wardrobe! One day she can look sporty and athletic and the next she can look soooo cute and down to earth! Hitomi-chan is so kind and energetic, too! When you're near her, her energy is just infectious!" Leifang gushed over her best friend before sighing dreamily.
"I wish I can be with her all the time." She said with a closed-eye smile holding her phone close to herself.
Nyo smiled, putting her left hand on Leifang's shoulder.
"You care about her a lot… That's sweet." She said warmly before moving to the heiress's other shoulder and held it with her left hand.
"How about I keep you company until she arrives? I can't bear to leave you here all alone." Nyo offered before moving back to her last position holding both of Leifang's shoulders, making Leifang whip her head to follow the tengu.
"Maybe we can even talk about what I told you before. Sound fun?"
"I guess that's fine… She said she'd be here in a few minutes… but that was a while ago." Leifang said a little worried as Nyo switched shoulders.
Nyo laughed a little livelier while moving back to her last position to Leifang's side.
"Why not go look for her if you're so worried? I can help, if you'd like!" She offered.
"…Sure!" Leifang accepted after thinking for a moment, nodding with a closed-eye smile.
Nyo smiled back, cupping Leifang's cheeks.
"Oh, you are quite the cutie! Your friend is a lucky girl!" Nyo cooed.
Leifang giggled, making Nyo wrap her arm around her.
"I'll make sure no one gets their hands on you in these clothes." Nyo said as she scanned Leifang's outfits with her eyes.
"Such a beautiful outfit… on a beautiful young girl…" Nyo said as her voice trailed off, moving her hand off Leifang to run it down her side and the other to move it up the heiress's gloved hand to hold it.
"Such exquisite taste… Such fragile elegance." Nyo said almost hypnotically as her far hand moved down Leifang's hip.
"A perfect lady like you needs to be cherished. I can do more than stay with you…" Nyo said, sliding her hand around Leifang's waist while eyeing her chest for a moment and used her other hand to tip Leifang's gaze up by the chin with her fingertips. Her sliding hand landed on Lefiang's lap, admiring her thigh uncovered by the stocks, dangerously close to going under the heriess's front sash.
"I can protect you, Leifang-chan…" Nyo said with a hypnotic voice as her eyes glowed.
"I can protect you AND Hitomi-chan, too… As my new harem girls, I'll give you a life you never imagined and shower you both with love and affection all the time. Will you accept my proposal?"
Leifang stared at the glowing purple orbs, entranced by their beauty for almost a long minute with a slight gapping mouth. Nyo smiled and tipped her chin with her thumb and finger to close it before waiting a little bit more to stop glowing her eyes.
She waited a bit before Leifang smiled and brushed some hair behind her ear, looking down a little in a shy manner with a smile, clasping her hands as Nyo smiled.
"Nyo-sama… You're so nice." Leifang said with a slightly meek voice while looking up.
Nyo kept her smile as she helped Leifang out of her seat, holding her side while lifting her far hand, intertwining fingers.
"I'm so lucky to have someone like you by my side. Will you stay with me until Hitomi-chan arrives?" Leifang asked, almost entranced but still using a soft, happy voice.
Nyo kissed the top of their hands and moved her other hand up to move some of Leifang's hair aside and cup her cheek, making Leifang touch her hand and tilt her head a little.
"Absolutely. I'll take care of both of you… with all my heart." Nyo said soothingly, tipping Leifang's chin.
"I couldn't leave a wonderful girl like you alone… or leave a girl with marvelous butt like Hitomi-chan's to someone else." Nyo said a little flirtatiously.
Leifang giggled, nodding in agreement while the thought of holding Hitomi's firm ass in her hands again excited her.
The girls slowly closed eyes as Nyo leaned closer, softly kissing Leifang, letting the heiress wrap her arms around the tengu's neck as she held Leifang's back, feeling the skin of her back in her hands going up and down for a but, then wrapped around the Chinese's waist feeling Leifang's back curve in her embrace. They softly made out for a few moments, breaking and connecting lips with smiles, happily lost in their romantic haze before Nyo moved Leifang onto the counter's edge softly before breaking the kiss, feeling Leifang's gloved hand on her cheek.
"Mmmmmm…. Marvelous lips, Leifang-chan." Nyo said, using a finger to trail down the Chinese woman's smiling lips.
"Would it be too much trouble if I shared a kiss with Hitomi-chan afterward, too?" She purred with delight.
"Not at all, Nyo-sama. In fact, I think it would be pleasant if you tagged along with us." Leifang said, shaking her head a little holding her smile with her voice sounding slightly entranced, like she was hypnotized.
"Just promise you'll look after her, too. She's my best friend." She asked politely.
Nyo nodded, smiling back and agreeing to make their time together a triple date when Hitomi eventually joined them.
"I will… Welcome to the fold, Leifang-chan." Nyo said before kissing Leifang for a moment.
"You and Hitomi-chan will fit right in with your new precious family… They'll be waiting to greet you at the islands next summer."
Leifang nodded, letting Nyo lean on her kissing her neck while the heiress held the edge of the counter with her other hand, bending her elbow while feeling Nyo's hand on top of hers holding it.
The Chinese brunette used her other hand to hold the back of Nyo's head as she softly moaned and sighed feeling Nyo taste her neck, closing her eyes and tilting her head up a little and bending her leg at the knee, raising her heeled foot onto the counter's wall. Nyo moved her hand down Leifang's side, slowly moving it to the brunette's dress-covered butt at her rear sash while listening to Leifang panting softly and pleasantly, leaving tiny bites among her kisses on the heiress's skin.
"Mmmmm… Leifang-chan… Hitomi-chan… Welcome to my family." Nyo thought.
"I can't wait for you to meet the rest of your island sisters again. Serve me… and I'll protect you from the dangers of this world. Ooooo, Kanna-chan is in for a surprise!"