"What?" Rin nearly shouted, slamming her hands on her desk.
"I believe I made myself rather clear," the usurer in front of her replied evenly.
"This is not what we agreed upon," she protested vehemently.
"What we agreed upon when you took a loan from us, Miss Tohsaka, is that you would settle your debt when required."
"Yes, but not sooner than one year. This isn't nearly time for…"
"Hence why we are forewarning you. You still have three months to get the money you need to pay us back. Mind you, we didn't have any obligation to warn you in advance. This is purely professional courtesy."
"Well, you'll excuse me if I don't throw a party," she said humorlessly.
"Miss Tohsaka, I understand this isn't good news I bring you but it's out of my hand. Either you pay the 1,200,000 pounds you owe us or we'll be forced to bring this matter before the Board."
"Fine!" she growled. "I'll pay all back in three months. Now get out of my office."
"A pleasure doing business with you, Miss Tohsaka."
The man in a suit left and Rin allowed herself to slump in her chair. Her assistants murmured in hushed tones.
'Damn it!' she cursed inwardly.
She should have seen it coming. She really should have. Lord El-Melloi had warned her.
Her success had irked someone important; someone who had friends in high places and used that influence to have the money she had loaned called back early. She didn't doubt this was a conspiracy against her, that much was painfully clear. What wasn't clear yet were the parties involved.
There weren't banks for Magi, though probably more than a few were owned by one. Whenever a Magus needed money they asked to other Magi, and while there was an office in the association that supervised the agreements it wasn't nearly as strictly regulated as an ordinary bank.
Hence Rin's predicament. She only had a few thousand pounds to her name and that much was only because of her work with Gerard. She could ask for a loan to somebody else, but that would only shift the problem elsewhere, not to mention that it wouldn't work if there was a conspiracy against here. No one would lend her a single pound.
Usually, Magi received a given amount of money from the Association to conduct their research as well as for their own basic needs unless they had financial backing of their own. However, it wasn't like they just gave hundreds of thousands of pounds to the first practitioner who came asking. A certain amount of talent had to be demonstrated at the Magus own expenses. Nearly penniless as she was, Rin borrowed the money she needed confident that she could return it in due time from what she could scrape from the future funds the Clock Tower would provide once her research proved worthwhile.
But that plan required time. A luxury she no longer had to spare.
If she didn't pay back the loan in time, the Board would be brought in on the matter. Rin's reputation would suffer the second and most certainly fatal blow. The Association would stop financing her experiments in fear that she would use that money to settle her own debts and her career would be over, with it entailed for her chances to revert Shirou's sentence..
She had to do something, anything at all.
-xXx-
"I'd like to work more hours, if you don't mind," she told Gerard at the end of their next session.
"More hours?" the other Magus asked, surprised. "Well, I don't know… It's not like I don't have more experiments I could use your help with but they are either more long term or more… invasive."
"Invasive how?" She had a hard time imagining something more invasive that what they were already doing.
"I don't know. Hence why they are experiments. Your body would likely undergo some changes."
"What kind of changes?" she asked suspiciously.
"Dunno. The excessive energy would be handled by your body. I'd have no particular sway over it."
"Premature aging?"
"Unlikely. I assume it would be something more similar to what steroids and hormones would do, but I cannot be certain."
"I'm not sure about that," she confessed.
"You can think about it as much as you want. However, not matter what's your choice in the matter, we should still progress to the next stage."
"What...stage?"
"We have been exchanging energies for quite a while, Rin. Forering energy, no matter how synchronized should cause your circuits to react, however slightly. I need to monitor that development, gather and compare data."
"How are you going to do that exactly?"
Gerard pulled out of his pocket a small round piece of silver, with a ruby enchased in it.
"An earring? Isn't it too small?"
"If it was meant to go to your ear, perhaps. No, this is meant to go… much lower."
"Ridiculous! It's still too small for my navel. Where do you plan to-"
"Your clitoris, Rin."
"- pu... whaaaat?" she trailed off in a disbelieving drawl.
"Your clitoris," he replied matter-of-factly. "It has to be as close to your nerves as possible, and there's hardly a bigger clumps of nerves in the human body. It's also out of sight and sufficiently close to where our energies intermingle."
"... no way. There's no way I'm going to let you put that on me."
"To be completely honest, Rin, you don't have much choice in the matter. Unless we go through with at least this much we hit a dead end and we'd be in violation of the contract. - You - would be in violation of the contract."
"... Are you sure there's no way around it?" she asked, biting her lip and looking away, face flushing.
Gerard bit the inside of his mouth, instead, so that he would not smile. That she was deferring to his judgement already….
"Quite positive. Especially of you really want to work more hours in the future, no matter in what capacity."
She held his gaze for a moment. gauging his sincerity. Whether she could detect his lies or not didn't matter, for he was one-hundred percent honest.
"Fine," she sighed. "Then let's… let's just get on with it."
"We could do it another day if you-"
"Now, Gerard," she snapped.
"Alright. Get your panties off and sit on that table, legs spread. I'm going to put some anesthetic on it." He took out a jar of cream dipped two fingers in it under Rin's gaze. "Skirt up."
Rin dutifully took hold of her black skirt and lifted it above her waist, exposing the naked womanhood beneath. To say that there was no reaction to this on her part would be a lie, for even though she had a straight face, the slight sheen of arousal between her legs betrayed her excitement.
Rin might not have realized it herself yet, but she was looking forward to more of Gerard's treatment. And he would give it to her, again and again, until she could no longer lie to herself no matter how stubborn her pride was.
-xXx-
Saber had a problem or at the very least a conflict of interests. She had followed her Master without her knowledge to the place where the party was held. Borrowing a maid uniform from a locker she infiltrated the staff to look for Rin while checking the place for oddities.
She caught a glimpse of Rin across the hall a couple of time, but lost her when she tried to approach. She was aware of her general position and she was fairly sure she had been close, but then she came across another maid and she either had to break her pursuit or her cover.
And, as it turned out, there had been a major screw up with the refreshment. Saber didn't care for such trivialities, but in order to go back looking for Rin without causing suspicion she had to solve that issue. Her innate charisma to rouse the staff.
It did work a bit too well. By the time she was done she had become the staff's champion and the owner of the place offered a position as head maid.
Head maid in a millionaire's household meant a paycheck ten times what she did with her part time job.
Considering their financial condition she could ill afford to turn down such an offer, but the problem was she could not tell Rin about it least she admitted she had been following her.
Needless to say Rin would not appreciate that, especially since Saber came home to find her sound asleep like never before since Shirou's… forced departure.
Saber could not bring herself to disrupt whatever measure of peace Rin had found without good cause, so she would have to keep the news to herself.
-xXx-
About a hour later, RIn stepped out of Gerard's workshop without feeling any better than before she arrived. In fact, she felt pretty much upset. She was still in as much trouble as before and she had to suffer through this new… indecency.
She didn't blame Gerard, of course. She did understand the need to gather data reliably and that his Magecraft was inherently sexual in nature. Furthermore they were bound by a contract that didn't leave much in the way of choice.
At least putting on the damn thing hadn't hurt at all. Gerard's anesthetic worked well enough that it made her feel sleepy even though he put it only a bit on her genitals.
That had been embarrassing on a different level. Gerard had been entirely clinical about the whole procedure, never once making a comment about the… lewdness of the situation. Granted they were dealing with Magecraft so it was to be expected, but still she had to acknowledge that he was a first rate Magus. Her respect for him increased a little bit.
However, as she stepped on the train, she had to acknowledge that with that… thing sticking out of her clitoris, having any kind of sexual intercourse with Saber would either require some elaborate excuse or a period of… restraint.
There was no helping it and frankly it wasn't like she did have any time for that anymore. With her debt hanging over her head, if she was either resting or working.
She was so taken by her own thought that she didn't notice something was amiss until people started to board her carriage.
She was feeling rather cold, down there. 'It's just the anesthetic wearing off,' she told herself, but as the carriage got more crowded, and the space more cramped, the occasional bump or brush of her legs with a stranger gave her a new chilling realization.
'I forgot to put my panties back on!'
There she was, in the middle of the subway during rush hour wearing nothing under her skirt, the shortness of which was suddenly very discomforting. Her legs had always been her greatest asset, so yes, she was in the habit of showing them off a bit when she could.
However, going commando was way out of her comfort zone. She suddenly felt more exposed than ever and even though no one was paying any particular attention to her she felt everyone's stare on her.
She was sitting with her legs firmly closed, with her hands firmly in her lap. The length of the skirt was such that even when sitting it would be impossible to see her panties… or where they should be.
She was aware that no one knew of her predicament but that didn't change anything. At least no one was paying her any attention…
… with the exception of a tall, black guy who was sizing her up and down. Their eyes met and he smiled.
It was a knowing smile that made Rin feel naked and she reacted by clamping her legs even tighter and in doing so she inflicted pressure on the piece of metal that pierced her most sensitive spot.
She very nearly jumped out of her seat with a scream.
She forced herself to stay down, to ignore her accelerated heartbeat that echoed with delightful pain in her clitoris. But for all her mental discipline her body reacted all the same
'Calm yourself. He can't know anything. It's just a guy smiling on you on the train.'
That what she knew, but it wasn't how she felt. It didn't help that her embarrassment flared across her face in a visible blush.
He kept looking at her like a tasty morsel until she arrived at her stop and left with as much haste as her situation allowed, hoping with all of her heart that no one would notice. That the trail of fluids running down her leg would be invisible. The walk home from the station was painstakingly slow and yet one of the scariest, most thrilling things she ever did.
When she arrived home she slumped to the floor with trembling knees and left out a shaky laugh.
That was one story she wouldn't be telling anyone anytime soon.
Throughout it all, she never noticed the nearly imperceptible leak of mana from Gerard's latest gift.
If she did, she might have realized that he never said anything about recording data during their sessions exclusively. Her trust in him had grown to the point that she didn't longer doubt his friendship and for that reason she didn't even fully realize she had agreed to carry another Magus's Mystic Code on her own body, outside of the protective boundaries of their contract, where his Magecraft could subtly affect her without any infringement upon their agreement.
-xXx-
In the following weeks, few things changed. Rin explored her financial options but everywhere she turned the shadow of her opponents had already reached. In the first place, the Clock Tower was a very hostile environment but all the more so for an "uppity eastern monkey". The number of allies she had could be counted on the fingers of one hand and still have some to spare.
She even considered asking Gerard for a loan, but the matter wasn't merely financially. Whomever gave her help among the Magus community would implicitly ostracize the parties who were trying to undermine Rin.
She had already lost someone she cared about to her own ambitions and she would be damned before she caused grief to another.
In an unusual twist of luck, a solution presented itself before her without any action of her part.
As she was on her way home from the Clock Tower, a limo pulled to the curb beside her.
"Miss Tohsaka?"
"Mister Odgenson…"
"So it really was you. How have you been doing dear? It's not unusual for Gerard to bring a different girl each time to my parties, but I had the impression that the two of you were more close than his usual female acquaintance."
Rin did not frown at the mention of Gerard's other female friends. She most certainly did not.
"Oh, that skirt-chaser and I are just good friends. To be honest, he did invite me along. Take no offense but I'm afraid I've been too caught up with my studies to enjoy myself lately."
"Ah, beautiful and driven. I understand why Gerard seems so taken with you. Anyway, I was told that you have an interest in gems beyond the mere economic and appealing factor. I was wondering if you would be interested in discussing some of the finer topics. Over dinner, perhaps?"
"I… would like that very much, thank you," she answered after a moment of hesitation. She had already decided that Odgenson would make for an excellent business partner, considering his line of work, but she hadn't had enough time and opportunities to cultivate a cordial relationship.
She didn't think this meeting was accidental, of course, but she could easily cast aside personal distaste in the name of professional advancement.
"Excellent. Then I'll have my secretary call you later."
"You have my phone number?" she asked with an arched eyebrow.
"I might have asked our mutual friend for it," the man grinned. "Honestly, I thought Gerard would be less inclined to share it, but that man never cease to surprise me."
Rin wasn't surprised. If anything, she was touched. Gerard was really looking out for her. Personality quirks aside, she could really trust him.
"That's Gerard," she agreed. "Well, if that is all I have places to be and people to meet."
"That makes two of us. Good evening, Miss Tohsaka."
The limo sped away and Rin resumed her walk feeling a little more confident than before.
-xXx-
Rin gasped, trembling under the skillful hands that roamed her skin. Her body ached, burning with desire.
"Please," she begged. "Just give it to me."
The object of her desire was suddenly thrust in front of her face. Her mouth wrapped around it eagerly and with practiced ease, as if her lips were made for that purpose only.
The throbbing firmness filled her mouth naturally and her desire melted her core even further. it wasn't a matter of taste, but one of belonging.
It was meant to be inside her and she was meant to receive it. Simple and clear.
Like birds belonged in the sky and fishes in the water, COCK belonged inside her.
There was no lie, no delusion, no deceit. Just the honest truth of her female body.
Her heart beat in rhythm with the motion of the member between her lips, while the hands still played a melody with her body, roaming southward where the scorching pit of her womanhood awaited with burning intensity.
Nimble fingers peeled her open, exposing the wet truth of her need.
The COCK pressed at her entrance while COCK dominated her mouth and throat.
Give it to me.
She didn't voice the words, but the message was received all the same. She was pierced with measured and cruel slowness. Her body sung a praise with every inch of burning penetration.
Fulfillment, Purpose, COCK!
Utter delight pervaded her and she moaned in approval with every thrust of flesh inside her.
Her mind was white, free of thought, liberated from worry.
She craved for more.
"Rin."
COCK rubbed against her breast, circling her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through her already melting heart.
"Rin."
COCK was put into her hands, which she wrapped firmly, savoring its strength with each fingertip.
"Rin."
Any moment now and they would let their seed into and onto her, filling her body and heart with the oh so desired nectar that would make her mind melt over and over again.
"RIN!"
-xXx-
"RIN!""
"Wha!"
She jolted awake with a startled gasp, eyes wide open.
"Are you alright?" Saber asked with concern in her voice, from her place beside Rin in bed.
"Saber…? What…?"
"You were having a nightmare Rin. I called you but you wouldn't wake."
"A… nightmare… . Yes. It was only just a nightmare."
"Are you feeling alright?"
"I… think so," Rin stuttered, not daring to meet her eyes.
"Would you like a glass of water?"
"No, Saber," she replied as she calmed her breath. "No, I'm fine."
"You are all sweaty. Are you sure you're feeling well enough."
"Yes, Saber. I'm alright. It's just… stress."
"If I can help in any way…," Saber offered.
"No… I just need to take a shower. Go back to sleep, Saber."
"... if you are sure."
"I am," Rin reassured with a smile. "I'll take a shower and be right back."
"Okay then."
Rin slid out of bed, moving through the apartment in the darkness. She did not dare to turn on the light until the bathroom door was firmly locked shut behind her.
She didn't need to look to down to know that had the light been turned on her lies would have been seen through, just like it was possible to see through her wet panties.
Rin threw the soiled underwear into the hamper and jumped into the shower, letting the cold water stream down her skin in an attempt to soothe her.
She didn't recall what the dream had been about. She never did.
What she knew was that she inevitably woke up, drenched in sweat and arousal. This was the first time however that she woke up Saber as well.
To be honest, she wasn't entirely a stranger to wet dreams. Even before the War she sometimes indulged in thoughts of Shirou. She had liked him for a long time before discovering he was a Magus and she allowed herself to indulge in some short-lived fantasies. The War then threw them on a loop when the dust settled she was in a relationship with both him and Saber.
After that, whenever she craved an intimate touch, either or both of them was always in arm's reach.
But things had changed. Lies were spoked and deception weaved. Rin could no longer turn to Saber now, not without explaining the price she had to pay for a simple chance to make up for her mistakes.
That left her with a conundrum she could not easily solve. Even Gerard didn't always satisfy her. It wasn't like he couldn't but sometimes their act was purely oral and though she didn't really hate the act she didn't really get any satisfaction out of it.
She had needs, she acknowledged. She always had but she also always had someone to meet them. Now, not so much anymore.
She was more stressed, she rationalized and as such she needed more ways to vent of the frustrations. It was only natural. She would not easily admit that perhaps it was her who had changed.
But no matter what lie she told herself, her body would always be honest and for that reason, something as simple as cold water would not quell the heat that had build up in her womanhood.
She would have to take care of it herself, if she wanted to get some rest anytime soon.
Slender fingers slid down her abdomen along with the water, nestling between her legs, where her desire burned. Her nail accidentally brushed against the metal stud and a jolt of pleasure shot through her.
"Hn!" she bit her lips, trying not to gasp aloud.
She continued undeterred, caressing the folds of her pussy, gently at first, but with increasing vigor as the pleasure built up inside of her.
"Oh God," she moaned under her breath when she slid a finger inside. It felt like something had melted from the absurd heat inside her, and the juice of her arousal flowed down her legs even more, mixing with water.
Surprised by the amount of pleasure a single finger brought her, Rin continued teasing herself while she pushed her wet hair behind her head and leaned backward against the glass.
Masturbation had never been like that for her. Surely enough she could get her "fix" but it was hardly ever so... overwhelming.
But frankly, what did it matter? She was right there, with a finger sliding inside her and it felt so damn good. There was hardly anything wrong with that, wasn't it?
There wasn't anything wrong giving her body what it demanded and a good Magus always took care of her body.
Yes, that was one tenet she had to respect. Give her body what it needed. And so she did, again and again.
But for all the times she brought herself over the edge there was always something missing. A sense of through satisfaction she had become familiar with without realizing and that now was nowhere to be found.
She left the bathroom after several orgasms but there was still a nagging frustration in the back of her mind that just wouldn't leave her.
Needless to say, she didn't begin the day in the best possible way.