AN:
This work is an extended version of the one-shot "Muda de escamas" by Rey De Picas. Initially, I was thinking of simply translating his work from Spanish to English, but later we talked and came to the conclusion that due to time constraints, he had to cut out a lot of content that remained in the notes. It was decided not only to translate the work, but also to EXPAND it, including all those ideas, scenes and dialogues that were not included in the one-shot.
I advise you to read the original one-shot, but I will warn you right away that it contains spoilers. The extended version (i.e. English) will adhere to the plot of the one-shot, but serious changes are also possible.
― Oh, you've changed back to your previous outfit?
She turned around at the voice behind her.
The hair in two shades, the sapphire and the emerald fluttered at the small turn. The soles of her shoes echoed on the ground when she stopped.
There they were.
A redhead with white clothes and somewhat revealing for her. It's not like it was something she wouldn't wear. It would be contradictory to say it was wrong when she herself wore something similar or even more revealing.
― Oh, it's nothing…
The voice of the woman with colorful hair was somewhat discouraged.
― Did something happen?
― It's just… I try to act like one of those gods, but I can't manage it.
― Oh, you've tried to learn from them, haven't you?
The question of the woman with red hair. Boudica left calmly and with an understanding smile.
― Don't be discouraged by something like that.
― I've tried to imitate the other gods... but I can't get anything real out of them ― the blue-haired woman sighed before leaning against the wall behind her.
―Kukulkan-san, ―Boudica's voice sounded worried ― Whatever you've chosen or what you think is right is your duty to decide.
―…
― Have you talked about this with Master?
― Of course ― Kukulkan almost raised her voice to the woman beside her, but she was able to prevent that slip from showing.
― I see... ― Boudica commented before giving a big sigh― If you have any questions that I can solve, I'm here for you.
Boudica's smile was sincere, one that reflected true interest and desire to help Kukulkan. The woman with blue hair could only remain silent and accept shortly after.
She may not have been at her best and was now just a little more withdrawn than before, but it meant nothing. Kukulkan knew what she was like and what she could do.
Knowing that just because she wasn't in the same mood for a few days, it didn't mean any less.
No one made Kukulkan less in the time she now seemed to spend 'searching for herself' to answer what she should call 'the ideal God' that she so longed to be.
― Is everything okay? ― Ritsuka couldn't help but ask when he saw Kukulkan arrive at his room.
They both started sharing it a while ago.
―I am… ― Kukulkan spoke from behind the pillow.
The woman was lying face down and hugging the pillow.
― You know you don't seem convinced…
A sigh from Kukulkan came out at that claim. She didn't want to show herself like that, not at least when her situation was so personal and that's why she even felt bad about her acting right now.
― I want to help humans like a God, but I just… I can't understand the other Gods, I've tried, even pretended, but I still can't do it.
Ritsuka silently looked at the woman who tilted her head slightly to look at him. The young man let out a soft laugh before walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it, catching Kukulkan's attention who turned over on her back when she saw her master approaching.
― You don't have to force yourself for something like that, you know that Chaldea is your home now, everyone supports you, besides ― Ritsuka smiled before bringing a hand to the head of the woman next to him to gently move her hair. ― How could someone like you be considered a hindrance?
A slight blush came to Kukulkan's face.
She liked her Master. And it was evident that the feeling was reciprocal. The pleasure of the company was evident in each one.
Kukulkan felt happy to be with the Master. It was her first experience, perhaps the situation in the Lostbelt was not the best for 'a first time' but the company was somewhat genuine.
― Don't you think it would be better to relax a little? ― Ritsuka commented looking at Kukulkan.
― Do I look that bad? ― The woman's question was valid.
There were no games or usual words between the two. The concern given to her person was evident.
Kukulkan liked that.
― You never look bad, I would just like you to disconnect from everything ― Ritsuka's smile was sincere.
Soft words expressing his true feelings towards that woman.
Kukulkan laughed at that brief exchange.
― Well, I'll keep that in mind.
― Oh, the hot springs have just opened.
― Hot springs? ― Kukulkan was in doubt about the place.
― I know you like to learn about other cultures, and this is a good time, many Servants go there, Shishou and even Carmilla-san go there ― Ritsuka shared the information in order to motivate the woman more.
― I see…
― You should go and socialize a bit, that will help you clear your mind.
Ritsuka gave that with good will. Kukulkan completely locking herself in an idea only made the woman have a bad time, and it is for that very reason that he wanted her to distract herself a little.
He would've liked to spend more time with Kukulkan, but he had already understood at this point that his words wouldn't reach the hard-headed Kukulkan. The woman was quite stubborn in her own way.
A little girl talk would make her have a good time to forget about her problems.
Kukulkan felt strange when she arrived at the hot springs. She found several other Servants standing at the entrance, but she was the only one left here.
They used Chaldea technology (and Saint Grails) to recreate a place like this just to relieve stress… And even then the rooms were too small. She had complained a lot about it to her master, they both needed more space than Chaldea gave them.
Just as she was deciding to enter, Kukulkan moved and that's why she bumped into the person behind her.
Kukulkan's nervousness rose when she saw that a woman with dark skin and white hair was on the ground now looking at her as if nothing had happened.
― Oh, Kukulkan, right? ― Kukulkan didn't recognize the woman even though it was obvious that the other did instantly.
― I… Yes! ― The blue-haired woman smiled and held out her hand ― I'm sorry… Uhm… What was your name?
Kukulkan could at least remember a good variety of faces in Chaldea, and seeing the young woman made her confused. It was almost crazy to see so many people with the same face as the one she was now picking up.
― Okita Souji, oh, I guess I'm Okita Alter right now, or Majin? ― The young woman rambled silently to stand up ― Just call me Okita when other me isn't here.
Kukulkan laughed a little and agreed. She pointed to the entrance to the locker room.
― Will you go?
― Yes, I had arranged to meet others to hang out.
A chance.
Kukulkan smiled at Okita.
― Do you mind if I join? ― The question was calm and soft.
Okita silently looked at the woman who seemed to glow at the question and waiting for the answer.
― I have no objections. It's a public bath for Servants, it's obvious that everyone has right to be here if they wanted. ― Okita's mechanical answer confused Kukulan a little, but she simply shrugged: everyone has their own way of speaking.
― Fine! ― Kukulkan smiled and raised her fist ― Then, let's go!
The first thing was to take off her clothes. Kukulkan saw one or two Servants that she recognized, Okita Alter was at her side carefully taking off her clothes and taking one of the towels.
Kukulkan looked at Okita's voluptuous body with some envy. Her breasts were large, perhaps even slightly larger than her own.
The pink areolas were adorned with pert nipples that pointed proudly upwards. They stood out greatly due to her bronze skin.
Kukulkan didn't know if this tan was natural, but along with her white hair, it gave Okita an extremely exotic look.
Her flat stomach showed off her six-pack abs, evidence of her warrior training. Her narrow waist flowed into wide hips, giving Okita an hourglass figure.
Even though Okita's body was athletic and toned, the white-haired woman also had plenty of meat in the "right places."
The woman's thighs were thick, Kukulkan could see the toned muscles of her legs, which were clearly defined.
The amount of soft flesh that was given was well balanced with her elastic muscles, so Okita's thighs felt firm rather than hard.
Okita's labia were plump and bright pink. Kukulkan was surprised to note that despite the stereotypes about Japanese women, Okita's pubic hair was neatly shaved and her crotch looked very smooth.
The white-haired woman noticed that Kukulkan had been silent for some time, staring at her.
Okita followed her gaze and her eyebrows rose slightly.
Kukulkan's face flushed as she was caught red-handed.
― Umm... It's... I kind of...
― I understand. You thought about the stereotypes about all Japanese women being hairy underneath.
The lack of emotion in Okita's voice made Kukulkan feel even more uncomfortable.
― Please don't think I meant to offend you! I'm still learning about other cultures!
― I don't feel offended. You've pointed out an objective fact related to cultural differences regarding beauty standards. ― Okita replied calmly. ― For Heroic Spirits from more southern and hot regions, it's primarily a matter of hygiene. As for me, well... There's no particular reason for it, but I've noticed that he prefers it smooth underneath.
― 'He'? Are you talking about your lover?
― The word 'lover' implies a romantic or emotional attachment. ― Okita said thoughtfully, looking at her palm. ― I'm not sure if he feels that way about me, so 'partner' seems more appropriate to describe our relationship.
Kukulkan wasn't sure if she should think about it. It was completely different from her and Ritsuka's situation.
― What about yours feelings?
― I don't know if it can be called love, but... I feel very comfortable around him. He never makes fun of me and is always kind. That's enough for me.
She followed the woman's example quite carefully. After getting ready and cleaning herself with a small shower, Okita indicated to her that it was time to go to the hot springs.
Walking behind her, Kukulkan noticed how Okita's buttocks swayed.
I suppose it would be impolite to say out loud that for a female warrior, from a country whose women are known for being slim and thin (obviously due to historical peculiarities), her ass is quite huge?
Experiencing all that caused Kukulkan to be more than ecstatic about the situation.
She walked carefully, her already wet feet reaching the curtain that cut off the path to the hot springs and the grooming area. Kukulkan moved forward, seeing the steam already covering the place.
A single movement once in front of the curtain earned her the view she was expecting and it did not disappoint her.
Several Servants were there talking calmly. Some were from today's mission team, so she quickly took that this place was a really good one to relax.
―Are you okay? ― Kukulkan almost jumped when she saw Okita at his side.
Her normal version was nowhere to be found in this place so she had no problem calling her simply Okita.
― Oh…
― You stood at the entrance, aren't you going in?
― Yes.
The excitement in Kukulkan's voice made some of the Servants who were relaxed and talking in a peculiar way turn around briefly.
Both Okita and Kukulkan approached the stairs that led into the water. There they were already greeted by the rest of the Servants who were watching Kukulkan.
The woman with light blue hair felt nervous about that, but she was able to put it aside and put a foot in the water.
The pleasure of the good temperature made her open her mouth and enter without fear to sit down.
― It feels good, doesn't it? ― a new question came from beside her. Kukulkan looked at a young petite woman, who was smiling cheerfully ― Oh, my manners are somewhat atrophied, it's been a while since we had a new member, Marie Antoinette, a pleasure to meet you, dame.
Marie was almost albino in appearance, if not for her blue eyes, she could pass for one with her porcelain skin.
Her hair, pure snow-white, was tied into two side ponytails.
She was also the shortest of the group. Thin shoulders, graceful collarbone - her figure was quite petite.
Marie's chest was rather flat, but she easily compensated for this with her slender hips, which peeked out from under the towel.
But Marie's most notable feature was her exceptionally beautiful face, full of girlish innocence.
― Ara, isn't she the girl who flies around Master? ― unlike the previous friendly voice, this was sounded with a more mocking tone.
Kukulkan turned around and saw a woman with white hair somewhat curly at the ends who was one of the few who was completely naked in the water and not with the towel on her body.
The woman's skin was rather pale, and on her beautiful aristocratic face there was an evil smile.
She crossed her arms under her large breasts, emphasizing their size even more.
A thin waist turned into a wide hips, and her thighs seemed luscious enough that any man would want to dig his hands into them.
Kukulkan could see some of her plump cheeks peeking out from under the woman's feet due to the position she was in.
― Come on Carmilla, don't be mean to her ―the laugh of a carmine-haired woman made Carmilla raise an eyebrow.
―I haven't done anything.
―Ignore Carmilla, she was rejected today ― woman spoke carelessly.
Kukulkan recognized her instantly.
One of the gods she tried to understand. Queen of Shadows and the Goddess of War, Death and Wisdom. Scáthach.
If Carmilla's body could be called "Royal", then Scáthach's body was that of a goddess.
Long crimson hair fell down like a bloody waterfall.
Her scarlet eyes were proof of divinity, adorning her strong-willed face like two precious stones.
The woman sat with the posture of a true Queen, everything about her screamed 'look and bow'.
Her breasts were the largest among all the women present.
Scáthach's voluptuous figure had a perfect hourglass shape: her hips and buttocks were proportionate to her bust, creating an incredible line of curves.
If Marie and Carmilla were noblewomen, true ladies, then Scáthach, like Okita, was first and foremost a warrior.
Her muscular arms and abs were proof that Scáthach could pick up a spear at any moment and pounce on her enemy with the ferocity of a wild animal.
Scáthach crossed one leg over the other, only further emphasizing how thick her thighs were, a combination of muscle and healthy fat.
― He gave me an excuse, didn't he reject you simply because of who you are? ― Carmilla's laugh was pleasant in the face of the Goddess's frown ― His excuse was true, he had to take a role for the reconnaissance team, but we already talked about meeting later, not like a certain person who got rejected and ignored.
A laugh in the background made everyone turn around. She had her legs in the water, but was sitting on a rock. Kukulkan didn't know how she had no shame in just sitting there with her legs open and showing everything.
The woman had long white hair with black strands. Her golden eyes sparkled with joy, along with something crazy.
Her figure was graceful, closer to Scáthach, but not so curvy.
Long slender legs, a firm butt, a sculpted waist - although the woman did not give the impression of a Goddess like the Queen of Shadows, Kukulkan felt that there was something more to her than met the eye.
― Let me introduce myself, I'm-!
― It's Nagao Kagetora, that's all ― Carmilla interrupted the woman's monologue, who only laughed even louder.
Kukulkan felt left out as she didn't understand where the conversation was going.
Kagetora's laugh in the background seemed to bother Carmilla, who asked her to shut up, and before she knew it, Kukulkan was watching both women pushing each other with their hands together.
But Kagetora just seemed happier and happier by the moment.
― Don't give them both too much thought ― Kukulkan turned around and saw Okita, who had her eyes closed and apparently being the calmest.
Since out of nowhere the rest of the girls started to fight each other arguing.
― Is it normal? ― Kukulkan saw Kagetora laugh and smile without showing any sign of annoyance at Carmilla's words.
―Kagetora always plays with Carmilla, she thinks she's being friendly but she's just annoying her, Carmilla doesn't have a good temper with those who make fun of her.
―I see... and what happened before?
― Before? ― Okita opened her eyes remembering the conversation― Oh, they were talking about how Senpai rejected Scáthach.
― He didn't reject me! Besides, it's not like I was looking for him like you guys.
The caller was frowning and looking into Kukulkan's eyes. The light blue haired woman looked around without knowing why they were giving her such a look.
―I…
― That bastard sleeps with any woman, and more if it's that bitch over there ― Scáthach pointed at Carmilla who stopped and turned back to the Goddess.
In the hot springs both were in a different mode than they would act in public. It was a moment of intimacy and "sincerity" on both sides. Outside they seemed not to know each other, but inside they talked a lot.
― Well, it seems this 'bitch' is much more attractive than a goddess with a spear up her ass. Although, of course, this pathetic goddess would prefer to have a good, big cock instead. A feet of thick, hot meat would do her good.
Usually, an insult like that would be beatings until she got sick from Scáthach. But the situation was different in that place, it was a truce of the first to use the place, not to fight and everything that happened inside the hot springs would stay there.
Conflicts included.
― I asked for some of his time to talk and he agreed. Unlike you, I look for more than just showing my ass shaking it so that you can get impaled. Are you talking about me having a 'spear' in my ass when we all know that you love it when he sticks HIS 'spear' it in there?
The discussion continued to Kukulkan's surprise, as both women insulted each other in various ways.
― Is this really normal?
― Kinda… Senpai has slept with several women, relationships between Servants are much more common than you think.
― Oh, I understand ―Kukulkan did not understand anything― Who is this 'Senpai'?
Usually, this was the title Mash called Ritsuka, but recently the relationship between them had become practically non-existent.
Even though Ritsuka was the only one who usually had the title 'Senpai', it couldn't be him, so Kukulkan was curious about who Okita was talking about.
Okita looked at Kukulkan for a few seconds before sighing.
― Senpai is my superior as the name says, he is the head of the kitchen, the Heroic Spirit EMIYA. ― Okita replied and a second later she added. ― An Archer one. You also can call him Nameless or No Name. And yeah, don't call him Nomiya or Sumanai Archa unless you want fried nails for breakfast. Senpai still hasn't forgiven Master for the name-dropping incident. Something about favoritism and double standards between him and the King of Knights.
Her words took Kukulkan by surprise. The woman expected it to be some famous Hero like Achilles of Greece, or at least a gallant handsome gentleman like Diarmuid of Ireland.
But… An Nameless Archer without legend who just cooked the food? Kukulkan was shocked that even a Goddess was willing to sleep with… A Servant specialized in cooking?
― I see…
It was a lie. Kukulkan sincerely did not understand it.
― I guess you haven't seen it yet, Senpai has quite a big impact on those who meet him ― Okita nodded to herself.
― Is he that good?
― No, he's usually a jerk. I mean, literally. Even the Holy Maidens quickly run out of patience when they talk to him. At first, I thought Emiya and Martha were a bad combination, but Emiya and Jeanne are even worse.
It wasn't Okita who answered. Marie smiled as she leaned against the wall behind her inside the hot springs.
― That... I think that could describe Senpai well... ― Okita reluctantly agreed.
― The Heroic Spirits who can tolerate him can be counted by the fingers of one hand. When Emiya faces the Gilgamesh, Cu Chulainn, or Anderson, it always turns into a verbal duel. Even Blackbeard's ears are dry from all this curses. ― Carmilla snorted.
― The Shorty cannot keep his mouth shut, and the King of Heroes' ego is as great as the wealth of his treasury. ― Scáthach threw back her heir. ― As for Setanta, his only problem with Emiya is that he has no pride. If Archer had a different mentality, the two would have become good friends.
― Just look at this, someone seems pretty defensive towards her puppy. ― Carmilla remarked sarcastically ― I'm not surprised that this guy is your backup plan.
― The fact that Ireland's Greatest Hero desires me and not the most beautiful woman in Connacht flatters my ego ― Scáthach said defiantly. ― Perhaps if you took off your clown mask more often, bats wouldn't be your only followers.
Her remark caused Carmilla to frown and growl.
Kukulkan blinked repeatedly without fully understanding that.
― Isn't it usually better to stay away from that kind of people? ― From what she had learned from humans at least that was the case.
― Oh, you get used to it, plus he's a good lover ― Marie Antoinette said softly. ― I mean, really good.
― Eh, if the whore from France says he's a good lover he must be too good, right? ― Carmilla and Scáthach had turned their attention to the conversation and countess didn't hesitate to throw an insult at Marie.
The white-haired girl laughed a little and shook her head.
― You're cruel, ma chère.
― You've slept with several of the men here since your arrival. ― Carmilla crossed her arms. ― The only thing that seems to have stopped you from trying was that you found Emiya.
― Oh, come on, if you put it like that you make me look like a horrible person. Or Medb.
It seemed that none of the women were shy about insulting the Queen of Warriors at every opportunity.
― So… You and that Emiya are dating? ― Kukulkan looked at the women who didn't seem to understand her question. ― Isn't a couple who can afford to sleep repeatedly?
Carmilla looked at Scáthach. It was a look of understanding before the two sighed.
― You really are as innocent as they say ― Carmilla commented and pinched the bridge of her nose ― I won't explain everything to you, but open relationships are common among Servants. A random one night stand is what happens when the most incredible legends gather in one place. But if you want to consider someone who can be called 'partner' of that bastard without him looking at you with disgust, you only have the laughing lunatic. Well, she and a couple of other exceptions.
― 'She'? ― Kukulkan didn't understand.
― Hello! ― Kagetora waved when the others' eyes turned to her.
― Her?
― Forget her, she's a special case because she doesn't know feelings like love, that's why Emiya leaves her at her leisure so she can stay by his side.
― Isn't that... Bad?
― For any other man it may be, but Emiya doesn't look for anything from anyone, he just wants to have a good time, well, that's only in certain cases ― Carmilla glanced at Kukulkan who seemed to process what was said.
― Oh…
― Isn't your relationship with the Master something similar? ― Marie's question made Kukulkan's face turn red.
An inexperienced lady, that was what the others saw with just the reaction of the blue-haired woman.
― I… Love all humans equally… ― Kukulkan's gaze didn't hold up to look at Carmilla head on ― But I think it's not bad to see him a little above others, is that selfish?
― Oh, not at all. It would be stranger if it weren't so ― Okita shook her hand.
Kukulkan was having trouble following the woman with the flat face she showed at every moment.
― Well, that's it...
― So, what is he like?
― Huh?
Marie stood up, she didn't reach very far because she was so small, but she smiled confidently.
― What is the Master like in a bed? After what happened with Kama there were a lot of rumors.
― Kama? The Goddess of Love? ―Kukulkan's question was truly confusing.
She had never heard anything about both of them, her Ritsuka and Kama.
― You know...
― It's obvious that she doesn't know, idiot ― Carmilla hit Marie on the head ― It's about Kama sleeping with Muramasa and after that the 'relationship' between them, the Master and her, was suddenly cut off on Kama's side.
― She usually complained about being with the master, it's not that it was really surprising either.
― At first, she said that she loved to bother him, I guess that was just a whim.
― Well, we talked about that crazy blacksmith, he slept with Ibuki Douji for the woman's sword... I feel sorry that after that the one who became fond of each other was Ibuki for Muramasa and Muramasa for Ibuki's sword. Honestly, I didn't think it was possible to lust after a weapon. Maybe he really is Hephaestus reincarnation. The Greeks were always weird.
Kukulkan had a hard time following the conversation flow because she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
She couldn't believe in the first place that someone would replace Ritsuka with someone else.
Not to mention saying bad things about him later.
And it seemed that Kama had replaced Ritsuka with a man who wasn't even interested in her.
Kukulkan felt anger boiling up inside her.
She hadn't met Kama or Muramasa in person yet, but she already had a low opinion of them.
― And... What were the rumors? ― Kukulkan asked carefully.
― Oh, Kama is a foul mouthed as usual, and the whole 'Goddess of Love' thing makes it more of a rumor than reality, but she often complained that it was hard to feel pleasure with Master. She called him a 'masochistic pig' or something like that.
― What?!
― So, their relationship was fake? ― Carmilla thought for a few seconds. ― Well, Master is still young anyway, maybe he was too enchanted with her looks. I hate to admit it, but that bitch doesn't have the title of 'Goddess of Love' for nothing.
―I saw Kama in her third Ascension once, and honestly, even I felt inadequate. It's ridiculous how huge women's breasts can be and how thick thighs can be. Master didn't stand a chance.
― By the way, shouldn't you try your luck with Master, since Emiya keeps turning you down? Fujimaru always drools when you pass by him in your slutty bodystocking. Put on your bunny costume and this boy will be yours. ― Carmilla chuckled.
― And if you're not satisfied with Master, how about Sir Lancelot? He'll be more than happy to sleep with you. ― Marie added her two cents. ―We, French, have always been known as good lovers. Rest assured, he won't disappoint you.
― You're the only one who could say something like that about this guy. ― Carmilla looked at Marie Antoinette with a wrinkled face, and she wasn't the only one. ― Besides, he seems to be obsessed with his King's Lancer-Version. I'll bet all my QP that he dreams of bending that Bunny King over a card table and fucking her hard until she gets pregnant.
― Too bad for him, but the only "carrot" that Bunny eats belongs to Emiya, ― Marie smiled, putting her finger to her lips and thinking. ― Or should I say that Lion only eats the meat that Emiya carries in his pants? And what about Fergus?
― Don't even mention him. He never hid the fact that he only sees me as his personal slut. The first thing Fergus will do when he gets his hands on the Holy Grail is turn Chaldea into a brothel. ― Scáthach's face wrinkled at this. ―Medb and Fergus are only in Chaldea to fuck with each other.
The other women agreed with her.
― Besides, don't confuse the desire of the body with the desire of the heart,― the goddess looked at Carmilla, who rolled her eyes at the incoming monologue, ― I think about him to pass the time, because that's exactly what I'm looking for, someone who doesn't fall into the idiocy of being attached to something like a relationship.
― And then I'm a bitch?
― You do the same, the difference is that you desperately spread your legs, he probably felt sorry for you, and so he gives you this for hours to make sure you don't come back for a while.
― You... ― Carmilla's face twisted in annoyance at Scáthach's words.
―A hours?
Kukulkan's question was full of complete confusion.
― Oh, don't give it any importance, chérie. Master is a human, and he's also a young man without much of an experience. You two probably enjoy each other about half an hour or so, right? ― Marie Antoinette asked innocently.
Kukulkan laughed nervously and nodded. However, she bit her lip slightly.
This did not go unnoticed by the French Queen.
― In fact, it's even for the best. Something excessive can cause harm ― Marie nodded as if she understood Kukulkan's situation.
― Rather hypocritical words, Queen Marie. ― Okita intervened after having been silent for a while. ― Last time, you said how useless men are who are unable to satisfy their partner in bed. I think you were complaining about King Fionn then.
― Oh, come on! I'm just trying to be nice and support chérie! ― Marie puffed out her cheeks. ― And it was Jason, not Fionn. The leader of the Argonauts works real miracles with his command skills on the battlefield, but in bed he's like a piece of log. Jason finishes quickly and his technique is just terrible, he only cares about own pleasure. I'm not surprised that Medea ran away from him.
― Hm, so that's how it is. And what about the King of Conquerors?
― Ah! Being conquered by such a charismatic foreign invader was one of my fantasies! ― Marie said dreamily, but then smiled wryly. ― But unfortunately, Iskandar did not live up to my expectations. Greeks have good stamina, but their dicks are rather small. And it seems to me that the King of Conquerors prefers men more.
Kukulkan gasped when Queen Marie said the word "dicks" out loud. The petite woman was noble and graceful, so it seemed very dissonant with her usual image.
Later, Marie herself realized that she had only confirmed Okita's words. She glared at the white-haired woman with displeasure, clearly irritated by her emotionless expression.
― Now what did I do to you? I'm the one who should be angry ― Marie Antoinette pointed a finger at Okita ― You caught me in an embarrassing moment!
―Sorry… Not sorry…
―You so mean! It's not even the proper apologize! ―Marie brought her hands to her hair.
The petite woman's face was completely red.
― Ara, isn't this an interesting story to share?
― No!
―Senpai and Queen Marie were in Senpai's room, Queen Marie was being held from the back of the thighs and Senpai was standing, he had her in the air, Marie was-…
―Majin Okita! ― Marie Antoinette shook the woman by the shoulders. ― Tais-toi tout de suite, vilaine!
― Oh, you always talk so much, but… Did you just faint while being roughly fucked by him? ― Carmilla's laughter showed royal mockery and she looked down at the queen who seemed to have lost herself.
Kukulkan lost what's really happening in the conversation. While the trigger for this was the curiosity of the others about her relationship with the master, the only one who learned about relationships of other people was her.
A question came to Kukulkan's head.
― Why do you refer to him as 'Senpai'? ―Kukulkan looked at Okita who blinked a couple of times.
― That's because we work under the same entity. And he's kind of older and more experienced that me.
― Oh, did you know each other before in life? ―Kukulkan's smile grew.
― This is... A rather complicated question. My memory isn't very good, but... We definitely met each other before. Or was it the 'other' me? ― Okita's face frowned slightly as she thought about it.
― Uhm… What do you mean?
Okita looked at Scáthach as if asking for help.
The carmine-haired woman just let out a sigh at that look.
― They didn't know each other in life, both their life story, but something I've forgotten is that despite being a God you don't have the same knowledge of them having been so isolated.
Kukulkan's nervous laugh came out at that mention.
― That means?
― They work under contract with the [World], Okita and Emiya are Counter Guardians ― the eyes of the blue-haired woman widened.
She had vaguely heard about that, but it was the first time she was aware of the real situation or knew anything certain about the world.
Her life had been as Scáthach mentioned, somewhat isolated from the rest of the pantheons and without any real idea of certain things.
― Oh, so you met at work?
― No.
― Huh?
― Guardians don't interact with each other unless the situation is necessary, I interacted with Senpai, but at the same time, I didn't interact with him.
― Just explain it once and for all, ― Scáthach sighed. ― But I won't go into details, if you want to know about it, it's better to talk to Emiya, didn't you want to become a good God for humanity?
Kukulkan's mood suddenly brightened.
― Yes, that's something I want to learn, I've been trying to take it for granted lately, but I can't understand the true meaning.
― You can talk to Archer about it.
― What? ― The confusion returned again. ― Why?
― If you want to be the 'perfect God of humanity', you can listen to his ideas.
― Then is that okay?
― No, that's absurd and insulting, only Kagetora and a few other crazy wrenches get along with that idiot.
Kagetora laughed in the background, supporting Scáthach's point.
― I understand... ― Kukulkan chuckled sideways. ― But thank you, I know I'm new to all of this and would like to learn more.
The light blue haired woman stood up, preparing to leave. The sound of Kukulkan's footsteps disappeared after a few seconds.
― Did you do that on purpose? ― Carmilla was the first to point it out, looking at the Celtic goddess, who smiled before sitting down.
― I don't know what you're talking about.
Carmilla sighed.
― Hey, you remind me of Carmilla, who mentioned that, ― Marie Antoinette commented with a quiet laugh.
― Weren't you the one who slept with him first? ― Carmilla looked at Marie, who raised her hands in a sign of innocence. ― The only thing innocent about you is your appearance, but you're a real slut at heart. You're not that far removed from that hussy Medb.
― Are you getting personal again? I bet you're still upset that you're not one of his 'exceptions'.
― I bet if others saw you for who you really are, they'd stop treating you like a gentle and pure lady.
― Are you going to fight again? ― Scáthach looked at both women, who were looking at each other.
― She's probably jealous because she knows it can't be anything serious.
Carmilla clicked her tongue.
― They call me a bitch, but you're the worst.
They had to be fast.
That was what Kukulkan thought the moment she needed mana.
She and the Master of Humanity, Ritsuka Fujimaru, did it out of a desperate need to be able to continue the fight.
It wasn't much, she would say it was pretty fast. Kukulkan had some understanding of sex and knew that both partners had to reach what was called an orgasm.
It was easy to tell when Ritsuka did it - the heat of his seed inside was pleasant, causing electric tingles in her womb.
But she wasn't sure if she had reached that state herself. It wasn't like the last Master of Humanity was always too fast, right?
Kukulkan turned her head to the side. She was currently lying in her Master's bed, which they had shared for several weeks.
Ritsuka was sleeping peacefully, exhausted from their sexual activity.
His chest rose and fell slowly. His breathing was clean.
He had a satisfied smile on his face, and he seemed so innocent.
Kukulkan smiled, running her hand over his face. She didn't care what others thought, she thought Ritsuka was very handsome.
Of course, his face was quite feminine, reminiscent of a certain Sumerian Goddess, but that was more of a compliment.
His height was slightly above average (by Japanese standards), 172 centimeters compared to her 176. When they kissed, Ritsuka had to stand on his toes slightly, and she had to lower her head.
So what? She had seen couples with a much greater difference in height. In fact, it was even better this way. He was very cute.
Kukulkan's hand moved lower, slowly moving from his neck to his chest, and then to his torso and stomach.
His muscles weren't that big or voluminous, but Kukulkan didn't think that was a bad thing. Ritsuki's physique was athletic, like a swimmer's. He was very fit.
Kukulkan had no complaints about him. She was fine with everything. Yes, everything...
Kukulkan's smile slowly faded, replaced by something contradictory as she touched her Master's crotch.
Ritsuka smiled stupidly in his sleep, grunting as Kukulkan lightly stroked his penis.
Suddenly, the argue between Okita and Queen Mari popped into her mind, causing Kukulkan's thoughts to drown in doubt.
She sat up, letting the sheets fall freely from her body.
Marie Antoinette's comments were not meant to be simply given without meaning.
One could assume that if something like this was just 'conversation"' it should not be ignored as such.
Something she had heard before and that still haunted her was perhaps what she most wanted to ignore.
'An ordinary person could not simply be with God.'
It was not that there was a limitation, but there was a shadow so that he could walk next to the God in question. It was there that she spent the next days, seeing those who had managed to be with God in life.
The hugs and kisses, the caresses that Master gave her without thinking about it. Kukulkan's heart beat the moment it happened, the way she was treated gave her happiness and a gentle calm.
They were both in bed, she could see the desire in Ritsuka's eyes, how he focused only on her, how his breathing quickened when he was with her, and how he moved his hands to hold her waist.
It was no longer like that time of emergency in Lostbelt, now they were in Chaldea, on a wide bed and in a well-kept place. It was not like that cave. There was no desperation in their actions.
Weren't Queen Marie's words supposed to change everything?
The young man beneath her sighed, she felt how little by little what was once hard inside her was slowly becoming soft.
Even in the current situation, reaching sluggishness was a point that made it impossible for her to continue moving.
She knew that she also needed to reach a point of pleasure, something that would make her feel really good.
But it wasn't. Or maybe the other women's words were just a bluff?
Ritsuka usually fell asleep right after that. Kukulkan was usually born next to him, gently hugging him and sharing her warmth, but this time she didn't go to the shower in their room.
She looked at herself in the large mirror for a few seconds, as if she wanted to see what she lacked as a woman. Was she defective compared to the others? Was it her fault as a woman or as a God?
She desired Ritsuka, who she had been thinking about in a certain way all this time, but the conversation she had with the other Maids earlier in the bathhouse left her in doubt about what was going on between her and Ritsuka.
The name echoed in her mind.
"Kama"
As did the other name associated with her, Muramasa.
These two names had been mentioned by Ritsuka and other women before, but she hadn't paid much attention to it until now.
She hadn't had a reason to until today.
Kukulkan turned on the shower and the water flowed freely over her body, washing away any traces of her and Ritsuka's love affair along with her sweat.
It wasn't like she was sweating much from their previous activity.
Her crotch felt free as whatever was there from her Master had simply disappeared. Ritsuka's seed was washed away by the water, flowing freely down her thighs and down her legs.
It was as if her body simply didn't need it, eager to get rid of it as quickly as possible.
It wasn't anything special, and there was nothing she could say or blame Ritsuka for this situation.
If there was anything wrong, Kukulkan was sure it was her fault. The very thought that she might want something more than her Master could give her weighed heavily on her mind.
That night, her sleep was very restless.
AN:
Well, something like that. It was me who insisted on the idea of rewriting the one-shot, breaking it into several parts to make a full-fledged series.
About new chapters for this work - I will wait for Picas to be free and show his drafts and developments that had to be abandoned while working on the one-shot. We will think about how to add them.
As for my other works, new chapters for them are tentatively coming out in December, along with 2 new works (in one of which Kiara will play a significant role).