Review Responses:
To Natsu Is Awesome: Ever had those times where you start banging your head on the wall, shouting, "Why didn't I think of that?!" Damn you, sir, but that Ultear idea would be more interesting, less complicated, and more expedient than what I had in mind. And thank you, because see previous. I'd never pass up a chance to shove Ultear into a story. You'll also notice I took the plea/disclaimer about Cana down. Inspired by a story you recently updated, "Cold, Yet Warm", I thought of a way to put Cana in the guild. Still working on the Gildarts angle; he never went against Tartaros in the canon. A terrible waste, it was.
To BoredKing: It may seem like he's just horny, but there are other, more subtle differences in his character. They'll probably be easier to spot in this chapter.
To Kriim-Sauce786: "Be great if Natsu was dominant more?" This chapter's for you, then, man. I kept Natsu's "demon form" on the subtle side for the reasons you cite. Most if not all the fan art of him is way too much, if you ask me, but his canon form is kind of underwhelming. A shaded brow, claws, and burnt red forearms? That's it? Not even a different color to his fire? Sure, it's easy to draw, and it's nearly the same as mine (I only looked up his canon form literally as I typed this), but I figured Mashima could at least get creative with his abilities.
The bird woman stirred in the tank. Her eyelids fluttered as consciousness returned to her.
"Say, Minerva," Natsu said, "how exactly is she getting out of there?"
Minerva's eyes widened. Her magic flared, and Kyoka warped from the inside of the tube to the shattered remains of another one, liquid pooling about her hands and legs as her lungs hacked and coughed the liquid from them.
"Hope there's no broken glass in there," Natsu remarked.
Kyoka's head rose as air fully returned to her. Her metal talons felt around her skull, looking for the helm she'd worn. A glance at her hands confirmed what was doubtless her fear: she'd lost her Etherious form.
"Oh, Kyokaaa!" Minerva called. "The party's down here."
Kyoka braced an arm on her knee and dragged herself upright. Liquid dripped off her hair and ran down her back, arcing around the contours of her ass.
Natsu's eyes followed them down her legs. Seeing the muscles contort and flex as she turned reminded him of Erza again. No wonder they'd been so evenly matched.
"Kagh…" Kyoka tapped her chest and coughed out the last few drops of liquid. "Minerva. I assume you brought me here. And…"
Kyoka's eyes widened when she saw who else had come to Hell's Core.
The bird demon scowled. "Minerva," she hissed, dropping to the floor, "why is that… human still alive?"
Natsu cocked an eyebrow at that. Folding his arms, he let Minerva place herself between them.
"You genuinely don't-" Minerva paused, then smiled. She turned and placed her hands on Natsu's shoulder. Slinking up his side, her boobs sandwiching his bicep, she whispered, "Kyoka doubts you. Teach her a lesson."
Natsu smirked. "Right to the chase, huh? My thoughts exactly."
"You traitor!" Kyoka shrieked. She darted back and raised her hand. A glowing green tendril whirled out of her twirling talon. "I remember now! You sided with the enemy over us, we who granted you power!"
"Whenever you're ready," Minerva said to Natsu, her smug, haughty gaze remaining on Kyoka as she allowed Kyoka to power up her Enhancement Curse. She pecked Natsu on the cheek, then added, "Master."
Kyoka hesitated. "Master?"
Natsu's arms exploded to life in a flurry of gestures. Drawing his will into the air, he made full use of his new, complete Thorn Curse. Prickly vines shot from the smashed molding tubes and floor, snaring Kyoka's torso, wrists, shoulders, ankles, and mouth. The last one made her bare her white teeth, if only to let her black lips escape the sharp spines.
Natsu lowered his hands and nudged Minerva's thigh with his knuckle.
"Mm?" she purred. "What is it, Master?" Her half-lidded eyes looked so alluring. That blue shade on her eyelids must've been made a feature; if it wasn't, and it was just makeup, that would be one more thing to change when she went back in the molding tube.
Natsu nodded down at the upturned hand at his hip. "Have a seat."
Chuckling, Minerva raised one naked leg along Natsu's back, shifting her squishy ass-cheek into Natsu's palm. When his fingers squeezed the fleshy bubble, she hopped off her other leg and locked them around Natsu's waist. Her arms took Natsu's head and turned him towards a hot, moaning kiss. Despite Erza's lesson, Minerva still loved power, but now more than just her own.
One foot at a time, Natsu approached Kyoka. Every step made Minerva's big tits wash against his body. He rolled her buttock in his hand, twisting and turning his palm to touch every part of herself to him. Her marshmallow flesh felt amazing, and as soon as Kyoka was dealt with, he'd take Minerva for another ride, make her beg for his cock all over again. Fuck, she was beautiful.
She broke from the kiss, her tongue trailing down his neck while her eyes taunted Kyoka. Natsu figured the rest of Kyoka's memory was about to return; her muffled cries of disbelief were dying on her lips.
"Okay," said Natsu, reaching out with his free hand. The demonscale on his arm (as he decided to call it) flowed over his hand into sharp claws. Carefully, he plucked the vine gagging Kyoka and let the strands fall limp. They turned to black mist, leaving Kyoka free to speak.
"H-… How?" Kyoka breathed, staring up at her captor. "Only Master Mard Geer has the Curse of Thorns."
"Had," Minerva corrected, smiling as she pecked Natsu again, before running a hand along his flat but iron-hard pecs. "What's the last thing you remember, Kyoka?"
Kyoka's head dipped; she winced as the thorns dug in further. "I… I faced the Fairy woman, Erza. Face was counting down. I'd tied my life to the timer to speed it up…"
Minerva nodded. "M-hm, and how did it end?"
"I was…" Kyoka's eyes widened. "I was cut down… And then… Face, it went off."
Natsu shook his head. "You changed your mind."
Nervously, Kyoka shook her head; she was clearly in denial. "I would do no such thing."
"Oh, you would," said Natsu. He thumped his bare chest with his fist. "I ordered it."
Kyoka recoiled, then winced as the thorns bit her again. "You?!"
"What was even the point?" Minerva asked, squeezing her legs tighter around Natsu. "Your master was already awake."
"No…" Kyoka pulled at her bindings, but all it did was draw demon blood to the welts forming on her body. "This can't be!"
"Easy, Kyoka," Natsu said. "That tube is the only one we got and I'm not gonna put you back in if you hurt yourself."
"You aren't Master E.N.D.! You can't be!" Kyoka yelled. "Our Master is an invincible demon of fire! He made the Fire Dragon King choke on his Nova flames! Some lowly human pretender could never compare!"
Sighing, Natsu glanced at Minerva. "Gonna have to put you down."
"Not for too long, I hope," she replied, before flashing herself a good ten feet away, standing inside another wrecked molding tube. "Fire when ready."
Natsu grinned at her. "I'm always ready for fire."
His grin became noticeably angrier as he slowly brought his glare upon Kyoka. The demoness looked manic, shifting twitchily in her biting bindings, grimacing up at Natsu.
Okay, Kyoka, Natsu thought. If that's how you wanna do it.
Natsu spread his feet. His hands drifted apart, grasping at invisible chains on either side of him. With a snarl, he reached into that newfound river of power that had awakened within him. The space around him began to shimmer and distort, like the air itself was trembling with fear. This new power, this Curse, was his to wield, and Natsu wasn't one to wield power with restraint.
"YOU THINK I'M PRETENDING?!"
A blue inferno spiralled to life around him. Natsu disappeared within the flames, leaving only a black silhouette with two slits for burning red eyes.
Kyoka shrieked and pulled back, wrapping the thorns tighter around herself. Tears streamed down her cheeks. It hurt, the pain from the thorns, and the pain from being devoured alive by fear.
A black claw emerged from the firestorm, its edges lit purple by the overwhelming blue light and the red tint of its scales. It was coming, reaching for Kyoka's face. No matter how hard she pulled away, the claw was always a little faster. She thrashed in her bindings, pulling her head to and fro. She refused to let it touch her, and it didn't, until the unseen hand of a puppeteer pulled her bindings tighter. Her clawed feet dragged along the floor as she was crucified before the horror she witnessed, and in a moment, it was upon her.
Her shrieking voice was distorted when that claw slipped its fingers into her mouth. Two sharp points prodded her tongue, while a third pricked the underside of her chin. The sweltering heat made the ends of her hair smolder. Only Kyoka's demonic durability saved her from incineration. That is, until another hand emerged from the flaming spiral and bloomed into flames, these ones the bright orange of dragon fire.
"Does this feel like 'pretend' fire?" came a seething voice, distorted into a chorus of hate by the shimmering air. "Is it giving off 'pretend' heat? Will these 'pretend' claws 'pretend' kill you when they rip off your jaw and pull out your throat?"
"No! Pleashe!" Kyoka begged as the claws in her mouth slipped under her tongue. "I'm shorry! Have mershy!"
Minerva laughed. "Listen to yourself, Kyoka! You sound ridiculous!"
Kyoka's wide eyes fell upon her guild mate. "Minerva, do shomething!"
"'Do shomething'?" Minerva chuckled. Her hands rested upon her naked hips. "This is all very confusing. Am I back in the guild or is this an appeal for charity? A minute ago, I could've sworn I was a traitor."
"No! No! I'm shorry I doubted you!" Kyoka wailed. Her skin started to turn pink.
Minerva smugly gestured to the inferno. "I'm not the one you doubted."
Kyoka's eyes jumped back to her captor, drawing closer to the edge of the fire. A fanged maw loomed in the supernova, orange light puffing and fuming within it.
"I'm shorry," she murmured, her tears evaporating off of her face. "...Mashter."
The fire died so fast that the two women were momentarily blind. In a few moments, their eyes adjusted back to the soft, ambient glow of Hell's Core, supplied by the puddles and reservoirs of healing liquid.
Fingers steepled, Natsu tapped his claws together. After some pondering, he knelt down and drew a finger, no longer clawed, under Kyoka's jaw.
"Say that," Natsu commanded, "again."
Kyoka swallowed. "I'm sorry, Master E.N.D."
"Damn right you are," Natsu said, folding his arms. "You and your stupid pride. I'll bet you remembered what happened all along. You just didn't want to cope with it."
"Yes, you're right, Master E.N.D."
His hand closed around her cheeks, squeezing her mouth. "You shouldn't lie, Kyoka. Nothing wrong with forgetting stuff. Hell, I wouldn't have tied you up if you hadn't attacked us."
"I am unworthy of your forgiveness, Master E.N.D. I must be punished."
Natsu held up a hand. "Hold it. None of this 'E.N.D.' stuff. That name's a mouthful. You're in my guild now, so call me Master or Natsu."
Kyoka nodded. "Of course, merciful-"
"Hold it." Natsu's hand was up again. "You call me 'Master' until I say differently. And what's all this 'mercy' stuff?"
His fingers batted her lips, though not hard. "Choke yourself!"
Natsu stood, waiting, watching. Kyoka stared up at him, while Minerva watched with growing kinky interest.
"You heard me, dishonest bitch," Natsu stated, opening a hand at his hip. "Choke yourself."
With a nod, Kyoka pulled at the thorny vines that held her in place. Her grimace contorted her face, white teeth framed by blooming black lips. From the side, Minerva decided that she wanted Kyoka, too. She wanted to see that gorgeous grimace staring back at her while she ravaged Kyoka's thick curves.
But it wasn't to last. Natsu remained still until some arbitrary number of seconds passed, then shouted, "Not with your hands, with mine!"
"I'm trying, Master!"
"Don't touch me with those finger-knives!" Natsu barked, twitching his open hand. "Lean forward and choke yourself."
His hand was about a foot away from Kyoka's throat. To lean forward would make the thorns bite harder, not to mention the vines would squeeze the pink puncture spots on her skin. Torture would ensue before Kyoka could even begin her punishment.
And it did. Sucking in a breath, Kyoka forced herself forward, a fight against pain just to obey. The vines coiled around her like serpents, squeezing her body and pushing air from her shrinking lungs. Her bare skin was at the mercy of these cursed thorns, their power more than enough to bypass Kyoka's natural resilience.
"I will… Pass this lesson," she whimpered, but struggled on. She was halfway there. "No matter how much it hurts."
That's when Minerva made her move. While she admired Natsu's sense of irony, given how torture-happy Kyoka was, she couldn't see this bringing the demoness into her bed.
"It doesn't have to," Minerva said, appearing from a Territory sphere next to Natsu. She slid down Natsu's side. Her plump breasts flowed around Natsu's leg, contorting and distending around his body. Even with baggy pants on, his flesh was well-defined; his muscles were fucking her tits.
Two fingers snaked their way into Natsu's waistband. "He ordered you to choke yourself," Minerva said seductively. "There's another way."
Slowly, one quarter-inch at a time, Minerva drew Natsu's pants down.
Kyoka ceased pulling, mesmerized by what she saw with the first inch alone. His swollen member hardened the further his pants went.
At the fourth inch, Kyoka's eyes grew so wide they could've eclipsed the holes in her helmet, had she been wearing it.
At the seventh inch, a blush dusted her cheeks and a small gasp passed through her mouth.
When the tenth inch passed and Nastu's cock sprang to life in front of her, so long it was nearly under her nose… Impossible as it was, Kyoka's eyes grew even wider. Her jaw hung limp, her lips puckered in amazement.
"So," Minerva cooed, licking her lips before licking the base, "what do you think?"
"It… Um… " Kyoka swallowed audibly. "Incredible."
"Glad we agree," Natsu said, grabbing her hair. "Now swallow it."
"Hulf!" Kyoka's cheeks bulged as the air was displaced from her mouth. All ten inches of shaft went right down her throat and left her nose-to-waist with her guild master. A reflexive gasp saw her gag, and suck, on the master's magnificent cock. She was so caught up in the moment that the pain from the thorns dissipated; she barely noticed it.
"Marvelous, isn't it?" Minerva whispered, slithering up to Kyoka's neck. She kissed her windpipe and ran her tongue along her throat, pressing the bulge Natsu caused. "Savor it, Kyoka. I want a taste when you're done."
"Hurk! Wern kn eh…?"
"Didn't you hear him?" Minerva said, toying with Kyoka's taught breast string. "You finish when he does. So swallow it, as much as you can."
"You're doing great," said Natsu, tenderly cupping Kyoka's cheek. She gazed up at him, and the expression he wore reminded her of Master Mard Geer. He, too, looked down on his subordinates, with that reassured superiority ever-present in his eyes. Yet there was something else there, something which sparked in Kyoka not defiance, but intrigue. She wanted to know more about this, about the new guild master. Something about him made her initial thoughts of rebellion fade away, and it wasn't his cock.
With a growl, Natsu's legs stiffened and his cock swelled. There was no holding back this time; he wanted to approve Kyoka's decision, and came. Sticky cum spurted down Kyoka's throat. The demoness's eyes rolled back as she felt the rippling power of Natsu's muscles contract against her face. Even his orgasms were worthy of admiration.
Natsu let go of her hair as her eyes came back into focus. He gently stroked her chin, tracing her jaw. "Good girl."
To his surprise, Kyoka sucked harder when he pulled his dick out. Seems her devotion to the guild made her eager to please.
"I'm not Mard Geer," said Natsu. "In my guild, good girls deserve a reward."
Hearing those words made Minerva shudder. Her pussy drooled in agreement.
Natsu raised his hands and mimed opening an umbrella. The thorns that tormented Kyoka retracted into the vines, leaving her bound in smooth but sturdy greenery.
Panting, Kyoka's head hung low. "Thank you, Master."
"Huh?" Natsu said, then smiled. "Oh, that wasn't the reward. What do you take me for?"
Trailing his fingers along her back, Natsu circled to Kyoka's delicious derriere. Her ass was bigger than Minerva's, hefty glutes wrapped in pale, pretty skin, but she couldn't beat Minerva on definition. Minerva's ass spilled along the top of her thighs and jiggled with every movement. Kyoka was far too toned to have that kind of cellulite.
Still, Natsu thought as he ran a hand down the curve, her caboose ain't lackin'.
Taking his cock, he pulled Kyoka's thong aside and stroked the exposed folds with his tip.
"M-Master, what's going on?" Kyoka stammered nervously.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm gonna reward you," said Natsu. He drew his hips back-
"No! Wait!"
Natsu frowned, his hands still holding her butt. "For what?"
"What… What about Seilah?"
"Seilah?" Natsu asked, before remembering the other busty demoness they'd found.
Minerva smiled and her hand glowed. A bubble appeared in the molding tube, and Seilah's body floated down from the magic.
"There," said the tigress, lowering her hand to Kyoka's tit. "Now, time for us to fuck you."
"What?!"
Minerva kissed Kyoka, hard. The demoness tried to recoil but, bound as she was, there was no escaping Minerva's lips. Moaning, Minerva's tongue forced its way into Kyoka's mouth, exchanging tastes of cock they'd sampled. Minerva wrapped her arms around Kyoka, then her legs, her feet leaving the ground as Minerva's clit caught the dew from Kyoka's folds.
A weight fell on Kyoka's back, one made of steely muscles.
"Minerva first," Natsu murmured, running his reptile tongue along her pointed ear.
Kyoka's eyes widened as Minerva continued to make out with her. Natsu's hands left her body and waved the Thorn Curse into action. Kyoka's midriff bindings disappeared and her body sagged forward, Minerva clinging on. However, a new set of vines appeared, wrapping around the two busty women and tightening around their waists. It lifted them in, back to horizontal alignment.
Now that he could compare, it wasn't just Kyoka's ass that was bigger. The woman was larger than Minerva in every way. Tits, thighs, bones, everywhere on Kyoka's body was a little extra. If only the "extra" lay in definition; she'd outclass Minerva completely.
So let's make those curves a little more curvy, Natsu thought, twisting his hand. The vines tightened, and the two women bulged in all the right places.
"Mwah! Ah!" Minerva felt her clit kissing Kyoka's folds. She parked her jaw on Kyoka's shoulder and smiled at her guild master. "I love the way you think, Natsu."
"Glad you do," he replied, teasing her with his cock. "This is gonna rock your world."
Minerva's chest swelled, mashing her hardening brown nipples against Kyoka's. "Yes! Do it! Fuck me! YES!"
Natsu's cock slammed home and Minerva's pussy was complete again. Oh, how she missed this massive slut-maker, like a lightning rod for ecstasy had plugged itself into her. There was no build-up, no foreplay this time: Natsu sheathed himself inside of her and started smashing her ass with his hips, exactly how she liked it.
"Watch me, Kyoka," Minerva whispered. "See how hard he makes me cum."
Kyoka turned her head, shocked by what she was hearing. "This is truly the nature of E.N.D.?"
Minerva smiled, then locked lips with Kyoka. Her hands clawed at Kyoka's back, ripping the purple fabric of her choker-strips top. Every slam of Natsu's hips and every jiggle of Minerva's bouncy bod caused the strips to slide off a little more. Soon the fabric fell away, hanging from Kyoka's neck like stage curtains, parting around Minerva's chest. Their nipples swirled around each other, buttons of lust being pushed over and over again, surrounded by twin mountains of tits on each side.
Natsu parked Minerva's feet on his shoulders and ran his hands along her smooth olive skin. Her thighs squeezed Kyoka's midriff, her ass swinging back and forth in the makeshift fuck-harness that Natsu had bound them in. Her inner walls caressed his cock with every thrust, and her resulting moans caressed Kyoka's tongue.
Natsu paused in his pounding and slowly drew back. "Why do you… Make this… Me… So hard?"
Minerva squealed into Kyoka's mouth and her eyes screwed shut. It was torture for her, compensated by his grunts. No other woman could torment him like this, and that knowledge went straight to Minerva's hungry snatch. She loved it, even more when he slammed back in.
"Mah!" Minerva broke from the kiss and sucked on her lip, her head hanging limp in the air. "Nnnnn, such a huge cock, and it's all mine!"
That wasn't entirely true. While Minerva's pussy sucked Natsu's dick like sweet salted candy, Kyoka's hovered just above, dripping arousal along Natsu's veiny shaft. Kyoka wouldn't admit it (at least not yet), but feeling Natsu's salami-sized member drag against her folds, parting her pussy lips with its mind-boggling thickness… Well, her celibacy to Seilah got harder to maintain.
Natsu again slid out to the tip. Even now, Minerva's lips clung to his bulbous head like a bad habit. "You want my dick?" he said. "Then TAKE IT!"
"AUGH! Yeah! Rrrr, I love this huge fucking cock!" Minerva took it all and then some, Natsu smashing her pussy open again and again. Minerva found it hard to see; her eyelids tightened along with her pussy.
Hardness was no problem for Natsu, though. He pistoned Minerva's snatch at his leisure, tight around his big dick but slippery enough to despoil with ease. He almost couldn't comprehend it: how could she be so well-oiled and yet cling to his junk like this? And so warm, too.
Warmth spread through Minerva as she felt Natsu's cock start to swell. "No, not yet!" she begged. "I haven't cum yet!"
"You wanna cum?" Natsu asked, grinning and winding up a hand.
Whap!
"Oh!" Minerva squeaked.
Natsu paused in his fucking and lowered his angle a little, aiming further up Minerva's booty.
WHAP!
"FUCK yes!" Minerva shrieked, going limp and letting Natsu resume hammering. "Fuck me like this! Stuff my pussy with- OO-oo!" She squealed as Natsu spanked her again. "Haaah with your hot, sticky cum!"
All of this, Kyoka saw etched on Minerva's face. Crucified as she was above the ground, there was no way to move. Thus, there was no way to reseat her quim onto Natsu's pleasure piston. Natsu's hips pounded Kyoka's posterior as much as Minerva's, but the tingling touch against her folds was gone. Every thrust was a reminder of what Kyoka had, and what she could have again.
Natsu grabbed his lover by her wide, fertile hips and started pulling her against him, over and over, using Minerva to jerk himself off.
"Ungh, this is so hot," Minerva said. "You're such a beast, Natsu!"
"And you're, mrgh, such a whore, Minerva," Natsu growled, baring his teeth at her. "You wanna be this, a big-tittied condom for my demon dick."
"I can't help it!" Minerva cried, her hands grabbing Natsu's and forcing them against her ass. "I can't! I ca-aah-I'm CUMMING!"
"HrrrAAAH!"
The power of her orgasm squelched from her slit as Natsu, with considerable effort, pulled out just as he came. Minerva tried to angle her hips up, to kiss his dick goodbye. Her pussy twitched hungrily as the first cum-spatter fell against it. The second shot was all Kyoka's, splashing between her quim and her ass-cleavage. From there it was a cumshoot and their bodies were the firing range, Natsu sliding his pulsating rod between the two women and finishing between their taught stomachs.
"Hah… You..." Minerva's satiated look turned to a scowl as she seized Natsu's wrist. Then she had his arm, then his shoulder, reeling him in until they were face-to-face, Natsu's chest on Kyoka's back, his dick sandwiched in Kyoka's butt.
"You stingy fuck!" Minerva growled. "Why didn't you cum inside me? You did before, so what changed?"
Natsu shook his head and slid a hand between the women's chests, copping a handful of Minerva's tit.
"Don't be greedy, Minerva," he said, massaging her melon. "Kyoka deserves to swallow my load just as much as you do."
"She doesn't even want it!" Minerva snapped. "And since she doesn't, I do."
"A-, Actually…" Kyoka mumbled.
The bird woman couldn't see it, but her horny lady partner smiled. Got you, she thought. Deep down, you're as big a pervert as we are.
"...I'd like…" Kyoka swallowed. "I'd like Master to… to…"
Chuckling, Minerva nipped at Kyoka's ear. "Go on," she whispered. "Saaaay it. You know you want to."
"I…" Kyoka shuddered as Natsu once more pressed his tip to her warm, wet entrance. "I want him to…" She gazed at the molding tube. "Seilah…"
Natsu seized Kyoka's jaw and forced their eyes to meet. "Don't worry about Seilah. You'll both be joining my harem."
"That's… very generous of you, Master," Kyoka mumbled, "but Seilah… I'm not sure she would want you."
Chuckling, Minerva slid a hand over Natsu's, guiding his groping. "Why don't you sample the Master's… offerings, and if he's not up to par?" She shrugged. "There's always room in my harem."
"Your harem?" Natsu scoffed. "Fuuuuck that noise."
Slinging an arm beneath Minerva, Natsu used his other hand to burn away the vines holding Kyoka. The only one left was her torso wrappings, to keep the two ladies in that sexy position.
Scanning Kyoka's skin, Minerva saw all the red marks left by the thorns. "Yeees, join my harem, Kyoka," she cooed. "There's a lot to gain from being my fuck-slave. For example…"
Her hands glowed. Moments later, the three found themselves atop the base of a smashed molding tube, Natsu ankle-deep in the glowing liquid. Holding them steady, he found the center and lowered everyone's level, Minerva's bubble butt snuggled in his inner thighs.
Rolling them over so Kyoka was on the bottom, and giving Natsu what he decided to call a "slit spiral", Minerva pinned Kyoka's knees to her chest.
"Minerva!" Kyoka grunted. "I'm not… very comfortable…"
"Bear with it, you plump little cockatrice," Minerva smirked. She slung one foot around Kyoka's ass, then the other, so it was Kyoka who now lay, ass and pussy pinned, in a mating press.
Minerva twerked her butt, her jiggly cheeks slapping Kyoka's skin. "Come on, Natsu, don't keep her waiting."
"Gladly," Natsu said, pressing his tip against Kyoka's folds. "Ready for me, Kyoka?"
"Master," Kyoka said nervously, craning her neck to look past Minerva. "I've never been with a male before. I'm not sure I could satiate you…"
Natsu raised an eyebrow. "Your pussy's big like the rest of you, Kyoka. I'd be surprised if you couldn't take my dick."
Kyoka blushed. "I, um…" she said, looking away. "Thank you, Master."
Natsu's eyes widened at her look, leaning on Minerva's oversized olive ass. She's adorable. I wish she'd hurry up and let me in. I wanna see that cute look get its mind blown.
"I am ever your loyal servant," Kyoka said. "If you wish me to be your concubine... I will not object to yooOH MY GOODNESS!"
Kyoka's toes curled. Her fingers gripped Minerva's arms and held on for dear life as Natsu went halfway into her. It was incredible, such a huge thing despoiling her dripping snatch and filling her mind with animal lust. A beautiful grimace twisted her black lips as Natsu started thrusting, deeper and deeper, until seven of his ten inches stretched her out.
"Talk is cheap," Natsu said, savoring her reaction. Thanks to Minerva's gelatinous booty, he was never in danger of going all-in. "Actions speak louder."
"Ah! Yes! Master! Yes!"
"That certainly didn't take long," Minerva chuckled. She started grinding her body against Kyoka, their nipples and clits rubbing together while Natsu's hips slapped her ass. "That's right. Feels so good. He's a hard man to resist."
"It is!" Kyoka cried. "He's so big, HUGE! Nothing compares to Master's cock!"
"We'll see about that, slut!" Minerva barked, kissing Kyoka. The demon's talons went from Minerva's arms to her head, clutching her skull. Minerva's hands weren't idle, tweaking Kyoka's hard nipple while the other fingered their clits. Dissonant moans burst from Kyoka's mouth; the pleasure put her pipes out-of-tune.
"Hrh! Mrh! H-wh!"
Minerva was dominating Kyoka's tongue and the avian woman was completely submitted to it. Her master ravaged her like not even Seilah could, while this… half-breed melted her loins with her deft touch. It wasn't right. No human should have this effect on her. So why did it feel so good?
Natsu was disappointed by the kiss. It was so hot, watching two sexy women make out while he pounded one of them to orgasm, but it meant Kyoka couldn't speak. She had a super-sexy deepness to her voice, kind of smokey and kind of smooth depending on what sounds it was making. She sounded like a cougar lady, aged like good whiskey, and the sound Natsu wanted to hear most was that sexy alto climbing to an orgasmic scream.
Kyoka's pussy started to twitch. So did Minerva's. Both women began to rub thighs against one another as the heat from their bodies sought an outlet. Beads of sweat trickled down the cushy curves of Minerva's tits, ballooned against Kyoka's bigger bust. The sounds of her fingers grew more wet, as did Natsu's veiny schlong.
"Feeling good, Minerva?" Natsu grinned, then grabbed as much of her glute as he could, rolling it around in his hand. "I can't get enough of you down here. I just wanna slap these fat cheeks and watch 'em bounce, play a bongo solo with your booty."
"Flattery will… ah..." Minerva reared back, tearing away from Kyoka. "Ah! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"
"As am I!" Kyoka squeezed Minerva's wriggling thigh, their movements growing twitchier and less controlled. "Please, help me cum! Help Master… MAKE! ME! CUM!"
"I got your cum…" Natsu grunted, his thrusts running wild as his cock swelled. "RIGHT HERE!"
"FUUUCK ME!" Minerva's fingers blurred as her pulsating pussy rocked her hips.
Kyoka couldn't even scream, she was so out of it. Her pussy was foaming as Natsu stuffed his cum into her. The torrent surged from his tip and around her walls, flowing out around his steely shaft and drizzling down around her asshole. The puckered orifice twitched, sad to be left out as Kyoka's orgasm petered out.
Kyoka's silent scream collapsed into heaving, open-mouthed bliss. Minerva sprawled along Kyoka's body as the two women limply spasmed against one another.
"Hah… Not as good… as the real thing..." Minerva panted, her cheek laying on Kyoka's, both women looking to the side. "But still… nice."
She licked her lips, then hooked her tongue on the corner of Kyoka's mouth. The two women turned into a kiss, sighing tenderly and closing their eyes. Natsu still had a hand on her assets-down-under, so she gave him a handful of wiggle.
"Aww, isn't that nice?" Natsu said, smacking her. "Guild mates getting along."
Minerva broke from the kiss and leaned back, sitting on what parts of his throbbing shaft weren't nestled inside of Kyoka. Most of it, actually, since their bound bodies pulled Kyoka's pussy away from Natsu.
Kyoka pawed at Natsu's thighs from around Minerva's body. "No… Master, I need you! I've- I've never felt this way before."
Minerva ignored her and ran a finger under Natsu's jaw. "Don't think I'm letting you off, you bastard," she said, flicking her claw off his chin. "You still owe me a load in my pussy. A-ah, ah!"
"Quit being so demanding," Natsu said, groping her tit. Multitasking was the name of the game, so he cut their wrappings with a flaming finger. Kyoka fell back down with a splash and a sploosh, the latter coming from her pussy as Natsu resumed her reward.
"Hooooh, my… Master!"
His virile balls slapped her ass, the cum reservoirs already refilling. Sticky drops of white spurted around his dick, forced to make way for his enormous meat piston. Natsu should've swapped with Minerva, but he just couldn't help himself. Kyoka's starving snatch was unlike anything he'd imagined. Her walls felt ribbed, but still wet and warm like a woman's. It was the best of both worlds: the shifting fingers of a hand and the sloppy tightness of pussy had combined to massage his dick like never before.
Minerva, still denied, was getting her fill of Natsu's tongue. Her head stretched back over his shoulder as Natsu sucked and squeezed her huge tit. Her body cried out for his cock but he refused to give it to her. He felt her up wonderfully but she wanted more. Any second she was liable to push him out of Kyoka and ride him until her glutes pounded his pelvis to dust. It only got worse when he took her hardened bud in his teeth.
"Oo! Nat-... Na-aaatsu, don't think…" Minerva moaned. "Don't think this is enough!"
Kyoka perked up, her eyes widening with devilish delight. Reaching up, her carapaced fingers took Minerva's other breast and green light seeped into her boobflesh.
Minerva looked down with worry. "Kyoka, what- OH FUCK!"
Her neck bulged as her body lit up. Everything Natsu sucked or Kyoka touched set her nerves alight.
"Hiih!" She was crying from the pleasure. Now she wore the grimace of an impending orgasm, the knot in her stomach far bigger than it had any right to be. "Too much! Too much!" she shrieked.
Natsu released Minerva's nipple with a pop.
Kyoka smirked. "He-" A gurgling moan rose from her throat. "Master told you: stop making demands."
Natsu's hand, which had stayed on Minerva's violently stiffening buttocks, reached to hook her shoulder. On the way up, it brushed her tit. That was her limit.
"AAAH FUUUUUCK!"
Her whole body lurched against Natsu's, then again, as an earthquake of an orgasm exploded from her core and shook the rest of her. Her hands groped the air at her sides, looking for a brace to ride out the shockwave. Her mouth hung open, her voice reduced to a few throaty gasps. Her eyes remained rolled back; there was no way she could see.
Tongue hanging from her mouth, Minerva limply pitched sideways. Natsu caught her head with his hand and gently laid her beside Kyoka, away from the shards of sharp glass.
Still twitching, tears streaming from her half-lidded eyes, Minerva went motionless but for a few lingering mini-spasms.
Natsu had stopped moving. He wasn't sure what to think of that, but he knew who to ask. "What did you do to her?"
"My Curse," Kyoka smiled, gripping his shoulders and pulling herself into his lap. Her massive bust pressed against his chest, the large bird woman fully sheathing herself on his cock (at least, what she thought was "fully").
Her legs gripped his hips, the rippling muscles of his thighs massaging her buttocks. She closed her eyes and savored it. "I like this more, Master," she whispered. "You're truly the apex of all Etherious. Let me feel your awesome might. Wield me with your strength."
"My strength?"
Kyoka moaned as he gave a thrust.
"That's all you get, unless you tell me what you did to Minerva."
"Mmm, such curious compassion you have. Towards a mere half-demon, anyway."
Kyoka was silenced as Natsu seized her jaw, clamping her cheeks and puckering her lips into uselessness.
"Minerva's a member of this guild, same as you, same as anyone else who wants to join," Natsu said.
Kyoka shifted uncomfortably as she felt that enormous cock, that conqueror of her body, start to soften. Her pussy tightened around it but that only made it worse. It missed the mighty spear of E.N.D, greatest of Zeref's demons in more ways than one.
"Mashter?" Her brow furrowed, her trademark confidence shrinking alongside her lover's member.
"On top of that, it doesn't matter where she came from," Natsu continued. "She's still a demon, same as you and me, and if it weren't for her you'd have bled out and died."
Natsu told a lie, but Kyoka didn't need to know that if she couldn't remember.
"What do you think of humans, Kyoka?" Natsu asked, releasing her mouth. "Be honest."
"They are like insects," Kyoka said without hesitation. "Low, pathetic, and horribly numerous."
"In that case, you're out of the guild."
"WHAT?!"
Natsu lifted her off his cock and set her down, turning to attend to his fallen woman.
"Minerva?" He knelt beside her. "You okay?"
A wet moan sighed from Minerva's chest. "Uuuhn… Ah-hah."
Natsu glared at Kyoka. "For the last time, tell me what you did to her."
"Of course, Master," Kyoka said hurriedly, bowing. "My Enhancement Curse lets me amplify more than pain. I can multiply any sensation the body can feel: pain, itch, pleasure, hunger. I can even enhance a body's strength by removing the pain of overexertion. All I've done is enhance Minerva's sensitivity to pleasure by a hundredfold."
"Undo it!" Natsu barked. "Right now!"
His harshness startled her, but Kyoka complied. A wave of her hand cast a green crescent wave at Minerva, passing through her. Her mouth closed and her eyes returned to normal, though her breathing remained ragged.
She put a hand to her chest, looking more tired than anyone in the room had ever seen. "That was… Unpleasant."
Kyoka's mouth gaped at her. Impossible! She was under my Curse...
Natsu took her hand and loomed over her, his hands on either side of her twisted horns. "I'll make it better."
First he kissed her left nipple, then her right, then the bottom of her cleavage between her breasts. Minerva sighed in contentment, burned out from the sensation, and clasped Natsu's head when he kissed her collarbone. Next was her neck, then the underside of her jaw. Finally he took her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked on it, Minerva weakly opening her mouth so he could spiral his tongue around her own. Their lips touched and their eyes closed, Natsu leaning into the kiss as his hands slid beneath Minerva's body.
All of which Kyoka witnessed, somewhere between shocked and horrified. This… This was E.N.D. she was watching. The demon of legend, who took no prisoners and left naught but smoldering devastation in his wake, was handling Minerva like a delicate flower. He touched her like… like a human. Like a frail, fragile, hypersensitive human.
Shifting to Minerva's side, and never breaking their kiss, Natsu scooped her up bridal-style, her slender arms clutching his rippling triceps. Only now did he cease his affection, and regard Kyoka with a cold, pitiful stare.
"Think before you talk, Kyoka," Natsu said, cradling Minerva's head. She looked so tired, her breathing that of a slumbering soul. "Up until today, I was human. Humans beat the old Tartaros. Humans killed all the demons. This 'half-breed' right here-"
He nodded at the woman in his arms. "-teamed up with two other humans to take on Mard Geer. All I did was hold him down and finish him off."
Another small lie, though closer to the truth.
"So what does that make you?" Natsu asked. "You got your clock cleaned by a human. Mard Geer got his clock cleaned, too. Even before that, when you had Erza tied up in your torture chamber, you couldn't get her to break. Either humans are better than you want to admit, or you're so pathetic that you couldn't step on a bug. Whichever it is, you don't belong in my guild."
"No! Please!" Kyoka dropped to her knees and crawled, abasing herself and clinging to Natsu's foot. "I won't speak ill of humans again! I'll even protect them if it pleases you, Master!"
"Get off me!" Natsu said, kicking her away. She was left on her side, mournfully staring up at her master, the being she'd idolized. Natsu couldn't think of a better position. "You just don't get it! This ain't about humans, Kyoka, it's about you."
Minerva wearily looked up at him, her hand rising to stroke his cheek and turn her towards him. "Natsu…"
"I know, Minerva," he said, nudging some hair from her eye with his chin. "I'm here. You'll be all right. As for you, Kyoka? You need to come to an understanding. Until you do, you won't belong in the new Tartaros."
Natsu turned and prepared to walk away, when Kyoka's next statement gave him pause.
"Help me."
He smiled at that, though no one saw it, thus no one knew what manner of smile it was. Setting Minerva back down, hoping the healing liquid would bring her out of her state, Natsu strode over to Kyoka. Still reclined on her hip, her blue eyes followed his own as he squatted down in front of her.
"Help you what?" Natsu asked, hope alive in his chest.
"Help me understand, Master," Kyoka begged. "Help me see what you see."
"Okay," Natsu said with a nod. Offering her a hand, he helped her to stand. "Let's start somewhere familiar."
Kyoka nodded. She stood at attention, and thus didn't notice Natsu standing at attention, too. Her first clue came when he pulled her knee against his hip and shoved his cock back in her pussy, being careful not to give her all of it.
"H-... Huge!"
"Pay attention, Kyoka," Natsu grunted, hooking her other leg so they were back where they'd started. He jumped from the molding tube base to the floor. "Curse yourself. Crank up the cumming, but stay awake."
Kyoka obeyed, and within three slaps of her boobs against Natsu's chest, her grip on her power was lost along with her grip on Natsu. She fell back as she violently, screechingly came.
"Aaa-AAAH! OH, GOOOODS!" Her orgasm flung spurts of love juice from her lips, but… Natsu had pulled out. So her pussy was left pulsating around thin air, empty and crying out for cock.
"So," Natsu asked, setting her on the ground. "How's it compared to the first time?"
Kyoka gathered her wits and looked down at herself. Yes, she felt good, out of breath from every muscle in her body tightening, but something was missing. That something hovered over lady parts, thick and swollen.
"I must admit, it felt… Lesser. Unfulfilling, like a cheap imitation."
"Exactly," said Natsu, stroking his ego-boosting manhood. "That's what you did to Minerva, except you made it more intense. So imagine how much cheaper it felt."
Kyoka's eyes followed his hand as it travelled up and down his dick.
"Keep that feeling in your mind," Natsu instructed her. His tip dipped down and lined up with her folds. "For comparison, I mean."
"Again?" Kyoka said. "Master, I don't mean to offend, but my Curse has left me rather spent. Do you really think you can bring me to climax a third time?"
"Believe me," Natsu said, "Lucy taught me how to handle a girl."
"Lucy?" Kyoka asked, pondering. Her pondering came to a halt when Natsu hooked her legs and shoved the whole thing inside of her.
She grimaced with ecstasy. "Hiiiit's BIGGER?! HAH! MASTER END!"
As Natsu repeated his action, the higher part of his brain did some pondering of its own.
'Master End', huh? Still a mouthful, but kinda cool. Maybe my super famous Dark Guild name for everyone to talk about.
Plowing Kyoka a third time, Natsu decided this was taking too long and held her legs against him while he slammed her pussy like a hammer.
Kyoka's tongue hung from her mouth, the most erotic noises driven forth. "Huah, huah, huah, huah!" Seeing that was Natsu's invitation to kiss her. Kyoka wrapped herself around him, holding on while his demonic sceptre bejeweled her pussy with spatters of fluids. Her avian feet crossed behind his back while his tongue snaked and slithered around the inside of her mouth. Her eyes fluttered every time he bottomed out inside of her. Her breath flared; what was she thinking, nearly refusing him?
Kyoka pulled on his lip with her teeth, then gazed into his eyes. "You're, gulgh, wonderful, Master!"
"You, too, Kyoka!" Natsu pecked her mouth and kept pounding her into the floor. "You're so pretty! And so tough! You took Erza to her limit! But deep down, hrgh, I know you can do so much more!"
"I LIVE FOR YOU, MASTER!" Kyoka cried, curling into him. Natsu held her hips up with his hands to better get at her G-spot. The result was instant: her knees clamped harder around his ribs as fluids began to rain from her drooling snatch. "Aaaah, Master! YOU'RE SO STRONG!"
Hearing that made his strength of muscles increase tenfold, including his grip. He kissed the underside of her neck, her pale breasts flopping against his face.
"YES! Yes!" Kyoka shrieked. She snarled and snorted in the ecstasy that only Master E.N.D. could give her, especially the "filling" part. She pawed at his chest, her talons too blunt to scratch his pecs. "Squeeze me take me CRUSH ME!"
Natsu grit his teeth. "I'm the one getting crushed here! Kyoka, you're gonna make me cum!"
"YES! ME TOO! STUFF MY QUIM WITH YOUR CU-UUM! MASTERRR!"
"I WILL! AAARGH!"
Natsu was balls deep when they both thunderously came. Spit flew from Kyoka's grimace as Natsu filled her up. His lips dove into her own and his tongue ran along her teeth. Her eyes rolled back, the cum flooding her quim exactly what she'd been missing. Feeling it rush from his throbbing cock, around it, squeezing itself between her taught labia and his veiny shaft… She felt so full. Once again, her asshole twitched as it flowed around it, man and woman-fluids tormenting it.
As her climax subsided, the first thoughts to re-enter her head were perverse. I wonder… Would he take me that way, too?
Natsu sighed but didn't break the kiss. His hands slid along her body. Up her sides. Around her shoulders. Across her nipples. Down her stomach. Back up to grope her bosom. Then her cheeks, framing her face with his hands.
"How was that?" he asked softly.
"Better. Fulfilling," Kyoka admitted. She held a talon to his hand and nuzzled her cheek into his palm, closing her eyes and moaning. He's so warm.
"Tell you a secret?" Natsu said, a sly grin tweaking his mouth. Kyoka nodded, and he touched his forehead to hers. She had a few faded tufts below her hairline; they felt like would-be feathers. "I learned how to do all that stuff from a human, Lucy."
Kyoka's eyes shot wide as Natsu went in for the kill. "So a human could make you feel like that, too."
"Impossible!" Kyoka gasped.
"It's true," Natsu said with a shrug. Sliding an arm under her back, he sat back on his heels while seating Kyoka in his lap. "All I'm saying is give 'em a chance. They might surprise you."
Kyoka nodded. "Very well. I shall."
This earned her another peck on the lips. Kyoka wanted another, this one a passionate tongue-lock. Standing up, he gently turned Kyoka's head into his shoulder as he leapt back onto the molding tube, one eye open. Minerva was stretching, swishing around in the glowing blue liquid.
"You know," Minerva said as Natsu helped her up one-handed, "it's almost a shame we have to do guild things eventually."
Kyoka's lips popped free of Natsu's. She smiled at him, then Minerva, as Minerva resumed her perverse seat, hindquarters in Natsu's hand and legs around their sexy bodies.
"Eventually," Natsu said, giving her a kiss, too. Just as he was about to ask for directions to the nearest bed, even the hay mattress he'd seen in the Tartaros jail, the prototype molding tube started beeping.
"Seilah!" Kyoka shifted in Natsu's embrace but remained impaled on his still-hard cock (she wasn't aroused, but having it inside of her felt so nice).
"I want her," Minerva said, smirking at Natsu, "so get in line."
"Maybe I will, right in front of you," Natsu shot back, "'cause I want her, too."
Kyoka leaned back, her expression neutral save for the tiniest hint of worry.
"It won't matter what you want, Master," Kyoka warned. "Tread lightly."
"Well then," Minerva chuckled, "I suppose she's all mine, then. And yours, Kyoka. My harem girls are free to play with each other."
Kyoka shook her head. "You misunderstand. The question is if Seilah will even listen."