Review Responses:

To Kriim-Sauce786: Who said Tartaros would go legit? Rather, who said Fiore or the Magic Council would let them go legit?

To Natsu Is Awesome: What inspired my Cana revelation? Looking back, a line about her and Gray being together for years, before Lucy joined the guild. You framed pre-story events as adhering to official canon, which includes Cana's line about not dating Fairy Tail men. At a glance, the two would appear to contradict each other, but I didn't see it that way. So, I decided to borrow your characterization of her, combine it with a minor character moment we see from Gildarts, and put it in my story.

As for how I write Minerva, the key to writing any character is to figure out what they ultimately want. Not their goals, but the want those goals would satiate.

For Minerva, my take on her original character is wanting, as the GMG labelled her, to be "Queen of the Tigers": unquestionably powerful, but by mundane means, not magical. During the Naval Battle, she stayed out of the way and let Juvia and Lucy take everyone else out, before springing an ambush to win the event. When she toyed with Lucy, she was reacting to Lucy's defiance, not merely torturing her. If it was about strength, why didn't she just teleport everyone outside the sphere and win at the start, thus displaying her magic power?

When Sting beats Jiemma, she takes Lector hostage so she can control the new guild master, thereby controlling Sabertooth, thereby flaunting her power over both men. Even when defeated in the final game, she still holds control over Sting, which is why she breaks down and cries over his loss, not her own.

That "control above strength" you can see within this fic, like retroactively framing Natsu's surprise kisses as "I let you do that," or coaxing him into punishing Kyoka, rather than doing it herself. You'll see it again in this chapter. I think that's why my portrayal resonates with you, but I digress. If you want to write any character better, scrutinize their decisions and find the common desire. To quote an OC of mine, "To understand something is to master, manipulate, or defeat it as you please."

Content warning:

For those who have read into Seilah and Kyoka's canon relationship, I imagine things will be as you'd expect. For the rest of you, the following chapter contains "forced seduction", as I believe it's called. Whether that counts as "non-con" or not, I am erring on the side of caution here.

The Non-Believer

Kyoka, despite her visible disappointment, lifted herself off of her guild master's cock and put her talons to the stone.

She dipped to one knee. "Please forgive me, Master, but Seilah will likely be ignorant, just as I was."

Natsu's free hand waved her off while the other teased the bottom of Minerva's slit. "It's fine. Though, sooner or later I'm gonna need to take a break and get some food in me."

"I didn't mean… There is no food here, Master."

Natsu's brow reflected her confusion. "Then what're we supposed to eat?"

Suddenly, Seilah's eyes shot open. "Human!"

Minerva, despite her nudity and endless state of arousal, was quicker on the draw. Her magic flared. Before Seilah could shatter the last molding tube, the horned demon was dropped to the floor in front of it, a shimmering Territory sphere shrinking above her.

Seilah's eyes darted from Kyoka's naked breasts to the broken glass strewn around the chamber. Nearby, the shimmering shards rose from the floor and angled themselves at Natsu and Minerva.

"Stop this, Seilah," Kyoka said, calmly approaching her.

"He holds our guild mate," Seilah replied. "The reparations for doing so, I'll cut from his spine."

Minerva smiled and shook her head. "I wouldn't try it, Seilah."

The glass knives flashed, zooming into the centerpoint that was Natsu's neck. Just as Natsu was having the thought of ducking them, another murky Territory sphere popped to life around him. The shards disappeared into it, and never reemerged on the inside. Minerva unclenched her hand and lazily snaked around Natsu's shoulder.

Seilah's expression grew dull, bored. "I forgot: you turned on us, Minerva. I was hoping to be surprised by your character."

The naked tigress nodded. "True, I turned on the guild," she admitted, "then I turned back, once the power struggle ended."

Seilah blinked. "Elaborate."

"There is a new master of the guild, Seilah," said Kyoka, only now intervening. Standing shoulder to shoulder with Seilah, she swept a hand at the naked Natsu and his semi-flaccid phallus. "Pay homage to Zeref's ultimate demon, E.N.D."

Seilah's gaze wandered Natsu's form, pausing briefly on his scaly arms and forehead. To Natsu's delight, her eyes also darted to his crotch, just for an instant, and the thought of what he could do to those soft, gentle curves rapidly got him hard again. Seilah observed the rest of his body categorically; before she was done, she took another glance at his fully-powered boner.

Seilah said nothing for a moment, then glanced at her green-haired guild mate. "You can't be serious."

"I am quite serious," Kyoka said. "Please, for your own sake, do not doubt him. I have already made that mistake, and suffocated for it."

"Suffocated?" Seilah's eyes looked at Natsu's bulging tip and narrowed.

"No no, please," Minerva said, running her tongue along Natsu's rippling deltoid. "Doubt him. Question him. I could've sworn loyalty to a mere human." Her eyes wandered down to Natsu's groin. "In fact, he just finished seducing me."

"Seilah, please," Kyoka said. Worry peppered her tone.

Seilah accepted all of this with her usual serenity, merely nodding at these new reveals. "Face didn't activate. Therefore, Master E.N.D. cannot be awake. Therefore…"

She aimed her golden horns at Natsu. "You cannot be him. The structure of your story isn't logical."

Kyoka stepped out in front of her. "Are you calling me a liar, Seilah?"

"I am calling you mistaken, Kyoka. I shall help you see."

"No, I'll help you see," said Natsu. He gave Minerva one last finger-bang (which she loved) before setting her down. Like before, Minerva teleported away, and Kyoka slid a good dozen feet behind Seilah.

"Now watch this," said Natsu. Blue flame burst into being around him, obscuring his form and leaving him nothing but a silhouette in a firestorm.

Kyoka tripped and fell over her own feet. Her avian hand reflexively shielded her face, though she felt nothing. The mere memory of the heat frightened her.

Standing atop a broken tube, Minerva's eyes darted from Natsu to Seilah, widening with excitement. He hadn't needed her order this time. Natsu was learning fast; if all went well, he'd recruit both Demon Gates into her harem.

A little perplexing, though, was Seilah. She weathered the display, arms folded beneath her bust, her deadpan expression unmoved by the awesome power.

Minerva cocked her head, a smile on her brown lips. "She has no idea," she whispered to herself, shaking her head. "Show her, Natsu, then fuck her."

Minerva's finger drifted to her naked slit, her knees parting as she toyed with her folds. "Fuck her, then Kyoka, then both of them together." She moaned, feeling Natsu's fire growing hotter. "Nnnh, all that cleavage sliding together... Oooh, it'll be so sexy."

Natsu's unseen hands made a series of gestures. As before, green vines shot from the floors, wall, and ceiling to lasso Seilah's feminine body. Even now, she didn't react as the thorns tightened around her stomach and ankles.

Suddenly the vines stopped. The fire went out. Natsu's whole body stood still, frozen like a living sculpture of himself. His muscles tensed and his limbs shook, but the invisible chains held him firm.

Seilah blinked and looked over her shoulder, meeting the gaze of her fellow Demon Gate.

"Now," she said disinterestedly, "tell me how you suffocated Kyoka."

"Grh…" Natsu's teeth clenched but his lips moved regardless. "I made her choke herself with my hand."

"Choke herself?" Seilah repeated.

"Seilah," Kyoka said, pleading with her eyes as she shook her head, "don't."

"Show me."

Like a cat's paw, Natsu's fingers splayed out. His hands began to rise, his arms vibrating with the futile strain of resistance.

Natsu bared his teeth. He had never fought a battle he couldn't rise to meet. Every opponent he'd faced, he'd met head-on. Either he smashed them to bits, or he bounced off like rocks off a mountain. That was his style. That's who he was. When Sting and Rogue threw some kind of death spiral at him, all it took to beat it was a shield named Mard Geer. When Gildarts had tested him during his S-Class trial, Natsu had hurled himself at Fairy Tail's ace again and again, before realizing the old man wouldn't budge.

This, though?

This wasn't a clash. This wasn't a battle. He wasn't supposed to fight; he wasn't even allowed to. This was like being flung into the ocean, with cannonballs chained to his limbs, where all he could do was drown. Soon, he would start to.

Still gritting his teeth, he had to think. His hands were at his collarbone, inches away from his throat.

"Ssseilah… You bitch," he hissed.

Seilah blinked. "A common insult, used by common dregs against women they can't control."

Except, now he knew he could talk. She didn't order him not to talk, only to put out his Nova flames and stop with the vines. Which meant…

"FirDragoROAR!"

A spell circle bloomed at his mouth and orange flames shot forth. Kyoka leapt to the ceiling and a mirage of dark blue sucked up the flames near Minerva. Natsu knew they'd be fine; it was just a matter of-

Still being under orders to choke himself.

What's worse, as his hands closed around his neck, the dying flames revealed a wide wall of stone, quickly melting to slag, behind which stood Seilah. The base of the wall was like peeled leather, curling up from the floor to buffer the flames. It wouldn't have held long, but it didn't need to. Worse, it seemed Seilah could multitask while using her Curse, because his hands were still hell-bent on crushing his windpipe.

"Desperation," Seilah said, her expression still unchanged. "Often a prelude to tragedy. Unfortunately, unlike your human stories, stories of demons never end happily."

Minerva chose that moment to leap in the air and float down, using her Territory magic like two tiny balloons around her hands.

"I agree, Seilah," she said, nodding at the demon's feet. "That's why you should look down and see the 'tragedy' forming under your okumi."

Seilah was unfazed, even after she pulled her okumi aside (showing that no, the carpet wouldn't match the drapes unless Seilah shaved her head) and found a small, simmering Territory sphere spinning between her shins. Unlike the calm, oceanic blue of the spheres enveloping Minerva's hands, this one was like a miniature vortex, dull purple light swirling into a centerpoint within itself. The surface rumbled with dissonant waves, vibrating and twitching with barely-controlled potential.

"And before you order me to, no, I can't dispel it," Minerva said, smirking. "Not without setting it off, anyway. You also shouldn't run; that thing will just follow you. No, I can't tell it not to."

"Ehk… Min…"

Minerva backed up and ran a hand under Natsu's chin. "Shhh. I'll handle her, Natsu."

She backed up a little more, and if he wasn't being choked, his cock would be rock-hard against her amazingly spherical ass-cheeks. "For now," she added quietly.

"You wish me to believe we're at a stalemate?" Seilah shook her head and let her okumi down. "Tell me the truth."

"The truth is it doesn't matter what you believe, Seilah," said Minerva, smiling as she found the loophole in Seilah's command. "Natsu's mine. That means his breath, his muscles, his gi-gantic... What would you call it, 'phallus'?"

Now Seilah's expression changed, to reflect how she felt at her intelligence being passive-aggressively insulted.

"Everything he is, belongs to me," Minerva said. "That means his life, too. It's hard to get him hard and ride him like a stallion if he's dead. You take him, I'll take you as collateral. Though, I doubt any toy you and Kyoka have in your more private dungeon-"

Seilah's expression changed again. Minerva probably loved it, but that didn't change the fact that Natsu was still without air.

"Oh yes," Minerva smirked, "I know all about that room. Nothing you have would satisfy me quite like Natsu does. You'll either turn him loose or ask for my permission to kill him."

"Your compliance is not required," Seilah said.

"Then why is he still choking? Are you getting off to this Seilah?"

"No."

"Thinking about those good, strong hands making you wet?"

"I have no need for a filthy human to pleasure myself."

Natsu still had need for air, though. He was ready to pass out.

"Cease pressing the subject," Seilah said.

"And let you think of a way out?" Minerva replied, an edge to her smooth voice. "Never. That tragedy's about to unfold, literally, in your face. And I don't mean Natsu's hot wad."

Natsu toppled over. The last vestiges of his conscious mind were fading, the strange power keeping him awake about to burn out. Though it was sideways, he still saw the legs approaching Seilah from behind.

"Seilah," Kyoka said, laying a hand on the demoness's shoulder, "please. For me."

Natsu was out… Then not, as his hands fell away and he nearly dry-heaved from how hard his lungs clawed for air.

"Why?" Seilah asked, her eyes screwing shut, as if the concept alone was causing her pain. "Why do you shield him, Kyoka? How is this the mighty E.N.D. we were promised?"

"It's not about him, Seilah." Kyoka's silver hands crossed about Seilah's midriff. Kyoka's chin rested on Seilah's shoulder, broadcasting their pity at the so-called "master" of Seilah's guild. "It's about you. Understand, we are all that is left. None of the others, neither Keyes, Tempester, Jackal, Silver, nor even Master Mard Geer survived. I've lost enough of my precious guild mates this day."

"So you would have let me kill him?"

Kyoka looked Natsu dead in the eyes, which were finally back in focus despite his hacking and coughing, and said, "Yes."

Before Natsu could summon the air to shout a reply, and before Minerva could call what she hoped was a bluff, Kyoka drew Seilah around and began to walk her away. "Unfortunately, we need him to rebuild our guild hall. Any labor benefits from more hands."

Seilah glanced away as the two faded into the underground darkness. "I had not considered that."

Kyoka's whisper cut through the dark like a knife. "And that, Seilah, is why you remember your loyalty to me."

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Natsu sighed in contentment, his hands squeezing and sliding all over Minerva's melons. The horned woman was on her knees, dropped there by Natsu once the Demon Gates were out of earshot. A streak of aggression had fueled his push, one that not even Minerva could resist. Now she sat still, hands folded in her lap, while Natsu jacked himself off with her big funbuns.

"I belong to you?" Natsu growled, swiveling his hips in time with his hands. "Little more to it than that."

"Aaah... Maybe," Minerva cooed, "but she didn't need to know that. Besides, after seeing you resist, I thought making you mad might let you break the Curse."

"I'll find a way to break it. Hrmh, don't you worry," Natsu grunted. "Holy shit, these tits are fantastic."

Minerva's hands went behind her head, thrusting her bust out further. "Look at them. Such a magnificent cock, but only the top makes it out of my cleavage."

"Any bigger and I might get lost in there." Natsu's head lolled back to gaze at the ceiling. "Fuuuuck…"

Minerva stuck her tongue out and gave the bulbous head a lick. A drop of salty surprise hitched a ride on her tongue, a little treat for her to swallow.

"Mmm, I love how you taste," she purred, her hands sliding down her stomach and in between her legs. "Oh yeah. Fuck my big tits like that. Grease them with that big fucking schlong."

"You're gonna kill me," Natsu grunted. "If this is what it's like being here, my dick's gonna burn out by the end of the week."

"Is that right?" Minerva asked coyly. "I thought you'd be enough to handle my tastes, Natsu. Buuut…"

Natsu's eyes blazed. "Minerva…"

"If you can't manage…"

"Don't you say it."

"I could always…"

"Don't say it!"

"Bring in another man."

"FUCK you!" Natsu shouted, knocking Minerva back with a pelvic thrust. Laughing, Minerva gripped her knockers as she lay on the floor, spread wide and waiting for Natsu to pounce. The arc of his jump laid his cock right inside her cleavage, her ribs pinned between his knees.

"Fuck me?" Minerva smiled seductively. "Yes please."

Natsu's hands smacked down on either side of her head. He began to thrust his hips, sliding his meat in and out of her fluffy bust and driving himself wild. Minerva kissed the tip with every slap of thighs against tits, chuckling the whole while. Watching Natsu's womb-wrecker burst from between her tits, before sliding back into their hiding place, was getting her so wet she wished Natsu would take over and let her finger herself.

And yet, this was better. He could barely control himself, humping her underboob like some feral animal. His head hung limp so she could see the strain of pleasure on his face. His mouth was open, panting with lust as he gave himself to her.

"Fuck. These! Tits! Gods! Yeah!" he grunted with each thrust.

"One syllable?" Minerva said. "Let's see if I can get you to no words at all before you paint me with your cum."

"Not! A! CHANCE!"

Minerva quickly caught his cockhead in her lips.

"AARGH!"

He came, flooding her mouth with spunk. Her lips came off with a pop and his cum-cannon blasted her in the face with shot after shot. Watching it pulsate was so fucking hot; too bad she could barely see from how much cum was in her face. Even after he came so many times that day, even after that bucket's worth of ejaculate he'd given her the first time she'd blown him, Natsu could still blind her by volume. Impressive.

His orgasm subsided quickly, though no one would know that from its output. Gulping down her mouthful of salty dick daiquiri, Minerva finally released that breath she'd been holding, lest Natsu drown her. Wiping the goo from her eyes, and licking it off her fingers, Minerva was doubly rewarded by the visage of Natsu, propped up above her, out of breath and red-faced from his orgasm. Beads of sweat dripped off his nose and onto her left horn, a final sign of a job well-done. He may not have liked to admit it, but she truly did own him, even when he tried to take her.

"Be honest," Minerva said, now swiping up the cum from her cheek, "have you ever even met a woman like me?"

"Wouldn't know, hah..." Natsu panted. He slumped to his side, his cock springing free of her bouncy breasts. "Only had one… before today."

"Lucy?" Minerva asked, swirling her tongue around her dark lips. "Please. The only thing she has over me is her cup size. Even then…"

She prodded her boobs, propping them up before letting the flop to the sides again. "That's not going to last."

"Maybe we should bring her in," Natsu grinned. "Then you could compare. I could compare."

"There's no comparison," Minerva assured him. "I'm bigger and better than her, in all the ways that matter."

"Except your tits?"

"Give it time."

"That's not all you want me to give, is it?"

"You're not wrong," Minerva said, shaking her head. "But, not just yet."

Natsu rolled to his knees. "If you're not up, maybe-"

Minerva's claw snatched up his arm. "Don't you dare. Anything worth giving is worth giving to me first."

Natsu looked like he was about to retort, but his playful smirk faded.

"No, you're right," he admitted, sitting back on his heels. "Seilah might try something again. I wouldn't be surprised if she made a play for my spot as Guild Master."

"I wouldn't worry about Seilah," Minerva assured him, sitting up and stroking his bicep. Gods, he was so sexy now, but he didn't need to hear that. "When I was trying to make her horny, she told me to stop but didn't use her Macro Curse. I think she might've liked what she heard, at least more than she admitted."

"You think so?"

She shrugged. "It's the only reason I can think of, once I admitted I was distracting her."

"Can't command someone to do something if she doesn't know what to tell 'em, eh?"

"My my, you learn quickly," she said, toppling into him. He was steady as a rock while her naked breasts plopped against his shoulder, slid down his pecs, and landed in his crotch. Stretching out like a cat, Minerva rolled against him, giving him another rub-down.

"I'll ask Kyoka about it," Natsu said, laying a hand in Minerva's hair. He laid another one on her peach-shaped ass, bouncing her cheek against his palm. "Glad she's on our side."

"You're welcome," Minerva said smugly.

"Hey, watch that mouth or it'll be choking on me again today."

With a chuckle, Minerva stretched again, raised her hands, then began climbing Natsu's body like a cat. Her claws dug lightly into his skin, and even his steel-like hide had a little give from the sharp tips. She stopped when her olive complexion was face-to-face with Natsu, her big chocolate lips inches away from his colorless ones.

"And you think," she murmured, "that I don't love it~?"

Natsu surprised her by kissing her. Not deeply, but a peck on the lips was more than she'd expected.

"It hurts me more than it hurts you," he replied. "I like getting you off, Minerva. It's kinda weird: part of me is saying to punish you again, but another part is saying to make you… Uh…"

"Cum?"

"Happy."

Minerva's eyes widened, and she chuckled nervously. That chuckle became a laugh, and before she could help herself, she'd wrapped her arms around Natsu's head, kissing him for real. She pressed her chest to him and he started to lean back. As he grew closer and closer to horizontal, her hands found the floor and crawled alongside his body, leaning her further into the kiss. He didn't seem to mind that she'd just blown him, but there was no need to bring that up. She gripped his triceps, moaning as he ran his warm, calloused hands down her hips.

As she sighed into the kiss, her tongue running along his teeth, Minerva wondered just where, oh where, their new pet songbird had gone. Kyoka was missing out.

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"You see?" Kyoka said. By a gentle push of her hand, the wooden door swung open. Its lock and handle lay on the stone, surrounded by chips and splinters of wood.

The cool air of the wine cellar gave goosebumps to her naked flesh. Kyoka entered first, surrounded by rack upon rack of wine bottles. They formed a wall that reached the ceiling and a corridor wide enough for two. It went forward about ten feet before the wine wall veered right, a flickering light waiting around the corner. Seilah followed Kyoka, bumping into her back when Kyoka stopped at the light.

"Everything is still here," Kyoka said, gesturing in front of herself. There wasn't much in this square-shaped grotto. A king-sized bed of straw had a blanket over it, the corners weighed down by large barrels. The light came from a lacrima crystal overhead, still glowing despite the battle and near-activation of Face.

"Kyoka," Seilah said, kneeling on the straw, "we really must be moving along. There's so much to do, so much progress to make-"

"And we'll make it," Kyoka said, smirking, "once we've celebrated."

Tucked behind one of the barrels was a small wooden chest. The wood was far darker than that of the barrel and the keyhole was a tall isosceles triangle. It would be odd to anyone but Kyoka, who squatted down, stuck her talon in the hole, and turned. The lock popped open with a click and the chest gently creaked open.

"Celebrating what?" Seilah asked, her eyes fixed on the curve of Kyoka's humongous glutes.

Kyoka smiled, her face hidden from her partner. "Life, power, and a new beginning for Tartaros."

"A new beginning? We haven't reached the conclusion yet."

Seilah didn't see the spark of green dance across Kyoka's stomach.

"But we have," Kyoka said, turning to join Seilah on the straw. "I nearly gave my life for the old Tartaros, for the misguided vision of Master Mard Geer. Now…"

Her metal fingers flicked her engorged nipples, tipped on her huge breasts. They were so round and heavy, the perfect size for a thick-bodied bird woman like Kyoka. One hand began to fondle herself, kneading her breast in a circle, while the other slid down her hip. Kyoka's eyes fluttered shut as she shifted herself to sit on her fingers, her asshole only used for pleasure. The danger of her sharp talons shot thrills through her body.

"Now…" Kyoka said, her breathing heavy, her heart beating faster, her hips writhing atop her fingers. Seilah was watching all of this, hearing the sounds Kyoka made while she put on this shameless display.

"Now, it… Oh…" Kyoka moaned and released her breast, her body so close to orgasm that she almost went off the edge. She used just the right amount of Enhancement to speed things up, but she was done teasing herself; now the real fun began.

Scooting over, she stroked Seilah's shoulder, her talons receding into her fingers like a cat's claws. Seilah shuddered as the sharp metal became smooth, rounded fingertips.

"Now…" Kyoka licked her lips. "It's time to indulge."

One hand trailed up Seilah's stomach to cup one of her breasts. The rounded fingers slipped under Seilah's triangular underskirt to rub her nipple. Kyoka licked Seilah's neck, a larger green spark flickering from her tongue, while her other hand slipped between her own legs.

"Kyoka…" Seilah's breathing got heavier. Her pulse quickened against Kyoka's lips. "What are…"

Kyoka chuckled. The implement she kept stored would soon come out to play. In the meantime, her fingers continued to stroke, both Seilah and herself. Of all her toys, the best one needed… preparation.

"I'm going to violate you," Kyoka whispered, flipping Seilah's okumi over her thigh. "Many times."

"Kyoka, wait..." Seilah grabbed Kyoka's wrists, pulling at them.

Kyoka ignored her and rolled them down to the sheet, her enormous breasts pressing into Seilah's back. Straddling Seilah's struggling body, Kyoka's forefingers extended into blunt metal tentacles. One went into the chest, while the other three went… elsewhere.

"Wait, Kyokaaa!" Seilah's back arched as two probing tendrils twisted into her snatch. The third snuck in the back, swirling around and spiraling deep into her ass. By Kyoka's curse and foreplay display, Seilah was already wound up.

Kyoka grabbed Seilah's hair and pushed her face into the sheet. "I wait for nothing. Now, be a good slave and lie still while I make you cum."

Kyoka's tendrils continued to delve, writhing inside of Seilah's tight channels. Seilah's wide word bank was bust; the pleasure was too intense. Kyoka knew her too well, for Seilah soon came.

"Ah… No… NoooO-!" Seilah's wail was cut as her hips spasmed. Her ass and pussy clenched around Kyoka's long fingers, slurping and pulsating as they reluctantly released them.

"Hm hm, oh yes," Kyoka chuckled, her final tendril retracting with the object she'd been looking for. Running her hand down Seilah's back, the bottom demon panting and purring in post-orgasmic stupor, Kyoka pushed herself upright. In her hand was a black, U-shaped thing, rubbery but firm, about thirteen inches long. In the middle, around the vertex, was a ring of limp rubbery tendrils like a sea anemone. Both ends of the object were shaped like a cock, though this was no ordinary double-sided dildo.

Placing it between Seilah's ass cheeks, Kyoka moaned as she slid the dildo across Seilah's skin and into her own dripping snatch. This was nowhere as big as Master's bull cock, but it gave Kyoka something no man ever could.

"I've longed to be inside you again," said Kyoka, moaning as her toy went deeper and deeper. "Once could never be enough. A shame we had a battle to lose."

When the dildo reached its base, and the flower-like ring touched the folds of Kyoka's pussy, the tendrils flattened against Kyoka's skin. It swelled inside of her and started sucking, hungrily slurping her pussy liquids.

"Ah yes, how I've missed this!" Kyoka cried, grinding her crotch against Seilah's ass. She was close to cumming, her inner walls tightening around this fake cock, its feelers fastening to her groin, and then…

Linkage.

"Ooooh yeeees," Kyoka moaned. She gently came around her pulsating toy and felt… everything: the valley of Seilah's ass, the hardness of her hand on top, and soon the warm tightness of Seilah's pussy. "Now then…"

Kyoka's new tip slid down and found what it was looking for. Seilah had recovered enough to rise up on her elbows. "No, stop, Kyoka!"

Kyoka yanked Seilah's hair and her head jolted back. "Not until you cum."

With that, Kyoka thrust her fake length inside Seilah, all the way to the base.

"Huuuulgh!" Seilah's guttural moan betrayed her lust. Her mind was lost, and Kyoka had barely moved. Both women knew how much of a slut Seilah was.

Kyoka wriggled her hips back and forth, tiny fast movements rocking her artificial dick inside of Seilah. Her pussy was warm and wet, and tight around the toy that fucked her.

Seilah's tongue hung out as her spine arched back, pulled harder and harder by her hair. "Ah, ah, ah! Kyo-! Ah! HAH!"

Her boobs flopped free as she convulsed again, jiggling and bouncing with each spasm. No one could make her cum this hard, no one except her mistress.

"Good girl," Kyoka whispered, cupping Seilah's chin and licking her neck. "But we're not finished. Now…"

Kyoka threw Seilah down and forced her hips in the air. The Chill Moon Goddess was face-down again, only this time her cheek was pressed to the bedspread and her hands crumpled the sheet.

"Take all of it, and like it!"

"Ooo-ooh! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Kyoka started smashing her ass, plowing her pussy. Her fingers sank into Seilah's peach shaped ass and slammed it against herself, harder and harder.

"Kyo… Ka… Stop… Een-"

Smack!

"AH!"

"Don't you lie to me! I'll decide how much is enough!" Kyoka kept pounding away. "Besides…"

She bent over Seilah's ass, her heavy breasts resting on Seilah's back. "'Stop' isn't the word, remember?"

Seilah's eyes rolled back and a dazed smile was on her face. Her pussy was pulling at Kyoka's cock, suctioning the ring around her groin. Kyoka was losing focus herself. Her magic dildo let her feel Seilah as a man would, all the while stirring up her clit and cunt. It was the best of both worlds, and it drove her wild. Her thrusts grew crazier and less controlled, nearly lifting Seilah's knees off the ground, again and again.

Between deep breaths and heated moans, Kyoka forced out, "Now... It's time… for you... to cum…"

And cum she did. Seilah's body stiffened and convulsed, curling back against Kyoka. Every mind-shattering wave sent Seilah back farther. The spasms were so intense it caused her body to lift into the air, her chest rising off the floor while her hips remained anchored by Kyoka's hands and dildo.

Kyoka boosted her strength and carried on pounding her, Seilah still defying gravity as she fell back against Kyoka, her boobs flopping wildly as her eyes rolled back in her head. Kyoka's nipples were hard as bullets, poking Seilah's back and turning them on harder.

"Oh, yes!" Kyoka cried. "This is it, Seilah!"

Kyoka's orgasm joined Seilah's. The bird woman toppled back as her pussy and dildo shot lightning through her body, her hips spasming into Seilah's snatch, which carried on convulsing. Kyoka latched on to Seilah's neck and sucked hard. Seilah sucked harder, her pussy nearly pulling the dildo out of Seilah. The ring tendrils stretched as they tried to stay attached, fighting against the hunger of Seilah's climax. Their pussies pulsated together in a massive tug-of-war.

Kyoka was out of breath even as Seilah continued twitching, Kyoka's thick nipples provoking more tiny quakes. Seilah herself was out of it, exhausted and practically unconscious from how hard Kyoka had rocked her. The phallic end of the dildo sprung free of Seilah, stroking her G-spot and prompting a few more pulses from inside.

Seilah slid off of Kyoka, limp and spent, while Kyoka's eyes came back into focus. Above her, about six inches from the ceiling, Minerva's head poked out upside-down from a Territory sphere. A hand that wasn't her own covered her mouth, and her hair swayed rhythmically by some unseen force. Her eyes looked sharp as ever, though the blush on her olive complexion was growing.

Kyoka had enough good sense to point to the toy lodged in herself, Seilah's vaginal juices disappearing along its black, rubbery surface. That was the last thing she thought of before, exhausted, she gently pulled the dildo out of herself and rolled over to spoon Seilah. Her legs laced Seilah's knee as she pulled herself close, burying Seilah's arm in her naked cleavage.

Nodding, Minerva retreated into the Territory spell and it closed. On the other side, bent over a fallen slab of rock from the roof, Minerva's body rocked in time with Natsu's, her moans muffled by his hand.

Minerva reached up and pulled Natsu's hand down, guiding it to her swinging melons. "Sei-ei-lah's into cock," Minerva stammered. "Fuck, I love this thing in my pussy."

"Good… to know," Natsu grunted, before drawing back and freight-training Minerva's fanny. Minerva cried out but didn't cum, so Natsu did it again, and again, and on the fourth collision with Minerva's caboose, that did it.

"Fuuuuck!" Minerva's juices squelched around Natsu's dick and her ass cheeks squeezed his cock as it withdrew.

"Ah… Whew…" Natsu wiped the sweat from his brow and flicked it off his fingers. It felt great, but he couldn't keep it up forever, not to mention all the power he'd already used that day. Whatever demon power kept his body hard had a limit, and he wasn't ready to find out what it was. Not to mention, while his massive balls held way more spunk than they should, sooner or later he'd need to replenish. That meant grub, which meant cooking, and he was pretty sure the kitchen had been leveled along with the rest of Tartaros HQ.

"Okay," Natsu panted, taking Minerva's hand and pulling her upright. He dipped down to motorboat her boobs for a second, and gave one of her nipples a hard suck, before Minerva tipped his chin up, out of her cleavage.

"We'll have plenty of time to play with my body," she said, "once I'm back to my former glory."

The memory of Minerva's look at the Grand Magic Games flashed through Natsu's mind: bigger tits, thicker thighs, and a furry tube top that was practically made to be yanked down. Suddenly, his man-cannon found some extra ammo.

"I'm fired up now!" he said, following the trail of sweat, cum, and poon juice on the floor to where they'd started. The prototype molding tube stood before them, its contents still glowing as the control panel awaited an input.

"So," Natsu said, rubbing his palms together, "how do we work this thing?"

Author's disclaimer:

Before anyone gets all uppity on Seilah's Curse overpowering Natsu, hear me out.

My research into Seilah's Macro couldn't locate any exceptions besides Mirajane. Even then, I couldn't find what made Mirajane immune. Was Seilah's ability limited by the Satan Soul magic, or was Seilah herself the exception to a "no effect on Etherious'' rule? In the end, given that not all demons are Etherious (i.e. the ones on Galuna Island), therefore Mirajane's "Demon Factor" need not be the same as Seilah's, I deduced that it was Mirajane's magic specifically, not the presence of Etherious Demon Particles, that gave Mira immunity.

Therefore, I believe that Seilah's Macro Curse would work on any other Etherious, including E.N.D. Given that Macro can force a body to perform beyond its limitations, Zeref could've wanted it to give his demons a second wind.

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