AN: Welp, it finally happened. The horny can't be contained no more.

HORNI Eggplant Enjoying A Simple Life (Campione - Calm Eggplant AU - Mash SI Chapter 1)

The ride to the airport had an atmosphere that seemed to stifle any attempt at conversation. There was just this feel of resistance to either me or Yuri Mariya saying anything.

Looking at the driver, his eyes were strictly on the road. Looking to the side Yuri was sitting straight, arms straight, closed hands resting on her knees. The only thing that made this situation not look like Yuri was a kidnapped victim, or some sacrifice to a cruel god, was the small occasional smile on her lightly flushed face. She looked like a young shy girl in an arranged marriage about to meet her future husband, but not wholly against it. Just nervously excited about it.

Except said husband in this analogy would be me.

"Um," I broke the silence, and it felt like I was physically fighting the resistance to just keep quiet and let the silence continue. "Mariya-san-"

"Y-Yuri!" Yuri cried out through her shyness with all the adorable courage she had. Her face was getting redder as she spoke. "P-Please call me 'Yuri', Lady Mash. After all, you, I..." Yuri couldn't face me anymore, as she looked to the side. She wasn't scared, but overcome with emotions at what she was remembering. "After what...happened and what you said..." Her voice got quieter, as she occasionally looked at me, before looking away blushing even more.

"Y-Yeah. Right. Of course." I looked out the window, trying to contain how hot my own face felt.

Damn that Zeus! That asshole really fuck with my life, didn't he? I don't know what happened, but somehow Authority I 'usurped' was the one he intended to give me, and that's why I got it extra charged. At least that's the explanation the HCC people gave me.

It was a passive Authority that was technically always on, but the first time it manifested, well...

I glanced at Yuri once more, and tried not to remember.

Our eyes met. I failed.

Matthew Kyrielight woke up groaning, feeling her body sore and hot. It was like she had a fever running high, yet she felt energetic. Too hyped up, with so much power running through her.

It felt like being in her Demi-Servant mode, running at 200%. Only this was her new baseline, and now she was trying to adjust to it. It felt like night and day between her current body and her old one. Like an old ache she never realized was gone, or some place in her back that ached but she got used to was popped, and the sudden rush of relief and new wave of relaxation was overwhelming.

She knew what this was even without checking, she had ascended and become a Campione.

Matthew took a deep breath, trying to focus, yet it felt like the heat and emotions were overtaking her.

She went to her hotel bathroom, went into the shower and opened the water at the coldest setting.

Water was steaming off of her. She saw electric sparks coming off of her.

Finally she realized it, it was her Authority.

Zeus' Authority was shining in her mental world. No, it was so charged up, it was lighting up everything in her mental space with it's presence and power.

She panted feeling fatigued yet awake and ready for action, for fighting, for f-

"Shut up." She said to herself, to the Authority.

Yet it was as if the Authority had a will of it's own.

No. It was as if all her subconscious thoughts and feelings were manifesting in that Authority. What sheherself wanted to do, but had the proper judgement to reconsider.

"I...I have to let the excess energy out." She panted. Her instincts told her that it would be bad just wait things out, yet another side of her said waiting it out would be the best course of action in the long run.

She stayed under the shower for another hour, going back and forth on her mental argument, until finally...

"I am the King for I am the Conqueror. Through conquest and victory I am the attainer of the throne, and no queen may stand but only kneel before me. As the will of heaven, I an uncontrolled and unchained, thus no maiden is barred or hidden from me. Rulers and mothers born of Earth, rejoice in my presence as I take thee as a wife, a slave or lover. Thou holds no power before me but what I take or allow. Subjugation of the Woman."

Yuri Mariya was sent the hotel of the latest Campione as a method to appease her, and have a communication line to the newly ascended Campione, to find out what she would want to leave as quickly as possible. Hopefully.

Yuri had reached the hotel with her HCC bodyguard, two other Mages that were mostly their for appearances. After all, what were the power of mortals before Devil Kings.

It was as Yuri and the two HCC Mages were in the elevator that they felt the Campione's power engulf the hotel. There very presence surging and overflowing as one would expect from a Campione.

Yet right at that moment, Yuri Mariya's Spirit Vision activated, and in it she saw storms and lightning strike a mountain top and the cry of a goddess falling from that peak. Then her vision closed in on the mountain peak to see a giant-No, to see Matthew Kyrie sitting on a throne, eyes glowing with power, as Lightning glowed out of them, before suddenly the scenery changed to a fog in a hotel bathroom.

She saw a naked figure through the fog, the muscular back of the female Twin Campione. Yuri's breath hitched, as Matthew looked back, lightening shining out of her eyes still.

"Appear before me and attend me."

Matthew's voice was echoing with godly power and might, even if the words were whispered.

The vision ended, Yuri waking up to the ding of the elevator reaching their target's floor.

Yuri looked next to her to see the two Mages having fallen on the floor, shaken and scared of the power they felt. They looked confused, yet understood what's happening. They were being told by the Devil King that their presence was unwanted through only their aura.

Yuri didn't feel much of the oppressive aura, only a vague command she must obey. To walk forward and present herself.

Present myself? Yuri wondered at the odd thought, what her Spirit Senses were telling her she must do, to leave her unharmed.

With trepidation Yuri headed to the Campione's room, each step heavy, yet it felt like she steps were quickening at times, guided by some force.

Before she realized it she stood at Matthew's hotel room door. She gulped as she gathered her courage to speak.

"L-Lady Kyrielight, t-this is Yuri Mariya presenting," presenting?. "Present on behalf of the History Compilation Committee. Um, I hope this isn't a bad time, my lady, but we wished to acknowledge you and pay proper respect." Yuri didn't feel embarrassed to say this out loud, since the whole floor was rented out by the HCC the moment they knew what hotel Matthew was staying at.

No one answered Yuri.

The Hime-Miko feared if she came at a bad time. She didn't want to disturb the Campione if she was sleeping. Yet something told her to push forward.

Gulping and taking one more deep breath, Yuri used the hotel key card and opened the door.

She entered, politely announcing her presence again but in a more hushed tone, closed the door behind her and took off her shoes.

She slowly looked into the room to see the bed wrinkled with the duvet tossed aside. The sound of water running could be heard now that she was in the room.

"L-Lady Kyrielight?" Yuri spoke with a courage she didn't know she had, or maybe it was just the adrenaline running through her from the thought of meeting another Campione.

The bathroom door was left ajarred, with some steam coming out of it.

"Lady Kyrielight?" With some unknown curiosity and courage, Yuri step forward, pushing the door more open, looking for the Devil King.

"Whose there?" The voice that answered Yuri wasn't the commanding scary voice she expected.

Rather the Campione's voice sounded tired, sleepy. There was a smell in the air, something sweet yet heavy. Her skin suddenly felt hot and sensitive, as Yuri entered the steam heated bathroom.

"It's...It's Yuri Mariya, my Lady Campione, from the History Committee." Yuri introduced herself. "History Compilation Committee, I meant!" She quickly corrected, cursing herself for stumbling like that in her introduction.

"'Yuri'? Heh." Matthew chuckled at some joke only they thought of. "Look, now isn't a good time. Can you come back tomorrow?"

Yuri could see the young woman silhouette through smoke. Matthew was standing under the open shower door, with what running on her, and steam coming off of her. Her nakedness should have sent Yuri into an embarrassed blushing stupor, yet there was this heat that overtook her worries on propriety.

"L-lady Kyrielight, are you okay?" Yuri with bravery she never expected of herself, especially in a situation like the one she was in stepped forward. "I was sent here to help, um, help you, should you need anything. Are, are you sick? Is something the matter?"

Matthew was silent, then she stepped, or rather half-stumbled out of the shower, her wet form more visible to Yuri. The Hime-Miko's breath hitched at seeing the female Campione nakedness in more visible detail. The way her long lilac hair that reached her back clenched to her form. Her subtly defined muscles. Yuri was never one to focus on what people's bodies looked like, especially other girls, yet Matthew's body was pleasing to the eyes. Then lower their was...

"W-W-What's that!?" Yuri cried out taking a few steps back, as she pointed at the large, thick phallus protrude out of where Matthew's clit should have been. The cock was smooth looking, despite how long and thick it was, without any foreskin. It glistened in the bathroom light, while dripping some watch from its wet form. Drop by drop of water falling from the head onto the floor. "Why does Lady Kyrielight...S-Sir Kyrielight?"

"Lady." Matthew said, before holding her head, feeling like her thought was heavy. She wasn't in the best form to make decisions when her instincts were running wild on what they, on what she wantedto do. "Look, come...come back tomorrow. I..." Matthew looked at Yuri and liked her lips, like a lion inspecting a delicious morsel.

"Are...are you okay?" Yuri's better nature pushed her to ask. She could tell the young woman before her was in some kind of pain. Plus a sudden cock appearing on a woman must be unnatural, and likely worrying her. "Do you need some kind of help, Lady Kyrielight? An exorcism or purification?" She quickly suggested, her mind now more focused, as she viewed Matthew's new alignment as a problem, thus something she could face and handle.

"...You wish to help me?" Matthew asked, her head tilted to the side, looked at Yuri with an uncertain gaze. Her voice was like a drunk's, her body swayed back and forth.

"Y-Yes anything you need, my lady." Yuri said quickly as she was trained to do for a Campione. She should have considered her words more carefully.

"You." Matthew now spoke with clarity and certainty in her tone.

"Eh?" Yuri asked, as the heat that was building up in her body was now visible. Her clothes now damp from the steam and moister stuck to her skin weren't helping her, as she was more aware of her own body.

Suddenly Matthew was in front of her. Holding her from her waist. Yuri didn't even see her move. The steam didn't seem to realize there was movement, until Matthew was holding Yuri in her arms, then it dispersed from the force of Matthew's movement.

Yuri was completely unharmed, yet her heat and Matthew's body heat seemed to intertwine and rise even further.

"L-L-Lady Matthew, w-what are you..." The Hime-Miko tried to shout, to push to reject the Campione, yet she felt her voice give out to a moan, from feeling Matthew's body against hers. She tried to push Matthew away, yet her hands stopped at feeling the Campione's arms, becoming distracted in feeling her muscles and the power she knew and felt beneath Matthew's skin.

Yuri's breath hitched, a moan ripping out from her, as she felt herself being lifted. Not by Matthew's hand, no those were resting on Yuri's back, as she hugged her. She was lifted by Matthew's almighty divine cock. Her whole weight was sitting on the Campione's futa dick, as she felt her panties and pussy pushing against it. The cock was angled up, that she felt it push against her butt cheeks, heating her arousal even higher.

"Yuri," Matthew's sultry voice tickled Yuri's ears, her eyes was enticing and capturing everything in Yuri's view. "I wantyou." A pleasurable shock rippled through Yuri's body at those words. "I needyou." Another ripple of pleasure at those words, and as Yuri felt Matthew's breath on her lips. The young woman's lips so close to Yuri's now. "Be mine." It was a plea, it was a command, it was what will be.

"...Yes, my King." Yuri barely said the words, before Matthew's lips took her own, and she felt the cock carrying her pulse once, twice and unleash its contents. The smell, the heat, the context, room, and the body of the one holding her, all culminated in Matthew's release pulling in Yuri's own, as though her body followed her king's example.

Thus Yuri Mariya swore herself to the Campione Matthew Kyrielight.

The car reached the airport and the private plane holding without any trouble or delay.

The driver went out to do his things, and that left me and Yuri alone for the moment.

"Yuri?" I spoke before the girl could leave the car. "Are you..." I struggled, feelings of guilt and want warring inside me. "Are you sure you want to come with me? I mean, I know what you said, but I'm serious. No harm or backlash will come toward you if you want to stay here in your home. I don't want to force you, or make you come against your will or anything like that."

"You are not forcing me, Lady Mash!" Yuri said with some haste, her face tinged red. "You said you needed me. And...And I want to be needed by you." She looked at me with those shy longing eyes. "You still want me, right?"

"...I'm going to hell." I muttered, and leaned forward kissing her.

The kiss kept going for a while, that I ended up pulled the Hime-Miko into my lap, hugging and enjoying our closeness for a while.

Till now we have kissed and groped each other. Our intimacy was very high from that first day. We still haven't had sex, well, full on penetration at least. Thigh jobs don't count, right?

I wanted to at least wait until Yuri was eighteen before we went all the way. To show to myself that I did have some semblance of self control.

"M-Mashuu," Yuri said with her tongue out, trying to kiss me further. "P-pleahese~ More~." She looked so vulnerable and alluring.

...I'm gonna fail that self-imposed goal, aren't I?

I didn't fuck Yuri that day, but the plane didn't take off for another hour.