Summary: Ragna and Valkenhayn explore the lower limits of Kagustuchi in search of Bang.

The Kaka take their hoodies off in this chapter, but I don't go into detail concerning their faces. I personally imagine them as cat people from Omaha the Cat Dancer, but that's just me. If you wanna picture them as little anime cat girls be my guest ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It's Rachel's birthday which meant a very busy day of bending her over and fucking her stupid. He'd make her food, too, but Valkenhayn already got that covered, so Ragna spent the evening in Rachel's room doing what he does best.

While laying between thickly built, parted thighs, Ragna keeps a firm hold on her hips as he helps himself to her cunt. Rachel melts under his tongue like she usually does, moaning like a slut while humping his face, showing a side of herself to him that makes him feel hot and smug.

"Mmm..." A gentle suck around her clit has her swooning. "You're eating me alive, amore."

"Love eatin' you out," He drags his tongue over her hole. "Taste like a damn candy shop."

"Such a way with words," She pets his head, suddenly breathless. "Do you want me to return the favor?"

"Nah, I can wait," He pushes a finger into her, grinning. "I wanna watch you when I make you come."

"Ooh, you devil..." She coos. "Happy birthday to me~"

Ragna rolls his tongue over her clit, ready to add a second finger, but is distracted briefly by the ringing of a phone on Rachel's nightstand.

"That can wait," Rachel ignores it and relaxes again. "Keep going, boy, I'm almost-"

The ringing stops and then starts again, annoying her.

"Ugh..."

"Just answer it," Ragna suggests. "If it's some bullshit, hang it up and pull the line."

"Someone better be dying..." She turns to her side to grab the receiver from the base, cheeks puffed and brows narrowed.

"...Hello?"

Ragna sighs, lays his head on Rachel's thigh as he drums his fingers on her stomach, impatient just like her. Better not be Valkenhayn... That old fuck should know better than to call after hours when Ragna is around, but the tone Rachel uses with whoever is on the other line quickly lets Ragna know that she is definitely not talking to Valkenhayn.

"...Bullet." A pause. "Do you remember why I gave you this number?"

Alright, Ragna sneers. It's just Bullet; good ol', dumb as a doornail Bullet. No wonder Rachel sounds so curt. He has half a mind to make her cut this call short and pull the line himself, but the next few words that left Rachel's mouth gives him pause.

"Call the police ? Maybe look for a trail? I'm sure whoever abducted him left some clue for you to find."

That makes Ragna sit up and stare pensively at his partner. She's quick to wave him off and point towards her crotch, but Ragna refuses to budge.

He listens for a little longer until his suspicions are confirmed.

"You will find a better man."

Ragna can't help but roll his eyes, waiting for Rachel to finish the call before saying anything.

"What happened?" He asks.

"Nothing." Rachel hangs up the phone. "Bullet is a little histrionic is all."

"Is Bang okay?"

"I don't know." She shrugs.

"Rachel."

"What?"

"Don't "what" me, what the hell did she tell you?"

"For whatever reason," She began. "That orc of hers has gone missing."

"Missing? Like, without a trace?"

"Apparently so."

Ragna grimaces, not liking that answer. It's not like Bang to just disappear like that, at least that quietly. It didn't sit right with him at all.

"Fuckin' seriously?" He stands to his feet, trying to find his pants. "She say where she was at?"

"Just a second now," Rachel crawls to the edge of the bed, pouting. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Out? Where else?"

"You're not just going to leave me here mid-coitus, are you?"

"Yeah," He said matter-of-factly. "I am. What of it?"

"Ragna..." She crosses her arms. "Don't you use that tone with me."

"C'mon, Rach, the guy is missing. The fuck do you expect me to do, huh?"

"Let nature take its course?"

"Look..." Ragna shakes his head, feeling a little guilty, but still staying headstrong. "I'll be back soon, alright? I know it's your birthday, but the night's still young. Probably won't take long, okay?"

"Hmph..." She harrumphs like a baby, something he'd find cute if the lingering threat of a potentially dead Bang didn't loom over his head.

"I swear..." He finds his shirt, opting to ignore Rachel's attitude for now. She is usually so reasonable and level-headed about things like this, but when it concerns Bang, she can't help but let her alpha bitch side out.

He sees her settle on the bed, on her back as she reaches for a plate of white cake she brought to her room with her. She refuses to look at Ragna as he gets dressed, her gaze cold and distant when he approaches her, fully clothed and (to her displeasure) completely flaccid.

"I know you hate him, but I'll be a lot quicker if ya work with me a little here."

"...Hm." She chews slowly. "Perhaps."

She reaches for the phone base again to dial a number, but doesn't pick up the receiver. Instead, she lets it ring until she hears a knock on her chamber door.

"Enter!" She yells.

The door opens, revealing Valkenhayn, hand over his eyes to shield himself from his mistress' nudity.

"Madame," He greets her. "Is something amiss?"

"Bullet's dog is off his lead and has gone missing." She explains. "I'd usually not let you go on such a useless endeavor, but he would appreciate the help to find him apparently."

"Oh... How very queer," He sounds concerned, lips pulled into a taut frown. "I do hope that-"

"Hope for what, Valkenhayn?" Rachel turns her head, scowling. "I'd like to hear it."

"I do hope that his corpse is adequate mulch for the weeds he is undoubtedly buried under, madame."

"Hm, hm, how very smiting of you." She then looks to Ragna who's nonplussed by what she's made of her own butler. "There, there is your help."

"Crazy bitch..." Ragna walks away from her, cracking his neck. "Whatever, I'll be back soon."

"Take your time, you have all night." She goes back to eating her cake. "God forbid I'm happy..."

"Alright, old man, let's make this shit quick," Ragna trudges past him, wanting to get out of the room as fast as possible. "My ass is on the line..."

"We will be back post haste, madame." Valkenhayn holds back a laugh as he turns away from the door. "The boy and I should not take long at all."

"For his sake, I hope so." Rachel gripes.

Valkenhayn and Ragna explore the dark streets of Kagutsuchi in relative silence, following a scent that Valkenhayn picked up a few blocks away. Ragna keeps his eyes peeled for Bang, but the mutual dislike either man had for one another is making this search awfully tense.

"So..." Ragna tries to break the ice. "Any luck finding a trail or what?"

"The air is heavy with a rather odiferous musk, so it is hard for me to track his exact location." Valkenhayn sniffs the air some more, nose wrinkling. "From what I can detect, it smells as though Bang has been dragged through these streets..."

"A-Alright... Not creepy at all." Ragna turns his lip. "Uh, thanks for helping out with this, I guess. If it were up to me, I'd probably be bulldozing through half this district by now."

"I'm sure you would, given your lack of tact, but spare me your gratitude." Valkenhayn bit back. "His scent grows stronger the further we go into the city, so if you want to be spared of Madame Rachel's wrath, keep your yap shut and follow after me, boy."

"Tsk," Ragna sucks his teeth, hands folded behind his head. "Her little ass can wait... If she really wanted this shit done and over with, she'd help us out."

"It is her birthday, she does not need to be out at this time of night when she could be at the manor resting." Valkenhayn admonishes him. "How she tolerates such an inconsiderate scoundrel like you is beyond me."

"Inconsiderate!? Yeah the fuck right I am! I spoil the shit out of that brat!"

"The madame is better off marrying pond scum if stolen gifts and mediocre cooking is what you consider overindulgence."

"Oh, we're doin' this now? Cuz I hope we are." Ragna smirks. "You don't want this smoke, old man. Trust me, ya really don't.

"And what exactly would that be, you runt?" Valkenhayn turns to him. "Are you challenging me?"

"You act like you want my ass more than she does sometimes, so yeah let's clear the air the old fashioned way!" He cracks his neck. "I. Fuck. Rachel. And real good, too, so I ain't goin' nowhere! The sooner you get that through your thick skull the better!"

"You insolent little mongrel..." Valkenhayn growls at him. "You should watch your tongue lest I rip from your filthy mouth."

"Oh I'd love to see you try! I dunno who'd be more pissed, me or the bitch who gets to ride it every night!"

"As much as I pray for Bang's safety, there is a good chance I will be carrying two bodies back with me tonight." He cracks his fingers. "You will make excellent food for the roses in the garden."

"To spare you the embarrassment of becoming a smear on the wall, how 'bout you do your fuckin' job, huh!?" Ragna counters. "Maybe if ya spent more time with your nose to the ground you could've found that idiot's stank by now instead of smelling Rachel's pussy on my breath-!"

" Charge, meow! Catch the good guy! "

Before Ragna has a chance to mock Valkenhayn further than he probably should, he is tackled to the ground by hot, moist bodies that scratch at his clothes like wild animals.

"AHHH!" Ragna reacts to the situation accordingly, kicking and screaming as he tries prying off whatever is on him. "What the fuck!? What the actual fuck!? Get offa-!"

Ragna's first instinct is to clobber the idiots who dared to ambush him the way they did, but smothers the urge once he recognizes the cat-themed hoodies that wriggle with their bodies.

"Quit squirmin' meow!" One of them says.

"Yeah!" Says another. "Tao said yer spear is really strong, so whip it out for us already!"

"T-Tao!?" Ragna stops flailing long enough to look up at an apparition that sits atop a busted light post, drool falling from its visibly damp hoodie as it stares at Ragna with fierce, glowing red eyes.

"Good guuuy..." It rasps, body bouncing on the lamp. "Gives it ups to us, meow! We wants the spear, give us the spear, meow, meow !"

"H-Hey, wait a sec!" Ragna yells. "What's gotten into all of you!?" He switches between the mewing Kakas who are quick to shred his clothes and the butler who stands over him, apathetic to his plight. "Will ya quit standing there and help me out already!?"

"It appears as though you are handling the situation just fine to me." Valkenhayn sneers at him. "You are finally with women befitting of your status, it seems."

"You old fuck, I oughta neuter you for-! AH! Get yer paws outta there!"

"As much as it amuses me to watch you squirm, this is certainly perplexing behavior." Valkenhayn's nose twitches then. "The musk has grown stronger as well..."

"Sorry about that..." Says a demure voice a little ways behind Valkenhayn. "It's been a very long night for us."

Valkenhayn turns around, leaving Ragna at the mercy of the ravenous queens so he can greet the mature Kaka who approaches him in heel-clad feet.

"Ah, Torakaka," Valkenhayn approaches her, ignoring the curses Ragna throws at him. "A pleasure seeing you as always."

"And to you as well, Valkenhayn." Tora nods and then looks up at Tao who's still perched on the light post. "Tao, can you be a good tingle huntress and tie up Ragna for us, please?"

"WHAT!?" Ragna screams. "Like hell she is!"

"Aye, aye!" Tao leaps from the light post to manhandle Ragna, making him scream even more. "Gimme yer arms, good guy!"

"I got his legs!"

"I got his head!"

"I got his other leg, meow~!"

"Eek!" Ragna looks to Tora for help who's quick to comfort him.

"I'm sorry, dear, but the more you struggle, the more riled up they'll get, so just bear with it a little longer, okay?" Tora apologizes, wincing when she hears the very unmasculine shrieks that leave him.

"Is everything alright?" Valkenhayn asks. "I have never seen them so unruly before..."

"We're a little...on edge to put it bluntly." Tora explains. "The Great Tingle is making us Kaka a little loopy. "

"P-Pardon me?"

"Oh, silly me, my mistake," Tora shakes her head, laughing a little. "We're going through a heat cycle. I'm sure you're familiar, right?"

"Ah, so that's why they're stripping the boy down to his skivvies." He regards the very annoyed criminal who glares indignantly at Valkenhayn as the Kaka hogtie him with his own clothes. "If you and your sisters are in heat, would it be safe to assume that you are in possession of a certain shinobi in your village? We have been searching for him for a while now."

"Don't worry, meow, Bang is safe and sound, and being pampered by our finest fledglings~" Tora titters. "I'm happy to lead you to him if you follow us. It's the least we can do for all the trouble."

"Splendid, we'd be more than happy to. Right, runt?"

"Fuck off!" Ragna yells at him as he's hoisted in the air by Tao and her lackies. "After this is all over, I'm gettin' you fixed!"

"It's settled then," Valkenhayn completely tunes Ragna out, eager to watch him suffer. "Care to lead the way, Tora?"

"I'd love to~"

With a still flailing Ragna in hand, the Kaka follow after Valkenhayn and Tora as they frighten their new prey with promises of spear riding and body grooming. When they eventually make their way to Lost Town, they are greeted happily by cheering queens who scamper about the streets, in awe at their new catch.

"Isn't that good guy, meow!?

"Tao said we don't need to give him any ashy wanda at all!"

"Lookit that wolf guy! Do you think his spear works, too?"

"Hissss! Back off, meow!" Tao hisses. "Tao gets first dibs!"

"Good grief..." Ragna sighs. "Can ya find someone else to fuck at least? Sorry to say, but I'm already taken."

"That's fine," Tora shrugs. "We just want your body, but I understand if you aren't comfortable with the idea. Perhaps some food and drink will help you relax."

"Isn't Bang enough!?"

"Scruffy is losing steam!" Tao chimes in. "We need new spears and good guy's is big and strong!"

"What she said." Tora nods. "He can hardly keep up with the older girls now, which is where you two come in."

"U-Uh, as flattered as I am by the offer, Tora, I don't think I'm suited for the task." Valkenhayn points to Ragna. "The boy however has enough energy to spare for the entire village, I'm sure. If you're so desperate, why not have a go at him?"

"Quit tryna sick 'em on me, dammit!"

"Aw, won't you have a change of heart? Here," Tora guides them to the village center where a horde of Kaka surround a massive bed made of hay and grass. "The poor man needs a break soon..."

Valkenhayn and Ragna are made to approach the bed at the urging of the Kaka who pull and push them to where Bang laid.

Ragna looks on in horror while Valkenhayn stands there, bewildered by what's become of their companion.

Before them is Bang, half-conscious and unmoving as a strawberry-blonde queen with a dyed tail and blue eyes fucked herself on his cock, flanked at either side by attentive Kaka who supply sustenance for their prey. A black, tar-like substance spills from his mouth and sullies the pillow he's laying on while his eyes, sunken in and red from exhaustion, stare at the night sky, unblinking, as if keeping watch for the grim reaper himself.

Valkenhayn and Ragna are broken from their stupor by Tao's shrill voice.

"Chacha, meow!" She screams for her confidant who is too busy bouncing on Bang's overworked cock to pay her any mind. "That's where you were this whole time!? You told me you wents to the bathroom!"

"Nyaaah...? Oh heeey~" Chacha looks over her shoulder, cheeks flushed bright pink as she smiles doltishly at Tao. "I didn't wanna spend half the night lookin' for man-things, so I settled. Sowwy~" She lays down to rub her face into Bang's bite-mark riddled chest. "He's such a stud muffin, nyah! I'm totally in love with him!"

Bang doesn't say anything, just lets out a pained groan that is quickly smothered by a Kaka shoving a spiced fish head in his mouth.

"What the fuck did you cats do to Bang!?" Ragna is the first to speak. "Is he dead? No, like seriously, is he dead ?"

"Not yet." Tora replies. "But the ashy wanda isn't doing him any favors either, you see. Anymore, and his spear won't be the only thing that's stiff."

"Jesus christ..." Ragna shakes his head. "You've been wringing the man dry..."

"Is there any other way we can spare him from such a grisly fate?" Valkenhayn asks.

"Do us from all sides, meow!" Tao blurts out.

"It is the only way," Tora nods. "Unless you two can find other prey to offer in your stead, but I don't think the girls or Bang can last that long."

"Ah," Valkenhayn sighs in defeat. "I see..."

"Grr... Dammit! Can I get a phone call or somethin'? I gotta tell my old lady about this!"

"Here ya go, meow!" One of the Kaka taking care of Bang procures a mobile phone for Ragna. "We found this doohickie in one of Scruffy's pockets!"

"Oh, uh... Thanks." Ragna reaches for it, as best as he can anyway. After grabbing it from her paws, Ragna dials a number and holds it up to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Yeah, it's me! Look, I...kinda, really need your help on this one!"

"I gave you the help you needed." She replies coldly. "What more could you possibly want from me?"

"Before you start giving me attitude, just listen for a sec!"

"I am."

"Look, I found Bang, he's in the Kaka village. Thing is, they're going through some weird mating ritual shit, and they've been fuckin' the shit out of him, and now they wanna fuck the shit outta me and your dog!" Ragna lowers his voice a little to whisper his next words to Rachel. "I know I might sound insane right now, but it's true, alright? If you could get over here and teleport us back to the castle-"

"...No."

"...What do you mean no?"

"You made your bed, now you must lie in it. Your actions have consequences, you know." She scoffs. "I'm familiar with how the Kaka mate, they just need your body, nothing more, nothing less. If you weren't so determined to go after that glue sniffing vagrant, perhaps you'd be spending your night making love with me instead of those kitty cats, hm?"

"Oh, you bitch...!" He snarls. "Are you really gonna blow me off like that!?"

"Yeah," Rachel imitates him, mocking him with the cadence he used with her earlier. "I am. What of it?"

"I...!" At a loss for words, Ragna tries placating her. "C'mon, baby, I'm...sorry, okay? I'm sorry! I didn't mean to walk out on you-"

" Huh ?" Rachel pretends to hear him. "I think you're breaking up, boy. I can't understand you."

"Dammit, rabbit, don't do this to me!"

"Goodbye, dear. Oh, and don't forget to have fun, okay? I'll see you in the morning."

"Rachel!? Hey, don't you hang up on-!"

A loud click of the receiver renders Ragna silent.

"I assume whining to the madame did you no favors?" Valkenhayn asks.

"She left me to die out here..." Ragna holds his head down, suddenly cognizant of what this means for him. "I guess there are worse ways to go out, but I didn't think this was how it's gonna-"

Suddenly, Tao and the Kaka who carry Ragna toss him on the bed, opposite of Bang who barely reacts to him. Ragna shrieks in a mix of surprise and utter terror, especially when Tao's sisters begin tearing at his underwear for her.

"Wait a second, I didn't consent yet!" He screams.

"Enough with the pussy footing, meow! Gives me yer thingie already, good guy, or else!" Tao exclaims, mouth drooling profusely. "Taos is hungries!"

Ragna considers, for the briefest moment, if he should stop acting so nice to the Kaka and actually fight his way out of the village. It would be very easy for him to break through these restraints and climb back up to Kagutsuchi, but is it really worth it? To die at the hands of a bunch of horny cats sounds far more pleasant than the icy-cold, vermillion glare that waits for him in that dreaded mansion.

After weighing his options, Ragna relaxes a little and lets the queens free his limp cock from his boxers.

"Let's just get this over with," He flinches a little when one of them nuzzles his face. "Hopefully she's better by the time I get back..."

"Yes, yes !" Tao bends over to rub her cheek against Ragna's length. "Big and strong just like Taos predicted!"

"You know what you're doing down there, right...?" He eyes the rows of sharp teeth that line her mouth. "This is a part of my body, ya know! Not a piece of meat for you to chomp on!"

"Why would Taos wanna eats good guy's spear?" Tao looks at him like he's stupid. "This is for kitty making, not eating! Yer weird, meow!"

Ragna frowns, annoyed by Tao, but quickly gets over himself when she pulls her hood down to blow him properly.

"Ngh..." Ragna lays back, letting her do her thing. "W-Whatever, just watch the teeth..."

Tao hums around him, raising a perfect, perky butt in the air that wags with her tail as she manipulates him with her mouth. Ragna lets out an involuntary gasp at both the feeling and visual while Kaka queens of all shapes and sizes approach him, naked as the day they were born, attacking him with rough licks and wet kisses that make his head spin.

"H-Hey, one at a time, I ain't goin' nowhere!"

"Good guy is sooo cute when he's shy~!"

"So shy even being so big and strong!"

"I bet he doesn't afraid of nothin'!"

As Ragna is ravished by overeager cats that smother him in their flesh, Valkenhayn reactively retreats from the bed they're all lying on to spare himself from the wanton display.

"The boy seems to have this all under control..." He says to himself, quick to turn on his heel. "Perhaps it's time to take my leave while I'm-"

Suddenly, Valkenhayn is stopped by Tora who grabs his hand with her paw sleeves and bats pretty red eyes at him.

"Going somewhere?" She asks like a reserved maiden, but the tremble in her voice gives her away. "Can't you stay a little while longer?"

"I truly wish I can, Tora, but," He clears his throat. "I have some nightly duties that need attending to, you see. I wouldn't want to keep the madame waiting."
"Miss Rachel seemed fine letting Ragna stay, meow," She moves closer, cocking her head. "I'm sure she won't mind if you were gone for a wee bit longer, right~?"

"Well, I..." Valkenhayn gulps, struggling to find an excuse. Ever since they've encountered the Kaka, Valkenhayn's inner wolf cannot help but react to the smell that so heavily imbues the air, which in turn, has made him a slave to instinct. For the better part of an hour, he has been trying to smother the urge to engage in such a deliciously tempting ritual out of respect as well as concern for the females around him, but Tora's apparent interest in him is provoking a response from his being he hasn't felt in in a very, very long time.

The rational, human side of his conscience tells him to walk away and bid the Kaka farewell, but his wolf, the part of his soul that he can never truly suppress, pleads with him to reconsider. He has enough self-control to keep it at bay for a little while longer, but alas, Tora isn't taking no for an answer.

"I'll leave Tao to it for neow, Ragna should be able to handle her," She gently pulls at his hand, making him walk with her. "Let's go somewhere quieter, my hut's just down the way."

"I don't think that's a good idea," Valkenhayn stops moving, fending off what he can of his urges. "As flattered as I am by your interest in me, my lady, my kind are not gentle lovers. Laying with me could prove dangerous for you."

"Oh, Valkenhayn, you're so funny," Tora giggles. "That's what makes it fun, meow!"

"...C-Come again?"

"Do you really think we Kaka are of such a gentle constitution that we can't handle sex with lycans? Whatever it is you're scared of letting out, you don't have to worry about that with us, we can take it. We like men who don't know how to hold back~" She spins around in the direction of her hut, tail swishing playfully behind her. "Neow are you coming, or do I have to drag you back myself?"

Valkenhayn purses his lips, has a brief, feeble battle with himself again, until eventually succumbing to the sweet scent that radiates from Tora.

"Forgive me," Valkenhayn bows his head, mirthful when he lifts it back up. "How unkind of me to leave a lady in need, especially one as lovely as you." He then approaches her, showing off sharp fangs when he smiles. "It would be an honor to have you as a companion tonight, Tora."

"You're gonna give me big, strong kitties, meow~" She grabs his hand, excited as she takes him deeper into the village. "With this big, thick wolf spear, it shouldn't take long at all..."

Valkenhayn's cock fills with blood at Tora's words, excitement thrumming through his weathered veins as she leads him down a valley of huts and tall wooden structures.

For the next hour, Ragna and Valkenhayn indulge in the Kaka, experiencing passions that both men were familiar with and yet ignorant to. After Tao brought Ragna's cock to full mast is, he is made to sit on his knees and fuck her pussy that way, attended by queens who continued peppering his skin with rough licks and sharp bites. Despite her inexperience, Tao is working his cock like a pro, letting instinct guide her as she bounced her little ass on his prick as if it were the last one she'll ever get to see. Ragna let her do her thing, having already accepted his fate as a living dildo, and gave into the pleasure that surges through his loins, trying desperately to forget about the ass whooping that no doubt waited for him whenever he returned to the manor. He might as well have some fun before his inevitable death at the hands of his moody girlfriend.

As he turns his head to begrudgingly tongue a Kaka who wants kisses from him, in a hut only a few feet away, Valkenhayn is enjoying a more intimate encounter with Tora. Pent up from heat and her sistren's antics, she stripped herself of her clothes and climbed on top of her bed as soon as they entered her hut, tail held over her ass to present to Valkenhayn the source of her scent.

"I'm not one to rush to the main course, but I can't wait any more," Tora wags her ass at him, quim shimmering under warm candlelight. "Why don't you come over here and show me what makes big bad wolves like you so scary, nyah~?"

Valkenhayn stares upon Tora's figure, drinking her in, heat-laden air inducing his first rut of many years. No longer hindered by his conscience, Valkenhayn has no shame when he strips for her, last of his restraint leaving him completely when he unties and gently folds the ribbon that keeps his hair up.

"You are so sure of yourself, my dear," Valkenhayn approaches her with confidence, menacing her with a long, thick, knotted cock that yearns for a hole to breed. "Are you positive that you'll be able to handle me?"

"I should be asking you that," She lifts her hips higher for him. "It's been awhile for you, I bet. Think you can keep up with me?"

"I have claimed many holes before you," He mounts her, smoothing hands over her rear. "A sopping wet, trembling one like yours is nothing to me."

Valkenhayn bends over her back, brushing orange hair aside to grab her neck and push her into the sheets. Tora purrs pleasantly at the weight on her body and prepares for the stretch of his cock by bracing herself against her bed, clawing at cotton sheets when Valkenhayn penetrates her. Tora yowls at the stretch while Valkenhayn growls, sliding into her, making her take what she so confidently believes she's able to withstand. She's tight and wet like a good bitch should be, the perfect quim to end such a grievously long abstinence.

"O-Oh...!" Tora yelps, biting her lip. "I knew your spear would be big, but this is-!" Her cheek is pushed into the sheets by Valkenhayn's shifting weight. "You're so deep, meow...!"

"Could it be that it's too small for me?" Valkenhayn chuckles, the tremble in her pussy punctuating her rapturous cries. "Would you prefer it if I stopped and tended to a different sister, Tora?"

"No, keep going, please!" Tora moves with him now, following his cock when he pulls back. "I want your spear, please give me your spear, Valkenhayn!"

"What a naughty kitten..." Valkenhayn pumps his hips, smooths some hair over his scalp as he works Tora's cunt like it's the easiest thing in the world. "You will be heavy with my spawn soon, dear."

Valkenhayn lets himself relax, giving into Tora like a young stud in his first rut and fucks her the way she wants to be fucked. At that moment, Valkenhayn, much like the criminal he took this descent with, forgets about his worldly obligations in favor of ravishing this beautiful queen.

Rachel waited for Ragna to call her back before finally giving up after the first hour. She now lays in her bed, arms crossed, nursing a third slice of cake as she tries not thinking about the fate she left him to. As much as she wants Ragna to call her back, groveling for her mercy, begging her to save him, she can't help but curse herself for her lack of foresight in this situation. She's sentenced him to a fate of fluffy paws and orgasms no thanks to her anger; most men would kill to be in such a predicament.

Frustrated by her own needs, Rachel grumbles under her breath as she reaches for her cake again. She licks frosting off the fork, briefly pretends it's Ragna's cock, before assessing her situation. She could just pluck Ragna from the Kaka and call it a night, but then she'd look desperate. Maybe she should sort through her toys and pick out which one she'll want to spend the night with most...

"But it's not as good as the real thing..." Rachel stabs her cake, brow twitching. "That dullard, I swear..."

Rachel eats two big bites of her cake, cheeks puffed and eyes narrowed. She sits there in a silent agony for a few minutes until the sound of breaking glass startles her upright.

She looks up at her bedroom window, at the shattered bits of glass that collect on her marble floor, before her eyes settle on the object that destroyed it.

...A pumpkin?

"Sorry!" Someone from outside said. "I'll pay for it, don't worry!"

Rachel floats towards her window, hands on her hips and tone stern when she recognizes the voice who called for her.

"Bullet!" She watches the younger woman climb up the vines leading to her windowsill. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Doors were locked, my bad," Bullet crawls her way inside, a second pumpkin under her arm. "I said I'll pay for it."

"That doesn't...!" Rachel pinches the bridge of her nose, irritated, but quickly calms herself down. There's no point in arguing with this girl...

"Fine, whatever..." Rachel shakes her head. "Can you please tell me why you're here? Don't tell me you're still looking for him."

"I am..." Bullet sighs forlorny as she picks up the pumpkin she threw. "I thought I could plead my case to you and we can go lookin' for him together. Ya know, Hardy Boys style? I figured it'd be a good idea."

Rachel glares at her, considering her options, before ultimately deciding to spare Bullet's life if it meant keeping herself distracted from her budding frustrations.

"I'm in no mood for a scavenger hunt, but luckily for you, that idiot who warms my bed is. I sent him off with Valkenhayn a little while ago to find your dog.

"Wait, really!?" Bullet approaches her. "When did they leave!? How do I catch up with them!?"

"Relax, they've already found him." Rachel sits on her bed. "As much as I hate to say it, he's in a warm, relatively safe place. There's no need to worry."

"O-Oh..." Bullet blinks, confused. "I mean that's good, but where are they? We kinda got plans tonight and I'd hate to keep 'em waiting..."

"They're..." Rachel almost reveals herself to Bullet, but stops herself. Telling Bullet about Bang and Ragna's location meant finding him and admitting to being wrong. For the sake of her pride, she can't allow that to happen, so she quickly changes subjects.

"Ragna didn't tell me, so I am just as lost as you." She forces herself to frown. "If you'd like, you can stay here and wait for any updates. I'm sure whatever previous engagements you had can wait."

"I guess so," Bullet helps herself to the floor to rest her legs. "We were supposed to go to that Kagura guy's party. I hope he didn't forget."

"You'll be fine," Rachel reassures her, rolling her eyes at the mention of Kagura's name. "You can arrive in the dead of night, and the Mutsuki boy would assuredly invite you inside."

"You met him before?"

"Unfortunately."

"Ah, that's good! Gee, he really is a nice guy!" She relaxes, gives Rachel a smile. "I don't mind kicking it with you until they get back then!"

"Great." Rachel grabs her cake again, resigning herself to her fate for now. "Make yourself at home then, I suppose..."

"Is that cake? Can I have some?" Bullet sits up, eyes wide. "Do you have any ice cream, too? Oh, and some root beer? I didn't realize how hungry I was!"

With a mouthful of half-chewed cake, Rachel glances between Bullet, her plate, and her broken window, suddenly wondering if her pride is worth the headache that was her "friend".