'Shit...she's serious?', Toji slumps forward with defeat as if his spine is supported by logic, which to him, has now left the room.
He understands what Elska is saying but still doesn't agree with attacking the elders like some kind of mad fucking anti-hero.
"Doll…" he begins quietly while reaching out for her hand, "Don't you think we have bigger issues to focus on? We have to worry about the King, the elders can be dealt with later…"
Elska feels a fleeting wave of disappointment but secretly acknowledges how unfortunately right Toji is. Saying nothing, she takes a step closer and leans her forehead against his chest while sighing. His arms loosely wrap around her though and this allows her a moment to appreciate how level headed he always has been. She hears him say, "You're already in danger doll, I think we should figure this out as a group. You're probably going to be busy with turning the volunteers soon too.", the exhaustion in his tone displaying the their taxing causes. Elska's face is out of view of Toji and she's honestly happy because she wouldn't be able to explain the wicked smile that split her lips.
'That's right…', she thinks to herself, 'I will have my own army soon.'
With patience in mind, she now verbally reassures Toji that she won't make any rash decisions and finds solace in the fact that she will have the world it if she wants it, eventually.
Choso enters the room, "You guys! Come check out the bedroom!"
His excitement bleeds to her and Toji both as they shift their stances and prepare to leave but Choso stops her.
"Don't go naked Elska! Naoya's men are still out there!"
The sweet being scrambles to pick up her shorts and matching top before handing it to her while smiling proudly at Toji who seemed to appreciate the reminder. With more confidence, he leads them through the building while they take in all of the work that's been done.
"Shit. They're really fast!", Toji announces while they pass all the men, "Naoya's got a good team."
He's trying his best to fight the potent aroma of paint with positivity as it's been fogging his senses for a while now.
"I know, they've only been at it for less than a day!", Elska is mesmerized already by her prince's stylish flavor and thanks the group of men that were closest, ignoring slightly crazed Zenin stares as they continue walking. She feels Toji's arm snatching her waist as if to give warning to the men that might be feeling any sort of effect.
But when they enter the bedroom, Elska immediately gasps after seeing how big it is. She scurries over to the bed and flops backwards onto it, giggling to how she actually feels like a princess once again. As her arms skim over the comforter she takes a deep breath and admires how soft the material is and shares, "My prince is truly talented!"
Toji first notices the mirrors lining the wall next to the bed where his left eyebrow automatically lifts with perversion. It sends him a rush of need but he reminds himself that she's literally taken them all at one point or another today. That realization in itself would usually disgust him too but he's definitely noticed changes within himself with each passing day. Now, so long as she's having a good time, he doesn't really mind the extra company when they have their intimate moments, just not every time…which is what has become of them all.
Elska rolls over to her stomach and catches the view of both of her turned in the reflection, "I'm so glad he put these in here!", she states and laughs when Toji looks surprised by that. Slinking off the bed, she prances over to her giant and teases, "Now I can see you inside of me as well, my beloved.", and smiles to his surprised, flustering face.
Choso groans wantonly under his breath but races to embrace her from behind. His hands are immediately fondling her breasts, his lips tracing her ear.
"Choso! Knock it off!", Toji rips the being's hands off of her and narrows his eyes, "She has had enough!"
"My beloved…", Elska whines, "…says who?"
Toji takes a deep breath and stares into her, "Doll, are you not sore after I…you know…".
Elska giggles and brazenly comments, "I would have been had I not fed from you. Since I did, my rear is in the clear.", and winks to him.
Choso quietly watches them talk hoping that she can convince Toji that more is better.
Toji stands up tall turning his view back to her and cups her cheek as a low arousing growl exits him. He smirks to that answer because he absolutely loved taking her that way and is reinforced by the fact that she's not hurt from it. Leaning down into her face he whispers, "Then I'll have to do it more often doll."
He presses his lips against hers, licking his own since her blood still lightly layered them from Gojo's kiss before, where he thinks to her, 'I'll love you every way possible from now on.', and smirks when Elska pleasantly whimpers as he breaks their conjoining lips, "But for now…", he turns to Choso, "Let's go search for some candles."
Elska, now hot and bothered all over again frowns when Toji's mass leaves her. She gets that he's just looking out for her but she really cannot seem to get enough of them. When she begins following the two of them out of the room, Toji stops her and says, "Go clean up, doll. We'll take care of this of this part." She pretends to pout but quickly smiles and agrees to do so as Choso guides a few of Gojo's glowing orbs into the bathroom. "Thank you.", she offers as they leave the room.
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Gojo is hiding in the closet, purposefully waiting for Naoya to enter it, hoping he will anyways.
He's fully discovered that he can now mask his incredible presence with ease after startling Toji, which was never possible before being turned. He's enthusiastic about this, about the unfathomable amount of power he now possesses especially when he was already untouchable before.
The world is his playground.
Through the sliver of the doorway though, Satoru studies Naoya rushing back and forth to gather things while humming and if he's being honest, it actually warms Gojo to see his friend so happy.
There's a knock on the door though to which Naoya snarls frustratingly and snaps, "I am not here right now, please leave a message after the beep!"
The blonde waits for a moment and becomes satisfied when the knocking ceases and mumbles, "I am getting back to my baby damn it!" He looks over the pile of neatly folded clothes of his own and taps his foot while eyeing the rest of the room. Naoya still plans on grabbing Elska some of her wardrobe but is mentally sifting through the list he had in his mind first.
'This is beginning to get boring!', Gojo thinks to himself as he stretches and sits on a small wooden storage trunk in the closet, 'how long do I have to wait!?' Gojo looks down between his feet, losing interest.
"Ohh?! What do we have heeeere?"
The second to top drawer is ajar and the light from the room hits it perfectly to reveal what it contains.
Gojo grins widely as he's pulling out all of the panties, stuffing a few in his pocket, 'More future good luck charms!', he surmises while reaching his fingers deeply inside of his right one to feel the old lace pair from before. He rubs the underwear between the pads of his digits and recalls the evening when Elska gave them her arousing magic. Albeit, heavily tuned into what he's doing, Satoru hears the bedroom door open and becomes curious to eaves drop on the conversation after he hears Naoya's nervous gasp. He takes a peek.
"W-what are you doing here?!", Naoya, with wide eyes, stampedes towards the door that shows a Zenin maid, "I told you that you shouldn't interfere!"
Rini instantly tears up, "But Master Naoya…", and sniffles, "That woman is no good, how can you not see that?! She is going to ruin EVERYTHING for you!"
Gojo's eyes instantly light up the closet; his fury for that little bitch slandering his love severing his patience.
'Who the fuck is she? And why does she have that opinion? Is Naoya…', he cracks his neck, and whispers, "…he better not be fucking around on my love."
Naoya's left eye twitches, "Have you spoken to Peaches, Rini?" He ducks his head down when she nods yes and full-on sobs into her hands. He hates this situation and completely regrets ever having tormented the girl before but can do nothing but watch and panic as multiple ominous outcomes fester his mind.
"You're trying to get rid of me! After all we've done! You want to throw me away!"
Gojo patiently waits to see how the Zenin handles this because the blonde's next move determines everything. In no way shape or form will Satoru stand for this.
Rini jumps in place and in a rage, screams, "I WILL KILL HER FOR TAKING YOU. SHE DOESN'T DESERVE YOU!"
Satoru has heard enough. Its all too clear to him that something fishy is going on here but he's muddled by this.
'Naoya absolutely loves Elska…', echoes his brain confusingly because he truly can't see the Zenin running around on her. This little maid though? Oh, she has made his shit list.
The very threat she exuded is enough for Satoru to want to flatten her skull and he could obviously do it with ease; Naoya won't even have to get his hands dirty. As he's preparing to barge into the open however, there's a loud smacking sound which takes Gojo out of his thoughts. He quickly rushes his face to the sliver where his eyes widen when he perceives that it was Naoya who slapped her.
"MAKE NO MISTAKE RINI, SHE WILL BE THE ONE TO KILL YOU. THAT IS MY PRINCESS YOU ARE SPEAKING OF BUT YOU NO LONGER HAVE THE RIGHT TO SO MUCH AS THINK HER NAME.", Naoya then turns away from her and wishes to leave it at that but as he's stepping away, he feels a sharp pain in his back.
"Oh helllllll no...this bitch is DEAD.", Gojo launches out of the closet, breaking the door off of one of its hinges as he beelines for the stunned girl who drops the bloodied blade with shaky hands.
"You're not a very bright one, are you?", Satoru taunts as he lifts the girl up off of the floor by her throat.
"I am going to ask a rhetorical question now, cunt.", he continues squeezing Rini's neck, "Thought I'd explain since you're clearly fucking stupid but whooo the fuck do you think you are?!"
Satoru adores how frightful her eyes are and the attempts she makes to claw at his arm; he appreciates the way her feet frantically swing in the air in a desperate attempt to ground. "Do you know who I am?", he asks wickedly and smiles when its clear that she does.
Naoya pushes his upper body off of the floor and takes notice of the blood pooling around him. He's a little dazed and has no idea when Gojo showed up but when his blurry eyes meet the scene that's unfolding, he urges, "Oh fuck...Gojo please! Let her go!"
Satoru squeezes tighter, "This audacious tart is going to get you in some deep shit, little Naoya…"
The Zenin stands himself, swaying from light-headedness ultimately failing and falling back down, "I'm trying to make her leave the estate. Don't fucking kill her asshole, you already obliterated some of her family! It's not as simple as it seems!"
"Hmph.", Gojo pulls the girl in close and seethes, "If I ever hear of you bothering him or my love again, I will break every single bone in your body before skinning you, boiling the parts of your flesh you don't need and will feed it to your surviving family, ending your pathetic fucking life. Do not test my affinity to torture."
After this, he roughly throws Rini into the wall and spits near her feet as she fights to stay conscious. His eyes then dart to Naoya who's clearly bewildered and disoriented but this only adds to Gojo's resentment. Using his teleportation, Gojo reappears next to Rini where he squats down and shares, "Kinda feel like you got off too easy…", and snatches her mandible before engaging and aggressive, singular tug, unhinging her jaw, "Say something about my love again now, will you?", but he's only met with screams.
"GOOOJOOO!", Naoya roars with instinctive fear as he watches the Silver Shaman loom over Rini, "STOP!"
Satoru wants to injure the girl more but decides she'll have her day, lazily relaying, "Fiiiine.", before landing a quirky looking chop to the girls neck, knocking her out.
Naoya shudders to what he just witnessed but considering Gojo of all people gave him the benefit of the doubt, this was the best possible outcome but before he can count blessings, he's knocked to his back by Gojo, "HEY!"
Straddling the injured Zenin, Gojo narrows his eyes and explains, "She fucking stabbed you, moron.", and bites into his own wrist to give Naoya blood to drink. "It doesn't seem fatal but it would have been if she were experienced. It looks like your ribs saved you, buddy."
Naoya is beside himself when he sees the large knife on the floor stained with proof. He spends a few moments completely distraught by the betrayal until Gojo's warm blood drips before his face, knowing that he needs to feed now. He reluctantly grasps the silver shaman's hand and takes in that horribly venomous taste that comprises of Gojo.
Rini lifts her head to see how Naoya's eyes glow a bright red which leads her to scream. She doesn't understand why they're doing this or anything else that has become of her life and even tries to formulate "What did she do to you!???", but her jaw sways flaccidly as she cries out only stopping and freezing when the pair looks over to her.
Gojo snarls, "My love saved his fucking life.", wishing he could just do away with this new female burden. The chick also doesn't seem to comprehend how but he doesn't care to explain. Swiveling his head to see Naoya, he aggravatingly asks, "Tell me you have not had a side piece this entire time. How could you want anyone else but my love?!"
Naoya yanks his head away to defend himself. After wiping his mouth, he retorts, "I WOULD NEVER!", but dulls his eyes when he explains, "She's someone that I used to sleep with in the past…"
Gojo's expression forms into something similar to an "ah ha!" moment, whispering, "Oohhh so the maid rumors were actually true?! You bullied the help for sexual favors?!", and giggles to himself, quite amused.
Rini grimaces to the simple definition of her existence and attempts yelling, "YOU USED ME!", with tears flow down and transparently mask the large scar adorning her left cheek.
Gojo reviews the pain on his friend's face and stands, allowing Naoya to gain footing as well.
"Does my love know about her?", he asks with inquisitive eyes. Naoya didn't need to answer though, the guilt he wears is profoundly evident which brings Satoru to say, "This could get pretty bad, we should deal with it now." Knowing that Naoya would disagree, Gojo gives zero indication prior to releasing another attack on the girl.
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Suguru manifests back into the small room everyone once was in but finds that he's alone now.
"Where did they go?", he quietly questions as he leaves to explore the building.
He hates how nice everything is beginning to look because he knows Naoya will be praised by Elska for it. He passes some of the men but they don't really pay him any mind as they're all gathered and having a good time at this point.
"Stupid dick.", he scoffs as the wonderful aroma of Naoya's choice lavender leaks into the air. With a raised brow, Getou follows the scent to a door and rests his ear against it and faintly hears that someone is taking a shower. Opening the door, he expected to see the other turned in the bedroom but finds that it's empty as well. A whispered, "Shit!", comes from the bathroom though and he recognizes that it's Elska's voice so he walks towards it and peeks in. His eyes glue to her body through the clear sliding glass door that's quickly steaming. Sighing, he wonders if this isn't another perfect opportunity.
Elska hisses as the warm water runs down the little cut on her ankle that she received while shaving. She's become so fearsome and resilient yet this tiny nick stings horribly at first. When she postures herself upright again though, that becomes the last thing on her mind as a hand reaches over her mouth to steal her voice. With haste, she bites the palm before her but loses her malice when she hears Suguru moan and understands that he took off his clothes and traveled behind her in leu of opening the sliding door.
She slowly removes her fangs from his skin but Getou keeps his hand over her mouth as he whispers into her ear, "Mind if I join?"
He bites his lip when she nods no and slides his other hand down to her hip where he pulls her rear against his hardened flesh. While caressing her with it, he adds, "Everyone has a limit to their patience, little one. I would stand by but how could you expect me to when your wet, bare and alone?"
Elska stands there without any resistance and lifts her chin upwards when his large hand slinks lower to rub her clitoris. She tries to turn around after a bit but Suguru isn't having that so she remains in this prey position as he toys with her. She hasn't any complaints and can sense through his energy that he's on a mission.
Even with the running water he's able to distinguish the arousal gathering between her legs. She doesn't fight him at all but rather seems to be welcoming this and that makes him sigh loudly, along with the small noises she makes to his ministrations.
"I rarely have time alone with you, I think this should help make up for that however…", he taunts as he removes his hand and motions them backwards until he feels the built-in bench behind him. Switching their stances, he gently sits Elska down on it and drops to his knees while the stream begins to soak him. Their eyes meet for a moment, both illuminating the dimly lit area as he pries her legs apart and yanks her hips closer to the edge of the bench.
Elska whimpers to his glare as he skillfully inserts two fingers. His mouth parts open in response to her slickness and it makes her undoubtedly wetter. He starts off with shallow movements but when he raises his head to be aligned with hers, he locks their lips and steals the sounds that result from him pushing them all the way in.
"My seductive Titer…", she mewls into him with a furrowed brow.
"Mmmm…", he hums while pecking her cheek, "That means I should succeed then, right?"
His tone is condescending but she gathers that he's in a mood. Curling his fingers now, he pistons them into her while she sits there and moans.
"Fuck…", he groans to feeling how needy she is, the way her walls clamp around his fingers, "You're such a bad girl Elska. I will have to make good on your punishment." His teeth peer through in a grin when she clearly revels in his words. 'She really does like that, doesn't she?', he asks himself, hoping that thought was private. While still motioning through her, he dips he head down and latches his lips to her clitoris, demonstrating why she shouldn't push him aside.
The moment he began suckling, her back arched against the hard stone seat and wall. He's definitely a master of oral, there's not been any doubt about that in her mind since the first time he did this to her. None of her turned are actually bad in bed, even Choso knows how to put it down but there's something about every move that Suguru's making right now. It's like every single lick or maneuver is speaking to his absolute lust for her, a new language that she's hoping to learn. She didn't even realize that she'd since tangled her hand into his sopping wet hair, holding him there as if he was trying to escape.
Getou is vitalized by her gesture and plans to make her literally cry in pleasure. He glances up to see that she's certainly receiving his lapping well and can't wait to stuff her mouth with his length. He lied before though, he's patient enough still and plans to secretly display that by working his tongue until she has an orgasm.
"Flowers", he mutters into her, planting kisses along her labia and purposefully nudging her swollen bud with his nose in the process. Her hips start twitching and he cackles with the knowledge of her sensitivity, how she's dying for him to continue. "Fall for me little one…", his now famous words to her, "Fall for me."
Elska is adoring yet also becoming agitated by his teasing, "You wouldn't be here if I hadn't.", is all she says in her randomly low tone. "We're bonded Suguru…", gripping into his hair now she tries to influence his proceeding but she's met with defiant eyes.
"Oh, you have then? This is good news.", he titters while playing with her breasts, content with how badly she wants him. "Would you mind proving this to me? It's not that I don't believe you, I am just a man of facts." She looks confused for a second but then a glint appears in her eyes that riles him up even further. He tells her, "Tsk, tsk", as he stands up and grabs her jaw while slowly tapping her cheek with his erection. He can't even stomach how appetizing she appears right now, there's no getting around how this is going far better than planned.
When she opens her mouth, keeping eye contact, he slowly pushes his length down her throat and stabilizes her head so he can thrust. She gags immediately but this only adds to his enjoyment, hers as well. It only takes seconds before he throws his head back and groans to the lewd noises come from her as he assaults her throat. "My devious little master…".
Elska places her hands on his thighs to help support herself but can't help but think about how even though he's definitely changed into a better man over time, there's still a hint of darkness that resides in his heart. She doesn't mind this at all though, she actually yearns for it and displays this as she allows him to do what he wants.
He pulls out of her mouth and strokes himself in a manner that makes his sack completely reachable. Suguru bites his lips once more as she instantly sent her tongue and tongue down, praising, "That's right little one, suck on them.", which she does.
He peers down to watch her submissively give herself over to him and it washes away most of his disdain like her sensuality is a cleansing medicine. She keeps it up for quite a while too which in turn now makes him anxious for penetration but he fills her throat a few more times.
"Come here.", he demands as he pulls her up to crash his lips into hers momentarily. It doesn't last though because he's now spinning her around to make her sit on her knees on top of the bench. "You love being manhandled, that much is clear now so I will have my way with you."
He presses the side of Elska's face into the wall and guides his girth to rub into her slit, spreading her slick over both holes. She whines salaciously and looks up at him from the eye he can see and studies her as he sinks his tip through her folds. He still doesn't know where her other turned went but he's determined to not be interrupted so when she cries out to his movements, he covers her mouth again, muffling her lovely voice.
Elska is not completely shocked by his mannerisms but loves them all the same.
'Fuck me Suguru.', she thinks to him since vocalizing her wants weren't an option. She knows he heard her because he's now barreling his hips into her, compressing her against the wall. She really has had a lot of sex today but its as if its never enough, these men…hermen are so intoxicating that its as if she's addicted. Her skin slips against the condensation gathered on the tile but Suguru is quick to be mindful of this and supports her vigilantly even as he pretends to not care. It makes her smile.
"How did he do it little one? Tell me…how did Naoya impregnate you?"
His ears ring to her beautiful whimpers that are trapped in her throat, his eyes glossing over to the visual of his shaft soaring in and out. She doesn't say or think anything to him though so he rephrases, "I was supposed to be the one to do that, not him! Not fucking Naoya!"
His own irritation over speaking the Zenin's name drowns him into a sort of frenzy. Through his teeth he hisses to the warmth building within and presses down on her harder while ramming her more into the wall.
'He…we fed off e-each other at the same time', her voice crosses his brain and he grins wickedly to having that knowledge. In a maniacal attempt to make his claim reality, he bites into her neck but does not feed. Instead, he sucks the area harshly.
'I'm…I'm going to cum…Suguru…I'm going to…', but Getou smacks her ass twice before using that hand to wrap underneath her chin to pull her head back. Once he can see her eyes from above, he stares into them while contorting her body into a crescent moon so he can watch her expression as she experiences her high. Her fluttering walls drive him mad, her half lidded and flustered eyes bringing him to the brink of his own existence, that slight scent lingering from her pores. He slams into her one good time and remains deep within her as she recovers from his actions but he tells her in all seriousness, "I will keep up appearances in front of the others but do not misunderstand little one, you will be mine."
Elska isn't sure what Suguru means by that but it sends an eerie chill through her, though its tantalizing all the same. The way he uses his body to enact this jealous fit causes her to pheromones to erupt through the air. His pace only becomes more vigorous as he huffs up the scent, her eyes rolling back as a result of his taming ways. She hears him grunting, moaning, gasping, bringing her to a point of complete malleability; she is his in this moment. Getou's forceful grip keeps her bent in this awkward position but that fine because she loves how he evilly glares from above. Those narrow, dark eyes boring holes into her existence and causing her to be thankful for his being left out before, though its not like they haven't already experienced each other today.
He's now lifting her up again but pressuring her to get on her knees to finish the job. She wastes no time in swallowing him down, thoroughly invigorated by his dark demeanor. He bucks his hips so feverishly that she almost swears this is the old Getou; he seems much gentler now in theory but she's learned tonight that he and Gojo are more similar than she realized previously. Another thing that she's more than okay with.
"Just like that…", he breathlessly says while she relaxes her jaw to take him however he pleases. He surprised when he feels her hand fondling his sack but lets her know that he's in heaven with his increasing moans. A door shuts nearby though and he tenses up when he senses Toji and Choso. Toji knocks on the door and asks if she's okay so Getou yanks himself out of her mouth and advises her to respond normally.
"I'm f-fine!", she chirps, not liking that she just hid what was happening from her beloved. She likes to play around but she's a little unnerved with how secretive Suguru is being.
"Alright, just checking. We found some candles so we're going to light them around the place, take your time doll."
Once Suguru is sure that Toji has walked away from the door, he narrows his eyes and sticks his length back into her mouth. "I'm almost there little one…", he assures as her eyes water to the stretching, "Keep being good for me…"
He wanted to enter every orifice of hers again but is coming to terms with how the excitement from this exchange is bringing him to his end. He looks down to her, holding her head in place over his length and groans to her convulsing body and how she chokes. "I bet you do this for littleNaoya all the time…", his words once again filled with hatred, "Perhaps I need to fuck you in front of him."
A few more good pumps down her throat and he's spilling his contents into her with angels singing in his mind as this was one of his favorite sexual encounters with her to date. He could really get used to this too, being the only man to have her in such a way but there's an odd sense of guilt hovering over him right now though; he kind of feels badly for the way he treated her once his seed has spilled.
Elska wipes her mouth and heaves in some air, trying to grasp her ability to breathe regularly again and finds that she's at odds with this too. She has no particular complaint with this weird tryst other than the fact that it seems like he's going to keep doing it behind the others' back, which isn't really necessary. Concerned, she's made to ask, "They don't hate you Suguru…why are you acting so strangely about this?", but before she's met with an answer, he pulls her up to her feet by the wrists and lovingly embraces her.
"I'm so sorry, I know that was a little insane of me…", he switches their position again so that she can bask in the warm water, after having realized her goosebumps, "But I guess I have a few kinks myself...", he quietly admits before kissing her deeply as if to show his remorse.
Suguru knows they don't all hate him but he'd be lying if he said he truly felt like he is part of the pack. He doesn't know if he ever will feel that though his turned nature compels him to have affection to a degree for them as well. He thinks about Genghis disappearing again and wonders on that topic as uncertainties now cloud his mind, "I should probably get out of here but I'll be right back. I'll say I took a stroll in the storm."
Elska opens her mouth to tell him that he doesn't need to go to such lengths but before she can, he's stepping out of the shower to dry his body before donning his robes. He shuts the glass door but smiles and presses his lips to it as if to kiss her through it. Seconds later, he's gone.
"Why is he doing that? He doesn't have to leave!", she mutters with odd frustration. Standing under the cooling water, she puts her hands to her face and contemplates on how that just occurred like so.
"Something is really bothering him…", she tells herself out loud, "…I have to be a better woman to my turned.", thinking that it could possibly be her lack of attentiveness. She turns the nobs, shutting the water off and steps out of the area to reach for a towel, suddenly wondering, "Do I have too many?! Are they all threatened by each other to some level?!", she asks no one as she wipes the steaming mirror.
She perceives, even through the droplet infested reflection that at some point, Suguru left a large hickey on her neck and his words, "You will be mine", replay in her head and brings the heat back to her face. She can't deny that his domineering aura melted her sensibilities but she must also acknowledge that he meant what he said. Rubbing her arms now, she shivers and proceeds to dry the rest of her body off. 'He can't mean that…if I were his then what becomes of the rest of my turned?', hoping dearly that she's reading too much into it.
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"What in God's name are you doing Satoru?!", Peaches was able to dispel most of the attack aimed at Rini with his voice since it wasn't a heavily infused one but now, he's simply perplexed at why she was his target to begin with and laments to her new wounds.
Naoya sits up, rubbing his back and almost reaching the spot where he was injured, "Tch. What a fucking disaster!"
Gojo walks over to Peaches with irate, glowing eyes, "She fucking stabbed him! I was protecting Naoya for the record."
Peaches's mouth falls open in shock but he collects himself and asks, "Master Naoya, is this true?! Are you alright?!"
Rini cowers into her uniform, ashamed and afraid of the consequences. She doesn't know how she's going to get out of this as her bringing the weapon proved intent to harm, "I-I-I just…", but she silences upon seeing red hue in Naoya's eyes.
'He truly is a monster now...'
She's heard the rumors of his changing into something new but they were so fantastical that she wrote them off as fabricated tales. 'Elska did this to him. I know she did…', her heart raging with a fury unlike anything she's ever felt before as Oda comes to her mind.
Gojo fakes a lunge at her and laughs when she screams in fear, "Not even worth my time…", he seethes, making himself behave as he truly feels the exact opposite. If he could have his way, she'd already be a stain on the wall, dripping and fading away from this world. He doesn't understand Naoya's reaction who seems to frown upon his bullying tactics, making him question, 'What the fuck is up with him and this girl?'
Peaches scornfully gathers Rini to her feet, glowering at Gojo for his inhumane tendencies, iterating, "I will proceed with what we spoke about Master Naoya, I will see to it all immediately.", as he walks the young. broken woman out of the room.
Brushing off his shoulders and cursing under his breath, Naoya walks to the closets and selects yet another robe that isn't ruined. He struggles removing the set from between the others, "God DAMN IT!", and falls into a fit of sorts, although it was a transient outburst. The robe dangles, the hook of the hanger being caught in the sleeve of another but all Naoya can do about it is back into the wall and slide down slowly until he's sinking into silence.
"Anything you want to talk about?", Gojo asks genuinely as he walks into the doorway of the closet, not used to seeing Naoya like this.
Naoya barks, "No and I already told you there's nothing going on between her and I!", but tones it down when he sees the nearly sympathetic look on the silver shaman's face.
Gojo squats down perpendicular to his friend and offers, "For what it's worth, I believe you.", but is met with a distrustful gaze, "I'm serious Naoya, I know how much you care about Elska. I can't imagine you would betray her like that. That chick is fucking trouble though, fuck her. If she stabbed you? Who she claims to care about...what do you think she'll want to do to my love?"
Naoya laments into a sigh, "I know…but I don't want her dead."
He carefully throws his head back into the wall, feeling weighed down. Gojo walks pass him and starts pulling the set of robes and other clothes which throws Naoya for another loop as he's still stunned by the caring actions Satoru can be capable of, thinking he can share, "I'm giving her and her surviving family money to leave. They'll never have to work again and I can avoid Elska attacking her."
"Yeah, maybe.", Gojo layers the clothes over his arm and then walks out of the closet to put them on the bed. If it comes up with Elska, he already plans to defend Naoya but he is also ready to side with her if she decides to handle this Rini girl; there's no way around it. As he makes his way back into the closet, he studies the single tear that rolls down the blonde's cheek and quickly raises his tone, "Hey, it'll be okay…let's get everything and go back, yeah?"
Naoya wipes his face but stands while inhaling a large breath, "I wanted to bring her some things too…", he mumbles as he leaves his closet to go into Elska's. His heart is infected with sadness. "I don't even know why Rini is acting this way…", the mention of her name makes him try to reach towards spot where the knife was driven into him, "It's not like I ever treated her well."
Gojo follows him into the wardrobe and decides its time to cheer up. Being his usual, odd self, he jumps to the spot right next to Naoya and says, "You're way too good at picking out female clothes. It's not like you were ever known for charming a woman so how did you gain this expertise?", lightly chuckling to the playful scoff earned.
Naoya reaches for a few casual dresses, "I was raised to always leave others believing I had it all. Looking the part is almost half of it. You learn the do's and dont's quickly when you receive lashings for not appearing well put together."
Gojo's eyes soften, somehow having forgotten the cruelty that exists inside of these Zenin walls. He pictures Naoya as a curious kid but always getting into harmless trouble. His mind quickly switches though to an imagined seen of the youthful Zenin bawling his eyes out because of his sin of having personality.
"Hey…", he nudges Naoya, "I know I'm a handful…and that sometimes I try to kill you but I really do like you Naoya. No one will ever hurt you again so long as I'm around, do you understand that?"
The sentimentality washes the shores of Naoya's charred beach, pulling all of the death and debris out to sea where it can maybe be forgotten about. Their eyes lock which is when Gojo tells him, "I fed from my love a little bit ago so I saw the flower."
Naoya's eyes widen as he's unsure of what to anticipate next and spills, "I told you it was the truth!", but settles down to contain his excitement.
Gojo lays his hand on Naoya's shoulder, "You did…you did…", and shrugs, "I was pissed initially but just know that I will protect your child too."
Naoya is sure he heard that wrong but when he views Gojo, he's able to read the veracity. He doesn't really know what to say but is relieved to hear of this acceptance and blankly offers, "T-thank you Gojo, that makes me feel a little better because even if they get through me, you'll fuck them up for sure."
He glances around the closet and becomes satisfied with what he's planning to bring back, "Alright I think I'm done. Now pleeeease, get me the fuck out of here."
Gojo perks up, "Of course, Master Naoya.", he jests and then laughs when Naoya's face scrunches up.
"UGHH! You're going to ruin that for me! Don't say that ever again though.", Naoya cackles under his breath as he makes his way back to the bed.
Gojo follows and jests, "But you're my guy!"
With unamused eyes, Naoya stares while picking everything up, "Bro. I am not your guy!"
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Elska walks out of the bathroom and blushes when Toji's eyes follow her as she reconnoiters the dressers with her name engraved into it. His gaze is incredibly intense and usually she'd turn into putty but there's an underlying wave of culpability that keeps her right-minded. She feels like she just cheated on him and the others and is not a fan of the sensation.
Toji, noticing her novel reaction stands from the corner of the bed and walks up behind her, "What's wrong doll?"
His warm, bare chest soothes the skin of her back and shoulders, all that is exposed and not covered by the towel. She wants to tell him what just happened with Suguru but she's also still reeling from it herself.
'What if things get out of hand because I mention it?', she worries internally until Toji's strong arms wrap around her.
"It's nothing my beloved, I'm just tired.", but squeals unexpectedly when he hoists her off of the ground and carries her to the humongous bed.
After laying her down, Toji crawls over top her and simply kisses the visible areas of her chest. She giggles and squirms a bit but it all brings a smile to his face as he loves it when she's happy. After trailing his lips to her collar bone, up the side of her neck and then across her cheek, he hones into her eyes with his own. He notices the hickey but assumes that maybe he did that himself earlier.
"Did you know that you're the prettiest doll there ever was?"
Elska engulfs his head and neck with her arms and pulls him down to lay on her, "Did you know that you're mybeloved?"
The words seem to soothe him and his husky voice hums to being admired but he suddenly rolls away and untucks the sheets from the pillows, peeling a large section back.
"Toji!", she calls out, "I would've gotten under them by myself!", giggling again since he lifted her up and moved them both under the soft, cool fabric. She unravels the towel from around her and throws it to the side and he mischievously chuckles to her nudity. She studies him as he shimmies his pants and briefs off from under the covers, "You are too handsome for your own good.", she slyly states with a devious hint.
"But I like moving you around, you're small enough compared to me.", he states before leaning in for a kiss. After they settle, her head on his chest and an arm draping over his form, his hand casually plays with strands of her wet hair as they lay there in comfortable silence. Toji leans his face over to press a kiss into the top of her head.
"I love you."
Elska rubs his chest but then perches up with her arms to see him, "I love you too.", and moans pleasantly when he secures her body once more. She snuggles back into him, feeling safe in his hold, "The candles; it looks like you're trying to set the mood."
Toji gives a single but true burst of laughter, "What can I say? I'm romantic as hell."
They both titter to this and it traps him in the moment of their solitude. Of course he wants to invade her again but he's adamant about giving her a break so he fights these urges and decides to treat her like the precious person she is.
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Choso takes a moment to go see Itadori again, still pretty worried about how he's been acting lately so he creates a portal to the other building, not wanting to get soaked from the storm during this process. When he arrives to Itadori's room though, he learns that its empty and cheerfully thinks, 'Good! He's at least up and moving around again!'
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Shoko has since changed into something less revealing and even gave Hiromi some of Nanami's clothes so he wouldn't remain damp. She's a nervous wreck though. Kento is still out cold but his energy spikes in intervals that increase in frequency which causes her to feel like they're running out of time. She pulls out her phone again, "Elska's not responding!", the urgency in her voice prevalent for all to hear.
Hiromi, who sits at the foot of the bed where Nanami slumbers, grossly suggests, "Trust me, that girl has been busy."
Itadori chimes after kissing Nobara's hand, "If you want, I'll run over there. I'm really fast so I think I'll be fine." but suddenly, an enormous amount of Choso's energy condenses in the room but only Hiromi becomes defensive from the flowing air, not being familiar with this technique.
"Yuuji! I've been looking for you!", Choso exits the portal with his blackened eyes, "Are you feeling better now?"
Itadori blushes as he recalls exactly why he was being so weird and lies, "Yeah, I'm good!", where he immediately receives an affectionate bear hug from the being that warms his heart.
"Get off of my man!", Nobara playfully chirps, not at all meaning it, "It's nice to see you Choso, I feel like it's been forever!"
The being gives her a sweet smile and takes in how she's wearing clothes that are too big, which is unlike her. After scanning the shirt, he recognizes that it's his brother's and innocently states, "You look very cute in Yuuji's clothes! Very sexy!"
Hiromi, who doesn't trust the hybrid as far as he can throw him stands up tensely as if Choso was trying to make a move on the junior shaman. Choso seemed to notice this too and sent a menacing glare back in response.
'Is he…really a good guy?', Hiromi can't tell because there's something incredibly ominous about him and the expression he just received completely backs that.
"Choso I really need to speak with Elska. I don't know what to do about Kento and I think he's going to wake up soon!', hating the words leaving her mouth because she knows that Nanami is likely going to have to bond with Elska.
Choso walks over to the bed and examines Nanami, "I think you're right. We need to do something.", but his face droops as he wholeheartedly understands that neither Shoko nor Elska want this.
He would suggest that perhaps Nanami could get away with not bonding with Elska but he also knows that Nanami, while reserved, is also strong enough to cause a frenzy if they were to keep him away from her.
The day in the forest still shakes his core and though Gojo is on a different level, Choso knows first hand what the frenzy is capable of making someone do. He turns to Ieiri, "I'll be right back okay?", but he's met with the proposal that they should all go together.
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Elska was drifting off until she heard her prince's voice yell, "BAAAABYYY!!!", through the halls. Snickering to Toji's annoyance, she leans up and kisses his cheek before their peace is ultimately butchered, yelling, "In here my prince!"
Naoya plummets through the door with his arms loaded up with various things, Gojo right behind him.
"UGH! Being the head of the clan is so fucking stressful!", he exacerbates while laying the items along the dresser. He sees Toji and her cuddling and decides to join so he's quickly dashing over to the other side of her and throws his arms into the mix.
"Damn it, boy!", Toji huffs as he feels Naoya's hands all over himself too, "Stop caressing me!"
Gojo stands a few feet away and chuckles to what he sees, 'My real family', crossing his mind which compels him to pile on as well.
"GOJO DON'T YOU DAR-….", but Toji's words come to late.
He's soon suffering the weight of the silver shaman since Satoru decided to run and jump on top of her with very little regard for himself or Naoya. He doubles over to the side because once Gojo landed to smother her, the silver shaman's knee crushed his groin.
"I…am…going to…beat the…SHIT out of you!"
"Big guy! I'm sorry!", Gojo apologizes but decides to stoke the fire out of pure amusement and reaches around Toji's waist to rub what's been injured.
Elska's eyes widen as Toji's energy circulates out of him in a complete rage and she's soon snatched from the bed by Naoya who whispers, "Oh shit, Gojo's done it now…"
"DON'T TOUCH MY DICK GOJO WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?", Toji's skin crawls as he thinks of how Satoru completely grabbed and squeezed his length through the sheets, "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"
Gojo giggles and warps out of reach, "I thought we were close!"
Suguru travels to the room but immediately has to evade a collision as Gojo rushes past him with Toji closely behind. All he hears is, "But your dick is nice!", which fowls Getou's mood since he now understands that Satoru did something weird again.
"What are you doing here?", Naoya's glowing eyes narrow to the Titer as he holds his princess even closer.
"Fuck off, Zenin.", is all Getou retorts with as his eyes meet Elska's. He wishes with all of his might that she would leave Naoya's arms and run to him but he's not so diluted to think it would actually happen.
"Okay you two, we need to talk.", Elska steps away from her prince and points to the bed where she obviously is directing them to sit.
They're obstinate at first but she warns that she can make them listen if she has to, which ultimately convinces them to willingly participate. She begins talking to them about not fighting but can't ignore how both of them are clearly more interested in her bareness. Using this to her advantage, she asks them to sit closer.
"Tch. Baby I love you but I'm not doing that. I'll catch Getou's retardation.", Naoya scoffs and folds his arms but ends up rancorously growling when Getou heeds her words and scoots closer, causing Naoya to bark, "Kiss ass…"
Elska calls for her wings, snuffing out a few candles but takes a deep breath when they form.
"I need you two to stop this quarreling before something bad happens. My turned should NOT be fighting. I don't believe it's natural at all…", and with this being said she straddles them both, Suguru's left thigh and Naoya's right.
Hovering in the middle between them she whispers, "I'm going to make you two play nice with each other…"