At the first suggestion of Naoya's moans, Suguru uncomfortably shifts in his seat. He's hoping to distract his mind by focusing on anything in the room that would remotely steal his attention. When Elska's voice is heard in unison with the Zenin, he can't help but release a small sigh, 'Is he feeling what I felt before?' Suguru can only speculate with annoyance, dreading the fact that she feeds from Naoya often.
Toji is back to staring at Sain as everyone in the room stands by their seats, still caught up by Naoya producing his wings. When the tall Titer's grey eyes meet his own, he gives the man in yellow a small devilish smirk but finds intimidating him wasn't going to be as easy at he thought. 'He seems rightfully cautious but doesn't even flinch…', Toji thinks while they have a visual standoff.
"Ba-mmmmm…Baby…", Naoya is struggling to let Elska know that he's calmed down, still feeling wonderfully liquefied from her feast. He can't even help it, the sensation she gives him as she pulls has left hard evidence in its wake. He deeply groans to the relaxing way she breathes through her nose, placing his hands on the back of her head and waist. "Princess…", he gasps suddenly when it continues to feel good, shutting his eyes until she shortly reaches up to close the wounds.
Elska goes to lean her body back upright, coincidentally sitting on Naoya's lap to do so. As soon as her bottom is resting against his pelvis, she can feel that he got a little excited from her bite and wide eyes him as they sit alone with this information yet are surrounded by others. She was already doing her best to repress her pheromones but experiences the billowing of pressure in her chest and freezes in place in an attempt to quell the storm. 'Why does he have to this effect on me still!?', the inconvenience of her prince's ability to raise her arousal poking into her.
"Love? Is he your new seat or something?", Gojo asks with irritation. When she turns her head to look at him though, the flustered expression she wears has him standing stiffly. "Seriously?!", he quickly asks, knowing what her tell tale signs are, "Can you get up? Do you need help?"
Elska is taking monitored deep breaths, being afraid to move until the pheromones start dissipating. She nods to Gojo, not meaning it in connection to his questions but as a gesture to inform him that she just needs a minute. She feels Satoru bend down beside her though, his murky eyes telling her of his impatience so she decides to try. As soon as she shifts her weight to stand, Naoya's hands firmly hold her hips back in place.
Naoya anxiously mumbles under his breath, "Baby…I have a boner…if you get up everyone will see!", hoping he wasn't as loud as his paranoia indicates. He smiles awkwardly while feeling her raised temperature and says more clearly for everyone to hear, "Oh Gojo, don't get jealous, we sit like this all the time!", but is met with the silver shaman's unimpressed glare.
Genghis exhales and slumps into his seat, tugging on Getou's arm to do the same. "This is the most dysfunctional meeting I've ever lived through…", he says into his hands. "Sain, will you see to Amnessia being healed?", he raises his hand in lieu of thanks when the Titer walks over to the woman and picks her up. Before he leaves with her though, Genghis in a much quieter volume adds, "…And check to see how Sachiko is doing will you?" Nothing is said in return but Genghis knows that Sain will do as asked.
Toji's gaze now shifts to Suguru. He watches the way Getou runs his fingers through the parts of his hair that are tied back into a bun while trying to ignore the shenanigans. 'This must be bothering him…', Toji now brings his eyes to Elska as she stretches the fabric of her golden yukata to immeasurable ends to straddle Naoya. "Doll, why are you still down there?", only now through his peripheral vision can he see Suguru look, eager to understand as well.
Gojo flicks Naoya in the ear with all of his might, "Because Zenin here has a raging hard-on that he doesn't want to share with the rest of us." When Naoya yelps to the second flick, Elska and the Zenin fall a few inches when Naoya's wings disappear. Gojo scrunches his face in displeasure and says, "Tell him Toji…"
"You little shit.", Toji chuckles out, gladly embracing this weird halt in the moment as tensions were still pretty high with the discussion of Choso. He can't see Naoya's face but laughs louder when his cousin's hand lifts with a middle finger.
Naoya groans to feeling her warmth on his lap, trying to ignore lewd thoughts it brings him to, "You just HAD TO fucking say it Gojo, didn't you?", embarrassed by how easily he was turned on in this setting. "It's like a fucking instinct you silver twat, I can't help it when she bites me now!", Naoya whines while making a pouty face to Elska.
Finally feeling a little less compressed, Elska giggles to the way Naoya reacts to Gojo's teasing. "My prince, since they all know…can I get up?", she rests her hands on his chest and taps her fingers gently against his golden robes. She feels a pinch on her right butt cheek and jumps in place to find Satoru there with open arms. 'Poor Sati, he's been more covetous than usual.', she thinks while giving him a threatening but playful look.
Suguru is becoming angrier by the minute as he takes in the casual but sensual dynamic the four of them share. 'Is it that? They just share her?", the epiphany disgusts him thoroughly though as he imagines scenarios similar to what he saw recently through his seeing technique. "What the fuck…", he blurts out loud, instantly regretting it as the room becomes even quieter.
"Little one?", Genghis lightly nudges his pupil with concern. He understands this must be difficult now that Suguru has taken a liking to her and sympathizes. He gives a small but reassuring grin as he says internally, 'Just wait Master Suguru, you too will have your time together…', and wishes Getou could hear it.
Sensing Suguru's discontent, Gojo huffs and abruptly stands. He grabs Elska's wrist and lifts her to her feet before dipping her backwards in his arms. She lets out a startled squeal while Naoya launches up to do a 180 and adjust himself. She asks, "Sati?", which makes him genuinely smile. Without words, he ducks down to Elska and kisses her with genuine dramatics. Although he wanted to continue, he keeps it brief as he was incredibly enthusiastic to see the hurt on Getou's face. When his eyes find the Titer, a satisfied sensation washes over him, staring into Suguru with unapologetic supremacy. "My, my…" Gojo taunts, while reveling in the heated glare, "Do we bother you?", ending with an arrogant grin as he slides his hands down Elska's back in perfect view for the Titer to see.
Toji comprehends what Gojo is doing and usually, he'd let this take its course but the possibility of a fight breaking out when they should be discussing what to do forces him to interrupt. "Gojo, quit peacocking like a damn child…", not finishing his sentence as he fights off his own instinctive arousal.
Genghis clears his throat before aggravatingly delivering, "Yes, well, I will just go ahead and say it before we deviate too far off course here…", and motions for everyone to sit back down. He watches Gojo sit in the middle of the couch again and waits for Elska to return to his lap like a starving child about to receive a meal. 'Satoru Gojo's going to be far more trouble than he's worth…', seeping through his thoughts. Once everyone is situated Genghis proceeds with, "The King warned me that he will bring his army to this world in order to enact his wishes."
Elska and Naoya's jaws drop at the same time and are both without words. Elska immediately tenses up as she thinks about having to face who knows how many beings like herself. She darts her eyes to Suguru as if for clarification and is met by a worried expression that shocks her into believing the statement. She takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm under the guilt of being the reason for this presumed destruction when she feels Gojo's lips against the back of her shoulder.
"Love, don't get worked up…we won't let anything bad happen to you…", Satoru states to her with a soothing reassurance in his tone. 'I should've tried harder that day…I should've annihilated that cunt.', he clenches his jaw while in shadow of Elska to hide his disdain to what he feels is a humiliating failure.
"Shit…", Naoya finally manages to comment, "SHIT!" He leans forward and jerks his head towards Toji, Elska and Gojo, "There's only two of us!", he exclaims, wondering how he would expect anyone else to fight beings like them while restricted to the ground.
Sighing, Toji reluctantly chirps out, "Three. There're three now…", and points over to Choso, narrowing his eyes while mentally avoiding the ramifications that situation will surely bring.
"…God damn it…", Naoya leans back into the couch, frustrated about Choso waking up all over again. "Fucki-…three…fine, whatever.", he folds his arms and brings his gaze to Genghis, "How are we going to win this when we're so badly outnumbered?"
Gojo bounces his leg absentmindedly, interested in Genghis's response as he now gathers the Titer must have a plan of some sort by the lack of equal panic. Elska leans back further into him though, causing him to notice the bouncing he was making her endure and settles more comfortably into the couch. Satoru's brain fires off possible situations where he would be able to take out large numbers at once but then it hits him like a brick, "The blood substitutions…", he shares with the others. "That's why you wanted Shoko to make thousands of them…" He sees Naoya's confused face and spills, "They kidnapped Shoko in hopes of being able to make the blood substitute that will act as nourishment for you guys." Narrowing his focus onto Genghis, Gojo suggests, "You want my love to make an army too."
When Naoya sees Genghis affirm this with a nod, he becomes defensive and yells, "NO. FUCK NO.", and grabs Elska's left hand. Disoriented by the cruel idea, he faces her and says, "Baby you can't do that…you know what that means! Toji, how dare you back this?!", and feels his eyes welling up when images of her being swarmed by nameless men crucify his heart. He allows his presence to flow naturally, warning the others that he will not simply complain about this but rather, will take action.
Elska squeezes Naoya's hand in fear and wonders verbally, "Am I going to have to…sleep with them all?", and begins crying by the end of her question feeling shame rot her skin in the form of everyone's prying eyes.
Suguru postures upward when he hears her breaking voice, wishing he could provide her comfort as well as clarity. "No, of course not.", wanting to end the nightmarish things she must be imagining, he quickly adds, "I promise you with everything I am that you will have to do no such thing, Elska…", relief blankets him slightly when he witnesses her take a deep breath of cautioned reprieve.
"Lady Oda, you would have to puncture them and turn them yourself but even the strongest shaman we have in mind are no where near the levels of your current…collection in matter of power. It is because of this, they don't pose as much of a threat as someone of the hybrid's caliber meaning the guaranteed ability to control them isn't even a necessary fail safe." Genghis waits for a moment to see if everyone is still following along, "These mass turned I'm hypothesizing, they will be suited just fine with the substitute. You can feed some of them if you want but they will be able to independently survive away from your nutrients otherwise."
Naoya realizes that he was holding his breath and releases a gust of graciousness, "Oh-my-God-thank-God." He swiftly hugs Elska and quietly laughs down into her ear, relaxing again and feeling weightless in comparison to before after gaining that news.
Gojo calmly but dutifully asks, "And just where are all of these independent turned going to come from? Which shaman?" Suspicion begins calling to him as he considers how good of an idea this is, 'It's flawless actually…', but hides his doubts and growing worries over how much thought Genghis has put into this, 'It's too good. I need to keep an eye on him.'
Toji crosses over his left leg, wanting to just touch Elska and be supportive. She rests her hand on his knee which tells him she understood. "Doll, how do you feel about all of this?", he asks concerned before Genghis could answer anything, "No one is going to force you to do anything, remember that." He now covers her hand with his own, shielding it from the topic.
Genghis grins, "We will have many volunteers across the families. I've already recruited a decent number of Titers and have been working with the Major clans on a truce that would bring us all together for this common cause, our survival."
"Love?", Gojo secures her in his arms further and rests his chin on her right shoulder, "Don't decide anything just yet, we can think about it."
Suguru groans, having been fed up with how clingy Gojo is, "I do believe she is her own person. I don't know why I would expect you to understand this when you're so far up her ass all of the time though." He recomposes himself quickly however, having felt better for at least having said that much.
"Haa...it's funny you say that.", Satoru cocks up his chin, "It's actually whenever I'm up her ass that I feel we're the closest…" Gojo deviously buries his lips back into Elska's shoulder ready to do damage control. 'I am going to be in trouble for that one…', he thinks with squinted but exacting eyes.
Elska catches the anger on Suguru's face before looking to the floor and elbowing Satoru. The heat from her cheeks is undeniable as she tries to detach from the idea that Gojo just gloated about anal in front of everyone. "Sati…what on Earth are you thinking?", she interrogates quietly to the culprit she's sitting on.
Naoya who is unsure of what to say as he was expecting Elska to freak out, remains quiet while eyeing Toji in a way that asks, "DID HE REALLY JUST SAY THAT?" He reads Toji having a different reaction though, the deadpan expression indicates that the beloved man is contemplating on swinging. 'I would literally never speak about our dirty dealings like that!', Naoya tells himself and wheezes to how abhorrent Satoru can be. "Gojo, you dick.", he crossly whispers.
Getou stands after a prolonged uncomfortable silence and addresses Elska solely, "We are arranging beds for everyone. Take your time to process all that was said. We can still train in the meantime." When Gojo and Naoya narrow their eyes to him he smiles kindly and continues, "Oh yes, our training begins in the morning and may prove to be quite imaginative." Suguru can feel the atmosphere dampen as her lovers protectively hover her, "I will do my best so that I can help unravel the damage your past stunt has done. We want her to remember it all. We will have to bare ourselves to each other in order to sync up but be assured, it's a different form of intimacy…", winking to Elska. As if the day hadn't held enough surprises, he barely catches her blushing which fills him with a new confidence. 'How does it feel Satoru Gojo?', he mocks internally.
Elska can sense Gojo's energy shifting as his patience runs thin. In a quick attempt to keep the exchange peaceful she hastily states, "I will be ready when you are.", but soon understands that her response only made Gojo worse. With breath solidifying in her lungs, she worriedly nods to Suguru, only relaxing once its clear that he is indeed excusing himself instead of taking Satoru's bait. As Getou goes to leave, he bats seductive eyes, 'Is he flirting with me?', she ponders alone while watching him exit the room. She giggles to herself over Suguru's demeanor, that of which she wasn't expecting, 'I guess I don't really know who he is though…', but her eyebrows raise to the foreshadowed clue that she would soon enough.
"Right. Give us a few minutes to finalize these arrangements.", Genghis now stands up too and bows, "I will come back for you all momentarily.", then turns to hurry out of the room to catch up with his pupil. 'She loved that!', Genghis thinks with glee, 'Very smooth indeed, little one!'
Once the room is left to just them Naoya asks, "Toji, is that what you were wanting us to listen to? The reason why we're still fucking here?" He knows his mood has been flattened by Suguru's presumptuous behavior but isn't actually wanting to take it out on his cousin. Before the words were left to linger too long he adds, "Sorry for the attitude…that guy, he just….ARGH he pisses me off!" Naoya tugs at his golden robes and scoffs, "If the Zenin could see me now…they'd disown me!"
Toji sighs, "Yea that was the gist of it…", and leans his face into his right hand, "The King is supposed to be a pretty powerful guy and has 200 odd years of experience under his belt." He sluggishly twists his body so he can see Gojo and Naoya both, "If you guys keep trying to go at it with Getou, you'll only be ensuring the King's success. Get it together, alright?" He notices both men are actually listening to him when they depress to his words. "We need everybody we can get if we're going to stop this from happening, you both understand this right?"
Naoya lazily whines, "Yessss…we understand…"
Gojo pats Elska's thigh to signal that he wants to get up. She acknowledges and scoots up his legs until she can find footing. She plans to hug him once he's up too, having become worried about how he's feeling about everything and wanting to remind him that he's still important to her. When he stands though, he beats her to it and embraces her so delicately that she almost doesn't believe its him.
"My love?", he whispers softly to Elska, "Come with me for a moment?" When she questions if they're going somewhere he responds, "Yes but we'll be right back!", and smiles to the approving nod from Toji.
"Just don't take too long or else you won't know where to sleep!", Toji tries to joke, knowing that Gojo probably just needs some alone time; something he can relate to completely. Shortly afterwards, as anticipated, Gojo and Elska are gone. He turns to Naoya who's now brooding and says, "Boy, Gojo needs to be reassured by her, he gets this way sometimes. I think he's stressed out over his history with the Titers as well as everything else. I'm not gonna lie, I'm surprised he hasn't lost his shit already." Naoya doesn't say anything in response but seems less moody over him taking her away, "You'll just have to hang out with an old fart for a bit."
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"Sati, we can't leave everyone there!", Elska looks around and recognizes their room back at the dorms. She sees the evening sky outside of their large window, wishing it would've been daytime as she misses the sun, 'The stars are still beautiful though!'
"We're not love! I just wanted to ask a favor of you.", He begins rummaging through drawers, searching for something specific while Elska enjoys the familiar surroundings and the comfort it brings them both.
She spins in place, never thinking she would miss the campus as much as she has in the short time they've spent at the compound, "A favor, huh? What is it?"
"You'll see!"
When she notices that Satoru is going through her dresser, she can't help but ask, "What are you looking for?", and giggles when he beams her a wide, mischievous smile. She catches a hint of something that he quickly stuffs in his pocket, something that was a bright light blue color. She mentally sorts through all of her garments, lacking knowledge of owning anything that loud in hue.
While she's lost in thought, Satoru now scurries to the bedside table and looks for the last ingredient needed. He doesn't see it though and lifts his head to count the other two nightstands on either side of the other bed, sighing, 'I wanted it to be a complete surprise…', knowing she'll put it together if she sees him searching through them.
Elska turns her attention to Satoru willfully smiling at her as he slowly closes the drawer, "Oh, I know what you're up to now…", she twists her hips slightly as his expression.
"You got me!", he totes, knowing he's looking for the little pink mouse.
"I thought you needed a favor Sati, not that you were planning on doing me one!", she laughs when he walks to the other side of the bed, neither denying or confessing. When squats down, something catches her eye.
Elska approaches to her side of the bed, where Gojo just was and sees a beautiful, intricate metal rose lying on her pillow. She picks it up to examine it closer, adoring the details and also wondering where it came from. "So beautiful…", she quietly whispers. 'Who put this here?', she wonders until she hears Gojo exclaim, "Found it!", and sets it on the nightstand.
Gojo walks over to her, glancing to see what she was holding. 'Who the fuck is that from?', he questions internally, further falling into the trap of his own jealousy. He was planning on taking Elska somewhere else but in this moment, he's felt that he's had enough and decides their room is as good as any.
"My love?"
"Yes, my sweeeet Sati?", she bites her lip into a smile as he closes the distance between them, bending down to bring their lips together.
"I was hoping for some additional good luck but that would be like obtaining a charm you see…", he pecks her on the lips, loving how she's staring into him with her arms draped around his neck. She asks inquisitively, "Ok but what do I have to do with this?", to which he immediately says, "Everything."
Gojo slides a hand into his pocket and pulls out a wadded lingerie lace teddy with matching panties, the bright blue being the same as his clan colors, with a darker blue lining the trim and details, "Put this on for me?" He gets excited when she agrees and reaches behind to undo the Obi.
After some curious laughs, Elska says, "I have no idea where you are going with this but…", she cups the right side of his cheek with her hand, "…whatever makes you happy. Your happiness does matter to me, Sati." He smiles through his eyes to her words, her noticing them becoming a brighter blue almost immediately after she'd said it. Once she is free of the obi, she takes off the robes and sets them neatly aside.
Seeing her handle the Titer wear consciously rubs him the wrong way. 'Am I overthinking this?', he asks himself while on the thought of Suguru. 'She wouldn't actually go for him, no matter what…right?', insecurities over the situation begin to eat at him until he's snapped back into reality by Elska's touch. He hears her ask, "Do you not like it!?", but vigorously shakes his head yes as his eyes feast upon her in the see-through ensemble that practically screams his clan's name with a slight Zenin flare. He grabs the back of her head with his left hand, steadying her for an impactful kiss, while reaching down with his right, rubbing her through the lace panties. She gasps to his ministrations, exciting him thoroughly as he basks in her delectable sounds. He can already feel her moistness through the fabric but continues to rub her deeper through them.
Through heavy breaths she asks, "Are they in your way?", and reaches to lower them towards the floor. He stops her hands before she can remove them though so she looks up with confusion, "Sati?"
He kisses her cheek and gently backs her into the bed, lowering her down carefully. "No, my love, I want them messy.", and proceeds to push two fingers into her, stretching the cloth forcibly as it rests inside of her. He rubs larger than normal circles, daring his digits to slip into her while she squirms on the mattress. "Now for this…", Gojo removes the small pink mouse from his pocket and switches it on, the vibrator purring in his grasp. "Open your legs for me love…", he salaciously commands while grabbing himself through his pants, already throbbing. When she does, he removes his hand from between her legs and puts those same two fingers into her mouth, simultaneously aiming the vibrator with her clitoris.
Elska sucks on his fingers and plays against them with her tongue as he aligns his weapon perfectly to her weakest spot. The whimpers erupt instantly as the sensation travels over her, as if his current demeanor isn't enough to leave her begging for more. His heavy half-lidded gaze follows her every move and is somehow matched with the sweetest and tiniest grin. Every so often he rubs the vibrator into her entrance and she's made to feel the coolness of her own arousal as it soaks into the panties.
"Such a good girl…", he teases, feeling how wet everything now is, "My sexy little love…" He sees her reactions becoming more prominent, her breaths progressively laboring from his trial. "That's right love, cum for me.", he encourages, thinking his length just might burst through his pants.
He brings one of her legs up, resting it against his chest and shoulder. Hearing her unobstructed cries makes him grind his bulge into the meat of her thigh, needing to feel some form of friction and shivering when he does. While biting his lip, he leans his body over hers to meet tongues and continues to slowly dry hump her leg. As she lies there with parted lips and needing eyes, he trails three soft kisses across her cheek.
He misses this; the lust and love they would share and relish with each other. Bargaining with their past, his mood is negatively impacted by the realization that the days of it being just the two of them, together are gone. There is certainly a type of fulfillment that he experiences when she's overwhelmed by flesh but right now while kissing the crook of her neck, he releases a slightly hateful chuckle and sits up between her legs to peer down and ask, "My love? You do remember that you are mine, right?"
Startled by his instantaneous switch of expressions, Elska can tell by the tone in his voice that he's actually pissed off. She tries to sit up to address the situation but Satoru places his hand on her chest and directs her to lie back down, so she timidly does. Seconds later, she's forced to cry out as the vibrations consume her attention.
"Right, love?", Gojo experiences a sadistic wave rushing through his body as her face explains her concerns for his rashness. He pulls down the front of his pants, exposing his throbbing member before pressing it against the fabric blocking her opening. He switches to holding the vibrator with his left hand while using his right to drag his flesh across her bare areas. He shoots her wild eyes, still waiting for her response but before he could narrow his eyes any further, she finally whimpers, "Yes Sati."
"Mmmm...", A smile breaks over his mouth after hearing her confirmation. Leaning his hips into her now, he too undergoes the vibrations but is more occupied by how his skin sticks to hers in a tacky way. As her moans return, he tells her, "I've accepted little Naoya and your beloved Toji…", he begins to prod his way past the pretty laced underwear. "…But love, I will not do the same for Choso or Getou." His tip pushes through, the slick dousing his head in her physical affection, causing him to throw his head back, "They don't get to know you like this."
"What are yo-"., but her mouth is covered, erasing her question. She recognizes this side of him but still is never able to predict what his next move will be. He increases the intensity of the vibrator, making her squirm while the first inches of him rest inside of her. 'What is he doing?', she wonders as she can't recall the last time he played with her this deviously.
"I don't want to hear your excuses my love, I know you're curious about them both.", he seethes while working his hips at the same speed as molasses pours, not having finished making his point. "If I find out either of them have touched you in anyway, I will kill them without a second thought.", he moves his hand from her mouth to her throat, lightly applying pressure.
"You are mine."
He now nudges himself a little deeper into her, eating up the hesitancy she's expressing while taking him in. "Mmmmm…", he groans to her gasps and looses his train of thought as she begins to contract around him. "Yes love…fuck…", he pants out, "Fucking...cum." Squeezing her throat, he listens to her strained mewls that speak of her following the command.
Elska lays there, catching her breath so Satoru pulls out of her to sweetly pull the panties down her legs. He holds the dampened pair up in his hand but dangles them over her, "These will be my new good luck charm.", and places them down on the edge of the bed where they will not be disturbed. Her face says she finds that strange but her body language gives the subtle hints he needed to know that she actually loves his obsession with her.
"What has gotten into you Sati?", she asks wholeheartedly, wanting to understand why he'd go so far as to threaten killing Choso at least. When he sends her a glare, she understands it was a stupid question and darts her eyes to bed. "I'm sorry Sati, I don't know why I did it…I just had to…"
"You turned Choso, let's just say it as it is love, because a part of you wants his dick inside of you as well. Do not deny it for I have seen it with my own six eyes.", he found his own words to be hilarious but appreciated the fact that she's clearly not taking him lightly. "They seem to have a hard time knowing their place…those two…", Gojo now looks over her exposed lower half and reaches to yank down the front of the teddy to see her breasts. He hovers his face over them, attending to her hardened nipples before licking between them, drawing a track until he meets with her chin, "Perhaps I should fuck you in front of both of them so they understand…" He catches a fleeting expression of hers that sends a rush of longing through himself as well. "You would like that wouldn't you love?", he asks with designing eyes and a grin, smacking her ass to be playful as he comprehends his own natural affinity to a scenario like that.
"No! No I wouldn't!", she defensively states, "But I know you would!", finding relief in the way his mood lightens a bit. He says nothing else but rolls her to her right side and lies down behind her. She whines wantonly as he pulls back at her hips and rubs himself into her openings, twisting herself in a way where she can still see him as well.
He bends his neck down to connect their lips, but whispers into her mouth while aligning his erection to her folds, "Just imagine it love…they're both right there, watching.", and begins to work his hips, "They're watching me stretch you…" He hisses when she clenches around him, that reaction telling him he was right about her being turned on by the idea, "They want to see you take this dick, they're staring at how you're being spread…"
Elska doesn't understand why but as she falls under Satoru's sexual hypnosis, she admits to herself how exciting his behavior is. Through some much-antagonized gasps she asks, "Do they like seeing you dominate me Sati?", but counters her words by throwing her rear into him, finally feeling the totality of his length. She cries out to the sensation of being full and pulls his face down to be as close to him as possible. He grabs her hip roughly and proceeds to thrust through her all while keeping his eyes locked as hers glow.
"I think they love seeing you like this, weak in my grasp…submissive to my desires…", he tells her while adoring the way her breast bounce from his impacts. The gushing sounds from his efforts soothe his soul, knowing that she can be as twisted as himself. "You're practically dripping my love.", he announces while admiring how he's sloshing through her. His gaze now meets her open mouth which beckons him to shove his fingers down her throat again but this time, purposefully gagging her. When she recovers and sucks them versus moving her head back, he applauds her with praise. "A naughty princess indeed…", he moans seductively into her ear. He lifts her leg into the air, "So they can see everything.", and nearly loses his breath when she cries his name and beings to play with herself. "Shit…", he doubles over her, his muscles burning from his increased rhythm, unable to contain himself as she furrows her brow and pleasurably stares into his eyes through her long lashes. A wave of pheromones strike his lungs and he allows the full effects to take as he embraces the chemical frenzy that it sends him into.
"You…are…MINE!", he forces out through shallow breaths, clinging to her as his barbarism unhinges his restraint, continuously plowing into her while she grips him and experiences another orgasm.
She's completely at Satoru's mercy as he takes and reclaims her. "S-so good!", she cries, "Fuck me Sati…Fuck me!" She starts aggressively throwing her hips into him as they wrestle with who can connect the hardest. She reaches up and tugs his face down by his hair once more, which seems to provoke him even further. Her right leg that he was holding in the air now gets bent towards her chest and pressed into the bed as he snakes a knee behind it to keep her in the position.
After climbing over her, he uses his strength to push down on the mattress repeatedly which moves Elska beneath him. They moan together at the efficiency of this play as his length is flung around by the rapidity, bringing him closer to his own high than he would like. Slowing his pace, Satoru mounts her completely from behind and grips the meat of her ass, "Ohhhh, the things I want to do to you right now...", but he settles with wrapping a hand around her throat.
Elska takes this wonderful punishment with grace, loving how his aggression feels when its paired with their bodies. She hears him moaning heavier than before, feels his impacts becoming more finalized so she prepares herself for his end.
He pants to her, "I want you to swallow it love…", and then quickly warps to being by her head as soon as she moans in response. When her mouth opens, he sticks himself halfway down, while leaving himself some to jerk as well. Almost immediately, he's loudly whimpering as the sweet release passes through him and into Elska. He interlocks his fingers into her hair and dips her head back as his body shudders wonderfully to the visual stimulation of her receiving every drop happily, some escaping down the corner of her lips. Gojo takes an extended moment to shake off the chills he's experiencing from how satisfying that whole session was. He uses his thumb to wipe away the spillage from her face but instantly kisses her as the last moans leave him.
When he pulls away and is back to sitting up, she rests her head on his thighs, heaving in air as she collects herself. "Sati…that was really sexy.", she nuzzles her face into him, "All of it!", and giggles into a squeal upon recalling their weird little shared fantasy. He laughs with her but sighs deeply. Before she can turn her head to see him though, she feels his fingertips running through her hair and sighs as well, enjoying this rare moment that feels as uncomplicated as their love was prior to Satoru being sealed. "So much has happened, Sati…but I will never love you any less, no matter what."
"Not even in exchange for a legitimate King?", her words brought him to a genuine smile but he allowed his insecurities to get the best of him. Turning his head, 'What if it all comes back to her?', he's secretly praying that Genghis was wrong about Suguru being able to help her sort out what she's forgotten.
Elska successfully props herself up this time, sitting on her knees as well in front of Satoru.
"You are not exchangeable or replaceable Sati…", and uses a gentle touch to redirect his head back towards her, "Not for a King, not for a clan…not for this entire world." She can tell he took it to heart by the way his eyes soften so she runs her fingers through his hair and places small kisses all over his face until he kicks his depressed mood for laughter.
Gojo sighs again but embraces her, "My one and only love." He smiles widely upon the rekindling to their original flame but adds, "I know you have to let Choso have his way once…but no more after that love. I'm very serious about him and Getou…" She pulls away from his grasp so he wonders if she's catching an attitude about it but is surprised when he sees a playful expression instead.
"Like I would even have time to! Seriously, between you, Toji and Naoya lately, I hardly get a break!", they chuckle together as they both seem to call upon individual recent instances that supply veracity to her statement.
"Yeah, I guess that's probably true…but I'm not sorry for it!", he puts his hands up to block before the pillow she grabbed could reach his face. "Love…I am the strongest, your pillow attacks are futile."
He thinks to keep Elska here forever, wanting to still this moment in time indefinitely as it has been far too long since he felt this close to her. The simplicity of their connection and the complexity of their love has always wooed him beyond measure, he feels she is undoubtedly the best thing that has ever happened to him.
"Love there's one more thing.", when she asks, "What is it my sweet Sati?", he responds with, "You should turn me soon too."
Elska takes a deep breath but considers his request heavily. The hesitation she demonstrates causes him to retract his confidence so to clear her silence up she says, "I want to make sure it won't cause you harm first. I need to be sure that'll you'll be okay afterwards." He looks confused by this so she continues with, "Sati, you're a very unique man with atypical personality traits. I do have this uncertain feeling surrounding it but it's only because I want to be sure of how you'll turn out.", she squints her eyes and they both laugh to her sugar-coated description of his frightening tendencies, "In all seriousness though, I otherwise have no objections if its something you truly want. You're my first love and you better than anyone else can understand what being like me would mean as far as lifestyle."
Satoru expected her to shoot him down but finds her unprecedented reaction to be rather uplifting. Thinking about her saying, "first love", though, he hides his disappointment to the knowledge that her and the king were definitely in love with each other, 'She just doesn't remember…' He understands in this moment how firmly she feels about him though and compares it to the guilt she's expressed over having turned the others in the past.
"It is what I want love. I've sat back and watched everyone else be bitten without specific resentment until recently." He shifts his eyes to the left and proceeds to say, "The Choso thing…that really bugs me love. I could see it coming from a mile away, the way you two have grown on each other…"
"I am so sorry that I turned him, Sati…I wish I could take it back.", Elska now thinks about Naoya and Toji. She knows Naoya's stance on the issue is similar if not more outstanding than Gojo's but she has no idea how Toji is taking this. 'Especially after Sachiko…', she thinks and becomes mortified with herself as the full bearing of her decisions once again threatens to crush her into nothing. "Sati?", she asks quietly, "How can you still love me?"
Gojo feels his brain misfire to her question, not comprehending how she could not understand. He lifts her chin until her eyes meet his, "Elska, ever since I first saw you through the Titer's technique, I knew you were the one for me.", he grazes her lips with his thumb and studies her unconvinced expression. "Not a day has passed since where that thought didn't occupy my mind. I always say I'm lucky but it's because you make me feel that way. You are what makes me luckiest, the strongest…", he smiles now bashfully, "…Even the sweetest." When she tears up, he wipes them away before they even have a chance to leave her eyes. "You made me want to be a better man. A man driven by more than power, boredom or horrors.", He now leans in to kiss her, resting his lips against hers for an extended period before sighing into her and defeatedly saying, "I told them I would have you back sooner than this…", the words lingering in the air as he reluctantly draws a curtain on their time of wonderment.
Elska releases a mixture of a cry and laughter, "Poor Naoya, he is going to be so irritated!"
She perceives Satoru motioning to carry her again but she stops him and says, "Lets grab some clothes while we're here!", and grins when he eagerly agrees. She thinks about training clothes, sleepwear and undies. When the last word hits her thoughts though she turns around to see Gojo having just finished pulling up his club sweats and reach over to put the lace pair inside his pocket. She giggles quietly while grabbing the garments she decided on, "I can't believe you're really going to hold onto those! They're gross now Sati!"
Satoru scoffs as he pulls out bunches of apparel that belong to Toji, stumbling upon the roughed-up set of Zenin blue robes.
"They are not gross, they are exactly the way I wanted them to be!", and cackles to her display of questioning his preferences. 'Naoya would probably like to have his own shit at least.', he considers while picking them up and setting everything down in search for a pen and paper.
Elska watches him gather the writing supplies and curiously peers over at him while hanging her bundle off her hip. "What are doing over there?", she asks while beginning to help gather up what he's already set down.
"Just leaving a note for Nanami. He'll worry if I'm not here to bring the bromance so I figured to give him an update. I'll tell him you said hi!"
Once finished writing, he walks to the bedroom door and opens it enough to slip the paper through the crack for it to be noticeable from the hallway. He beams as he nears Elska again, her patiently gazing at him as he approaches. After side stepping to grab a few more clothes for himself and another lace set for her, he scoops up the bit she accumulated so she doesn't have to carry much. He wraps his arm around her waist and exhales dramatically, "Alriiight my love, let's go back to Hell.", and then warps out of the room, to the Titer compound.