After embracing Elska, Choso chuckles and drags his lips over to hers. Once their mouths meet, his brow furrows, their kiss being torn through by a grin as there's no way anyone could hope to dampen his refreshed view on life.
Elska closes her eyes as the transient familiarity of the hybrid's affection fills her with memories of the dreams that anchors her in a moment of awe while her heart approaches acknowledging him in a different light. Her soft gasps cascade in the air when his hands hook around her waist and cheek, the care he holds her with becoming oddly addicting. Sain's can be heard gurgling though so the mission to clean up this mess forms while she asks herself, 'Choso! This is not the appropriate time!' Placing her hands against the being's chest she leans back into his arm, awkwardly looking up to him, "Hey, maybe we should heal everyone up…"
Choso doesn't move but glances around the room and visibly deflates as if their current dilemma with Toji and Naoya had been evading him up until now. Leaning his head towards their direction, Choso looks over at Getou and aggravatingly offers, "I'll take care of them but I'm not touching the Titers."
Elska frowns since she can tell by the tone of his voice that Choso isn't just being cute. With a huff of disappointment to his adamant stance, she informs him, "Fine. Then I will." She watches his expression depress but has zero intention of leaving Sain and Suguru in such a bad way. To avoid stilted silence, Elska kindly smiles to Choso but then parts paths and walks to her respective side of the room.
Suguru can barely shuffle his body yet he's managed to place a hand over Sain's neck.
"Zenin's fangs got him.", he desperately informs as Elska kneels beside the Hunter and tears her wrist open using her teeth. Getou's warmed by the idea that Elska would care so much about them but feels equally betrayed by Choso's inability to be moved.
Elska instructs Suguru, "Hold his jaw open for me...", aiming her dripping essence over the dazed Titer's face. Sain's unresponsive at first but after a few drops land on his tongue, his pupils constrict and shrink to show the life flowing back into the grey-eyed man. "Thank goodness…", she whispers as he gormandizes and reaches his hands around her arm, pulling it towards him.
Feeling a sudden surge in energy in the room, Elska snaps her head up and studies Choso who's healing Toji, Itadori and Naoya at the same time and wonders, 'Is that new too? What all is he capable of now?', as she's only known him to be able to repair one person at a time. She's pretty excited about that until her eyes fall to Choso's hand though; how he holds Naoya's with a troubled expression which causes her to think, 'I hope this goes well…but what if they don't accept him?' Sain's teeth are soon pinching skin causing Elska to yelp and pull her arm away but she understands he didn't mean to, his body is simply keen on what her blood is doing for it.
Checking back over the Hunter she finds that his wounds have disappeared, smiling to herself while lightly tapping his chest and saying, "Alrighty! Now you just need some rest!", switching her focus to Suguru as Sain tiredly nods and closes his eyes.
Choso whispers, "I'm sorry for everything my friend but I cannot help what I feel now though…", remorsefully squeezing the unconscious Zenin's hand. "I swear to you I will do my best to make this work. We can all love her. We're supposed to.", he declares, having no intention of taking Elska away from anyone and knowing he wouldn't have the right to anyways. This heavy topic makes the being glance over to her but his eyes fixate on how Elska brushes Suguru's hair out of his face; scoffing at the continued existence of this great Titer villain. With his view still burdened, Choso snarls at the pair since he happens to see the moment Getou uses his strength to pull Elska on top of him.
"Whaddya know? I'm starting to feel better already!", Suguru jokes while resting underneath her warmth while Elska forms a distrusting but playful glare. Noticing the vibe, he removes his hands from her thighs and heavily sighs and waits for her to heal him as well. 'You'd think this blood stuff would be plain disgusting but it's actually proof of her concern…', soothing the Titer's mind when he opens his mouth and stares into her and she lowers her wrist over his face. As soon as Elska's essence hits, he too clings to her arm while the healing properties send instant relief and reimburse his ability to function.
Elska whimpers to Getou's tongue gliding across her skin. She's very confused about what transpired between them and knows that it can never be undone but as she searches his dark brown glossy orbs, she comes to terms with the fact that she's unable to produce ill feelings. There's no way she could truly hold Suguru accountable since its not like he forced her. Sure, after the pheromones released he admitted to losing control but Elska knows that if she wanted to end the interaction, she could have. Some blood trickles out of the corner of his mouth which her eyes darts towards. She would never openly say this but seeing Getou consume and spill the red fluid makes her tense up and dare imagine what such a murky man would be like turned.
Choso has already finished tending to his lot and is now enjoying the reprieve given by his friends being completely fine now. He considers creating a portal to transport them to bed but he's not willing to leave Elska alone while Getou's strength returns. Instead, the being walks over and settles behind her so he can deliver a scowl down to Suguru.
Getou narrows his eyes, meeting Choso's cold ones as they bore holes through him. Their animosity is dense enough to take physical form and can is likely felt by everyone but Suguru's not about to be intimidated by the being right now, not in front of her. Getou licks her wrist again to break away the clotting even though he's already well past healed and also pretends to have limited mobility to insinuate that he needs to drink more all so she will remain by his side.
"He's fine now Elska…", Choso discerns by reading the Titer's thriving presence. She doesn't seem in a hurry to end the situation however which irritates him beyond measure so he explains, "He's acting hurt because he pathetically wants you to stay.", pouting with those dark red wings of his subconsciously enclosing her. 'Master…'
When the mutilated flaps wrap around her, Elska realizes that Choso is still injured too.
"Why didn't you feed until you were better?!", she frantically asks while carefully stroking her fingers along the sticky partial feathers. After looking down at Suguru and announcing that he should rest as well, Elska then twists her body and gathers her legs from over Suguru to face the being.
Choso releases his battered wings as if to hide them but lifts her chin up, "Because I was too excited to be worried about that!", ending with a half smirk. Getou can be heard not approving of their interaction but Choso hardly cares and proceeds to bend his neck to innocently rest his lips against hers. The brief, saccharine kiss fires him up though, making him break their connection and nudge his forehead against her own, breathless pants forming in response to the insane urges Elska conjures within him. Divulging his ambitions to be free of this room, Choso whines, nearly whispering to her, "Why don't we put Naoya and everyone somewhere safe and relax until they wake up? I'm not sure how strong the REM stage is now so I'll have to gauge it as we go."
Elska nods agreeably but stands there as Choso's arms drift from her and she worries, 'How will Toji and Naoya react to this? It's going to be okay, right? It's not Choso's fault...so things have to be okay.', but a sinister wave washes over though as the realization hits her that one particular person who will definitely not stand for it.
'Sati…', she clenches her jaw and takes a deep breath while her eyes follow Choso across the room as he creates a portal. Pushing her personal woes aside, Elska resurrects and turns around right as Getou gets to his feet, "I'm glad you're alright…", but immediately goes to join the being.
Suguru reaches out a bashful hand and clasps his fingertips around the waist of her slip. When Elska turns to look at him, he almost lets go, shied by the clear desperation he's exuding with the knowledge of her and Choso soon having more time alone. He doesn't know what to say as her infectious eyes interrogate him yet patiently wait for enlightenment. "Elska…", he begins, desiring to educate her on her value to him, how he's not going to give up but the portal opens up and mutilates his momentum.
"Elska, why don't you go first…", Choso's blackened eyes befall to Suguru's without emotion, "I want to make sure you're safe."
The Titer glares while he lifts Sain's body with gravity manipulation and seethes, "You don't even comprehend the danger you pose to her, that is what is truly pathetic." He brings his gaze to Elska once more, adoring the sight before he reluctantly heads for his own exit, "And don't bother. I'll take my leave.", understanding that there's not much he can do about his predicament right now anyways. With the intent of sneaking a visit to her later, Getou sews his lips and leaves with Sain.
Elska observes Suguru until he's out of sight, heavy with guilt as even though she doesn't know what they are, she's more than aware of his feelings and how this must be hurting him, 'But I can't worry about that right now!', she reminds herself while walking towards the portal. She stops mid-step though when the bouquet of metal roses catches her eye and has her shamefully sighing as she changes her course to grab at least one. She senses Choso's curiosity so after clutching the cold flower to her chest,Elska quickly hops into the oval opening gouging the middle of the room without further delay.
When she comes out of the other side, she's initially amazed with how short the travel time was but snickers upon recollecting how she didn't need to go far. Looking over the room, she ignores the mess being made by the gusts and spots Gojo draped over the couch and comes to terms with how there needs to be more areas for the men to rest. Giggling, she exclaims, "Poor Daddy Long Legs, you're too big for that!", while nearing her sleeping lover and placing the rose on the dresser, now wishing to bring him to something more comfortable at least. She notices that in the better lighting Satoru definitely has a smile though so she quietly asks him, "Could you possibly not be upset with me, my Sweet Sati?"
Choso soon comes through the portal, struggling to hold up Toji's mass.
Elska rushes over, "Let me help you!", assisting by guiding them over to the bed. Choso and her both heave upon plopping Fushiguro against the mattress like he's the heaviest thing they've ever lifted. While recuperating, she rests her head against Toji's chest and exhaustively whispers, "My beloved…", soon raising her head view see him and smile to how deceivingly harmless he seems while asleep.
Choso tilts his head to the side and studies Elska's fondness of Toji. He finds himself having to cleanse away the jealousy that forms as it seems natural to want to keep her for his own. 'I can't do that that though…', he reminds himself before going back through the portal to fetch another, 'I wonder how Naoya handles this?'
Elska situates Toji more comfortably, straining to maneuver the sheets from underneath him to tuck him in. Before she places the covers over him though, she discerns that it would be better to clean the blood from him first. 'Naoya will probably need the same', iterating through her mind while she takes to the bathroom for wash cloths. After turning on the light, her head swivels towards the brand new-looking tub and momentarily perks up to the idea of a hot bath. 'I'm kinda gross right now…', she admits to herself, understanding that she again is wearing two different men.
Sold, she runs the water but almost screams when she feels how cold it is. Elska spends a minute adjusting the temperature to perfection but once she does, the stopper is placed and she's squealing with how nice the bath about to feel. Leaving the tub to grab the rags, she returns to it once more and soaks them under the steamy, flowing stream.
Choso comes back through the portal with Naoya and catches Elska leaving the bathroom. He lowers Naoya onto the mattress and sighs to his blonde friend while she begins to wipe Toji down. The room's minimalist design makes the being's bottom lip juts out as he searches for a place to put his brother, not wishing Itadori to receive the treatment of the hard floor.
Elska wipes the last bit of blood from Toji's chest, addressing the conundrum, "I'll go get something for Itadori, don't worry about that!", she cheerfully informs, loving how Choso's blackened eyes somehow become softer.
"Thank you…", he sincerely states while watching her walk around to the other side of the bed to tend to Naoya. Right before he leaves through the portal again though, his ears pick up on the running water and he can't help but smile as he hopes he's about to understand Naoya's infatuation with bathing. Choso wants to explore this interaction for himself which helps motivate him to finish all of the transferring with haste.
After he leaves, Elska hurriedly treks out of the room to the hall, searching for a storage-like area with furniture or anything really. The first door she tries is locked but the second one opens and houses exactly what she's looking for.
Deciding on which would be more feasible, Elska debates over a recliner and old couch but reaches an answer, 'Recliner it is!', after nudging both and feeling the difference in weight. With a straight back and pure determination, she lowers down and uses all of her remaining oomph to push the large, cushioned chair into the hallway but becomes defeated once understanding that it needs to be lifted and rotated to fit through the threshold. Sighing, she climbs over the chair and into the hall, soon gripping and yanking down on the headrest in an attempt to wiggle it through while grunting and puffing away. "Jeeeez…where did all of my strength go?", not giving in though. Her voice ignites the hall as she grabs the arm and uses natural leverage to pull it through but then her fingers slip and she falls backwards.
Choso catches her and chuckles, "Why wouldn't you ask for help!? I know you're strong but it's also big!" He steadies Elska onto her feet but kindly scoots her aside and climbs over it and into the room. "Watch out!", he calls to her as he effortlessly lifts the entire thing, angles it perfectly and carries it back to their room.
Elska stares in wonderment, "How the hell did you just do that?!", while following him, having only seen Toji be capable of such strength.
'Damn that was...hot.', but Elska shivers when the being sets the chair down near Itadori, 'Was I blind before?', she questions herself while her eyes rake over Choso's muscular back and arms. His stature and raw virility are so magnetizing that when he turns around to present with a successful smile, she absentmindedly leans into him and unapologetically anticipates his attention.
Choso guides a hand down her arm, rubbing over it tenderly before saying, "Alright, everyone is situated again!", grinning to her shared enthusiasm. Sliding his hand to lace with her fingers he takes Elska to the bathroom and towards the steaming tub. When he turns around to view her, her shyness forces a sigh to escape, and he thinks, 'She's really cute like that…', while encouraging her to undress.
Elska stiffens to Choso removing her straps but his serene expression relaxes her even as the slip falls to her feet. Hugging her body in an embarrassed attempt to shield her bareness, her insecure demeanor shatters when Choso drops his pants.
'Oh...WOW. I must have been blind…', she ponders with a raised eyebrow after her gaze maps his body, 'He's…heavenly...', the words ricocheting through her mind as she remembers the other her saying the same thing while he was still undergoing the DNA synthesis. Choso picks her up and with an abrupt squeal, Elska jestingly protests as he lifts a leg to step into the tub, pleading "Oh God, please don't slip!", squeezing her eyes shut.
Choso acts like he's about to fall, cruelly enjoying his little joke as she playfully glares. They enter safely though and he gracefully submerges them both into the water, holding Elska close as the heated liquid surrounds their skin. A groan of respite exits him as he settles into a corner and leans his head back before throwing an arm over the edge of the large tub, allowing her some time to get positioned before his other one secures around her. When she curls into him, the being brings his head back up and wonders out loud, "Is this what love between a man and woman feels like? Naoya's told me a lot about it and...I don't know...it just feels similar to what he's said."
Elska blushes to his words and immediately flusters as she mentally assembles a response. She stares into the tub's wall with reddened cheeks, not wanting to undermine what he said but also not being so sure he could already love her. "I uh…maybe?"
Choso belts into a deep laughter after gathering that he must have surprised her with that. Drawing her up towards him he sweetly kisses her forehead and runs a hand over her hair, wetting some areas that were still dry. "I think it is…and it's realllllly nice.", he pauses but then smiles, "I used to feel so wrong about thinking of you Elska…but I no longer do because it actually feels right. It's hard to explain...but I'm supposed to." In a moment of brief euphoria however, Choso leans forward and quickly exchanges their positions, placing her against the tub's corner where he now rests his head against her breasts and clavicle while she diffidently giggles. "I like this…", he adds while his cheek absorbs the warmth radiating from her skin; a loving sigh creating a ripple in the water from his breath.
This matured dynamic still shocks Elska but there's something eerily pleasant about this new Choso that she can't quite put her finger on. She traces along his side and back under the water, trying her best to keeping from skipping along his skin from the lack of lubrication.
"I like this too…", she confesses, banning the sorrows of the situation from her mind in order to simply appreciate his sincerity. Her thoughts soon steer to Satoru though and the accusations everyone seems to have about him turning into a monster once awaking. Her instincts honestly warn her of the same fate but an unfortunate part of her relishes in the idea of his superior depravity.
'Wait a minute…', Elska's tired brain jolts with realization, 'That...chaos. That's not what I want!', she tenses up, inadvertently squeezing Choso as the creepy blend between her two sides creeps into awareness.
Choso doesn't say anything but he snuggles against Elska again to provide comfort. Being so attuned to her brain waves, he can easily sense when somethings wrong but its not as clear as having the provision of her words. "It's going to be okay, Elska! I don't know how but I just know that I can promise it will be!"
Elska tears up though, feeling invaded by her other form as she compares all of the personality changes she's been going through for the first time. Her eyes float to the being. He's the perfect example of collateral damage and what that creepy version of her is capable of, 'I can't let her win…I have to remain in control.', a secret deceleration made while settling her body again in order to not alarm Choso. "Thank you…', she genuinely states, "…I hope you're right."
When she yawns, the beings asks, "Want to lay down after this? You must be sleepy.", lifting his head to lock eyes. She nods and smiles, bringing him additional assurance. He doesn't bring up the fact that there's no where for him to sleep because he doesn't want to bother her but instead sits himself up onto his knees. Cupping water into his hands, he drains them over her shoulders and blushes to her glistening skin, wondering if his own bareness stirs the same reaction within her. She's looking at him but she's obviously trapped within her own mind so he gently grabs her wrist and curiously places her palm flat against his abs. When she blushes and scans her eyes over his lower half, he amorously concludes, 'Goodness! I guess it does!', unable to hide the infatuated grin structuring his face.
Despite everything, Elska cannot help but adore Choso's exploration of their new bond. He undoubtedly affects her too now, deeper than she ever could have imagined. The being grabs her wrist again but directs it to his cheek which she obliges without thought, wanting to reinforce him of his place with her. "You are absolutely adorable Choso!", she snickers out to his intense eyes and how his brow slants in a way that shares his appreciation.
Choso growls friskily, dining on her praise before pressing her against the tub with a tender kiss. "I'm glad you think so…", he mutters against her lips, desperately filling with the urge to enter her body again but staving the ravenous thoughts off as he's sure she needs rest. He moans his agitation, their eyes meeting inches apart while he suggests, "Elska? We should get dressed before I do those sex things to you again..."
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Suguru stopped at the part of the hall where the two maintenance Titers lay dead and hasn't budged since the discovery.
"My deepest...deepest regrets…", he solemnly utters knowing that they can't be brought back. His heart aches upon remembering their enthusiasm over the sight of him carrying Elska. Shaking, he clenches his fists, "You were good men and did not deserve this."
With tears in his eyes, he manipulates the gravity around them as well, joining them with Sain as he floats them all down the halls, his head hanging low. He's lost in mental anguish as he passes other Titers, not even paying them mind as they bow and speechlessly share his depression for the bodies hovering around him.
'Where did I go wrong?', he wonders, 'At what point did I enter this equation and start making all of these careless mistakes?' Thinking about how all of the plans his clan has worked towards for generations are dissolving like sand he cannot hope to grasp, his gut wrenches when images of Elska flash in his mind. Miserably shaking his head, Suguru's not accepting that she's at all to blame; his desire for her blossoming to full bloom.
After entering the infirmary with them, Getou lowers everyone and quietly states, "Sain needs to be checked out but the workers…", his eyes shamefully glue to the floor, "…they're gone."
A male and female nurse rush over to the incapacitated hunter and point towards a bed for Suguru to bring him to. After he does, Getou bleakly shares his thanks and exits into the hall where he leans his back against the wall and silently cries to the ceiling. The pits in his heart tear open wider but he only allows himself a moment of weakness before wiping the tears away and rancorously scolding himself, "Men don't fucking cry Suguru, get a hold of yourself."
"Umm helloooo? Sorry but that's not true at all and is also very toxic to your health."
Stunned, Getou straightens and turns his head to find Amnessia walking towards him with folded arms. "I didn't know anyone was out here. Why are you so sneaky?!", he tries to deflect, compensating for his mortification of being seen like that. His eyes nervously search the trim as she nears him with a motherly like air despite her actually being a few years younger.
"I'm not sneaky!", she defensively huffs, "You're just that out of sorts…" Suguru's eyes instantly gloss over and dart to the side, her picking up on his afflictions easily. "Come here…", she kindly offers as she opens her arms, "You held me when I was upset too so don't put on the bad boy act because I'm not buying it." She's much shorter than Getou so she thinks of the best way to embrace him as he's like a lost little boy which unnerves her as she's never seen him like this. As if reading her thoughts, he drops to his knees however and she whispers, "Oh no…", as he tilts his head forward and sobs into her robes. "Let it all out…it's okay…", she cradles him and has to fight back her own tears, being empathic to the point to where she can feel his desolation.
"Wh-why can't I do anything right!?", Suguru plaints into her chest, "I'm so fucking defective, it's disgusting!"
Amnessia comprehends that something else must have occurred but is hesitant to investigate just to sate her curiosity. 'So they were actually fighting?', she wonders while recollecting all the weird energy surges that were recently felt through the compound. Instead, she sways them slowly side to side while assuring, "Nothing is wrong with you, Master Suguru…you've inherited the role of leading this great clan in the midst of extraterrestrial assery." She wiggles around a little, wanting to stir his laughter and happily sighs when he chuckles ever so slightly. She's still concerned over the way Genghis was behaving before his abrupt departure, even more so after considering how uncharacteristically nasty he was towards Suguru so, with a bit of courage, she sympathetically asks, "Did something happen with Elska?"
Suguru turns his head to the right as if the looming reminder would dissipate and die out on his left. He sighs but forms a small grin after sniffling, "You could say that. I finally seduced her…", a hint of accomplishment brandishing his tone, "…but I don't think that was enough." He sinks again after replaying the memories of her tending to Naoya amidst the fighting, then to her and Choso.
Amnessia rests her chin on the top of his head, and titters, "You're such a dog!!", while grievously understanding that Suguru keeps running into obstacles when it comes to Elska. He laughs and accepts the insult without rebuttal but she proceeds with uplifting words, "When you find yourself down in these respects, Master Suguru, just think about how far you've come!", she hugs him dearly, "Elska has many around her and they will not be easy to get past unfortunately but, your relationship with her is evolving."
Suguru takes a deep breath forging an enlightened whisper, "You're right." Feeling touched by Amnessia's care, he creates a quivering smile before continuing with, "I thank you for not judging me. For being supportive, Amnessia. My mentor doesn't quite understand the gem he holds." He finally lifts his head to see her again, wanting to emphasize his gratitude and feels better when she sweetly smiles her appreciation in return.
"Yeah? Well that's because Temujin is just an inflexible, old asshole!", she adds with a laugh, her teasing residing before vocalizing, "But you know...I hope he's okay. He seemed...almost scared."
Suguru cackles to her joke but once he stands back up, he becomes somewhat serious, "I know what you mean…", because in truth, the display to them was incredibly unsettling.
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Toji is the first to stir in the dimly lit, now crowded room. His eyes part open with his view becoming Elska lying on her back beside him, Naoya on the other side.
"Doll…", he inaudibly releases, rolling more towards her to intertwine their legs. He kicks something though and grunts but when it doesn't budge he purposefully knees it. "Damn it boy…", he seethes, assuming it must be Naoya somehow willfully blocking him from his dreams. After a few fidgety seconds, Toji pouts but settles for half-assed spooning. Once positioned the best he can be, he's idly grazing his hand under the sheets. "Damn she's warm…", a whisper engaged while he happily shuts his eyes. His hand continues gradually traveling lower until he's surprisingly feeling something warm and extremely hairy that startles him awake. "YO WHAT THE F-?!", Toji shouts as he launches out of the bed and to his feet.
Naoya grumbles, "Ohhhh my Gawwwwd! Shut up! It's too early for twattery…", not yet realizing that he's recovering from the REM state and only half awake. The covers get yanked from over top however, causing Naoya's eyes to unfasten and make him sit up in the bed. Feeling his matted hair, the Zenin rubs his eyes and shivers to the cold but is quickly addressing his agitation, "Um Toji? What is…", Naoya claps his hands, "Your issue." His cousin doesn't even budge though and before Naoya can further complain, his eyes drop down to Elska in the bed, widening immensely, "WHAT THE FUCK CHO!?"
Hearing Naoya's thunderous voice, Elska also wakes up but in a mild panic.,"What is it!?", she groggily asks, gathering that her prince is jostling around.
"CHO! YOU SON OF A B-""
She goes to sit upright but feels likes she's strapped into the bed so she glances down but finds Choso curled up around her abdomen with his head resting over her stomach. Elska's face reddens instantly and she squeaks, "Choso!", as if to reprimand him.
"So I guess everything turned out alright…", Toji surmises with his hand to his head, "Judging by this I guess the ritual was successful.", relieved but irritated by the another man clinging to her.
"Cho get off of her like that!", Naoya snaps, trying to pry the being's arms away from his princess.
Choso growls, "No…", not opening his eyes but rather snuggling up to her more, clearly elated by the heat of her touch. He only untangles one arm from around her to grab the bunched up sheets and pull them over him again.
"Not uh! NOPE. This is not okay!", Naoya furiously wheezes to the amount of defiance Choso gives him, how the being only clasps Elska harder the more he tugs. "WHY ARE YOU EVEN ACTING LIKE THIS?! Since whennn is it okay to be all fresh with my wi-…", but then, Naoya stops fighting his friend and becomes motionless as the stark reality hits him. He darts his amber eyes to Elska, "Did you two…", he takes a breath, "…has he already..?"
Elska remorsefully informs him, "Yes…that part is over…", wanting to reach out and touch Naoya but feeling as if the action would be completely selfish as she can't truly expect him to just be okay with that knowledge. Her prince grimaces as his eyes aim at Choso's sheet covered form; it wrenches her heart to visibly perceive his sorrow. "I'm so sorry, Naoya…", she guiltily states, her eyes lowering to Choso's outline as well.
"Did...he hurt you?", Toji plainly asks as he can only imagine how brutal the experience was judging by the frenzy the being was in. The giant's eyes meet with Naoya's but he indicates through thought, 'This isn't easy for her either boy, don't get wrapped up in your feelings.', watching Naoya's expression change instantaneously. 'We'll figure it out.', he adds, wanting to give his cousin hope.
Elska shakes her head, "No, he didn't cause me any harm actually. It was strange wh-…", but Choso cuts her off.
"Yeah because we made love!", he giddily announces, kissing the edges of her underwear that rest over her stomach, his voice muffled.
Elska gasps to Choso's choice of explanation, stiffening as she ducks her head in embarrassment with wide eyes. 'Why would you say it like that?!', she thinks to herself, waiting for the inevitable eruption of her lovers.
Naoya dons a faux smile and tilts his head to the side with his hands coming together, "Oh, really?", he inquires with an unusually high tone, left eye twitching, "Made love, huh? Is that what you think, Cho?"
Toji sighs when Choso's voice rumbles, "Exactly!"
Naoya's eyes blaze red, "GET OUT FROM THERE RIGHT NOW CHO!", yanking at the sheets to expose the brave half curse. "HA!", he yells when he uncovers his friend, jumping on his back to pull up his body, "Get…up…ARGH…", the blonde struggles with wrestling him away, "Don't…be such a…DICK!", he pleas while tucking his arms under Choso's chest for a better grip.
Toji resentfully runs his hand down his face, "Fucking children…", he exasperatingly groans, watching his cousin administer this cursed removal. A quiet release of laughter escapes him though as he views Elska's entertained expression.
Elska can't help but burst into laughter as Choso continues to resist Naoya's efforts, "You guys!", she cackles, "This is so ridiculous!" Naoya actually lifts his head to smirk at her, which throws her off as she was so sure he was actually furious.
"Baby.", he grins, "I'm merely trying to make your sleep more comfortable. It must be hard on your back…", he lands a quick fist into Choso's side, the being attempting to fling him off, "…to be contorted like this. I am a gentle-man.", landing one more.
Choso peeks up to her and smirks mischievously, "Elska, Naoya's hurting me! Tell him to stop!", giving her doe eyes as if to erase the fact that his intolerance of being away from her didn't start this whole mess.
Elska narrows her eyes teasingly, "I'm going to hurt both of you if two don't knock this off!", she nudges her head towards Toji, "And my beloved here will likely help!", eerily laughing to add the theatrics of her ultimatum. Choso whines nothing coherent but seems to relinquish his hold, so she relaxes as the craziness dies down, "See? That wasn't so hard now was i-…CHOSO!" Before she knew it, the being used all of his strength to sit up which launched Naoya off of his back and to the floor. She hurries to her prince, asking him if he's alright but he merely slouches in place as her arms fold around him.
Naoya pretends to be upset as he flashes devious eyes to Choso and sticks out his tongue. When she pulls away to look at him, the Zenin masterfully changes his expression to a hurt one and asks, "You saw what he did, right baby?!", soon diving his head between her breasts, "If you hold me, I'll feel better though…"
Elska looks up at Toji and they share a moment of reprieve, her beloved smiling at her kindly. "My poor, poor Naoya!", she cries, giggling as she runs fingers through his hair, completely thankful for his silly ways as the pressure from the situation lifts and disappears. "I love you my prince…", she sincerely whispers, closing her eyes and enjoying the way his deep voice hums against her existence. "Thank you for being so strong…"
Choso sits on the edge of the bed and watches how she is with the Zenin, knowing full well of their relationship but is trying to learn how to accept it with his new eyes. His brow bends on its own and he turns away but is met with Toji staring at him as he walks around from the far side of the bed. Choso tries to communicate that he's apologetic for his actions but the words escape him.
"You're fine bud, I know this is all pretty strange to get used to.", Toji offers the being after sensing his uncertainty. Toji of course isn't necessarily all for Choso joining them on the same level but he understands that because of the other Elska's methods, this may hint towards another new norm. When Choso loses the expression of a guilty child and perks up in response, Toji continues with, "But that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. You need to respect everyone here."
"YEAH!", Naoya's muffled cheers sound out from Elska's chest.
"Oh so you must be feeling better then?", she teases to the Zenin, yelping in surprise when he pulls her onto his lap.
"Not at all, Princess, that was a sneeze.", he blatantly lies through his teeth, snickering at her giggles as he lifts his head to see her.
Toji's eyes take to Elska's exposed neck right as Naoya's hand brushes away her hair to collect it behind her shoulders. "Mmmm…", his eyes illuminate and his fangs form as he thirstily walks up to them, relaying a famished, "Doll…", while waiting for her to look at him.
Elska senses a wave of intensity leaving Toji and her mouth waters to his apparent request. She pats Naoya's back and says, "Toji needs to feed my prince…", and goes to get up but finds herself adhered into place.
"He can then, princess."
Choso feels a rush of arousal coursing through him once Toji gets down on his knees to first kiss Elska before moving to her neck. He studies them hard, becoming flustered when she wantonly whimpers to his bite. Leaving the bed, Choso languidly nears the three of them, catching sight of Naoya using his fingers to hook down the front of her slip and takes Elska's breast into his mouth. Her voice soars once more when the Zenin's teeth sink in around her nipple, Choso lightly panting in reaction as his own fangs protrude. Slinking down behind her, the being adjusts his clothed erection to rest against her rear as he finds a tasty looking spot above her shoulder blade.
Itadori stretches in the recliner and rolls over but his body freezes upon opening his eyes. The moans of all four dance in his ears as he tucks his head into the cushion and thinks, 'WOAH! WHAT THE HELL!?', becoming completely uncomfortable from bearing witness to this intimacy. 'Do I say something?', he frantically wonders, 'Do I pretend to be asleep?!', but there aren't any answers coming. He peeks when there's a brief moment of silence but squirms nervously after watching his brother's hand snake down to Elska's lady bits. 'I CAN'T DO THIS!', he screams internally, "THEY WOULDN'T RIGHT NOW…RIGHT?!", the unluckiness of his coherence burning him terribly.
Naoya growls when he feels Choso's hand rubbing her and removes it from between her legs. He replaces it with his own though and is soon whimpering when he feels her dampened panties. Humming his satisfaction, the blonde slides two fingers to curl inside of Elska, making her rest on them while they all feed.
Elska throws her head back with parted lips, completely overrun with bliss from them pulling from her and from Naoya's debauched teasing. She bumps heads with Choso and attempts to whisper she's sorry but only breathless gasps seem to form. She feels Toji's hand lace around her throat as he seductively drinks near her ear; the very possibility of them all taking her shamelessly causing her thighs to clench. Elska falls into the spell as she's listening to them all consume her essence and becoming completely enthralled by the sound. Choso's hands grab up her rear, inciting a gasps that's all too telling but she's snaps out of it when he presses his girth into her second entrance.
Choso lifts his head after a weird flavor hit his tongue, closing her wounds and asking, "Was that too much?"
Naoya grunts, reluctantly pulling away from her breasts, "Cho...what did you just do?", sliding his fingertips over her punctures so they disappear. He too tasted the difference in her emotions as well so he's left gritting his teeth while impatiently waiting for a response.
Toji continues to drink, uncaring of whatever quarrel is occurring until he hears Choso casually say, "Should I have asked first before pressing it against your butt?" Annoyed, Toji's eyes unfasten as he uses the insinuation to put together exactly what Choso tried to do. Unlatching his fangs from her skin, he picks Elska up and bellows down, "GOJO JR! YOU ARE ON RESTRICTION."
It takes Naoya a second to understand but once he does, he shrills, "You tried to…NO! THAT'S MY BUTT!", darting his view over to Choso with ferocity, "You can't just do that, Cho! Not now, not ever! Baaaaad Cho!"
Choso slumps down, confused by their feedback and is innocently questioning, "She likes it though…I do too!"
Naoya wheezes, "Whaaaaaat?!", thrown into a stupor by the being's matter of fact tone, "HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU KNOW THAT, CHO!?"
Elska curls into Toji's chest, wishing to hide from this humiliating situation, "It must be from the dreams…", she timidly asserts, being in disbelief that they would have done that at all.
"Exactly!", Choso chimes, "So you do remember?", his eyes light up, "We even have a favorite tree!"
"I...I do...remember them…", Elska's voice shrinks until it's nothing.
The being grins, "We've done it a bunch of times there...all different ways too! I had no idea that sex was so expansive!", his enthusiasm unmatched as Naoya groans.
"Everyone shut the fuck up!", Toji hollers, "Choso, you need to chill out and Naoya you need to stop freaking out." Out of patience, the giants sits back on the bed with Elska in his arms, "Nobody touches her.", he commands, "I swear it's like having another Gojo around…", sighing desperately and leaning forward to grab the blankets and cover them. "I will protect you from these horny bastards, doll, have no fear for your rear…", he places his lips against her temple while glowering at Naoya and Choso.
Elska comprehends that it's inappropriate but she's once again laughing to the madness, "Thank you, my beloved…", all smiles while she cozies up to his large body although is not sure if Toji meant to be funny or not.
Naoya pushes Choso from his knees to his back, "I can't believe you tried that, fucker! You're supposed to be my friend!", folding his arms with a scoff. When Choso looks at him with adamant eyes, Naoya adds in a hasty whisper, "Her butt is my butt, you understand?!", cowering to the warning growl Toji issues but with insolence.
Choso gasps, "Her butt is her butt!!", turning his nose up to blasphemy he's enduring. He brings his gaze over to Elska and Toji, wishing he could crawl back into the bed too but concludes that he shouldn't push his luck. "I will prepare you better next time, Elska, this I swear.", he sincerely states with resolve.
"OKAY! I'M UP!", Itadori energetically shouts, bouncing from the recliner. 'I couldn't take it anymore!', he thinks while smiling over zealously, wishing to change the subject once and for all.
Elska shrieks before snapping her head in the junior shaman's direction, the question as for how long ridiculing her thoughts. Recalling her not so modest sleepwear, she also uncoils from her beloved to grab the bed sheets.
Toji squints his eyes at the elusive Yuiji as if to question how much he'd seen but brings his index finger vertically over his lips to silently communicate, "Don't you dare say shit, kid", to help Elska avoid further humiliation. Itadori nervously laughs but clearly understood and that is enough for Toji. 'What a fucking disaster…', he thinks while resting his head against the headboard, securing his doll closer as he feels embarrassed for her.
Naoya clears his throat as it has now become obvious that they were so wrapped up in feeding that they were oblivious to Itadori's presence coming to. As the blonde is getting lost in frustration over seemingly everyone getting to see her intimacies, he thinks to ask, "How did you get here? We're underground and Sukuna came out of nowhere." Naoya's heart momentarily stops though as he fully recalls the reason the fight broke out to begin with. 'Getou…', he thinks it but snarls out loud.
Itadori explains that he was brought by the Titer, Baidal, although he hasn't seen him since then. "Nanami wanted me to bring you guys back after Baidal found Sachiko in the snow. An old guy named Peaches also stopped by asking if we were holding Naoya as a hostage for some reason. It seemed pretty urgent."
Toji sharply inhales to sound of his first wife's name; the healed spot on his chest where she stabbed him beginning to itch. "Is she-…", he begins asking about her condition but hushes his impulses.
Elska peers from under the blankets and inquires for him, "Is Sachiko alright?", rubbing Toji's arm as they await the news. 'It's not wrong of you to care for her my beloved.', she assures through thought. He sighs with discomfort so she maneuvers herself to face him but the sorrowful eyes she was expecting don't exist. Toji, instead lovingly looks upon her, causing her to blush at his gentle expression.
"Peaches?!", Naoya asks, wondering if that had anything to do with why he and Gojo were attacked, "When was this?!"
Itadori first addresses, "Shoko was healing her when I left but said that she would be fine.", now turning to Naoya, "A few days ago." He now walks over to the being, latching onto one of his arms, helping him up, "I was worried about you Choso, I heard that you were…ahem…turned.", Itadori can't hide his flustering face as he's still in disbelief over his innocent brother going that route.
Choso hugs his brother warmly, "I'm glad you're here! I missed you! Don't worry though, Elska took good care of me. The sex stuff isn't that scary!"
"Cho…", Naoya threatens with a domineering tone.
Choso frowns to being reprimanded but releases his brother to look at him, "And we made love actually!" The being hears Elska squeak and Toji grunt but he doesn't understand why the truth is being snuffed out.
"I-swear-to-God-Cho-I-will-fuck-you-up!", Naoya breathlessly says as he hones into the floor with wide, irritated eyes, "Stop saying that!"
Itadori throws an arm over Choso and rustles his hair, "He's just a funny guy! I love these jokes!", trying once again to change the topic of discussion while thinking, 'I definitely don't need details.'
Naoya brushes the exchange off, also wanting to talk about other things, "Why don't we go back then? Get the fuck out of here…"
Elska immediately votes, "That's a great idea.", missing the sun and the exposure to fresh air. She feels a little down over how Suguru will take this but, 'Toji already offered him to continue the training.', the thought alleviating her. Toji restlessly shuffles and she remembers that he may be the only one dreading the return home now since Sachiko is at the academy. Wanting to ease his pain, she grabs up his face and connects their lips with passion. He moans when she does, the very sound causing the area between her legs to instantly slick.
Toji notices her reaction and although he would love nothing more than to take Elska right there, he settles his own nerves for the both of them as this is not the time or place. He thinks to her, 'Tonight, doll. I need you.', and bites his lip to the feeling of her heart racing as she searches his eyes with her luminescent, famished ones. "Do you need to feed too?", he asks out loud, cupping her cheek as she timidly answers, "Yeah…but I can wait!" He doesn't want to make her do so but also agrees that leaving sooner than later would be best so he reveals, "As soon as we get back then."
"Princess, you can feed from me!", Naoya sweetly offers, ignoring Toji's angered grunt.
Choso jumps in, "What about m-…"
Toji and Naoya both sound off in unison, "NO.", causing Choso to jut out his bottom lip to the assumed bullying.
Choso completely comprehends why they said it though, 'They're afraid of the other her…', he thinks while admitting he used to be the same way. Although he could chisel away at this all day, he decides to leave it be this time but something about everyone's reservations bothers him. Choso's last thought before he proceeds to map a portal to the campus sears his brain as he's been charged with her deepest wishes that forcefully remind him, 'She wants to be whole.'