Elska pushes up against the bed wanting to crash her lips into Gojo's as the euphoria he and Toji bring her trains new appreciation.
Their glowing eyes meet but Satoru's are half lidded and maniacal with that insidious combination of historical blue and the sanguine of a turned. She thinks to herself as he whimpers his pleasures, that never before has he appeared so satisfied. They're lips finally do meet, garnishing a gasp since its as sweet as she hoped it would be as he sends his tongue against her own.
Satoru has worked up quite a sweat even while allowing Toji to take the reins on this little endeavor but he's equally as breathless as he tries to articulate his joy.
"My…love…", Gojo winks with a parted smirk, acknowledging Elska's attention being focused on him.
Toji is becoming more disheveled by the minute though, he can tell by the way the giant's expression quickly approaching bliss.
'Samesies!', Gojo retorts to himself over the discovery, prided for lasting this long. Darting his eyes back to Elska he props up on his elbows to entrap her moans into his own mouth but she's pulled away away as he rises.
Toji is nearing his end here but it feels like he's about to experience the most intense orgasm he's had in a while. He's unsure if that's because of all the stress he's been under lately with Sachiko and Megumi, almost losing Elska a few days ago or if perhaps it has to do with how he's taking his doll right now.
With bated breath, Toji warns her, "Doll, I'm….mmmmm…getting close.", and pulls her body back even further to turn her head towards him. He slows down and administers deep, long strokes through her while their tongues dance and does his absolute best to ignore Gojo's telltale signs of finality.
Toji wants nothing more than to express his affections for her verbally but before he can, he hears her voice inside of his head, 'I love you, my beloved.'
Suddenly, Elska cries out loud and without even moving, Toji can tell its because Satoru decided to sink his fangs into her. His emerald eyes flicker, actually loving the way she squirms between them but he's is also concerned to see the silver shaman's reaction to her new flavor.
'How will he handle the truth?'
Toji lovingly chuckles under his breath over Elska's flustered face and while staring into her eyes, he thrusts a few more times before his own seed is roping out of him and into her.
Gojo always enjoys placing his lips to her breasts but additionally, he loves being able to compartmentalize her current gratification as well as her emotions and feelings towards himself and the others for it's akin to having a brand new ability. Elska's love for him has always clashed against what he knew he deserved but she always finds the means within her heart to accept him as he is; something he'll never understand.
He slips out of her while sitting up more to feed comfortably but when Toji finally backs out, he's impressed by the amount of the giant's fluids fall to his own thighs, thinking, 'Toji really needed that apparently!', as he consumes more aspects of Elska's wonderful soul.
Suguru is nearly in pain from having his raging erection go practically untouched.
Sure, Gojo told him it was cool to masturbate but Getou ultimately wasn't able to bring himself to enact on this, it's still too weird for him. His heart begins to race though as he watches Satoru draw from her and how Elska's fangs seem to find Toji's neck as he now kneels on the bed beside her in a loving embrace. Turning to Choso for a social cue, who is still recording the whole thing, Suguru barks with disgust, "I think that's enough now!"
Choso pouts, he never liked getting yelled at but sets the phone down and reminds everyone, "Gojo wanted me to!" He can clearly tell that the Titer is agitated though so in leu of joining the feeding, Choso selflessly offers, "You can go ahead…" He's already fed once today and although he adores the interaction, he doesn't want to take her essence needlessly.
Elska is ciphering through all of the negativity circulating within Toji causing a tear to roll down her cheek. She's feels terrible for not having paid more attention to him these past couple of days, she had no idea that he was in such need of reassurance. Her left hand crosses her body, over Satoru's head and is sent into Toji's hair. The giant's beautiful low growls soothe her as she can taste an immediate difference, though it won't be enough to make him bear the happiness she wishes him to have.
'My beloved…', she thinks to him, 'Stay by my side tonight. We will lay together.'
Another fleeting peak is reached within Toji's blood and it brings a genuine smile to her face. She lowers her hand to close his wounds but she finds herself screaming to the sudden rush of pain from where Satoru's teeth were anchored in.
Toji's eyes anxiously widen with betrayal and glow, "GOJO! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?", snatching her away from his reach.
Elska clasps the wound on her chest and tries to pretend that it's not hurting in order to keep things calm as possible but the blood pours between her tightly contoured fingers and induces additional alarm instead.
"Shit-shit!", Toji's palm overlaps hers quickly to apply pressure but it's hard to simply do so because Gojo took achunk out of her flesh.
Suguru's disbelief stalls him as he processes.
"Master!!!", Choso hurries over to the pair as Toji lifts her off the bed to cradle her, "I'll take care of it!", the being ensures as his healing technique is applied to the area.
The being is losing his patience with the nonsensical ways Gojo has been behaving since being turned. 'It's like he's detached from the idea of consequences even more than before…', an unsettling realization.
"Fuck…", is the only word to quietly leave Satoru's mouth while he stares absentmindedly straight ahead where Elska used to be. His jaw and neck are coated with her blood but its as if he can't even focus on that right now, his whole world has come to a standstill as it drips down to his chest and lap.
Suguru, beyond appalled by the silver shaman's action, walks right past him and the bed to her and Toji.
"Are you alright little one?", he asks while cupping Elska's cheek. He swipes his thumb back and forth while searching her eyes for an explanation because her stressed but culpable expression says that she may know why he did that. Regardless, Getou turns to Gojo right as the shaman is swallowing the bit of flesh he tore from her, causing Suguru to wretch and heave.
With Elska in his arms, Toji sidesteps closer to the bed and unleashes a furious kick across Gojo's face, though it doesn't hurt him at all. "You're fucking sick! What the fuck is wrong with you!?", he yells as he kicks again, this time with enough frustration to break through Satoru's infinity.
Gojo flops backwards into the bed with a swelling knot on his cheek, still stunned and marveling over what he's discovered. The blood trickling out of his nose doesn't even bring him to anger as he stares at the ceiling and shares, "It's fucking true…"
"Naoya is not going to like this Gojo!", Choso lashes out as he finishes the final touches on her injury. Sweeping his eyes over her he anxiously asks, "Are you alright Elska?!", and finally starts to calm when she reaches out to him and sweetly nods yes as if that all never happened.
"What is fucking true? That was so uncalled for! You…", Suguru's eyes widen as his face turns pale, "…you ate a piece of her man...what the hell WAS THAT?!" He struggles to stomach that memory and the fact that Satoru seems completely unbothered by what he did riddles Getou with unease, "You didn't...spit it out…", and throws up in his mouth completely this time.
Gojo can only whisper with his retort, "Why waste her?"
Toji glares at Gojo as he slowly sits up, "Nah motherfucker. You've outdone yourself this time cunt.", but feels an eerie chill cascade down his spine. He whispers to Elska, "Doll…he's fucking lost it.", and secures her tighter in his hold out of pure instinct. Toji loves drinking from her, of course, but cannibalizing his doll has never crossed his mind and nowhere in his new genetics does he sense the need to actually eat her so he simply can't understand.
Gojo dazedly rubs his face where Toji kicked him, now discovering the dull pain while he wipes the blood away and smears it into her essence along his skin.
"I'm gonna fuck you up way worse than that in about two seconds if you don't fucking explain to me what the fuck that was!", Toji bears his fangs and prepares himself to call for wings.
Satoru's face scrunches but then he darts his confused but clear eyes up to Elska and softens them before telling the room, "Zenin really did knock her up…"
Getou ducks his head back in muddle, "What?", as that wasn't the answer he was expecting but when he turns to look at Elska, "I thought we went over this?", he begins to hold more weight in the words. He studies her for a moment, the way she shyly smirks and rests her palm over her lower abdomen where it all starts to come together, where he asks, "It's in your taste?"
Suguru is a pretty intelligent man but this whole deal confounds him beyond meaning, "But...that's not possible…is it? I thought we determined the pregnancy wasn't possible within that time frame?!", his voice trails away while his heart gains masses to the veracity of the situation. He thinks back to Naoya's smug face and clenches his fist because he isn't sure how to handle this now; he really thought Zenin was full of shit but upon looking back to Gojo, Getou's eyes lose all light since he's also sure Satoru wouldn't make this up.
Toji growls viciously when he sees Gojo getting up to near them, "Stay the fuck away from her. I knew you'd react poorly and all…", he narrows his eyes, "but I can't believe you fucking did that!" He's further riled up when Elska tells him that it's okay, "No, it's not doll! He needs to go into time out or some shit. Who knows what he will do?!"
Thunder sounds off nearby and startles everyone when the lights go out. Naoya's men scattered throughout the building can be heard cheering as if this was a cause for celebration. Their work may be done for the time being.
Toji uses this opportunity of darkness to walk to the other side of the small space with Elska, he really doesn't want Gojo near her. A bright green light appears in the room though and they both turn their heads to see that Suguru is using the purest form of his energy to create light. He doesn't spend much time on the thought but Toji does momentarily question how Suguru's energy can feel so pure and comforting. A voice mocks behind Toji though, "Don't worry love, this place is old so there are probably candles somewhere!", and the giant nearly leaps out of his skin, taking seconds to soon understand that Gojo warped behind them, wondering, 'Why couldn't I sense him being closer?!'
Elska cannot help but to giggle as she was able to feel the rare occurrence of her big bad beloved being frightened. While she's tittering away however, she fails to notice Satoru leaning down to plant a kiss upon her lips. She's waiting for Toji to intervene but is glad when he doesn't, giving her this odd moment of tasting her own essence on her sweet Sati's tongue.
"I'm sorry for eating you, my love…", Gojo offers it sincerely but is certainly wording this with humor to save himself. Relief finds him in the dark as she cackles in opposition to the click of Toji's tongue where he expresses, "It was crazy guys…I was awe struck…I couldn't believe what I saw!"
Satoru thinks back to that budding plant and the immense sensations that struck his core while feeding. In the moment, this stunned him so greatly that he simply clenched his jaw in reaction which led to the goring of her bosom.
Gojo's phone lights up and vibrates where Choso left it but Suguru picks it up and grimaces upon seeing the message. He rolls his eyes and announces, "Naoya is saying he'll be done soon. I suppose he wants you to pick him up too Gojo.", but scoffs as he really doesn't care to see the Zenin now.
Toji scowls at the lackadaisical grin that plasters Gojo's face and being fed up, extends an arm and shove the shaman away, "You forgive him too easily doll. That shit was fucking weird. He actually hurt you!"
"He's just different my beloved…", she sweetly corrects as she truly holds no ill will towards Satoru.
Gojo seems to genuinely sense this too because he lightheartedly laughs while using his energy to light up various points in the room.
"Theoretically, I could do this forever!", Gojo prides himself on his strength and capabilities.
"You just had to snuff out my little flame…", Getou jokingly teases as he reties his bun and retracts his energy back in.
Jokes aside though, Suguru wonders if this wouldn't be the perfect time to get a little closer to Elska as she's probably wanting to clean up. He imagines that he could travel with her back to the compound and provide the familiarity of his room and the amenities she may be desiring. Additionally, Getou doesn't see Gojo or Choso having a problem with it necessarily but when his eyes find Toji still holding her as if she is unable to stand, he understands that the giant is now in full-blown protector mode.
'Is it worth a try?', he wonders but while lost in thought he receives a cold beverage in his hand, it being shoved into his grasp.
"Storm party!", Gojo jeers as he passes out drinks for everyone.
"I don't know…last time I didn't feel so well afterwards…", Choso tries to refuse but Satoru isn't having it.
Gojo laughs, "That was because gravity boy here was imbued with that", Satoru wiggles his fingers, "Fancy revival technique! That stuff also Nanami's moonshine which is much stronger than what's in the can."
Choso squints with uncertainty, "I don't know…it really hurt. I just don't want to feel any of that again..."
Suguru feels as if every pair of eyes has landed to him as he recalls the day at the Titer compound where he received the news of the failed attempt on Choso's life as byproduct.
Without even thinking, Suguru eagerly chimes, "I was able to breathe when I found out you survived that Choso…", Getou couldn't even hide it. It's the truth after all. He receives a complex expression from the being but is reassured that his words were at least received well.
"Sati, you need to mind how you word things!", Elska takes her drink and sips it while shifting around to curl up in Toji's arms more, "And guys?", she asks sheepishly but they all turn to her, "This feels really gross to say...but...we should probably keep what just happened from my prince. He will lose it."
The tension in the air is thick but she would really prefer to keep Naoya in the dark in fear of how he will retaliate against Gojo, "I'm so tired of the drama honestly...and my prince has a lot going on outside of us."
Toji, with all his strength is able to maneuver his beer to his lips while keeping Elska steady. If his wings were out, they'd flutter because as the lager hits his tongue a smirk tightens his mouth.
'At least Gojo can do this right…', he thinks to himself but with words addresses, "No way doll, that was too much. Naoya needs to know. I'd want to know if this cunt did something like that to you if the shoes were reversed!" He huffs as he listens to her sigh but looks directly at Gojo, "We need to keep an eye on you, fucker.", but then Toji hears Satoru mumble, "What about the eyes that were on us?", but ignores the comment thinking it was his the silver shaman's typical deflection.
Choso wipes his forehead, "I agree.", but doesn't hold hostility in his voice. He reaches out his palm to Getou gesturing for the phone and nods with appreciation when it's placed in his hand. The being then walks over to the bed, pulls out his own phone as well and gets lost in his own world as he scrolls through the apps to find what he's looking for.
Getou, having given up on his plan to steal her away, approaches her and Toji. "Would you like me to gather some clothes for you little one? I can bring back some things to clean off with as well." He was prepared for her to say yes but he's surprised when her hand wraps around the back of his neck to pull him closer.
Elska gives him a simple yet deep kiss before pulling away and thanking him. Its pretty dark still but she swears he's blushing which warms her heart. Before he turns away, she tells him, "Your patience will not go unrewarded, my Titer.", and smiles to the way he straightens his shoulders and leaves with purpose.
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Naoya is nearing the end of his daunting stack of paperwork but his mood is still fowled by how long it's taking.
"My fucking hand is going to cramp right off…", he seethes to the sheets lying before him on the desk, addressing, "The bane of my existence…"
"This is nothing young master, I wish to provoke your practicing of penmanship.", Peaches laughs nervously to his own joke after comprehending Naoya is not in the mood. He's happy at the fact that although Naoya was groomed for this position the young Zenin managed to find his own life despite everything. Peaches is extremely grateful to Elska because of the ways Naoya changed after meeting her. Watching the boy grow up in the loveless and harsh environment of the Zenin household worried him for years as until becoming involved with her, he was slowly morphing into a typical Zenin man.
"I literally just want to get back to my princess!", Naoya whines, "Who knows what they're doing to her!?"
He will always naturally harbor some form of distrust for Getou and perhaps even some for Satoru as well, reminding himself 'Gojo's insane!', but he at least isn't truly agonizing because he knows that his cousin is with her too. "Toji will keep things calm at least…", he sighs and stretches, "Him and Cho are the two I trust her with the most!" He leans back in the seat, lifting the front legs off of the floor.
"That's a pretty strange thing to say! You were always a strange guy though…".
Naoya nearly falls out of his chair when he tries to return to proper posture, "Woaaahh…", he embarrassingly catches himself against the desk after having flailed his arms, now shaking his head to the humility.
"Miss Maki! How have you been dear?!", Peaches is quick to offer her entrance, "What brings you home so soon?" He takes her dampened coat that reveals her sword which she flings outward until the tip is right under Naoya's chin.
"Put that away!!", the old man's voice sirens through the room as a warning.
Peaches's technique involves his voice but in a paralleled manner similar to the treasured projection technique. He can control the speed of his own sound which, when applied to a battle, can prove to be very useful tool. The compressed amount of energy used to send his wavelengths virtually explodes from speed induced and can hit a target to unleash the physical effects of the broken sound barrier. At its height of probability, the monstrous vibrations emitted to not only hard structures, but soft flesh, quake the foundational structure that holds the intended together. With buildings they can crumble, with humans it can easily rupture vital organs or decimate them entirely. He and his immediate branch of the clan refer to this technique as "Wise Man's Words" because of the amount of training and dedication that must go into mastering this rare ability. Peaches is one 36 Zenin members in the entirety of their sub clan's history to conquer this this feat and be capable to readily use it as a powerful, impactful weapon.
Naoya angles his brows as a bead of sweat trails down his face. He's not willing to see if Peaches's technique can harm him now or not. His hands remain in the air as if to symbolize his surrender but he asks, "Are you going to quit it or not Maki? Is it that time of the month or what?!"
"Hmph.", is all she offers while bringing the blade back by her hip, purposefully hitting Naoya with the butt of the grip.
"Bitch!"
Maki smiles, "I thought you were a tough guy Naoya but I could hear you whining from down the hall.", she mocks his glare with a haughty grin, "Sounds like you're the one having a period."
Right as Naoya huffs with discontent, Peaches drowns out the noises made by asking, "Miss Maki, have you made your point?" He remains respectful of both parties because both of these youngsters hold great promise in his eyes.
"Not at all actually…", she walks more into the room and sits on the corner of the desk, messing up the organized paperwork that was being worked on. When Naoya wheezes with irritation, she snips, "Get over it neat freak, I need to talk to you about something."
Naoya darts his eyes up to her, "I don't have time for this shit right now! I have somewhere to be!", and folds his arms while defiantly turning his head away, "Better quit messing with me, my princess can be a mean one!", but squeaks anxiously with wide eyes when Maki grabs his jaw to realign their viewpoints. Suddenly overwhelmed with the wrong idea, he nervously stutters, "Wh-what are you doing?!"
"Don't flatter yourself, chode.", she narrows her eyes until all of the weird fears he was exuding fade, "But that's kind of what I wanted to chat about." She lets him go and watches as he sets his back all the way against the chair as if that caught his attention.
Peaches tilts his head and gathers that he may have an idea as to what she's going to bring up and hopes in his heart that it's accepted.
Maki crosses her legs and adjusts her glasses, "You've always worked towards the position you're in today but I've been informed that its likely this future has become a burden to you." When she darts her eyes over to take in Naoya's words of, "What do you mean?", she adds, "I'm talking about your little Princess Elska. Isn't possible that you'd prefer to be with her than to rule over this clan?"
Peaches makes eye contact with Maki who winks kindly but then trains her perspective back onto the blonde.
"I'm not giving you the position of Hei, Maki…", Naoya rubs his face, "No matter how true what you say is." He really would rather spend his time with Elska but he was unable to come to this conclusion by himself until now.
"I too have changed.", she admits, "I no longer want to solely run this shit hole either but…", she smiles widely, "I wouldn't mind some power or control over it's future."
Naoya tries to pull one of the papers from beneath her butt and accidentally tears it, "Just my fucking luck…", he sarcastically drabbles. Annoyed about how long this is taking, he dispels the immediate urge to finish signing, "What exactly are asking of me, Maki?", and settles at the desk once more.
Her grin appears wider, "I just want to help co-manage behind the scenes. I don't care about notoriety, it'll be enough to know in my heart that I have the means to change some things around here." Her smile dissipates slowly, "The future children of this clan should not have to endure what we have. It's cruel and unusual…"
She was anticipating a snide remark but is beside herself when she notices Naoya in deep thought. She'd heard of his growth as a man but is stunned to see it in person because of how mean and unreasonable he's always been in the past.
Naoya leans forward a bit and thinks about his own new offspring. He's always planned on tearing down the old ways and practices that take form of abuse and neglect but this also has always seemed like a daunting task.
'She's right...we could definitely do it together…', he surmises internally before being swept away by the thoughts of him and Elska happily raising their child within these same halls. He always had reasons to do this before but they've been capitalized ever since he decided to be by Elska's side.
"Okay, fine.", Naoya jumps his eyes brows in a nicer tone, "I understand where you're coming from and I currently find myself in agreement."
Peaches beams proudly at the two of them, elated that he was able to witness such a wonderful merger. "I think this is a grand idea young Master Naoya…you both bring great perspectives that can surely demolish the old ways."
Maki is so caught off guard by his ability to reason that she almost forgets to hide her astonishment. Sliding off the desk to her feet she cheerfully adds, "Now you'll be able to spend more time with your princess without being crushed under the pressure!"
Naoya's face loses its newfound charm when he clearly thinks she's still making fun of him but she turns to leave, "I'll be in touch soon."
As her feet enter the hallway, she listens to the collecting of papers and snickers to his adamant behavior about finishing work, telling herself, 'You were right Nobara…he's not the man I described to you at all is he?'
Though much time has been focused on her hatred for Naoya, Maki finds that these walls murky structure will become weathered away by his new demeanor. She's not yet met Elska but now more than ever she's dying to.
"What kind of girl does it take to fix an asshole like him?", she knows she'll find out very soon.
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Naoya sits back down and uses his projection to sign the remaining documents even faster.
"AHA!", he cheers, "DONE!", Ignoring the charred marks and burnt paper, he discerns that his name is still legible enough. Arranging the pages neatly into one stack, the blonde joyfully jumps up from his seat to hand them to Peaches, "Maki will handle all of the signings from now on!"
"Erm…no Master Naoya, that's not how this works…", Peaches's words are left useless however as the blonde runs down the hall towards his quarters while shouting, "I am off to gather my princess some things from my room!"
Peaches can't help but laugh to himself though for seeing Naoya giddy after he was so withdrawn earlier lifts his own sorrows.
Naoya, in all of his readiness to leave has forgotten something pertinent so he turns around and peeks his head through the doorway, "I have a very important request that must be met!", he announces while accepting the warmhearted smile on the old goat's face.
"What can I do for you Master Naoya?", Peaches asks genuinely.
"I would like for a severance to be made out to the maid Rini and her surviving family members. They've served us diligently but I think it would be best for their contract to end." He sees the muddle on Peaches's expression so he continues, "I don't want them to ever experience financial burden, take this money from my own account and present it to them for me, please."
Naoya lowers his head, "It's the least I could do to ensure Rini's safety."
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Suguru made a quick stop to his project room after gathering everything else he came for into two tote bags.
He hasn't been in here since the day he first truly experienced Elska on the floor next to the desk he's walking towards. It's still a complete mess. Chunks of marble splayed all over the place from when Toji nearly killed him, Sain's blood splattered on the floor and wall that became after Suguru crushed Naoya, inadvertently ripping the Zenin's fangs out of his friend.
"Jesus…", he half laughs to himself but that smile fades when he sees the large indention in the wall.
His mind reluctantly flashes the images of Choso making love to Elska on this very desk but his heart doesn't hold the same disdain it did that day. No, his current contempt is over the fact that he's still not as close to her as he'd like to be. The others always seem to get in the way and he's not earned enough trust with the turned to seclude her on his own whims.
Getou sighs as he picks up the metal bouquet off of the floor, that being the item he came for. In the secrecy of this room, he bites his lip while changing his train of thought to the way he pinned her down with his gravity while rocking his hips into her.
"Little one…", he receives chills and speaks in a hushed tone as if she were right there to accept his endearment.
He now contemplates about her expression when he raised his face from between her legs and made her taste herself on his tongue.
"Mmmm…", he hums while hugging the flowers into his chest and thinking, 'It's difficult but she acknowledges my patience so maybe I should stay this course for now.', But as he is beginning to focus his traveling technique, he senses Sain nearing and holds off, expressing, "You can just come in, no need to knock."
Sain enters seconds later and bows, "Master Suguru, I have missed you." The hunter becomes red in the face when Getou bursts into laughter, "I-I didn't mean like…You know…uhhh.."
"I am merely messing with you Sain!", now starting to control his chuckles, "What can I help you with?", but then Suguru adds, "You're a good man, I miss you too."
Unsure of himself now, the hunter Titer nods to the affirmation and begins, "Have you seen Baidal around lately? I'm unable to locate him and find that odd."
Getou bends his neck to crack it, "Hmm…", he thinks back, not having noticed the young Titer's absence but is now concerned by this as well.
Though Baidal served directly under Kokoro, it's been made prevalent that his dedication was ultimately for himself; though Getou was too rancorous in the past to accept this openly.
"I believe the last time I saw him was before I was turned so it's been a while. Have you not inquired with Master Genghis? He was left in charge of everything while I was undergoing my synthesis."
That is not what Sain was hoping to hear but he hides his disappointment to save face, "I have asked him and he stated that Baidal left that campus to take care of something. I wish to question Master Genghis further but it would seem he as well has disappeared again."
Sain knows that Baidal would've given anything to see Getou in his new form.
Suguru finds that incredibly suspicious even with his devotion to Temujin, "Have Titers not tried the water way technique to find him?", he carefully asks with a raised eyebrow.
"That's just it, we have."
Sain studies the gears turning within Suguru and adds, "Wherever it is that he goes, its out of reach of the current restraints he's put on the technique. It's as if he doesn't want us to know where he visits."
He receives harsh eyes from Suguru for being so open about the meaning to his phrasing and this is tough because Sain has so much more about Temujin that he wants to say. Ever since the day he, Lidia and the rest of their fighters were gathered to form their plan of attack, Sain's known something was off about the false head.
Knowing that there should be no such boundaries on that technique, Getou internalizes what this could mean, 'Who were the others that he mentioned before? Is there a connection between these things? Is he hiding something? What is he hiding?'
Not wanting to raise alarm, Suguru stoically nods and asks, "Would you let me know when Master Genghis returns? I will be with Elska until then unless something changes."
"Yes, I can do that.", the grey eyed Titer bows again, "Do you want me to remain in control of the compound?"
Suguru masks his uncertainties over his mentor's whereabouts and offers Sain a smile of confidence, "I would really appreciate it if you could. I know I'm supposed to be the one managing things here but I find myself disinclined these days now that she has accepted me."
Getou's relieved to see the softness in the hunter's eyes, now understanding that Sain truly doesn't mind, "I think its time for you to have a serious promotion too. I will have it all worked out shortly."
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Amnessia feels Megumi's grip increasing and she's positive that its due to sensing the silver shaman's wickedness.
She doesn't know what to say though because she's come to learn that Gojo trained and looked over Megumi for most of his life and so, 'To have that very man kill his mother…', the thoughts are almost too much for her to bear. She tries sitting up but as she swivels her body upwards, the young Fushiguro is immediately pulling her back into him. She giggles kindly and asks, "Aren't you hungry yet? Let me prepare us some food."
Megumi knows he'd be lost if it wasn't for this mysterious beauty he's somehow succeeded in holding.
Nuzzling his face into her ear as they now face the same direction in the bed, he whispers, "Stay like this for just a little longer…" She relaxes once more and their novel closeness compels him to kiss her lobe.
"Oh I see…", he hears Amnessia playful tone.
"Who-huh?", Megumi's left in shock as she instantly rolls over and pins him into the mattress. With wide eyes, he looks up to her and gulps down air while thinking 'Is she...wai-should we do this?!!', as he doesn't want to disrespect her in any way but he'd be lying if a woman's touch wouldn't sooth his tormented soul.
"Listen here Mister!", she playfully starts, "Why don't you take me out on a date first before trying your luck? I can promise you, I'm worth it."
She's forced to giggle as the fleeting fear stems across his features, his words chiming in to defend his actions.
"No! Please know that I wasn't trying to-…" but Megumi's voice is muffled by the meeting of their lips.
'Huh?', he wonders as she sensually combats the words she just spoke but a fire ignites within him as they engage in this behavior and with newfound aggression, he wraps his arms around her to keep her in place. She moans quietly and it sends his heart racing all while his mind mischievously fires but as his hands are cautiously sliding down to her thighs and rear, she pulls away and sits up.
Amnessia would feel terrible about teasing him but in all honesty, she wants to know more about this man underneath her. It's obvious to her that he's unsure of what to say now and likely feels like a beast for proceeding even after she drew the line so she explains, "I'm trying to stop myself as well!" His reddened face that speaks of need councils her body to continue but she knows in her heart that Megumi is worth more than a rebound and shifts her weight to leave the bed.
He sits up and rubs his head, unsure of exactly what she was trying to say when everything is so conflicting and it leads to him actually being disgusted with himself for being so horny during the mourning period of his mother.
"I…ummm…I'm really sorry…", he states with remorse in his tone, "I don't know what's wrong with me."
Amnessia, who was walking away to the mini fridge for some leftovers stops mid-step and spins herself around with a smirk, "Don't apologize. That will have me thinking you regret it."
"I don't!", he assures, "At all! I really like you and you've been nothing but amazing…" He lowers his head to view the pillows to the side of him and blushes heavily, "It sounds really weird but I think I want you to be my girlfriend..." Megumi flinches to her laughter that now makes him feel like a fool so he turns away and pouts within the sheets once more, 'Why am I so stupid!?', he berates himself with shut eyes.
Slinking back to the bed, Amnessia combs through his wild hair with her hand and softly whispers, "I think I would like that too, but lets give it a little more time. I have baggage, Megumi."
Snatching her hand and tucking it under his chin he retorts with a natural smirk, "I happen to be a very organized young man and besides...well, you see the shit show that is my life so you know I have issues as well…"
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Having the knowledge via Sukuna of what Elska and the turned were up to, Itadori tries to postpone Shoko's need to see her.
"Hey...WAIT! They might be sleeping or uhhh…something!", but he fails to stop Ieiri or this other man that pays her too much mind, "I'm telling you we reeaaally should call before showing up!"
Hiromi scoffs, "I promise you that they're being very active at the moment.", he ends the sentence there but monologues, 'They're like wild fucking animals. No actually, not even animals would do what I just saw…'
"Yuuji, I appreciate your gallant nature but I need to see her so we can come up with a plan for Kento.", Shoko ends the debate by increasing her pace. When they all arrive to the door that leads them outside towards the direction of the old building where the turned are located, she huffs to the storm raging outside.
"Damn…", she mutters under her breath, "It looks pretty bad out there…"
The rain impales their path as it comes in sideways and the wind is a rapture all of its own but as she's squinting to peer off in the distance she realizes, "Their power has been knocked out, I don't see any lights."
"Yuuuuuuuuuuuiji!!!"
Itadori turns around to find Nobara running up to them so he opens his arms to accept her arrival. She plummets into him so hard that he's rammed into the wall but plays it off as her care warms him, explaining to her, "Hey! I meant to go see you but there's a lot going on."
"I WAS SO WORRIED YOU ASSHOLE!", she yells while smacking his arm. Changing her tune though, she now inquires, "Are you at least feeling better now?"
Hiromi turns his attention away from the young love birds and leans down to Shoko, "Perhaps we should wait until this storm dies down. It would be safer if we did."
He registers her anxiety but is relieved to see that it seems she's beginning to agree. His eyes trail down to her cleavage on their own but he rips them away while feeling like an animal himself.
'This is Kento's woman…', he irritatingly reiterates to himself but the speaks out loud, "And uhh…maybe we should put on more clothes.
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Choso has since been sent out of the room to inform Naoya's men that he will be returning soon.
"I don't know what he wants you guys to do but since the lights are out, take a break!" Choso smiles to their acceptance of this but takes an extended period of time to see how much they've accomplished.
Even in the darkness, the newly painted walls of different colors that add depth and the neatly arranged furniture surprises him greatly. One of the men tells him that the master bedroom and bath was ready to use though the calking installed around the tub has yet to dry. Choso hurriedly paces towards that end of the building, excited to view their new room.
"WOW!", Choso's mouth hangs open as he guides Gojo's energy closer to see the details. Their room is of course, the Zenin blue but it's adorned with a freakishly large bed that has a canopy that hangs light blue sheer sheets.
"Elska is going to love this.", he tells himself while stepping deeper into the gigantic room.
He's never seen so many dressers and wardrobes but with the way they're spread out along the walls, it doesn't even seem cluttered.
"Cho", he reads on one and turns his head to find that all of their names are actually etched into a one.
The farthest wall, closest to the bed is line with mirrors which makes his mind wander to how this is going to be used.
"Naoya is a genius.", he surmises but snaps out of it when he becomes thrilled with seeing the other's reactions, "Ooooo! I have to tell them!"
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Gojo continues to taunt Toji with his whimsical ways since he now knows that Elska is not upset with him.
"Gojo, you sick fuck, knock IT OFF!", the giant demands as the silver shaman keeps trying to near her.
"Ohhhhh, come on big guy…don't be like that…", Satoru wiggles his fingers as if he's going to grab Toji's chest but receives a punch to the face that doesn't sting. Pretending his feelings are hurt though, he shoots Elska puppy dog eyes and whines, "My love…he's so violent!"
Elska kisses Toji's cheek but then asks to be lowered. The giant's reluctance is evident but she thinks to him, 'Please just let it go. I really don't think he meant to do that…', but all he gives is a grunt before turning away. Satoru wastes no time in hugging her, which she's honestly happy about considering she expected the proof of her pregnancy to affect him differently.
"My love…", he whispers into her hair, "I promise you that I'll protect you and this kid as well…"
He's met with her watering eyes which is when he's a little burned to comprehend that she was perhaps anticipating that he'd say the opposite. With a soulful grin, he adds, "We are going to have the best family."
Toji too is taken back by that statement as he thinks, 'That's if you don't fucking eat her…", still beyond unnerved by that happening, "God that was disgusting…"
Gojo pouts out his lip and bends his neck to better see her, "I may have to kill the Elders though, my love. Are you cool with that?"
Elska, now nearly whole, smirks to this as the elders have surely overplayed their hand before and are likely to do it again, "Yes Sati…and I would like to help you."
"WHAT?", Toji stomps his foot with urgency, "No way doll, what the hell are you two thinking? Are you trying to make the entire shaman world your enemy?" He reaches out for her shoulder, "How could think that would make things better?"
Elska steps away from them both and in her bareness stands before them confidently. It's in her nature to destroy and conquer but she's only hinted to this the day Naoya was turned.
"We are beyond their control but that will not stop them from trying. If the elders do not wish to bend to our love then they will bleed by our hate."
Gojo sighs wantonly, her stance on the matter turning him on, "You are too perfect love, what am I going to do with you?!", he asks as he leisurely licks his lips and steps closer. Oddly enough, this physical insinuation is enough to ramp her up as well, their eyes glowing as he closes the distance.
"Back the fuck off Gojo, she needs a break!", Toji can tell by Satoru's energy that he was ready to go another round. "We've literally all had our fill don't you think? No one is poking her again tonight."
Gojo's phone lights up again which prompts the giant to urge, "Go pick up Naoya and stop being a fucking creep!" When Gojo ultimately listens and disappears, Toji loses his hypertonicity and leans against the wall, "For fuck sake…"
"My beloved?", she quietly calls to him.
Toji rests his tired eyes onto her and nods,
"Would you stand against me if I wished to turn this world upside down?"
The silence leaves her apprehensive as he drags his hands down a paling, uncertain face.
"My beloved, I don't want to hurt the innocent but I do wish to bring an end to the manipulation. Sati's right about the clans you know, they won't be so quick to accept us as we are unless they're made to...and that starts with the elders."