Cross Effects 3.0 - The Third Time's the Charm? The Velvet Room (NSFW version)

[Elf]

Saber

Saber writhed, flushed and her green eyes starting to grow hazy as Shirou continued to nurse.  It was almost too much, the constant tug and caress of his mouth upon her nipple.  There was the alternation of heat and wetness as it was surrounded.

There were tiny flutters deep within her and that wetness was leaking more and more from her core.  She felt swollen and over-sensitive, and her skin was flushed from head to toe.  Her hands ran through and gripped his hair as she writhed against him.

Then he moved his head, switching to the other breast.  She bit her lip from crying out again, but she was aware of her hips moving, her legs parting so he could fit between him.  It was such a carnal act, but she could not stop her self.  She had no desire to stop herself, let tiny icy knots were fluttering in her stomach.

"S-shirou, p-please . . ." she managed to say, not knowing what she needed or how to even name such a thing.


Forest

The vampire could sense Tom's pleasure, happiness, and ever mounting need.  It mingled with her own, causing her to cry out against his lips.  The mental tie was almost too much, but she could see why he wanted it.  The closeness was staggering, being completely open to another like this.

Hips moved more and more and there was that delicious tension spiraling inside her.  She felt both light and heavy at the same time.  Her head swam and all she could do was cling to him with her legs and cry out against their kisses.

Then, between his ardor filled  thrusts and nimble fingers, that tension finally shattered again.  She arched towards him with a keening cry as his hands moved to her breasts.  Her core trembled with delight as darkness blacked in her vision.

[Alice]

Tom

Through their mental link, their combined pleasure was almost too much, his vision blackening as his lover's was, but he didn't care. He kept up his efforts anyway, the sudden gripping tightness around his length feeling just right, pressure mounting within him, but he held out longer now, what conscious part of him was left knowing that good things would come if he waited just a bit more.

More and more he became a slave to his own lust, his attentions laid upon her becoming more rough and yet more thorough all at once, utterly and completely consumed by the act now as he was. But a part of him, deep down, silenced by the loss of rational thought, told him that soon he would have to let go. For the pressure was mounting, and already it was starting to become painful...

[Kaze]

Shirou looked up into the petite blond's eyes when she called out to him, her expression clouded and distant. His careful ministrations slowed, trying to decypher what Saber could have been asking while ignoring her tightening grip on his hair. He wanted to continue adoring her body, to touch her, taste her and make her feel and the fires of his own need kept spreading through his body, burning away all other thought and leaving him uncomfortably aroused.

Shirou continued to nurse her sensitive skin while one hand traveled down Saber's body, across her belly and underneath the skirt and panties to find her nether-region. He overshot his target: A tiny nub, barely peeking out of her folds that he accidentally gave two strong rubs before finding it.

[Elf]

Saber

Saber shivered as she felt Shirou's hand trail down her body to between her legs.  Tension and anticipation filled her body as her stomach knotted up as his hand slid into her panties.  His fingers prodded her wet folds and she cried out.

Then there was rough pressure.  It stung and yet shot fire through her body at the same time.  A hiss tore from her lips as she moved to grip his hand.  Her thighs pressed together on their own and her grip tightened on his hair.


Forest

Forest felt Tom swell inside of her as his thrusts increased their tempo.  She pulled him closer and leaned up to kiss him, tasting his need and mounting frustration.  Her nimble tongue danced with his as she moved her hips in time with his.

You can let go now, she sent to him, assuring him, and selfishly wanting to feel that rush of warmth through her again.

[Alice]

Tom

Tom obeyed Forest with little hesitation, the pressure inside beginning to hurt more and more. Again, his warm seed filled her core, but he didn't stop kissing her, the rate slowing down to something more gentle and nuanced as he began to come down, but he continued nonetheless. In the place of frenzied pleasure was a warm glow, and he found himself enjoying that just as much as what he'd just experienced moments before.

[Kaze]

Saber hissed loudly and one hand shot out to grab his own while the other tightened its grip on his hair. Startled, Shirou pulled back, not sure if that was a good reaction or not but his lover's grimace gave him a sinking feeling in his gut that he had screwed up.

"A-are you alright Saber?" he asked, holding her hand and threading his fingers through hers. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this..." looking away, Shirou only then realized how hot his skin felt and how heavy his breathing was. He tried to calm himself, but the knowledge that Saber was nearly naked and panting next to him continued to fuel his own arousal, making him feel even more ashamed.

[Panda]

While the whipping and the subsequent healing continues, Xarrest's newest set of tendrils reach out behind him, having properly adjusted the set of manacles hanging from the ceiling, and grab the manacles before bringing them forward. Xarrest indicates for Rahab to stop, which she does almost instantly, though not before getting one last lash in.

Xarrest then quickly reaches up, claps the new set of manacles around Rider's wrists before opening up the ones holding her to the wall, tendrils already going to work manipulating the levers to bring the new set of chains up, dragging Rider off the wedge and to the center of the room, pulling up enough that Rider can maintain contact with the ground if she stands on her toes.

"Anything you'd like to say in your defense before we continue?" Xarrest asks, retracting the whip and lowering a tendril to the floor in preparation for another of those wedges, while the other hand is suddenly holding a metal cane, "Or perhaps you'd like to confess?"

[Elf]

Forest

Forest kissed him and felt the warmth flood her.  She smiled and asked, "Better?"

He kissed her again, and she pulled him in close and returned the favor.


Saber

Saber squeezed Shirou's fingers as the intertwined with his.  His mismatched eyes were wide as he then looked away.  So the former king sat up and threw her arms around him, pulling him close.

He was feverishly hot against his as she kissed his forehead and his cheeks and then finally his lips.  "It was unexpected . . . No one else has touched me there before," she admitted to him, stroking his hair back from his face.

[Alice]

Tom

Already kissing her as he was, he decided to answer telepathically.

Yes. Very much so.

He took advantage of her pulling him close with her legs to put his arms around her, his hands caressing her back, enjoying the less breakneck pace now that things were slowing down.

[Kaze]

"Saber?" Shirou gave a surprised mumble as the girl King gave him soothing kisses. Relief coursed through him upon the realization that she wasn't upset. He wrapped his arms around her to return the hug and held her tight against him. Pressing his cheek to hers, Shirou cooed his lover's name, enjoying the way it felt on his tongue.

Pressed up against Saber like this, the freelancer could feel her flushed skin against his own as her lungs expanded and collapsed, still panting slightly. He could feel his own erection twitch in his suddenly very tight pants, and he couldn't help but blush, knowing the blond could feel it all too well.

[Cherry Lover]

Rider continued to moan as Rahab continued whipping her over and over, still wondering what Xarrest's tendrils were up to. After a few moments, though, she could sense him grabbing at some manacles overhead and, then, signaling to the elemental to stop her assault, which she did, but only after eliciting one final moan of pain from her victim.

Quickly, he fastened the new manacles around her wrists, before removing the old ones and, then, using the levers on the wall to lift her up off the wedge and into the centre of the room, open to attack from any angle. Rider stretched her feet out as he lowered her until, finally, she was able to just about touch the floor, when stood on tiptoes.

"Anything you'd like to say in your defense before we continue?" he asked, as Rider sensed more movement in his tendrils. "Or perhaps you'd like to confess?"

Confess to what? I already admitted 'stealing' the drinks.

Still, she felt she should play along for the moment, to see where this was going.

"Of course I confess to taking those drinks, I already admitted to that", she said, confused.

Hmm, what's he going to do now? she wondered.

This was the first time she had actually not "fought" him. How would he react to her honest response?

I do wonder when he intends to fully strip me, too..., thought Rider, recalling the presence of her still-somewhat-icy panties.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Lorenzo Remei

Sipping yet another cup of tea, Lorenzo glanced around. It seemed he was now in a rather strange place, one where men and women fulfilled their most carnal desires surrounded by a near infinite quantity of drink.

"Seems like i'm late to the party..." he murmured before taking yet another sip. He was disappointed, it didn't seem many were "unoccupied" at this point, Lorenzo didn't see a single soul to try his luck on.

"Oh well, maybe if  I wait a bit, a pretty lass will magically appear before my eyes." He thought, his fifth cup of tea now finished. It was the time to try something stronger.

"Bartender, have ye any ale at your disposal?"
And ale he did receive. Now looking at the endless horizon that was his glass, he sighed.
"Man, a pretty maiden would be nice...".  He'd wait, after all, all good things come to those who wait.

[Panda]

Time to take a page of out of the Spanish Inquisition's book, I think.

...Torturing her until we hear the confession we want to hear before continuing to torture her is hardly exclusive to the Spanish Inquisition.

You don't know that for sure!

And neither do you.

Fine, you do it then.

Turning the tendril connecting to the beginnings of the wedge into a fine chain to allow himself freedom of movement, Adjutor paces towards Rider, stopping about two feet away before taking a moment to inspect her bound form.

"Curious," he says in character, as if he hadn't heard the 'confession', "That you would actually enjoy the pain."

"I mean," he starts, using the cane to lift one breast up, "You really should look at yourself."

With that, he withdraws the cane and quickly brings it down on the soft mound.

"Sweating profusely," he continues, lifting up the other breast, "Literally soaked in your own arousal."

"And yet," he repeats the movement, smashing the cane down on the soft flesh, "Despite the pain, you've already...something...not sure what, but I know it was something significant. Whatever it was, you've already done that once."

With that, he steps in and traces the cane up an almost bared leg, letting it come to rest at the underwear-covered slit at about half way along the cane.

"And considering that you were so eager to have me rub up against you again," he says, pressing the cane against Rider, before moving it back and forth, grinding the cane against her slit, "I'd have to guess that you'd even enjoy something like this."

After a few moments of this treatment, Adjutor stops, pacing around to Rider's back. Immediately, he sets his sights upon the most obvious target.

"And what about this?" Adjutor says, bringing the cane down hard on Rider's ass, "Did you really think that a confession for a crime that you've already been convicted of would matter to me?"

"Honestly," he continues, bringing the cane down again and again, "What do you take me for?"

[Cherry Lover]

Rider stood forced up onto tiptoes, anticipating Xarrest's response, her arousal once again rising. After a few moments, he approached her and, after looking her over for a moment, spoke.

"Curious", he says, "That you would actually enjoy the pain", he said.

It's taken him long enough to catch on....

"I mean", he continues, Rider noticing that her breast is being lifted upwards by the metal cane, "you really should look at yourself".

Then, he withdraws the cane, allowing the breast to drop back to its natural state, before bringing the cane down on it.

"Ahhh", Rider yelps as the cane hits her soft mound.

Xarrest, however, simply moves onto the other breast, continuing his lecture as he does so.

"Sweating profusely, literally soaked in your own arousal", he continues, the cane underneath her breast for a moment, before being withdrawn once more.

"And yet", he continues, bringing the cane down once more, "despite the pain, you've already...something...not sure what, but I know it was something significant. Whatever it was, you've already done that once."

Rider yelps once more at the impact, although less loudly, and her face flushes slightly at his mention of her arousal, and prior orgasm.

With that, Xarrest approaches her and begins to trace the cane up her leg and up towards her sensitve slit, causing a slight shudder of pleasure in the rather-aroused Rider.

"And considering that you were so eager to have me rub up against you again", he says, pressing the cane into her covered slit and rubbing it back and forth, "I'd have to guess that you'd even enjoy something like this."

Rider begins moaning from the pleasure of the cane rubbing against her, confirming the truth of his words. The continued rubbing causes her to moan more and more, coming close to yet another orgasm. However, before she can cum, he stops the rubbing, causing Rider to let out an involuntary sigh of disappointment. She senses him walk behind her, guessing what is likely to come next.

"And what about this?", he says, bringing the cane down on Rider's still-covered behind.

"Ahh", Rider yelps, the pain from the somewhat-forceful blow reduced somewhat by the panties covering her soft backside.

Did you really think that a confession for a crime that you've already been convicted of would matter to me?" he continues.

Well, what else did he want?

However, before she is able to make a statement, he continues, caning her over and over whilst he speaks, causing her to yelp slightly with each impact, keeping her arousal high.

"Honestly, what do you take me for?" he says.

"Well, someone... ahh... who isn't veRY skilled at exTRACTing confessions', apparently", Rider replies, trying her best to hide the effect of the caning in her reply.

"You've not even reMOVEd my panties yet", she added, snarkily, controlling the tone of her voice somewhat better now. "They absorb... ahh... some of the blow. And, how am I SUpposed to confess if you won't tell me what I'm confessing to?

[Panda]

"Well, this is my first time," Adjutor admits, bringing the cane down one last time before retracting it into his hand, "So I'll have to thank you for the advice later."

With that, he forms the hook-tipped whip once again, bring down against Rider's backside again and again, slicing through fabric and skin alike until the panties are tattered rags, held to Rider's body only by the barely intact band. Retracting the whip into his hand, he grabs what's left and tears them off, tossing them aside as he forms the cane once more.

"As for your confession," Adjutor says, resuming the caning as he moves around to Rider's front once more, focusing on her breasts, but with a few experimental blows on her belly, "You would do well to stop being dishonest with yourself. You know why you're being punished."

"At least," he says, pushing more metal into the beginnings of the wedge, "That's what I would like to say, if you hadn't just questioned my competence."

With that, the wedge comes up suddenly, slamming into Rider and pushing her off the ground altogether.

"Now then," he says, sadistic tones coming into his voice as he paces around to Rider's back, bringing the cane down on Rider's ass again and again, sparing an experimental blow for her back, "Let's see what it's going to take for you to see the error of your ways."