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

[Panda]

Sounds like Xarrest is the one I want....

"Xarrest can use those tentacles, right? If so, then, given my interests, I feel he would probably be more capable of attending to my needs without faltering. And, do not worry about my experience, your special skills make for a more than adequate replacement for that, if you use them fully and without restraint", she said.

"As for my blindfold, as I said, what is underneath would make you very hard indeed, and not in a good way. I have glasses and contacts I can use to the same effect as the blindfold, but I do enjoy being blindfolded for this, it makes the other sensations more surprising and sharper.

And, if you want to see what is underneath the rest of my outfit, well, I'm not going to remove it. But, it's a magical outfit, I can regenerate it whenever I like. I'm sure you have ways of exposing what is underneath....", Rider added with a sultry smirk.

Well, I suppose that's just how the cards fall.

Indeed it is.

With that, Adjutor's eyes briefly flash an opaque silver, as Adjutor lets go and Xarrest takes hold, before Xarrest reapplies the seal, turning his eyes back to their normal brown.

"Don't quite understand what you mean by magical," Xarrest says, wry undertones differentiating him from Adjutor's level tone, "But if it regenerates, then surely you won't mind if I end up...damaging it, would you?"

"That aside," he continues, "It seems that both of us have finished our drinks. Would you prefer more? Or perhaps we could move on to..." a mischievous grin breaks out on his face, "Other entertainments?"

Don't go and bite off more than you can chew, now.

Please consider what you've done in the past. Then consider this statement. I leave the rest to you.

[Cherry Lover]

Rider looked on as Adjutor's eyes briefly flashed silver, before turning back.

Odd. I assume that was them changing over, she thought.

Then, Xarrest spoke, the change in tone showing the difference between the two.

"Don't quite understand what you mean by magical. But if it regenerates, then surely you won't mind if I end up...damaging it, would you?" he said.

"That aside," he continues, "It seems that both of us have finished our drinks. Would you prefer more? Or perhaps we could move on to..." a mischievous grin breaks out on his face, "Other entertainments?"

"Yes, since my outfit can regenerate, it is of no concern to me if it gets damaged", Rider said.

Then, after a slight pause, she continued, her voice dripping with lust.

"Oh, by the way, my body can also regenerate...", she added.

Then, after pausing for a moment to allow those words to sink in, she continued to speak. She knew that she needed to give him some assurance of how far he could go, and that she could stop him if she desired. That was the only way to make sure he would act as she desired him to.

"Well, I'm always up for more, so do as you desire....

If I wish for you to stop, I shall say 'seaweed'. Until I do so, you should not hold back. At all. Even if you believe you need to", she added.

Then, Rider started making a guilty face, and patting herself over exaggeratedly, as if she was looking for something.

"Oh, dear, I appear to have forgotten my purse, and I've been drinking all these drinks without payment...", she added in mock alarm.

[Panda]

Rider looked on as Adjutor's eyes briefly flashed silver, before turning back.

Odd. I assume that was them changing over, she thought.

Then, Xarrest spoke, the change in tone showing the difference between the two.

"Don't quite understand what you mean by magical. But if it regenerates, then surely you won't mind if I end up...damaging it, would you?" he said.

"That aside," he continues, "It seems that both of us have finished our drinks. Would you prefer more? Or perhaps we could move on to..." a mischievous grin breaks out on his face, "Other entertainments?"

"Yes, since my outfit can regenerate, it is of no concern to me if it gets damaged", Rider said.

Then, after a slight pause, she continued, her voice dripping with lust.

"Oh, by the way, my body can also regenerate...", she added.

Then, after pausing for a moment to allow those words to sink in, she continued to speak.

"Well, I'm always up for more, so do as you desire....

If I wish for you to stop, I shall say 'seaweed'. Until I do so, you should not hold back. At all. Even if you believe you need to", she added.

Then, Rider started making a guilty face, and patting herself over exaggeratedly, as if she was looking for something.

"Oh, dear, I appear to have forgotten my purse, and I've been drinking all these drinks without payment...", she added in mock alarm.

"It makes sense that you can regenerate," Xarrest notes, "But all that really matters is that you can."

Definitely a masochist.

With all that it entails...Though I doubt her bounds for pain would be within normal ones, considering what we know about Spirits.

Strange word to use, though...seaweed?

Makes sense, actually. It's not something she's likely to say for any reason relating to what is about to happen, so if she does say it, it should be obvious we're doing something wrong

Final piece of evidence. She's citing not having paid for her drinks, and she picked out this place herself. In the medieval days, stealing food and drink was a serious crime, which made sense back then.

So she wants us to 'punish' her?

Officially confirmed for masochist.

"My my," Xarrest says, shaking his head as he gets up and makes his way to the door, "And I'd had this wonderful evening all planned out. I suppose that's going to have to go down the drain now. You've done a bad thing, after all. Something you really should be punished for," he allows a slight smirk, "Try to make things easy for both of us and turn yourself in."

[Cherry Lover]

Rider smiled at Xarrest's words, her arousal rising.

He seems to have got the hint.

But, she wasn't going to stop quite yet. She wanted him to drag her there, and she certainly didn't want to make things "easy" for herself.

"No, you'll never take me alive!" Rider said, before pushing past him and bolting for the door at a speed she was sure was slow enough for him to catch her.

[Panda]

Rider smiled at Xarrest's words, her arousal rising.

He seems to have got the hint.

But, she wasn't going to stop quite yet. She wanted him to drag her there.

"No, you'll never take me alive!" Rider said, before pushing past him and bolting for the door at a speed she was sure he could intercept.

So, this one likes to play, does she...

...If that's is how she wants to do it.

Instead of bothering with Rider, Xarrest first sends tendrils to the door, some stabbing into the wall nearby and anchoring themselves there, and others slipping between the door and the frame before solidifying as a bar on the outside of the door, holding it firmly in place. Turning the intermediate length of metal between his hand and the door into a fine chain, Adjutor makes his way over, the tattoos on his other hand already melting into a single mass before tendrils thicker than the ones barring the door snake around Rider's arms, securing themselves by solidifying into an uncompromising metal vise as Adjutor melts the other hand's constructs and opens the door, dragging Rider behind him if she didn't keep up as he marched along, looking for a suitable room.

Then they come across a rather...simple room. One decorated only with sets of manacles hanging from the walls and the ceiling, in addition to various implements hanging from the walls. Simple things, mainly, like whips and paddles, though there is evidence of a few more complicated devices, but those aren't pertinent.

Perfect.

Good to see you're getting into this.

I desire nothing more than to give her a good time. If that is accomplished through pain, then so be it, though it might take a moment for me to get my head around the concept.

The best part about this particular room was that Adjutor/Xarrest had room to improvise. Of course, this wasn't on his mind as he made to drag Rider in, slightly wary of any more token resistance she might put up now.

[Cherry Lover]

Before Rider could even reach the door, Adjutor's tendrils had already blocked her from opening it. She pushed on the door using a surprisingly large proportion of her strength, but to no avail.

Wow, he's pretty good.

Of course, she could just change into spiritual form and phase through the door, but that would defeat the point.

Instead, she continued pushing, attempting to "break" the seal, until Adjutor approached her and wrapped several thick tendrils around her hands, solidifying into a metal vice she wasn't entirely sure she could break even if she tried. Then, he took hold of her arm and dragged her out of the door. Rider wriggled around, as if she was attempting to break free from his grasp, but she had no real desire to succeed.

She noticed him dragging her towards a rather simple room, with some shackles and a few torture implements. Normally, she'd have been disappointed by his choice, but with his abilities, she thought it might be a better to allow him to improvise.

This is going to be fun....

As she was dragged towards the door, Rider spoke once more, with a mock frightened tone.

"Where are you taking me? What are you going to do?"

[Panda]

Before Rider could even reach the door, Adjutor's tendrils had already blocked her from opening it. She pushed on the door using a surprisingly large proportion of her strength, but to no avail.

Wow, he's pretty good.

Of course, she could just change into spiritual form and phase through the door, but that would defeat the point.

Instead, she continued pushing, attempting to "break" the seal, until Adjutor approached her and wrapped several thick tendrils around her hands, solidifying into a metal vice she wasn't entirely sure she could break even if she tried. Then, he took hold of her arm and dragged her out of the door. Rider wriggled around, as if she was attempting to break free from his grasp, but she had no real desire to succeed.

She noticed him dragging her towards a rather simple room, with some shackles and a few torture implements. Normally, she'd have been disappointed by his choice, but with his abilities, she thought it might be a better to allow him to improvise.

This is going to be fun....

As she was dragged towards the door, Rider spoke once more, with a mock frightened tone.

"Where are you taking me? What are you going to do?"

Well now, someone's getting into it...

"Where I am taking you should be obvious. As to what I'm going to do, suffice it to say that you've done a bad thing. And you need to be punished for it."

With that, Xarrest brings his arm up, dragging Rider up with it, withdrawing the Armogarians for long enough to clap a wall-mounted manacle around one of Rider's wrists, before quickly grabbing hold of the other wrist and securing that one. The chains on the manacles actually extended a bit of a distance from the wall, allowing for a space behind Rider if the chains were at full extension and Rider's  arms extended behind her. With this in mind, Xarrest starts letting the tattoos flow together, wondering what form he's going to have them take this time around...

"Well, seeing as we want that dress off her, perhaps tendrils..." With that, Xarrest's left arm grows a set of tendrils that solidfy, hanging uselessly at his side, as he plans to go about the actual undressing later.

"You know," Xarrest starts, pacing back and forth in front of the bound Rider, "Stealing things like food really was a serious offense back in those days, likely because there wasn't much to go around for the lower classes. But that's besides the point. The point is that you need to be punished, and I'm the only one here willing and able...But first..."  Xarrest slides in close, a single hand gently caressing Rider's face, though chilled due to the metal of the Armogarians present in them, "I don't see why at least some fun can't be had before hand..."

[Kaze]

A surge of elation ran through him at Saber's affirmation, and Shirou smiled unwittingly as he slowly leaned down to gently press his lips to hers. The first was brief and almost chaste, lasting for only a second, then he kissed her again, and again, each longer and more intense than the last. After the fourth kiss he carefully licked at her lips, tasting a faint vanilla before pulling back only slightly, still close enough for their noses to lightly rub against each other. His own half-lidded eyes stared into her emerald pools with a sense of wonder.

“I never forgot you Saber,” he said with a whisper. With those words Shirou leaned in again for a long, slow kiss, touching her tongue to her mouth in a silent request.

[Elf]

Saber's green eyes widened as Shirou pressed his lips against hers.  He did it again and again.  Her heart was pounding in her chest with each gentle touch of his lips on hers.  When his tongue touched her lips, she wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her tip-toes.

"I know," she replied, looking up at him, "And I won't let you fall."

Her lips parted and she tentatively flicked her tongue against his.

[Kaze]

Shirou's confusion as to what her words could mean was promptly set aside when he felt her tongue briefly touch his own in invitation. Carefully, as though trying to remember how to dance, he slid his tongue along hers, trying to coax her to do the same. Both of his arms wrapped around her back and held her tight, trying to ensure she wouldn't leave again.

[Cherry Lover]

"Where I am taking you should be obvious. As to what I'm going to do, suffice it to say that you've done a bad thing. And you need to be punished for it", said Adjutor, dragging Rider into the room.

"No, please...", Rider said, more mock fear in her voice.

Of course, Adjutor took no notice of her "pleas". Instead, he dragged her towards the wall and, then, withdrawing the metal bindings, clasped her hands into the manicles hanging from it, leaving her bound and helpless before him.

Rider's arousal grew, her white silk panties becoming damp.

"Well, seeing as we want that dress off her, perhaps tendrils...", said Adjutor, as he grew a set of tendrils on his left arm, before beginning to pace in front of Rider.

"You know, stealing things like food really was a serious offense back in those days, likely because there wasn't much to go around for the lower classes. But that's besides the point", he said.

Yeah, I didn't really need a history lesson..., thought Rider.

Still, her arousal was building. She was helpless and bound, for him to do whatever he wished, and she knew it wouldn't be long now.

"The point is that you need to be punished, and I'm the only one here willing and able...But first...", he continued, sliding in close to her and bringing up his hand to carress her face, "I don't see why at least some fun can't be had before hand...".

Rider could feel the cold hand carressing her face, and felt anticipation for what was to come. What he would do to her now she was caught.

"No! Leave me alone!" she said with mock anger, squirming as she did so.

[Panda]

"Where I am taking you should be obvious. As to what I'm going to do, suffice it to say that you've done a bad thing. And you need to be punished for it", said Adjutor, dragging Rider into the room.

"No, please...", Rider said, more mock fear in her voice.

Of course, Adjutor took no notice of her "pleas". Instead, he dragged her towards the wall and, then, withdrawing the metal bindings, clasped her hands into the manicles hanging from it, leaving her bound and helpless before him.

Rider's arousal grew, her white silk panties becoming damp.

"Well, seeing as we want that dress off her, perhaps tendrils...", said Adjutor, as he grew a set of tendrils on his left arm, before beginning to pace in front of Rider.

"You know, stealing things like food really was a serious offense back in those days, likely because there wasn't much to go around for the lower classes. But that's besides the point", he said.

Yeah, I didn't really need a history lesson..., thought Rider.

Still, her arousal was building. She was helpless and bound, for him to do whatever he wished, and she knew it wouldn't be long now.

"The point is that you need to be punished, and I'm the only one here willing and able...But first...", he continued, sliding in close to her and bringing up his hand to carress her face, "I don't see why at least some fun can't be had before hand...".

Rider could feel the cold hand carressing her face, and felt anticipation for what was to come. What he would do to her now she was caught.

"No! Leave me alone!" she said with mock anger, squirming as she did so.

"It's a little pointless to struggle right now," Xarrest says, "Seeing as you're already bound."

Upon closer inspection, Xarrest notices a set of levers on a nearby panel, likely something to to with the chains.

"But first..." Xarrest considers Rider, bound and 'helpless' before him. She could probably break the chains or, failing that, simply phase through them, but she didn't. Xarrest had to take a moment to force down a full body shudder as he looked her, the reality of the current situation making itself known in ways more apparent than the suddenly apparent throbbing that seemed to echo through his entire being.

"First, I suppose we could enjoy this first," Xarrest says, drawing close as he hesitantly brings his hand down from her face to trace along her body, marveling at the softness he can feel even through the strange suit. The tattooed hand traces nervously along her breasts, continuing downwards along Rider's navel all the way down to her thighs, before beginning to move across to the other side when he notes a strange dampness on his fingers. Surprised and curious in equal measures, he presses in slightly, surprised further by the increase in the strange dampness before drawing his fingers away, lingering for a moment as if hesitant to withdraw completely, to find them coated in some strange fluid. Xarrest allows a moment to take in the new smell, a curious musk, before holding it close to Rider's nose.

"Care to tell me what this is?" Xarrest asks, realizing that, as Rider can't see with the blindfold on, she can probably identify this unknown substance through taste or smell.

[Cherry Lover]

In response to Rider's fake plea, Xarrest spoke once more, still teasing her, and asserting her helplessness.

"It's a little pointless to struggle right now, seeing as you're already bound", he said, causing Rider's arousal to grow further.

He's getting into this now. This should be fun.

Then, Xarrest spoke up once more, before moving his hand down from her face.

Rider squimed with pleasure from the sensation of him running his hand over her breast, down to her thigh and, then, up under her skirt to her most sensitive area, her arousal growing greater and greater as he touched and teased his captive.

Then, suddenly, he stopped, pulling his fingers away and seemingly sniffing them, before bringing them up to Rider's face, forcing her to inhale her scent.

"Care to tell me what this is?" he asked.

Rider's face flushed as she recoiled slightly from the smell.

He's teasing me.

"That is.. that...", she stammered, unable to find a way to answer the question.

Not that it was overly surprising that she was enjoying his attentions, of course, given that she had asked him to do this, but him calling her out on it so obviously and faux-innocently was embarrassing nevertheless.

"I... this is not arousing me, at all. I don't know where that came from", she added with somewhat-more-faked embarrassment, dropping back into character.

[Panda]

In response to Rider's fake plea, Xarrest spoke once more, still teasing her, and asserting her helplessness.

"It's a little pointless to struggle right now, seeing as you're already bound", he said, causing Rider's arousal to grow further.

He's getting into this now. This should be fun.

Then, Xarrest spoke up once more, before moving his hand down from her face.

Rider squimed with pleasure from the sensation of him running his hand over her breast, down to her thigh and, then, up under her skirt to her most sensitive area, her arousal growing greater and greater as he touched and teased his captive.

Then, suddenly, he stopped, pulling his fingers away and seemingly sniffing them, before bringing them up to Rider's face, forcing her to inhale her scent.

"Care to tell me what this is?" he asked.

Rider's face flushed as she recoiled slightly from the smell.

He's teasing me.

"That is.. that...", she stammered, unable to find a way to answer the question.

Not that it was overly surprising that she was enjoying his attentions, of course, given that she had asked him to do this, but him calling her out on it so obviously and faux-innocently was embarrassing nevertheless.

"I... this is not arousing me, at all. I don't know where that came from", she added with somewhat-more-faked embarrassment, dropping back into character.

What does this stuff have to do with- oh!

So, that's what this stuff is...

"Are you sure about that?" Xarrest says with a slight chuckle as the tendrils on the other hand retract, the now free hand resuming the work of the dampened one, "Considering your embarrassment, I'd say that this actually is some sort of sign of arousal. You'll have to forgive my inexperience in not knowing exactly what this is."

Still curious, Xarrest takes a moment to sample the fluids, noting the tangy flavor, with just a hint of something...metallic.

"Hmm..." Xarrest takes a moment to clean off his fingers, then, after a moment of deliberation, says, "This is a curious taste. Perhaps you'd like to try?"

With that, Xarrest takes his free hand and draws Rider in, locking his lips against hers and trying to push into her mouth, his tongue still carrying her taste on it.

[Cherry Lover]

Adjutor's response surprised Rider somewhat.

He really doesn't know what it is?

But, even so, he seemed to be pretty good at working things out. And, he seemed to have at least some idea how to handle her, judging by the way his other hand was now slowly creeping up her thigh, teasing her further.

Hmm, I wonder what sort of "punishment" he has in mind....

Meanwhile, Adjutor licked her juices off his fingers, before turning back to Rider.

"Hmm..., This is a curious taste. Perhaps you'd like to try?" he said, before grabbing hold of Rider's head and pushing her mouth towards his.

Rider pushed back against his hand, hard enough that he would need to put in some effort to force their lips together, but careful not to over-use her strength and prevent him doing as he desired. Quickly, he overcame her "resistance" and forced their lips together. Rider could taste her juices as he ravished her mouth with his tongue, her arousal building once more as he took advantage of his "helpless" prisoner.