Cross Effects 3.0 - April 13, 2015—June 23, 2016

[Panda]

Emily

Her Summer fellow's reply just deepened her frown further, then flash of motion caught her attention before she realized that Law had just carted Abby off, literally, and left them alone.

Annoyance sparked into something more, and Emily had to take a few moments to calm herself, anger bubbling just beneath the surface.

"To clarify," Emily said, "You're telling me that a Mage of all people assisted you, didn't ask for compensation, and would be willing to shelter us? Have you had any dealing with mages prior to this? I'll admit that my freehold hasn't had too many dealings with them either, but what few have been more than enough. In my experience, Mages will seek Arcadia. Whether it's ours or something unique to them, I don't know, but they're perfectly willing to take their chances with our version. Are you really willing to risk that?"

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura

The minute Sakura mentioned her wet clothes, she felt an odd sensation as her clothes seemingly vanished, being immediately replaced with identical but now dry ones.

"Eh? What are you talking about?" the demon asked with a fake puzzled look.

Still, Sakura wasn't going to complain too much, at least he'd fixed the mess he had caused. Well, at least, she wasn't going to complain until she noticed the pile of hair at her feet.

What the hell?

Her normal hairstyle had been replaced by a long French braid that flowed all the way down her back and formed a pile at her feet.

She glared at the demon, absolutely livid at his actions.

“Togan, put my hair back to normal, right now”, she shouted, her anger at the demon's actions clear. “I do not appreciate you messing with me like this”.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Tohuw Balagan

"But that's not your hair." he giggled. Hopping towards her, he pulled the now revealed to be a wig. Her hair was tidy, purple and as pretty as ever. Patting her shoulder, he gave her a toothy grin before snapping his fingers.

"Well you sure look mad. I don't get it, but it's obviously something to do with your hunger. Well, don't you fret, I have most of everything under control. We'll have something d-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s to gobble up soon enough~. Want a little peek? Or perhaps... a taste."

As soon as he said that, a soup spoon appeared in the demon's nimble fingers. It was holding what seemed to be soup. An exquisite vedgetable soup, potatoes and other exquisite ingredients swimming in a succulent red broth. It's fragrance seeped trough the entire room and reached even Sakura.

"I thought soup would be an adequate way to start off our course. After all, the chilly weather outside needs something to warm the heart! I feel so poetic saying that, but don't mind it. Taste, I'm sure you'll like it."

There was no catch. The soup was truly a marvel of culinary expertise, one that would rock the socks off the likes of Jamie Oliver himself.

[Elf]

Saber

Lancelot . . . did not agree with me.  How could he not agree with me?  I do not understand; I am not wrong in this.  I do not trust this Mata Boyd, her experience withstanding.

Saber frowned as Lancelot and Henry started heading in the direction that Mata Boyd was leading them.  Noel shuffled off after them, and Saber narrowed her eyes at her, wishing again it was Forest instead. Forest would have respected what my instincts were telling me . . . The former king's shoulders slumped and she frowned, her lower lip thrusting out ever so slightly.  "I have a bad feeling about this," she said with a tiny shake of her head as she continued walking on top of the sewer waters.


Sakura's Boy Toy Shirou

Sakura's lips left his and he groaned with the loss of her, his hand absently kneading the supple skin of her back.  The faint, floral and fruit smell of her filled his nostrils and made him lightheaded.  His head swam with the sweet taste of her as lightning started to spike in his veins.

He felt his length begin to swell and fill with his need for her.  He wanted to hold her down and fill her over and over again, until they were both sated and exhausted.  He needed his Sakura, he needed to save and keep her save, and he would do that.  He had lost so much to get her back, things that he vaguely remembered but knew that they were extremely precious, and he had lost her again.

Now she was in his arms, her soft curves pillowing the hard line of his body.  He shifted his hips to press against her, letting her feel his hard ridge press against her.  "If it's a dream, I don't want to wake up," he confessed before kissing her.

[SINIB]

Educated Prostitute

Sakura felt her lover's hard shaft press up against her increasingly wet groin, and then his lips followed suit. After a long and passionate kiss, she broke free once again and nodded. “Neither do I.” She told him as she pressed her ample breasts against him and rubbed herself against him.

[Elf]

The Bone of His . . . Sakura

Shirou smirked as her soft breasts pressed against him and he pulled away to slide his hands under her shirt.  He could feel her heart racing under his finger tips as he took the supple weight of her in his hands before kneading her breasts together and apart.  His thumbs found her nipples through the lace of her bra, rubbing the points with his thumbs.

He trailed kisses across her cheek before nipping at her ear and down her throat.

"Tell me what you need," he whispered into her ear before nipping it ever so lightly.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Vanguard

Pondering on the events that were occurring, the metal behemoth -or metal helmet- grunted. Sakura and that boy were reunited quite soon. Too soon. And that was unfortunate.

It was quite unfortunate that Sakura had met Emiya Shirou so soon. It was most unfortunate that they were acquainting with such haste. And of course, it was most unfortunate that he had become aware of this fact.

But he'd make do. He'd allow this bliss of hers to last a while longer. That flame of her's, that shining blaze that illuminated her heart so beautifully...

It would prove most useful. It was against his original plan, but it didn't matter. If fate willed it to be so, he only needed to use that very chain to shatter the whole machinery. Sakura Matou would be most fortunate, and so would Emiya Shirou.

How fortunate it was, that this bliss would last a while longer. And how unfortunate that they were basking in that very bliss. For the more delectable the fruit taste, the more bitter it is to know that you may never reach it.

But she would, for she was the child of destiny. And her flame would be quite useful in order to burn this sickening world down. But for now, he'd play his role.

The first act had barely begun after all.

[SINIB]

Sakura: Not Into Bondage

Sakura felt herself get increasingly wet as her Senpai played with her mounds, as he explored her rolling hills. His kisses made their way down from her ear to her throat and back to her ear as he whispered into her ear. "Tell me what you need,"

“S-senpai.” She whispered back as her answer.

[Elf]

Fire Is His Blood Emiya

“S-senpai.”

Shirou smiled at her answer.  He said, "I want to see Sakura.  All of you."  Cheeks burning, he swallowed as he trailed a hand to cup her mound between her legs through her skirt.  His palm pressed into her and he could feel her scalding hot against his palm.  His breath caught as he unceremoniously shoved her skirt up and slid his hand into her panties.  His fingers met liquid heat and his gaze darkened, his breath coming more rapidly as he began to part her folds with his calloused finger tips.

[Kaze]

EMIYA SHIROU

Voices. He couldn’t make out what they said or who was speaking. Someone touched him but he couldn’t be sure. There was the presence of magic, and the world spun as he was lifted up.

Then there was a horrible, putrid taste in his mouth, working its way down his tongue to the back of his throat. Shirou coughed violently, spitting out the vile purple liquid. With a groan he looked around, trying to get his bearings. There was a man in front of him, wearing some ridiculous ancient looking garb and smelled vaguely like sulfur. Then he noticed the other person there, the little girl sitting by his side, holding his hand in her own.

“Mia?...” the freelancer managed to mumble out. He was still pretty out of it, but his mismatched eyes made contact with her shining ruby ones as his hand closed around hers.

[SINIB]

Wormslut

Sakura moaned softly as Shirou teased her. But she wanted more. “Senpai. . . I’m ready for you now.” She told him as she spread her legs for him.

[Knick]

Mia

As the stranger began to work Mia’s eyes focused on Shirou’s form. She ignored Silver’s whispers about the magic being used; she ignored its whispers about the area around them. She ignored everything and just kept her eyes on Shirou, looking for a twitch, looking for the doctor to finish fixing him.

She noticed his hand cooled slightly, she noticed his panting slowed; she noticed his body string slightly. She watched with wide eyes, as he coughed up something and raised himself to a sitting position.

She looked on with slightly wet eyes, as he seemed to notice her finally, “Mia?...” he mumbled.

Mia froze for a moment, she did not move, did not react, until suddenly she pulled Shirou into a tight hug, “Shirou, Shirou, Shirou…” She cried into his chest, as she let some of her tears fall. The relief she felt was impossible to describe.

[Elf]

Handyman Emiya

"I know, you're soaked," he said as his finger tip found that tiny nub at the apex of her folds.  It was already swollen and eager for his touch, so he danced his finger around it before rubbing it directly.  She was soaked, drenched for him, and his cock throbbed in anticipation.  "I want you to cum for me first though."

[Arch-Magos Winter]

Abigail

Abigail was shivering in the front passenger's seat of the Firebird as she gave directions to her place.  The feel of steel all around her made her skin crawl and her stomach churn.  Her hands shook, even when she grabbed her quartz crystal to try to steady herself.  She recognized the CCR on the radio, "Bad Moon On the Rise" seemed to be an apt song considering everything that was happening.

She pointed her finger at her townhouse and said, "There."  She frowned at the classic black muscle car parked near her place as well and then blinked to see Forest and Lancer stepping out of the car.

Wonder why they're here . . . And how did she find out where I live?

Law parked the car and moved to help her out of the car, she stumbled out slightly, the cool air doing wonders to steady her.  "Uggg, cars," she muttered, shaking her head.


Forest

Forest raised her eyebrow as Law parked the Firebird and began to help Abigail out of the car.  She waved and walked over to them, a tiny smile on her face and said, "Hello!"

"I'm sorry, but it was the only way to get everything back without risking it falling off the broom..." Law said, letting the changeling lean against him for support, an apologetic smile on his face. "I'll make it up to you later. Somehow."

Forest's voice made his eyes dash up. "Um. Hi. So uh, why are you here?"

Archer circled around the pair, taking a position where he could observe all four of them, his own curiosity rising, but not enough to make him expose himself. Not with the spearman there.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirou

Shirou stood there, numb, as Sakura sobbed into the other Shirou's arms, every single sob like a dagger thrust into his heart. Shirou heard Rin berating him, telling him what he already knew. That he'd hurt Sakura, that she was sad because of him, that he had, by his own actions, caused the person he had sworn to always protect to cry.

Sure, it wasn't his Sakura. Yes, it had been an honest mistake. But, to Shirou, none of that mattered. All that mattered was that Sakura was in pain because of his actions.

Shirou simply stood there, tears beginning to form in his own eyes as his heart broke more and more at the sound of every sob from the alternate version of the woman he loved more than anything in the world.

He simply had no idea how to respond. Normally, when Sakura was upset like this, he would take her into his arms, comfort and reassure her. But, in this world, that role was filled by someone else, and he was simply a helpless bystander listening to her cry .

As he stood there, paralysed with uncertainty, he suddenly found himself able to see once more as the shadow tendrils forming the blindfold he had been wearing dissipated. The sight that entered his eyes when he did broke his heart even more. He could see Sakura gasping for air, clearly having a total breakdown, shaking and sobbing in Shirou's arms.

Shirou looked on sadly, tears in his eyes, attempting to compose himself to try to apologise further, wondering what he could say to make things better. Indeed, if he should say anything at all. Before he could give any response, though, the other Shirou began to lead Sakura up the stairs, glaring at him as he did. Shirou looked guiltily at Sakura and the other Shirou as they walked up the stairs slowly, knowing that this was probably the best solution, to get her away from him and up to her room with the Shirou she loved.

When they had finally gone, he turned to address Rin, unsure what else to do.

“I.. I'm sorry”, he said, almost in tears. “I thought she was my wife. I'm so sorry, I really didn't want her to get hurt like this. I hope she'll be OK....”