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

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura approached the club in high spirits. She had just had a very successful training session with her sister, followed by a nice meal and a chat, discussing their respective relationships with their servants. Rin and Archer were getting on well, and Sakura's relationship with her own servant was rapidly developing beyond just platonic. And, as much as she felt a twinge of jealousy at seeing Shirou with Saber, she was also happy that the man she loved was able to find someone who made him truly happy. And, now, she was going to find a man and enjoy herself. She knew Rider would not mind, they had a very open relationship, with no expecations of exclusivity, and it allowed her to relieve the arousal that would build up over time.

Overall, in the six months since her sister had helped rescue her from herself, her life had gone better than she could ever have expected. She had her sister back, she had her beloved servant, and Shirou still cared deeply for her and enjoyed her company, even if he was taken by another. She was learning magic from her sister, who was preparing to head off to London and leave her in charge of the family lands, as well as the family martial art.

Walking through the door to the bar, dressed in a black mini-skirt and a low-cut pink tank top that exposed plenty of cleavage, something she would never have even dreamed of wearing six months ago, she was full of confidence from her successful training session with her sister, and ready to find a man to enjoy herself with. She surveyed the bar but, not finding anyone immediately of interest, she approached and stood waiting, wondering if anyone would approach her.

[Panda]

Michael

Looking around the strange bar, Michael realized that, were he of a mind to do so, he'd probably be wondering how he ended up here. Unfortunately, that horrific fiasco at that manor with those two kids was still fresh in his mind, and the next day, when he'd been promised that fight with Lorenzo, seemed far too distant. Frustration that had been building up continuously was now starting to reach a boiling point as Michael sat down at the bar, next to a curious purple-head who looked at like she might at least provide a decent fight. Maybe. The way she carried herself definitely implied as much.

"Greetings," Michael said, nothing of his frustration showing on his face or in his body language, "Mind if I join you?"

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

After a few moments of waiting, Sakura noticed a handsome black-haired man approach and take the seat beside her.

"Greetings", the newcomer said, "mind if I join you?"

She turned to look at him with a smile and responded with enthusiasm. He looked like someone she could definitely have a good time with.

"Not at all", she said, before holding out her hand. "My name is Sakura, nice to meet you".

[Panda]

Michael

In spite of the frustration boiling up inside him, Michael couldn't help but return the purple-head's smile as she introduced herself.

"Michael Koridae," he said, taking her hand and shaking it, "Good to meet you as well."

Her hands definitely indicated at least some hand-to-hand training, likely an unarmed form. Not enough to build up any heavy callousing on her hands, but enough for there to be at least a few.

"Pardon me, but you seem like a decent fighter, if I may be perfectly honest. Would I be correct in this assumption?"

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura continued to smile as the man introduced himself, his calloused hand taking a hold of hers and shaking it. With the introductions done, Michael then spoke.

"Pardon me, but you seem like a decent fighter, if I may be perfectly honest. Would I be correct in this assumption?" he said.

Sakura looked at him with surprise, uncertain of why he would bring up such a question in a club like this. Still, there was no reason not to answer. She pondered the question for a moment. Whilst her confidence was pretty high from her earlier training session, she wasn't sure if she would call herself "decent". After all, even if she had improved massively, her sister could still defeat her, as could, of course, Rider, Saber and Archer. But, then, she remembered where she was, and who she was talking to. This man was most likely a normal human. Compared to him, she was almost certainly a "decent fighter". And, in this world, there was no need to hide her magic, so she could freely admit to it.

Her self-confidence buoyed by that realisation, she responded with a smile on her face.

"Yes, I would say that I am a pretty good fighter, why do you ask?"

[Panda]

Michael

Michael's smile grew at Sakura's reply. Perhaps coming here wasn't such an unfortunate turn of events after all.

"Well, if I may be perfectly honest," the immortal said, "I've been rather...bored, of late. Certainly a quick match wouldn't be too much to ask? If you'd like, we could make a wager on the outcome to make things more interesting."

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

As soon as she responded, Sakura saw the smile grow on the man's face.

"Well, if I may be perfectly honest", he said, "I've been rather...bored, of late. Certainly a quick match wouldn't be too much to ask? If you'd like, we could make a wager on the outcome to make things more interesting."

Sakura pondered his question for a moment. Whilst fighting hadn't been her reason for coming here, she would certainly enjoy the chance to test her skills. And, given her magical ability, she could simply hold back as much or as little as was required to extend the fight to a decent length.

"Hmm, that could be interesting, yes", she said. "As for the wager, hmm...."

Sakura thought for a moment, before a lecherous grin came over her face as she realised what she could do. She was here for sex, after all, so why not bargain with her body. If she won, then she would be able to do with him as she wished. And, in the unlikely event that she lost, then she would still get what she came here for anyway. Sure, it could get rougher than she would have liked but, given Rider's sadism, she was sure she would need to learn to handle such things at some point, if only for her benefit. And, if he really went too far, she could always call her servant to rescue her, although as long as he caused her no damage that she could not heal and released her in a timely manner, she would allow him to do as he wished, however painful or degrading it might be. After all, if she were to lose to a normal human, it would be what she deserved, and she had come up with the idea, so it was only fair that she honour it.

Sakura put on a lecherous grin as she came to her conclusion and began to speak, her voice loaded with sensuality.

"If you beat me, then I am yours. You can do anything you like to me. Anything...", she said, bending slightly forward to give him a better view of her cleavage, trying to make herself as sexy as possible.

"Of course, if I win, then you are mine to do with as I wish. Does that seem like a fair deal to you?" she asked, her voice filled with lust.

[Panda]

Michael

The immortal raised an eyebrow at the purple-head's proposition, the smile not fading even slightly.

Well, this one definitely isn't shy about what she wants...All the better if she's this confident in her ability, though.

Deciding to appreciate the view she was offering him, Michael's gaze drifted down to her appreciable cleavage for all of a few seconds before returning to her eyes.

"An interesting wager," Michael said, "And not one I think I'll regret taking. Very well, I accept your terms. Within reasonable limits, of course. I get the feeling that it would be good if we could perhaps have a rematch sometime in the future."

"In any case," the immortal continued, standing up, "I think we should go somewhere more...appropriate."

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura smiled as she saw Michael admiring her ample cleavage, certain that he would agree to her requests.

"An interesting wager", he said,  "And not one I think I'll regret taking. Very well, I accept your terms. Within reasonable limits, of course. I get the feeling that it would be good if we could perhaps have a rematch sometime in the future."

Sakura smiled as he confirmed his agreement, although she would have to confirm exactly what he meant by "reasonable limits", if only to be sure they were on the same page. Then, standing up, he continued.

"In any case, I think we should go somewhere more...appropriate."

Sakura nodded, and got up out of the seat, ready to follow him.

"OK, lead the way", she said with a smile.

"And, by the way, what do you mean by 'reasonable limits'? We should make sure we are in agreement now, to avoid any nasty surprises for you later", she continued with a smirk, confident in her certain victory and needing to know just what limits he was demanding.

[Panda]

Michael

Michael considered Sakura's question for a moment before answering.

"Merely that we don't do something that won't heal or anything like that," the immortal said, "Would be a shame if we couldn't do this again some time in the future. Now then, if you'll follow me."

With that, Michael led Sakura deeper into the club until they came upon the room they were looking for. A decently sized gym that brought Michael back to the short time he'd spent as a Physical Education teacher, complete with storage cupboards and a decently sized area laid out with mats.

"This should do fine," Michael said, sliding out of his boots before pulling his tunic off, leaving him in a light shirt and simple pants as he took up his spot on the mats, waiting for Sakura to join him.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura nodded at his words.

"I agree to those terms. I would rather you survive this in one piece, after all. But, be warned, aside from those limitations, I will show you no mercy, however much you beg for it", she said with a sadistic smile.

Of course, she was mostly bluffing. Sakura was a gentle person at heart and, whilst she intended to dominate him and, perhaps, even hurt him a little, she wouldn't go to anything like the lengths that her servant would. Still, it would be good to frighten him a little, maybe he would give her a better fight that way. Her sister and her servant had rubbed off on her more than she would like to admit.

She followed him into the room he had chosen, which appeared to be somewhat like a school gym, with a matted area in the middle.

"This should do fine", he said, taking off his boots and tunic before taking up a spot on the mat, waiting for her to join him.

Sakura thought for a moment, realising that to fight in these clothes would put her at a disadvantage. So, she stripped off the skirt and tank top without ceremony or any attempt at avoiding his gaze, leaving her standing in a sexy black lace bra and panties. Given that, win or lose, he would be seeing her fully exposed soon enough, she saw no reason to attempt to preserve her modesty and privacy. After stripping down to her underwear, she stood pondering what she should do for a moment, before reaching into her shadow dimension and pulling out a white gym shirt and some pink gym shorts. Once again making no effort to cover herself, she slipped on the shorts, followed by the shirt, and joined him on the mat.

"OK, I am ready", she said with a smile before bowing respectfully and, then, taking up her fighting stance.

[Elf]

Saber

Saber was about to dig into her Vermonster, appreciating the literal gallon bucket filled with ice cream and various confections.  Hot caramel was melting the Chubby Hubby layer on the top, and she knew she would have to dig in before it would melt the Cookie Core.  Thanking God for the ice cream, she thrust her spoon into the devilish desert and got an impressive amount.  Nodding in satisfaction, she slid the confection into her mouth and her toes curled at the perfect mixture of rich sweetness.

"Hey," a friendly male voice greeted her before someone sat at her table.  "Do you mind?"

She eyed him, then eyed her diabetes inducing treat.  Instinctively she pulled the bucket of ice cream towards her and said, "I do not mind, but do not expect me to share."


Wynn

Wynn tilted her head as Sakura began to beg and cry.  I have barely done anything to her.  Those pinpricks are superficial, and the shadow is no where near as large as the one I am ravishing Rider with.

Emily addressed Wynn, offering Wynn her services as well.  Your touch will not be as pleasant as Forest's bite.  The thought was the first thing that flashed in Wynn's mind at the offer, and she knew it was a biased one.  Wynn's sexual experience was long and varied; she even had spent a decade with an incubus who delighted in seeing how much bliss he could wring from her body.

She rose from her throne made of shadows and held out her hand to Emily.  She said, "Undress me and then I will give you my answer to your offer."

Rider was writhing with the new invasion, making delightful noises until she said, "Please, Lady Wynn, please don't do that to her. She's married and she loves her husband more than anything, denying her the chance to make love to him would be cruel. We will do anything you want, just please don't destroy her like that." 

The spiritual being was desperate, and it was coloring her voice.  She was almost begging and now Sakura's reaction made sense to Wynn.  Wynn reached out and cupped Rider's face with her free hand and said, "My beautiful creature, I do not wish to damage Sakura like that.  I meant that my talents will make her husband seem paltry in comparison.  That is what I meant."

Then Wynn decided to withdraw the slender tendril before thrusting it back in, over and over again with almost the same ferocity as the one that was currently nestled in her wet quim had.

She looked at Emily and said, "I need your assistance to translate.  I wish to speak with Sakura but I do not speak her heathen tongue and you do so prettily.  I want you to parlay between the two of us."

As she said this, she extended the hand that wasn't caressing Rider's face and gestured towards Sakura.  The thorns and burrs smoothed over, leaving the tendrils as soft as velvet.  She still had them squeeze and knead the girl's ample breasts and clamp onto her nipples before tugging up.  The tendril thrusting inside of Sakura slowed while another moved to rub the hardened nub at the apex of pink folds.


Forest

Her head spinning, the vampire returned the kiss.  Part of her was nervous and the other part was relishing this.  No seemingly cared about what she wanted or even needed, and now these two were acting out one of her wildest fantasies.

She kissed Michael back, tasting him.  Her tongue danced along his lips while Adjutor's danced along her nether lips before he exposed something precious.  Her hips thrust up at the sudden jolt as something warm began to stretch her vice tight hollow.  She gave a little cry against Michael's lips and asked in his mind, W-what are you two planning to do me?

[Panda]

Michael

The immortal's grin only widened, a hint of bloodlust starting to show in his expression at Sakura's words.

"Excellent suggestion," Michael said, "Let's say that this match will be decided by verbal submission."

The immortal watched with no small amount of interest as Sakura stripped down to undergarments before reaching into some kind of shadow portal and pulling out a white shirt and pink shorts.

Shadow user, huh? Well, this ought to be fun.

"Very well," Michael said, taking up a fighting stance as well, "I think I'll let you have the first move."

[Panda]

Tentacle!Emily

Emily nodded as Wynn stood up from her proverbial throne, slowly divesting the woman of her business suit as she spoke to Rider, explaining what she'd meant. Wincing at her mistranslation, the Changeling stepped back as Wynn turned to her.

"I need your assistance to translate," she said, "I wish to speak with Sakura but I do not speak her heathen tongue and you do so prettily.  I want you to parlay between the two of us."

"Of course," Emily said with a nod. Turning to Sakura, she considered how to explain the situation before deciding to just go ahead and say it.

"My bad, it seems that I mistranslated," the Changeling explained, "She just intends to make your husband's talents seem paltry in comparison to hers."

With that, Emily turned back to Wynn and continued to undress the woman.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura hesitated for a few moments, wary that he might be attempting to lure her into a trap. Eventually, though, she figured that she may as well take the bait, launching a probing kick, careful to not allow him any chance to counter her. She would not resort to using her magic, not unless it was truly necessary. After all, she needed to learn how to fight, and winning just by magical ability was not useful to her.