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

[Panda]

Michael

The immortal frowned as Sakura launched a simple kick at him, likely to probe his defenses. The woman's form was decent, her technique practiced...but clearly not battle-tested.

Holding back a sigh, Michael deigned to try luring her in, sliding back at the last instant, letting her kick just barely miss him in the hopes that she'd be emboldened to follow him in.

[Panda]

Da Gents

Michael raised an eyebrow at the familiar voice echoing through his head, his surprise not enough to interrupt the kiss.

Telepathy, huh? Well, I don't know about the kid, but to put it simply...

The immortal allowed a chuckle as he considered how to break it to her.

We're going to make you feel good. We're going to make you feel so good you won't know what to do with yourself. The kid seems really pent-up, and I know that I am, so we'll probably be here for a while.

Realizing that she seemed to be enjoying his ministrations, Adjutor tried to slip another finger into Forest's core, wincing a little at the vice-like grip her inner walls had around his fingers.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura watched as her kick just fell sightly short of its target. Sure of her own ability, she allowed herself to flow into another kick, followed by moving forward into his range and throwing several punches.

[Elf]

Forest

Forest felt herself arching to some point, she felt heavy and weightless at the same time.  Tension was coiling within her, a delightful slow burn that was turning into an inferno.  Her bound hands gripped at nothing as she felt a burning sting that just added to everything welling up at once.

She listened to Michael's response about both of them being "pent-up" and replied, I've been told I'm wound too tightly too . . .

[Panda]

Michael

The immortal's frown softened as Sakura took the bait, following up with another kick and a flurry of punches. Michael easily put a knee up to interrupt the kick, stepping back to avoid the first few punches before interrupting the flurry by parrying one punch off to the side, leaving her wide open for a well-placed palm-strike to the stomach, the immortal holding back enough to merely wind her and maybe make her reconsider her plan of attack. This one showed some promise, it seemed.

[Panda]

Da Gents

Perfect, the immortal mused, So it looks like we all need this.

With that, he broke off the kiss for a moment to speak.

"Well, no matter what, this promises to be fun," Michael said before capturing her lips with his again, relishing her taste.

Meanwhile, Adjutor's curiosity was piqued once more by the sounds Forest was making. Laving at the nub at the apex of her folds one last time, fingers pumping in and out of her the whole time, the teen wrapped his lips around the nub and sucked hard.

[Cherry Lover]

Sakura

Sakura listened to her servant plead on her behalf, hoping beyond hope that she would be spared from that, if nothing else. The spiked tendrils continued to squeeze Sakura's breasts painfully, causing her to let out more pained hisses, and her nipples continued to be rubbed with the abrasive sandpaper-like tendril, now extremely sore as a result. She listened to Wynn's response to Rider whilst she continued to suffer, uncertain how to interpret it. Wynn's tone and attitude towards Rider suggested it was good, but the agonised screaming that her servant soon began to emit suggested that Wynn had been somewhat unimpressed.

Finally, Wynn turned to address Emily, no doubt asking for a translation. Suddenly, Sakura felt the thorns digging into her skin disappear, and the sandpaper-like tendril soften, now kneeding . She sighed in relief at the indications of good will on Wynn's part, waiting for Emily to confirm the hopefully-good news.

"My bad, it seems that I mistranslated", Emily explained, causing Sakura to smile for the first time since her capture, "she just intends to make your husband's talents seem paltry in comparison to hers."

Even if Sakura still hated what was being done to her, at very least she now had the consolation that she would be able to return to her husband and enjoy her time with him. Still, the woman's words were laughable even if reassuring. Nothing, however good, could compare to the bliss of being in Shirou's arms.

With her worries reassured somewhat, Sakura could focus a bit more on her current situation. She felt the tendrils continue to squeeze her abused breasts and, additionally, to grasp hold of her sore nipples, tugging them upwards, causing her to let out a hiss of pain as the sore nipples were stretched. Then, she felt the tendril inside her slow, whilst another began to rub her hardened nub, causing her to let out another moan, this time of pleasure. She continued to moan, a little pain from the manipulation of her previously-tortured breasts mixed in with the mostly-pleasurable tones.


Rider

Rider let out a sigh of relief at Wynn's words, overjoyed to hear that she did not intend to cause Sakura any permanent harm. Of course, the woman's words were utterly false, but she had no way of knowing that. After all, she didn't know just how much Shirou meant to Sakura. And, Rider had to admit, Wynn was very good at this, even if she was somewhat sadistic at times, so she could understand her confidence.

Rider's thoughts were interrupted when Wynn decided to thrust the small tendril in and out of her urethra. Rider let out another scream of utter agony as the passage was ravaged and stretched in a way it was never meant to be, the sensation purely unpleasant. She watched as Emily began to undress Wynn, somewhat aroused by the sight, her screams gradually subsiding but the look on her face still one of pain.

Despire the pain she was in, though, Rider was able to focus enough to be able to hear Sakura's pained moans subside, and be replaced with more pleasurable ones, as Wynn seemingly made good her intentions. Happy that her master would at least not be physically harmed beyond repair, Rider relaxed as best as she could given the agonising pain coursing through her, her arousal growing once more as a result of the torture being inflicted upon her.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura soon realised that her attack had been fatally flawed in execution, her kick being blocked by his knee, and the punches dodged or turned-aside. Sakura's fighting style was such that she was able to recover quickly from the block but, nevertheless, he was able to aim a strike at her stomach. Unfortunately for her, he was faster than she had expected, and managed to make contact before she could move her arm to block.

Sakura coughed, her breath taken away momentarily by the hit, moving backwards and out of range. Recognising that he was, in fact, a more formidable opponent than she expected, she applied a little of the self-reinforcement that Rin had taught her, allowing her to move somewhat faster and hit a little harder, although careful to avoid strengthening herself to the point where she could cause him serious damage.

With that complete, Sakura took up a defensive stance and waited for his next move, wondering if he would be as effective on the offensive as he was on the defensive.

[Elf]

Wynn

Wynn's glowing skin was exposed as Emily undressed her.  Her arms and shoulders were surprisingly toned, and her skin was the color of a winter moon.  Her nipples were a bright lavender, signaling her Otherness.  Her slit was wet and slightly open, but she made no move to touch or please herself.

Wynn yanked the small tendril that had been pummeling Rider without preamble, leaving the tiny orifice stretched and sensitive.  She smirked as she looked at Rider and said, "Now what to do with you?" 

More tendrils formed and clamped around Rider's hard nipples.  They had sharp teeth that tugged Rider's nipples up and they began to twist them to and fro.  "Ah, I have an idea!" she said, clapping her hands together as wisps of shadows cracked against Rider's back like a whip, even making the whiplash sound as they did.

Then she looked at Sakura, who she made the tendril rubbing her a bit wider and made sure to lightly suckle her hardened point.  "Tell me about your husband," she said, her curiosity piqued.

She looked at Emily and spread her legs.  "Service me, Emily."


Forest

Forest cried out as Adjutor's lips wrapped around her.  Everything flashed white as her body arched becoming taunt like a pulled bow string.  Her walls collapsed around Adjutor's fingers, hungrily milking him even though his fingers had nothing to give her.

She rode the wave of bliss until she fell bonelessly against Michael, trembling against him.

[Panda]

Michael

Michael allowed a sigh as Sakura backed off, seemingly waiting for him to attack this time.

Perhaps I went a bit too far there. Ah well...

Still, if she was testing his ability to go on the offensive, then he might as well return the courtesy.

With that in mind, Michael charged at her as with all the speed he could muster without Enhancing, lashing out with a low kick meant to sweep her legs out from under her upon coming into range.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura awaited his attack, keeping herself in a ready position. Then, suddenly, he began to charge in at her. Reacting as quick as she could, she moved herself backwards, trying to get out of his range and, as he approached, lifted her leg slightly off the ground to prepare a kick. Unfortunately, though, she noticed too late that he was going for a low, sweeping kick. Quickly, she moved her prepared leg to try to block it, but it was too late. His kick connected with her free leg, taking her feet from under her and sending her tumbling to the mat, winding her once more.

Thinking quickly, Sakura rolled to the side before attempting to get up, preparing to defend herself if he came to attack her now that she was downed.

[Panda]

Tentacles!Emily

Emily stepped forward at Wynn's command, pressing up against the other woman's lush curves as one hand drifted up to knead at Wynn's generous chest. Meanwhile, the Changeling's other hand slid down her curves to the wet and waiting slit, spreading her folds open before sliding a finger into her folds. Pumping the finger in and out, Emily reached up with her thumb for that nub at the apex of Wynn's folds, rubbing it slowly.

"She'd like to know more about your husband," Emily said for Sakura's benefit, resting her head on Wynn's shoulder.

[Panda]

Michael

The immortal frowned as the kick brought Sakura down hard enough to wind her again. Before he could capitalize on the opportunity, however, the purple-head managed to roll away, starting to get up. At this point, Michael decided that to take a more direct approach in riling her up.

"Come on," he said, relaxing his stance, "You looked like you'd be a decent fight, so what's wrong? Are you holding back on me? Or are you just all talk?"

[Panda]

Da Gents

Michael chuckled as Forest broke off to cry out, the kid's ministrations having clearly sent her over the peak for the first time tonight. To the immortal's surprise, however, the kid wasn't stopping. If anything, he seemed emboldened by Forest's cries, continuing to suck on that nub at the apex of her folds, peeling back the hood protecting it with his tongue as he continued to suck on it, pumping his fingers in and out of her tight core as she clenched around him.

Deciding that he might as well get in on this too, Michael took her chest in both hands, kneading the soft swells together and apart, occasionally pinching and pulling at the buds of flesh topping them as he tried to send Forest even higher.

[Cherry Lover]

Shirouless Sakura

Sakura pushed herself to her feet quickly, glad but slightly surprised that he had not followed up his attack whilst she was down and vulnerable. Was he less competent than he seemed? Or, was he still holding back? The latter was a scary thought.

"Come on," he said, relaxing himself, "You looked like you'd be a decent fight, so what's wrong? Are you holding back on me? Or are you just all talk?"

Sakura frowned at his words. She had indeed been holding back, albeit slightly. She didn't want to risk hurting him. Now, though, she was determined. However, even in this situation, she didn't want to resort to using her magic directly. She wasn't really trained in combining it with her martial arts skills, after all, Rin had a very different skill set than she did, and just winning by spamming magic would defeat the point of the battle, even assuming it was possible. She would not let herself be defeated, of course, but her magic was a definite last resort. Instead, she reinforced herself to the maximum level she had trained at with her sister, the highest she was willing to go outside of a life-or-death situation.

Then, she charged at him at her top speed, keeping her defence up for a counter-attack before, at the last minute, launching a kick followed by several punches and another kick, careful to keep herself on-balance and watchful for the inevitable counter.