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

[Elf]

"Lancelot, what is wrong and . . ." Saber paused as she saw the man her knight was dragging.  "Please release him.  He means us no harm," she said in a soft voice, seeing Shirou like this, his transformation into the man that would become her closest friend and confidant was overwhelming.

"Please, let him go."

She looked at Ezra, bowed her head and said, "I apologize, I have other matters to attend to."

[Mooncake]

Ezra waved a hand at the smaller woman. The knight in black armor had appeared out of nowhere, dragging the strangely tanned boy behind him, and Ezra could tell right off of the bat that this was something he didn't want to get involved in.

"It's fine, I completely understand."

Judging by her expression, things might might get a little too personal for him if he stayed. The lance-bearer sighed. He'd been doing that a lot more often, now, especially with a woman who looked remarkably like his wife taking it from another man, Death herself almost getting it on with some random redhead... at this point, he just wasn't sure what to think anymore.

The last member of the line of Longinus threw his hands in the air and went over to the armchair.

'They can do whatever they want,' He thought to himself, an almost unnoticeable tinge of jealousy in his thoughts. 'I'll sleep while they break down the room.' With that, Ezra sat down, tilted back, and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the yelps Misaya was letting out on the bed.

[Kaze]

The look on his leader's face caught Lancelot's attention, taking his focus off of her strange outfit. He let go of the man's collar upon her request of course, but he couldn't help but think it odd. Perhaps this man was an acquaintance of hers on the police force?

Shirou straightened his shirt awkwardly, the sight of Saber making him feel like a teenager again. He opened his mouth to say something, but at first nothing came out. He knew that he was staring like an idiot, and the thought made him wince. Swallowing nervously, he tried again.

"Saber... is it really you?"

[Elf]

Saber blinked at Shirou's reaction and heat filled her cheeks.  She put her hands down at her sides to keep the skirt down and nodded.  "Yes, it is me.  I would like to point out that I did not choose this attire."

******

Oh, and of course Calico likes Saber because why not, Forest thought, sitting in her own arm chair and scowling.  She wanted to pummel something, but pummeling Lancelot was a bad idea especially when those voices in his head decided that she needed to die.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Ann simply sat quietly as Wanderer told her of his experience with the girl. Then she began to laugh at the statement that followed his story.

"Oh, Little Brother. Compared to me you are still a young existence on this world. As the countless years pass you will find yourself pushing boundaries and having your own fun with humanity. My carnal games with them is an interesting distraction compared to my normal duties but not much more than that."

Her eyes glimmered in curiosity as she spoke, "How long do you think this city will last with both of us walking its streets? Your very presence incites conflict and this place is already a boiling pot filled with the confused, angry, and ambitious. It is an almost perfect setting for your work here."

This was meaningless chatter. A simple distraction to make sure others didn't look to deep into their conversation. Her mind touched his and she spoke to him in a language of pure meaning and intent. "Did you love the girl?"

[Panda]

The shadows of the bed boiled briefly before a guy in a chocolate brown hoodie and jeans is spit out of them, landing in a confused heap of limbs a short distance away. After a moment of slightly pained groaning, Adjutor manages to extricate himself from...himself, standing up and looking around at the scene a- Oh mother of god there are two people having sex right there in full view of a bunch of other people this is awkward beyond measure ohgodohgodohgod

Before he's able to fully process this, he's already dashing back, trying to give himself some room, before he slams back first into the side of an armchair. Sliding down the side to sit down on the floor, Adjutor looks around this strange room he's managed to end up in.

...So this must be that...Velvet Room I heard talk about earlier...And to think we ended up here after tripping out on that weed Henderson gave us...

We still haven't figured out if that's his first or last name yet, have we?

Are you ignoring the couple having sex right in front of us?!

Are you paying particularly close attention? My my, I knew you were a closet perv, but to think you've got a thing for voyeurism on top of that...

Shut up! I didn't know we were gonna pop out right from under there!

Adjutor turns to look at the occupant of the arm chair, a pale girl with blonde hair and a scowl.

"Sorry about that," Adjutor says sheepishly, scratching the back of his head to distracting himself, "I just came out from under there and over-reacted a bit..."

[Arch-Magos Winter]

"Ooh, I might take back what I saiiid. You might not quite be, hah, second-rate." Misaya cried while Lawrence diligently worked her core with his tongue, her hands joining his over her curvy rear as she tried to hold on against the oncoming wave of pleasure. His determination in getting her off was quite admirable, and for that reason she'd reward him by letting him taste her sultry juices. Her breasts shook in her now all too warm dress as she rode against his mouth, grinding her wettening nether lips against his own begging ones.

"Please, please, please..." She whimpered in a low voice over and over as Law's tongue worked over her clit again and again, the circular motion driving her up the wall as drops of her arousal leaked down her inner thighs. Just a bit more, a tiny bit more and she'd reach it. Her eyes closed as her mouth let out a heavy, breathy moan as pleasure coursed through her sensual form, before first looking smugly at the blonde-haired amazon who had glared at her in what she presumed to be jealousy, only to be interrupted in that activity as Lawrence ran his tongue from the bottom to the peak of her red slit. She knew that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hold on much longer...

He could hear her begging for release as he licked up the salty drops her lusty moans released from her core, teasing at her thighs for a second with his tongue before returning to his attack on that retreating red nub with a furious pace. Sucking and licking at it, he reversed directions suddenly, tempo increasing as she ground her body against him. She gripped his hands as he pressed his fingers into her soft flesh, intent on giving her the Little Death she craved.

[Brahmastra]

Misaya shifted her hips repeatedly, breathing heavily as she forced her crotch against Law's eager mouth, before she felt a burning shiver run up and down her spine repeatedly. Biting down on her pretty lower lip so hard as to draw blood, Misaya contained an orgasmic cry of pleasure as she came violently, letting out a burst of transparent sweet juices across Law's face, riding her orgasm out to the best of her ability before she came to a slow stop on top of his face. She looked down into his eyes with her own crimson ones, projecting a smug and daring look that yet looked misty and distant from the bliss that had yet to leave her perfect form.

"Now that was more like it. I guess you're not entirely a second-rate." She said, running a finger through his brown hair as he still had a firm hold of her ass, something she definitely didn't dislike.

[Arch-Magos Winter]

Pulling Misaya off his face and onto his chest, Law brushed his hand over his face, clearing her juices off it. His tongue licked the reminants off his lips, the sweet taste of her having filled his mouth as well. "I just proved I'm first rate with that. If you happen to disagree, I can't say I'll be merciful later on," he teased, grip on her ass tightening as he touched her soft flesh directly. "So bring it."  A hand came down hard on her rear, leaving a red mark on pale skin. "Let's see what you've got."

[Brahmastra]

Cooing at the feeling of Law's hand coming down upon her ivory rear, Misaya's expression turned devilish as she crawled down his body, a slicing heat at the end of her finger tearing open the belt and pants she didn't want to bother with, her eyes lighting up as she saw Law's length, stiff as a pole, rising straight into the air.

"You claim this to be first-rate?", she said, toying with his considerable hardness, letting her tongue run up it once from hilt to tip, kissing it once before her eyes focused on his own aroused ones, ever able to maintain her smug stare. "You better be a man of doing then, and not showing, or I'll be sorely disappointed." She said, teasingly letting her fingers run up and down his length as her butt stood into the air behind her.

[Arch-Magos Winter]

Lawrence stifled a growl as she burned his pants away, his shaft springing to attention as she did so. She was in control of the tempo and that simply wasn't something he could allow, even as she licked at his cock teasingly. He wanted to make that smile of hers into a begging cry.

Shifting his weight, he forced her off him with a gentle shove before quickly moving to pin her back down to the silky sheets. Tearing away at the thin fabric of her dress, he exposed her soft pale curves to the open air, groping at her body with rough hands as he lined himself up with her well prepared slit. He plunged his length into her core, an evil grin on his face. "Well, I am doing you, aren't I?" Law said. His teeth met the pale skin of her neck a second later, nibbling little red marks up towards her ear as he thrust into her again and again.

[Kaze]

Lancelot looked around the large room, taking stock of what was happening. The couple loudly copulating on an enormous bed caught his attention first, and he found his cheeks nearly as pink as Saber's. Among several other people chatting or trying to sleep, Forest was sitting in a couch grumpily. The voice in his head acted up at the sight of her, making him wince, but he did his best to suppress it.

"I... shall be nearby when you are ready to discuss the situation at hand." The dark knight made his way off, praying that there was something, anything to drink in this place, leaving Saber and her former Master to reunite.

Shirou was in the middle of a raging internal conflict. He was used to loneliness, much of his time in the past few years had been spent on his lonesome, with minimal contact with even Rin and Luvia. On the other hand, he hadn't enjoyed his time being a hero like he had around the few who truly understood him. Things were even on the cusp of change, of the possibility of more than he had imagined with the Finnish magus, when the choice had been taken out of his hands. Now with what little family he used to have lost to him, there was nothing to look forward to except the next person to save.

Under other circumstances Shirou would never be forward enough to initiate a hug here, but he found himself crossing the distance between him and his former Servant, former lover, and wrapping his arms around her and gently pulled her into him. It was rather awkward, with the height difference and having only just met for the first time in over a decade, but in that moment he found himself unable to care.

[Brahmastra]

"Ahh! Well, at least you're, a man of doing." Misaya cried between bated breaths, a finger waving in the air behind Law's back to create a Bounded Field that obscured sight between the posts of the bed, yet let sound from within out into the room. They'd have a modicum of privacy this way. Her little project done, her manicured red nails dug into his shoulders as she felt him fill her out, a burning feeling of desire igniting in her lower body as her hips rolled up against his thrusts. She let out a moan of unrefined pleasure as Law's mouth assaulted her ear, before she forced their lips together, her uncovered breasts squeezing against his chest as only the skirt of her dress remained in place, the rest of it crushed beneath her flawless back.

As her mouth left his, leaving a trail of saliva hanging between them as she whispered to him, in her ever-haughty tone.

"Is this all you got?"

[Arch-Magos Winter]

The trail of saliva dripped down from their lips, falling onto those perfect breasts of hers as Lawrence reached for them, cupping them in his hands as he pounded away. The stolen kiss was answered with another of his own, mindless lust and desire to shut up her taunts driving him forwards. The pink nipples that stood erect against her pale skin were his first target, as he rolled them between his thumb and forefinger while his unrelenting pace picked up in tempo and speed. The sloppy kisses the two exchanged once again moved towards her ear, his hot breath against it as he let out a groan of satisfaction. "I'd hate myself if it was," Law growled into Misaya's ear, before once again licking and nibbling around it, intent on making her release those sweet sweet noises of pleasure once more.

[Elf]

Saber blinked as she was pulled into Shirou's arms.  He was warm and towered over her, and that familiar scent of forge smoke and steel filled her nostrils.  Automatically she wrapped her arms around him and rested her head against his chest, right over his heart.

"I am not going to fade away," she told him with a slight smile.

******

Hearing I can drown out.  Maybe I could just start singing some Iron Maiden to kill those sounds, but at least I won't have to smell and see the bloody scene anymore, Forest thought as someone stumbled into her chair.

Before she could tell him off, he apologized and looked away.  She relaxed slightly and said, "I perfectly understand."