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

[Kotomine_Rin]

Lorenzo glared at Adjutor for a split second before sending down a mighty karate chop.

"Aye, you daft or something? Of course she interested in you, you'd need to be blind to not have noticed till now." Lorenzo whined before helping Forest up.

"We've got all night, and hell if I know how long this night will be. So let's enjoy ourselves me hearties! Lead us to the finest chamber there can be, for as men we most definetely must accomodate our princesses's needs!"

And with a roaring laughter, he grabbed onto both Adjutor and Forest.

"Don't worry Forest, I will keep to my word. This night will be a night to shame all nights."

[Elf]

Saber

Saber looked up at Shirou.  He was breathing almost as hard as she was and she could feel him above her, his hard length prodding at her wet folds.  Then she nodded before burrowing her face into his shoulder, bracing herself for what was to come.


Forest That Is Not With Tom

Forest looked at both men with wide eyes and their suggestion.  She looked down and then back up at them before nodding.  She said in a soft voice, "I w-want both.  And I'm not a princess . . . But . . . Sexy Math for the win."

Then she grinned and said, "This is the Velvet Room right?  So, um, both of you need to pleasure me. Is there a room we can go to?"

She bit her lip, suddenly aware at the slight trickle of lust her core was starting to leak in anticipation.  Her head swam with the possibilities of fingers and tongues and being filled with hot life.

[Panda]

Xarrest couldn't help but grin at the pirate's enthusiasm, and that in turn widened into a smile at Forest's acceptance of his proposal.

"This is the Velvet Room," the teen points out, "Of course there's a room we can go to. Honestly, though, whether or not you're actually a princess is immaterial to him at this point. And I can honestly agree with his point of view. You seem like a good person, you want this, and we're willing. What more is there to ask?"

With that, an Armogarian tendril bursts from his shoulder to snatch up a pamphlet. After a moment of searching, Xarrest finds the room that would work best for this situation.

"I think a fairly regular room should suffice," Xarrest says, leading them to the room in question, "So if you'd follow me, we can find one with all possible haste."

[Kaze]

EMIYA SHIROU

Having been given permission, Shirou eased himself into the girl-king. Her body resisted, her tight walls clamping down hard as he moved within her, and he gasped at the pressure. Then he encountered her wall, the barrier that marked her as a maiden. Shifting his arms to hold her, he filled her completely with one quick thrust.

Shirou remained still then, holding Saber close, waiting for the pain he knew she would feel to subside.


LANCELOT AND AKIHOLARME

'Interesting' indeed, Lancelot thought to himself. There had certainly been enough adventures, war, and court intrigue to last a lifetime during his days as a knight of the round table.

Aki gave a snort at Michael's declaration of being open to sex. He was handsome enough, but she hadn't had nearly enough to drink to start banging men she hadn't had dinner with before. "Hah, merely interesting adventures are the least of my feats," she bragged playfully before taking another drink, this time only wincing a little at the taste. "How about you, what you got?"

[Panda]

Michael couldn't help but grin at the bravado clear in the woman's voice, though this was diminished slightly by the knight's lack of response.

"Well, then," the immortal says, scooping up another glass of the punch and taking a sip, "Looks like fortune hasn't completely forsaken me after all. As for what I've got...well, I've got a lot to tell, honestly. Though, that would depend on what you want to hear. Hot-blooded tales of war and heroism? The cold chill of royal intrigue? Perhaps a heart-rending betrayal or two? Or maybe the story of one who was consumed by their ideals? Trust me, you hear plenty of tales if you've been around for long enough."

[Kotomine_Rin]

Following the young man, Lorenzo couldn't help but chuckle. "Ya see? Knew you had some bold in ya, but to think you'd go that far... Looks like you're a lady killer alright!"

With that, they traveled trough multiple hallways until facing an onimous pink heart-shaped door. A thick aroma of... roses could be
The door opened, and what could be found was simply astounding.

A huge bed, thick laviscious pitch black covers and soft pillows of a sultry red. Covering the bedding were multiple rose petals, their rich color inviting lust, ravishing it as if it was all the work of a powerful charm.

But this was no work of magic, this was but the true nature of life, exposed in this room.

Candlelight burned gently, a mellow scent filled the room even more once inside, to the point one could almost taste it.

It was quite... enticing.

Near the very bedding stood drawers filled with all kinds of toys, each of different shape and size. This huge room was a true sex workshop, made solely for the purpouse of sweet lovemaking.

The pirate couldn't help but grin at the sight of the soft silk ribbons hanging nearby, a beautiful black that was by all means quite pleasant to look at. Not only that, but on a small table laid an iced bowl filled with many bottles, drinks to enjoy most likely.

"My, you sure have some good ideas from time to time Addy." Lorenzo whistled, giving a friendly tap on Adjutor's back. Now looking warmly at both, he purred in a sweet voice.

"Now, let's enjoy ourselves."

And the doors of the lovey-dovey room of eros shut behind the fearsome threesome, their trials now ready to be faced with sex! Lots and lots of sex! So much sex, even bunnies would blush. BUNNIES!

[Elf]

Forest That Is Not With Tom

Forest followed Adjutor and Lorenzo into the private room and raised her eyebrows at the giant heart-shaped door.  The scent of rose petals and vanilla with a tiny bit of cinnamon hit her as soon as she walked into the door.  Her steel-toed boots sank into rich, soft, plush carpet the color of fine wine.  The walls were papered with a dark floral pattern and bathed in golden candle light.

The giant almost swimming pool sized bet was fitted with black satin sheets that seemed to gleam with a life of their own and a black, matte satin comforter looked warm and inviting.  The pillows were red velvet and red and pink rose petals were strewn across the covers.  In the Chester drawers beside the absurdly large bed was toys of various shapes, sizes, battery powered or electric as well as a variety of lubricants.

There was a table with a bucket full of ice and filled with drinks as well as silk ribbons hanging from the canopy bed.

She whistled before giggling.  She spun around the room and said, "Oh wow this is . . . hilariously beyond a cliche.  All it needs is a stripper pole and it would be perfect." 

The blond walked over to the bed and began brushing the petals off.  She looked up at the men and said, "They can get caught in places.  I don't want to fish out rose petals out of my most sensitive parts."  Once the bed was free of rose petals, she pulled off her other boot and sat it down.  She wiggled her stocking clad feet before peeling off the knee highs as well, leaving her long, supple legs bare.


Saber

The blond's emerald eyes flew open as she felt the thick head of Shirou pressing into her.  Her teeth bit into her lip from crying out as her body resisted him.  He was too big or she was too small and it was stretching and burning and there was so much pressure that was nothing like what he had wielded with his fingers or mouth.

He shifted, holding her close and she felt him retreat.  She took a deep breath and relaxed until he thrust forward.  Her fingers bit into his shoulders and she tasted blood when she bit her lip.  There was pain, something had been broken inside of her and he was deep within her.  Too deep, filling and stretching her.

Yet he was warm and holding her close.  She released her breath, not realizing she had held it and burrowed her head into the crook of his neck while holding him tightly.

[Panda]

Somewhere amidst the drunken haze addling his mind, Xarrest realizes that the heart-shaped door should have been the first clue that the brochure might have lied to him.

Then the door opens, and the teen realizes that he doesn't particularly care. A pleasant scent calms him as he steps into a room that puts many a noble's personal chambers to shame. Boots sink into a soft carpet the color of wine, the room around him lit by candle light as he looks around. A massive bed, easily large enough for the three of them, and with plenty of room to spare, black sheets and comforter, red pillows, and rose petals strewn across the covers that Forest takes a moment to sweep away, citing that she doesn't feel like fishing those out of her more sensitive parts.

"Well, so long as it doesn't hurt you, we'd be happy to do so for you," Adjutor points out.

A nearby set of drawers holds innumerable implements of various uses and types, to say nothing of the...are those lubricants?

...The hell does half of that stuff even do?

As embarrassing as this is to admit, I honestly don't know.

And what the hell is a stripper pole?

"As for a stripper pole," Xarrest continues, "No clue what those are, but if it's something simple, then chances are that we can make one."

Then Forest sits down on the now petal-free bed, taking a moment to slide the remaining boot off before removing the stockings as well, leaving her long, supple legs bare to the two, leaving the teen unable to help but stare. In an attempt to distract himself from the enthralling little show she makes of removing the stockings, Xarrest takes a moment to focus on the Armogarians, already putting a shape to mind and forming...a very long pole.

Long enough, in fact, that it anchors itself firmly between the floor and the ceiling despite the plush carpeting on the former. With plenty of free space around the pole, except for the problem of Xarrest standing right next to it, the teen finds himself wondering what the hell he just created before forming more of the Armogarians on that hand into a fine chain to let him move freely about the room and moving over to the bed himself.

"...Is this it?" Xarrest asks, perplexed by the deceptively simple item, while Adjutor finds himself considering possible uses for silk ribbons.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Lorenzo eyed Forest for a second, her beautiful slender figure resting atop the bed. Her alabaster skin seemed to reflect the shine of the candlelight, her legs not unlike the moon.

Ignoring the pole Adjutor conjured, the pirate gave a quick look to the man, his eyes quickly moving back in order to tell him to approach them. Then, he slowly walked up Forest before kneeling down and softly holding her cold hand.

His warm lips pressing against the pale skin, he kissed that very hand with the softness of a feather.

"...So beautiful." Lorenzo whispered before taking hold of her other hand, gently removing her remaining raven glove and letting it rest atop the bedding. With a warm smile, he pressed on her shoulder affectionately before purring.

"There is no need to hurry, tonight your heart can dance to it's desire. How about it, would you fancy a massage?"

[Kaze]

EMIYA SHIROU

Shirou felt ill at ease as Saber pressed herself against him, shivering slightly but refusing to give voice to her pain. He hated this, that he had to hurt his lover in order to make love to her.

"I'm sorry, it'll pass," he said to the blond, whispering reassuring words to her ears as he held her tight. It was hard to focus though, the way the walls of her core pressed against him so tight threatened to short-circuit his mind, but he wouldn't let it. It wouldn't be fair to Saber.

The archer carefully rolled himself and his lover onto their sides in order to take his weight off of her. Unsure of how else to help, he craned his neck to nuzzle his cheek against Saber's head as he waited for her to adjust to him.


LANCELOT AND AKIHOLARME

"Fighting, obviously. There are no greater stories than those of conquering warriors, faithful defenders, and slayers of beasts. Save the boring stuff for the Altmer, or perhaps the Bretons," Aki said, her cheeks turning a faint pink from the alcohol's influence.

"What about you?" she asked, turning to the dark knight sitting next to her. "I know quality armor when I see it. There's no way you don't have tales of your own."

"I'm sure your stories are more interesting than mine," Lancelot said with a tight smile that didn't reach his eyes. His drink still remained on the counter beside him, untouched.

[Elf]

Saber

Saber nodded against Shirou's shoulder as he whispered in her ear.  His arms held her tightly and then he gingerly rolled them to their sides and he nuzzled her with his cheek.  She reached up and tilted his face towards hers.  Their difference in height made it difficult, but he was close to her lips again.

She arched up as much as she could to caress her lips against his, focusing on him as she gradually accepted her lover within her.


Forest That Is Not With Tom

Forest blinked at Xarrest and Adjustor's train of thought before he crafted a metal pole in the middle of the room.  She said, "That's actually pretty close and I was half way joking.  I do pole dance though; it's great for upper body and core strength."

She flexed her arms to show off the lithe, toned, and defined muscles there.

Then Lorenzo knelt before her, taking her hands.  His warm lips brushed against her chilled palm and the vampire shivered.  Then the pirate removed the last glove, letting it rest on the bedding. 

"There is no need to hurry, tonight your heart can dance to it's desire. How about it, would you fancy a massage?"

She smiled at that and said, "You talk rather bonnily for a pirate, you know that . . . But that does sound lovely."

[Panda]

Michael, at this point, was sorting through possible stories to tell. One of the disadvantages to living as long as he had was that while he could remember everything, he couldn't always keep all of it fresh, so it took a while to find something that might prove entertaining. Then he found himself distracted by the knight's refusal to share a story or two.

"Oh come on, now," Michael says plaintively after a quick look over the knight's armor, "That kind of armor is something you'd expect to see on a knight of some lofty royal court. Maybe even a king's personal guard. A sellsword wouldn't bother with fancy armor and a knight under any old noble probably wouldn't be able to afford that level of workmanship. Surely you must have something to share with us."


Xarrest at this point, was more than a little amused by the pirate's antics, though the contact made him all too aware of the fact that his hands, well, his arms, didn't really carry the warmth one would expect of the living all that well.

Would probably be a bit of a turn off to go from the warmth of flesh to the chill of metal...

No use complaining about it now, so make do with what you have.

We could call Laivatain over to help out.

There we go!

But first...

Xarrest took a moment to let the metal pole collapse in on itself, turning into a pool of metal that was already drawing itself back into his arm. At this point, Xarrest finds himself at a loss for what to do, so he reaches behind Forest, trailing a tattooed hand down her back as he looks for something very specific.

"Perhaps the massage would be most effective if we could get this corset out of the way?" Xarrest proposes.

[Kotomine_Rin]

"Heh, a fierce lass. Not bad at all, not bad at all." Lorenzo chuckled before glancing at his own arms, fairly toned muscle most likely due to a great amount of physical labour and combat experience. Of course, if anything was to go by one would have already guessed this due to the man's scars.

Nothing far too gruesome, but Lorenzo had most definetley known the feel of the steel multiple times. The mere fact the carring was so light could tell far enough of his skill, surely he had lived trough many battles.

Even so, there was a certain sensual beauty in his toned skin, a fair body gleaming with what seemed to be the tiniest amount of sweat. Even if he played cool to his best, there was no way one couldn't be the tiniest bit nervous when treading with such a gorgeous woman.

After all, no matter how beautiful a rose can be, one must always handle her with care, else the thorns will pierce one's flesh.

Yet he grinned, his warm friendly smile carrying waves of lust not unlike an ocean. Perhaps he was simply... excited to feel his heart dance in unison with a lady once again.

Gently caressing her back, he approached her ear. His mouth almost touching the soft lobe, he whispered softly, hands easing Forest as his finger ran up her leg.

"Mph, are you okay with that? I figured you'd fancy starting with something a bit more soft..." He said before softly caressing her tigh.

"Of course, if you want to go for it, I'll be happy to oblige. So, what say you? Would a charming lady rather fancy a back massage, or would she rather go for a nice and slow leg work?"

[Elf]

Forest That Is Not With Tom

Adjutor -No, that's Xarrest that's currently behind the wheel right now- was behind her and Lorenzo was in front of her.  A gentle caress on her back caused her to arch towards it while a warm hand on her thigh and followed by a firmer one caused her to gasp.

"Perhaps the massage would be most effective if we could get this corset out of the way?"

Then she looked at Lorenzo, appreciating his thick muscles and the scarring adorning them.  She realized that both men in their own way were warriors; Adjutor sort of unwilling but rising to the occasion and Lorenzo probably actively looked for battle.  They'd taken their licks and came out stronger for it; which was something the ancient Celt could appreciate all too well.

"Mph, are you okay with that? I figured you'd fancy starting with something a bit more soft..." Lorenzo said before he moved his hand to her thigh, lightly caressing it.   The blond gasped at that; the pirate's hands were starting to enter Point of No Return territory.  She felt a gentle tug of lust and bit her lip.

"Of course, if you want to go for it, I'll be happy to oblige. So, what say you? Would a charming lady rather fancy a back massage, or would she rather go for a nice and slow leg work?"

Taking off the corset would be the first course of action, but it wasn't one that Forest was looking forward to.  She knew all too well her legs were her best asset in the body department.  Her chest was lacking, especially with the sleek tone of the rest of her body. 

"Taking the corset off would probably be a good idea," Forest said.  Normally she would have apologized for her lack of assets, but she had a feeling they'd chide her apology.  Which would be sweet, but just an act of kindness.

An idea came to her and she smiled.  "Aye, taking the corset off would be a good idea, but first . . ."

Since she was sitting on the bed, doing this would be rather easy, at least for her.  She slid her hands under her skirt  and hooked her thumbs into the waste band of her black panties.  Leaning back slightly so she wouldn't flash the two men her Fancy Bit - she was building anticipation after all - she lifted her legs up and eased the panties down her thighs.  Once she got half way down, she lowered her legs and slipped the undergarment the rest of the way off.

Twirling the panties around her fingers for a moment she let it slide to the floor.  "Now you can take off the corset."

[Panda]

Xarrest was honestly a little surprised at Forest's reaction to their touch, but took this in stride as he continued to search fo- there it was. The teen tugged at the barely noticeable tie that was likely all that kept the corset together, just short of enough force to actually undo the tie as he waited for Forest's permission.

"Taking the corset off would probably be a good idea," she said, prompting the teen to start tugging at the knot when he's interrupted.

"Aye, taking the corset off would be a good idea, but first..."

With that, she reaches under her skirt and seems to be working at something. Xarrest feels his throat go dry as Forest carefully retrieves her panties while still leaving the skirt on, somehow managing to not reveal anything underneath it despite how short the thing was. The vampire took a moment a moment to twirl the undergarments around her finger with a wry smile before letting it slide to the floor silently.

"Now you can take off the corset."

Xarrest's hands move almost of their own accord, as if Forest had just issued an absolute command, quickly going about the task of loosening the corset. After a few minutes, the garment falls away to leave the vampire just as shirtless as her two companions, except she was much nicer to look at. It is at this point that something occurs to Xarrest.

"Hang on, Lorenzo, why choose?" Xarrest proposes, "We can take care of both areas at the same time."