I fall deeper into the color of a dream.
In the distance, are two figures. Clearly female. One of them, tall; the other, shorter and more petite. The small one is working on a canvas of some sort, while the tall one is seemingly watching over the work.
I approach. A flow of symbols flies from my mouth, swirling in the air around the two girls. The taller one, having had her attention caught, turns to me, and clearly smiles. Excitedly, she reaches for my hand.
Smooth skin, on a hand smaller, and yet, more pleasant, than my own.
And just as quickly as my awareness of the dream had begun, with a bleaching of color and a blink, it ends.
I sit up slightly on the bed, trying to make heads or tails of what I saw. Before I realize it, a forlorn sigh wells and exhales itself from deep inside of my lungs, and I realize, after I have done it, the notable tinge of regret that the expulsion contained.
The silver sheets feel warm and comfortable around my skin, almost as if they are made to fit against me snugly.
...Silver sheets.
......Silver.
“...Silver?”
There is no reply. Perhaps... she is asleep, then? Can she sleep, for that matter? Well, I know she can, but I mean, why would she still sleep if she knows I'm awake? Perhaps she doesn't.
I slide out of the sheets as carefully as possible, off of the also-silver bed. There's almost no doubt this is actually her, but for some reason... she does not awaken.
Did something change in the room? No, noth— wait.
...What's this ice sculpture? Sunflowers...
“...Well, at least she's trying to bring a little cheer in here.”
I walk over, examining it carefully. It looks like Edward Scissorhands himself couldn't have created a better one if he tried, and the cold touch is both a familiar sensation, and yet a pleasant one.
[Please select your option.
Schedule.
Observation Log (Rin).
Shapeshift.
Contact.]
I blink. Is this... augmented reality? From an ice sculpture, of all things...?
“...You're certainly a cat who keeps up with the times, aren't you...”
One by one, I begin selecting options. It's intuitive enough – for me, anyway – but I have no doubt that to Rin this would be as foreign as her admitting that she has a crush on Kotomine.
The schedule option is, unsurprisingly, blank. But it does have some... interesting sub-options.
[Enter Appointment.
Schedule Appointment.
Request Real-World Time.
Access MagiNet.]
...Real-world time? That's definitely something I could go for. I'm kind of eager to get out of this place... as much as it might be comfortable at times, even I feel like going somewhere now and again.
......And MagiNet? That's a horse of a different color for sure. I didn't even think that magi would have the understanding to set up such a network for themselves, considering how a lot of them are in a lot of ways “old timers” who would be more likely to resist this kind of technology... whoever's done (doing?) the groundwork for this kind of system is easily a visionary; the sort of person who is likely to wield some sizable influence and power when their way becomes the only clearly correct solution.
The temptation to access it, thankfully, fades fairly quickly. If I'm right about who made this ice sculpture – certainly neither Edward Scissorhands, nor a certain brunette who I'm currently inside the mind of – I will need some kind of login to even access it, and attempts to just type things willy-nilly will probably get me something far worse than an annoying CAPTCHA.
Observation Log...
...Well. This one is full of interesting details. Psychology profile, explaining how she feels alone and seems to revere Kotomine as both a father figure and a love interest ever since her own parents died. Detailing of her preferences, both in men (to nobody's surprise, the more Kotomine-like, the more appealing) as well as women, with a note that “Tohsaka seems reluctant to admit her curiosity in her own sex.”
I flick through the log of what's happened in the last few hours.
[8:47 PM: Tohsaka has finished reading her spell tome. She is now preparing to make a small meal.
8:59 PM: Tohsaka is now eating her meal, and drinking a milk tea.
9:14 PM: Tohsaka has finished eating. She seems somewhat tense, distracted.
9:20 PM: Video Report: Tohsaka taking shower, embarrassedly masturbating. Would you like to watch this video?]
.........I'd better not watch that video. And it's clear that the cat is having considerably too much fun with this device.
Daily summary... “Tohsaka's current worry is about her success in obtaining Gilgamesh. Her stress is considerably high, as evidenced by her masturbating in the shower for some momentary relaxation, but even within a half an hour of it, the tension returned. She eventually cried herself to sleep...”
...Sheesh, Rin. I get that you're worried, but... this is depressing even me.
But it's still useful. White Len must no doubt be tapping into her subconsciousness somehow; likely through her dreams. Either way, it means that I know a little more about what Rin is thinking... making my debt to the chat de neige even greater.
What else is on this menu......
“......Shapeshift?”
...Huh? Shapeshift? You mean, like, change the sculp—
“...Cat. Young boy. Cat-Boy Hybrid. Wraith.”
......Okay, clearly not for the sculpture. For... me? But what good would it be if I shapeshift in here...?
[These are intended for your use, with which to mix things up.]
I quickly exit. Okay... I get that White Len is both TATARI and a human girl and a cat, but does this mean she's lonely too and this is her way of saying it...?
Wraith has an icon indicating that it's got sub-options. Checking it, provides a few more radio buttons.
“...Posession Form. War Form... Well, I guess on the bright side, I'm immune to Fighting-Type and Normal-Type.”
Did she really have to go to that trouble of referring to me like a Pokemon? But well... I'm not going to complain to the architect over something this trivial. The fact I could shapeshift at all thanks to her overrules that.
Looking closer, there are specific details for each form. The Cat form has no attack or magic capability, but high agility and stealth. The young boy form has high charisma and agility, with some magic defense. Wraith form is clearly intended for physical fighting with its sky-high attack, and Posession form is for mental assaults with similarly sky-high magic attack and defense. The Cat-Boy Hybrid form seems to be a bit of a blend of Possession and Cat, with high agility, some magic attack, and basic cursing, but it's not nearly as stealthy. However, sky-high charisma.
I guess maybe people naturally like fluffy tails.
And then, of course, there is the button currently popped - “Default form,” which is, well, how I am normally. According to what this says, high intelligence, somewhat-there magic attack and defense, strength somewhat above average. Not much agility or stealth, but then again, let's see how well you hide in a crowd when you're as tall as I am, too.
Well... that will be something I'll have to tinker with later.
Last, but not least, is the Contact option.
[Audio Call (Tohsaka Rin).
Audio Call (Len).
Summon Mental Model (Tohsaka Rin).
Summon Mental Model (Len).]
...Seems this will let me talk to them, and bring them “inside,” respectively.
“Might as well thank the creator then.”
I push the button for an audio call to White Len. Within a few moments, her presence fills my ears.
“Good morning. I see you have awakened.” Her voice, however, sounds like she is in the middle of something. I'd probably better keep this brief then.
“And I see you gave me this... device, for lack of a better word. You've moved up from one or two slices of strawberry shortcake to at least one whole cake.”
“It was but a trifle. You needed some way to contact me, after all.”
“Well, yes. But all the extra stuff? Transformation? Scheduler? Real-World Time? Whatever this MagiNet is? The... observation log? That's definitely going above and beyond just contacting you.”
“It was something your host wouldn't figure out. Besides, independence is good.” I can somehow hear a small smile in her voice.
“You got a point. It gives me some kind of connection and something to do as opposed to just sitting in this room all day, I suppose...”
“...That, and you have material which you can now watch to keep up your... vitality.”
That smile got bigger, in a big way.
“...I'm not that much of a pervert to whack off to someone not even knowing they were being recorded. Especially when I value them more than that.”
“Huhuhu, so you say, so you say... But at least this way, you will get to know her better. Her preferences, biases, relationships, plans, and such are mapped as well.”
“Yes... that much I noticed more. Going to have to look it over when I have time... maybe it'll help us get along better. Hopefully.”
“Perhaps.”
“Now if I can get her and you talking on a decent level, we'll be getting somewhere. Anyway, is this a bad time? You sound somewhat busy.”
“Ah, it's fine. Just a problem I had with another Ancestor.”
“...You mean Roa?”
“Indeed. I encountered one of his children. And he is nearby.”
“Mmm, I see. Should I leave you be for now, then? There's questions I'd like to ask about this thing, but if need be, they can wait until you have more time and I'll just start reading these observations of Rin in the meanwhile.”
“You may ask one or two, as right now I am working on tracing his Dead. There seem to be multiple subordinates, given the number of them.”
“Alright... one, what the heck is MagiNet?”
“As you likely have surmised, you could call it a version of the Internet for the magical community. Common information is maintained mostly by psychics, alchemists, and others of that sort. Access requires knowing one of the curators, as only a relative few understand how this medium can be adapted to their needs. It's a rather exclusive network – one of the few things that the faction which maintains it agrees on.”
“Well, clearly not Rin then. Which faction runs it? Clearly not London, there is no way they would collaborate on anything involving the Alchemists of Atlas.”
“Master considers London to be a closed-minded backwater,” the cat says coolly.
“I'm guessing that this is something that Aoko or Kohaku's factions run, then.”
“Well, Lady Amber and Master did cooperate with the Director of Atlas, so that is more or less an accurate guess.”
“...Well, I guess I'll have to talk to one of them to set things up for myself, then. Unless you've done the honors already?”
“There are some benefits to being a Familiar. For example, administrative powers.” The slight smile returns.
“Well then, guess that answers that. Later, if you don't mind, I'd like to get it set up and look around in there. After all, can only read up so much on Rin... and it'll tie into other questions I have, anyway, like about these forms... you're, uh, not lonely, are you?”
There is a momentary pause from the Cat. Whether it is of surprise, or whether she's shaking her head, I really can't tell.
“No. They are just a calque of my own transformative abilities. It was the easiest way.”
“I see. The choices made me wonder, but it looks like they'll be fairly useful in certain situations.”
“They are the usual ones I transform into, just genderswapped.”
...Well, I admit that a catgirl can be cute, so I guess that's why a catboy makes sense.
“Yeah, it makes sense to me. It'd be a bit strange if I became a girl. And I take it none of them are nearly as powerful as yours.”
“Huhu, no.”
“Yeah. I'm not exactly TATARI, after all. But I guess this'll let me practice, maybe even fight or something. Get me used to dangers I might run into...”
“Correct. MagiNet lets you create mental models of enemies in full, accurate form to fight against. It will be exactly like fighting the real thing.”
...Exactly alike? You mean...
“...This thing can't kill me, can it? There's a difference between the Danger Room and the Death Room...”
“Not permanently, no.”
............
............That's hardly making me feel any better.
“...Temporary death still doesn't sound too appealing.”
“Then simply don't die,” says the voice with a smile. “You will respawn, but it will be painful. Consider it... a reminder of the consequences of failure, perhaps. And enjoy the luxury of it either way.”
“...Geh. I'd better start small then. Suggestions for what to fight? It's not like I'm used to fighting... kind of try to avoid it when I can, so I'm not exactly versed.”
“Metal slimes,” White Len comes out with quickly. “They're a very simple familiar.”
“...Alright. I guess that gives me stuff to do until you've got some time, then. I'll read up that database on Rin, and try my hand at fighting. Not like there's much else I can do.”
“Oh, you can share Rin's senses,” the cat interjects.
“...How? I didn't see that option in the menus. I saw one to summon models of you two, but that's a bit different...”
“Observation section. Look deeper; you'll find it, I'm sure.”
“...I'd tease you over the GUI design finesse, but that'd be in bad taste considering what you're doing.”
“Well, we don't want it to be easily seen.”
“...Rin is more likely to melt the sculpture than figure out how to access it.”
“Well, on the odd chance that Tohsaka does somehow figure out how to access that system, would you rather take the chance of her finding that option? If you'd prefer, I could make it blink and scroll like a marquee.”
“No, no... I get why you stuffed it all the way in there. Alright. I don't have any other questions that can't wait, but let me know somehow when you got the time to spare to go over this with me more in-depth.”
“Well, the other reason is that in case of mental attack, it will be harder to notice. Roa or The Church would definitely love those sorts of observations, for example.”
“...Yeah. I guess when you put it that way, we might even need to secure it better. Hiding it a few layers deep is a good start, but anyone technologically inclined will still find it without much trouble.”
“Well, in that case, it can self-destruct, killing the soul of the unauthorized user in the process.”
“Handy. We'll worry about it later, though. Right now, Rin wants to stay under the radar, so we have the luxury of time, and with time, fortification.”
“One last thing: You can use the MagiNet to install some defenses or alter options.”
“I'll make sure to look into it, then.”
“See that you do. Farewell for now.”
With that, the link cuts with a soft hum, and goes dead.
“...Right. Well then, I guess I'll get started.”
I crack my knuckles, out of habit, and then pull up Rin's observation logs, and begin soaking in all of the information they contain within.
The mind of Tohsaka Rin is... complicated, to say the least.
Her memories of the Fourth War, both sharp as day, and yet, at times, fuzzy and unconfident.
The Beast, whose visage is clear as day, and even in this state, still sends a chill up my spine.
Emiya Shirou, an enemy ever since she found out about him and the fact that he was trying to keep himself well-hidden from her.
Matou Sakura, whom to her is the epitome of everything she hates – attractive, promiscuous, and an usurper.
Kotomine Kirei, whom is father and object of desire all in one – a position that makes her feel uncomfortable, as if it were incestual, but in her heart of hearts, she can't deny it or her feelings for him. Unflappable, strong, brave, handsome... the plaudits go on and on.
The Clock Tower – “A society of snobs.” Nothing but contempt for them whatsoever.
Waver Velvet, a sort of quasi-girlhood idol, whom she attempted to emulate, failing and falling short not by her standards, but by London's.
The Sea of Estray... a potential home. A potential place that would fit her, although London is still the ideal.
New factions arising, so little known that she simply does not trust them in the slightest.
“...No wonder you're so bitter. You feel like you got nothing.”
Everyone, and everything, in this world seems to be against her in some way, shape, or form. The one exception: Kotomine Kirei.
...Her thoughts and feelings on me, as a construct she can't make heads or tails of. Made for mental infiltration and subversion as a wraith construct, and yet genuinely believes that I was not aware of it.
Silver's purpose... as an anti-wraith construct, made of a portion of herself that usually disables and destroys. The ulterior motive... inspire some affection, to make me more pliable.
Her thoughts on what I said – most of it being treated as highly suspicious. The Kotomine information being seen as virtually impossible. However, on the flip side, she does indeed believe that Shirou is capable of a Reality Marble, but then again, Shirou may as well be Satan himself – capable of anything, utterly merciless; a prime manipulator and philanderer.
It's clear what the pattern of all of these thoughts are...
“...Safer to view everyone as an enemy than risk being hurt, huh...”
That's only confirmed when I get to her thoughts on one Matou Sakura. She's no longer a sister – just an enemy, for she has allied herself with Emiya Shirou, then proceeded to try to undercut every single power base Rin has. She's even stealing her reputation as the school idol – something that while Rin normally didn't try to think too much about, losing it is actually making her immensely jealous.
......This one's interesting... rumors of a network of people Sakura taps for prana...? Well, if it's anything like the other world's Sakura, that could make sense, but I've learned pretty quickly that I shouldn't take even something like that for granted...
I'm sure that at least some of that is a misunderstanding.
Matou Shinji. Outgoing and kind. Seems to live an almost idyllic life with his sister. A part of Rin wishes she had a brother so she could experience what it's like.
...Ryuudou Issei, he who ran away to join the circus, followed by a mass murder at the temple.
White Len, identified as both a Familiar to a True Magician as well as TATARI itself. She reminds Rin strongly of Sakura... thus, the near-instant dislike, especially as Sakura's power is ice-based. Black ice, specifically.
More generic information, on her abilities and talents – one of the few things that's still managed to more or less be the same. Notes are attached as to how White Len feels she can improve.
Information on how Rin likes to relax. Wine, fairly frequently. A good meal when she has the time; something fast when she does not.
...White Len tricking me into reading, briefly, what Rin's bed preferences are. I stop reading as soon as I get to “Tohsaka enjoys being on top” as its true nature is revealed.
A final assessment. “Likely not worth the effort. Would be useful for recruitment in an agency, but her paranoia and wariness render her a liability to long-term partnerships.”
And with that... we reach the end of the profile for now. Buried near the bottom, is an option to gain Rin's senses.
“...You really are alone in this world, aren't you...?”
This is depressing as hell. Nothing? This girl really has only one ally, one single person she can trust...?
I never thought I'd be saying this, but... don't die, Kotomine. Even leaving might be kind of bad...
...I'm going to have to look into getting her something to ease all of these tensions.
Still... White Len really did her homework. Well, it couldn't have been too hard for her, but still.
I get up from where I've been sitting for roughly the last... hour? Two hours? I can't keep track...
I push the buttons to go to the training module.
[Level: 2.
Recommended Foe: Slime.
Rating: Wussy.]
Gee. Thanks Len. I've had warmer receptions from a walk-in freezer.
Well... of all these forms, I guess the Cat-Boy Hybrid form is the best one to try first. The Cat form isn't for fighting, nor the Boy one, and the Wraith form is just... way too strong for a simple slime. It's got some basic curses, a drain curse, some small ice capabilities, and Reinforcement as a standard spell.
...I guess I'd better do my best.
I prepare myself, then push the button to summon the slime.
The first thing I'm aware of, is the pain.
Pain that feels like a red-hot stake got pounded into my head with a sledgehammer.
Pain that feels like all of my skin has been ripped off, cured, smoked, then sewn back on.
Pain that feels like every single possible opening on my body is burning as if everything had come into direct contact with hydrogen peroxide.
That sucked. That REALLY fucking sucked.
My arm burns as it bends, then lifts, towards the screen. Everything is burning, as if it were entirely new nerve connections being formed... probably because that's exactly what was happening.
[Too direct. Fighting a slime by direct methods is ill-advised. Improve at indirect methods.
It would be wiser to use superior reinforcement strategies. Consider it with both attacks and defense.]
Thanks, Little Professor. Gonna wiggle your mustache and smile when I get the math problem right, too?
“...It'd help if I knew what else this form could do and how to DO it. Rrrgh...! Ow, fuckin' ow...”
It doesn't shake its mustache at me, much to my mild disappointment, but it does give me a study guide on Slimes. Weak points. Attack patterns. Comparisons as to what types of more humanoid enemies are likely to adopt similar attack patterns.
Useful stuff, admittedly. But right now... I'm so exhausted, I want to just... crawl to bed and sleep. I got my ass handed to me... but that bed could be a bed of nails and I could probably sleep on it.
I manage to stagger my way back to the bed. I quickly fall into a dreamless sleep.
“...Mmm... hh...?”
...Something... feels weird...
A sudden jolt of pleasure fills my mind, as I become aware of a sliding motion down a sensitive place. It then, slowly, rises back up. A slight sucking at the tip makes my hips shift up before I realize it, and then they slowly push back down.
Opening my eyes slightly, I see that Silver is looking at me expectantly, as if knowing that I was going to wake up. The slightest hint of a smile – as much of one that can be formed when one's lips are wrapped around an object, anyway – forms, and then her eyes take on a slight expression of love as she once more slowly pushes her head down.
“...W-Wait... I didn't... ah...”
...Everything about it feels too good. The pain in my body has numbed considerably, and somewhere in my mind, a fleeting thought about arousal increasing pain tolerance floats through my mind before being discarded nearly as quickly.
Down. Up. Slowly. Carefully. The goal of this isn't to really quickly bring me off, it's... to make me feel good. Just like Rin is.
...Wait, huh...?
......Why would I think about Rin feeling good...?
I open my eyes again, and I look around the room. There's... no doubt the room has changed a little. The walls seem a little... swollen, for lack of a better word. The fluid that flows outside, clearer, more viscous, yet somehow... flowing faster.
“...Ah...”
The slow, loving pleasures of Silver quickly refocus my attention on what is happening to my own body. I can... feel myself, throbbing hard in her mouth... it's like every cell on the skin is being rubbed by a thick, warm, wet gel, and yet, that gel has resistance...
...It's making my whole mind go crazy.
“......Ah......”
...I want to move. I want my hips to pump up, to follow my instincts and fuck her mouth. But I'm so tired... so exhausted... that the only way they will move is if my body wills it on its own. I can't even stop myself from moaning, that's how good it feels...
“......Mgh!”
A sudden feeling of... change washes over me, causing my body to convulse... along with the room.
...Why the room? Am I... that out of it... that I'm hallucinating it...?
......Or maybe this is some kind of dream? No, it... can't be a dream... it feels way too good to be a dream...
“.......Haah!”
My hips move up on their own, proving they still can... if they feel like it. It's... starting to build... it hasn't even been that long, but it's starting to build...
As if sensing that, Silver's body begins to melt, and wrap slowly around me. Crawling up my legs... my stomach... my chest... all the while, still slowly sucking, like no living being ever could.
A gentle pressure keeps my body pressed firmly to the bed. As if to test how well it's restrained, there's a sudden, sharp lick at the underside of my penis – causing me to gasp sharply and my hips to move... or, more accurately, try to. All they do instead is stiffen. Seemingly satisfied, she begins to move up faster, and the same gentle pressure begins to press on my stomach and chest, leaving me immobilized.
...It's clear what she wants. She doesn't want me to get away...
After a moment or two, I feel a gentle massaging against my scrotum. The testicles, normally beginning to pull inward towards orgasm, are tugged downward carefully, and then rolled around inside of the pouch of skin. At the same time, a slightly wet, firm sensation, not much different from a tongue, begins to rub and tease at my nipples.
It doesn't even take thirty seconds until my hips uselessly attempt to push upward a few times, and then with a deep sigh, I feel myself ejaculating into Silver's “mouth.” A few clear, noisy swallows are all that my senses pick up, and a carnal satisfaction that my seed was accepted registers in my brain, allowing them to black out once more.
“...Kirei.”
“Yes, Rin?”
“...Where is Gilgamesh?”
“Right before you, of course, Rin.”
“......Kirei. This is a woman.”
“Aww, something wrong with that, darling?”
“W-What are you calling me that for?!”
“Ohoho, flustered easily, are you? I like you already. Anyway, Ki-kun, I take it this is the one who you said wanted me to be her Servant?”
“Quite. She feels it will be best if she flies under the radar, as it were.”
“I see... then, what do I get out of it?”
“Aside from needing to keep her alive, that is something that I will leave you and her to work out. I am here to oversee this war, after all – not participate in it.”
“......Is that so? Then I'll help you, cutie... on my own terms, of course. Go on, tell me just how badly you need me... hoho.”
“Kirei... you can't be serious! Just where did you meet this... this man-eater?! She seems more suited for the bar or the whorehou—”
“Ohohoho! Subtlety isn't one of your strong points, I see. Or maybe... it's that you're interested in him? Hmm?”
“W... W-What?!”
“Ah, so that IS the case! I can't blame you. Ah, who would be more fun to corrupt, him or you... he's more pious, but you are far more innocent... my perfect type...”
“......Rrrrrgh! K-Kirei, this must be some kind of joke!”
“...Do I look like the type who would joke, Rin? Of course, if you don't wish her, that is fine, but time is definitely of the essence...”
“...F-Fine! But YOU! You're not going to be pulling anything, got it?!”
“Now sweetie, why would I ever think of something like that...? Hohoho... she's very much like your wife, Ki-kun.”
“W...... WIFE?!?!?!”
“Ah, you didn't tell her? Did you really think he was pure just because he is a priest? Sweetie, you have a lot to learn about the reality of the Church, much less the world. You're still just a little pussycat.”
“...K-Kirei! You never told me that!”
“......You know I have a daughter, Rin.”
“I THOUGHT YOU ADOPTED HER!!!”
“And whose fault is that for assuming that he would be so... pure as you? Ah, Ki-kun, you know how to pick them, don't you?”
“...That would be an... inappropriate relationship for her and I to have. As it would be in any situation aside from Master-Servant relations and so on.”
“Hoho. Indeed. That just makes it all the more fun... well then, dearie, you're untouched, are you? I'm sure I could acquaint you quite well...”
“...Gilgamesh, I trust that you will get along well with her?”
“Quite well. I don't think it'll be a problem.”
“Then, I leave her in your care. Inform me if any situation arises.”
“...K-Kirei! Wait! I didn't say you could leave yet...!”
“It would be inappropriate of me to advise a Master and a Servant. My role is mediation, not participation...”
“...Kirei!”
“Ah, don't worry. You won't need him as much as you think you will. Besides... I know more than enough about just what sort of thing will drive a girl like you wild... hohoho!”
“You... I don't want that!”
“Oh? We'll see...”
“Here... don't you like that? It may be an indirect kiss, but just think, his lips have pressed against these...”
“...Mmmh... hah...”
“...Oh? You like being kissed while something's inside there, do you? It's certainly moving very easily...”
“...Haah! Agh......!”
“Hoho, it's twitching so hard, too. Tell me... when you touch yourself, don't you imagine that it's his hands...?”
“Noooo.... ahhhh!”
“Ohoho, but that squeezing says otherwise! You were saving yourself for him... well, don't worry. Just think of me as him, and let your body do the rest...”
“...Nnnngh! Uuuuurgh.....”
“And your butt is taking to the other end so easily! Did you know that Caren-san washed it carefully with holy water? Her father is taking your front hole, while she is pleasing your back one...”
“Ahhh...! Ahhhhhhh....!”
“Hoho, there you go. Take it all the way inside... doesn't your body feel wonderful? Your nipples are sticking up so hard right now...”
“...MMMGH!”
“There, there. Good girl. You're close, aren't you? It's okay... he'll cum inside... and impregnate you... while his daughter pleases your back end...”
“......AGH!!! NNNNNNNN!!!!!”
“Feel him! Feel him filling you with his seed! Claiming you for himself, forever!”
“ARRRRGGH.... YARRRRHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
“Ohohoho! Did you see that?! Even with that inside of you, you still squirted a good half a meter...!”
...Pressure on top of me. Up. Down.
......A body. Up. Down.
Silver... is aggressive...
Maybe I've... ignored her too much......?
She's moving fast. She's squeezing hard. It's... almost as if her very life depended on not just having me, but having me release inside of her. It's so... tight and wet... tighter and wetter than any other time before.
...Damn it. She knows I can't resist her when I'm too turned on, too...
I reach for her head, and pull her down into a liplock. Her mouth opens after a few moments, and she breathes fiercely upon my lip as her tongue pushes into my mouth, tasting slowly. At the same time, her hands reach for mine, pulling them away from her back, and instead, placing them against her breasts, bouncing and lightly sweaty from the effort. Her nipples dig hard into my palms, and the way she's pressing them, it's clear that she wants me to squeeze her breasts. I do so, making Silver groan with appreciation, and her thrusting gets even harder and faster. The squeezing of the part of me that's inside of her also gets much harder, even more desperate. Her hands reach around behind my neck, and pull me into her mouth even more firmly.
Squishing and sucking noises fill the room. It's just... amazing. It felt good before, but... this is something else...
...Is it... because the room changed...? Does... that have anything to do with it...?
Our saliva begins mixing into each other's mouths. From below, I can feel liquid heat coating my penis as Silver pushes herself up and down on it, making moist, erotic noises that are just making me swell up even more than normal.
Ah... if she keeps this up... at this rate, I'm gonna come again... it feels so good, I'm even feeling a little faint...
...And yet, that just makes Silver go harder......
Is she... trying to kill me...? Kill me by literally fucking me to death...?
Even if she is, I... don't mind...... I'll... die happy, just please don't stop, Silver... please...
I can feel that pressure starting to build...
“...Kirei... I'm going to cum...!” Arms tighten around me and hips are moving so fast up and down on me that our thighs make loud, slapping noises as they meet.
.........
My eyes snap open.
...Rin is... on me... and Silver is... Caren... with... her tongue at Rin's butt...
Her face... she's so into it... but she didn't...
I feel a deep, boiling sensation in my balls. I'm... going to cum in her...
Rin, somehow, senses it. With a wet “schlop” noise, my penis falls out of her vagina, and she moves back slightly... only to stumble. Her lips brush against the tip...
...That's all my body needed.
With a small cry, I come. A thick, heavy glob of semen shoots out, blasting Rin right across the cheek.
“...C-Caren-san! Agh......!”
Rin grimaces, then grunts, and her butt shudders as a small amount of juices begin to dribble out of her pussy, onto my leg and the bed, just as a second and third stream from me hit her lips, slightly dribbling into her mouth, and then her chin. The reaction makes her shudder harder in kind, and I too am rewarded with more fluids from her own body, as we share a mutual – yet separate – orgasm.
A fourth. A fifth. Against her neck, against her chest, slightly towards her left breast. My head drops back to the pillow, as the feeling of deep release drains my body of strength. A sixth, smaller one, but I have no idea where it lands.
Rin gives a small grunt and I can feel her body collapse fully onto the bed.
That... felt amazing, but... oh god... it really was her...
How the... hell did that happen? There's no way...
Labored breathing – our labored breathing – are all that I can hear.
...She didn't even call my name. She called Kotomine's... is this... her having a wet dream...? No, that's... silly...
......Silver was Caren... what was that all about...? Did... did she put us up to this...? That... makes no sense though...
A warm and wet sensation once more envelops my penis, and I can feel it being sucked – no, milked – gently, making my hips shudder and push up as a small blast of fluids lands on a warm, wet tongue.
Looking up, Silver has, once more, assumed Rin form. She's lovingly looking at me as she carefully cleans and sucks my fluids out with her mouth and tongue.
...I didn't think it could, but despite how drained my body felt, I can feel myself starting to harden in her mouth.
“...S, Stop... Silver... Rin will kill me if...”
The construct doesn't listen. Instead, her tongue moves along sensitive spots, knowing full well just what will make my body go craziest. Despite myself, she manages to get me hard again very fast, and as soon as she does, she calmly moves up, holds onto my erection, and slowly guides herself down, letting out a satisfied cry as she does, before rocking her hips slightly and then starting to move up and down.
Hazily, I look at the brunette just behind her on the bed. The way Rin has collapsed... I can see between her legs. Not only is it still wet, it's... getting wetter... getting more aroused... If I throb inside Silver... Rin's pussy tends to convulse in kind...
“...Rin...”
A flood of panic fills my body as I just realize I moaned out Rin's name. Th... That's not Rin! No! I value Rin more than this!
Silver, however, lets out a happy laugh. Her hands, formerly on my stomach, pin me down by pressing firmly, but carefully, against my shoulders. The way her body moves, it's making sucking noises, and small, pleased moans and sighs come out from it.
...Rin is going to kill me. Not only... not only am I doing this thing when I said I wouldn't... I did HER. There's no way in hell – absolutely no way – that this could ever, ever end well.
“...Ah...... Rin...”
...God... I just... want to take her so badly, it's driving me crazy...
It's wrong... I know it's wrong... but... I can't help it... am I... really a pervert after all for liking this...?
My hands move, as if they had a mind of their own, rubbing against the round backside of the construct who is, right now, bouncing on top of my body. A pleased sound comes from it, and it leans in to kiss me on the lips – a tasteless kiss, unlike the flesh-and-blood girl who has her hand between her thighs and is rubbing her very swollen clit – but I get two moans once I allow my hand to move to where a butthole would be on a human girl, and I am surprised to find that not only does Silver have one, but that entry is exceedingly easy. It causes her to begin thrusting against me faster, and our kiss intensifies.
...I can't help myself anymore. I know it's wrong to do this, to want this... but... I'm just... too turned on to care...
I want her.
......I need her.
“.........Rin...”
If she wants to hate me afterward, she can. She knows this part of me exists, anyway. I'll pay the price, I know it, but... I want her to feel good. I want her to forget all of her pains, worries, and miseries for just thirty or sixty minutes, and instead, let her body be enraptured.
I want to feel her melt into me.
I want to feel her cum on me.
I want to feel her accepting me...
A gasp from the throat of the construct. Opening my eyes, her expression clearly shows she's at her limit.
All of that servicing... you poor thing... you've built up quite a lot, haven't you...
“...It's okay, Rin... you can cum...”
My other hand reaches down and both rubs and squeezes the erect, firm tissue that is just on top of the place where we are joined to each other.
Silver's eyes light up and widen, and without realizing it, the construct stops moving, burying me deep inside of her. She lets out a stifled grunt, and I can feel her vagina, and then her anus, squeezing and sucking hard on the intruders inside of them, along with a rush of fluids coating the larger of the two. It's more than I can stand to see the sight of, and it immediately sends me over, causing me to grunt heavily as I feel a small amount of seed begin to shoot out into her. Mere moments after I begin to come inside, Rin lets out a weak cry, rolls onto her back, and her hips writhe in instinct as she brings herself off to her own touch.
An intense drowsiness begins to assail me. I fight for my consciousness, but Silver rests herself on top of me, her warm, soft body melting slightly and merging with mine, making it impossible to pull myself out of her... but after a few seconds, I don't really care. It's too comfortable.
As I feel the release of my seed into the accepting construct begin to slow down, my senses fizzle out, and I quickly lapse into an extremely deep unconsciousness.
The world has finally outlived its use for us.
We left the dome a week ago. We haven't stopped walking since then.
But... we can feel ourselves growing weak.
With the end of the threats, humanity – what is left of humanity – can rebuild. Those few, hardened survivors, in due time, will find that their seeds will plant anew in the Earth – both the Earth of their planet, and the Earth of their bodies, shall find room for growth and rebirth.
It no longer needs monsters like us A-Rays.
Together, __k___ and I have walked, and talked, on our march towards the eternal forever.
In the last few days, our steps are weak, our breathing labored, our minds clouding. But still, we trudge on. The best gift we could've hoped to give them... a future of their own... means a death of the past.
Of all of their past.
Her knees buckle, yanking me down towards her slightly. After a moment, as she has countless times before, she tries to get up, but her muscles – her body, an engine of physical destruction to match my engine of mystical annihilation – fails to do so. Frustration sets in on her face, but before long, she seems to accept it.
Here, is where she will die.
Using much of my remaining strength, I pick her up. My legs and arms burn, begging, pleading for me to stop in a way they haven't done in years.
Since before I fought the Aristoteles and lived to tell the tale, being part of a group of saviors of humanity.
Since before I became an A-Ray.
For once, I feel human again. It's... a welcome feeling.
“...This is where we'll die, isn't it...”
“...Yes. Yes it is.”
I carefully prop her up. Her breathing is labored, her forehead sweaty. I do my best to smooth out her hair and wipe her brows, her left hand never leaving my right, squeezing me tiredly, but strongly.
Her feelings for me turned me into what I am. I could've never done this without her, this woman to whom I felt a connection that went beyond simple love, or desire, or even lust.
It's like... we were meant to be inseparable.
Every year we came to this city, she made sure we were taken care of. Real meals as opposed to the scraps we normally subsisted off of. Beds so comfortable it was impossible to not only fall asleep quickly, but to have one of the soundest, most restful sleeps we'd ever have. Rin and Luvia loved it just as much as I did... for those brief days, we could actually just relax, and tend to our wounds, and recover.
They will live on, even though we will not. But I am sure, Rin, and Luvia, and Shizuku will make sure that our memories will not be forgotten, our sacrifices not in vain.
In the end, we fought for humanity. That should matter more than us being A-Rays. _____u was made that way, but I wasn't. I was born human, and then my near-death, in a moment of desperation, caused her to make me akin to her – into the monster that she had wanted us to forget she was.
...But I never looked at her as a monster. Not once. The rest of the people inside Fuyuki-Tengai didn't know the truth, but that was a truth they could never understand.
The A-Rays became humanity's willing monsters, because in order for humanity to survive, someone had to be there to kill their humanity for humanity. To fight the horrors, they had to be an even greater horror. Objects of respect and fear, protection and hatred, safety and envy.
And we won, because the Aristoteles hadn't counted on one of humanity's very key aspects – that as a species, if we have even the slimmest chance of overcoming any obstacle, no matter how insurmountable or improbable it seems it can be, given enough time, we will find a way.
Humanity has proven that it does not need other deities looking out for it. Those that tried to destroy it, are now destroyed themselves. Those who realized humanity's power... have become its new stewards.
I can only hope that V/V is as wise as she seemed to be when she realized her brothers and sisters were slowly falling to the power of man.
But that concern is of neither ___a__'s or mine.
The worst thing you can do is threaten humanity with extinction. As long as even a handful of them are left, they will find a way to adapt, rebuild, and return, stronger than ever before. Humanity has faced countless near-deaths in all of its millions of years, but now, more than ever, we were in firm control of our destiny – both on this ball, as well as, perhaps, to the stars and beyond.
____r_ and I made sure of it.
I settle down beside her, and as she has countless times before, she – for the final time – rests her head on my shoulder. Looking up, she sees the long, winding forms, reaching upward towards the heavens; heavens that had been hostile to man, now returned from a blood red to a bright blue.
“...It's just like how you said it was.”
“...Yeah.”
It's still a hollow victory. Neither of us want to die, but we know we must. Humanity now is in control of its own destiny once more. Monsters like us are no longer needed for it to thrive.
“...It will look beautiful when it blooms.”
“...We will feed it so that it may.”
“...Do you think that there is something after this...?”
“I hope so... but if not, I think that I lived a life worth living, as hard as it was. I couldn't have asked for a better person to help me get through the dark times than you, H_____.”
“...That makes me happy to hear that.”
A small smile manages to form on her face, and she squeezed my hand tightly, as her eyes slowly began to shut. Allowing my last vision to be of her, after turning my head inward towards her body, I allow mine to close in kind.
And together, _i____ and I died, under the tree, so that it may have life anew.
“HURRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
A scream rips itself from my lungs. Moments later, I slam into the wall, knocking the wind out of me just in time for my face to kiss the floor.
Coughing to catch my breath, I try to look up at just what the hell hit me. It felt like frenching a Mack truck.
A naked Rin stands there, wincing, with her right arm covering her breasts, and her waist turned away from me. Despite her wincing, the look on her face is one of absolute, seething fury. Her crest is lit up like a green laser pointer in an absolutely dark room, and it throbs with ripples of arcane energy.
“WHAT. THE. HELL!!!”
“...Same... to you...” I cough after croaking out my words. I quickly look down so as to not provoke her into a further volley.
Rin, however, has other plans. A second volley is flung at me, and I feel myself slammed into the wall repeatedly, pulverizing my ribs and turning my internal organs into jello. I collapse once more onto the ground, coughing much harder, bright and frothy red blood coming up through my nose and mouth.
“...Spare... the Gandrs... please...”
“You... You RAPIST. Get the hell up, I'm not finished with you yet!”
My whole body screams with pain as it just hears her words. Getting up is not something I want to do, but eating a third set of Gandr shots is something I'd like to do even less, so I put all of my willpower into forcing myself to stand upright.
Somehow, I manage to do it. Even though it makes Rin cringe and slightly clutch at her stomach and ribs for a moment.
“...I want answers, and I want them RIGHT. NOW. How did you do it?! How did you steal my senses?! How are you linking us?! And you claim to not be a monster!”
...Linking? I haven't... even... activated that...
“...Don't know... slept... dreamed... of you and Gilgamesh... was a woman...” I cough further blood out.
A wave of fury erupts over Rin's face. Her arm glows bright as the sun as she, not caring about exposing herself for a moment, stances and then flings are arm to fire a volley of shots at me.
I close my eyes, clench my teeth, and prepare for the pain.
...But pain is not what I feel.
A wave that sends a shiver up my spine to my brain blasts through me. It feels like the icy hands of death itself are playing xylophone with my vertebrae and doing a sweep alongside it. I hear a few slight, popping noises, and then a hiss seems to coax itself from my mouth as my chest burns strongly, and then... feel nothing. Even the pain is somehow reduced. Even my breathing... is deeper, more natural, less raspy.
Confused, I open my eyes.
Rin has an absolutely horrified expression on her face. No, not just horror – utter and total defeat.
“...Curse... of restoration......?” She says it in an unusually frightened voice.
“......What the hell did you just do to me...?”
“...Y-You tell me, Monster!” She shoots once more.
I feel my body reflexively moving as if to prepare itself for the attack. As it gets within three feet of me, a large purple aura erupts from within my body, rising up to meet the magic bullet hurtling towards it. With a soft pop, it meets it, dissipating, and making the aura briefly glow the color of the shot.
And I barely feel like I'm in pain at all anymore.
“...You're consuming the curse...” It's clearly a voice of panic.
“Rin...”
“SH-SHUT UP!”
“Look, whatever it is, just stop shooting already! Or are you going to keep punishing me for something that I have no idea how it happened?!”
“Right, because you don't know of this power, you didn't borrow my senses, and you didn't rape me!”
“I didn't even know you were in here! How the hell could I rape you if I didn't know that?!”
“Right, and seeing both me and Silver wasn't enough to get you to want to stop, now was it!?”
“Rin, will you just SHUT UP for a second and let me try to explain it instead of firing at me?! Jesus Christ!”
I'll get all that I can from him.
Anger is clearly snarled on Rin's face.
“...Explain. Now.”
“Thank you!” I sigh to catch my breath a little, then speak. “Look. Len and I had a talk and she said it would be good if I could act as a sort of second set of eyes, to help you out. So she suggested I do some training. So I did, and got my ass handed to me by a slime, and being reborn hurt like hell, even worse than those Gandr shots. I crawled over to the bed, and I must've passed out. I don't even remember passing out!”
“Training? Slime? Explain. Did that training unlock some kind of hidden wraith power? That level of healing is anything but human.”
“...Hell if I know. All I know is I fought it, got my ass handed to me, and it really hurt, so I must've fallen asleep when I hit the bed. And I dreamed about you and a female Gilgamesh, which is absurd, because Gilgamesh is a male, not female. There's no way you'd let someone do those kinds of things to you, either. I woke up, I felt good, and it was Silver doing things to me. I asked her to stop, she wouldn't. If anything, she made sure I couldn't escape, so I just... gave up and gave in and came inside of her before passing back out again. I mean, what do you think, I can control her in my sleep, Rin?! If she wants to have me, she can pin me down and do exactly what she did, so maybe she wants me after all, have you ever thought of that?!”
“Ridiculous! That'd mean something I don't feel at all! And how did you know Gilgamesh was female? What did you see?!”
“...What do you mean she's female? Gilgamesh is a male! Babylonian hero, not heroine! Even Kotomine was saying he's a guy, right? It was just some silly dream, because even if Gilgamesh IS a woman, there's no way you'd let what happened happen, considering how much you're blasting me!”
“......Forgetting what you said in record time, aren't you? Wrong universe. Hero is also the neutral noun.”
“So then why would you get all submissive like that?! Look, it was a stupid erotic dream, okay? Probably brought on by what Silver was doing to me. I'm a guy, I'm going to dream these sorts of things if I try to keep myself from pretty much anything sexual! It's not like I can control my dreams, okay?!”
“I can't fight a Servant. Not that one anyway.” She'd sigh, looking both angry as well as irritated. “...And it wasn't a goddamn dream.”
“...What?” I can feel the blood starting to drain from my face. “...You mean... that...”
“......Your senses are linked to mine. That's why it hurts me when I shoot you. That's why you felt good. Don't pretend you didn't know. I HATE liars.”
......Then... all that stuff... and Gilgamesh... with Rin...
Despite myself, I can feel an erection stirring, hard.
Rin must be able to feel it too, because her hand glows as if she is forming a fireball, and with extreme annoyance, she throws it, full force, at me, overhand, like Nolan Ryan throwing a fastball.
I barely have time to square myself to it before it reaches me.
Around me, a massive conflagration erupts. It pushes in, hard, against me, and it gets close enough that I can feel searing, blistering heat actually lap at my skin.
But that's as far as it goes.
It's only a few seconds, but it seems like a small eternity. The fire dissipates, and the flames become part of my aura for a few moments, before dissipating themselves. My fingernails, singed by the blaze, return to their normal appearance nearly instantly, and the pain is absolutely abolished from my body.
“STOP IT!!!” I find myself yelling, both out of anger as well as fear. There's certainly no more erection.
“...Impossible...” comes a much more scared voice from across the room.
Looking at her, there's a clear look of fear in her eyes, and her skin has gotten pale. After a few moments, she sinks to her knees.
“...Fine. I am at your mercy then. Do what you want.” After a moment, she half-disgustedly adds “You already did it anyway.”
Seeing her form like this reminds me she's nude. I find myself looking away quickly.
“I'm not here to rape you, damn it! Will you stop acting like I have no respect for you at all?! Why do you think I'm trying hard not to look at you right now?!”
“I see. So since you've already had me, your interest is gone. I understand.”
“NO!!!” I force myself to look her in the face. I wince slightly when I realize that there is still what is very clearly dried-up semen on it.
“...What? Don't you recognize your own handiwork?”
“Enough! You're the one who was on top of me!”
“As if that's supposed to change the fact you put up the link and tricked me?”
“Tricked you HOW, Rin?! I was asleep! I woke up to Silver sucking me, I passed out after I came, I dreamed, I woke up again, I assumed it was her until you moaned Kotomine's name and realized it was you! What are you going to do, accuse me of sleep-raping you now?!”
“You looked like someone else. How did you...”
Rin stops mid-sentence. Thanks to the link, I know exactly what her brain just realized.
......Silver did it.
But even with this realization, she can't just believe that. Right after “Silver did it” comes “He planned it.”
“...You really think I commanded her to do lure her in here so I could rape you under the guise of me being Kotomine? Go ahead and check her yourself. You should be able to tell if I've messed with her, she's a part of you.”
“As if you couldn't have tainted her with fluid contact, then wiped the traces. That cat can do such a thing, and apparently, you're not much different from her.”
“...I see. So I'm willing to believe you when you tell me I'm wrong, but when I try to tell you you're wrong, it's 'Fuck you, you rapist monster liar.'”
...It hurts that she thinks that low of me.
“...I didn't trick you into sex...” It sounds notably faltering though.
“Yeah, well, I've never thought about raping you, or anyone. Frankly, if I did it, I'd want to kill myself. Maybe someday you'll realize I value women for what's up here—” I tap my forehead. “—and not for what's down there!”
This pisses me off. This being accused of being a filthy rapist who just wants to get into her pussy... it's seriously aggravating. I turn from her and look away; right now, the mere sight of her is making my blood boil.
“I didn't force a link so you couldn't hurt me without penalty.”
“I didn't even KNOW I could force a link with you in that bed!”
“Yet you did, and then you have the gall to pretend to be a victim? You won't even take responsibility!”
For once, the urge to want to lash out, to DO something rises up within me. But just as quickly, I fight it back down, because lashing out will get us nowhere. And if she can't control how she treats me... then I have to at least control how I treat her.
“...Fine then. If we've got a link, it's two-way. You go ahead, look in my head as much as you'd like – you've already done it once before WITHOUT my permission, after all – and see what you find. Go ahead. You have my permission this time.”
I stand and wait. I feel nothing. The reason, I can feel, is wariness, thinking that it's a trap of some kind.
“Then you can either take my word for it, or keep making me feel like shit. If that's what you want to do, then don't be surprised when I don't like you for it.”
Silence fills the room for awhile.
“......Then swear it.”
“...What?”
“Swear by what power you have, an oath that you did not do that on purpose.”
I feel tears starting to well in my eyes. She really thinks that I wanted to rape her...
......It hurts. It hurts so much that it's embarrassing that I can't keep myself from crying, but it's just so against my very being, and how I treat people, that I can't help it.
“...I swear that you can dissect me cell by cell if I ever do a thing like that on purpose.”
“...So mote it be,” she says. Pulling out another gem from thin air, she holds it aloft, then crushes it to consume it.
A glow envelops my body. After a few moments, it dissipates. Nothing happens.
Rin sees it, and deflates sharply. I don't even need to read the link to know what her face is saying.
He's telling the truth.
She can't bring herself to look at me. Turmoil is in her head once more. Now, faced with irrefutable proof that I hadn't acted in malicious intent towards her, only now is she forcing herself to confront the possibilities that I hadn't done this out of lust or control over her.
“...Then how did you...?” She doesn't finish her thought.
“...Well, at least you believe me now. It only took bargaining my life to do it.”
She winces slightly at the verbal jab. “Then you tell me just what I'm supposed to think when you demonstrate new powers, look through my eyes, and do whatever you want?”
“I know what it looks like, but you know more about this stuff than I do. How am I supposed to explain it? It'd be like telling you how to format a computer... in DOS. I don't know of these abilities, you're still teaching me things about them, and I'm doing my best to learn as I go along. If it comes to some kind of magical ability I have, assume I'm clueless about it, okay? I wasn't born into this stuff like you were, so I don't know a curse from my ass.”
“...It didn't seem like you had to try very hard to heal or negate, though. That is... advanced...” She momentarily loses herself in her thoughts, before getting herself back on track. “...Nevermind. You slept with me. Against my will. How are you going to make it up to me? Or should I just go speak with Kirei about this?”
...Really? Turning it to the sex again?
“...Look. If it'll make you feel that much better, just get over here, kick me in the balls, and be done with it. I didn't plan on it, I didn't realize it was happening until it was far too late, I thought it was Silver being Silver, and apparently, you thought you were having Kirei, so if you want to blame someone, go blame your unconscious half. Or do I need to bargain my life again for you to believe that too?”
“...No,” she says with a sigh. “But I think it's time you started being helpful and not just a pain in my ass. At least Gilgamesh can protect me. What can you do? Maybe... break into some other minds for me.”
“...I wish I knew fully. Like I said, I'm trying to train, and Len set that up so I could practice. I know some of them are better than others at certain things, but thanks to what's happened, damn if I can remember the details. But before that... as embarrassing as this is to say... it'd probably be best for both of us if we cleaned and dressed ourselves, wouldn't it...?” I can't help but sound awkward at the end.
“......Probably,” comes the equally awkward reply.
At this, Silver turns into a large bathtub, clearly intended for two people.
“...You can climb in before me, I won't look.”
“A bit late for that. You've already seen everything. But... thanks.” A small bit of embarrassment comes from her voice at the last part, but I hear her begin to step inside, and wait until she settles in fully under the water.
“...It's more about respect than what I haven't seen. I'm sure you'd do the same if it were me in your position.” I begin to walk towards the tub.
“Yes, well, just remember that I have no interest in you except for what you can do for me.”
“...Fine. It's better than nothing.”
With that, I step into the tub myself.
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