Overlord: Blue Citadel Alternate

The mood had all but been destroyed by not only Ninya's stomach, but also the sudden appearance of Momonga and Nabe. And yet here they were, seated on the bed, holding onto one another.

Ninya was resting her face in his c.h.e.s.t now, having slowly begun to loosen up, whilst Jack's chin rested on top of her head. She slowly shifted her h.i.p.s and unlocked her ankles. However the moment she went to move she winced at the burning pain.

"Did you know it's scientifically proven that women can handle a higher pain threshold then men?"

Looking up at Jack when he had randomly spouted out trivia at this moment, she raised a brow. Was he calling her strong? For some reason she couldn't help but smile up at him. Shifting forward to press herself against him, she bit her lower lip as she let out a small m.o.a.n.

The mix of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e and pain was a strange one. It was an equal trade compared to alchemy or magic. There was always a price with one thing or the other. Was this what s.e.x was? The combination of both?

L.i.c.k.i.n.g his lips slightly as she leaned into him, he was feeling great. Despite the faint smell of iron as his partner down below was being freshly stained. Her insides granted him warmth he would have to say he never felt before. Not in the game.

That was one thing that the virtual reality games never could give its players. Full environmental sensitivity. They always had to limit what they could do due to the effects on the persons playing, as well as the available storage for such memory.

Leaning up towards him as he shifted his head back, he grinned down at her as she pressed her lips against his chin. Working her way up with a few pecks before seizing his lips.

Now she was pressing her lips against his. Pushing his apart, hesitantly pushing her tongue forward. Calling his to meet half-way as she began to twist hers around his.

Jack's arms would now be wrapped around her lower back, his fingers locked together under her rear.

He'd suck on her lower lip briefly, letting it move back into place, before taking it up again.

She m.o.a.n.e.d into the kiss, and he even g.r.o.a.n.e.d in return. They were enjoying the feeling, though the mood still felt entirely off. They had already made it this far and it was clear at least one of them or even both wanted to salvage the situation.

Keeping one leg hooked around him, the other rested out on the bed lazily. Her arms were dr.a.p.ed over his shoulder. One hand pressing to the back of his head, while the other scratched at his back.

While they both shifted their h.i.p.s, she had full control of the depth. Her h.i.p.s twisted and turned, her back arched as her stomach shifted. She let out the combination of m.o.a.ns and whimpers into his mouth. The taste of the meat they had eaten just a little bit ago was still fresh, along with the acidic feeling of the tomato and added sauces.

Letting out a gasp of air as she leaned some ways back, breaking from the kiss, before bringing herself forward again and resting her chin on his shoulder. She was becoming more adjusted to the feeling of small stinging and burning pains. However as more lubricant built up, the more p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e she felt.

She let out a happy sigh as she banked in towards his ear, nuzzling her nose against the lobe before whispering, "Don't go see the Vampire tonight..." Though she was happy to be on him like this, as it was her choice, she didn't want him to leave her in the middle of the night after this. She wanted him to lay there and hold onto her for the rest of their stay in this room. Her brows had lowered, though she kept that smile on her lips, it was more of a sad smile. "Please."

Jack turned his head to face her. He could only imagine what she would have said if she had a snappy or more assertive personality. Yet here, with her cute shining blue eyes, she was begging him not to indulge in his own curiosity.

"I'll go in the morning," he whispered as he pecked her nose before nudging his cheek against hers. "But tonight I'm yours. Even if someone else decides to try and crash the mood."

Both of them looked over at the door after he said that. For a moment, the two of them were nice and silent. Listening to the sounds outside the room.

"I wish they would be a bit quieter..." Another person's voice could be heard, this time from a neighboring room. It was clear they hadn't really been trying to be quiet either.

Jack couldn't help but chuckle at the voices as they were all talking about what was going on in the room, or about something else completely irrelevant.

Ninya however was as red as a cherry and planting her face into his shoulder, steam seeping off her head like a freshly baked loaf of bread.

Jack resumed shifting his h.i.p.s and she almost naturally followed suit, moving her body with his. Slowly he'd begin to lean back until he finally just let himself lay flat on the bed. His hands resting losing on her rear as she laid on top of him with her knees on the bed by either one of his h.i.p.s.

Turning her head as she rested the side of her face against his collarbone, she took in a deep breath. It was harder to move this way, but she felt that he was now doing more work than her.

Sweat was already covering her legs, along with the blood and natural bodily lubricants. It smelled provocative and sweet. Their combined movements cultivated pressure between their legs, but this time they hid their intoxicating sounds in their kisses once more. Sharing their ecstasy with one another, assuring their feelings and securities that they were both enjoying it.

Slowly rising and lowering her body, Ninya sat up on top of him, riding him. Her hands grasped at his sides, using his boxers as a way to keep herself secured upon him.

Several minutes in, she lay wasted covered in sweat on top of him with a small smile curved over the corners of her lips as she panted, feeling a hot thick fluid deep inside of her.

"You… Can't just… Leave me after this… okay...?" Ninya rasped between her pantings, rubbing the side of her face against his c.h.e.s.t as she curled her fingers a bit, running her nails along his skin.

Her mouth opened at the strange feeling of energy touching every inch of her insides. It sent shivers throughout her body causing her to gasp and press her c.h.e.s.t against his torso.

He could feel her n.i.p.p.l.es prodding against him like tiny the small spearhead on top of a pair of marshmallows.

"Jack~" Ninya whimpered as she moved her body up him, his shaft popping out of her as she rolled off of him before clinging to his arm and holding herself close to him.

Grinning over at her, he grabbed hold of the comforter with the free hand and pulled the blanket over the two of their heads. Wrapping his arms around her, he closed his eyes partially, gazing at her in the dark. "Next time, lets not do it where other people will charge in on us…"

Groaning slightly at this proposal, she couldn't really think of a place that would necessarily pass as a private place. Where ever she went, her friends were…

Her face began to turn red thinking of how they might tease her because of her current affair with him. She licked her lips slightly though, as another thought passed through her mind. He would be joining her on her adventures. She'd be able to write about him, learn from him. Her eyes looked up towards this sorcerer who's skin turned invisible when magic was used to effect him.

Though the very idea that he could absorb people freaked her out, he was a nice person. At least to her that is how he appeared. He even wanted her and promised that he'd stay.

"You didn't do this… With me just because I remind--"

"No," he whispered quietly when she was trying to ask why he wanted to do with her. "That'd be a very strange reason." He'd continue to keep his voice down as he moved on top of her, tucking his hands under her shoulder blades and his arms under her back.

Ninya stared at those purple enigmatic orbs which appeared to be floating in the darkness beneath the blanket. "I have to admit… You do scare me, but you don't..."

"Oh? Why is that..?"

Her fingers trickled up his face, dragging along his skin until her hands covered his eyes. She could see the glowing smoke seeping out from between her fingers. It felt like pure magic.

"Because… I can feel… You're not evil."

"But I'm very capable of being just as cruel."

"Cruel and Unusual, maybe..." Ninya tilted her head as she heard him say he was capable of being as cruel as someone who was evil. He wasn't wrong. Even though she was somewhat out of it when she had been tortured by Lady Clementine, she could recall he had the woman pinned to the wall. Yet he didn't kill her off right away. He was going to let her bleed to death, to let her suffer the pain she was inflicting on others such as herself. "But you don't do it without heart, do you?"

Jack simply stared through her hands, he could see the outline of her face through her hands.

"No Lysithea, I don't."

Hearing her true name escape his lips, Ninya just stared through him. She hadn't even told her friends her true name. Yet here this man was, the one who saved her life and even taken her firsts… Saying her name which she had never told him.

"My name is Jack Cipher, as I told you before." He leaned down and pecked her neck, his nose brushing against her jaw as he kept his face close to hers. "I use a spell to learn people."

"Learn… People?"

"Like I know your name. I know the kinds of things that are in your pouch. I know your hobbies, I know your sister's name is Tuareninya and she was taken by a noble." He pressed his face against the side of her cheek, before nipping her jaw with just the use the muscles in his lips. "The Swords of Darkness… It's an admirable creation."

Ninya's mouth remained parted slightly. So he could learn everything he wanted about a person with a single glance after using the spell? "Can… Can I learn this spell? If you saw my informa..."

"Yes, your talent." He nipped her lower lip playfully as he remained on top of her, unable to be budged. "It'd be useful in learning quicker than usual," he rested his forehead against hers. "I have a quicker way of teaching, though it may be painful and will likely cause stress on the mind."

Of course he was speaking of imprinting the magic he knew onto her by using a spell that allows him to share knowledge with others freely. He could share knowledge three times a day with some sacrifices of EXP from those he uses it on.

"Even though you'll be learning at an even more accelerated rate. You have to keep training your mind, otherwise it's likely it won't be able to handle extended use."

Ninya nodded to what he was saying. She wasn't quite sure what he was talking about though. She knew of mind manipulation spells, but not one that necessarily transplanted viable spells and skills.

"Tomorrow night, we'll do some," Jack spoke quietly in a muted tone before sliding an arm out from under her and summoning a handkerchief from his item box and dabbing her between the legs. Gently grooming her with some aftercare.