Hotel Chaldea Ep. Arcueid 2

"I'm not saying that I'm backing down, but I do have to question the wisdom of doing this," you warned the blonde, who was running her hands along the silken sheets with satin lining that were on the heart shaped bed used by none other than the most powerful final boss type Kouhai, BB.

The replica of the Burj Khalifa was the very height of luxury and excess, and more importantly, it was the property of BB Dubai, who wasn't present in her own home due to being needed elsewhere. After all, she was essentially playing shepherd to a newly rebuilt world which, for reasons that were beyond mortal men, needed a lot of help to not get deleted.

A pruned timeline or something, it was very complicated to explain, and you didn't need to care about it because it was a solved issue.

Mostly. According to the gynoid that served as an enforcer and assistant to yourself, a combination of efforts between BB and YorHa, the organization that had built her, was working to repopulate humanity in that moon, while terraforming it to make it habitable.

Which was also why Arcueid had been invited, being both a VIP from the Moon, and the chosen existence of the planet.

And as for you?

"There is no wisdom to be found here, there is only... horny."

She was definitely spending way too much time with the other versions of herself. "So no offense, but, you're not usually the sort to request these sorts of things. I know, I checked just in case," you explained.

Ritsuka was pretty forthcoming with the information about the Moon Princess' usage of the Hotel Chaldea services. Her short blond hair swung a little as she turned around, raising one of her black-stocking clad legs and stretching it, showing you the pure white panties she wore under her short dress' skirts as she did.

She tested the fluffiness of the mattress, and you looked aroudn. The golden surroundings were something you'd expect out of Nero, rather than BB, gold, black and purple were the aesthetic choices, and lavish excess to the point of tackiness, the design.

"You're right," she admitted. "But I do remember the time we spent together, however brief it was," she admitted, putting a hand over her chest and closing her eyes, her lips curling into a slight smile. "It was a good time," she said. "It was one of the few times I got to lord something over the more established versions of myself across dimensions!"

She spoke of it like it was nothing, because to her it was, but Chaldea needed many years to do what came naturally to her, and they spent tons of energy and materials for what she seemed to take for granted.

"Nevertheless, they've progressed further," she hummed thoughtfully, "they've told me of their many trysts and encounters! They've even brought videos, and worse still, they're trying to make me fall in love with the same man as they fell for!" she protested.

"And... that's a bad thing? I mean if they're alternate versions of you..."

"Of course it's a bad thing!" she huffed, clenching a hand. "I don't want to get in the middle of him and his sister, you know," she said, "they look really cute together and it'd be a shame, even if he is... vigorous and extraordinarily lethal!"

It was hard to describe the sensations brought in by her words, it was... It was Chaldea, after all. People there were weird. Servants especially. Servants could be downright crazy, and Arcueid was a strange one among Servants, being effectively three people shoved into the same body, who didn't always agree on what to do.

"Also I think I heard something really strange there, you said something about-"

"Don't worry about it, they have different surnames I think, I'm sure that makes it okay," she said, smiling and nodding to herself, "I'm sure my other selves wouldn't support anything that was immoral, illegal or otherwise not allowed by the laws that humans have created to curb their endless perversion! It's certainly no payment processor's business what they get up to in their private time!"

Something told you, they had absolutely no problem with any of those things, but it was better not to say. Whatever floated their boat, as long as you didn't have to deal with it, nor with the inevitable problems it created.

She cleared her throat, and turned back to face you. "We should get started, we only have so long."

"BB won't be back for a week," you pointed out.

"Yes, and I plan on using it," she responded, pointing at you with a gloved finger. "Since I don't want to break up that relationship, I'm going to have to ask you to satisfy this body's craving for intense sex!"

"And you're... in agreement?" you asked, gesturing sort of vaguely with your hand, because after all, she was speaking for others as well, or maybe they were all speaking together? Ritsuka was the only one who could tell at a glance.

"Well, past me is already annoyed that we're taking this long, and future me, well, she's being shy but she forgets we can see what she's fantasizing about," she said, her cheeks turning pink. "Oh wow. If I hadn't ever met that guy I'd be REALLY kinky huh!"

"I'm not even gonna ask about that and just... proceed... but why here?" you asked, gesturing with your hands around the room. "Why in BB's room? And how did we get here?"

"I own all of this," she said, "nowhere on the Moon is off limits to me!" she added, "and also I can't forgive her for what she's done!"

"Is it defacing the moon?" you asked.

"No, I couldn't care less about that," she corrected you, clenching a hand into a fist and hitting her open palm with it. "Let's stop dawdling and get to it!"

Rolling your eyes, you relaxed and let your clothes retreat into the runic spells that served as a quick way to get dressed and undressed, Celtic Battle Gear, courtesy of Master Scathach, at the ready. So wearing only body paint, you approached the Moon Princess, who leaned against the cushions on the edge of the bed while licking her lips, eyes focused on your crotch.

You kneewalked on the bed all the way to her and met her for a kiss, something you hadn't been able to do the last time you were together with her because of the transformation that had turned you into a creature closer to her equal.

This time, she wasn't in for rough fucking, she, instead, wanted it to be dirty, sloppy and messy. Her objective was to ruin the room, so you decided to get started on that, knowing that undoubtedly you'd be splashed by the fallout, even as your tongue went past her lips and you tasted her mouth.

She kissed you back, a little awkwardly at first, and let you move her along, using an arm to support her back while the other went under her skirt and pressed the heel of your palm against the surface of her tights, pressing into her crotch and rubbing against her cunt through the two layers of fabric. She wasn't wet yet, but she was already heating up.

Breaking the kiss, you saw her look at you, embarrassment dawning on her face as you added your fingers to start teasing her cunt through her clothes.

"H-Hey, that's- uh oh," she moaned, "that's not supposed to feel that good..!" she moaned, as she shuddered under your touch. "I didn't think it felt good to do it gentle..!"

You chuckled. "Gentle or rough, it's all about technique, and I've got... a lot of experience handling things!"

She laughed. "I suppose!" she agreed, moaning lewdly as your fingers worked her over, the tips of your fingers applying a little pressure, then using your ring and middle finger to press against her pussy lips, her arousal causing them to become a little more prominent, her cameltoe becoming more noticeable against the fabric of her panties and tights.

"But you know what's even better than being gentle?" you asked her. "Knowing when to... be rough!"

Grabbing a bunch of the fabric of her tights and clenching your fist, you ripped them off, and left a big hole in them, opening up her crotch to inspection. With a swift movement, you raised her, then put her back down onto the mattress, an almost perfect piledriver that left her legs dangling as she giggled, neck, shoulders and the back of her head pressing down against the fluffy mattress.

Two fingers hooked onto her panties and pulled them out of the way, and she gasped as you came down and stuck your tongue past her lips, the lower ones this time. She was already starting to get wet but you could certainly speed up the process, not just adding your own fluids but causing her to positively gush hers, licking her all over and lapping up her pussy juice.

She giggled and moaned. "Ooh!! You're being intense!" she giggled and cried out in pleasure as you redoubled your efforts.

After all, if she could still talk intelligibly, you weren't eating her out hard enough!

She giggled and moaned and couldn't form more words to speak, only speaking in garbled words and nonsensical babbling. The honey from her pot was actually a little stronger than you expected, it left quite the taste behind, hard to compare to anyone else's considering what she was.

You let her fall on your lap, and let her thighs rest on yours while her exposed cunt slid along your erection, painting your schlong with her natural lubrication, pressing against her lips and splitting them as you began rubbing your shaft along her entrance, her pink insides coated fully in a combination of pussy juice and saliva.

She giggled.

"Ahh, you know, you might be more similar to that guy than you think!" she called, throwing a hand over her eyes and then raising it to block the light coming down from the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling by golden chains, a smirk forming on her face. "Maybe they weren't so wrong and-"

You lined yourself up and sheathed your entire cock into her, right in that moment, giving her no time to say anything and dragging a scream out of her as you pushed her into the bed, immediately going hard and fucking her thoroughly.

"Don't talk about another guy while you're with me," you growled at her.

She giggled. "What, are you jealous?!" she called out, laughing, "heh, being desired like this...! Isn't bad at all!! I think I get it now!!"

You growled and pushed her back down, then got in position, grabbing her by the hip with one hand and by the shoulder with the other, as you sped up and fucked her with rapid speed piston movements that were dragging rhythmic cries of pleasure and moans from her, in time with your own breathing and heartrate.

She wasn't responding as well as you'd hoped, but then, you knew she liked'em big, she liked'em rough, and she liked them with just that hint of inhumanity... to go above and beyond what was possible, you decided to let loose just enough that she could definitely feel it, especially as your cock morphed and grew past the limitations of a human.

"This is something none of them could ever experience you know!" you spoke, leaning down to whisper into her ear as your movement slowed down to give her time to become acclimatized to the surging size of your member, and then pushed hard and deep so she could also feel your swelling balls resting against her crotch and thighs.

"Nanhgh, yeeeah, that's... that's right..!" she laughed. "No human..! Has one like...! ThAaaAAT!!"

You pulled back and scratched all her sensitive spots, leaving her pussy overstimulated, she was a bit looser than most in a sense, she was very flexible and that meant she was very good at taking big ones, but that meant nothing in the face of a cock that broke even those wide limits, and filled her to the brim, stretching her pussy taut and smooth.

A weaker, lesser woman would've been in intense pain from the growing cock inside her, but she took it like a princess.

It was enough to bring you to the edge, and especially knowing you didn't have to hold back, as the objective was for you to cum as much and as often as possible... so you decided to get in gear, and pushed to the finish line, jackhammering her into the bed until you could cross that line and kick yourself over the edge by provoking her own orgasm.

She screamed loud enough to cover your own voice as you announced with a cry your orgasm, exploding a tidal wave of semen worthy of a fertility god, well in excess of her body's capacity, spilling all over the place, and being the first, among many, of the 'gifts' that would be left for BB when she returned to her dwelling.

White cream covered the sheets, and most of Arcueid's crotch, as well as some of your own body.

"Eheheh... my legs don't woooork," Arcueid moaned, "I think this is how humans feel when they get drunk... 's not baaad," she moaned. "Can you, ugh, put me over, agh that smarts, over that, that dresser over there..."

There was an about waist height dresser, in rich black wood and golden fastenings and trimmings, under a massive mirror.

"Let's get that all dirty too!"

Now, Arcueid would spend most of your time together unable to walk due to repeated fucking, even her high speed regeneration couldn't keep up fast enough to make her mobile, but hey.

It was really fun, so you hardly cared about carrying her around.

And even better... by the time BB returned and the fight started, you'd be all the way back home, playing with your kids, while Ritsuka dealt with the problem. It was good to be alive, even if you knew you'd have to spend hours on your knees between Ritsuka's legs making it up to her later.