Monthly Short - Soul Calibur: Deadly Alliance

Author's Note:  So I got the itch and decided to do a Soul Calibur story with some of my favorite characters/waifus from the game. Unlike my usual babble, this has some actual notes.

To clear up any confusion as to timelines or versions, this is set circa Soul Calibur IV, and the designs and such are from that. Tira's still a teenager, Nightmare's still in the armor, etc. In any possible future installments, it will likely continue to remain in that time/continuity.

This brings me to the second note -- this story actually has a plot, with more planned. While this stands on its own as a one-shot, future SC stories will continue from here and include more characters from there. Some ideas are to have Tira force Sophitia to fuck Cassandra, having Ivy and Taki 69 titfuck each other, and having Ivy fuck Amy. So there's a lot of stuff that could happen, plus, again, an actual plot. So if you wanna see more of that, keep your eye open for the polls and keep this in mind. :)

Anyway, ONWARD.

[futa/futa] [anal] [rough sex] [small dick] [powerbottom] [self facial] [titfucking] [crazy girl] [ambiguous D/s elements] [teen]

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‭‭Finding the Soul Edge was often as challenging as it was unglamorous.‭ ‬Long rides by horse,‭ ‬cart,‭ ‬or ship around and across Europe and its surrounding territories took such a long time that,‭ ‬once the evil blade’s seeker arrived at their destination,‭ it‬ had already moved.‭ ‬Likewise,‭ ‬word of its last seen location could take so much time to travel as to render it utterly without use.

It was on such a questing ship that Isabella Valentine‭ ‬--‭ ‬known better as the alchemist and warrior Ivy‭ ‬--‭ ‬scribbled in her log,‭ ‬the yellowing pages illuminated by lamplight.‭ ‬She had paid for the luxury of one of the vessel’s solitary cabins,‭ ‬an enclosed room with a bed,‭ ‬desk,‭ ‬chair,‭ ‬a luggage,‭ ‬and a single window at the port side.‭ ‬No light‭ now ‬came through the water-streaked glass as rain poured down from outside,‭ ‬thundering along the roof and across the deck of the ship beyond.‭ ‬That pounding rain was the only sound aside from the steady,‭ ‬rhythmic scratching of Ivy’s quill against the timeworn‭ ‬pages of her journal.

Pausing,‭ ‬she dipped the quill back into its inkwell,‭ ‬inhaling deeply through her nostrils.‭ ‬It’d be another week before the ship hit land,‭ ‬aiming this time for the coast of Spain.‭ ‬She could only hope she found some sort of further lead there.‭ ‬Something that would get her closer to the cursed sword.‭ ‬Destroy it,‭ ‬once and for all.‭ ‬End its legacy,‭ ‬and its grip on her.

Ivy’s eyes glazed over as she stared out the window into the dark maelstrom of the stormy seas beyond,‭ ‬her pupils contracting when a flash of lightning illuminated the night skies and flooded her room,‭ ‬just for a moment,‭ ‬with the shrieking white glow of the storm.‭ ‬The rain pounded harder,‭ ‬winds seeming to pick up.‭ ‬Perhaps the ship wouldn’t survive the journey,‭ ‬if it continued like this.‭ ‬Ivy herself,‭ ‬of course,‭ ‬would‭ ‬--‭ ‬she’d been through worse‭ ‬--‭ ‬but it would certainly delay this leg of her journey.‭ ‬She’d have to start over once she made her way to whatever landmass was nearest.

Another rumbling thundercrack and searing streak of lightning,‭ ‬this time framing a silhouette in the window:‭ ‬a woman’s body,‭ ‬slender and pigtailed,‭ ‬herself surrounded by and intertwined with a thick hoop of metal.‭ ‬The lightning faded and Ivy was left with just the darkness and the orange glow of her oil lamp,‭ ‬but she was already standing and at attention,‭ ‬reaching for her snake-sword and clasping her fingers around it tightly.‭ ‬The figure was familiar,‭ ‬if only vaguely,‭ ‬but--

‭“‬Hiya‭!” ‬a shrill,‭ ‬manic voice rang out from behind her,‭ ‬causing the brit to whirl around with blade extended,‭ ‬her posture shifting into a stance better befitting battle‭ ‬--‭ ‬if indeed this was some kind of assassin.‭ ‬Assassins,‭ ‬however,‭ ‬didn’t tend to greet their victims so...‭ ‬warmly.

Ivy furrowed her brow,‭ ‬taken slightly off guard as she found herself faced with a young woman,‭ ‬much shorter and slighter than Ivy herself‭ ‬--‭ ‬though this,‭ ‬admittedly,‭ ‬was true of most people.‭ ‬Dark hair in uneven pigtails and a colorful outfit that looked like it belonged more in a circus than on a field of war gave the girl a disarming appearance,‭ ‬but the enormous ring that she wore draped around her shoulder now showed itself to be a razor-sharp,‭ ‬if unusual,‭ ‬instrument of death.

‭“‬Who are you,‭ ‬girl‭?” ‬Ivy inquired defensively,‭ ‬keeping her short broadsword in front of her.‭ ‬She already knew the answer,‭ ‬if her assumptions were correct,‭ ‬but she wanted to hear the girl say it.‭ ‬This was the assassin of Nightmare,‭ ‬the raven girl.‭ ‬A loyal servant of the Soul Edge.‭ ‬Tira.

‭“‬Just a frieeend,‭” ‬the girl sang back,‭ ‬a wide grin on her face,‭ ‬violet eyes glimmering with instability.‭ “‬If you want one,‭ ‬that is.‭ ‬I’m Tira‭!”

“I know your name,‭ ‬assassin,‭” ‬Ivy retorted.‭ ‬Strange,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬that the girl had yet to brandish her weapon or otherwise act aggressively.‭ “‬You’re a servant of the cursed sword.‭”

“Nope‭! ‬Wrong‭!” ‬Tira’s grin widened,‭ ‬ducking her head under the top of her bladed hoop and leaning through it,‭ ‬bending over at the waist.‭ “‬I‭ ‬was a servant of the cursed sword‭! ‬And if Nightmare wasn’t a great big meany-meany,‭ ‬maybe I still would be.‭ ‬But he had his chance.‭”

Pursing her lips,‭ ‬Ivy began to very slowly lower her sword,‭ ‬her brow rising up higher.‭ “‬...And why are you here‭?”

“Because you’re gonna destroy the sword,‭ ‬you big silly‭!” ‬Tira cheered,‭ ‬shuffling from foot to foot.‭ ‬Her voice dropped several octaves then,‭ ‬though,‭ ‬replacing its candy-sweetness with a rough,‭ ‬seething edge.‭ “‬...And I swear I’ll be there when it shatters,‭” ‬she growled.

Moving carefully,‭ ‬Ivy sheathed her sword and set it atop the desk,‭ ‬shuffling the freshly-inked papers of her log into the drawer beneath it before resuming her seat.‭ “‬And you think I can help you with that‭?”

“Of course not‭~” ‬the happy voice was back as quickly as it had disappeared,‭ ‬and Tira tumbled through her ring blade to hop onto the desk,‭ ‬laying across it and leaning comically down onto her elbow,‭ ‬chin resting in one wickedly-gauntleted hand.‭ “‬I think I can help you‭! ‬Both of us working together will be able to tear through the sword’s guardians like toy soldiers‭!”

“And how,‭” ‬the tainted noblewoman inquired,‭ ‬leaning back in her chair and offering too-good of a view at her outstanding chest,‭ ‬her full breasts barely covered at all besides a narrow crescent of violet fabric concealing her nipples and binding the two milk-white globes against each other.‭ “‬Would you be able to help me‭? ‬I haven’t even been able to‭ ‬find the sword yet.‭”

Tira’s wide smile came back,‭ ‬and she shifted to all fours,‭ ‬still atop the desk and facing Ivy,‭ ‬reaching out to playfully tap one clawed fingertip to the other woman’s nose.‭ “‬Boop.‭ ‬Because I know where the sword is.‭ ‬And if you take me with you,‭ ‬I’ll take you right to it.‭”

“Tempting,‭” ‬Ivy narrowed her eyes,‭ ‬backing her head up as the girl seemed to draw closer and closer.‭ ‬Staring for too long into Tira’s eyes was like gazing into the mouth of a shark,‭ ‬pits of inevitability,‭ ‬empty of mercy.‭ ‬But if Ivy could turn that darkness against the blade she used to serve,‭ ‬Tira could be the greatest ally she’d ever had.‭ ‬A woman scorned,‭ ‬and all that.‭ “‬And how can you guarantee I’ll be able to...‭ ‬tolerate you‭?”

“Oh,‭ ‬I can take care of that,‭” ‬Tira cooed,‭ ‬licking her lips and lunging in farther,‭ ‬Ivy unable to back up any more.‭ “‬I’m good at that‭~” ‬the cheerful sing-song of her voice became more intense now,‭ ‬almost predatory,‭ ‬and she closed the distance between the two of them,‭ ‬her deep ruby lips pressing hard into Ivy’s darker,‭ ‬burgundy ones in a long,‭ ‬pressing kiss,‭ ‬with Tira only continuing to crawl forward as the brit tried to struggle free.

‭“‬Mmph--‭ ‬what are you--‭!” ‬Ivy tried to protest,‭ ‬but it was barely a moment more before the strange jester-like assassin had crawled off of the desk completely and into Ivy’s lap,‭ ‬kissing her eagerly and invasively,‭ ‬nibbling at the noblewoman’s lips before invading the wet warmth of her mouth with her hot,‭ ‬slithering tongue,‭ ‬squealing with delight into the forceful embrace.‭ ‬An uncertain attempt to push the younger girl off of her lap resulted in Ivy’s hands cupping and pressing into the psychopath’s breasts,‭ ‬drawing a yelp of excitement from Tira.

‭“‬See,‭ ‬I told you we’d get along‭ ‬just fine,‭” ‬she insisted,‭ ‬breaking the kiss for just a moment and lifting up her hands,‭ ‬still covered in those large,‭ ‬frighteningly clawed gauntlets.‭ “‬Glovies on or off‭?”

“I--‭ ‬what--‭ ‬off‭! ‬On--‭ ‬neither‭! ‬We’re not--‭” ‬Ivy was silenced by another aggressive kiss,‭ ‬the sound of those gauntlets tumbling to the ground at least providing some reassurance.

‭“‬Don’t tell me you’re gonna be a little bitch about this,‭” ‬Tira purred,‭ ‬nibbling hard at the noblewoman’s lip.‭ “‬You wanted to know how we’d get along,‭ ‬and I’m gonna show you‭!” ‬Another bite,‭ ‬this one harder,‭ ‬and the young maniac dragged her bare hands up along Ivy’s stomach,‭ ‬up under the band of purple cloth that held in those magnificently large,‭ ‬firm breasts,‭ ‬cupping both and pulling in for another breathtakingly hard,‭ ‬urgent kiss.‭ ‬The assassin’s backside squirmed and rubbed insistently along Ivy’s lap,‭ ‬stirring to life something that was likely...‭ ‬a little bigger than what Tira expected.

A low croon of resistant excitement rumbled out from the white-haired woman’s throat as the younger girl pawed and squeezed lovingly at those massive orbs of silky,‭ ‬milk-white flesh,‭ ‬the battle-panties of her outfit beginning to swell with what was inside,‭ ‬forming a large,‭ ‬missile-shaped bulge that Tira quickly noticed.‭ “‬Oh hey,‭ ‬what’s this‭?!” ‬she squealed,‭ ‬seemingly fully in her more childish persona.‭ “‬A present just for me‭?”

Ivy inhaled deeply through her nose,‭ ‬her breathing picking up.‭ ‬It didn’t seem like there was any getting out of this,‭ ‬short of combat,‭ ‬and...‭ ‬honestly,‭ ‬having crazy sex with a psychotic teenager would likely be more rewarding‭ (‬both to her mission and her mood‭) ‬than killing‭ ‬--‭ ‬or worse,‭ ‬being killed by‭ ‬--‭ ‬her.‭ “‬As long as you let me have it back,‭ ‬anyway,‭” ‬Ivy murmured back,‭ ‬biting back a moan as Tira’s finger and thumb found one of her big,‭ ‬stiffened nipples,‭ ‬squeezing it firmly and giving it a torturous little tug.

‭“‬Awww,‭ ‬does that mean you’re not gonna wanna share all the time‭? ‬I’ll promise to share‭ ‬my toys...‭” ‬cooing in her sing-song voice,‭ ‬the pigtailed girl finally drawing back a little from her focused groping and kissing to tear into her own clothing,‭ ‬ripping away swaths of the red fabric that‭ (‬mostly‭) ‬covered her body.‭ ‬The crazed self-stripping was completed in a matter of seconds,‭ ‬letting Ivy take in the expanse of creamy skin nearly as pale as her own,‭ ‬marred with thin,‭ ‬transparently-white scars in long,‭ ‬curving strands...‭ ‬likely inflicted by her own reckless use of that bizarre circular blade.‭ ‬Firm breasts were as youthful and smooth as the rest of the girl’s slender figure,‭ ‬big enough to cup a hand around but laughably small in comparison to those of the brit she was currently mounted on,‭ ‬both pink nipples pierced with small steel barbells.

Ivy let out her breath,‭ ‬trailing her hands gently down the teen’s skin,‭ ‬brushing along one nipple and drawing a shivered yelp from Tira.‭ ‬Lower,‭ ‬then,‭ ‬down Tira’s flat stomach,‭ ‬to her hairless nethers and the steel-hard girldick the assassin was sporting‭ ‬--‭ ‬pointing straight up and at attention despite not having been touched,‭ ‬and barely even acknowledged.‭ ‬While it may have been of average size for a teenage boy,‭ ‬that pale,‭ ‬throbbing member was once again pointedly discordant with the white beast lurking only a few inches beneath it,‭ ‬trapped beneath Tira’s perky rear.‭ “‬That’s the‭ ‘‬toy‭’ ‬you were going to share‭?” ‬Ivy grinned widely.‭ “‬I think mine’s better.‭”

“No,‭ ‬silly‭! ‬What I wanted to share is down here,‭” ‬grinning wide around one playfully bitten lip,‭ ‬Tira adjusted her position,‭ ‬setting one foot up on the desk and tucking her other knee at Ivy’s side,‭ ‬her breathing picking up as she lifted herself a little,‭ ‬showing off a little more of her pale pink asshole,‭ ‬sucking one finger before forcing it inside of her,‭ ‬then another,‭ ‬pumping both in slowly to exercise the clinging back entrance.‭ “‬Pull‭ ‬your toy out of the box and we can play together,‭ ‬okay‭?”

Ivy inhaled again,‭ ‬holding her breath.‭ ‬To say she wasn’t aroused would be an observable lie,‭ ‬and as dangerous as Tira was,‭ ‬denying that she was cute‭ ‬--‭ ‬even sexy‭ ‬--‭ ‬would likewise be dishonest.‭ ‬Maybe giving the girl what she wanted would be the best way to earn the killer teen’s trust,‭ ‬ensure a more effective alliance.‭ ‬Maybe she could even...‭ ‬reward,‭ ‬the assassin...‭ ‬if she did well.‭ “‬Very well,‭” ‬Isabella surrendered,‭ ‬trailing her fingers back up along the girl’s nipples,‭ ‬teasing the metal bars within.‭ ‬With her other hand,‭ ‬she unfastened the straps at the bottom of her outfit,‭ ‬freeing her panties to be pulled down and letting her thick slab of girlmeat bounce free,‭ ‬big and hard,‭ ‬at least double Tira’s in length if not more.‭ “‬And if you play nice,‭ ‬I have another pair of...‭ ‘‬toys,‭’ ‬I’ll let you play with.‭”

“Heeheehee...‭ ‬you promise‭? ‬I’ll‭ ‬try not to break it...‭” ‬Tira giggled,‭ ‬drawing back a little and licking her lips,‭ ‬pushing up against Ivy’s huge girlcock and rubbing her smaller one back and forth along it,‭ ‬teasing,‭ ‬just enough to feel sparks of heat and pleasure as the two pulsing rods rubbed and bumped into one another.‭ ‬As she lifted her slender hips up though,‭ ‬gradually settling the thick tip of Ivy’s ghostly girldick against her own back entrance and beginning to lower her weight onto it,‭ ‬her voice dropped again,‭ ‬taking on that dark rasp as her eyes met Ivy’s.‭ “‬But I like it rough.‭”

“As long as you don’t--‭ ‬khyahh‭!‬” Ivy gasped out as the girl pushed her entire weight down,‭ ‬that tight back entrance forced around the crown of the noblewoman’s massive cock and gripping tightly around it,‭ ‬but only for a moment.‭ ‬Tira let out a bizarre cross between a wail of pleasure and crow-like shriek as she pushed her body down lower,‭ ‬driving inch after inch of Ivy’s massive shaft up her tight,‭ ‬warm asshole,‭ ‬not giving herself an instant to rest until the entirety of the thing had been swallowed up by the murderous jester’s greedy back hole.

‭“‬Aaauuughhhhyeah,‭ ‬there we go,‭” ‬Tira growled,‭ ‬letting out a low,‭ ‬ragged breath as she shifted one foot to plant against the cabin wall,‭ ‬both slim legs spread wide apart now as she positioned herself in Ivy’s lap.‭ “‬You like that‭?”

“You’re mad,‭” ‬Ivy groaned between a bit lower lip.

‭“‬And‭?” ‬A low,‭ ‬raspy chuckle as Tira pulled up slowly,‭ ‬about halfway off of Ivy’s shaft before slamming back down,‭ ‬her own smaller dick bouncing from the sheer kinetic force of her impact into the brit’s lap.‭ ‬Drawing back up,‭ ‬she slammed down again,‭ ‬tightening her snug hole around its throbbing invader.‭ “‬I asked you a question.‭”

Why did the mean personality have to come out as soon as sex started‭? ‬Ivy exhaled through her nose,‭ ‬spreading her legs a little to create more of a comfortable‭ “‬nest‭” ‬for Tira’s butt to collide with.‭ “‬Passable,‭ ‬I suppose.‭ ‬But I thought you said you liked it rough,‭” ‬Ivy teased,‭ ‬allowing herself a small smile at the competitive flare lighting‭ ‬in Tira’s eyes.

‭“‬And I thought you said you didn’t want your toy broken,‭” ‬Tira countered,‭ ‬clenching her snug hole around Ivy’s member and offering a challenging grin.‭ ‬Letting out a slow breath,‭ ‬she sat back,‭ ‬giving Ivy perfect view of her slim form,‭ ‬the way her perky breasts and slender,‭ ‬stubby girlcock bounced and bobbed with each eager thrust of her hips downward,‭ ‬hissing with pleasure each time she indulgently took the entirety of Ivy’s fat dick into her ass.‭ “‬Nnnn...‭ ‬s-so big...‭ ‬going so deep....‭”

“You’re surprisingly tight for how‭ ‬--‭ ‬sssst‭ ‬--‭ ‬forcefully you took me into you,‭” ‬Ivy cooed back,‭ ‬scooting back a bit in her seat to more comfortably hold Tira,‭ ‬the dark-haired girl bouncing faster and faster in her lap now,‭ ‬barely giving her any time to warm up.‭ ‬Still,‭ ‬the pleasure she was getting from the weird little clown’s ass dragging hungrily up and down her shaft was significant enough that warming up wasn’t much of a problem at all.‭ ‬Draping one hand along the assassin’s lower back,‭ ‬Ivy’s other hand reached up for that cute breast again,‭ ‬squeezing it,‭ ‬feeling that warm,‭ ‬tender flesh spill out around her outstretched fingers.

‭“‬I...‭ ‬want what I want...‭ ‬and...‭ ‬you...‭” ‬Tira growled,‭ ‬chewing the inside of her cheek as she went faster and faster,‭ ‬her breath getting heavier as she taxed herself,‭ ‬hips rocking up and down frantically and causing little spasms and tremors to shake through her.

A raspy groan spiked into a moan as she rammed her tight ass down onto the other woman’s huge creamy cock,‭ ‬finally reaching a crescendo.‭ ‬Her wail now a high-pitched squeal and the‭ “‬other‭” ‬Tira seemingly making a return,‭ ‬the teen killer threw her head back and one arm across her forehead out of a reflexive need to stretch out and cool off,‭ ‬slamming her light weight down on Ivy’s rod again and again,‭ ‬faster and faster.‭ “‬AaaAAAAaahhH fuck‭!‬ Oh yeah you crazy bitch,‭ ‬fuck me‭! Fuckmefuckmefuckme‭!” ‬she screamed out,‭ ‬her cries drowned out by the pounding rain and crackling lightning outside of the cabin.‭ ‬In the midst of those stormy seas,‭ ‬the two warrior women were truly alone in that moment.‭ “‬Harder,‭ ‬harder,‭ ‬harder‭! ‬Come on‭ ‬fuck me‭!‬”

Ivy had initially assumed that the breakneck pace Tira was riding her with‭ ‬--‭ ‬sending that cute cock spinning in wild,‭ ‬stiff circles‭ ‬--‭ ‬would be sufficient to satisfy the servant of the Soul Edge,‭ ‬but she had apparently been wrong.‭ ‬Squeezing her fingertips harder around one pierced nipple,‭ ‬Ivy drew in a breath and propped one leg up beside her,‭ ‬growling in excitement as she rammed her hips upward out of rhythm with Tira’s own frenetic bouncing.‭ ‬The lewd squelching of her dick up the jester’s ass was a beautiful percussion to the crazy girl’s falsetto shrieks of aggressively-submissive ecstasy,‭ ‬and Ivy found her eyes turning downward to watch that little cock bob,‭ ‬then admiring the thick column of her own shaft as it repeatedly vanished into Tira’s greedy anus.

‭“‬Aahh-h-h-hAAAAHHH‭!!‬” Tira’s siren shriek was almost deafening as the girl came,‭ ‬her hard dick tensing,‭ ‬flexing,‭ ‬then unloading a few long spurts of spunk across Ivy’s neck and chest,‭ ‬trickling between the noble’s huge tits in a creamy rivulet that would come in handy later.‭ ‬Still mounted on Ivy’s cock,‭ ‬the younger girl took a series of deep,‭ ‬rapid breaths,‭ ‬eyes fluttering for a moment.‭ “‬OooOoOooh...‭ ‬I forgot how fun that could be...‭ ‬do you think yo--‭ ‬eek‭!”

Tira wasn’t given a chance to finish her thought before she was lifted up by the woman beneath her,‭ ‬grappled and pushed to the hardwood deck floor beneath,‭ ‬balanced on her shoulders with her mismatched pigtails splaying out behind her.‭ “‬I’m not done with you yet,‭” ‬Ivy crooned,‭ ‬straddling the younger girl’s lifted backside and cramming her cock back into that twitching entrance,‭ ‬now lustfully ramming downward in a piledriver position while Tira’s legs dangled out to either side.

Staccato squeals continued to ring out from the teen assassin as she was pinned against the floor and jackhammered by the massive white specter of Ivy’s cock,‭ ‬the brit now having taken control of the situation.‭ ‬With her lust awoken and unsatisfied,‭ ‬she rammed downward at a rough,‭ ‬rapid pace,‭ ‬nearly at the speed Tira had been piloting earlier but with longer strokes,‭ ‬her cock threatening to escape the tight hole it was buried into just before it ploughed back inside with a whap of skin against skin.‭ ‬Ivy’s pendulous tits bounced and wobbled with the impact and the movement,‭ ‬drawing Tira’s violet-eyed gaze and nearly hypnotizing the fragile-minded teen as she had her asshole punished.‭ “‬Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-AH-AH--‭!”

“Be...‭ ‬hnnn...‭ ‬q-quiet...‭” ‬Ivy panted,‭ ‬biting her bottom lip as she pressed her entire body downward,‭ ‬hips smashing into Tira’s rear each time she rutted her thick marble python into the jester’s ass.‭ ‬That little dick bounced to a new rhythm now,‭ ‬strands of cum from the assassin’s recent climax drooling down from it to lattice Tira’s face and chest,‭ ‬her own milky spunk dripping into her mouth with the brutal force she was being fucked with.

‭“‬S-see‭? ‬I...‭ ‬t-told ya...‭ ‬hnnAIIH...‭ ‬that we’d g-get along fine...‭” ‬Tira panted,‭ ‬her eyes threatening to roll back into her head now as she was rocked with so much more pleasure in her delicate,‭ ‬post-climactic state,‭ ‬her entire body shuddering and jittering with ecstasy every time she felt that rod sink back up her tight butt,‭ ‬pounding relentlessly against her prostate.‭ “‬Aah-HAAEHHHAAAFUCK‭!‬”

That wail was eclipsed by one of Ivy’s own,‭ ‬deeper and huskier,‭ ‬but a roar of release that had been some time in coming.‭ ‬Slamming herself in as deep as she could into Tira’s upturned anus,‭ ‬the noblewoman’s smooth,‭ ‬full balls began to lift,‭ ‬then tightened up as that huge girlcock unloaded its hot spunk in gushing bolts,‭ ‬quickly filling what excess space remained in Tira’s asshole and overflowing it,‭ ‬splurting out in thick ropes that splattered down across the pinned teen’s slender form,‭ ‬frosting her like a cake in the creamy goop.

‭“‬...That’s better...‭” ‬Ivy sighed,‭ ‬blinking her eyes a few times before standing,‭ ‬slowly dragging her dick out of the hole it had been embedded within.‭ ‬A long bridge of sticky spunk connected the tip of her rod to Tira’s gaped back hole for a moment before drooling back into the opened entrance,‭ ‬drawing a whimper of contentment from the assassin.‭ “‬Maybe we‭ ‬will get along,‭ ‬then,‭ ‬clown.‭ ‬Especially if you help me find the cursed sword.‭”

“O-of course,‭ ‬mistress,‭” ‬Tira cooed happily,‭ ‬her legs toppling to the floor when she ceased to be held up.‭ ‬Panting for a moment,‭ ‬she crawled up onto her knees,‭ ‬biting her lip playfully.‭ “‬But didn’t you say you had other toys to play with if I was a good girl‭?”

“Mistress‭? ‬That’s new...‭” ‬then again,‭ ‬it wasn’t much of a surprise.‭ ‬Tira,‭ ‬from what Ivy had heard,‭ ‬was defined by her almost-crippling loyalty.‭ ‬If Tira had already‭ ‘‬imprinted‭’ ‬in such a way,‭ ‬this alliance may be more fruitful than she’d thought.‭ “‬You aren’t done after that‭?”

“A growing girl needs attention,‭” ‬Tira purred,‭ ‬standing on wobbly legs to cling her naked form to Ivy,‭ ‬lifting onto her tip-toes to steal a nibbling kiss at the other woman’s lips.‭ “‬What are the toys‭?”

Ivy smirked.‭ ‬As sensitive as Tira still had to be after that,‭ ‬this likely wouldn’t last long.‭ ‬No harm in sweetening the deal now that their...‭ ‬working relationship had undergone some changes.‭ “‬Sit down.‭”

Dropping back down,‭ ‬Tira quickly scooted to the cabin’s chair,‭ ‬sitting down and spreading her legs slightly,‭ ‬showing off her impressively gaping creampie‭ ‬and underdeveloped girldick,‭ ‬still throbbing gently with excitement.‭ “‬Like this,‭ ‬mistress‭?”

“Just like that,‭” ‬Ivy licked her lips,‭ ‬going to her knees in front of her new‭ ‘‬playmate‭’ ‬and settling her huge chest into the teenager’s lap,‭ ‬letting that slim dick slide up between her breasts,‭ ‬still slick and creamy with the cum Tira had left there earlier.‭ ‬With her outfit holding them together,‭ ‬cleavage took no effort to provide,‭ ‬and Ivy set her hands at the sides of her mouth-watering orbs and squeezed them together firmly around the warm,‭ ‬pulsing thing between them.‭ “‬Do you like these toys,‭ ‬Tira‭?”

“...Y-yes...‭!” ‬the pigtailed girl squeaked,‭ ‬grinding her teeth together.‭ ‬Her voice took on a strange rasp,‭ ‬as if both personalities were vying for possession of Tira’s mind to properly appreciate the feeling of those full,‭ ‬pale globes squeezing and rubbing along either side of her dick‭ ‬--‭ ‬which disappeared entirely in the embrace of Ivy’s breasts.‭ ‬Even when the white-haired woman began to squish them slowly up and down,‭ ‬squeezing along Tira’s rod like she was trying to force toothpaste from a nearly-empty tube,‭ ‬the tip of it was unable to peek out through the cleavage.‭ “‬Nnnnnn...‭ ‬o-oh fuck...‭ ‬yyyyeesssss...‭!”

“You want to fuck them‭?” ‬Ivy grinned,‭ ‬keeping them held together tightly but ceasing her rubbing and teasing,‭ ‬licking her lips as she looked up to the scarred teen’s arching,‭ ‬squirming body‭ ‬--‭ ‬which almost immediately began to struggle and thrust upward when the direct stimulation stopped.‭ ‬Ivy could feel that small shaft sliding and pumping up between her boobs again and again,‭ ‬thrusting at a frantic pace.‭ ‬It was only a few seconds before another wild,‭ ‬high-pitched shriek escaped Tira’s open mouth,‭ ‬and Ivy felt a splurt.‭ ‬More cum burbled up between her cleavage before drooling back down between those huge tits,‭ ‬and Tira flopped back in the chair,‭ ‬exhausted.‭ “‬Huh...‭ ‬that was even quicker than I expected.‭”

The fiery pink of a blush could be seen staining Tira’s cheeks as she gasped for air,‭ ‬twitching and gyrating from her second climax.‭ ‬The little thing was so sensitive,‭ ‬it seemed.‭ ‬Should be...‭ ‬fun.‭ ‬And it wasn’t like Ivy didn’t have a lot of time to pass before the ship made port.‭ “‬Hahh...‭ ‬haah....‭”

“Don’t worry,‭ ‬you’ll have another chance to play with them,‭” ‬Isabella grinned,‭ ‬pulling back up to softly kiss the other girl’s lips.‭ “‬We have quite some time to get to know each other.‭”