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The Soul Engine Ch. 34 (Original Fantasy)
🕑 Added 2023-10-12 22:00:03 +0000 UTCA/N: Pure smutty goodness. Definitely no feelings here, right?
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Bula might have taken the initiative, but that doesn’t mean she gets to take him. Under normal circumstances, there would be no way for an average human being to conceivably defend against a lunging half-orc. But Mikael was no average human being. More than that… he had magic now. His eyes flare with energy and teal bands of power peel off of his palms, reaching out and catching Bula mid-leap.
The half-orc’s own blue eyes go wide in surprise as she’s suddenly held aloft, unable to do anything but squirm. After a moment, she growls at him, glaring daggers in his direction. Or maybe, given who it was, ‘glaring hand axes’ would be more appropriate.
“Tch! Take me like a man, Mikael!”
Rolling his own eyes, Mikael smiles.
“I will, Bula. You don’t have to worry about that. But if you get us kicked out of the first tavern we’ve stayed at in weeks, I’m not sure Avina or Thayla will ever forgive you. I’m not sure even I will forgive you.”
Bula flushes at that, giving away the fact that she definitely wasn’t thinking about property damage before she launched herself across the room at him. Nor does she look like she’s particularly concerned about it even now after he’s brought it to her attention. Mikael raises an eyebrow at the beautiful fiery-haired half-orc.
“Well? Can you promise me the room will stay intact if I let you go?”
Bula’s silence is telling. Finally, she just huffs, blowing a lock of red hair out from her face as her sharp ears twitch and her cute little tusks shift. Grinning, Mikael bobs his head in acknowledgment of her ‘honesty’. After all, in this case silent was honest.
“Then there you have it.”
With more of his magic, Mikael is able to strip the half-orc warrior out of her armor without ever truly letting her go. She remains hovering in the air where she can’t find the leverage to make a mess of things. As he does so, she glares at him… before cracking a grin and growling once more.
“I like that look in your eyes. It’s a good look. But you know what I’d like even more?”
“My dick inside of you?”
“Your- tch!”
When he preempts her, her grin drops and she pouts mightily at him. Mikael just laughs and frees the aforementioned member from its confines. Bula looks at it and licks her lips, squirming a bit more though to no avail. Of course… she’s not the only woman in the room. As Mikael strokes his rapidly growing erection, he looks to Avina and Thayla curiously.
Avina has chosen to take a seat at the small room’s only table, and when he makes eye contact with her, his Soul Mechanic just waves her hand dismissively.
“I’m fine. Go on, get it out of your system.”
She sounds more amused than anything else, so Mikael chooses to take her words at face value. Meanwhile, Thayla is bright red… and doesn’t seem capable of deciding whether to look at Bula in her trussed up state, or Mikael and his exposed phallus. It takes only a moment for him to realize why she might be… enjoying Bula’s current situation.
“Thayla. Is there something you want to ask of me?”
Blinking, the female knight goes still at being called out. She swallows thickly… before shaking her head.
“I-It would not be proper…”
Funnily enough, before Mikael can say it, Avina says it for him.
“Oh don’t be ridiculous, Thayla! Nothing about this is proper, you silly woman!”
She’s right, of course. Their relationship, having graduated from something between the three of them to now something between all four of them… it’s not ‘proper’ by most people’s standards. Even in this world, most people don’t pursue romantic relationships like whatever this is. But Mikael doesn’t care. He’d rather be improper and happy than proper and unhappy any day of the week. And besides, life is shit enough as it is without denying yourself joy and pleasure where you can find it.
… At least part of that thinking comes from the dead men still floating around in his head. But in this case, Mikael is in full agreement with them. Better to enjoy himself so long as no one else was getting hurt, especially when they all had no idea what the next day might bring.
“I… y-you’re right… Sir Mikael… please…”
Even with Avina’s encouragement, Thayla seems almost too embarrassed to say it out loud. In the end, Mikael takes mercy on the poor white-haired knight. Reaching out with his magic and binding her in the thick bands of teal the same as he’s done to Bula is child’s play. Stripping her out of her armor is a little more challenging since there’s a lot more of it than Bula has, but he still manages to do it all the same.
Thayla squirms in his magical grasp the same as the half-orc, but the difference is that Thayla is very clearly enjoying being bound and tied up, while Bula is just putting up with it in order to get what she wants from him… a good, hard pounding.
Of course, in the interest of not getting kicked out of the tavern because of noise complaints instead of property damage… Mikael also goes ahead and forms up a pair of gags for the two women. Thayla accepts hers willingly… almost eagerly. Bula though pulls her head back first and gives him a snort when he raises an eyebrow at her.
“I better need this by the time you’re done with me, you hear me? If I’m not howling into this damn gag, you’re going to regret it.”
Heh, he believes her. Mikael nods, and Bula accepts the gag. At which point… well, there’s nothing else to do, is there. Bound and gagged, Mikael flips both women over onto their fronts and lays them down on one of the room’s two beds. Their asses lifted into the air by his magic, their glistening sexes on display, Mikael strides forward, cock in hand.
He starts with Bula. She wanted it the most after all, and she wanted him to dominate her again, just like back in the tower. That was something Mikael was willing to do. After all, while he’d certainly gotten a lot of his latent anger and frustration over Bula’s part in his situation out on her that day, there was plenty more where that came from.
It helped that Bula liked it though.
“MMMPH! GRRRRRGH~”
Arching her back as he fucks into her from behind, the half-orc is soon howling through her gag, her ears flat to her skull and her body shuddering beneath his own. There’s really only one thing that Bula seems to respect and that’s strength. Fortunately for them, strength is something Mikael has in abundance these days.
Ever since the Grand Melee, ever since killing Zadicus Quinn, Mikael has a new baseline that’s probably pretty damn close to that of a half-orc like Bula. He hasn’t had to consume a single soul in order to survive since they fled Alether. That’s not to say he hasn’t consumed any though. Traveling in the wilderness, fleeing through forests and hills alike… well, the wilds of Zuveria were not completely tamed. Wolves were the least of their worries, though in turn, their little group of heavy hitters were hands down the most dangerous thing to grace any location they found themselves in.
Still, Mikael had consumed the souls of quite a few beasties that they’d then cooked and eaten over the past few weeks. And honestly? Those souls felt like drops in the bucket that was his new power. So yes, he fucks Bula as hard and fast as she likes it. He fucks her with deep, powerful thrusts, enjoying the way she tightens and creams herself upon his shaft.
Until finally, he finishes her off and pulls out. As Bula is left breathing heavily through her nose and laying there in a puddle of her own sweat, Mikael moves over… and inserts himself into Thayla instead. The Knight of the Rose has been not-so-patiently waiting for her turn. Her inner walls immediately clamp down on his cock, but her absurdly slick insides make it impossible for her to hold him in one place.
A muffled keening noise makes its way out from Thayla’s gagged lips as he fucks her at a much more sedate pace. Still face down. Still ass up. But he’s not trying to harm her and if he’d gone as hard with her as he’d gone with Bula, he might very well have injured the female knight. Instead, he relaxes as he fucks Thayla next. Though knowing what she likes, he still gives her some rough pinches on her hips and ass, gripping down tightly and holding her in place as he thrusts in and out of her.
Thayla’s insides squeeze down hard on his member as her juices gush down along his length. Mikael enjoys himself… just as much as he knows Thayla is enjoying herself. Of course, Thayla isn’t like Bula. She doesn’t submit purely because he’s the strongest person in the room. No, she submits out of duty… and guilt.
Even now, Mikael knows that Thayla’s own actions eat away at her. She’d carved out his heart with her blade, and while she definitely hadn’t intended to kill an innocent, it didn’t change the fact that Zadicus had tricked her. She felt she owed Mikael her life… and maybe she did. But she didn’t owe him her body.
He wouldn’t be having sex with her if he thought Thayla was only offering herself up to him out of some sort of guilt though. No, he’d refuse her advances if he didn’t think there was a large part of her who clearly wanted it. Who needed this. Thayla Dawnguard… was a pervert deep down inside. A pervert who hid her darkness behind a fine set of golden armor and her oaths and honor, but a pervert all the same.
That was okay though. This was a safe space. She was allowed to be herself here without judgment and without censure. At least from him anyways. A glance over at Avina shows that the former Princess has moved from the table to the room’s second bed, discarding her dress as she went. Laid back, her pale freckled body exposed to his gaze, Avina makes eye contact with him even as she touches herself. Her dark grey eyes are lidded as she watches him dominate Thayla right there in front of her. Her fingers match the tempo with which his cock is pistoning in and out of the beautiful white-haired knight.
At some point, he tuckers poor Thayla out. She does her best, but she’s not built to go all night long. Not like he is. And not like Bula is either. By the time Thayla has passed out upon his cock, Bula is no longer insensate and is instead forcing Mikael to split his focus between keeping her from jumping him with his magic and continuing to fuck Thayla.
Pulling out of the Knight of the Rose, he returns to Bula a moment later, pinning her down with his actual hands this time. One in her hair, the other on the small of her back, he jackhammers in and out of the growling, moaning half-orc’s cunt even harder and faster than before. He doesn’t hold back a bit this time, until finally Bula passes out the same as Thayla did. Only way either woman was going to get some sleep, it seemed. He had to fuck them silly to get them to rest.
But then to be fair, the last three weeks had been tough. They’d been hard. And the four of them had all earned a moment’s respite. With that in mind, when Mikael pulls out of Bula for the final time… he doesn’t immediately drop down to go to sleep between the two women. After all, they’re not his only lovers, now are they?
Turning to the other bed, Mikael smiles as Avina rises to meet him halfway. The naked young woman takes him by the hand and leads him over to the much cleaner of the two beds, at least at this point. She has him lay down where she’d just been laid out, and then she climbs atop him, before slowly impaling herself upon his cock.
“… I’m sorry I lied to you, Mikael. About who I was. About my past.”
Mikael hums at that, even as he takes hold of Avina by the hips. But not to take control… rather, he rubs soothing circles into her flesh as she slowly rides him, gyrating her hips around on his cock.
“Technically you didn’t. Everything you told me WAS the truth. I just never asked for more information. And when I did, you still didn’t lie to me… you simply told me to wait a little longer. Though admittedly, I doubt you intended for it all to come out quite so soon after our talk.”
Avina huffs in amusement at that, her pale breasts heaving up and down as she rises and falls upon his shaft.
“You’re not wrong. Still… you should be mad at me. For the lie of omission if nothing else.”
In the end, Mikael shrugs.
“We’re all entitled to our secrets. There’s an argument to be made that you should have told me before it came back to bite us all in the ass, sure… but I don’t know if anyone could have seen ‘undead army of summoned heroes’ coming. Even if it feels painfully obvious in hindsight.”
That gets a grimace and a nod from Avina.
“Indeed. I can’t believe I never questioned what Zadicus was doing with the bodies of the others he summoned. I knew he didn’t let them burn with the normal criminals but I always thought that was because he needed to extract the memories afterwards…”
Looking down at him, Avina’s eyes are suddenly serious and rather intense. She leans forward and cups Mikael’s cheek with one hand while caressing his Soul Engine with the other.
“You may forgive me, but I do not forgive myself. I-!”
Mikael groans and brings a hand to his forehead, causing Avina to fall quiet as he rubs his brow with his fingers.
“If you’re about to say you’re in my debt, Avina… just save it. I’m already two for three and I’m not looking to perform the hat trick.”
He glances down at where they’re joined together and smiles a wry smile.
“At least… not that hat trick, anyways.”
Avina giggles, even if his words probably seem nonsensical to her. Then, she grows solemn again.
“… Still…”
“Nope. Won’t hear of it. You brought me back from the dead, Avina. Maybe I can’t go home. Maybe you withheld critical information. But setting those things aside… you’re the only reason I’m here right now. The only reason I got revenge on Zadicus Quinn in the first place. As far as I’m concerned, I’m in your debt.”
“What?! Of course not! You-!”
Mikael silences her with a kiss at that, pulling her down so that their lips press together as Avina continues to ride him. When they pull apart again a few seconds later, he gives her a smile.
“I guess we’re even then, Princess.”
She blushes bright red at his teasing tone, smacking him in the shoulder.
“Don’t call me that.”
Mikael grins.
“I’m serious! Don’t you dare start calling me that!”
Mikael just grins wider.
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A/N: Avina getting cute at the end. Turns out she's just as fun to mess with as Thayla...
Tomorrow, our party gets back on track and on their way to the Citadel. There's finally no weekend cliffhanger this time!
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Comments
Kaijucifer
Bula cute moments that I live for! Also, nice to know her pussy is creamy.
Cambrian
Glad you enjoyed it =)
RanmaChaos
Thanks for another great chapter!
