No Event ☫☫☫ There's Probably an Event for This ☫☫☫ Aphro to the moon!

[strongestcoward]

It was quite the typical day in the hotel corridors. Red everywhere, tasteless pictures, people coming and going and getting caught up in one thing or another. But, in this particular corridor, it seemed the traveller was alone for once, no one around. Until

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I tried to resist. I lost. orz;

[piercingshadow]

Shit.

She knew there was a ton of aphrodisiacs in the air, hell the air was practically thick with it. And then she was trapped by this... These... Guys? She didn't even know what they were, but something about them was just so weird that there was no way they were normal people. And with what they were saying...

"I'm not interested. Find someone else to be your toy," She growled out, glancing from one to the other but surely noticing that they were getting closer. He... They had to be moving when she wasn't looking...

[[OoC: Uh... Hope OCs are okay? ^^; Non-con is perfectly fine and honestly I've never had doubling-up on a muse before, so this seems interesting! But, she's not just going to let him have his way. Adela's a little on the short side and fairly flat, so her gender might not be a dead give-away right away (save for possibly her voice and long hair). She is armed with a sword, but knowing Asura it's not going to help. :D Let's have some fun?]]

I tend to do that to people.

[strongestcoward]

"It's not up to you," the one she was looking at said calmly, but it was one that was behind her that completed the sentence. It had moved faster than before, now little more than a hair's breadth away. If there wasn't that height difference, he would be speaking into her ear. "Everyone is my toy."

Whilst Adela wasn't exactly what he would call a beauty, his observant nature had picked up that she was female and that was enough. Even with his cold demeanour, he was burning up with desire and he needed to fix it. Now. If she wanted to struggle, that was fine. It'd just make him enjoy the domination more.

[[OoC: Got it-fun shall be had.]]

[piercingshadow]

"I'm not. And you're too damn close!" She hissed, using her left hand to draw her sword and aimed to strike at the one behind her, hoping to at least cause him to back away. The more space she had, the better chance she'd have to escape. It was weird to use her left hand but... Her shoulder still bothered her too much for her to use her right. She could at least use it well enough to stave this bastard off, right?

[strongestcoward]

The target of her attack didn't move at all. In fact, he allowed the sword to enter his body with greater ease than she was expecting. It wasn't exactly a wound though. It was more like a rippling hole filled with shadow which sealed up around the sword and held the blade in place. Smirking down at her, it seemed she had found the duplicate.

But that wasn't a particularly useful discovery, especially since the cost of making it was that the other could simply slide up behind her, a skinny hand slipping around her throat in a steely grip. It wasn't tight, but it was unshakeable. Illogically strong scarves wrapped around her ankles and wrists like tendrils. "Just relax. Be a good girl and you won't get hurt."

[piercingshadow]

No blood? But that shouldn't have been... She didn't even have time to finish her thought, having tensed when that hand went around her neck and she felt long, thin scarves wrapping around her wrists and ankles. Fuck, that was stinging, there were still burns from... The girl flushed at the memory and, despite her best attempts to shake it off, she couldn't stop her body from reacting to being held or to the air around them. Despite her intense loathing of the situation, her body was becoming aroused.

"L-Like hell... Let me go!" Stubbornly Adela started to struggle in a mad attempt to force Asura to release her, even if part of her knew that what was coming was inevitable.

[strongestcoward]

The Asura in front of her, the duplicate with the sword solidly stuck in its body wrapped its pale hand around the weapon and pulled it out of himself, before doing something she likely didn't expect. He ate it. Tilting his head back, he lowered the sword into his mouth blade first, sliding the entire thing down his throat. There was plenty of room inside of what was essentially an Asura shaped illusion with a physical twist, that had no need for organs, storing it safely for later-he knew people got attached to their weapons, and it could be a good way to get her to do what he said. Of course, the real Asura could have done the same and rather than just being locked away, he would have digested it so there was that to be thankful for

[piercingshadow]

Unfortunately, the clone swallowing her sword only seemed to have a reverse of the desired effect; she watched in near-horror as her weapon was swallowed by the Asura in front of her, and only when he started to molest her did she snap out of it. Instead she started to struggle much more wildly than before, blushing darkly at both their hands and the tongue while she started to protest, "You'll give it back NOW! Give it back you bastards!!"

Despite it, the hand on her breast was sending little surges of pleasure through her, and in her struggling she was pushing into the hand on her ass. She'd never admit that this was making her hot, but it was getting increasingly more difficult to ignore.

[strongestcoward]

"No," the real one replied with a smirk, as the hand around her throat moved down to tease the opposite breast that his copy was touching, just as vigorously. With the scarves that were so strong holding her in place but allowing her to wriggle for his amusement, the other hand could mirror his duplicate as well, four separate hands, each exploring from a different angle.
"You'll get it back when I'm satisfied."

They weren't waiting for her to consent though. The copy let go of her ass to start stripping her from the waist down, with a casual and cruel air to it. Like it was just the way things were meant to do.

[piercingshadow]

"A-ahn... Stop it!" Adela gritted her teeth, her blushing becoming worse as he continued to molest and started to undress her. Along with her skin, what would be revealed were various scars all over her body. Nicks, cuts, all thin slices that could have been easily made from a blade. But, on each side just above her hips, there were much larger scars that were mimicked on her front and back, as if she had been impaled in those two places.

What Asura would see later, once her upper body was undressed, is a third set of scars identical to those first two, right over her heart.

But, at the moment, what might have been more interesting was the fact that her panties were already quite damp from Asura's current actions, or that her struggling had considerably weakened with the quivering of her aroused body, "I... I said stop, damn it...!"

[strongestcoward]

"Say what you like," the one behind purred, nipping at her earlobe with his wide and flat teeth. At least, they had been flat moments ago and were again a moment after. Just for a short while though, they seemed to be fangs.

The other completed the sentence as he lowered himself down, his inhumanly large tongue running over her navel with a wet dampness. "Your body is more honest then you are."

Both chuckled for a second as the one behind her changed his grip, arms moving under her arms lifting up to hold her face with his cold and skinny fingers, keeping her upper body in place for the one in front to suddenly whip those panties down. "Pervert~" they said in unison.

[piercingshadow]

"I'm... I'm not... Let go!" Her breath hitched and she barely stifled a whimper when the real Asura started nipping at her ear, and when the fake started licking up her stomach. God damn it, why couldn't she free herself!? She was being bound by scarves, so this was just ridiculous! She continued to pull and squirm, although her body's shaking and how her skin tingled with the longing to be touched was horribly distracting.

She tried to kick him. Sadly, the attempt was in vain as the scarf kept her leg from rising enough.

[strongestcoward]

"Ke-ke-ke..." The real Asura rubbed his cheek on her own, shifting his hands down a little, changing the angle to casually stroke her collar bones with his fingertips. "You're not very pretty..." He trailed off, the unkind thought being carried over to the other, whose fingers gripped her thighs and pulled them apart with inhuman strength. "But you sure are cute!"

And with that, the one who had lowered himself between her legs turned that huge tongue of his to a more direct use. It was bizarrely large and wetter than most, big enough to slide all the way across her entire sex from top to bottom in one stroke, just to hear her response.

[piercingshadow]

Whatever protest she had been about to make died when Asura started licking her, and instead she had to bite her lip to try and stifle any noise she wanted to make. It made her body quiver, it was strange but... No, no buts, it was just weird it was just weird it was just weird... Stubbornly Adela continued to try and resist the twin Asura, even if her will to do so was deteriorating fast.

[strongestcoward]

"Mm...You're ready," the one who had tasted Adela informed her, standing up and casually opening his trousers with a smug smirk. He was clearly already hard, that much easy to see, but he if there was any doubt it would be gone in an instant as he stepped closer, not penetrating her but running his length slickly between her legs, touching her and spreading the dampness over himself.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" The one behind asked, sinking his teeth into her earlobe again, once more shifting his grip to keep her arms up but allowing him to rub her nipples with his fingertips.

[piercingshadow]

She winced when the real one started nipping at her ear again, opening her eyes to glare at the clone. Her breath continued to hitch as she was played with and her body continued to give her pleasure as a result, but the girl's stubborn attitude won and she spat in the clone's face, growling low at him, "Go to hell..."

[strongestcoward]

The clone's huge tongue slipped out and ran over it's own face, picking up the spit casually. "Ke-ke-ke... I'll take you there."
Reaching around to grab her ass, he held her hips still using that grip, squeezing tightly as well. With the slickness he had gathered from her, it was simple for him to plunge into her with a sudden and intense thrust. He wasn't going to give her a second to recover, changing the grip from her rear to her thighs, lifting her up and pulling her deeper onto him. The real Asura's grip changed too, instead of simple rubbing instead pinching harshly.