Re: To Find a Way Home (Mamono Assault Force)
It was so relieving to hear Samarta's word of approval. Whether or not he could infer from her that such was the case anyway, granted what they've both been through, it was still good to hear her say it regardless. Bakan smiled when she called him a dummy, and gave her an expression that expressed sincere thanks. He was so happy to hear those words that Bakan forgot where he was for a moment. All he thought of was Samarta, Inka, and how happy he was to be in their good graces. He would find a way to show them he was happy to have them around, that much Bakan was determined to do. A way to repay their kindness and the fact that he still hadn't repaid them for saving his life. Bakan searched his mind for ideas to make a plan to repay them, though little came up. However, he did get the mental imagery of both of them wearing fine dresses that really bring out their beauty and their ladylike qualities. Yes, those would do fine.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when Samarta's tail wrapped around his leg, and thusly surprised him. He left an opening that Samarta spotted as his leg was made captive, before his lips were taken by the red alraune. Her counterattack was so swift and passionate that it combined with Samarta's surprise to leave Bakan dumbfounded and dancing to the tune that made Inka's tongue swirl into his mouth. A bit of Bakan would notice how easily swayed he was by women when in such a state. Even the cute and quiet Inka could maintain a degree of control over him by taking the offensive. Rather than respond with a back and forth struggle for who was in control, Bakan encouraged her. He gently put his hands on her back in a light embrace, simply holding her and leaning forward so that she could feel more in control of how the embrace of body and lips would proceed. The portion of Bakan that was aware of what he was doing was glad that he felt this strange arousal after licking the syrup, as he would no doubt be thinking of a number of things that would make him hesitate or feel guilty. He'd feel guilty over being so loose sexually in the morning.
Then came the attack from Samarta while Inka took advantage of the extra control Bakan allowed. Bakan cursed the both of them as well as his aloof behavior the moment it happened. He had forgotten that the snake and plant were partners long before he saw them! As a result, they had no problems working together it seemed. It left him feeling overwhelmed by the charms of the two girls, and he was no man of weak willpower. He had managed to handle that savage Orgrosh and her wild sex appeal without becoming her bitch, and such was quite a feat; however, now he was one against two, and Bakan would easily say that Samarta was just as deadly if not more dangerous than Orgrosh in bed. Inka herself wasn't an overwhelming presence, but she wasn't nonexistent, and as such could easily topple him over while Samarta held Bakan pinned with her talent. Such quickly became the case as Samarta licked and teased his length after undoing his pants. Bakan moaned into Inka's mouth as if struggling with his pleasure. It was indeed a struggle, as he didn't want to be shamed by collapsing so early. But then his length was brought between Inka's legs, who moaned with voiceless lust and began moving her hips. Bakan's mind and body was rocked with the urge to plunge his length into her womanhood and let her drink in his seed while he pumped it into her womb. Flashbacks of the alraune who raped him prior disturbed him, but Inka was not one of them. She was good, better than them. It was then that he wanted nothing more than to have Inka replace all of those bad memories, while he came to further understanding of the suffering he saw all those women endure. Truly horrible it was, but the true solution lie within recovery, not revenge or grief nor pity. Bakan scorned himself for being such a clueless fool, without the knowledge of how to deal with the suffering of a woman who was violated. Odd that he had to experience it himself to learn what it was like and come to a better understanding of how to best recover.
Bakan held still in Inka's grip, letting her consume his mind with her lips alone while she grinded her sex along his enlarged shaft, mutated to become bigger due to the corruption. No longer normal sized, the damn thing didn't look like it was just small enough to perfectly fit into a woman's vagina. Now it was something that looked slightly painful. He went from seven to a whole foot ever since that day with Cory, the girth of his cock increasing to match, as well as the overall mass of his balls. They were downright cumbersome to carry around, and he already had shamefully thought of adjustments to make to his armor in order to be able to 'fit' all that nonsense under his clothes and armor. Making his armor so it wasn't obvious would be a chore, to be sure, but that wasn't a prime concern at the moment. He was worried if his size would be a bother to Inka. He already knew Samarta could take it. She had such a huge thing already shoved inside of her and she was moving around later as if she could do a dance. With those concerns in mind, Bakan tried to bring them, in paper, to the reception desk that was his 'main concerns' for the moment at hand, only to be struck in awe as his concerns were sent to the mental furnace as the larger ruling part of him announced. "I want to be inside of her NOW!"
Samarta and Inka awoke something akin to Bakan's inner beast, and not the bad one. Once Samarta's tongue and lips were licking his tip while Inka grinded along his length, they would find Bakan's wings flourishing out. Their color flowed from the base, like ripples in a calm lake, from white to pink, a sign of his now unchained lust. One hand gripped Samarta's head, encouraging her to suck him off, while his other hand gripped and pulled at Inka's ass, feeling the unique sensations of an alraune's ass while thrusting his hips faster, trying to fuck himself between her thighs. Samarta, ever experienced it seemed, noticed that they had done very well to break the ice as it were with Bakan's inhibitions. When Samarta went back, taking Inka with her, the alraune's petals sliding along his length and coating them even further with her juices until his cock was dripping with her liquid lust, Bakan felt worked up enough to initiate when Samarta had Inka on display like a meat sacrifice.
He came forth with a giddy smile, mounting himself over Samarta's tail and putting his hands behind Inka's knees, holding her by her legs while he eagerly lined himself up. "
I think so too..." Bakan moaned with lust in reply to Samarta's thoughts on who should feel Bakan's cock fill them first. Rather than simply pushing in however, he would hold Inka's legs far apart, and would tease her, pressing his tip against her folds, and testing her vaginal lips for their desire to suck him in. "
But..." he would grin wickedly while teasing Inka's pussy. "
I want to know what Inka herself thinks..." he announced, before leaning forward and gently licking one of Inka's breasts as they were groped by Samarta. After his lick, he'd lean further up, until he was staring Inka in the face. "
If you don't want to be first, just say so," Bakan said to Inka with a wide, playful grin. He would laugh after having said that, knowing she couldn't speak in protest even if she wanted to. He would then whisper, "
Sorry, I just wanted to tease you," before very slowly moving his hips forward. For every second that ticked away on a clock somewhere, another inch was sliding into Inka, unless she gave protest that is. Like that, Bakan would move slowly, even if she begged for him to go faster. Just watching her expression was enough stimulation for him, while feeling her slick, warm, and quivering sex eventually engulf his cock completely.
"
I love you." Bakan whispered suddenly, an act that caught even him by surprise. For saying that, he wanted to place all the blame on the syrup. He had already said such things to Cory, and he immediately and firmly had it in his mind that it was merely his lust and appreciation for Inka getting the better of him, but deep down, that wasn't enough. There was nothing in his heart that beat for Cory that wasn't beating for Inka right now. He dare not compare either, lest Inka come out on top. Regardless of anything he thought of after saying that, Bakan came to one simple conclusion.
"I need to be shot."
