Black ink seeped into her skin, and she shivered. Thoughts offered to that ever-swirling maw of endless darkness, vanishing without a trace.
Eyes wide open. Watching. Perceiving that oozing, melting madness that wrapped her up like ribbons and offered her up.
“Yes… yours…”
"Eden.
The Knight of my Abyss."
A soft caress of the mindflayer's hand onto the woman's face, leaving a trail of black ink onto her cheek..
" Open your eyes.
See me, Perceive my presence.
You are gifted, beyond anyone else...~
You are my present, my gift, Mine."
All her senses tuned in.
She listened. Entirely and truly. Every cell of her body stood at attention, waiting to see what that voice would say next.
More than captivated, it was as if time stood still for her. There was but the voice, and the abyss that surrounded.
The feeling of being full slowly left, as the emptiness soon came..
The tentacles left, her world left.
Disappeared, swallowed into this very deep depths, unreachable..
Yet those eyes, are still there, and this voice who commanded her..
Spoke again.
" Eden..~"
Invading her mind, her body, her soul, her heart…
Filling them all with wriggling tentacles, until they were fit to burst. Breaking her from the inside out and dyeing her core a deep black…
All encompassing, except for the golden eyes that gazed at her.
Pulling her in…
The swarm never ends.
It continue to invade everything, everywhere..
Mind, Body, Concept.
Nothing is spared from its touch..
All remained the wet slick of tentacles making their way everywhere..
All that glowed in the dark..
Are the yellow eyes of the Abyssal Monster, staring.
The tracing touches of tentacles…
The commanding voice that crushed her resistance before it could find a foothold.
Words dying upon her lips, left behind by gasps of pleasure from squirming touches that violated her form.
Caught.
Helpless.
Hopeless.
Yet… wanting more.
Further and further down until they reached the edge of her skirt. Resting upon her hips and staying there as their eyes met.
“Then you can… appraise each of my little secrets to your heart’s content~”
She purred, torrid. Notes like honey pouring from her glossy lips.
As Marin stepped close, Eden took the chance to act. Arms reaching out and wrapping around the girl’s shoulders, responding to her sweet whisper by pulling her against the singer’s body.
“Then maybe we should go to my place~”
She let her fingers trail down Marin’s spine…
->
Her playful grin widens at Eden's flirtatious invitation, her casual charm blending with a seductive undertone.
"𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘌𝘥𝘦𝘯," Marin responds with a teasing wink, her voice laced with bubbly energy.
Her gaze follows Eden's hand tracing down her side, her eyes lingering on the tantalizing curves revealed by the dress.
"𝘖𝘩, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘺," Marin purrs softly, her tone dipping into a seductive whisper.
As Eden steps closer, Marin feels a shiver of anticipation dance down her spine. "𝘈 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺?" Marin's voice takes on a husky note, her breath hitching slightly as Eden's lips graze against her skin.
"𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙜," she murmurs, her playful banter tinged with desire.
Marin leans in closer, her lips brushing against Eden's ear as she whispers back, "𝘐'𝘥 𝘭𝘰��𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺. ~ "
“Feel free to admire all you want. Though if you find yourself wanting more…”
Eden stepped closer, her voice lower. Something like a stage whisper, in through Marin’s ear as if she were right there, lips grazing against skin.
“I do have a private collection~”
“I’m simply inspired by what I see, Miss Marin~”
Eden said, a hand tracing down her side. Guiding Marin’s eye to her cocked hips, turned so as to offer a glimpse of the round cheeks hidden away.
The dress’s tight contours leaving just enough to the imagination to tantalize.
->
Her grin turns flirtatious as she basks in Eden's charm, her casual demeanor adding to the playful banter between them.
"𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳?" Marin quips with a playful wink, her tone light and bubbly.
"𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥... 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭," she adds with a playful shrug, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
As Eden's gaze roams over her, Marin's gaze sparkles with interest. "𝘖𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧," Marin purrs, her tone low and teasing. "𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦... 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚," she adds with a playful smirk, her flirtatious energy matching Eden's as they engage in a playful game of mutual admiration.
“Caught is an interesting way to put it~”
She met Marin’s eyes, warm gold narrowing.
“But I suppose you are quite the beautiful bird, so the comparison is somewhat apt~ I can see your aesthetic eye in the way you dress and act, as well…”
Eden’s eyes looked Marin head to toe.
The girl was… quite the experienced flirt it seemed. Eden found herself stepping a bit closer, turning a little to show off the shape of her curves against her dress.
Eden spoke in her melodic tones, hoping to make her words into a gentle caress for Marin’s ears.
->
"𝘖𝘩, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵," she replies with a flirtatious wink, her tone dripping with charm.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦'𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯, 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘒𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘸𝘢."
She leans in slightly, her playful demeanor adding a tantalizing edge to the interaction.
"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘵. ♡"
Eden’s legs shook, parting a little as if to give Kafka access.
She was quickly becoming putty in the hunter’s hands, eyes rolled up, mouth left open.
Singing her song, she barely heard the question. Struggling against the bindings that littered her mind.
“Mmnnn…”
"Ara, I'm as good playing my precious slut as I am with the violin~"
She slides her hands beneath Eden's dress to grope her tits directly.
"Such wonderful sounds. Perhaps you're ready to get fucked already~?"
She sang a symphony of moans, her voice drawn out on Kafka’s request.
Naturally, like a trained songbird following its tamer’s instructions.
Her chest pushed out, back straight, eyes glazed.
Was the girl a fan?
Eden was somewhat used to responses like that but…
Not usually from pretty girls. She flashed her a smile.
“You’re quite lovely yourself, miss…?”
Eden’s response was a pleasured gasp, whatever words dying on her lips.
Eyes rolling up and fluttering as her breasts were fondled, a shiver going down her spine.
“w-wait… Kafka… mmm!”
A moan cut her short.
"What a pervert you are, songstress~"
Her other hand slides up Eden's body and fondles a breast, giving a firm squeeze just as she handles that perfectly shaped ass.
"And what about when I play with your tits~?"
Eden shivered as Kafka lay her hands on her body.
Feeling something in her mind block out any attempt to resist, she simply stood, frozen. Feeling the warm pleasure that radiated from the hunter’s touch.
“I… do.”