Pleasure City of Dis

[Apollymi]

Laughter. Of course, he laughed at this. Actually she didn't expect much else from the man. In all their encounters his rather laid back attitude was about par for the course. Even so, she managed to be quite surprised by his follow up statement. Did she want that? "No I'm a bitch for a different reason... this is a recent discovery," she said in all seriousness. It was the truth, but what came of this was actually just his acquiescence. The exact words of this acceptance were ones she'd heard before, 'Easy job.' Hm, if he really was capable of such a thing, perhaps she could be reasonable for a while at least. She'd find out soon enough what he had planned to make this happen and it was surprising to say the least. His initial words came with a stirring which caused her hips to buck ever so slightly. Still she didn't wish to waste too much energy in this sort of thing. "Oooh?!~"

Beyond this point her other leg was soon lifted and though he abandoned pulling her hair, he effectively sandwiched her between the wall and himself. How strange. This was very different from the norm, and she liked it. He was still digging into her undercarriage but gravity was added along with it. He was reaching so deep that she could barely piece herself together. Were their stars in her vision now? She was moaning. Oh... this was indeed quite rough, actually it was exactly what she'd asked for. Izou was definitely the way to go. "That's what I'm fucking talking about!~" she screamed. Oh yes, this was quite good. She could feel it building up each knock on her insides was too deep, blinding each brush against her felt of violence, but also extreme pleasure. She needed this, she wanted this! Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, she looked star crossed when she finished. Her entire body tightened up from such a feeling, how ridiculous to do something like this and how amazing. She should have Izou break in her next face too... this was far too good of a feeling.

[Bloodedge]

Even Kolin herself understood how much of a bitch she was. That was good to know. Even so, she declared that it was for a different reason entirely. What could it have been? Well, Izou wouldn't be asking; it didn't matter to him one bit. The only thing of importance to him now, was having a good time while finding out how much of a better time he could have later. This version of the woman was to die, but what of the next one? She'd already said Izou would likely prefer it, and if he was to take the clothing selection as a sign of that... she was very right.

This new position was doing its job nicely. Izou wouldn't have expected much of a difference, but he knew better. She might have been pinned against a wall in her recent experiences, or something of the sort, but he refused to believe she had ever been contorted to any extent. The current, very secure hold of his cock told that tale. Damned be whatever exclamations Kolin had to offer; the fact that he could feel every clench, every quiver, revealed everything he needed to know. Ah, but even this wouldn't last. If this face was going to disappear after he had a single experience with it, he was going to use it for all it was worth. What if the next one had less of an ass on her? That wouldn't suffice for his bucket list, considering the current form was already such an upgrade to the one he previously knew. Keeping these things in mind, several minutes later, he'd maneuvered around the room a couple more times. Such a rump was made for spanking mid-coitus, and thus had to be bent over something eventually. Ah, a desk would do the trick! He'd have her leaned over that, one leg propped up by a chair in what he assumed was the final leg of this little journey. There, he was taking his last strokes while ensuring Kolin's bottom had a nice hue added to it by means of his very busy hand. Of course, the passage of time had also caused the woman to be splashed with seed a few times over, in varying locations. . .

[Apollymi]

Kolin was being used thoroughly. As time passed she found herself contorted into strange positions, plunged into with great viciousness. Her ass smacked repeatedly her body tightened loosened and twisted. She loved it. Actually, this would be the last real go for a face she wore, it was likely one of the top ones she'd had. Though she'd been drowning initially in thoughts of the Captain of the Argo, she eventually managed to push him aside and focus only the on the samurai who dominated her body in a way she hadn't known before. She'd been moved around several times, she was covered in this man's semen, she was being rather roughly treated currently to the top of her desk. She could still feel the stinging of her butt cheeks under the palm of this heavy handed individual. Still, she was elated. Her body tightened with each and every slap and though she'd reached a great number of finishes, this one coming seemed to be building into something quite great. "Izou♥!~" she moaned as she finished, it was so happy. She was satisfied, tongue hanging out drooling on top of her desk. She looked as if she'd never known better satisfaction. There was nothing else in her mind right now, only this man and his work and those glorious blossoming feelings. It was really too bad this face was going to be gone so soon, but she could definitely use Izou to this end later. He was right though, he'd made this whole thing look rather easy.

[Bloodedge]

This desk happened to be the most satisfying experience thus far for Izou. Well, that was a tough thing to say for certain. The use of her mouth had been an incredible deal, though the sex itself was nothing to shake a stick at either. He could honestly say it was worth waiting around in this godforsaken place for over a decade, especially knowing he could later have access to another version of this same woman. Oh, and when his next chance to act as an assassin came around... to keep things short, his pipe was going to become far more satisfying as time passed.

Oh. Speaking of time, it was almost the end of the line for Izou. Kolin achieved climax, clenching and slicking his member one final time for this session. Izou was almost rubbing himself raw at this point, but the extra moisture here was more than enough to carry him a few thrusts further. "Yare yare. Since this you is gonna die, I guess it's safe if I just..." Was there even a point to finishing his sentence? No. With one final, more intense slap to the woman's rear, he thrusted until her cheeks were nearly pressed flat by his pelvis. As a grand finale of sorts, he'd decided it was worthwhile to fill her womb with seed. Of course, he hadn't a clue that such a thing had already been done numerous times in the past few days. In Izou's mind, he was avoiding any potential pregnancies with the fact that Kolin, as she was, would soon die. So... he may as well get to have a bit of extra satisfaction, with a good, solid exhale.

[Apollymi]

Kolin was having a great time, her final flourish was only slightly interrupted by the speech of Izou. Actually, his words were strange ones, she'd never told him she'd have a problem if he did cum within the confines of her body. Actually, she was pretty fond of that sensation to start with, and as such when he took charge and did that with his final thrust, her body seized again and she saw stars in her vision. "AAAAH~ Fuck that's so good!~" she moaned once more. Yes, Izou was definitely one to keep around for this sort of thing. She caught her breath and enjoyed her happy after moment. Nothing at all could make this any worse for her. Yes, she was covered in bodily fluids and sweat and yes, this face still needed to die. Even so, there was far less to be concerned about than she thought originally.

In the background of the room she heard scurrying about by feet. She could assume her bathroom had been cleaned and she found herself rolling over on her desk and wiping drool away from her mouth with the back of her hand. Izou had been surprisingly worth waiting for. She didn't feel like she was missing out on anything. And for the first time in weeks her mind was finally quiet. She didn't know how long it would last, nor did she have any idea why it was always so bad, but... at least right just now she felt more reasonable than she had in a long time. A bath, figuring out a sacrifice to summon a demon, properly opening Dis. These were things that needed to be done. Her plans hadn't changed, she simply now had the clarity to get everything done.

[Bloodedge]

Ah, there was one fun little fact about this woman's faces. In spite of the fact that she didn't tell someone she'd take issue with something they may do, she often took issue with what someone did. Oh well; Izou liked to gamble, and he liked to push buttons. He also hated children─ especially the idea of any being linked to himself. Maybe he'd take advantage of this soon-to-be deceased Avatar again in the future, depending on how long it lasted. While slowly removing his erection from the queen's core, he watched her folds collapse before that thick, white solution that already adorned her body began to drizzle its way out. He was... content. One additional slap, and he was moving away. "Leagues better than before, I'd say. Keep that energy next time. Oh─ we're forgetting about my reward for a good job now, aren't we?" he asked, bringing attention to his groin now dripping in a mix of sex juices.

Of course, Izou wasn't the type to be done just yet. Their session had come to an end, sure, but he wasn't going to travel elsewhere in this mess of a city just to clean himself off. Whether Kolin treated his issue or not, there was still sweat and whatnot to be dealt with... so he was definitely going to intrude on her bath. He'd seen that tub being far too large for a single person; perish the thought that they wouldn't be sharing it, despite any potential naysaying from the queen.

[Apollymi]

And talking once more. She looked to Izou after he withdrew from her core and felt the slow drip happening from her core. He wanted a reward for his job well done. She turned to look at him with a raised brow as she sat up on her desk. "I don't remember agreeing to that..." Still, she'd been complimented and looking at him like that after he'd worked so hard to please her... was she the type to reward in the aftermath? Well, maybe she'd try it this once and if she didn't like it... she wouldn't do it again. Yep, that seemed logical enough, she moved from the desk and took to her knees before this man she would be there for a few moments licking his member clean of their combined juices. She didn't really hate this. She didn't like it... but she didn't hate it. Ah, whatever. When she finished lavishing tongue strokes over his groin, she stood and walked towards her bath again.

Upon entering it was clean once more, not a single sign of what she'd done to poor Leorio in the space. She went to rinse off her body in the shower, making use of the most generic soap. "Ugh... fucking Nerys spoiled me. Fucking traitor living on a desert pirate ship instead of here... I wouldn't have been that bad," she mumbled. Of course, she was trying to torture Nerys and maybe she would have killed her given how she felt a few days ago. But she would have regretted it a little. Didn't that count for something, she was already regretting not having her, wasn't that enough? This soap was really trash. So was the shampoo, so were well... all of the amenities she had in this place. If Zuria had been good for one thing, it was the modern solutions thought up by that cowardly healer. And now that dumb bitch was just sitting in the desert on a ship, not being useful at all to Kolin. She needed to find a reasonable alchemist in this shit city, get herself some custom stuff and better things. Maybe someone to make a drug or two as well, Nerys was talking about stuff like that before she started locking herself up in her workshop all the time. When Kolin was done, she'd find herself soaking in her clean tub smelling like generic cleanliness. She was going to think on several things.

[Bloodedge]

She didn't remember agreeing to that? Of course she didn't; it never happened. Ah, but she also didn't explicitly say 'no' to the idea. What became of this? Just as Izou anticipated, Kolin kneeled for the sake of cleaning him off with her mouth. There was no way she could ever legitimately deny that she enjoyed offering these services; she looked far too pleased to be doing it. Of course, one could always pin her as the type to contradict herself to the bitter end, likely unless she was being stuffed at the time of discussion. "Got your memory back now, yeah? Good job," he joked.

Soon enough, he was sitting across from Kolin in that same bathtub. The oh-so-boring soap Kolin was having issues with, was something he'd adjusted to over the years. Apparently though, there were enough commodities missing from her life now, that she blamed the treachery of Nerys for lacking. Pipe in hand, Izou took a single drag before handing the object toward the queen. "No clue what a Nerys is. Is missing out really that bad? Even though it's not up to snuff yet, this place is looking like a pretty sweet gig. It could use a little bit more oomph, but can't every place?"

[Apollymi]

She during her time period managed to give Izou a pretty spiteful look. Still, she wasn't actually displeased. The contradictory nature of her current self was something she didn't have very much control over. Whatever the case, her self mumblings were heard by Izou who took it upon himself to talk more. Questioning her words and claiming that this place was pretty good but that it wasn't missing that much. "Ugh, you don't understand. Nerys was a healer and alchemist. She said she was something stupid long weird boring originally but that it meant she knew how to make a lot of chemical stuff. She made shampoo, bath oil, good smelling soap... ugh modern luxuries I missed those. Do you have any idea how much people like me miss cosmetics?!" she said rubbing a hand over her face within the tub. When she thought about it, she hadn't agreed at all to share this bath with Izou, she wondered why he was still here. But... she supposed he was like this in general. "And yeah, it isn't bad, I just wish I had the stuff. Stuff I got used to having for five fucking years. Lotion. Do you have any idea how necessary lotion is when you're living in a freezing cold place?" Kolin was having problems adjusting to the quality of life downgrade she was about to experience. "So yeah, this place needs stuff and now I have to add it to my ever growing list of shit to do..." she said leaning her head back. "I also don't remember agreeing to share this bath with you," she mentioned only to find the man offering her his pipe. How strange... she accepted it just the same as she had before taking a slow drag before passing it back wondering about his reasoning behind doing such a thing.

[Bloodedge]

"Healer and alchemist, huh? Sou ka. Sounds like you should send to Maurenia. They've got a school for potions, and other stuff that used to get on my damn nerves. Good luck getting past that side of the desert, though. That damn Berserker is out on that end," Izou spoke while sinking into the tub's water, up to his armpits. His arms themselves stretched out over the edge, his lower extremities easily reaching Kolin's side. "Cosmetics are cool and all, but you don't need any of that shit. You've got enough dogs herding around you, they'd probably lick the mud off your crusty feet." As these words were spoken, Izou reached under the water's surface to grab Kolin's foot, lifting it, and pointing at it with his free hand. "If they were crusty, of course~"

After this much time, she was finally talking about the fact that he'd entered her bath? It was quite late for that now, wasn't it? Oh well. Releasing the woman's foot back into the water, he shrugged in an exaggerated manner. "Crazy, right? I don't remember asking. Must be something in the air, or maybe I filled my pipe with the wrong stuff today. Whatever; I'm here now, and I don't hear you complaining about having a long-dicked samurai in your bath with you. Oh! You're welcome~♥"

[Apollymi]

Beyond his usefulness as a sex-partner, Izou was apparently good for general information as well. According to him, there was a place she could send for an individual to fill the hole of current lifestyle. Ah, but there was a Berserker between her and this apparent goal. Kolin's brow rose drastically, it was quite unusual for him to say someone like that existed while claiming to be bored. "Oh? You didn't kill a Berserker in the desert? No wonder you're bored, it sounds like you're slacking♥!~" she mused, this statement was both teasing and meant to make the man explain what exactly it was about this Berserker that it's life hadn't been claimed by a man who simply enjoyed the challenge of fighting and killing. Oh? And compliments... according to this man she didn't need things like cosmetics. Those who followed and did things for her would do everything she required even without her access to such things. He even lifted her foot and made a joke. Yes, that was his way, even after more than a decade he was somewhat constant for her. "Oh? Flattery? Were you always good at that?" she asked of the man before exhaling a sigh.

"The cosmetics are not for them. Nothing is ever for them... it is for me. I like it. I want it. I deserve it. Nothing will stand between me and what I want..." Kolin's words were the truth as she saw it. And gave a great deal of insight into the type of person she actually was. If one managed to be like this for something as inconsequential as a luxury item... it only stood to reason that she was more adamant about things which mattered to her. Oh well, that wasn't worth thinking about too much. What was worth thinking about, the naked samurai also occupying her bath. Was she complaining about this man's presence? No, not really. Still, she couldn't help but be exasperated. "Ah, you do know you're annoying right?" she asked him not that she expected anything more than another sassy answer. "But you're right... I'm not actually complaining. And I'm not thanking you..." the woman scoffed. Oh yes, her nature was too contradictory. Even when she was calm she was still not able to properly express herself. It was quite terrible.

[Bloodedge]

Izou did not enter a deathmatch with the Berserker found in the desert, and he never intended to do so. Was he truly slacking? Was this just one thing he avoided doing, simply because he didn't feel like it? No. In this case, he was making the wisest decision possible. That thing was not killable with a sword, or perhaps even with anything physical. It was a mindless monster, capable of only killing. It was also... a legendary hero. "Feel free to send someone who can actually kill that thing. I like to fight, but a tussle with Heracles isn't what I would call fair," he explained.

Was it flattery he employed? Hardly. Izou hated the concept of makeup and the like, in most cases. So many women never had a need of it, yet so many made use of such things regardless. And then... there were the types who used it to conceal their hideous features. Those vile, disgusting vermin were the scum of the world, walking around with their baited faces and their push-up bras! What did a guy have to do to find a naturally-massive rack and some nice facial features? Well... apparently coming to Dis was the answer, so he supposed that was the real reason for him being here. Hell, he'd probably stick around even if there weren't soon to be whores as far as the eye could see─ especially after recent discoveries about the woman in charge of Dis. "If you're into it, that's fine. I don't imagine you'd be the type to overdo it, and it's not like you're using all that stuff to cover up an ugly ass face or anything. Oh, and yeah, I might be something similar to annoying," he added, shrugging it off. "You like it, though. Be honest; nothing beats having someone around other than those tagalongs that leash themselves to that huge rack of yours. So... you're still welcome."

[Apollymi]

Izou made a claim that he wasn't slacking and that she should send someone out to kill the berserker who was actually capable of it. The claim being that he was someone called Heracles. Kolin's left brow rose at this, as it was said as if she should recognize it and truly... she didn't. "Am I supposed to know who that is? I definitely have no idea... but if you aren't willing or able to kill him... it'd be a waste of resources to try and take him on. I mean you're the best at killing I have access to, if you don't think you can... I'd have to throw too many people at the problem... well at least right now. It is starting to seem like I am actually going to need that creature from the abyss," the blonde mentioned. It was still something she was giving consideration to, Beatrice hadn't ever led her astray. As such, the nun was technically the most trust worthy woman that any face of Mai's had ever come across.

Moving right along, it would be Izou who spoke on the matter of cosmetics. He seemed quite hardcore about the idea that she didn't need them, but apparently trusted her judgement with them. "It's not like I want a face full of make up or anything of the sort. I just want to smell like what I want to smell like and have soft skin. It's hardly something to be overdone," the woman mentioned. If they'd been different people, she might have questioned his dislike of such things. But she was currently someone who could only concern themselves with things that mattered to them in a very strange way. He went on to point out that he was something like annoying but that she liked it, because he was different from the others who tied themselves to her. This was... kind of true. "Well, at least you aren't boring. I'll give you that..." she said with a casual roll of her eyes. "I'm still not thanking you," she stated flatly. Still contradictory even at the very end but, Kolin was rather prone to being that way in the first place. She should probably figure out her next steps and remove herself from this tub... but, maybe, just maybe she was actually enjoying Izou's company.

[Bloodedge]

She... had to be joking, right? Why did she look so serious? No, that wasn't possible! This woman, who'd allegedly been around for millennia, didn't know the legend of Heracles? Izou was aghast at the thought! "... Heracles? Legendary ancient Hero? Twelve Labors? Demigod son of Zeus, turned god by the end of his tale? Now reduced to a mindless, damn-near 10-foot tall muscle machine of death? He was already out in the desert when this place was set up; he's just walks around fighting whatever shows up. They had a whole show about the guy back in our world, and you don't know who he is when you used to be a goddess here?"

Rant aside, Izou would definitely agree that a demon summoning would be necessary. If Kolin intended to do something about that monster, no living human could get the job done. Actually, he wasn't even sure if Heracles was killable in his current form. Maybe he was? Izou wouldn't be the one to find out, unless the reward for doing so held greater value than his own life... which was very unlikely, considering there was hardly a thing he didn't have access to, that he would otherwise seek. "I recommend the weird Satan contract. And, yeah... I didn't think about the smells and all that jazz. Soft skin's nice on a woman too, so whatever," he chanted, casually waving a hand about while clamping his teeth around his pipe's tip. He would be removing himself from the bath, foregoing drying as he sat against the tub's edge. As cooling water cascaded from his body onto the floor, he carelessly continued the more... lighthearted part of their discussion. "You don't have to thank me. Next time you're on your knees with your mouth open, I'll take that as thanks. Fair trade?"

[Apollymi]

Why did he look so incredulous? Was there something here she was supposed to know? Some reason she should have known it? Well, Kolin was about to get a full lesson in the apparently Ancient Hero. Apparently he was the son of a god, who became a full god. He'd performed some set of tasks and eventually fallen into the state of a Berserker in the desert. Apparently this was some sort of layover from their home world. But it wasn't like she had interests in things like fiction in her previous life. "Oh? Someone like that huh? Well it isn't like I have interest in heroes or anything..." she said. Oh. How interesting. That last part of that sentence as a lie. The truth of Mai was that she did like a hero... actually she liked one in particular but she'd never be saying that to anyone ever. Not until she got her revenge. "As for our world. I wasn't into stuff like that... boring tv and history. I didn't get out of going to school to be stuck watching stuff like that on tv," she said with a scoff. She was truly a strange woman. Well maybe she wasn't strange but she'd definitely not ended up in this world nor playing the game that led to it, by normal amounts of interest. "And while being a goddess the lives of mortals were hardly my concern. Aside from the blessings I handed out, I was busy... too busy to track one random hero." Another lie. She'd definitely been stalking one random hero... so much so, that she'd gone off the deep end when he'd rejected her. Thus ending her here. Millenia later with nothing but a grudge and a dream of ascension. Ah, but she'd not told a single lie today until they got to the topic of heroes. Perhaps if she'd been a bit more learned she might have been able to properly talk to Jason. Perhaps if she'd been a bit more into such things... the Hero whose attention she wanted wouldn't have been outside of her grasp. Maybe... if she'd put forth any real effort... she wouldn't have been constantly longing.

But it seemed regardless of what she thought, Izou thought her abyss contract was one worth taking. She could agree. Especially when knowing about the good knights she'd lost. A boy playing at King Arthur, The Spirit Knight and the Sword Saint. Those losses alone were quite disturbing. Even if Arthur wasn't the real King Arthur a fake one who could replace one of the objects of her hatred was about all she could ask for. Ah, but then what kind of sacrifice to make? It'd kind of be worth it to lose some undesirables to get a devil with the necessary power to help her subdue the berserker in the desert. "Of course you didn't think about that part. Guys never do until the encounter the opposite. Then they'll talk shit about how gross some random chick is... that's nature. As for the devil, I'll make my contract... maybe have the first real test of it being helping me find a way to control that berserker. I'd rather not kill someone I can use," she said. And she meant it, in more ways than one. Still Izou lifted himself out of the bath, dripping water everywhere. Luckily she didn't have to care about that sort of thing. She had people to worry about stuff like that... she had no concerns. Still his last more lighthearted words made her scoff, as she tended to do. "Take that as you will.... I still don't do anything for anyone but me. What you get out of that sort of thing is up to you..." and she meant that too... strangely. Still, Izou had never displeased her in anyway. She could let him annoy her and take all his liberties because unlike most others, being in his company for longer than a few moments didn't make her skin crawl. Maybe that was the appeal of one like him?