Finis Chaldea

[Apollymi]

"No one gave me the idea. I'm the only one who does it..." she claimed as if that was reason enough for her to believe she was the only one capable. Of course, she hadn't missed that bit stated by Kur about not recognizing their mother. Their mother was only ever in one form, why did it matter if she knew what she looked like? Still if having multiple cores was all one needed to do this, perhaps she'd find better uses for herself yet.

Ah, but before she could even respond to that properly she was about to witness something strange. The other copy of Kur and Sukuna seemed to be getting ready to join as well, but wouldn't do so in a manner which made sense to Ishtar. No. Sukuna's face was drawn into the other woman's bottom where he buried his face for the duration of their next bit. A tongue moving about in this goddess' rear made her eyes widen and her bottom shift just a bit. It was a very interesting situation. She should share the information with everyone present right. "A tongue in my ass is never expected but quite welcome. It does make us wonder though what else you'd like to use that tongue for~" she teased as her face reddened. Ereshkigal managed to look aghast which only made the other form of herself tease her a bit more in the moment. "Don't look like that, we like it and you know it!~" It seemed that even with a second copy of herself present, Ereshkigal was more prone to being teased not less. "Why am I like this? Can't you just stop?" she asked of her newly created self. "Why would I do that? We're all trying to have a good time here, and we like it~" That was being said by herself. "I spawn a second me and she spends her spare time telling on me~" she said with an eye roll. "What? It's great, give her a tongue too so she'll squirm more~ Besides... Ishtar will never know the fun of looking at herself while she approaches bliss. Seeing herself be nailed aggressively and softly at the same time~ It's really quite a shame, she'd more likely get in a fight with her reflection than to have any fun with it~" she mused. Ah, this version of the Death Goddess seemed to be quite talkative and exceedingly direct. As Sukuna's tongue worked her rectum, she approached a great pulsing sensation in her now dripping loins.

[Bloodedge]

Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. There was no end to the mental repetition of a single word in regards to Ishtar. It sounded as if she missed the entire point of Sukuna's speech. Simply because she knew only herself to change visages, she presumed to be the only one capable of it. Even Sukuna was not so callous, and he was the Demon Lord of fucking Obscenity! "Say one more stupid thing, and I'm taking your tongue out and shoving it up your own ass!" he barked. "Fuck! Did somebody forget to create a brain for that one?"

There was every potential for Sukuna to fly into a fit of rage. Luckily enough, there was a source of reprieve or two standing right in front of him. One inserted his tongue into the new goddess' arse, and her response was a verbal one of enjoyment... and curiosity. What else did Sukuna use his tongue for? The one without an occupied mouth would be the one to answer. "Keheha! A lot. Got some ideas?" he responded. Much to his satisfaction, this new version of Ereshkigal went on to tease her original self to seemingly no end. Oh, Sukuna really liked this one! Only today had he come to enjoy cooperative torture. Knowing he could now be joined by the goddess to torture herself, he experienced childlike glee. Naturally, he took the new one's advice... and then some. The first Sukuna kept his hands planted on Ereshkigal's rear, producing a mouth on each of his hands. Elongated tongues slithered their way across both of her cheeks, wetting her ass from both sides before reaching its hole. "That's a thought. Here's another," he said as both tongues functioned as one would expect fingers to. Each found a side of Ereshkigal's asshole, prodding and pulling before thrusting inwards in sequence; one in, then the other, then first again, then second. Each time, the tongues moved in deeper, swirled wider, and salivated more. In the meantime, the goddess' more teasing form was subjected to lips puckered against her hole while a single tongue thrashed about wildly within.

[Apollymi]

Ishtar's words apparently hit the ears of Sukuna in a terrible way. He threatened to cut out her tongue and place it within her own rectum. Her whole body was already decaying why would he bother defiling her in such a way. Her tongue belonged nowhere near such a place. She spent far too much time as a human to appreciate anything like that... She was scared enough in the moment that she wouldn't speak, but the second Ereshkigal had something to say with her lavender eyes cutting sideways. "We were always under the impression that she was dropped on her head before the concept of death was created properly~" she said aloud which made the other version of the goddess laugh as well. Ah, perhaps they shared that tiny bit of sadism, regardless of their outward appearances. Ishtar, had been too frightened to lash out at Sukuna directly but she always had something haughty to say to her younger sister, "Ugh, no one asked you, Ku-" a solid bite of her tongue. That would make that butt related placement rather odd.

Moving on, Ereshkigal's original form was being teased mercilessly, and much to her chagrin, Sukuna was content to take the advice of her newly spawned self to further 'torment' her. What she got in exchange was a wet tongue applied to both sides of her bottom and then in and out of her rectum in sequence. She truly started to squirm then, all the while her loins seemed to contract and slicken at greater intervals. "Oh, oh... waah~" ah. That moan was about all she could manage. That pressure was building pretty steadily already. Ah, and now there were puckered lips against the rear entrance of the more talkative form of the goddess. Imagine her surprise when even that was something which became more interesting to feel as time went on. Actually, she was making similar sounds to those coming out of Ereshkigal's mouth. "Woo wooh~ Keep it up and we'll cum all over both of you~" she mentioned much to the outright dismay of her less forward self. "Aww, we're so cute when we're shocked!~" she mused seeming to find the whole of it funny. It wouldn't take much for the pair to reach bliss again. All the while both versions of the girl would be ready to reach the mental state they seemed to in the middle of coitus. This build up was helping them harmonize and once they did, they'd be able to vibrate their sources to the right wavelength to make them combine back into a singular one.

[Bloodedge]

One Sukuna thrusted and lavished, while the other went with only the latter. There was something of an imbalance occurring as a result, but it was impossible to resist when the original Ereshkigal was so easy to harass. The new one would not be left too unattended, though. The version of Sukuna busying himself in her bum had much more to offer. With her statement to the demon, how could he do anything less? He produced two tongues as well, utilizing them just as the original did. The tongue of his original mouth remained active for some time, until he pulled his face away. This was meant to be some form of mana transfer, and a tongue or three in the ass hardly fit the bill.

With all that in mind, the second Sukuna righted himself. He had two options ahead of him. Would he simply copy the efforts of the first Sukuna, or would he instead take the hole presently occupied by a pair of snakelike tongues? Actually, this one seemed rather open about her own deviant urges when compared to her original self. Maybe it was time for Sukuna to take a different approach? "Alright, I'll let the sassy little girl make her own choice. Are you gonna be like her, or are you gonna be the one to learn what it's like up the ass without that seal on?" he wondered. Though this was not the first time Sukuna had made such an offer, he interestingly had different intentions for once. Perhaps he wouldn't do the exact opposite of what was said, or... perhaps he would. Sukuna himself wasn't sure at present, but he didn't think he'd go the usual route this time.

[Apollymi]

As Ereshkigal continued to be bullied and ravished she couldn't really help but like it. Her other self was quite right, she did enjoy these things, especially while they weren't specifically of the sort of nature to make her question her value in the world. Here and now she got to see something interesting, she got to watch while her other self made a decision regarding her virtues. Of course, she wasn't the only one watching and Ishtar also seemed to find the suppose choice to be one worthy of commentary. "Please, she's probably another virgin. It's not like a choice like that is ever real," claimed Ishtar. Well, once more she wasn't really wrong. The second version of Ereshkigal did indeed find her form to be rather virtuous, that being said she wasn't exactly fearful of the outcomes.

"There she goes, projecting again... anyway, I'm sassy? I didn't know I counted as sassy~" she claimed. "I like the little girl part too... so does she~" she said winking at her other self. "Hey!" was all Ereshkigal managed to say before the movements of her own Sukuna seemed to provide her a more than fair amount of distraction "You can pound my virgin ass. Don't worry, I can take it~" she chimed seeming to find it amusing. Of course, she was more than prepared to do either thing. It was something that she'd find fun, either of her enjoyed it, but she could be a bit more honest about it than her other self. She truly was many things, including all of the thoughts which seemed go unspoken from the death goddess in general. Ah, how strange it was to see her subconscious basically staring back at her. No matter, she knew this was going to be fun, and should be the thing to drive home a point. Ishtar and her shenanigans have no place between any form of Ereshkigal and this particular demon. There was literally nothing she could do to change this...

[Bloodedge]

The number of times Sukuna took mental pause to question Ishtar's intelligence was far too high for his first day of living. On one hand, it could indeed be assumed that this new Ereshkigal was a virgin; that tended to be how Sources worked. On the other hand, the original Ereshkigal proved more than capable of accepting every bit of pummeling delivered to all three of her virgin holes, so what exactly was Ishtar's point? This new one being a virgin would... well... "That just makes it more fun, idiot."

The second Ereshkigal made something interestingly clear. According to her, both versions enjoyed the way he addressed them. That part wasn't something Sukuna had originally thought about much, if at all. He addressed her in such a casual manner, there was no concern for what she thought of the title. Now then, there was a very important question on the table. One Ereshkigal was already getting the treatment she requested at the onset of this interaction, so... what would the second one have? Apparently, Sukuna could pound her virgin ass. Those words would not have come from the original without great provocation, but this one spewed vulgarities as easily as she breathed. Even Sukuna took pause to process her phrasing, but the end result was something of a trademark for him. "... Heh!"

With that singular snicker and a firm cock that took on a new quality of throb, Sukuna used those two tongues to tug her asshole to either side while pressing his girth to the opening. With that, he'd push forward inch by inch. She said she could take it, so there was to be no stopping until he buried himself fully within her anus. Both versions of the male had something else in mind as well. Their hands each left the backsides of the women in front of them, and with that, Sukuna was hand-in-hand with himself, almost as if he intended to wrestle. In truth, he'd eventually use the time of being buried in both versions of Ereshkigal to... essentially play tug-o-war with himself while battering away at both death goddesses.

[Apollymi]

Ishtar was glorious, in her own mind. Her words were profound, to the stupid. She was special. Well those statements always had qualifications and that last one had the biggest. Ishtar was special, until you looked a bit deeper. It was easy to find someone to fill the role that people wanted to Ishtar, but some were simply to lazy. Some were willing to put up with her stupidity to use her body and some just planned to take advantage. Of course, Ishtar herself couldn't really tell the difference between these people, partly because she didn't understand herself. And she only understood people who were better than herself as targets for her ire. The previously named Kur had been such a target. Good at everything Ishtar was not, creative, kind and doted upon. She pushed her out of heaven using her womanly wiles, and then found out that those were not special to her. "More fun?" Did virgins truly make things more fun? Should she have been a virgin more often to pull men into her clutches? No that hadn't seemed to change much about the situation. Though a couple of virgins had been gaining the interest of men Ishtar herself had been trying to pull. Obviously, this was the fault of the individual men right? They just wanted to have sex with virgins and if she was a virgin then she could have them too, right?

Whatever dumb idea she was having, Ereshkigal's newest incarnation spewed vulgarities in a manner which quite frankly horrified the original death goddess. Where her other self had gotten such a mouth from she couldn't figure out. Even so, she watched with an odd sense of wonder as her newest glowing self took Sukuna's cock straight into her rectum. It stretched and she seemed to relish in the sensation. Actually, it was quite interesting, without forced pleasantry the whole of it felt like hot pressure. It wasn't bad, just very different from what one would expect. As it happened that one looked at her blushing and embarrassed self and teased a bit more. "You gotta try this too sometime. It's pretty intense~" she claimed seeming to find funny the reaction of Ereshkigal who looked away bashfully. "Why am I like this?" she asked almost to the universe at large. It truly didn't matter as both of these death goddesses were basically dangled between their men and being rammed while they held hands with each other. It would strangely enough be Ereshkigal to offer both her hands to the other one which she'd take. So as they were being pounded into each other, they held hands. And now this round would continue with both goddesses moaning their happiness and looking to each other and to the males opposite of them as points of their concentration.

[Bloodedge]

One Ereshkigal's acceptance of penetration was a given, as it was the natural way of things. As for the newly-spawned one, she received Sukuna in a very different way that still left a few questions as to her enjoyment without the seal's influence. As he forced his way in, her reaction was an interestingly favorable one. Sukuna felt the rough tightness of insertion, but nothing resembling rejection. Then... Ereshkigal spoke to her original self, suggesting that she try this more intense variant as well.

Of course, the suggestion of her new self left the first Ereshkigal questioning... her own nature. There was no point to all that. Unsurprisingly, she'd be the one Sukuna spoke to. "Why does the little girl like something thick and meaty in her ass? Probably because it feels good," he said. Was that quippy? Sukuna may have been a bit consciously quippy. He was having ridiculous amounts of fun, and it would only get better. He and Ereshkigal each had their other selves by the hand, but Ereshkigal was very close to her other self's face as a result of their positioning. Sukuna had an idea. He'd act on said idea only after a few additional minutes of movement. "You like looking at yourself that much, huh?" When the time came, the Sukunas each pulled on the other's hands simultaneously, plunging to the absolute depths of each Ereshkigal and spraying their insides with the thickest of 'liquid mana' thus far. He still had the requested goal of having Ereshkigal think of nothing else, but he'd taken on the personal goal of pushing them both forward at the same time, until their faces met. "Look closer!" he exclaimed as the fruit of his loins continued gushing out into Ereshkigal... twice, technically.

[Apollymi]

The demands and strangeness of the pair of death goddesses were things which made Ishtar look at both of them with wider eyes than just her missing eyelids implied. She couldn't help but feel like both versions of Kur were just weird. They liked this man with his extra body parts and strange mouths. They both as virgins seemed so accepting of his massive dick that it seemed to be a regular day for them. At least one of them had managed to take his massive cock in all three of her holes, a feat Ishtar thought only herself capable of. Was she truly so unremarkable? No. That couldn't be the case. It had to be the newness of virgins. Maybe men had some strange attachment to women whom they deflowered. Yes! That obviously made sense. As soon as the newness of the situation wore off this demon and all other people with penises would come flocking back to her.

While Ishtar plotted her victory, Ereshkigal and her other self were actually winning. A bit of cheeky commentary came as the answer to Ereshkigal's question originally aimed at her other self. The snarky reply from the demon behind her twice over was that she liked the things she liked because they felt good. "Obviously!" she snapped back. But in truth that wasn't what she was asking. As a person who was a virgin previously she was questioning her desires since sex became a thing she was doing. In no times prior to this had she ever considered she was bad but hearing the more vulgar form of herself speak with her angelic visage made her question the goodness of herself. "Ugh, you're thinking too much. All you need to know is... we'll never be like her, regardless of what we like. She's trash, we're not. No need to get hung up on it!~" said one version of her self to another. "Hey, I'm not trash, take it back Ku-" another bite to her tongue was delivered immediately. It was good to know that it worked regardless of the person she was at base. Ah, that was hilarious, that curse was something spectacular. They still had to deal with Sukuna's or rather both girls were soon forced against each other as they held hands, chest to chest, body to body and face to face. "That was pretty awesome, kiss on it?" Ereshkigal asked herself. "Oh, stealing my first kiss for ourselves... yeah~ We really do like ourselves!~" she chimed in for just a moment. But soon enough their lips were locked with each other and their bodies were also vibrating at the same wavelength. With both versions of their bodies being pumped full of mana, they both had a moment of hyper-speed logic. In this they bound their bodies and souls back into a single source flowing harmoniously together. And in that moment those two glowing bodies would merge back into the singular goddess, in this case the goddess with Sukuna buried in her rectum.

[Bloodedge]

Sukuna's quip left Ereshkigal needing her newer self to function as an advisor. The one major point of reason given was that they would never be trash, as Ishtar was. If that was the criteria to meet, Sukuna had no idea why it was ever a concern. Sukuna was the Demon Lord of Obscenity, and even he found Ishtar repugnant. He couldn't even create a curse strong enough to put something like her out into the world. The likeliest scenario was that he wouldn't even try that.

With his full-force thrust into both copies, Sukuna saw the pair delving deeper still into debauchery. He intended to force their lips together for a show, but much to his surprise, it was the shyer Ereshkigal who suggested that they do so. And so, the two kissed while Sukuna watched twice. How interesting it was, that Sukuna had stolen the first one's initial experience, and the first one in-turn stole from her new self. More interesting was the fact that they harmonized in doing so, becoming a singular entity. The one they became was the newer incarnation still having her rear entered repeatedly by Sukuna. Ah, but one was left hanging by the disappearance of his side's Ereshkigal. Was this an issue for Sukuna? No, of course not. Both Sukunas were spraying their seed to fill the goddesses, and the disappearance of his was not cause to stop doing so. Instead, he took rod in hand and reangled. Since there was but one Ereshkigal present, she could continue having her arse pumped while having the lovely bonus of Sukuna's 'special drug' being sprayed all over her face. At the same time, he'd be stepping closer to her. "You didn't think I was just gonna stand here by myself, did you?" he asked of the new singular entity. That spraying would not stop. He'd aim at her mouth, her hair, and every exposed inch of flesh on his side of the woman.

[Apollymi]

The pep talk issued by one version of Ereshkigal to herself was probably one of the ones needed by many women in this world. Ishtar was not even someone worth consideration. Though Ereshkigal formerly Kur had never feared the other woman, she'd assumed something of a passive amount of self-deprecation that was reinforced by the constant choice for Ishtar over herself that she'd seen in her life. But this new version of her was born superior. She knew she was chosen and had seen all Ishtar was and knew her to be lesser, she'd never be intimidated by such an individual regardless of what she did. Though there was reason to be in general distrusting of any individual who sided with such an idiotic individual.

Moving on, the harmonization of the cores of these two individuals took place at master speed. This was likely because they had two minds, two sets of hands and two full harmonically vibrating cores which managed to complete themselves at the start of this most recent mana-transfer. Of course, the words of Ereshkigal seemed to sit in the mind of her newest self, and she understood that there would be no real end to her receiving of this particular potent power until criteria were met. Even so, she couldn't say she minded the woozy and rushing feeling of her brain as she was pumped full of mana for the second time. In truth, she would only become more fascinated by it as time went on. Sukuna fully didn't expect to be left alone and was content to shower the woman in his mana, she was content to accept it. Actually, it felt nice on her skin and was good to taste, though she couldn't quite explain why. Unlike the lesser creatures Ishtar was used to, mana from higher order beings had specific kinds of tastes to them. His was particularly tasty to someone like Ereshkigal so this secondary version of her held her tongue out to take more in directly while it was sprayed in her face. "Of course not, Eresh is giving me the two of you as a present! I'm gonna be overfilled by the end of this so don't start slacking now~" she said as if that made sense.

All the while Ishtar watched this and seemed to be aghast once more. This secondary glowing version of her younger sister seemed to be enjoying getting sprayed by semen. She was taking it on her tongue? She was acting the same way whores did, but somehow she still managed to seem unfazed by her actions. No. It wasn't right. "You can't do this. You look like a slut... how can you dare to hold your head up like that knowing that you're no better than a common whore! You're supposed to be this but not look so pleased about it. You were supposed to run from him, scream and call him a monster with all those eyes and mouths and arms. You should be disgusted by all of it, he's so weird and you're just taking it!" Ah, that was it. "Again with the projection," said this new girl as she smiled almost evilly and licked Sukuna's residuals from her lips. Ah, this man of hers was her new favorite person too. She hoped he was ready for that.

[Bloodedge]

Sukuna was not one to slack in any regard. This new Ereshkigal was right in claiming she'd be overfilled by the end of this; Sukuna had never intended anything different. As for the present granted by her other self, deemed Eresh, it was quite devious of her to leave a copy with two of Sukuna. They could have both been drugged and filled, but it seemed one was to take an overdose of both.

Regardless of an impending overdose, the current form of Ereshkigal took a great deal of Sukuna's load directly to the tongue by choice. He wouldn't have expected that of her original form whilst sober, but this one didn't seem to be doing such a thing simply because of his mana's effect. Of course, Ishtar was yapping once again. She claimed Ereshkigal looked like a slut, a common whore, and that she shouldn't be pleased about the goings-on. For a Creator, she sounded like a person from an entirely different era or cycle. When did it become a thing of ill-repute for Creators to enjoy this exchange of mana? "That's stupid. You Creators especially are made to take in mana; you're supposed to enjoy it when it's potent. And this here?" he started, holding his cock even closer to Ereshkigal's protruding tongue to spew into her mouth more directly. "This is my slut! Get it right," he corrected.

Part of the goal here was to leave Ereshkigal thinking of nothing but his mana secretions. There was a natural implication to that, of course. Who else could drug her with a constant stream of ejaculate/mana? Who else could produce so much of it? Who else could flood two of her three holes in unison, well past her body's ability to keep the fluid inside? Only he had the gift, so only he could truly have the joy of it. "Isn't that right?" Sukuna went on to ask Ereshkigal, only a breath before the execution of his plan to stuff her mouth with his dick.

[Apollymi]

Had Ereshkigal been devious in throwing the newest version of herself to the wolf that was Sukuna? Maybe just a little. She'd found that entire situation to be a bit overstimulating already, and since she knew the effectiveness of his mana would trickle down regardless, she thought to let her newest self have the full breadth of the experience. That being said, that young young version of her, seemed to be very clear about her wants and desires and had no problem facing them nor any problem whatsoever differentiating the idea of what she liked from the sort of trash that Ishtar was.

Speaking of Ishtar, she was getting one more lesson she wouldn't really understand. She didn't know about the connection between 'Mana-transfer' and sex. If she was ever aware of it, it'd been something long since lost from her brain. She looked for men with potency, big dicks, big muscles and power, political and otherwise. Even so, her actions were frowned upon. Silence. She was a person of bad reputation so obviously, those things weren't related right. And what else? He was referring to Kur as his slut, and she was to get it right? Did that mean, he hadn't chosen some more important title to give her? Did that mean she'd been bound to him like an animal? Yes, that was it. He was doing all this talking and showing her all of these things, to prove that he was the man in charge here, and no one else. YES! It all made sense. She obviously was being put down so she'd know her place below him and then... he'd get rid of Kur and place her where she belonged, restoring her now decaying form to all of its glory!

Just the same, that extended tongue of Ereshkigal's other face was treated to a steady influx of mana. "Sia hepd unnpeb yarv," she murmured. She could enjoy this here and now knowing she wouldn't be taking it from anywhere else. This man was hers, as much as she was his, and as such they should indulge in each other. Such a glutton, was the girl who was formerly known as Kur. She'd taken in so much mana, allowing it to travel over her tongue. She'd indulge in the sensation it caused her brain, she'd enjoy the physical sensations of being plowed, she'd even enjoy the constant put downs of Ishtar. She was 'his slut' as she understood the term to work in this case. It wasn't always derogatory. She opened her mouth to speak and suddenly it was full of Sukuna's cock. Those violet eyes of hers widened as her diamond shaped pupils pulsed and the rings around them seemed to spin. Her tongue lavished attention on his shaft as he shoved himself inside, as if she was trying to further milk him. Hungrily one could say, the goddess of death acted hungry. He did like it when they choked earlier, so... she'd do that here and now. All while Ishtar knew in her soul that she was still the one, still chosen!

[Bloodedge]

When Ereshkigal spoke again, she did so in the language of demons. Apparently, Ishtar would never learn. That much had long since become obvious, what with her repeated showings of ignorance and all. Sukuna was well past anything resembling expectations of Ishtar, bar his expectations of her being an idiot, an annoyance, and a target for torture. Ereshkigal, on the other hand, was exclusively the latter of these three things. It didn't seem very torturous at present, however. No, she currently reacted to... pleasure? She consumed his expulsion from both ends of her body, even doing so greedily by the time she was penetrated from both ends again.

What was Sukuna to do? One had no reason to stop plowing the goddess from behind. The other Sukuna may or may not have had a few ideas, though any he had were made irrelevant by the strokes of Ereshkigal's tongue against her mouth's invader. The alleged 'further milking' of Sukuna should have been impossible given his reckless expulsion of mana, but somehow, Ereshkigal was managing to make him expel even greater quantity than what he already literally sprayed into her plugged mouth and ass. Sukuna actually seemed somewhat surprised by this occurrence; it was no doing of his even as he thrusted into both her holes via reflex alone. What was this phenomenon? Well... it was something interesting, certainly.

[Apollymi]

It seemed there was agreement about the nature of Ishtar. All the while the green haired goddess herself, seemed to be beyond learning. So much so, that she thought once more upon hearing the words uttered by this new form of Kur that some kind of extra binding curse was being placed upon Sukuna. Why did he continue to let her assert herself over him. "No. No. No. I'm finally coming back. You can't win. You're no better than me so he's obviously chosen me. As soon as the newness of you wears off... he'll be mine. Stop trying to take him from me, Ku-" Ah, another rant, another tongue bite. This one really didn't know when to give up. It would almost be an admirable trait if she had anything resembling the proper nature to do anything other than whine like a child about it.

In this case, the young woman now rather ominously devouring Sukuna from both ends of her digestive system, seemed to be incapable of offering a reply. Of course, she had no reason to offer a reply, she'd already won. Whatever delusions Ishtar was entertaining, this young woman was already planning to rip out a piece of her soul. And after that was done she was going to let Sukuna find whatever happiness he had left to find in her torture and murder. Ah, but that was fine right? It was fine to let her keep believing even for a second that this day wouldn't end with her death. Just the same the effectiveness of the work of her tongue seemed to do quite a bit towards the sating of her obviously voracious appetite. To be technical as more and more of his mana poured into her, it'd begun to take over all her thoughts. What other effects could it give her? Her heart was already beating far too fast, her brain was working at hyper speed. Actually, she was enjoying this a bit too much. She could easily forget Ishtar's torture for a while. She could easily forget her other self abandoning her to this, she could forget everything but the pure and unadulterated bliss she was being given. Of course, she'd try to give it in return, her tongue moving against his shaft, her throat closing around his manhood at its depths. Even her rectum would seem to pulse and aim to claim him as well. More more more... she needed more and wanted it. She wasn't even sure to what end. There were no great works left, now it was just... fun, but it wouldn't stop her from taking it all in. For however long this would last she would take it, until she had only one thing to say. "Cum..." ah, she also had that little speech based hiccup. There was more to that sentence somewhere, but she couldn't quite get it out given her current hyper brain functionality.