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The Archaeologist, The Succubus, and The Gun (LeftShield x Umbrale)

Ty had closed his eyes under the water. His mind so desperately looking at their connection. It was like a long tunnel that he knew she was at the other end of. What if he just took a peak, went a little deeper into the tunnel to see if she was OK. Quickly he stopped himself though, that wasn't what he agreed on. He wanted her to have space and to be able to have a little freedom. Though now that the space was there Ty could only think about bad things. Wondering if her 'brother' was being truthful, wondering if he really was being played, wondering if he was simply thinking about her like a idiot while she didn't. It wasn't really anything Libi did, rather the night they had that made him think this way. She had seemed so distant and upset, just how his other girlfriends acted before they split. He had nothing but bad experiences in the past and now that something was going good, it hurt at the first sign of bad. All he could do was hope that this was just in his head. He was brought back to reality though when he felt Alira's hands on his shoulder, working out the massive tension he just put on himself. He smiled softly and turned back to her, a soft chuckle coming out at how pitifully cute she looked with her ears down and her silver hair and fur wet. "You're too cute, you know that?" he asked before moving behind her. He lathered his hands with soap and rubbed along her body. His erection pressing between her cheeks while he held her tight. As much as he would enjoy getting off he had ment what he said and their fun was done for tonight. It was a slow shower, more of heavy petting under the warm water than anything. Still they were soon done and Ty could tell she was ready to get out of the shower. Getting out himself he pulled on some clean boxers he had conjured and went to the living room. The large couch lay in wait for him after such a long day and he was eager to accept it. He laid down and stretched out for a moment before looking over to the naked girl standing in front of him. While his life may have been rocky right now there were no denying it's perks. He could only smile and nod for her to come cuddle up next to him. His arm wrapping around her as she laid against him, his body enveloping her in his warmth. Ty closed his eyes soon after and started to drift away, though his last moments of consciousness were of a picture in his mind. A dark warehouse where Ty was chained against a wall. There was only one person he could see and that was Libi, standing in front of him with a knife. Then she stabbed him, straight in the stomach.

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Really the trio gave her no time. She kept trying to talk but another one of them would stuff their cock into her and a loud scream or moan would be the only thing out of her lips. It seemed that was just what she wanted though by the end because she just took to Tag's cock like a lust drunk addict needing their fix. Kyle started to move as she came around his cock, one of his hands spanking her as she did. "Ahhhh! Gods she's cumming already! This girls on cloud fucking nine!" Kyle said slightly laughing before he started to thrust into her clutching pussy. His massive cock pounding against her cervix with every push. Filling her to the literal brim with his man hood. All the while he could feel his brother slowly working her ass from below. Stretching her so wide from both ends that they could feel each other's cocks moving in and out. Kyle didn't pay much mind though, after all he didn't find many women he could let loose on but this little cock hungry girl he sure could. His cock started to pound at her harder, forcing his cock to smack into her with force. His loud grunting while he held her legs on his shoulders filled the room. The way he moved was rough and deep. Josh on the other hand kept his cock buried deep in her ass, unlike his brother he had managed to get his whole length inside her tight tight hole. Kyle enjoyed fucking while Josh liked to take it slower. Still he was finding that hard to do with how her body grabbed at his cock. His hips pushed as far down into the couch as he could before pushing back as deep as he could into her ass. His heavy breathing on her shoulder with wet kisses and licking to her soft skin. Josh was in heaven while Kyle was trying to fuck Libi into heaven. While that was going on though Tag had been using Libi's mouth. Bouncing his fat cock in and out of her plump lips as she tried so hard to take his knot into her mouth. "Fuck! You really want it don't, ugh! You?! Gods she trying to choke herself on my cock. I knew I liked you when I saw you." Tag of course was his normal talkative self. Though she didn't really have any opportunity to talk with his fat rocket pile driving into her mouth. She barley had room to move her tongue around let alone talk. Suddenly Rowin tapped on Tag's shoulder. "Let me have her for a moment." Rowin said as he jerked his cock rather fast. He had felt how perfect her mouth felt but was cut off before. He had been working his cock off to the side, ready to use her but pushed himself to far. Tag didn't say anything and moved away. Rowin quickly took over though, his cock entering her mouth almost as soon as Tag's left. His hands gripped either side of her face and he started to literally fuck her throat. His cock was longer than Tag's but not as thick, making his long tool perfect to slide into her throat over and over and over. His hips humps against her lips and used his hands to pull her back with each thrust. He groaned like a wild man, letting out loud unfiltered moans as his cock pulsed with a heat in her throat. After close to half a minute of brutally using her throat he held her to his crotch and started to cum."GODS!! FUCK!!" was all he could muster to yell before gaining his senses and pulling his cock back. He shot a few strands of his minty seed into her hungry mouth before completely pulling off and finishing cumming on her face. Long, surprisingly cool streaks of cum shot across her pretty visage, painting her white. As he came down from his orgasm he could only rub his softening cock against her cheek and catch his breath. He looked down at her with a smile and gave a soft smack to her cheek with his cock before giving a long stroke to her horn. "Thanks love, really needed that." He said before walking away to take a seat and catch his breath. Though Libi only got a few seconds to catch her breath before Tag took back over. He hadn't gotten off either and was getting closer. His cock continuing to smash into her lips, smearing Rowin's cum across her face as he did. All the while her face was being used her lower half was well taken care of. The bull brothers were not alternating, fast and hard one would pull out and the other would push in. Constantly fucking one hole at a time but every once in a while filling her all at once to give her that stuffed feeling. Kyle was having a hard time holding back. Having a woman he knew could take his cock but still going slow was actually painful. Yet Josh was in his own heaven now. Never having been completely in a girls ass before and was starting to lose himself as well. His hips moved faster, rougher. He still wasn't as rough as his brother but of he was fucking her tight little hole well. The trio went on for thirty minutes, constantly fucking her and showing no signs of cumming. While they surely couldn't go as long as Ty, these boys had stamina for none demons. The other three though would work themselves up and come over when they got close. Most of the time using her mouth, cumming half in her mouth and then painting the rest of her body white. Her face, breast and stomach were now covered in the men's seed. After every time someone came though they'd thank her. While they were very much using her- oh how they were using her -they still acted like she was a person and tried their best to get her off or give her what she wanted. Though it was getting to that point, the massive logs of cocks throbbed bellow her while Tag started to really push his hips into her and pant like a mutt in heat. He looked down and could only gaze at her taking his cock. There was no doubt about it, he was actually about to knot her mouth.
 
A laugh, a giggly little thing that was almost too adorable, had the drenched kitten peering up at him. "I try...", she paused, then tilted her head, before frowning up two his gaze."...Are we clean yet?" Alira inquire softly, almost disgruntled; wanting to be out of this agonizing falling water. Her question was answered, promptly, however, when he began to lather her up. She would've purred under his touch, had she not hated what was going on with the water. Rain? Indoors? Preposterous! It was bad enough when water fell from the sky! Yet, she endured it, and when she was rinsed off, returned the favor to him. At one point, she dropped the soap, and scooped it up in her tail; continuing, but using her tail as an extra appendage. Her arms and hands washed over his upper-body, while her fluffy, now-sudsy tail washed him below; she was the perfect shower partner! Order your neko-like wyverness today! Hell, Ty could market her on cuteness alone; but that's against the point. As for right now, they exited the shower, but Ty promptly left her, wandering out in his confused thought-trance already. Standing there, miserable and soaked, she whined for a few minutes, and glanced around; eventually determining that those mats hung-up by the wall were for drying oneself. Once she was finished wiping herself down, she found her fur fluffed up ridiculously; but also found brushes to fix that.

After a while, she left the bathroom; her fur looking more luxuriously soft,then when she had even arrived. At his invitation--her gaze drifting over with a light blush--she rushed to his side; jumping onto the couch. There, her playful purr slipped free, and she snuggled up against his chest, wrapping her own arms about his. Hell, if Ty kept up lovin' on her, he'd have his own kitty-cat, before too long. Tired from the day, though, on constant-energy and un-ending enthusiasm, she proved the old rule. Two modes: full-sprint, and sleep. Thus, she passed out in his grasp, quickly asleep under his protective arm. Later, after Ty had passed out, the girls arrived home, and spotting the two, bit back murmurs of how adorable it was. Alira certainly could beautify anything up with a touch of absurd cuteness. The half-elf, and Ty's sister snuck through the room successfully, and entered their own private area. Retiring for the night, the apartment grew quiet...

...minus Tyson's snores.​

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The spank only added it to it all; if there was even more that could be added. Here the succubi was, railed between two massive rods, that stuffed and stretched her body so deliciously. Not two mention her forward momentum only speared her onto Tag's throbbing canine schaft, pounding away at her lips with his massive knot; eager to use that breeding tool to pump but a massive load down her enthusiastic throat. Thus, she was a bit surprised, when Tag pulled out--loud, panting cries of pleasure escaping her, as the bull-brothers took their pleasure--and Rowin replaced him. She looked just a bit dazed, but when he grabbed the sides of her face, her eyes flitted up to lock on his. That eager, sultry, and intimate eye-contact fueling the passion between the two, as he began fucking away at her throat. For once, in the deep lust of her mind, she found herself blank, utterlessly fuck-drunk, and eager for every bit more she could get. If she could--if her hips weren't practically numb, the sensation of the boys twin cocks(and Kyle's most prominently, bombarding her cervix so roughly, she was surprised he hadn't filled her womb yet)--she would have been shoving herself back, begging more from her bovine-human lovers. But, when her mouth was suddenly stuffed once more with seed, she eagerly drank it down, moaning an incoherant mess, when he pulled out to lace that pearly whiteness across her visage. It only made her look all the more sultry; her blushing cheeks, coated in his seed, eyes half-lidded, gazing up with ever-present need.

She couldn't even react with a proper 'thank you' for the pleasure he gave her, before Tag returned to her face. This time, he grew savage, and started to push her lips down on him, with every barraging thrust. Brutal, rough, painful, ecstatic, shooting lightning bolts of arousal up her spine. It was all so beautiful, so perfect... then she felt the hot strands of more seed lacing across her body; her breasts, face, hair, even her fit stomach being criss-crossed with that essence-of-ecstacy. She was losing it, for the first time in a while, she knew--her wings fluttering under her, between her and one of her bovine lovers--and she could only moan happily about it, as her mind clouded over. Her restraint lost, and this barrage of seed, of male pleasure; all of it was driving her crazy. Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazycrazycraz---Her back arched, a scream of erotic tension reaching its peak, at the feeling of her bull-ish lover's cocks pulsing. She flew over the edge, and the world imploded in her mind; a near-audible 'whump' as her control failed. Pheromones exploded from her, and hit the building in an intangible shockwave; everyone on the damn block would be dry-humping the closest being or soft object in their vicinity. Hell, even Ty, through that narrow tunnel of their link--if he hadn't been asleep, at least--would get an erection so painstakingly hard, that it wouldn't be a surprise, if the manhood tore through his boxers. This spoke nothing to the males at the center of the unearthly blast; something that succubi... definitely weren't capable of, at least, in anything near that capacity. But to a different point, both her holes clutched about her loving new bovine friends, fitting like eager gloves about them, with a near-convulsing feat to acquire their vital seed.
 
The group was on cloud nine. Most of them had only done simple things like missionary and doggy before with one woman. With a exception for Rowin and the twins. Tonight though they had filled their wildest dreams, practically using Libi as a doll. Though that normally wouldn't even be that exciting if it wasn't for how she was reacting. After ever load that painted her body, every thrust that filled her completely, every centimeter getting closer to pushing his fat knot in her mouth, she seemed to enjoy it more than them. Her eagerness for sex and to be used to pleasure them was just crazy. It had them cumming over and over, that was the non beast three. The beast three had been building up their lust. A literal explosion building in their loins as they thrust. In fact all they could do was pant and moan now. Not even Tag's smart mouth was spitting anything other than wolfy whines as he continued to fuck Libi's mouth with vigor. Kyle and Josh were stuffing Libi, not only Kyle moving fast and hard into her but even Josh from under her. Her ass was being speared over and over while Josh bucked his hips down and then back up. He practically was breaking the couch with how hard he used his hips but in the moment nothing mattered besides absolutely flooding Libi with his seed. Then it all hit them, Libi came yet again but a actual physical wave of something hit them. It looked like someone had sprayed air freshener in the room it was so thick. Before anyone could say anything though they all got a wild look in their eyes. Just in Libi's sight she'd be able to see the three that had been rubbing off to get another go at her mouth became painfully hard. As if the sexiest thing they'd ever seen had appeared in front of them. The beast trio all stopped for a moment and tensed before letting out a mixture of moans, screams, and curses before they started to fuck Libi like they were trying to break her. The twins hips were moving near Kal speeds while they thrust into Libi's used holes. Their cocks smacking against her deepest parts viciously. Tag even growled slightly and gripped Libi's face like Rowin had earlier. He slammed her quickly over and over against his knot, with each push it seemed that the impossible task of his fat knot pushing into her mouth was becoming possible. "FUCK!! AAAAAHHHH!!" Tag roared and with a final thrust he pushed his cock as deep as he could before feeling her warm, wet mouth envelope him completely. Cum, poured down her throat, like a literal hose of cum had be turned on in her mouth. It was a succubi's dream, cumming so hard and fast that some had even managed to trickle out her nose. At the same time though she wouldn't be able to exactly focus. The twins moo'd loudly and erupted inside of her. Cum was being pushed into her womb over and over and over and over again. If he could have fit his cock inside her completely he probably would have actually been inflating her stomach with the sheer volume but instead it seemed to pour with every gush onto the couch under them. Josh though just held himself as deep as he could into Libi and came, letting her twitching, tight hole work his cock for him as he was pretty sure he was going to pass out anyway. Finally our three on lookers who occasionally jumped in pushed their way to Libi only in time to just start cumming on her. Face, stomach, breast, thighs, every part of her was being covered in their warm thick seed. Not only that but the blast had made those three cum multiple times. Over and over the succubi was shot with cum in every possible place. Soon the boys feel off, some figuratively, some literally. Kal passing out and laying on the floor. Rowin having to take a breather in the corner and sit down. Jerry on his chair, letting his body go completely lax. Kyle had pulled out and could only moo over and over as he sat on the other end of the couch catching his breath. Eventually Tag's knot shrunk and he was able to pull out of her mouth. Simply falling to his ass in front of her and smiling as he looked up to the roof. Josh was letting Libi lay on him as he recovered himself, though he also was covered in the cum that ran off Libi onto him. That wasn't a problem though as Josh was secretly bisexual and the feeling of his mates cum on him was the perfect icing on the perfect cake of a night for him. The boys huffed and puffed as they tried to get themselves in order but failed miserably. All except Tag who shook his head and looked over at her. "By the gods....who are you?"

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Ty stirred feeling something moving in his lap. A groggy groan coming from his lips at being woke up. He had a little bit of a hangover at the moment and was still to sleepy to cure it with magic. Last thing he wanted was to use magic and burn down the shop while he was trying to make his headache go away. So he opened his eyes looking around, a smile coming to his face at the cute little cat girl in his arms sleeping peacefully. He started to get up before noticing that Alira's thighs were stick, the front of his boxers were damp, and he was sporting a large erection. "What the fuck?..." Ty whispered to himself before getting up and making his way to the bathroom. He looked himself over and sure enough it looked like he had a wet dream in the night. He couldn't believe it, a wet dream? He was almost thirty and gained a lot more control over his body recently but that apparently didn't matter as it seemed his cock had a plan of it's own in the night. Still while his cock was hard he wasn't exactly horny. He felt like he was gaining more control over his libido. Almost like a switch he could turn off and on. Every morning there was something new it seemed, his hand waved over the boxers, sending them into very tiny particles of ash before going into the shower. He needed a warm shower to wake him up but also to think. He was still tired though so he simply turned on the hot water and sat down in the large shower. Leaned back against the tiled wall and closing his eyes. He had to talk to Rhea today, he wanted to talk to Kimmie, his first training with Alira today, and then there was the black cloud over his mind. Did he tell her? Did he act like everything was OK? Ty didn't know if he could trust the woman he was having deep feelings for and it was putting mountains of stress on him. In that moment though it didn't mater if she was using him for some plot or not. He just wanted to see her again, to make up last night and hold her under the hot water. He chuckled at how amazing this blazing hot water felt now. He really wondered what Libi had changed him to. "Lib?........Libi?...Hey you awake? Can you even hear me?....Libi?" The last time he called her name it almost sounded like a plea, not that he was in danger or needed her urgently but more of a 'Gods do I just need you right now.'
 
It was all too much. Gods, was it all too much. An overwhelming amount of pleasure, of pain, of a sheer roughness, that it drowned out everything she could have thought normal. Lost in the haze of ecstacy, she barely noted the knot pressing past her lips; locking Tag's canine cock in her throat, as it began to diluge her. She swallowed as fast as she could, but even a succubi was not equal to the power of a canine's knotted climax. Yet, only a bit could escape her lips, so the pent-up pressure of that hot seed overflowed her, and had nowhere else to go, but out her nose. Gods, was he good, though, the taste, the heat, the... her body quivered. She felt the bovine-boys tensing, their thrusts becoming choppy and ruthlessly hard. Ramming into her--if she wasn't a succubi, she'd be painfully bruised from it all--so roughly, that it was a wonder she didn't break between them. Yet, she took them both, every inch of Josh, stuffing it into her ass, before that liquid heat was coaxed for. Erotic cries couldn't even be voice, behind the knot stuffing her mouth like a baseball; but the stifled scream could still be heard, just out the corners of it. Of course, that was from Kyle's climax, pumping that hot, delicious, seed, deep into her womb. It filled her, and caused her stomach to swell slightly from it all; the sheer amount causing her eyes to roll back in the sensation. It was all so wonderful, so astounding, and gods, did she love it. But it wasn't to end there, as she was suddenly showered in cum, too, the lacy white essence coating her entire body in a multitude of blasts. Hot, wrong... no, so good... so very good. Libi just soaked it in for a few long moments, laying atop Kyle, as her body shivered. Gods, she needed this. She needed all of it, and she had gotten it.

Eventually, she heard Ty's question, and she simply laughed aloud; a giggling fit that tore up from her abdomen. Oh, if he only knew... she paused for a second, and her eyes opened. Why couldn't she? He wouldn't care. Hell, it didn't mean much, to him. No reason not to. The succubi lifted her head,and gave him a lopsided, giddy smile. "My name is... Libidine. I'm a...dem... succubi." She paused, and fixed him with one eye at a time, one red, dull, and the color of her hair, while the other gleamed with an inner electricity, a pulsing blue-violet. Before she would answer, she rose from Kyle's unconscious form, and with a flick of her wrist, formed a business card. Of course, it wasn't hers! If a succubi had a business card, then what kind of respectable succubi would she be?! Another soft giggle, and he crouched, placing the card with Jess' business name, address, and phone number; scrawled magically on the back was Libi's own addition; "Come on by sometime, Cutie." It wasn't long before the demoness rose again, and turned, presenting Tag with her cum-drenched, oozing-seed form. The next words that left her lips hung in the air, like cobwebs in a dusty crook. Even as she said them, she blew him a kiss, and faded from view; dissipating away into a purple mist, like some angel having blessed them with that bountiful night.

"I'm the fucked-up offspring of the two most bat-shit-crazy gods this side of the pantheon."​

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The second those words were uttered, the very moment his vocal cords tensed for it, she formed; almost as if she had been awake, waiting for his call. Immediately, she formed in front of him, and before he could say a word, she lunged forward, arms wrapping about his neck. Libi only hugged him for a few long moment, before pulling back, and gazing up to his eyes."Thank you...", she murmured softly, leaning up to plant a gentle, almost loving, kiss on his lips."...For last night. I know it wasn't right, but... I had a lot of fun...", strangely enough, she sounded more thankful than guilty; honestly happy for the experience that he had given her. It allowed her to just destress, and let-go; simply let herself devolve into orgasmic bliss for the whole time. She enjoyed her moments with Ty, of course, and he held something that no amount of people could ever fullfill; but others had just the same. He held a tangible spot, the one anchor, but there was still a raging sea about that tender hold; no matter how strong or enticing it was.
 
Ty was a little caught off guard when Libi suddenly formed in front of him and pounced on him. The feel of her arms wrapped around his body was enough to bring a smile to his face. Sex was great, in fact with Libi in his life he really appreciated it more than just pleasure. Though nothing was better for Ty than affection. That sweet caring feeling he got when for just a moment someones whole world revolved around you. They wanted to see you smile, to see you happy. Feeling her hug him if only for a split second made him feel so good. At the same time though, terrible, because the sad truth was this may have all been a game to her. Ty kissed her back, leaning into her lips before she pulled away, a almost somber smile on his face as he looked at her. In fact looking at him it was pretty obvious that something was wrong. Yet even if Libi went diving through his brain she wouldn't find a reason. "You don't need to thank me Libi. As much as I think it's rather hot when you call me master, I'm not really your master. I'm your bond mate, your partner. I'm not going to lock you up and tell you to sit and be quiet like a good girl. You have freedom, you have free will, you have.....your own choices." Ty stopped and looked down and away from her. There was obvious pain in Ty's face, he had been in this position so many times before. Having been lied to or feeling cheated. The words of the blue demon rang in his head. Do not confront her, if she knows you and your family will be in danger. In fact the words actually seemed to be having a effect on him. If he was more adapt with magic he would tell the almost mental worm driving his suggestions. What he had not expected though when he put that worm there was something Ty didn't even know. His lineage, that power that seemed amplified with high emotions. As he prepped himself for such heart break his eyes glowed that shinning gold and he could feel his worries of telling her melt away. The worm he had placed was actually being burned out letting Ty decide for himself, he needed this. He couldn't go on days, if not weeks not knowing if what he said was true.

He suddenly moved quick. His hands gripping her wrist like that first night with Jess. He pinned her against the bottom of the shower, holding her there like he didn't want her to move. At first it may have seemed like he was about to take her. That he just had a moment of lust and needed to have her right then and now. His face though did not say that, he looked slightly angry but with a heavy sadness behind his bright golden eyes. He knew she could leave, that she could mist out from under him and go hold a knife to Kimmie's throat. She could do what she wanted but he had to have faith that what he felt wasn't fake. That she cared about him and wasn't using him, he had to believe it because simply what else was there if he lost her? "Have you been telling me the truth? Whenever I ask you questions are you telling me the truth Libi?" He had a stern voice but didn't want to yell, he didn't want to wake up the other three. Though his voice was slightly shaky from the adrenaline he felt. "You really don't know what I am? What you've changed me too? What about Jesse James? Were you really his lover or did you try and turn him into a slave for you? Why do you have these guards up from me? I open my mind to you, but I can't look around your head?" Ty's face twisted for a moment before he closed his eyes, the water pouring off his back and shrouding them in a hot steam but as he opened his eyes a tear fell from them and landed on her cheek. He wasn't sobbing like he had in that elevator. He simply couldn't hold his composure under all this pressure. ".....A-are you using me? For something that I'm to dumb to understand? I can't.....I don't wanna believe that, I wanna believe that for the first time in years I care about someone and they genuinely care about me back. I want to believe you're not using me and that you care about me because I know you do! I know you care I seen it, I've....I've felt it......... I don't want this to be a lie...I have two questions for you....Have you been holding out information from me, and do you have a brother?" His grip on her wrist was weak now, even shaky. He tried desperately to hold onto his dominant persona and get the answers but the plain truth of it was he was scared. He was scared that she was going to say it was all true.

He was scared that the woman he loved was using him.​
 
A slight frown came to Libi's lips, as she noticed something was bugging him. Despite how happy he had just seemed, murmuring her freedoms back to the succubi, he know sunk in, became dark, and depressed. Instantly, her hand came up, stroking lightly over his chin with her thumb. Her other hand moved up to his chest, lying lightly against it; almost rubbing, in small circles."Ty? What's---", she was cut off when she noticed his golden eyes; her own hues widening."...Ty... ", she murmured, but didn't continue it, when she was so suddenly grabbed. Libi didn't have the time to fight back, before she was driven to the ground, pinned in the shower, without a moment's notice. Of course, her mind normally would have gone right to the gutter; she would have arched her back, and mindlessly encouraged him, but now she was transfixed on his eyes. Those only lit up when he was strong emotion... what was it he wanted? What had hurt him enough to draw out the strange power that he had? It both scared the succubi, and drew out her latent curiosity; knowing it had something to do with what he was. Whatever, he was. It wasn't as if Libi had the slightest clue; or, if she did, she obviously didn't feel like giving up that information. But, that was beside the point, a he bombarded her with questions.

At first, she looked hurt, offended, and the succubi opened her mouth as if to retort against him rudely, but was prompt to shut it. As he rambled on, and inquired all the more of her, she looked away; eyes finding anywhere to be, other than in a meeting with his. She waited until, he was done, remaining silent, until then. After a moment more, for a pause of consideration, she finally started. "I do have a brother.", she was prompt to respond, but only elaborated a bit farther on that."...But he's cunning, and more akin to a devil than a incubi..." That was all she would give up on him, for now, as she directed her attention to his other questions. The tone of her voice, the steel coldness in it, was the only sign to Ty that she was truthful; as it sounded like she had no reason to lie. In fact, she almost seemed too honest. "...I don't know what you are. I don't even know if I'm what changed you. I might have just acted like a catalyst... triggering something inside of you...", once more, she explained to him, before further elaborating. "...I haven't been holding information from you... but that's because you don't ask questions that I need to hide from. Everything you've asked, I've never had a reason to lie..." Another pause, and the succubi swallowed down a lump of anxiety. When she finished, she bit down on her lip; holding the long silence. Eventually, she split it, and her tone was much, much softer. "Jesse James...", her voice cracked on his name, and she cleared her throat softly, before continuing, "...was the only man I ever loved... Succubi aren't supposed to love..." It was noteworthy, the past-tense she used, and the following explanation, as if to deny him what he sought in her. As she continued, the demoness' tone picked up, becoming hurt, and aching, something pained within her. Despite that, her hand came up, and was placed on Tys chest again, putting a firm press upwards, as if to move him upwards. Despite the confident, almost angry tone in her voice on the next line, her hand was quivering. While it was clear that she wanted to, Libi exerted almost no force on her bond-mate, and her hand was noticeably shaking against him. "He... trusted me...He put his faith in me...", she finally turned to him, and Ty would find both of her eyes aflame; the crimson washed in a fire of her anger and pain, the azure-violet twinkling with the sorrowful pluckings of her emotion. From only that blue eye drifted down tears, staining her cheek, in stark contrast to her normal look.

...He---believed---in me...​
 
Ty listened to her unmoving voice, the way she looked away from him and gave every answer cold and efficiently. Letting him know that what she said was never a lie. He felt the tension slightly lift when she didn't move. She wasn't going and killing everyone in the apartment, at the very least it seemed the brother had lied to him about somethings. Especially when she talked of Jesse, the way her voice cracked and just how she said it. She wasn't lying, she loved him. The look in her eyes said it all, he had seen them alight one at a time, that crimson rage, that passion blue. The way she looked now though with both of them glowing like little suns gave his trust back. He looked down, feeling her shaky hand pushing on his chest. "Libi.....I.." He stopped himself swallowing before he pulled away. He rolled off of her, sitting under the gentle torrent of warm water. It was quiet for a bit more as he tried to find the right words to say. "......He said you tried to steal his soul...Jesse's....That you were trying to do the same thing to me and that if I confronted you, you'd kill Kimmie, Jess, and Alira..." Ty wiped his face of the water and few tears that had escaped him during his emotional talk. "I didn't believe him but I did need time to think...I don't believe him Libi but, I had to be safe, it wasn't just me it was Kimmie and Jess. I had to make sure they were safe. Libi....as much as I've tried to not trust you, after our first night together and how I wasn't in control. How little I know about your past and how much damn control I give you over me. As much as I tried to not trust you, I do....more than myself." Ty shook his head and ran his hand through his wet hair. "If it's not one thing it's another. This past week has been the best and most chaotic week of my life...Please don't hate me....I know I can be naive and stupid sometimes but gods am I trying. I.....I don't know... I don't really know what else to say now."

He sat quietly under the water for a moment before turning back to her. "You really loved him? Jesse?" He asked wanting to try and connect with her more. Currently they were two people who had amazing sex and a connection. That wasn't all Ty wanted though, he wanted to know her. To be a lot more than someone she fucks. His question had a ting of jealousy about it but he really wanted to know. His hand dropped down on the floor and laid over top of hers. I'm sorry...I shouldn't have lashed out at you. It's just, you must understand right? That feeling that you've never been happier and then all of a sudden it's threatened. Your happiness might be taken from you and it scares you, it scared me....I'm sorry." He took a deep breath as to recompose himself before backing up against the wall again. He wanted to be close to Libi again, to hold her like before, kiss her perfect lips. He wanted to but he didn't want to push her away. He had just accused her of using him, of using Jesse. He was pretty sure the last thing she wanted right now was him cuddling and kissing her. "He's something else, your brother. He talked to me mentally but...I don't know he slowed down time for me? Like I was a ghost in the world talking to ghostly him. He was waiting for a moment that you'd be looking away, have your block up so he could talk to me. He said he'd contact me again....that me and him would come up with a plan to capture you. Why is your brother lying to me and trying to get me to capture you? What does he really want?"
 
Libi only stayed silent through his apology. Stoic and quiet, she stood in front of him; eyes having strayed away again but a moment after meeting his. She'd rather not show him the emotion that flashed between her eyes, that pain and misery in his mistrust that it had given her. She understood now, that her words had garnered back that trust, but she didn't care. At first, she thought to forgive him, bu how could she? Not only had he been tricked, but he had so easily been tricked! Almost gullible-ly, almost as if he wanted an excuse. He trusted her brother, whom appeared out of the blue(hehe), and decided to throw lies at him. He trusted that devil more-so than he did her, apparently. At least, for that brief window. How could she forgive something like that? How could she push past the fact that he had been so open, so recieving, to such a simple lie? What would he have done, if her brother had simply told him to lock her away; to sever the line, before it too late? Would she have been doomed? If it was so easy to stupify, to fool, confuse, and use her bond-mate, then what was the point? This was almost more detrimental, than it was helpful. She was free, for now, but what would happen if someone more conniving came around? What would happen if someone sought to use him, to make him a pawn in their game?

What if it had already happened?​

A sigh, a soft, mournful thing that came from her lips, as the hot water trailed over them. At least that soft, thudding, that pounding of a million missiles, broke the tension to some extent. She had yet to tell him, as there had been no reason, but Libi loved the rain. The demoness might have been born of lust and cries, to an ecstacy of kindled meaning, which harmonized in her soul; but she loved the quiet. The peace, and calm, that came with a storm, for in chaos, one could find peace unlike any other. "Yeah...", she murmured, confessing her love for James, without elaborating any farther. It was pretty obvious that was a sore thought; and true enough, Jesse was dead, after all. Then, that murmur of her understanding, and she snapped. Turning her head only enough to direct the crimson orb upon him, she growled out, "No. No, I wouldn't know. I would've garnered more trust in those that brought about that happiness. For, what reason would they have to give it in the first place, if it was for 'naught?" That voice again, that dark dependency that drew forth, almost from the depths of that crimson orb. Upon finishing, however, she directed it away from him, with another sigh; although this time, it seemed rather forced. Oh, all the rain in the world couldn't calm this moment."...My brother sided... well, he leaned towards cunning and charismatic tendencies; his magic is beyond anything I can achieve. But, conversely, I always won our wrestling matches...", she paused at his question as to why he would be targetting her, and she offered up a shake of her head. It was a long moment, before she whispered out, "He was my first... We were each other's first. For succubi, that's a big thing...He got it in his head that I owed him; that I was to be his, and no others. To be tied-down securely, isn't how succubi, or incubi, should live, and I tried to explain that to him, but...", she paused, and shook her head again, closing her eyes in an almost pained expression."...He didn't think so. I fled into this mortal world, after I was summoned, thank-the-gods-luck. I fucked my summoner, to...", another pause, as if she resisted saying something, before turning her head away again."...a point where I could escape the contract... before fleeing around the world. He gave chase, but I found safety in Jesse... for a time...", finally, she stopped, and winced her eyes shut. It was another long moment, before they cracked open again. Once more, the crimson flame found his eyes, and the succubi eeked out, "I guess I'm prone to making the same mistake..."
 
Ty listened to her talk, he just kept his head hung slightly and looked away. It wasn't the tone that made him feel shame but what he had did. She was right, they had a life bond and that ment something, he was suppose to trust her but he let someone he never met talk him into doubt. Was he really that gullible? Could he be persuaded so easily to doubt his friends and family? A deep shame poured over him as she talked down to him in that demonic voice. He stayed quiet though, listening to her past and who this guy was. What Ty got was that he was in the mindset that Libi was his. His soulmate that belonged to him and only him. So that ment that he'd been tracking Ty down to most likely separate him from Libi. There was only one way that he knew that could accomplish that, his death. Ty could only look back over at her when she chastised him again. His sad face trying to convey how he felt but was failing. "Libi I-....never mind..... We'll have to talk more about him later. It seems that he's not stopping at just playing with my mind. So maybe think up ways to...capture him? Send him to hell or something like that. I don't know how far you want to take this but it's your brother so it's your choice what we do." Ty pushed himself up off the floor and turned off the water. Opening the door and grabbing a towel from outside to dry himself off. He wanted to keep apologizing, saying how it was just to protect the other girls and that he still came to her and so on. He wanted her to be OK with him but what right did he have? He considered she was using him after all she'd done to him. All because some blue guy knew a bit about Libi. He betrayed the trust of the person who he should have trusted the most, he had no right for a apology. "I was planning on going and seeing Rhea today. Maybe we can have her people track down...what's his name? I didn't catch it? Anyhow she could find him so he's not holding all the cards. Oh and I know I'm not your favorite person right now, but don't block me out mentally. That was the moment he striked at me and I have no mental defenses. I feel like if he wanted to put me in a coma it wouldn't be hard....I'll go get get the girls up....."

Ty walked out of the bathroom, forming some black cargo shorts and after opening the kitchen window and feeling the heat he formed a red tank top. He decided that with how drunk Jess had gotten last night that it would be a good morning for some waffles. After last night he should have been in a great mood. Besides his and Libi's distance last night it had been a blast. One of the first party nights he had in a very long time. Though fighting with Libi really put a damper on the usual curious and talkitive Ty. If there was one thing in the world that shut Ty up, it was Libi's anger. Ty whipped up some batter and found a waffle iron to use. Waiting until a few were done to wake anyone else up. A strange quiet had formed while he cooked. Most likely akin to both him and Libi having something to think about. A new problem had surfaced and they needed to think of how to stop it. While usually he would have been questioning her on ways to stop this madness, today was obviously different. After a while and a few waffles having been made, Ty went over to the couch and looked over, smiling at the sleeping form of his new compatriot. Ty's hand gently petted back her hair and itched slightly at her ear. She was so damn adorable, though at the moment he remembered last night and he wished he hadn't. Sure Libi had her own fun last night so there was no shame in what he did with Alira. But it was with Alira, who Libi didn't like and after having fought with Ty she probably didn't want to see him eating her out or feel just how hard he came. Ty didn't want her to feel that either, he just hopped she was looking the other way in their link. "Time to get up Kitten. We got a big day." He said quietly to her. Walking away from her he headed to Jess's room and just opened her door. After the new relationship he had with Jess and just how OK with their relationship Kimmie was, he didn't really even think to knock. After all there was nothing in there he hadn't seen. "Girls? You up? Breakfast is ready?" Ty asked peeking around the door.
 
Libi only sighed once more, shaking her head as she stepped out of the shower next to him. A murmur of incoherent words beneath her breath, and the liquid evaporated from her skin, even as she left the room. Gods, he was a clutz when it came to emotions. He couldn't say a damned thing, without making one thing better, and the other oh-so worse. It was a strange feeling, the simultaneous anger, and gratification of the way he spoke. It made her feel recovered, but also destroyed; something about it all tearing her apart. Why couldn't he just be simpler? With those thoughts milling about her mind, she turned, and stopped him in the shower doorway. The cargo shorts he had formed were... off. Tilted just a bit, and twisted to the left. Apparently Ty' depth perception and axis was a bit off. Stepping forward, she reached down, and grasped at the waist of the clothing; righting them on him. Her eyes still didn't rise to meet his, but they didn't need to, for now. This was the best he was going to get, anywhere near the effect of an apologetic-acceptance. "Do you really think that's a good idea? The last three nights have been nothing but chaos and misconstrued ideas. Why rush into just another quarrel?" Another soft sigh, and Libi shook her head, patting down those black shorts almost compassionately."...Especially in times of undue transition, it can be best to take one step back; and two steps forward. Even you need to to relax...And I wouldn't exactly call last night relaxing...", she explained, before simply turning away, heading for the living room. Just as promptly as it had begun, its seemed to have ended. Even as he began to cook, she didn't pay him much mind; watching him create the food, but her mind was elsewhere. So many places other than where it should be.

With any luck, though, Alira would have taken Ty's mind off from it, as cute as she was. She only stirred at his beginning touch, but when he scratched across her ear, her breathing hitched, and almost subconsciously, her body hitched upwards; pressing into that hand. A mewl escaped her lips, as her eyes fluttered open, only to find his."Mornin' already? Nya...", she gave a soft yawn, and almost reluctantly pulled away, to sit up."...I was having a nice dream, too.... At first, I was snuggling up against this nice, warm blanket, but then it got kinda stiff... and after a while, it got sticky too... I was all wrapped up in it, so it felt weird, but kind of good, nice and cozy...", she almost whined, before cracking a tiny smile. Dropping forward, onto the floor, she stretched slowly, oh-so-much-akin to a cat, with her ass rising high into the air, for all to see.

It wouldn't bother Ty for long, as he directed his attention so brazenly into the girl's rooms. His voice called out to them, luckily, before he spotted the girls. They were curled up on the bed, bodies together... in stark nakedness. Their clothes lay in a misshapen trail from the door; and their bodies were intertwined. Both straddled the other's leg, with Kimmie being hid beneath Jess' slightly taller form. Just for how teasingly long, was the world going to keep his sister's naked form hidden from him?! Nevertheless, Jess' sleepy gaze rose from Ty's dear-sister's cleavage, to spot him. Immediately, a vibrant flush came to her cheeks... but... she didn't seem to expressedly hide herself. She seemed plenty embarrassed, but... there was no effort at all to pull the covers under them. Instead, she offered a nod, and bit down on her lip; vaguely gesturing with her head for him to leave, before she would awaken her lover beneath the herself.

It was a long few minutes of remaining silence, before the girls finally surfaced from their room. Of course, with how late they had arrived home the night before, they weren't exactly fresh. Both of their hair was un-kept, and Jess' flowed down in a waterfall, to grace her shoulders. Of course, Kimmie's mess of blue locks seemed almost to be fading; revealing the raven-haired short-mass beneath. His darling sister wore only the most provocatively girly clothing yet... a long nightshirt, whom's end rested just below her thighs. Conjured up, of course, none of them had a shirt that large. Jess, on the other hand, had an soft brown robe wrapped about her; cleavage poking enticingly from among it's fluffy opening. The two flanked Ty into the kitchen, and eagerly dished up their plates with waffles. What surprise would Ty achieve, when he so promptly recieved a kiss on both cheeks; the two girls leaning up to plant them simultaneously on the male. There was no way they could still be drunk..." Thanks for breakfast, Ty...", a loud yawn from the half elf, before she shanked-off a chunk of waffle, and bit into it; an almost orgasmic moan to follow. "...Delicious...." Kimmie stood but a step to the side; digging into it herself, with more a ravenous hunger than an appeal to the taste. Alira had grabbed her own plated a moment earlier; and was sitting atop the counter, shoving waffles happily into her mouth, with her hands. At one point, she blinked in surprise, and met Ty's eyes; half a waffle hanging from her mouth. Without breaking eye contact, she drew it into her behind her lips, with but the skill of her mouth; almost nibbling it up like a rabbit, with a carrot. Upon completion, she offered him that adorably sheepish smile, accompanied by a tilt to her head.
 
Ty prepared himself for a long day. With Libi this upset with him he would always be looking for a way to make up with her. Most people would just stay persistent in their ideas, saying that it was right to be cautious to protect the others. They would be angry with Libi and wait for her apology. That, or they would simply move on from the incident. After all Ty was surrounded by three gorgeous women who after last night liked him very much. Why dwell on one of them when three others would be hanging off his every word? Some people would think that way but those people wouldn't really care. While he had stupidly doubted Libi's intentions, he knew his were true. That even with all of these women around him, all of the sex and lust, his eyes and mind were always drawn back to her. He knew that this red head in front of him was supposed to be of pure lust but she was starting to care for him in a different way. He knew that when he said he thought he was falling in love with her, it wasn't all just slip of the tongue. Libi was on his mind always and when they slowed down and he could be close to her, no feeling came close to it. So it didn't matter what others would have done in his situation, he was going to find the best way to apologize. Though before he could leave the room she stopped him, moving in front of him and grabbing his waist band. While she avoided his eyes he didn't look away from her. She talked about slowing down, taking it easy. She was right, the past week had been crazy to say the least. Losing his humanity, literally. Meeting her, learning of Mythics, being hired by Rhea. The shop, Jess, Kimmie's magic, Roaric and that kidnapping, golden flames and a arch demon. His week had more action than his entire life and he had almost died multiple times. Now there was this brother and he wanted to take him on. Thinking that he had to, they still had to figure out the bombing, oh and he wasn't even ready to dive into the golden flames and this Ouroborous thing. Life was hectic, he needed to slow down and let things come to him for the moment. He smiled for a moment while he stared at the top of her head. He was the one who asked questions and got careless, overwhelmed with new things. She was his anchor, making him stop and think, making him take things slow and to look before jumping. He wondered how he ever lived without her.

After the girls had finally come out and grabbed their breakfast Ty broke his silence that had been building between him and Libi. Letting their slight tension not ruin the morning for everyone else. A smile coming to his lips at the girls simultaneous kiss on either cheek. With every passing day he felt like he was slipping into the twos relationship. Turning their couple into a triangle. While he'd never actually try and steal Jess away from Kimmie, he didn't mind being involved once in a while. With his growing feelings for Kimmie that want was growing as well. Peeking his head into Jess's room and seeing their naked bodies tangled together only drove that mindset home. Damn did he want them. Still his morning wasn't about getting laid, if anything he had enough sex the past few days. Libi was right, last night wasn't relaxing. As much as this household seemed to be covered in some high intense pheromone that kept everyone who walked in horny, it was time to relax. To just go through the days normally for a bit and let what happens happens instead of hunting it. Ty put two waffles on a plate with a bit of syrup to the side and turned. His eyes being caught on the kitty dragon slurping up a soft waffle with a absolutely mind melting cute smile to her as she ate. Alira was a god damn anime come to life, the appetite of a hundred men but never showed a single ounce of fat on her body. She fought, used magic, and was the most adorable neko this side of the universe. Gods was he glad she seemed to take a liking to him because he was infatuated with her. Ty chuckled and dipped his thumb in the syrup on his plate before putting his thumb to her lips to suck on. "They taste even better with that, it's syrup. Though it's sticky so be careful with it or else you'll have to take another shower." Ty said teaching her yet another thing, his hand coming out and gently scratching under her chin before walking past her. Ty walked up to Libi and placed the plate beside her on the counter. His eyes looking up into her with his eyebrows giving him a sad if not embarrassed look to his face. "....Relax...I think that sounds good." He said quietly to her, his hand that was on the plate coming off and laying on top of hers again for a moment. He gave her a gentle smile before nodding to the plate. "I'm not the best at cooking real food but I've been told my breakfast is pretty good. So.... if you wanna." He nodded and backed away from her, putting another batch in the waffle iron. After all Alira was melting through the stack he had made already, if nothing else left overs would be good to have. He had a feeling that having waffles on hand would be good to have with her around. Once that was set Ty went over to Kimmie and tapped her on the shoulder. "Can I talk to you for a second?" He asked nodding across the room so they could have a bit of privacy. Even though the other people where a succubi, a half-elf, and a neko wyverrn, who all had amazing hearing that if they were nosey could head everything they said. Ty waited until she came over and moved between her and the wall. He put his hand on the other side of her, leaning on it and only leaving a few inches between them. It didn't help that she was just in a T-shirt, images of her breast on display last night and how she looked with Jess over her just a few minutes ago played in his mind. "How have you been feeling? Good? I know that's weird to ask but I've just been worrying you know? What with me turning into something and this mess of everything. I don't know I mean it's most likely not genetics since Libi is obviously what set off the change but....I'm your big brother, I gotta look after you right?" Ty's other hand came up and touched the tip of her hair. "I'm starting to be able to see your roots. That black hair reminds me when you were little and had long hair and mom dressed you in dresses. You'd go out an play in the mud and she'd get so mad! Ha ha....I like it better this way, more you......So, bout last night. I wanted to apologize about the eye. I've been getting a little carried away sometimes with this whole, demonic whatever inside of me. When Alira started to ask about sex I just kind of, well you know I like to tease. I like that we've been more open, that we can share more and not hide anything. I just don't wanna push you into something and you feel forced. What I'm saying is that I'm sorry for asking you to...you know. I was just trying to have fun but I took it a bit far. I don't ever wanna do that to you, I love you Kimmie, I'd never force anything you wouldn't want." Ty suddenly leaned down to her and pressed his lips against hers. A slow, lingering kiss on her lips. Once again he kissed her how a brother should never but at this point it didn't matter. If anything this was just going to be normal for them now. Ty really didn't have a problem with that either with how he started to look at Kimmie. After a few seconds he pulled away from her lips but still stayed close to her. His eyes looked deep into hers and what may have just been a normal kiss between a very close brother and sister changed. He gave them that moment to just stare at each other. Looking into each others eyes and risk those taboo feelings coming up. He stopped though, simply smiling at her and pulling his face back. "Later I'm gonna need you to help me turn the basement into a makeshift bedroom for Alira. So just make sure when we get back you and Jess are done you know." He laughed lightly before pulling off the wall. As he did though he looked Kimmie up and down. It was obvious to that for a split second, he was checking her out. He just met her eyes and smiled before walking back over to the kitchen. "Oh, Jess, use three are going to go over to Rhea's for a while. I figured we need to check in with Alira's mom and then we might as well train over there for today because, well Rhea owns the damn place. We'll be back in time to prep for work tonight though. You won't have to life a finger boss. Though if you could talk with....whoever you need to talk to about expanding the place, that'd be great. I just don't know if it's druids or magical realastate agents that will help mold your place but the sooner we get that like small conjoined place so that me, Libi, and Alira have a place the better." Ty said getting his waffles out of the iron and prepping them before taking a bite.
 
A tentative, tiny lick, from Alira, and her eyes widened in surprise. Instantly, her mouth opened comically wide, and her lips 'glomped' down over his finger; washing her tongue all over it. She sucked--with 'naught but an innocent, naive look on her face--on it for a few long moment, before letting him go. She purred audibly, and beamed him a happy smile for it all. "Yummy!", she murmured, and eagerly jumped off from the counter; grabbing the nearby syrup container, to practically drown her waffles in it. Probably not the best idea Ty had ever had, considering she was already happy to begin with. Giving her something to get a sugar-high on, was nigh-insane. Yet, that was a bit too late, as she cut off--awkwardly using utensils, and looking almost in pain by it--a large chunk of syrup-soaked waffle. The wyverness swallowed it right down, and shivered in delight; before starting to scarf down more.

Libi, on the other hand, only afixed him with a dull, almost glaring look. So easily, did Ty misconstrue the things that she said; almost looking over them in his own haste. Sure, he was smart, and came to conclusions quickly, but that wasn't always the best thing to do. Her lip perked up a bit, when he slid over the waffles, which she promptly took, before murmuring, "Thanks... if the cat's any notice, I'm sure it'll be delicious...",she stated, offering him just the tiniest of smiles. Just enough to make sure that there wasn't an over-abundance of ill-will. She was disgruntled, and a bit hurt, by him, but it wasn't enough to really ruin what was between them. It would take a lot more than just a tiny quarrel to separate the two of what had drawn them together. But, that was beside the point, as she dug into her waffle, and took a bite; lip quirking up just a bit more.

Then Kimmie was dragged aside, nodding in understanding, as he asked to talk to her. Then, surprisingly, questions about her, and if she was doing okay. Surprising, really, from Ty. He always seemed to be wrapped up in his own life. Sure, he could be compassionate, but he never did such things as asking others if they were okay. Eventually, after some contemplation, she nodded."Yeah, I... um... understand...", she murmured, as a crimson flush came to her cheeks."...I was just... overwhelmed...", she once more explained to him, before being kissed so suddenly. But, like before, how surprised would Ty be, when she pressed almost longingly up into it? She molded her lips to his, and almost leaned into the interaction. Eventually, they separated, and he would notice she stayed in that pose for but a split-second, as if waiting for more. But, in a flash, she pulled back from their intimate gaze, and listened to his request. She gave a soft giggle of a nod, and smiled."Be glad to. Having a kitty roaming about would be a bit troublesome, even if she would just cuddle up to you...", his younger sister joked, and flashed him a wink, before returning to her food.

Jess, stuffing her face with waffles in a near-ravenous form akin to Alira, only blinked in surprise when he addressed her. But, she did concurrently respond, in some sort of alien language, "Sureph thaaaang, Teeshon. A'll cawwl hersh upfh. " Only a sheepish smile was any apology he would get, before the brunette returned her attention to the food. It was rather humorous, to see a half-elf in a robe, hair-down, and relaxed; vigorously devouring the plate of waffles in front of her. Bite after bite, hell, it was a surprise she didn't just shove the food in her mouth.

Yet, Libi popped up again with a small quip; a sigh coming before it."Do you not take 'relax' literally?" Tyson's succubi shook her head, and forced a moment of silence, by taking a bite of her food. Eventually, she returned her gaze up, to him, shaking her head. "...Whatever. I guess I'm coming along. Have to make sure your...", the succubi glanced over to the wyverness; humming happily as waffle after waffle was sucked into the bottomless abyss."...kitty... doesn't hurt you..."
 
Ty could tell his want was coming. That taboo need that he had every time he looked at his sister. She was just fine with every push he made, hell a few beers and their kisses could turn into tongue battles very fast. Though once again, that wasn't what he wanted. While he may have used pheromones to get Jess and Alira in the mood, he didn't want to use anything on Kimmie. There was basically no doubt in his mind now that Kimmie wanted it as bad as him. If there was a sliver of a chance that he was truly making up everything in his head and she didn't want to take their relationship even farther, then he wanted to be able to come back. This wasn't like Jess or Alira, Kimmie would be in his life forever and while he hopped that was true for the others, Kimmie was a guaranteed thing. He didn't want her to always hate him because he tried to use magic to get into her pants. Kimmie was a relationship he would take no chances on, only guarantees. As Ty started to eat himself he smiled to himself at his surroundings. When arch-demons weren't coming after him or he was being kidnapped, life was damn near a paradise. Eating waffles with two half naked women and two fully naked women, all of which he could flirt with to a extent and get a blush out of them. He never would have considered 'Harem Anime' as a life path but damn was he happy he found out it was. Ty chuckled as he swallowed down his own food, taking his time as to not upset his stomach. "I do mean to relax. Granted I'm not sitting down and watching TV all day but it's just a little exercise in a sky rise. I've never been the sit down type anyways. It's nice to relax when you're exhausted but I always feel like there's something better I can be doing...." Ty glanced over at Libi and could feel the disapproving glare off her eyes shooting at him. They may have not been on the best terms at the moment but he knew she wanted the best for him. "OK, OK, starting tomorrow, besides training a hour or two with Alira a day, I promise to completely relax. I'll take a week off from doing...whatever the hell I've been doing. Just until the rooms are complete though, once that happens I wanna either train harder or get back out there. There's still a lot we don't know." Ty dreaded the idea of just lounging around for a week or so but he hated the idea of Libi not being happy with him even more. While not even Kimmie could get him to slow down unless it was something crazy and she cried, Libi's disapprovement or just her attitude when she wasn't happy with him could get him to do anything. He truly was puddy in her hands when she wanted him to be. Strange that he was the 'Master' but with these feelings he had been feeling for her there was going to be little he'd say no to her about. Ty shrugged and started to talk through their mental link. Besides, all I'm going to be doing is training with Alira today. Look at her, she's the size of a teenager. Besides her tail she's not exactly the boogy man. I'm pretty sure Rhea just talked her up so I would say yes. I'll learn whatever she has to 'teach' and we'll head back home. Ty said to her before looking next to him where the adorable cat like dragon was practically drooling syrup as she shoved whole waffles into her mouth. He simply smiled and reached up itching behind her ear. After a few more minutes of chatting and eating Ty washed off his plate and walked into the living room. With a focus and a simple exhale Ty had made a basic grey gym bag. He hadn't even missed used any magic with that free cast. While Ty was a fast learner by nature, the way he was picking up magic and his abilities was almost absurd. Figuring out what the hell he was couldn't come soon enough. He grabbed two towels from Jess's bathroom and a water bottle she had in her cabnit. "Alright girls lets head out. Time to go see Mistress. Clothes girls, gods I never thought I'd be having to tell women that almost every morning." Ty laughed before looking to Alira. I guess, just wear what you had on last night? We'll really have to show you some more earth clothes sometime but I guess for now some jean shorts and a bikini top are....fine." Ty walked over gave a peck on the cheek to Jess and Kim. He had thought about a little more intimate of a goodbye but last thing he needed was a boner during training. "I'll be back before you start getting ready for tonight Jess. Don't start without your favorite bartender boss! I'll go call the cab, meet me downstairs girls."

After a bit of a ride into town Ty was glad to be out of the cab and in open space. While Libi wasn't exactly hanging off his shoulder, he still didn't want Alira doing it all the time with Libi around. Alira was adorable and seemed as clingy as a animal, but Libi also did not like her. The last thing he wanted was for them to argue and fight and have him get in the middle of it. So after being sat literally in the middle of them on the way over it was nice to finally be in Rhea's building. Ty lead the girls to the desk, smiling at the receptionist. "Hi, I'm Ty Poole. I'm here to see Rhea, I'm also with her daughter and my companion Libi." Ty receptionist who was chewing gum and seemed bored simply glanced up at him and then the girls before looking down to her computer. "So do we just go right ahead or-" Ty was cut off as the receptionist shot a finger up at him and Ty just simply waited. That was until he felt that power. Ever since his run in with Bannu, Ty had been trying to learn how to passively sense power like Libi had that day. He hadn't learned how yet, for the time he needed to use magic, very little but still. Ty felt what Libi had felt that day and it sent chills up his spine. Gods, and to think that Bannu wasn't even top tier demon. Ty turned to his left to see the same older looking man with shut eyes smiling at him, dressed impeccably. "Mr. Poole, it's nice to see you again, and you Ms. Libi. Oh, and young Ms. Alira, it's been a while. It's good to see you again."
"Bannu! Good to see you too, please, just call me Ty though. It's so weird someone as strong as you and with a history like yours calling me by my last name." Bannu chuckled at this and just simply nodded. Though for a moment he seemed to be peering over Ty with those practically closed eyes. Trying to read something from him. "Oh, Ty, I was meaning to ask you the last time we talked. What were your parents names?" Ty was taken back by this but still spoke. "Lane and Lily Poole. Why, did you know them?" Bannu's expression was unchanging for a moment but you could tell the cogs were turning behind that stonewall expression. He smiled though and nodded, "Ah, I thought you looked familiar. I used to play chess with your father at a pub in Stirling. He was actually a good friend of mine for the time he was around. I very much looked forward to our games. Terrible what happened to him and his wife. I remember you and your sister from the funeral..... Anyways, I'm sure you are all in a rush. Shal, the elevator." The receptionist nodded to him with a smile, a lot more pleasant to Bannu. The doors swung open and Bannu escorted them to the doors. "It was nice seeing you all again, good day." With that the doors shut and Ty was left shocked. What the hell was his dad doing playing chess against a arch demon?
 
Hehe...You have a lot to learn about Mythics, love. Never forget that. Libi was prompt to reply back, before finishing her plate. At his mention of clothes, she obediently rose, and contemplated what she wished to wear, for a few moments. Eventually, she settled on the thought of exercising; and while she presumed that she wouldn't be engaging in the training, she thought it was a decent enough theme. Thus, with a snap of her fingers, clothing unraveled on her body. Her hair was drawn back into a single ponytail, topped with a ribbon where a hair-band should be. The succubi's bust was clothed in the endlessly-teasing tightness of a sports bra, and her lower half, yoga pants. That would attract some eyes, of course, but it wasn't exactly the most provocative thing she could manage. Besides, she liked the looks. Especially Ty's slight gawk as he spotted the clothing on her body. That made every bit of it worth-it, of course. A smile coming to her lips, the succubi moved out, pushing past Ty, to await them at the doorway. It wasn't as if she was restless, but rather, that she'd just like to get this over with. They did need some time to unwind; she didn't expect Ty to just sit around, doing nothing, but there was no reason he couldn't just slow down and savor what he had for a few days.

Meanwhile, Alira looked almost heartbroken when he mentioned clothes to her. Half a waffle shoved between her lips, slipped out to slap back on the plate; as tears practically formed in her eyes. The wyverness seemed to not like clothes, at all. Clothes were constricting and awful; they limited her movement. She couldn't run about as easily as normal, nor could she bend and twist as excellently. She looked incredibly perturbed, but sighed, and got up. A quick run downstairs, and she was back, shorts and a bikini top hugging her frame. At least, it was revealing, and served to still allow her most of her speedy movement. That tail of hers was flitting about with an eager, almost happy, tone. As she had stated yesterday, training him, was one thing that she could definitely do. Tyson would be wise to think on what she said, and keep that predatory gleam in mind, when he thought of how she could fight.

The ride, was certainly interesting. At first, Alira snuggled up to Ty's side, purring softly, and rubbing against him. The male knew that he could simply tell her to stop, and she would, without much of a retort; yet, since he never did, she enjoyed the touch of him, the warmth and power of his frame. It was both adorable, and innocently sultry, at all times. Yet, Libi, on the other side of him, watched with a light glare, that soon was ramping up when Alira nuzzled into his shoulder. She could take it no longer! Libi scooted across, next to him, and grabbed his arm, tugging it around her, and placing his hand onto her thigh; those yoga pants not doing much to hid her form. She even leaned into him, as if trying to divert his attention from the adorable cat nuzzling up against him. Boy, things were bound to escalate fast between his jealous succubi, and naive wyverness.

But, they were quick to arrive at the building, and the group followed him inside. Alira, surprisingly, was looking about in surprise, blinking and dashing about everywhere with a beaming smile on her lips. She had apparently never been here, either, and she was curious enough to look over everything. Of course, this had her running weaving circles in-and-out of a giant's legs, much to his simultaneous chagrin, and amusement. Eventually, when Ty reached the secretary, she disengaged, and dashed back over to him. Libi simply stood next to her Master, glancing about almost nonchalantly. Promptly, Bannu had showed-up, and she cracked a smile at the Arch-Demon, giving a little bow."Ah, Bannu... I'm sorry about our first encounter, I.... overreacted...", she apologized, her smile turning more sheepish than anything. It wasn't as if she even was a inconvenience to him, but it was still worth a thanks. Of course, the formal gentleman was prompt to give her one; seconded only by him being tackled about the abdomen by Alira. The Arch-Demon didn't so much as falter in his stance, but he was viciously hugged by the wyverness."Bannu!" Was the only thing she exclaimed happily, before eventually disengaging; and a short ruffle of her hair, by the gentlemanly demon.

Libi and Alira both didn't understand the significance of his parents, and why Bannu asked, even as they filed into the elevator, and began to move. Libi, though, made an assumption, and said telepathically to him, I wouldn't get too concerned, love. A lot of Mythics make friends with perfectly normal humans. I wouldn't rule out your parents, but don't go too crazy over it.... Voice of reason, like always, Libi presented her best case scenario. It wasn't as if she knew of his parents, but she was simply giving her own suggestion, that it could mean nothing. Else, silence from the girls ruled the trip up to Rhea's hallway, until they moved forward, and pressed those large doors aside.

This time, Rhea was in the living room; that massive TV playing some type of action movie; given the guns and massive explosions that rocked through the place with titanic surround-sound. The dragoness was reclining, in the same casual uniform that he had spotted her in last time; a sports bra, and basketball-esque shorts. It was only natural, for a woman a solid foot-and-a-half taller than Ty, built like a warrior, to have something so loosely simple as casual-wear. At the sounds of her doors opening, however, her own ears perked up, and she glanced over the back of her couch. Immediately, her eyes found Ty, but they were just as quickly diverted to Alira. There, her eyes lit-up, and she sprung over the back of the couch--massive, brilliant-silver wings unfurling from her back, to launch her across the room with utmost precision, before disappearing as they folded again--to rush at her daughter. "Alira! Daughter, it's been too long!", she eagerly exclaimed, and spread her arms wide. Alira seemed to faulter, and there was but a split-second glance up to Ty, as if the wyverness didn't want to go. Almost as if there was something between her and her mother. But after that split-second, she did go, and embraced her mother with a smile.

While Alira didn't say anything, her mother did. A tight hug--Ty could see Alira squirming, as if the breath was being squeezed out of her--and the dragoness ran a hand down her child's back; fingers tracing straight lines downwards from each shoulder blade. Eventually, Rhea pulled back, and beamed a smile to her daughter, explaining, " 'Awww, you're going to get your wings soon!" That was a thing of surprise for all of them, even Alira, who looked a little bewildered. But, almost as eager as she was for her daughter, Rhea's attention was quickly averted back to Tyson, whom her smile lessened only slightly towards."Ah, Ty, what brings you back so soon? It's a treat to see my daughter again, but is there something you need?"
 
Ty seemed to be deep in thought when the doors shut. After that vision he had of his father, mother, and him a few days ago he was confused about his past. It seemed so real what had happened, the barn covered in golden flames. The way his dad held him and whispered something to him. The problem was he remembered nothing about it, also the fact that until a few days ago he never used his golden flames. Now all of a sudden Bannu the arch-demon played chess with his father all the time? What were the odds? The chances of all of this happening purely by coincidence? Though he was pulled away from his thoughts by Libi's soothing voice ringing in his mind. He just simply looked her way and nodded with a soft smile. Giving her the sense that he agreed with her, like he was saying 'Of course, silly Ty.' Though in his mind he knew that come someday soon he would have to do some digging through his heritage.

When the doors opened and the three walked into Rhea's massive pent house they were instantly met with the Mistress of the house. Rhea seemed so happy to see he daughter, hugging her tightly and talking about her wings coming in. Though the apprehension on Alira was strange. He thought after all this time away she'd love to see her. He wanted to talk to her about it but Ty wasn't sure they were that close yet. Ty smiled though when Rhea directed her attention to him. "It's good to see you again Mistress, you look as beautiful as ever." Ty said being his usual flirty self, he walked over to her and gently rested his hand on Alira's shoulder. "I wanted to stop by and assure you your daughter made it to me safely. She's quite the curious one but has quickly found her spot in our little family." Ty said directing his attention to Alira for a moment before looking back to Rhea. "I was actually hoping that I could use your place for a bit today. It's hard to not see how amazing of shape you're in so I assumed you had some sort of gym or something on your floor. I hope I'm not imposing but if anything I thought you'd like to see how well your daughter's studies have been." Ty said while stretching out slightly. In typical Ty fashion he assumed she'd say yes. Maybe it was the demon inside of him that was gaining a bit to much on the confidence scale. The thing was this wasn't Jess, while she wouldn't exactly be walked over either, he couldn't pull the shit with Rhea that he did with her.
"I figured getting into a nice warm up and then doing some fighting training with Alira would be fun." Ty kept talking like training with Alira was going to simply be a walk in the park. She was just to adorable to be a real threat. Looking over at her he just saw that image of her scarfing down sushi or leaning over the rail to look at the water or her flushed cheeks and telling him she felt hot. She was just a little kitten, surely she couldn't be able to take him on. While he listened to Rhea though he found his eyes glancing to the side to look at Libi. They may have been having a little bit of a spat but that didn't mean his attraction for her stopped. Looking at her body built for sex, tied up in a sports bra and hip hugging yoga pants made him think bad things about her. He looked up meeting her eyes and simply just gave her a sly smile. She knew what he was looking at, what he was thinking without having to peer into his mind. He wasn't exactly thinking they should go bang in a closet at that moment but there was something about Libi in clothes. It was like the reverse effect for everyone else. When they got naked there was a certain taboo feeling because they were clothed all the time. Libi was always naked though, and while Ty would never complain about that, it just added to when she put on those sexy clothes. Like having getting a present that you wanted forever. You know what's under it and you want it so bad, but damn does that wrapping paper and bow on top make the experience all the better.
 
"Ah, you flatter me as always, Ty...", she murmured, albeit lifting an eyebrow, when he moved over, and so nonchalantly took hold of her daughter. Curious, really, how close Alira had come to them, so quickly. Sure, Tyson was one to attract people around him--at least, now--and her daughter was new to this world... but it was amusingly surprising, at the very least. As it was, she blinked a bit in surprise, and glanced down to Alira, before returning her gaze to the male."Well, that's good. I'm glad. She seems to have grown accustomed, somewhat...", a soft laugh, and a smile split her lips."...It seems you even wrangled her into clothes. Quite a feat!" A soft giggle here, and an accompanying, albeit much more unenthusiastic one from the wyverness. Libi even gave a soft snort of amusement, herself, even though she didn't seem to be paying an overwhelming amount of attention. As it was, Rhea seemed a bit surprised at the mention of him training there. Of course,she knew that her own daughter was meant to do his training--at least, in the physical arts, and free-casting, if Ty took a moment to recollect on that. Yet, she was prompt in nodding."I didn't think you'd want to train here, but you're definitely welcome to...", the dragoness paused again for a moment, and frowned, explaining, "...Heavy--and magic--training is usually done on the roof, but since you're starting out light...", she trailed off, and simply gestured for everyone to follow her.

Of course, just before this, Libi made note of Ty's look over her. Of his eyes lingering on her clothes; her hips and bust, outlined in the tight, taunting work-out apparel. A tiny smile found its way onto her lips, and she sent him an image. Be he in a naughty mood, or not, the sight of her, on her hands and knees, ass present to him, with the crotch of her thin pants ripped open--rather obviously by hands-- and soaked folds presented in stark relief, would drive him wild. Of course, it was accompanied by a wink from the succubi. There was nothing wrong with teasing Ty; hell, it was one of her favorite things to do.

Trecking across the room, she moved to the door on the right-most of the room, that lead off from the living room. Opening that door revealed another hallway, with two doors on the right, and a Japanese-style sliding door on the left. At the end of the hallway was a window, in place of a wall. Yet, she gestured to the two doors to the right."Bathroom and sauna, feel free, of course...", she was prompt to turn, and slide open the left door, revealing a unique gym. Much-akin to the pent-house main room, the wall was one giant window, but the rest of the place was a merge of fluid originality. One half, was like a Japanese dojo, with fiber flooring, and a smooth, flat, obstruction-less surface. The other half held mats, smooth granite tile, a rack of dumbbells, cycles, an elliptical, bicep machine... the list went on, and on; if Rhea wanted to, she could've ran the place as its own gym. "...This should more than fit your needs. I tend to enjoy the view as I work-out, but that panel there...", she gestured to a small panel built-into the window-wall."...Is a voice-activated room-control. It can handle the polarity of the window--turning to a mirror, blackening, etc--as well as the room's functions; heat, cooling, lights, music, you name it. " A soft chuckle of a laugh from her, and she took a step back."I suppose I'm a bit of a work-out buff. But, I have some things I need to attend to, right now. I'll be back in a bit...", almost as soon as she had shown them the place, she walked off, moving back the way they had came, without even waiting for a reply from the group.

Alira would look about in surprise at everything, of course, once her mother was gone. Like always, she scampered about the room, and examined everything, peering over the machines and equipment eagerly. Eventually, her attention was turned to Ty, at his mention to start. She would only blink in confused exasperation for a moment, but quickly perked up, and made her way over to him."Ah, starting already? Well, okay...", she seemed to frown, and lead him over to the middle of the room, while Libi took up her spot against the wall; leaning comfortably, to watch the two. "Do stretches, or whatever you want. You won't get the chance to in a real fight, so it's nice to condition your muscles not to cramp or seize-up. That'll come with practice, however. " She explained, seeming overly-fluent and practiced on the subject. In fact, she practically exuded confidence, a single-minded knowledge of the notion that she knew more than her adorable demeanor let-on, when it came to fighting. "Are you ready?", she inquired after a few moments; starting to bounce one the balls of her feet. Whether he signalled her to begin, or even started to question her, as if to get away from it, she moved forward. In a flurry of blows--that almost had the kitty blurring in his vision-- Ty would feel her hands slap at him; cheek, abdomen, thigh, side, temple. They were light, almost chastising in nature, but still hit hard enough to sting; to make the male for it a few long moments. During this, and object, amused snort could be heard from Libi. Well-earned, of course, as Alira ducked and weaved about the moves Ty began to make. It was astonishing, the speed and dexterity that the little kitty had; anticipating every one of his moves, only to slip under, around, through, to slap and play with him. It was only after a few moments of this, that she pulled away.

Her breath came a bit harder now, but it was clear she wasn't tired in the least. In fact, if anything, she seemed more upbeat. Now her heel-bounces were causing her to travel a foot in whatever direction they were projected. The adorable wyverness was hopping about like a bunny rabbit; a professional boxer with school-wrestling drop-out. "And there's your first two lessons to fighting. Rule number one: your enemy won't wait. Rule number two: don't expect to be able to fight instantly." A soft laugh here, at the seemingly out-of-order rules, that didn't make an utmost of sense."...Fighting takes a long time to get the hang of; and if anyone says they're a master of it, they're wrong. Everyone has a weakness, and to some, it can be their strongest asset. You have to make do with what you have, and analyze your opponent, to see their faults." Another pause, but this time, she came at him again,significantly slower. She pulled every punch, and made them forcibly slow, enough so as to give a chance to dodge, or counter. Of course, with every move he made back, she sped up temporarily, slapping him once or twice, before slowing back down. They went on for a while like this; a playful smile on Alira's face as she sparred against the male, until Ty tried to turn it around. Fed up a bit, even against the gentle kitten, he found a loop in her right-straight, and went for it, catching her by the wrist. He sent in his own jab, to counter; but she wasn't done so easily. Finally, having only been swishing behind for the the play-time, her tail whipped-about, to lash around his moving arm. It carried the momentum of his punch, but also diverted it a bit to the side, carrying him forcefully past her. Of course, as it spun him around, and slung him to the ground--his grip on her wrist being wrenched free--she moved along with it, and pushed herself into him. Like a contortionist, she twisted mid-movement, and her legs logged about his chest; causing her weight--albeit light--to slam his back down all the more forcefully to the ground. When the non-existent dust settled, she was straddling his abs, hands planted on his chest, peering down at him with an aloof, joyful smile. Her tail was swishing above her in silhouetted amusement, as if enjoying it all like a game.
 
As expected, Rhea's 'nest' was a mansion in the sky. Just off from her living room was a bathroom/sauna. That alone was amazing enough but then she showed the three her gym. Everything was mind blowing and gave off a immense scale of size. Looking out the window was a bit nauseating for a moment considering he couldn't fly and could only see clouds and a few building peaking out the tops. Still it was amazing, something that not many people got to see in their life time. Of course seeing all of this made him wonder what else she had on this floor. The hallway to her apartment had many other doors and he wouldn't be surprised if they were all Rhea's rooms with special purposes. Maybe one for more dragon like needs, like a small pile of gold to roll in when she had the urge or a small miniature village she could burn down. A Olympic size pool in another room. What if there was a sex room with a bunch of weird dominatrix stuff, she was Mistress Rhea after all. Ty shook his head and made himself focus, damn demonic thoughts making him think about sex at every moment of the day. Of course Libi's teasing didn't help, he knew she was playing with he pictures but he also knew she wouldn't be against him bending her over a weight bench and taking her. Rhea's place or not, there were few things in this world that would stop Ty from considering sex with Libi at any moment in time. He needed to focus though, it was time to do what they came for and train. He looked over at Alira gawking at the view like he had. She was to cute, too cute to beat his ass. What was Rhea trying to pull saying that Alira would be his teacher? Magic, sure, he understood that. As cute, small, and naive as Alira seemed, she was four hundred years old. He imagined that her grasp on magic was actually really great. Fighting though, well she could still be good. There were weight classes though, not to mention men fighting women, it just wasn't fair. While she may have known how to fight Ty was sure he was at the very least going to be able to over power her. "Alright Kitten, let's start." Ty said walking over to the dojo like area with it's empty flat space, clearly ment for what they were about to do. Ty simply nodded when she talked about stretches, him leaning and stretching out his shoulder blades while he tried to remember every MMA fight he'd ever watched on TV. Finally he got into a very bad boxing stance, bouncing slightly.

"Yeah, let's do th-" He had tried to tell answer her question. Suddenly, slap! How the hell did she cross the floor so fast? Before that thought could even be finished another three slaps, tap, tap, tap! He had to focus, he went to move to block her arm but she simply weaved and more slaps were dished out against him. Ty backed up after her assault and looked amazed at just how fast she got her attacks off. Not only that but how much control she had. He could feel the hair on his head being pushed by the wind of her blows. Stopping just before she hit to turn it into a playful slap. Even the slap was pulled back, sure they stung a little but he was pretty sure she could have linearly slapped him onto his ass. Like slapped so hard he went spinning onto the floor and then his ass. Holy shit had he underestimated Alira. Then just like that her assault was over and she was back across the room. Even her pacing was huge. Her bounces were so fast and she moved so far, that was just to keep her in the zone. Ty couldn't do that without getting winded. Though that was before the transformation. He glanced over at Libi and glared slightly at her tiny laugh before looking back over to Alira. Ty just nodded, a little bit angry that he had just been humiliated by this little girl. "Yeah yeah, anytime, not instant. I got it, again." Ty said clapping his hands as she tried to teach him. Ty wanted more action though, he'd get her this time. Then she came in, he could see she was moving slower. Maybe she was trying to get him to understand the basics before she started to really come at him. Still Ty couldn't get it, slap slap, slap slap slap! He couldn't dodge, counter, nothing. Even when she was holding back she was leagues ahead of him. Finally he thought he saw a hole and he went for it. The closest he had gotten to her and she had him rolling behind her. Ty growled to himself and looked up to see Alira playfully mounting him. This was fun for her, of course it was, when a cat had a mouse why wouldn't she toy with it for a bit. Ty pushed lightly on her knees to signal her to get off before he started to walk back to his side. "Again." Ty said turning towards her and now not looking as happy. He was starting to get angry which wasn't going to help him but it didn't matter. He was going to land a hit.

Hours, they had came into the gym around eleven in the morning and it was now four in the afternoon. Ty and Alira had spent hours at this little game and not once, not a single time did Ty land a hit. After two o clock Ty started to get really mad that he wasn't hitting her at all. His face and body beat red from the constant slaps. She wasn't going to be bruising him, at least not this early in their training but she would sure slap the shit out of him. Ty had started to actually try to hit her. He was sure he would be really upset with himself later if he actually hit her and hurt her but in the moment he was to pissed off to care. Clenched fist followed her slaps, grunts of anger to try and control his breathing but none of it helped. Anytime he'd get close she would do something and he'd be on the ground. Throw him with her tail, trip him and make him fall forward or backwards, one time she even got him to punch himself in the face. That hurt like hell considering how hard he was trying but still he just growled and yelled out, "Again!" as he walked back to his side. They were going at it again, sweat covered Ty's tank top and his hair and face were drenched. He showed no signs of slowing though, his breath heavy and his eyes focused. He waited for Alira to move at him again, of course, more slaps. Ty swung with all his might, every jab, hook, and hay maker were met with nothing but air. Finally after all this time he just wanted to pin her. So he pounced, he jumped with arms out and a yell and of course, she wasn't there. She had actually jumped over his leap and walked on his back in air, which of course sent him to the ground. Boom, his face impacted first and his body tensed from the pain. "DAMMIT!" Ty banged on the fiber with his fist letting out a surprisingly loud echo in the room. As he got to his knees there was a different energy about Ty, of course the girls would be able to sense it but the visual queue was his eyes. No white, no black, no hazel or anything, just solid gold that seemed to flow like fire in his sockets. It even leaked out the sides and was trailing up into the air for about half a foot before disappearing. He could beat her now, he felt it. He was faster, stronger, more powerful, she wouldn't stand a chance. He stopped himself though, for a moment, a split second he had a thought. A terrible thought of him moving like a blur to Alira, gripping her by the neck, slamming her to the ground and starting to punch her. He stopped, his eyes coming back to normal the room seeming to settle as his power just vanished. He brought his hand up to his face and held his left eye, wincing from a sharp pain in his head. Almost like a headache but only for a second. He looked up and had a glance between Libi and Alira. Did he really just consider....
It wasn't the time, finally after all this time Ty looked up to see the clock and nodded. "OK, that's enough." He said exhausted as he pushed himself to his feet. He was just so angry that he didn't get it right away. Everything about his powers and magic he had understood so quickly. He thought that it was all going to be that way but here with fighting he just didn't. It was aggravating beyond belief, but that just ment he'd have to do it the slow and hard way like everyone else. Ty smiled to Alira, showing for the first time in hours something other than anger. "I will admit I under estimated you. You really kicked my ass out there, and you were holding back. I'll have to tell Jess we found a bouncer for the shop when we get back." He laughed slightly before getting up and walking toward her. He leaned down and simply kissed her forehead, trying to convey how he was OK and not mad in the slightest. "I'll start having to call you Sensei when you're beating my ass. Ugh! On that though I think I'll take up Rhea on that shower usage and clean up before we head back to the shop. If you'll excuse me Libi, Sensei." Ty did a fake bow before walking toward the door and across the hall to the bathroom. Ty knew there was something wrong but he didn't want to make a big deal out of it in front of the girls. He dropped his gym bag and went over to the sinks and the long mirror. He looked himself over in the face and sure enough there it was. No longer were his eyes hazel, they were full on gold. What ever mixture of green brown and slight gold was in his eye this morning was gone. Now a gold ring surrounding his pupil. His sight was fine, there was no pain except that headache back there. Just two golden eyes staring back at him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Once again the question of what the fuck was going on plagued his mind. Though only for a moment before he started to strip and head toward the shower. As he leaned against the wall letting the hot water work over his muscles he found himself refusing to use magic. It seemed like cheating to make himself OK, unless the girls were in danger or someone was holding a weapon to his body right now, he'd deal with the pain. If he didn't learn about the soreness, gain a tolerance then he would be a glass cannon later in life. Able to dish it out but never take a hit without magic to heal him. He was quiet under the water, letting it sink in what had happened back there. Had he thought about hurting Alira back there?......Killing her? Libi was right, it was time to relax. It must have been all of this tension from the past week just making him snap for a moment and go crazy. It must have.......

"Right?"​
 
Anger makes on blind in both love, and war; thus why Alira beat him so single-handed-ly. He wouldn't have noticed, in his near-blind-rage, but she slowed down more and more with each bout, almost letting him get closer to hitting her. Yet, in his mounting rage, he never came close, those wild swings and movements always taking out whatever incorporal body was where Alira stood but a split-second earlier. Gods, it was almost a performance, how she danced around, under, above, between, aside Ty. Pirouettes and splits, springs and ducks; she played him like a gambler played slots, but with the eye of a tiger. Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, the sound rang out, eventually accompanied by small, stifled laughs and chuckles from Libi. Especially when Alira went over the top... literally; running on Ty's back, as if he was simply a stepping stone. She had gone overboard on that one; it was a blow to the pride, and to his back, but she didn't seem to notice. The wyverness was hyped now, her body bouncing excitedly, and her gaze darting all over to spot his moment. However, both girls in the room tensed up when that visible power washed over Ty. Especially Libi, whom's eyes widened in fright and fear, at the image that washed through their link. Such power, such anger, such a drive to kill, to maim, to... it almost reminded Libi of... no. She shook off the thought before it reached back to Ty, and instead glanced up in surprise, when he seemed to recover. Alira was the first to be greeted, and she was almost quivering in unknown fear, until his soft tone returned. She relaxed just a bit to that, but her eyes still held a soft of confused worry; as if something was wrong with her new student. At the mention of being a Sensei, however, she hurriedly shook her head, and gestured wildly."N-No! That's no right!" In fact, the wyverness almost pouted at him,as he left the room; while Libi only shot him a concerned look of her own.

Libi eventually--as Alira set about to exercising, and figuring out the machines-- made her way to the 'bathroom'(it was more of a shower than anything), poking her head inside. In japanese style as well, it was a room cut in half by a screen; toilet and sink on one side, the other housing several shower heads, a bench, and the amenities for showering. Concern for her bond-mate was drifting along her mind. She had sensed that power before, and knew it didn't mean well, but couldn't exactly put the thought on anything. There wasn't much to pin it to, other than his anger. In fact, she remembered when it flared up, and that one punch sent her into a broken impact with the wall. That power... she shuddered to think what he would have done with Alira. She despised the wyverness for being so non-sultrily sexy, but even the succubi didn't want her dead. The demoness could feel the worry and pain drifting from her mate, and it was too much to stand. With a stealthy edge, she slid back that door, and took a step inside the shower; steaming water coating over her sports clothing, soaking it in an instant. It didn't bother the succubi. She could dry it with but a thought. Besides, guys liked wet clothing. As it was, she was right in time to hear his personal question; and her arms wrapped about his waist. Loving and affirming, her emotions flowed over their bond, and she leaned up to plant a soft kiss in the crook of his neck."Wrong.", she murmured in an un-warranted response, before cracking a tiny smile at him. "You're always wrong. No matter what, everyone's always wrong. You, more than anyone, should know that noone's ever right. There's always another side, another story, another fact, another shred of anything, that makes you wrong...", she paused for a long few moments. During this, her hands began to roam his body, with an insistent, kneading massage. First, they drifted up his chest, working along the new muscles there, and curved up to his shoulder. They spread down his arms, stroking and rubbing, to his wrists, before moving back up. This time, they moved down along his shoulder blades, and down his back, rubbing in deep along the pockets of tension. Down, over his ass, to the back of his thighs, before sliding around. Just before reaching his inner thighs, they rose once more, coming back to settle on his abdomen."...It's coming to accept that you were wrong, and make that effort to change, that makes the whole misshap worthwile. You have to learn from your mistakes...", words of wisdom slipped from her lips, cooed softly into his ear, before she planted a kiss on his cheek. The soft,sucking gentleness of it offered more relaxation, a sweet offer to let him burn-out all that pent-up frustration and tension out on her, if he so wished. She would be his willing vessel to comfort, and relaxation, even if it meant his brutality of her. The demoness could handle it, and Ty would be damned if he didn't know that."You did do good out there. You can't expect to beat someone so good within a few hours. Like I've been telling you, you've got a lot to learn...", another pause, and this time, she placed her chin on his shoulder, to peer up at him."...Would it help if you watched me and Alira spar together? I could use the practice, and I'm sure she wouldn't mind. You can just relax, and watch the show, if you want..."
 
Ty didn't have much time to himself before he heard Libi's answer to his question. He didn't like what her answer was, but she knew she was right. He was making a excuse for himself. He had lost control and something else took over and in the moment it wanted to hurt Alira. It was his fault, not tension or stress. Though he didn't say anything when she wrapped her arms around him. Him taking a short breath in and enjoying her comfort. His face was stern though, looking forward at the wall as she talked. "Are you trying to make me feel better?" He asked with a small chuckle as she told him how he'd always be wrong. Though he was glad for no reply, only to feel her hands working softly over her skin. A soft, very quiet moan escaping his lips when she worked over his sore muscles. His eyes closing and him enjoying the feeling of relief she could give him. Something like this moment was why she ment so much to him. He understood she was ment for sex, that it was on her mind most or the time and even things like massages could lead to sex. This though, this wasn't for sex, she wasn't just making her way to stroke him off and say how she could relieve more stress if he'd like. No she was actually caring for him, knowing he was not only tense after all that losing but also stressed from everything. She was being gentle with him, not trying to get into his pants. That was what made him be crazy about her. He opened his eyes and listened to the rest of her wise words as she stopped rubbing over his body. He knew she was right and that with time he'd be OK. With time they'd find out what he was. With time the golden flames would be under his control, not the other way around. With time he'd be able to fight and cast magic to match any mythic on the street. With time it would be OK, he would just have to learn from his mistakes. He scoffed when she said he did good, lifting his head finally but still looking forward. "I didn't do good, I was extremely terrible. I'll get better though, I know I lost my cool out there almost from the start but....I'll get better...thank you." Ty turned his head to see her resting there against him. He smiled at the idea of watching her and Alira spar. "I think that'd be pretty fun. I could use a cool down and I've always had this dream of two girls fighting over me and their clothes getting ripped off during it all. Eh, wouldn't work with you two since you just walk around that way anyways. Hey are you still dressed?" Ty turned around and chuckled at her wet clothes clinging to her body. While his cock did jump slightly at the image of wet, stretchy material clinging to her body, he kept himself under control. His hands went down and wrapped around her waist holding her against him under the water while he looked back into her eyes. Of course she would see his new golden orbs staring back at her but with their mental link she would have known that a change was gonna be there when she came in. He could only imagine Kimmie and Jess freaking out asking what happened. Alira would probably just think it was cool and asked how it happened. Ty's smile went away for a moment and for the first time in their relationship, it seemed Ty had picked up on her thoughts. He'd always caught what she said to him through their link, but he couldn't ever know what she was thinking like how she knew what he was thinking. That was until he picked up on how she would gladly be his tool to let off his frustration if need be. Even if it meant he'd be to rough. He knew that Libi liked it hard, but there was nothing appealing to Ty to try and hurt his partner during. Slapping to hard over and over, trying to get them to bleed, maybe even hitting. He wondered if she had ever had 'Masters' who used her that way before. One of Ty's hands came off her waist and rest gently on her cheek. ".....I'd never do that to you Libi... we may get rough sometimes but you are never....a tool to me. You'll never be that either, I don't care if you are a succubus....you're my partner, not a tool..." He let what he said sink in before slowly pressing his lips against hers. It wasn't for of lust or passion, but rather just being close. As if to reinforce what he said, holding her as close to him as he could get and kissing her gently over and over and over. He pulled back and gently rubbed over her cheek before cracking a smile. "Besides, hate-fucking is only if you're a good girl." He said with a laugh, flirting with her as his hands came away and he actually started to clean himself. After a quick clean up he got out from the shower and started to dry himself off with the towels he brought. Using a little magic to clean his clothes before he started to get dressed. "Now Libi, while you said you're not a fighter, you're a lover, don't like actually try and hurt her out there. I know you wouldn't....probably, but uh- you know, remember what good girls get." He said with a playful wink and grin. When he got dressed he went over to her and wrapped his arm around her waist, resting his hand on her hip. He pressed his side against hers and smiled to her. Who knew a simple shower talk could make him feel even closer to her?
 
The succubi couldn't help the genuine laugh that slipped free from her, even as her lips quirked up in a smirk."Some would say that the punching-bag isn't a tool; but a valued member of the team...", she quipped up, before Ty began to kiss her. She was taken off-guard at first, but could only lean up; warmly moaning into it. Once again, there was just something about his kisses, about the way that their lips molded so perfectly together, that drove the succubi wild. She was never much of a kisser--unless it was the tip of her closest man--but she'd be damned, if she couldn't just sit and make-out with Ty all day. So intimate, yet so sweet. So lusty, yet so loving. Everything about it was perfect, but with that chance to be oh-so-deliciously wrong, at the same time. Nothing could go without saying that she enjoyed his kisses even more so than the way he could ravish her. Eventually, Libi pulled away however, and let out a soft laugh at his quip."I'll make sure to be the best girl ever, then...", she teased right back, before planting a kiss on his cheek while he washed. She just sat back and enjoyed it however; watching him run his hands over herself. Damn, if she could just watch him reach down, wrap a hand around, and... no, best not to think those thoughts right now. That would take away from the loving scene that passed between them. Of course, she was prompt to follow him out of the shower; her clothes drying, and her bouncing back to it's ponytail, with but a flick of magic. A smile once more came to her lips, however, and she reached up, cupping his cheek."Don't worry, Master...", she leaned up, and gave him one kiss, long, and decidedly wet this time. When she pulled away, the corner of her lips quirked up into a smirk."...I'll just aim to severely maim your kitten." Was it a tease? Was she being serious? The world may never know!

As it was, the duo left the showers, and once more returned to Alira in the dojo. Of course, what else was the wyverness doing, then causing a strobe-rave? She was standing in the middle of the room, eagerly calling out to the panel on the wall, "Lights-on-lights-off-lights-on-lights-off-lights-on-lights-off-lights...", she spurred out the words so quickly that it almost seemed like another language; rattling the syllables off, one after another. Of course, this made the dojo's lights rapidly turn on and off, producing the effect of a strobe. Disoriented at first, Libi eventually cleared her throat. The lights remained off for a long moment, and the duo heard a gasp of surprise."Er... lights on!" Promptly revealing a wyverness with a soft blush, and an aloof, almost sheepish smile."I was just playing around!", she promised, even as Libi moved across from her. Giving a glance over to Ty, the succubi looked to his kitten, and muttered, "We're sparring now. Ty's going to watch."

Alira looked surprised at first, but nodded, and dropped back into her bouncing posture."Oh, alrighty then. More fighting!" With an almost carnal glee--disturbing with how innocent and naive she was--the kitten sprung across the distance, and started with a slow(she was notably pulling her punches again) superman-blow. Much to her own surprise, Libi ducked right under it, and countered with a palm to Alira's sternum. This sent her sliding right back from where she came; a look of surprise on her face. This quickly twisted into a joyous determination, and she took off at a blur this time. Libi met her halfway, in a rush of her own, and they were off. Swipe, swipe, jab, jab, punch, punch, kick, kick, they were even at first, with Libi meeting Alira blow for blow. Most of them were dodged, but occasionally the solid sound of flesh-on-flesh could be heard, with the two not seeming to even notice. Before too long, however, Alira began to get the upper hand. Just as Rhea had mentioned before, succubi's weren't the utmost best at physical fighting, and as such, Libi began to falter. Alira's attacks wove through her defense more often, and slapped away at Ty's darling succubi. Slowly, the demoness was being fought back, across her side of the room,hastily throwing up ramshackle blocks, as she struggled to stay in the fight; sheer pride on the line.

Of course, this meant resorting to drastic measures. As Alira's hand swept high, and caught Libi on the left shoulder, the succubi shot her right hand out, groping the cat-dragon right in the busom. Since a bikini top didn't exactly do much, her fingers sunk right in, and gave a firm squeeze. Promptly, this dragged a surprise mewl from the girl, and she froze up for the moment that it took Libi to take the offense. Slap, slap, jab, jab, Libi struck out at the kitten, and began to force her back. Alira eventually stabilized once they were edging into her side, and managed to equalize the fight again, in the middle. But, now with a tactic, Libi took up her end of the shtick. Even as Alira weaved through her defenses, the succubi took advantage of the innocent kitten; groping and stroking where she could, rough enough to drag those estranged mewls from the girl, and open her up to attack.

While this would be quite the scene for Ty to watch, they were becoming rather violent,rather quickly. From both, claws would unsheath, and their fighting became quicker; like a blur, they were stuck together. Ty could barely see what was going on, and if he tried to interfere, would have probably been torn to pieces. As it was, he couldn't see much at all, but flashes of their movements, in the dance that was their fight. Spinning and slashing, jabbing, kicking; it was a performance of delicacy above impact. Eventually, they separated, after a solid few minutes of the blurring show. Both moved to their sides, and stood, panting rather roughly. Of course, Ty's eyes wouldn't be attracted to their breath; but to their clothing. It seemed neither had managed to maim the other's skin, but their clothes were torn apart. Libi' ponytail was down, to reveal her flowing red locks, and her sports bra was in shreds. Her yoga pants were less damaged, but the law claw marks in it only enhanced the thin, taut material a few hundred times over. Liked ripped stockings; just something to tear through all the more eagerly. Alira, on the other hand, had a bikini-top hanging from one strap, while her shorts were just a mess of white fiber and denim that managed to hide her body. The two, shooting a glare at one another, eventually turned their gaze to the man admiring them. Simultaneous, they inquired forcefully,


"Who Won!?"​
 
"Ha ha, yeah OK......Libi are you joking? Libi don't maim her, Libi wait!" Ty said as he hurried after her. He smiled and quickly took his place back next to her as they headed back to the gym. Ty let go of her as they entered, walking around the side of the room to a weight bench. A smile playing on his face at how Alira played with the lights and seemed to take Libi's spar as a game that actual training. While she may have been adorable like always, Ty was currently seeing hearts when he looked at Libi. Of course she looked the epitimy of sexy as always but with every small more affectionate moment they share he felt that connection grow. He found himself slightly lost in thought for the beginning of their match. As impressive as it was to see Libi counter and toss Alira, he was wondering more about Mr. James. Ty was after all a historian and as a child he was quite infatuated with the states. Their history was so, American! Unclaimed land that men fought Indians, bears, and wilderness to get through. Settlers who risked life and limb to get out west, creating practically a different country over there with how far away the east was. The Wild West was of course a historians dream and also their wars and how courageously they fought in the past. As an adult he grew more to learn about the world but the states would always hold a special spot including the wild west. So that came to question, why did Jesse James have a succubus around? Was he a Mythic as well? How much of his 'story' was true? The big question though, the one that would plague him forever because he knew he could never get the answer. Why did Libi fall in love with him? Ty was pulled out of his head though at that familiar mewling he had heard last night. He half expected Libi to have her pinned to the ground and fingering her harshly yelling, 'How's that for strength bitch?!'. What he didn't expect to see was Libi incorporate her lust tactics in a fight. He kept watching with a grin, finding it slightly cool to actually have girls fighting for him. At least he rationalized it that in his mind they were totally fighting over him. Then he started to get worried at the sound of shredding. He could see claws and teeth being bared. Even Alira's tail flicking through the mess. They were so entangled and quickly moving they looked like a cartoon fight. A big cloud of smoke with a head or appendage popping out every second with a angry face. He stood and was about to stop them but was scared they actually wouldn't stop. Sure he could fix himself with magic but honestly, the girls could use their own if they wanted to go that far. Finally they stopped and Ty was left standing off to the side wide eyed. Ripped clothing, skin barred, heaving chest, all for him!(Or so he told himself in his head) His smile turned to a 'Oh shit' expression when they turned to him asking for the winner. Well like every good man in history he knew there was no winning here, so better to gently lose to both of them instead of pissing one of them off for practically forever. Ty held his arms out wide and walked over to them. "Girls, girls! Calm down, look at yourselves you're a mess. Come here." Ty said in a happy tone as he took Alira's hand and walked her over to Libi. One of his arms going around Libi's waist and the other wrapping around Alira's shoulders. "Now how about we put those claws away huh?.....No literally, can we retract each persons respective weapons of murder please? Come on that was a spar, you're not actually trying to hurt each other are you?" Ty said knowing damn well the answer was more than likely yes. He first turned to Alira and squeezed her tightly against him. "You! I mean wow! I really didn't expect you to be this amazing when you showed up at the shop weighing lighter than a bar stool but damn. Fought me for hours and still held up your own. A adorable pouch of kick ass Kitten." He praised even gently scratching behind her ear to try and drive home the point. Then Ty found and a bit of her ass was showing through the ripped Yoga pants. Ty's hand entangling in the fabric as he gripped Libi's ass. His attention turning back to her, while his eye's may have been new, they still gave the same signs. Libi would see that Ty was very much, in the mood at the moment. "And you, wow, I really thought you were just a lover and not a fighter but Libidine, you can handle your own." He leaned in and kissed her just bellow the ear before leaning in like he was going to whisper. Though he knew Alira would be able to hear it so he talked through their link. I don't care if you were fighting for my attention, or just because you don't like her. Either way I've never been more attracted to you. He pulled back and smiled at her before ripping at her yoga pants a bit more so he could get a better grip on her perfect heart of a ass. You know you're always my number one girl Libidine. I just think it's the cutest thing in the world to see any tinge of jealousy in you. He pulled away from the girls and stood with his arms crossed. "Now I don't want to be dealing with you two glaring at each other all night. Come on if you honestly want me to relax then at least show me you two can act like you're OK. So hug." He looked between either of them and nodded. "Come on, I'm not asking for a lot! We're going to be living with each other and I don't want you two trying to cut each other up. So hug it out." It was a ridiculous request but Ty figured that he could probably get the girls to do it. Either that or Libi would refuse and Alira would say how she would have done it and cuddle up to him and Libi would try and kill her again.

----------Fey Wild, Camelot.----------​

"By the Gods mercy can I go home yet?" Roaric asked as he leaned his head over the white, metal desk. He was in a white undershirt that reeked like he had been wearing it for days along with black pants that also weren't doing him any favors. They stunk like they'd been on his body for days because they had. After the raid on Februus's warehouse he had been brought back to the British wing of M.O.M. From there he was taken down to the portal wing and showed a portal that was behind a very heavily guarded lock door. He was told to walk through the ominous portal. While the portal was already ominous, it was also a bad omen that he was going alone. His superiors simply waited for him to walk through and wouldn't answer any questions. So he did, what he saw on the other side was something that few mythics and even fewer humans got to see. After traveling up a long flight of stairs, escorted by two armed golems he was hit with a strange smell. One that not very many orcs got to smell, magic. There, standing in front of him was a fortress, a combined effort of man and mythic made technology that rivaled nothing on earth. In the middle of this futuristic, amazing fortress stood a stone castle. It looked like it had a home in the dark ages but there was no cracks, no chips, just a strong castle that overwhelmed the futuristic buildings around it. Roaric stood in awe before he was approached by a human with a chestnut brown bear and flowing locks that matched. He was dressed in a two piece suit with a pair of dark black aviators covering his face. There were two strange things about him. One, around his waist was a belt with a sheathe for a long sword. You didn't see people carrying around those things these days. Two, he was just human. There was no magic about him, he didn't have pointy ears, this man had nothing Mythic about him that Roaric could tell. He was simply human, but then why was he here. The man smiled and took his glasses off before pocketing them and sticking his hand out. "Agent Stollrock, I've heard much about you over the years. Good to finally put a face to the name. Please follow me, we have much to talk about." The human said as he turned and started to walk. "Wait, sir! Excuse me but, who are you and where am I?" Roaric asked, about ready to steal one of these golem's guns and try to escape. Roaric had assumed he had pissed off the wrong head honcho with his move to raid Februus. He assumed he was being burnt and left on another dimension to fend for himself. The man turned back to him with a smile. "Sorry I guess I'm a little ahead of myself. I'm Agent Galahad, welcome to Camelot."

What a welcome it was. Days Roaric had been detained in a small room. While Lancelot would bring him meals and a cot when it was time to sleep he was not permitted to leave the room. The only person he talked to was Lancelot and the only answers he got out of him was that he was at the main branch of M.O.M in the Fey wild and he would be held for questioning until they were sure they got everything out of him. They asked about the operation but after day one they switched focus to the human he had used as bait. For three days they had asked him about Ty, every tiny detail. Over and over again Roaric told Lancelot everything. It even got to the point he was describing his scent. He told him about Libi, Jess, and Kimmie. He told him about the shop, about how at the time he was fighting with Libi. He told him about the pistol Ty kept on his waist, he told him everything. Still Lancelot kept questioning him and still he repeated his answers. It was another day and Roaric heard the door open so he just blurted it out, begging to leave this damn room. "Sorry son, not just yet. Almost finished though." A new voice said, causing Roaric to raise his head and spin quickly to see the new face. A clean shaven human in a white dress shirt with rolled up sleeves and black pants walked around the table. He had golden hair and a clean shaven but strong jaw. The man looked in his mid to late thirties but gave off a aura that he was older than a god. Like Lancelot he carried a sword on his hip but he also had a few files in his hand. Which he tossed down on the table before sitting across from Roaric. "Tough few days huh? I understand you don't want to be here anymore but you must understand we wouldn't keep you here unless under good cause. I'm Arthur by the way."
".....The Arthur?"
"Yes yes, Founder and leader of M.O.M to, though we like to keep that part to the Fey wild only. Not many mythics would be happy knowing their boss was human. Well to a extent but you know what I mean." Arthur sighed and lean back looking over his own folder, nodding as he read. "Two hundred years in service, very nice....You've done many missions for us, saved a lot of lives Agent Stollrock. Were you in the wars? The ones between you and elves?" Roaric shook his head. "No sir, I was in Africa for most of the time. Operation-"
"Sand wings, yes I see. Were you part of the ground squad that actually fought the elder dragon? Nasty things when they go rampant, you'll have to excuse me I haven't had many good relations with Dragons in the past. Roaric, what can you tell me about the humans Catholic religion?"
"Um, like most mythic legend it's based on roots that are true but most is made up by humans." Arthur nodded and closed the folder he had, placing it to the side and leaning forward. "True. You see there is a heaven and hell and there was a war between the two during the creation ages but that's where it gets shaky. You see like most Mythics, they were powerful and had their spats. Unlike most Mythics though, they cater to humans. Very few mythics actually directly tie themselves to humans but heaven and hell is specifically ment to harbinger human souls for eternity once they die. Now depending on who you ask, how you get in and what those places are called are different names but the point that I'm trying to get across is that they are real places." Arthur opened a file in front of Roaric that had pictures of what looked like biblical pictures and some old text. "The thing about heaven and hell is they are kingdoms, they produce angels, demons, and grant humans the life they want in the afterlife."
"Wasn't it that good souls go to heaven and bad souls are punished in hell?" Arthur chuckled and shook his head. "Humans, we love to talk out our assholes. No, honestly it was based on Satan wanting to break away from heaven to start his own land and that was looked at as bad by heaven. While demons over the years have been, on the darker side of the spectrum it's not as if they are born bad. The two kingdoms just have very different systems. Though like all kingdoms, eventually someone different wants the crown. It got the point in heaven the leadership was passed around so much that they just gave a title to whoever was ruling, God. Hell how ever has had a total or one ruler, through out all of time. Satan made the place, he kept the place. Many different beings have tried, all have failed, hell's crown stays with it's creator. Though when Satan and his fallen angels fell, the original god gave a prophecy. The workings of the prophecy are above your pay grade but know that they are of apocalyptic standards. Which brings me to this." Arthur slapped down a folder in front of Roaric and inside was all the information M.O.M had gathered on Tyson Alexander Poole. Roaric shook his head confused and looked up to Arthur. "Ty? I don't understand? Is he part of this prophecy?"
"No, but he had become a target from some people that may be. We want you to stay close. Work with him, become friends, ask him out for all I care as long as you are close. He may be in great danger and we need him to... develop."
"What does that mean? Never mind, above my pay grade I get it..... So what? I'm suppose to baby sit him? For how long?"
"Could be months, could be years, could be decades, we don't know. That part relies more on Ty. You're superiors will know of your job and will supply you with anything you need. I would suggest approaching Ty more as a friend than a job, you're probably gonna be around him for a while. We'll expect weekly check ins to debrief you. We promise they wont all be this long. Of course like all of your missions this is top secret, do not let anyone know of your true purpose. Oh and if you see this demon, I would advise any and all lethal force you can muster. If that happens get Ty to your rally point and tell the corespondent code purple, the rest will be taken care of." Roaric looked down at the picture Arthur was staring at and shrugged. "Who is he?"
"Ty's cousin. It was good meeting you Agent Stollrock, keep up the good fight. For Camelot, for freedom, for Mythic rights, blah blah blah, you know it all. I'm starving so I'm going to leave." as he said it Arthur simply stood and walked out the door, which promptly made Roaric try to chase after him asking where he was suppose to go. Though the moment he opened the door he'd see the other side was his uptown London flat. He stepped through and the door closed by itself. "Fucking babysitter, I've worked to long to be a babysitter." Roaric grumbled before stripping and walking off to shower.
 
Both of the girls eyes narrowed at his nonchalant murmurings; he hand't picked a winner. Even as he moved to grab Alira's hands, their eyes narrowed. Obviously he didn't like either of them! Was he just too good for them now?! Did he find someone else? Did Rhea sneak in, when the two were fighting so possessively?! Why didn't he pick a winner!? The girls were almost growling at him, until he clasped the wyverness' hand, to lead her to the waiting succubi. Of course, their attention was diverted to one-another, when he arms wrapped about them both; and almost tangible tension hanging in the air. Something about the two just set off at a wrong angle somewhere. But, that was beside the point. Almost immediately as they were touched, they pressed against their respective sides of him; Libi leaning her hips into his touch, while Alira rubbed happily up against his side. She was prompt to stop in abrupt surprise when his attention was turned on her, however, and her eyes widened a bit. Hell, even a touch of a blush found its way onto the wyverness' cheeks, as if she seemed overtly flustered by his compliment."I-It's nothing, really... I mean, I was just taught a lot...", she murmured abashedly in return, her gaze not meeting his, despite the purr that was promptly rising from her chest. Of course, Libi cracked a bit of a smirking smile at him; although it was wiped clean with surprise, when his hand settled on her ass. All the more-so was she speechless, when he tore her pants a bit wider, only to grasp at the firm globe that enticed his touch at all hours of the day. The succubi refrained from commenting in return to his compliment, but she did murmur mind-fully, As much as I hate you pointing that out... I'd kill for you to bend me over one of those benches right now..." Suddenly, his attention would be brought to the flow of strange arousal in their bond. Since he had began to feel her subtle emotions, he would find her to be almost aching with need; fighting seemed to turn her on. Of course, she was a bit of a masochist, but she was almost struggling to hold the rampant flow of juices that would've trailed along her thighs.

Of course, it was a whole different story, when the male told the two to hug. They looked in surprised anger to one another--well, Libi did, Alira didn't hold the slightest bit of ill-will to the demoness-- before glancing to Ty. He couldn't pick a winner, but her dared for them to hug? Oh, the humility, oh the... Libi's lips twisted into such a sinister smirk, Ty would swear it was time to leave. Yet, she stepped away from him, and spread her arms, welcoming Alira. The wyverness seemed surprised at first--she did sense the hostility from the demoness-- but was prompt to spring forward, and happily wrap her arms about Libi. The succubi was stunned at first, by the outpouring of enthusiasm--Ty sword a blush flashed over her cheeks--but was prompt to return it warmly, almost relaxing a bit. When they were done, however, the two didn't pull away; their bodies stayed tight together, on arm respectively wrapped around the other. The side of them present to him, spread apart just a bit; Alira cocking her head curiously to the succubi. Libi, of course, had her gaze on Ty, smiling. "Is that what you wanted, Master?", she inquired, almost sweetly, as her and Alira's bodies mashed together. The demoness much larger, bared chest, being rubbed in contrast to Alira's smaller, but perkier globes. Of course, their shapely twins of bodies also met, in all the right places to form the best of ideas.

It wasn't to last, however, as Libi's lips suddenly turned up. There was only one way for her to win, it seemed."Or were you thinking more like....", in a flash, she turned, and her hands clasped the wyverness' head on either side. Their lips locked together--Alira had no say in the matter, mewling in abrupt surprise--in a flurry, and Ty would immediately see some tongue. From Libi to Alira, of course, as the succubi enforced her dominance. It was both mirthful, and erotic, to see the wyverness' cheeks bulge just a bit in utter shock, as her mouth was domineered and claimed. Yet, she didn't fight back in the least. If anything, she seemed overly-accepting, and Ty would soon notice her own willingness to play that sultry game; the wet sounds of a heated make-out session filling the air, as their tongues intertwined. Their eyes were closed after that first moment, but Libi's eventually snapped open, to shoot Ty a cunning, sultry little wink.
 
Ty smiled happily to see the two happily embrace him. Alira blushing and looking away from him as he rained on her with compliments. While Libi just admitted defeat to her desires. Actually feeling her emotions flow through their link was strange but so inviting. He being able to feel her mood change and just how bad she wanted it made him slip into the mood. Her horny feelings seeming to jump start his like jumper cables. Though he hadn't wanted to do anything. While he was a little bit of a exhibitionist, he didn't want Rhea to come in on him getting dirty with his succubus and her daughter. Though those feelings of caution were quickly disappearing as Libi made her move. Ty first crossed his arms over his chest and smiled as the two girls embraced each other. "See, that wasn't so hard huh? Now we can all enjoy each others company." Ty rang with genuine happiness that the girls were showing some affection to each other. Though that was before Libi started to question him, call him master and press her body against Alira. "L-Libi..." was all Ty could muster as if he was warning her to stop. Then she went farther, kissing Alira so full of heat. The wet noises of their kisses as their tongues started to fight back and forth. The purring and moans only driving him more crazy. Ty reached up and rubbed his chin, shaking his head. "A-a-alright real funny. Now let's stop and go home alright?" He smiled weakly but watched as she kept going. His cock grew in his shorts, he knew Libi could feel him, smell him, he may have been telling her to stop but she knew he really didn't mean it. The thing was, Ty was stressed. After losing fights one after another for hours he was sore and tense. Now two sexy women were making out right in front of him with torn clothes and heavy breathing

Ty took a step too them and put his hands between them. Pushing them apart with a surprising strength. He grabbed Libi's wrist and pulled her so she was facing him completely. Ty looked at her with a familiar look though one she had never seen on Ty. One of a predator who had caught their prey. "Are you that damn horny Libidine? That you need to push me to the tipping point? So that I'll shove my cock in your dripping hole and fuck you?" His words sounded like he was angry with her but she would know he was being playful. That he was tense and horny and those two made for rough sex. As he spoke he reached down the waistband of her ripped yoga pants and quickly slipped two fingers into her wanting hole. He knew that while foreplay was for when they were taking it slow, she never needed it. If anything it was a delay from the good part. His fingers plunged in and out of her quickly, his other hand holding her gently by the back of her neck forcing her to look into her hungry eyes. Ty looked around until he spotted a weight bench and smirked. His hand quickly withdrew from her pants and Ty grabbed her's and Alira's wrist, pulling them over to the bench. "Alira, we're gonna start on our second lesson about sex. Arrrh!" Ty growled slightly as his hands gripped Libi's body hugging yoga pants and ripped them from the back. Letting her perfect ass and pussy open to the air, open to him to play with. Ty leaned over her back as soon as he ripped the hole, craning his head around to meet her plump lips as he deeply kissed at her. His tongue fighting against hers in a heated passion while his hands gripped and groped at her body. Gods have mercy, I'm going to fuck you so hard. He said through their link. She knew damn well what she was getting into and he knew just how much she wanted it. He pulled away from their kiss, a deep breath coming to his lips and his tongue hanging out of his mouth. A small trail of their saliva linked between them as he panted gently. He only smiled at her before pulling away and pushing down on her back to bend over the bench. "Ah, See Alira? Libi here lives for sex, she's constantly thinking about it and constantly wants it. We, fucking shorts come on, we share a link though so I feel just how badly she wants it. That gets me in the mood, and then she ends up with ripped clothes and fulled slash covered in cum. Finally!" Ty had been trying desperately to get his cock out as he talked to Alira. He was like a animal in heat as he pawed at the zipper trying to get it down. Ty got behind her and slowly ran his cock between her ass cheeks. His grunting almost sounding like growling as he moved his hard long length over her holes. "You see, Libi likes it rough." He said with a rough and loud spank to her ass, causing the thick cheek to jiggle slightly around his cock. Making him throb and smile. "Isn't that right baby?" He asked teasingly, he was giving off a whole different vibe. While Ty may have teased her in the past, she could always get a little to demonic and over power him if she got fed up. Today though, Ty felt a power, he felt strong. One thing was for sure, Ty was setting the pace, that didn't mean she'd have to wait for long. Another hard slap came on the other cheek, a slightly red hand print showing on her ass while his head pushed itself through her wet lips. "Look, see how wet she is? Just from having her pants ripped and being spanked. Are you horny for me Libi?" Ty teased her again but now felt his cock throb with desperation. It was to much, he wasn't going to stand here and finger her till she was a waterfall. They would build up another day, today he wanted to fuck. "Watch closely Alira, this is the fucking I told you about." Ty held one of Libi's shoulders in one hand and held the base of his cock in the other. He pushed his fat head into her wanting hole and then gripped her shoulder. With a fast, hard and surprisingly deep thrust he pushed the whole length of his cock into her. It seemed like every time they fucked his cock came closer to the perfect cock for Libi. He reached deeper inside of her now and his thickness stretched her wet lips perfectly along his shaft. He groaned and threw his head back, letting out a loud unfiltered moan into the air before smiling. "Gods! That's my fucking girl!" He said with a slight laugh feeling her already trying to milk him as he held his cock as deep as he could in her. Now though with both hands on her shoulders he started to fuck her. No this wasn't sex, this was fucking. Close to how those men had used her last night but on top of that their connection was being flooded by his feelings of affection. He may have been fucking her like she was a sex toy but it was pretty clear that she was the only woman on his mind. Because of that he wanted to give her what she wanted in the amount of time they had. So his cock moved fast and hard in and out of her pussy, feeding her dripping hole a large meal of his meat with the promise of a massive dessert after. When I woke up, I was really horny. Something must have happened to me in my sleep. Once I've worked you for as long as I can, Gods will I cover you. At this time he'd completely ignored Alira, letting her do as she pleased. Ty was to busy groaning and moaning, the sounds of their skin slapping together hard ringing out in the room as he fucked her like he hated her. After all, she had been a good girl.
 
Libi had hoped that her little ploy would be successful, but she was wholly unprepared for the sudden movement from her bond-mate. So ruthlessly, he pulled the two apart, and fixed her with an almost glaring look. At first, she quaked a little bit, thinking him mad, but that tiny touch of a smile aleviated her fears, and a bit of wonder came to her eyes instead. To think that she could have driven him so far, caused him to...A soft, needy moan of surprise,and his succubi's back arched deliciously, thrusting forward right on his fingers. At just that slender penetration, he could feel her walls clamp down. A diluge of her juices ran through his fingers, and began to trail her thighs; showing just how diligently she had been holding things back for them. "Mmmm... you know me, Master... I'm always just a good girl...", she teased right back, as her pearlescant teeth found her lower lip; biting down the with the erotic look of someone practically begging to be fucked. Of course, as he lead them both--Alira piping up at the mention of another lesson, eager to learn more... especially after the last one--to the weight bench, the succubi's eyes gleamed. So many things he could do on one... so many ways to position her... Then a gasp, a startled little thing, that had the demoness glancing behind her, at Ty. Sure, she only wore clothes because Ty wanted her to, but it wasn't as if that cloth kink didn't appeal to her, either. Clothes could visually, if not physically, make anything better, be they sexy, or simply have the capacity for it. As it was, her soaken pussy and tight little rosebud of an ass had been revealed to the kitten and her bond-mate; even as her lips were claimed. Gods. Whatever you're doing, don't... gods, don't stop! Libi murmured back to him mentally; her rapidly raising breathing rate evidence of her arousal alone, if her dripping womanhood wasn't enough. His hands roaming her body had her squirming and panting, pressing breasts, hips, even rolling her abdomen needily to his questing touch.

Then, shoved down onto a bench, she reclined with a lusty look; eagerly watching him, and licking at her lips, as he frantically tore at his shorts. Gods, was it arousing to see him flail around so needily. While her own body ached with the true need for what sated her, it was all the more satisfying to see her bond-mate struggled with a similar, unbeatable craving for the demoness. Of course, that was only added to when that hot, throbbing manhood shifted up between the cheeks of her ass. A tentative shiver of apprehensional lust shot up her spine; only for her to be snapped from it with a savage spanking. Her eyes shot wide at the force of it, and she choked in a breath. That daze looked found Ty, in utter surprise, before her other cheek was slapped just as brutally. This time, her head snapped back, and she barely stiffled a cry; her hips bucking upwards at nothing with the same blind arousal that Kimmie had shown that first time in the bedroom. Hell, she couldn't even muster a witty retort to him, for the sheer tease he was giving her. Libi had yet to be so physically aroused; so turned on, and sheerly aching for that which he taunted her. If course, that taunting didn't last long, as he finally grabbed her, and with a word to Alira, threw his hips forward. One hard stroke, and he was in her. This time, her moan found his in synchronous-ity, and the demoness' back arched sharply. A hiss of expletive-filled ecstacy filled the air, but that was lost to cries of joyous pleasure, when Ty began to fuck her in earnest.

It was true that succubi didn't need foreplay; their bodies were built for the action of bodily sin, and nothing more. Yet, the action itself, even in a short build-up, could do wonders for them. So it was that the succubi's mind was practically blanking, as she was railed into. Even as her sweet cries of music filled the air, her body was forced up against him, needily bucking to his hips, as if to get all the more she could. In reality, she was struggling to maintain control, of her power, of that latent magic that ran through her, in volumes un-akin to others. After all, Rhea would be mad, if everyone in her building so suddenly began to sport erections or wet-spots. Of course, it didn't help when he gave her that brilliant imagery. Gods... her body limp with exhaustion, clothes ripped through, pussy and ass a soft tinge of red from heavy use... his seed covering her, practically coating her body, from hair to toe...It sent deliciously dirty thoughts spiraling up her spine so quickly, that she could only deliriously murmur out to him, "Y-Yes... Master... h-harder...harder, Master...Give it to me... All of it..." In her near-delirium state of an utterly aroused mess, her inflections of his playful nickname took on a much more real edge. Libi was begging him to give her his all; to fuck her halfway to oblivion, if he dared. Of course, all the while, those feelings of affection and lust intertwined. Libi couldn't help the natural pulsings of eroticism in her mind, but an equal rush of affection met his. Even if their bodies were tied in something devastatingly sinful, their minds were clinging to a romance of absurd proportions.

Of course, throughout this, there was a watcher. Alira would mostly stay silent for the beginning, for his movement with Libi. But, as they quickly progressed, she could only murmur, "Y-Yeah...", in agreement to simply how soaked his bond-mate was. Libi's juices were just trailing down her thighs, after all. But, as the fucking really got off to a start, she began to squirm and mewl softly. Gods, her body was on fire, again. Like the night before, these activities only seemed to awaken something inside her; something devilish and sinful. Something so right, but so wrong, that she couldn't help but try and appease. Thus, she shimmied those shorts right down to her knees--she splayed back to sit on a nearby bicep machine--and her hand quickly found that nub Ty had abused the night before. Without experience, she pressed down on it too far; and her cry of surprised pleasure hit a note equal to Libi's, if only for a moment. Quickly, she adapted, and her finger began to hit and rub on that sweet spot; tiny little circles that drove her hips forward, and caused her womanhood to seep its own sweet juices. Yet, it didn't seem enough. These gnawing sensations were just too much... too...hey, she could probably... if she just... After a few moments of rubbing, and watching the couple fuck roughly, she bit down on her lower lip, and the wyverness grabbed one of her legs. Spreading them both wide, she lifted one of them up, and bent her body far down. Mind you, she seemed to be part cat... so it was no surprise, when her own tongue found that little nub;and a new shuddery mewl of ecstasy left her. Gods, did it feel good, and she only wanted to taste herself more. Thus, the wyverness dug in; licking and lashing at her own clit, which drew out cry after shuddering cry of her pleasure; even more so when her tongue lashed out to taste from the nectar of arousal flowing from her pussy. If Ty even took a glance to his peripheral vision, he would find his 'kitten' bent over, one leg lifted, the other spread wide, lapping at her own clit with the flexibility of an Olympiad. Her tail, behind her, swished in haphazard, rapid, flicking movements, as if betraying the raw sensations that were evident on her mewling lips. "T-Toy... it... feelsh goodz..."
 
It had been a little over a day since the last time Ty and Libi had sex. The morning of Alira's arrival they had a short but nice moment on the couch. Though after the day they had yesterday it seemed like it had been forever since their last time. It was the perfect storm, a mixture of him being able to feel how hot she was through their link, the tension that had been weighing down on him, that tempting kiss she had with Alira. Oh Libi was asking for it and Ty was more than happy to give it to her. He growled a beastly groan of lust as they fucked. His hands pulling back on her shoulders, meeting every thrust of his thick shaft deep into her. The sounds of wet, hard, fast sex ringing out around them as he showed no signs of slowing after close to ten minutes of what could only be described as a brutal fuck. Every thrust was rough and fast, yet their link conveyed a deep passion. While his movements and his lustful growls may have been saying that he was reminding her who the master was. Their link was kissing while he caressed her, knowing that she liked it hard when she was horny and how he'd always give her what she wanted. Ty's mouth hung open, panting like a tired dog that was set on knocking up his mate and wouldn't quit. His eyes looked over to his mewling and moaning kitten. Oh how perfect she was, she may have been the cutest thing he'd ever seen but there was a sex fiend deep in that tiny body fighting it's way out.

For the moment he focused on Libi. Her broken words trying to tell him she wanted more of what he was giving. So Ty could only grunt back in agreement to her request, pushing his long fat shaft as deep as he could into her. Holding himself inside her while his hands moved from her shoulders down to her thighs. He lifted her up, holding her lower half in his grip and taking away any control she had left. He was going to fuck her, she could only beg for him to please her while he pounded away at her holes like he was trying to mold them around his cock. He kept going, fucking her hard, fast and deep. His long length penetrating her over and over, watching how she grabbed at him as he pulled out. Finally though he diverted his attention over to his favorite feline drake. She seemed so intense of getting herself off as she licked at herself. To be honest seeing her lick her own pussy was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen and he was about to show Libi just how turned on he was by it. That would mean that Alira was all by herself though, and Ty was a team player. "You seem to really like that Kitten. Ah! That's good, but you don't have to tire yourself out. Libi will happily help, won't you honey?" Ty pulled his cock completely out of her now, a loud moan at the cold air hitting his drenched cock as he pulled it out. Pulsating and throbbing in the air. Ty wasn't wasting any time though and quickly lifted Libi's legs. Making it so she was laying on her back on the bench. Ty pushed the bench effortlessly over to the machine Alira was on, putting Libi's face just in front of Alira's crotch. Ty straddled the bench and started to rub his cock over her lips, threading his pulsing member along her. His hand gripped at her sports bra and ripped the middle strap off, letting her large breast free to the air. His hand quickly started to play with them, groping and pinching her nipple in his fingers. "Come on baby, make her cum and I promise I'll fill you up and cover you. All for you Libi, I'll cover your body in my cum and then fill up your hungry pussy so you can feel me for the rest of the day." He waited for her to start licking Alira, using sex as a sort of bonding experience between the girls. Though at the same time he just wanted to see Alira cum on Libi's face. The moment she even stuck her tongue out he'd resume his hard, fast fucking.
 
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