Wings of Blood and Flame
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Adult ++
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Category:
+S through Z › Xenogears
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,449
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Xenogears, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
We Hurt Each Other
We Hurt Each Other
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Chapter Warnings: PBP
BP
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chaos makes his way to the training center, the realien in tow, reminicing. While not particularally interested in Rubedo's goal for it's own sake, he can see why Rubedo is drawn to it. What did Shelly say? "A lust for conquest and absolute power, and the desire to have a really big...gun". Whatever. As long as the kid kept up his 'target practice' with him, he'd do just about anything.
Arriving at the combat simulator, they step inside, a default grassy field loading up. Not bothering to initialize any opponents, he becons the blond realien to the center of the field. Seeing him look over quizzically, chaos explains. "There's this...technique I've been working on, lately. It enhances awareness and stimulates the release of...endorphins. Since Shion's neem maggomg us so much to develop 'Dual Techs', I was wondering if you could help out.
The realien nods amicably. "I would be glad to. It sounds like a useful skill."
chaos grins in response. "You have no idea." Looking ove over, he frowns. "It would, of course, be more efficient for you to strip down..."
Again, the realien nods. "Affirmative. The Vector Weapons Development, 'Swimsuit' Edition does suggest that such will provide a 25% increase in the rate of technique acquisition." Without further delay, he begins to undress. Removing his outer uniform, he begins to slide out of his jumper, revealing wel-developed sholders, followed by a smooth, sculpted chest, and hard washboard abs.
As he finalls kicks off his last bit of legging, chaos closes to him, unable to keep his eyes off of him. "It's simple," chaos says, wrapping one arm around the realien's tight ass, squeezing gently. "All you have to do...is this." His other hand snakes down the realien's boxers, drawing a gasp as he slowly wraps his fingers about the his cock, stroking it gently. Letting go of the realien's butt, he grabs one of the realien's hands, guiding it to hin shn shorts. Pressing his lithe body against the other's hard, muscular physique, his nerves alight with pleasure.
As they jerk each other off, chaos' need grows stronger and stronger, until he is unable to abide this slower pace. Pulling his hand out of the realien's shorts, he allows him to take over himself, as he wraps his arms about the realien's neck. Pulling him down to his knees, he drives himself into the realien's unsuspecting mouth. As nothing happens immediately, he begins thrusting in and out himself until he catches on, beginning to suck. Unable to stop himself, he continues thrusting, burying his fingers in the realien's beautiful golden hair, pulling them harder and harder togeather. The pressure within him builds rapidly, leading him to thrust harder and more urgently, until the inevetable release, unloading himself into the realien's mouth.
Pulling himself out, he brings himself down, eye to eye with the docile, horny realien. Realizing that he's still working on his own erection, chaos decides to assist. Pushing him down, face-up in the grass, he begins pumping the growing shaft two-handed. The realien below begins bucking his hips with each blow, desperate to squeeze out every last ounce of stimulation. As he begins to moan, chaos ups the temo, much to his subject's pleasure. In an instant, he stiffens, as his warm, creamy liquid spurts out and ovhaoshaos' hands. Falling limp, he fails to notice the wicked gleam in chaos' crimson eyes. Rubbing sticky hands over the wilting shaft, he starts rubbing vigorously, harder and higher than before. Left tender from his recent release, the realien can but wimper in extecy, his arms rising of their own accord to stroke chaos' arms and sides. Set aflame by the added sensation brought by his self-lubrication, his arousal peaks once more, and he cums again, splashing all over his abdomen and lower chest.
chaos, hard once more, slithers up the realien's body, cock pressed fiercely against him. Running his hands up and down the realien, he hungrily laps up the little puddles of semen, gently humping him. Traversing up further, he switches from tongue to tooth, the realien's pain an erotic addition to the pleasure gleaned from the well-toned body he thrusts against relentlessly. Nipping the neck, he bites a bit too hard, drawing a hint of blood. The taste of blood, mingling in his mind with his ever-intensifying need, drive him past all sense, leading him to plunge into the realien's necr mor more. The look of contentment resting on the realien's face twists into frozen pain, as chaos hits the artery. Blood spurts across his face, hungrily lapped into his mouth. Simultaniously, he explodes across the realien's groin, the combined sensations drivhim him ever further. Mercilessly continuing to hump, his moist cock sliding eroticlaly over slick washboard abs, he sucks the lifeblood spurting from the realien's neck. Driven wild, he slams, faster and harder, thrilled by the miasma of pleasures, until he erupts into one final orgasm, soaking himself and the dying realien in his cum.
Spent, he collapses, lying still on the wonderfully sticky body for a moment. Arising, he turns his back on the realien, stained white and red. On his way out, he instructs the computer to activate the 'Minotaur' simulation, knowing that it will eliminate his mess.
As the door seals behind him, he heads off in search of Rubedo.
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Chapter Warnings: PBP
BP
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chaos makes his way to the training center, the realien in tow, reminicing. While not particularally interested in Rubedo's goal for it's own sake, he can see why Rubedo is drawn to it. What did Shelly say? "A lust for conquest and absolute power, and the desire to have a really big...gun". Whatever. As long as the kid kept up his 'target practice' with him, he'd do just about anything.
Arriving at the combat simulator, they step inside, a default grassy field loading up. Not bothering to initialize any opponents, he becons the blond realien to the center of the field. Seeing him look over quizzically, chaos explains. "There's this...technique I've been working on, lately. It enhances awareness and stimulates the release of...endorphins. Since Shion's neem maggomg us so much to develop 'Dual Techs', I was wondering if you could help out.
The realien nods amicably. "I would be glad to. It sounds like a useful skill."
chaos grins in response. "You have no idea." Looking ove over, he frowns. "It would, of course, be more efficient for you to strip down..."
Again, the realien nods. "Affirmative. The Vector Weapons Development, 'Swimsuit' Edition does suggest that such will provide a 25% increase in the rate of technique acquisition." Without further delay, he begins to undress. Removing his outer uniform, he begins to slide out of his jumper, revealing wel-developed sholders, followed by a smooth, sculpted chest, and hard washboard abs.
As he finalls kicks off his last bit of legging, chaos closes to him, unable to keep his eyes off of him. "It's simple," chaos says, wrapping one arm around the realien's tight ass, squeezing gently. "All you have to do...is this." His other hand snakes down the realien's boxers, drawing a gasp as he slowly wraps his fingers about the his cock, stroking it gently. Letting go of the realien's butt, he grabs one of the realien's hands, guiding it to hin shn shorts. Pressing his lithe body against the other's hard, muscular physique, his nerves alight with pleasure.
As they jerk each other off, chaos' need grows stronger and stronger, until he is unable to abide this slower pace. Pulling his hand out of the realien's shorts, he allows him to take over himself, as he wraps his arms about the realien's neck. Pulling him down to his knees, he drives himself into the realien's unsuspecting mouth. As nothing happens immediately, he begins thrusting in and out himself until he catches on, beginning to suck. Unable to stop himself, he continues thrusting, burying his fingers in the realien's beautiful golden hair, pulling them harder and harder togeather. The pressure within him builds rapidly, leading him to thrust harder and more urgently, until the inevetable release, unloading himself into the realien's mouth.
Pulling himself out, he brings himself down, eye to eye with the docile, horny realien. Realizing that he's still working on his own erection, chaos decides to assist. Pushing him down, face-up in the grass, he begins pumping the growing shaft two-handed. The realien below begins bucking his hips with each blow, desperate to squeeze out every last ounce of stimulation. As he begins to moan, chaos ups the temo, much to his subject's pleasure. In an instant, he stiffens, as his warm, creamy liquid spurts out and ovhaoshaos' hands. Falling limp, he fails to notice the wicked gleam in chaos' crimson eyes. Rubbing sticky hands over the wilting shaft, he starts rubbing vigorously, harder and higher than before. Left tender from his recent release, the realien can but wimper in extecy, his arms rising of their own accord to stroke chaos' arms and sides. Set aflame by the added sensation brought by his self-lubrication, his arousal peaks once more, and he cums again, splashing all over his abdomen and lower chest.
chaos, hard once more, slithers up the realien's body, cock pressed fiercely against him. Running his hands up and down the realien, he hungrily laps up the little puddles of semen, gently humping him. Traversing up further, he switches from tongue to tooth, the realien's pain an erotic addition to the pleasure gleaned from the well-toned body he thrusts against relentlessly. Nipping the neck, he bites a bit too hard, drawing a hint of blood. The taste of blood, mingling in his mind with his ever-intensifying need, drive him past all sense, leading him to plunge into the realien's necr mor more. The look of contentment resting on the realien's face twists into frozen pain, as chaos hits the artery. Blood spurts across his face, hungrily lapped into his mouth. Simultaniously, he explodes across the realien's groin, the combined sensations drivhim him ever further. Mercilessly continuing to hump, his moist cock sliding eroticlaly over slick washboard abs, he sucks the lifeblood spurting from the realien's neck. Driven wild, he slams, faster and harder, thrilled by the miasma of pleasures, until he erupts into one final orgasm, soaking himself and the dying realien in his cum.
Spent, he collapses, lying still on the wonderfully sticky body for a moment. Arising, he turns his back on the realien, stained white and red. On his way out, he instructs the computer to activate the 'Minotaur' simulation, knowing that it will eliminate his mess.
As the door seals behind him, he heads off in search of Rubedo.