Henshin!

It was so different from their usual sex, way better than before: the feeling of her bare walls squeezing him and the warmth, wet feeling of its grip was nothing compared to when he used a condom. He was sure that he wouldn’t be able to return to using it afterwards; he was sure he didn’t want to, also.  His hips sped up, ramming her intimacy hard and fast as he could while his hands held her from the waist, pulling her body down with each thrust rather than letting her bounce on him, as if he wanted to keep his length deep inside her as long as possible. 

     His promise seemed earnest, which was something she was definitely happy about, both from a financial and personal standpoint. He seemed to be an honestly good person, and that was usually a rarity when it came to people paying for sex. Not to mention the way his fingers gently stroked the back of her hand made it almost impossible not to want to remain there with him, even if she knew it was all part of her job.

     And yet, the suggestion of a short break wasn’t a particularly bad one, a drink a rather welcome idea. So, she gave him a warm smile and a nod, choosing to let him move first, not wanting to seem eager to get away - not that she was in any sense of the phrase. In fact, the only reason she really was interested in getting up was to get a drink - the suggestion making her realize that it really was a good idea.

“ Sure, a drink sounds good to me. What kind of thing do you have in mind? ”

The black haired man slowly reached for the bathrobe, putting it on then standing up from his bed. His dark eyes glanced back towards the female: he gazed at her figure while she remained on the bed, finding her more attractive and alluring with each passing second. He was pleased that it was like it, knowing that his former escort had been one of a kind and, to certain extent, irreplaceable. Panty, by her own right, was becoming unique as well. 

The male handed her the bathrobe in case she wanted to cover her nudity for the time being, not because he couldn’t handle being naked around her or vice versa, but as a way for both to state they were on a break. The male walked towards the cart, picking up the champagne bottle then serving a glass for each one, leaving the bottle where it was before once he finished. 

“They sure are ugly sons of bitches… I’ve seen worse. Yeah yeah yeah, I’m staying back. I’ve got you covered from over here,” She grumbled, aiming the strange weapon in her hands towards one of the creatures and pulling the trigger. A beam of plasma, bright neon blue and as hot as the sun itself, shot out from the elongated barrel and sliced through the alien like being. Off lopped its arm and leg, making it fall to the ground in a heap of limbs and wails of pain. 

“One down,” She said cheerfully, lining up another shot. She seemed to be getting an odd sense of pleasure from this - like she was far too used to doing this. A smug little grin crossed her face as she took down a couple more of the monsters. 

“They’re like slicing through butter with a warm knife~” She laughed. “Fuck if necromorphs were this easy to kill I’d be fucking rich.”

For a mercenary, she was rather efficient, clearing several of them with her weapon. He was curious what kind of technology she handled and where he could get it, since the mass production of the Sengoku Driver would only produce so many, it was better to find weapons to fend off Inves.

Another two of them came directly towards him, using the blade of the Sonic Arrow to slash them horizontally, causing them to explode into nothing due the overcharge of energy coming from the blade. Takatora noticed that their numbers had drastically decreased, being but four left. The male was glad about it, meaning Ygdrassill could contain this area rather easily than usual. Or so he thought. 

One of the Inves had noticed the vine of Helheim fruits that had come from the Crack, quickly lunging into it. The claws quickly hoarded all of them, ingesting them with loud growling noises. As it ate, the alien’s body started to mutate, his body covered in the same vine-like flora before shredding from it. The gray like skin had turned fiery red, and the body had became slightly more anthropomorphic than before, somewhat of a lion, shooting a large fireball from its snout, which it hit the ground, scorching it. 

Laura looked over her shoulder and blinked as she shifted her grip on the bag with her Christmas shopping in it. “Uh..okay?” she said, glancing around. “Are you looking for something in particular?”

Ellie watched in confusion and slight fear at what the hell she was witnessing. Then again, she had seen much weirder things in her time and she wasn’t about to let herself get distracted by a man suddenly having some anime like transformation into a crazy elaborate costume stop her from getting a paycheque. Whoever her mystery employer was, was certainly going to get an earful after this.

“I really don’t get paid enough for this shit…” She muttered, checking the ammo count on the plasma cutter and readying it like he had instructed. “We’ll see… I just hope whatever the fuck is making those noises and is about to come out of that… hole…. isn’t made of dead humans and controlled by a giant space rock…” God forbid this be yet another strange mutation of the various Marker outbreaks she was so used to…

Takatora only let a huff escape from her lips at the mention of human bodies. If only she knew…most likely she would drop the job or she would become less efficient than he thought she was. Either way, since she was already here, the male would give her the opportunity to do her job.

The animal like growling became more apparent as several grey creatures with giant claws and alien-like appearance came out from the portal. The first reaction to it was to reach the vines with red fruits hanging from it. Takatora quickly shot an energy arrow towards the plant, making it catch fire that burned every single of the Helheim fruits. This brought their attention to the attackers, flailing their arms in anger before charging towards the white clad male and the woman behind him.