#reverse harem lads

All you wanted was cake! That was it! Delicious cake after a hard day of work to enjoy with the important men in your life.

Instead, you were pushed by a strange, truck-like Wanderer into a spatial anomaly and currently living in the new web comic you and Tara had become obsessed with, Zero Space Love. You had come across it one day while idly browsing, only to find all of the men in your life on the cover in some sort of fantastical reverse harem Otome. Sure, all the men in your life were famous and well known, but you still found it incredibly weird and started hate reading it, only to be drawn in by the plot and art. Their story of love that spanned eons touched you and when you had shown it to the guys, they had just given you a half smile and walked away, telling you to enjoy.

And now you were in the middle of the season one finale as the Villain, facing down the Saint who was supposed to be the main love interest. The ornate ballroom was the pride of the magical empire with everyone wearing the latest in high fashion. Including the Saint, who trembled on the ground below you, red wine blooming across their white uniform, everyone staring at you with disgust.

“How… how could you ruin this ball to bring all of the kingdoms together? Even if you are heir to the throne and the Great Dowager Empress Josephine favors you, this is too cruel and I will not stand for it. I only wanted to congratulate you on your upcoming engagement and thank you for inviting me. Now you push me and tell me to get out?” They said, tears in their bright blue eyes accentuated by their pink hair as everyone began to murmur and whisper.

You had been rooting for the Saint who seemed so kind and loving in the web comic, but now you were just annoyed, because they did not know anything.

While you may have been pushed into the Villain’s body, you knew they were not a villain, but secretly a victim the whole time, forced to suffer under the growing cult, NEVER’s, rule with terrible experiments for the good of the Empire. The love interests had all believed the saint when they would cry, seemingly never coming to the aid of the Villain, content to let things play out.

But you would not end up villain or victim. You were getting out of here and finding a way back home.

“I am deeply sorry for the trouble. I will remove myself then.” You said, bowing before fleeing the elaborate ballroom, praying no one followed you. The Villain was supposed to get engaged tonight, but as you looked on your ring finger, you saw no engagement ring.

Good, that would only complicate matters and you had your true love(s) to get home to instead of this mad fairytale.

You ripped off the ornamentation, being careful to avoid the jewels, wishing you had your gun or a weapon of some sort as you fled into the dark forest to the secret cottage the villain had built for themselves. Uncaring of the monsters that roamed about, you leapt over fallen logs and strange mushrooms until you found the quaint cottage.

Alright, step one, somehow make money to be able to flee the Empire if need be, and get away from the love interests. You weren’t a bad cook and you were craving the cake that had been ruined in this journey. Perhaps you could open a traveling food cart in disguise?

The reason NEVER had been tormenting the villain so was because they had a strange and intense magic that rivaled the Saint’s, said to unlock other worlds and call upon the Cosmos. NEVER has wanted to expand their reach into the realm of fairies and beyond and had been using the Villain to do so. The last panel you had read as you were getting the cake before the web comic went on a brief break seemed to indicate the Saint was somehow working with the strange leader of NEVER, but you had hoped that was just a plot twist to keep fans guessing over the break.

If the Saint was working with NEVER, you were in trouble.

Best to hide away from everyone while you figured things out. The villain had hidden some jewels away in the cottage, and you kept the ones you had on, so at least you could get supplies. You opened the door of the cottage, only to be taken aback as five dark shapes rolled towards you, hissing and gurgling.

Monsters? How did they get in here?

You raised your ridiculous glass boot to stomp them, only to halt as the moonlight revealed…. Blobbus?

Oh… was this the secret the author hinted at being in the cottage? They must have played the same mini game as you and fell in love with the Blobbus. You crouched down, holding out a hand to the Blobbus, all five of them bouncing forward to nuzzle your hand and you swallowed a squeal. They are even more cute off the screen and emanate a comforting warmth despite their jelly like skin.

“It’s just us now, huh?” You said before freezing as a dark shadow fell over you and you heard a familiar voice say “I wouldn’t be so sure about that!”

You stood to see…

The suit of armor cursed as the Dread Lich King of the Revenants of Sinderfell, looking for revenge against the empire who had destroyed his kingdom, his soul and body separated.

You stared in horror as the black armor that was lit with an unholy white flame raised its hand to attack you with a large black claymore. You raised your arms up to protect yourself, a glittery wave of the cosmos appearing to absorb the attack as the Blobbus all growled and pounced upon the armor.

The Dread Lich King of the Sindersfell Revenants howled in anger, attempting to pry off the Blobbus as he thrashed and you desperately looked around the cottage for a weapon. The Mad Tyrant he was known as, controlled and tamed only by the Saint.

But you knew the truth.

The body was a mere puppet of the lost prince’s desire for revenge. His true soul was stuck in a sword, buried deep in a forest of Forget-Me-Nots.

You had to find the sword, it was the only way.

You blinked as a swirling portal of stars appeared before you, leading to the forest.

“Come on!” You shouted to the Blobbus as you ran to the portal, the suit of armor roaring behind you, angry flaming blue eyes narrowing behind the slit of its helm.

⭐

You fell into the field of Forget-Me-Nots under the moonlight, the Blobbus bouncing on your back as the portal closed behind you and you breathed a sigh of relief. The Blobbus squeaked in concern, pressing around your face as you braced yourself to sit up.

“I’m fine. I’m fine.” You said before frowning as your stomach growled, the Blobbus imitating the sound and looking up at you with sad, wobbly eyes.

You had been camping enough times with Xavier that you could probably throw something together for everyone.

“Alright, alright, I’ll get some food and-” You started to say as a bright light appeared in front of you, dropping off a cardboard box from your favorite convenience store.

You hesitated before opening it, finding a portable gas stove, a pot, some rice, meat, broth, vegetables, and sauces. Huh… was the Villain really that powerful that they could summon items from your world? No wonder NEVER wanted them.

You set to work cooking up a hearty meal, dishing it into tiny to-go containers for the Blobbus who ate it up with enthusiasm, Starry Blobbu even going so far as to hop up and kiss your cheek repeatedly before nuzzling it and smearing a bit of rice on your cheek. You huffed a laugh, raising a bite to eat, only to feel a chill behind you.

That smells delicious. Let me have some.

You frowned, looking around as the eerie voice whispered in your ear, only to find no one there. But… you knew that voice. It was faint, slightly accented, but unmistakable.

“Xavier?” You called out, looking for the ghost of your lover.

You know my name? Perhaps you are the chosen one.

That was supposed to be the Saint, but fuck them, you needed to get home and if bringing soul and body together allowed you to do so, then so be it.

“Xavier, where are you?” You asked, getting up and looking around the clearing, stopping when you came to a gnarled, ancient tree. You stepped into the hole of the trunk, the Blobbus following you and hissing, as you came upon a faintly glowing sword embedded into a rock with swirls and sigils engraved in gold.

“There you are. I’ve missed you.” You said, walking up to the sword and stroking the hilt as the sword trembled and vibrated under your fingertips.

Then I have missed you as well, stranger. Free me.

You gripped the hilt and pulled the sword out of the stone easily, disappointed when there was no burst of magic or lights. You waved the sword around, practicing swishing it.

“Aren’t you going to come out? Don’t tell me you’re shy.” You teased. You heard a huff and in a flash of golden light, the ghostly form of Xavier appeared in front of you in a bow, his princely attire glowing as his long hair floated around him.

And honestly, even though his body had just tried to kill you, you were into it.

I am in your debt for freeing me and I will guard and protect you with my life.

“Good, because I desperately need to return home to my Xavier.” You said and this Xavier pouted as he stood, Starry Blobbu bouncing up and down in front of you, as if to block you from seeing him.

Very well then, I am in your hands.

⭐

May I try? Xavier asked, his ghostly form hovering next to you as you returned to eat. You frowned, chewing, and then swallowing.

“How will that work? Should I put it on the sword?” You asked and he made a face.

Please don’t. I feel unclean enough from being buried in the stone for so long.

“Then…” You said, watching in awe as he took your eating utensil and ate it himself, pouting when it phased through him.

Maybe your magic could…

You took back the eating utensil and concentrated, your fingers and the food glowing with starlight as you held it up to Xavier’s lips. He opened them, distracting you as he licked them before taking a bite of the food, his eyes widening as he began to glow.

This is incredible! You must stay. I will kill anyone who tries to take this you or this food.

You gave him a look as he stared at the Blobbus menacingly.

“You will not or I will throw the sword in the pond so that you get algae all over you and the fish peck at you.” You threatened, not really meaning it but enjoying how Xavier shuddered.

“Now behave and watch over me. I need to rest.” You said, moving so that your back was to the tree you found Xavier in, Xavier’s sword propped against your chest as you closed your eyes, the Blobbus fighting each other as they tried to settle in your lap.

You heard Xavier let out a hum as he floated near you and you slipped into sleep, knowing you would be safe.

⭐

You opened your eyes to sunlight breaking through the glade and the leaves of the trees, the Blobbus lightly snoring and squeaking on you. You rubbed your eyes, the sword still warm against your chest as you looked for Xavier’s ghost. You frowned and sniffed when you smelled something burning.

“Xavier! Are you alright?” You called out, scrambling to your feet, only to find the portable stove completely melted, along with the pot, Xavier’s ghost looking sheepish.

Sorry. I was trying to make you breakfast but this strange mechanism could not handle my powers.

You sighed, dragging a hand over your face. Some things never change. How well did this author know the men in your life? It made you nervous, but you had other things to deal with.

“Maybe there’s an inn nearby? We should be focusing on finding your body anyway.” You said as Xavier nodded and then smiled.

I will follow your lead then.

⭐

Well, you didn’t manage to find an inn, but you did find his body, only the body was once again trying to kill you! You held up the sword to block the attack from the suit of armor’s claymore, bracing yourself as your arms trembled and you were pushed through the forget-me-nots.

“Xavier! Do something!” You cried out as Xavier tried to go into the suit of armor, but to no avail.

Fuck, why weren’t they reuniting? Did you have to drive the sword through the suit of armor and pierce the heart? You darted forward, trying to drive the sword between the chinks in the suit of armor, only for your blood to run cold as the Saint stepped into the clearing, laughing while dark hooded figures surrounded you.

“Oh, well done! The ritual is nearly complete! All that is left is for you to die!” The Saint declared as NEVER began chanting.

“Now the cycle will be broken and I can be with my true love.” The Saint declared with a sickening smile as Xavier’s ghostly form reached out to you, crying.

But it was too late, the suit of armor grabbed Xavier’s sword from you and plunged it into your chest, wavyleaf sea lavender bursting from his chest as Xavier got sucked in, finally becoming whole.

Everything went dark as you heard him sobbing above you, desperately kissing your face, the Blobbus shrieking.

What a cruel ending.

⭐

“Hey! Hey! Wake up. Please… no, no…” You heard Xavier saying, rocking you as you opened your eyes to see the smashed cake around you and Linkon’s glittering lights. You cupped his cheek, noticing Xavier was in his Hunters’ uniform, Protocores littered about him.

“Xavier?” You asked, as awareness came to you and he pressed his head to yours.

“It’s me… don’t leave me again. I killed all the Wanderers when I got the call but you had already fallen into the spatial anomaly from the Deepspace Tunnel.” Xavier said in a soft, hoarse voice and you smiled, leaning up to kiss him.

“There you are. I promise I won’t leave you. Now let’s go home.” You said, clinging to him as he scooped you up, disappearing into starlight, safe in his arms.

A winged prince of a floating city high in the clouds with an enchanting voice that led people to their doom that you were meant to assassinate.

“You’re late with your commission.” Rafayel said, stepping into the cottage as you took him in. He looked like a fallen angel with deep purple wings that were nearly black, the tips constantly burning, golden chains and jewelry over his chest with shimmering arm bands and simple white pants that ballooned around his bare feet.

It was a trap. Not for you, but for him. The Villain had been ordered by the Dowager Empress to kill Rafayel, the angelic protector of the floating city of Romirro, a vast land high in the clouds, who had not yet been conquered by the empire. Rafayel’s beautiful voice and burning flames had slaughtered the last forces the Empire had sent and the Villain was blamed.

The Villain had heard Rafayel enjoyed beautiful things and offered to paint for him, which he agreed to. But it was only a ploy to lure him here and kill him.

“R-right.” You stuttered. You really didn’t want to kill any version of your lover, but what choice did you have? If you changed things in the story, did that mean you would be stuck here forever?

You went to the bedroom, hoping the canvas would be here and pulled it out. Well, at least it was beautiful. The painting depicted the Lemuria you had heard of, deep beneath the sea with swirling fishes surrounding it, a strange hue emanating from the heart of the city.

You brought it out, heart pounding when you saw the poisoned dagger behind the wood of the canvas.

“Well, is it to your liking?” You asked, admiring his long hair in the glow of the lamplight. He leaned in close, examining the canvas, his hair falling forward as you swallowed.

“This is pleasing… I think I’ll keep you.” Rafayel said and you screamed, the dagger falling to the floor as you tried to stab him, only to be swept up in his arms as he flew you up up and into the sky, only Artsy Blobbu clinging to you and biting at Rafayel.

🐟

Rafayel glared down at the Blobbu as you looked at him with wide eyes.

“Please don’t drop me. I won’t survive.” You said and his smile grew wicked as his eyes began to glow blue.

“Even though you tried to assassinate me? It would serve you right.” He purred and you winced.

“No… I think holding you hostage in my city is a far better idea. Shame you didn’t have a bodyguard.” He said and you groaned, missing your Rafayel.

“I’m sorry about that, truly, I just want to get home. I’m not from here, I’m from another world.” You pleaded, shivering as the air grew cold high up in the clouds.

You certainly hadn’t planned on being kidnapped!

“All the more reason for you to come with me then. I had planned on killing you so that NEVER could not use you as a small mercy for what you did in protecting my aunt, but now I wonder just what the Dowager Empress will do to get her grandchild back and finally leave my people be.” Rafayel said and you held Artsy Blobbu close.

You were never going home.

🐟

You stared in amazement as Rafayel set you down on his ornate bed, the marble palace floating in the clouds. Rafayel smirked.

“Better than a dungeon, yeah?” He asked with a boyish headtilt that reminded you so much of your Rafayel, your precious lover that you burst into tears, causing him to panic.

“I’m not going to do anything like that to you. You are a guest here and Aunt Talia would have my head. Just sleep here and don’t kill anyone, alright?” Rafayel said and you cried harder. Did Rafayel think you were dead? What was he doing right now? He already has terrible nightmares of you dying in his arms over and over again, and now he must be even more distraught. You had to get home to him.

“Your painting was nice! I was going to hang it in here! I can buy you a studio!” Rafayel said and you sniffled, realizing this prince had not experienced hardships other than the empire trying unsuccessfully to attack his kingdom.

“It’s not you. I just want to go home.” You sighed, wiping your tears as he grimaced, his wings fluttering awkwardly.

“That’s ridiculous, you could have everything you’ve ever wanted here, I promise. Stay.” Rafayel said and Artsy Blobbu squeaked as if in agreement, nuzzling into you.

“I can’t. My lover needs me.” You said and Rafayel sighed, softening at that admission.

“I suppose one of us should be happy.” Rafayel muttered, wings closing in around himself.

“There’s a phoenix in our tallest lighthouse. I will take you to see them tomorrow, so rest.” Rafayel said, looking so sad and distant that you couldn’t help but kiss his cheek in thanks. His ears turned red and he cleared his throat before flying out the balcony.

You settled into sleep, hoping this would be over soon.

🐟

Fire. Fire. Swallowing Romirro whole. You screamed as you watched the Saint unleash the great phoenix, its angry shriek engulfing the city below from where you stood on the balcony, desperately looking for Rafayel. The great steamships of the imperial fleet loomed in the sky above, casting shadows down on the screaming people.

“What did you do?” Rafayel screamed, spiraling towards you with his wings outstretched before bruising your shoulders with his grip.

“Nothing!” You screamed, pointing to the Saint who was laughing from the lighthouse, the cloaked figures of NEVER behind them. Rafayel snarled and began to sing, his unearthly voice echoing over Romirro. You watched over Rafayel’s shoulder as his wings came around you to shield you, as one by one the cloaked figures of NEVER jumped to their deaths under his command, his voice reaching a crescendo as the phoenix beat its fiery wings above you, rearing back to attack.

And Rafayel gave a weak smile as he tried to shove you away, but instead you twisted him behind you, taking the full brunt of the phoenix’s flames.You watched in horror as Rafayel shielded you with his wings from behind, the wings burned to cinders.

“This is my punishment. Goodbye.” Rafayel said as he began to burn, pushing you off the railing as you fell and fell and fell through the clouds and the howling air until…

🐟

“Cutie?!? Cutie, what happened? Why are you on the ground like this?” You heard Rafayel call, tires screeching as he rushed out of what must have been his car. You rolled over, making a face when your arm was covered in frosting from the exploded cake on the sidewalk, the spatial anomaly nowhere to be found. The strange Wanderer roared and Rafayel stood above you, stabbing it with a fiery dagger that had your heart seizing. A protocore finally dropped and Rafayel knelt, helping you up.

“It’s my time to be a bodyguard for my bodyguard, yeah?” Rafayel said, and you sobbed, kissing him frantically.

“Cutie, what’s wrong?” Rafayel asked, holding you tight and nuzzling into your neck.

“Take me home. I missed you.” You said and Rafayel kissed your head before helping you into the car.

As the lights of Linkon sped by, you knew you would have to tell Rafayel what happened, but you also knew you weren’t ever going to tease Rafayel about heights ever again.

The Demon Lord Count Stayrus, said to own a mysterious auction house that sold the best relics, for a price.

“There’s my spouse. Why did you run? I nearly didn’t recognize you without the mask.” The man said, stepping into the cottage as darkness clung to him.

Count Stayrus, the blood thirsty Demon Lord of Merchants and secretly renowned blacksmith. No one but the Saint dared to set foot in his domain despite the vast jewel mines he owned. The Saint had charmed and amused the Count so much that they had given them free reign to enter whenever they pleased.

“Spouse? I have never met you.” You said, backing into a corner, the Blobbus hissing around you. The Count gave an amused look at Fiend Blobbu before banishing them.

“How precious, Kitten. Did you think I wouldn’t see you in my auction house?” Sylus purred and you furrowed your brow. Only the Saint went to the auction house, you could barely leave the palace, only ever to escape to the nearby cottage. Did he think you were the Saint?

“You’re mistaken, I’m not the-” You tried to say before the darkness swirled around you and you were swept away.

🐦‍⬛

You looked around the grand banquet hall of the gothic castle you were now in and laughed to yourself before frowning. It was like your first meeting with your Sylus and you missed him dearly.

“What’s so funny, Sweetie?” The Count drawled, swirling a cup of red liquid you hoped was red wine, his fangs glinting in the candlelight.

“Nothing… why did you bring me here?” You asked and he drained the goblet before smirking, smoothing down his blood red vest.

“This is to be your home as well, why wouldn’t I bring you here? It’s a part of our bargain, after all. You had nothing to bid last time so you offered me your hand.” Sylus said and you raised a brow.

The Saint can’t be that stupid, right? If they renege on a marriage agreement, they would face the wrath of the Demon Lord. Unless they were going to kill him? If you killed him, could you get home? You weren’t even sure if this Demon King could die and you didn’t really want to find out.

You knew he had a rare jewel in his blade said to cut through the fabric of time and space for his demon horde… if you could get your hands on it… or perhaps there was something at the auction house the Villain had been trying to find, something rare and mystical to get you home.

“I see… then… as your future spouse, as a thank you for allowing me to stay here, let me cook a meal for you.” You offered and Sylus grinned.

“Alright, Sweetie, but if it doesn’t please me or if you try to poison me, well… I don’t think you will like the consequences.” Sylus said and you eyed him warily, wondering how much like your Sylus he was. You swallowed and nodded, following as he led you to a dark kitchen.

So much for trying to drug him and put him to sleep so you could explore.

You set about making his favorite meal as he followed you around the kitchen, curling around you while you stood at the stove, deglazing the pan.

“Mmm this scent is intoxicating.” He rumbled, nuzzling your head as you stirred a wooden spoon before searing the bloody steak.

“Are you not supposed to be a cruel and evil Demon Lord?” You asked as he purred, wrapping a thin tail with a spade at the end around your waist.

“Who says I’m not?” Sylus said and you rolled your eyes before plating the food.

“Well, dig in. You said the scent was intoxicating.” You said in a poor mockery of his voice. He laughed, several strands of his long hair escaping his ponytail as he did so.

“I meant you, Sweetie, but this looks appealing as well. How did you know it was my favorite?” Sylus asked before giving a loud, pleased moan at the first bite.

“Lucky guess. Glad you are enjoying it.” You said, Sylus nearly halfway through before pausing.

“If only you weren’t so naughty, I would have destroyed the Empire just to have you cook all my meals.” Sylus said with a sigh, his red eyes that were glowing a moment ago now seeing hazy.

“Naughty?! I didn’t do anything! You saw me making everything.” You exclaimed and he gave a tired hum, sinking into his arms, horns appearing on his head as the shadows writhed around him.

“Your desire for me was to sleep so you could snoop, and I am weak to your commands.” Sylus murmured and you watched, stunned as he fell asleep.

You had the demon lord in the palm of your hands, how delightful.

🐦‍⬛

You carefully crept around him, heading out into the main hallway of the gothic manor as lightning flashed. You didn’t know if this world had Luke or Kieran or even Mephisto, so you had to be careful and quiet.

If you were an all powerful sword, surely you would be in Sylus’ study. Perhaps on the wall. You ascended the grand staircase, deciding to turn left and walk down the narrow hall. You opened the first door, pleased when it opened up to a study overlooking a courtyard of roses and daturas. The embers in the black fireplace quietly crackled as you looked at the sword mounted above it. You stood on your tiptoes, only to freeze as you felt shadows slithering behind you and Sylus’ breath on your neck.

“You never said for how long I had to sleep, Sweetie, and now it is time for your punishment.” Sylus said and you barely had enough time to sleep before suddenly you were wrapped in a thick red blanket, completely confined and carried over to Sylus’ desk, being forced to sit in his lap.

“There, now you won’t be getting up to any trouble.” Sylus said as you squirmed in his lap. This was quite the punishment and you had enough! You wanted to get home.

“I need to go home.” You said and Sylus hummed, ignoring you as he lifted a few papers from his desk and looked them over.

“Don’t be silly, you are home.” Sylus said and you huffed.

“I’m not from this world.” You said and he hooked his chin on your head.

“That’s nice, Sweetie.” Sylus said and you let out a whine.

“I’m serious!” You said, threatening to bite him as he laughed.

“No, you’re adorable, but fine, I’ll play along. What do you do in this other world of yours?” Sylus asked and you huffed.

“I hunt Wanderers. Big monsters in a huge city.” You said and he put the papers down, wrapping his arms around you.

“And why would you want to return there when you have the world here?” Sylus asked and you huffed.

“My lover already spoils me and I want to return to him. That is my great desire. I will even enter into a contract with you if I need to. Don’t you have anything at the auction house that might return me?” You said and Sylus’ eyes began glowing as he looked down at you, searching before letting out a long sigh.

“Very well… a drop of your blood for the contract and I shall return you.” Sylus said, freeing you from the blanket and nearly letting you fall before wrapping you in shadows and transporting you to the basement, candelabra flickering to life around you.

🐦‍⬛

He pricked your finger with a sharp looking glittering gem that quickly absorbed your blood before you could hiss in pain. He pocketed the gem in his long coat before leading you over to an ornate mirror with a bow.

“Simply put both hands on the mirror and have your true desire in your heart. When it begins to ripple, fall through it and-” Sylus said, before clutching at his heart where a glowing arrow was now embedded.

You whipped around to see the Saint stepping out of a painting, another arrow notched as Sylus roared, the shadows exploding around him.

“Go!” He snarled to you and though you were conflicted, you nodded, thinking of Sylus and the base you sometimes called home. The mirror began to ripple but you let out a shriek of pain as you felt an arrow embed in your back before falling into the mirror and you lost consciousness.

🐦‍⬛

“Well, well, a lap full of you, Kitten. Just what I desired. How lucky am I?” Sylus whispered as you blinked up at him before looking around the familiar armory of the base and the leather couch you often napped on.

You sat up and kissed him in relief as he gave a muffled, surprised chuckle before kissing you back.

“What’s gotten into you?” He asked when you pulled back for air with a grin, thankful the spatial anomaly had deposited you here and Sylus did not destroy Linkon trying to avenge you.

“Nothing, I just found what I desire.”

The Commander of the Royal Sky Fleet, and secret Sky Pirate Captain, his mechanical wings whirring behind him as he fought the curse that led him to being taken in by the Dowager Empress.

You turned to see Caleb, who seemed to be in pain, the mechanical bronze steampunk esque wings he had built bent oddly and whirring loudly. He shouldered them off as he entered the cottage, his eyes turning a golden orange.

“Pips… you’ve got to come with me.” He said as you took a step back, Pilot Blobbu charging at him.

“No… you said you would kill me for what I had done to the Saint.” You said and he groaned in pain.

The last panel you had seen was of Caleb kneeling to the Saint and vowing to kill you in exchange for the cure for his curse. His curse that will be breaking free any moment now with the full moon overhead.

“You’ve got it all wrong. I would never hurt you. We’ve grown up together ever since the Dowager Empress took me in. All I’ve ever wanted was to protect you, but you’ve pushed me away. So I had to get stronger.” Caleb said, his long hair falling out of the military style bun he had it tied up in as he jerked oddly.

“Caleb, I know what you are, it’s okay.” You tried to soothe. You knew this Caleb hid the curse of his lycanthropy from the Villain, ashamed of it and only growing to separate them more and more with the lies.

“No! You can’t-I-” He howled before a shaft of moonlight peaked through the curtains and he exploded into fur and fang, dropping to all fours. The Blobbus formed a protective shield around you but you stepped around them, dropping to your knees as Caleb snarled.

“I won’t go. I won’t leave you.” You said, your heart aching for your Caleb and the time he left you. You reached out a hand and stared as a ring of cosmic light formed around Caleb’s neck and he shifted back into his more human form, wearing only tattered pants, a bushy brown wolf tail swishing behind him.

“It’s always been you, and this proves it. Run away with me. I wanted to fake your death so we can both be free and escape from-” Caleb said and you both froze as hooded figures entered the cottage with strange glowing spears.

NEVER.

You had to run.

🍎

Please work, please work, please work. You chanted, clawing at the air. There was a panel where the Villain was locked up in a dungeon, awaiting experimentation and managed to call on their cosmic powers, escaping into the portal they had clawed. You breathed a sigh of relief when the portal emerged and you dragged Caleb and the Blobbus through.

You frowned when you found that you were in a cave on a cliffside overlooking the sea, a hurricane swirling around you. Caleb pulled you back from the cavemouth as a tree crashed against it, the Blobbus recoiling in fear. You let him lead you deep within the cave and watched as he led you to another part of the cave that opened up to a large cavern.

In the cavern was a large, gleaming bronze steam ship you knew Caleb had built by hand and that only the Saint knew of. The Eden.

“It’s incredible, Caleb.” You said and he gave a pleased smile, crossing his arms over his chest, now bare of all his medals and military uniform.

“This was meant to take us to paradise… seems we may have to wait a while.” Caleb said, looking so upset and hateful of himself, like he could control the weather. Your heart twisted in your chest as you were reminded of your Caleb and you kissed him on the cheek before stroking his hair. He startled and gave you a narrow eyed look, wolf tail swishing as his long hair fell over his shoulders.

“I’m not your dog, Pips.” He muttered, the bridge of his nose turning pink and you gave him a sad smile.

“No, you’re not.” You said before Pilot Blobbu bounced up and down, imitating a dog with squeaky ‘woofs’ and growls.

“C’mon, let’s get some rest.” Caleb said, pulling you into the steamship and settling you in a cabin decorated with your favorite colors and the bed that felt tailor made for you. He tucked you in, kissing you on the forehead as he lingered by the door, watching as you rolled over and hid your face in the pillows.

How were you ever going to get back to your Caleb without breaking this one’s heart?

🍎

“No, you can’t, agh!” You heard Caleb scream outside your cabin door. You rushed out to see him contorting on the ground in pain, bound by golden chains as his beast form burst forth, the Saint standing above him.

“Silly Dog, you were just a pawn to get to the real prize.” The Saint cackled, turning their attention on you. The Blobbus all attacked The Saint and you fell to your knees trying to free Caleb.

“Go, save yourself. I’m sorry.” Caleb wheezed and you growled.

No, you were sorry. Sorry you let Caleb be manipulated and hurt. He was always protecting you and now it was your turn.

You raised a hand and a black pronged staff fell into your awaiting palm. You pointed it at the Saint who threw the Blobbus down the hall, screeching when they bounced back at them.

“Release him, now.” You spat, leveling the staff, now glowing with cosmic energy for a hyperbeam at the Saint. The Saint’s eyes widened.

“But… how? I’m supposed to be the chosen one! Not you! How dare you wield the Holy Relic of the Cosmos?” The Saint screeched and you grinned.

You didn’t care if this ruined the story by destroying The Saint. You couldn’t let this Caleb suffer any longer. You hoped your Caleb would understand.

🍎

The beam fired at The Saint, completely disintegrating them as they shrieked and wailed under the cosmic onslaught. The chains around Caleb disappeared and he reverted to his human form, missing his wolf tail as he looked at you in wonder, the cosmic collar around his neck twinkling out of existence.

You gave him a triumphant smile as he reached for you, before staggering back.

“No! No!” Caleb sobbed, rushing to grab you as you too began to disintegrate and turn to twinkling stardust. With the last of your strength you cupped his cheek and kissed him before you winked out of existence.

“It’s always been you.” You whispered.

🍎

“Pips? Pips!? What are you doing here? How did you get here? The alarms have been blaring for the past hour with a Deepspace Tunnel spatial anomaly appearing in Linkon and-” Caleb asked as he shot up from his couch in Skyhaven and pulled you close. You looked down at your shimmering fingertips before kissing him gently to silence him.

“I’m alright, but I would be even better if you made me some cake while I tell you all about it.” You said and he sighed, putting a large hand on your head and shaking it a bit.

“Okay, okay. I’ll always do anything for you.”

The Cold Duke of the North who gave up his heart for the power to protect his people against the demon horde, only to be cursed.

“I was rather hurt you ran out on our engagement considering you were the one to bring up the idea of a contract meeting in the first place. To think that this is our second meeting.” Zayne said from the doorway, his long hair spilling over his fur cloak as ice crept from his boots.

You winced. You weren’t sure why The Villain had entered a contract marriage with the so-called Cold Duke of the North other than to possibly escape, but you knew the Saint had declared it to be another manipulation of the Villain and was trying to end it. The North protected the Empire from the demons that dwelled beyond the mountains, and it was their sworn duty to defend, even at the sake of their reputation.

“My apologies, Dear Duke. Something came up.” You said with a bow as the Blobbus eyed Zayne.

“I see… do you still agree to this marriage then? In exchange for retrieving my emotions and ending the perpetual winter in the North, I will protect you and offer you safe harbor. Any money you earn in the meantime will be your own, of course.” He said and you nodded, holding out your hand.

He carefully slid off the glove, kissing your hand with a cold, disinterested look before sliding the engraved snowflake ring on your finger, a magical sapphire from his mines glittering brightly in the middle.

“Then let us be off. We have a long way to travel.” He said, gesturing to the horse drawn carriage waiting just outside.

You followed him, for what could go wrong?

❄️

Two days had passed and you had just crossed over the border into the North when your carriage was attacked by a winged demon. You held the Blobbus close to you as Zayne leapt out and brandished his giant claymore, Winter’s Wail, slicing through the demon.

“Look out!” You screamed, shooting stars out of your outstretched hand as another demon appeared and tried to gut Zayne, being blasted back by your attack after scratching down Zayne’s chest. Zayne quickly decapitated it before circling around the carriage, making sure there wasn’t another. When he had determined the perimeter was secure, he drew out a mana stone, throwing it into the snow so that a portal appeared. He guided the horse through the portal and you looked in awe at the estate before you.

“My apologies that I was not able to bring any men. They are… incapacitated.” Zayne said, nodding to the frozen ice sculptures around the estate that were once servants after he opened the carriage door. You gave him a sad smile of understanding, stepping out as the Blobbus bounced after you.

“I understand, and I will do everything in my power to lift this curse.” You vowed as he gave you a nod.

“Everything in the North is yours. I will leave you to it.” He said, walking stiffly away.

❄️

“Wait!” You called out, rushing to catch up to him. “If everything in the North is mine, then that means you too, dear husband, and you need to be attended to.”

“There is no need. I can do it myself.” He said, trying to brush you off. You huffed and missed your silly, busy doctor even more now.

“Nope, your spouse orders it.” You said as he nodded and relented, bringing you into the estate and his private study.

You carefully cleaned his scratches and wrapped his chest, giving him a kiss on the cheek when you were done.

“You were so brave, you deserve something sweet.” You said, getting up to go and find the kitchen.

“There is no need. I don’t feel any pain or emotions since the ritual took my heart and froze it.” Zayne said and your heart ached. You cupped his cheek, watching as a glimmer of warmth returned to his amber eyes before he blinked and it was gone.

Zayne had been tricked into the ritual for immeasurable power against the demonic hordes by a strange witch, dooming himself and his people when he was young. The Saint was supposed to be the one to find his frozen heart, having learned the location of it before the season finale.

Even if you ruined your chances of getting home by saving Zayne instead of the Saint saving him, you needed this poor man to have his heart returned and a life full of warmth and love again.

And you knew exactly how to get it to him.

❄️

You wanted it to be perfect for him and had spent all night after climbing the mountain peak to retrieve the glittering icicle that held his heart making Zayne’s favorite dessert. You had finished putting the final touches on it, the magical, nevermelting icicle in the middle when Zayne entered the kitchen.

“Ta-da!” You exclaimed, as he gave you a stoic look.

“I wondered where you went off to last night. This is it, then?” Zayne asked and you gave an excited nod.

“Yes! Eat it!” You said and Zayne gave you a dull look.

“I am supposed to eat my own heart? To lick it? That hardly seems sanitary.” Zayne said dryly and you snorted, missing your Zayne.

“What am I supposed to do? Stab you in the heart with it?” You said with a laugh and Zayne nodded. You looked at him with wide eyes. You didn’t want to do that!

“H-how do you know that’s the way?” You hedged and Zayne shrugged.

“Seems logical.” He said and you sighed, pulling the icicle out and wiping the frosting off.

“Here goes nothing.” You muttered, only for the windows of the kitchen to shatter as hordes of demons walked in, the Saint stepping over them.

“I’ll be taking that and The North will finally be mine!” The Saint said, reaching for the icicle. You shot off more shooting stars as the Blobbus charged forth and began attacking the Blobbus before plunging the icicle into Zayne’s chest. Zayne moaned as the icicle disappeared, clutching his chest in pain before rising.

A great crack echoed throughout the estate as he drew his claymore and drew you close to him. Hundreds of soldiers, frost still on their armor, came rushing into the grand kitchen as The Saint snarled and drew their bow. Your eyes widened and you pushed Zayne out of the way with a quick kiss, taking the hit.

“No!” Zayne roared as icicles shot up through the floor, impaling several demons and the Saint.

Tears dripped onto your face as he cradled you in his arms and you smiled, reaching up to wipe them away.

“Smile for me, Zayne. I bet you have the most beautiful smile.” You said as he trembled, rage and sorrow from long lost emotions rolling through him before he attempted to give you a soft, wobbly smile. You gave one of your own, sighing as you let the darkness overtake you.

❄️

“Darling, please wake up.” You could hear Zayne calling. You blinked under the harsh lighting of the hospital, sitting up in the bed as Zayne held your hand.

“Zayne?” You asked and he sighed in relief, kissing you and embracing you tightly.

“When they said you had appeared unconscious outside of a spatial anomaly and wouldn’t wake up for hours, I feared the worst.” He said, eyes glittering with distress. You smiled and kissed him, warming his cold hands between your own.

“I’m sorry. I know what will make this all better though.” You said, ripping off the wires, Zayne quickly helping you. He gave you an amused, indulgent smile.

“And what’s that?” Zayne asked and you grinned, swinging the hand you still held with his.

“Let’s go get cake!”

All of them had reason to hate you, so what were you supposed to do with this?

You stood, only to scream as the black cloaked figures descended on you. You fought them off as best as you could, but to no avail as they trapped you in golden bindings before rending you unconscious. The last thing you heard before you slipped into darkness were the cries of the Blobbus.

💗

You awoke to the sound of chanting, struggling against a stone altar under the starry sky as the cloaked figures surrounded you, the Blobbus in a glowing cage.

“Let me go!” You spat, pulling against the bindings and trying to summon the magic you knew the Villain had. Only, it was of no use. The cult had specially created these bindings for the Villain to suppress their power. You hated this body that wasn’t yours but you refused to die like this. You would get a happy ending, for both your sakes, and show the Villain they would not die alone.

You prayed that when you returned to your world, their soul would return to inhabit this body once more and they could live without fear.

Your struggles continued as someone in a white cloak with a strange black chalice stepped forward, the cloak falling back to reveal the Saint.

“Hush and be still. Your blood will open the gates to a new world. A new world for me to play in and conquer even more hearts.” The Saint crowed.

“I don’t think so.” Chorused your men, their weapons drawn and pointing at The Saint.

The Dread Lich King of the Revenants of Sinderfell pointed his sword at The Saint, the ghostly form of his princely self, Xavier, draped around the black armor and glaring.

The Winged Prince of Romiro, Rafayel, had his own flaming sword outstretched, mouth open to begin singing his deadly song.

The Demon Lord Count Stayrus simply smirked and bared his teeth, leaning on his large black sword, a large rare gem the color of blood glinting in the middle, ready to rip open the ground upon which they stood to unleash his demonic hordes.

The large brown wolf towered above them, growling with a bronze sword in its mouth.

The Cold Duke of the North drew his giant claymore, Winter’s Wail, ready to slice down the Saint.

“Why are you all here? To see me rid this evil?” The Saint sneered. “I have no use of you anymore. Unless it’s for pleasure, I suppose. It was quite easy to capture your hearts and spread all these lies about this poor, sweet, Villain. And you all fell for it so easily.”

“The only evil I see here is you.” Xavier said as Rafayel began to sing, the cult of NEVER falling to their knees and wailing in agony, bleeding from every orifice.

“We’re here for them.” Sylus said, dragging his sword into the dirt and creating a great chasm in which demons crawled out and began to chase after the cult members who tried to flee.

Caleb, lunged at The Saint, pinning them down with the sword pressed to their throat as Zayne slowly walked over.

“I don’t understand! The Goddess told me to-” The Saint shrieked as Zayne brought the claymore down on their head.

“We make our own destiny.” Zayne simply said as you looked at them in awe.

“You all came… you care for me?” You asked, tears dripping down your chin as they approached, Caleb shifting back into a man with a grin.

“Of course, Pips. You’re our one true love.” Caleb said as he undid the binding around you before kissing you. You moaned into the kiss before laughing as Caleb was pulled away and replaced by Rafayel.

“You kept my kingdom still floating. Of course I would come for you, Cutie.” Rafayel said, his wings enveloping you until he let out an undignified squawk, being pulled back by Xavier. Xavier’s dark helm pressed against your lips clumsily until Xavier’s cool, ghostly lips lightly pressed against your own.

“You brought me back to myself. I love you and will be forever devoted to you.” Xavier whispered and you shivered.

“Move.” Sylus said, his shadows shooting out and pulling Xavier away. His wicked spade tail curled around one of your legs as he kissed you and you melted.

“I will always find you, Sweetie.” Sylus said and you moaned.

You watched with some amusement as Zayne nudged Sylus out of the way with his claymore before pressing his cool lips to yours.

“Darling, you gave me my heart. Of course I care.” Zayne said and you felt yourself glowing with the power of the cosmos, shimmering brightly with the power of their love.

“Thank you all for saving me, and know that I truly love you.” You said, closing your eyes and tilting your head up to the sky.

You were ready to go home, you had to!

You frowned when after a long moment, nothing happened.

“I don’t suppose any of you know how to send me home without dying…” You said, knowing these five men would not let you die.

“Oh… I have an idea…” Sylus said, straightening after reading the inscription on the stone you were bound to.

At this point, you were open to anything, and you meant anything.

⭐🐟🐦‍⬛🍎❄️❌💖 REVERSE HAREM ROUTE💖❌❄️🍎🐦‍⬛🐟⭐

“Why should we try your idea, Demon?” Xavier spat as Sylus chuckled.

“You’re one to talk, Revenant, although I think you will like this idea. We simply need to fill them with our love to send them home. The inscription describes a sex ritual to open the gate, not a blood ritual. Stupid little Saint.” Sylus tutted and you squirmed under their hungry gazes, growing wet and beginning to throb.

Caleb’s nostrils flared and he pulled you to him.

“You like that idea, don’t you? Naughty Pip. How shall we decide who gets you first?” Caleb whispered in your ear.

“Trial by combat? First to bleed loses?” Zayne suggested dryly and you sighed while Rafayel smirked, wings spread wide with his arms crossed.

“Why not let them choose first?” He suggested and now you were squirming for a different reason. Your lovers in your world knew you had other lovers among them, being on somewhat friendly terms with one another to have a schedule and a secret group chat you only just found out about, but with how dangerous these versions of your lovers were and given the genre…

“I can’t possibly choose, so wait here.” You said, darting off into the surrounding woods to find a bunch of sticks, snapping them off until you had five of varying lengths. You raced back to them, holding them in your hand so that they all looked even.

“We’ll go in order from shortest stick to longest.” You said, praying you could last five rounds. Maybe the author also secretly created lewd web comics and gave the Villain sex magic?

Zayne smirked as he drew the shortest, taking off his fur cloak and leading you away from the altar and what had occurred to a soft patch of flowers as the rest argued amongst themselves. He lay the cloak down, carefully pressing you down on it as he began kissing and undressing you.

“I had hoped to do this on our true wedding night at the estate.” Zayne said and you moaned as he nipped and sucked at your nipples. You gasped as you felt the cosmic power rush through you, opening you and preparing you as you shimmered like starlight.

“Exquisite. You are simply exquisite, Darling. The sweetest treat.” Zayne murmured, kissing down your stomach to your needy center. You moaned loudly as he put his mouth on you, wrapping your legs around his head and bucking into him.

“Zayne! Zayne please! I’m ready! I need relief!” You cried out, the power surging through you as everything began to grow hazy. He groaned, pulling his cock out of his slacks, stroking it roughly and smearing his precum down his shaft.

“Patience, Darling.” Zayne said, his long hair falling over you as he kissed you before making an intrigued noise as he pulled your hole open with a gloved thumb, a shimmering, stardust flecked liquid escaping.

“That damn Demon might be right.” Zayne muttered before gently pushing into you. You clung to him, the cloak cushioning you as Zayne rocked into you slowly. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as you curled your toes in the air, Zayne hitting deep within you with long, sure strokes. As he put his hand on you, you cried out, cumming harshly. He followed soon after, pressing his face into your chest and emptying into you.

The two of you panted, enjoying the press of your bodies together before Caleb interrupted with a clearing of his throat.

“If you’re done, Duke.” Caleb said with a teasing grin. Zayne grumbled and pressed a kiss to your lips before pulling out and standing, eyeing Caleb who stood naked before him, cock already hard and raised. You gulped when you saw the slight swell at the base, growing excited.

“I love you, and I hope that this body remembers, no matter the soul.” Zayne said before walking off. Caleb grinned, crawling over to you eagerly. He leaned down to kiss you, rolling you so that you were on top of him. He grinned up to you, pulling you up to sit on his face as he licked Zayne’s spend that had dripped out. You moaned and squirmed.

“Caleb, please.” You pleaded in a needy voice.

“Okay, okay. I’ve got you.” Caleb soothed moving you so that you were now hovering above his cock. “I’ll take care of you, just enjoy the ride.”

You cried out as you sank down on his cock and he pushed up into you. You braced yourself on his abdomen whimpering as he fucked up into you. Over and over again he thrust into you, his clever, calloused fingers working against you until you were cumming with a scream and collapsing on his chest. He held you close, pushing in a final time before spilling into you, the base of his cock swelling and popping past your rim, deep inside of you.

You moaned, twitching and fluttering weakly around the knot.

“That was incredible. You’re incredible. I love you, and I hope some part of you stays.” Caleb said as his knot began to deflate. He kissed your head as he slipped out, Xavier’s shadow looming overhead.

Caleb growled at the suit of armor before leaving and you looked up at Xavier’s ghostly form. Xavier gave a soft smile and guided you so that you were kneeling over the suit of armor who laid down. You shivered, you could feel his touch, but it felt chilly and slightly tingly.

“We have a special connection and I would be honored if you blessed my armor.” Xavier whispered in your ear as he entered you from behind. He bent over you, arms wrapped around your waist as he pounded into you and pressed tingling kisses to your spine. His cock tingled inside of you, sending electric jolts of pleasure deep into your core. The suit of armor kept you from falling completely over and you wailed as Xavier’s fingers worked against you, causing you to leak all over the armor.

“Thank you for the blessing, Starlight. May I always be guided home to you.” Xavier said, kissing you.

“How touching, now move your now sentient cheap armor and your ghostly ass.” Sylus said and Xavier glared, his ghostly self now becoming corporeal but less powerful. He shoved Sylus after he pulled out of you and the suit of armor shoulderchecked Sylus before walking off as well.

Sylus sat on the cloak, shadows melting away his clothes as he pulled you into his lap. He softly bonked his head with yours and you laughed, nuzzling him and letting him kiss you.

“I hate when you’re away from me.” Sylus admitted, tail curling around your waist.

“I know.” You said, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him as his tail guided you onto his cock. You bounced up and down on it, squealing when Sylus’ tail flicked maddeningly against the throbbing between your legs.

“Sylus!” You screamed at a particularly deep thrust.

“That’s it, scream my name.” Sylus grunted, spilling into you as you dug your fingers into his back, bucking wildly and cumming with stars behind your eyes.

You slumped in his hold, exhausted but happy.

“I will find you and them in every life. I am in the hands of the most powerful cosmic being.” Sylus said as the tips of Rafayel’s wings grazed your cheek.

“Don’t tell me you’re too tired, Cutie.” Rafayel teased and you gave him a wide smile as Sylus grumbled but disappeared into the shadows.

“Never for you.” You said as Rafayel kissed you behind laying on his side, guiding you to lay on his down feathers as he spooned you from behind. His other wing cocooned you both as he slid into you, whispering your praises and rocking gently into you with a song that had you feeling like all of your nerve endings were electrified in the best possible way. His light humming grew as he worked you over and you mewled as you came, shaking in his hold. His wing that had been draped over you snapped upwards, feathers outstretched as a few broke free with flaming tips, swirling gently around you as he spilled into you.

His song ended and you felt so loved and cherished that tears sprung to your eyes.

“Sleep, Beloved.” Rafayel said, pulling out of you. You blinked wearily as The Blobbus circled around you beginning to glow in a kaleidoscope of swirling colors that glowing so brightly you had to close them.

💖⭐🐟🐦‍⬛🍎❄️💖 POLY ROUTE💖❄️🍎🐦‍⬛🐟⭐💖

Before Sylus could explain what he meant, the Blobbus burst from their cage, each strangely glowing. You watched as each Blobbu attacked the man they were inspired by, getting absorbed into their chests. Your heart pounded, hoping they were alright.

“Damn Deepspace Tunnel.” Caleb muttered and you blinked. How did they know about the Deepspace Tunnel?

“Indeed. When we realized they had gone through the spatial anomaly, I was not expecting to be stuck in a Blobbu.” Zayne muttered, looking at himself.

Xavier’s ghostly form became corporeal and the suit of armor fell apart to the ground, Xavier giving a long, haunted look.

“That web comic you showed us has gone too far.” Xavier muttered.

Rafayel gave a conflicted look to his wings, and you knew, these were your true lovers. They have always been so sure of themselves and each other, trusting each other with you and themselves. Loving each other and you in a bond that transcended time and space.

“At least we have a fun way for getting back home. A sex ritual. What do you say, Doctor? This body has quite the memories of you subduing his demon, Duke of the North.” Sylus said kissing you before walking over to Zayne and wrapping an arm around his shoulder. Zayne hummed, turning to kiss him.

“You created quite the bargain for him, Demon Lord. “ Zayne said, beckoning you over and kissing you.

“An orgy? It’s been a while.” Rafayel muttered thoughtfully, coming over to kiss you before turning to Caleb.

“Did you get his memories of visiting my castle in the clouds?” Rafayel asked as Caleb sauntered over, kissing you before kissing Rafayel.

“Sure did. You were quite the host. We should recreate those sky dates later.” Caleb said and Rafayel made a face as you laughed and went over to Xavier, cupping his now solid face and kissing him.

“What do you say, My King? Just you and I?” You said, as he gave you a soft smile.

“I’d like that. These memories…” Xavier said with a shudder and you kissed him again before leading him away to a moonlit grove on a bed of flowers. You pressed him down, kissing over his face and rubbing against his cock.

He looked up at you with a twinkle in his eyes as cosmic power surged through you, causing you to glow slightly as you began to throb. Glowing orbs rose up in the grove, the sounds of pleasure echoing around you. You watched as Sylus knelt, Zayne fisting his long hair and dragging him up and down his cock while Caleb and Rafayel curled around each other trading kisses and strokes of their cocks. Seeing your lovers enjoying each other never failed to give you pleasure and you squirmed as Xavier began to touch and kiss you. You sank down on his cock, a burst of galaxy flecked waves emanating from you and pulsing through the grove. Rafayel and Sylus cried out on either side of you, squeezing your hands as they sank down onto Caleb and Zayne’s cocks respectively. You traded kisses with them as Xavier pistoned up into you and you bounced frantically on his cock the strange power growing in your chest. You watched as Xavier traded kisses with Zayne and Caleb until you were all a symphony of pleasure glowing brighter and brighter as you reached your peak until you had to close your eyes, the power bursting from you.

💗

And the next time you opened your eyes, it was to the concerned faces of your lovers, Linkon’s lights behind them.

You let them help you up, kissing each of them and convincing them you were truly alright, but all you want was cake right now and they can buy out the whole restaurant for all you care, but you were getting some cake.

And also eagerly awaiting the next season for the web comic, hoping everyone got their happy ending.

A/N:

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