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Clash of Realms
CHP38: Wayward Dragons

Doing exactly as promised, Batman returned Liam to the kingdom of Hiklorhan's but did so discretely and anonymously. His attempts at making contact with the Dark Lord were unsuccessful and he suspected she must have been tied up in something. So with that he returned back to Gotham City, but the night thus far was panning out much differently. All of what he scheduled and or planned was cancelled, as not only did he dine and have dinner with the queen of Makai but afterwards they returned to his penthouse, by her request. This is where the fun would truly begin and she'd been thinking about it since the conclusion of their mission.
For dinner she wore a white silk dress extending downward just above her knees, heels in similar color. Bruce was in a light blue dress shirt with collar and dark black dress pants, the couple walking side by side and holding hands as they reached the top level from the elevator. Morrigan had visited this location more than enough to know her way around, Bruce allowing her to pull him along as she led the way. He had an idea of what was to come, but she had been shown to be filled with surprises so there was really no way of knowing for certain. To no surprise it was the bedroom where she led them and lowering her hand from his as her eyes inspected the entirety of the room. This was only for a short moment before she stepped forward and grabbing at a chair while dragging it along the carpet. And from where he stood, Bruce watched this inquisitively but said nothing.
The chair was positioned right in front of the bed as Morrigan sat at the foot of it and a smirk over her lips. Bats materialized around her body as the white dress was replaced by her usual outfit, donning the purple nylons with bat patterns except without the boots. But even more interesting is what she spun over her pointer finger. The succubus snickered and winked at him while Bruce stared at the handcuffs and knowing exactly where this was headed.
"Have a seat, Mister Wayne."
She pushed the chair out further making room for him to sit and licking at her lips as she did. Giving in to her command, Bruce walked and took a seat within the chair and a smile over his face the entire way. Next she moved up over her knees, reaching out and unbuttoning his shirt button by button until his chest was exposed. Afterwards she hopped out of bed and running a finger over his left shoulder as she got around him and her chin resting over his shoulder.
"Arms behind your back," she whispered, and her breath hot.
His grin ever so slightly grew as he complied and the succubi cuffing his wrists together just before she leaned forward and licking at the right side of his cheek. For a moment she danced her fingers over his shoulder before walking around and in front of him. There was nothing special about the constraints, simply metal and he easily could have broken out of them but it was really the idea that mattered. Morrigan leaned over him and her hands over his knees, just before moving them up and around his zipper.
"Stay put and don't struggle," she looked him in the eyes with a mischievous grin. "I'm going to have a little fun and you're going to be along for the ride. And you have no one to blame but yourself."
Morrigan pressed a finger over his lips, just before lowering her hands and then came the clicking sound of his belt unbuckling. His pants and underwear were pulled down just enough so that she could take his glory into her soft hands as she slowly massaged the entirety of it. It was only after a few strokes that he grew hard in her hand just before she backed off and sat atop the bed.
"I'm going to remind you, just exactly who you belong to."
The succubus lifted her left leg and lowering that same foot in his lap just as she moved it upward and over his exposed member. Her expression was sadistic and overly satisfied as she rubbed the soul of her foot up and against his hardened member. He grunted and groaned with how good she was at this, and it wasn't long after that she lifted her opposite foot and played with him even more, squeezing and tugging at his balls. She was so good at this, in only a mere two minutes he already felt he was just about ready to let loose and cum. Under her breath the succubus snickered, knowing and feeling that he was close with how hard he grew around her soles.
"Oh no, don't think so dear," she shook her head. "I won't allow you the honor of cumming so quickly, not until I allow it."
Right away she switched up her pace and slowed down some to keep him from releasing but played with him for the next few minutes. And when finished she instructed that he stand, which he did without question and from then she helped remove his shirt, pants and remainder of his clothing where he was then led to and handcuffed to the bed. The bats again appeared around Morrigan's body and this time she was left completely nude except for the wings stemming out of her head. She then joined Bruce in bed who was over his back, wrists cuffed to the headboard and his body heated as he inspected her in all her beauty. She was quickly in bed and crawling on all fours just below him.
"And now the fun really begins," she looked up at him for only a moment before back down at his shaft.
She took it into her hand once more and gently stroked as he moaned out.
"You've been a very shameful boy, and I cannot pardon your actions until you've been taught a lesson."
"Morrigan…"
He whispered her name, despite his words sounding rather rushed as he watched the beauty descend down upon him. Her head lowered as she quickly went to work over him. And he could feel the hot breath of the succubi encircling around his cock, teasing at him before he was suddenly enveloped in an exquisite warmth. Bruce quickly bit back, trying to conceal a loud cry as the mouth of his lover wrapped around his hardened length. It wasn't the feeling of her mouth that really got him going, but more so her tongue slithering around. It slowly worked him into a fully erect state with proficient movements that sent shivers up his spine.
Bruce couldn't believe what was happening, seeming as though she was changing and doing it in such a different way than she had before. It felt like he might cum at any moment and she had barely just started. Here he was, cuffed to a bed, being devoured by the queen of Makai. There was much on his agenda and needed his attention, but in that moment she was all he thought about. Soon thereafter he found himself rolling his hips ever so slightly up into the warmth of her mouth presently encircling his cock. The queen took this as a sign of approval of her work, and continued on but sucking and slurping. She moved her mouth upward and especially working the tip, before going all the way down to the vampire's crotch with the bobbing of her head. The sounds that greeted Bruce's ears were so wet...so lewd.
The succubus began to leak out from her backside, becoming more and more aroused by tasting his pre-cum staining her tongue, and with this she quickly moved a hand down over her vagina. One finger slowly moved down, circling around the rim of her entrance, gently pushing the finger through and slowly sinking in with one slow, deep movement. Morrigan cried out, inserting another finger and she didn't let up as she continued sucking off her lover. As soon as that finger had been buried, she forced them into her deepest spots, forcing them in and out. Bruce could do nothing but moan, squirming and gasping as he was pleasured by what he could only assume wasn't going to end anytime soon.
This prolonged for a while, the almost vacuum like sucking motions on his cock driving her nearly to release before finally, without warning, a third finger joined the first two ever so deep within her quivering form. The more this went on, the more she wanted him inside her. She couldn't wait to be connected and stretched out by him, those slender fingers buried so completely within her wetness. The succubus pulled her head back as she cried out over his member and drooling, which was like music to his ears as Bruce found himself wanting her more as this went on. But no matter his attempts to hold back, it was no use. He spilled, thick pent-up seed shooting from the tip of his cock like a fountain as it filled the mouth of the succubus. And not a single drop of it was wasted as she swallowed and licked at her lips.
Even throughout his release, the sucking never stopped. She kept going, making sure to clean him up before finally pulling off, her lips making a loud popping noise, something that sent a shiver down Bruce's spine.
"Hope you liked that, cause there's a lot more to come. First you will satisfy me."
Morrigan resituated with her backside looming atop his face and the succubi looking back at him over her shoulder.
"Put that mouth of yours to good work, and clean me up real good."
Not a moment later was it that she lowered herself and sat over his face. She fully expected that he'd go right to work on her, which he did but not in the way she anticipated. The succubi's eyes shot open in feeling his lips kissing at the flesh of her ass, but that was hardly what drove her mind insane. It was what came next as his outstretched tongue swirled upward through her bottom and the tip of it circling around the entrance of her anus! This was only for a moment before he then moved his mouth downward and over her womanhood. He kissed at and used his tongue over the outer surface of her private and the succubus moaning.
The movement of his tongue became far more aggressive as it shot forward and into her insides. Morrigan panted and squealed like a pig, drooling as her slender fingers tangled in Bruce's hair, grinding and wiggling her wide hips against his face. His hot mouth nibbled and sucked at her swollen pussy. His efforts were so splendid that within a minute the succubi could not hold off for any longer as she reached her climax. She'd climaxed and squirted and so much in fact that she couldn't string a thought together. Bruce's fingers gripped her plump ass cheeks, sinking into supple fat as his tongue slithered in and out of her warm, tight hole, drinking in the nonstop flow of sweet nectar she released. Her feet were wrapped tightly around either side of his head as her moans picked up. For a little while longer he pleasured her with his mouth and tongue until she pushed up and ready to move on.
"Now that we've gotten passed the foreplay, time for me to discipline you properly," she moved and positioned her body atop him and her lips just beside his left ear. "And what better way than to use my pussy."
Morrigan whispered the last part with a giggle as she reached down and took hold of his cock. His arms were still over his head but his wrists still cuffed to the bed and he grunted as she took him inside. There was no hesitation as she immediately moved her hips and moving over him as he shot his hips upward beneath Morrigan and giving her thrusts of his own.
The vampire and succubus moaned in unison as she completely took all of him in and it felt amazing, and he was mesmerized by how warm and tight she was. More so than usual, he noted. The movement of her hips started slow, but quickly picked up as she dropped her head and kissing at his lips. It was a long and passionate one as her tongue circled and licked at his and her body becoming more and more heated as she thought about Akasha and what he'd done with her. She was secretly turned on by the idea of it and her arousal mounting as her inner walls squeezed over his jetting member. Morrigan continued licking tongues with him with her breasts firmly pressed against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck. The bed rocked beneath them as she shot her hips forward and her ass slapping over him.
Bruce moaned with Morrigan as she rode him, and her ample bosom bobbed and jiggled against his toned chest from her agile movements. Breaking the kiss she sat up over him with her hands over his chest and her eyes rolled back into her head as the tip of his rod struck the roof of her cervix causing them to moan in joy at how incredible the feeling was. She looked into his eyes while grinding atop him and uttering his name lustfully as she bit over her lower lip. For the next two minutes they went at it like this and sweat dripped down both their forms as Morrigan threw her head back and looking down over her left shoulder as her backside clapping over his waist.
"Morrigan…" Bruce whispered in pleasure.
"You like, dear?" she smiled down over him, but keeping her hips moving. "Good, because this will be for the entire night. No patrol, no nothing. Your punishment for doing bad."
Dropping down over him her breasts bounced up and down right in front of his face and Bruce gnawed at her nearest nipple while simultaneously licking and sucking on her tit. The sweet moans of pleasure from Morrigan, coupled with the look of pure ecstasy on her face motivated him to keep going as he kept sucking over her while her ass repeatedly smacked against him.
Bruce moaned as her fiery tunnels smothered and sucked in his cock as her womb's entrance withstood the impacts of this thrusts as her eyes were now completely white with ecstasy and her nails digging into his chest was the first sign she was close to her orgasm. Likewise, Bruce's testicles tightened as his inner release built up into his hilt and he took his mouth off Morrigan's breast to lick her other bobbing tit. She rode his hardness as she worked her hips together on top of him and she was in awe at how it felt as though his cock reached as far as her stomach.
Thanks to her hold onto his chest, she kept her balance on top of him before he began slowly, teasingly licking her neck and she cried out in bliss as he bit into the right side of her neck and consumed her blood. He did so for only a moment before they shared another kiss and then Bruce found himself on the receiving end of this as she licked and nibbled at his neck.
Though both were drenched in sweat from their combined movements and intensity, the pair shut their eyes in anticipation of their joined orgasm before Morrigan reared up and cried out in frenzy as her walls finally clamped down onto him. Bruce's fists clinched as their combined release erupted from her wetness and virtually drowned his cock as his seed shot hot and deep into her womb.
She collapsed onto Bruce as their release poured from her tunnels. Both lover's panted in bliss as she kissed Bruce and rested her forehead against his while the two of them caught their breaths from the mind-blowing sex. But she kept her hips moving as she licked at his left cheek.
"Such a captivating feeling, I want more," she said lustfully. "And you're going to give it to me."
XXX
King Fafnir of Arcenill Mount paced the room, his mind a blur of activities that had been occurring as of late, all related to his own. Mairi, a once proud and noble dragon warrior had gone ballistic and turning on the entire Arcenill Empire. But she wasn't alone, having a multitude of rogue dragons following her into personal endeavors, but Fafnir believed there was a whole lot more at work behind the scenes unknown to them. Their latest fiasco involved the invasion and murders of innocent dwarves. By the time the king and first responders arrived on scene, there were only fifteen survivors out of nearly one hundred fifty which lost their lives on the beach front.
A showdown with Mairi was inevitable and Fafnir secretly promised himself that he'd be the one to down Mairi when the time came. Dead or alive, it didn't matter. The king had assembled his generals to discuss the upcoming battle that was to come. When and where he couldn't say, but it would come. Even as they spoke Mairi was seemingly building up an army of her own, and Fafnir wanted to gather information from his moles and present it to the generals. It was a numbers game and the opposition would be vastly outnumbered, but Fafnir knew exactly who she was and very much she was capable of, even with little at her disposal.
She was proclaimed Arcenill Mount's greatest strategist after all, and for good reason but he was no slouch either. No proposals had been set yet, however. This was a strictly a devising conference.
Commander Benjamin Castillo stood calmly, arms crossed, quietly discerning everything in his usual gracious manner. He knew that his king had tunnel vision at this point, and would obsess over things and keep them there all night if not abstracted. No one wanted to put an end to the outlaws more than Fafnir, and Benjamin could see the fire and determination in the eyes of his king. There was no one he'd rather follow into battle. The dragon king often time put off his duties to enjoy the finer things in life, but when called upon and his aid needed, he was always there and came through.
Fafnir was literally making everyone dizzy as their eyes followed him as he continued to pace the floor, quietly murmuring to himself. It was more of a brainstorming phase with himself. Most of the generals sat tolerantly, knowing that eventually he would soon open up, this was nothing new.
"Well," he began. "She isn't going to operate from one place, and she knows full and well how we do things here. We've got to alter our approach and give her something she won't see coming. And when the time comes we must first find a way to break their line and get to Mairi herself. She falls and so to do the rest of them. They're all simply pawns in a show that she runs. I am also quite certain she will place Finley in charge of most of her cavalry. As you all know he was her fetch guy during her time here as commander and second seat to myself. I am sure he will try to rattle us, so we must guard against various approaches. They get inside our heads and have us second guessing and it is at that point that we've truly lost."
Fafnir looked around the room. It had been a very long day, and he wasn't even sure half of them were even listening and that was somewhat troubling given the significance of the matter at hand. He caught Benjamin's gaze, seeking some sort of admission. The commander was however with a vacant expression, but very much tuned in. Fafnir however frowned at others within the room. This quickly pulled in everyone who wasn't already focused in.
It was clear the battle was going to be a tough one, the enemy knowing them much as they knew themselves. Proposals were thrown around the room from various generals and lieutenants. Fafnir listened to all but giving only a few of the pitches consideration. From then the king again went into one of his silent pacing sessions and two fingers scratching at his chin. That decision had been made right away, and they had already been discussing their strategy.
The meeting dragged on and on, and not much had been accomplished as a handful amongst them argued back and forth. And so with his eyes closed and running a hand over his face, Fafnir breathed out thinking about what was the best course of action going forward. A handful of those in attendace he felt were complete morons at times. They could fight and plan with the best, without question, but they had the manners and tact of a wild beasts.
The king was irritated. Sometimes his soldiers and allies could be so thickheaded. It was obvious that a good portion of them were not so anxious to go to war against one of their own, let alone the great Mairi. This time Fafnir exchanged glances with Dalzo Reco, his intelligence officer and hoping to see some reassurance there. Unfortunately however he didn't get much from him.
"Look, I know this whole situation is unfavorable and will be difficult but it is what it is. She knows us, but that goes both ways. I've just about decided on where we go from here and if someone who hasn't already wishes to give their input, now would be the time."
There was silence in the room, again most of those in attendance avoiding Fafnir's eyes. Benjamin and Dalzo glimpsed at each other, vexed that the king was unwilling to take a vote and the majority deciding the strategy going forward. He often times did this with many of the decisions made within the kingdom's boundaries. There were a select few however that didn't mind, in most instances their king proving to make the correct decisions. For an entire minutes it seemed that king Fafnir looked around but the whole bunch of them said nothing.
"So," he said. "That's it, no suggestions?"
He received empty gazes in return. His eyes surveyed the entire room, while others looked back at him but still with nothing to say.
Benjamin bit at his lip, trying very hard not to shout and go off on some of the council members that sat around with little to no interest on the matter at hand. Dalzo on the other hand tried to look angry, but he simply couldn't as this was something that at this point was to be expected and widely predictable!
Fafnir's eyes inspected the room one last time and figured that nothing else constructive was going to come out of this meeting. Some appeared nervous or worried scared out of their minds, but the vast majority just ready to step into action. It was Benjamin that coughed and clearing his throat.
"My king, may I suggest we adjourn this meeting and pick it up again tomorrow after we've all had time to think and settle? It has been a long day, and it appears the lot of the, need to clear their minds and take everything into consideration."
Fafnir let out a sigh and nodded his head.
"That is probably for the best, my friend."
Fafnir had his back to most the group, silently discussing with Dalzo and Benjamin. The groups spoke amongst themselves, some conversations becoming off task and insults thrown from both sides of the table. Dalzo keyed in over some of the activity that occurred and fixed a couple of them with an angry glare on the other end of the table who were becoming far too loud and rowdy. In the next minute Fafnir stepped away from the table, clapping with his hands raised over his head and getting the attention of everyone in the room.
"You're all dismissed, we shall meet here again first thing in the morning. I'll take time to think my decision over and perhaps maybe I change my mind. From now till then put your thinking caps on, that is all."
There was nothing else said as the bunch of them stood and headed right for the exits but as usual at the conclusion of any meeting Fafnir held back both Benjamin and Dalzo as he normally did. But this time it was different, and both could almost immediately feel it.
"Something you want to tell us, sire?" Benjamin asked.
The dragon king paced about in silence for some moments and running a hand through his hair, but paused as he came to a stop in front of the table and with his hands atop it. His eyes were closed and his head leaned forward.
"Mairi is clever and unpredictable and she'd do anything to blindside our efforts and improve her stance. And this latest attack on the dwarfs just seems, how can I say… random. Not her imo, she wouldn't have had any reason to do so. Her problem is with us… no, me. Something isn't right here."
The duo of Dalzo and Benjamin gazed at one another and then back at their king.
"What might you be suggesting?" Dalzo questioned.
"Our forsaken aren't acting on their own," Fafnir clinched his fists.
XXX
It had to be a little after 9 in the morning as she was permitted access through the front gates of Wayne Manor. Dressed casually in dark grey leggings, she wore a light green tank top, a silver necklace and wristband to match. Fortunately this time no long flight was required, making the journey through a vortex gateway and only a thirty minute cab ride. The silver-haired vampire rang and knocked at the front door. There wasn't an immediate response, and she waited for a little over a minute before someone appeared through the door.
"Morning Alfred," she smiled at the butler standing on the other side of the door. "Is he around?"
The butler stepped back and shaking his head, knowing precisely who she referred to.
"Master Wayne never returned home last night, not unusual when he gets tied up in his work."
"Could you give him a call?"
Moka entered inside next to him as he closed the door behind them.
"Certainly, but please do make yourself at home?"
The vampire humbly shook her head.
"Yes, thanks. Just following up on something from earlier, then I'll most likely be on my way."
She followed him into the dining room where she took a seat and Alfred headed into the next room. Moka sat back over the sofa and one leg overlapping the other, and not long after that came a thumping sound from the steps and Moka looking in that direction.
"Moka-nee!"
The silver haired vampire smirked as her younger half-sister shot through and jumped up into her lap and wrapping her arms around Moka strongly. She just stayed still and patting Sasha over the back, very much delighted to see her as well. After a few moments of being locked together like this it was Sasha moved aside, hopping off the furniture and standing.
"I visit momma this weekend and she said we go someplace fun, you should come to, Moka-nee!" Sasha jumped up and down with her hands hugged together.
Moka couldn't help but laugh at how adorable she appeared, sitting upright.
"Not gonna make any promises, when you get to my age there comes lots of responsibilities. And with those responsibilities, sometimes fun and things you enjoy doing most can be little to none."
Scratching at her hair, Sasha blinked a couple times just before sitting back and with her legs crossed.
"Me lost…"
This again resulted in chuckles from Moka.
"You needn't worry about it now, you're far too young but one day you will. Better not to think about it and just enjoy your childhood."
And even as those words came out, the vampire found herself lightly biting over her own tongue. The allusion of this brought back memories of her own nurture, and she predominantly thought to the period from when she lost memory of her mother and was sealed in the Rosario. The couple years attending school in the human world were lonely, rough and almost unbearable but she made it through. Though not knowingly, Akasha looked and watched over her in the shape of a clone and taking on the form of her outer personality, omote. But Moka never really was happy until that fateful day, which was also her face day out of the human world and attending an all monster school, Yokai Academy.
It was down a hill and over a bike that she raced along without a care in the world, anxious and yet nervous as to what it would be like. Would the conditions improve from what she experienced in man's world, or would it be more of the same? Was there a chance she might make a friend, or friends? These were thoughts that bounced back and forth within her mind and at times she believed her mind might burst from overload. And that's when it came about, down and over the hill as the front tire of her bike struck him; the first person she would come to consider a friend and then eventually become her soulmate. The feeling was gratifying to think about and she couldn't be happier with the way things turned out and where their lives had progressed from that day. It was also the first time she drank human blood, even if she didn't realize it at the time. Enrolling in Yokai academy was truly a blessing in disguise, and it wasn't just Tsukune but Mizore, Yukari, Kurumu and even Ruby. They were all like family to her and each made life worth living, especially back then.
But now sitting in front of Sasha and far as she could tell the little one was living a happy life. Moka could only wonder what her early years must have been like before she found her father. All those years she was under Fairy Tale must have been rough, but somehow she maded it and with a positive and joyful outlook on life. Whatever influence and or hold they had over her was undoubtedly minimal and she was now free to forge her own path. The silver haired vampire was almost brought to tears with the overflow of thoughts and past emotions, but kept it together.
"What's wrong, Moka-nee?" Sasha sat up over her knees.
"Nothing," Moka put on a smile as she bent forward and rubbing as the top of Sasha's head. "I'm just satisfied, that's all."
Within the next minute Alfred returned into the room and carrying a tray of refreshments which he set down over a table off to the side of them. He poured both Sasha and Moka a cup of freshly brewed coffee just before taking a stand and his eyes on Moka.
"I shall contact the young master, and you may speak to him."
Alfred again saw himself out of the room and Sasha taking a sip and respiring in delight. And it was on the other side of town and within the penthouse that Bruce laid awake, having been for the past few minutes. His eyes had been up over the ceiling, as the woman laid asleep next to him and the warmth of her body up against him. Guttural sounds evaded her lips as her body moved about and she began to wake. His eyes moved down over her as he grinned, his arm already around her body as he ran a hand through her hair. The succubi's eyes slowly opened as she yawned, rolling over and looking up at him. Her bare chest was securely pressed against his side, and he could feel all of her nakedness as he massaged a hand up and down her back. She leaned in and giving him a kiss over the lips as he did the same back.
"Did my bat learn his lesson?" Morrigan snickered as she moved a hand over his chest tenderly. "Or does little Brucei need to be spanked some more?"
Together they shared a laugh, while Morrigan dropped her head over his shoulder and they just laid there. It was some of the best sex she had had in a while, bite wounds around the left side of her neck, cleavage, sections over her stomach and on the right side of her neck. She allowed him to feed off her as they made love, and the gratification she got from it was unlike anything. He was everything she looked for in a potential mate and she was truly falling for him.
"You want to talk about it?" Morrigan spoke up after a while of quietness.
"About what?" Bruce responded.
He was playing it dumb, but this was something he couldn't hide from her.
"Akasha. Much as I'm interested in all the juicy details, they can wait. And since we are on the subject and being open, I want to know something," she looked him straight in the face. "If it were to happen again and she came on to you, what would you do and what is she to you? And same for myself?"
His blood flow took a slight jump as she really put him on the spot and he didn't answer right away. He wasn't interested in giving her an answer she wanted to hear, but the truth. His eyes peeked up over the ceiling with his head against a pillow, sinking deep into his thoughts. They had time and she was in no rush, not even taking her eyes off of him and she saw and felt that he was really putting thought into this. It seemed as though he didn't speak for minutes, and eventually he did but not before moving on his side.
"You want the truth?"
"No, I want you to tell me you hate and despise her."
The sarcasm couldn't be clearer in her tone, and so he continued.
"Being who she is and to me, I would never have slept with her if part of me didn't care... I care for Akasha."
"Love?" Morrigan asked.
Bruce breathed out as his eyes closed for a moment.
"I don't know, its complex. And the same with you... the way I feel, it's undistinguishable. This is unfamiliar territory. I've fallen in love before, but never with..."
"Two women at the same time?" Morrigan chuckled.
Bruce bit down over his tongue tightly gripping sheets beneath him.
"If that's where this is headed, than yes. That's just it, I am one man and if that day comes that I do choose to settle... it'll be with one. I wholeheartedly believe that is the way it should be, the way I was taught. That will never change, human, vampire or not. To each his own, a bond shared between two lovers. And I understand among various monster species that might be different and vary but my stance is what it is. If you or anyone else can't accept that, then..."
Bruce quieted as Morrigan rubbed a hand over the side of his face.
"I've been inside your mind, felt your pains and grieves. You're an extraordinary man and I wouldn't modify a thing, there is nothing wrong with how you view this matter but if it is so, I shall claim you as my own. No one knows you like I do, but it is your choice. I will not use my abilities to try and sway you, I want you to love me for me and even if you were to choose her or someone else that wouldn't change the way I feel. You're immortal, you'll have time to make a decision, even if decades. And in the meantime why not allow yourself to let loose, venture and explore."
"Venture and explore?" Bruce's eyes narrowed.
Morrigan nodded her head.
"Precisely, explore your options and really decide what you want for the future. Whatever your resolution, it shouldn't be done under pressure but because that's what you want. No matter what happens, in the end it'll all workout no matter what. You just have to believe and do what you feel is right. She and I feel likewise about you, but it is your call if she or I... or neither. But I won't allow that, a king is unfulfilled without his queen."
"King," Bruce chuckled as he leaned in closer beside her. "Since when did I become that?"
"You won't have much of a choice in the matter, I'll chase you until the end of time if I have to and so will she. But who knows, life is filled with so many twist and turns. Maybe things change, but we're where we are now."
"You're persistent, just as Akasha."
"You like that though, don't you?"
"Yes," Bruce smirked.
An instant of passion fell upon them as he sunk his head over hers and they locked lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed passionately and the succubus arranging herself over him. Her mouth scoffed his lips as she kissed him crudely and they went like this for several moments, before she broke away and breathing out with a seductive grin. She was a succubi and there was little a man could hide from her, especially physical desire. His body grew heated beneath hers and as a result so too did her own arousal. Morrigan reached downward in between her own legs, feeling out his hardened member which she gently stroked.
"We've barely just awoke and having a serious conversation and already someone is so provoked."
She laughed some more while squeezing and tugging at it and Bruce grumbling.
"Well then, I'd say my work is not yet done is it... Mister Wayne?"
Morrigan's head fell forward as she rubbed the tip of her nose against his, but still with her fingers wrapped around his member. And somewhat lowering her backside she took him inside and both quietly moaning together. The succubi then gently bit over her upper lip as her hips moved up and down over him, but started in a relaxed motion as she progressively got faster. They had barely gotten started when Bruce's cell phone off to the side of the bed rang and he reached for it, with Morrigan still moving over him. He looked over the caller ID and saw that it was a call from the Manor, while Morrigan kissed and licked at the left side of his neck as she twisted her hips over him.
"Who is it, darling?" Morrigan asked in between kisses.
"Alfred, I think," Bruce replied.
"Call him back, we're busy."
Morrigan mashed her lips over his and kissed him softly.
"It could be important, I should take this."
In one click Bruce answered the call, but Morrigan just as quickly snatched it away and taking it into her own hands. She set up over him with one hand over his chest and the opposite holding the phone next to her ear.
"Hello," she answered, her tone low pitched and friendly.
But on the other end it was not who she was expecting and that could also be said for the caller.
"Morrigan," Moka's voice wandered. "Is that you?"
She'd heard her speak so many times and she knew that voice anywhere.
"Certainly it is, you need something?"
She persisted with moving over Bruce and her bottom rocking over his waist, while he attempted reaching up and snatching the phone away from the succubus she held him down and away from the electronic.
"Is Bruce nearby, could you put him on the phone?"
Though he was down on his back and the phone pinned against Morrigan's ear, the speaker was loud enough for him to hear all of what Moka said. The succubus forced her free hand over his mouth as he tried to speak.
"Sorry dear, he's occupied at the moment but you can certainly leave a message."
"Where is he?" Moka responded.
"Well," Morrigan looked down over Bruce with a merciless smirk, just before removing the hand from his mouth. "He's sort of got his hands full. He should be home within the next hour or two, or I can have him call you back once he's free."
Silence stemmed from Moka's side, as Morrigan lowered both hands over Bruce's chest and the phone between her ear and left shoulder. Whether he would admit it or not, the succubi could see and feel he was turned on by this situation. His length grew harder inside her, and he even reached out taking hold of her waist and holding on tight as she grinned back and forth over him. It was so good in fact, she felt he might release a huge load inside her right then and there as his groans became louder. Morrigan bit over her own lip to keep her own moans from escaping.
"It's okay," Moka's voice returned after a small absence. "I'll wait for his return."
"Very well, I'll relay the message. Bye, bye now."
Morrigan clicked the phone off and tossed it aside off the bed, as her hips shot forward over her lover.
"That was ruthless," Bruce spoke in a groan.
"And you're pleased, if this dick of yours is any hint. Now shut up and kiss me!"
The succubus dropped down over him and submerging her lips over his once more, but this time their tongues finding each other's.
"Any luck, Miss Aono?" Alfred entered the living room from down the hall.
"No," she looked up at him as she dropped the phone. "He's with Morrigan, most likely working a case by the sound of it. She says he'll return soon."
"Very good to hear," Alfred smiled.
XXX
It was at her desk where she sat, going through a few stacks of papers but then came a knock at the door.
"Come in," she answered, but not taking her eyes off her work.
The Dark Lord was pressed for time and somewhat behind schedule, preparing herself for an upcoming summit. Without looking up she knew exactly who it was, not only by her scent but energy signature. It was the purple haired vampire, and medic of the Asagao three. She was dressed appropriately for the office environment, in a dark brown gown and her hair tied in a ponytail.
"Akasha-sama, sorry to disrupt you but you said you wanted to be kept updated," Selene stopped short of her desk. "We've got him, my lady."
The enthusiasm didn't go unnoticed in her voice.
"Got who?" Akasha inked her signature over two papers, one after another.
She barely listened, moving on to the next stack.
"Liam Tryniski, he's been brought in."
Right away Akasha's eyes shot open as she shoved the papers aside, gazing right into the eyes of Selene. The purple haired vampire was only with a nod of her head accompanied by a smile.
"It is as I've said, but details of how this occurred are still unknown. He was practically gift wrapped and dropped in front of the Penitentiary of Hiklorhan."
"For how long and since when?" Akasha immediately stepped up from her seat.
Selene moved a strand of hair from her face and behind her right ear.
"Several hours ago, my lady. I was busy handling and going through the arraignment process or else I would have contacted you sooner and I know how occupied you've been. Liam has not yet talked, and as of now all we know is he didn't willingly turn himself in but anything further than that is unknown at this time."
The Dark Lord was with her hands over the surface of her desk, gazing down and thinking silently to herself. She knew exactly who did so and a hidden smile over the left side of her mouth. Bruce Wayne and his undercover mask as detective Wallace was something she kept close and there was no other than herself that knew about it. And even with Selene being one of her most reliable maidens, such knowledge was best kept secret for reasons. She didn't want his involvement in the yokai realm getting out, and the less that knew the better chance that would hold up.
"Shall I pursue and find out which firm was responsible for our fortune?" Selene questioned.
With her head rising, Akasha quickly shook her head.
"You needn't worry about that, all that counts is that he's in custody how it befell means nothing. You've done great work, just what I would expect and I want you to stay active on this and keep me up-to-date. But in the meantime I would like for you to deliver something for me."
Selene walked forward as Akasha took is singular folder into hand, passing it off to the medic.
"What is this?"
"The contents inside are advised altercations, relative to public security units and changes in training grounds and methods with our newly listed soldiers. Ekon is out of the building and running an errand for me, so if you could just deliver it to the supreme commander I would be greatly appreciative," the pinkette smiled warmly.
"Where at?" Selene took the folder into her hand. "I passed Issa's office on the way here but he was absent."
The Dark Lord stood upright running a finger through her hair and quietly thinking.
"Try building C, I believe he is giving a presentation to some of the new trainees. And judging by the time it should all be coming to a conclusion."
"You can count on me, Akasha-sama," Selene bowed her head.
Akasha watched her subordinate exit as the smile over her face grew. On the left side of her desk and in the top drawer was a communications electronic. She opened the drawer and taking the device into hand, and there were three missed calls; all of which from him. And by then Bruce had likely already returned to the human world and she wouldn't be able to make contact until he returned or she went to him. Much as she loved the crusader, he was proving just as much reliable and she hadn't forgotten the promise made. The pink-haired vampire fell back into her chair, and with a deep blush over her cheeks while daydreaming of being intimate with him again.
"My lady!"
The doors shot open in front of her as two guards entered, and Akasha shrieking from being startled.
"Apologies for barging in, but your appointment is here."
The Dark Lord hissed under her breath as she sat forward and put on a forged smile.
"Galasso Romano?" Akasha's elbows were atop the table and her chin in the palms of her hands.
She looked anything but excited and the guardsmen could feel and see it.
"Yes, my lord. The king as you know is otherwise unavailable, or he would be here."
Akasha rolled her eyes in displeasure, questioning that notion. King Kenzie Jie, was commander and leader of the werewolves and his distaste for Hiklorhan as a whole was well documented, and while she was willing to look passed any differences they held it highly lacked/nonexistent from his end. Instead in his place he sends the admiral of Reinganar and it was almost insulting. Irritatingly her finger nails scratched at the surface of her desk and her body tight.
"My lady," one guard coughed. "What shall we tell him?"
For a moment her eyes closed as she took a deep breath.
"I'll be on my way, shortly."
XXX
On her way out of the training room, Diana Prince held a towel which she rubbed over the side of her face, wiping away at a cut she sustained. It was an intense routine, and a much-needed one for that matter. And afterwards she prolonged down the hall with the towel around her neck and it was quiet for the most part and it was through the automatic doors of one room up ahead but she spotted him exit and called out to him. Superman looked back her way, and with a calming and accepting smile.
"Diana," he met her halfway as he walked in that direction.
"I heard about what happened," she spoke with weariness is in her tone. "How're you holding up?"
Kal-El breathed out as he gestured for her to follow, which she did at his side. It was into the observation room where they went, not far away. From within was a great view of the earth and all its beauty. Superman moved up and in front of the massive window, resting one hand over the surface just above his head as he closed his eyes. Diana stood a few feet behind him but kept quiet.
"I'm doing fine, it's Kara that I'm worried about," Kal pushed away from the window and facing Wonder Woman. "She's going to spend a few days on the Kent farm, it should hopefully help clearing her mind and I will be there to check on her constantly."
Diana sighed as she moved in on him.
"I've heard some, but I want to hear it from you as you were there. What all happened?"
"In the simplest way to put it... a disaster. The demon Jedah is powerful, and not just bodily. His abilities were tremendous and he's very well-informed, and once he gets inside he knows how to break you. That is it something I hope to never experience again, and it isn't something that will power alone can fight through. He's that potent. And that isn't even what has me most troubled."
This notion immediately caught Diana's attention.
"How do you mean?"
Kal turned away from her for a moment and his eyes looking through the window over the earth.
"What he did to those people, all for the sake of getting to me," Superman's eyes closed, and his fists clinched. "Innocents were killed all so that he could get my attention."
Wonder Woman immediately marched forward and shaking her head the entire time.
"No, no. You know that isn't true, and you got there as fast as you could. There is always going to be casualties, Kal and you know we can't be there for them all. We learn to cope with and move on. Appreciate looking after those that are still here and do our best not to allow the same things to happen again. Jedah will get his, we'll see to it. You won't have to fight him or any of them alone, we fight together, all of us... we're a team."
Superman turned and faced Wonder Woman, and her wise words bringing a grin to his face and brightening the mood. There wasn't a single of them that didn't go through his or her dark moments of helplessness, justifiably almost losing all hope and faith.
"You always know what to say at the right time, and I appreciate you not only as a teammate but as a person and friend. I wouldn't be where I am today without all of you, my family and allies. We make each other better and stronger."
"That is the truth," Diana nodded in agreement. "What's the plan from here, what shall we do?"
"Still working on that, Cyborg went after Batman hours ago but his Justice League communicator and other means of reaching him were shut off. But whenever he resurfaces the idea is to get in contact with Morrigan."
"The ruler of Makai? Does this have to do with Jedah?"
Superman simply nodded.
"Correct and I need more information, we must be prepared for these monsters. We have to suspect Fairy Tale is doing the same, taking into account who they've been recruiting. In the meantime there are other matters I must look into, would you be willing to take over duties in the observation room until Arthur arrives in the hour?"
"Go ahead and do what you need to, I'll hold down the fort."
"Much appreciated Diana, and thanks for the talk."
With that Kal exited the automatic doors.
To be continued
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