Banished Pt. 14

"Hey~, no fair!" she whined. "You got me naked, and I still didn't get the pants~."

"Fair's fair," I answered, as I lifted myself away from her, and shimmied the cotton shorts off, but-

"Wha-? Hey!" I protested, as she immediately lunged for my part.

She grabbed ahold of it, and giggled as I twisted, trying to get away from her, until eventually I grabbed her breasts and fondled them a little.

"Finally! Sheesh. Sometimes a girl just wants to be molested a little," she pipped, and I shook my head disapprovingly as she giggled, then turned to study my part.

"You're practically drooling," I chided, and she smiled happily.

"He is too," she said, gesturing to the tip which was glistening with the first drop of pre-cum at the tiny opening.

She pressed a finger against the hole, then brought it to her mouth, sucking on the digit suggestively.

"Behave," I warned her, and she pouted.

"But it's my reward~," she whined, and I tutted her.

"Your reward was cuddling; if you want that, then you know my terms," I chided, and she made a whining sound as she let go of my organ, and shot it a longing look, as if it were some treat that she'd been denied.

I wrapped my arms around her, and she let out a little squeak as I suddenly grasped both of her breasts, before kissing her sensually on the neck.

"I don't remember giving you permission to kiss me there," she teased, and I snickered, but as I retreated, she pulled my head back onto her neck, her hands snaking around me from the back, as she cooed. "Don't stop, though."

I obliged, devouring her neck with wet slobbery kisses as I caressed her breasts, and she wiggled her body closer to me, nestling herself snugly in my arms.

I felt her bottom pressing into my hardness, and I smiled.

"You know... we've got all the right parts in all the right places. It'd be pretty easy for a little 'accident' to happen right now," she said suggestively, as she wiggled around, trying to trap my cock between her legs.

I released her breasts from my grasp, and shifted away from her, turning her over onto her back to her annoyance.

"Of all the things I want you to be, 'fuck toy' isn't one of them," I countered, and she pouted.

"I'd be a really good fuck toy, though," she teased, as she climbed on top of me, and I felt a pleasurable jolt as my cock brushed against something soft and wet.

She pursed her lips as she flexed her hips, letting her sex brush against me.

"Are you sure you can resist this?" she asked, eyeing me teasingly, and I snickered in response.

"I'm not the one who's begging for a fucking like a sex-deprived kitten in heat."

"Kitten, huh?"

I nodded.

"You're playful... like a kitten. Plus, I know you're just playing with your food right now," I added, and she eyed me.

"Usually guys call me that other word," she teased, "you know... bitch?"

I shrugged.

"You hate it, don't you?" I asked, and she nodded.

"Didn't think you would remember that, though."

I chuckled.

"You don't think I pay attention to you?" I asked, and she shook her head, but there was a slightly wistful look in her eyes as she looked away.

"My husband used to pay attention to me, but... not to see what I liked. Just... who I liked... or how I reacted to them," she said, before shaking her head. "Sorry... I'm ruining the mood."

I shook my head, then patted the bed beside me, indicating for her to settle down.

"There doesn't have to be a mood. I'm spending time with you tonight," I offered, and she bit her lip as she studied me.

"You are... but there's bound to be a limit to your patience."

I laughed, and she turned back to study me.

"What?" she asked.

"I already told you once. If this was all you ever wanted from me, that'd be fine."

She shook her head.

"What happened to 'wanting me to make you fall in love'?" she asked, and I shrugged.

"That was a statement of my intention, so that you'd know what I want from you. Whether I actually get that or not is entirely up to you," I explained.

She lay down on my chest, turning her head to the side to study me with that same kitten-like curiosity.

"So... if someone came along, and I wanted to be with them. You'd let me go?"

I sighed.

"I would... albeit, with great reluctance."

"What about you?" she asked. "What if someone came along who you thought could be more important than I am?"

"Even if that were to happen... the place by my side that I want for you is something that I'll always need. As long as you don't get sloppy."

"Or stab you in the back?" she asked, and I nodded. "I froze up when that girl asked me to kill her, you know? Would you ever ask me to kill someone?"

I shook my head.

"I don't definitively say never to anything, but I wouldn't have put you on that battlefield in the first place if it were my choice. You did well, but you weren't ready to make that kind of choice."

She shook her head.

"I'm glad that I was there. You wouldn't have trusted me like you did today if that hadn't happened."

I nodded.

"That's true, but... don't go thinking I need you to do extreme things like that to see your importance. I want you alive and by my side for a long time. And I'm willing to be patient... with everything."

She shifted a little in my arms, and I planted a gentle kiss on her shoulder, as we settled in together.

"I never thought I'd have to kill someone," I said. "But I did... and given our circumstances, I'd be naïve to think that'd be the last time."

"Did you feel sad?" Bianca asked, and I shook my head.

"I felt as if I'd shed some part of myself that I'll never get back. But nothing else."

She was quiet for a while, before speaking.

"If Raul hadn't gone after me, that might have been me in Candace's place, huh? I might have died without even knowing you."

"Now that would have been sad," I said. "I mean, Candace wasn't half as pretty as you are."

Bianca looked over, then shot me a glum look as she caught the teasing expression on my face.

"Ugh... do you only like me because I'm pretty?" she asked, and I shook my head.

"I can't stand pretty girls," I admitted. "But a pretty girl with sad eyes... I just can't resist."

"Seriously?" she asked, and I nodded.

Though even the pretty part was debatable.

Truthfully, sadness just fascinated me like nothing else.

Bianca didn't talk much after that, and as she finally drifted off to sleep, I continued to caress her comfortingly, admiring her as I did.

She was truly a beautiful girl... in every sense that I could think of, and I drifted off to sleep while trying to work out how best I could arrange more nights like this for us.

***

"No, no. No! You stupid mutt! Just because he has three skills, doesn't mean you need to absorb the three skills! One of those was pruning for fuck's sake! Ugh!"

Stupid little one.

Master has more skills than you could count.

And master says eat them, so I eat them!

Another of the stupids comes to talk:

"Here. You need to convert the skill points to add to the useful skills. Like speed. Don't you want to be fast enough to make sure that you can make that idiot pay?"

Huh?

Master says it makes sense.

Either way, I'll be eating still long after these morons are gone.

Hmmm.

I wonder what they would taste like?

***

*Shwish*

I woke up to the disconcerting sensation of being stared at intently, and I glanced at the window just as a shadowy presence seemed to melt into the night.

Bianca was sound asleep in my arms, but I felt alert and surprisingly aware of my surroundings.

I eased her onto her side, then planted a kiss on her cheek, before retrieving my clothes and quickly getting dressed, summoning up the image of Leanna in my mind.

She appeared to be sitting on the floor, and as I studied her shadowy form, I noted that she seemed a bit unsettled.

The subtle pull of her presence led me to Cameron's room, and as I poked my head in, I spotted Cameron and Jordan asleep on the floor, while Leanna studied them from across the room.

At first, she seemed happy to see me, but that fidgety appearance quickly returned, and I quietly gestured her over.

"Was that you just now?" I asked, as soon as she was out of the room, and she began to rub her hands together nervously. "I'm not mad, I was just kind of spooked."

She nodded slowly.

"I didn't mean to. I just... thought about where you were, and before I knew it, I saw you..."

I gulped nervously.

If we could control it, her ability could be one hell of a tool.

"Why were you looking for me?" I asked, and she shifted uncomfortably.

"I- I couldn't sleep with... uh," she gestured to the others. "It's not that I hate them or anything, but... until I get used to someone, I just can't sleep when they're..."

"It's fine," I replied, nodding my understanding at her predicament.

Though, it did make me wonder if she'd have the same problem if it came to sleeping with me.

I momentarily wondered where Lucia was, as she'd sought out Cameron for the past few nights...

Or was it me that she'd sought out?

"C-can I?" Leanna asked, gesturing to my hand, and I nodded, taking her hand as we walked down the hall, and toward the stairs that led down from our rooms.

As we emerged from the tree, however, I was greeted by a most startling sight.

"Auslander... mercy!" Gunter cried out.

He was crawling across the earth a little way from the tree, desperately reaching out to me, and I went on alert just as a something burst out of the shadow of a tree trunk, and Gunter cried out just as Lucia stabbed him viciously in the back.

"Ahhhh," the boy wailed.

"Again!" the girl declared, an almost wicked look in her eyes, and I stared at the two in shock.

"Have you been chasing him all night?" I asked, and the girl shot me a slightly confused look, as if she didn't understand the reason for my question.

"Please, Herr Götze! Mercy!" Gunter cried, crawling to my feet, and begging quite shamelessly.

"Again!" Lucia declared, poking him with the stick, as I helped Gunter to his feet.

"Lucia. Let him sleep at night, okay? You can train when the sun comes up."

Lucia frowned, and Gunter prostrated himself before me, thanking me profusely in a mix of German and his own tongue.

Leanna stepped back a bit, and I noted she seemed quite nervous, as I sent Gunter off then turned to study my little sapling.

She looked past me towards Leanna, then nodded.

"Train?" she asked, making a little stabbing motion, and I turned to Leanna, who tensed up.

"Do you mind?" I asked. "Her core probably won't take long to deplete."

The girl seemed nervous, but nodded, despite a clear display of reservations about the development.

Nonetheless, she donned the breastplate, and though she cringed every time Lucia stabbed, it took no more time than one of my reinforced energy rounds worth of stabs before Lucia fell to the ground.

"Sorry," I mumbled, as I scooped her up, and Leanna watched on with interest.

"Did she hurt herself?" the girl asked, and I examined the child, before shaking my head.

"She's a tough one," I explained, and Leanna continued to study her.

"Why are you caring for her?" she asked, and I tilted my head a little, surprised that Leanna hadn't been aware of what had happened.

"Her father was killed, back when those monsters attacked," I explained. "I felt badly, so I decided to take her in."

She bit her lip, as she looked at the girl in my arms.

"So... you're all that she has?" she asked.

"Well... me, and her desire for revenge against the monster that killed her father. Besides, everyone else has been pitching in, taking care of her I mean."

"Everyone except me..." she said, a little wistfully, and I gestured for her to follow as I began to carry Lucia up to Cameron's room.

"Does she sleep with you as well?"

"Lately, she has been. With me and Cameron, I mean."

"So, she's like your daughter?"

"It's starting to feel like that, yeah," I admitted, holding her a little affectionately as I did. "At first, it was sort of an experiment to see what the Kobalt were capable of with the right training from an early age... but if someone hurt her, I'd probably wipe out all life in existence."

Leanna smiled at me, moving to my side as we climbed the stairs.

"I wonder if I would have been like this if I had someone like that in my life," she said, and as I turned to study her, she covered her mouth, as if she'd only just realized that she'd said that out loud.

"S-sorry!" she began, and I shook my head, chuckling a little as I did.

"It's fine. But schizophrenia isn't really something that you choose," I said, and she bit her lip.

"My mom didn't think so. She thought I was doing this... to her, specifically," she explained.

"Hn~. Maybe that's just how it felt sometimes. Do you hold it against her?"

She shook her head.

"You said your mom was like this too, didn't you? Did you ever feel like that?"

I shook my head.

"My mother was precious to me. When she was scared, I just wished I could protect her."

"Wished?"

"She died when I was eight," I explained, and Leanna shot me a sympathetic look.

"I'm sorry. You were so young, though. Wasn't it difficult to deal with?"

I shrugged.

"It didn't matter. She was precious to me, and I was to her too apparently."

"What do you mean?"

"Her delusions were all based around a fear that people were trying to take me away from her," I explained.

"Huh. Maybe she was right," Leanna said, and I stopped dead in my tracks.

Fuck me.

Someone did take me away, didn't they?

Was it just a co-incidence?

There was no way that this could have been planned from all the way back then, right?

Even if these people knew that I was a psychopath?

Leanna turned, studying me for a bit, before I gestured and we continued on towards Cameron's room.

As she opened the door, Cameron stirred a little, and I placed Lucia down on the bed, then helped Cameron up there to sleep with her.

Cameron shot me a slightly pouty look, and I offered her an apologetic glance, before tucking her in.

"Do you want to go to your room?" I whispered to Leanna, and she shook her head.

"I-I'll try to sleep here," she said, "but... could you stay with me for a bit? Until I fall asleep?"

I nodded, and at Leanna's direction, I dragged her sleeping bag over to the far wall, then leaned against it sitting down while she curled up beside me.

"This skill of yours," she began, and I tilted my head at her.

"Which one?"

"Whatever it is that makes me feel like this... comforted? Safe? I could get addicted to it," she said.

Comforting presence?

The thought made me laugh, but I had to admit, it was a useful skill for managing the group...

Even if it seemed to be luring more women into my bed than I could reasonably need.

My mind however flashed back to Julie, who in her teenage years often came to me when she felt particularly lonesome, just to sit in my arms for a while.

At that time, she'd expressed such a love for my touch... it was so curious, the way she began to despise that very thing later on.

I was about to ask Leanna about it when I suddenly noticed that she was already fast asleep.

Guess you were really tired, huh?

I quietly stole out from under her, and after making sure that she was still asleep, I headed over to Cameron and planted a gentle kiss on her neck.

"Mmm, don't tease me if you're not staying," she warned, and I patted her apologetically, and she shot me a glum look as I turned to leave.

As soon as I got back to Bianca's room, however, she turned to look at me, and frowned.

"You're dressed," she complained, and I nodded.

"Sorry. Duty called," I explained.

"Leanna?" she asked, and I nodded.

I quickly stripped down, then climbed back into bed, and Bianca immediately cuddled up to me.

"This is the first time I'm sleeping with someone who isn't my husband," she said again.

"How is it?" I asked, and she frowned.

"It's... nice," she replied, and I eyed her.

"Nice?"

She leaned up to kiss me, and as I looked into her eyes, I saw her true feelings reflected there, and I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her back.

We lay there for a while, comfortably wrapped in each other's arms and exchanging soft, but pressing kisses over and over again.

At first, I felt myself stir with excitement as my mind wandered, thinking of all the ways I could enjoy the ample bounties of her physical form, but eventually, as we continued to kiss, the feeling simmered into a kind of comfort and peacefulness that I found equally enthralling.

I couldn't quite tell when the final kiss had ended and I finally drifted off, but my sleep that night was more restful than any night I could remember, and I woke up feeling refreshed, and more well rested than I'd been since first coming to that new world.

"Mmh. Morning," Bianca crooned, waking up just as I did.

I leaned over and gave her a kiss, and she moaned into the kiss, before suddenly pulling away, and covering her mouth with her hand.

"Morphin phreath," she mumbled, and as I chuckled at her, she shot me a dirty look.

"Even this is precious to me," I countered, removing her hand and stealing one more smacking kiss, before getting out of bed and heading to the wooden table across the room.

On the table there was a wooden platter with several leaves; green, and minty when crushed, and I popped one into my mouth before bringing another to Bianca, and as we chewed the tangy, bitter tasting leaves, we shared a quick conspiratorial smile.

I headed to the bathroom to spit, and Bianca quickly followed.

"We slept together," she announced, plopping back down onto the bed as I put on my pants.

"I really enjoyed it," I admitted, and Bianca blushed.

"I didn't know sleeping next to someone could be like that," she said. "At first, sex was all I could think about, and I felt kind of frustrated, but the kissing... the closeness. That was really nice."

I reached out and wiggled her nose again, and the time, she leaned in and kissed me.

"I never thought I'd say this, but thank you for not fucking me," she said. "Thank you for seeing something more than that when you looked at me."

I brushed her bangs out of her cute face, and smiled.

"I haven't even started with you yet," I said.

As I began to put on my armor, Bianca pouted a little.

"Couldn't we stay in a little bit?" she asked, and I shook my head.

"I offered Casey a break from her duties yesterday. I need to find out what's going on."

Bianca got up and got dressed too, and as we got ready to leave the room, she took my hand, and just cradled it to her chest, taking a deep breath, as we opened up the door and headed out.

"I'm gonna check on Cameron," I said, and Bianca nodded.

"I guess I'll go find out what that not a girlfriend anymore of yours is up to," she said, smirking a little, before heading off with that childish kind of skip that she often walked around with when we were outside, and in the view of others.

I watched as she left, before turning around to find Cameron standing just outside the door to her room, her eyes on me, studying me with interest.

"Do you look at me like that when I leave?" Cameron asked, a teasing look on her face, and I blushed a little, as I rubbed the back of my head.

"Oh, I'm much worse when it's you. I shed a tear sometimes, even," I replied, and she walked over and kissed me full on the lips.

She pressed into me several times, before finally breaking away.

I shot her a questioning look and she shrugged.

"Just reclaiming some territory," she teased. "What's on the agenda today?"

"Well, I offered Casey some time away from her duties," I began, and Cameron gasped.