How many hours has it been since I started running?
I don't know. It feels like it has been an eternity. Like days.
Yet, the sun hasn't risen, so clearly it hasn't been that long.
The wound on my leg aches painfully, and still I run.
Haha, if I could only look at my own clock...
Not like this is the time for jokes. Still, I needed something to distract myself.
I couldn't handle going like this for much longer. I was starting to feel tired. Every part of my body was burning with pain.
Perhaps the only reason why I even had this much stamina was due to the far worse agony I endured to bring them all back.
Even her... but...
I wonder what I did wrong?
There's no way she's still following me, right?
I found an abandoned hospital. It could be full of squatters, but I guess even that might be better.
Luckily, once I entered, it was completely empty...
If I just hide out here until morning, I'm sure I could go back. Speak to Vergilius, or somebody, I don't know, at least Don HAS to listen, right?
Somebody... has to save me.
I went into one of the rooms, found a bed that somebody must've left behind, and sat down.
It was probably full of bugs, or something, but it's not like I cared about that right now.
<Agh...>
The adrenaline wearing off was a bad thing. The deep cut she left on the back of my leg became even more painful.
The pain I could probably endure, but it was bleeding a lot, and like this, it might even become infected.
But maybe I had a chance.
This was a hospital, and the room I was in had several lockers.
This place must've already been looted to hell and back by squatters from the Backstreets, but if I was truly, supremely lucky, maybe...
I shambled over to one of them.
The adrenaline made it easier to run, but now, it was so painful that I basically had to lug myself around on one leg.
The cut probably wasn't the only source of pain. I definitely overexerted myself like this.
As I was about to open one, however... another one nearby rattled... and before I could even react...
"There."
<Ahh
A person jumped out of it, and immediately tackled me, pinning me to the ground.
I was filled with pain. My wounded leg was contorted into an uncomfortable position, and on top of that, they really used all their force on me.
And my entire body just got shoved to the ground!
<Ungh...>
I tried to struggle, but it was no use. They were easily two, no, maybe even five times stronger than me.
Even if I did try to move, it was pointless, and it only made my leg hurt more.
I thought it must've been some sort of squatter, but when I looked closely...
<Y-you...
"I've finally caught up with you, Manager. There's no hiding from me now."
"I specialize in assassinations. Did you really think you could just run forever and expect me to lose sight of you? I knew you'd come here. I was five steps ahead."
Ishmael.
The one who had attacked me hours ago. There was no provocation.
She simply asked me to come with her to an isolated location... and then...
The dependable Ishmael. The one I could count on to always try her best.
The one who got disappointed with us whenever we messed up, but celebrated when we won...
One of the few who felt normal.
So why...?
<What... what are you going to do to me?>
"I don't know, maybe I'll kill you?"
She said that in a bit of a sarcastic tone, but every inch of me knew it was a real threat.
I suppose if this was what was going to happen, maybe I really deserved it?
But I had to know.
<At least... at least tell me... why?>
"Don't you know?"
<I really don't. Ishmael, please...>
<I respected yo- Ungh
She hit me. I didn't really have a face to speak of, but it still hurt like hell.
"You didn't!!!"
"There wasn't a single part of you that ever cared about me!"
"You always praised the others. Always made time for them. But me?!"
"Sinclair, you patted in the back everytime he felt scared. Gregor? You could talk all night. Don? There's no END to how much you indulged in her nonsense! You even gambled with Rodion! You gave everyone all your heart and your love except me!"
"But me?! Nothing. Yet still I followed!"
"I trusted you, I protected you! Every time! If an enemy came to you, it was me that stood there! If someone accused you, it was me who defended you!"
"I had a mission when I joined the Association. I had a mission when I joined you."
"And I threw that away. I threw it away FOR YOU!"
"I died countless times. I suffered countless times. And still I followed you, to the ends of this world... and still I loved you!"
I didn't know...
"What did I do wrong?! Give me one reason not to hurt you!"
<Ishmael... I...>
<I was afraid of disappointing you. You were the best of all of us. I swear.
<The most dependable, and the one I'd trust with my life above all else.>
<Deep down, I wanted to be like you. That's why... I just couldn't bear to have you hate me.>
<I'm sorry.>
"..."
I could feel the murderous intent vanish, but she wouldn't let go of me...
And then she laughed.
"Liar."
<No, it's true
"Then why did you choose Faust?"
...
"You never noticed me. I thought, maybe if I worked harder, and harder, and harder still, you would."
"But then, of course... you went with her instead. The one who didn't care about you. The one who treated you like dross, seaweed in a fishing net."
"You gave her that affection. And I saw it."
"I watched when you were together. Every single second."
"Did it feel good cumming inside her,"
"Dante?"
"And if I was so important to you, why wasn't it me?"
"Her body was better? Do you like girls that talk down to you? Is it because she's so much smarter? Hey, Dante?"
I... didn't know...
"I want to feel good too, Manager."
I didn't know how to respond, but, I saw her face shift.
Contort in the shadows.
"I want to..."
It wasn't the killing intent that was so obvious before.
"Yeah... I have you all to myself now..."
There was something else. Like a demon.
I felt terrified, more than I've ever been. And I've seen Abnormalities up close.
I tried to struggle, but it only exacerbated my wound. It wasn't anything logical, of course. I knew from earlier there was no point.
But... I didn't want to look her in the eyes... because she was grinning so widely.
Like some sort of awful beast...
She moved around, letting go of my arms, but even just by sitting on top of me, I was immobile.
"Look, Dante."
She undid her belt, and her pants, pulling them down, and showing it to me.
A pussy that was smooth and puffy, with a tasteful yet large bush above it.
Had this been any other circumstance, I might even have been excited to see it...
No, that's wrong. Somehow, my body was reacting in the exact opposite way to my mind. I was harder than I'd ever been.
"Do you like it? It's your fault I'm like this."
Her juices dripped onto me. She was overwhelmingly wet. It made feel a little bad, because Faust never even got like this.
"When I was watching you two..."
"I was touching myself too."
"I came when you did. I felt close to you. But I felt really lonely too."
"I cried... and it hurt a lot... like you'd stabbed something in my heart."
"Now you'll pay back the debt you owe me."
She tore away my pants, my undergarments, exposing me completely.
"Ahh... it's so cute..."
"It's okay... it'll do. After all, this is... Dante's..."
She gripped it firmly, before sliding it in slowly, all the way to the base.
I felt my tip gently bumping into the entrance to her womb.
"It's in~"
She placed her hands on my chest, and began to move.
It was a painful experience. Each time she came down onto me, I felt the full force of her body onto my lower body, and it aggravated the pain on my leg.
Because of that, I grunted with each bounce, and she moaned together with me. It was like we were in the worst form of sync possible.
Yet, still, it was incredibly pleasurable.
It was like we were a perfect match for each other. It slid in and out easily, yet it felt like it was conforming to the very shape of my cock.
She tossed away her vest, her undershirt. I could see everything. Her middling chest, covered in freckles, each bounce accentuated by the glow of the moon and the City. Her hair covered everything else, and I could only see her.
She was beautiful.
I began to love her body.
Even though she was raping me, I felt love.
Mine began to shape itself to hers, and I was molded to love only her.
Faust... I'm sorry.
Ishmael leaned forwards in ecstasy, grabbing hold of my shoulders.
She was so excited, she'd lost control of her jaw, and her tongue flopped around as she grinned, drool falling onto my face. She'd become more beast than human, at that point.
Pain and pleasure mixed together. My wound, her pussy, her assertiveness... my head almost went blank.
"Dante! Dante! I hate you! I hate you so much!"
"And I love you! I love you so much anyways!! Even though I hate you!!"
I could feel it coming. But I tried to hold back.
Even though I was filled with love, I had not truly become hers yet.
If I could just show restraint, I could retain my dignity. I could remain dedicated to the one I pledged myself to.
But... her voice.
Her voice was just so sweet.
"Dante...!"
"I know you want to!"
"Cum! Cum already! Put it in me!! A baby!!"
"Love me with your everything!"
That did it.
I lost.
<Ohh...>
For a second, I think I passed out.
I pumped it into her, again, and again. With such intensity that I could hear it.
I filled her womb to the brim, causing her stomach to bulge out just very slightly - overflowing cum came out of her, pooling onto my crotch.
She giggled - it nearly made me go insane - and raised herself up, just slightly, so that I would leave her.
I almost didn't want it to. A part of me screamed for us to be joined together eternally.
What little of my seed that was plugged up inside her flowed out on top of me.
"Aha..."
"We look great like this."
"Yeah. I think I'll keep you for a little longer. Since you aren't broken yet."
"Let's have lots of fun together... I'll hold onto you forever, Dante. I will never let you escape."
<Ugh... ohh...>
Unable to do anything... unable to feel or think anything...
I gave into my new role as her husband completely, and ceased to care about anything.
Tamed by this demon, forced to obey her every command, I have forsaken my right as an independent human completely, and become her husband.
A chick, once hatched, cannot return into its egg.

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Pub: 10 Mar 2023 07:02 UTC

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