Steam escapes out of the bathroom into the hallway, the sound of wet feet walking across linoleum tiles preludes the opening of the door. A red haired beauty emerges out into the dim light, her naked body covered by a white towel. Her long hair tied up into a bun as her wet skin dries.

Olivia was alone, her family had went out whilst she was having dancing lessons. She had arrived to an empty home, tired and sweaty. She needed to bathe. She needed to rest.

It was cold, the only source of illumination came from her bedroom. She couldn't wait to tuck herself into her bed, no need to wear anything. Just drape the blanket over herself and fall asleep.

"Hello~" Ollie heard a deep husky voice as she entered, a mysterious figure hid behind the door, stepping forward at the sound of Oliva's footsteps.

She was a tall woman, wearing a ridiculous outfit, a white blouse with an exposed V opening that revealed her massive breasts barely hidden by a black half-vest. A long steel chain adorned her head. Her blue eyes daggers pointed at Olivia.

Olivia steps back, arms wrapped around her chest. First came surprise and then fear. Olivia's eyes wander to the desk, her phone sitting there like a tantalizing morsel. If she could only run tow-

"Sorry" Olivia wasn't able to hear that, she wasn't able to hear anything at all.

The woman's sleeved arm was raised, it was holding onto an archaic medieval broadsword, the blade of which was now embedded deep into the side of Olivia's cranium.

It happened quick, in an instant. Olivia had no chance of reacting. Not against a figure such as she.

Her body buckled, as she collapsed on the floor. Her heterochromia eyes started empty at the ceiling while Kronii looked on over. There was a pool of blooding coalescing on the floor around her head, her scarlet hair hiding the true extent of how grievous a wound the Warden of Time had inflicted on the poor girl.

"Don't worry, 'Olivia', around a decade from now you're gonna come back. A little worse for wear and missing a chunk or two but still around. Sorry it had to be like this, had to make sure the timeline didn't destabilize." Kronii mouthed off, gloved hands behind her back as she raised a foot, the tip of her blue shoe lifting off the loosened towel off Olivia's cooling corpse.

Her body wasn't anything to gawk at, she had tiny mosquito-sized tits and a spindly lithe body. She had some great hips however, and there was a certain allure to the shape of her small breasts.

Her pussy was still bright pink, the heat and moisture would be gone in some minutes or so. Kronii bent forward a little more, her eyes training themselves more observantly on her cooling fanny.

"Oh a virgin?" Kronii remarked, as she stared at the still intact hymen. Kronii had always been curious, often bothering the zombie that would become Ollie if she had died a virgin or not. Now she knew.

"Would be a waste..." Kronii takes one final look at the dead Indo, the corpse that would eventually become her senpai in hololive. Why not get a little taste before she spoiled?

Kronii lifts the body up, the same unassuming strength that one-handedly pushed a weighty broadsword in would be more than sufficient to lift Olivia up and and place her on the bed.

By now the wound had clotted up, Kronii straddles Olivia, moving her head near the entry point of the broadsword. Her fangs sink into the flesh as her tongue licks up the coagulated blood.

Kronii wanted to retch at the disgusting coppery taste, but vampire play really turned her on, as attested by her loosening pussylips and watering cunt.

The first thing Kronii did was move away her white blouse and black undervest, exposing her bountiful breasts and perky erect nipples. She slammed them into Olivia's dead face, she had a hand inside the girl's mouth, fingers guiding her still wet girthy tongue to pleasure her nips.

Kronii bit her lower lip, getting a little heated now as Olivia's moist muscle teased her nipples.

Next was Olivia's turn, Kronii pressing her hands on the future zombie's chest and mashing the flesh together to make one single mound. Kronii outright devoured Olivia's nipples, her saliva coating her little itty bitty nips, her fangs nibbling on them so hard that she could have chewed them off and ate them. Kronii's crotch rubbing against Olivia's labia as she did this.

Now Kronii was in the mood, her entire body buzzed with flushed heat. She never tried something like this before, this was something she could get used to. Playing with the limp body of someone who's life you ended? As the Warden of Time, this level of pure domination just absolutely riveted her.

Time for the main event.

She took off her black underwear, her labia was apart like the red sea, a flood gushing out of her Suez Canal. Kronii's half closed eyes could barely focus as she docked with Olivia. Their lips kissing in a morbid sexual display.

"Ahhhn~" The normally unemotive Warden of Time couldn't help but moan out like some animal in heat. This was such a different experience. The feeling of the fading warmth in Olivia's cunt, the act of smashing her pussy against it. The feeling of Olivia's clit pressed against her own.

She was pouring out, like a tidal wave. Trying awkwardly to fit a finger in there and rub havoc inside. She was panting out like a bitch, tongue out with drips of saliva falling unto the bed. Kronii's delirious mind and winded body writhing with sexual orgasmic pleasure in a perfect unison.

She collapsed over poor Olivia, her bangs covering her sweating forehead. The body was cool now, slowly stiffening up like the corpse it was. Kronii looked up, staring at the milky eyes of the person that would eventually be Ollie.

"You're terrible at chess." Kronii says, a non-sequitur in this situation, planting a tongued kiss into Ollie's dry mouth.

Was this what God felt? When he would cast down the unrighteous and the unworthy.

It felt so fucking good.

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Pub: 02 Dec 2021 04:28 UTC
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