As the four of them turn the corner and stampede down a long hall, Gojo senses Elska up ahead, alone.
'What if she's already been attacked?!', Satoru doesn't even give warning before teleporting himself to her location. He appears in front of her but he's soon watching her dash past, leaving him to momentarily glare in the direction she came, thinking, 'The scared little cunt is running away...'
"Is that…", the rubber on Elska's shoes squeak when she grinds to a stop where she immediately and turns around to find Satoru menacingly gazing in the eldest Zenin's direction.
"Satiii!!", Relieved, she pivots and runs towards white knight now with arms flailing open as she nears.
Gojo giggles when he accepts her embrace as he understands that she's not reading his mood at all. Her voice is muffled as she happily whines with her face buried into his chest and although he's glad to see that his love is alright, he can't ignore his disposition. Lifting his arms to finally hug her back, he allows his presence to magnify while the words, "How long have you known love? Why did you keep this from me?", eerily fall from his mouth.
"W-what?", Elska is honestly confused by the question and tries to pull away enough to see his face but he doesn't allow it.
"Sati…what's wrong?", naivety guides her question but it's turned to abhorrent confusion and she's soon yelping words when he squeezes her against his body, "SA…TI???"
Gojo bends his neck down, consumed by rage. He doesn't exactly mean to cause pain but he's furious with her and Naoya and this is explained when he vehemently laments, "Zenin knocked you up my love. It's actually my turn to ask questions…"
Elska's energy begins to ramp up but this enrages him further as her lack of denying the claims reinforces its truth. His jaw tightens, "How could you?"
Elska's eyes illuminate his shirt red where she's trapped as panic electrifies through her body.
"S...Sa—ti...plea-se…"
"I guess I should have planned for this…", Gojo's voice trickles off into a sigh like he's casually verbalizing a domestic complaint, "Or perhaps maybe put more weight into this becoming a possibility but…", his tone drops down as he holds her a little tighter, "You know me, love. I can think quick on my feet."
Elska's dampened screams erupt into his clothes but the color beaming from her eyes slightly changes in hue and within seconds, she finds herself more annoyed with his harsh treatment than anything else.
"My sweet Sati…", she begins sarcastically, "Do you wish to hurt me now?"
His brutal hold on her gives slightly, but she realizes it's only so he can glare down at her. Staring into his wildly two-toned luminescent eyes, she gathers his malicious stance on the situation.
Even after studying the colorful dashes in Elska's gaze, he proceeds with his cruelty, "I could crush it out of you right now.", he viciously warns, "Or eviscerate it with my energy."
His heart disfigures in response to her facial expression that reads of discontent; him now comprehending that she hasn't the slightest desire to terminate.
"You don't understand love…", Satoru squeezes again and listens to her strained whimpers while kissing the top of her head with a contrasting feathering tenderness, "They're going to take you away from me. I can't allow that."
Elska doesn't want to hurt Satoru but she wasn't necessarily planning on his tormented feedback. Her current condition causes her to recall Toji's leg reattaching after Gojo severed it during their first fight and contemplates on slicing her sweet Sati's arms with her wings since it's apparent that he's serious.
"Don't make me do this my beloved Sati…", she alarms in her lowly voice, "I will protect this child."
Gojo squeezes her to a point of discomfort where the cartilage in her ribs feels like it may give, forcing her to decide that she's left without a choice. Elska closes her eyes and ignores the pain for a second to emotionally preparing herself to wound her lover but right as she's opening her mouth to call for her wings, his grip evaporates.
"GOJO!!!!"
Naoya used his projection to catch up and as soon as he saw what was happening, he knew. The blonde screams with brightly burning eyes, smashing another punch against the silver shaman that's so devastating, Satoru becomes embedded into the wall, "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING TO HER?!"
The Zenin then swivels his head to view Elska and how she palms her abdomen and asks, "Baby! Are you okay? Was he doing what I fucking think he was?!"
Elska stands from the floor but not of her own accord and next she's feeling arms pulling her away from the brawl.
'Wait…', her insidious nature subsides as the trauma from the forest claims her sanity and compelling her to fear for her prince's life, "NAOYA DON'T!", but before she understands what's going on, she's traveling through Choso's shadow realm.
There's no point struggling in here. What legs can she kick or fist can she swing when her existence has been broken down into whatever base composition this is?
"Yolotli…"
Elska's attention latches to the ancient voice but for a moment she's perplexed because she's almost positive that it didn't come from within. Trying to gain understanding, she focuses until she can feel Toji near her...and Choso too but this other ominously welcoming presence is with them and far away at the same time and also confines them all in what seems like a box or some enclosed container, though she's aware that they're not in their physical forms and how crazy that sounds. A light funnels in which is also when she can hear her hybrid explaining, "You're safe now."
They appear back at their new place and before she can even gather herself, Choso puts her down and frantically grabs both of her cheeks, "ARE YOU ALRIGHT, ELSKA?!", his voice frazzled and echoing off of the walls.
"Yeah…I'm alright.", she morosely states, wondering at how her turned are fairing right now. She instinctively looks down to her stomach but finds Choso's hand reaching to rest over it which causes her to curiously dart back to his blackened eyes.
He gently lays his palm against her, "I won't let anything bad happen to this baby!", but she still seems lost so he adds, "Because we're going to be a family!"
Toji walks up next to them, "Did Gojo try to hurt you, doll?", grabbing her chin to gauge her expression but she looks down to the left and denies it.
"I don't think so Elska…", Choso stands tall with impatience, "I know what he was doing." Toji darts eyes to him so he informs, "I'm positive Satoru was purposefully crushing her.", he looks back to Elska, "Otherwise you wouldn't have been getting ready to defend yourself. We could all feel your energy spike."
Toji's rage overflows instantly with him thinking that they only found her safe for danger to arise again.
"That little fucking cunt…", he snarls out, unable to properly fathom Gojo's actions, "…I can't believe he'd do that!" The giant snatches her into a hug, protectively placing his hand over her head while whispering, "I was afraid of this doll. Gojo knows that you bearing Naoya's child means that the Zenin clan will claim you. There's no way they'll let this opportunity go, it's just a matter of time."
Elska's watering eyes widen as she thinks back to his words, "They're going to take you away from me. I can't allow that.", and loses the wind from her lungs.
She's upset with Gojo for his sick attempt, of course but also understands the horror he must feel about the circumstances; this not being something she's taken into account. Elska knows that Satoru would never give her up and this only stresses her out more as she fears Naoya fighting him alone with new concerns. Looking up to Toji with frightful eyes, she expresses, "We have to stop them from fighting!", and begins to become combative in his arms, "PLEASE TOJI! NAOYA IS IN TROUBLE!"
She knows there's no way to control Gojo but if she can influence her prince's will, that may help matters.
Choso maps another path, wanting to sooth her concerns immediately and states, "You two stay here, I will bring them back. We just rescued you, Elska.", with a tired tone, knowing he's about to be thrown right in the middle of some shit.
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Gojo climbs out of the wall and instantly lunges for Naoya, "YOU CAN'T HAVE HER!", grabbing the back of the Zenin's head and smashing it into the other side, "I FOUND HER. SHE IS MINE!"
Suguru on-looks this chaotic battle with mixed emotions and watches the two exchange fierce energized punches with Gojo proving to have the upper hand.
'But Zenin isn't going all out yet…', he reminds himself, somewhat anxious by what a full on fight would surmount to after he considers that pesky Zenin scalar warfare. Suguru has to dodge to the right as Naoya uses his projection to push Gojo down the hall and decides that getting between them would be absolutely fruitless so instead, he heads in the direction Elska was originally running from in search of her kidnapper.
'Was Satoru Gojo really going to harm the fetus?', Getou asks himself with a morally enraged twisting stomach. Suguru is pretty irritated by Naoya victoriously corralling Oda's womb but he's also mortified by the Silver Shaman's adverse reaction.
'He'd go as far as injuring Elska and killing it to stop this?', he can't fully comprehend Satoru's drastic actions because he also can't imagine it would outweigh the consequences. Naoya Zenin is theZenin now and even with Getou's personal opinions on him aside, sense beckons one to realize that Naoya's life has become extremely valuable and that Gojo's pursuit of something this devilish would require at the very least, more tact.
That train of thought doesn't escape Suguru either. Merely conjuring these ideas over such a horrible crime and offense should be too sharp for most to dance with but alas, he can't help but wonder what fate would've had in store had Gojo been successful.
"God...I am such a piece of shit…", he half smiles and admits in a depreciated whisper, "Little One, you have the worst taste in men."
Disturbed by truth, Getou becomes antsy and uses his traveling technique to manifest outside of a door that must have been quite a ways away from where they came out of the portal and structures himself upright before entering it.
He has a lot of pent-up rage.
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Gojo bears his fangs to the bleeding Zenin pinned beneath him and calls for his wings, doubling over as they crawl through his back to form.
"YOU…", he seethes into grunts until the relief of them tearing through his skin takes place, "…trying to claim my love…MY LOVE!"
Naoya's trapped and if he's being honest with himself, he's a little terrified but is not about to give up. He struggles against the silver shaman's weight but focuses his mind on landing a hit.
'I will protect you baby…'. Naoya thinks about Elska and their child, the mental image almost bringing him to tears and it's in this moment that he instinctively swings.
Gojo, being unbothered by Naoya's attempt doesn't even try to block the incoming fist. He regrets this though because right before it connected, the Zenin's eyes beamed that deep maroon again and his energy magnified, causing a disruption in his infinity. The impact knocks Satoru to the side, the pain striking him senseless for a moment while he spits out blood. Shaking his head, he can hear Naoya's chuckles, this fueling his desire to end this once and for all.
Naoya is now noticing that there are still times when he can injure Gojo, though its not something he's willing to bet on since the frequency varies.
'Baby…', the Zenin thinks, '…I can do this. I KNOW I can do this!'
After the dazed shaman re-centers himself though and venomously hones into him with those two-toned crazy red and blue eyes, a chill crosses Naoya's body.
'Shit…', he swallows, '…maybe not.'
"You sassy little fuck!", Gojo brings his arm back and impales it into Naoya's chest with a wicked grin when the Zenin spurts out blood. The surprise in Naoya's eyes almost causes him to waver but the idea that he's trying to kill his friend evades his current thought process entirely. Gojo can only focus on the future and what his blonde friend's semen has done. With another cough, some of the blood splashes his face which sends Gojo into a familiar thrill.
"God…Damn...it…Go-jo…", Naoya's deep voice is broken and strained. He tries to apply pressure to his wound but Satoru takes his arms and breaks them both at the wrist, causing him to cry out in agony.
"You try to…", Naoya chokes, "…kill my kid but I'm the bad guy?! FUCK ALL OF THAT!", the golden light travels over his body with the scalar energy starting to condense around them until he's stopped with a heavy fist.
Leaning down over Naoya, Gojo lowers his voice to nearly a whisper, "You shouldn't have put that kid in her, LOVER BOY."
He grabs a hold on Naoya's hair and pulls, "I trusted you. You were my friend and I wanted all of us to be together but no…", he swings a left hook across Naoya's face, "YOU HAD TO CLAIM HER FOR YOURSELF!"
Satoru waivers when he becomes slightly frenzied by the power coursing through him and it commands dominance so he delivers a barrage of punches.
After a last one, Gojo's leaning back in, taunting, "Still want to steal my love?"
He's instantly disgruntled when the Zenin continues defying him and adds, "I will gladly fucking kill ANYONE who tries to take her. YOU GUYS THINK I GIVE A FLY FUCK WHO DIES?! SERIOUSLY?!"
Wrapping his left hand around Naoya's throat, Gojo's wild grin forms while his uses his right to dig into the gaping hole he made.
"STOPP-AHHHH"
The sight of Naoya's blood overflowing floods Satoru with thirst though and this is only enhanced when he realizes that he can smell something sweet lingering in it.
"Before I end this, little Naoya, I want to know what you taste like at least."
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Choso leaps from his portal and looks around not finding anyone but discovers the evidence that a battle indeed ensued. Feeling the clashing energies, he looks over his left shoulder and runs towards them after sensing the diminished strength in Naoya's presence.
'Did Getou branch off?', he ponders as he tracks the halls, now sensing that the Titer is off in the distance, also fighting. Once he turns what feels like the thousandth corner, his eyes find his friend but the being slides into a wall as he's too stunned to gracefully stop. Catching himself from falling and with fear in his heart, Choso gasps and cries out, "NAOYA!!!!!"
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Gojo sinks his fangs into the blonde yet becomes flabbergasted by the incredible flavor that travels along his tongue. He hears Naoya reluctantly moaning, it almost sounding angered but Satoru greedily drinks more.
'What the fuck?', he thinks to himself as the sugary essence reveals the Zenin's companionship towards him; how much Naoya actually cares. It's so prominent, Naoya's love for his love and the loyalty to them all.
"MmmMm…", Satoru hums his approval as he drinks some more.
Naoya coughs and wheezes, "GO-J...DON'T...why...are you MOAN-ING?! Some...one HELP!"
After impatiently jolting the Zenin back into place, Gojo anchors his jaw and exposes himself to a new flavor that can only be described as paternal instinct and being that kind of sensation is foreign to him, Satoru actually wastes some of Naoya's essence due to being stunned and forgetting to feed.
'I see.'
Gojo was nearly convinced that their friendship was in ruins after the Forest Incident and then his sexual encounter involving Elska and Suguru but somehow Naoya's companionship genuinely remains.
'Was I…wrong?', Gojo's dual wielding eyes fill with tears. He's so perplexed and lost, 'What have I done love? I fucked up...again.'
Naoya is starting to feel extremely nauseous over the amount Gojo has intermittently taken along with the blood he's already lost and feels his own strength rapidly dissipating.
Still though, the Zenin cannot help but wonder, 'Why do Gojo's fangs feel like this?', he grossly retching as the pleasure from Satoru's bite slowly begins to almost soothe him. His body is reacting on its own, grabbing Gojo's forearms the best he can with edema riddled, shattered wrists. Closing his eyes, he thinks again about his princess and how she holds within her being, the promise of their future. 'I can't…lose here…baby…', desperately determining, 'I have to get back to you!'
"NAOYA!!!!!"
Gojo head is yanked back when Choso tries to choke him from behind but Satoru calmly flings the hybrid over his shoulder with minimal effort. When the hybrid lands, he's met with hateful narrowed eyes and a wavering black line that exudes such ominous energy that it almost turns him on further, "Hmmm…"
"GET OFF OF HIM!!!", Choso stands offensively and prepares himself to challenge the man that once defeated them all at once.
"ELSKA WOULDN'T LIKE THIS!", he pleas becoming more unnerved as he sees how much of Naoya's blood puddles around them.
'HANG IN THERE! I'M GETTING YOU OUT OF HERE, NAOYA!', he thinks to his friend, postured by the idea that there's no other way out of this. But Choso has to ask himself, 'Can I win?' He knows he'll stand a chance if he uses his shadow realm door but absorbing Satoru may turn out to be lethal if its even possible.
Naoya curls up, his body asking him to vomit but he simply doesn't have the ability to roll and spew.
'Thank…you, Cho.', he sends this thought to his friend knowing that it would probably be impossible to take out Gojo as he is now, but still, he appreciates the dedication. When Gojo shifts his weight and stands, Naoya's almost certain its to deliver the final blow but he becomes disoriented, "Wai-what?", when Satoru bends back down to carefully help him up.
Gojo closes the area where his fangs penetrated and remorsefully looks into the Zenin's amber eyes, "I thought you hated me…", he whispers as he steadies the blonde as Choso runs up to heal the other wounds.
Naoya's body sways a bit until Choso supports him but he's able to bark out, "Well maybe I fucking do now you dick!" He outstretches his arm and uses his elbow to prop against the wall, "What the fuck is wrong with you!? Why do you think you can just act out like that?!"
"Hey...don't talk yet, let me fix this…", Choso distrustfully eyes Gojo, upset by how banged up Naoya is. He's on edge with how close that was and is abhorred by the disgusting way Satoru acted in response to the pregnancy, keeping his eyes on the shaman without even blinking.
Gojo plops to the ground and huddles his head between his knees while releasing a stressed out cry, "Ahhhhhhhh!! I can't kill you. I don't get it! You fucked a fucking baby into my love and I can't fucking kill you!" He lifts his head to see the broken shit-eating grin on Naoya's face.
"Yeah…", Naoya coughs when trying to laugh, "I'm going to be a daddy!", he wearily states, the excitement he truly feels unable to surface right now though, he's in too much pain.
"ARGHHHHH!", Gojo runs his hands down his face, "You're such a fucking cunt…"
He hates hearing that but he's also hating himself for how vicious he got. After tasting Naoya, Satoru comprehends that the Zenin himself has no intentions of stealing Elska away which is something Gojo doesn't understand but is also grateful for. It's clear to him now that Naoya doesn't really desire for anything between them all to change, nor was the baby-making some ploy to force Elska's hand.
'The clans will sing a different tune though…', and this Gojo knows for a fact.
"What were you thinking, Gojo?!", Choso hisses protectively, "Are you going to do things like this every time something doesn't go your way?!"
Gojo scoffs and dangles his arms over his knees, "Uhh, not to be rude Choso but it's not like he drank my fucking juice…he fucking stuck his dick in my cup it and came in it. Cut me some fucking slack for once."
Naoya's face scrunches up to the odd analogy, "PLEASE. That would be unpleasantly cold.", he's too out of it to be rancorous.
The being gasps defensively, "Our master is not a beverage, I don't understand your words!" Choso sincerely is not getting the point and therefore does not interpret the meaning behind it.
Gojo thinks to try the angle of, "Choso, how are you not pissed about this? Toji seemed fine with it too, am I the only sane one here?! Are we even cut out to raise a kid? I sure as fuck am not."
Choso smiles and blushes, "Well…", he giggles to himself, "I'll make a baby with her too!" He turns to Naoya, "But I think I'll have to wait until Naoya's baby is done…or…can I do it at the same time?", he looks to the ceiling and tries to recall any facts he has about the human's reproductive system, "Maybe they could play together in there, you know?"
"Cho!", Naoya pouts and furrows his brow, "Don't say that! It sounds so weird…" He could almost laugh but his wounds aren't completely healed yet so he holds back. "You can't make one while mine is in there…", Naoya's left eye twitches, "And who said you could make one with her at all?!!"
"If anyone makes a baby with my love after this, it will be ME.", Gojo cocks his head up haughtily, "I'm cool with you Choso, but not that cool."
Satoru nearly laughs out loud to Naoya's grumbling and kicks his foot out to the Zenin's shin, "No one gave you permission either, fuckwad."
Gojo shifts around against the wall and mumbles, "See?! Dicks all up in my juice cup…"
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Toji holds Elska while they gently rock each other. The overpowering smell of fresh paint aggravates his nose and hopes the humidity from the storm doesn't hinder its drying. Running his hand through her hair, his eyes fall to the large window that shows trees being swayed by gusts of wind. "Doll, its going to be your favorite weather tonight.", and kisses the top of her head afterwards and proceeds with, "Don't worry too much, Naoya is going to be okay."
Elska digs her forehead against his pec and sighs, "Sati though…he was livid, Toji...." A normal woman would loathe a man after what her white knight did but she's not normal nor is Gojo a typical man, "He wants to undo what's been done…and I get where he's coming from now."
Toji tenses up and is unforgivably weighing against Gojo, "Fuck him doll. Fuck him because of the shit he tried to pull." Placing his hands on Elska's shoulders, he pushes away slightly and encourages their eyes to meet.
"That kid in you is your say…not mine, not Naoya's, and not his.", Toji brushes his fingers along her cheek as he deciphers the gratitude in her eyes, "We will make it work one way or another."
She leans back into him, reprieved by his support, "I love you, Toji…", she kisses his bicep that's in range of her face, "My first." He groans comfortably to her words, the sound always bringing her a grin.
"Yeah", Toji cackles, "Those were the days, huh?" Though he was turned after Gojo was unsealed, it reminds him of the three months where they were all each other had. Those were far simpler times in a way and there are definitely moments where he misses being her only rock.
Enthralled by the past, Toji smirks and quietly asks, "Do you remember our first time, doll?"
Elska smiles into him, lifting her chin to see his adoring eyes, "I do, my beloved."
She giggles to the gleam in his eye and continues with, "If I'm being completely honest, the old me was terrified about being split in half. I remember being afraid of your… all around size!"
They both snicker for a moment and Toji's cheeks turn a bit rosy but she dreamily adds, "You were so gentle though, I almost couldn't believe it."
Toji bites his lip to the memory of this, "I was actually pretty nervous too because you are small compared to me and I didn't want to mess up. I recall thinking about how blessed I was though..." He leans down to kiss her as he replays the way she looked on her back with her knees touching in his bed, "You were so timid, shy even…", he kisses her again and with a sweetened voice, giddily adds, "There I was, a big bad wolf finally getting my red." They release a soft laughter but he proceeds, "A pretty little thing that I've wanted for so long...laying there and accepting me as I was. It was amazing."
Thunder booms in the distance and distracts them from the quieted air that surrounds them. Elska turns to look back out the window, Toji wrapping around from behind.
"I hope they come back soon…I worry when any of you are away.", especially with how volatile Satoru was behaving. Her heart gripes at the possibility of Naoya or Gojo getting hurt and secretly prays that her prince is able to get away unscathed.
Toji sighs, "I know doll.", frowning behind her as he feels he's failing to cheer her up. There's nothing to hear besides the gusts of wind outside and idle chatter beyond the room from Naoya's men.
Raising her hand to his forearm, she hangs it there and iterates, "You should understand, Toji, that you are perfect, needed and important." She swears his heart skipped a beat so she rests her back into his chest even more before continuing, "I can't imagine what life would be like without you, my beloved. You will always have a very special place in my heart."
The giant secures her a little closer, "I feel the same way about y-"
Getou appears with Chonan in hand, "Is this the guy?"
Toji and Elska whip around startled by the sudden entrance but Elska gasps when she sees how mangled the eldest Zenin has become, "Suguru!! What did you do?!!!", reaching her hand out to gently lift Chonan's chin.
'Oh my God...good…he's alive…'
Getou ducks his head back, confused by her reaction but answers, "I beat the shit out of him for kidnapping you?"
He darts his eyes to Toji with bewilderment, trying to figure out what he missed, "That's what I was supposed to do right? Little one?" He begins to cower, thinking that he fucked up and nabbed the wrong guy.
Toji is also taken back by her response. "Doll? Chonan was the one that attacked you back at the estate, right?" He squints his eyes while trying to gauge if he too made a mistake or not. The care she's showing for the marauder is throwing him off completely.
Elska brushes the stiffened hair of the bloodied, swollen man away.
"Yes…", she laments, "It was him but he also let me go.", flashing frustrated eyes up to Suguru. "I don't think he had a choice as far as I'm concerned though…"
She walks out of the room and is met with sly whistles as she hurries to the kitchen area for a wash cloth. She's embarrassed by her lack of dress and though she wants to be angry at her prince's men for being so revolting, she knows they likely wouldn't dare to mean it. When she gets back to where her beloved are, she stomps her foot, "Suguru, put him down already!", huffing when the Titer drops the agonizing man to the floor.
Toji studies how she tends to the eldest Zenin and is beginning to put weight in the possibility that it's because of their clan's history. Still though, he doesn't care for Chonan and wishes the fucker the worst for taking her on his watch.
"I was trying to help little one…", Getou kneels down perpendicular to Elska, wishing to show that he doesn't understand. Her eyes quickly meet his and when they do, hers soften, "I didn't mean to upset you."
Elska bites into her wrist and holds the leaking limb over Chonan's face, "Drink.", she commands.
When he does, she turns towards Suguru and tells him, "It's okay, at least you didn't kill him. I didn't have time to explain anything to you guys before Choso brought me here so I can't actually be upset with you." She sees the doubt in her Getou's face so she lifts her hand and reaches out for his cheek, "There's no need to be insecure my Titer, you didn't know."
Getou sighs with relief knowing that she genuinely means it. Watching her giving this so called enemy her healing blood though still rubs him the wrong way and when he glances up to Toji, he can tell the giant feels the same.
Toji narrows his eyes when Chonan chokes on some of her essence and is visibly near to being restored but before he knows it, Toji leaps over next to his former childhood bully and yolks him up. Elska is immediately yelling for him to stop but he chooses to ignore this as the Zenin's eyes widen in response to his own.
"Listen fucker. If you ever pull a stunt like that again... not even she will be able to save you.", he jars the frightened man a bit.
"Toji knock it off! He only acted that way because of he's a Zenin!", she goes to push his hand away but Toji sends her a stern look so she rescinds her arm.
"I'm not going to hurt him doll but he's fucking lucky Gojo or Naoya didn't fucking find his ass." Toji yanks on Chonan's collar, "You thought you could best me and take her? You're fucking stupid, that's not changed." Leaning in closer and forming his fangs, Toji's voice deepens, "I should rip your fucking throat out now and save us all a lot of stress but I won't you sorry sack of shit.", and throws him into the floor. Standing up with Elska, he snarls, "but you need to get the fuck out of here before I change my mind."
Chonan scuddles to his feet, discombobulated and unsure of everything. When he looks to Elska he jumps to Toji howling, "GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!", and decides that he should immediately comply.
"I have a better idea…", Suguru stands and nears the Zenin, "I'll put him back where I found him.", and without another word, they vanish.
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When they end up in that very room where Getou belligerently boxed the man to shambles, he pushes him down and warns, "Next time, you die."
Chonan scoots along the floor trying to back away, the pitiful sight causing Getou's lip to curl. His villainous glare fades though when he senses Choso, Naoya and Gojo and discerns that they're no longer fighting. "Weird…", he mumbles, turning away since losing interest in the pathetic Zenin in front of him. "Do not take me lightly, a part of me will always enjoy crushing scum…", he threatens before focusing his destination to the others.
"ARGHHHH!! JUST LEA-", Suguru doesn't even wait to hear the Zenin finish.
Once traveling and appearing around everyone in the hall, Getou can't help but laugh wildly to the evidence of Naoya getting his ass whooped.
Gojo stands up and is surprised when the Titer holds out his hand for a high five but slaps it with accomplishment regardless. He whispers to Getou, "Team us 1, team them 0…" and they snicker together in pettiness.
"Shut the fuck up you dicks!", Naoya huffs and folds his now healed arms. He no longer wears his injuries but his blood is all over himself and the floor, causing him extreme humiliation. "I'd like to see you fucking beat him, Titer but you're butt-buddies now somehow.", throwing his arms in air before asking, "Like how the fuck did that happen?"
Gojo waltzes over to Naoya, "Are you jealous?", teasing the already reddened Zenin and dragging a finger along the shell of his ear.
Naoya slaps him away, "I am not jealous you, pale turd! I simply can't comprehend how you can suddenly like this psychotic asshole!" He points to Suguru with narrowed eyes and considers, 'Actually, they're both pretty insane…'
Suguru shrugs his shoulders, "I've had my moments, this is true." He can't argue against that claim no matter how much he wants to clear his name and plus, seeing Naoya so aggravated is elevating his mood. "But what about you, Zenin? Mr. I'm tHe NeXt HeAd Of tHe ClAn. You act like you got your shit together but you used to be one of the bad guys just like me."
Suguru can tell that Naoya certainly doesn't like to be reminded of this so to add emphasis to his point, "And you blew our entire operation up all because you wanted to fuck Elska in front of Gojo!" He watches as the blonde freezes and his eyebrows raise, "Yeah little Naoya, I know what you did.", Getou now looks at Choso, "And you fucking lied for him!"
"Hey! I did not lie!", Choso chirps up with conviction, "Trust me, I have lied to you a bunch of times but that wasn't one of them!" The being feels Naoya's hand rest on his shoulder so he turns to look for reassurance.
"Well Choso, you definitely didn't tell me the truth now did you? I interrogated you both on that matter and neither of you explained what really happened.", Suguru turns his head away slightly, not angry at all but he's always had his doubts about that particular situation, "Because of Satoru Gojo...I have seenthe light."
Naoya takes a step in front of the being, "Hold on! Cho didn't know what sex was! He couldn't have lied to you because he didn't understand what we were doing! Lay off of him! You know he's super sensitive."
Gojo bursts into a bittersweet laugh, "Oh, so you're at fault for that too?", now fully understanding so many missing pieces, "This is too good, Naoya. You're a fucking disaster!"
Choso settles down but looks over to Naoya and all too quietly suggests, "Maybe we should go back you guys, Elska is probably worried…", but his voice gets drowned out by the back and forth insults. He lowers his head and takes a deep breath, knowing he's right about his master being concerned, 'Why don't they think about this stuff? We can discuss this later!'
Naoya turns his nose up, showing his discontent to the Titer, "I can't believe you even have the balls to act all sweet to her now! You've never treated her like the princess she is! You have all of that big ass head and still don't get it..."
Getou rolls his bottom between his teeth and smacks his lips, "Me, a big head?!", haughtily snickering before taunting back, "I treat her very well actually." Lowering his tone to purposely antagonize Naoya, Suguru entices, "Why don't you ask Elska about allllll the different ways I make her smile?", now licking his lips provocatively.
The golden light travels over Naoya; his eyes squinting with discontent until he recalls something grand.
"Hmph, that's nothing.", the blonde grins mischievously, "I had to change my robes earlier because she soaked them…" He brings his hand to his chin with confidence, "…and then we made that baby." He's expecting a verbal onslaught as he brandishes his accomplishment like newly purchased items.
"…That doesn't even make sense.", Gojo looks over to Suguru who wears the same perplexing reservation about the timing and the claim of Elska being pregnant.
"Is it even possible to know that soon?", Satoru's 100% sure it isn't.
"Which part are you lying about Zenin? There's no way you'd be able to tell that she's pregnant if this happened today…", Suguru mocks the man but is wholeheartedly relieved by this new information as he feels it's affirmation that Naoya haphazardly jumped the gun.
The prince chimes back, "You don't have to believe me if you don't want to but it's all true. You're not even welcome here so your opinion doesn't even matter anyways.", and spins towards Choso for support but notices how angry the being looks. With a kinder, anxious voice he asks, "Uhh…Cho? You alright?"
Choso raises his head with his blackening eyes, patience nonexistent, "I SAID, LET'S GO!"
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Elska has been holding Toji ever since the incident with Chonan. They lay there on the bed in the dimly lit small room, his face tucked into her breast with arms snugly fitted around her. She plays with his hair while listening to his breathing, elated to his ability to simmer down. In the softest voice she capable, every so often she quietly dotes, "My beloved", into his ear and his energy spikes to a small degree each time.
The rain has begun to fall and its light pattering against the tin roof sets the ambiance of a peaceful space. Choso's energy funnels in though and this prompts them both become more alert to find out what the damage was.
'Please let all of my turned be alright…'
"Elskaaa!", Choso loses his venom when he materializes and sees her and Toji lying down, "I brought them back like I said I would!", he now even smiles as if he didn't just shake the entire Zenin estate with the fluctuation of his presence.
She winks to her hybrid and pats the spot next to her, his face lighting up and showing eagerness to close the portal.
Naoya, Suguru and then Gojo exit it as well to which Choso races to the invitation and secures his seat. She can't help but giggle at how deceiving his cuteness is but she loves her hybrid's depth. Her brow furrows when she sees all the blood splattered across Gojo's face though and how Naoya has a hole in his robes. She keeps a stern expression but on this inside she's quite relieved to see that they're both yet mumbles, "My turned shouldn't fight like that…"
"Baby, are you alright!?", Naoya scuddles to her, eager to look her over after Gojo's tantrum. He feels all around her arms and presses the back of his hand against her forehead just wanting to check everything he can. She gives him a funny look that causes him to smile and admit, "I know it seems overboard but we can never be too careful princess. I'll be monitoring for fevers and other things every day from now on." He pretends like he's not hovering over Toji and tries to snake his hand to the lower part of her abdomen and thinks to her while their gazes lock, 'I love you baby. I love our baby too!'
"I'm okay, I promise!", Elska adores the fire in her prince's eyes and snickers when he bears his weight on Toji in order to gain a kiss. Her beloved grunts with displeasure so she motions for Naoya to stop pestering him with a sweet smile, "Leave him be!", she playfully swats him away but thinks right back to him, 'I love you too'
"You're lucky I need to clean up baby, otherwise I'd kiss you alllllll night.", Naoya stands and stretches, "Oh yeah! Gojo did this to me by the way!", he rats the silver shaman out while pointing to the bloodied mess that has become his robes, "I did get a few good licks in though", he throws pretend punches, "but on a serious note, I would've destroyed him had I not been worried about obliterating everything." Naoya turns to Gojo and with a colder tone, "We're still recuperating after he wiped out a third of the estate during his awakening.", Naoya's not even allowed himself time to mourn those who died.
Gojo shyly dashes his eyes to Elska, brimming with culpability and feeling terrible for having once again technically putting his hands on her. Naoya's words sting too but he's happy enough to have them directed at him, 'At least he's talking to me.'
Satoru knows he doesn't deserve it but his mind wanders to how Elska isn't retreating from his arrival; she always surprises him and acts the exact opposite of how he imagines.
'Why do I always fuck things up love?', he asks, but more openly than he meant to.
Elska's eyes soften when she hears the thought intended for Satoru's privacy. In a sick way she understands Satoru's possessiveness, even loves it but she's unable to be angry with him.
"Sati?", she feels Toji secure her more but its so subtle that its likely no one else was aware. When Gojo's burdened eyes look up, she tilts her head and offers an uncertain smile, "I was selfish and didn't even consider the reason you were upset Sati...I never thought about the clans."
Suguru stands back and watches the strange dynamic play out. Folding his arms, he contemplates on how it would seem as if Gojo could do literally anything and get away with so long as Elska is the judge. He's a little irritated by this until he recalls how she forgave him as well when he brought Chonan back.
'Maybe she's like that with me too and I fail to realize it…', Getou knows he has an unhealthy habit of constantly comparing himself with the others but this brings a minor smile to his lips. It doesn't last long though because he's brought to the thought about the clans and their politics though and this sours the hope. Turning away from the others, he pulls out his phone and sends the troublesome message to Genghis, hoping that the Titers hold enough influence to halt the Zenin clan's success with this.
'The sooner we act, the better.'
Choso massages Elska's shoulder affectionately, inching his lips to her skin even though its kind of inappropriate for this moment. Sliding his hand down her arm, he avoids the areas where Toji has her out of his own way of showing respect but he's been without her touch for what feels like weeks, though not even four full days have passed.
Gojo studies Elska's expression and the hue of her eyes as the hybrid switches into this seductive mode. He feels terrible for how he behaved before but he can't ignore how appetizing this scene is.
Satoru is actually afraid to show his interest in the way Choso caresses her because of how he acted towards Naoya but feels it's the perfect time to disclose, "It's not necessarily the fact that Naoya claims you're pregnant…", but he becomes distracted when the being grinds against her. With parted lips, Gojo shakes his head and regains focus, "I just know what this means as far as the elders and clans…" Satoru is actually attempting to be serious here but releases a slight sigh when its evident that Toji is maneuvering his lips against her chest. When he glances over to Getou, he notices the Titer's bewilderment and whispers, "Do you like watching too?"
Suguru scoffs being reminded of Choso saying something similar earlier, "I'd rather be a part of the doing.", but can't take his eyes off of them. He reads the anticipation pouring out of the silver shaman and almost laughs to how strange he's being but Naoya comes back with a fragmented glare.
"Hey! Stop that!", Naoya waves his arms around while stampeding towards Choso, "Bad Cho!"
He nervously confesses that he's trying to be playful but ultimately sighs and tells Elska, "I have to go see Peaches for a bit, princess. I've put off this endeavor for two days too many and I need to look over the assessments." She visibly pouts but he smirks, "Have one of these teleporting twats pick up some drinks!", and hands her a card, "I won't be gone long at all."
Satoru lifts his head and feels obligated through his remorse, "I'll take you!", but he's met with a unentertained scowl from the Zenin so he adds, "I'll leave right after that. You know it'll be quicker if I help."
"Thank you Sati!", Elska looks over to Naoya, "That will save a lot of time." and thinks to her prince, 'Just let him do it. I know you two are rocky right now but it would probably mean a lot to him if you accept his offer'.
"Tch.", Naoya turns his head away but underneath his superficial demeanor he's wanting to make this fast and being teleported really does help. He's already noticed the storm outside and isn't eager to find out his resilience to lightning so he can't even fly.
"Fine."
Gojo is quick to walk over and begin the short quest which has Naoya smirking to the thought of handling his business sooner than later.
They disappear but as soon as they're gone, Elska feels Choso's hand aggressively hooking her mound. The way he snakes his hands up through the leg of her silk shorts incites a whimper from her and this repeats once Toji's teeth lightly catch her nipple through the T shirt.
"Master…", Choso carps in Elska's ear as he slips his middle and ring fingers into her. His mouth slacks open a bit when she moans and his length jumps in his pants, "I've been sooo good, don't you think?" She nods with parted lips and gasps as Toji lifts her shirt to fondle her breasts.
Toji hums into her neck and can't even discourage this interaction as her natural aroma fills his lungs. "Doll…", he pierces her breast with his teeth but doesn't feed, he simply desires to hear her pleasure.
Suguru watches intensely with growing flesh as she melts between the two of them but somehow listening to Toji drink from her riles him up again.
'It seems to be a natural weakness I guess…', but he's hardly able to efficiently determine such things at this time. His brow twitches as he perceives Choso scooting towards her rear, "Is he..?", pulling her shorts down to angle himself and latching his mouth to her from behind. It looks rather uncomfortable but judging by the way the hybrid moans to tasting her arousal, he's unbothered.
Elska basks in their physical attention, moved by their willingness to share.
Toji closes her wounds but then lifts her over top of him before helping her remove the shirt. As her arms are finding their way out, her beloved's hands grip her waist and pull her weight down against his girth. Whimpers cascade from her mouth but Choso is soon pushing on her and lowers behind back as she leans into Toji.
Choso whines wantonly as he tongues everything. He's setting aside his gentle nature as the turned in him obsessively stalks her entrances. His eyes radiate against her skin, the reddish hues only appetizing his lust further. Burying his face into her, his sighs and gasps become trapped into her flesh.
Toji teases her nipples and salaciously studies her trembling body while Choso does his thing. The being keeps inching her forward as if he's trying to crawl inside of her but it actually makes Toji cackle because apparently it feels good to her. Mesmerized by her sensuality, the giant carefully wrenches his fingers around her throat, wanting to give her pressure without obstructing her breathing and titters to her flushed face. Something catches her attention and turns her head so the giant looks as well but he doesn't like the implications of Suguru now being so close with that telling, famished turned expression.
Gojo reappears with six different bags full of various types of alcohol and begins to announce that he didn't need a dime from Naoya but he sets them all down silently when he takes in the scene.
'This is so fucking hot…', he monologues while brushing over his instantly waking member.
He notices that Getou is trying to join but he has to wonder if the Titer shouldn't be forced to on look like himself. Grabbing Suguru's shoulder, he pulls him away from the too small of bed and informs him, "Just wait."
Choso finally lifts his head and wipes off his glistening face. With sheer excitement he fiddles with his pants until he can free himself, not even offering a warning before he prods through Elska's womanhood. He cries out blissfully to feeling her arousal coat him and is soon railing into her while she's trapped between himself and Toji.
Toji smiles as she jiggles around from the being's impacts, mischievously questioning, "Does that feel nice doll?", pulling her closer to meet lips. He's throbbing below but also loves the way she sounds while Choso pummels her from behind. Toji could do without the being's voice singing into the air, not being used to a man being so unabashedly vocal, but he brings his focus back to her without making a fuss.
Gojo can't even help himself, he's already pumping his fist while his eyes feast. He realizes that this is proof though, proof that he still loves seeing her dominated by them all.
'It's just the fucking clans. I should just wipe the Elders out. They'll ruin everything…'
The very thought in combination with the sexual situation before him makes his toes curl.
"Fuck…love…look at you…", he whines this out and whimpers when she tries to see him, "You're just going to let Choso pulverize you like that?" He actually has zero complaints however and unlike Toji, Gojo loves hearing everyone's pleasure.
"What the fuck are you doing?!", Getou jumps away from Satoru when he sees the shaman masturbating, "That's too fucking weird man!"
"Just try it…", Gojo moans with half lidded eyes, that flutter, "Trust me."
Suguru snarls before turning away, nearly creeped out by self-appreciating display but is getting angry because although his sensibilities tell him this is all strange, his length earnestly twitches underneath his robes.
Elska shudders to her hybrid's aggression, absolutely loving every second of his passionate stance. He leans over into her ear and whispers, "Master, you feel so good…", which fuels her debauchery even more. She's fiending to feel Toji too though since his pulsing manhood lies trapped beneath and she feels he's been extremely patient.
"Hold on my hybrid…", she sits up and reaches her arm back to physically cue him to stop so she could expose her beloved's girth and slide down over it. She half expects Choso to try and advance things but he shifts over to her side and locks their lips together all while Toji works himself in.
"Oh my God…", Gojo bites his lip while watching Toji slowly pull her hips down, "That's it love…" His concentration dismantles when he hears Toji holler, "Choso get that thing out of my face!", and burst out into laughter when he sees how close the being's hard on is to the giant.
"Sorry about that…", Choso lazily apologizes while staring into Elska's eyes. He loses his breath upon recognizing the colorful dashes that represent each of her turned and it also calls to something darker within him. "Master, I'm going to do that thing we like…", he speaks to her as if she's not unraveling from being split by Toji but she does offer him a parted smile of affirmation.
Suguru angrily stiffens when he sees Choso crawling back behind her, aligning himself to add to her pleasure. He chooses to pretend that Gojo isn't fucking his fist to his left but looks down to his own groin and curses under his breath. Gojo moans to him, "It's only weird if you make it weird", to which Getou's eyes widen with severe doubt.
"Pretty sure its already weird…", he retorts while brushing his hand across the lifting area of robes, hating that it feels so needed.
"How are you going to juggle all of us love?", Gojo rhetorically asks as Choso prods his way into her rear.
He gets up to get a better view but nearly falls over when he sees how she's being used.
"Too fucking hottttt…"
Satoru actually slaps her ass and shivers to her yelp, wanting to hear more of that. Facing Choso, Gojo grabs at the meat of her rear and spreads her apart so that he and Choso can see everything happening to her.
"So fucking beautiful…", he coos, not even caring that the being's hips occasionally strike his fingers. Dashing his tempted eyes back over to Suguru, Gojo deviously smirks and shares, "This is going to be a good night after all."