lody climbed over his waist, leaning forward to capture his lips in a heated kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance, swirling over another.
Lukas grabbed the back of her head, pressing her closer. A few seconds later, they separated for hair. Then she captured his bottom lip, nibbling lightly on it as they kissed.
Her crotch ca down, her pussy resting on his half erect cock. She wiggled her wait until his cock rested just below her pussy lips and as she kissed him, she began moving up and down, stroking his cock with her pussy.
She moaned into his mouth, her juices running slick over his cock. They kissed for a few minutes, and before long, Lukas’ cock was fully erect once more, hard as a rock.
lody pulled back from the kiss, giggling as she reached between her thighs, grabbing his cock and raising her hip.
Holding his gaze, she lined the cock into her entrance and sank down onto it, moaning slightly.
The cock slid in without resistance, the walls of her pussy pressing warmly against it in welco.
She began to move slowly, weaving her hips forward and backwards as she rode him. She leaned forward again, capturing his lips in a kiss.
She moaned softly, her wetness dribbling down his cock as she rode him.
A mischievous grin appeared on Lukas’ face as sothing occurred to him.
"I haven’t punished you yet," he growled as he wrapped his arms tightly around her, pressing her breasts into his chest. She made a sound of surprise.
He moved his feet closer to himself to give more balance, and before lody could say anything, he began thrusting upwards, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy.
"Oh, fuck~~" she moaned as he showed her no rcy, slamming his hips upwards into her.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Yes~~ Yes~~ Yes~~ Yes~~" She kept wling as Lukas fucked her, sending waves of pleasure to her brain.
"You like that, huh?" He muttered, increasing the tempo of his thrusts.
She keened as he got faster, grabbing onto the sheets, her eyes rolling upwards.
"Fuuuuuccckkkkkk~~ Fuck eee~~~!"
Her pussy tightened around his cock as she orgasd, trying to push him out, but his strength stat wasn’t there for decoration.
He kept thrusting, giving her no respite. His hips slamd upwards, her ass jiggling with each thrust.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
After a minute, he could feel the familiar pressure building up in his loins. He kept fucking her, and her whole body finally trembled as another orgasm spread through her.
Her pussy kept tightening on his cock, pushing him over the edge. His cum splashed into her pussy, painting her walls a milky white. She went slack atop his chest, both of them breathing hard.
Akira laid on the bed beside them, pressing against him., Now, this was exactly what he’d call a morning surprise.
***
Sol stepped out of the train station and into the open air of Salaria.
He stood there for a mont, his gaze traveling over what he could see of the city. High rise buildings stretching upwards in every direction, their glass windows reflecting the light of the sun.
Vehicles moved through the wide streets, and Adepts walked alongside Awakeners on the pavents. It was exactly what one would expect from a Tier 4 city belonging to those hypocrites who called themselves the Sovereignty.
He looked down at the new ID in his hand. His records had been added to the city’s administrative system. And when they perform checks on his background, everything would be in order.
Because if there was sothing he was sure of, then it was that the Brotherhood had made sure everything would be in order. If they ever caught on to him, it would not be because of his background.
Not that they ever could, of course.
He sent the card into his spatial ring and ran a hand through his red hair, his golden earrings catching the light as he tied his hair back into a ponytail.
His gaze traveled up the face of the nearest building, following it to the top, then moved across the skyline from one end to the other.
He scoffed.
One day, all of it would be gone. Every building and every Adept walking with their bank cards and their pavilions and their comfortable inns.
It would all beco ruins, returned to the state that had always been intended for them, before humanity had fled into cities and convinced itself that survival was the sa thing as deserving to live.
He would climb to the top of this Tower. He would claim the wish. And he would give every last one of them the final rcy they had been denied for too long.
It was a kindness, really.
He walked forward and a luxury sedan pulled to the curb ahead of him, as if it had known exactly where he would be standing.
The driver’s door opened and a man in a pressed uniform stepped out, bowing at the waist.
"Young Master Sol."
The driver moved to the rear door and pulled it open.
Sol stepped inside without acknowledging the bow.
He looked around the interior. The car had leather seating and the windows were tinted dark. It was adequate as a luxury car, but not really remarkable. For soone of his standing, it was barely passable.
But he wasn’t here for comfort.
He leaned back, closed his eyes, and felt the car ease into traffic.
After a few minutes, the car slowed to a stop.
Sol opened his eyes.
Through the window, he could see that they were in a private underground parking garage, with no other vehicles visible on this level.
The driver opened his door without a word.
Sol stepped out, straightened his jacket, and followed the driver to a lift set into the far wall of the garage. They rode it up in silence, the floors climbing until they reached the top floor.
The driver led him down a short corridor to a door, opened it, and stepped aside.
Sol walked in.
The apartnt was large, with a high ceiling and wide windows that looked out over the city.
Soone had furnished it simply, with nothing decorative, and everything with a purpose. And standing throughout the room, in a loose formation, were seven people.
These were the senior Brotherhood mbers managing the movent in Salaria.
They bowed at the waist the mont he entered the room.
"Young Master Sol." The greeting ca from all of them at once.
He moved through the room towards the single chair at its center. It was taller than the others, with a straight back and a weight to it that made its purpose clear.
He sat.
He looked at them for a long mont, his red ponytail falling over one shoulder, and a smile on his face.
"Rise," he said.
They straightened.
He stared at them in silence for a few seconds, making sure none even dared to make a sound before speaking.
"I have a task for you all," he said. "You have twenty-four hours."
"I want everything there is to know about an Adept nad Lukas Valentine. Where he lives, who he works with, and how he fights."
His eyes slid from one to the other, making sure they understood the gravity of the task.
"Everything."
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