Twenty-Six
Lana alighted on the field beside me and sized herself up to her short-for-a-human size, resting a hand on my shoulder.
“Are you okay, Ryan? You…sort of lost it on him.”
I crushed Kevin’s heart to a pulp and tossed the residue onto the man’s body. I didn’t spit on him, but it was a very near thing.
“He killed Hannah. That was a fraction of what he deserved.”
“Yeah but I mean, damn. That was brutal.”
Rising to my feet and letting my body return to its normal shape, I glanced down at Lana and shook my head. “So was her death. It’s a brutal world I live in, little fairy. You sure you still want a ‘slot on my roster?’”
Lana actually hesitated. I didn’t blame her. My life was pretty messy. Hunting monsters, saving people, it took a toll. But that extra couple of seconds staring down at the savaged corpse of a man who hurt one of my girls only seemed to harden her resolve. She looked back up at me fiercely and a prideful grin crossed her face.
“My final count was eighty-five. What was yours, slowpoke?”
I blinked. The seventy-three zombies I impaled using Autumn’s powers, plus the fourteen football zombies, and Kevin, brought my total up to eighty-eight exactly. I’d beat her. My prize? She would ‘leave me alone for good,’ in her own words.
There it was. I could’ve sent her packing. She’d been kind of annoying since this whole thing started, and I was happy with the women I already had.
But, I no longer wanted to be without Lana. She’d proved herself a very capable partner and without her timely intervention, taking down Kevin would have been a whole lot messier and more painful for me.
“Eighty-four,” I lied, sighing in defeat.
A triumphant grin crossed her adorable face and she suddenly shrunk down and zipped over to the nearest endzone, re-emerging into her human size and doing a little touchdown dance that was equal parts hilarious and awkward.
Enjoying her little victory dance, I reached out across my psychic network.
Autumn’s immediate reply was to sound a powerful chute of floral matter launching up through Kevin’s corpse. The roots curled around him like a nest of pythons and crushed his bones into powder, drawing it down into the earth. His phantom rose up like a great cloud and exploded into a million black particles as Autumn returned his very essence into the soil and rendered him permanently dead.
Score; botany one, necromancy zero.
Where are you going? Euna asked flirtatiously, picking up on what I was feeling as I watched phase three of Lana’s ongoing victory dance.
Well, this is a football stadium and I did just leave it all on the field, I reasoned. I think it’s time to hit the showers.
About time. Tell Lana I said congratulations, Euna said happily.
And tell her I said to make it steamy, Io chimed in. On the business end of things, though, you’re all clear Ryan. Aleksei says congratulations on a job well done. And I say, enjoy your just desserts, handsome. Then hurry back because I want a turn too!
Smiling broadly, I motioned for Lana to follow me as I headed towards the showers.
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Undressing before the fairy made me feel objectified in all the right ways. She practically drooled as I worked my way out of the fancy tailored suit and slowly revealed more and more of the body she’d been craving for longer than I’d realized.
Seeing her strip out of her armor was no less arousing for me. Her little A-cups brought a smile to my face even though she was clearly shy about them, and I made sure to start off tonguing and teasing them to reassure her that I at least thought she was hot as hell.
The angle that seemed to get through to her was that none of my girls had bigger tits than Io, so that was a ‘slot’ in my roster that was already filled. If she wanted to compete (which I knew she did just based on how she got me to agree to this in the first place) she’d have to first realize that I liked all of my girls no matter how different they were from one another, and she’d have to bring something different to the table if standing out was a goal of hers.
I liked the variety, but I wasn’t just fucking these girls for the aesthetics, they all meant something to me. Lana was quickly establishing herself as the most fun and mischievous one, and she kept that trend up when her clothes came off.
Shy at first, just like she’d been in combat, Lana was no less fiery and eager-to-please in bed than she was in battle, once she finally decided to stop holding back. Like Tabitha, she liked it rough, and those wings of hers allowed her to float up and drop that dumptruck of an ass down with some real force.
She liked having her hair pulled and really liked it when I trash-talked in the middle of our shower. She learned the hard way that I was way too big for her to use her mouth or pussy on for anything more than the first few inches, but her workaround for that was something I hadn’t done more than a handful of times with Hannah way back when.
Anal.
After a prolonged bit of effort getting her ready, and some magically conjured lube, Lana was taking me balls deep and getting a serious stomach bulge when I finally let loose and really started going at it with her. Her wings lit up in an array of different colors every time she came, which happened a lot in that shower.
We fucked under every spigot, up against the lockers, on the benches, on the ground, up against the sinks and the mirrors, anywhere and everywhere we could get a good bit of leverage and just let out some of the tension we were both feeling.
Nothing was off limits with Lana, and I think that more than anything let me relax enough to finally cum. I decorated her back, her colorful wings, and even got a bunch in her hair. The thing was, once I started, I didn’t really feel like stopping. Neither did she, so we kept at it right up until the other half of my mind suddenly came into focus.
All of his memories came rushing back into my head all at once.
The crash (the new one). Storming off and raging against mortality itself (yikes). Speaking with Hannah and making peace with the nature of life and death. Exploring the Paradise that awaited us when we left this mortal world behind. Meeting Gabby. Parting ways with Hannah and Selene. And finally, fighting the Alpha Gorgon.
I (Red Ryan) could feel my other self (Blue Ryan) slowly slipping away as he gazed into the eyes of that snake-haired she-demon. He was dying, which meant I was dying! Hell, I could already feel myself turning to stone. An affliction with at least one useful benefit.
I pinned Lana to the wall and shoved my quite literally rock hard dick as deep up her ass as I could go, watching her wings flash different colors and feeling her mind lose any semblance of a barrier. I reached into her mind and completed the connection that had been forming since we first started fucking.
Her consciousness leapt towards this bond eagerly, and though she was way too cockdrunk to do more than keep cumming and hold on for dear life, I could feel how badly she wanted to do that little victory dance again.
New powers surged through my body and I spoke to my self, which didn’t feel like reaching out to one of the girls so much as it was just an extension of my own internal monologue.
Oh no ya don’t buddy! You don’t get to quit on me now. What happens if you go down and that thing turns on Tabitha? What about our son? You keep fighting, motherfucker!
I felt what he did, his knee-jerk ‘what the fuck’ response, and then him embracing our new powers. Even as I kept fucking Lana, I guided him through the next piece of his battle until I was sure he could handle the rest, then shut the door on him to return the favor he’d dealt me earlier.
Hey, if I’m petty wearing a blue tie, I’m petty wearing a red tie too. Fair is fair.
I returned my focus onto Lana and gently slapped her to make sure she was still awake.
She smiled at the foreplay. “Why’d you stop, slowpoke?”
“You passed out, dipshit, I didn’t want to kill you.”
“Ugh, boring. Keep going, if I die I die happy!”
Banter in the midst of rough sex? Lana was a good choice.
A short while later, Blue Ryan suddenly cut through the flimsy barrier I’d erected in our mind and spilled the news that I needed to get over to the hospital ASAP, because there was a giant golden angel-woman flying there with Tabitha right now so she could give birth.
The rest of Lana and my shower was a frantic rush to actually get clean so we could scramble back into our clothing and head out.
I don’t know if it’s fair to say that we stopped, but we put it on pause for now.
Of course, the next time we picked it up again, I’d be a father…
I needed to get to the hospital. Now.