#Pulse blade remains my favorite fucking off-hand arm by far

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armored core update: i came 👍

[katedoesfics]

Shadows of Hyrule | Chapter 78

Link quite literally slept through the next two days, only getting up when his stomach demanded that he eat. When his phone alerted him to a call or text, he lifted his head enough to check to see who it was from. Unless it was Mipha, he mostly ignored these alerts. He would have slept through the rest of the summer if he had the chance, but there was still one last thing he needed to; return the Master Sword. The Triforce on hand was a reminder of that. It was dim, but it had been pulsing softly ever since he and Zelda sealed Ganondorf away. He knew he couldn’t waste any more time, but a part of him was sad to part with the sword. It wouldn’t be there waiting for him, leaning against the wall in the corner of his room. As anxious as he was to get back to his normal life, normal life seemed rather dull.

Still, Link finally pulled himself out of his bed, and without a word to his father or his friends, he left the house with the sword and made his way back to the forest where he had found it. If it were still there. The last time they tried to close the portal, the forest seemed to have mysteriously disappeared with no explanation at all. This time, however, the forest was there, just as he had remembered it, seemingly waiting for the return of the Master Sword.

There was no voice to call to him, but he didn’t need it to guide him like he had the first time he wandered through. It was as if he had navigated his way through the bizarre forest time and time again; he knew the path like the back of his hand, picking his way over the brush, weaving in and out between the trees. He was unfazed when a fog crept in around him, but just as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared, and soon the forest opened up into the meadow. In the center, in the light of the sun, was the pedestal that homed the Master Sword.

Link looked down at the ancient pedestal, covered in dirt and moss. There was a deep slit in the center where he had pulled the sword six months ago. And now, it was time to return it, though it felt as if he were saying goodbye forever to a very close friend. He turned his gaze to the sword in his hand and let his fingers run over the blade. He turned back to the pedestal and before he changed his mind, he placed the sword back into its hold, pushing it in until it would not go any further. He kept his hand on the hilt for a moment, then pulled upwards, but the sword did not budge. He let a light sigh escape his lips, then worked off the string of the charm his father had given him and slid it into his pocket.

“ Goodbye, Master... Thank you...”

Link looked down at the sword and smiled. He saluted it casually before turning his back on it and making his way out of the forest. Once he was passed the treeline, he looked over his shoulder, expecting the forest to disappear. Though it remained, he was sure it would be gone soon enough, protecting the precious weapon that now slept within.

*****

When Link returned, Daruk, Revali, and Teba were waiting for him.

“Where the hell have you been?” Daruk asked.

“Yeah, way to ignore our texts,” Revali said. “Now that you got a girlfriend you’re too good to respond to us?”

“Yeah,” Link said. “Because those group messages were so important.”

“I don’t know how I got dragged into that,” Teba said. He sneered at Revali. “Why the hell did you add me to that?”

“But if you weren’t in it,” Link started, “you would have missed all those gems like.” He paused and fished his phone out of his pocket, scrolling through the messages. He grinned and pointed at the screen, reading the text out loud. “When someone says ‘hold your horses’ they are telling you to be stable.”

“It’s true!” Revali said. “I just realized that!”

“Were you high?” Daruk asked.

“Yeah, probably,” Revali said with a grin.

“What do you want?”

“We are here to discuss the official disbanding of Hyrule’s Champions,” Revali announced.

“Excellent,” Link said. “Just in time. I just dumped the sword.”

“Aw,” Revali said. “Now you’re not cool like the rest of us.”

Link rolled his eyes.

“Do you think you can handle the city this year while we’re off being awesome?”

“Don’t be like that,” Teba said. “You know he’s gonna miss us terribly.”

“We are the only friends he’s got,” Revali said with a frown. “Poor Link.”

Link shrugged. “I’m sure I’ll survive.”

“He’s got a girlfriend now,” Daruk said. “He’s already doing better than you.”

“But does he get laid?” Revali said. “At least I got laid.”

Teba snorted. “When was the last time that happened?”

“Hey,” Revali snapped. “I’ve been a little busy saving the world.” He turned back to link. “Speaking of the Yiga Clan.”

“No one was talking about the Yiga Clan,” Teba said.

“Look,” Link started. “I talked to him, alright?”

“And?” Daruk asked.

“And,” he said slowly. “He told me not to worry about it.”

“That’s exactly what they say when we should be worried about it.”

“He has it under control,” Link said. “We don’t need to be involved.”

“Maybe he’s the one with the Yiga Clan,” Revali said.

“Shut it,” Link growled. “I’m staying out of it. I trust him.”

Revali nodded. “Alright. Fine. If Mr. Hero says it’s fine, then it’s fine.” He wiped his hands together. “Won’t be our problem, anyway. Just remember, you’ll be missing half your crew. Don’t get into trouble. Or killed.”

Link smiled. “You take the fun out of everything.”

“I’m going to miss this,” Revali said, then shrugged. “I’m sure I’ll find someone in college to pick on.”

Link frowned. “You’re replacing me? I thought we had something special.”

Revali winked and threw him two finger guns. “Come on, men” he said, turning away. “I still got some partying to do before I gotta ditch this city.” He turned to Link over his shoulder. “Not you.”

“It’s fine,” Link said. “I’m gonna go get laid.”

Revali threw his hand up in the air, half of a high-five. “Nice!”

Teba shook his head and lowered Revali’s hand for him. “Come on, Idiot,” he said. “Or I’m ditching you to get laid, too.”

Daruk followed them out of the driveway. “I can’t believe everyone’s getting laid except me.”

*****

The rest of the summer went just as Hyrule’s Champions hoped it would go. They stayed out late and slept through the mornings, more often than not in each other’s company in one way or another, and usually with three extra tagalongs; Aryll, Riju, and Teba. They spent their days roaming the city or keeping the local restaurants open with their bottomless pits. And from time to time, they dropped by their favorite arcade, only to be chased out by the owner an hour later after an unruly game of laser tag.

And everywhere they went, they were recognized. Children ran up to the for autographs. Teens asked for selfies. Even the older crowd seemed to regard them with a respectful nod, despite the varying degrees of gossip and arguments that had ensued following the first media outbreak. And when it got to be too much for them, they escaped the city to the countryside, returning to their favorite lake with a case of beer.

But the summer quickly came to a close, and before they knew it, Urbosa, Daruk, Revali, and Teba parted ways with their friends to begin their first year in college. Urbosa moved south to the Gerudo region to study law at a prestigious college. Daruk went to Akkala to a school known for their boxing and wrestling teams, which he decided to get into, proudly stating to his friends that he would have to hold back, otherwise there would be no challenge for him.

And despite his father’s refusal to help get into college, Revali managed to follow Teba to a school in Hebra, stating that he would have a babe on each arm and a suit made of ‘hundos’ when he graduated. As far as the group knew, he simply went in with the intent to get a degree in business, but whether he would actually graduate was an entirely different story, considering the college was known to be one of the biggest party schools in the kingdom. “Well, there’s nothing else to do up there,” was Revali’s defense.

The city - and their lives - were much quieter once their friends left for college. But senior year was quickly approaching for Link, Mipha, and Zelda, with promise of heavy work loads and one final push for college applications. It would be enough to occupy their minds and give them a normal life once more, but still, they couldn’t help but to miss the way things were a year ago when the group was whole.

But the night before their first day of senior year, they were all dragged into another group text message, courtesy of Urbosa.

My little babies are seniors tomorrow. Pack a healthy lunch and study hard! I’m looking at you, Link!

Revali didn’t hesitate to jump at the opportunity to tease Link. Let’s be real here. He’s not going to college. He’s gonna milk the hero thing for the rest of his life.

Teba’s response was next. Why am I a part of this…

Because youre our cheerleader, bitch, texted Revali.

Revali we’re sitting next to each other. There was a lull in the chat for a moment until Teba texted again. Revali punched me.

Urbosa responded with an emoji shaking its head.

You bitches are coming to my first fight, Daruk texted.

Link doesn’t condone violence, Revali said. Make love not war guys.

Dude, Link replied. Youre like a 3 days drive away.

Its a 4 hour drive, loser. Dont you miss me?

Link replied with a heart emoji. So much.

Why dont you stick it in his butt, came Revali’s mature reply.

Don’t be jealous of our relationship, Link said.

Does Mipha know?   Teba asked.

We have an open relationship, Mipha finally chimed in.

Does that mean youre open for business? Revali said.

Eat shit, Link quickly replied.

Link and Mipha sitting in a tree, Revali texted.

Oh shit, Link said.

Revali finished the song with a series of kissing emojis and various other symbols that suggested more than kissing.

Omg dont tell her that Link said.

Link, we’re dating.

He responded with two blushing emoji faces.

Where the fuck is Zelda, Urbosa texted.

After a moment, Zelda’s text came through. Hylia, why have you put me into this insufferable group of people.

You love us, Revali said.

Destiny,  Daruk said. Isn’t that kinda her thing?

We belong together, Revali texted.

Revali is singing, now, Teba said. I cannot believe I’m stuck with him for the next four years.

Welcome to my hell, Link said.

I’m muting you all, Zelda said. Some of us have school in the morning.

Suckas, Revali said.

Revali, you do, too, Teba said.

I didn’t come here to go to school.

Good night idiots, Zelda said.

Good night my precious lil babies, Urbosa texted. I love you all and i hope you have a good first day of school! Send mama pictures! And BEHAVE!!

What happens if we don’t behave? Revali asked, following that with a series of winking faces. Are you going to spank me?

Zelda left the chat.

Mipha left the chat.

Link left the chat.

Urbosa left the chat.

Ha.

Daruk left the chat.

FUCKERS.

Teba left the chat.

[aurora-the-kunoichi]

Maybe something motorcycle or tattoo related for Raphael and Immogene? ♥️

My dear sweet @waterstar2016, thank you for the ask! sorry it took a bit to write, I hope you enjoy it! Warning: Smut smut smut!!! 

Oil and grease painted Immogene’s arms and clothes as sheperformed routine maintenance on her red cafe racer. Her long brown hair wasbound loosely above her head and a few tendrils of her dark curls tucked behindher ears out of the way. The garage floor was littered with tools and empty oilbottles making apparent of her progress in the evening. The task had becomecathartic for her, taking her mind off a hectic life that had seemed to runaway from her. The feel of the oil had a surprising calming effect as sherubbed the slick substance between her fingers.

Anyways, she needed to finish this if she wanted to take itout for a spin before midnight. It had been a long cold winter, and this wouldbe the first ride of the season since the snow had left the streets. She hadfinished the oil change, topped off the coolant, and the chain had beencleaned. All she needed to do now was check the pressure in the tires andchange the air filter. Grabbing the new filter of the cart beside her, Immogenefreed it from its package and squatted down to finish the task at hand.

Amid inserting the clean filter into its housing the airshifted behind her making Immogene aware she was no longer alone. Her fingersitched to reach for the hidden blade in her boot but held off waiting for herunannounced companies’ intentions.

“I have to say Robinhood this isn’t a bad thing to walk inon, yer ass presented to me like a fucking present in’all.” His low voicedripped like smooth honey with a rumbling vibration that resembled a god damnjetliner.

There was no mistaking that smug thick New York accent ofher favorite red banded turtle, “What do you want Brute?” she hissed playfullymaking sure to push her backend out just a little more to antagonize thehotheaded mutant. “And what if I was waiting for someone else? What if I had adate?” Still refusing to turn around to meet his green gaze, Immogene internallylaughed hearing Raphael growl ominously at her jest.

She could hear him surge forward on instinct, the rough padsof his feet slapping against the cool cement floor of the garage as Raphaelcame for her.

“Ya better not have another guy comin here. I’ll crush hisskull if he touches you.”  

She waited just a few seconds as the hulking mutant came upbehind her and when his dense arms reached for her, Immogene evaded his meatypaws and danced away with a smug smile. She put her bike she had lovinglynicknamed ‘The Brute’ in between her and the worked up mutant making sure tokeep him at arm’s length.  Clicking hertongue in the back of her throat Immogene pulled a rag from her back pocket andwiped a few smears of oil from her fingers. “Tsk tsk Raph, when will you learnto share?”

This time he was ready, using the skill of his extensivetraining Raph leapt over the bike and was on her in seconds his green digitsfinding purchase on her hips. With a little more force than he intended Raphaelpulled her to him glowering down into her eyes. “You’re mine Immogene, there’sno fighting that.” Leaning down she felt his nose move along her throat takingin her scent in a long dramatic pull. “Did I ever tell yah how good you smellafter you work on yer bike? Sweat, oil and a hint of metal, it’s anirresistible combination, makes me think of you ridingmore than just that bike of yours. Matter of fact I think that’s exactly whatyou should be doing.”

Immogene elongated her neck giving him better access andhissed when his teeth nipped at her pulse point for good measure. “Is that whatyou came here for Raph, a ride? It’s very presumptuous of you to think that I’dentertain the thought.” She tried to sound confident in her words knowing fullwell she would give the red brute anything he wanted all he had to do was ask.But they liked to play their little games, cat and mouse, one trying to pushthe other buttons until they were both positively vibrating with need. Thesegames always lead to torn clothes, bites that left red angry welts and copiousamounts of bodily fluids exchanged and this game would be no different.

Raphael’s hand came up and gripped her chin firmly bringingher face back down to meet his. With half hearted defiance Immogene locked eyeswith Raphael and nearly melted right there on the spot. That lopsided grin,that fucking ass knew what that smile did to her. His green eyes sparkling withmischief and that smile what showed just a little of his pearly white teeth andthe tip of his broad tongue sticking out just past his green lips. That was acruel and unfair trick; the bastard would pay for that one.

“Bastard, you’re cheating.” She growled hooking her fingersat the top of his plastron and pushed.

A dark chuckle rolled off his tongue and he surged forwardclaiming her mouth in a kiss that was all teeth and tongue. He wasted no timeand hoisted her up and took the last few final few strides to slam her againstthe wall sufficiently pinning her there with his weight.

When her body connected with the concrete Immogene’s legsmoved on impulse wrapping around his waist just below his shell and tilted herhips to press herself against his already pulsating shaft painfully confined inhis pants. With the new added friction she swallowed his groan of excitement ashe ground himself in her.

Taking his bottom lip into her mouth she bit down and feltthe copperish tang of his blood mingle in their kiss. She would have thoughtRaph would have pulled away swearing but to her excitement he moaneduncharacteristically into her mouth deepening the kiss further.  “Kinky fucker!” Immogene sniggered ripping hermouth from his trying to free herself fruitlessly from his iron clad embrace.

“If ya don’t stop squirming I’m gonna tie you up, but why doI have a feeling you’d enjoy that too much?” his breath was short and hot onher cheeks and his fingers traveled impatiently over her body, a testament tohow much he was ready to take her right then and there. “I’m gonna fuck ya sohard you’ll feel me into next week.”

“I doubt that very much, I bet you couldn’t get me to screamyour name once.” Immogene snapped wriggling herself against his cock to egg himon further.

Raphael’s hands dipped between them sliding under her jeansand underwear finding her soaking cunt and easily slipped a thick green fingerinside smiling when she yelped in surprise.

“Looks like someone doesn’t need persuading, looks like tome someone has been ready for this cock for quite a while.” He growled in herear sinking his long digit further into her, crooking it to find that onedelicious spot making her suddenly go complacent in his hands.  

“F-fuck you…aahhh fu….”

“Oh I plan on it.”

Again his fingers brushed against that damned spot andImmogene arched herself as far her body would allow despite still being pinnedbetween a wall and the immovable force that was Raphael. Fire was beginning toseep in her veins heating up every part of her aching body.

It was true all daythe red terrapin was on her mind, not far from her consciousness bringing herarousal to a slow simmering boil. She knew he was unpredictable, showing upwhenever he damn well pleased but always seemed to be there when she needed himthe most. Whether it was for several earth shattering orgasms or a warm shellto cling to when the world had been a bit too much for her.

He wasn’t much for words, nothing like Leonardo but those muscledarms and legs were meant for holding her, she fit so perfectly into him nuzzledinto his plastron like a god damn glove. Sometimes she thought he was madespecifically for her but she wouldn’t tell him that. Raphael wasn’t one forsentiment so she kept the sappy shit to herself. She had come to the conclusionshe was madly in love with the red clad turtle and was terrified if she toldhim he’d laugh in her face and walk away leaving her broken and alone with herheart in her hand.

When she felt the loss of his finger as it slipped free ofher warmth Immogene was ripped from her thoughts.

“Where did you go just then?” he huffed into her ear lickingher moister from his green digit.

His breath was warm on her cheek as his lips ghosted overher skin transferring more of his body heat to her. She thought about it for amoment and decided against telling him the truth and squeezed her thighs makingthe muscled bound mutant grunt under the pressure. “Don’t worry about it.”

Raphael suddenly grabbed her hands and thrust them above herhead and latched onto her throat giving his hips a hard roll. “Don’t tell menot to worry about it Robin Hood. You were nowhere near here for a few minutes.What’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

When she remained silent Raphael sought out the hilt of hissai and unsheathed the weapon bringing the tip to the collar of her oil stainedtank top. “If ya ain’t gonna talk willingly I’ll fuck it out of ya.”

Immogene broke into smile at his threat, “I’d love to seeyou try.”

With expert precision Raphael tiled his wrist and beganslicing the fabric of her tank top and within seconds the fabric parted andexposed her breasts protected in her blood red bra. “Fuck.” Leaning down hisbroad tongue painted a wet stripe over the top of the supple skin of her chestrumbling in satisfaction. His free hand began to wander down to the hem of herpants but hesitated and rested the tip of his fingers on the now exposed fleshof her midriff.

Immogene didn’t put up too much resistance; she knew tryingto pull from of his hold was futile; he could over power her any day, eventhough if she wanted him to stop he would. Besides the attention he was giving wasslowly sending her into madness. With the combination of his rolling hips andtongue she was finding it harder and harder to breath and concentrate. He neededto hurry up, but when he halted his movements Immogene pried open her eyescatching the smug look on his face.

“Or maybe I won’t fuck you until you tell me what’s going onin that head of yours?”

“You wouldn’t dare!” Immogene hissed digging her nails intothe soft scales of his dense shoulders.

With the speed thatmatched Leonardo’s, Raphael rid her of her pants and underwear in one fluidmotion and gripped her hips hoisting her up like she weighted nothing.

With a sharp intake of breath Immogene found her backresting against the wall sitting on Raphael’s shoulders. She was facing himwith both her thighs around his neck and her heals resting on the back of hisshell and his toothy grin mere inches from her fully open glistening cunt. Hisgreen eyes were trained in on her and his tongue snaked out lining her folds. “Ididn’t say I wasn’t gonna do anything to ya. But until you start talkin therewill be no cumming for you.”  Thenwithout a word her dove in burying his tongue inches deep into her warmth.  

Like a vice her hands latched onto his green scalp diggingher nails into the scaled flesh there, “Fuu…ahh…jesus!” Rocking her hipsforward into his mouth Immogene gritted her teeth feeling his tongue stretchher open, licking, tasting, consuming. She could feel him growl sendingvibrations up into her core reigniting the fire that had smoldered a few minutesago. Over and over his gifted tongue worked her delving in and out, swirlingand nipping at the tender flesh of her cunt. His lips captured the swollen beadand pulled it into the moist heat of his mouth giving it just enough suction toget her limps trembling and the rush of her climax warming her belly. It racedup and out to her arms and legs consuming her in its blinding wave and justlike that it came crashing to a halt.

The cold air of the evening air soothed over her abandonedcunt, leaving Immogene tense and angry, absolutely livid. “What the fuck Raph!”Her eyes snapped to the bulky terrapin nestled between her thighs, lips glisteningfrom her over flowing excitement.

“You wanna start talkin yet?”

Rage bubbled up from her still quaking belly and she beganthrashing, “You son of a bit….ah SHIT!!!”

Again his lips attacked while one hand pressed her stomachinto the wall and his other hand gripped her thigh holding her in place. Shebucked up again pressing herself further around his mouth growling in angerthat was very quickly melting into mewling submission. Still on the verge ofher denied orgasm Raphael was quick to bring her back to teetering on the brink.The heat was more intense this time as it rushed to the surface, it was hot andtingling making her toes curl in her shoes. As she was about to topple overinto bliss his mouth retreated once again starving off her peak leaving hergasping in frustration.

“God damnit!” she was on the threshold of crying, her bodytrembling and screaming out for her deprived climax.

“Tell me.” Raphael cooed taking a long deliberate lickbetween her saturated folds.

Immogene was about to go insane, every nerve ending wasscreaming and vibrating ready to erupt, she was so fucking close and it wasstarting to become painful. If she wanted to coat that smug prick’s mouth inher cum she would need to swallow her pride and tell him what she’s been scaredto tell the red brute for quite some time. “Ok ok but you can’t laugh.” She huffedrunning her sweaty palms over his green scalp trying to sooth her nerves.

“Fucking tell me Immogene. Tell me what you’re feeling.” Hisusual guttural voice had softened giving her a little more confidence, like heknew what she was going to say.  

A loud long sigh escaped her lungs and Immogene gathered herstrength and met the green eyes of Raphael, the brute of the team, the muscle,the passion, the one thing she wanted more than anything in this fucking world.“I was thinking about you Raph, how I know you’re made for me, that I want youfor myself…..that I love you.” She had never felt so vulnerable at that moment,laying all her cards out on the table and naked from the waist down no less.She was at his mercy and every second that passed seemed like an eternity.

After what seemed like forever Raphael met her gaze and shesaw something flash in his eyes and the shit eating grin that he had worn sincehe ambushed her dissipated into a thin scarred line. Shit. Then slowly itreturned bigger and brighter making her heart flutter in its beautiful wake. “It’sabout fucking time.”

Dumbfounded, what did he mean? “What do you mean, it’s abouttime?”

“I was wondering when you’d tell me the truth Robinhood. I’veknown for a grip.”

“You smug son of a bitch!”

Once again he covered her cunt with his mouth and this timeher climax shot to the surface like a raging inferno and erupted in all its gloryand this time Raphael didn’t deny her, her euphoria. Immogene’s body seizedabove him; her nails slicing into the meat of his scalp as she flooded Raphael’swide mouth with her essence. Over and over his tongue lapped at her, savoringher unique flavor gripping her tighter as if she was going to get away, likeshe was the going to disappear in his arms.

Through the dense cloud of her peak Immogene could hear him,feel him rumble as he consumed her eagerly and aggressively prolonging herclimax. She was on the blink of insanity, her whole body was convulsing and shehad stopped breathing a while ago. When it finally crested Immogene drank ingulp after gulp of cool sweet oxygen. Her muscles were still coiled tight fromher release when she barley registered she was being lowered down.

All at once she stopped breathing again when she was slowly impaledon the impressive girth of Raphael’s straining cock. It stretched her toblissful fullness as he lowered her inch by inch letting her pulsating canalconsumed every thick inch of him. God it was heaven being so full of Raph andwhen she was fully seated on all 10 inches of him they both let out a strangledgroan.

“God damn it Immogene, no matter how many times you take mycock, it always feels like the first time.”

Wrapping her legs further around his waist she pressed thehelm of his torrid length against her cervix and rolled her hips with impatience.He obliged quickly pulling almost all the way out before ramming back in makingboth of them cry out. His pace was anything but gentle as he set his hips towork propelling brutally forward repeatedly into Immogene’s willing heat.

She could feel the heat swell again racing towards its end followingon the coat tails of her climax she had just barely recovered from. She concentratedon the thick length impaling her, stimulating her bringing her to the blindingpeak once again.

His breathing was raged and with each drive of his hips hismouth released a throaty groan against the hollowed of her throat. He was closeand she was right there with him ready to follow him over the edge. The firerapidly overflowed inside her bringing every inch of her skin alive. Every brushof his skin, every breath that slipped from his mouth set her on fire, almostthere. Then three little words spilled from his lips, three delicious wordsthat made her jump fully over the edge screaming out his name at the top of herlungs.

“I love you.” Those words whispered in her ear as Raphaelswelled inside her quivering walls delivering load after load of hot cumcoating her womb with his scorching seed. His warmth filled her drenching heras he roared out his peak with rough uneven drives of his hips. There would bebruises on her hips from his grasp the next morning but she didn’t care. Shedidn’t care if the world ended right now, she would die happy.  

As they came down from their high Raphael captured her mouthin a searing kiss as he gave the last few pumps of his release emptying himselfcompletely inside her. His body still pressed against her holding her to himImmogene could feel him trembling. Raphael was shaking like a leaf! Thebrute,the stubborn cocky asshole was trembling.

“Say it again.” She pleaded softly when their mouths disengagedwith a wet pop. 

“I love you.” It was a whisper that left his green lips seemingto float down her throat warming her belly again.

“Again.”

“Don’t press your luck.”

After a few moments to catch their breaths Raphael loweredImmogene to the floor and slipped free of her body allowing a warm trickle ofhis spent seed slip down her bare thighs. Grabbing a clean towel from her carthe knelt down and cleaned her gently before handing her underwear and pants.

Standing back to his full height Raphael pointed back to herbike and smiled, “So do I get the first ride of the season?”

“Not on your life brute.”

[adreamoverlife]

To see if I could.

((So the whole story basically what if Google had a obedience program that was almost like a drug? Like every time google completes a task, his system is flooded with a weird happiness chemical? This was supposed to make Google dependent on humans but eventually after nearly shutting down the program was disabled and Google learned to live without it? And Dark used the Host to find this out? And then Dark reactivated it?))

The library was without a doubt his favorite place in the building.

The sleek exterior of the office was simply a front for the many mix-matched floors and residents of the building. The contrasting floors were a headache to get through on a good day and there were days where the thought of going from the bright pink studio of Wilfords to the simplistic and grim office of Darkiplier was unbearable to the eyes. Even his own offices' antiseptic smell sometimes was too much for him. The messy array of syringes and pill bottles was stressful at most, and unbearable at worst. The Host had told him many times that he would be willing to help him organize it, but he had always declined. Feeling much too embarrassed to say otherwise.

The Hosts library, on the other hand, was a different story. It was a certain organized chaos that the Host seemed to glide through to locate any book he was looking for. It was a maze of tall shelves that only he knew the path. Combined with the low light of the sparsely place light bulbs that hung high above, to say it was enchanting was an understatement.

The Host allowed him to borrow books. a privilege no other ego had earned, and Edward had done everything he could to prove himself worthy of his trust. So when it finally came time to return the book, Edward stepped into the elevator and hit the button for Hosts level.

Edward fidgeted with the book, a small smile beginning to grace his face. He thought about what he would say the other ego. What could he say in order to keep up the conversation? The elevator dinged and he quickly looked up as the doors opened.

"Host?" He called out as stepped through the threshold into the darkened library. A chill ran down his spine, the silence hung heavy in the air. There were no pages turning, no hum of his recording equipment or soft words. The Host could've been asleep, but if he was he would have locked up the library. Host never liked people to wander in when he was away or otherwise unaware.

"Host? Are you alright?" He called again, walking into the near darkness. Footsteps echoed like thunder as he squinted his eyes in order to see. Trying to call the Hosts name again, he was left with no response. There was only one way to go from here, and that the Hosts Desk. Edward paused, feeling ashamed at his stupidity and pulled out his phone, turning on the flashlight. Even with the beam of light, he still managed to bump into two shelves before he reached the center recording room.

The beam of light stuck revealed a form slumped over at the desk, The radio equipment was dark and a display of opened books littered the wooden surface like discarded wrappers. The Host was arms were folded up to rest his head on the desk. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, something was wrong, But he just couldn't place what it was.

"Host! There you are, You had me worried!" Relief flooded through Edwards' bones, making him stumbled slightly as he quickly made his way over to the Host. As he got closer, he realized what had unsettled him.

His mind stalled as his hands shot into action, grabbing the Host by his shoulders to tilt his head up, the unconscious egos arms fell limply to his sides as his head tilted to the back of the chair.

Blood. Blood was everywhere. it tripped thickly from the Hosts half-lidded eye sockets down his face in rivers, then puddled on the table, staining every page it touched. Finally, it ran down the sides of the desk and settled on the floor.

"Host?! Host, can you hear me?" Edward used one hand to grab the Hosts chin and the other to shine a light into his eye sockets. Host had no response, and under Edwards' fingertips, he couldn't feel a pulse. Looking closer at his eye sockets, the darkened bleeding tissues was strangely punctured and bloody, almost like it’d been stabbed. Mumbling curse after curse, Edward unlocked his phone and scrolled til he saw the correct number.

The phone rang as Edward quickly glanced over the rest of the Host. There didn't seem to be any other injury, other than a few rips in the front of his trench coat, there wasn't any sign of a struggle. And definitely no sign of a knife or blade. Finally, the phone stopped ringing.

"Dr. Iplier, to what do I-"

“Red? Where’s Google?”

“Blue was called to a meeting with-“

"You know what- Shut up and get to the Hosts floor. He's bleeding out and I need you to help me get him to the clinic and to stabilize him." Edward was breathing too fast to speak calmly, but Red didn't comment.

"On my way."

Red hung up.

Shaking the radio host shoulders again, the doctor took a second to glance at the desk, and in that second he stopped breathing. On one page there were diagrams of what looked like a torso, but it wasn’t human. It was metal bended and twisted to have a shape of a human with synthetic skin on top of it. Another page had binary filling the blank space with a sketch of a glowing core in the center. another page had what looked like code words and programs all hidden once hidden with the book laid out to see. Broken bloodied pencils lay rolling off to the side. The worst thing however, came from what was on top of the books.

‘I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry.’

‘Please I’m so sorry’

‘Darkiplier never finds out what the host has learned and forgets about everything.’

The moment of Confusion was ended by a flash of pain in his chest as Edward turned back to Host, placing a gentle hand on his cheek.

“Oh Isaac…’

The door to the library flew open.

There was nothing better than code.

Simple, effective, coherent, all the things a human mind, at best, couldn't dream to be. His entire memory and mind was build from little numbers that spun and ticked to build thoughts from the sparks of electricity in his core. Although emotions weren't programmed into his internal A.I, when he was able to complete a task correctly, a certain lightness took hold of his chest compartment and just as quickly vanished. A program booting up and then just as quickly shutting down.he told himself that this was most likely a safety feature designed to deter him from disobeying, He was strong enough now to not need the program, even though after all this time, he still had yet to delete it.

This program wouldn't have mattered if he hadn't been so careless. It hadn't even remained in his recent memory banks. And it would have stayed that way if he had just deleted the damn thing.

It was in a meeting in the grim office on the top floor.

"Hello Google, I appreciate you showing up. I know it's technically after hours but I had some concerns I needed to bring up."

"Of course, Darkiplier. Unfortunately for me, it is never truly after hours."

Dark had smiled at that, a tight one-sided smile that revealed some of his teeth.

"Ah, Yes, You are quite overworked, aren't you?"

Despite the little numbers in his head informing him of his usefulness to the head ego, and thus his safety. Something else had his attention, a cold finger of [definition matched: Dread] Dread, ran along the cables in his lower chassis.

"I am essential to this project, I am always working because that's what the project requires. You need me."

"I do. but unfortunately, Google, What you've been giving me isn't what the project requires. And I’ve been informed that there’s a way to fix that.”

At this, Dark had gotten up, suave and smooth, the strange creaking sounds of overworked bones filled with dust echoed fainty like a faraway gunshot and black eyes filled Googles vision. Dark had gotten far too close far too quick, leaving the android to jerk roughly back as his mind spun round like a dreidel.

"You know Google, such a complex machine such as yourself, surely the engineers installed some sort of obedience program."

The honeyed words fazed through his synthetic skin and dripped into his wires and circuits like cold ink that buzzed like insects.

"I-I-"

Opening his mouth, the buzzing creatures filled his throat, rattling his voice box as Blue choked, errors flooding his system.

"Oh, don't worry Google. The Host already told me allllll about it~"

His ventilation system was seized by a shutter, Host? What had happened to-he opened his eyes to a carousel of blue and black, spinning like the numbers in his head. a piercing sound silenced the ticking in his head, and Google fell into a void. Never hitting the ground.

"Let's see what we can make of you."

Dark supposed his office wasn't the friendliest of places. And given his auras habit of lashing out, It certainly wasn't the place for arguments. Which was funny, Dark supposed, because this is where they usually happened.

Darks hands danced across the piano, humming along to the delicate sound, coolant and oil smearing against the keys from his fingers.

The doors slammed open, the sound echoing throughout the room. In the doorway stood a disheveled Dr. Iplier with rage radiating off of his skin so much it was almost tangible. His bright eyes found the head ego and he growled.

"What. The fuck. Did you do." The gritted words were almost amusing. and Dark didn't have to turn away from the piano to know that blood was dripping from the doctors' coat to the floor.

"So you found him in time, What a pity. The Host really had my hopes this time." The ringing began to get louder as if trying to drown the Edward out, but not this time, not when Dark had gone this far.

"What the fuck did you do to him? He almost died!"

"I'm well aware doctor-"

"Did you possess him? Hm? Mess with his visions? Tell me you fucking asshole what you did to him-" Edwards' voice had gotten louder, closer and angrier.

"I haven't touched him-"

"Like hell, you didn't!" He must have been a couple feet behind him now, and a twitch of annoyance ran through the dark ego.

"You've seen the damage, everything he did was self-inflicted. Perhaps he wanted to die." It wasn't entirely false, and moreover, it shocked the other into silence. For a moment, Dark thought he would turn around and storm out, but that moment was shattered Edward quickly took a breath and shouted.

"Fuck you! You made him do it!" The twitch of annoyance turned to calm. The Doctor had laid out his own wound and all Dark had to do was rub salt in it.

"The only thing I did was talk." He didn't even turn around. It was the truth. The simple honest truth. something he rarely gave. It was worth it when he heard Dr. Iplier choke. He could imagine his eyes going wide and his jaw slack.

"...Y-You talked him into killing himself?"

"All I did was talk."

"Why?" Dark smiles, a thin lifeless smile. His tilts his head to side glance at the stunned Doctor.

"...To see if I could.”

Pride filled his husk of a body, and he cracked his neck feeling satisfied as a echo of a uncomfortable feeling snapped into nothing.

“Where’s Google?”

As if on cue, the doctors phone rang. Dark couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped.

“Why don’t you run along now? I’m sure Google will be so happy to answer your questions.”

Two things happened with the next moment. One, With a crash, his desk lamp shattered next to his head. Two, footsteps stomped towards the door and slammed it shut.