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Ichiro' Apartment

a part of Victus Per Vitualamen, by SofiUnnie.

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Image Oh, he was not going to talk about it. But the fact that this boy had the effect on him like no one else ever had... It was... mindblowing, it was... somehow right. Not the fact that he was turned on, but the fact that they had met like this. Was this what Takeshi had planned all this long? Damnit. Damnit all.

Luci carried Hiromasa to Ichiro' apartment, and the more he was in contact with that boy in his arms, the worse his sexual energy got. It felt like he was going to explode. Setting his student to the couch in the livingroom, he was dragged away by Kochou into the guest room and made him sit on the armed-chair.

Image ."Before we can make you work on Hikari, we'll have to let Ichiro take care of that problem of yours. The energy you have now is... going all over the places and it is affecting me as well." She was stern and Luci, although he hated that thought of having a stranger... do something to him, although he was close person to Chou and Takeshi, he still... couldn't, but he had to. It was a commant. An order.

"Stay here. I will send Ichiro here."

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ImageHiromasa's mind was hazy, and it took him a moment to process that he was in Ichiro's apartment. He stared tiredly up at Luscious as he was laid gently on the couch, feeling the need to sleep beginning to overwhelm him. But then the priest was gone, and Hiro was alone. Before he could speak, the desire to rest became too much, and he slipped unconscious.

Not long after Hiro fell asleep, Takeshi appeared with Ichiro. The half-breed was holding Hikari in his arms, and when noticing Hiro was already asleep on his sofa, glanced curiously at Takeshi.

"I'll take her to your room. Kochou is in the guest room. She needs your assistance," he stated, taking Hikari carefully from Ichiro. "Go wash your hands beforehand." Ichiro paused, obvious concern on his face. Takeshi offered a rare, soft smile. "She'll be okay, Ichiro. Don't worry."

The half-breed then nodded before doing as told. He washed his hands in the kitchen sink, then headed towards the guest room to find Kochou.

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Image Lucious' appearance had changed due to the strong sexual energy that was oozing out of him as if he was living spring. It had stained all of this room, and it was only Kochou' own power that kept it going outside of that room. As soon as Ichiro stepped in, his step-mother nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "Take care of him and his problem. He can't heal Hikari and Lucelle before he is all balanced out again. Not all of us need to go insane. Please, and if possible - make it quick!"

The dark haired female stepped outside of the room, leaving shattered and completely embarrassed Luscious alone with the incubi, who was about to reveal its real colors. Two small horns had appeared from Luci' forehead and his white hair were untangled from that ponytail he always had in his real form... or as real as it could get for the actual, demonic form. He swallowed, feeling like he wanted to disappear back to his curch and deal with this alone, but he couldn't. Orders were orders and all he could mumble was: "Please, be gentle.... okay?"

Andrew had followed Takeshi and others through the portal, falling against the wall in the livingroom, staring at his own small wound on his cheek. The blood was thick and black, and he brought it to his nose, sniffing it and looking up at Kochou, who was also worried about him: "It is some kind of a poison and it doesn't let me heal myself. I know Luci has some antidote or... maybe you can help me?"
"Will it cause too much of damage if we wait on it a bit longer?"
"Nah, I can do this, but it will just be more painful later."
"Alright, just stay here," Kochou said, turned around and went to Ichiro' bedroom, leaning beside the bed and grabbing the shell' lifeless hand into hers, looking up at Takeshi: "Andrew is hurt as well, but he will live. He is... Luscious' army' general, after all."

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ImageTakeshi was standing over the bed, watching over their adopted daughter with a lavender eyes of concern. When Kochou entered, he watched his wife as she drew closer. He then placed a hand on her shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"This attack wasn't from the council," he murmured. "This is different. It's coming from an outside source, but I can't figure out who it might be."

As soon as Ichiro had entered the guest room, the wall of sexual energy hit him so hard, he stumbled back and slammed into the wall, shutting his eyes tightly as he tried to regain his composure. He panted softly, trying to focus on what Kochou had said. Take care of Luscious?

The incubus swallowed and opened his eyes, revealing two swirling golden orbs. All other people in his apartment-- including Hikari-- were swept from his mind, his sole purpose becoming servicing this demon, and feeding off his energy. Ichiro's own aura grew stronger, making the sexual tension in the room grow even thicker.

"I see you've got a little... problem," he stated, voice smooth and sultry as he smirked at Luscious. "I can make that go away."

Ichiro moved forward and leaned down, running his hands over Luci's chest and resting them on his shoulders.

"Boss says we've got to be quick," he whispered with a wink. "Would you like my hand or my mouth?"

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Image A lot of information, if not all that was about Andrew, was only known for Takeshi, Lusci and Kochou; but she knew that Ichiro needed to be let in on that secret as well. It was the first meeting of Luscious and Ichiro, and she wasn't sure of what will happen next. All of this... it didn't feel like The Council, but she sure was going to find out what was going on.

"I figured the same, but still... I will find out whom it is, whatever it takes. No one threatens my family like this, no one," her emerald green eyes had turned into complete black, few dark moths appearing around Ichiro' bedroom. She was worried, furious and angry. Anxious, even.

"I can sense both of their spirits," she added, holding onto Hikari' hand, "Lucelle is drained out of spiritual energy, not all of it, but some... the vital part is shivering. If we can at least get Hikari councious again, we can see through her eyes what it was."

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Everything was swilring around him, as Luscious tried to hold the last bit of composure that there was left. He kept shivering, as he was staring at Ichiro, eyes filled with lust and passion that had been kept locked for all these centuries and beyond. What had Hiromasa done to him?

"I....," he managed to speak, with weak voice, going insane, "M-m-m-mouth... I g-g-g-guess..."

It was too much for him, and this boy' touch was electrifing, making him go nuts. It was impossible to hold himself back, and finally letting go just a little bit, he leaned closer to Ichiro and pressed his delicious demon-lips on incubus' lips, pulling the boy into his lap. What had taken over him, he doesn't know, but he was certain that he wanted to give all of this energy away so he could heal Lucelle and Hikari.

It just... Ichiro tasted so good!

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ImageTakeshi gave Kochou's shoulder another reassuring squeeze.

"We'll find out who did this," he whispered. "Together. And then, the two of us can make them pay for what they've done." The demon leaned down and pressed a kiss to her temple, only willing to be gentle and vulnerable with his wife. "You're not alone in this anymore."

Takeshi then glanced back down at their daughter.

"Ichiro might be the best option for drawing Hikari out, but um..." He then chuckled. "We'll have to wait."

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Ichiro moaned softly into the kiss, shifting to straddle Luscious as he pressed against him.

"As you wish," he murmured against the priest's lips.

Swiftly, yet smoothly, Ichiro moved to kneel before Luscious, keeping eye contact with the other man as he reached out and pushed the folds of his robes away, removing what clothing restricted his access before finally shifting his gaze down to Luci's now-exposed member. He arched a brow.

"Impressive," the incubus stated with a lick of his lips.

Ichiro's mind was hazy with lust, and all he could think about was pleasuring this man. There was something nagging at him, something important... Hikari... She was... hurt? That thought was quickly erased from his mind as he leaned forward and ran his tongue teasingly from base to tip, once again raising his eyes to stare up at Luscious.

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Image Black moths in the room shivered, and Kochou sighed, looking up at Takeshi: "All of this... whomever did this, he crossed wrong people. They all will be burning in hell and we will be their hell."

Kochou tossed a glare at the lifeless body in front of her and she held her breath for a moment. "As much as I hate this situation, I am glad that we have someone to play with. I was getting rather bored."


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He had never... like ever been so naked in front of anyone in his existence, and it felt somehow... thrilling... and freeing. As Ichiro was murmuring against his lips, Luci stuck out his tongue and licked boy' lips, letting a low growl come out, practically moaning. His appearance changed once more and he was in full beastly form of his. The armed-chair' legs gave in and they landed against the floor with it. He had grown taller, his muscles firm and his red horns growing higher - one full, while the other one was much smaller. Long hair like a sea around them both.

As of yet, only Kochou and Lucelle had seen this form of his, but as he was unable to hold his full control, he became to be his truest self, hovering over Ichiro in magnificent height. He was a true monster.

Tossing his head backwards, his member twitched in joy. The heat around them was gradually growing, and Luci slid his monstrous looking finger over Ichiro' cheek, then grabbing boy' shoulder, but not causing any hurt. Instead of the more feminine and elegant voice that was usually present, there was this low and rather... eager voice: "As much as I would love this to continue, we must not stall, Boy. After everything has calmed down, I am all yours." His eyes flashed in lust, and the invitation was real.

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ImageTakeshi snickered. "Yes, things were getting a bit too peaceful. We both need chaos to live, don't we?"

He then sighed. "I just wish it didn't have to involve our family..."

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Ichiro took a moment to drink in Luci's true form, humming in approval. He himself had once unleashed what was considered to be his "true form" during his last trip to visit his mother, and knew it to be freeing.

With a smirk, he gave the priest's length a slow, tantalizing stroke, then nodded.

"As you wish~," he practically purred.

Within the next few seconds he had taken as much of Luci into his mouth as he could, starting with a slow yet steady pace, the tip of Luscious' member hitting the back of his throat each time he moved his head downward. Ichiro shut his eyes, wincing every so often as he controlled his gag reflex and focused on bringing as much pleasure as possible to this glorious demon.