Edea clamped down on her emotions on seeing Rosa face-to-face for the first time like this. "Miss Farrell. This summoner, Yuna, has fallen ill from an unknown malady. I wish for you to work on curing her. The Garden's resources are at your disposal." She stiffly nodded at Rosa, and, with a sweeping glance at the guardians, left the room.
Rosa set to interrogating Yuna's guardians about the events of the previous days, from Yuna's abduction to her return in her fiendish form, to their arrival at Garden. Eventually, she came to a basic conclusion.
"She appears to be under the influence of a monstrously powerful force, something strong enough to sever her emotional ties to the rest of the world. Titus, you must stay. The rest of you, please leave us for now."
"What! Leave Yuna?" Shouted Wakka, visibly upset. Auron restrained him with a glance, and wordlessly guided him toward the door. The rest of the guardians followed morosely.
Rosa stepped over to the intercom set into the wall. "Excuse me, please find a student by the name of Rick, staying with Rosa Farrell in the dorms, and send him to this room. Quickly, if possible."
"Excuse me, Rosa, but what exactly are you planning on doing?"
Rosa sighed. "I've never dealt with anything like this before, Titus, so I'm going on instinct here. When Yuna was subdued aboard the pirate's ship, it was her strong connection to you that broke the seal. That's why I'm grateful that you and Yuna were not separated by that pirate woman -- if Yuna here were to be brought here without you, I doubt that the evil inside of her would stay dormant for long."
There was a knock at the door, and a guard escorted Rick into the room. "Thank you, that will be all," Rosa said, dismissing him.
***
Edea forced herself to concentrate on the matter at hand, Rosa's breasts still invading her thoughts periodically. Happily, there was something else to focus on before her: the Pirate Captain Faris. She stood on the far side of a one-way mirror and watched as Faris was stripped down and searched extremely thoroughly by a trio of high-level Skanks. She was unusually docile, save her biting wit, which the Skanks kept up with line-for-line, trading insults about each other's bodies like other people make small talk. She really would have been a marvelous Skank.
Finally, the search was completed, and Edea entered the room, Faris still completely naked. "So the Queen Skank finally arrives. What, did you get tired of watching your floozies feeling me up and came to do it yourself?"
"Shut up. I need you to do something for me."
"And why should I help you, O Lord of the Bitches?"
"Because I can make all those warrants go away. I can get you back your ship. And, I think you might like this part, I can give you that blond boy back."
Faris attempted to look non-plussed, but Edea's trained eye could see her body tense at the mention of him, her vaginal lips spasm involuntarily. She smiled. "You've heard of the Troia Beauty Pageant..."
***
Rosa quickly brought Rick up to speed, skimming over the parts he said he already understood, a good ways out of earshot of Titus. "THAT'S your plan?" Rick said, rather shocked that prim-and-proper Rosa had come up with something so... daring.
"It's all I can think of Rick, the only thing I can do to save her. The longer we wait, the worse our chances become."
"Well, fine, I'm game. What about Titus?"
"He already agreed, in theory. We'll see."
They rejoined Titus at Yuna's bedside. "Titus, Rick, please undress Yuna, and then undress yourselves. Rosa was already pulling up a chair and perched herself on it, positively brimming with magical energy, having just downed a caseload of ethers.
Rick and Titus sized each other up, both rather impressed by the other's endowments, but both feeling confident that they were the larger of the two. Titus was having a hard time keeping his eyes off of Yuna's breasts, still marveling at just how large she was, while Rick, while still impressed, felt safe knowing that Rosa's were larger still.
Rosa cast a warmup spell, and suddenly Rick and Titus were at full erection. "Now then, Titus, please pick up Yuna and Rick, help him with her. Stand behind her." They maneuvered into position, Titus getting a face-full of Yuna's rack. Despite himself, he took a little lick of her nipple, and Yuna moaned, almost inaudibly. "That's good. Now, lower her into position, Titus." Rosa began her casting. "Curaga. Curaja. Holy. Dispell." A litany of white magic flowed from the white mage into Yuna, as Titus penetrated Yuna for the first time. Her body stiffened. "Rick, now, enter her from behind. Curaja. Dispell." Rick stepped up and, with a little trepidation, carefully probed Yuna's ass with the tip of his penis.
"Cura. Bravery. Curaja. Dispell." Rosa took a moment out of her casting regimen to throw a Bravery at Rick, who perked up and thrust forward into Yuna, who gave a startled cry, muffled by her still-closed mouth. Rosa chugged a Elixer and kept going.
Titus lifted Yuna up and carefully slid her back down, and her whole body shuddered. Rick felt amazing with his entire enormous dick completely inside Yuna's ass, which was tighter than he thought possible. He was getting into it now, and so, it appeared, was Titus, who brought Yuna's lips to his mouth and kissed her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. They began pumping in rhythm within her.
"Yes, keep it up. Curaja. Give Yuna's soul something concrete here to hold on to, and we can force out the corruption. Dispell." Rosa encouraged them. And it seemed to be working -- Yuna was beginning to move again, her body starting to respond to the dual pistons of Rick and Titus.
***
"That's it?"
"That's it, Faris. Do that for me, and you get back your freedom, and I'll throw in Titus."
"Queen Bitch, you got yourself a deal."
***
"Ahhh! Uhhhgh! Aurhhhgh!" Yuna sounded, well, terrible. Rick and Titus were still pounding away, and Rick was starting to worry. She'd become much more, well, Sephiroth-like in the last few minutes, her hair lengthening and turning silver, and two nubs of wings beginning to poke out her back.
"Keep going!" shouted Rosa. "This is the crucial step! She must reject the corruption whole-heartedly! Dispell!" Just as she said this, there was a terrible flash of green mako-esque light from Yuna's face. When Titus was able to see again, he saw that Yuna's eyes were open for the first time, and that they were her heterochromatic spirals again, not the monochrome green orbs of the corruption.
"It's working!" She shouted. Rosa nodded and kept casting.
The next to go were the wings. As Rick slammed into a particularly deep thrust, her back arched, and the two wings, which had grown rather large at this point, shot off her body, skittered across the polished floor, and burst into ashes. "Shit!" Rick shouted as they barely missed his head.
"Not much longer now," Rosa intoned, as both Rick and Titus could feel Yuna inching closer and closer to orgasm. They themselves had managed this long with magical assistance from Rosa, and even with that, they were tiring, and coming close to their own explosions.
After just a few more moments, Rosa cast something in a language that Rick wasn't familiar with and stopped. "Now, bring her to oragasm, Titus! Rick, withdraw." Rick fell back away from the pair, spent utterly. He'd gone on for much longer fuck sessions with Rosa before; how could he be so tired and not even have cum once?
Titus and Yuna were closer to equals now, two lovers making wild love, with Yuna wrapped around Titus' waist, kissing him back, moaning and groaning as he lifted her up and down on his shaft. They built and built, and then, with one earth-shattering shout, they climaxed together. The room was bathed in pure white light, blinding for a moment both Rick and Rosa.
When their vision cleared, they were greeted by the sight of Titus and Yuna, still completely naked, standing front-to-front, kissing in what Rick considered the deepest kiss he'd ever seen. Clark Gable would be impressed, if he existed in this universe.
What, exactly, are your plans for that plot thread in Troia? I know you two had left that out there as a eventual goal a while back; is that still on? I figured that I'd leave it vague so that the details could be filled in later.
Exhausting sex is exhausting to write.
Wed Dec 24 04:22:37 2008