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Reimu doesn't know how it ended up like this, but what was left of her cognisant thoughts bellowed at her stop this, to not reciprocate.

However, it was too late now. 

She had tasted the fruits from the demon herself; the craving for more imminent.

Through the blur of her lidded vision, she makes out blue eyes, familiar in shade which sends her senses awry because those were Alice's eyes.

Weren't they?

And yet, her fists twirl around strands of silver as she feels the weight of the warm body on top of her, of a hand sneaking between her thighs, of fingers curling within to make her grimace.

Alice wasn't always this rough during sex, at least not to this level where Reimu felt her limbs being tested as she held on, the floor of the shrine digging into her back while she felt the figure on her increase her fervent pace.

She can't look away from those eyes or the way those lips grin, salacious and scathing. 

Reimu.

That wasn't Alice's voice.

This was wrong.

But Reimu couldn't stop herself as she offered more to her, her hands now wrapped around this woman's back as the overwhelming sensation of breaking apart subsumed her.

The name which tumbled out of her mouth..it felt and tasted forbidden.

And yet, she screamed it.

Shinki!

Reimu's mind was teetering on the brink of going blank as the breath in her lungs came to a crashing halt when her body refused to hold on, succumbing to the unkempt pleasures swirling within her and it would continue after she reached her high.

Over and over.

Shinki didn't stop, carrying out the deed of taking and tainting her daughter's lover.

And for reasons Reimu couldn't understand, she let her.

She refused to let Shinki go as she gripped her hair and brought her face down to kiss the goddess, to breath her in.

It shouldn't have happened, even if they were alone together for a brief moment.

But Shinki knew how to cut deep, how to crawl under her skin, how to shake her from the inside like the deity she was.

Reimu vaguely recalls Shinki's lips near her ear before this happened, the distinct scent of alcohol, the temptation in the demon's voice.

It shouldn't have happened

But those words wove around Reimu and turned her blood into a rushing stream of desire which drowned all thoughts of Alice in it.

What Alice doesn't know.

Those were the final words slithered out from between Shinki's lips before she kissed her.

Reimu felt the dredge of her mistake as she dropped her head back down and looked away as Shinki removed her hand, the dampness hugging her hip when she gripped her there.

Had it been that easy for Shinki to get her on her back like this, a few saccharine words, several impassioned touches over her thigh, a ghost of a kiss to her neck, is that all it took?

Was this a testament to Reimu's own wavering love for Alice, so lacking that it was so simple to do this with her mother?

Reimu shudders as she covered her face with her hand but Shinki wouldn't allow that.

The goddess wanted to reap her rewards.

So she grabbed Reimu's wrist and kept it pinned on the floor while her other hand gripped the underside of the brunette's jaw, making Reimu look directly into her eyes.

Again, the shade hammered home Reimu's treacherous actions and betrayal which permeated the air, sticking to the walls of the room.

More so when Shinki leaned down, her lips moving over Reimu's jaw till she could whisper in her ear.

The words rendered Reimu immobile, her already moribund mind whittled down to nothing.

This secret will remain between you and me, won't it, Reimu?

Reimu clenched her teeth and dug the nails of her free hand into Shinki's shoulder, burying in till she drew blood, each drop sliding down.

Because now that you have experienced me, you will find Alice lacking.

Shinki was wrong and Reimu wanted to yell this out as she freed herself to shove the goddess off of her before she faced away, curling her body within herself.

But she felt Shinki's gaze on her, as well as her hand which skimmed up and down her spine, and then up again till Shinki grabbed a fistful of the priestess's hair. She then moved in closer till the heat of her breath burned against the nape of Reimu's neck.

Reimu closed her eyes, willing for the emptiness in her chest to be filled by Alice but it was too late now because all she could react to was the ardent voice in her ear.

Shinki's abhorrent concluding statement would have Reimu motionless, leaving her to fester in the execrable actions.

And when you do, you will look for me.

***

Unaware of Shinki's visit to the shrine the previous night, Alice remained blissfully unaware of what had transpired as she greeted Reimu when she arrived the following afternoon.

Reimu wouldn't look her in the eyes as she was embraced by the blonde near the door which was still open.

The magician pulled back and looked at Reimu, concerned at how indifferent Reimu appeared and the way her gaze seemed to be elsewhere.

So she placed her hand on Reimu's cheek, the other around her as she leaned in.

Reimu?

How similar it had sounded to the voice from the night before.

Reimu felt that decrepit part of her which had been invaded by Shinki's sinistrous stimulations surface.

All she could offer Alice was a faint smile to cover up the reprehensible lies, ensuring that she was fine as she closed the distance between them and kissed her, or at least let Alice kiss her.

The display of affection felt too unnerving, too gentle, too normal.

There was nothing chaotic and greedy in the way Alice held her and it felt underwhelming.

Tame.

Reimu's eyes remained open while Alice kissed her, taking in the blonde strands which sometimes appeared silver in the light of the afternoon sun.

The maelstrom of emotions tore Reimu apart, her mind now an anathema of depravity because of Shinki.

Her hold on Alice was weak, her hold on reality was even more tenuous and Reimu didn't know which was worse.

Her answer would be made for her when she looked outside as Alice's hands went to the ribbon around her collar, pulling it off before her hands crawled up Reimu's top.

Reimu couldn't remove her eyes from the cave heading to Makai, the inexplicable urge to go there scratching at the back of her head.

Whatever Alice was doing seemed obsolete, like she was touching the husk of a doll, commanding Reimu to her whims and Reimu seemed to oblige, only out of habit and not out of want.

Because Reimu's mind had been melded with the tendrils of darkness planted by Shinki, leaching off of her till it was Shinki who was commanding Reimu to her whims.

Perhaps it was a trait of those who ruled over Makai, and would do so one day.

To create dolls out of the humans they desired.