Chapter 1: Judgement x Brunhilde
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In all blunt honesty, the very thought- no, the very notion that the High Prosecutor of Hell would be in a relationship with one of the 13 valkyries of Valhalla would be nothing short of absurd. But as the saying goes, truth is stranger than fiction. Judgement and Brunhilde got off to a great start in their relationship.
Even if most of it involved sex.
"Nggh... fuck! What's got you worked up?" Judgement grunted lustfully.
She and Brunhilde were in a sauna, but rather than relax in the steam-filled room, they prefer to go at it like beasts in heat. To wit, Brunhilde was riding Judgement's cock like her life depended on it, all while the latter was groping her tits.
"The gods are being assholes," the valkyrie moaned. "What else?"
Judgement chuckled despite herself. "The usual then. Guess I better help relieve your stress."
She moved her hands to Brunhilde's waist and began to thrust into her much faster than before. The valkyrie's tits bounced freely now that they were no longer held.
"I guess you've got your own stress that needs relief, don't you?"
"Don't tempt me."
The sauna was filled with moans and flesh smacking, amplified by the sweat accumulating on the duo's bodies. Judgement seemed the most affected by her own lust and raised Brunhilde's arm up, sensually licking the sweat from her armpit.
"Guh... you're a real freak, you know that?" Brunhilde asked between moans.
"You love it," Judgement taunted. "Just as much as I loved you giving me a rimjob while stroking my cock a while back."
"Oh, of course you would bring that up," Brunhilde moaned.
Judgement thrusted a few more times before cumming in Brunhilde's pussy, causing both of them to moan loudly.
"Ah..." Brunhilde sighed contently.
The two kissed each other.
Chapter 2: Esdeath x Yan
Summary:
Esdeath decides to punish Yan by having her twerk for her... endlessly.
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"Selling products at ridiculous prices... surely you know such actions would bring about retribution," Esdeath said in a dangerous tone, stroking her obscenly massive cock. "I better not see you stop shaking that fat ass of yours."
Yan groaned as she continued twerking for the sadastic general. She (in her own opinion) was only doing what any other merchant does: selling products at reasonable prices. So what if those prices were in the ten thousands? The products were of high quality. But according to law enforcement, she was ripping people off. And what followed was... rather ridiculous.
Esdeath arrested her on the spot, took her to her chambers and placed a collar that would do something horrible to her if her demands aren't met. Yan was terrified beyond measure, but didn't realize that Esdeath was more or less bluffing on what would happen. From what she heard, all the collar would do would give whoever was unfortunate enough to wear it a mild shock.
"I was only selling valuable items at reasonable prices!" Yan protested as she bounced her ass up and down, sweat pouring from every part of her body. "I don't see the damn problem!"
"Those prices were only reasonable to the well endowed," Esdeath remarked, stroking her cock. "And yet, you were selling them to regular civilians. What, do you think they were just rolling around in money or something?"
"Why do you care?" Yan shot back. "It's not like I was ripping them off! Those products were fully tested by others and can vouch for their authenticity! Money is no object!"
"I'll make you into my sex object if you keep aruging with me on this," Esdeath threatened, stroking her cock even faster.
Yan groaned as she continued twerking.
"What did I do to deserve this?"