Finis Chaldea

[Bloodedge]

"It's no concern of mine anyway," Sukuna reacted. Ereshkigal could even fail at her goal as a result of getting what she asked for, and Sukuna would simply continue pummeling away until he was satisfied. Ereshkigal asked, so it was her responsibility to make the exchange work out the way she intended; he would just provide the... mana.

Ishtar could never make things work in her favor. This entire day so far, everything she said produced the opposite effect she desired... and she stuck to her proverbial guns. It was made clear that Ishtar would not like hearing such things from Ereshkigal while the latter was getting what she wanted... or rather, what they both wanted. "You heard her. Say even more. Make sure she really gets to see that 'high and mighty' attitude she keeps bitching about," he said to Ereshkigal. Indeed, Ishtar could have just shut her mouth. Maybe if she did, things would be less traumatizing for both women present. Alas, that was not to be; Ishtar's mouth could only be stopped manually.

Having exposed himself, Sukuna was able to casually observe the approach of Ereshkigal, all while the goddess discarded the vast majority of her own clothing. There was much intent in his observation, and much interest in this new look of hers. One sleeve clung to her arm, one similar article clung to her leg, and two pairs of eyes scanned the entirety of her form with those light ornamentations. Ah, and the seal remained active even now; Sukuna had almost forgotten about that part during the annoying uprising of that throbbing Source. Well, he could certainly make use of that, since Ereshkigal had offered all but a method of penetration. A bit of goading was in order. "What now? You don't seem like you're ready to be taken while standing straight," Sukuna said as one hand reached out, nails gliding against the skin of Ereshkigal's collarbone. That same scratching motion made its way along her sternum, traveling between her breasts and down her abdomen. "It probably wouldn't help if I split you in half and put you back together around my dick. I could split you in half either way, though," he added with a strong hint of cheek.

[Apollymi]

"Bleh-" that sound was all. Was it childish? Yes. Was it unnecessary? Yes. But did Ereshkigal regret doing it? Not at the moment. Though she had no reason to behave so childishly all the time, she found it far too easy to do so when it came to Sukuna. Whatever the case, Ishtar couldn't shut up long enough to save them both some extra heartache. Of course, Ereshkigal didn't care if Ishtar hurt her own feelings by falling to the simplest of provocations. It was only an annoying matter to her because she was the one forced to act outside of her own desires to make that happen. "I don't own a high and mighty attitude. It's not my fault she deflects all the time," said Ereshkigal. This was the truth, Ereshkigal or Kur as she was previously known tended to herself and didn't even talk to anyone unless they were dead or in direct need of her in some way.

And what was this? There was a different form of torture in the immediate future of Ereshkigal. She, in approaching Sukuna directly had sharpened nails drawn across her collarbones in before his hand began traveling. All the same that activated tattoo on her body made her feel the whole of it as an overstimulating experience. The kind which of course left her knees shaking just a bit. She found herself squirming a bit under his attention. What was he saying? How, she shouldn't be taken upright, she'd end up split in half. Her eyes widened and that reddened face of hers gained an extra tint. "I didn't think that'd be a problem..." she mused. How did she want to be taken if not standing straight? Ah, he did like the kind of flexible she was, there was one position she could always take which would be an interesting way to start. She propped herself up on her elbows with her bottom in the air and her legs spread wide. "This works right?" she said looking over her shoulder at the demon who'd been bound to her. This was a fine position and one Ishtar looked at and still didn't really get.

[Bloodedge]

Ereshkigal could offer all the snark and childish rebuts she liked; it would not change a single fact or coming event. Ah, but she knew that. Unlike the wilting goddess, she had a functional brain of her own, and wouldn't hesitate to make use of it. As for Ereshkigal's attitude as alleged by Ishtar, the death goddess rejected the idea of possessing such a thing. Ishtar was projecting her own ridiculousness onto others, yes, but that didn't matter. "Get one, and show it to your dying sis. Make sure the last thing she gets is a good long look and listen at you getting something she wanted~" he insisted. Sukuna took a deep inhale after speaking, seeming to be really taking in the potential of ongoing events. Oh, it could be so incredible!

Moving right along, it was high time to actually start something. Sukuna simply dragging a nail along Ereshkigal's torso had her quivering. During the first session, he'd been sure to put her under druglike effect before any penetration occurred. Now, she'd not been afflicted by anything but the seal. Was the seal even something he wanted to leave intact this time? Upon seeing the goddess turn around and take the very same pose that caused his first spark of true interest, he decided... no. Sukuna's grin grew along with his tool, and the seal upon Ereshkigal's body shrank back into the original. He leaned forward, and each hand slapped downward on either side of the goddess' lifted arse, remaining in place thereafter. A fine position indeed! "It works~" he said while snickering. The act of Sukuna erecting his own posture then happened to be the same as his effort to penetrate. His nails firmed against her backside as his girth inched its way past her opening and deep into the canal beyond. If the observing Ishtar didn't understand this position, there was something even more wrong with her than Sukuna thought.

[Apollymi]

According to the demon she was bound to, Ereshkigal should get a high and mighty attitude and rub it in. He claimed that she should show her sister, Ereshkigal getting for herself something that her sister had wanted. Hm, she hadn't really considered that before. It wasn't like Ereshkigal was the type to rub in her victory, but maybe she should? It wasn't like Ishtar herself didn't consistently do that sort of thing to other people, and though Ereshkigal was a rather humble individual, she did win this one, and won it hard for what that was worth. "She still doesn't even know what to do with it. It's not like she can keep it! Ku-" these were the words of Ishtar even while being forced to watch such a thing, also another bite to her tongue. When would she learn?

"Makes that claim, obviously still wants it enough to keep talking. You are not making this any easier for you..." Speaking of winning that tattoo on her person seemed to recede into her body. Strange, she'd been starting to adjust the to constant pleasantry of that situation. Its recession would stop everything she felt from being pleasurable but the position she'd taken was obviously one of interest to Sukuna. To hands were brought down upon her rear, and while it wasn't just painful... there was a certain sting to his hands on her bottom. Then he straightened his own posture and once more pushed himself into her depths. His thickness made its way all the way into her canal where it seemed to belong and given her positioning Ereshkigal felt it all the way in her chest along with the gentle vibrations of her own nether, "Aaah, it's so deep!~" Right. She'd not felt it for what it was initially. Her current speech was that of realization. With her own mind still in place she could feel the true depth he was reaching in her person. It was a rather snug fit in addition to the blood rushing to her head. Ishtar, now nursing another bite on her tongue seemed to be watching less interested in the fun Ereshkigal was having and watching instead Sukuna's aggressive treatment of the youngest goddess' body. That was what she wanted? Why did Kur get to have it?

[Bloodedge]

Ereshkigal couldn't keep it? Sukuna was very much in disbelief of that. Though her first experience had been one of forced pleasure and erratic senses, he figured the lack of forcing would be something she found enjoyable in its own right. A brief adjustment period may be required, but that, too, could be counted as the suffering Sukuna so thoroughly enjoyed. Perhaps Ereshkigal would find no less enjoyment than he, in whatever way she managed. . .

It was not without effort that Sukuna plunged his way into Ereshkigal's body. The way she felt everything earlier must have made insertion easier, as the current push forward somehow showed more resistance. Those pulses from Ereshkigal's side of things were enough of a sign, but it seemed she would also be compliant and vocal, much to his satisfaction and Ishtar's... education as it were. So deep, she called out. When these words were spoken, Sukuna found them... entertaining. Why? Well, he'd make that clear. "Kehahaha! That's not even half!" he stated. Indeed, the demon was still pushing forward at a pace that was admittedly agonizing for him. Regardless, he'd reach the end of that canal soon enough... though that alone wouldn't stop his forward progress. Ereshkigal sought mana transfer for creation and Source stabilization. Sukuna understood that nothing could be stable without first experiencing erraticism. Besides, as a demon, he was quite used to breaching barriers of all sorts to find his place.

[Apollymi]

Ereshkigal was being subjected to a not so sudden entry with added friction. Perhaps it was simply because her mind had been completely frazzled the first time. Or maybe it had something to do with only forced pleasurable sensations, she'd found that previous entry a lot less sensational than this one overall. Of course, that wasn't to say she didn't like, it, for her it was simply a different sort of agony to experience. It would of course, only be made worse by the laughing mention of Sukuna. It was only half in? "ONLY HALF WHAT?! IMPOSSIBLE!" she seemed to be genuinely surprised and she was. Regardless of the adjustment period, it wasn't exactly negative to experience it this way. Her hips were being held and she found herself wiggling just a tad as the rest of the distance was pushed. It was such a strange added bit of pressure, still she did not find herself unhappy.

Only half? Was there something to this position that Ishtar didn't understand. It seemed as if it was quite enjoyable, even if a baby like Kur couldn't completely appreciate it. Maybe she'd try it sometime... maybe she'd show this demon of hers how it was really done! Yes, that was a belief she managed even while the teasing of Kur in her presence seemed admittedly less ill-intentioned than she would have liked. It was almost like this demon enjoyed terrorizing Kur just to take care of her a bit afterwards. It was sort of disgusting for something that was supposed to be evil to have doting tendencies. Of course, she could at least accept them if they were aimed at her, though he'd need more adjusting. Never should he be allowed to forget what was best! Yes, that was it...

Still, push and push he did. Ereshkigal was sure he'd gone well past what should have been the end of her. she felt a push past a barrier of a different source at the end of this thrust. It sent a jolt of sensation straight into her brain from this angle and she was certain it caused an almost rippling tightening of her nether from opening to core. Her mouth opened and small panting breaths came out. Still she had a little nagging itch somewhere in the back of mind a question to ask? Well... she'd shift her hips just a bit against his while she relaxed against her own arms. Actually, she'd like to experience more of those jolts of sensation. Even without the overall pleasure of the seal on her person this was something she'd likely come to enjoy all on her own. Strange she didn't consider that the layering of different sensations might make this better. "Yeah, definitely too deep. Don't let it stop you though~" she probably should have been a bit more considerate of herself but there was no time like the present to test her own limits and she was quite accepting of the attention even with the added stress of it being not simply a pleasurable experience.

[Bloodedge]

There was another thing Sukuna had once been told. Impossibility was, for one of his ilk, only a matter of effort and willingness. Such had always been the case for the Prime Destroyer, and the notion was passed along to the following generation. Here and now, Sukuna figured he could start truly taking advantage of being beyond this world's sense of reason. Deep was a word that would only be accepted when there was no more room to move forward... and he had more space to fill at the moment.

So then, the initial thrust would continue. Sukuna felt (and even heard) Ereshkigal's reaction to having her cervix bypassed. Ah, but that wasn't all. He was not here simply to enter her womb, but to treat it as a second canal for his thrusting. Ereshkigal thought she wanted to experience more of those jolts from the initial penetration? She'd get a bit more than that. By the time Sukuna's pelvis reached the flesh of her backside, he could go for a leisurely swim within her womb. In fact, his hips were already swirling about to produce such an effect. The clutch of a cervix was something Sukuna found himself fancying quite a bit; he'd be making utmost use of that extra-firm clutch. "I wouldn't stop anyway," he stated as fact. With that, he'd waste no further time. Gone was that strange swirling he'd been doing as if to wedge against Ereshkigal's cervix. Now, he instead began thrusting with unnecessary force, each withdrawal only far enough to leave that particular orifice closing around his head before the shaft plunged in again.

[Apollymi]

The depth reached by Sukuna was one which he was keen to go beyond. It wasn't like Ereshkigal would be the one to try and stop him, and given this fact she soon found herself with the head of his manhood swimming around inside of her womb, well past the natural limitations presented by her body. What an interesting feeling that was. It was pressure and movement the likes of which her body had yet to know. He moved around in her womb like a baby normally would but with much more purpose than aimless movements. She found herself strangely moaning at the sensation, wishing to cup her stomach but not currently having the use of her arms to do so. "That's... I..." Oh?

Those little hiccup type speech bits were apparently normal for Ereshkigal as she figured out what it was she was trying to say. But here and now there was something quite different happening. In the time before this, she'd been kept at the edge of her own pleasure for the duration and only allowed to feel the best part at the time where Sukuna felt it was right. Here and now however she felt those repeated thrusts past her cervix and found herself stunned. Her vision was blurring, her insides were tightening and even the muscles in her legs were jumping. All of this happened as a rather intense amount of pressure built at her apex, how very strange. "Wait, wait, wait...that feels, good. Too good. If you keep doing it like that I'll... " there was a pause from her. What was the right word to describe the way she felt? That mind breaking, mind-numbing, sight clarifying sensation... there had to be a word for it that made sense.

All the while Ishtar was forced to watch as her younger sister got pummeled to a pulp. It seemed rather strange, watching the girl sigh, hiccup and cute her way through the kind of sex that Ishtar herself wanted to be having. It was more annoying knowing she'd been made lesser by this young woman's presence. Obviously, this was some sort of punishment for trying to boss around a demon and in the end she'd be given exactly this treatment too. Yes, that made the most sense. How long would it take him to get bored of this particular kind of drilling? Hopefully only a few more minutes right?

[Bloodedge]

Sukuna thrusted and thrusted, letting himself be more physically satisfied this time around. It wasn't always all about the torture; he wanted to enjoy the pleasures of a physical body as well. This time around, he would focus more on that aspect of the exchange. In doing so, apparently there was a very quick build-up to the workings of Ereshkigal's loins. That chamber of creation would continue being pummeled, with the result seemingly being... something Ereshkigal either couldn't get around to saying, or didn't have the words for.

Ah, but Sukuna knew the words─ many viable words, in fact. Whether Ereshkigal found the right phrasing or not, Sukuna would not be stopped. He'd ensure she reached a point of hyperconsciousness, and lo... he'd do it all seemingly before Ereshkigal found her word. "Have a present!" he said excitedly. On the very next thrust, Sukuna's right hand slapped Ereshkigal's backside once more. Both hands then clutched, nails digging into the flesh of her bottom until skin was broken. In that same moment, his seed was spilled en masse directly into the goddess' womb, and still, his thrusting didn't stop. Ereshkigal had made a request. Could he meet those demands with a single deposit? Sukuna wasn't sure, but the answer wouldn't stop him from continuing regardless. As for how long it took him to become bored of this kind of drilling, well... probably longer than it would take for Ereshkigal to complete her Source or lose consciousness─ whichever came first.

[Apollymi]

Torture and physical pleasure. That was the order for this part of the evening. Ishtar watched as Ereshkigal was pummeled repeatedly. At the same time, she couldn't help but be jealous of the other woman getting to enjoy herself. She was perfection incarnate and here and now she wasn't even being allowed to partake. It had to be some sort of crime right? Kur for all her supposed goodness couldn't even express herself properly. And that was something considered cute, wasn't it?

Ereshkigal in this moment, didn't know if she was considered cute. Here and now she could only feel. She could feel the knocking past the depths of her being, she could feel the consistent clenching of her walls. She could feel the vibration of her core, and something else. A clap onto her bottom, by Sukuna and then the feeling of his claws digging into her bottom. She couldn't even get out the name of that feeling before he was offering her a gift and it was rushing over her. The roughness to her bottom and the rushing against her core caused the whole of her body to convulse. She'd hit the peak of that sensation and it was spilling over and it would only be increased. Here and now, mana flooded her loins from Sukuna directly and she was subjected to the rather sudden influx of it's delirium causing effects as well as the physical aspect of pooling. It was a rush, she was bursting forward, she was moving through time and space, she was physically stuck in place, she was. "Cumming!~" That word made a bit more sense now didn't it? It wasn't just about the mana for humans who didn't even know of power. It was about the rush, the feeling and everything else.

At the same time her mind had finally sped up, while her body continued to be pummeled while she continued to feel the vibrations of her physical body, her mind sped up and her source slowed down. Here and now she looked in her subconscious at something that looked like a tangled ball of thread and could see threads rushing in two directions. One forwards, one backwards... and here and now her little hands were enough to begin pulling them apart. So she did. Each strand was followed and separated until she two very separate and spinning balls of her source. She'd managed not to hurt herself. But they weren't properly combined. No instead they were thumping oppositely and in unison, like a savage drumbeat. In doing so her physical form gained more and more light. She seemed to be on the verge of explosion but that wasn't it. She simply needed to put the other half of her outside to help harmonize better. "This is amazing! But I have to break, first~"