The second Weapon

Her voice seemed to easily fill the space of the volcanic forge. It was melodic, yet something about it was weird. With Maka, I felt an instant urge to kiss her, to seduce her, and while I still felt that, there was also a healthy amount of hesitation and fear. Regardless, I still strode to her with the same intentions like when Maka appeared. She quirked an eyebrow and yet, didn't seem to mind. Our lips brushed against one another, our eyes closing, and all I felt was cold. I shot my eyes open, yet before I could pull back in confusion, the woman sucked in my bottom lip. It was enveloped in ice, and when I opened my mouth in shock, a lance of ice came in. I never had a kiss where I was the passive one. Her tongue explored my mouth, spreading cold. It found my tongue and became entwined in it. It tasted... like cold, spring water. Crisp and fresh, something that I did not expect from a tongue. Weird as the sensation was, she did not seem like pulling back and I was never one to push a woman away.

My hands, which were previously at my side, raised up, cupping each of her large tits. Her hands in turn, lowered towards my shaft. They were just as cold as her tongue, yet the heat that my body gave, allowed me to ignore such a thing. Or my blood was pumping so hard from arousal that hardly anything in existence would affect me. She pumped up and down as my hands fondled and massaged her chest. She moaned at the sensation and slowly pulled away, opening her gorgeous blue eyes. She spoke, yet did not stop her stroking, nor did she show a desire to stop my groping.

"Heh, most mortals first reaction to me is either shock or confusion, not to make out with me, though I'm not complaining, don't get me wrong. I wasn't planning on it, yet there's always time for some skinship! Tell me mortal, just how far do you really want to go with me?" I looked and saw that she was blushing faintly, and my powers detected that she was hiding a great deal of shock and lust behind those eyes. For a moment there, I thought my powers were not working on her like they did Maka, but I guess I needn't worry.

"As far as you are comfortable with." She hummed at those words and seemed to contemplate something. She turned her eyes to the side, and when I followed her gaze, I saw nothing but the streams of blue lava. I turned back to her, and she was still looking at the spot. After a few seconds, she once more met my eyes.

"Very well, we should have time to do what we need to do, and also have some fun." She then pushed me down to the ground. The sudden push surprised me and I went down, yet felt nothing on impact. She stood over me and I saw beneath her skirt, simple whit panties. Ones that was moved to the side by the woman's fingers. She lowered herself onto me and engulf my dick with her womanhood. Her honeypot was a weird blend of cold and hot and the different temperatures at the same time was actually pleasing to feel. I felt a barrier on entry that the girl ignored and just smashed through. She was incomprehensibly tight and required her to lift up and then back down a few times to ease me all the way in. I noticed blood on my dick and made the connection. Somehow, despite seeming to have no issue with being with a stranger so quickly, this sexy blonde beauty was a virgin. I eventually felt as I bottomed out in her, my tip touching her cervix. We both sat there just enjoying the feeling, before the urge to ask my question became too great.

"Are you really a virgin?" I couldn't successfully keep out how incredulous the idea was from my voice. She gave a little chuckle in response.

"Yes and no. I guess that is as good a segue into introductions as any other. I am, at the same time, ~ of ~ while also being Syeda, the girl who popularized the idea of the Magnifying Glass being a viable weapon." She gave a smile at the end and I think I was more confused than before.

"Uh, Paul Steele, nice to meet you. I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch the first name." She chuckled at my words.

"Makes sense, as my first name can only be perceived by divinities and entities of a higher existence. To keep it simple, I am a part of the Council, the same one that helped form your Soul Weapon. Unlike the others, however, my tactic to increase our numbers is different, though more on that later. Going back to the original question, yes, I am a virgin." At those words, she lifted her hips and gently brought them down, reminding me of just how tight she is. "But at the same time, I am not. My spirit has had many bodies and has laid with a lot of men and women, yet the body of my recent vessel, Syeda, was nice and virginal and I didn't really have a moment since acquiring it to fully 'test' it out. Luckily for you, we have enough time to rectify that." She gave me a look that easily got my motor going. Though her words did calm me down a little. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"What do you mean by vessel?" She lowered her body onto mine, and still kept us joined. Her breast flattened enjoyably against my chest and I matched her gorgeous gaze.

"I mean that upon her ****, I met with her and made a deal. I would take her body and keep it alive and healthy, and even allow her to control it for the majority of our time together. In exchange, when I need to do my duties, she will let me pilot her body until everything is done. Obviously, she happily accepted." It did not sound too bad, though I did have a question.

"And is she okay with what we just did? And why are you so cold? Not that I mind, of course!" This time it wasn't a chuckle, but a full on giggle.

"Oh you have no idea. Her greatest regret upon **** was dying as a poor little virgin. Even when she is in control most of the time, she still finds excuses or work that stops her from enjoying herself, so you could say that you are pleasing two women right now. As for the cold, it's just a side effect of what I am. A thousand or so years ago, the Council decided that its members need to become one with an element. This has a whole bunch of quirks and advantages, but more important to the Council, this provides us with perfect immortality. Unable to die to time, diseases, weapons, or anything else you might think of. Being perpetually cold to the touch is just a trait of being merged with the very concept of the Aether. Don't bother to ask if you can become one with an element, as only a single person can be the embodiment of an element. And the only way for a vacancy to open up, is if one of the Council decides they want to die. This is unlikely to happen, as such an event is easily prevented by taking vessels, like I did. Each vessel renews our will to live and makes the world seem as vibrant and wonderous as it possibly could be!"

Her smile shifted into a serious look.

"Now then, we can talk more later, and definitely have fun as well, but we need to get to the point of all this."

She raised herself until she was straddling me. She slowly lifted herself up and down as she continued to talk.

"As you just experience, the academy and the Council that leads it, finds those with a very particular Soul Wavelength and makes them wielders. The individuals get a loyal companion for their entire lives, and who double as powerful weapons that can help the wielders achieve their dreams. While the academy and the Council gets their personal army expanded. As you no doubt been told, only those with the exact soul can wield Soul Weapons?"

She did not let me have a second to answer before she continued. She sped up her lifting a little when she continued.

"Well, that's not true at all! I forge my own type of Soul Weapons, called Living Weapons, which can bond to far more people than just those with the right Soul Wavelength. I then find prime candidates to wield them, like you. People whose souls match close enough to become wielders. Since I am not as strict with my requirements as the Council, I find more people than they do. They don't particularly like that, but the added numbers I seem to just, magic into existence makes them let me do what I want to do, Not like they can really stop me. I'm not against their own process though, as finding the perfect wielder allows for much stronger weapons, as long as some... concessions are made. Before you ask, yes, I am one of the reasons that quirks appear in Soul Weapons, and would appreciate you not telling others." I couldn't separate my confusion from my tone at her words.

"And you told all this to some stranger that could go straight to them and tell them?" She leaned back down and gave me a sweet smile that was tinged with... danger.

"I don't see why you would choose those old, fat bastards over me, especially as they would definitely not approve of what you and Hinata were up to." I couldn't help the chill that crawled up my spine. "Don't worry babe, I will protect you from anything, just as long as we are on the same page." She straightened up again, and it was only now that I realize just how submissive I was being.

I quickly grabbed her by her hips and as gently as possible, rolled us over. I was towering above her, as she looked up at me with a smirk. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips. I began to thrust while locking lips with her. She sealed her mouth closed, playfully resisting me, as her eyes of mirth told me. I lightly traced the outside of her mouth with the tip of my tongue before gently biting her lower lips. When that didn't work, I used one of my hands which were currently holding me up, to reach towards her chest, trusting my other hand to hold my weight. I flipped her cute tie away and then slowly unbuttoned her shirt and when it was open, I lifted her white lacey bra. Even with all this, she kept her own hands where they were and didn't open her mouth. With her tits exposed fully, I simultaneously thrusted as hard and deep as I could safely go, while tugging on her nipple. Her mouth opened with a throaty moan, allowing my tongue to invade. We made out while we fucked, and having been essentially teased by Maka for at least thirty minutes and the unique feeling of my dick being both hot and cold at the same time, brought me close to the edge, and Syeda knew it.

"Ooooohh yes! Been so long since I felt the very nice present that only guys can give! Do it! Just let it out, Paul!" Her saying those words was the last straw, and I felt as my Delugian nature went to work. I looked right in Syeda's eyes as it happened. I almost laughed as her lustful eyes were replaced with confusion as she felt shot after shot of cum. As she quickly looked down, I did so as well, and saw my effect on her. Her belly bulged out from the cum entering her and then I felt the pressure as my cum wanted out.

I contemplated on keeping everything inside, as the Deluge Perk 'No Holding Back' would make such a thing harmless, yet eventually decided to let my sperm out. As much as it naturally could, as being this packed with cum no doubt means that some of it will be staying inside her for awhile.

"Huh, this is both very pleasant and concerning." I watched as Syeda massaged her stomach, which looked like it was two months into pregnancy. She seemed to be feeling a mix of confusion and contentment. She looked at me with a wry grin and a raised eyebrow. "Mind enlightening this simple girl of how this happened, O' Lord of Sperm." I chuckled at her words, especially as they were closer to the truth than she might think.

"Do you know about the Deluge?"

"A deluge of what?"

"That is what caused this, the Deluge. I am its newest vessel, bearing the great honor of being one with an ancient entity that is the embodiment of the sea and fertility. Due to that, when I cum, I cum a liters worth of virile cum."

"Hmmmm, never heard of it, but can't be too bad I suppose. I had a feeling you were more than just a simple man." After saying that, she stopped staring in my eyes and just looked down at her bump, still massaging it. "It definitely feels nice and I can still tell that you are good for round two, which we will definitely be having, but first, we really do need to at least begin the process." Huh, she took the news better than I thought. Or she has a way to stop my emotion sensing powers from working right.

She, with her legs stilled locked around me, drew my dick back in with little issue and merely kept me inside. Using strength that her frame did not show possible to hold, she flipped us around again where she was laying on me. She removed her right hand from where it had latched onto my side to help with the flipping, and stretched it out from her, palm up. From thin air, a deck of cards appeared in said palm and I had a feeling of what was going happen. She put the cards in the hand that had once held my weight.

"You know what to do from here, it's not that different from before. These cards show the different styles that my particular brand of Soul Weapon Wielders often uses. This choice won't confer some bonus or anything, just something to keep in mind when choosing other options." With that said, she slowly began going up and down. I groaned at the insatiable beauty and tried to focus on the cards and not the sinful squelching of my dick pumping out my cum from her.

Looking at the cards I chose, I chose the All-Rounder, as a mix of magic, defense, and offense seemed to be the best idea for fighting, at least to me. I showed her the card and she paused a little in her torturous movements, humming at my choice.

"I figured that you would choose that. Personally, before I ascended into a unstoppable titan of Ice, I preferred the Turtle style, as their is little need for any melee if you are quick enough with any range attacks. But I digress, any style is just as valid as the other." At her closing words, I felt the cards I held simply... fade away. She sighed and shuffled a little on top of me, like she was settling in and trying to get comfortable. "Now then, as you already wield a sword, I would recommend a Shield, Dagger, Gun, Axe, or Hammer to go with it. I guess it's as good a time as any to discuss what the difference is between what I do and what the rest do. The Council make Soul Weapons, designed for that specific person that has a specific type of Soul. I make Living Weapons, which houses a soul that can bond easily with a person with a compatible enough soul. Both are Soul Weapons with the same intrinsic qualities: Immortal, Unbreakable, Bound to their Wielder, etc. However, with some key differences that I will mention when they come up. Right now, in relation to choosing a weapon, is the difference in how the Weapons' personality form. For example, choosing a Blade does not make her a Tsundere like with a Soul Weapon. With Living Weapons, you can shape what personalities they have, with the only restrictions being that they must have three personality traits that naturally occur within their weapon types. Choose your weapon from these cards." In an instant, I felt something suddenly fill my previously empty hand that held the last set of cards. I set about at looking at them for the right choice when I saw something that shocked me.

"Wait, is this..." I paused as I didn't know how to approach this topic. Seeing me pause, she turned my hand that was holding a single card around, and sighed at it.

"Yep, that's her, er, well, me now I guess. When Syeda made the Magnifying Glass a popular weapon, she was chosen to be the face of the card. All the girls you see on these cards, are the ones who embodied those weapons the most, the perfect example of what wielders of those types of weapons should be."

"Why was Magnifying Glass not a choice with Maka." At this she rolled her eyes at me.

"The killer of Syeda, someone you should know already, having a quest about him and everything, made it his personal sick goal of collecting Magnifying Glass weapons. The Harem King did not simply stop at stealing his defeated opponents weapons, he 'used' them in front of his next victims, to let them know what was in store for their friend and partner whenever he claimed them. For some reason, he only did this with Magnifying Glass Wielders, thus the Council decided that for the duration of the Harem Kings tyranny, that such a weapon type should not be made again. I disagree with such an idiotic choice, so choose whatever you want! You already decided to fight the fucker anyway, so nothing would really change if you do decide on a weapon that provokes the lunatic." Ah, what a nice history lesson, I'm beginning to really hate this Harem King.

As it seems like a fairly niche tool, a Magnifying Glass does not seem like the weapon for me, even if it would be poetic for the Harem King to die to it. I made my choice. I chose Gun and told Syeda as much. As soon as I did, the cards in my hands changed once more.

"Yeah, they have became one of the the most popular weapon types for a reason. From movies, games, how cool they look, or a thousand other reasons, have caused the Gun Soul Weapons to become pretty prolific. Now, those cards that appeared, show the options for what your Living Weapon will be like. You can choose six traits, though three has to be what Guns typically possess. Which means choosing Serious, Formal, Cold, Disciplined, Energetic. I have a suspicion that you will also choose Romantic and Perverted, Mr. 'kiss a girl before finding out her name'." She spoke with a teasing grin and then said no more after her truthful statement, waiting for me to choose. She resumed her motions and feeling the pleasure of joining with her, almost made me put a stop on making my weapon, almost. I truly had no intention on slowing the process down. The faster we get done, the faster that I will gain a new weapon, as well as being able to fully focus on Syeda.

I looked at my cards and chose Perverted, Disciplined, Serious, Humble, Formal, and, of course, Romantic. The thought of a proper gunslinger lady who is both lewd and loving while also trying to appear as professional as possible had a very high appeal to it. Syeda gave a chuckle at the choices when I showed her.

"A dream girl if I ever saw one. I can already imagine her trying to keep a straight face and good posture as she is riding you for the fourth time in a single day."

Seemingly inspired by her own words, she pushed herself upright and began slowly gyrating her hips, the friction being quite pleasurable to my still willingly trapped cock.

"With the foundation of your Living Weapon set, Now its time for another explanation of the differences between Soul Weapons and Living Weapons. Excluding the Minor and Major changes that the material of your weapon will bring, you will have a great deal of influence to how your weapon's human form will look like. While some choices are pure cosmetic, others will decide what runes they will have, or the base weight they possess. And yes, you heard that right, their appearance will give them runes. Living Weapons are a lot less based off of their wielders than Soul Weapons are, due to not having that 'just right' Soul Wavelength that the Council looks for. As such, Living Weapons have less choices when it comes to runes, and what runes they do get access to, are mainly centered on their body. As a trade-off, Living Weapon runes are more powerful than Soul Weapons, as while they might not allow reincarnation or time travel, they do boast around twice the strength and efficiency as the same rune of Soul Weapons. For instance, the Fire rune of a Living Weapon will always beat out the Pyro-kinesis of a Soul Weapon, as long as both wielders have around the same experience as the other, and not adding in the effects of certain materials. Essentially, though I am loathed to admit it, A Living Weapon is a Blunt tool when compared to the efficiency and elegance of a Soul Weapon. But I digress, please choose the specifics you want."

With those words, and like before, the personality cards disappeared and new cards took their place. Looking over them and with the heat of the chains coming back, I decided on a Red hair color, and got a feeling that I could choose any color on the spectrum of Red, so I chose crimson and a Blue Azure hair color. For hair Length, I chose Long and then focused on eye colors. This part was very interesting, as this was completely different than what I experience when making a Soul Weapon. None of the runes or materials, beside Wyrmscale, had an effect when I struck someone with my weapon, much less as powerful as some of these are. Blunt they might be called, yet I doubt that it would be a simple and easy fight between a Soul Weapon and a Living Weapon. Of the choices, I picked Purple, as inflicting visual hallucinations during a situation where sight was vital just seemed like the obvious choice, and Blue so that the will of my enemy is crumbling while they are subjugated to their delusions. Like with Maka, Syeda did not notice multiple choices being made, probably for the best.

Interesting enough, Skin Color didn't confer any runes, even though it would cause the most visual change than the others. I chose Pale, as that would make her crimson and azure hair and Purple and Blue eyes stand out more. For her body, I chose:

Tall+6

Average+5

Busty+8

Thin+4

Ripped+8

I can't wait to see her appear before me like Ashley did. I told Syeda my choices and all but the body cards that I selected disappeared, with new ones taking their place.

"Mmmm, what wonderful choices! I can already imagine the sexy body that you chose being formed, and I'm just salivating over the future big titty Amazon. Also, fun fact! The world your going to, Ruyanei, actually has Amazons on it. An all-female race of muscled bound warriors that sees strength and endurance as the prime requirements for their mates! Fuck a couple of them in my name please!" She said all this with a salacious smile and the flexing of her abdominal muscles. Praise be to Kegel exercises, or whatever training that Syeda does that allowed such a wonder. "Now to one of the most important parts of the process, choosing the Material of your weapon. You already know what all is involved, including the most important part, Weight Modifiers. Remember, keep the weight in the recommended range for your weapon!" With that, she started to bounce up and down on me, apparently ready for another round, though her grinding already kinda told me that.

With Herculean effort, I was able to still focus on the cards and noticed that they didn't show the molds that Maka's cards showed. Expected, I guess, as this was a different forge and everything, but I was still disappointed. After looking at everything, my choice was essentially the same as with my Soul Weapon. Faelloy was just Tifaenium with an older name. The extra rune and increased magical power was just as tempting now as it was earlier. I also chose Silktouched, as that would technically make my gun into a grappling gun, a spider themed one but still.

When I vocalized my choice, it wasn't Syeda that responded to me, it was the lava. With my focus on the cards and the women on me, I had almost forgotten that we were surrounded by lava. Such forgetfulness faded when the lava to my right, uh...'burped up' a gun. Despite not concentrating on it as I did with my Soul Weapon, it still came out like I wanted it to.

A .44 magnum pistol with a bit more thickness than normal. Its crystalline metal glimmered in a web-like pattern, as though a spider had spun a web of energy into a gun. In between the strands of energy was a gentle bluish metal and the only spot it wasn't either, was at the grip, where it was seemingly made from a familiar white leather.

It floated towards us, into the waiting hands of the still bouncing Syeda, who gently placed it on my chest. Like with my first weapon, it was merely warm, and not the scorching hotness one would expect from metal that was just in Magma. She stilled, unfortunately, and got to the final parts of the weapons forging.

"Now it's time for the miscellaneous runes! You already have the two from her hair and eyes, and with the ability to choose two-four more, your weapon shall possess six runes! Three more than the average Soul Weapon user, like Maka, has! No offense to her. Of course, with what has been done to yours, six is such a paltry number, especially since Living Weapons can't withstand Quirks, so this is all you got!" I felt new cards settle in my hands, yet before I focus on them, I had to ask her.

"Why can't they? Aren't you the one that makes quirks happen?" At my question, she looked stupefied, before releasing a surprised laugh. After a few seconds of laughing, she looked at me, with the occasional giggle still coming up.

"Oh, I wish that was true, but most definitely no. The Council oversees the production of the weapons and the guidance of the weapons wielders. The power comes from beings far greater than us. Beings who bears a very strong desire for these weapons to be produced as often as it is possible."

"Beings such as the Trinity of Deities?" At my words, she truly became shocked, not reacting for nearly a minute.

"How-how do you know that?"

"Well, I-" Before I could say more, she pressed her right pointer on my lips.

"You know what, don't answer that. If for whatever reason the gods let you know about them, than that is between you and them and I have no interest in getting in the middle. However, I also don't want to find out that you got yourself killed because of either ignorance or confusion. So listen closely with no interruption please. The Council is made up of five individuals that carry out the will of three goddesses, who are each others siblings and call themselves the Trinity of Deities. I, as the embodiment of the Aether, is under the direct command of ~, who is the most perverted of them and is, uh, proud of it. I could say her domains, yet just like with her name, you probably can't comprehend it. She is the one who inflicted the creations of her sibling, ~, with quirks, and also made the process of making them sexual. She tried the same to ~, but failed. For your benefit I shall call the deities A, B, and C. I operate under B, the embodiments of Prana and Soul operate under A, and the embodiments of Entropy and Wither are under the strict purview of C. Soul Weapons like what you made with Maka, was made with the power of A, while the Living Weapon we are making now is powered by B. You are not likely to meet many, but C makes Soul Warriors and-"

"That is actually next on the list for me." Syeda froze mid-sentence and only after a few seconds, looked at me incredulously.

"Wh-what?" I wondered if what I am about to do is a smart idea, but might as well go all in. I willed for the Calling card and gave it to her. She hesitated on touching it, before finally taking it to look at it closely. Turing it over a few times with glimmering eyes, she looked at me dumbfounded. How did you get this?"

"It was apparently sent by all three for services that The Deluge rendered them."

"The same Deluge that made you cum a whole liter?"

"Yep!" I popped the 'P' at the end for emphasis.

She opened her mouth for a second, no doubt to continue asking questions, but seemingly no longer wanted to know.

"I-like I said, I don't want to get too involved with the goddesses and their business." At this she sighed and gave me a small smile. "Look man, you're growing on me, so I will let you know a few things before we continue. Provided, of course, that when a situation occurs later on that involves the Council, that you trust me, Okay?"

I didn't want to make any hasty promises, but the **** look on her face was more than convincing, and the wide smile she gave me when I nodded to her request made me feel infinitely better about my choice. She, while still straddling me and keeping my dick warm/freezing with the insides of her body, began to explain.

"We don't have time, nor the security, to cover everything that you need to know, that will just have to happen when we next meet. Meeting me should be easy as I can be reached at the academy on Ruyanei. However, we DO have time for three essential topics. First, never, ever, EVER, tell anyone that you possess a Soul Weapon, a Living Weapon, while also being a Soul Warrior. Such a combination would make you extremely dangerous in everyone else's eyes, and since the Harem King also has that combination, people will draw unflattering parallels between the two of you. Unless you tell other people, no one will figure it out even if they see you use all three together, as they will just assume that the other two are merely mimics and not the real deal. Secondly, when you go to become a Soul Warrior, DO NOT let them know that you possess a Soul Weapon and a Living Weapon, as whoever will guide you in that process will undoubtedly be an insufferable asshole that will snitch on you to the Council. Don't worry, I will try to hide your nature as much as possible, just don't be blatant and you will be good. And thirdly and most importantly, do not come to the academy without collecting all your lost runes and putting down the Harem King. You will need the power and prestige you will get from doing so to prevent being labelled as a threat by the Council and locked within your own World Line. The Council are some of the few entities that can instantly tell what you are, but their sight and powers are bound by treaties to the academy. If you gain enough power and prestige, than I will be able to convince the Council that you are too important to make our enemy. You, uh, might have to act submissive to me when I make my pitch, by the way."

I rewarded her question with a firm tug of both of her nipples, which drew a surprised and delightful moan.

"Very well, but I expect you to make it up to me later." She huskily chuckled, and when she spoke, her words were tinged with lust.

"Try and stop me, now please choose the goddamn runes so we can fuck like rabbits already!" Not one to disappoint a lady, I quickly look through the choices and easily found my picks. Simplication Rune for a quality of life improvement, Echo Strike for a strategic advantage, Speedpainting because it was essentially OP when combined with the Evertimber from my first Soul Weapon, and lastly, Telepathy, as it is essential for any relationship between lovers, especially ones who are planning on fighting together. When told of my choices, Syeda quickly etched to runes in, and with a flash, my new weapon was ready. As my weapon begun to shine, indicating that it was about to transform, Syeda chucked it away, which I was a little insulted at, being my new lifelong partner and all, even though I knew why she did it.

Halfway in the air, she transformed. Just like with Ashley, the woman that appeared was breath-taking, akin to living art. Her four-armed body was perfectly sculpted and shaped, bound by muscles and imbued by extremely feminine assets. She looked around, confused, as seemingly all Soul Weapons do when newly made. At this point, I realized that Syeda did not go into a trance to find a spirit for my weapon, though I wasn't in the right state of mind to question her about it.

When my new lifelong partner looked at me, all her details became apparent. Long pointed ears that defied gravity just like her chest, which was truly prodigious. Her pale skin was a perfect canvas for her braided Crimson and Azure hair which was accompanied by six bright and glowing Violet Purple and Crystal Blue eyes which barely fit on her perfectly proportioned human head. Eyes which took me in, all of me. Or, at least, all that was not covered by the body of Syeda. She stood there with a slowly growing blush, gazing both at my eyes and the spot where I and the blonde beauty on me were joined. No one made a word, so I figured I would say something. But before I could, a flash of light appeared next to the Living Weapon and Ashley appeared, looking stunned at the, to her, sudden transition.

"Now then, be good little girls and watch as I fuck your man, 'k." At those words she started to bounce up and down once more. However unwillingly, I held her hips so that she would stop.

"I would like nothing more than to get to fucking, but I need to give her a name first." Syeda looked down at me, bewildered.

"Wait, you are one of those people who actually names their weapons?" I couldn't help furrow my brow at her.

"Yeah, is that not... common courtesy?" At that, the busty blonde chuckled atop me.

"No, it is not, well, not common I mean. While it use to be the norm, lately, wielders have begun to see their weapons as either mere tools that needs no names, only purpose, or they see them as an extension of themselves. While the second group sounds better than the first, both thought processes strip a Soul Weapon of their individuality. While the Council can advise against such ideas, we can't **** anything. But enough interruptions, name your new partner, lover boy, and let's get back to giving them a show!" I chuckled at her words and looked towards my weapons. Ashley was avoiding eye contact, though from my empath abilities, I could tell she was aroused by the sight. My second weapon made no attempt to conceal where her eyes went, though she did match my gaze when she noticed I was looking, blushing up a storm.

"Do you have any preferences or thoughts on a name?" She gave me a shy smile and shook her head. I thought about it, and recalled what Syeda said while I was deciding the details of her body, of making an Amazon. "How about Diana Steele, then?"

"Th-that sounds nice." She gave me a wide smile and I really wanted to cuddle her then. However, Syeda had waited enough.

"Nice to meet you Diana, now how about you and Ashley come kneel by us, so that we can show the both of you how to fuck."

"And why the fuck would I want to see that idiot fucking with anyone!" Ashley yelled out, actually looking our way for once with an admittedly scary glare.

"So that a useless virgin like you won't completely disappoint Paul when he, for whatever reason, wants to actually touch you." Those were the harshest words I have heard all day... was it still the same day where my dinner with Zynthia was interrupted? Either way, I didn't expect Syeda to become so cruel all of a sudden. Before I could come to my adorable tsundere weapons' defense, Syeda continued. "Or are you one of those losers who lets the person they love get fucked by everyone else?"

"I-I don't-"

"No one believes you, honey. Both Paul and I are empaths. He has sensed you love and lust from the very second you were brought into the material plane." Ashley whipped her eyes to me and I could only nod at her. A fierce blush took over her face and she averted her eyes. "Now, when you finally decide to act on your feelings, you will need to know what to do, so, and I won't say it again, kneel down before us and watch me fuck your man. And no touching yourself!"

At this, Ashley said nothing, merely walking up to us until only three feet remained, and then falling to her knees, still avoiding eye contact. The volcanic floor not seeming to bother her, though now that I think of it, I was laying on the ground and actually felt pretty comfortable, so maybe there was more magic happening around us then I thought. Syeda turned her eyes towards the newly named Diana, who flinched at the sudden attention. Before Syeda said anything, Diana spoke.

"I-I know, watch you be with Paul, take notes, and keep my hands off myself, got it ma'am!" Quickly she moved next to Ashley and also knelt, though she then shuffled to the side, about a foot away from her. I couldn't help but emit a small chuckle at her words, and neither could Syeda. The blue-eyed babe then focused back on me.

"Now that we have a beautiful audience and no other obligations, it's time for round two!" There was no more waiting. She crashed onto me, our lips meeting with a bruising ****, as her hips jumped up and down rapidly and her tits squashing into my chest. The slapping of flesh echoing around us. The mixture of her mystically cold body and the heat that comes naturally to a woman's cavern consuming my entire attention once more. I was not usually passive, yet Syeda was an exception. It was her tongue, not mine, that explored the other's mouth. It was her hips and her body that determined the paste, not my own, though I did try to match her thrusts with my own. And it was her eyes that entranced me, that drew me in. My hands raised instinctively, both going to her still skirt covered ass, going under the fabric and groping the soft flesh there.

That was probably the hottest thing about all this. She was seemingly so lustful that she didn't even had time to take her clothes off, and to be fair, if I had still kept my clothes, I wouldn't have bothered with them too much either. Had the feeling of cumming deep in her not been so great, then I would feel disappointed that my first load hadn't soaked her cute witch's hat or stained her cloak. Absently, I wondered if the next time we meet, if I could convince her to give me a handjob with her tie. I thought of this as our joining continued, Syeda moaning into my mouth, before she broke our kiss and looked to my still watching weapons. I gazed at them as well, having almost forgot that they were watching us.

Diana couldn't take her eyes off our bodies nor stop her hands that was inching towards her pussy, and only belatedly realized that we were looking at her. She blushed and gave us a small smile as her hands quickly moved away, pretending as though we didn't see anything. Ashley, however, had a weird look on her face. A look of arousal mixed with sadness and... guilt? My powers might sense what others feel, though that only helps if the person knows what they are feeling themselves. Ashley's eyes were looking at me, yet after a second she looked away.

"Ashley, do you want a kiss?" My words made my first weapon jump a little, and she looked at me in shock. Shock which was quickly hid behind a face of disgust, a face that didn't fool my senses. I knew that such a simple question had made her happy.

"Why would I want to kiss you! You are literally fucking someone!" Almost as if prompted, Syeda moaned loudly, and slammed her hips down, bringing my dick all the way to her cervix. She then leaned down and began leaving a trail of freezing kisses on my neck. I saw Ashley's eyes twitch and her only hand curling into a fist, though she made no other moves.

"Very well, I won't **** you too, but you seemed like you wanted one. How about you Diana?" I saw my second weapon perk up and she rapidly nodded, moving towards me on all fours, or six I should say. Syeda didn't mind nor did she slow down our crashing hips, as Diana and I's lips met gently. It was more loving than it had any right to be, considering the circumstances. With Syeda kissing my neck, and Diana occupying my mouth, I had almost thought that the person who started to take my right hand into their own was one of those two. But then I realized that Diana was using both sets of her hands to hold herself up, and Syeda was doing so as well, as I felt them on the sides of my body. I broke off my kiss with Diana, who then started to kiss the other side of my neck, and saw Ashley had come to my side and took my hand into hers. She was looking away, yet I could still see her blush. I saw her eye flicker to me from the corner of her eye, before they went back to looking in the distance. She said nothing, and I did not feel compelled to say anything either. I squeezed her hand and then went back to kissing Diana. Surrounded by such beautiful ladies and feeling such wonderful sensations, I was rapidly approaching my second climax. Something that Syeda felt, as she lift one of her hands up to Diana's head and gently pushed it back.

"Sorry girl, but your man is about to explode and it's only right that he finishes while we are kissing." With that, her lips were on mine once more, urgent and wanting. Diana didn't wait a second after pouting a little at her, before she started kissing my neck. After a few more seconds, I felt a familiar surge of pleasure. As my load surged out, Syeda laid her body entirely on me, allowing me to feel as her stomach bulged from the liter of cum pouring into her already cum-soaked pussy. Her belly grew larger this time than the last, and such a sensation must have been extremely pleasurable, as Syeda came half way through my orgasm. I felt Ashley's hand tightened to an almost painful level at the sounds we were making, my groans and Syeda's moans which was muffled by each other's mouths.

Our kiss broke and my gaze were torn from Syeda's pleasure filled face, to my cute tsundere's jealous visage. She looked at Syeda's rapidly expanding stomach and then looked me right in the eye. A mere flash of hesitation appeared in her eyes before her lips slammed down on me. It was a possessive kiss, one meant to show others that I was hers and she was mine. She took the hand she was still holding, and brought it to her mound, letting me feel how wet she was.

The four of us stayed like that, Diana kissing my neck, Syeda enjoying her orgasm and being filled beyond normal limits, and me and Ashley nearly suffocating ourselves as we refused to break our kiss, or we would had either one of us still needed air. After a while, I felt Syeda raise her hips, the pressure of the trapped cum inside her trying to get out making such an action more pleasurable than usual.

"I-I think we should have enough time for another round." Syeda moaned those words in a way that implied that they, in fact, did not have enough time, but who was I to complain.