View from Below

“I’m not… I’m sorry, could you clarify that a little bit?” John stumbled over his words as he tried to process what Adantia had just said. “I, uh… I feel like I might have misheard you.”

“Bottom, huh? Yeah, you’ve kind of got that energy about you,” Adantia said, laughing as she reached down, unceremoniously stripping off her dress to reveal her impressive figure.

“That’s not what I’m saying, I’m just-” John stumbled, words not coming easily between his surprise and the fact that he was unable to stop himself from directly staring at Adantia’s impeccable physique. The outfit she wore already revealed the well-toned muscles of her arms, but now as Adantia loosened the strings holding her dress tight and raised it over her head, it became undeniable how much work she had put into her form. Every muscle was taut and toned, even as she stood relaxed by the side of the bed. Her sculpted abs flowed and rippled as she bent to remove her shoes.

“It’s fine, I don’t mind doing all the work. Lay down and try to last, your friends probably want to sleep a few more hours. And if you’re worried about them, you shouldn’t be. Between the normal range of my aura sensing and the cables I’ve got lining this entire motel plus half the surrounding block, they’re completely safe. Nothing is gonna get anywhere near this place without me knowing.”

“Look you’re… incredibly attractive, but I didn’t come in here to take advantage of you after your nightmares, I just wanted to-”

“You think you could take advantage of me? You’re cute, don’t ruin it by opening your naive little mouth,” Adantia said, rolling her eyes. “This isn’t some coping mechanism or whatever you think it is. I just really don’t want to go back to sleep now, and I need a way to pass time. Plus, I haven’t had a good fuck in literally years.”

“I mean, that makes sense. I just wasn’t expecting you to be so… casual about it? I mean, you’re pretty blunt, but you can see where I’d be a little shocked, right?” John said, feeling a bit of the surprise finally fading.

“No, I can’t, actually. I know you’re new to the Abyss, but seriously, sex is practically a hobby for most people. When you’re alive, young, and pretty for as long as-” Adantia paused for a moment, a look of realization coming over her expression. “Oh shit! I forgot you got discovered by the Brightons, of all people. Still weird thinking about the Order being in America. You actually don’t realize how horny the Abyss is, do you?”

Adantia actively giggled at that last remark while John blushed and remained silent. Not only because of the implications of her statement, but because John did in fact realize how horny at least some parts of the Abyss were… but all the chiding from Moira and the ever-dutiful notations from Tricia about his creations’ “mating habits” had given him at least the passing impression that his abilities were particularly unusual or perverse for the Abyss. Perhaps he didn’t need to be so ashamed about almost all of his creations being unusually attractive women…

”Yeah, looking back on it, I probably shouldn’t feel so guilt tripped about sex stuff by an emotionally-stunted scientist and a religious leader...” John noted, not for the first time, but for the first time with a properly outside perspective. Well, aside from that time Kim had tipsily mounted him in the hot springs of her private Barrier…

“The Golden Rose are the perfect example, actually. You think the Abyss wasn’t meant to be perverted? What kind of horny goddess do you think gives people crazy power that goes away as soon as you lose your virginity, then makes it so every time you use the damn abilities you get crazy horny?! If their ‘Lady’ isn’t a kinky bitch, she’s a hell of a sadist.”

John chuckled at the idea of an extremely kinky goddess toying with her worshippers by turning them into eternally horny warriors in her own name. He couldn’t say it was a bad deal, considering his Shard seemed to do much the same thing, but with amplified anger instead of libido.

“Look, I’m gonna be honest, your innocence is adorable, but it’s also killing the mood pretty quickly. Are you in, or out? And to be clear, I mean in me, or out of the room.”

“Alright, okay, I’m in,” John said at last.

“Not yet, you’re not,” Adantia replied with a new heat to her voice, finally sitting down on the bed and relaxing a bit. Her legs spread gently across the sheets of the bed, giving John his first proper look at Adantia’s lower lips, a rosy pink with just a slight glisten to them from her arousal. John couldn’t help but notice that isolation had not caused Adantia to wane on her self-care routine – she was totally shaven from the waist down, save for a thin landing strip directly above her clit.

“Since you did literally break into my room, why don’t you start things off with the best kind of apology?” Adantia asked, placing her palms on her inner thighs and spreading her entrance wide, giving John a tantalizing view of the treasure that awaited him.

“With pleasure,” John said agreeably, making his way to the bed and gently kneeling before her.

“I sure hope so, or you’re doing something wrong.”

Ignoring the last quip, John rested his hands on the top of Adantia’s legs as he leaned in and began to kiss and knead his way up her thighs. As his lips touched on her soft skin and firm, unyielding muscles, he half-expected her to say something about being too gentle or hesitant, but Adantia made no such complaints. In fact, during the few times he glanced up at her, Adantia seemed quite content with his actions. Her hands were resting loosely on the bed sheets and she made the occasional soft, encouraging humming sound to keep him going.

Inch by inch John nudged his way up her legs until he encountered the first softness he had yet found on her weaponized body. The outer lips of Adantia’s core were thin, but soft and delectably warm against John’s lips as he brushed against them. Adantia let out a satisfied, almost smug sigh as John made contact, a sound that quickly faded into a deeper moan as John began working her body more earnestly. John tightened his fingers around her tensed legs as he leaned in more deeply, finally venturing out with his tongue to take a long, sensual lick up the crease of her slit.

Adantia’s hand found its way into John’s auburn locks, not gripping but simply resting there, with the barest pressure applied to encourage John further. It didn’t take much prodding; John was already fully immersed in his ministrations, enjoying the unusually sweet taste of Adantia’s pussy. She tasted a bit like honey, with such an undeniable flavor of sugar and succulence that John was quite certain she’d enchanted the flavor of her own body, whether temporarily or permanently.

“Enjoying yourself? I told you the Abyss was perverted. Tons of sex magic out there, not that the Order is ever going to teach you about it. Maybe if we survive the year, I’ll teach you some of the tricks I’ve picked up…” Adantia said, sounding almost taunting as she increased the **** she was applying to John’s head.

For his part John tried to focus more on the task at hand, not only enjoying the moment himself but trying his hardest to ensure Adantia did as well. She was a bit more stoic than John’s usual lovers, but the subtle, subdued nature of her sighs and moans made them all the more satisfying when John was able to pry them from her lips. As the minutes wore on, John’s desire to stimulate her only grew stronger, his right hand joined his lips, and he added one, then two fingers to the mix. While his lips played gleefully along Adantia’s upper slit and teased her budding clit gently, his fingers played inside her moist core, feeling the almost unnervingly strong walls of her inner womanhood clenching around them with each thrust and curl.

But John felt an unusual need to press Adantia a bit further, perhaps brought on by her constant taunts, perhaps by her insistence that he was so naive and innocent while the Abyss was perverted and degenerate. Either way, John’s initial hesitance was long forgotten as John moved his now slick fingers out of Adantia’s sex, pushing them lower, pressing his fingers gently backward until they pressed against Adantia’s rear entrance with a subtle prod.

“Adventurous, aren’t we?”

Although her voice was playful, almost surprised, Adantia made absolutely no effort to dissuade John. In fact, she slid her hips forward on the bed and angled herself back just a little more, exposing more of her backside to John. The Gamer took a few seconds to appreciate the muscular, tensed flesh that was revealed as she shifted, before returning to the task at hand – in this case, Adantia’s firm but yielding backside.

Adantia’s arousal dripped from her womanhood down across her skin, spreading across her rosebud and John’s fingers, giving them enough slickness to comfortably and smoothly make their way inside. Adantia let out a well-pleased, throaty groan as John nestled his tongue inside of her snatch at the same moment that his finger slid home.

“I’ll give you this, you might actually be able to keep me entertained all night,” Adantia teased. John couldn’t easily reply, especially with Adantia lightly squeezing her thighs around his head as he licked and probed at her inner walls. All he could manage was an increase of his efforts and to move his free arm forward on her thigh until his fingertips brushed against her upper lips, slowly teasing their way into the slick folds until they found her clit and began to subtly tease it free.

Of course for all her teases and approving sounds, Adantia was far from the only one enjoying herself. John’s erection strained against his pants in a way that would’ve been uncomfortable, had he not long ago abandoned jeans and other tight pants after being teased by Vallya one too many times. Not only was Adantia incredibly fit and attractive, but the stimulation of being nestled so closely to her body was intoxicating. Adantia’s thick, muscular thighs gently clamped around his head and squeezed him every time he reached a particularly sensitive zone, giving him a constant sensual thrill. The knowledge that she was almost certainly strong enough to actually crush him with her thighs was somehow both terrifying and arousing.

John still would’ve been lying if he said he wasn’t aching for a more direct stimulation by the time that Adantia finally pulled her hand away and unclenched her thighs. John took a final lick along Adantia’s pussy as he pulled back, circling his tongue around her clit a final time and eliciting a soft coo as he looked up to see Adantia’s approving smirk. His fingers remained in place, still stroking Adantia’s clit and the soft walls of her tight ass.

“Not bad for someone so seemingly innocent. I think you’ve had a bit more fun with the Abyss than you’re willing to admit,” Adantia said. She gently reached down and eased John’s fingers free of her body, then pulled herself back and away on the bed. “You don’t seem short of breath. Is that another one of your useful tricks?”

“Gamer’s Body,” John said simply, with a decently deserved confident streak in his tone. “I don’t need to breathe, eat, or drink to keep going.”

“Hm. That’s a little disappointing. I was at least hoping I could make you panic a little bit before I let you up for air,” Adantia said with a wry grin. “No matter. Get up here and lay down. It’s my turn to put the work in.”

John licked his lips, tasting the last of Adantia’s essence as he clambered onto the bed and laid down beside her. Adantia spent a few moments soaking in John’s figure as he moved, her eyes clearly traveling from his head down to his lower half, pausing for a noticeable moment over the bulge in his baggy pants. Her attentions weren’t exactly new to John, but she was the first woman that John hadn’t created to show appreciation for the improvements his figure had undergone since his introduction to the Abyss. Her obvious approval put a smile on John’s face and a spark in his eyes.

John had never been totally out of shape; he was naturally skinny, and the long nights of gaming that veered into sessions so intense he forgot to eat kept his body lithe to say the least. But it wasn’t until John discovered his magical abilities that he actually became somewhat physically impressive. With the entirety of the last year spent isolated in a mixture of grief, ****, and training, John’s physique had crossed the line from an in-training athlete to a fully fledged warrior. He wasn’t as fiercely toned as Adantia was, but John was well aware of how much more his body resembled the jocks he once hated than the nerd he still considered himself.

“Might as well take your clothes off now. You’re not going to need them for a few hours,” Adantia said, throwing a wink in along with her grin. “You said something about an inventory, right?”

“You even learn weirder abilities quickly, huh? I wasn’t even sure how much of that video you’d actually pay attention to,” John said, smirking back at her as he quickly opened his inventory and stored his clothes away.

“Aside from the whole creating life thing, you’re not quite as unique as you think you are,” Adantia said. While she was speaking, Adantia crawled across the bed, planting her legs on both sides of John’s waist and holding herself above his hips. Her pussy hovered over his cock, completely soaked with a mixture of her own juices and John’s saliva, and she very intentionally leaned herself forward and back to grind her wet slit across the bottom of John’s cock while she stared into his eyes. “Well, that and the naivety. But that part might be good now – I can teach you a few things about Abyssal fucking and watch as your mind gets blown.”

John had a half-formed reply on his lips just as Adantia reached down to grasp his cock, pointing his member upward and placing the entrance to her pussy directly above it. Adantia didn’t waste time before she was already lowering her hips, the flushed head of John’s cock easily splitting apart her soaked outer lips and burying itself in her core as Adantia rapidly descended atop him. Waves of jolting pleasure soaked from John’s hips up into his chest and echoed through his mind as his cock was surrounded by Adantia’s pulsing, convulsing tightness. Her hips met his with a subdued slapping sound, and John couldn’t resist thrusting up slightly to ensure his cock hilted itself as deeply within as possible.

John’s eagerness only encouraged Adantia, bringing a delighted giggle forth from her as she gyrated her hips atop him. “I would’ve thought with all those women available to you, you’d be a little less **** for the slightest touch… not that I mind. How long do you think you can keep up with me, though?”

With that Adantia began thrusting in earnest, drawing her hips up until only the very tip of John’s cock remained embedded in her pussy, then driving herself back down with a **** that pulsed through John’s bones, only to repeat the gesture a moment later. Much like the **** of her thighs around his head, every slam of Adantia’s hips against his own reminded John of her true power, giving him the rather humbling feeling that she could absolutely shatter his body with ease if she really went all out on him.

Once more, though, John found himself only more enthralled by that feeling, driving his own hips up to meet each of her thrusts. John’s physical strength might not have equaled the legendary mage’s, but his enthusiasm burned with an intensity that made up some of the difference. It wasn’t long before the two of them had found a rhythm their bodies could agree on, with the slick sounds of flesh erotically filling the room and encouraging both of them on further with each meeting of their hips.

“Sure you can hold out until the sun rises? Might be a quick shot after such a long wait for such a good fuck,” John said with a wry grin, glad he could finally say something back to her snark.

“Oh, cocky now, are we? I’m going to make you pay for that one.”

Adantia’s words weren’t empty, either. John felt a noticeable shift in not only her attitude, but a shift in her body. John didn’t have the aura sensing abilities of some of his allies, but he didn’t need them to tell that something magical and unnatural was happening. Adantia’s core started to heat up to a level that was somewhere between pleasurable and concerning, and the soft folds of her inner walls started to move as if of their own accord, squeezing and stroking John independently of each thrust of Adantia’s hips. The sensation was almost disorienting, so disconnected from the motions John could see and yet so undeniably intense that it sent jolts of pleasure all the way through John’s torso.

“F-fuck, that’s good,” John groaned, moving his hands to grip Adantia’s waist, thrusting up to meet her more intensely in an attempt to return the pleasure he was being given. Judging by the smug look on Adantia’s face, the effort was noticed, but not nearly enough to keep up with her magical enhancements.

“You’re goddamn right it is. Now, hurry up and cum like I know you want to.”

John grit his teeth, not wanting to give in just yet despite the rising orgasm he could already feel. John’s mind ran wild trying to come up with ways to use his own magical arsenal, but so few had sexual applications that most were discarded immediately. Only two spells stood out in his mind, one of them a bit riskier than the other…

“Not… quite… yet,” John managed to groan out, moving his hands up Adantia’s body and latching them onto her bouncing tits. John’s Elemental Infusion flared into action with the barest of mana attached to it, stretching his concentration as he **** two elements along his palms at the same time… and as he did his best to contain them within his own body, forcing a damaging amount of elements and mana through his skin.

-27 HP!
-39 HP!

The damage was minimal, but the effect was not. Electricity and fire coursed through John’s palms, their intensity diminished by being conjured within his own body but their effects spreading easily. Warmth and jolting stimulation coursed through John’s palms and out into Adantia’s considerable cleavage, adding a more invigorating effect to John’s touch as his fingers played across her breasts and nipples. Adantia actually gasped as the spell went into effect, and her eyes met John’s with a mixture of new respect and an almost dangerous level of coyness.

“Think you can get me that easily, huh?” Adantia said, her lips quivering only slightly.

“Not quite,” John said, grimacing as Adantia’s pussy clenched even tighter around him. For a brief moment he pulled his hands free of Adantia’s tits, just long enough to lock his left index finger and thumb around one of the rings on his right hand. The enchanted ring glowed red as he touched it, glowing more intensely until a notification popped up.

Purifier’s Muse activated! Flames of Lust copied!

”Got you,” John thought with a deserved measure of confidence, returning one hand to Adantia’s breasts while the other ventured downwards. It wasn’t exactly how he had anticipated using the enchantment when he placed it on the communication rings, but John would’ve been lying if he said he wasn’t anticipating the look on her face.

“Well, you’re going to have to try a lot harder than that if you want to impress me,” Adantia said, though John could already see the slightest of breaks in her facial expression. “But go ahead… please try.”

“With pleasure,” John said, emphasizing his earlier words as he surged mana through his hands again. It took a great deal of his awareness, and admittedly he was a little ashamed it wasn’t something he had tried to do many times before, but with some effort John was able to cast both spells from his hands at the same time. While his left palm released heat and the gentlest of electrical stimulation, his right hand descended to Adantia’s rear entrance and lit with a familiar blue and purple flame that even set his own skin tingling, much less hers. As John’s fingers found their way to Adantia’s backside once more, the overwhelmingly powerful sorceress shot him a glare even as her mouth opened in a stuttering gasp.

“O-oh, that’s good… and here I thought… you were so innocent. I won’t-” Adantia grit her teeth mid-sentence and a certain fire entered her eyes, a determination that stuttered after only a few moments as John’s fingers pressed into her rear entrance.

“Won’t keep running your mouth as you cum your brains out?” John dared to finish, grinning and meeting Adantia’s cocky gaze with his own. There was a brief moment of exchange, a hesitance that John felt through his body, as if Adantia were about to stop riding him and fight him more traditionally – then that moment passed, Adantia’s hips slammed against his own, and her voice rose in a cacophony of pleasure as she excitedly screamed out particularly explicit threats to John.

“-and I’ll fucking end you if you even think about stopping right now!” Adantia finished her latest tirade with an intense spasm of her hips, bouncing on John with the intensity of a natural disaster. Her inner walls clenched more tightly than he had yet felt, milking John for every bit of pleasure he could provide as his orgasm finally washed over him. John’s jaw locked in place and his body jolted against his will as he felt the bolts of pleasure passing through him. Adantia was comparatively quiet, but even John could easily see her orgasm as it washed across her face, her confident gaze struggling to remain stoic in the face of the hedonistic rapture that John was inflicting on her.

The two of them ended up in a heap together, holding and cuddling each other as they fought for breath against the fury of their own mating. Adantia’s breath echoed in John’s left ear as he tucked himself into her shoulder, their bodies slowly finding a rhythm together as they breathed and gyrated together.

“That was… that was pretty impressive,” John managed to gasp out between breaths as his body found an equilibrium with Adantia’s.

“Yeah… it was…” Adantia said, that cocky grin never fading from her face. “Wow. And here I thought you were so innocent, pretending like you had no idea what the Abyss was like for perversion. How long were you planning on hiding that pervy little spell away for?”

“Just something I picked up after watching Vallya. You might get along with her… or you might hate her,” John said, grinning as he eased his cock out of Adantia’s fluttering pussy. “You’re both as cocky and full of yourselves as can be. I suppose it comes down to who gives in first.”

“I’m always down for a good orgasm competition,” Adantia said, tossing her head back and chuckling slightly. When she spoke, though, a shadow fell across her face. The next words that came from her lips were casual, spoken with an almost irreverent tone… but an underlying tone to them caused them to echo across John’s mind, as if they reverberated against his very subconscious. “Heck, I haven’t seen a technique like that since Suula and I would…”

The silence that filled the air echoed in the emptiness that followed those words, as the motel bedroom settled back into stillness. The sound of the vain attempts of the room’s discount air conditioner echoed a few times before Adantia found more words, filling the silence that John dared not to touch.