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🕑 Added 2023-04-26 15:53:49 +0000 UTCTitle: Cats and Dogs
A/N: This chapter turned out to be much longer than intended, so I didn’t have the strength to read all of it for a final edit aside from the usual Grammarly check. Took me more than 9 hours to finish this, and I’m positively tired.
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Something wet, moist, and warm… something scratchy grazes the tip of his nose. His head hammers and throbs despite his better resilience. Soma’s Wine was too much. Nobody forced him to drink it, but Jackal will damn well pin some blame on others after a night he can barely remember.
He finds himself in an unfamiliar setting. It’s like he is in a new world! Oh, wait. His vision was simply blurred as the crust of the sleep sealed his eyes shut. Light filters through his barely open eyes, and the surroundings become clear. His eyes are attracted to a pair of green feline pupils on top of him.
A pink pussy.
No, literally.
An almost palm-sized pink-furred kitten sits atop him and licks his nose while sniffing his lips.
His groan startles the kitten as she stumbles down his body and onto the small mattress. He feels someone beside him shuffle, but his mind barely works despite hours of rest. His throat is dry, and his body feels burning. So, of course, he sights a cream-blonde-furred dog, a proper watchful dog, sitting in the corner and staring at Jackal quietly. The dog’s stark blue eyes seem to reveal caution.
“I didn’t…” Jackal voices his fears as he feels naked under the thin sheets. He doesn’t notice the random collection of expensive artifacts around him in this small, congested room.
“I didn’t fuck you, did I?”
What else could he assume in such a sorry state?
*Meeaaa* The green-eyed kitty can barely meow correctly as she is startled by his voice or something else to the point she jumps from the bed unconsciously before hanging on the edge with her dear life on the line! The furry, husky-like dog moves to paw the kitty’s rear end and boost her back to the bed before she hurriedly climbs atop the silent Jackal’s head and slides down to the pillow.
Amidst his headache and this fever dream, Jackal decides to turn the other way. Maybe he’ll have the fortune to see another animal.
This time a bitch.
He can see her face. A bitch none would buy. Vermilion fur on the head and otherwise furless similar to a Persian cat, but only uglier.
“I was raped…” Jackal whispers before using poking Loki in the eye, albeit gently.
“You cunt, wake up!” His voice grows loud, and he faces the consequences the next second as his head thrashes against his skull against the apparent noise pollution. Loki’s expression contorts, too, as she mumbles softly.
“You didn’t fuck any dog. And nobody assaulted you, asshole. It’s just been three hours since we slept.”
“Three hours? What about before? Hey, don’t make me—”
“Nobody’s around us… just sleep.” Loki nuzzles into his chest with ease, and one of his arms is already around her back as Jackal looks around momentarily before closing his eyes with a muted sigh.
“You remember anything?”
“Everything.”
“I don’t.”
“You will, don’t worry. I promise you.”
“What about the kitty and the dog?”
“You bought them.”
“Fuck.”
“We did that, too.”
“You think… if I soldier through the pain and sneak out, others won’t notice me?”
“Oh… we were pretty loud.”
“I bet you were.”
“Let’s see what your memory tells you,” Loki smirks quietly and leans further into his body as his leg covers her thighs and pulls her closer.
“Fuck, you smell.”
“It’s all you.”
Jackal and Loki soon quieten down. Their breathing gets peaceful as their bodies relax into each other’s arms. Even if Jackal did not believe Loki 100%, the sense of deja vu of the sensation of her skin only brought back last night’s memory. Yet, he sleeps peacefully with the menace to his life.
Not that others can see them… except for the kitty and the husky. The small bed feels more comfortable despite the room being warmer than usual.
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“How’d you even find me?” Jackal raises his head and looks at Loki climbing the ladder of one of the apartment buildings consisting of small rooms. Take’s Familia is currently situated in one such complex.
He bottoms down the jar and places it beside him while still lying on the cold concrete roof as he watches the beautiful night sky.
“I followed the scent of wine, of course,” Loki shrugs and grins, “So? What was with that hissy fit?”
“It really was one,” Jackal slurs and chuckles drunkenly. “I told her to stop speaking about Heroes. Heroes this, heroes that. I told her to stop several times. Tiona just wouldn’t listen.”
Loki frowns a bit as she walks to Jackal and sits beside him.
“What? I won’t share the wine even if you beg.”
“We’ll see,” Loki smirks and muses, “But the real mystery is, how the fuck you managed to convince Eina and Rose to go out with you when you still have hissy fits?”
“My limitless charm, perhaps.” Jackal hands another jar from the frollet to Loki, who doesn’t point out how easily she got the wine. Instead, she calmly unseals the jar’s mouth and gulps down the wine before letting out a heated sigh. “That’s the stuff!”
She sets the jar on Jackal’s chest, who half-sits up and drinks before lying again.
“Orario isn’t the city for you if you’ve got issues with Hero, you know? Especially not after saving one vicious damsel in distress.”
Jackal doesn’t reply at all and continues to stare at the sky.
“Hey, talking to you!” Loki scoffs and picks up the jar again. “How long do you think Finn will let me stay outside without protection? Wanna bet some Valis on it?”
“I don’t hate heroes,” Jackal shakes his head as he feels the familiar stare on himself from god knows where. His eyes fixate on the brilliant night sky as he mutters wearily. “I just don’t want to hear about them. Why is it so hard to understand? Worst of it all, I thought Tiona was super cute. My dumbass just had to blow my chances with her. And why tonight of all nights?”
Loki guffaws out loud.
“Yep, she’s cute as a button, alright. But she just loves tales just as much you might despise them. The stories of the Heroes are why she’s got the spunky personality. If she didn’t have these legends, I’d say she wouldn’t have survived.”
“And I survived because I never believed them. Knight in shining armor?” Jackal sits up, snatching the jar from Loki’s hand before drinking half the wine in one go! “Give me a break! If the armor is shining, chances are the Knight is worthless. Underdog Heroes? There are no underdogs. Sons of bitches are always exceptional. If they aren’t, they don’t become heroes. They face the steel and blood to become the monsters they face daily. You mean to say Finn is the Hero of Pallum out of his virtues?”
As Jackal speaks, his tempers churn higher, “Or what about Ais? The little Princess? She’s a bundle of blood and issues. Fuck, man. Heroes? What a joke! Heroes are the ones that you cunts get to manipulate freely!”
Loki stares at Jackal for a while before shrugging. Who’s she to challenge a mortal’s opinion when she risks getting beaten?
“I get it! You’re a mean drunk.” She asserts with a smirk.
Jackal questions after a while, “So? Tenkai is right up there?” He points at the starry sky.”
“No, Tenkai is where your heart believes it to be. Where the fuck do you think we descend from? Since we descend, of course, it’s gonna be above this plane!” She mocks with a sneer as Jackal narrows his eyes and scoffs.
“What’s with Svadilfari?” Jackal inquires, “I’m not from Loki Familia.”
“Hmm, since your deity didn’t show up, not even at your Level Up party, which was adequate until you had to ruin the mood, the rest of us gods decided to pick up the slack and name you.”
Jackal snorts, “And you couldn’t have given me a better name?”
“We couldn’t risk stroking your already overcompensating ego.”
Jackal purses his lips and then nods.
“What’s with your deity? If they are so shy about public appearances, maybe you should switch a year later. Falna usually needs a year to stabilize from the influence of the divine before you can choose another one.”
“Stop pestering me about the Familia.”
“Come on! We’re drinking in such peace! We’ll probably be at each other’s throat without Soma’s wine to mellow us come tomorrow!” Loki snickers impishly, “Let’s share some interesting information. Something that will be worthwhile to both of us.”
Jackal takes the jar from her hands again to quietly sip on wine as she huffs in irritation.
“Then what about Tiona? Why’d you have to snap at my peppy little Amazon?”
“I didn’t snap at her. I snapped at the table. I figured leaving the room without shouting would be the best course.”
“Huh, you’re surprisingly sensible when drunk. Mean but sensible.”
“Kiss my ass.”
“And there’s the mean drunk.”
Jackal scoffs for the umpteenth time. “Just drink the rest and leave me alone.”
“Don’t be so glum,” Loki smirks as she rolls up the sleeves of her shirt. “I’m just happy you naturally blew your chance with Tiona. I feared you’d wear one of my children down and work up to Nine Sweetness.”
“Good dreams,” Jackal chuckles without any sadness. He would rather avoid Tiona than hear Heroic Legends. Why else would he stick to the villain-oriented shows in his past life like—Two Piece, My Villain Academia, Detergent, and The Rise of BDSM Hero?
“But, even if you did manage to bang any of my children, I’d make sure to break it off,” Loki contemplates as she sets aside the empty jar.
“And why’s that?” Jackal questions curiously instead of being offended.
“Besides the fact your mug is ugly to look at, I don’t want my children to die or suffer worse fates than that.”
Jackal furrows his brows and grumbles, “Bitch, I can’t be that bad in bed, alright?”
“Who cares about that?” Loki scoffs and lies on the roof, something Jackal follows as the Vermilion-haired Goddess mutters, “You just have the wrong kind of attention on yourself.”
“Olal? Again?”
“You know him?” Loki questions back, equally amazed.
Jackal shrugs as she shakes her head, “Not Olal. He’s an issue to hay-brained dumbfucks, but not me.”
“Says the hay-brained dumbfuck.”
“I’ll let you know I once sent half of Tenkai into chaos by cursing Baldur for shits and giggles!”
“And how isn’t that the purest expression of a Dumbfuck?”
Loki groans aloud and grows silent, “Just saying. You’re a hot commodity.”
“Hmm.”
“What? Nothing to add? Aren’t you equally a dumbfuck to cut the hands of Apollo’s Familia members and some more?”
“Who gives a shit?” Jackal smiles brightly as she cannot help but extend his hand as if to grab one of the stars decorating the beautiful sky. He can feel his skin crawling when he feels the omniscient stare again. “Others can look at me. They can fear, envy, or love me.” His smile turns soft, and so does his tone. “But I made a promise to myself. I won’t ever let fear cage me. Death is an acceptable alternative. But I will never wait for any so-called heroes or whatever shit others like to tell themselves.”
“It’s easier said than done,” Loki scoffs. She has heard many men and women claim essentially the same vows. Who isn’t a bright star amongst them? Who isn’t admirable?
But they all die, or usually, break in the face of death.
“Easier said than done? Psssh. Understatement of the decade!” Jackal scoffs a chuckle. “You’d have to be tied to a chair and beaten so brutally that you would stop regretting your actions and accept the outcome of choosing death. But yeah, Death over Fear.”
Loki looks at Jackal strangely and questions, “Are you smoking something dangerous? How the fuck would you know of Death? Or is it something related to your Deity?”
But Jackal doesn’t answer as he sits again and retrieves another wine jar. His gaze is captivated by the night sky as he mutters, “I’m gonna explain things to Tiona tomorrow. There is no fucking way I give up this easily! Who the fuck cares about gods and goddesses interested in me? If they pull a stunt, I’ll break their necks with my own hands!”
Loki’s eyes open slightly as she feels a sudden burst of killing intent from multiple locations. Jackal is not less astute in such matters as he looks around before laughing loudly and raising his jar high. “Here’s to all you snicker-fucks out there watching me instead of using your time for something better!”
His grin broadens as he can almost feel his skin prickle by the intent locked on him from some location.
However, his undaunting self scrambles for the third brain cell to form a response as the rest are slumbering after rounds of heavy drinking when he feels Loki tapping his shoulder and kissing him the second he turns around.
The killing intent locked on them all but disperses save for one gaze that almost screeches bloody Mary!
Yet, Loki wastes no time pushing Jackal down, whose wide eyes slowly gain an intriguing look as his hand lets go of the jar of wine to hold Loki’s slim waist.
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“Ugh.” Jackal sits up alongside an equally haggard Loki. The two sit quietly as they observe the room. The pink kitty tumbles and tosses in front of them as Jackal reaches out to gently scratch the back of her ear as she mewls sharply again.
“Don’t you clean your room or something? It’s filthy.”
“What’s the point? It always ends like this, no matter how many times I clean it up. Expecting something else would be the definition of insanity, so I embrace the chaos, mortal.”
“Bitch, just say you’re lazy.”
“Not the laziest. Only one enemy of mine has that honor.”
“So, what about the kitten and the dog?”
“You still didn’t remember it?” Loki blinks in surprise before smugly grinning as her hand under the sheet grazes his thigh. She brings her heated mouth to exhale over his ear and questions in a husky tone, “Want me to jog ya’ memory?”
Jackal looks at the dog and then at the kitten. Honestly, he is doing this for them. Else… he would never let Loki touch him!
“Much obliged.” Jackal hums calmly.
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“Your Familia House? Are you crazy? No way my stellar reputation survives tomorrow if I’m seen with you!”
Loki looks back as she staggers along, “Then run off! I can’t force the Butcher of Orario, right?”
Jackal snorts, “Just escorting you to the gates like any gentleman would.”
“Sure, sure. Besides, I don’t want you moaning like a whiny little bitch in public when I’m done with you!”
“Hah? Moaning? Me? I’d wear you out and still have time to look around your familia!”
“Mortal, you dare!”
Their drunken bickering barely rouses any response from their surroundings. After all, instead of walking on the main streets filled with adventurers this late, the couple stumbles across the marginally darker and less-occupied streets between the eight main streets.
The two walk slowly. Loki’s arm is around his neck as he supports her to walk straight only if Jackal’s vision doesn’t swim at times.
“Hey…” Loki mumbles and pats his neck to stop him, “I think I saw something in that suspiciously dark and empty alley.”
Jackal stops and looks to the right as he observes the narrow street. His gold-red eyes glimmer slightly, and he asserts with a nod, “You’ve got a good eye. I see it, too.”
“Right?” Loki grins, her cheeks flushed red as her hazy eyes seem drawn into the empty street. “Right behind that large trash can. Hey, you still have that scentless stuff of yours?”
“If I dump tens of it, it should give us some time to find what we just saw.” Jackal agrees, with his cheeks quite flushed, too.
The two stumble ahead as Jackal starts taking out odorless pouches before dumping them in the trash can, and the dingy smell disappears instantly. Loki snatches the next pouch from Jackal before dumping its content, too.
“Hey, that’s my product! I use it!”
“Fuck you! I just used it. What about it?”
“I said mine!”
“Well, it’s gone!”
Jackal eyes the smugly grinning Loki with irritation rising within him once again. His hand smacks on the wall beside her face as he towers over the petite goddess clad in a damp grey shirt matted on her body from all the sweating from drinking.
“Just cause’ your Familia might be trailing you doesn’t mean you’d get to do whatever you like.”
“Boy, it’s not Familia you need to worry about,” Loki crosses her arms and points her pretty little nose high haughtily.
“Yeah, yeah, mysterious forces and whatnot. Talk about them to someone who has a fuck to give.”
“Oh, then I’m barking up the right tree.”
“Already admitting you’re a bitch?” Jackal grins as he wags his brows. “Why don’t you bark for me?”
*Woof*
*Woof*
Loki’s and Jackal’s expressions freeze as they look deeper into the alley.
“A dog!” Jackal’s eyes widen as he practically leaps away from Loki and jogs deeper into the street.
“What? Get back here, you asshole! Imma release my arcanum and set this world on fire!” Loki snarls and gives chase. The couple outright falls sometimes as they jog, and the source of their interruption is found soon enough as the duo sees a man dressed in rags throw a husky off his legs as the dog somehow maneuvers his body midair as if some sort of superspy to stand in front of a cowering pink kitten hidden behind trash.
Jackal watches with shocked eyes, but Loki pulls him away before he can make his drunken self known.
“Hey, Mr. I-don’t-like heroes, off to be a hero again?”
“Huh?” Jackal stares at her weirdly. His mind focuses on Loki again as her flushed face is much too close to his, her gimlet eyes fixating on his.
“Whatever happened to consistency in your story?” She lets her alcohol-stained breath graze on his lips, but again, Soma brews one kicker of a wine.
“The fuck are you on about?”
“The dog?” Loki looks beyond him as Jackal blinks in surprise and turns to look in the same direction. His eyes widen again.
“A dog!”
He tears Loki off him and saunters forward as Loki clicks her tongue and leans nearby instead of following him. Her sour look soon shifts to an ecstatic expression as Jackal smiles broadly and stops the abusing homeless beggar.
“My good sir! I’m a trader by choice! How about I buy your dog and kitten?”
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“You confirmed I bought them,” Jackal stares at the two animals before looking at Loki on top of him again as he questions, “How do you buy stray animals from a homeless man?”
“You tell me?” Loki grins, her legs already straddling his waist as her soppy and heated cunt starts grounding on the upper side of his erection, as her thin form barely keeps his erection still.
“And the ninja husky was protecting the kitten? When does a dog protect a weak kitten?” Jackal chuckles at the ridiculousness of things as he feels Loki’s intense stare. His thoughts still, his head pounds still, but his body reacts in all the wrong ways as Loki loses her smirk and reveals a look that Jackal feels he should smack right off her face!
“Dogs and cats are not always at each other’s throats, I now say from experience,” Loki mutters, her motions halt.
“Say, did we do it in front of the animals?” Jackal questions as he looks away, unwilling to match her stare for once.
“Animals? I wouldn’t call Shakti an—Oh, you mean them?” Loki looks back and waves her hand at the dog. “He can kind of understand us. Watch this. Hey, cover yourself and the kitten with a blanket and stay.”
Surprisingly, the blue-eyed blonde husky picks the pink kitten from the bed despite her sharp protests before tossing her in a box and throwing a thin blanket on her. He turns around himself after that.
“By the way,” Loki attracts Jackal’s attention, “Who’s Ollie? You mumbled something about the Kitten presenting a better case than Ollie, so you’ll keep her safe. All she did was mewl the entire time.”
“No, a better question is—Shakti? What about her?”
Loki snorts a chuckle. A chuckle that sounds incredibly familiar.
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“Have some shame!”
Shakti’s furious blue eyes pin disheveled Jackal and Loki down as the youth is seen sitting on his knees with a tiny box occupied by a kitten on his lap. Loki sits beside him, next to a quiet husky.
“It was all Loki’s idea,” Jackal snickers as he looks at Loki, “She sounds so shrill when angry!”
Loki snorts a chuckle, the duo stumbling across Orario on the same wavelength as they decide to pay Shakti a visit between their make-out just because they saw him walk past one of the many alleys they marked tonight.
“Focus!” Shakti snaps at them and glowers, “Do the two of you think I don’t have enough trouble? And you!” She glares at Jackal, “Stop being the cause of indecency in the middle of the streets.”
“Hey!” Jackal pouts, “We weren’t in the middle. Besides, you and Ganesha totally missed my party. Lili said she invited you two. You know, as thanks for looking the other way the few times you did.”
Before Shakti could explain the limitations her schedule and duties has on her social life, Loki grins, “Aha! You just admitted it was your idea, loser!”
“Ack! No! Hey, Shakti, it was all Loki! She tried to bite my dick!”
“No, I didn’t!”
“Yes, you did!”
“I’m going to call Finn and have you two escorted to the Twilight Mansion,” Shakti massages her forehead when Loki panics.
“Nooooo! Not Finn!” She jumps from her position to tackle Shakti. But how would a Level 5 Captain fall to such weak schemes? The blue-haired captain of Ganesha Familia extends her hand and holds Loki by the face while keeping Vermilion-haired Goddess at arm’s length.
“Hey, did you hear that?” Jackal frowns as the phantom of the silent goblin appears over his head.
“What?” Shakti frowns.
“I can hear anything less than silence in this form. I hear something terrible!”
Shakti’s expression turns serious, and so does the husky’s. She lets go of Loki, who quickly looks around before hugging the dog’s neck and massaging his head with a foolish grin.
“What do you hear?” Shakti questions seriously.
“I hear… I AM JACKAL!”
His shout wakes the pink kitten in a startle while Loki freezes a bit before giggling out loud alongside Jackal.
“Yep, I’m calling Finn.”
“Ah, yes, the boy wonder!”
“My boy wonder!” Loki laughs out loud as Shakti’s lips twitch.
“Hey, if you’re being so kind, can you call… uh, what was the name of the Goddess again? The one you said who runs a harem bait?” Jackal looks at Loki before clapping his hand, “Oh, that’s right! Artemis! It’s always the virgins that are the freakiest! Call her, too!”
Shakti closes her eyes, and the grip around her spare whip tightens, but she exhales loudly and regains her bearing.
“Good night. If possible, get mugged and stabbed.”
“Ah, Shakti-chaaan~! Don’t be like that! Fine, you can join us, too.” Loki sighs as Shakti works her jaw while leaving. She came too close to ending two lives today—A break is necessary for the night.
Jackal and Loki look at each other before grinning simultaneously.
“Did you think Shakti left you two irresponsible and rude asshats out of anger?”
A cold voice startles the group of four from behind.
They turn to look at an angry, busty Amazon whose green eyes flicker with primal rage.
“You made my sister cry.”
“In my defense,” Jackal starts calmly between his hiccups, “Loki has a wet dream about you busting your ass in front of me while Finn is tied in the corner. But don’t get angry at Loki. She has the same dream about all the chicks with me.”
“What the fuck are you telling her?!”
Loki cries out fearfully as Jackal turns to her and shrugs.
“Hey, she’s already mad at me. Might as well even the scales here.”
Loki mechanically turns to stare at Tione, whose wrath can no longer be comprehended, as she stutters, “Jackal’s lying, sweety! Mommy would never cuck you!”
“Yeah, she cucks Finn,” Jackal nods.
“For the love of spirits! Stop talking!” Loki’s heart begins to beat a thousand miles a second as Tione’s hands latch at their collars. Her growl sounds more terrifying than a beast as she utters, “The only reason you two live is that Captain asked me to bring you safe.”
“Cheers!” Jackal laughs at the face of certain death, but the same can’t be said for the kitten, whose pissing herself in fear within the box.
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Memories constantly resurface in his mind, but Jackal pays them no heed. He’ll see to all the troubles he’s caused later. Shakti, Tione, Tiona, and more. Right now, all he has eyes for is the deplorable little slut who named him Svadilfari, and there is no way he will let the name down. Oh, not out of compassion or other sappy emotion!
Loki will never let him live down a less-than-bestial night with a name like this. Granted, the night passed, and he had no control over his drunken self, but he has mental faculties now!
His hands coil around Loki’s back, her flesh practically searing with how much heat her tiny body radiates. But he is no better. The curtains keep the room from getting annoyingly bright, but the dim light suggests it’s already daytime.
Not for them.
“Hmmgh~!” Loki’s tongue is a work of evil magic as she dominates Jackal the entire time. Her lips never felt this soft from the distance he views her, no matter how close. Her skin never felt so supple to his eyes as it did to his body. Her breasts… should be non-existent! But here they are, pressing on his chest.
He feels warm liquid dribble down his shaft as she breaks the kiss to bite his bottom lip with a soft snarl, “The fuck is this sappy kiss, hmm? Aren’t ‘ya the big-bad butcher?” Her hushed whisper makes him snarl softly, too. His grip shifts to her perky ass, and as much as he hates to feel this… she’s got cake.
His fingers reply unkindly as he grips her ass tight enough to leave marks on her. His hands squeeze her cheeks away, making sure to stretch her hot pink rims and lips along the way as her vermilion eyes lose focus for a second.
“Like that?” Jackal growls, his teeth sinking a little along her neck before inadvertently kissing the same spot as he feels her hands around his head, pulling him tighter in response.
“Fuck no!” She replies in a similarly hoarse tone.
He drags his tongue across the red mark on her neck before sinking near her collarbone as his index fingers near her rims.
“Hey!” Loki gasps, “What’s the big idea?!”
“Honestly.” Jackal grins as one of his index fingers presses her asshole shut. “I’ve got no fucking clue. So, might as well practice.”
And that’s the truth, Loki realizes. Jackal’s affair with Roberta was short, so he only ever learned the basics. But inexperience would never stop him!
“You asshole!” Loki squirms as he keeps her ass in one spot while grounding his cock over her slit. His veiny length presses and spreads her hungry quim ever so slightly as each stroke makes Loki’s breathing progressively louder.
She grabs his hair in two fistfuls and tugs them weakly as his tip teasingly spreads her further, but…
“Enough with my ass, you dumbfuck! You either stick it in or finger it properly! What the hell is even just pressing on it?”
Jackal blushes a bit. His embarrassment fuels his annoyance at his partner as he shames her, too.
“Forgive me for not being a millennium-old slut!”
“Nah, not gonna forgive ya!”
Jackal grits his jaws and grunts, “Stick it in, huh? Fine!”
Loki’s world shifts as Jackal turns around and pins Loki to her bed as he towers behind her. The goddess half-turns her face to look back with a mocking grin, “What kind of a stallion rides his master, huh?”
“The proper one,” Jackal smirks cockily as he leans forward to press one hand on the back of her head while the other hand strokes his cocks as he pushes the tip against her pretty pink asshole. If he was concerned about the side management of the spinner under him, her soft moan at the bout of roughness throws all his worries out the window as he shoves his slightly pussy-lubed cock into her tiny rims that gradually loosens and sticks to his lower head.
“What’s wrong?” Jackal grins, “Can’t take it?”
Loki’s toes curl under him as her grunt muffles against her pillow, “Boy, I can take hundreds of you and come out on top.”
“Even out the playing field, bitch. I’m talking right now!”
Jackal jerks his hips forward slightly, pushing more of his length as he feels powerful resistance in her incredibly tight and furnace-like anus. Her fists clench the pillow as Jackal doesn’t stop.
“If you want me to stop, just admit you can’t take me on,” He offers kindly while pushing further. He may not be able to move freely with such tightness, but he sure will bottom out in her ass if that’s what it takes to achieve victory.
“In. Your. Dreams.” Loki growls, her hips suddenly pushing back and taking Jackal further in on her accord as a low grunt escapes his lips. His cock is already a throbbing mess with how Loki’s steaming inside is twitching and vibrating around his cock. Not only that, but the sight of his Babel spreading Loki’s once prim and proper ass to such an extent is arousing in its own right. If he had a second cock, he’d happily stick it right in her juicier cunt and fuck her brains out.
Alas, he’s only a human. None can blame him for his dreams, however.
Slowly and steadily, and between taunts and insults, Jackal bottoms out in Loki’s ass. Her ass arches up a little, giving her back a seductive curve as her thighs quiver. Her blank gaze stares ahead at the wall while Jackal leans over her shoulder weakly with his hot pants and throbbing cock revealing how much of a toll a divine ass really is.
If all goddesses are like this, then his dream is in trouble. Her ass seems to have a mind of its own. It vibrates in an attempt to milk him without Loki moving any other muscle. His fist unconsciously bundles Loki’s vermilion-red hair, and his other hand coils around her waist to finger her wet cunt. Their loud pants fill the room as Jackal grits his teeth, “That all you got?”
“Says the loser about to bust a fat load without me moving once!” Loki retorts despite not having enough mental faculties to think anything else.
Cats and Dogs!
They would rather spend time insulting each other than find a productive way to make things more pleasurable. In a way, this only made things hotter for them.
Not that they would admit it.
Jackal huffs at her response. His balls curl ever so slightly as he moves back.
“Ugh!” He groans, unable to hold back the second he feels the tip stimulate as Loki shudders the second she feels thick ropes of his seed jetting in her ass without a care in the world. Her entire body presses against Jackal, and he responds similarly as they both orgasm at once while biting their lips.
“H-Heh! I win!”
“How?” Jackal chews his lips angrily. A phantom of the Frog Shooter flickers to life above his head as his hips piston forward with no force bared!
“Naaagggh~!!” Loki moans out loud, her eyes widening in surprise as Jackal keeps her face in a similar position with a fistful of hair.
“You like that?” Jackal’s eyes twinkle as he questions against her ear hotly, “You know what that was? Me going all Frog Shooter on your ass, you helpless slut! Horses and monsters, you’d do them all, won’t you?”
His cum acts as quite the lube needed for him to move as he starts ramming his cock in and out of her gaping asshole with the Frog Shooter above him croaking happily and silently.
“Hnagh~ D- damn straight! All of them would be a better fuck than you!” Loki snarls back as she cuts her moan with a bite of her lips.
“Oh, yeah?” Jackal’s crotch kisses her perky ass again. But instead of dogging her, he finds the experience of prone-boning with the unruly goddess a better experience as he hears her stifled moans with the added advantage of kissing her shoulder. Her words encourage Jackal to fuck the daylights out of her as he grunts, “Then you’re gonna love this.”
A Silverback’s phantom drums his chest over Jackal’s head the second it flickers to life as his thrusts grow ferocious and downright beastly. He drives his cum out of her messed-up ass, all the while cumming again, but he does not stop!
“Hah! Hah~ You manic brute!” Loki groans as his fingers continue to rub the crest of her cunt. Her vision swims again as she feels his searing seed marking her ass again.
The more he fucks, the more her body responds. Soon, she starts pumping her ass back while coiling her arms behind her, around his neck, as he lifts her in response to press her against the head of the bed and holding her slim waist without breaking the link with her ass.
Their bodies layer with sweat again, and their hazy gaze locks into each other before they share a deep kiss. For once, they remain silent. For once, Jackal's phantoms disappear as his movements slow down and regain their measured strokes against her welcoming ass.
“I’m gonna make you a ride worthy to be ridden~!” Loki coos as their lips part. Her smirk widens despite the apparent weariness in her expression as her anus clenches over his hardened shaft, “Dear Butcher. Maybe you’ll remember the rest of our night.”
“Who cares about what Soma’s drink made us do?” Jackal huffs as he slowly pulls out his cock from her ass before pressing against her body with a hot sigh. “And you aren’t teaching anyone. As promised, I’ll give my alias a whole new meaning and leave your room with my head held high!”
Loki smirks and tilts her head to peck his jaw, “You’re gonna crash and burn.”
“I’m gonna give your dreams a new meaning one day.”
“Oh, then you’re really going to burn.” Loki barks a chuckle.
“Are you sure?”
Jackal presses his tip against her quivering cunt.
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And he pushes!
Jackal and Loki break their kiss in the dead of the night as his cock slides into her ready pussy. Their gasps echo simultaneously as Loki tosses her head back while Jackal pulls her hips down greedily.
“Don’t be so greedy, now!” Loki smirks as her body's tight entrance accepts his entire length. Her hands sensually trace her body along her breasts, a sight that captivates Jackal in a second. “I’m not running away, you know?”
Her smile broadens at the sight of his enamored look. His heated stare brings her much-needed relief. No matter what they say to each other, a simple gesture like this with the person you DON’T like means a lot. Her hips slowly sway around instead of moving up and down as she lets her innards squeeze him for all he’s worth.
She already knew what his body would do next.
“Fuck!” Jackal growls and plants his head onto the pillow with a scowl. Although his erection barely weakens after unloading one of the thickest ones she’s felt in years, his disappointment is still immeasurable.
“Hey, now!” Loki smiles as she leans forward, her slippery folds milking him even now. “Don’t you quit on me, Svadilfari!” Her hands cup his cheek as she kisses him softly.
“We’re in for the long haul, you and I. Let’s keep on going, yeah?”
“And why the hell would you encourage me?” Jackal pouts and looks away.
“Hey, we just saw a dog defending a kitten, and Tione leaving us two alive after hearing what she did. I say we take a break from our nature shtick. Tione doesn’t kill, a dog doesn’t eat a cat, and we don’t fuck around. Who knows, we might even forget it tomorrow morning.”
Jackal purses his lips before sighing softly and smiling.
“Man, we’re in big trouble if we keep drinking Soma’s stuff then.”
“Damn right, we are,” Loki grins as they find each other’s lips better than before. Their kiss lasts a few seconds as Jackal hardens his wood to the full mast. Their night would be long, but Jackal doesn’t feel the least bit annoyed anymore.
Damn Soma and his wine.
“Hey, I have an idea! How about I use my strength phantoms?”
Loki eyes him with a cocky smirk as she starts riding him slowly, “How about we just keep it you and me for now? I promise I won’t bite… again.”
Jackal scoffs and then shrugs with a grin.
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A/N: Boy, this took a strange turn of events. I wanted to just write one rough bang scene with Jackal and Loki where they insult each other, but setting the scent alongside their drunken flashbacks just felt more well-rounded to me. But again… 6k words for one scene, damn. If all of them are like this, I’m in trouble *chuckles*. But it’s either fleshing the characters like this no matter how many words it takes or skipping past them and making a more usual catching harem fics. But Danmachi always struck me as a kind of novel whose fanfic, if taking the harem route, should not skip past small moments for overarching plot points like the Dungeon and the Big Bad Dragon. Oh, and yeah, I introduced this fic’s pet. I usually pick strange pets like owls, snakes, or lizard-turned-dragons as pets, but I’m taking a normal route in this fic for a reason. I’ll write those reasons later.
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Alternative Title: A Pussy in the Morning; Waking Up to Warm Feeling and a Pounding Head; Loki’s a Hound for Alcohol; Death over Fear; No One Can Chain Me; A Toast to Chucklefuck Stalkers; What Da Dog Doing; Ah, Yes. The Magnificent Trader; Purchasing Strays Animals; Dogs and Cats are Not Always at Each Others’ Throats; Shakti Grounding; I AM JACKAL!; The Menace to Public Decency; Beastial Rut; Veneer of Hatefuck; Love Hate; No Hatred is Lost to Them; Babel Rises; Starting with a Goddess; Ratting Loki Out; Surviving Tione; Wet Dreams; Sensual Realizations; Tasting Divine Innards; Milking Ass and Cunt; Loki’s Stallion
