Episode 23:
Jaded
Nexii sat down on her bed once more and held Sirken by the end of his chin. She shook his head gently in an attempt to arouse him.
"Hnnn! Owww! It hurts all over..." Sirken moaned. His eyes fluttered about. He was just coming out of mild shock from the harsh whipping. It took him a few moments more to fully realize that he was still in Nexii's bedroom, and now recovering on her bed.
"Oh please. You're acting like you just suffered through an eight hour Plane of Growth clear." Nexii rolled her eyes at him. She then sighed as she looked him over. She could see the bright pink lash marks all along his body. "Yea, I guess you're in kind of rough shape." Turning him on his side, she could see the rest of her cruel handiwork. More numerous and wider whip streaks could be seen crossing his dark skin.
"Could always be worse. I could be forced to debate politics in Off-Topic. So - any wine left?" Sirken asked, his thoughts to dull the pain with drink. He glanced about, trying to find the bottle.
"Nope. I drank the rest of it. Just let me heal you. I don't want to be bothered to go out to buy more wine." Nexii put her hands on his back and closed her eyes. She murmured an intense prayer to Innoruuk to complete heal her knight. A blueish glow soon appeared and sealed his wounds with soothing energies. Within ten seconds, his flesh was as good as new.
"Mmmm. That feels so much better, Miss Nexii." Sirken breathed in and out, feeling more relieved. He sprawled out more fully on his side and played with a long of Nexii's long hair. He curled the strand about his index finger, tassling it about playfully. He then looked up to her. Reminded of why he had been punished, he added: "I did try, you know."
"Mistress Nexii, not Miss." The cleric corrected. "And I'm sure you did try." She traced her own fingers gently along his hip, making her way down his upper leg. "I'll forgive you. But I can't help but feel jaded about it."
"Jaded? Why? You get more pixels these days. We can always have fun here at your place, and no one can dare bother us." Sirken countered. Meanwhile he tasseled up her hair, then released it. His fingers then played up to her ear tip, which flinched but did not pull back from his advance.
"I don't know. It's just not the same any more. I like to make a difference. I'd rather be one that matters than one that's lost in a zerglish horde." Nexii wistfully remarked. She turned her head sideways, accepting the soft ear rubbing.
"But...you matter to me." He traced his finger into her ear, and she eventually pulled away from it.
"There you go feeding me that lovey-dovey mush." Nexii gagged with an impish grin. "Just show me you haven't gone kitteny soft."
"Of course I haven't. I hate <Core>. I'll just give them an additional 30 days suspension for some trivial rule infraction." Sirken shrugged, as if he gave them no concern at all. He knew beforehand that she would find this an irresistable gesture.
"Works for me; down with farm squads! Let's fuck." Nexii pushed Sirken on his back and straddled atop his pelvis. "Just lay back and relax, my dark knight. I promise I won't hurt you - this one time." She smirked, holding his wrists down on the bed. She leaned in close and began to whisper in his ears:
Think about the good things
That I did to you
And think about the bad things
That I didn't do, that I didn't do
That I didn't do, that I didn't do
Turn your head
If it don't feel good
Turn your head
If you don't wanna take it
She repeated the melody and forced him inside her sex while doing so. She rocked and thrusted her hips down against his body. It was a more soft and intimate style than what they typically shared, but it worked for both. The jadedness had to be mended just as Sirken's wounds had been, and both of them knew it. Any animosity between them would be put aside for now. Such hate was much better reserved for more deserving targets on P99.
His head never turned throughout the sex. Not when he felt himself cumming into her, and not when she refused to stop after her own first orgasm. As exhausting as her insatiable lust was, he couldn't turn away. He wouldn't turn away. She was his drug. Exactly as he knew righteousness was her drug.