A real, good blade is forged under a heavy pressure, heat and the most important part... determination.
It’s a long process, one that isn’t the cup of tea for every person.
Only a selected few are the chosen ones, those that are allowed to forge their blades in the empress’s domain.
And Aaron... he was the first chosen, the only one who directly or indirectly received the empress’s permission to pierce her in the place she herself didn’t try to touch much.
The place where the tightness and pressure is unmatched, and the heat is unbearable.
Only the dedicated one could dare to explore the uncharted territory.
Aaron cursed loudly alongside Karen’s screams, grunting as he found his cock lodged into her hole as if soone had glued it shut with the super glue!
When he tried to thrust it forward, it slid in without an issue but...
Pulling out was a task in itself.
Going forward was like climbing stairs using an escalator. Smooth, easy and convenient.
But going back was not allowed. Whenever Aaron tried to pull himself outside of her hole, her body gripped him like a vice, tightening around his shaft with enough pressure that it might even snap.
Though, it wasn’t as if he couldn’t move at all.
The hole acted sentient, allowing him to pull himself out up till the tip fairly easier when compared to trying to remove it all together.
This left Aaron with only one valid move...
Keep thrusting back and forth into Karen’s hole!
Aaron’s fear and satisfaction both were soaring, fear because he was afraid about losing his dear little brother and satisfaction was self explanatory.
As for Karen herself, she couldn’t care less!
She was having the ti of her life, moaning loudly in such a slutty way that no one would call her an empress if they heard it.
She stopped resisting completely to the point that Aaron could even spank her hard on the ass and she would only scream "Hit harder!"
In other words, she was done for.
Aaron pressed his hand on her nape, clutching the slender organ ruthlessly with enough pressure that a normal person would’ve died choking. But for Karen, it was nothing.
He continued to apply more pressure, burying Karen’s head into the mattress as he rotated his neck like a professional fighter going into the fighting ring.
Then... he let himself lose.
He grabbed her waist by the free hand, spreading her body wide under himself as he thrusted back and forth into the hole with all his strength.
The tension that used to stop him when trying to pull his cock out had disappeared, as if soone has suddenly lubed the place and it felt as good as new.
And that analogy may be correct considering the way Karen convulsed under his touch, moaning that she’s cumming and he should keep going harder.
Her fluids were the ones that provided Aaron a swift movent.
He choked her neck tighter and leaned down, biting on her midnight black, gorgeous lips as he kissed her.
She lted into the touch, wrapping her hands backwards around his neck as she arched into his pounding.
And then finally... Aaron felt the pressure build up.
His balls gave the instruction and the cock trembled in anticipation, signalling Karen’s walls to prepare themselves to receive his seed or sothing.
"I am cumming in this asshole of yours, Karen." Aaron whispered into Karen’s ears and she trembled, her hands frozen against his body as if she couldn’t believe what she just heard.
But then Aaron simply smirked and kissed her again, making her more confused than she already was.
Her frozen exterior lted slowly as she sighed in exasperation, "Cheeky mortal..." she whispered before kissing him back.
With the top head busy making out with Karen, the lower head decided to greet her in its own way, trembling and twitching against her walls.
Thick strings of cum shot out of the tip, drenching her insides in the shade of white as Karen ended up orgasming again, her body going limp right in his arms.
Aaron smirked in victory and quickly pulled himself out of the cursed asshole, scared that if Karen wakes up again he would be forced to go at it for several hours until she’s satisfied.
He looked around the wide room and saw only two doors a huge distance away.
One must be the exit and other should be the bathroom... at least that’s what the logic tells.
But he couldn’t judge these primordial gods based on logic, and if he dares to open any door and SOHOW gets found by Karen’s other admirers or other primordials, his death would be guranteed.
One look at her condition could tell that he wasn’t being gentle with her in the slightest.
There were no marks or injuries left on her body due to her superior race, but her disheveled hair, the twisted ahegao expression and the humiliating position...
Any of that could lead to the primordials getting mad and getting rid of Aaron.
If that wasn’t enough, Aaron could also see his cum leaking out of her asshole.
So having nothing better to do, Aaron bounced upright, cracking his neck as he raised one hand.
Then after adopting the coolest expression he could muster, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
His fingers snapped, producing a clear and crisp sound when the nanotech in his watch burst out.
Like the super hero from movies on earth, the nanotech slowly covered his entire body to dress him up perfectly.
Of course, in his case he wasn’t dressing up into a suit of armour but a normal pair of shirt and pants.
"Haah... it doesn’t feel as impactful as I imagined." Aaron said to himself, "Am I doing it wrong? There must be a reason why they love snapping their fingers right???"
He tapped his chin, plopping down on the bed with his legs crossed comfortably.
"Is it just for the show? Showmanship as they call it?? Do these old, ancestral, ancient peeps even need such plays like showmanship to look cool? They will look cool just by existing, I don’t understand why!!"
Aaron asked the question to his system panel as well but was easily ignored as the only reply he got was that system is under the process of changing class.
Karen was lying on the side like bag of potatoes, her grace as a primordial was already gone.
But Aaron was bored and she was the closest being who could serve as entertainnt currently since he didn’t want to take Alyssa out in this woman’s presence or he would’ve done so already.
No matter the proximity and closeness with this woman, he couldn’t trust her.
There was just an air about her that she could betray you at any ti, and if you trust her blindly you’re the fool for falling for it.
It was almost like benevolence in a way, that Karen allowed beings to see her sches beforehand and avoid those, instead of tricking them directly.
But there was no point in wondering about her when he barely knew about her.
Bored out of his mind, Aaron kept perfecting his finger snapping, dressing up technique while fixing Karen up slightly.
In the end, he placed her on his lap and decided to nap a little because she wasn’t showing any signs of waking up.
However the mont he closed his eyes to take so rest, he felt movent on his lap!
Karen had woken up.
Imdiately after awakening, she looked around and saw Aaron had dressed up already and she was on his lap.
Her lips curled into a beautiful smile, "Intending to leave already? How cold, mortal."
Aaron shrugged, "If fate has it, we will et again."
"Ho?" Karen raised her eyebrows and smirked, "You’re too young to be talking about fate, little primordial."
"I am not that youn... wait... what did you just call ?" Aaron paused mid speech, his ears refuse to believe what she just said.
Surely she ant to say primordial consort, not just primordial right??
"I decided upon the gift for partially completing the mission, Aaron."
He gulped, fixing his clothes and staring at her with wide eyes and hope like a little child looking forward to its christmas present.
Karen chuckled at the sight before snapping her fingers and making a black, ominous box appear between them.
At that ti she realized she was still naked so she snapped again and made the sa clothes as before appear around herself.
Aaron saw it all and nodded twice, ’There really is sothing different about their snaps... I will figure it out soday!’
Unknown about his internal thoughts, Karen’s expression beca serious as she looked at the black box.
"I will reward you with the bloodline of the primordial that used to be quite close to , but was slain 2 thousand years ago. You remind of him."
Aaron looked down at the box and gulped...
’Primordial bloodline...’
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