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In the middle of a room with no windows, under dim light and everything cast in gray tones like an old eighties movie, Daniel sat smoking a cigarette while a noir-style jazz saxophone played in the background. He took a deep drag; the smoke curled in front of his face as he fixed his gaze on the viewer.
"I think I became a prostitute when I slept with the first woman to get her Semblance," he said as he exhaled a cloud of smoke.
—/—
"Oh my God..." she moaned in pleasure, standing with her back against the wall, arching as the sensations ran through her like a live current.
Her legs trembled, and her hands clawed at the surface, trying to hold on, but the pleasure drained her strength. She felt that tongue moving with controlled fury, more skillful than any other man's, devouring her without rest, working her pussy with precision, licking every corner, drenching her until she shook.
"Mhm… mhmmm…" she murmured through her teeth, trying to hold back her moans, biting her lip as her breathing grew uneven.
But her body refused to obey. She looked down, unable to resist, and the air caught in her throat when she saw Aegis between her legs, his face wet, his eyes locked on hers. His tongue moved with cruel precision, up and down, barely brushing beneath her clitoris, sending tremors through her that left her breathless, driving her crazier with each stroke.
She tried to hold his gaze, but that eye contact broke her completely. She looked away, biting her lip harder until she tasted the metallic trace of blood. She tried to resist, to drag out the moment, but looking away was a mistake.
"Ahh!" she screamed when she felt him stop licking the surface and move to a deeper attack. His tongue plunged inside her, hot and firm, exploring every corner as the walls of her pussy clenched around him uncontrollably.
Her back arched sharply, her legs giving out. Her hands left the wall to reach for his head, clutching it between her fingers as if she could stop him.
"W-wait..." she managed to say between broken gasps, but he didn't listen.
Aegis kept moving with fury, his tongue thrusting in and out, devouring her, driving her toward the edge without mercy.
"Ah… ahhh… A-ahh…" she moaned, her voice trembling, her body shaking. She felt like she was about to fall, but his hands grabbed her by the hips, lifting her just slightly off the ground. She was trapped between the wall and his mouth, suspended, with no way out, no strength or will to resist.
The pleasure hit her all at once.
"AAHHHHH—!" The scream broke in her throat as she came violently, her legs trembling, her fluids spilling over his face. Her body convulsed, shuddering while his tongue kept holding her there, taking it all. Each spasm tore another moan from her, weaker than the last.
When she finally let herself drop, her body stayed pressed against the wall, her breasts rising and falling quickly. Aegis straightened up, wiped his face with the back of his hand, and adjusted his clothes without even looking at her. Not a word. Not a smile. He simply walked away.
She let out a short, rough laugh, letting her body slide down to the floor.
"What a shame..." she murmured between sighs, her skin still burning. She ran a hand down her thigh, feeling the warmth still pulsing inside her.
"I really would've liked to have his number," she thought, smiling wearily.
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with Gemaxter.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying Gemaxter's Semblance: Pain Transfer]
[Pain Transfer: Allows the user to transfer part of the physical pain they receive to a nearby target.]
[Assimilating Gemaxter's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +4 gacha rolls]
—/—
Daniel took another drag from his cigarette, leaning against the corner of a dark street. The smoke drifted out slowly, dissolving into the cold air. He wasn't the only one there; several men were waiting for the same thing, spread among the corners, some leaning against the walls.
"At first, I told myself I wasn't a prostitute because... well, I didn't charge for it." He muttered with a bitter smile, releasing the smoke in a weary exhale. He looked at the empty street in front of him, the flickering lights of barely working neon signs casting their dull glow.
"But the truth is, I did get something in return, even if it wasn't money."
A car approached slowly, reducing its speed until it stopped in front of him. Daniel took one last drag from the cigarette, dropped it, and crushed it under his shoe before stepping closer. The window rolled down with a soft hum.
"How much?" asked the woman from the driver's seat, her voice firm, hiding no intention.
Daniel didn't answer right away. He leaned slightly, observing her: the stance, the combat clothes, the controlled posture. A Huntress, without a doubt. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he tilted his head and rested one arm on the door.
"I don't do it for money." His tone was calm, almost teasing. "How about you tell me what your Semblance is instead?"
—/—
Lying on her side on the bed, leaning forward with her hands pressed against the mattress and her ass raised, she felt him force her cheeks apart. The head of his cock pressed against the entrance of her pussy, and she couldn't help but let out a rough moan at the touch. It was an unusual position; most of the time she was the one on top, taking control, setting the pace. But though unusual, she wasn't exactly displeased.
"Mhmmm…" she moaned, her fingers tightening against the sheet when she felt the lips of her pussy spreading under the pressure of his cock. The penetration started slow, a thick, warm push that made her let out a muffled cry. Her legs trembled, her arms faltered, and she could barely keep her balance as he pushed deeper into her depths.
"Fuck…" she growled, feeling his grip on her hips tighten. Then came that final thrust, strong and deliberate, filling her completely until he hit her cervix. She saw stars. Her legs gave out instantly, her arms too, and her face fell onto the bed while he still held her up, not allowing her a second of rest. The walls of her pussy closed around his cock tightly, squeezing it like a glove.
"I think I bit off more than I could handle..." she managed to think just as he began to pull back, his cock sliding out slowly, dragging along the wet, burning sensation inside her. She tightened her muscles, trying to stop him from leaving, but he kept pulling out until only the tip remained inside.
"W-wait..." she stammered, turning her head slightly to look at him over her shoulder. "M-maybe we could go a bit slower—"
She didn't finish the sentence.
"Oh!" she cried out when he pushed in again, burying his entire length inside her in a single thrust. The air escaped her in a broken moan.
"I guess that's a no..." she murmured into the sheets, her voice muffled just before the first impact echoed.
SLAP. SLAP.
The thrusts came quickly after, slow but deep, making her bounce with every movement. The wet sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, mixing with her increasingly loud moans. "Mhmm… mhmm… mhmm…" she whimpered between ragged breaths, biting the blanket when the pleasure became unbearable.
Her hands clutched the sheets, pulling at them while he kept thrusting, faster and deeper each time, hitting the sensitive spots inside her over and over again. She wanted to tell him to slow down, to let her breathe, but she couldn't. It felt too good, too full, each thrust scraping her inner walls with a burning pleasure that left her breathless.
She was close. Too close. She tried to hold it back, biting her lips, but her body no longer obeyed.
"Inside... please..." she begged with a trembling voice just as her pussy clenched tightly, squeezing his cock in a series of rhythmic spasms. She came, her juices splashing down her thighs, waves of pleasure running through her uncontrollably.
He wasn't far behind. With one final thrust he pushed in all the way, his cock throbbing against her cervix as he came inside her, the heat filling her to the limit. That sensation was the final spark.
Without strength, and with his hands no longer holding her firmly, her body collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, breathing heavily.
"That was amazing..." she murmured faintly, on the edge of unconsciousness. But there was no one left in the room to hear her.
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with DiceXd.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying DiceXd's Semblance: Air Cannon]
[Air Cannon: Allows the user to generate walls or blasts of compressed air.]
[Assimilating DiceXd's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +4 gacha rolls]
—/—
"Like every job..." Daniel said, sitting once again in the gray room. "There's always a certain level of loss: money, resources... time."
He took a long drag from his cigarette and exhaled slowly. "Well, this job is no exception," he murmured, watching the smoke scatter in front of him.
—/—
She lay on her back on the messy bed, legs spread, trembling slightly. Her body was covered in sweat, her chest rising and falling rapidly as Daniel positioned himself between her thighs. His hard cock brushed against the wet entrance of her pussy, and her heat hit him instantly. He held her by the hips, feeling her skin burning under his hands. He didn't hesitate. He pushed hard, sinking fully into her in one motion, meeting no resistance.
The walls of her pussy closed around him at once, gripping him with a wet heat that drew a low growl from his throat. She reacted instinctively, moving her hips against him, breathing in short, broken gasps.
"Ah… ah… ah…" he heard her moan between breaths, her body trembling beneath his. The view was good. A trained woman, a firm body, arching under him, her moans filling the room. At another time, he might have taken his time to appreciate it, to enjoy the sight and play a little longer.
But this wasn't that kind of moment.
He pulled his hips back and drove in again, hard.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.
Each thrust came faster than the last, short and forceful strokes that made their bodies collide over and over again. The wet sound of their contact filled the room as she moaned, her inner walls tightening around every inch of his cock. Daniel grunted, focused, savoring the heat that wrapped around him.
"Come on, faster..." he thought, clenching his jaw.
He let go of one of her hips and brought his hand up to her chest. "Ah!" she cried out as his fingers squeezed her soft breast tightly, her breathing breaking apart.
"Come already..." Daniel muttered through his teeth, speeding up, pushing harder.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.
The thrusts grew more violent. The woman arched her back, muscles tensed, her moans turning into short cries.
"Slower!" she pleaded, but Daniel didn't listen. He ignored her, watching her back curve, her head tilt back, her skin shining with sweat. He kept thrusting hard, losing himself in the rhythm of the wet collision, in the sound of her pussy taking him again and again.
It didn't take long. One last deep thrust was all it took for her body to start shaking.
"AHHHHH!!!!" she screamed as her pussy tightened around him, squeezing him hard, pulling him in with rhythmic spasms.
"That's it..." he murmured, feeling her juices running down his cock, coating it completely. He pulled out slowly, watching the woman's body still trembling in small aftershocks. Hoping that it had been enough.
And fortunately, it was.
A notification appeared in front of him, projected in the air with the soft blue glow of the system. The smile that formed on his face lasted only a second.
"Wait a moment..." he muttered, frowning.
The woman, still recovering from her orgasm, blinked in confusion. "Is something wrong...?" she managed to ask, but Daniel interrupted her without hesitation.
"You told me your Semblance was 'Flight.'"
She looked puzzled, though she quickly forced a confident smile. "Of course it's Flight."
Daniel nodded slowly, watching her in silence. "Then your gift isn't 'Glycerin,' is it?"
The instant he said the name of that Semblance, her expression changed. She had the decency to look embarrassed, but only for a second.
"Okay..." she said with a light laugh, "you caught me. Though I'm not sure how..." She moved her hand up to her chest, stroking it softly, trying to distract him.
"...But that doesn't matter, right? I mean... we had fun, didn't we? How about you forget that little detail and we keep having fun?"
Daniel looked at her, his expression hardening. As soon as she finished speaking, his eyes narrowed.
Ten seconds later, the window of the room flew open.
"AAHHHH!" she screamed, shot outward. Her naked body fell straight into a garbage container one floor below.
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with EmiEmi_.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying EmiEmi_'s Semblance: Glycerin]
[Glycerin: The user's body secretes glycerin through the skin, keeping it hydrated.]
[Assimilating EmiEmi_'s stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +4 gacha rolls]
—/—
Daniel slammed the window shut.
"Bet you wish your Semblance really was flight right about now, huh, bitch?" he spat with an annoyed sneer as he got dressed. It didn't take him long to finish, heading downstairs to the bar on the first floor and walking up to the counter.
A woman's voice greeted him almost immediately.
"I just saw a woman fall from the second floor into a dumpster," said Berta, the innkeeper, with the calm tone of someone who had already seen too much, wiping a glass with a rag.
"If she owes you money, I've got some girls who can get it out of her quick."
Daniel shook his head, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "You know I don't charge money."
Without another word, Berta handed him a drink — she already knew what he liked.
"Hard to believe," she murmured.
"I have my reasons."
Berta shrugged, leaning on the counter. "Not my business to get into other people's messes. God knows I've got enough of my own."
Daniel let out a short laugh as he drank. Despite her sharp temper and constant sarcasm, he found Berta tolerable. Not good, exactly, but decent. Not many motel owners allowed the local prostitutes to use their rooms. She did. And that made the place a valuable refuge.
Besides, Berta was a former Huntress — and that alone was enough to make anyone think twice before starting trouble in her establishment.
Finishing his drink, Daniel stood up from the stool. "Thanks, Berta."
She shook her head, smiling faintly. "Already off to find another client?"
"What can I say, I'm a hardworking man."
He was about to leave, but stopped and turned to her. "Almost forgot to thank you for letting me use the rooms."
Berta waved a hand. "No need to thank me. I should be thanking you. Those idiots pay for the whole night and only stay an hour." She laughed softly, looking down at the glass she kept drying.
"Though I still wonder what exactly you do to make them leave with their legs shaking."
"You could find out if you asked," Daniel said with a crooked grin, winking at her. He wouldn't have minded having some fun with her; he knew Berta was a powerful Huntress, though her Semblance remained a mystery.
"I'll pass," she shot back immediately. "I feel like if I slept with you, I'd have to inject penicillin straight into my cunt afterward. So no, thanks."
Daniel chuckled lightly, turning his back to her as he headed for the exit. "Your loss."
He stepped through the door, lighting a cigarette — the smoke mixing with the night air as he walked away from the bar. He took a long drag, the glow of the flame lighting his face for an instant.
"Though if I'm being honest..." he murmured with a half-smile, laughing under his breath as he looked toward an imaginary camera, "I can't say it wasn't fun while it lasted."
—/—
His hands were on the heads of two women kneeling in front of him. Both were breathing heavily, their hot breaths mixing with the moans they let out over his cock.
Daniel growled low, watching their naked bodies move slightly, their breasts swaying with each desperate attempt to close the distance that separated them from his length. Loosening his grip on their heads, he let them continue, enjoying how their soft, wet tongues pressed against his shaft, one on each side.
"Grrr..." he growled softly, hearing them mumble as both moved their tongues slowly, up and down, letting saliva drip down their chins onto their chests.
The sensation was good, but not enough. Tightening his grip on the head of the one on the left, he made her look at him. She looked up, confused, right before feeling the tip of his cock pressing against her lips.
"Open..." he murmured.
She obeyed, letting him in slowly, her tongue massaging his tip as he pushed deeper, feeling the warm wetness of her mouth enveloping him. He stopped only when more than half was inside, growling with pleasure. The other woman didn't waste time: her lips covered the rest, her tongue moving with passion over the exposed surface, licking what was left.
"Continue..." he ordered through his teeth.
The one with him in her mouth pulled back slowly until only the tip remained between her lips. Her tongue appeared, swirling quickly around the head before plunging down again, taking him in completely once more. Back and forth, again and again, sucking hard, her mouth working with rhythm.
"Gru... gru..." came the wet, rhythmic sound of her throat swallowing, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked harder. Every time her tongue passed underneath, just along the sensitive line, Daniel clenched his jaw, a growl slipping through his teeth. She scraped lightly with her teeth along the underside, not enough to hurt, just enough to drive him crazy.
"Fuck..." he growled, his body tensing. "This damn one really knows what she's doing."
The second woman tried to join in, but he pushed her aside with a quick movement. He grabbed the head of the one sucking him and began thrusting into her mouth hard, taking her by surprise.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The sound of his thrusts filled the room, wet and constant. Daniel panted, feeling her throat tighten and open around his cock, the heat surrounding him completely. He looked down briefly: clouded eyes, saliva dripping, makeup ruined. His grip on her hair tightened, pushing faster, deeper, until the rhythm turned frantic.
His breathing broke. His cock throbbed inside her mouth, pulsing hard, the pleasure building until he couldn't hold it anymore.
"Ahhh…" he exhaled with a growl, releasing hot streams of cum straight down her throat. She swallowed clumsily, once, twice, three times, her eyes rolling back as he kept her pressed against his pelvis. He only let her go when he finished, staying still for a few seconds, exhaling in relief before letting her fall to the floor.
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with HughAinzbear.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying HughAinzbear's Semblance: Electric Charge]
[Electric Charge: The user's body can absorb, store, and manipulate electric currents.]
[Assimilating HughAinzbear's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +8 gacha rolls]
He didn't stop. Turning his head, he saw the other girl frozen in shock, eyes wide, body trembling. Panic flashed across her face when she realized Daniel was looking at her and reaching out.
"Wait, wait—" she managed to stammer, but the rest turned into a muffled "Mhmm!" when he grabbed her by the hair and, without warning, shoved his cock into her mouth in one hard thrust. No teasing, no softness. Her lips were forced open, her nose pressed against his pelvis. He held her there for a few seconds, watching her struggle to breathe, her eyes wet and shaking.
Only then did he pull back, letting her gasp for air.
"Ahhh! Cough, cough, cough!" she coughed hard, looking up at him in anger. "You bastard—"
"Mhmm!!"
Her words were cut off as he pushed again, driving himself deep into her throat without pause. This time there were no breaks. Daniel held her firmly, moving his hips with steady rhythm, fucking her throat with every thrust. The sound of her muffled moans and the wet echo of each impact filled the room.
Hrghp. Hrghp. Hrghp.
The noise was as filthy as it was arousing, her tongue moving desperately, her throat tightening around his cock, squeezing and loosening in time with his movements. His grip on her hair grew firmer, guiding her to his rhythm, setting the pace with every thrust.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The impact of his pelvis against her face echoed through the room, mixing with the sounds of saliva and broken gasps. Daniel felt the pulse run up his spine, the heat building in his abdomen, his legs tightening. It didn't take much longer.
"Fuck..." he growled through clenched teeth, pushing one last time, burying himself completely. His cock began to throb inside her throat before releasing another burst of hot cum straight into her.
She swallowed instinctively, her eyes unfocused, the sounds of "glup, glup" echoing through the room. Some of the cum leaked from her mouth and nose, sliding down her face as her body trembled. Daniel kept his grip until he was done emptying himself, then let go of her head, his cock sliding out slowly, shiny and slick from the mix of saliva and semen.
The girl fell to the floor like her companion, both gasping, exhausted, their bodies shaking. Daniel barely gave them a glance. Dressing calmly, picking up his jacket, he headed for the door.
The sound of the door closing was the last thing left before silence.
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with Heattcliff48.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying Heattcliff48's Semblance: Amplify]
[Amplify: Increases the sensation of pain caused by the user's attacks.]
[Assimilating Heattcliff48's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +4 gacha rolls]
—/—
MHMMMA!! AHH!!!
Daniel watched the woman moan and writhe as his fingers sank into her wet pussy, her breasts pressed against the wall, her back arched, her thighs trembling.
He held her firmly by the neck, keeping her from escaping as he watched her lose control, gasping for air, her body curving backward with every movement of his fingers. Her moans turned into broken cries, her voice trembling in time with the motion of his hand.
Daniel's fingers moved in and out furiously, drenched by the flow running down her thighs. Her breasts flattened against the wall with every thrust, her nails scratching for something, anything to hold on to as the pressure built inside her.
"Yes... yes... yes!" she screamed, her voice breaking, her legs giving out under the shaking. Daniel felt her pussy tighten, every contraction gripping his fingers hard, warm and slick. He didn't stop, kept working her fast, his fingers twisting, plunging in and out until he felt her entire body shudder.
MHMMM!!!
The moan escaped through her clenched teeth as she came, her pussy convulsing in sharp spasms, soaking his fingers in thick pleasure. Her legs could barely hold her up. Daniel slowly pulled out his fingers, a shining thread of her juices dripping from her pussy to his hand. Without releasing her neck, he moved behind her, his body pressed to hers, his chest against her back, his breath hitting her ear.
Rubbing the tip of his cock against the entrance of her soaked pussy, he felt her tremble, opening instinctively. She said nothing; her hips moved toward him, seeking more. Daniel thrust hard, burying his entire length in one deep stroke.
"Ahhh!" The moan mixed with the wet sound of impact. Her pussy took him in hot, soft, tight, molding to his shape. Daniel growled, pulling his hips back only a few inches before slamming into her again.
SLAP. The sound of his skin hitting her ass echoed through the room.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.
Each thrust was deeper than the last, his pelvis striking with a steady, raw rhythm. Her moans mixed with his uneven breathing, her voice turning into little more than a muffled whimper.
Daniel let go of her neck and grabbed her arms, twisting them gently behind her as he pushed her against the wall, pressing her down with his weight. Each movement lifted her slightly off the ground, her feet barely touching the floor, her breasts flattened against the wall.
"W-wait... wait..." she stammered, her face scraping the surface with each thrust.
Daniel didn't listen. He kept slamming into her hard, his breathing growing heavier, the wet sound of their bodies filling the room. She could protest all she wanted, but the way her pussy clenched around him said something else: she was enjoying it as much as he was.
Quickening his pace, Daniel thrust harder, her body giving in with every impact.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.
The gasps mixed with his growls until he felt his cock throb, the orgasm tearing through him.
"Ahhh... ahhh..." he exhaled through his teeth, the final thrust burying him completely inside her.
His cum shot deep into her womb, hot and thick, filling her as she moaned with a broken cry, her pussy tightening in spasms, coating his cock with streams of her orgasm.
Daniel held her for a moment, breathing against her neck, before slowly pulling out, watching the remnants of their release drip down between her legs.
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with SIR_Daoist_lizard.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying SIR_Daoist_lizard's Semblance: Threshold]
[Threshold: Allows the user to create small spatial portals that can connect to each other.]
[Assimilating SIR_Daoist_lizard's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +4 gacha rolls]
—/—
Sitting on a lonely bench, Daniel tilted his head back, letting the cold air numb his skin as he looked up at the night sky. Exhaling slowly, he watched his own breath dissolve into a white cloud that disappeared within seconds.
He liked to think of himself as the lord of the night.
"Like Batman," he thought, a faint smile curving his lips. "But with more lube and less vengeance..."
The laugh that followed was short, dry, fading as quickly as it came. His expression returned to the same emptiness as before.
"Who am I kidding..." he muttered, rubbing his face with one hand. "This got boring way too fast..."
He couldn't deny that his body still responded; he could still find pleasure in those encounters. But that wasn't enough anymore. Spending a couple of hours with a stranger, then another, one after another —different faces, same routines— had become monotonous. He no longer did it out of desire, but because he had to. Just another task to complete.
And maybe that was the problem... or maybe it was the loss of the challenge. There used to be something that kept him tense, alert, hooked on the uncertainty of the game. Now everything felt too easy, predictable, mechanical.
Closing his eyes, he let out a tired sigh, sinking deeper against the backrest.
God... he missed Rosella. Sadako. Even Weiss. Not out of love, he was sure of that. But because somehow, they still had something the others had lost: essence.
—/—
Lying on the bed with his head resting on the pillow, Daniel watched with a bored expression as the woman on top of him bounced up and down on his cock. Her hips rose and fell in a steady rhythm, her breasts brushing his chest with every movement, the wet sound filling the room.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The echo of their bodies colliding mixed with her high, uneven moans.
"Yes, fuck..." the woman panted. "You're so good..."
Her pussy clenched around him rhythmically, her hips twisting to seek more friction. Daniel barely kept his interest. He felt the heat, the wetness, the pulsing inside her, but his mind was far away, drifting.
"Oh, yeah... you're so good..." he murmured in a flat tone, almost automatic, repeating the phrases he had learned women in this world liked to hear.
"You're so tight... you're the only one... you turn my world upside down... blah, blah, blah..." he added with irony, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from yawning.
He waited almost impatiently for the system menu to appear, the indicator that would let him mark this encounter as completed and move on to the next.
"Say my name!" she screamed, her voice breaking through a moan.
Daniel frowned, trying to remember what her name was. No matter how much he tried —not that he tried very hard—, he couldn't recall it. And his attempt was cut short when—
SLAP!
The slap echoed through the room, his head turning from the force.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Say my name!" she insisted, never stopping the movement of her hips.
Daniel took a couple of seconds to process it. He barely felt the hit; his enhanced body dulled the pain, but the offense didn't disappear.
"Alright..." he thought, narrowing his eyes with a tired smile.
It was a good moment to test something. He mentally activated an ability: [Aphrodisiac Essence x25], curious to see what its effects would be.
[Sounds of an ambulance]
The entire bar had gone silent as the paramedics wheeled the woman's body out on a stretcher, moving quickly between the tables. The sirens of the medical Bullhead still echoed outside, leaking through the open door.
"Is she dead?" asked Berta, standing still beside Daniel, both of them watching the rigid body with an expression of frozen ecstasy on her face.
"She's not…" he replied, shaking his head slowly. "They said she'll be fine… probably."
"What happened to her?" she insisted, not taking her eyes off the scene.
"According to the paramedics, it was an O.I.A."
Berta frowned. "A what?"
"Orgasm-Induced Aneurysm."
The woman let out a short, incredulous laugh. "Are you telling me you fucked her so hard she had an aneurysm?"
Daniel shrugged, suppressing a grin. "I don't wanna brag… but yeah, that's basically what happened." He nudged her arm playfully, raising an eyebrow in mock pride. "Bet you're regretting turning me down now, huh?"
"I feel like rejecting you was the best decision of my life."
"Pfff… whatever." He huffed, spinning on his heels and heading toward the door. "I'm going to find another woman."
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with Benka.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying Benka's Semblance: Energy Saving]
[Energy Saving: The user can remain active with little food, water, or rest.]
[Assimilating Benka's stats: 10% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +4 gacha rolls]
He didn't get two steps before a firm hand landed on his shoulder, stopping him.
"I'm afraid I'll have to ruin your plans," said a female voice, steady and unfamiliar.
Daniel turned around immediately, finding himself face-to-face with a tall, dark-skinned woman with short hair and a muscular build, dressed in a white uniform.
"May I ask why?" he said, arching an eyebrow.
The woman removed her hand with composure. "Elm Ederne, member of the Ace-Ops," she introduced herself, showing her credentials on her scroll.
Daniel nodded, recognizing the name at once. The Ace-Ops—Atlas's elite team—and of course he knew them; Weiss's sister was part of that squad. His curiosity sparked instantly; huntresses of that level surely had powerful Semblances. A slow smile spread across his face.
"I'm investigating why one of Atlas's huntresses ended up in that condition," Elm continued, her tone firm. "I'll need you to come with me to give a statement."
She lifted a hand to take him by the arm, but before she could touch him, Berta stepped in to stop her.
"The paramedics already confirmed the cause. I don't think you need to take the kid…"
"Eh." Daniel raised a hand, gently moving Berta aside. "If the strong and mighty huntress of the Ace-Ops wants to interrogate me…" he grinned, boldly taking Elm's arm, "who are we to say no?"
His fingers trailed along the fabric of her uniform, feeling the tension of the muscle beneath it. A faint blush appeared on her face, barely visible under the bar's dim light.
Berta took a second to process what was happening, and when she did, she let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head.
"You're hopeless…" she muttered, heading back to the bar.
Daniel leaned closer to Elm, lowering his voice into a suggestive tone. "I'd love to answer all your questions, but…" he slid his hand over her chest, tracing slow circles on the fabric,
"could we do it here, at a table? Interrogation rooms make me horny— I mean, nervous."
Elm coughed into her hand, trying to hide the blush on her face. "I think I can make an exception in this case."
Daniel didn't hesitate, gently pulling her toward a nearby table. He dropped into the chair with a relaxed air, rolling the glass between his fingers. "So tell me, officer…" he said with a tilted smile, giving her a flirtatious look. "How can I help you?"
Elm sat down across from him, regaining her composure and adopting her most professional expression. "First, I'd like to know your name."
"Aegis," Daniel replied, extending his hand calmly while she wrote it down on her scroll.
"Then, Mr. Aegis, I'd like you to explain what happened with the huntress who, according to the report, was with you at the time of the incident."
"Ah…" Daniel sighed, resting his elbow on the table. "I thought the paramedics would've already told you."
"They did," Elm nodded. "They said she suffered an O.I.E., but you'll understand it's hard to believe that a professional huntress would have that kind of… accident."
Daniel hummed absently, swirling his glass. "If you don't believe me, I can show you," he murmured, winking shamelessly.
Elm nearly choked, coughing again before quickly regaining her composure. "I appreciate the offer," she clarified hastily, "but I'm really not interested in… the professional aspects of your work."
Daniel raised an eyebrow, pausing. "My work?"
She hesitated. "You know… prostitution."
The silence that followed was heavy. Daniel leaned back in his chair, frowning. "How dare you call me a prostitute?" he exclaimed, raising his voice.
"No, no, no," Elm rushed to say, lifting her hands defensively. "I'm not saying you are one, just that… you seem like one."
"Oh, so I look like some filthy street whore? Is that what you're saying?"
Elm nervously flipped through her notes. "It says here you've been seen with several women these past few days, is that correct?"
Daniel didn't deny it. "You're right. I've been with several women lately."
"That sounds… like prostitution," Elm muttered, uncertain.
"I'm not a prostitute," he replied, his tone sharpening. "For starters, prostitutes get paid. I don't."
He took a sip of his drink, looking at her calmly. "And as far as I know, being promiscuous isn't a crime."
He took a deep breath, reminding himself it wasn't worth getting upset. Regaining his usual smile, he leaned closer to her. "But putting that aside, it seems you already know plenty about me. Meanwhile, I don't know a thing about you."
He ran a finger along the rim of his glass, tracing slow circles. "Why don't you tell me something about yourself? It'd make me feel more comfortable."
"Like what?" asked Elm, sounding a bit more at ease.
Daniel pretended to think, smiling faintly. "I don't know… your tastes, your interests… or maybe," he lowered his voice, leaning in a little closer, "what your Semblance is."
—/—
A very dejected Elm sat alone at the bar, a half-empty bottle of liquor in front of her, sipping slowly while her vacant gaze stayed fixed on the bottom of her glass. She wasn't the kind to drink, but tonight she needed it. Her mind kept looping through everything that had happened, her stomach sinking a little more with each swallow.
At least until a firm hand suddenly landed on her shoulder, making her spin around sharply on the stool. Harriet stood there, glaring at her with clear annoyance.
"What the hell, Elm?!" she snapped, her tone sharp. "You were supposed to be back half an hour ago."
Elm blinked several times, trying to focus her eyes on the clock on the wall. "Sorry… I wasn't feeling well and needed a drink," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her words softened Harriet's expression a little. With a resigned sigh, she sat down beside her. "Ahh… fine. Tell me what happened. What about the guy you were sent to investigate?"
Elm hesitated, rolling the glass between her fingers before answering. "I couldn't arrest him."
Harriet let out a long sigh, tilting her head back. "Please don't tell me you went soft because he's a prostitute."
Elm quickly shook her head. "It's not that. He's not a prostitute. And I didn't find anything suspicious, so there was no reason to arrest him or keep him under surveillance."
Harriet gave her a confused look. "Then why the long face? What's wrong?"
Elm stayed silent for a few seconds, searching for the least pathetic way to put it. "My pride's hurt," she admitted finally, bringing the glass to her lips.
"Explain," Harriet said, propping an elbow on the counter.
"The guy I was interrogating… seemed interested in me," Elm began, lowering her eyes slightly. "At least until I told him what my Semblance was. That's when he completely lost interest. And now I just found out from the innkeeper that he only goes for women with powerful Semblances."
She finished the drink in one go, pressing her lips together. Her chest felt heavy, like something inside her had shrunk. Her Semblance—Aura Roots—had never seemed useless to her. It allowed her to anchor herself to the ground, become immovable, resist any force. Simple, yes, but effective.
"You do have a powerful Semblance," Harriet said, trying to cheer her up.
"That's exactly what I told him!" Elm replied, raising her voice. "And do you know what he said?"
Harriet stayed quiet, waiting for her to go on.
"He said anyone could do it! That my Semblance was the most useless thing he'd ever seen in his life!"
Harriet frowned. "Well, I don't think he can do what you do."
"I told him that too! And do you know what he did?" Elm shouted, slamming her hand on the bar in frustration. "He did the same thing as my Semblance, but without using aura!"
Harriet was left speechless, blinking in disbelief. "What?"
Elm shrugged, sighing. "I don't even know. He stood up and challenged me to move him. And I couldn't. I really tried, but he didn't budge a millimeter. It was like he was fused to the floor… just like with my Semblance. Maybe even better, because he didn't use any aura at all."
That memory hit her again. It wasn't just frustration she had felt, something worse lingered underneath: the certainty that her skill, her pride, failed to impress anyone.
Harriet shot up from her seat, furious. "Where is that idiot? I'm going to teach him some manners."
Elm, unmotivated, raised a finger and pointed toward the corner. "There," she murmured, watching as Aegis chatted with a woman.
Harriet didn't wait. She went straight for him, while Elm stayed on her stool. She just watched them talk, argue a little… and then saw the tension melt into smiles. Within seconds, both of them were heading upstairs toward the rooms.
Elm pressed a hand to her forehead, letting out a bitter sigh. "Bitch," she muttered, sinking back into her drink.
—/—
Daniel grunted through his teeth when Harriet—laughing, her eyes gleaming with a wild light—pushed him onto the bed and started tearing off his clothes before he could even react. In seconds, he was flat on his back, legs bent awkwardly as she climbed on top, holding him down with surprising strength. He could feel her lining herself up against him, searching for the right angle, settling into a kind of Amazonian stance where she had complete control.
He silently thanked his Futterwacken skill, because without it, his legs would've snapped in half; the woman was bending him like a damn pretzel.
A rough moan tore from Harriet's throat as she dropped her hips down in one fierce movement, impaling herself all the way to the base. Daniel gasped sharply—the contact was brutal, hot, slick.
"Shit…" he thought, watching her face. She had the look of a madwoman, completely lost in pleasure. Harriet pressed his legs harder against the mattress, moving with a frantic rhythm.
"Come on, pretty boy, don't disappoint me," she taunted between moans, rolling her hips faster and faster.
Daniel growled as she rode him with wild intensity, her body slamming against his over and over. His cock slid in and out of her at a pace that stole his breath, while Harriet's breasts bounced violently in front of his face.
"She's insane," he thought, fighting the urge to laugh and moan at the same time. But he didn't move. He wanted to see how far she'd go.
Harriet cried out, leaning forward, her face completely flushed. Her insides clamped down on him—tight, wet, hot, almost sucking him in. Every thrust came with a wet sound, fluids running down her thighs.
"Come on, come on, come on!" she gasped desperately, digging her nails into his legs as her body trembled on top of him.
Daniel let out a deep growl when he felt her tighten around him; his mouth hung open, breathing unevenly as her contractions rippled through her entire body. Her spasms made her move clumsily, grinding down one last time, burying him to the hilt.
Harriet's body tensed, her sex squeezing him hard as she came, biting her lip and letting out a broken moan. He followed soon after; his back arched, a shudder running through him as he spilled into her, hot and thick.
They stayed there, panting, still tangled in that strange position. Only when their breathing steadied did Harriet loosen her grip and collapse on top of him, laughing softly.
"That was good," she murmured, amused.
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with Harriet Bree, member of the Ace-Ops.
Score: B (x2)
[Copying Harriet Bree's Semblance: Super-Speed]
[Super-Speed: Allows the user to move incredibly fast, leaving behind an electric trail.]
[Assimilating Harriet Bree's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[Extra Reward: +4 gacha rolls]
—/—
And as if it had been nothing more than a blink, the time GLaDOS had given him to gather all the Semblances had finally run out. Had he managed to collect them all? Of course not! But he'd gathered enough for her not to throw his "incompetence" back in his face.
Now completely prepared, he walked down the stairs to the first floor, adjusting his jacket as he headed straight toward Berta.
"Going after another victim?" she asked without even looking up from the glasses she was cleaning.
Daniel quickly shook his head, a calm smile on his lips. "No. I'm done here, so I'm leaving."
Berta paused, arching a brow. "Something tells me it's unlikely you'll come back."
Daniel nodded without bothering to hide it. He had no reason to lie. "Probably not."
"Where to now?" she pressed, setting the glass down on the counter and giving him her full attention.
"My next stop is Atlas."
Berta looked up, surprised. "Don't tell me you're heading to the grand opening of that miracle generator that's supposed to save Atlas?" she asked.
"Something like that."
It was obvious the news had leaked, despite all efforts to keep it secret. The rumor that Atlas was building a generator capable of powering both Atlas and Mantle without using Dust had spread everywhere. Some saw it as hope; others, just another lie. At least his name hadn't surfaced. If it had, he would've known—this inn heard everything before anyone else did.
Berta let out a short laugh and waved her hand dismissively. "Well, I wish you luck. But I'll warn you, no one's going up to Atlas right now. The only ones getting in are military bullheads. It'll be impossible for you to pass."
Daniel brushed off the warning with a small tilt of his head, turning toward the door. "I have my ways. Goodbye."
He stepped across the threshold without looking back.
Berta stood there for a few seconds, staring at the door, her face caught somewhere between pride and resignation. "He was promiscuous, rude… and I'm sure he stole from every woman he slept with." She paused, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye with mock dramatics. "And yet, he made me so much money. There goes the best prostitute in Mantle… How I'm going to miss that boy."
One of the barmaids turned, surprised. "Seriously?"
Berta thought about it for a second, then shrugged. "Mmm… nah. Now get back to work!"
—//—
IMPORTANT
Someone made me realize that I forgot to include the Semblances the MC obtained from Roane Ashwood and Ruda Tilleroot, with whom he had the threesome.Here's an image to remind you [Image], so I'll add them below.Here they are:
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with Roane Ashwood, member of Team BRIR.
Score: B
[Copying Roane Ashwood's Semblance: Inferno]
[Inferno: Allows the user to release continuous streams of fire from their body.]
[Assimilating Roane Ashwood's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
[You have cheated on your girlfriend]
You have cheated on Ruby Rose and Weiss Schnee with Ruda Tilleroot, member of Team BRIR.
Score: B
[Copying Ruda Tilleroot's Semblance: Delve]
[Delve: Allows the user to dig through the ground by becoming intangible.]
[Assimilating Ruda Tilleroot's stats: 15% (maximum 25%)]
—//—
Author's Note:
I told you not to write "Write however you like," but you didn't listen! And now you face the consequences. I missed a few names, but oh well, that'll have to wait for another day.
What a long chapter—honestly, I didn't want to split it again. I just wanted to move forward or this would never end. I hope you enjoyed it. It was 8k words, so you better leave at least one comment.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts about the story ideas I mentioned in the previous chapter; it really helped me see which ones caught your interest. Funny enough, RWBY-Minecraft was one of the most popular picks. Either way, I'll keep developing the ones that got the most attention. Once I finish one and have a solid plot, I'll start turning the drafts into chapters. For now, I'll keep going with this story.
Did I ever tell you that this fanfic is only planned up until the beginning of Beacon? No? Well, now you know. My idea draft only goes that far, so there's a good chance this might go on hiatus once I reach that point.
Anyway, thanks for reading, and also thanks to the bastards who gave me power stones for some reason.
Kisses and hugs ❤️