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Blood splatters onto the cold walls in the classroom and screams echo around the school premise. Monsters are running amok in the building, arachnid creatures biting the heads off of anyone it could get its hairy limbs on as the eggs they laid before hatch and consume the remainder of the victims. The students scatter around, only making themselves easy prey the moment they leave the school when enormous crows dive down from the air, swallowing them whole and spitting out their clothes. Despair hovers over the humble building. But not long after, a burst of light comes from the school rooftop.
“Magical girl Talia, moving out!”
Long fluffy ginger twintails bounce on the sides of the young girl’s face, as she leaps into the air and shoots numerous arrows at the murder of crows above the air first. The arrows continue to pierce the demons through the chest, making them disperse into thin air even as ice blue heels land on the blood soaked ground. Cheers erupt from the once gloomy schoolground. Finally someone is here to save them! Talia smiles softly at the students, “You are safe now. I will now go in to help out everyone else.” She taps on the heart-shaped communication device on her left ear, “Mocchin, can you go and support the kids in the yard? I’ll be cleaning up the rest of the trash~” A soft sigh comes through the earbud before that familiar smooth voice greets her ears, “Call me Morax, and I have already finished the inside, just wash away the blood.” Talia pouts cutely as she replies with a quiet okay and disappears with a flash, temporarily blinding the students.
Talia lands on the floor with a soft ‘thump’, whistling at the brutal sight before her eyes. Decapitated spider heads lay around messily, red and a disgusting swamp green mixing with each other on any surface in the long hall. Human corpses mingling with monsters’ everywhere in sight. But amidst all the chaos stands another young (looking) girl, a brunette whose hair is also in twintails, her long skirt and many layers of clothes hiding away her beautiful body and a dark brown eyepatch with gold details covering her right eye. Morax’s pristine figure contrasts the mutilated corpses in the surroundings even as filthy blood stains the soles of her boots. A crooked smile blooms on Talia’s lips, “Jiejie… you look so pretty like this…” she leans closer, her breath fans the older woman’s pink tinted cheek. A gloved finger runs under the rim of the piece of cloth covering her beloved’s eye, feeling each eyelash under the pad of her finger. “How about we have some fun first~ The students are already evacuated, we deserve a little break too~” Talia grins darkly when she sees the sparkling gold staining her gloves after touching her sweet. Morax looks away, her cheeks now a crimson rivaling the liquid that coats the walls. “Don’t. It’s inappropriate.”
Talia now really can’t stop the lopsided grin on her pink lips and she leans down slightly to catch Morax’s bright red lips with hers. The brunette frowns when she feels how slimy the ginger’s tongue is and tries to push her away to no avail. The younger only lets her go when Morax’s entire mouth smells like Talia’s favorite mint candy and peach lip gloss. Talia wipes at the corner of her lips, carelessly swipes at the smeared lipstick and grabs at her senior’s plump behind roughly. “Jiejie, are you seducing me? Because you’re doing a wonderful job at this.” Morax glares up at her, entirely all too unintimidating, Talia must say, with that glossy eye and reddening rim and bright red cheeks that almost glows in the grimy place. “Clean up, Talia. This is an order.” The brunette says it so milkily that Talia barks out a laugh and continues to press her against the sticky wall. So cute, her little boss is, messy lipstick and teary eyes, just begging for her to ruin whatever composure she has left. The gingerhead pulls out a small jar from her pouch and shakes it in front of Morax, a half-eaten eyeball stares back at her, diamond pupil mirroring her exposed one.
She frowns, “Such bad taste, Talia. Don’t keep the ‘candy’ for so long.” Talia giggles, the mirth in her tone all too clear, “But it tastes so good~,” she carefully takes the piece out with the tips of her fingers and plops the rest into her mouth, “I can’t help but try to keep it for longer, you know.” She hums happily at the flavors bursting inside her mouth, saliva gushing in and mixes with the flavor that is distinctly
her
while the woman in front of her turns away, still forced to hear all the graphic squelching beside her red ears. Talia swallows the treat with a gulp, not forgetting to make sure that she has cleaned out her mouth before leaning down to kiss the warm earlobe before her eyes, her sharp pearly teeth teasing the soft flesh and biting down. Sweet ichor floods her taste buds, sending waves upon waves of ecstasy through her body.
This is what makes them the perfect pair, their synergy. Until now, no one has managed to harvest quite as much energy from Morax’s blood, except, for her. Lips still covered in ichor, Talia leans in and kisses Morax desperately, smearing the golden liquid everywhere she can. Her hands once again trail down the elder’s waist and push her against the splatter of blood behind her. Crimson clings onto Morax’s dark brown hair and staining her fancy robes, usually she would have complained but at the moment, she does not have the mind to pay attention towards such (not so) minor things when Talia’s hands claw off her coat, throw away one of the ribbons holding up her hair and kneads away at her flesh so desperately. As per courtesy (and her own greed), she replies with gusto, her black gloves gripping onto the helms of Talia’s outer coat and tugging them off with so much hunger that the recipient had to laugh. Their tongues dance together once again in a flurry of desire as thin strands of spit run down each of their chins. The ginger shivers at the cool touch of gloves against her bare skin and she grins. What a sight her beloved superior is, smeared with blood, filth and the murky color of desire, the one thing that magical girls like them shouldn’t have, and she is sure that she must have the same lustful expression on.
With the devils egging her on, Talia rips the eyepatch off Morax’s delicate face before diving in again and tongues at the empty space that is her eye socket. Drying ichor sticking to the wall before it gets removed carefully and swallowed up. Her gold stained gloves cups the brunette’s soft face gently despite her awfully cruel action, teasing away at the elder like there is no tomorrow, and maybe there isn’t, but that is none of their concern for now, when Talia makes sure to leave behind shiny traces of her peach scented lip gloss and her cruel fangs nip at her sensitive skin. Morax whines at the feeling of teeth on her nerves, as if she is being rubbed raw. In retaliation, her hands run along her partner’s thin back, counting each bump and crevice. Talia groans softly at the feather light touch and hugs the other close as if she wants to engrave the elder into her bones, “Jiejie… if you tease me like that, this won’t end with just this much. I will ravage you until you can’t walk.”
They jolt guiltily when the bell alarming that they should leave soon rings. Morax hurriedly pulls the lapels of the younger’s clothes together and redoes her twintails. Talia just looks away and starts running to clean up the entirety of the school the moment Morax realizes the absolute mess she is. Blood caking in her silky hair and its stench clinging to her entire body.
“TALIA I SWEAR TO GOD-”