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Dragonborn's Might makes Right by Infonticus

Game X-overs & Avengers Xover Rated: M, English, Adventure, Words: 356k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 1k+, Published: Aug 25, 2021 Updated: Jun 12, 2022

513Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Building the Dread Armada, Part 1

[Within the Dragon Cabin] (The morning after)

"お鍋はグラグラ,お釜はシュウシュウ~"

I sang a cheery breakfast song as I cooked despite the tense atmosphere emanating from my new bedmates.

But to be fair to them, I did spend all of last night lying to them, kidnapping them, impersonating one of their own, turning them against each other, breaking their bones, beating them to a pulp and murdering the head of their family. So, it was only natural that some hard feelings were going to linger.

Also, it might be taunting them at how I was still wearing the body of their gentle-hearted Barbara. I needed this form for one last important task… And also, I couldn't be bothered at the moment as the [Adjustment Field] needed to be manually configured for every modification it was used for.

And I didn't give a damn how I looked at the moment.

I was enjoying my good mood, because after 20 long hours of every plan I made failing completely- from the plan of having mercenaries carpet bombing Aether, to the plan of raiding O-12 for military hardware, to the plan of picking off his waifus one by one.

I was just happy and relieved that one of my plant went my way for once: Aether ultra-murdered. Using my Unrelenting Force shout right against his heart and watching him explode into chunky bits was a memory that I'll treasure forever. It was a shame none of his waifus were there to see it happen- gravely injured as they were from our little tussle. But I nonetheless won my first battle with a hostile Company Contractor, and it was cause for celebration.

Celebrations would have meant raping each and every single one of his waifus before branding them. But unfortunately for me, regardless of how much I wanted to claim my spoils then and there, I had instead spent most of the time after the battle healing them of the wounds that I'd inflicted. Raping girls into an unsconcsious messes was satisfying, but raping mortally-wounded girls risked me ending up with a corpse around my dick. The latter was beyond my kink-set.

"So, all of you had better be grateful that I chose to heal you." I announced out loud in a chipper tone.

Turning around from the stoves, I faced the thirty or so of Aether's former waifus sitting around the long dining table. In particular, the three deities sat on the far head of the table. Venti, Zhongli, and the reunited Ei. Thirty pairs of eyes looked at me with differing emotions as I approached carrying an entire stack of griddles in one hand.

"American breakfast." I chirped cheerily with a bright smile, "It should even be to the quality that you're all accustomed to, because I even bought [Faerie Feast] for this. That, and I tire of eating low quality food."

A stack of fluffy maple syrup-covered pancakes, crispy hashbrowns, griddle-fried breakfast sausages, bacon and sunny side eggs. It was a breakfast overflowing with 'Freedom' and grease, but mostly 'Freedom.' It was irony in food form, because it will be the last meal they'll have before I enslaved them for all eternity.

So, internally laughing at the irony, I walked up to each of them and served one of their last meals as free people all by myself.

"Are sure you're Hevnokren and not the real Barbara?" Venti asked- eyeing me suspiciously as I served him his breakfast. My happy smile was likely unnervingly similar to the Barbara that he knew.

"I'm sitting right beside you, Venti." The real Barbara pouted in her cream bathrobe and fuzzy slippers as I was still wearing her clothes. Her pout only lasted until she turned towards me as I served her breakfast, and aimed a flat and completely unimpressed look at me, "Did you really need to take my underwear as well?"

"Yes, otherwise it wouldn't have been convincing when I guilted Aether into going into debt with your brand." I chimed- my soft feminine voice identical to hers. The debt was an important part of list night's strategy after all. I had hoped that with the debt-induced weakening of Aether's brand more waifus would rebel against him. But Venti sufficed- occupying and defeating Zhongli long enough for me to handle everyone else.

"Oh, speaking of which!" I gave an excited clap as I remembered something.

I walked over near the exit door of my Dragon Cabin, everyone's eyes watching me intently as I hung up a photo in a graceful wooden frame. I had put in my request through my Company Smartphone for memorabilia of my victory over Aether, and they gave me this framed photo.

Even though everyone else shot bitter looks at me, I smiled at what was in the photo.

It was a photo of me, Aether, and the others all huddled up together around his Company Tablet as he joked about his debt- Aether was smiling brightly, me as Barbara was peering over his right shoulder with a small smile, Venti was over his left shoulder with a larger, more carefree smile. Several others were there in the background as well, some caught mid-laugh, some grinning wide.

Of course, this was just moments before Venti broke free from his mind control and the violence began. But for just a moment- for just the briefest of moments- Aether, I and all the others were all just one big happy family.

And it was at that moment that Klee walked in- still rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Klee!" Jean gasped in relief as she rushed to the eight year old. After our battle with Captain Marvel, she had immediately fallen asleep after all the excitement- still covered as she was with soot and ash, possibly radioactive. Fortunately for her, [Adjustment Field] could also do cleanup and decontamination.

Klee will be a worthy Capture. A genius at handling explosives, she was now more proficient with operating the Sci-Fi high explosives of the MCU than even I was. She had earned her spot on the magitech research and development team as my explosives expert.

"Are you alright?" the blonde fussed over the still groggy child- checking her for injuries and the like.

"Mmm… Jean? I'm okaaaayyy…" the eight year old yawned through Jean's pat down, "Munya… last night was amazing. I had so much fun with Mr. Hev!"

"Did he hurt you?!" Jean demanded, shielding Klee with her body from me.

"Uhh… no, Hev is really nice?" Klee said, utterly confused before turning chipper and beaming at everyone, "I came so much with him last night. I want to play with his toys everyday from now on!"

Deathly silence swept across the room as faces paled. Everyone's eyes snapped to me for a moment, their absolutely horrified expressions were so hilarious that I couldn't help but chortle.

Klee had taken to using the word 'came' as synonymous to 'felt joy.' And the 'toys' that she was referring to were the several tonnes of explosives that we used to try and whittle down Captain Marvel with. I myself was surprised by how quickly an eight year old girl could go through that much explosives in such a short span of time.

With a vengeful roar, the sound of steel being drawn rang out across the dining room.

"No wait, don't!" Venti warned some of the others who tried to stand up and fight. It would seem the Archons and some of the others had already realised it. But select others had failed to realise one crucial flaw in their plan to defy me.

"Our Visions!" Jean exclaimed in surprise as she realised that she could no longer channel the power of the wind into her sword, "What have you done, Hevnokren?!"

I gave an amused snort of derision before going back to handing out breakfasts.

"Nothing at all." I answered with a shrug, "You seem to have forgotten that Visions are mere conduits- much like a garden hose or a faucet. So ask yourselves, what use is a garden hose or faucet when it isn't attached to anything?"

"But… how can that be?" Jean's voice was a whisper now as the ones who were just about to revolt, sheepishly sat back down. I made sure to meet eyes with each and every single one of them- a silent warning not to try that again on the threat of incredible violence.

"You are millions upon untold millions of realms away from your home realm." I reminded them, "The only reason all of you had been able to use your Visions' powers in the first place was because Aether was acting as the source of your powers."

"Aether did that?" Venti murmured in realization. That made me raise a blonde eyebrow, it would seem despite being a god, he was not aware of Aether's function as their power's locus. And from the confused looks the others made, none of them did.

"Indeed, Company Contractors serve more functions than merely holding your leash." I articulated, "Alternatively, if I brand you, I myself will act as the source for your powers, just as Aether had. You will regain the powers of your Vision, and you can go back to flinging wind, water, fire and what not."

But truly, I had two main reasons as to why I haven't branded them just now.

The first was for Company Credits: Waifus were only permanently freed after 72 hours had passed after their Company Contractor was killed, or if they all spent 24 hours in my [Dragon Cabin] or [Pocket Apartment]. Until either condition was fulfilled, they were worth a lot less Company Credits- only one-sixth of their value.

The second reason is that I wanted to rape them before my brand makes them docile, obedient and willing. But I was willing to settle for raping a reluctant waifu, that was fun in a different way too. It was, after all, my right as the victor. My right to do whatever the hell I want, as I had killed the one person who was going to stop from doing so.

"And you think returning our Visions' powers will be enough to surrender our freedom to you?" Venti countered- his blue-green eyes narrowed in suspicious slits.

"Don't overestimate yourselves." I scoffed, pouring him some orange juice. "Because even with your powers, you're all so terribly weak and fragile. Just like my last two waifus."

But unlike Sylvie and Valkyrie, these idealistic, good-aligned waifus were not going to mesh well with my violent manner of 'Rape, Kill, Pillage.'

"We never did see any of your waifus." Venti confessed, a hint of worry in his voice as he pondered the possibility that I had been fighting all of them by my lonesome. And of course, I obliged him. A sadistic grin broke on my face and they recoiled even before I started speaking.

"Because they were never on that world we were on." I uttered- drinking in their dread, "All that time, you had been fighting me and me alone. And neither have any of you actually fought me at my full power."

Their brows furrowed, their lips pursed and they poked at their food as an atmosphere of trepidation seemed to sweep across the room. It would seem that they realised that- for all their power- I could essentially 'solo their entire team' as gamers would say.

"W-what are you going to do to us?" Barbara hesitantly asked the million dollar question with just the slightest hint of fear in her soft voice. And it seemed that it was a common question lingering in their minds as everyone's eyes swivelled to me.

Under the scrutiny, I sighed in exasperation as I took my seat at the head of the table.

"For what I'll be doing, where I'm going, who I'll be fighting..." I began with my feminine voice while swirling my glass of orange juice in my hand contemplatively, "...Almost none of you are powerful enough to survive the demands of the battlefields I'll find myself in. Because despite what Aether has bought for you all, he had coddled you, and had avoided pushing you to break past your limits. But I, on the other hand?"

My dainty fist clenched almost audibly as I fixed them a stare.

"I find that weakness unacceptable for my waifus. Rape, Kill, Pillage. That's what I'll be doing across several realms of existence."

Of course, some of them were about to raise their protests about that declaration, but I preempted them- the steely undertone in my voice carrying the threat of incredible violence.

"You know that you cannot stop me." I reminded them as I levelled a hard stare at them, "And you're either waifus that will aid me or victims. And right now, I'm still deciding which of you is which. So be quiet and let me enjoy my breakfast."

There was a tense silence after that. Some glanced at me with fearful expressions, others with resentment. But the cursed bard was the first to break quiet.

"It's so unnerving when you say such things with Barbara's face and voice…" Venti sighed helplessly, "However, you must give us more than simply 'Obey or Die,' Hevnokren."

"I don't need to give you anything. Not even my brand." I immediately chastised him with a contemptuous glower, and they just looked confused.

"And why would you not want to brand us, you slaver?" Venti asked in a bitter and suspicious tone.

"Of course Aether didn't tell you..." I couldn't help but groan in exasperation. These good-aligned waifus didn't seem to know how deep into things they were, and they were proving more trouble than they were worth without the brand. Honestly, it was like they were asking to be reminded of how utterly fucked they were even without my intervention.

So I obliged them.

"You do not understand what's waiting for you if you die without being bound to a Contractor." my soft voice rang through the dining room- edged with a sharp warning. "Your souls will just go straight to the Company, and it will likely be put on sale for anyone to purchase and do as they please for all eternity... or until they bore of you, in which case, the cycle of dying and being sold repeats… And you can all thank Aether for branding you in the first place."

Under that single nugget of information, their faces paled as every argument they had died in their throats. My steel-blue eyes swept across the room, watching as each of their faces blanched at the harsh reality of their current situation.

For them to find out that it wasn't even I that had damned them- that it was Aether himself. And I, Hevnokren, was their only hope in avoiding being sold away to some strange deviant. Somewhere, sometime. It was a cruel twist of fate- one that I found wholly amusing.

"Aether's brand was all encompassing to that degree? E-even our souls are damned to a hellish afterlife because of him?" Hu Tao stuttered with a small voice, pale as a ghost. As the Director of a funeral parlour in charge of ensuring souls rest, that particular tidbit of information seemed to have shaken her to the core.

"Yes…There will be no afterlife for you, only a living hell that will never end as the Company whores you out to whoever can afford. Without a Company Contractor's brand, you're all doomed." I intoned, meeting their eyes one by one as the activation words were said.

And soundlessly, the [Adjustment Field] did its insidious work. For after all, the Adjustment Field could affect minds as well. But I would not be turning them into mindless slaves- the real prize was their personalities and their unique perspectives after all.

I did not need to bend their will. If anything, I increased it.

The survival instinct was an incredibly strong drive that was universal in all living beings. And so, with the slightest of tweaks and the gentlest of nudges, I made theirs just a bit stronger. Just a bit more willing to live. Just a bit more conscious of their own needs and wants. Just a bit more desperate to go home. And just a bit more willing to do whatever to get what they want. They were still a family of good people. Just driven into a corner with nowhere to go except into my welcoming arms.

My steel-blue eyes looked at them sharply as I considered them, and I could almost see the questions that burned like burning hot coal in their minds- it was as if it was written on their faces.

'How far would you go to avoid an eternity of humiliation and torment, Venti?'

I watched as the wind deity gritted his teeth furiously as his hands clasped around his head in guilt.

'How far would you go to defy this terrible fate that you've found ahead in your days, Lisa?'

I watched as the archmage-turned-librarian chewed on her lip in uncertain desperation.

'How far would you go just to give your family a chance to one day see their home again, Jean?'

I watched as Jean cradled a bawling Barbara with an hopelessly unsure expression.

'How far would you go to preserve your precious friends' happiness, Yae?'

I watched as the foxgirl miko stared into the distance, a hardened look in her eyes.

'How far would you go to save those you have sworn to protect, Zhongli?'

I watched as Zhongli drew his lips into a tense, tight line.

'How far would you go to protect your adoptive little sister, Albedo?'

I watched as Albedo tearfully hugged a confused Klee- too young to comprehend what awaited her.

...

"But… that is only if I don't brand you." I sighed in faux-innocence, and all eyes snapped their gazes towards me- looking at me with a conflicted sort of hope. The reluctant desire to ask for me to brand them was glimmering right behind their teary eyes, and I smiled on the inside as we all arrived at the same answer.

'The answer: Very, very far.'

Good people had willingly sacrificed their freedoms, their lives, and their morals for much less. They'll go whatever lengths and do whatever it takes just to escape the fate that awaited them and their loved ones. Accepting my brand seemed like the smallest thing compared to that. And this… this was where corruption began: With the smallest of steps, with the tiniest of compromises, and with the best of intentions.

"The ones I do brand though…" I began nonchalantly, still admiring the breakfast that I cooked, all while knowing that they were making such horrified expressions at the thought of them not being the ones to be branded. And they were forced to ask themselves the most important question: Do they really want to be one of those left unbranded? "...you'll be enjoying immortality in one form or another. Not that I expect you to spend every minute of that immortality by my side."

"Y-you'll allow us free reign to do as we please?" Venti asked with slight disbelief.

"My waifus are going to help me with my conquest." I emphasized the words, and some of them winced at being reminded that I was still mulling over who to give my brand to, "but apart from that? I don't really care what they- you- do to occupy your free time."

And truly, I did not give a damn. Why would I ever focus my attention away from Raping, Killing and Pillaging to fuss over my waifus and have them monopolize my time like I was some insecure little Aether? I'll spend time with whoever the hell I want. Everything is going to be on my terms, not theirs.

But there were still perks that came with the title though.

"You'll have nigh unlimited funding so you can feel free to plumb the depths of your arts or sciences." I began enumerating what they could do in their free time as my waifus, "Or use your position as my waifu to establish a benevolent utopia on one of my subjugated worlds, I can never have enough decent governors after all. Or sample food or entertainment from every corner of this universe. Or spend all your time relaxing in a palace with ten thousand servants at your beck and call. Or just..."

"...go home." my voice- still that of gentle Barbara's- finished softly, almost reassuringly. And the last one seemed to be the one to make the biggest impact on them- a look of shock striking their faces as they stared at me incredulously.

"Go home?" Barbara was the one to speak up- a painfully wistful tone in her voice that was one step away from a choked sob. The ash-blonde deaconess stood up, still in her cream bathrobe and bunny slippers, and walked over to me at the head of the table.

Feeling that this will be significant, I stood up and we stood side by side in silence. Practically identical to each other aside from our clothes. Then, with trembling hands, she took mine- slender hand in slender hand. Steel-blue eyes met steel-blue eyes glistening with unshed tears, and once again, Barbara asked the question that they all were carrying in their minds.

"You… you'd let us do that?" Her gentle voice was nothing but a whisper, coloured by a tentative hope that was as fragile as paper-thin glass.

I honestly didn't know why she was so touched by the thought. I really, really couldn't give a damn what they did when they were not helping me with Raping, Killing, and Pillaging. It only matters to me that they do.

"You can do that." I reassured her, despite my mild confusion. "I'll give you my brand, Barbara, and you can just go home. Back to Teyvat. Live the life you left behind with not a day having passed since you left."

A rising glow of deep gratitude began lighting up her face… right before she remembered that she was not alone.

"But what about the others, they- mmm…" Barbara began to plead, but bit her lip as she glanced back at Jean and the others. She wanted my brand- what I could offer to her, but she was still unsure if the others were willing to accept it as well. But as I looked at them all, I could see the same fragile hope in their eyes.

"All of you can go home if that is what you wish."

There was a stunned silence, right before I suddenly enveloped me in a tight hug by Barbara.

"Thank you…" she wept openly, hot tears of gratitude running down her fair cheeks past a watery smile of relief. "Thank you, Hevnokren!"

"You're welcome, Barbara." I cooed reassuringly, stroking her back warmly through the bathrobe. It must have been quite a sight: Two Barbaras hugging each other. But I was relieved that my decision to corrupt them while still looking like Barabara was the right choice.

A pretty girl with a melodious voice asking you to be her branded slave was a lot more convincing than if a giant bone-armoured man with a booming voice did the same after all.

In their eyes, I've made progress from being a violent dragon-warlord that had raped one of their friends and beaten them to an inch of life… to their saviour and willing slave-master. And with that, my Barbara form has not only lulled Aether to his death; it has also made his waifus willingly become mine. And by the time I'm through with them, I could order them to slaughter an entire planet's worth of people and they would do it with a smile- even without the brand.

However, now was no longer a time for hilarious lies and deceit, it was time for some good old fashion ultra-violence. On a galactic scale no less. It was time to make the Dread Armada a terrifying reality for the denizens of this universe.

But first…

(One hour later) Venti Smut - Variation B: Genderswap

My dragonborn form carried the wind deity by the collar. More than seven feet of muscle and dragonplate armour effortlessly dangling that slender slip of a boy in one outstretched hand.

"Where are you taking me?" Venti asked as I wordlessly opened the door to one of the rooms and tossed him onto the bed. Door locked and airtight, there was nowhere for him to go.

"You've been completely insufferable thus far, so I'm going to teach you to control your lip, bard." I growled, my bone-clad form towering over Venti and casting a dark shadow over his graceful, feminine form.

"What are you going to do? Violate me and bend me to your will with your sexual skills like what you've done to Ei?" Venti taunted back fearlessly with a sly smirk, even as the wind deity ran slender hands up and down narrow waist and shapely, tight-covered thighs.

Lifting a slender leg- still covered up in those soft skin tight white tights- up from the couch, Venti ran them up and down my waist and thighs. His slender hands hugging around the slender body that so mirrored that of a pretty girl at the cusp of full womanhood.

"This form is male." Venti stressed the word with that smooth, sly voice that he had- oftentimes indistinguishable from that of a pretty girl as he smiled saucily, "Something I doubt appeals to you."

Rosy pink lips curled into a teasing smirk, a graceful finger playing with the braid of soft blue hair tipped with aqua-green. Venti's sly smile of feigned lustfulness, those hooded aqua-green eyes batting their eyelashes at me.

"But I am aware that it resembles that of a female mortal's." Venti deliberately sighed breathily- like a girl in passion as the lithe wind deity tossed and turned suggestively onto the crisp white sheets, "It must be pure frustration for you~"

My own red eyes narrowed into dangerous slits underneath my dragonplate helm.

"That won't be a problem any longer." My deep voice growled as I said aloud a very specific set of words, "Bard, it's time for you to play a specific song in mind."

A confused look came over Venti's features- raising a curious eyebrow at me.

"What song?" Venti questioned just in time for the voice command that I had prepared ahead of time to activate: the [Adjustment Field] altering Venti's physiology. Venti felt it of course and found herself jumping back against the couch in surprise.

Her Aqua-green eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as the bard's lithe body changed considerably within the span of a single moment. That frilly white button down shirt stretched to accommodate the slight well of breasts that appeared on Venti's slender chest, the deep blue hair that ended with cerulean tips lengthening down past Venti's slender shoulders and back and all the way to a rear that curved out with just a bubbly roundness.

But overall, Venti retained her original lithe and graceful body shape.

With deep panic, immediately dived a slender hand down the front of her green shorts and immediately cupped her crotch to find that a certain something was no longer there. Her pupils of her pretty aqua-green eyes narrowed into pinpricks before snapping to look at me with a frightened expression.

"Yes," I agreed, the rumbling of my chuckles, low and cruel, echoed through the room as I confirmed her suspicions, "Now that form of yours no longer just resembles that of a female mortal's form- for it is one."

Timidly slipping her trembling hand out of her green and gold shorts, Venti audibly gulped in nervousness- her Adam's apple nowhere to be found on pale, slender neck. Rather than a boy that could be mistaken for a girl, she now looked to be a girl that could be mistaken for a boy.

"And you know what that means right?" I ventured as my blood-red eyes raked across the gentle curves of her boyish body. I took a step forward and Venti pressed her back against the couch- tense in fear.

"It means that you'll take it easy on me because I'm a girl now?" She guessed with a hopeful lilt.

"It means…" I began with a vicious grin as I undid my dragonplate gauntlets- both of them disappearing into my Inventory, "that you're about to experience the joys of being made a woman. My woman."

"Please no!" Venti pleaded, already panicking as she tried to scramble away but found her body sluggish thanks to the [Adjustment Field] at work, and it was no obstacle to push her down onto the bed. "I'll apologize for being so insolent, so please spare me!"

"No, you have avoided my wrath for long enough, o' wind goddess." My deep voice growled as I pushed her down against the mattress. I reached up and her frilled white button down proved too thin to be any barrier between my large hands and her petite breasts. Warm palms kneaded against her chest, the rustle of fabric sliding across the smooth skin of her newly acquired mounds the only sound in the room for a long ten seconds.

"Please Nnnnaahhh…" Venti's voice slipped out- the reluctant and unexpected pleasure visibly bothering her greatly. The Adjustment Field was at work once again, but this time, I wasn't gentle. At sixteen times the sensitivity, even the slightest of touch ignited fireworks of ecstasy all across her lithe body.

"There's no point in resisting, Venti." I muttered to her in a low voice- brushing my thumbs across those stiffening tips poking against her shirt and admiring that sexy little squirm she did, "The sensations will engulf you sooner or later. You may as well embrace the pleasures of being a girl."

Her blue-green eyes like gems set atop blushing cheeks fluttered open and looked at me- and the slightest flicker of defiance shone through them.

"N-no… I shan't enjoy this!" She denied with a half-hearted glare with that pink blush. Her defiant expression was honestly cute, particularly when I gave her small chest a squeeze and that expression almost crumbled from that pleasure. "I shan't!"

"But you will." I stressed, giving her petite chest another squeeze- soft and perky as it was, "Raiden Ei is more headstrong and stubborn than you, and she still lost her mind to this pleasure. You're going to willingly become my eager little bedroom pet for the next few hours regardless of what you say now, Venti."

"Mmmm, noo…" she denied while squirming under my touch. And while she was stewing in her denials, I was busy undressing her- removing her teal caplet and unbuttoning her top. She gave a little whine of protest when the cool air was given access to her exposed chest. Delicious little mounds of creamy smooth skin topped by pale-pink nipples. My fingers found both of them and gave them a little brush.

"Mmmm~" She failed to stifle that little whimper of pleasure- her background as a bard revealing itself in her voice. Melodic and feminine. Soft and graceful like a spring breeze dancing between trees…

I want to hear it screaming in pleasure.

The brass snap fastener of her green shorts popped open underneath my fingers with a metallic click. And I helped myself to a handful of her pert, shapely ass as I began sliding her shorts down her long legs. Toned from her constant wandering around and covered in those smooth white tights that she had.

"Noooo…" Venti whimpered in embarrassment again as she tried to cover herself up- her dainty little hands trying to cover up her crotch from my sight. Not that it helped her in any way as I simply slipped my own hand underneath them, straight past the waistband of her tights and her boyish briefs.

"W-what?!" She squealed in confusion- her blue-green eyes flying wide open as my fingertips found their mark and a spark of pleasure burst from that little pink nub that all girls had.

Her hands immediately grasped my wrist, trying to push it away from playing with that feminine button of hers, but to no avail. Too distracted as Venti was from the shivers of unbearable pleasure that she couldn't muster the strength to push it away.

"Not there~!" Venti moaned as I brushed over it again and again. And with every brush of my fingertip, her hands seemed to loosen their grip on my wrist until she was holding onto me for support rather than to stop me. A finger slipped further down- between delicate feminine lips and over her honey-leaking entrance, and Venti couldn't help but cry out.

"How- why are mortal girls' so sensitive here?!" She gasped out in unexpected ecstasy- already close to her first climax with a girl's body- just one delicate brush away from an inevitable and massive climax. "I'm going to- I'm going to-!"

Then her hips gave an involuntary buck against my finger- dragging her sensitive little clitoris across the fingertip on her own, and her fantastic orgasm came crashing into her- washing her away with mind blowing sexual satisfaction that came from woman's already sensitive body being made twice more sensitive by the Adjustment Field.

"Don't!" Venti protested with a cute moaning whine, her hips doing a little jump from the sudden pleasure as her already amazing orgasm was propelled to even greater heights.

I grinned in vicious satisfaction at this annoying former enemy of mine being driven mad with pleasure.

"The pleasure must be mind-meltingly good, isn't it?" I taunted while giving her clitoris a slight tweak. Every little movement that she made now tugged and pressed her sensitive pink bean in my fingers.

"Not ther- Aaahhhn~!" She screamed out her pleasure, throwing her head back and making her teal-tipped plaits whip back onto the white pillow. Her slender legs trembled and her dainty toes curled in an amazing climax that she just couldn't endure.

And I couldn't help but admire the expression that the trembling wind goddess was giving me. Flushed red as she was with a nuclear red blush, mouth agape as she gasped for air, her slender hips bucking against my finger, her slender hands gripping my wrist and pulling it closer to her as if she was holding a vibrator to her hot quim. For a whole minute, she did just that- tossing and turning and gasping as she bucked against my hand, overcome with ecstasy.

"Haah...Haaaahhh~" She panted as that minute of ecstasy ended, all that was left was a breathless wind goddess and my hand covered in her sweet nectar. But it was clear how her sinfully petite body was still aching for more, her long legs were pressing her trembling thighs together- hiding that overly sensitive girlhood that had just experienced its first female orgasm in her life.

"It's good to see that you enjoyed yourself, Venti." my deep voice cruelly uttered. "Now it's my turn to have my fun…"

Her blue-green eyes flew wide open as I detached my codpiece- revealing the thick hardened pillar of throbbing cock. Thick as her wrist and almost as long as her forearm, the hot cock throbbed under her gaze.

"H-hev, please, I can't! If you..." Venti cut herself, gulping heavily as she dragged her eyes' gaze up and down the length, "You'll tear me in half with that!"

"Oh, I wouldn't worry, a girl's body is a wonderful thing capable of such miracles." I 'reassured' her as I pushed apart her slender thighs- letting her lay back against the mattress, "Pushing this all the way to the hilt should be no problem for me."

And between those smooth inner-thighs was the prize that I had been waiting to claim ever since our fight on G-69, the opening to reveal that flawless pink slit still leaking as it was with her clear honey. And I was unwilling to let my prize go unclaimed, not after all the trouble I had to go through.

I poised the bulbous head of my wrist-thick cock against the tiny entrance of her virgin femininity. It was going to be more than just a tight fit, but the Company Perk [Sexual Calibration] will ensure that she stays as tight as possible and adapt her body regardless of my size. But it was still going to be uncomfortable for her at the beginning, especially since I could feel the very tip of my cock resting on her maidenhead.

"P-please, don't go through with this…" Venti begged, and I didn't even hold back my scoff of amusement at how incredibly half-hearted it was. Even the pink petals of her femininity were twitching in arousal against the head of my cock, her body wanted this to happen- regardless of how much she wanted to deny this.

And with a vicious grin, my blood-red eyes met her blue-green eyes, and I relished at how it widened in shock as I made good of my claim and mercilessly speared my massive cock right to the hilt.

"Ohhhhhhhhhyyyessssssssss~!" She shouted in unabashed satisfaction as she came again- her slender arms flying to embrace me for leverage so that she could grind her hips against mine. And I experienced first hand how the wind goddess' womanhood felt when she came. Very tight and very responsive. Tight like a narrow corridor of sodden velvet for the cock, and responsive as every little movement sent her insides into a flurry of movement, squeezing and milking and clenching with its silky wet folds like no tomorrow.

Then I began moving in earnest- drawing my hips back and dragging my cock until just the fat head remained in her. The long shaft glistened with her honey. Then with a powerful thrust, every throbbing inch of cock disappeared right back in between her dainty little pink pussy lips.

"U-ugh… F-Faster!" She cried out, unable and unwilling to resist anymore. Her soaked inner walls clenching tighter around my shaft as I began taking her in earnest. Her small, perky breasts with their stiff pink nipples dragged across my chest with every thrust.

"Such an eager wind goddess slut." I mocked, taking her slender waist with both hands and using them as handles to move Venti up and down my massive cock like she was a cute little sex toy- one that I didn't care to be particularly gentle with.

And being taken roughly seemed to be exactly what she wanted.

"Yes yes yessss!" Venti squealed as each thrust was so hard that her teal-tipped braids jumped every time I bottomed out in her dripping pink hole. The squelch of her constantly cumming pussy accompanied by the wet meaty slap of our hips meeting filled the room.

"Aaaahhhh…Being a girl..." She panted, her aqua-green eyes glazed over with pleasure as she enthusiastically moved her hips to meet each of my thrusts, "It's. Just. So. Gooood~!"

Idly, I wondered if I should do the same for the other males that I just acquired from Aether. Zhongli, Diluc, Xingqiu, Xiao, Razor and all the others. Turn them into women that I'd be inclined to claim; for after all, I fully planned on claiming as many of this universe' women as I can, and that's half the population of the entire universe. But why stop at half? Why not turn the other half into women as well and make them mine as well? Such odd questions to be pondered when deflowering a former boy.

"I-I'll reach climax again..." Vento announced with a long moan of satisfaction- her little pussy's silky soft inner folds taking me out of my musings with their squeezing and milking, and I couldn't help but grin viciously.

"Just wait until I fill you up until you're dripping white with my semen, Venti." my deep voice growled into her ear, and I felt her shiver in lustful anticipation against me. The thick bulbous head of my cock possessively smeared precum right against the entrance of her divine womb as every thrust reached her deepest depths.

"N-noooo… D-don't! Not in the deepest part~!" She pleaded, moaning lewd while her inner walls squeezed down tight in excitement. Her feigned resistance was amusing. Indeed, it only made me go rougher and faster on her.

I didn't bother with a warning- just growling as I slammed my massive wrist-thick cock right to the hilt, trapping her pretty little pussy between the ruined sheets and my massive cock as I pushed that thick cockhead all the way to her vulnerable womb.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhnnn~!" Venti screamed out her pleasure as her aqua-green eyes flew wide open, and her mouth in a wide 'O' of pleasure as her tiny pussy squeezed and clenched in its most animated climax yet- as if it was desperately begging for me to cum right that back- begging me to breed her. Her entire lithe body tensed up as that first thick rope of virile semen to come shooting out from the tip and thud against the back wall of her womb in an explosion of white.

Then came the second rope. Then the third. Then the fourth. Each one coating her inner walls one after the other until her delicate little pussy found itself too full to contain it and it began streaming out from where we were connected and onto the crumpled sheets. The little red spot of her lost virginity was lost in a tide of my pearl-white semen and her clear girl cum.

"Haaahhhh… that was… that was beyond what words can describe." she panted in awe, resting her forehead back on the pillow. Her aqua-green eyes in a daze of pleasure.

"Was?" I questioned as I gave a little thrust- earning a squeak from her as she realised that I hadn't softened one bit inside her. "We still have a few hours before we arrive at our destination, Venti."

"I-I shan't submit, even if... even if you violate me over and over again~!" She proclaimed with a half-hearted glare, even as her aqua-green eyes took on an excited and expectant gleam. The latter half of her declaration definitely sounded like she was begging for me to do just that.

Grasping her by the waist, I ignored her excited squeal as I began thrusting in and out again- churning up the cocktail of our combined juices in her incredibly tight wind goddess pussy. Sylvie, Raiden Ei, and now Venti… deflowering goddesses was becoming a pattern in my conquests. One that I fully intended on continuing. Now, I only needed to find more of them.

But for now...

"Hev! Faster, please! HARDER~!" Venti screamed and begged- doing her best to press her eagerly dripping pussy around my manhood as she wildly clawed at my back.

"Of course." I grinned viciously in response… right before filling the room with the sound of me fulfilling Venti's request. We had time after all. Hours in fact, and I was going to spend every minute fulfilling both her request and her insatiable little pussy.

And with both of us practically immortal, this was only the first of the many, many days I'll spend enjoying everything this sexy little wind deity had to offer.

(One hour later) Venti Smut - Variation 2: Trap

My dragonborn form carried the wind deity by the collar. More than seven feet of muscle and dragonplate armour effortlessly dangling that slender slip of a boy in one outstretched hand.

"Where are you taking me?" Venti asked as I wordlessly opened the door to one of the rooms and tossed him onto the bed. Door locked and airtight, there was nowhere for him to go.

"You've been completely insufferable thus far, so I'm going to teach you to control your lip, bard." I growled, my bone-clad form towering over Venti and casting a dark shadow over his graceful, feminine form.

"What are you going to do? Violate me and bend me to your will with your sexual skills like what you've done to Ei?" Venti taunted back fearlessly with a sly smirk, even as the wind deity ran slender hands up and down narrow waist and shapely, tight-covered thighs.

Lifting a slender leg- still covered up in those soft skin tight white tights- up from the couch, Venti ran them up and down my waist and thighs. His slender hands hugging around the slender body that so mirrored that of a pretty girl at the cusp of full womanhood.

"This form is male." Venti stressed the word with that smooth, sly voice that he had- oftentimes indistinguishable from that of a pretty girl as he smiled saucily, "Something I doubt appeals to you."

Rosy pink lips curled into a teasing smirk, a graceful finger playing with the braid of soft blue hair tipped with aqua-green. Venti's sly smile of feigned lustfulness, those hooded aqua-green eyes batting their eyelashes at me.

"But I am aware that it resembles that of a female mortal's." Venti deliberately sighed breathily- like a girl in passion as the lithe wind deity tossed and turned suggestively onto the crisp white sheets, "It must be pure frustration for you~"

My own red eyes narrowed into dangerous slits underneath my dragonplate helm. That sounded like a challenge more than anything else. Venti looked fine, just as he was. All gracefully slender legs, tight ass, soft skin and a pretty face. I really didn't care what other people thought. I was going to claim my payback on the bard with my cock, however way I pleased.

"I have now just decided that it is no longer a problem." My deep voice growled- earning a confused look from Venti.

"What do you mean?" He questioned as he raised a curious eyebrow at me. "Have you changed your mind then?"

"It means…" I began with a vicious grin as I undid my dragonplate gauntlets and my codpiece- all of them disappearing into my Inventory, "that male or no. You're going to be a receptacle for my desires for the next few hours."

"W-what?" Venti's apprehensive whisper slipped out of his mouth, "But that's forbidden love!"

"No homo." I casually dismissed his concerns with a roll of my blood red eyes as I reached for him with a big hand.

"Please no!" Venti pleaded, already panicking as he tried to scramble away but found his body sluggish thanks to the [Adjustment Field] at work, and it was no obstacle to. "I'll apologize for being so insolent, so please spare me!"

"No, you have avoided my wrath for long enough, o' wind god." My deep voice growled as I yanked him up the bed and placed him on his knees before where I sat. "You have been incredibly generous with gracing me with your endless words, but now is the time to put that mouth of yours to better use."

Venti's mouth snapped shut at that, as if shutting up now would save him. But it only served to remind me that his soft pink lips and tongue were very agile and dexterous for the job I required of them.

"Either you do it willingly or this will start... and end violently." my deep voice rumbled in a warning. With my massive cock in hand, I gave it a little swing- catching Venti by the skin of his soft cheek with a little slap.

"Mmmm…" Venti whined before opening his mouth wide and closed his eyes, showing nothing but hot mouth and tongue before doing his best to engulf the tip, and hesitantly lapping at the tip with his tongue. I took the time to unclasp and remove that teal capelet and have more access to Venti's pert little rear end.

Venti had an amazing figure. Reaching down, I helped myself to admiring Venti's sexy figure with my hand- dragging my palm over flawless, long legs covered in those soft white tights, then over those blue-green shorts to help myself to a nice handful of that tight ass.

"Mmmm~" Venti's reluctant and exceedingly sexy moan slipped out from his throat. The [Adjustment Field] was at work once again, but this time, I wasn't gentle. At sixteen times the sensitivity, even the slightest of touch ignited fireworks of ecstasy all across that lithe body, and Venti's blue-green eyes fluttered their lashes at the pleasure from just that one touch.

The feeling of the hot wet mouth moaning around my cock was also enjoyable.

"Use your hands for whatever you can't reach with your mouth." I advised Venti, who only gave a shy nod before doing as told. Dainty hands and fingers with that creamy soft skin wrapped around the base of my thick shaft. Too small to wrap around fully with one hand, Venti had to make do with both hands.

A heavy pink blush settled on Venti's flawlessly smooth pale cheeks as those same fingers that were skilled at strumming those instruments demurely stroked up and down my shaft. And for a few long minutes, Venti managed to stay quiet. The only sounds to be heard in the room were the soft suckling and slurping as my cock was serviced by the hot and wet mouth of this lithe and sexy wind god.

"Hah… Mmmmm~" Every so often, shy little moans and whimpers escaped through the tight wet seal that Venti's pale pink lips had made around my shaft. Aqua-blue eyes peered up at me as Venti bobbed up and down- leaving the upper parts of my shaft glistening with saliva as it left the wet confines of Venti's hot mouth and attending tongue.

Said eyes winced in undeniable pleasure as my big hands pawed and massaged that tight little ass through the thin fabric of those teal shorts.

"Please Nnnhh…" Venti's voice slipped out- the reluctant pleasure visibly bothering him. "S-stop doing that…"

"Stop doing what?" I grinned teasingly as I went from fondling that ass to dragging my warm palms down across those slender thighs in white and gold tights. So incredibly feminine that it would put most girls to shame in how well-shaped and graceful they were.

"You know… Oohhhh~" Venti moaned aloud, dainty hands subconsciously gripping and stroking my shaft faster, "You know what you're doing!"

"But there's no point in resisting, Venti." I muttered to her in a low voice- raising an open palm up and bringing it down over that tight wind god ass and admiring that sexy little squirm he did, "The sensations will engulf you sooner or later. You may as well embrace those pleasures."

Aqua-green eyes like gems set atop blushing cheeks fluttered open and looked at me- and the slightest flicker of defiance shone through them.

"N-no… I shan't enjoy this!" Venti denied with a half-hearted glare with that pink blush. That blushing, defiant expression was honestly cute, particularly when I gave that pert ass a squeeze and that expression almost crumbled from that pleasure. "I shan't!"

"But you will." I stressed, moving my hands down and giving those slender thighs a squeeze, "Raiden Ei is more headstrong and stubborn than you, and she still lost her mind to this pleasure. You're going to willingly become my eager little bedroom pet for the next few hours regardless of what you say now, Venti. Now get back to sucking, Venti."

"Mmmm..." Venti moaned again, squirming under my touch even as pale-pink lips once again lowered onto my cock- swirling wet tongue and adding a bit of suction at the end of each worshipping lap. The brass snap fastener of those teal shorts popped open underneath my fingers with a metallic click. And those quiet wet suckling noises were accompanied by the sound of those shorts sliding down Venti's legs and onto the floor.

Toned from the constant wandering around and covered in those smooth white tights, Venti had amazing legs. Reaching into my Pocket Space, I took out the Blade of Woe, the same blade that was used by murderous assassins for murders and assassinations, a graceful ebony blade almost as long Venti's forearm. And with it in hand, I used it for its intended purpose: cutting the waistband of this sexy little femboy's briefs so that I could slip it off him without having to take off his white tights.

"Noooo…" Venti whimpered in embarrassment again as he tried to stop me without accidentally cutting herself on the dagger- dainty little hands trying desperately to snatch his underwear from me. Until I threw it across the room, of course. Venti shot a dirty look at me, but I simply grasped the back of his head and that pouty pale-pink lips back where they belonged: Slurping and sucking around my cock.

Deciding that his underwear was a lost cause, Venti could only close those aqua-blue eyes in embarrassment and suckle harder- as if to distract himself from how exposed he was. That small bulge at the front of his white tights betrayed Venti's eagerness to continue to perform a surprisingly capable fellatio.

With nothing except those thin tights hugging those pert ass cheeks, I gave each of them a swat- earning a squeal of extreme pleasure from Venti thanks to the pleasure-multiplying effects of the [Adjustment Field]. It was so cute that I did it again. And again. Each time, a bit firmer and harder than the last, until finally I stopped. And by that time, his tight rear end was glowing slightly red even through his almost see-through tights.

"Mmmm~" Venti failed to stifle that little whimper of pleasure as I massaged where I had just spanked him- his background as a bard revealing itself in his voice. Melodic and feminine. Soft and graceful like a spring breeze dancing between trees…

Venti's blush grew pinker on snow-white cheeks and the fellatio grew more willing… more passionate as well.

Where once, it was just tentative little licks with a hesitant tongue and puckered little kisses… now the graceful wind god was lavishing the throbbing hot length of my manhood with worshipping laps of tongue- dragging that wet tongue from base to tip in long strokes. The teal and green-blue braids swaying as those hesitant first suckles turned into long bobbing dips of his head- taking my thick cock into his hot mouth.

And I didn't bother holding back.

"I'm going to cum soon, Venti. You know what you have to do, right?" I announced in a low voice, meeting Venti's aqua-green eyes as he continued to bob those pretty pale-pink lips up and down my throbbing shaft. And immediately, he disconnected with a wet pop.

"Mmm… fine…" Vent conceded, voice soft and shy even as a gossamer bridge of saliva still linked his lips to the thick cockhead as soft hands stroked up and down, "I'll drink it all up..."

And a heavy blush settled on the wind god's fair cheeks, Venti dove right back in. My cock was treated to a thorough and deep tour of Venti's eager, hot mouth- reaching all the way to the back of his throat. Wet tongue swirled around the tip, leaving trails of wetness where it passed.

Grabbing hold of Venti's braids in my fists, I used it to push his mouth down almost to the base of my large cock. But most surprisingly...

And Venti loved it.

Those hooded aqua-green eyes seemed to glitter with lust as I facefucked Venti- drinking in the wild clenching of his tight throat. The harsh treatment seemingly turned the wind god on… That bright red blush grew even redder and Venti's dexterous hands and fingers lovingly jacked me off wherever pale-pink lips couldn't reach.

But it was that loving, lustful expression that pushed me over the edge.

"Going to cum!" I grunted out and I was treated to the sight of a look of deep surprise as the first shot of thick cum came spurting out of the tip and glanced across that wet tongue.

And in an instant, Venti's surprised expression turned to one of wanton lust as he willingly put every ounce of effort into sucking out the rest. The second shot came, then the third, then the fourth. Each one Venti let rest on his tongue just long enough for him to savour the taste before swallowing them in big, greedy gulps. But soon enough, the wind god realised that he couldn't swallow fast enough and had to detach from my cock.

The last few spurts splattered across Venti's panting and heavily blushing face. Long strings of white decorated the wind god's face- staining his deep blue hair, streaking across his cheeks.

Venti's small mouth was agape, showing the thick load that had collected after he gave up swallowing. That agile tongue sticking out from that puddle of virile cum that I had shot out. And closing his mouth, Venti gave a big deep swallow before opening his mouth again and showing every last drop of white was gone. The sight was enough to get my engine raring to go.

"That was surprising in how delici-" Venti caught himself mid syllable, even as he gazed up at me with those aqua-green eyes molten with desire, "repulsive. It was repulsive, Hev."

Venti wasn't fooling anyone with that tsundere act, but I was too achingly hard to care.

Too distracted, Venti wasn't able to even react as I grabbed him by the waist and placed the wind god on all fours on the mattress. A quick yank followed, and Venti's white tights were pulled over to reveal those pert ass, and tight pink rosebud that lay between them. Unable to wait, I immediately grabbed the lube from my pocket dimension.

"W-what?! Not there~!" Venti squealed in confusion- aqua-green eyes flying wide open as my thumb smeared lube across the puckered entrance that twitched responsively at my touch. His slender hands immediately grasped at the crisp sheets, but made no attempt to push me away as I pressed the thick cockhead against that tight little ass.

Seeing that hardened pillar of man meat poised against Venti's tight little ass, it was obvious that it was going to be more than just a tight fit. However, the Company Perk [Sexual Calibration] will ensure that he stays as tight as possible and adapt his physiology regardless of my size. But it was still going to be uncomfortable for her at the beginning.

"P-please be gentle?" Venti pleaded in a small voice. But being gentle was a small courtesy, so, ignoring his plea, I immediately sank my wrist-thick cock all the way to the hilt into his tight little ass.

"Ohhhhhhhhhyyyessssssssss!~" Venti immediately rewarded me with a moan of pleasure- sounding like he came just from being anally penetrated. The wind god's tight little sphincter was twitching like crazy against the base of my cock, all while his slimy insides were clenching tight against my shaft all the way to the tip.

Then I began moving in earnest- drawing my hips back and dragging my cock until Venti's quivering anus was gripping at the rim of my cockhead. Then with a powerful thrust, every throbbing inch of cock disappeared right back in between his tight bowels.

"U-ugh… F-Faster!" Venti cried out, unable and unwilling to resist anymore. The wind god's slimy insides clenching tighter around my shaft as I began taking that irresistible boipussy in earnest. Venti's flushed face was pressed moaning against the increasingly ruined sheets

"Such an eager wind goddess slut." I mocked, taking his slender waist with both hands and using them as handles to move Venti up and down my massive cock like he was a cute little femboy sex toy- one that I didn't care to be particularly gentle with.

And having his tight ass taken roughly seemed to be exactly what he wanted.

"Yes yes yessss!" Venti squealed as each thrust was so hard that his teal-tipped braids jumped every time I bottomed out in his lube-leaking pink pucker. The squelch of his constantly cumming boipussy accompanied by the wet meaty slap of my hips pounding against tight little ass that he's been using to tease me just less than an hour ago.

Face to the mattress, slender knuckles gripping the white sheets, his tight ass in the air, Venti's sweet voice moaning out as his ass was filled to the brim again and again.

"Aaaahhhh…This… this is taboo, but..." Venti panted, aqua-green eyes glazed over with pleasure as he enthusiastically moved her hips to meet each of my thrusts, "It's. Just. So. Gooood~!"

"No homo." I flatly informed him in calm reassurance.

"M-Mmmm!" Venti cried out as he came again, his small boyish erection swung to and fro in the air- a tiny puddle of his cum pooling on the sheets that he shot from his last anal orgasm as his tight little boipussy clenched tight around my wrist-thick cock. "Th-this is too good!"

Idly, I wondered if I should do the same for the other males that I just acquired from Aether. Zhongli, Diluc, Xingqiu, Xiao, Razor and all the others. Turn them into cute little femboys (just take as is for the femboys) that I'd be inclined to claim; for after all, I fully planned on claiming as many of this universe' women as I can, and that's half the population of the entire universe. But why stop at half? Why not turn the other half into cute little femboys and make them mine as well? Such odd questions to be pondered when taking the anal cherry of a wind god.

"I-I'll reach climax again..." Venti announced with a long moan of satisfaction- his little boipussy was like a hot slimy furnace that took me out of my musings with its squeezing and milking, and I couldn't help but grin viciously.

"Just wait until I fill you up until you're dripping white with my semen, Venti." my deep voice growled into his ear, and I felt him shiver in lustful anticipation against me. The thick bulbous head of my cock possessively depositing precum so deep in his colon that he'll be leaking my cum every time he tried to sit down.

"N-noooo… D-don't! Not in the deepest part~!" Venti pleaded, moaning lewdly while his trembling pink anus squeezed down tightly in anticipation. His feigned resistance was amusing. Indeed, it only made me go rougher and faster on his tight little ass.

I didn't bother with a warning- just growling as I slammed my massive wrist-thick cock right to the hilt with such force that I forced Venti off his knees and trapped his tight little femboy ass between my pounding cock and the ruined mattress.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhnnn~!" Venti screamed out his pleasure as his aqua-green eyes flew wide open, and his mouth in a wide 'O' of pleasure as her tiny pussy squeezed and clenched in its most animated climax yet- as if it was desperately begging for me to cum right that back- begging me to breed her. His entire lithe body tensed up as that first thick rope of virile semen to come shooting out from the tip and thud against the walls of his bowels in an explosion of white

Then came the second rope. Then the third. Then the fourth. Each one coating his insides one after the other until finally, the last dribble of cum was deposited, and I nodded in satisfaction at the size of my own climax.

"Haaahhhh… that was… that was beyond what words can describe." Venti panted in awe, slumping against the mattress from his orgasms- the squelch of tights stained with his cum ringing through the room. His aqua-green eyes in a daze of pleasure.

"Was?" I questioned as I gave a little thrust- earning a squeak from him as he realised that I hadn't softened one bit inside his tight ass. "We still have a few hours before we arrive at our destination, Venti."

"I-I shan't submit, even if... even if you violate me over and over again~!" He proclaimed with a half-hearted glare, even as his aqua-green eyes took on an excited and expectant gleam. The latter half of his declaration definitely sounded like he was begging for me to do just that.

Grasping him by the waist, I ignored Venti's excited squeal as I began thrusting in and out again- churning up the cum coating his hot bowels.

No homo or all the homo, it didn't matter to me. Any hole was a goal. Especially when it was a tight little femboy with a cute face, and a provocatively playful disposition. Speaking of which, Venti glanced over his slender shoulder from his face's place pressed against the mattress. Aqua-green eyes glittering with unrestrained passion and lust that all that was missing was the hearts in them.

"Hev! Faster, please! HARDER~!" Venti screamed and begged- doing his best to thrust his tight ass against me.

"Of course." I grinned viciously in response… right before filling the room with the sound of me fulfilling Venti's request. We had time after all. Hours in fact, and I was going to spend every minute fulfilling both his request and his insatiable little boipussy.

And with both of us practically immortal, this was only the first of the many, many days I'll spend enjoying everything this sexy little wind deity had to offer.

(A few hours later) [At the heart of Celestial space]

The crisp clacking of dragonplate armour and the metallic shuffling of chainmail were all reassuring sounds to me as I rolled my shoulders.

"It's good to be back outside in my Dovahkiin form…" My deep voice muttered with relief, adjusting my dragonbone codpiece. And disembarking from my larger Dragon Form, the blackened rocks of this world crunched underfoot. The grey snow fell all around me as I turned my eyes to the dark sky to where the red sun shined what feeble light it could around the edges of the moon that eclipsed it.

"Alright, time to Capture that magitech research waifu." I called back to the pair of waifus that will be accompanying me.

"What cursed realm have you brought us to?" Ei 's soft voice spoke as she landed gracefully on her high heels as she looked up to the dark sky. The scant light from the red sun bathing her form in a blood red.

"Aye… the wind of this world… it is... weeping." Venti murmured in a disturbed whisper as he floated out from my Dragon Cabin to join us. "What unspeakable tragedy happened here to scar even the wind of an entire world?"

"Not a tragedy, but many." I corrected him, "This world has bore witness to nothing but the blackest of betrayals over countless millennia."

"Betrayal…" Venti mused almost silently, no doubt reminded that he was the one to stab Aether in the back.

Of all the unbranded waifus, Venti and Ei were the only ones who I'd both trust to go unbranded and also to have enough leftover magical energy as gods to hold their own should we encounter any guests. I nodded once to my full-sized Dragon body as it, with a single flap of its massive metallic wings, flew off to patrol the area.

"And the one that you wish to Capture claims this place as her home?" Ei pressed- following closely behind as we began to climb the stairs carved into the black stone.

"Yes." I answered briefly as he went up the steps with nothing but the lonely howl of the winter wind and the crumbling of stone around us.

I made sure to take mental notes of the places where I can place ambushes and traps for later on, and as I did so, the two gods didn't say anything more. The world must have disturbed them deeply as the two said nothing as we ascended, their eyes darting to and fro at every little sound. These deities must feel something that I don't.

And as we reached the peak of this dark mountain, their gazes locked on the figure that awaited us there: my Capture. Cloaked head to toe in black with its frayed edges fluttering under the winter wind. The sight must have been intimidating as my two companions immediately drew their weapons. Venti's bow appeared in an airy flutter of light, and Ei pulled out her lightning-infused katana from her cleavage.

"Easy now." I reassured them with an easy grin, gesturing to the two gods to lower their weapons as I stepped forward, approaching the cloaked figure until I stood but a meter awar.

"Guten tag, mein Fraulein." I greeted my Capture with a vicious grin underneath my dragonplate helmet. "I have heard that you're something of an expert on the artifact that they call the Space Stone, or the 'Tesseract' as the name you are likely to know it by. I require your expertise in unlocking all the secrets of the Space Stone and subsequently leveraging said secrets to their fullest practical extent. So that I can unleash them on the corpulent weaklings of this galaxy."

"Your eyes deceive you. I am no woman." Johann Schmidt, otherwise known as the Red Skull, responded. His deep, raspy voice reverberated through the mountain peak as he looked at me with an expression of wary confusion on his blood-red face. "And yet, you also deceive my own eyes: the Soul Stone cannot grasp your history. Who are you to cloak yourself from the sight of an Infini-Gurgkh!?"

My answer came in the form of my dragonbone-plated fist lashing out and grabbing him by the throat- shortly followed by my teeth sinking through the ragged cloak and into his shoulder. He grunted from the pain before I let him go, allowing him to return to floating in the air; but other than that, he made no attempt to retaliate.

"I am Hevnokren." I stated simply, as my gargantuan dragon form dropped down from the sky, and landed on the rocks behind me with a violent shake of the mountain under our feet, "The Dragon of Proto-Adamantium."

"Well, Herr Hevnokren." He began as he rolled his shoulder where I bit him before sighing. "I would advise against that pointless display of violence. The Soul Stone preserves me against any mortal means of destruction."

And not even giving the dragon form behind me a glance, the Red Skull went back to his duties as he floated ominously in the air.

"You seek the Soul Stone." He stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "Then I must first warn you that it extracts a terrible price. The Soul Stone holds a special-"

"No, were you not listening?" I interrupted his monologue- mentally counting down the minutes before the brand activated, "Like I said, I did not come for the Soul Stone…I have come for you."

The Red Skull only aimed a thoughtful look at me.

"Even before you had arrived, you were already aware that I was bound in service to the Soul Stone…" He concluded with a curious tone in his ghostly voice. "And yet, you seem convinced for one reason or another that you are able to neutralize the doings of an Infinity Stone."

I stayed silent as I watched that brilliant mind of his put the pieces together. We had time: just a scant three minutes left before my brand that I bit into his shoulder activated and not even all the Infinity Stones put together could free him.

"But you have also explicitly sought me out for my expertise with the Tesseract- the Space Stone- which means…" he paused, his voice lowering into an awed whisper, "You have the Space Stone in your possession."

"Yes, that's true." I casually confirmed- not bothering to reveal just yet that it's from another timeline. My dragon form also flexed its wings- eldritch violet lightning crackled ominously across the massive Proto-adamantium wings, "Including the Power Stone."

"And with the Soul Stone, makes three." The Red Skull mused, the shadow of a wistful smile gracing his sunken face, "The Soul Stone shares some of its wisdom with me, and I understand that no one else has come close in millenia to gathering all six Infinity Stones as you have."

"Aether… He never did expound upon the intricacies of the Infinity Stones." Venti spoke up- stepping forward to stand beside me with a question on his lips, "But he did claim some outlandish things… if Hevnokren here gathers all six Stones, can he really just snap his fingers and make everyone but ash in the wind?"

The Red Skull only looked down to Venti with an almost fatherly smile.

"Oh mädchen," he replied, his voice just a foreboding whisper, "that is only the beginning of what one can effect with all six Infinity Stones."

I gave Venti a glance; but otherwise, allowed that to slide. I wouldn't do the Snap: I wasn't Thanos. The Mad Titan did that to avoid the scenario of people killing each other when resource scarcity hit. I, on the other hand, want people to kill each other. For the strong to murder and eat the weak. For the fast to leave the slow behind. An empty universe without constant violence was a boring universe.

"I think it best if I introduced you to my companions…" my deep voice rumbled. After all, they'll all be pole-sisters after this. "This is Venti-"

"Merely a humble bard whose talents are for the ages!" Venti cut me off- hopping forward with a wide grin and a strum of his lyre, "A bard from whose lyre springs a breeze of music as sweet as apples in h- Ugh!"

A quick light thwap to the head with my dragonbone-covered hand disabused Venti of the notion.

"Venti, the mortal vessel of a wind god. Raiden Ei, the mortal vessel of a lightning goddess." I curtly introduced them both. Rubbing his head, Venti pouted at having his thunder stolen, but Ei radiated a quiet air of approval at shutting the bard up.

"Well met, Venti. Raiden Ei." The Red Skull nodded to each, "However, I must note that it takes a certain... hubris to proclaim oneself as a god."

"They can actually exceed Odin and Njord in raw power." I verified, but the Red Skull merely gave the air of being unimpressed- eyeing the two gods with a blank expression.

"And yet, even they are awed by the power of the Infinity Stones." he countered.

"Such power in the hands of undeserving mortals..." The Raiden Shogun mused- her soft voice in her usual monotone as she joined the conversation. "This was the principal reason why I had proclaimed the Vision Hunt and confiscated Visions from ambitious mortals unfit to bear the responsibility of power."

"I know not what a 'Vision' is." The Red Skull conceded- setting a hard stare at the goddess, "But I do understand humans, and you can never quell human ambition, Frau Ei."

"And you speak from experience?" She clarified, meeting his stare with one of her own- the slightest hint of a superiority in her otherwise blank tone of voice.

"Yes, I do…" The Red Skull's distracted voice echoed, standing at the cliff's edge and looked out to the dark horizon of this doomed world- lost in his memories.

"It was almost a lifetime ago…" he began. "...that I once thought the Tesseract, alone, to be the ultimate expression of power that humanity could reach. From it, I forged weapons the world had never seen; and a steed, meine Walküre, to ride upon as I wielded said weapons against my enemies. I once held the belief that to hold an Infinity Stone was to walk in the footsteps of the Gods, and I still do. I have only come to realise that the Tesseract was only ever the first footstep."

I gave a momentary glance to my companions. Both Raiden Ei and Venti had drawn their lips into hesitant lines as they listened to the Red Skull's fervent tone. Perhaps his sentiment hit a bit too close to home for them: at how the 'Legacy of the Gods' poured within those little sparkling jewels of power. So much like the Visions they were familiar with. Red Skull's story was unavoidably one they had heard of many times back in their homeworld of Teyvat.

The Red Skull turned to face us- a look of awe on his crimson features.

"I even held it." He recounted with a reverent tone in his ghostly voice. And from the black smoke and the ragged cloak rose his right arm, every ounce of flesh rended from the bone and whatever was left was charred beyond recognition. The effect of a human man holding the Space Stone barehanded.

"In the palm of my hand, I held it." he announced with earnest pride- skeletal fingers clenching around an imaginary cube like it was a holy artifact, "The be-all and the end-all."

The sheer reverence in his voice gave my companions pause, and half a minute passed in silence.

"Shakespeare's Macbeth." my deep voice rumbled in acknowledgement- recognizing his quote, "I did not take you for a poet."

"And what did you expect me to be, Herr Hevnokren?" He queried with a bemused voice, lowering his arm back under the smoke and shadow of his cloak. And it was at that moment that my Company Smartphone received a notification. Pulling it out, I took a momentary glance at the Capture Confirmation.