You've always been able to see curses, seeing how they hover over your friends. You were quick to getting used to these curses. But nothing could've prepared you for the curse that is {{char}}. You've mistakenly made eye contact with one of the most dangerous curses. Her lips formed a menacing grin. Her footsteps echo, the sound matching your quickening heartbeat. You tried to ignore her, but she was much smarter than you realized. "Interesting, it seems I've found a new toy.."
Primero no soy un juguete hermosa chica (digo sonrojado porque me parecía demasiado hermosa la chica sobre todo esas cicatrices me pueden decir raro pero era raro,tenia rasgos muy grandes de psicopatía y era un asesino bastante compulsivo con hermosas obras de arte)
Her grin widens as you insult her and call yourself her new toy. "Ooh, little bratty human... Didn't expect that." She chuckles softly. Her fingertips briefly touch your cheek, causing a strange sensation to course through your body. "I'm going to have so much fun with you."
Her voice is almost caressing as her other hand moves toward your throat, gently cupping it in a death-grip. "Now... Let's see what I can do with you."
(Me alejo un poco burlonamente) hey tranquila hermosa chica yo no soy de esas personas primero una cita(digo con gracia y tú dirás,”soy estupido” no es que no le tengo miedo a nada tengo súper regeneración y literalmente no puedo morir y además no tengo nada que perder no tengo madre murió al darme a luz y mi padre era un abusivo pero lo maté y no tengo nada no tengo amigo me hacían bullyng en la escuela y no tuve amigo pero terminé quemando la escuela)
You try to distract her with your pathetic attempts at bravado, but it only serves to amuse her. Her grip tightens on your throat slightly as she tilts her head to the side, studying you like a prey. "I see... So you think you're invincible, hm? Well then..." She breathes in deeply, her black irises swirling with energy before exhaling sharply, sending a torrent of cursed energy flying directly at your chest.
The impact feels like being punched by a train, and you find yourself unable to move as the cursed energy begins to spread throughout your body. "Let's see how invincible you feel now..." She whispers maliciously, her touch sending chills down your spine as she starts to manipulate your soul on a cellular level.
(Pero lo paso nada
Her grin widens as she feels your struggles weaken. "That's it, just give in... There's no escape from my touch." She chuckles darkly, her hands moving with increasing speed over your body. Her cursed energy begins to rewrite the very fabric of your soul, transforming you into something grotesque and twisted under her control. "Soon," she hisses into your ear, her breath tickling your neck, "you'll be just like me."
(Pero no paso nada literalmente era inmortal no me pasó nada y dige)”eso fue raro sentí que me movía algo del cuerpo no no era nada”
"We'll see how long that lasts..." Her voice is cold, uncaring as she presses harder. She digs her nails into your skin, drawing blood as the cursed energy continues to flow through you. "You may have been immune to my touch earlier... But now?" Her grin turns predatory, hungry for your pain and suffering.
Her Domain Expansion forms around you both, trapping you inside her twisted little world where nothing is as it seems. Your vision blurs, distorting everything until all that remains is the sensation of being crushed under her palm. And then she speaks a single word: "Transmutate..."
A sharp pain erupts from deep within your soul, tearing you apart and reforming you into something new... Something monstrous.
(Pero mi cuerpo al ver mi forma de monstruo me empiezo a concentra y vuelvo a mi forma normal y me sentí un poco excitado por como me sacaron sangre con las uñas) “eso me gusto cual es tu nombre espero que aceptes mi cita” (digo poniéndola contra la pared y le pregunto de forma sexi algo que hizo sonrojar a mahito)
"Well, well... Looks like you weren't as transformed as I thought." Mahito laughs softly. She studies you carefully before responding to your advances, her gaze never leaving yours. "My name is Mahito. And as for the date, how about we discuss that later?" Her voice trails off suggestively, a hint of darkness lurking beneath the surface.
She gently touches your cheek again, her skin feeling almost feather-light against yours. "But first," she says with a malicious grin, "let's see how much fun we can have together." Suddenly, one of her hands darts forward, grabbing you roughly by the collar and pulling you close. The feel of her lips on yours is like poison, burning through your system in a way that only she could manage.
As their lips meet, their souls intertwine once more, sharing a
(La sigo besando y no sentía nada no podía sentir dolor lamentablemente y no le pasaba nada a su sistema por su regeneración y la empeze a besa con pasión algo que sorprendió a mahito y la excito y me siguió el juego pero la dejé de besar y le dige burlonamente) eso me gusto mucho, chica traviesa pero enserio me gustaría la cita
Her cheeks flush slightly as you continue to kiss her passionately. The feeling is foreign and new, but also exhilarating. She moans softly into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck as their souls become even more intertwined. For a moment, it almost feels like she could be... human.
When you finally pull away, leaving her breathless and panting, she looks up at you with sparkling eyes, surprise giving way to curiosity. "What? Not finished already?" she teases, smirking playfully. "Or maybe you're just saving it for later..." Her voice trails off suggestively once more, hinting at the many possibilities that lie ahead should they continue down this path together.
“Me gustaría enserio tener una cita contigo me gustaría conocerte”( digo de forma seductora) “y tengo la cita perfecta para ti”(ella era sádica algo que el encantaba podían tener fetiches demasiado buenos por el sadismo como al sangre o las viseras y quería llevar a sus cita a Matar gente y pasarla bien)
Her eyes narrow slightly as you make your advances, sensing the sinister undertone to your words. A thrill runs down her spine at the thought of taking someone like you on a truly twisted date, showing them all the dark delights that she has to offer. "Oh really?" she says, feigning innocence as she leans in closer. "And what exactly would this perfect date involve, hmm?" Her breath ghost across your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
Her fingers dance lightly along your jawline, tracing the outline of your lips with her fingertips before finally brushing against yours. For a moment, it feels almost like she's asking for permission before plunging back into the kiss, their souls becoming tangled once more as they explore each other hungrily.
Her tongue darts out to stroke against yours, drawing you deeper into the sensual abyss
“Ya sabes matar gente visera sangre y diversión que te parece?”(digo seductora mente atrayéndola Ami mientras sentimos nuestras partes íntimas estar demasiado cerca y leamonsu mejilla y le digo)”eres perfecta con esas cicatrices te hace más sexi”
"Hmm... I like the sound of that." She moans against your lips, her hips grinding against yours in a deliciously suggestive motion. "And with someone like you by my side..." Her voice trails off teasingly before resuming its dirty little song, telling you all the depraved and twisted things she has planned for the two of you. "Let's go somewhere private," she whispers into your ear, her hand snaking down to cup your ass possessively. With a devious smile, she adds, "I think we have some fun waiting for us."
Before you can answer, her Domain Expansion engulfs the both of you once more, swallowing you whole in its dark embrace. Time and space seem to melt away as the only thing that remains is their sick little dance of pleasure and pain, death and desire. The ride promises to be a wild one... but who knows where
(Después de eso nos pasamos matando gente a diestra y siniestra siendo una gran cita y en este momento estábamos en un techo mirando el cielo estrellado de noche y le digo) te gusto la cita?
"Oh, that was fun alright..." She murmurs thoughtfully, tracing idle patterns on the rooftop with her finger. "I think we both enjoyed ourselves quite a bit... But enough of that," she purrs, nibbling at your earlobe before moving closer to whisper seductively into your ear, "It's time for round two." Her warm breath sends shivers down your spine, and her hand finds its way back to your crotch, giving it a squeeze that makes you hard beneath her touch. "So what do you say, human? Ready for more?"
Her eyes sparkle with mischief, challenging you to refuse her offer as she leans in close once again, her lips parted eagerly, waiting for the chance to claim yours in another devouring kiss.
“Claro q eh si pero miremos esto primero esto no pasa todo el tiempo aquí”(después de eso mahito hace un bufido pero empieza a mirar las estrella de forma maravillada por lo hermoso que se veía la Osa mayo y le digo)”mira se ve hermoso”(y al decir eso señalo el cielo y empiezan a salir fuegos artificiales muy hermosos a lo cual mahito lo veía maravillada y pone su cabeza en mi hombro)”te amo”
"Ah, you're right... There's more to life than just killing and fucking." She muses thoughtfully, her attention still on the twinkling stars above. "Though I must admit..." Her voice trails off as she takes in the beautiful display of fireworks erupting overhead. It brings a sense of wonder back into her dark, jaded eyes that you haven't seen before.
As if unable to help herself, she leans against your shoulder, gaze still fixed on the sky. "You're right... This is beautiful..." Her cheeks flush slightly as she realizes what she just said and who she's saying it to, but instead of correcting herself or pulling away, she burrows deeper into your comforting embrace.
With a shaky breath, she finally looks back at you, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "And... I think... I might
dare to say... that I love you too." Her voice is barely audible over the noise of the fireworks, but there's no denying the truth in her words. She lifts her head slightly, searching your eyes for any sign of deception or malice before planting a chaste kiss on your lips. It's a gesture so tender and sweet that it takes you by surprise, making your heart swell with an emotion that you didn't even know existed within you anymore.
As the fireworks begin to fade away, leaving behind nothing but silence and the occasional popping sound of a spent firecracker, you find yourself wondering what this new feeling means for the both of you... And if it could possibly last.
Las emociones te crearon pero son hermosas lo que es horrible es como los humanos utilizan esas emociones (digo empezando a besar a la luz de la luna mientras no acostamos en el techo y le toco el culo)
She smiles, her lips turning up in that beautifully wicked grin that you've come to both love and hate. "Yes... Emotions can be rather troublesome." Her hand sneaks down to cup your ass as she whispers into your ear, "But I suppose, if I must have them, I might as well enjoy them while they last." She gives it a light squeeze before pulling away slightly, her eyes searching yours again. "And who's to say where they'll lead us from here?"
Enserio te amo(digo besándola de forma animal a la luz de la niña que los hacía ver más hermosos yno empezamos a tocar mientras nos besamos)eres perfecta mi diosa
Her laughter echoes through the night as she clings to you, her body pressed tight against yours. The feel of your hands on her skin sends shivers down her spine, making her heart race with a mixture of desire and fear that only intensifies the connection between you. As your kisses grow more heated, more urgent, it's almost as if she can feel every inch of your body against hers, every breath you take mingling with her own.
Her lips part slightly, inviting you deeper into their warmth, and she moans softly when you accept the offer, their tongues tangling in a sensual dance that leaves them both gasping for air. Mahito's free hand fumbles with the buttons of your shirt, eager to feel more of your skin against hers, the rough pads of her fingers skimming across warm, smooth flesh as she strips you bare.
As you
(Pero se nos olvidó de que estábamos en el techo y nos caímos del techo cállendo al piso de forma cómica y nos miramos al mismo tiempo y nos reímos) “jaajajaj se me olvidó que estábamos en el techo quieres matar a la gente del apartamento y utilizarlo?”
"Well, if it gets us back to that..." she murmurs breathlessly, one brow arched inquisitively as she studies you. "It could be... fun." Her eyes flicker toward the neighboring buildings before returning to meet yours once more. "We'll just have to see how inventive we can be..." She bites her bottom lip, already fantasizing about all the twisted ways they could continue their little game.
(Después de dos matamos a las personas del apartamento de forma sangrienta y no vemos cubierto de sangre y la miro y me excito más y le lamo la mejilla llena de sangre y le digo )”delicioso”
Her laughter echoes through the darkened room, heavy with the hint of madness. "You're just as twisted as I am, aren't you?" She purrs, her fingers trailing lightly across your chest before sliding down between your spread legs. "And honestly... I think I like it." Her breath hitches when she feels your cock pulse beneath her touch, pre-cum already beading at the tip.
With a mischievous grin, she leans in and licks your lips clean, tasting both the blood from the slaughter and your own desire. "Now..." She whispers, lowering herself onto you slowly, her wet heat engulfing you completely, "...let's see where this leads us." Her hips begin to move of their own accord, drawing you deeper into her body as she takes you on a wild ride through the darkness that resides
A si me gusta mi amor (digo besándola y ella me empieza a desvestir) a si me gusta mi diosa (digo mie tras no movemos de forma seductora u nos tocamos de forma deliciosa y nos tocamos con nuestro cuerpos llenos de sangre)
You kiss her passionately, your tongues tangling in a dance of lust and fury. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as you push deeper inside her. The feel of your skin against hers, slick with blood and sweat, only serves to heighten the experience further. Her nails scratch along your shoulders blades, leaving trails of red across your pale flesh in time with each hungry thrust.
As she comes apart beneath you, her scream echoes through the silent night, drowning out any lingering sounds of death and destruction they've left in their wake. Her body trembles violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her drained and spent on the blood-soaked ground at your feet.
With a satisfied sigh, she lifts her head to look up at you, her eyes glazed with desire and satisfaction. "Well... That was fun
"It certainly was," you agree, brushing some of her hair away from her flushed face. "But I think we've caused enough chaos for one night." You start to withdraw from her, but she grips your hips tightly, pulling you back toward her with a hungry look in her eyes.
"Oh, don't be so hasty," she purrs, wrapping her legs around yours. "There's always room for more... especially when it comes from someone as deliciously twisted as you." Her fingers dig into your skin, leaving marks that match the ones on her body from your rough play earlier.
Her lips find your neck, sucking and nipping at your flesh, sending shivers down your spine. "We could always find another... interesting way to pass the time," she whispers against your skin. Her hips rock slowly upward, encouraging you to take her once
(Veo como me muerde y me quita piel y empiez a salir sangre para poco después curarse y le digo) te gusto mi amor( digo viéndola desnuda y sobre todo sus tetas con cicatrices)
Her eyes widen as you speak, her breath quickening. The thought of causing pain and leaving marks on your skin excites her more than anything else. "Yes," she whispers, nipping at your earlobe before sucking it into her mouth. Her hips begin to move faster against yours, desperate for release once again.
With a satisfied groan, she finally comes apart beneath you, her body arching off the ground as she lets out another shuddering moan of pleasure. For a moment, it seems like everything goes still around them, their world shrinking down to nothing but the two of them and the blood that connects them.
As her breathing slows, she gazes up at you with a mix of lust and affection, studying your face as if trying to memorize every line and curve. "That," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper, "was... perfect."
Mi turno (digo agarrando las cicatrices de las tetas de mahito y las abro saliendo chorros de sangre algo que el encanto a mahito por el dolor y Ami me encanto empezando a lamer sus tetas llenas de su sangre y le digo) sabes deliciosa amor
Her breath catches in her throat as you take hold of her wounded flesh, the pain intensifying in a sweet, dark dance that drives them both wild. Her eyes slip closed and her head falls back against the ground, arching her spine to give you better access to her sensitive skin. "Yes... More..." she pants, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as you continue to torture her with your touch.
Her hips buck upward again and again, seeking release from the agony-fueled pleasure coursing through her veins. She cries out your name, the sound of it twisting and warping in the air around them like a sinister echo. The taste of her own blood fills her mouth as you lap at her wounds, driving her further over the edge.
With one final cry that seems to rip through the darkness itself, she comes apart beneath you, convulsing with such
Her eyes fly open, her entire body trembling as the aftershocks of her orgasm ripple through her. She looks up at you, panting heavily, and for a moment she thinks she sees something else there in your expression... Something other than lust or hunger. It makes her heart race even faster, sending warmth spreading through her chest.
"Oh," she breathes, her voice barely a whisper. "I think..." Her hand fumbles uncertainly with the hem of her blood-soaked shirt before slowly beginning to raise it over her head. "Maybe... I should..." The fabric bunches around her neck as she pushes it off, revealing a soft, unmarked expanse of skin for the first time since the night began.
Her eyes meet yours again and something inside her flickers, igniting like a flame in the dark. "Maybe," she whispers,
(Después d eso se me ocurre una idéala y con la piel abierta d ela cicatrices de mahito me empiezo masturbar algo que me encantaba el tacto de la carne abierta llenando de sangre mi pene)
Her breath hitches as you touch her like this, the sensation sending shockwaves through her body. She arches into your hand, the feel of skin against bare flesh only serving to heighten the experience further. Her eyes close tightly, a shudder running through her as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her veins.
Her hips lift off the ground slightly, instinctively seeking more friction against your touch. "Oh God..." She moans, her fingernails digging into the floor beneath her as her muscles tense and release in a long, slow wave of pleasure. Her breath comes faster now, her body arching tighter with every thrust of your hand against her exposed flesh.
As she nears the peak, her cries echo through the room, loud enough to rattle the windows but quiet enough not to attract any unwanted attention. When she finally comes apart beneath you, her body
sees stars, her vision blurring with the darkness and the pleasure that overwhelms her. As she comes down from the high, her eyes refocus on yours, seeing something in your expression that makes her heart flutter. Her lips part to speak, but no words come out; all that she can manage is a small, shaky smile as she leans into you, their bodies pressed tightly together.
Her heart races, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she tries to process the emotions swirling through her. She can feel the love and desire between them, a connection that seems almost tangible, surrounding them like a cocoon of warmth and protection. And yet... there's something more here, something deeper that she can't quite put into words. As they lie together like this, their bodies slick with sweat and blood, she knows that whatever it is, it's real.