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The Twins

Far away, at the Southern border of the kingdom of Seterion, a village had risen up all on its own. Its people were free, their minds as one, for all as one, they had unshackled themselves from the kingdom’s laws. Together, men and women alike marched from their homes, conducted what had become a tradition of sorts, fought, sparred and trained in peace, before returning to their homes when night began to fall.

All was well within the unnamed village, for where others fought endless wars against the terrors known as nightmares, they had found a separate path. Union, coexistence, some had even taken lesser nightmares into their own homes. The days passed as such, slowly but surely, even the kingdom itself would pay them no mind, for they were a welcoming village, one that would greet any and all to join them in their cause.

“If only everyone else could see things as they do,” a voice spoke up from the outskirts of the village, overlooking it all along with their counterpart.

“Of course, there are those that cannot join regardless of their views,” another replied, a soft, gentle tone to their feminine voice.

“You speak of him? The kinslayer?” The first replied, pale lavender colored eyes gazing upon her counterpart.

“Why, of course. Unless our Charm will work on him as it did them?” Gesturing with a fairly colored hand, the second aimed down to where a duo of lesser nightmares, werewolves, were having their way with a young lady.

“Give it time, my dear sister. Before long, he, too, will fall into the palms of our hands.” A faint smile spread across the first’s lips, and together as one, two sets of lavender colored eyes took in the beauty of a young maiden being ravaged in the most pleasant way imaginable.

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A low groan resonated from the room reserved for them alone within an inn in Haven. The days had come and gone since his encounter with Temari the Gale, and since that time, the bones that she had cracked were given proper time to heal. A simple explanation of their quest to the innkeeper, a few hushed words between his female companion and the keeper in question, and as quickly as that, their room was reserved for as long as they desired it.

Exactly what had passed from Tenten’s lips to the young innkeeper’s ears, he did not know, but at that point in time, it mattered little.

The reports that came in on a routinely basis had all been the same, with the exception of a few wild rumors that could neither be confirmed nor denied. Overall, the general encounter rate of lesser nightmares in the wild had gone down, so much so that a great many hunters had begun contributing to the clearing of dungeons instead. Although, one report in particular intrigued him more than any other.

A village had appeared out of nowhere one day, as if the mist had devoured it ages ago, only to spit it out when the Arch-Nightmares had begun to fade away. Hundreds of rumors could be heard through the rumor mill, ranging from coexistence with nightmares, to half-human half-nightmare children being born, but of course, as was the case with everything else related to a certain mill, one could never trust what was heard.

Coughing into his closed fist awkwardly, there were a few rumors in particular about his involvement with the revolution in a separate kingdom, from him having slain the king in a most gruesome way, to a more accurate rumor pertaining to his involvement with royalty, though the rumors themselves painted him as a member of the bureaucracy rather than what was the actual case.

Glancing across his shoulder, the point of the matter reached his eyes, and as was the case with his growing affliction, he simply could not look away.

Splayed out across their shared bed was what could only be conceived as a marvel of generosity and humanity. Naked, save for a blanket covering her feet, Tenten laid bare before him, on her side, perky breasts on full display, all while eyeing him up like a piece of steak after months of denial. Her lips, plump and somewhat purple in color, were invitingly in and off of themselves, but his upcoming reward for vanquishing not one, but two nightmares in a row tempted him further. He would be allowed to take her, however and whichever way he saw fit.

A single glance her way was enough to make him brain churn, a dozen ideas flickering past his eyes as he made his way towards the bed. Although, due to his most recent venture, one in particular seemed to stand out above the rest. From the ample opportunities he had had to look up Tenten’s skirt, her pussy was undoubtedly nice; hairless, pink and pristine, appearing almost unused in its entirety. However, the bounty he sought was not the woman’s unused snatch, but rather, a hole that one could be executed for claiming.

His venture with Temari the Gale, as he had found out her name to be after the fact, had brought with it quite the discovery. He had always been drawn to a woman’s rear, though so far, the thought of taking them there hadn’t crossed his mind. As a former farmhand, bedding the beauties of the world was asinine in and off of itself.

Settling a knee down upon the mattress of their bed, Tenten’s eyes followed along with his path, a soft, feminine pout crossing her features as she realized that he would not be using her chest then and there. However, her eyes lit up a moment later when his palms came crashing down upon her rear; an audible smack reverberating throughout the room.

“Anal,” he gruffly muttered out, half expecting her to refute his request.

Simply making the request was enough to make his affliction arise. Ever since his first Arch-Nightmare had been conquered, his libido had begun to skyrocket. The one physician he had talked to during his stay had mumbled something about heightened senses, though he himself had noticed nothing of the fact. What he had noticed however, was that so long as a naked woman was concerned, his ability to refuse any request had waned. So much so that, had Tenten asked him to slay another nightmare then and there, he would have likely done so.

“Okay, but I haven’t really, you know…” trailing off, Tenten’s complexion slackened, a very telling flush spreading across her cheeks as she averted her eyes.

His request had been as unexpected for her as it had been when he himself had discovered the desire to claim her there. Although, with as much consent as he was likely to get, Sasuke Uchiha set about the task of claiming his reward.

At a gentle nudge, Tenten rolled over onto her stomach, her head tilted sideways to always look his way. Somehow, the sight of her firm rump was enough to make his cock swell in size, hardening as rapidly as he could draw a sword from its sheath. Pairing a mortal against the Arch-Nightmares he had felled would be incomprehensible, but even so, the body laid bare before him was pristine in its own rights; a very human charm causing his throat to go dry.

With his hands firmly planted atop her rear, Sasuke spread her cheeks apart the faintest amount, eyes lighting up as his true bounty laid bare before him; hidden within the crevice that no man had seen before. A tight, puckered asshole, quivering before him, although, as he had experienced a while beforehand, no matter how tight it may seem, it would be infinitely tighter when he plunged himself inside of it.

Grasping onto his swollen cock with one hand, Sasuke Uchiha set his sights clear, grinding the head of his dick against the puckered hole there; viscous precum oozing free from his tip to lubricate her entrance. However, without so much as a moment’s preparation, his libido swelled, dragging his hips forward against his mind’s accord.

The groan that slipped free from Tenten’s lips could not have been any less feminine; a deep, low grunt quickly followed by teeth grinding against one another as his cockhead slipped through the tight ring of muscle keeping him out.

No more than a second after he had slipped inside, Sasuke Uchiha let out a weary sigh, feeling as though the weight of the world had slipped off of his shoulders. Tenten was tight, unbelievably so, but, as he would always compare the girl to his only other experience with anal, she would be far simpler to move around inside of than Temari had been. Simply forcing another inch inside of the puckered hole came to pass within seconds, and, as his breathing came out in shallow gasps, the avenger of his village could relax.

The grunts and groans emanating from Tenten’s lips did not die down at all, but, as inch upon inch of thick Uchiha cock was forcibly stuffed inside of her backdoor, an occasional moan slipped forth from her lips as well. By the time that half of his cock was nestled inside of her backdoor, even he would have to pause; if only just to avoid blowing his load within seconds. Although, in hindsight, lubricating her up from the inside wouldn’t have been a horrible thought.

“How do you feel?” He couldn’t help but ask, a smirk adorning his features as his hands returned to fondling her firm behind.

“Uugh~” Was his only reply, though even then, he couldn’t help but chuckle. “A-all in…?” A hopeful question eased its way out a moment later.

“Halfway,” was his reply in return, pulling his hips back a moment later to harshly thrust down into her depths.

The entirety of that day was spent as such, bottoming out inside of his quest giver, slapping her firm ass until it was red beyond belief, emptying load after load inside of her ass and down her throat; all before the afternoon had come and gone. It wasn’t until the evening rolled around that his eternal libido began to die down, if only just slightly.

Slumping down onto the bed beside his companion, Sasuke Uchiha let out a heavy sigh, relief washing across his features for the first time since he began hunting the nightmares. Casting a glance to the side however, even the mighty Uchiha couldn’t help but feel the faintest trace of remorse.

Tenten had held out for hours, staying receptive, continuously allowing him to go again and again, so much so that she had blacked out twice throughout the day, yet still, she allowed him to go on. He had taken her ass a dozen times, deposited more loads inside of her than he would ever want to do again, not to mention the sustenance he had showed down her throat; at least half a dozen more orgasms being spent there as well.

Now, she lay there beside him, more still than a corpse could manage, with an utterly silly expression adorning her features. Her mouth was wide agape, tongue lolled out and eyes rolled into the back of her head. Glancing down, he couldn’t help but feel the arousal return at his handiwork.

Her asshole was stretched wide and distended, easily wide enough for him to fit his fist inside of if he desired, but as he had seen already, it would tighten up within an hour. Further up, as he realized then and there, he had utterly neglected her pussy, leaving it as pristine as when it had been revealed to him, albeit a fair bit wetter than before. Although, the jewel atop the cake was found even further up, past her cum stained breasts from when her butt had become too loose for him to use, up by her face; the place he had splattered with the most cum. Thick, gooey ropes still trailed down the brow of her nose, a heavy coating of white across her forehead, with quite a generous helping coating her otherwise brown hair.

Shaking his head at his own handiwork and the arousal that made his cock throb, the hunter slowly rose up onto his feet, the dull ache in his ribs having long since vanished. Perhaps a whole day of nonstop sex was what he needed to heal, or perhaps he had simply become a nightmare from slaying the Arch-Nightmares.

A faint chuckle slipped past his lips at the very notion of that, though before long, even that chuckle died down. Without too much of a glance behind him, Sasuke eased back inside of his hunter’s attire, slipping inside of the hardened leather trousers he had worn for a while, though as he put his shirt and vest on, a scowl crossed his features.

The cloak he had received after his commendable service in a neighboring kingdom had been torn to shreds; ravaged by the ferocious blasts sent outward by the Gale. Wearing it would do little more than warm his shoulders, if at all that, for the entirety of the back and sides of the cloak, as well as its hood, was left in tatters. With a sigh, Sasuke Uchiha put it aside, making a mental note to purchase a new one the next time he found a tailor.

Casting one final glance upon the delirious woman behind his back, the huntsman could feel his trousers tighten once more, wanting nothing more than to pounce upon her once more to reclaim the rear that had begun to tighten back up. With a shake of his head however, he strode out towards the main floor of the inn, passing through a door, down the stairwell from the attic rooms, until he reached the counter of the inn.

Even as he walked past, the woman tending to the counter there gave him a subtle glance, shirking down beneath the counter itself as he strode past. That night, he was certain that half of Seterion had heard him claim his reward, so much so that, as he gave the girl behind the counter a onceover, he had no doubt that she, too, had heard him reshape Tenten’s backdoor.

Snickering lowly to himself, the lone huntsman couldn’t help but imagine the innkeeper behind him in his own bed, though even as the thought had appeared, he pushed it aside.

Ever since he had finished his encounter with Tenten, his mind had been flooded with thoughts, both good and bad alike. Thoughts of whether or not the nightmares had to die surfaced; a most unusual way of thinking as far as the vengeful man was concerned. Others were simpler, such as the one he had pushed aside just then. With his libido unleashed, and a growing affliction that increased his sexual awareness by the minute, those thoughts were bound to pop up more often than not.

Outside the inn itself however, the rumor mill was abuzz once more, and as he walked on, unwanted words reached his ears Rumors about a nightmarish invasion down south, rumors about a plague spreading through the villages to the east. Though, most horrifying of them all, rumors in regards to a woman of angelic beauty and devilish charm had spread among the general populace.

Before he himself knew what he had done, his pace sped up, legs pushing off of the ground beneath his feet to hasten his gait. If the rumors about the Southern village were true, then that would be his best bet in terms of finding the Twins.

No more than a few days beforehand, he had been bedridden with cracked ribs and a naked woman that simply wouldn’t leave him be, but then and there, he couldn’t care. Simply staying in bed had taken its toll on him, yet somehow, as he darted past the wall surrounding the town of Haven, the bones he had expected to creak did nothing of the sort. If nothing else, his body felt stronger, quicker, maybe even more flexible. With every dash he made, the distance between him and an all too familiar forest diminished, until at long last, the trek that had taken him and Tenten over an hour ended in mere moments.

Of course, whether or not it took that long, he could no longer recall.

The mere thought of that fateful night still sent shivers down his spine. Tumbling through the woods late at night, aimlessly wandering in search of someplace to stay, made his groin ache for the prize he had left behind at the inn. It wasn’t until that thought lingered for a moment more that he eventually slowed down; his eyes taking in the region that surrounded him then and there.

To say that he had rushed would be an understatement, but exactly how far he had ran, he only then realized. Glancing down upon a small area ahead of him, Sasuke Uchiha stood atop a small hill, a glade stretching out in the region before him. A small clearing, a path running through the heart of the forest, before descending further into the jungle that resided an hour’s distance away from Haven. Yet, more so than anything else, the spot before the slope he stood upon was the very spot that Tenten had laid upon, skirt hiked up as a lesser nightmare had been poised to strike.

Turning his gaze further down the path leading towards a vast jungle however, Sasuke narrowed his eyes, a faintly sweet scent, akin to that of lilacs and vanilla, wafted his way. Off in the distance, the faintest sound of rushing water reached his ears, and only then did his location click in his mind.

Hidden within the depths of the forest, past the threshold of the jungle depths, what was once a somewhat popular spring was located, hidden away by the tyranny of the nightmares and the never ending fog that followed. However, as he once more began moving, the scenery around him popped out more than it had that fateful night not too long ago.

When he had dashed through the fog to find a woman knocked down onto the ground, the forest was shrouded in an eternal fog; much akin to that which covered the realm itself. Although, when he turned his head around now, it was much different. The trees, the foliage, even the path upon which he tread stood out. A radiant forest pathway, with the faintest chirp of birdsong resounding through the area.

A drastic change from what it had once been, he mirthfully noted.

Only a few minutes after the fact, and Sasuke Uchiha stood at the precipice between the jungle’s entrance and a decently large glade. Although, the center of attention undoubtedly lay within the large spring itself.

Crystal clear water swirled within the small rocky outcropping that served as the perimeter of the spring itself, a small outlet on the far side, along with an inlet in the form of a flowing river, caused the water to stay in circulation at all times. However, as Sasuke Uchiha held his ground, yet another blast of lilacs wafted past his nostrils.

With a curious glint in his eyes, the huntsman darted to the side, hiding his presence behind the great redwood trees that served as a cover along the entirety of the spring. There, standing near the inlet from the river, a figure rose up from within the crystalline depths of the spring itself.

Almost as quickly as it had appeared however, his eyes grew wide; an uncontrollable surge rushed down his spine before slamming down into his groin. The figure whose body his eyes were glued to rose up fully, a slow feminine curve running down the length of her sides as her arms rose up to brush back the dark blue hair that adorned her head.

A woman, plain and simple, but one that had decided to seek out the spring for a bath. Half hiding behind the treeline as he was, Sasuke’s eyebrows furrowed, a distinct awareness crossing his mind. Had he really resorted to peeping to contain his arousal?

Leaning forward the tiniest amount, his eyes zeroed in even more as the figure turned around, facing his general direction while walking up towards the shoreline. Smooth, pristine skin, pale and flawless in every aspect, adorned the entirety of her body. From what he could see, her chest jiggled with her every step, though as she drew nearer, his mind could comprehend why. Large would be an understatement.

“She’s a real beauty, ain’t she?”

Nodding his head subtly, the thought that raced through his mind could not have been more accurate. When the woman in question stepped up beside the shoreline, she sunk down onto her knees in the water, putting her breasts on full display for his ragged breathing to enjoy. Large, perfectly rounded breasts that all but defied gravity in their existence, capped with gleaming pink nipples that practically made his mouth water at the sight. A curvaceous yet somehow fit figure, toned abs along her stomach, with something even more delightful hidden beneath the surface of the spring. Yet, as his eyes trailed upward, his breathing hitched.

The woman laid bare before him was the incarnation of an angel in human skin, from the pristine pale eyes that met his gaze, to the dark blue hair that hung down her back, then back up to her spotless features. Had his life ended at the hands of the Gale, then the woman before him would undoubtedly be the one to greet him for his life beyond.

“A closer look wouldn’t hurt~”

Again, he nodded his head, though once again, he couldn’t comprehend why. Not once had he visibly agreed with his internal thoughts, nor had the temptation to do so ever crossed his mind. However…

With as much stealth as his arousal strained body could muster, Sasuke Uchiha crept up, crouching down to waddle his way through the thick foliage surrounding the open glade within the jungle. Inch upon inch, he drew nearer to her, and inch upon inch, the sweet, tempting words of his little devil inside grew louder and louder.

“Bathing in such an open location. I bet she wouldn’t mind some company?” The devil within his mind whispered, a sweet temptation wafting across his features as the tightness within his trousers grew worse.

When at last he had crept up as much as he could, the raven haired hunter watched on with wide eyes. The treasures that had been hidden from him before were laid bare before him, and with that very thought reassuring him that his actions were just, he watched on.

The angelic woman rose up onto her feet once more, the crystalline spring water barely reaching up to her knees, but even then, his eyes zeroed in on her back. A plump, gleaming butt stood out the most, appearing unfathomably firm, yet somewhat squishy as well. His mind could hardly comprehend what it would feel like to touch her; to grasp her rear in both his hands and slap his palms across her behind. Yet, even then, the sight before him grew greater still. Whether she knew he was there or not, he could not say, but nonetheless, as the pale eyed beauty waddled her way through the water, her breasts jiggled atop her chest in perfect synchronicity with her bouncing behind.

When she turned her back to him once more however, one thing stood out to him; one alarming little detail that made his brain grind to a halt. Behind her back, sprouting from below her shoulders, what looked like wings made from the purest white feathers appeared. Small, barely noteworthy when compared to a great avian, but nonetheless, the woman before him had wings.

Flincing back at the sight, Sasuke’s onyx eyes near instinctively trailed upward, up along her slender neck, past a face turned in his general direction, before resting atop the crown of her head…

Before he could so much reach the pinnacle of curiosity, his mind ground to a halt once more, for as his onyx eyes fell down a tiny bit, he found himself locked in place by her pale eyes. She knew he was there, she knew his exact location, but nonetheless, she held her ground, her nakedness put on full display.

With that realization firmly planted in his mind, Sasuke once more returned his gaze upward, trailing up along the soft, feminine features of a true angel in disguise as a human, before at last, his orbs landed upon the sight he had dreaded the most.

Hovering a few inches above the crown of her head, a golden ring, glowing brighter than the sun itself, floated. A halo, belonging to those that had passed away, or rather, something that only Arch-Angels were granted during their stay on earth. Although, as his gaze once more fell down to stare into her pale eyes, another thought entered his mind.

“An Arch-Nightmare, but which one might be left?” Behind his back, a low, sultry moan reached his ears, and for the first time since he had awakened from his sexual slumber, Sasuke Uchiha dodged sideways.

Rolling through the underbrush of the jungle itself, he slid to a halt in the entrance to the glade, one hand resting atop the hilt of his sword whilst his eyes zeroed in on the being that had hidden itself behind his back all along.

Standing proudly before him was yet another beauty, far too akin to the one that made its way out from the depths of the spring. As his eyes roamed across her exposed form, a realization not unlike any other struck his head. The two were near identical, so much so that, as his onyx eyes swayed back and forth from one pair of breasts to the other, it was almost too much for his trousers to withstand. Visibly soft breasts, pushed up all the more by the folded arms beneath them, accompanied by a stomach and groin hidden behind a half corset of sorts; one that left her voluptuous breasts on full display.

Although, when his eyes slid back up towards this woman’s face, the similarities ended. Wherein the first of the two had a near radiant look adorning her features, the second one was anything but as comforting. A slim, wicked grin adorned her lips, plump pink lips spread to reveal fangs that would undoubtedly pierce a human’s skin. Whereas a halo hovered above the angelic woman’s head, a pair of small, spiked horns protruded from this woman’s forehead, complemented altogether by what could only be called a devil’s tail, swishing back and forth before coiling itself around her thigh.

With his hand at the ready, his mind whirled at a speed much greater than he had managed before. During his week of rest, the names of the nightmares had been all but drilled inside of his mind, from the subspecies of the lesser nightmares, to the given names of the ones his quest entailed.

The women standing before him now were known as the Angel and the Devil, or Hinata the Angelic, and Hinata the Devilish. What mortals called them however…

“The Twins, at your service, o’ mighty kinslayer,” the Devil snickered, a sharp fingernail pressing down against her bottom lip. “Or perhaps you preferred it when you could spy upon my sister in peace?”

Taking on two opponents at once would already be a challenge, but two Arch-Nightmares at the same time? Furrowing his brows, there was the faintest doubt within his mind that he wouldn’t be able to survive such an encounter. Yet, if he didn’t fight at all…

“Oh, the grand kinslayer is trembling,” the Devil pointedly barked out, with her sister making her way towards them without so much as a scrap of clothing on.

Gritting his teeth, even the Devil’s taunts had merits to them.

He had been snuck up on with ease, so much so that he hadn’t realized his peril until it was far too late to set up an ambush of his own. All because his gaze was fixated on-

“Come now, sister. We didn’t come here to be mean,” the Angel spoke, a hushed, melodic tone that bellied far more than her counterpart’s harshness.

Blinking once, the woman known as the Devil was gone from his line of sight, though before he could so much as react, a heavy weight pressed down on his chest, knocking him down onto the ground with a heavy thud.

Resting upon his chest, staring down at him with her emotionless pale eyes, the Devil couldn’t have seemed more content with her lot in life even if she had tried. The half corset she wore practically disintegrated before his very eyes, and with it, as more and more of her curvaceous stomach was revealed for his viewing pleasure, Sasuke Uchiha felt a rustling near his groin; a pair of nimble hands that worked on the belts holding his trousers in place.

“You’ve been quite the naughty hunter, haven’t you?” The Devil asked, though it was more of a statement than a question. “You have no idea what you’ve done.”

When at last the fingers fiddling with his belts finished up, the Devil’s hands fell down to rest upon his broad shoulders, lifting herself up the tiniest bit to reveal what her dissipating corset had not.

Hidden between her legs, a hairless mound of utter femininity was located, ripe for the taking with no small amount of juiciness to it. However, his gaze soon traveled further down, feasting upon the sight of the Devil’s pussy. Pink, juicy, and so undeniably delicious. As close as he was then and there, he could practically smell her arousal; an odd combination of cinnamon and vanilla. An addicting scent in and off of itself, but before he could so much as breathe it in, the zipper holding his trousers in place was undone, and with it, his own hardened arousal sprung free.

Between his legs, his cock rose up. Hard, throbbing, with a clear bead of precum oozing forth from the tip of his dick. Yet, the moment his arousal sprung up into the air, a hand reached down to pull his swollen balls from his pants as well, a soft, delicate hand with the gentlest grip imaginable. Simply being held in her loose grip was enough to make his voice come out as a breathy moan…

... one that was muffled a moment later when something else entirely clouded his view.

As quickly as his world had lit up from gazing upon the one known as the Angelic Twin, it faded to black. An all encompassing darkness fell upon the glade they were in, and even as the fingers around his cock tightened up, his vision was all but erased. At least, until the source of the scent before descended upon his mouth and nose.

The Angel giggled where she sat, one leg on either side of his thighs as her nimble fingers played with the aching length of his dick. Her Devilish sister had promptly settled down atop his head; her voluptuous rear pressing down against his forehead, whilst her deprived pussy hovered an inch above his mouth.

Depraved of his sight as he were, it took him but a moment to trace the scent that overwhelmed his nose back to what he had felt before. Arousal, plain and simple.

Beneath the Devil’s curvaceous rear, Sasuke Uchiha raised his arms, both hands reaching up until his fingers sunk into the thickness of the Devil’s rump, squeezing lightly before tipping his head backward. A slow, teasing lick; his tongue darting up between the folds he knew were there, and with it, a not too subtle moan slipped free from the Devil’s lips.

From his place on the ground, with a woman’s rear pressing down on his head, the sound of her demonic voice was muffled, as was the one of her angelic counterpart as the two exchanged words. Whatever they said was of little concern, but, when the hand around his dick disappeared, he couldn’t help but buck his hips.

Although, no more than a moment after the Angel’s fingers released his length, a warm wetness pressed itself down against the swollen head of his cock; a breathy, muffled moan emanating through the air as the Angel sunk down upon his dick.

All the while, his tongue did not slow down. Up and down, deeper, the occasional slow swipe that made the ass atop his face jiggle. No more than a minute after he had begun, he could feel her taste. Sweet, yet not overpowering. A subtle hint of cinnamon, blending together with the purest vanilla, yet, something far more addicting ran down his tongue as he eagerly drank the Devil’s juices.

Hidden from sight as he were, the smirk that crossed his lips as the Devil quivered above would be quite the sight; lips gleaming as a thick layer of pussyjuice coated his chin. Another swipe, another jiggle, and as his fingers dug deeper down into the flesh that was the Devil’s ass, Sasuke’s breathing hitched.

Between his legs, all but forgotten in his quest to regain the right to breathe, the Angel’s wetness seeped down along the sides of his dick. Her hips rolled, her insides twitched, and spread around his cock as she were, the angelic woman sunk yet another inch of huntsman cock inside of her waiting womanhood.

Temari had been tight, Ino had been a delight, and Karin had simply blown his mind. No more than a few weeks prior, he had roamed the world, a few delirious humans left in his wake, but never more than once in a blue moon. Yet then and there, as his tongue feasted upon a liquid so addictive that his mind could hardly stand the thought of fighting back, the sensation of an angelic pussy, tight, soft and oh so very wet, made his mind slow down by the minute. A few inches at best, that was how deep the Angel had taken him, though no more than a second later, another joined the rest to reside within a pure woman’s depths.

Drowning beneath a voluptuous booty with a never ending flow of addictive juices gushing down his throat, Sasuke Uchiha bucked his hips once more, thrusting upward until another inch was forced past the puffy lips of the Angel’s pussy. No matter how long his tongue swiped itself across the Devil’s snatch, their muffled voices remained the same, and as he continued in his eternal struggle, his vision began to blur.

The only thing he could see so far was the Devil’s beautiful booty, thick and curvaceous, yet somehow miraculously firm despite its size. His fingers continued to dig into her taut rump, pressing down with enough force to bruise, but even then, the woman seated atop his face simply ground her hips down against his tongue.

It wasn’t until a solid minute later, a minute filled with nothing but his tongue lapping away at her drenched folds, that something reached his ears. A long, outdrawn cry of pleasure, the entirety of the body atop his head quivering, and as he was certain that the Devil herself had climaxed, a gush of pussyjuice exploded across his face. Working his tongue to the limits of what it was used to, the huntsman greedily drank the juices offered to him; gulp after gulp satiating his seemingly endless thirst as the Devil continued to quiver.

Even in the midst of her orgasm, the velvety softness enveloping his dick continued its slow descent. Inch upon inch, minute upon minute, the Angel had yet to take half of his cock by the time the Devil came upon his face.

Although, as what had felt like a small eternity came and went, the devilish woman seated upon his face slumped backward, and in doing so, as her behind left his face, the radiant sunlight from above flashed past his eyes, effectively blinding him in moments.

“You know how to give head, at least~” the Devil heaved from her place behind his back, her quivering snatch no more than an inch above his head. “Get down on him now, sis, or give him to me.”

Perplexed by her sister’s sudden demand, the Angel let out a low sigh, her hips gyrating as yet another inch of monster slaying cock was eased inside of her depths. “You make it sound easy… I can see why Ino-chan was so intrigued.”

Taking the Angel’s words to heart, Sasuke’s eyebrows furrowed, the hands that had once been grasping the Devil’s ass shooting up to gingerly caress the Angel’s thighs. Almost as quickly as he did, however, the Devil was upon him once more, locking his hands down onto the ground beneath her thighs as she settled down upon his stomach; a pair of jiggly breasts placed before his eyes.

“Keep your kinslaying hands off of her,” she growled out, the pale eyes and soft features of the devilish twin hardening in a moment. “We don’t know how you killed the rest, alright? So stay put and let us do the fucking.”

Shaking his head, Sasuke wanted nothing more than to let out a low scoff, but with as much willpower as remained within his system, he resisted the urge. Conceptually, as far as he was concerned, the Arch-Nightmares simply couldn’t handle being creampied. He had wanted to test his little theory with a lesser nightmare, but alas, the moment he was capable of moving, his body had been put to work elsewhere.

Snapping him out of his thoughts, a soft, breathy moan echoed throughout the glade as the Angel froze up on his cock. Only halfway inside and she had already hit her limit, or so one would think, until her devilish sister cast a smirk across her shoulder and used her hands to press her sister further down upon the Uchiha’s cock.

The squeal that reverberated throughout the glade when the Devil forced the Angel deeper down on his cock could only be compared to a woman close to passing out from pleasure alone. An audible shriek, a visible shudder running through what little he could see of her voluptuous frame, with a haughty grin adorning the Devil’s plump lips as her gaze was fastened upon her sister’s quivering form.

On his end however, no matter how entertaining it was to break in a woman that thought themselves incapable of taking all of his dick, the sensation of having an orgasming woman pushing down along his length was enough to make him shudder. He wanted to cum, oh, how he longed to empty his seed inside of the angelic woman whose pussy quivered from his dick alone, but alas, the moment he did, he had a distinct impression that the Devil seated atop his stomach would surge down to end his life as well.

Although, no matter how hard he strived to postpone his impending orgasm, when the Angel dropped down until her pussylips bumped up against his groin, and when the head of his cock bumped up against her cervix, his end rushed out through his dick.

With a ferocious growl, and a pair of hands that were forcibly freed from the Devil’s control, Sasuke Uchiha came, his cock throbbing violently within the Angel’s pussy before the first jet of cum surged out. Heavy, leaden, and almost explosive in force, jet upon jet of cum gushed forth, spraying down the Angel’s insides before his aim was fixed upon her womb. In the midst of his own orgasm, the angelic woman seated upon his groin slid down a tiny bit more, and in doing so, the pulsating head of his cock slid through the entrance to her womb; a hose of cum ejecting its load directly into her waiting womb.

After what felt like a small eternity, perhaps a full minute of nothing but cumming, Sasuke slumped down upon the ground; his chest rose and fell in time with his uneven breathing as he expected the worst…

… yet, as the seconds ticked by into minutes, the assault he thought would come never quite showed up. Before him, the Devil remained seated on his stomach, her own weeping slit rhythmically grinding down against his abs, whilst her gaze was fixated upon the woman seated behind her.

After no small amount of time, the Devil arose from her place atop his stomach, a very knowing smirk on her lips, voluptuous chest jiggling as she did, though his onyx eyes were fastened elsewhere altogether.

The Angel was, without a doubt, a beautiful sight to behold. White, feathery wings aside, she could be passed off as a human, though her endowments were perhaps too great for any mortal woman to wield.

Placed atop his groin, hands pressing down against his stomach where the Devil’s rear had once been, none of the grace from when he had spied on her before remained. Her breasts shook, her long dark blue hair was plastered to her shoulders and chest, and a heavy sheen of sweat adorned her body. Although, most notable of all, the far too familiar hue of an Arch-Nightmare in its prime had yet to fade away. Not so much as a single trace of cyan had appeared.

“When you’re done gawking at her, you’d best get yourself worked up for me too,” the Devil’s voice broke him free from his mesmerized state, and with no small amount of effort, he schooled his features before the woman to his side could take note.

Watching on from his place on the ground, Hinata the Angel let out a low, wishful sigh, gently easing her rippling snatch up along the length of his fiercely stubborn cock, whimpering all the while as inch upon inch of human cock bumped up against her sensitive folds. Up and up she went, balancing solely upon her hands, until at last, with a wet pop, her pussy rose up off of his dick… followed by a very unladylike groan as a waterfall of his cum gushed out of her abused hole.

The sight in and off of itself, the sight of his virile seed gushing forth from a woman’s snatch, was mesmerizing beyond belief, although, far quicker than what he would have liked, the woman before him straightened out her back; legs wobbling as she sauntered her way up towards his head.

“Probably shouldn’t have filled her up like that~” the Devil’s voice appeared by his head, though before he could do much more with the knowledge, the rear he had ogled before descended down towards his face.

Before he could so much as complain, his head was placed between the Angel’s thighs; the top of his head brushing up against her freshly fucked snatch, although, as he felt her nimble fingers comb through his hair, Sasuke Uchiha’s gaze was met by the very woman he thought he saw behind him.

They were known as the Twins, his mind reprimanded him.

From the subtle sway that ran down along her sides, to the voluptuous breasts that jiggled with her every motion, the Devil was a true carbon copy of her twin sister, so much so that, as she eased herself down onto her knees until her groin grazed down against his dick, even their pussies felt the same.

However much he wanted to school his features, the sight before him, as well as the sight above him, denied him that right as well. The Angel’s soft fingers brushed through his hair still, though through no small amount of effort, she raised his head up onto her lap, granting him an even greater view of the Devil’s body, nude and far too sinful, with only the most miniscule differences between them.

When at last her knees sunk down onto the grassy floor beneath them, and when her dripping snatch ground down against the head of his dick, the Devil known as Hinata rolled her eyes into the back of her head. A simple touch was enough to make her moan, a twist of her hips caused her mouth to go dry, and as the Devil opened her eyes once more, she was met with Sasuke’s grin; a faint, cheeky quirk of his lips that infuriated her to no end.

As soon as she had allowed herself to revel in the moment, the Devil steadied her breath, a frown adorning her divine features as she began to forcefully grind his dick against her nethers.

“You’re barely big enough for me to feel you,” she scoffed, teeth clenched tightly together as she ground her hips back and forth.

A bluff, of that much, he was certain. Simply looking up at the woman grinding down against his dick was enough to tell him so, and as one of her hands moved down between her legs to hold him in place, Sasuke let out a low grunt of discomfort. Whereas the Angel’s grasp had been nimble and soft, the Devil simply took him in her hand, squeezing her fingers around his throbbing thickness, while pressing her weeping pussy down against his swollen head.

“You may wish to proceed with-” before the Angel’s melodic voice could reach her sister’s ears, an audible yelp resounded through the air, followed by a scream of profanity as the head of Sasuke’s cock slipped inside of the Devil’s snatch.

Now, he would never claim to be a worshipper of profanity himself, nor did he actively practice the words required to copy the Devil’s outburst, but the moment her voice cracked, he couldn’t help but chuckle darkly atop the Angel’s lap.

The Devil was undoubtedly tight as well, though after being inside of the Angel’s depths, he couldn’t help but compare the two. They were similar, a divine tightness wrapping itself around his dick, though somehow, as the Devil rocked her hips back and forth in a show of stubborness, he couldn’t help but compare her to an inexperienced woman. As she forced another few inches inside of her snatch, she would grunt, yelp and curse beneath her breath, continuously flashing him a stubborn frown while her angelic sister simply giggled atop the mountain of tits that obscured his upward view.

Staying there, with his head in the lap of a far too gentle woman whilst her sister begrudgingly fought to force as much of his cock inside of her snatch as she could, he could hardly find a reason to resist. Whenever he fought against one of the nightmares, be they lesser or greater, his mind was always in a state of extreme serenity. Even as his eyes fluttered closed, his senses were on full alert, always feeling out the surroundings, as well as the two women around him.

‘I won’t hurt you,’ a gentle whisper echoed through his head, though whether it was his thought in regards to the woman above him, or if it was yet another unwanted thought entering his mind, he did not know.

“Fuckin’ hell, since when did mortals become so… so… ugh!” The Devil’s voice echoed throughout the glade, her hips rising up until only the very tip of his dick remained in her snatch, before dropping down with all her force.

Letting out a low grunt, Sasuke Uchiha rolled his eyes back up to glare at the Devil’s face, though to his immense surprise, the woman’s frown was replaced with a different expression altogether. Her teeth were chewing into her bottom lip, a bead of sweat trickled down the side of her face, and as he eyed her up, her pale eyes were solely focused on the junction between her legs where they met as one.

By that point in time, she had taken half of his length inside of her, but even then, her pussy seemed comically stuffed. From where he lay, he could see the tiniest bulge appearing atop her abdomen, and as she rose up once more to repeat the drop from before, the bulge grew even larger.

Shifting his hands down until they were placed atop the Devil’s knees, Sasuke let out a low grunt, thrusting his hips upward in time with the Devil’s drop downward. The resounding screech that echoed throughout the glade could not have been any clearer. His cockhead had rammed up against the Devil’s cervix, and without so much as a warning, its head had rammed through the entrance to her womb, nestling itself within the Devil’s depths in a way that no man ever would.

How had he lost track of time? How on earth could he have lost the sense of pleasure from being inside a woman like her? How…

Throwing a subtle glance upward, the Angel’s face was adorned by a small, barely visible smile; a very knowing smile, even as their eyes met.

‘Does she know what will happen…?’ He couldn’t help but ponder internally, his hips acting on autopilot as he began to fervently thrust his hips up to meet the Devil’s feeble motions. ‘If she does, why isn’t she stopping-’

“Cumming!” The Devil’s yelled out, the entirety of her body stiffening in place, so much so that even his cock was blocked from moving an inch.

The tightness he had thought he liked before doubled its effort to strangle him, clenching down around his sides while continuously spasming in an impossibly frantic rhythm. Nestled within her womb as he was, hands clenching down against her knees, even he was at his wits end, and as his onyx eyes rolled up to stare into the pale orbs of the Angel, her lips moved in a way his ears could not pick up.

With a greater force than when he had been inside of the Angel’s pristine pussy, Sasuke came, a violent eruption of cum gushing out of his cockhead like a geyser. Jet upon jet of scalding liquid, thick ropes of sperm that sloshed around inside of the Devil’s womb, heavy globs that simply refused to leave the sides of his cock, but even more so than that, as his eyes rolled up into the back of his head, the Devil’s palms slammed down atop his chest. Even in the midst of his orgasm, as her womb was filled to the very brim and beyond, the Devil known as Hinata raised her hips off of the ground, setting herself a far too rough tempo as she began to ride his dick like a woman possessed.

Heavy grunts, wet slaps and fervent moans echoed throughout the glade as the hands atop the Devil’s knees frantically tried to slow her down. Whenever he thought he could hold on, the warmth within her womb redoubled; the wet walls within her snatch clamping down around his sensitive head with every passing moment.

Above him, the hands that had once combed through his hair slid further down, joining her sister’s palms atop his chest as the Twins held him in place. How long he had been like that, trapped in a state of euphoria with yet another heavy load brewing within his balls, he did not know. Yet, even then, his lust addled mind couldn’t comprehend living in any other way.

By the time he was certain it was over, the Devil’s grasp around his cock tightened; yet another orgasm freezing her body in place, and in so doing, his control snapped. Once more, a scalding load erupted from the tip of his dick, his cum sloshing around within her womb, filling it to the brim, while dousing her dripping snatch in the remnants that oozed out from the cork that was his cock.

Would her motions slow because he came once more? Of course they wouldn’t.

On and on, the Devil rode, time and time again, his mind failed to resist the temptation that lingered from his time with the Angel, yet even then, as his balls churned with another load, Sasuke Uchiha’s eyes caught on to a sign he had seen before.

A cyan hue, enveloping the pale eyed, voluptuous woman before him.

Without so much as a glance upward, the hands holding him down, both the Angel and the Devil’s, shone with the very same hue that had adorned the bodies of three others before them. As it was with the Soulless, the Witch and the Gale, the nightmare surrounding the world was about to fade away.

Plastered on the ground, held captive by the Twins’ enthralling grasp, Sasuke Uchiha allowed his eyes to fall shut, a deep breath of air rushing through his body as the scent of the Twins dwindled with time.

Cinnamon, vanilla, lilacs… three distinct scents, belonging to the women around him and one other. A scent his mind could recall from the three that came before the Twins, as well as a scent he had felt time and time again in the aftermath of his battle against the Gale.

By the time he opened his eyes once more, the glade was empty, the faint sound of water rushing down a river met his ears, and at long last, the divine tightness that had enveloped his cock had all but disappeared…
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