| Pajama Party |
| Part X-Epiphany, 1 of 3 |
| Wise man stirred. What was taking them so long? His creations should have gathered a lot more energy for the Negaforce by now. He opened his mystical mirror and gazed down at them, upon the Earth... Yaoi was with two males. He wasn't harvesting their energies. He was�participating. Wise Man peered closely into the mirror. Yaoi embraced the two young men, who fondled him in return. And he wasn't trying to gather their energies. He was, instead, participating in producing his own. What was the meaning of this? And yet, Wise Man thought of Yaoi's slender body, of the not-so-tender embraces he had inflicted upon the creation. And felt his own member gaining in a throbbing intensity. Although not totally unfamiliar, it had been some time before Wise Man had been so -- aroused. But, what of his other creation, the luscious Yuri? He focused on her next, and the mirror shifted focus. Yuri was in a mass of girls, or so it seemed to Wise Man. The aged, evil sage moaned as he realized what Yuri and the girls were doing, to themselves and to each other. Wise Man's erection grew as he watched them. He split the images in the mirror, one focused on Yaoi, and the other, an image of Yuri. Both were involved in groups of three. He pictured himself exploring the hapless humans who were, even now, exploring his creatures, and smiled. He licked his lips, running his finger over his erect member. He wanted to stick all of them, slowly and painfully. At the same time, he would have to teach a lesson to his upstart creations. He visualized exactly what he wanted to do to them, to the last perverse image of sticking them with his shaft -- both the one in his pants, and the one in his hand. He smiled, licking his lips, as his fingers parted his robes and massaged his crotch. Slowly, then with greater urgency. Then, on the edge, he stopped. There was no reason he could not do as he wished with them, and gather the human's energies at the same time. Of course, his creations would be utterly destroyed afterwards. But, Wise Man's own needs would be fulfilled, at least for a time. At least, until he could coerce Emerald into joining him for some perverse pleasures... Wise Man stood. Thrusting out his erection, letting his robes hang open, he called to the Dark Forces. Pre-cum glistened on its tip as he called for the opening of a Portal of Joining, one that could join his plane and theirs. To take three separate places, and make them one. He would take what was his by right of dark magick. He would take their bodies. Then, he would steal their souls... |