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Was getting back into bed, going to sleep, an option to ‘wake up’? With all the quiet in the room, it did not seem impossible. If not for the creatures outside, she might have tried it. With a sigh she took Shinigami’s hand. “I might be walking into a trap here. If I am, I expect you to find me. Take too long, I might belong to someone else no matter what I feel.” She took that threat for real. The idea someone might want to break her did not seem impossible. She had little choice though, it seemed. Holding Shinigami’s hand in one hand, the other lifted the apple to her mouth, and she. Took a bite, waiting to see what if anything happened,

No answer from the girl, of course. That was the most troublesome thing here. She could not shake off this was a manipulation from whoever that was. The room seemed quiet. Which was a little troublesome. It now looked like it was whoever that was, not Mitsuko, who had left this room as it was. The apples, the tucking in. She quickly grabbed the apple. Considered biting. But she had to at least try, in case that girl had darker plans after all. She walked up to the sleeping Shinigami, shook her a little. “Hey, can you hear me. Something is wrong.” She had to at least try to wake Shinigami up, before biting the apple.

That voice again. “After saying I will be yours, classic demon talk, by the way. You grabbing me, drawing a scythe. I don’t know who or what you are, but don’t be surprised I don’t trust you, acting like that. Could not even understand everything you said before. At least you’re clear now.” She did not know if the girl could hear her, but if she could speak, it was worth saying, just in case. That might have been the easiest action back there, but she could hardly be blamed for her caution. Then the creatures. Undead. Probably nothing more dangerous than other things she had fought over the years. But she did not intend to find out. Drawing her wings out, she charged forwarded, swaying to the sides, leaping, brief seconds of flying, as she made her way to what seemed to be the destination, where this all began.

Escape it said. But where? She did make her way out of the room. But where was she supposed to go from there? Was she expected to go out into that wasteland? She was very reluctant. But she could still try one last thing, unless the voice or the house itself tried to stop her. She made her way back towards the stairs. Hoping she could wake that Shinigami. Even if she could not, it might be a good idea to grab the second apple, before leaving. Maybe that was where the voice wanted her to go anyway. What she was supposed to escape was still unclear. The room? The house? This dream, if that is what it was?

What, was this some sort of haunted house thing now? Jumi might have been a little shaken, but not terrified, over what was happening. Watching the name, reappear the messages. Wake up? Was she in a dream after all…or? Was she supposed to wake up, or was Shinigami? If it was her, how was she supposed to wake up? She was not going to risk hurting herself on the chance it was a dream. But then there was the whispering. Was it to her! Was it Shinigami? She saw two options left. One was to go back to the bed try to wake up Shinigami. But she ought to try one last thing, while she was here. She walked into the symbol on the floor, to its center, would at least wait a moment to see if anything happened.

Jumi was back to wondering if this was a dream. It was probably safer to go back to Shinigami. Maybe wake her up. This did not feel right. She was beginning to feel Mitsuko and Nall were not here. Had the girl actually offered her a way back to the 'normal' house? Was the apple something she actually should have ate? It was too late now. Unless eating the one back in the bedroom would help. She was not sure if that other girl taking a bite out of it changed anything or not. She walked carefully around the room, cautious about not stepping in the symbol on the floor, at least not yet. Though maybe that was the solution. She looked at the symbols on the wall. Was the fox supposed to be Shinigami? Then...whatever was above it. Something somehow connected to her. The word unfortunately was unreadable by her. If she could, would something happen, if she said it? She put a finger on the foxlike etching, rubbing it a little, she did not really expect anything to happen, but if she had to touch something, that seemed safest.

Jumi had a hard time understanding everything the strange girl said, especially at the end, only picked up pieces of it. Was a little surprised after getting a look at her. Not what she expected, had no idea who she was or what she really wanted. But it did not look like a demon…though some demons looked human. If she had been held much longer, she had been tempted to try to summon the chains, use them to wake Shinigami. But that no longer seemed necessary. She was supposedly offered a means to go home. But why? Who was she? At this point it seemed safer to just let Shinigami send them home when the days were done. Especially as she took another look the outside. She closed the door, not wanting anything else to sneak in, as she began exploring just a little more, see if she could find Nall or Mitsuko.

A scythe? Wasn’t Shinigami the death spirit, creature, whatever here. This felt very dangerous. Was she going to be killed if she kept resisting? Was this some test? Biting the apple seemed dangerous though, she was not stupid to manipulation. Nothing was right about this. Back to where she came from? Her? Who was her? “I did not come here alone. Did you do something to Mitsuko?” That was the new fear. Did something happen to her while they slept? Were the barriers meant to keep whatever this was out. There was no sexual feeling, but that just made it worse. ‘You’re mine’, that was what it said earlier? What did it intend for her.

Something was off here. That much was certain. Did all these barriers just go up when Shinigami slept? It certainly seemed possible. This was her first time wandering the house while Shinigami slept. But then, were Mitsuko and Nall trapped behind one of these doors? She did not feel right calling out for them. Then she made it to the door. Had it been left open since Shinigami returned? She gazed outside, trying to see anything. The flash of light, revealed something very concerning. They were not in their world? Jumi had probably not been here before but she had seen things like this. Then she jerked as she was grabbed, for just a second, she thought it was Mitsuko. Then the voice. Was this Lenneth?! But then the face. No, this was something else. A demon? “…What are you?!” She hissed as the apple was bit into, and presented. She knew better than to automatically bite. But she felt she could not snap free, calling for Shinigami or Mitsuko could be dangerous as well, they might not have time to reach her.

This was strange. But Jumi had enough experience as a Magical Girl to not be easily scared. Was this some strange magic? Something Shinigami was doing, without realizing it? She could not rule out that maybe she was still sleeping, that this was a dream. All she could do was press forward. Well, she could have tried waking up Shinigami, or just going back to sleep. But she preferred not to do that. She cautiously made her way down the stairs. Listening for anything else. That storm was still going? That was a little strange. Was it actually a natural one? Or maybe were they further from home than realized, where it might be more common? Either way, she walked quietly, did not say a word, as she made her way to the bottom of the stairs and looked around.

Jumi eventually woke up, to the strange feeling of being covered. She knew she had not done it. Shinigami did not seem to have woken up either, while she was asleep. She tried not to think too much about the sounds Shinigami seemed to be making. She rubbed her eyes, looked around. Carefully getting up, she saw and picked up one of the apples. Had Mitsuko been in here while they slept? She looked over Shinigami. Still asleep. She deserved some more. Would not bother her. If she woke up, she could probably guess where Jumi went. She quietly opened the door, stepped out, closed it behind her. Went walking down the hall. Listening for any hint of Mitsuko and/or Nall. Was probably best to check on them. See what sort of reaction Mitsuko had to everything that happened, or as much as she was aware of it.

Food would be needed eventually. At least Jumi had ate just before going back up to find Shinigami and Mitsuko. It could wait a little longer. As could any cleanup. It was more important to get some rest. Hopefully that would at least somewhat help Shinigami’s recovery. She just let Shinigami fall asleep, pet her for a few more moments, occasionally whispering the new nickname a few more times before she also fell asleep.

It took Jumi a moment to recover. It was quite the experience. Left sore, as Shinigami suggested earlier, but not enough to bother her too much. She let Shinigami move around, pull out. As she recovered a bit, she was reminded of the wounds. Shinigami had not seemed too bothered by them before. But maybe they over did it some. She softly wrapped an arm around her. A little of the petting, not for reasons connected to the domination, but because Shinigami had seemed to like it before. “…You…did real good…good girl…you will find out how good later.” She added with a smile. She believed she had a good idea of what her second deal would be now. But she was going to wait until the three days were over to tell her.

It was a lot. Maybe too much if she had been an ordinary girl. But nude or not, Jumi was still transformed, allowing her to take more. No risk of being injured at least. She did like it rough too, though this was perhaps on another level. But that just made it better. Shinigami was giving her what she wanted. A mix of loud moaning and groaning as it went. But she did not want it to stop. It felt more intimate this way. The limited pain did not stop the pleasure from building. Her body was begging for it, the usual thing, plus seeming to understand the point of the knot. It squeezed on Shinigami more than usual. And when she finally released, Jumi came with it, her eyes rolling back, body tensing, as she felt it fill her.

It was not Jumi’s first all-nighter, but there was probably some truth in what Shinigami said and she certainly wanted Shinigami to have similar energy for Mitsuko. Though she had to wonder how much of this Mitsuko might experience. The chains at least seemed unlikely. Others were harder to guess. She moaned, tried to return the kiss, as Shinigami began to work. Aggressively, as she liked it. It was pretty familiar at first, but still good. She took each thrust eagerly. Then it finally came. She groaned a little as she stretched, let it in, but tightened around it. It probably could not come out until Shinigami was done, but honestly that was pretty hot. “Mmmm! It’s good…keep going…don’t stop…”. If there was pain, it was not enough to make Jumi want it to stop or slow down. There was a new intensity here.

Shinigami was quite unlikely to disappoint Jumi at this point, as long as Jumi did not accidentally upset her, things should still be quite fine. She would prove that at the end of this. But for now, the focus was on the moment. What did Jumi want in the moment? There was some appeal in getting both, but it was not necessary. No, maybe it was better to focus on one over the other. “…Well, let’s finish this, traditionally. Get it into my pussy this time…really get it in. You haven’t got that knot in there yet…should feel interesting.” In a way combining their bodies even more than any human man and woman could. It turned her on a little, to imagine what it was like.

Well, the opportunity for everyone to make new characters remains open. Will assume Miya ran out of the building after realizing Emi was gone (maybe Emi saw Space Bunny coming and ran). Alexandrine will probably remain on pause until Exzel/Ellie need her. Will get a response in on Azreal and keep Shinigami Mansion and Emiri’s corruption open of course, see what else happens.

Jumi let the fingers go n with a moan. “Go ahead. Have fun.” But before she knew it, she found herself being explored from both sides at the same time. Not the first time, though it usually was not fingers. Her body squirmed a little. It felt quite good. Feeling them deep inside both ends. Then the other question came. Shinigami had already possibly given her the most intense orgasm of her life. She was not going to be disappointed if this one was less. “…mmmm…surprise me…do it how you want…”. It already felt quite good as it was. If Shinigami wanted to go rough, that would be good. But if she was having enough fun with this pace, that was good too.

Jumi let Shinigami work. She let out a surprised but not necessarily displeased moan when the tongue went back. She had anyone’s tongue back there before. Shinigami was certainly honest earlier. She would lick anywhere. It honestly turned her on. Then a more conventional moan as the tongue reached her pussy. Now the fingers teased both ends. She certainly would not mind more. “Hmmm my good girl is a dirty one. You wondered if I was okay sucking you last time. But your tongue did not hesitate either.” She had figured out Shinigami liked being called that at least. She might not say it constantly. But certainly when she did well like this.

It did not take long for Jumi to realize what was happening. While she did not get the same enjoyment out of the feet as Mitsuko, it was enjoyable as part of the whole process. Knowing what Shinigami was working towards. Her toes curled a little as she worked down the leg, got closer and closer. A soft moan as she finally reached the crotch. Then quite the surprise. Now it was Shinigami’s turn to be playful, apparently. She let a frustrated moan of sorts as Shinigami switched to the other leg. The slow process began again. But what would happen when that leg was finished?

Jumi made no attempt to stop it. She enjoyed it. She was not worried about anything Shinigami might do, no, she was looking forward to what was coming. She was quiet, but there was still the occasional twitch or shiver, as the tongue moved. Then it stopped. She pressed herself against Shinigami a little as the hand rubbed her hip. But then she followed instructions. Walked over to bed, laid down. She could see several ways this might go. Did Shinigami just want a better position for licking those places, or did she intend to do something else?

Jumi was still lost in thought, was caught off guard, was not expecting this. The way she was licking her was quite...intense. It was hard to guess for sure what Shinigami was thinking or feeling at the moment. "Mmm...good girl?" She answered both the first question and perhaps the 'last words' as well. It was exciting. Felt nice. She just let the tongue work for now. To see just how thorough it would be. There was a feel in how the tongue moved. Especially the first one, but also the later ones. That maybe it was something she just wanted to do. Her body shivered as the neck and chest. Getting a little hot as it slowly worked down. Was it going to be every single spot? She eagerly waited, but enjoyed every lick.

Did she like that term at least? It sounded like she might. “Probably wouldn’t have anything like that lying around here, when you have the real thing.” Jumi still thought out loud. Whether Shinigami enjoyed the idea of the chains or not, it seemed she wanted a break from them. With a small nod, the chains disappeared. “Maybe I am, I think you can understand why I had that thought…”. She was still about other potential requests, but also curious what Shinigami would do, now that she was unchained.

Jumi was after this, knew it was coming, let the one hole spray on her while swallowing everything that came out into her mouth. Every drop, licking it clean, trying to suck anything left out that she could. Once that was done, she stood up, licked her lips. Then looked down at it. “Would have had a few more options here with my toys back home. Chained up like that, all this, it just feels like it would make so much more sense for me to be using one of those on you.” Jumi was mostly thinking out loud, about how there was one option she usually had available, did not hear, that seemed appropriate. She was not really expecting to be able to do anything about it.

Jumi had her eyes closed, only had the movements of her body, limited as they were, and the expected drops in her mouth, as hints of how close she was getting. Swallowing them, she kept going. Of course there were other things she could touch, but she focused on that earlier, so now she focused on the penis. Giving it genuine affection, and fulfilling her hunger for it, occasionally making happy soft moans, in her enjoyment. She found some happiness again after the brief scare.