Thirst Things Go Here I Guess

[oddeyes588]

Because I did a lot of plotting around during Thirsty Thursday so like, if you wanna do something, here's a place for things to be done. Oh yeah, NSFW warning.

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For Mash

[excalibeam]

Hoh? Kyrielight... to what do I owe the pleasure?

[ It can't exactly be said that Artoria and Mash are usually seen together... in fact, even with all things considered, it was a bit of a rare sight. The Alter Servant usually kept to herself or a very specific kind of crowd. That being said, Artoria held an interest in Mash Kyrielight from the first day she was summoned by Chaldea.

She recognized that it was Galahad who had initially granted her abilities as a Demi-Servant, and like other members of her time period, she kept quiet about it. Still, while that did draw her attention, it was Mash herself that kept her eyes transfixed on her Master's precious kouhai. To go into detail would drag things out quite a bit, so let's simply leave it at the fact that, even if others hadn't noticed, she had always kept her eye on the Shield Maiden.

Obviously, she already considered Mash to be one of her knights, whether she openly admitted to it or not. Not that it was surprising, considering certain records of the Shinjuku Pseudo-Singularity, or the acknowledgement from her own fellow knights and alternate selves... particularly her purer, untainted self, who unlike Alter had indeed openly acknowledged the Demi-Servant.

Still, this was truly a chance encounter. Artoria had only just turned the corner and bumped into her, not at all unusual considering the amount of summoned Servants present in Chaldea, but as Artoria had been caught off-guard... she couldn't help but smile.

Whether a smile from the Tyrannical King of Knights was a good thing or not... well, that's up for debate. In any case, she decides to take action and bring about, well... a change, so to speak. ]

I presume our Master is with you as usual?

[ She asks, but she knows the answer. She saw Ritsuka enter the simulator with a team of Servants earlier, and battles with the simulated Embers are expected to take some time. More time than what has passed. ]

[unfalteringwall]

Ah, Alter. Good afternoon. [A little bow. It was a bit unexpected to encounter Artoria's Alter form here in the hallway, but Chaldea is nothing if not always abuzz with bustling Servants.]

No, Master is in the simulator right now - I was just coming back from double-checking the settings. It’s just me. [She smiles softly and a little apologetically, sorry that the person she assumed Alter was looking for wasn't there.]

Did you need them? Is there anything I can help with?

[excalibeam]

[ Fortunately for Mash, Artoria's grin seems to only become more pronounced after hearing the confirmation for herself. It is again up to Mash herself to decide whether that's a good thing or not. ]

Thank you, but no. Today, it is not our Master who has my attention, but yourself.

[ She takes a step forward, bringing her hand up to Mash's chin so that she can hold the girl's gaze, her face now strangely and almost intimately close as she seems to examine Mash with her cold golden eyes. Her grin never leaves her face. ]

Mm, indeed... though I was already certain, I have decided. Mash Kyrielight, you are now to be one of my knights.

[unfalteringwall]

[Mash gives a tiny little gasp at the sudden gesture, a little blush rising to the surface of her cheeks. Violet eyes gaze back, wide and confused like a deer in the headlights.]

M-me?

[She reflects on the words for a moment before those eyes lower. Maybe Alter hadn’t heard. It wasn’t like Mash had been going around announcing it, after all, though her absence from the front lines as of late had been something hard to miss. Her fingers curl into an anxious fist at her side.]

Oh, but Galahad is…he’s not… not with me anymore…

[Again, she appears apologetic for not being who Alter wanted.]

[excalibeam]

[ She stares silently at Mash for a moment, before finally... ]

How foolish. Sir Galahad is already one of my knights, I need not make that clear.

[ She leans in closer, still holding Mash's chin, and now close enough that if they were just a little closer, their noses would be touching. ]

I am declaring you as one of my knights. Mash Kyrielight, not Sir Galahad. Have I made myself clear?

[unfalteringwall]

[Mash starts as she gets closer still.]

Y, yes. I understand. I'm sorry, I just... I just assumed that... you wanted me because of him.

[That was why everyone had wanted her at first. Actually, no, at first, she hadn't even had Galahad to her name. She had just been a disappointment. They'd kept her around simply for her Round Table shield. And now, here she was again in that same situation (or at least, it felt that way.) Yet Alter said she wanted her. It was certainly flattering, but also curious.]

T-to what do I owe the honor?

[excalibeam]

[ "Cute", she thinks at the way Mash reacts. ]

Fret not, I understand. You need not fear, however. Your value lies with yourself alone, and one of my knights was simply fortunate enough to come across and be given the honor of lending you their strength. I am sure that even my purer self would agree.

[ She smiles, leaning back a bit to give Mash a bit more space again. ]

I've had my eyes on you for quite some time, is all. I saw this as an ideal opportunity to make this clear, and...

[ She places a hand on Mash's side, gently but firmly pushing her toward the wall and then slamming a hand on said-wall right next to Mash's head (she heard a certain flamboyant Roman Emperor talking about this. It's called a 'kabedon' if she's remembering it correctly). ]

...claim you for myself.

[ Said in an almost husky whisper. It is the ideal situation, after all. Despite usually being able to come across someone while in these halls, this hall seems to be particularly deserted, save for Artoria and Mash. It's an uncommon period of privacy, for however long that lasts. ]

[unfalteringwall]

[Mash looks touched by Artoria’s words, but her actions shake that soft expression from her before she can express her gratitude. She flinches and jerks back up against the wall in response to the hand’s impact, only opening her eyes again when the other had finished talking. Her heart starts to beat faster. Questions flood her mind. What was going on? What’s this feeling? And what exactly did she mean by ‘claim’?]

A-Alter?

[excalibeam]

[ In response, Artoria simply licks her lips, bending her elbow and closing the distance to be as close as earlier. ]

Please, I'm sure you are aware of enough to infer my meaning. However, if that is not the case...

[ Her left hand rises, from dangling at her side to rise up to Mash's chin, brushing against her stomach along the way until she's cupping Mash's chin. She steps one foot forward, pushing her knee and thigh between Mash's legs as she holds Mash's chin to keep her facing Artoria directly, as well as allowing for the Alter servant to lean forward just a little more...

Claiming Mash's lips with her own. ]

[unfalteringwall]

Nn! [Mash.exe has stopped responding. Overwhelmed by this sudden rush of unfamiliar emotions, she hardly knows what to do with herself. Her eyes widen, her cheeks flush. This was! This was…!? Well, it certainly wasn’t what she had envisioned for her first kiss, that was for sure! Her heart pounds in her chest, a little scared but strangely warm.

Still, something like this so suddenly, wasn’t it a bit … inappropriate? So she struggles to pull her face away from the other’s, just barely breaking the kiss and putting her hands to Alter’s chest without actually pushing her away. A futile half-protest.]

W-wait. Alter, I…! We…!

[Her breath is warm and irregular and her face is growing redder by the second.]

[excalibeam]

[ A sadistic sense of satisfaction rises in Artoria's chest at the sight of how red Mash's face is... and it's only going to grow from here. ]

Hoh... I see that you enjoyed that...

[ The lack of Mash's attempts to genuinely push Alter away doesn't go unnoticed, and she pushes her leg up further between Mash's legs until she's rubbing against her. Artoria's hand still holds Mash's chin, though her thumb comes up to caress her cheek. ]

You needn't fret, Sir Kyrielight... simply accept what your King gives you...

[ With those words whispered huskily at the blushing mess that Mash is becoming, she'll push forward again to reclaim that earlier kiss, though this time she'll be making use of her tongue to push the kiss further into an even more... intimate territory. ]

[unfalteringwall]

But—! [Mash’s objection is forcibly silenced. The rub of the King’s leg against her, far and away the most unfamiliar sensation so far, elicits a sharp little gasp, allowing the tongue further in. She doesn’t fight it. She was in no state to. She considers Alter’s words, the trepidation building up inside her. Had she enjoyed it? What did it mean if she had?

Something else was building too, something anxious and hot that she couldn’t put her finger on. Her fingertips, still resting on Alter’s chest and trembling slightly, curl ever so gently, gripping tentatively at the fabric.]

[excalibeam]

[ She was a tyrant, of course she wouldn't relent... but that being said, she wasn't too cruel. Her hand moves from Mash's chin to instead rest on one of Mash's hands, having noticed how they trembled while gripping the fabric of her dress.

She continues to press her leg against Mash's nethers, further dominating Mash with every opening the Shielder carelessly allows the corrupted Servant. She sadistically wonders if she can push Mash to a peak before another Servant is detected by the Saber's keen senses, and that quickly becomes her goal as she further pushes Mash against the wall. ]

[unfalteringwall]

[It was probably a very reasonable goal, all things considered. For being a veritable bastion of defense, Mash was still utterly unprepared for this kind of attack. Already, tiny fleeting pulses of electricity shake her body with each pass. She can’t deny it was a strange and thrilling feeling.]

Ah! Ahl- [The name slurred by their pressed lips] Ahlter…!

[Pressing her weight back against the wall for support, her thighs unconsciously tense and tighten around Alter's leg. More, they beg. Harder.]

[excalibeam]

[ She finds herself grinning for a brief moment when she comes up for air, before quickly returning to conquering Mash's lips. Her body begs for more, and Alter obliges, pressing harder... rougher. Each slurred sound that Mash manages does wonders for Artoria herself, her own arousal rising alongside the Demi-Servant.

She continues a little longer, melting Mash's mind just a little more before Artoria finally releases Mash from the kiss... a line of saliva still connecting them. She grins, then whispers into Mash's ear. ]

Come.

[ Her voice comes out husky and smooth, but her words are spoken as nothing less than a command from the King... and along with it, Artoria presses her leg as high up as possible between Mash's thighs, almost enough to lift Mash off her feet. ]

[unfalteringwall]

[Mash’s shoulders heave and her hips shake, grinding against the leg unbidden in an entirely primal way. Why was that? What was her body doing? It was getting difficult to think clearly. The warmth from before now burned across her entire person, clouding out both the apprehension and the fear that had gripped at her. In that moment, she just wanted to keep feeling this strange and wonderful feeling.

She stares in a daze as Artoria pulls away, sucking in a little expectant gasp when she draws close once more. The King’s breath tickles against her ear. Sheltered as she is, the whispered command has no real meaning to her, but as the leg is drawn up against her one final time, her body is more than happy to oblige.]

Hee—!

[The grip on the dress tightens considerably as her upper body arcs and her head tips back. She rocks first onto her tiptoes but then back onto her heels, crumbling into a shuddering and gasping little heap. It takes her a few minutes to truly regain herself.]

What… [The words are shaky and euphoric, like someone waking from a pleasant dream.] What was…?

[excalibeam]

Heh...

[ The satisfaction that comes from seeing the way her expression changes, the cloudiness in her eyes, the way she grinds back against her King... and at last, her voice as her body arches against Artoria's own. She's content to remain still like this, gazing at Mash and reaping the rewards of her work. She wants to take her again right away, but alas...

She can sense the presence of a few Servants approaching. Not in the same hall, no, but they were approaching the corner in which they would simply have to turn and witness them both. A shame that things must be cut short now... but it's for the best.

She can do more with privacy, after all.

She takes her hand off of the wall and uses it to caress Mash's cheek again, brushing some stray bangs away from her now-sweaty face. ]

Collect yourself, Sir Kyrielight... and I expect to see you in my quarters tonight.

[ She brings her face closer one last time, golden eyes staring deep into clouded purple eyes... ]

Your King shall reward you with even more of her touch...

[ She'll leave it at that, giving Mash one final kiss, a quick peck on the lips, before finally returning Mash's personal space. With that, she'll stride off in the direction of the approaching presence, intending on allowing Mash a little more time to collect what was left of her mind by distracting the approaching company.

After that, she'll remain patiently within her own room, awaiting Mash's presence. ]

[unfalteringwall]

[Mash watches as Artoria takes her leave, mustering the strength to rise fully to her feet once more. She leans against the wall and stares at the ceiling, mind still reeling.

Her head eventually clears enough for her to go back about her day, but even then, she can’t stop thinking about what had transpired in the hallway. Her lower body aches for that sensation again, and guilt and confusion overtake her. What had Alter done? What had she done? That had clearly been something indecent, right? Something that only couples should do. So, why had she…?

Normally she would confide in Ritsuka with her troubles, but the thought of relaying this event to her senpai made her face burn and her chest tighten. After all, she had always imagined…

Well, it didn’t matter right now. The point was, there was no one she could easily turn to with these uneasy and kind of horny feelings. No one except for perhaps one particular Servant. So, at the conclusion of the evening meeting, Mash excuses herself and makes her way down to the corrupted Saber’s room. She stands hesitantly in front of the door for several minutes before working up the courage to knock.]

Alter? It’s me, Mash.

[excalibeam]

[ A moment passes, and the door slides open, though Alter isn't standing there when it does. The lights are dim and if Mash steps inside, she'll see Alter sitting at the edge of her bed, her eyes immediately locking onto Mash. She's wearing something similar to her dress in her third ascension, though the skirt is much shorter. Her lips curl into her usual grin, and she licks her lips. ]

You kept me waiting, Sir Kyrielight.

[ She stands up, sauntering over to Mash with all the confidence of the Tyrannical King of Knights. She waves her hand, and the door will suddenly shut behind Mash. ]

Though... you are earlier than I expected.

[unfalteringwall]

I…

[Mash bashfully glances down at her intertwined hands and turns a little red, not really having a solid explanation for why she had hurried to her.]

I’ve felt strange all day.

[In the end, she decides to just be as honest as she can about it, embarrassing though it was.]

[excalibeam]

Hoh... is that so?

[ She steps forward until she's right in front of Mash again, leaning forward to close the distance just as last time, but not completely. ]

Strange... how? Tell me precisely... how exactly have you felt 'strange'?

[ It's cute, seeing how embarrassed she is... the rush that Artoria felt from the sight of Mash's face turning red is just as strong as ever. Can you blame her for wanting to tease her knight? ]

[unfalteringwall]

[Tha-thump. Mash's heart beats a little faster as Alter draws near. She tries to maintain eye contact, but it’s surprisingly difficult.]

I’ve been feeling nervous and guilty about… what happened. And m- [She swallows, her voice lowering slightly:]

My body feels unusually restless whenever I think about it.

[excalibeam]

I see...

[ In a familiar move from before, Alter's hand comes up to cup Mash's chin to keep her from looking away. She remains smiling, piercing golden eyes never looking away from the Demi-Servant. ]

However... you needn't feel guilty, Sir Kyrielight. You are experiencing a very human urge... and to me, it seems that your body is making it clear to you what it is that you want.

[ Her other hand slowly reaches around Mash before suddenly pulling her close, Alter pressing her body against Mash's now. ]

Tell me, Mash Kyrielight... do you wish to experience it again? If so, then simply succumb to your King... and allow me to teach you of pleasures beyond your wildest dreams.

[unfalteringwall]

[A human urge, was it? Mash turns this over in her mind, so much so that she is caught off guard when Alter draws her close. She stammers.]

I-I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t…

[The captive Demi-Servant is ashamed to still feel curious in spite of knowing that. That indescribable restlessness gnaws at her. She might not be able to move her head, but her eyes still dart furtively to the side, telegraphing the wavering conviction to her own words.]

[excalibeam]

Trust your King, Sir Kyrielight... succumb to my rule, and I shall claim you as my own...

[ As King, she is the one who decides what they should and shouldn't do... and as of now, the King makes her decree. She leans forward and claims Mash's lips again. In truth, she wants Mash just as much... she's been looking forward to this more than she's letting on. ]