Shunsuke and Gorgon entered the opulent bedroom, but the primal scene unfolding on the enormous bed continued unabated. Luvia, slick with sweat and the mingled juices of herself and her partner, didn't even glance their way. After another frantic series of powerful thrusts that made the heavy oak bedframe groan ominously, she casually swept her tangled golden drills aside. The pink nipple atop one magnificent, jiggling breast quivered precariously close to Shunsuke's eyeline.
Then, Luvia expertly maneuvered herself, shifting positions with the woman beneath her. The partner, equally stunning with a striking Hime-cut hairstyle framing her face, braced herself, lifting Luvia's thick thighs onto her shoulders. Then, using her own impressively rounded, pale posterior, she began to pound upwards, swallowing the pulsing, milky dildo deep inside herself, grinding against Luvia's receptive flesh.
Plap-plap-squish-plap! Creek-creek-groan!
"Nnngh… Mmmmhmmm… Ahh… Yes… Good… There…" Luvia gasped, clutching a handful of silken pillowcase, her own monumental breasts smashing against her partner's equally heavy bosom. The impact flattened the pale globes momentarily before they rebounded, jiggling violently, transforming into fascinatingly distorted shapes with each collision. Shunsuke had never imagined female-on-female coupling could achieve such… sheer, overwhelming impact. The two slick, white bodies writhed together, asses slamming in a brutal rhythm, the double-ended dildo throbbing visibly between them, slick and glistening.
WHAM!
"I'm… cumming! Coming!" Luvia cried out, her voice strained, gripping her partner's forearm tightly. The Hime-cut woman nodded curtly, hauling Luvia's legs even higher, accelerating the depth and brutal force of her hip thrusts. Luvia's eyes glazed over, brimming with unshed tears of pure ecstasy. Her hands instinctively flew up to cup her own jiggling breasts as her body began to vibrate, faster and faster. Seconds later, both women's bodies locked simultaneously!
"Ungh! Ungh! Unghhhh—!" Trembling whimpers escaped both their lips, their voluptuous buttocks pressed tightly together, muscles clenching rhythmically. Shunsuke could almost hear the wet sounds of fluids being exchanged within the hollow implement—proof of its disgusting, depraved efficacy.
Chuu… Chuu chuu~~
After the paralyzing intensity subsided, glistening, pearlescent fluid began to seep out from between their pressed bodies, dripping onto the expensive sheets. The Hime-cut woman leaned down, capturing Luvia's lips in a deep, lingering kiss. Their tongues explored each other's mouths tenderly, a surprisingly gentle counterpoint to the preceding brutality, yet somehow even more intensely erotic. They clung together, kissing wetly, for several long minutes before Luvia gently eased her partner onto her side. Only then did she finally acknowledge Shunsuke's presence, her expression languid, sated.
"My maid informed me you wished to see this young lady," Luvia stated, her gaze drifting back to her partner as the Hime-cut woman slowly, deliberately, withdrew the double-dildo. Luvia's eyes narrowed in pleasure, watching the glistening, cum-slicked implement emerge inch by agonizing inch. "However, as I informed you last night, from today onwards, we are enemies." She fixed her gaze back on Shunsuke, a predatory glint in her sapphire eyes. "Unless… you desire a swift resolution right now? In which case, I wholeheartedly welcome the challenge."
Shunsuke, however, found his attention snagged by the purple-haired Servant now resting beside Luvia. Her hair, incredibly long, smooth, and straight, was styled in that distinctive Japanese Hime cut—blunt bangs, cheek-length sidelocks, the rest cascading down her back like polished silk. Her face was maturely beautiful, oval-shaped, with gentle eyes that seemed to hold deep currents and full, sensual lips. Her shoulders and clavicle were surprisingly delicate, creating a stark contrast with the sheer, overwhelming volume of her breasts and hips—a physique nearly matching Gorgon's own impossible proportions. A sudden realization dawned on Shunsuke: perhaps the Grail specifically chose women embodying extreme archetypes of fecundity and lust? Judging by raw physical presence alone, these women were indeed… top tier.
"Speaking of which," Shunsuke voiced the thought that had just occurred to him, driven more by curiosity than genuine intent, "something I'm curious about—if we were to… engage you… now, in your current state… and overpower you… would that count as a win for us?"
"But of course," Luvia chuckled, stretching languidly against the headboard, her blonde hair fanning out around her like a halo. She seemed utterly unconcerned, maybe even amused by the suggestion. "Taking advantage of this young lady's… post-coital vulnerability… If you could successfully subjugate me now, naturally, it would award you victory and deduct one precious point from my total." Her eyes gleamed with challenge. "So? Why not give it your best shot? Right now?"
Ah, the points system. Ai had briefly mentioned it: Aphrodite granted each participant 5 points. Lose them all, and you were eliminated. Defeat meant losing a point. Shunsuke had, at most, four chances to lose before oblivion.
"No thanks," Shunsuke declined, shaking his head slightly. "Frankly, your 'trap' is laughably obvious. And besides," he admitted ruefully, feeling the lingering soreness in his own limbs, "my current condition isn't much better than yours." He and Gorgon had definitely overdone the 'training'. Standing felt like an achievement.
"So?" Luvia prompted, shifting slightly, making her magnificent breasts sway enticingly under the thin sheet she'd partially drawn over herself. "What is it you want, then? Speak quickly while I'm… resting. Opportunities might not present themselves later."
"Right." Taking a deep breath, Shunsuke outlined their proposal: a temporary alliance, focused solely on eliminating Rin Tohsaka first. Behind him, Gorgon stood silently, her piercing gaze locked onto Luvia's equally imposing purple-haired Servant.
"No," Luvia's rejection was swift, decisive, catching Shunsuke completely off guard. "That woman… Tohsaka… I will defeat her myself. Personally. Make her grovel at my feet. I require no assistance, least of all from you."
Before Shunsuke could react, Gorgon stepped forward, her voice dripping with challenge. "You claim her as your nemesis. Therefore, you know she will not be easily subdued. Facing such formidable prey, wouldn't augmenting one's claws, striking swiftly and decisively, be the prudent course? Or is underestimation simply your preferred style?" Trust Gorgon to make even negotiation sound like a threat.
Luvia's expression hardened. "I despise her, yes. But I have never underestimated her. However, the manner of her defeat matters. Bringing you into it… dilutes the victory. It lacks glory, lacks finesse. It is unbecoming of the Edelfelt name." Her resistance, however, seemed slightly less absolute than before.
"But surely," Shunsuke interjected, boldly moving to sit on the edge of Luvia's massive bed, close enough to smell her lingering scent of arousal and expensive perfume, "those two concepts aren't mutually exclusive? A truly glorious noble wouldn't rely solely on brute force in a duel. Quite the opposite. As the esteemed representative of House Edelfelt, employing skillful strategy, using every tool at your disposal—including tactical alliances—is the most elegant path to victory, no?"
"Strategy," Luvia murmured, considering his words.
"Using diplomacy, forging alliances to overcome a powerful rival… Isn't that precisely the sort of triumph worthy of song? Of aristocratic praise?" Shunsuke pressed his advantage.
Luvia chewed her lip thoughtfully, then glanced down at the voluptuous woman nestled against her side. "What are Raikou's thoughts on this matter?"
Rai…kou? As in… Minamoto no Raikou?! The legendary Heian-era warrior? Shunsuke felt his jaw drop again. The sheer caliber of Servants involved in this depraved war was staggering.
"Mm, it seems a very practical, quite standard tactic," Raikou offered, her voice soft, almost maternal, yet laced with an undercurrent Shunsuke couldn't quite decipher. "Therefore, Mama thinks it might be worth trying, yes~?"
"Mama"— Shunsuke mentally filed that away, forcing himself to follow Raikou's lead. "Exactly as your Servant suggests. Furthermore," he added, injecting a calculated edge into his voice, "if you refuse to cooperate, our only remaining option is to approach Tohsaka-san with the same offer. To defeat you."
"Are you threatening this young lady, creature~?" Luvia purred, though a flicker of annoyance showed in her eyes.
"Given her personality," Gorgon purred, sliding up close behind Shunsuke, pressing her own substantial bosom against his back, her fingers casually stroking the noticeable bulge in his pants, "she would likely agree to cooperate far more readily than you. Besides," her voice lowered, becoming dangerously intimate, audible only to Luvia and Shunsuke, "even the haughtiest of heiresses, after experiencing last night… you must recognize his potential." Gorgon's fingers squeezed him pointedly. "Crude, yes, perhaps a suicidal expenditure of vitality… but an undeniable, unique advantage nonetheless. We are qualified to choose our allies."
Luvia stared intently at Shunsuke for a long moment, her gaze drifting down pointedly towards Gorgon's hand before meeting his eyes again. Finally, a slow smirk spread across her face. "Very well. If she would cooperate… then naturally, Luviagelita Edelfelt shall prove herself superior. The alliance is formed." She paused. "Fortunately, today is Saturday. Shall I dispatch a maid to accompany you back to your apartment?"
"Accompany me back?" Shunsuke blinked, confused.
"Since Miyano-kun lives alone, and we are now allies… wouldn't it be more efficient to simply move in together? For coordination purposes, of course." Luvia's suggestion was tantalizingly practical, laced with obvious ulterior motives.
Gorgon immediately punctured the illusion. "We seek alliance, Edelfelt. Not incarceration. We require no 'chaperone'."
"Tch. Seen through so easily~" Luvia pouted theatrically, looking genuinely disappointed, then yawned widely. "As you wish. This young lady overexerted herself last night… and this morning. Quite drained." She gestured vaguely towards the door. "The maid outside will arrange transport home for you. We shall discuss the specific… tactical details… of our joint operation after I have rested."
"Right. Let's go, then." Relief washed over Shunsuke as he stood, taking Gorgon's hand. Successfully forging the alliance felt like a small but crucial victory.
Soon, Luvia's quiet maid was driving them through the familiar streets back towards Shunsuke's neighborhood. His apartment building stood out—a long, narrow, slightly dilapidated three-story structure with semi-open walkways. Tucked away in an older, quieter part of town, most residents had long since moved across the Miyama River to the more prosperous Shinto district. The building was practically deserted, Shunsuke its only consistent occupant.
"At least the rent's cheap. Less than thirty thousand yen," Shunsuke felt compelled to explain, preempting any potential embarrassment as they pulled up outside the neglected building.
Gorgon, however, surveyed the shabby structure with an impassive expression, offering no judgment. "As a lair for a fallen goddess such as myself," she remarked dryly, "it possesses a certain… bleak appropriateness."
Shunsuke wasn't sure whether to feel validated or insulted.