CHAPTER 94: CHAPTER 94: FAVORITE HOBBY

The feral growl ripped from Zaeryn’s throat as his hips stuttered, erupting inside Marceline, painting her walls with thick ropes of his hot seed.

At the same time, breathy, keening moans escaped Marceline’s lips, punctuated by high-pitched whimpers on each exhale as her body was wracked with waves of intense pleasure.

"Ah! Yes, Zae... harder!" Marceline cried out.

Each powerful spurt triggered a fresh aftershock in her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, thighs quivering against his hips, her sounds almost animalistic. Her body clenched and milked him, prolonging their shared ecstasy until both were trembling on the edge of consciousness, swept away by the sheer intensity of their earth-shattering orgasms.

For a long moment, the only sound in the room was the harsh, ragged panting of two bodies spent, mingled with the slick, wet sounds of their joining. Zaeryn didn’t pull out yet.

Clinging to each other, chests heaving, they rode out the aftershocks, savoring the closeness.

She looked so... irresistible. Zaeryn couldn’t stop himself from pressing feather-light kisses on her face and neck, before finally claiming her lips in a deep, lingering kiss, a satisfied, affectionate gesture that warmed Marceline to her core.

"Godess... Zae..." Marceline’s voice was a shattered whisper, her eyes hazy and unfocused, completely undone. Nothing had ever prepared her for this level of raw, primal pleasure. "You are now my favourite hobby." She said, "I think I might just get addicted to this feeling.... To you."

Zaeryn stayed buried deep inside her, wanting to savor the last echoes of their union. He slowly lowered his head, capturing her swollen lips in a kiss that was no longer frenzied or demanding, but deep, slow, and steeped in pure possession. It was a seal, a brand on what had just passed between them.

Reluctantly, he pulled away, his softening cock slipping from the tight clasp of her pussy. Marceline whimpered at the loss, already missing the exquisite fullness. As he withdrew, a trickle of his seed spilled from her exquisite pussy, mixed with love juices smearing against her thigh.

Zaeryn’s eyes darkened at the sight, a possessive thrill shooting through him. He loved seeing her marked by him, evidence of his claim. Leaning down, he captured her lips in a deep, filthy kiss, simultaneously keeping his arm possessively around her slender waist.

Marceline moaned into his mouth, arching into his touch. Now that their bond had been fully synchronized, their Vitae fused together at a fundamental level through their intimacy, his kisses were no longer just a physical act.

Each one was an activation of that shared connection, pleasuring her in a way that made her feel very complete. Even though she felt sexually satisfied after he mercilessly fucked her brains out, kissing him was always a different kind of pleasure.

Zaeryn pulled back, collapsing on the bed with a satisfied breath. "That was, something." He remarked.

A slow, mischievous smile spread across Marceline’s face as she watched him, her fingers tracing teasing patterns along his chest. "I agree... the best feeling I have ever felt," she admitted, voice low, playful, "I might have been wrong about you. I thought you were just... cute. Adorable. Innocent." She shifted slightly, her leg throwing across his thigh, pressing their bodies closer. "But that... stamina of yours? And how you take control... maybe not so innocent after all." She let out a soft, teasing laugh, breath warm against his jaw. "Still... undeniably adorable."

Zaeryn’s lips curved into a sly grin as he brushed a fingertip along her side, feeling her warmth press closer. "Good," he murmured, his voice low, full of ownership and amusement. "I like being full of surprises."

Marceline hummed, legs tightening slightly around him, letting him know she wanted nothing more than to stay pressed to him, tangled and teasing, even in the afterglow.

Zaeryn grinned, pulling her closer, his hand tracing the curve of her hip. "We’re just getting started, Macie." He said.

"Is that a promise? I wouldn’t mind going to sleep like this everyday." Marceline’s low laugh vibrated against his chest. She settled against him, her head resting on his chest, the picture of sensual contentment.

As the adrenaline of the moment faded, Zaeryn’s mind instinctively turned to the result.

He could feel a thrumming vital energy. He knew, even before checking, that the synchronization was complete. Surely, he had Marceline’s vitae signature now.

’System,’ he thought, closing his eyes as he held Marceline close, ’Show me the log.’

The familiar interface materialized behind his closed eyelids.

[SYSTEM LOG]

► NEW BOND FULLY SYNCHRONIZED: MARCELINE NOCTIS

► CATALYST: FULL INTIMATE CONTACT & DEEP EMOTIONAL BOND

► VITAE ABSORPTION: SUCCESSFUL

► VITAE RESERVES INCREASED: +700 POINTS

► NEW TOTAL: 4200/4000 (CAPACITY INCREASED)

Zaeryn’s eyes widened at the massive jump in both his reserves and his total capacity. This bond had fundamentally expanded his core. He was happy with that.

Continuing to scroll through the details, Zaeryn scanned the log, anticipating the new skill, but something unusual happened, the list ended without showing him what skill had mimicked.

[ABILITY MIMICRY SCAN... COMPLETE]

[RESULT: NO ACTIVE ABILITIES DETECTED FOR MIMICRY.]

Zaeryn’s brow furrowed. The massive boost to his reserves and the increase in his total capacity confirmed her raw power, but the final line stopped him cold.

’System, something is wrong, do another check.’ He demanded, his heart picking up pace in concern. This had never happened where he completely mapped someone’s vitae core, but didn’t get their ability or skills.

The system did a scan one last time.

[SCANNING TARGET VITAE SIGNATURE FOR COPYABLE ABILITIES AGAIN...]

[...SCANNING...]

[...MAPPING SIGNATURE...]

[RESULT: NO ACTIVE, WIELDABLE ABILITIES DETECTED.]

Zaeryn’s eyes snapped open slightly, his brow furrowing. He saw the massive boost to his reserves and the increase in his total capacity confirmation of her raw power—but the final line stopped him cold. No ability.

’Wait, what is this?’ he projected internally. ’How is that possible? The bond is synchronized, but there’s no ability mimicry. System, analyze.’

The system responded instantly, its text cold and logical.

[ANALYSIS: Target (Marceline Noctis) possesses an active high-tier Vitae Core (Tier 2 Potential). However, the target is registered as a civilian.]

[CROSS-REFERENCING MATRIARCHAL LAW DATABASE: Individuals possessing Vitae potential rated Tier 4 to 1 classified as strategic assets and are mandated by Matriarchal Law to enter state service (Military, Council or other service that serve the Queendom). Those people who want to live civilian lives without the hurdles of serving the state, must undergo neutralization of their abilities/skills]

[CONCLUSION: The target’s specific named abilities were permanently bound or disabled upon her choice to not join any service. The Eros Engine successfully absorbed her raw Vitae energy from her active core, but no copyable abilities exist.]

Disabled? Zaeryn thought, the realization dawning. He had heard of that before—from Aeris. She had her abilities disabled.

It was a normal procedure. Unless you were a Tier 5 Vitae wielder. Tier 5s didn’t need their abilities disabled, they weren’t that strong, and they weren’t even eligible to become Warladies. But for the other tiers, from Tier 4 down to Tier 1, enlisting as a Warlady was mandatory.

Practitioners who refused conscription were subjected to neutralization, their named abilities permanently bound or disabled. It was the matriarch’s method of eliminating the threat of powerful rogue civilians.