Kitsune Travel Records

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Lucian can be seen walking on a narrow corridor while his right index finger taps his chin, 'Is my charm not enough?' he thought, remembering how Selene didn't speak as she just continued to be silent, looking at him.

He had been so confident, so sure of his ability to win her over, but Selene had remained unmoved.

Cortana appeared behind him, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Looks like seduction isn't your forte," she teased, referring to his failed attempt.

Lucian sighed, dropping his hand. 'You're right. Killing and torturing are far easier,' he complained. He hadn't had much practice with seduction in the Ozunu clan, and the thought of further attempts filled him with dread. 'I'd die of cringe,' he added, shaking his head.

He paused before the door with a hand on the handle. 'Do you think I should have taken off my earrings?' he wondered, acutely aware of his potent elven charm.

Cortana's eyes narrowed, observing his back.

"Do you want her to submit, or do you genuinely want her to fall for you?" she questioned skeptically. She knew how irresistible Lucian became without his earrings.

A chill ran down Lucian's spine as he opened the door to his simple room: a bed, a table, a chair, closet and a bathroom with the standard fixtures.

He entered, then glanced back at Cortana, noticing her doubtful expression.

"I just want to finish collecting the Corvinus virus," Lucian said softly, observing Cortana's reaction, before he sighed in his heart, seeing her nod with approval.

He knew himself fully well, and with being a half kitsune, he couldn't help but have thoughts, seeing Selene's beautiful face and curvy figure. 'And with that tight-fitting body suit that emphasizes her figure,' Lucian thought as a smirk appeared on his lips, before shaking his head to change what he was thinking.

Cortana pursed her lips, looking at Lucian's back, knowing his thoughts, but she didn't say anything.

After all, she knew Lucian, being a half kitsune, getting his emotions heightened, even his lust becoming stronger.

She knew she couldn't help him much in the physical world, with how she still hadn't had her body.

Lucian was gonna need someone he could trust by his side, and she had secrets even Lucian didn't know.

When their memories were shared, Lucian got all her memories while she got his, what she didn't tell him was it affected her more profoundly than usual she even found some women attractive now.

"Are you going to attack Alexander before Selene makes a decision?" Cortana asked, changing the subject. She sat on the bed, watching Lucian remove his shirt as he walked toward the bathroom.

"No, I think the tracking device got destroyed outside the vampire's building," Lucian said before taking off his pants, then getting in the shower, turning it on, while he let the water drop to his body.

Cortana's voice drifted from outside the bathroom. "Is that so? Are you waiting for Selene to lead you to Williams's Cage?"

Lucian wiped the water on his face with both hands. 'No, I'm gonna rest and then attack the Lycans again, getting Lucian blood and letting Alexander soldiers come,' Lucian said, taking soap as he scrubbed his body. He knew his body needed rest and a good hot shower was just the thing to start then a good sleep. Besides, the sooner he got to the Lycan territory, the sooner he could finish his objective.

"Rest? Is that so..." Cortana's voice weakened as it began to drift away outside the room, Lucian just thought she just got back into the soul space as he continued to scrubbed his body.

His muscles were tight from the day's work, each tense knot waiting to be released under the cascading water. He reached for the loofah, scrubbing his skin vigorously, the water temperature a perfect balance between warm and hot. As he bent to clean his legs, a gentle soft solid air brushed against his back.

Startled, he froze, his eyes widening. The hand grew more insistent, gliding along the contours of his spine before settling firmly on the base of his cock.

His breath hitched in surprise, and he looked over his shoulder to find the source of this unexpected intrusion.

It was Cortana, her golden form shimmering in the steam, her eyes filled with a hunger he had never seen before.

"Let me help you relax, darling," she murmured, her voice a sultry whisper that seemed to resonate within the very walls. Her other hand began to caress his chest, her fingers tracing the line of his pectorals before moving up to tease his nipples. Despite the shock, his body responded instinctively, his cock twitching under her touch.

He felt the heat of arousal building within him, the soap on his skin acting as a lubricant as she began to stroke him with a rhythm that matched the beat of his heart.

Cortana stepped closer, the feeling of her soft solid air pressing against his back, her breasts made of pure air melding with the contours of his muscular frame.

Her hand on his chest grew more insistent, her soft fingers digging in slightly as she kneaded the tension from his flesh.

"You've had such a long day," she crooned, her voice a symphony of seduction.

"Let me take care of you."

Her cold fresh hand on his cock began to move with a purposeful stroking motion, her thumb circling his sensitive tip as she gently squeezed the base. The sensation was overwhelming, a blend of the familiar and the utterly new.

His breath grew ragged as she worked him over, her movements calculated to push him closer and closer to the edge. He could feel the tension building in his balls, the heat of his desire growing more intense by the second.

"Just relax," she whispered in his ear, her breath was cold air hitting against his neck.

"I'm here to make you feel good. To make all your worries disappear." Her golden hands grew more insistent, her touch a masterful combination of soft solid air and finesse. Her words were a gentle command, coaxing him to submit to the pleasure she offered.

Cortana leaned in, her solid soft air breasts pressing into his back as she tightened her grip on his cock. He felt the tension in her golden fingers, the way they worked in time with the strokes of her other hand. She was in control, and for once, he didn't mind. The sensation grew more intense, her hand moving faster, her strokes longer and more deliberate.

"That's it," she murmured, her voice a low purr of satisfaction. "I want you to cum for me, Lucian."

Her hand on his chest grew bolder, her fingers digging in deeper, eliciting a gasp from his lips. The pain was exquisite, a stark contrast to the pleasure she was bringing him from below.

His hips began to move involuntarily, pushing back into her grasp, seeking more of the friction that was driving him wild. He felt the first tremors of his orgasm building, a coil of pleasure tightening in his belly.

"Mm, yes, like that, just think of Selene sucking your cock like you have imagined," Cortana encouraged, her voice a siren's call in the steamy chamber.

"You don't think, I don't know what you are thinking, love." Her golden hand slid down to his balls, giving them a gentle tug that sent a shiver of pleasure racing up his spine.

"I know what you. I've got you."

With those words, she tightened her grip on his cock and applied a firm, twisting motion, her other hand still kneading his chest with an intensity that was both painful and arousing. He could feel his orgasm building, the tension in his body reaching a crescendo. His eyes squeezed shut as he focused solely on the sensations she was creating, his mind a whirl of desire and disbelief from what he was hearing.

"Cortana," he moaned, his voice thick with lust. "What are you doing?"

"Just what you need," she replied, her golden hand never faltering in its ministrations.

"Let me do this for you." Her grip on his cock tightened even more, her strokes growing faster and more urgent.

Behind him, he could feel the air of her cold breath against his skin, sending shivers of anticipation down his spine. He leaned back slightly, his body begging for the release she promised.

"Relax," she urged, her voice a seductive murmur that seemed to meld with the sound of the water. "You want this right,"

Her hand on his chest moved downward, her fingers tracing the line of his abs before joining the one gripping his cock. She began to massage his balls with the same expert touch she had used to tease his nipples, and he could feel his orgasm approaching like an unstoppable wave.

"Cortana," he gasped, his hips bucking against her.

Her grip tightened further, her strokes growing more insistent as she whispered sweet words in his ear.

"Just relax, darling. Let me do all the work."

The pressure was building in his cock, his body on the precipice of climax. The dual sensations of her nails digging into his chest and her hand working his shaft in a rhythmic symphony of pleasure became too much to bear. He arched his back, pushing his hips forward, silently begging for release.

Her movements grew more urgent, her hand a blur of motion as she pumped him fast, her soft solid air like thumb applying just the right amount of pressure to his swollen tip.

He could feel the muscles in his thighs tighten, his knees threatening to buckle beneath the onslaught of pleasure.

His breath came in ragged gasps, his heart hammering against his ribcage as if it too were eager to escape the confines of his body.

Then, with a roar that echoed through the small bathroom, he climaxed. His hot cum shot out in thick, ropy strands, painting the shower walls and floor.

The force of his release was so intense that he stumbled forward, only the firm pressure of Cortana's other hand on his chest keeping him upright. Her strokes didn't relent, milking him for every last drop, ensuring that his orgasm was drawn out to its fullest extent.

The warmth of his release spread across the cold tiles, a stark contrast to the heat of the water raining down upon them. His legs trembled with the aftershocks of pleasure, and he leaned heavily against the shower wall, panting as he tried to regain his composure.

Cortana's hands didn't move, continuing their slow, gentle motions on his chest and cock, her grip loosening as his body wound down from the peak of pleasure.

He watched in a daze as his cum trailed down the walls, the water diluting it into a milky stream that snaked its way to the drain. It was an erotic sight, one that was at once mesmerizing and overwhelming.

The walls of the shower were smeared with evidence of his passion, a testament to the power of her touch. The floor was a canvas of white and grey, a pattern that spoke of his desire and her mastery.

Cortana's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, her smile widening as she took in the scene.

"See how much I care for you, I know what you want," she murmured naughtiness and challenge, her hands still lingering on his body.

"I know exactly what you need." She added while thinking to herself. 'And what I need,' she knew she was okay with Lucian having more women after all she was attracted to them too.

Without warning, her golden form grew more solid, her touch more insistent. He could feel the cold air of her body against his, her breath a real presence on his neck.

Her hand on his cock began to move again, a slow, teasing motion that sent aftershocks of pleasure through his still-sensitive flesh.

"Now," she whispered, her voice a seductive provocation, "it's your turn to make me feel good."

Her hand slipped away, leaving him panting and trembling in the aftermath of his orgasm. He turned to face her, his eyes locked on the vision of beauty standing before him.

"What do you want?" he managed to ask, his voice hoarse from his recent release, not knowing what Cortana was still thinking.

Cortana's golden form grew more defined, her skin a warm glow in the steamy air. She stepped closer, her thigh brushing against his. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, a stark contrast to the cool tiles beneath his feet.

"I want you to take me, Lucian," she whispered, her eyes dark with desire.

"I want to feel you inside me, filling me up and making me yours."

Her words were a siren's song, each syllable resonating through his body and stirring the embers of his arousal into a roaring flame. He reached for her, his hand passing through her golden form. She giggled, a sound that was both innocent and incredibly erotic.

"You'll have to do better than that, darling," she taunted, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Use your imagination." With a knowing smile, she began to toy with him, her golden air fingers dancing across the planes of his body, touching him in places that made him shiver with anticipation.

She traced the outline of his abs, her nails leaving trails of fire in their wake. Her touch grew more insistent, her hand sliding down to cup his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze before retreating again.

"Tell me, baby," she cooed, her voice a sweet caress, "what would you do to me if I was real?"

Her eyes searched his, looking for the answer, looking for the fire of desire that she knew was smoldering within him. And when she saw it, she didn't wait for his reply.

Instead, she leaned in, her full, pouty lips brushing against his ear, and whispered,

"Fuck me, Lucian." The words were a challenge, a provocation that sent a bolt of lust straight to his cock.

He groaned, his hand reaching for her, eager to claim her. But as he did, she winked at him, a playful spark in her eye, and with a mischievous smile, she disappeared.

'I'll be waiting,' Cortana's provocative words rang out in his mind.

While Lucian looks at the place where Cortana disappeared, he shakes his head. 'She's more like the fox between us two,' he thought with amusement as he raised his arms towards the room direction, with his closet snapping open before a towel flew out, going towards the bathroom into Lucian's hand.

Lucian caught it before he started drying himself. While he dried his face, a smirk appearing on his lips.

He knew Cortana was a bit attracted to beautiful women, with how deep their connections were.

With her being an AI, she got his memories, even his taste of food affected her, meaning the more important memories would affect more, like his lust for women and experience. And with how he found the actress from his past life attractive, he knew there was a chance that Cortana would be affected as well, but he didn't say anything, like it was a silent agreement that they'd just handle it when the time came.

'But it doesn't mean she can just provoke and tease me like that,' he thought as he laid the towel on his head before raising his arms towards the room, as a bathrobe flew out from the closet, going to the bathroom as Lucian caught it, and he hurriedly put it on as he walks out of the bathroom to lay down on the bed, ready and eager to teach Cortana a lesson in the soul space.

Just when he was about to lay down on the bed, a ringing sounded in the room, making him stop. Cortana's laughter rang out from his mind while Lucian frowned, turning to the table where the ringing sounded.

While Lucian wondered who was calling him at this hour, 'with Raizo and Kim Yoo-ri by his side, this time it means it can only be from the Arashikage clan or…' he thought.

He glanced at the phone, seeing a familiar number. His frown eased. It was Satomi. He knew he couldn't ignore her. So, he picked up the phone, answering it, ready to greet the person who was becoming like a mother figure to him.

"Hello," Lucian said softly while he sat down on the bed and couldn't help but think why was Satomi calling him at this hour.

[Where are you?] Satomi's voice lacked its usual warmth while accusation and blame laced her tone.

"Still here, trying to control my instincts and powers and trying to make a weapon suitable for me," Lucian lied through his teeth. Although he knew it was wrong, he couldn't just tell her that he was hunting the vampires and Lycans for their virus and experimenting with weapons.

Satomi paused for a moment, before speaking.

[….So you are in the Arashikage Clan?] Her tone was plain and cold, while Lucian's eyes narrowed.

He knew that Jynx and Akiko would cover for him when Satomi asked them for confirmation on the phone later. So, with confidence, he answered.

"Yes, I'm here, making significant progress in controlling my powers. You can ask Jynx and Akiko." Lucian said, nodding, showing his confidence.

[Is that so, where do you think I'm at?] Satomi asked with a cold, sarcastic tone.

Lucian's heart sank. 'Oh, shit,' he thought, realizing his lie had backfired. Satomi was likely back in Japan.

Lucian coughed, before asking tentatively, "Ahem, Are you in the Arashikage clan?"

[One week. I'll give you a week to finish whatever you are doing, and go back,] Satomi's voice held unwavering authority as she ended the call.

Lucian sighed, staring at his phone before placing it on the table. 'One week… I need to find Alexander's ship quickly,' he thought, shaking his head and lying down. 'But first, let's teach that naughty fox a lesson,' he grinned, closing his eyes.

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Arashikage Clan

Satomi put down her phone, raising her teacup, drinking it, looking at Sen in front of her. Her eyes then turned to Akiko, beside Sen.

"You are spoiling him, aren't you?" Satomi asked, her eyes narrowed with scrutiny.

Akiko showed a wry smile. After all, she had no excuse.

"Don't be angry," Sen said, placing her own cup down. Her expression was complex as she looked at Satomi. "He'll be back in a week. Considering how much he's helped the Arashikage clan, it's only natural Akiko spoils the boy."

"Are you going to take him away?" Sen asked, with bitterness in her tone.

Satomi raised a brow to Sen's question. "Looks like you don't want me to take him away," she said, intrigued, before continuing. "Yes, he had already full control over himself. It was time to introduce him to the pack," she said, her voice softening slightly as she spoke.

"After all, it won't be long before he finds his own pack," Satomi added, whispering, knowing fully well that Lucian wasn't destined to stay in her pack for long.

Sen sighed after hearing this. 'Pity. If he stayed here, the Arashikage clan would become much stronger,' She reflected on Lucian's surprising contributions to their weaponry and technology.

"You don't know how much that kid did in the past two years," Sen said wistfully, her desire for Lucian to remain evident.

"Oh, Tell me," Satomi said, as she raised her teacup to her lips to drink, while thinking about what Lucian had said over the phone when they talked over the past two years. From his strength and powers to gadgets, but she didn't fully know what he had done. After all, that kid was full of secrets that not even she could uncover.

Sen looked at Satomi in the eyes, hearing this, before talking.

"Arasaka Corp, it's the kid that owned it."

Satomi froze, her teacup halfway to her lips. Her eyes widened in astonishment, looking at Sen with surprise.

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END OF CHAPTER

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UPCOMING CHAPTERS SPOILERS:

Chapter 73: Lesson R-18, Chapter 74: Others Plans, Chapter 75: Vampire Vs Lycans Part 1, Chapter 76: Vampire Vs Lycans Part 2, Chapter 77: Hybrid, Chapter 78: Murciélago, Chapter 79: Chaos Part 1, Chapter 80: Chaos Part 2, Chapter 81: Mission Starto, Chapter 82: Mission Complete, Chapter 83: Lycan Den Part 1, Chapter 84: Lycan Den Part 2, Chapter 85: Division Part 1, Chapter 86: Division Part 2, Chapter 87: Sancta Helena Part 1, Chapter 88: Sancta Helena Part 2, Chapter 89: Sancta Helena Part 3, Chapter 90: Sancta Helena Part 4, Chapter 91: Sancta Helena Last Part, Chapter 92: Going Back, Chapter 93: Meeting Part 1, Chapter 94: Meeting Part 2, Chapter 95: Suspicion s, Chapter 96: The Deal, Chapter 97: Sexual Tension, Chapter 98: Resigning & Joining, Chapter 99: Arrivals, Chapter 100: Introduction, Chapter 101: Information

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