Visionary New Years

by Yumoyori Wilson

  Makoto jumped up, catching it in her hand before landing on the rail. She looked at it in curiosity.

  “I know what it is Rose. I’m not stupid. No. I’m not afraid of a small bomb. It’s just those silly devices humans make in books that cause wars. Not a big deal. I don’t get what the fuss is about.” Makoto mumbled, clearly having a conversation with her multiple spirits.

  “Makoto! Get rid of the bomb!” I pressed; my eyes looked back to Arnold who had the gun aimed at Makoto. Serenity!

  “Will do!” She took full control; my eyes reopened.

  “I call upon thy holy strings. Capture thy enemies and bring justice to those who defy you.”

  Serenity smiled, the strings only visible to our eyes wrapping around the gun and the culprit, extra strings wrapped around Lucinda.

  “What? Just throw it in the ocean?” Mako turned to me tilting her head. She yawned.

  “Yes, Makoto. Pretty please?” Serenity asked.

  “Evening Serenity. Hope says hi. I guess I’ll get rid of it.” She announced; her eyes began to glow a pink color as she lowered her scythe; power overflowed from her body and hit all of us.

  “Shit.” Aurora and I swore, feeling the change in the atmosphere thanks to the power flooding out of her. I could see the others shivering in place.

  “Throw that bomb and you’re dead!” Arnold announced, readying his gun as he trembled in place. We smirked, Serenity still in control as she readied herself to tighten the strings.

  Makoto looked over her shoulder; her eyes lingered on me for a second before a mischievous grin morphed on her pink lips, making her look more threatening.

  “Try me?” She taunted, throwing the bomb straight up in the sky.

  Serenity clenched her hand; the strings took effect.

  “I CAN’T MOVE!” Arnold snarled, the rest of the criminals fighting to move or run away as the bomb began to descend.

  Makoto lifted her scythe, rotating it before lifting it over her shoulder like a baseball player ready for batting. She swung it forward – the staff of her scythe made a direct hit and shot it out into the sky.

  “Mako! It could hit an island!” Christian called out, but Mako ignored him as she lifted her scythe in the direction of where the bomb was arcing.

  “I call upon the Starlight god, Nightmare for your divine aid. Rid this creation and render it nothing but a contraption of scrap. Revoke the flames within and allow it to be nothing but one with the earth down under as the ocean consumes its wrath.”

  A magic circle formed beneath her, before a tiny ball of pink light formed before her scythe. Within a second it shot out like a beam heading straight for the device that was beginning to descend from its arc.

  *BOOM*

  A multicolored spark blew through the sky, resembling a huge firework. We all gawked at the sight, unable to find words.

  “Return, Nightmare,” Mako ordered, the scythe in her hand was engulfed in pink light before a three-tailed, fox-like creature emerged – Nightmare, or what Makoto referred to as a Foxshier, emerged.

  She rotated herself on the rail, raising her hands up.

  “Happy New Year.” She announced with a wide smile.

  We all stared at her in astonishment.

  The boys all exchanged looks before they went into agent mode; Marcus helped Junho and they made their way towards us.

  Once Jaxson and Vinzent had Lucinda in handcuffs, Serenity gave me full control after releasing the strings. I wobbled to my feet, trying to stay awake.

  “What a way to start the new year,” I mumbled, returning my attention to Makoto who was staring at the sky in wonder.

  “Makoto. How’d you know I was in danger?” I questioned. She turned her attention to me.

  “Oh. Nightmare told me. I was asleep in the lounge chairs in the ballroom. Once I moved outside Moonlight showed me how to get here.” She explained.

  You know I love you right?

  “I know you do. I told you to trust me.” Risuki remarked.

  “Makoto, get down from there,” Marcus called out. Ryder and the others began to make their way towards us.

  “Why? It’s not like I’m...gonna…fal—” She began when her eyes slowly closed, her body falling backward.

  “FUCK!”

  I dashed forward, hopping over the rail straight after Makoto – both of us fell into the ocean.

  “WATER!” I commanded in my mind, using as much of my remaining power as I could to create a bubble around us. I pulled Makoto in my arms, sighing in relief.

  “I swear to Starlight. Is this how it feels when I pass out at weird times?” I grumbled, looking down at the peacefully sleeping Mako.

  “Pretty much,” Aurora replied.

  “At least Makoto’s graceful when she faints. You just splat on the floor.” Serenity pointed out.

  I was ready to argue when the water shifted, lifting us upward to the surface.

  My makeshift bubble burst as the water continued to rise back up - Junho’s and Marcus’ eyes both glowed sapphire blue. Once we reached the rail the water froze into solid ice.

  “Damn,” I commented, realizing the boat had stopped moving.

  I helped to pass Makoto over to Marcus before Junho helped me back onto the boat.

  “This is exactly...why we don’t let...you two hang out together.” Junho sighed, looking extremely exhausted.

  “We didn’t even do anything!” I replied, yawning.

  “Christian. Take her. I need to pass out.” Junho admitted; his eyes barely staying open. Christian was at my side in seconds, pulling me into his arms while Michael caught Junho.

  I was going to argue but I was already beginning to drift to sleep while Christian picked me up off the ground. I relaxed, realizing we completed the mission.

  “Scar?” Christian whispered. I fought to open my eyes, seeing Christian with a serene smile on his lips.

  “Hmm?”

  “Happy New Year.” He whispered, lowering his lips to mine.

  “Hey! I claimed dibs, dammit!” I heard Ethan announce.

  “Well, you failed.” Michael stated, laughing.

  “C’mon you guys. Let’s start this New Year off by going the fuck to sleep. I’m requesting time off for a month.” Jaxson’s voice announced, sounding far away.

  I felt something soft press against my lips.

  “Happy New Year, Scarlet. You did well.” Ethan whispered. I smiled, allowing the darkness to finally take me.

  Happy New Year, Team Seven.

  Chapter Eighteen

  “Scar...you’re supposed to be rest – mhm.”

  I pressed my lips against Christian’s, moving myself up and down his cock. He moaned, deepening the kiss while his fingernails dug into my skin as they gripped my waist.

  I pulled back to moan, my hips moving faster as I rode him; his mouth lowered to suck on my left breast.

  “You’re...the one who started this...ah...yes.” I tried to continue the conversation, enjoying the multiple sensations flooded me.

  “I can’t help it. I haven’t had any fun with you.” Christian confessed, switching to my right breast. I moaned louder – the way his tongue caressed and licked my hard nipple before sucking it was adding to the pent-up pleasure that was on the brink of shattering.

  “Fuck. Christian...I’m gonna cum.” I panted, lifting my free hand to hook around his neck so I could ride him harder.

  “I’m close.” He strained through heavy breathing, both of us moaned louder and faster. I came first, unable to hold the climax that ripped through me. Christian shifted our position, so he could lift me high enough to continue fucking me fast and hard.

  He went rigid; his cock plunged deep inside me when he cursed, cumming in me. I sighed, collapsing against him as I tried to catch my breath; my head rested on his shoulder. He pulled out, relaxing against the headboard as he held me, both of us taking a few minutes to catch our breath.

  “New Year sex is the best.” He chuckled, pressing h
is lips to my shoulder.

  “Of course it is, it only happens once a year. Though this is my first time enjoying the experience.” I whispered, never having been entertained by such activities in my past relationship with Jake.

  “I’m glad to be your first new year experience,” He whispered against my flesh, sucking my skin. I moaned, closing my eyes and enjoying the multiple kisses that followed.

  We took a breather, laying in each other’s arms in silence.

  Lucinda Fukimi, daughter of Mr. Fukimi, was placed under arrest for multiple crimes, many of them have occurred in Japan. Our plan still rendered her useless and she would be quarantined in special shackles that would prevent her from using any of her powers if they began to resurface.

  Jaxson and the others helped clear up the situation and make a general statement to the guests as to why they found themselves passed out around the ship, the majority being in the ballroom. I didn’t know what excuse he ended up using, but it worked. Everyone was thankful to be alive in the New Year and were partying it up.

  Junho was getting checked out by Winterlya, having pushed himself from the singing and then having to save me and Makoto. Christian reassured me he would be okay, and that Makoto and the boys were alright.

  Christian had given them tickets for the cruise. Their rooms have been on the opposite side of the ship. That was one of the reasons why we hadn’t come across one another. Regardless of disguise, I bet she would have been able to pinpoint me easily.

  It was another epic moment to meet Midnight, who Makoto referred to as her other self. This would have been the second time she’d saved my ass; the first time was when they first came down to Earthala.

  Kai and Marcus had taken their eyes off her for two seconds, and she’d gone off to the ballroom, relaxing in one of the lounge chairs sipping on a Shirley Temple before Junnie began his serenade, putting everyone to sleep - including Makoto.

  Now they rested and prepared to go back home, promising they would come down again in a month or two, at least before Valentine’s day.

  Cece helped Vinzent with the clean-up but had passed by to check on me after lecturing the boys for their ‘prank.’ Apparently Vinzent had to hold her down before she destroyed half the ship. I hadn’t checked my text messages yet, but I could already imagine the full inbox of confused texts followed by rants. At least she knew I wasn’t mad at her in the least.

  It was early in the morning – Jaxson’s orders were for me to catch up on some major snooze after the stunt I pulled. Christian was excused to get some rest and make sure I wasn’t having any more nightmares.

  Well, cuddling turned into kissing and we ended up having sex. None of the others would be here until the morning so we could be as loud as we wanted. I tried not to fall asleep, wanting to enjoy this moment of bliss together. Christian’s finger trailed aimlessly on my back, my markings on full display.

  I must have dozed off, not stirring awake until I heard the door close and footsteps followed before the bed creaked.

  “Is she asleep?” I heard Ethan ask, as I felt a second hand brushing my back and a soft kiss being placed on my shoulder.

  “I think so. She’s tired. That was one hell of a close one.” Christian sighed.

  “Ya. That was way too close. I’m surprised we didn’t figure out Akane had a twin.” Ethan sighed.

  “Can’t blame us. There were no records of it. Akane was very forth-coming and explained that she didn’t understand why’d she followed her sister’s footsteps. She’d always wake up to knowing what her sister was doing was wrong, but the moment she attempted to take action she’d forget what she wanted to do.” Ethan explained.

  “Of course. She was using that succubus power of hers to influence everyone’s decisions.”

  “But I thought succubi only dealt with attraction.” Ethan pondered.

  “You’re right. However, if a succubus spirit trained hard enough, they can learn to manipulate and control others. It doesn’t have to be a gift like Michael’s. It’s very draining though. She must take long periods of rest in order to control her family and minions.” Christian explained.

  “Japanese officials are traveling down here to help determine her sentence. Apparently, her file of crimes is bigger than a file cabinet.” Ethan confessed

  “Seriously?” Christian commented.

  “Yup. They sent over the electronic documents and I couldn’t go through it. Its massive and was giving me a headache. Jaxson sent me to rest up. Talk about a way to start the new year.” Ethan sighed.

  “Scar love, you awake?” Christian asked me again. I mumbled something along of yes, I’m awake which had sounded like a bunch of jumbled words. Ethan chuckled.

  “Scar. Open your eyes for a second.” Ethan whispered. My body responded, my eyes opened to the low-lit room – Ethan’s green eyes met mine. He smiled, lowering his lips to mine.

  I took a moment to enjoy the simplistic kiss, both of us pulling back to stare at one another.

  “You tired?” He asked.

  “Depends. Are we doing something exciting?” I proposed. He grinned.

  “We could.” He replied, exchanging a glance with Christian.

  “Back.” He declared. Ethan shook his head.

  “You and Jaxson have a serious booty problem. I hope you’re well aware of that. Lube in the top drawer.” Ethan replied. Christian chuckled, passing me over to Ethan who was completely naked under the sheets, having stripped out of his clothes when he arrived. Christian rose off the bed to retrieve the lube while I relaxed in Ethan’s embrace.

  “You two are fine sleeping naked in the same bed?” I inquired, Ethan secured his arms around my waist – his lips claimed mine. We kissed for a long time before we pulled back for air.

  “Yes. I don’t see the big deal. I’m not worried that Christian’s gonna jump me in my sleep.” Ethan replied.

  “Who’d jump...Michael doesn’t jump anyone.” I reminded. Christian climbed onto the bed; his body pressed against my backside while he lowered his lips to my shoulder. I moaned, enjoying his soft touch while his hand trailed down my back, Ethan begun to work on my neck.

  “Michael may sleep anywhere but he’s very incoherent when he’s half asleep,” Christian mumbled.

  “Drunk incoherent?” I mumbled; my eyes closed as I enjoyed the both of them kissing me.

  “Yup. And he’s clingy.” Ethan reminded.

  “I think it’s cute.” I giggled at Ethan’s lifted eyebrow as he looked up at me.

  “It’s only cute when you’re female. I totally don’t want to be spooned by Michael.” Ethan confessed.

  “If I asked you two to kiss, would you?” I asked. Both of them stilled; Ethan peered over my shoulder to stare at Christian.

  “No.” They both replied in unison.

  “Even if I performed really well?” I seduced; my hand lowered to Ethan’s cock. He groaned at my touch – my hand already began to slide up and down his cock.

  “No...” Ethan mumbled – hesitation laced the simple word.

  “Are you sure,” I whispered against his skin, sucking his neck.

  “Scar, don’t blackmail him.” Christian groaned.

  “I’m not blackmailing. I’m kissing and pleasing him.” I replied, pulling Ethan in for a steamy kiss.

  “Mhmm...fine.” Ethan agreed. Christian groaned as I giggled.

  “See, Christian? Why can’t you be cooper—” I began, looking over my shoulder but was cut short by Christian’s lips. I moaned in his mouth; Ethan’s mouth latched onto my breast while his hand began to massage and play with my nipples, inducing a shudder.

  “We can totally cooperate,” Ethan whispered, returning to sucking my left breast and fondling the right.

  I continued to stroke Ethan’s cock while my tongue played with Christian’s; his hands still on my waist. Christian finally released me, both of us attempting to calm our breathing.

  “If you can hold off till Ethan and I cum, I’ll think about i
t.” He suggested.

  “You will.” I countered.

  “...”

  “Stop being a pussy and say yes.” Ethan huffed. I turned to eye him. He sighed.

  “Yes, yes. Pussy’s take a good pounding – the great words of Betty White.” He complained. I giggled, kissing him.

  “Exactly,” I replied, satisfied with his answer.

  “Fine. Only if you hold off.” Christian reminded.

  “I will,” I replied, determined. Ethan relaxed against the sheets, waiting for me to slide his long length into me. I allowed the tip of his hard cock up and down my entrance, making sure I was wet enough before I lowered myself slowly. We both moaned; Christian gave us a moment to adjust before I felt his cock at my backside.

  I heard the tear of what I knew was the lube packaging, before feeling the wet sensation of his cock at my anus.

  “You sure you can handle me?” Christian whispered in my ear.

  “Try me.” I dared.

  He met my demand by beginning to slide his length in my ass. I tensed up when he hit resistance.

  “Relax.” Ethan leaned forward, turning my attention to him before locking our lips. Christian waited till my shoulders relaxed, Ethan’s distraction helped. He continued till he was fully submerged in me; both Ethan and I moaned. I had to calm my breathing, remembering I couldn’t cum first.

  “Ready baby?” Christian whispered. I nodded, his lips began to suck on my neck. He released me, letting Ethan rest back on the bed before they both began to move – Christian moved in while Ethan moved out – alternating at a slow pace.

  I closed my eyes, kissing Ethan while Christian increased his pace – slapping my ass.

  “So tight, Scar. Fuck, ya baby.” Christian groaned. Ethan let his head rest on the pillow as he began to move faster - the increase in thrust speed made me moan over and over again.

  “Faster. Ohh...mhmmmmm.” I begged, pressing my lips against Ethan’s neck. He moaned.

  “Ya Scar. Suck my neck like that. I like when you do that - yeah...right there.” Ethan grunted, sighing in relief as I continued to suck and bite his flesh.