The Sacrificial Love of an Immortal

by Kurtis Eckstein

Heidi and Lexi had stayed over for the night, none of them going to bed until well after midnight.

  Except Freya. She snuck off around 11 PM to check on Rose upstairs and never came back to the living room, instead quietly coming back down the stairs to sneak off to the bedroom where Sam was hanging out.

  Sam wasn’t really big on chick flicks, and neither was Freya for that matter, so Lily decided to keep watching their movie and let them have some alone time. She figured that was what Freya was aiming for anyway.

  Freya had been especially affectionate with Sam for the last week, which made Lily suspect that she was really needing the extra attention for some reason. Either way, she was fine with it.

  Deciding to see what everyone was doing before she took a shower, she readjusted her silver FRIL nightie, and then headed out of the room.

  The first thing she noticed was that the light was on in the workout room, which had once doubled as Rose’s room before the additions. However, noise in the kitchen prompted her to head down the hall instead of checking inside, assuming Sam must be fixing breakfast and had just left the light on – that particular light would go off on its own if there wasn’t any movement, and it wasn’t like the light was wasting energy since she was off the grid completely thanks to her mini-nuclear reactor outside.

  Plus, a low energy lightbulb being on an extra fifteen minutes here and there wasn’t going to change the fact that the uranium pallet in the resonator wouldn’t need to be replaced for another decade minimum.

  However, when she stepped into the kitchen, she saw that it was Freya, of all people, who was fixing breakfast for everyone. Or rather, she was finishing up. She was just putting away a carton of eggs, with a large stack of French toast sitting on a plate next to a bottle of syrup.

  She was dressed in a pair of Lily’s black FRIL shorts and one of Sam’s gray t-shirts, which would have been long enough to hide that she was wearing the shiny shorts at all, were it not for the fact that she had it tied in a knot like Heidi often did. Instead, a little of her lower back was visible above the low-riding latex.

  “Good morning,” Freya greeted her warmly before she could speak. “Did you sleep well?”

  “Like a rock,” she admitted. “Where is everyone?”

  “Heidi and Rose are playing quietly in the loft upstairs. And I think Lexi is still asleep.” She paused to begin rinsing off an already used plate in the sink. “I hope you’re in the mood for this,” she added, gesturing with her elbow to the food. “I made some for Heidi and then decided I should just make enough for everyone.”

  “That’s nice that you cooked for Heidi,” Lily commented as she glanced up the stairwell, surprised she couldn’t hear them at all. She then nodded. “I think I’ll take a shower first, but then yeah. It looks good.” She glanced over her shoulder into the living room. “And where’s Sam?” she wondered.

  “Oh, he’s in the workout room, setting up his weights.”

  “Men and their toys,” Lily teased. “He barely even uses them anymore.”

  Freya shrugged, not responding as she grabbed the skillet to begin washing it off too.

  Unexpectedly, Lily jumped when she realized Rose was suddenly standing right next to her, having silently come down the stairs in the two seconds since she had looked away from them.

  “Oh sweetie,” she exclaimed. “You scared me. I almost burst into flames.”

  Rose gave her an apologetic look. “Sorry. I just wanted to ask mommy something.”

  “What is it, honey?” Freya replied, still working on the skillet.

  “Can we do something for daddy on March 25th?”

  Freya dropped the skillet, it clanging loudly in the sink.

  Suddenly, she was staring at the decorative backsplash above the counter with a vacant expression.

  “What’s March 25th?” Lily asked cautiously, feeling uneasy about Freya’s reaction.

  Lily’s birthday was March 21st and yesterday on March 8th had been the first time Lily and Sam successfully had sex a year ago…but she didn’t know of anything significant about that day, which was only four days after her birthday.

  Rose replied right away. “It’s a sad day for daddy,” she whispered.

  Lily glanced at Freya who finally met her gaze over her shoulder.

  “You mean…” Lily’s voice trailed off.

  That close to her birthday? The dates were that close? How could she not have known?

  Freya finally spoke up. “Sam hasn’t said anything because he didn’t want to taint your birthday,” she admitted in a rush. “And I didn’t want to tell you for the same reason.”

  “He told you?” Lily asked, her heart sinking from feeling left out. Did that mean Sam didn’t trust her enough to share?

  Freya quickly grabbed a towel to dry her hands before walking over to wrap her arms around Lily. “No, he didn’t tell me. He hasn’t told anyone, I promise.”

  Lily nodded somberly, glancing down at Rose. “Then?” She realized that meant Rose must have seen it in Sam’s thoughts. But surely he wouldn’t let her read his mind. Did that mean she was still catching glimpses of his most recent thoughts whenever she fed from him? Lily was pretty sure that was something Freya couldn’t do – not without bringing out her third-eye.

  “Did I say something bad?” Rose asked quietly.

  Freya sighed. “Honey, I don’t think daddy wants to do anything on that day. That’s sweet of you to think of him, but that’s a really sensitive subject that haunts him like it happened yesterday.”

  “I know,” Rose whispered. “But he just misses Eden so much. I really want to do something nice for him.”

  “Eden?” Lily whispered, glancing at Freya, who nodded in confirmation.

  The name of Sam’s deceased daughter was Eden?

  It wasn’t a very common name nowadays, but Lily suddenly wondered if that was why Freya had disappeared last night, because one of the characters in the rom com they were watching was named Eden.

  Had Sam overheard the name?

  Dammit, if she had only known, then Lily could have been there for him, or at least decided on another movie when she realized it. Because even though Sam hadn’t been actively watching, he had spent a little time in the kitchen where he could easily overhear.

  Dammit!

  Now Lily really felt horrible.

  Heidi appeared at the top of the stairs then, prompting Freya to speak to Rose in a low voice. “We’ll talk about it more later sweetie, but for now let’s just enjoy our company, okay?”

  Rose nodded, a small pout on her face.

  ❖ ❖ ❖

  Sam Archer

  March 9, 2735 – Current Day – Morning

  I took a long deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest, sweat dripping from my brow.

  I had forgotten how great it felt to give it my all against stone-cold weights, exerting myself as hard as I could. Even after all this time, it still took a lot to get me to breathe this heavily, my body remaining in the highest peak state I had ever obtained.

  It was both a blessing and a curse.

  It was nice to be able to drop exercising for almost a year and still maintain everything I’d achieved, but it was also frustrating because I didn’t want to get any more muscular than I was right now. I had long since obtained my personal ideal size, and yet I had slowly grown even larger over time.

  I didn’t want to look like a meat-head who appeared like he had worked out on steroids every day of his life for the last forty years.

  I mean, there was a point when too much muscle was just that – too much.

  At least my respiratory system seemed to have a limit – a ceiling I couldn’t get beyond. There was a peak level for the human body, and even though I was a regenerator, I could only pull the oxygen out of the air so fast, and I could only produce so many red-blood cells to transport that oxygen before it became inefficient. Otherwise, my blood would become too thick. Or so I assumed.

  But my muscles never really f
atigued. Instead my strength and endurance just began decreasing once I reached a point when I was breathing too hard.

  Checking my heartrate on my watch just after finishing, I had been sitting at my maximum heartrate of 223 beats per minute. I could maintain that level of intensity for just under five minutes before my performance began suffering, and I couldn’t get my heart to beat any faster than that, no matter how hard I tried.

  However, try I did, because when I pushed myself that hard, I had a massive adrenaline rush after about two minutes, giving me an addictive euphoria like none other. Almost as great as the elation I got from sex, except that this lasted a lot longer than the fifteen second orgasm.

  Even ten minutes later, I was still hovering in the low 100’s and I felt really good. The unexpected wave of sorrow I had experienced last night was long forgotten in this moment. I felt like I could breathe again, the tightness in my chest having vanished.

  If only I didn’t have to worry about this workout making me even bigger, then I could do it more often without concerning myself with the consequences. Maybe if I skipped a few meals, that would help…

  I mean, I still wasn’t even close to being as large as the former Blaze, but he was also super tall which meant he had a larger frame to fit all that muscle on. I certainly wasn’t short by any means, but getting larger just wasn’t my personal preference.

  A muffled knock on the door prompted me to focus my second-sight, seeing that Lily was finally awake. She appeared a little worried for some reason.

  Rather than calling out to her, uncertain if she would hear me clearly considering how difficult it was to hear through the material her house was made out of, I instead just reached out with an astral limb to open it.

  Honestly, I wasn’t sure why she knocked in the first place instead of just coming in.

  “Good morning baby,” I said warmly in response to her surprised expression. She was looking really hot in her silver nightgown, the latex pulled tight against her large chest, shiny wrinkles all along her toned waist and stomach. Not to mention her fine hips.

  Damn, the sight of her was making my already elevated mood soar even higher.

  “Oh,” she said with wide eyes, examining me sitting on one of my workbenches. “Good morning.”

  “Something wrong?” I wondered.

  Her shoulders relaxed a little. “No, everything’s fine. You just seem like you’re in a really good mood.” She paused to look over my expression again, before she bit her full bottom lip. “I’m getting ready to take a shower, and it looks like you could use one too.”

  I nodded in agreement. “Yep, definitely.” I stood up and let her lead the way, focusing on the wrinkled latex on her lower back, which grew taut over her butt. I certainly wasn’t about to let that sight go to waste.

  Which meant the shower turned out amazing.

  I guess I was feeling a little aggressive too, because I ended up shoving her up against the wall and getting her from behind. And she played right along, which made it a thousand times better.

  Granted, I wasn’t actually rough with her, knowing she wasn’t a fan. Instead, it was more like a combination of me exerting my strength, her resisting a little, and us having gentle sex with me stopping her from moving with just my physical body.

  By the time I was drying off, with Lily having already raised her body temperature to steam the water off her skin, the euphoric high I had gotten from working out was finally wearing off. I was still in a good mood, but it wasn’t like being drugged – something I could only imagine since most drugs didn’t affect me at all.

  “That was great,” I sighed.

  “I’m glad,” she replied warmly.

  Her comment confused me. “Did you like it too?”

  She nodded hesitantly. “Yeah, I mean it felt great, but I didn’t get there.”

  “Could have fooled me.”

  She grinned. “I got really close, but I was more focused on making sure you were taken care of.”

  “I can still work on you if you want,” I offered.

  She shook her head. “It might take me a bit to get there, and I don’t want Lexi or Heidi to think we’re having sex in the house when they’re here.”

  I scoffed. “I mean, we are…”

  “But they don’t need to know that,” Lily countered, her expression serious with a hint of playfulness.

  “Okay, okay.” I changed subjects as I followed her out of the master bathroom into the bedroom. “Something smelt good in the hallway. Did Heidi cook breakfast for everyone, or do you want me to fix you something?”

  “Actually, Freya made French toast for everyone,” she replied, beginning to look through the closet.

  “Really?” I said in surprise. Considering that everything except blood and black coffee tasted bad to her, I hadn’t seen her cook anything beyond pouring Lily a bowl of cereal. Granted, I supposed she did help out a little during the holidays, and French toast wasn’t really something you could mess up, assuming you didn’t burn it.

  “Yeah, actually she said she made breakfast for Heidi, and then decided to just make enough for everyone.” Lily began slipping on a pair of latex panties, followed by black latex pants as she spoke.

  I grabbed underwear and a pair of jeans myself, and then threw on a shirt, leaning against one of the two large dressers while I examined the sexiness of Lily wearing only latex pants, and nothing else.

  Damn, I wasn’t sure I was ever going to become desensitized to seeing her large chest, never mind Freya’s too. Granted, Freya had intentionally cut back on her diet a little to avoid her chest being as large as it naturally wanted to be. She was still eating more frequently than she used to, before I met her, but I suppose she didn’t want to go bra shopping again.

  However, despite the weight loss, Freya’s breasts weren’t saggy at all, like how I might expect for a normal person who dropped a couple of sizes. Instead, they were extremely plump, making them appear as if they were the biggest they had ever been, even though that certainly wasn’t the case.

  “You know,” I commented, “I’ve noticed that Freya’s been really nice to Heidi recently. Like, she’s been going out of her way to wait on her in the last month or two.”

  Lily paused in the middle of getting on her latex bra. “Actually, I’ve noticed that too, now that you mention it.”

  “Think it means something?” I wondered.

  She shrugged, slipping on a blue latex tank-top. “Honestly, not sure. We could always ask. Although I couldn’t imagine the reason behind it. Maybe she feels bad about what happened with Rose?”

  I sighed. “Maybe. Although, Heidi doesn’t seem upset by it at all. And there probably isn’t anything Rose could do that Heidi wouldn’t forgive her for.”

  Lily nodded, fully dressed now, the blue tank and black pants a sharp contrast. She gave me a quick peck on the lips, and then stepped behind me to open the door. I followed her down the hall, peeking upstairs with my second-sight to see Heidi and Rose playing some kind of card game.

  When we rounded the corner, we both saw Freya sitting at the dining room table, two plates of French toast sitting on either side of her, ready for us to eat. She was wearing one of my gray t-shirts tied into a knot, along with a pair of Lily’s black latex booty shorts.

  I froze when our eyes locked.

  Because the sight was…

  Arousing.

  Like, really really arousing.

  Like, holy hell I had never been so aroused in my entire life. And I just screwed Lily in the shower! It was like there was a current of energy running between us, and I knew she could feel it too because she abruptly stood straight up and just stared at me for a few long seconds.

  Lily finally stopped halfway between us when she saw Freya stand, confused by her intense expression. She then glanced back at me, before looking between us again.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked in confusion.

  Freya didn’t even look at her, darting around the tab
le in a flash before zipping past her and grabbing me firmly by the wrist.

  Before I knew it, I was being hauled down the hall in her vice grip, silently being dragged back into the bedroom.

  Lily followed us, only to finally figure out what was going on when Freya started stripping me as fast as she could, her widening mouth nipping at my chest and then neck as she got my shirt off. The sensation was ecstasy, every touch sending shivers down my spine.

  Needless to say, Lily hurriedly closed the bedroom door and locked it, seeming baffled by what was transpiring right in front of her eyes, especially so since we had just had sex ourselves. And yet, it was like I hadn’t had sex in months, that’s how intense we were.

  I grabbed Freya’s butt as she sank her teeth in, feeling the smooth latex against her firm ass.

  The moment she was done with her bloodlust, I was yanking her shorts off, feeling so impatient that I was thankful she wasn’t wearing underwear underneath. I then did something I had never done before, using all nineteen of my astral limbs to wrap around her while propping myself up like I was sitting in a recliner.

  Instantly, we were connected, going at it passionately in midair. I was sure the sight was probably strange to Lily, who just stood their shocked that we had gone from zero to a million so fast, but it was crazy hot in the moment.

  The second I got there, I put my whole body into it, my astral limbs pushing us both onto the bed so that I was on top. My body began spasming from the force of the sensation, which ended up being what got Freya there too.

  I fell limp on top of her, having barely broken a sweat, and yet feeling completely spent. More than that even, I felt empty. Hollow. But not in a bad way.

  It was extremely satisfying.

  After a few seconds of silence, with my face buried in the sheets while Freya just stared up at the ceiling, Lily finally sat gently on the edge of the bed. “Umm, that was a little different,” she said quietly.

  I felt Freya turn her head to look at Lily. “It was,” she agreed. “Sorry about that.”

  I saw Lily shake her head in my second-sight. “N-No, it’s fine. I guess…” She paused. “It’s just that we have company, and I know it’s hard to hear, but…” Her voice trailed off, probably realizing how it sounded considering we had just done it in the shower.