Page 68 of A Soul to Touch

“How?” Faunus asked, eyeing them both up and down. “Humans are small, and Delora is not much taller than Mayumi.”

She may be much plumper, but Delora was small even to Faunus. A fragile, breakable human.

“How else?” Magnar asked with a shrug of his shoulders. “I don’t think it is much different between humans from what I’ve been told.”

“I won’t fit,” Faunus stated with a shake of his head. “I have already touched, and I know she will not be able to take me within her at all. I will break her if I do. She is small everywhere.”

From height to breast to arse to her shallow and tight channel, the only thing that was big about Mayumi was her brilliant personality. But that did nothing to aid him in rutting her the way he wanted to.

And dear spirit of the void did he want to rut her, so unbelievablyhard.He wanted to upturn that tiny female until she was at his mercy, break her mind rather than her body.He wanted to see her squirm and cry and beg and just become nothing but a numb, twitching thing he mindlessly thrust into.

Then he wanted to fill that small, tight, quivering little channel and womb with copious amounts of his seed so that she was overflowing. So overfilled that it covered her, marked her in his sexual scent, while his own body excitedly pumped it into her. He wanted her swollen with it.

Faunus had to quell the violent quake that quivered throughout his body.

He had questions. So many questions that they were moments from pouring from him without thought.

He didn’t care if he barely knew these two Duskwalkers in front of him or that the questions he asked and the answers he received might be disconcerting or uncomfortable for them all.

Mayumi was his priority, and if he missed anything, he would just come back here and ask them then – although he’d rather not.

There was also something else he needed to know, something so unbelievably important that it was perhaps the supreme question of all.

I need to ask how I obtain Mayumi’s soul.

He needed to know so that he never,ever,took it.

Faunus had been hoping for a peaceful walk on all-fours back through the mist-clouded Veil.

He’d remained within Magnar’s protective ward overnight, recuperating for his long journey. He refused to rest within the Veil itself, thankful his kind could survive days without rest if they chose it.

It still tired them out, making them less effective and alert, but it was better to keep moving. He’d be vulnerable asleep and more likely to be found if he lingered.

He’d obtained all the answers he sought and even had the opportunity to greet Delora again. She was kind, he liked that she was so welcoming towards him, but she was also a little timid.

Reia, on the other hand, felt like a bundle of chaos from the moment he’d met her. She’d had no qualms about approaching, despite Orpheus’ aversion to her doing so, just to speak with him.

At the time, he’d chuckled to himself when she’d placed her hands on her hips and stared right up at Faunus like he wasn’t some beast who could swipe her in half within the blink ofan eye. She was bold, and he admittedly became smitten with the blonde-haired female who had a sword strapped across her back.

More in a friendly, platonic way than how he was smitten with Mayumi, but he liked that she was strong minded. It was no doubt to Faunus that Orpheus needed a woman like that, someone that would put his ill-tempered deer tail in its place.

She is the reason he has grown relaxed with others.

Otherwise, Faunus could see the sorrowful and reclusive Duskwalker hiding her away in that log cabin he had that was nearby Magnar’s.

Faunus mostly understood why Orpheus had become the way he was. He didn’t know any other Mavka who had tried so hard to find a companion only to lose them repeatedly. He’d seen death, had been the cause of it, and if he’d grown to care for any of them in the way Faunus cared for Mayumi, he could only imagine how protective and destructive he would have become.

Pain was a horrible shaper to one’s growing personality, and for a Mavka who was still learning, still developing humanity over the years, it would have festered as a dark part of him.

Faunus was thankful that neither he nor Magnar had to go through something so dispiriting.

A small part of him was disappointed that he needed to leave. He’d enjoyed being with Magnar, Orpheus, and both their brides. He truly wished to know them more, learn who they had become and the brides who had helped to make their conversations possible, but he didn’t wish to be apart from Mayumi for any longer than necessary.

That’s if he made it back.

At any moment, he worried that the person he wished to avoid would suddenly appear. Faunus would flee, although he would have preferred to stay and fight.

Before the crack in his skull, that’s what he would have done. Now it may have cost him everything.

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