Chapter 240 - Famine (1/2)

”You... wait... what?”

”Please... please?”

Laz thought he was hearing things, but then he felt his arms being lifted by her tiny hands and ended up right at her neck. Although it wasn't his intention, Laz's hands were place directly on her neck and all he had to do was apply pressure.

Laz couldn't help but wonder what the hell was going on.

”Hurry...” Ivy pleaded while wiggling around. It had to be said that after she had taken off her gown, the only thing she was wearing was the skin tight leather suit that left almost nothing to the imagination. Although he knew that underneath the suit were layers upon layers of scars and barely healed injuries, just the feeling of this woman rubbing against Laz was enough to ignite his d.e.s.i.r.e.

Laz could only say to himself that there had to be a reason.

As such, Laz started to squeeze her neck, causing her entire body to tighten up. Just when Laz wanted to stop though, she encouraged him more.

”Harder!”

Hearing this, Laz squeezed even more causing her eyes to roll back into her head as her body shuddered. He might have been mistaken, but it almost felt like her body was shaking in an o.r.g.a.s.m.

Laz kept up the pressure while Ivy's hands grabbed onto the back of his head, running her fingers through his hair as though wanting to feel him more. Just as her squirming body began to stiffen before going loose, Laz let up the pressure, causing Ivy to fall limp into his embrace as the sounds of her sporadic breathing filled the room.

Laz didn't say anything for a time and just let her shudder on his l.a.p. It only took a few minutes for her to calm her breathing and go back to being 'normal.'

This just left Laz with a lot of questions.

But he wasn't going to rush it.

Finally, Ivy relaxed and wrapped her arms around Laz's head, bringing him in close for a kiss. Despite it's sloppiness, Laz felt like she was getting better at it.

”Thank you,” She whispered.

”What was all that about?” Laz asked, truly curious.

”I need to starve. Otherwise, my need to feed will grow to the point that I can't control it.”

”You... your what now?”

”Master... have you heard what they call us?” Ivy seemed much more talkative than usual. She even took off her mask to look at him without it.

”The four hors.e.m.e.n?”

”Yes. What do you know about them?”

”They are the four heralds of the apocalypse. Seeing them is like seeing the end coming, right?”

”Yes master. That is what it is. My sister's and I are special in our abilities. We aren't like the rest of Freya's kin that received their abilities from the sleeping goddess. She helped to wake them, but it was something far beyond her control. My sisters and I each have an ability that corresponds with one of the hors.e.m.e.n. Mine is Famine.”

”How does that work?” This seemed amazingly peculiar, even for Laz. He wanted to know everything he could.

”Do you see his body? My special ability is withering. I can drain the life, blood essence, energy... everything from whoever I wish. Because of this, it makes them eventually die of starvation. But it doesn't have to be so intense. Even just a little bit is enough to make them hungry enough to kill to eat. This is why I have become known as famine.”

”But then why did I need to choke you?” Laz asked, not making a connection.

”Because master, once I take everything inside of me, it wants to burst out again. I'm not strong enough yet to control it. The only way to keep myself from going insane or blowing up when having such a large meal... it to starve myself of something... like air. It helps to digest the essence of others.”

Laz understood but almost wished that he didn't. What she was telling him was that, due to her body, she couldn't take in energy the normal way and circulate it. Instead, she had to draw it in either a little bit at a time and wait for it to soak in, or a lot at a time and basically beat her self up enough for her body to need it to keep alive. As far as Laz was concerned, that was a horrible way to cultivate.

But what could he do?

After revealing one of her darkest secrets, Ivy couldn't help but look up at Laz's face to gage his reaction. Although her and her sister's each had their own conditions, they are all equally terrible. Not many people knew about what it took for them to grow stronger, but there were a few. And the normal reaction when they heard about it was only of pity and sometimes disgust. The girls weren't exactly keen on interacting with others hence their bad reputations. Once that was mixed in with their grotesque bodies, it caused others to shy away even more from them. Even amongst the blood kin of Freya, they didn't have any friends.

But what she saw from Laz's face wasn't shock, pity or disgust.

Curious was the only way she could describe his look.

And that was what Laz really was; curious. Every infected he had come in contact with could use the infinity technique that he created and although it wasn't fast, that mostly had to do with the amount of usable energy in the air. Being able to find certain items would enhance the process immensely. Also because it wasn't some secret, the technique had been spread around quite a bit so Laz knew that Ivy must of known it and felt that it didn't work. This just made Laz want to work with her to see what would. As the creator of the technique, it was a part of his pride.

But now wasn't the time for that. Instead, Laz made a mental note to not shy away from Heaven or Hell in the future, if only so he could find a solution to her problem.

”Well, let's work on doing something about that later. For now, we still have more info to get,” Laz said, changing the mood. Ivy quickly nodded and moved to get up. Due to her position though, she couldn't help but rub against Laz's still engorged member, causing Laz to feel a bit embarrassed.