Wholly Undead 121 Sensual Geometry

"Just relax." Jack soothed. He felt somewhat awkward like he was the big bad wolf at the moment.

With Jack's soothing words, Emily calmed herself, and stopped rejecting Jack's soul's intuition. She accepted it and led it into her own soul space.

Emily instinctively turned her vision inwardly to see into her soul space, as she viewed her own soul. She had seen it many times before, as her soul was a misty and wispy source of a black and white fog. It danced around energetically, and reminded Jack when he entered the soul space of the Taijitu symbol... The Yin-Yang symbol. He instantly wanted to know what it would feel like!

Emily turned her view of her soul to Jack's when she realized Jack's soul was domineering! His was a near solid golden orb with black etched runes on the surface... It was also huge! [Why is his soul so big?!?] Emily looked at her own dwarfed soul and wondered if she was going to be small her whole unlife. She decided that she was destined to be bullied for the rest of her unlife.

Though Jack's soul appeared to be solid metal, it moved with a familiar pattern... He had used this in the Plane of Light, and if Jack said he was number two among those in the Underworld at moving his soul, there wouldn't be anyone to dare say there were number one...

Jack just realized that his time in the Plane of Light had certain... Benefits.

Jack's soul scooted next to Emily's as he tried not to engulf her soul. After a small period of familiarizing herself, Emily finally gave into the hints of pleasure her soul was receiving from the contact with Jack's soul. After her hesitation was thrown to the wind, she became wildly aggressive, and surprising Jack, as he accepted it whole heartedly.

Emily was a silent lover during the soul union, unlike the chatty Leslie. Jack just continued to enjoy the feelings, as he thought of some things. He had been in the Plane of Light for a long time and could be considered an expert on soul management and soul movement.

He decided... To experiment.

He wondered if different shapes of the soul would produce different feelings, as he manipulated his soul to form a cube. He didn't feel any differences, as the pleasure he was receiving was still on high. It was the reaction of his sweet loli, that surprised him.

[Ooohhhh~~~~~ MMMMmmmmm~~~~~] Emily purred some mature seductive sounds.

Intrigued, Jack decided to try every shape he could think of going back to geometry.

Two days later, when Jack finished his final shape... An icosahedron...

Jack finally withdrew his soul, if not only because Emily's soul laid almost devoid of any movement. During his time of experiments, Emily far surpassed him in climaxes, and left Leslie's old record in the dust!

At one point, he thought her soul had a seizure, and was greatly worried, until he heard her ask him not to stop.... Those in the slurred thoughts she expressed, he could have misunderstood her.

Jack took the loli, that was still in his arms, and laid her beside him, as his flaming eyes flickered back into life, illuminating the evening tomb, once again.

Jack laid on his side savoring the last feelings he had during his time spent with Emily, as he gazed at her quivering profile. While he didn't experience anywhere what he did with Leslie. Jack did enjoy providing such pleasures to Emily, to the point he would later ponder on how to improve his performance even more.

[Who knew math could be so... lewd.] Jack mused to himself, rather pleased. If reaction was anything to go by his performance meant he was the champ! He felt damn pleased with himself.

Jack mused himself in his thoughts, as they turned to his duties, he finally saw Emily stirring a bit.

She turned her head ever so slightly, and in an exacerbated voice, "Jack... Jack you just... Is it like...? Is it like that every time???"

Jack noticed she was able to articulate a full sentence, "I don't know about every time, but at least this time. If nothing else, it gives up something to chase in the future, otherwise."

"Ah... Ah... So, there will... Will be a next time? I hope... Every time... I have to apologize to Sister Leslie." Emily gasped, which struck Jack as being odd... Undead don't breathe, and they don't even have lungs. What Jack didn't know is that soul fatigue could produce a lot of responses that mimicked what life was...

"I don't want to be cliché, but was it good for you?" Jack chuckled.

"....yes." A small tiny whisper left Emily. If not for Jack's extreme senses, he would have missed it.

"So, you want to go again?"

"...You beast..." Emily turned over with her back facing Jack.

Jack laughed out loud, as he pulled her to him. She struggled but stopped when she felt that he wasn't trying anything funny and just embraced her.

"Oh, why do you have to apologize to Leslie for?" Jack asked, thinking back to what she said.

"Don't make me say it." Emily said, turning her face.

"I don't want to bully you, but you have my curiosity... What can I do to make you say?" Jack asked.

Emily was lift speechless, until she thought so something.

"Then... I'll tell you if you agree to do this... with me whenever I want... No questions asked..."

"Huh?" It was Jack's turn to be speechless.

"I'm not saying it again." Emily said with more vigor.

"I... I can't guarantee that... I might be working on a project working with others, in front of the people, in court, war... Just... I can't drop everything and... you know."

A thud sound emitted from Emily hitting Jack on his side, with her back to him while in his embrace.

"Stupid... I have awareness... Hurry up and agree!" Emily pressed.

"Wait... What if Leslie wants too, but then...? Wait a moment... You want priority in this matter!"

"Tch."

"You clever little devil... You are already scheming on your sister! Emily... Was it that good that you have to scheme on her?" Jack laughed long and loudly.

Emily really wanted to find a bone yard and turn herself in and be covered up in a hole...

"Yes, damn it... Leave me alone. Just let go of me you mad king." Emily struggled.

"Shhhh, shhh, shhhh. Don't be like that." Jack comforted Emily until she stopped struggling out of his teddy bear embrace.

"Hump."

"Such a fussy little wife."

"Not yet, but you wait."

"I will grant you favor."

"What?" Emily asked, as she was caught off guard.

"I make one condition. You are not going to block Leslie from this. That would be wrong, but you may request for me whenever you wish now no matter the situation... as long as you are aware of the situation."

"So, it's two conditions." Emily asked.

"So, it is."

"Alright. I expect your favor from now on." Emily said shyly, which paled before the aggression she just showed.

"So, what do you have to apologize for?"

"Because I'm going to monopolize all of your spare time..." Emily said in another whisper.

"You're going to do what now?" Jack asked, as if he didn't hear her.

"Augh... I'm going to take up all of your time doing... AH! You heard what I said!" Emily swatted behind her, as she was being held.

Jack popped the mechanism on the evening tomb, as he had business to do today. He had been held up by sensual pleasures, and needed to get back to the money...

As the tomb slide open, Jack spoke, "Well, you're going to have to tell her that yourself."

Jack sat up to hear Leslie's voice, "Tell me what?"

Chapter end