Welcome to the Innocent World

The reddish-pink neon glow pulsed through the room, casting a feverish haze over the bare concrete walls and the cold steel cage that stood as the only barrier between us. Lyra and Afa gripped the bars, their naked bodies glistening with sweat, their moans echoing in a wild, primal symphony. I stood behind Lyra, my hands on her hips, driving my dick into her pussy with steady, forceful thrusts, while across the cage, Alaric matched my rhythm, his red aura flaring like a wildfire as he fucked Afa. Our eyes locked, a silent battle of dominance raging between us, our black and red auras clashing in the charged air.

"Ahh… ahh… ahhh… ahhh…" The moans of Lyra and Afa filled the room, their voices blending into a desperate, needy chorus that bounced off the walls. The neon light painted their skin in shades of pink and red, highlighting every curve, every tremble, as they clung to the bars for support.

Afa's voice broke through, high and fervent. "Ahh… my lord… ahh… more…" she begged, her tits bouncing as her body rocked forward with each of Alaric's thrusts. Her face was flushed, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy, completely surrendered to him.

"Hmph!" Alaric growled, his voice rough and animalistic.

He gripped Afa's ass tighter, his thighs slamming against her ass with a sharp *slap slap* sound that echoed in the room. He quickened his pace, his thrusts growing harder, more relentless, his red aura surging brighter with every motion, a visible sign of the power he was drawing from her.

Lyra's moans matched Afa's in intensity, her body trembling under my hands. "Ahh… Austin… harder… harder… give me more…" she urged, her voice thick with need, her blonde hair swaying as she pushed back against me, desperate for more.

"As you say, babe," I said, my voice low and confident. I grabbed her ass firmly, her big, round, soft cheeks squishing under my palms as I slammed my cock deeper into her pussy. The heat of her enveloped me, tight and wet, and I spanked her hard, the sharp crack of my hand against her skin making her jolt. I kept thrusting, relentless, each motion driving her closer to the edge.

"Aahh! Yeahh… just like that, spank my ass more, Austin!" Lyra moaned, her head tilting back, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as pleasure washed over her. Her voice was a mix of defiance and bliss, her body rocking with every thrust, every slap, her insides growing wetter, pulsing around my dick.

I grinned, my hands working her ass, spanking her again as I drove into her harder. "Sure, baby, take this… arghhh," I groaned, my voice rough with effort. The slick heat of her pussy gripped my dick tighter, her juices coating me as I pushed deeper, the rhythm of our bodies syncing perfectly. My black aura flared, swirling around us like a dark storm, feeding off the raw energy between us.

Lyra's eyes flicked to Afa, a smirk curling her lips as she moaned louder, her voice taunting. "Ahh… yeahh… hehe…" she said, her gaze locked on Afa's flushed face, as if daring her to match the pleasure she was feeling. The look was a challenge, a silent boast that she was getting it better shots, that I was giving her more.

"My lord… ahh… we can't lose…" Afa gasped, her voice tight with desperation as she bit her teeth, her boobs bouncing with every jolt of Alaric's thrusts. She glanced back at him, her eyes wide with devotion, urging him on as she pushed her hips back to meet his relentless pace.

"Arghhh! Fuck you, Zero!" Alaric snarled, his voice raw and venomous. He grabbed Afa's ass with both hands, his fingers digging into her skin as he slammed his cock into her harder, deeper, each thrust punctuated by a sharp *slap slap* of their bodies colliding. His red aura flared brighter, casting a crimson glow across the room, a visible sign of the power surging through him.

"Ahhh… huhh!… ahhh…" Afa's moans broke with each solid thrust, her body lurching forward against the bars. "Yes… just like this… ahh…" she gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and surrender, her face flushed red, her eyes rolling back as she gave herself completely to Alaric's rhythm.

The room echoed with the sounds of our bodies—moans, gasps, the rhythmic *slap slap* of skin against skin—as Alaric and I fucked Lyra and Afa with unrelenting force, chasing our climax and the power that came with it. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and desire, our auras clashing in a storm of black and red, amplifying the raw energy of this showdown.

"I'll show you who you messed with, Zero! Hahaha!" Alaric growled, his laugh sharp and mocking as he leaned over Afa, his thrusts growing even more intense. His red eyes locked on mine, daring me to keep up, his confidence as fiery as his aura.

I smirked, unfazed, feeling a surge of power ripple through me, my black aura flaring brighter in response. "Heh, you sure about that, you lousy alien?" I shot back, my voice steady despite the heat coursing through my veins. I gripped Lyra's hips tighter, slamming into her with renewed force, her moans spiking with every thrust.

"Ahh… Austin… more… I'm gonna cum… ahh…" Lyra gasped, her breathing ragged, her tongue peeking out as her body trembled against the bars. Her blonde hair swayed, catching the neon glow, and her eyes fluttered, lost in the pleasure I was giving her.

I leaned in, my hands sliding up to grope her breasts, squeezing her full, soft melons as I fucked her harder. "Seems like my girl's gonna cum before yours," I said, my voice dripping with confidence as I glanced at Alaric. "I'm better at this, man." My fingers kneaded her breasts, teasing her nipples as I kept thrusting, her pussy pulsing around me, wet and tight.

"What did you just say?!" Alaric growled, his red eyes flashing with rage, his aura surging as he slammed into Afa even harder, the *slap slap* of their bodies growing louder, more frantic. "You're nothing, Zero!"

Lyra's moans grew louder, her body shuddering as she pushed back against me. "Ahh… ahh… Austin… give me…" she gasped, her voice desperate, her hands white-knuckling the bars as she teetered on the edge of release. She glanced at Afa, a smirk playing on her lips, taunting her with the pleasure she was feeling.