Chapter 56: Essence Transfer I…

Ayaka’s eyes widened as she watched the silhouettes move against the glare of the spotlights. She reached out and grabbed Akira’s arm with a grip that was surprisingly strong.

“We need to leave,” she whispered. “Right now, Akira.”

Akira looked at the unconscious victims, then at the looming shadows of the soldiers. He could see the red laser dots of their rifles dancing across the cocoons.

“Can you mask us?” Akira asked.

“Not both of us, not against those scanners,” Ayaka replied. “We need a distraction, or we need to find a way out through the sub-levels.”

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: CRISIS EVENT]

[A: The Frozen Diversion. Use your new ’Ice Mist’ ability to blind the SPIU and prevent them from finding this scene.]

[B: The Silent Exit. Use the basement tunnels Ayaka knows, but leave the victims to be ’processed’ by the government.]

Akira looked at his hands, which were still faintly glowing with the residual power of the Parasite’s core. “I can hide us. The mist… I can use the ice essence to create a screen.”

He closed his eyes, trying to manifest the ice essence energy into a thick fog. He felt the cold surge in his palms, but instead of a sprawling mist, only a few wisps of white vapour drifted to the floor.

His energy flickered and died.

[ERROR: ABILITY ’FROZEN MIST’ FAILED]

[REASON: ESSENCE TURBULENCE – RECENT ABSORPTION TOO VOLATILE]

“Oops,” Ai chirped. “Your core is currently like a shaken soda bottle. You can’t fine-tune the output until the Parasite’s energy settles. You’re too ’loud’ for stealth right now.”

“It’s not working,” Akira hissed, his heart rate spiking as the heavy boots hit the concrete ramp just outside the loading dock.

“Forget the mist,” Ayaka said, pulling him toward the back of the warehouse. “Follow me. We’re taking the long way out.”

“What about the victims?” Akira asked, looking back at the unconscious people he had just saved.

“They’re safe now,” Ayaka replied, her eyes scanning the shadows for an exit. “The SPIU will find them. They’ll get medical attention, but we’re not safe if we stay. If they find us standing over them, we’ll be hauled off to a black site before the sun comes up.”

They sprinted toward a rusted back exit, the metal door groaning as Akira shoved it open. They emerged into a narrow alleyway filled with overflowing dumpsters and scrap metal.

“Two individuals fleeing the scene!” a voice yelled from behind.

Flashlights flooded the alley. “Stop! This is a government investigation! Cease movement immediately!”

“Keep running!” Ayaka commanded.

They dived into the maze of the industrial zone, jumping over rusted pipes and sliding under half-collapsed fences. Akira’s enhanced physique was the only thing keeping him ahead of the tactical teams.

Behind them, he could hear the familiar sound of drones taking to the sky… small quadcopters humming softly as they took off, equipped with infrared cameras.

“They have essence trackers,” Ayaka panted as they cut through an abandoned parking lot. “Your signature is too strong! It’s like you’re carrying a neon sign!”

“I have an active cloak… it’s just…”

“Not enough, I guess!” Ayaka interrupted. “You’ve absorbed too much power tonight! Your body is radiating supernatural energy like a furnace. They’re tracking the heat, Akira!”

They rounded a corner and spotted a heavy iron grate leading to a drainage tunnel. Ayaka kicked it open and gestured for him to drop down. They slid into the damp darkness just as a drone buzzed overhead, its red sensor eye sweeping the ground where they had stood seconds before.

They sat in the darkness of the tunnel, the smell of brackish water and damp earth filling their nostrils. Above them, they could hear the heavy thud of boots and the muffled voices of the agents.

“Alpha Team, moving to grid four. We lost the visual on the primary suspects. Scanners are showing heavy interference.”

Ayaka leaned back against the cold stone wall, breathing hard. “They’re systematic. They’ll grid-search the entire area. We can’t just walk out of here. As soon as you step into the open, their perimeter scanners will pick up that flare in you.”

“How do we lose them?” Akira asked, looking at his hands. Even in the dark, his skin had a faint, ethereal shimmer.

Ayaka turned to him, her crimson eyes searching his. A strange, hungry look crossed her face. “There’s only one way to dampen a signature that’s this volatile. We have to ground the energy. I need to take some of it from you.”

“Take it? Now?”

She didn’t answer with words. She leaned in, her hands cupping his face, and pressed her lips to his.

[CHOICE DETECTED: ESSENCE TRANSFER]

[A: Allow Ayaka to ground the energy. Effect: Dampens signature, high risk of being heard.]

[B: Refuse and wait for the Cloak to stabilize. Effect: High risk of capture by SPIU.]

“Oh, I like her plan,” Ai whispered. “But be careful, darling. If you get too loud, the soldiers will hear the echoes in these tunnels.”

Akira didn’t pull away. He couldn’t afford to be caught. As Ayaka’s tongue pushed past his lips, he felt a sudden, violent pull. It wasn’t like the siphon he used on demons; this was a mutual, hungry exchange. She was literally drinking the excess energy from his lungs.

She pulled back, her face flushed, and her eyes glowing brighter. “It’s not enough. Your body is still overflowing.”

She dropped to her knees in the cramped tunnel. The sound of soldiers walking directly overhead made Akira’s blood go cold, but the sensation of Ayaka’s hands unzipping his jeans was even more distracting.

“Ayaka, they’re right there,” he hissed.

“Then stay quiet,” she whispered as she pulled out his flaccid cock from his pants, her fingers wrapping around the soft, warm shaft, feeling it twitch and begin to harden in her grip.

The cool air of the tunnel kissed the exposed skin, making his balls tighten slightly as she stroked him slowly, coaxing blood flow with firm, teasing pumps that made the veined length swell and throb to life.

Ayaka dropped to her knees on the damp concrete, her eyes locking onto his.

She reached for the zip of her cat suit and pulled down, letting her boobs out for his eyes to feast. His eyes widened and his cock pulsed in reaction to the sight of her soft-looking melons.

Ayak then took him into her mouth, her soft lips stretching wide around the thickening girth, the head sliding past her teeth and onto her hot, wet tongue.

The feeling was exciting, even more so because of how dangerous their situation was. Footsteps echoed above them, and the chance of being caught made every part of his body feel alive.

Ayaka sucked greedily, her tongue swirling hungrily over the sensitive underside, tracing the pulsing veins and flicking at the slit.

Akira leaned his head back against the cold pipe, stifling a deep groan as her head bobbed deeper, her throat constricting around his now fully erect cock, gagging slightly but pushing through, taking him to the hilt until her nose pressed against his pubic bone.

Saliva dripped in warm, messy strands from her lips, coating his shaft and trickling down to his heavy balls, which she cupped in one hand, massaging the wrinkled skin gently, rolling the full orbs between her fingers until they ached with building pressure.

Her other hand stroked the slick base, twisting with each pull, the wet slurps and gagging sounds filling the confined space.

“Fvck, Ayaka.”

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