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Section 3: Joyful Noise
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The Following contains sex... almost exclusively. There were lots of times when
the plot could have had something to say. We but as many of those places away as
we could... some in pale forms snuck in.


Contains stuff that those not of age in their locality to view materials of a
prurient inclination can't see. So don't look... just hit page done until your
newsreader makes a Joyful Noise signaling the end and mark read or delete or
just move on.

I mean really what would your parents think if they saw you reading this? What
would you think if you saw your parents reading this? Think about it.

Joy: Can we get on with the story and the sex and the spankings or what?

Oh ... yeah sorry... on with the show.

Title inspired by the parody "Resident Gigolo" although no undead were harmed in
the making of this. In fact some got all stiff reading it... and without even
more delay than I planned... The unattached attachment... JN01



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                           Because I have nothing better to do Productions
                                      An Eldrick Tobin project
                                         A story of The Arc

                                      Joyful Noise: Chapter 1
                                         Secret Meetings


He sat in his closet. He still didn't know where they had gone. They were in
their next little places one day... and gone the next. He didn't dare try to
replace them... he'd spent such time picking out the perfect ones. Now they were
gone. The girls didn't know... especially the other girls... the one's these
represented... until they were taken.

"Perhaps Lossoth has them?" Came the voice of his number one favorite redhead in
the entirety of existence. He was too sullen to turn around... he'd come in here
to lose himself in contemplation. It had been a while since he'd last thought to
do this... and now they were gone... he couldn't contemplate them now. He
couldn't use them to try to wipe the memories away with the feel of them on his
face. He'd even asked the Fanboys! and Havoc hadn't heard of them -most likely
because they were store bought and not swiped by hand. He was not that kind of
pervert though... he couldn't just do that... he preferred to be given them...
or failing that find the perfect pair to suit the person... something to imagine
them in.

He sighed again...


She sighed too. She longed to lift the dark clouds that sat upon his
shoulders... The fight had bothered him. He'd since played every game he had...
he ravished someone for hours every night. And still he'd mope. He won... what
was the problem? Was it because he won? Was it how he won? That he sunk to
"Avatar Level"? He is an Avatar... and yet somehow that won't sink in. As if
that he is the "Master of his own Fate" is beyond his understanding. And yet
not... he understands that while destiny and Fate may well have plans for you...
the enacting might not go according to anyone's plans save for the outcome.

But yet he mopes. Almost lifeless. She hated to admit it... but even the sex was
becoming dull... repetitive. The orgasms were there sure... but it was more like
a switch was hit than a true brought on sneaksuponyou orgasm.

Hope hadn't noticed... she wasn't exactly herself either... she didn't like that
the majority of her work was done before she signed on in the morning ... every
morning. She was even starting to take the sex for granted. She'd come home...
and dive for him to purge the day away... a day spent out of sync with the rest
of us... out of sync with reality itself... such as it is... and bang the
stuffing out of herself and fall asleep. She only woke up to go to work or soak
in the pool. She didn't eat... not that any of them had to. And when she slept
she mumbled of the paperwork she'd backlogged over the years. Paperwork that had
to be done now... that no one had been kind enough to do for her.

Joy. She was the glue. She provided the oddball antics that most of us weren't
up to anymore. She kept the demonettes away from the depression in the House.
From missions to thwart Lossoth to shopping sprees on Eldrick's ample credit
line. She kept the girls from falling to the evil depressive radiation coming
from Eldrick and causing a background count.

"I'm glad you don't drink... you'd need a new liver by now."

"The Nanites take care of everything and if I die... there's always something to
bring me back."

She giggled,"Nice and angsty. That was angst right?" She honestly didn't know.
Maybe it was because Eldrick didn't... but then... she knew things he didn't.
She remembered her earlier "life"... a stunt double for Hentai Anime Girls who
weren't built for their parts. She was putty to the director's words. He could
change anything about her on a whim. She'd bled. She'd looked pregnant. Whatever
that son of a bitch desired. Hair eyes body shape had changed on his whim.

She supposed one of the things that pissed her off about her early life is that
it seemed like none of it had ever happened. From flirtatious school girl in
love stories to the worst that reality and fantasy could muster and back again
there was no place to buy any of it. It didn't exist. It almost never existed.
Co-stars didn't know her... even creatures she'd molested or that had molested
her didn't know her. She had a past but didn't.

But she couldn't let that get her down. She may feel dirty about it. But it
helped make her who she is. She giggled to herself. If nothing it told her what
she does and doesn't enjoy... and she knew what she liked. Tantamount to all
that ... she loved Eldrick with every once of her being. She knew that she was
supposed to... probably from the onset. But her love for him stretched beyond
simply a "command set", hormonal responses or what pen and ink/keyboard and bit
flow dictated. Heck she knew all this was affected her... the effects we
noticeable. But where other girls might resist... she and the others who called
Eldrick's House home did everything long before any responses were requested
"from on high".

So she decided before anything else made her do anything -especially something
that she might not want to do like leave him to his suffering- that she was
going to have a nice absolutely perverted shower session. She hoped he'd join
her.


A towel suddenly entered his life. He blinked and looked up at the flap falling
over his face. "What's this?"

"Hang onto that would you? I'm gonna wear it when I get out of the shower."

"No problem."

"Care to join me?"

"Huh? Um..." he paused to smell under his arms and grab his hair and take a
whiff,"I'll keep till you are done."

She almost pouted but she resolutely decided not to,"I'll be done as fast as I
can then."

"Take your time."

"Naw you ARE stinky. Pew pew," She giggled.

"You're probably right."

She sighed quietly. He was pretty deep right now. She mentally cursed whoever
stole his little panty collection. He had been through at least 80 shops on
multiple anime planes of the Known Dimensional Steps to assemble that
collection. One for each Sailor Senshi... Girls of the Masaki Residence... The
Lovely Angels... A-ko and B-ko... The Knight Sabers... all found correspondents
in his collection. All it would take is one pair lightly sniffed at -he'd
perfumed them also- and rubbed across his ecchi cheek and nothing could bother
him for hours. She supposed the imagination... even the imagination of an avatar
couldn't really be satisfied with something real and solid and at hand.

She smiled .o0(There has to be an air of mystery... something that just can't be
predicted... else out of character interactions wouldn't be so popular... So
I'll have to go all the way back to when I was trying to get his attention.
Yeah! I'll have to go back to freaking him out again. Throw him some curve
balls... well maybe not curve balls... sounds painful.)0o. She fancied that
Washuu wasn't the only one with insight in the universe.

SPEAKING OF WHICH

The Prodigal Sorceress in the Lands of the Quantum Physical... was hard at work
studying the notes that had accidentally or not been built into the girl
standing still for her scrutiny. Which sadly couldn't be asked to stop sighing
in boredom.

"Just 5 more minutes... get all your sighs out now please. Then we can go get
something to eat."

"Pancakes?"

"I was thinking curry..."

"Deal!"

"Kid after my heart."

That caused the girl to sigh,"But I'm not a kid... I'm not even a person... I'm
a hip shaking mechanical doll of evil."

"None of that now... or I bring Ryo-ohki back in to hug you until you cease this
line of thought again."

"That's silly Washuu-chan. Silly Washuu."

"That's me. You however are a cute pink haired little girl and don't you forget
it."

"... Or the toddler of doom hugs me until I can't be gloomy."

"Bingo."

"I promise to try really hard not to sigh... especially if Ryo-ohki will be
singing while hugging."

"That she will."

"Sighs out of the way!"

"That's the spirit!"

BACK AT THE HOUSE

Lady Kintaro sat on the edge of the tub testing the water with a finger before
stepping in and turning on the showerhead. The already warmed water splashed out
of the nozzle and played a delicate song upon her skin.

As the steam built up she smiled and opened the shower stall door. Sliding it
away she let the steam snake out in hopes of catching his attention.


The mist slithering past him carried with it memories... he remembered the first
time he'd snuck a peek at Ami... and all the girls now that he thought about it.

But mostly he remembered Ami. He figured it was just because the redhead he
belonged to had the most jarring effect in his wasted little life. He'd figured
she was just acting on some predetermined path... that because she'd come to the
house and was willing to pay for room and board with her body that it was just
something one of his friends had pulled on him.

In retrospect the look on her face when he agreed was anything but false. The
sun had never shown as bright as the look in her eyes. He chuckled that was
probably when the sun first actually rose... brightening this little drab world.
Ami brought life where there had only been things that resembled the living
before.

"Why did I never notice until that day?" One of a billion questions he asked
himself on a daily basis. He realized he really took all the girls for granted.
"Like they are some harem for my twisted desires," he spat at himself. Of course
they were more than that... and he should tell them. They aren't just girls for
him to walk in on in the shower.

Although that had some pleasant memories to.

Astrala of course had walked in on him. She would have walked away regardless of
what she really wanted to do if he'd only asked. Picture of innocence -most of
the time. Even after living here so long she hadn't corrupted... too much...
somehow. "Maybe I should ask her... sure to get a giggle."

Ardice. That had been odd... she'd been exhausted... she'd mentioned swimming
but that she was too tired. So she'd gone to the shower instead. She'd even
asked permission... like he might say no. He smirked inwardly at the thought...
and it got devoured rather messily by something. She like all the others could
come and go as she pleased. Provided he didn't get wedgied.

Like she'd done to him that day.

CUE THE GRATUITOUS FLASHBACK GRAPHICS... I SAID CUE THEM... OH... @.@ SHINY...
*WHAM*

Ardice shredded her clothes with a flex and burned them where they were with a
spell. It was FAR easier than washing them... they didn't really exist anyway so
far as she could tell.

"Going swimming sis?" Astrala said as a monarch butterfly landed on her nose.
She sneezed and it flew away.

"I'd like to... but I'd drown... no I think I'll take a bath instead," Ardice
turned on a heel and marched away from the pool with all her remaining strength.

Eldrick floating on a ring having seen nothing of the "naked flash" simply
puttered along with only a,"Have fun."

Ardice froze and popped back in,"It is alright with you if I take a shower yes?"

Eldrick sat up in the ring and looked over at her... when he could control his
nose from bleeding he gave her the okay... he looked baffled by either the
nakedness or the question.

"Arigatou gozimasu," Ardice bowed and Eldrick tossed himself into the cool
water.

Ardice walked down the path from the pool to Eldrick, Ami, and Hope's room and
hung a left when she reached the adjoining hallway. There was no need to wake up
Hope and that would be taking the longer way besides.

Opening the door the steam in the room was thick enough to cut a knife... she
heard the other door close. Hope must have had a shower. Which was good for
Ardice because the water in the pipes was already warm. She extended her
wings... bringing them out of the magical place that they "stayed in" when they
weren't out. The swirling hot air felt good on the sensitive pinions. She sent
the put away spell but unknown to her it had failed. and she stepped forward
into the world of pain.

CUE... *bamph* @.@ NICE TIMING *thud*

He recalled wondering if she was alright and then she heard the scream. He'd
rushed down the hallway and entering the Shower moments later found her cradling
a "wingfinger" she'd dislocated it stepping into the shower. There were no tears
in her eyes... nothing to say it hurt at all... save the pleading words that she
had spoken back then,"It's hurts too much for me to set it myself... could you
pop it back in?"

*with sunglasses* CUE... *bamph* @.@ *wham*

"No problem... like this?" he said... as kind as he was able by the sounds...
she smiled inwardly at the fortune that had had her injured. No one had ever
spoken to her like that. She wanted to hear more but then he set the
wingfinger... and she clamped her teeth down hard. "Thank you. I couldn't do it
myself."

"Oh it was nothing. Let's see if you have any other damage..." he then began to
stretch first one and then the other out... and run his hand over the length
with his eyes closed concentrating to feel any stretches or tears. He found
nothing... well that's wrong... he found out that for Ardice her wings are an
erogenous zone and that her heart was soon racing. "Is something wrong?!" He
asked concerned.

"No... everything is perfectly alright," and then putting her wings away she
turned and knelt in front of him. They were face to face... and his had an
expression of bafflement. Then all became clear as she leaned forward and kissed
him.

-.- CUE *bamph* *thud*

"Those were the days... wish I didn't have to get a new pair of swim trunks
after that..." he said to no one at all, and rubbed his backside. That
getthesedamnthingsoffnow accidental wedgie had hurt like the dickens... for all
of 5 seconds...

He smiled as he laid back... and blinked when he rested his back on the
forgotten towel. His turning to look at it swirled the steam in the room. He was
reminded of her shower... and how hot the room was getting. His cape heavy from
the moisture he decided to hang up. Shirt went into the hamper. Pants, and
briefs as well. He reached for his bathrobe when he heard,"Don't bother with
that thing," from behind him.

His Ami stood in the doorway to the bathroom. "Hi," was all he said.

"I'm done in there."

"Oh then it's my turn."

"You'll have to come through me first," she smiled wickedly.

He blinked. "Well if that's the way it is... en garde," he said as he walked
forward and kissed her. Embracing him she led him to the bed and laid him down
upon it. Before straddling his legs and rubbing her breasts on his thighs.
Awakened to this new experience he was at her tender mercies as she kissed
zigzags up his chest... and to his throat. Grabbing his beard to pull him
forward she kissed him mightily before daintily slipping her tongue into his
waiting and eager mouth. Wrapping their arms about each other she then slid back
and onto his sword. A Joyful Noise escaped her lips before she kissed it away
and sucked on his tongue. Every suck upon it she slid up and down on him. He
tried to groan once before she shushed him with a finger.

"Not a sound you," was all she said before she thrust down hard and kissed him
again.

They moaned into each others mouths... louder and louder. He fell against her
spent but she didn't let him go. She continued to buck on him not releasing it
until it stood on it's own again. She then leaned her head back and he leaned
her back so he could suck at her erect nipples. He timed each tug to a her
downward motion and she let the world know her ecstasy on every thrust. She
clutched his head her breast and rocked there letting him suckle before leaning
back towards him again and hungrily kissing his face. Her volume increased and
he had to clench his eyes and body to keep from climaxing. A Cosmic difficulty
for on her next thrust she bucked into him as hard as she could and he gave it
all in one unplanned delivery as she crooned to the heavens... spasms rocking
her every move.

She then still quivering leans him backwards and grabbing one of his nipples
shakes it when the next quake hits. A little more exits him below and she rolls
off of him only to roll back and kiss him until they are both firmly in
afterglow... before starting all over again.

He had no chance for dark thoughts.


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Hope that didn't come off as boring.

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