The Tower

Eto

Her host had been cordial. The task he'd give Algori Tree wasn't complicated. Stopping the construction of a tower shouldn't have been difficult. Ghoul attacks had already scared off most construction workers. But still the tower kept rising. New workers were flown in from other countries. Guards were posted and armed with guns capable of hurting weaker ghouls. Still a black tower stood well over forty stories tall and it grew taller every day.

"It is inevitable that you would fail. When Jack wants something, he gets it." The words were pleasantly bitter to her ears. If only she didn't share the feeling.

A smile graced her lips despite the failure. "Why didn't you hire us to kill him? Jason would have loved to play with him." Eto said. She shook her head. Rich humans always wanted things done their way. All that money seemed to go to their heads. Even now she couldn't smell a trace of fear from him directed towards her. If he didn't pay her soon he'd know fear.

Eto's phone beeped signally the transaction had been successful. That was too bad, killing this old guy might have been fun. Still, something was bothering her. Why did the tower feel dangerous?

She turned her eyes to the musing old man sitting in an old oaken chair. A full glass of scotch rested lazily in his hand while he glared at the tower. Clearly, he felt it as an insult. But she doubted it was someone saying my dick is bigger than yours. That would be too simple.

Eto wanted more information.

"I have another job for you." She raised an eyebrow.

"We won't attack the tower again. I'm sure but the CCG are crawling all over it. We already have what we need from you." Eto said.

Ebenezer's scotch shattered on his expensive carpet. Glass shards glittered in the low lamp light as the old man's heavy breathing filled the room.

"I want you to attack the Tsukiyama group. They're the money behind the tower. Without them it can't be built." Eto grinned under her bandages.

"Are you sure you can afford that? You've already paid us so much for the last job. I'm sure the Tsukiyama group will be jumping over themselves to out bid you." Eto said. She wanted to see how much this old man was willing to pay. Algori had all the money they needed already. Starting a war with the Tsukiyama group when they were about to fight the CCG would waste their strength.

Eto turned to the tower and walked towards it. "Big black and bold but I have no idea what it does. What is the purpose of such an eyesore?" Eto asked.

"It has the potential to infinitely extract energy from cancer cells. That is all I was able to discover." Ebenezer said.

Eto scoffed at the mundane purpose for such an imposing building. "I don't have stock in utilities, why should I care?" Eto said.

Ebenezer shook his head. "You don't understand. It isn't for the people, it's to power a weapon." That got her attention.

"What kind of weapon?"

Jack

Over the years he gathered resources from various crops. Sometimes he took a little stock, hard assets, and cash here and there. Add a few chests of gold from exploring the sea floor and his finance had slowly become a force all their own. The gold helped the most. Good old inflation resistant shiny metal went a long way. Tsukiyama was all too happy to help him begin the building process.

After feeling the steady qi flow from the Frankensteins a plan began forming. Over the next few weeks, he planned it out and gave Tsukiyama a call. There were many problems of course but for that he hired the solutions. Scientists, doctors, and engineers fresh out of Kamii University were easy pickings.

If one Frankenstein could generate the equivalent qi as 1/1000th of a ripe qi fruit, then what could 100 story towers produce? Necromantic creations required life to function. He could have used the residents of the city but there was a work around. There was already an immortal type of organism he could work with. Cancer could be sustained outside a body.

To that end he used Tsukiyama's connections to acquire truck loads of tumors.

Bones were purchased from ghouls, gathered from slaughterhouses, and dug from graves. Once gathered they were broken down and infused with the black. After the infusion process, they were mixed with glue and used instead of steel in the tower.

At 40 stories and incomplete the tower was worth three crops. Rotating groups of workers insured the tower was constantly climbing higher. Once finished, he'd run electricity through the tower and increase the power output further. He felt the bones lengthening and reaching for the heavens. Long white roots wiggled through the concrete holding the tower in place. Qi filled him from the tower at a constant rate each day spent here slowly restored his strength.

"Are you done?" Rize said.

Jack turned around and smiled. This place filled him with a lot of power. Once finished he'd recover quickly back to the core realm. Still, he couldn't break to a new stage with the tower. It sustained him but that was it. He needed the explosive power of a harvest to reach higher.

"For now, I thought you were on a date with Kaneki Ken?" Jack asked.

"That isn't until tomorrow. Tonight, is our time, won't you at least walk me home. I heard there were ghoul attacks where I lived." Rize said.

Jack let a worried expression appear on his face. "Don't worry, I'll walk you home and make sure nothing happens to you." Jack said.

"Something has been bothering me for a long time. Why did you put it in front of Ebenezer's study?" Rize asked.

"I wanted him to know that he wasn't safe. Too many of his yield have survived and they've become comfortable. This is a reminder; never relax. I'm sure he'll find a new room in that giant house of his." Jack said.

Rize hummed to herself. "I think we should do something special to commemorate waving your giant dick in front of Ebenezer's window." Rize said.

Jack had known Rize for a few months now. She was a crazy bitch, a honey trap and an avid reader. He could say with confidence that she also loved freedom. It wasn't what he expected to draw him in. She had been made to endure a type of bondage and thirsted for freedom because of it. With her freedom came a hunger that couldn't be sated. Humans and ghouls alike fell to her cravings. She was dangerous, sometimes crazy, and very hot.

"When I leave this world, will you come with me?" Jack asked.

Instead of saying anything, she unlocked the door to her apartment. He looked around seeing a glasses case at her bedside, wallets made a pile on kitchen table, and a dedicated bookshelf held many Takatsuki Sen novels held a place of glory. Jack raised an eyebrow at the bloody clothes piled on the floor. "Oh, don't worry I never kill in my apartment. I have no idea how to get blood out of carpet." Rize said.

"You'd make a poor housewife then. I'm Touka knows all about getting blood out carpet." Jack said.

Rize glowered at him. "I'm sure she does. Why don't you ask her to come with you then?" Rize said and crossed her arms. Jack wrapped her up in his arms and pulled her to his chest.

"I could, but could you imagine how boring that would be. I'm sure she'd stealth kill a few humans in the next world and I'd never have to deal with anything. How boring would that be?" Jack asked.

She rubbed his face while her manicured nails shined in the light. "You poor thing, you'd be bored to tears." Jack leaned in and felt Rize's soft lips press against his. She bit his lower lip and dragged him like a hungry tiger to her den. He followed falling on her bed. The two rolled over flinging clothes off.

Lemon

Lucious purple hair framed her face as he kissed her. Red lips stick smacked against his lips while his left hand moved to send some shadows to unsnap her bra. She tugged at the lip of her dress before tossing the garment off. Her eyes twinkled in the low light changing to a red and black kakugan. Her bra came off revealing perfect breasts with delicate nipples.

Jack shot up and bit down on one. Rize moaned while he grabbed her sexy ass. Her black lace panties refused to come off, so she ripped them. The fabric tore away, and she drove her hips down rubbing her lips on his growing bulge. Rize's soft pussy lips dribbled with honey threatening to swallow his manhood before shadowy blades took care of the problem. Small cuts lined his dress pants before a yank by shadowy hands absconded with the old tweed.

Free from all restraints his dick sandwiched between Rize's lips as the glutton fed a different hunger. The tight gripping flower beneath her lips slid up and down his shaft its pink petals tugged at him trying to pull him inside. She stared down at him while she worked his member preparing for entry.

His heart hammered away as he strained to hold it in his balls. Rize was hitting all the right buttons and Jack was a tad inexperienced. Sex wasn't one of his interests before Rize. Most of the time he could only think about hunger. This was a change and not a bad one. Resisting the urge to fill her up took all of his control.

Jack grabbed her other cheek. The desire had gotten to him. He needed in her pussy and he needed it now. Rize gasped as he pushed her up then aligned himself for the plunge. With a mighty tug he pulled her down inch after inch down to the base. She was tighter than anything he'd experienced before. There were moments when he thought she couldn't take anymore, and she stretched to accommodate him. He stared down to see blood at the base of his cock.

Rize gasped and closed her eyes. "That is more than I expected for my first time." Jack pushed the rest of the way pushing his base inside.

"Are you ok to keep going?" Rize opened one eye.

"Would you stop if I said no?" Jack pounded hard into her. A moan escaped her lips as he picked up the pace. Jack pounded hard into her stretching her ghoul pussy and marveling at how it tightened back. Every thrust was met by Rize's prodigious regeneration.

He pounded hard into her even as she gripped him and targeted his head. Every thrust was a search for any weaknesses. Rize's liked to jump. When he found a spot that made her moan her pussy shifted and attacked his mushroom without mercy. Once he grew used to the movement and rhythm, she swapped it up. Rize rose and slammed her ass hard on him.

From the gentle sucking pink petals of her entrance to the black hole level pressures of her core Kegel muscles she worked his dick. He had time to aim for her g-spot and hit it a few times but Rize smelled blood. She pounded him up and down without mercy. He hit in the right places and sucking her tits slowed her down but there could be only one winner.

Jack had a plan. He listened to the black and prepared a plot. From her shadow rose a weapon of devastation. It floated in rhythm slick with their mixed juices. Right when he saw the kill in her eyes he pounced. A dildo made of shadows struck out and slipped passed her back door. The second it made entry it pushed her g-spot hard against his dick.

This was it the chance he'd waited for. Jack hammered into her pounding her g-spot with everything he had. She wrapped her arms around him and her legs spasmed. He shot out inside her with all the force he could muster. Jack painted her insides white with all the force he could muster.

End Lemon