A Second Chance In Remnant

Silva POV

I look over machines hooked up to Summer's new body, and so far, everything is stable and working like it is supposed to. A couple more weeks of observation, and if nothing changes, I will start the transfer. As for Summer's current body, I managed to keep it stable, but her mind is a worn and tired mess from Salem's experiments on her, so while I should transfer it, she might stay in a coma if I am not careful.

Regardless, things are now a bit easier since I finished translating the old books I found in my journey. Most of it was e.r.o.t.i.ca and smut... MOST OF IT WAS FREAKING E.R.O.T.I.CA AND SMUT!!! I sighed, feeling annoyed, but at least there were a few valuable books like Basic Magic Theory and Advance Magic Mechanics plus Introductory Enchanting, but that's all.

Anyway, thanks to those few books, I got some solid foundation for spells other than elemental magic. I think because magic was a gift from the God of Darkness that it is easier to use it for destructive purposes than for healing or creative uses. I managed to refine further my ability to read minds to get what I want quicker.

As I leave my secret lab, I heard the doorbell ring and went to check it out. When I got to the door and opened it, I saw someone I was not expecting, Tsukiyomi. She gave me a sweet smile that did not reach her eyes and asked.

Tsukiyomi: Silva, are you going to let me in.

I silently moved out of her way and kept my mouth shut before figuring out why she was angry. I call, I keep her updated on how I am doing, and I do visit her, so I have no idea why she is angry. As she came inside with her bags, she stopped and said without looking back at me.

Tsukiyomi: Silva, do you know what day it is?

Crud, aside from the obvious like today's date, I have no clue what she is talking about; I'm screwed, aren't I. I respect any girl privacy who decides to stick with me, so I won't read her mind unless I have to. I took a deep breath and ready myself for the worse, such as putting my foot in my mouth, then said.

Silva: What do you mean, Yomi?

She turned around and walked up to me, then stared me in the eyes. A few moments, she breaks out in a fit of giggles then told me.

Tsukiyomi: I'm just messing with you; neither you nor I am the sentimental type.

I narrowed my eyes at her, which made her chuckle at my expense, and I then sighed, not amused. I then told her.

Silva: If you wanted to move in with me, you could've just told me.

Tsukiyomi: And ruin the surprise, I think not.

After catching up a bit, I showed her to her room and let Tsukiyomi unpack her things. As I went to my room to unwind, I saw Blake standing in front of my door, and when she noticed me, she then asked.

Blake: Silva, can we talk in private?

Blake looked guarded, and I opened the door to my room then gestured to her to come in. I took a seat on my bed and asked Blake.

Silva: Is this about our previous conversation?

She nodded, then took a deep breath and told me.

Blake: Silva, I think that I.

She paused as I waited patiently and then continued.

Blake: I love you.

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What!? That was the last thing I expected her to say to me right now; I mean, I am into her, but I expected it to take time to worm my way into her heart after Adam showed his true self to her. After Adam's steady reveal of his real character of just wanting to hurt humans as they harmed him regardless of who stands in his way, including Faunus. I blinked foolishly at her a few times then asked her.

Silva: Blake, what makes you so sure you love me? I mean, after what you've heard of me and me confirming it, I thought you would see me like Adam in some aspects and give me a wide berth.

Adam and I are alike in some ways when it comes to showing no mercy, but in my case, I didn't hide it, and my reasons for it are different. I do it because I see it as necessary or practical. While Adam does it to make himself feel better and out of spite. Blake smiled at me and told me.

Blake: What you just said is why I think I love you or at least feel more comfortable with you than Adam. You don't hide nor give excuses, and you reflect on yourself. Plus, unlike you, Adam would never admit that you two are similar in any aspect.

I scratched my head and told her, feeling things are going a bit too fast.

Silva: While I want to accept your feelings right now, I can't.

Blake: Why?

I sighed and told her.

Silva: You just, for all intent and purposes, broke up violently with Adam. I helped you, which may cause a suspension bridge effect, making you feel like you love me. If you are insistent on forming a relationship with me, then wait. We got Beacon ahead of us, and after genuinely experiencing life outside of the White Fang, we can talk.

As she opened her mouth to retort, I stopped her and pointed out an important fact.

Silva: Blake, you have not left the castle once since you got here, and even Ilia goes out with Emerald and the girls occasionally.

She closed her mouth, not replying to what I just said, and as she kept quiet, I told her.

Silva: Blake, I care about you, and I want a relationship with you, so I am not rejecting you. I am just telling you to live your life for yourself first, and after a while, if you still feel the same later, we can talk about getting together.

Blake slumped her shoulders and told me with a genuine smile.

Blake: Silva, thank you.

Blake POV

Silva, he, really does care. The thought made me smile and warmed my heart in a way Adam never did. He is right; I never left the castle because I was scared of many things, including getting arrested, the White Fang finding me, and in turn, Adam finding me. For now, I will take his advice to live for myself before getting into a relationship with him, but I think I will still pursue him.

As for his harem, I don't mind, and a few thoughts of experiencing being in a harem does sound like something out of one of my novels. Not that I would admit it openly, but still, it sounds a bit enticing to role-play one of the scenes in my novels with a few others. I shake my head to get it out of the gutter; I will follow Silva's advice for now because he is right.

Silva POV

Well, life certainly keeps me on my toes, and I am pleased that Blake confessed to me. Nonetheless, there are many things I need to tackle first before I can think about just relaxing at home. Right now, Cinder is probably hunting the current Fall Maiden, Amber, while gathering pawns to topple her and drain the Maiden power from her.

Even if I interfere, Cinder won't stop unless I kill her, and I will lay off that for a while because she is ultimately predictable, which makes handling her easier than some backup Maiden; that Salem could set up. For now, I will take a nap because I haven't slept in a while; even with magic recharging me physically and mentally, it is not healthy to not sleep.

I strip out of my clothes, leaving only my boxers on, and close my eyes. I quiet the storm that is my mind and relax as I steady my breathing. Darkness takes my mind, and I forget the waking world.

( Hours later)

I feel myself getting groggy from suddenly waking up for some reason. I force myself out of bed and rubbed my eyes to clear them. As I get up, I heard a familiar voice say.

Recognizing Emerald's voice, I asked her.

Silva: What time is it, Em?

She told me with a relaxed tone.

Emerald: Just a bit past sunset.

When my eyes finally focused, I saw a pleasant sight. Emerald was in silky green lingerie that left nothing to the imagination; some slits displayed her n.i.p.p.l.es and v.a.g.i.n.a. She also wore a frilly green choker along with fingerless gloves that covered her arms and white stockings. I felt my throat dry looking at her, and I quickly pinched myself to see if I was dreaming.

Felt the pain from my pinch and realized that I am not dreaming, and Emerald then said.

Emerald: No, you not dreaming, nor am I using my semblance on you to mess with you.

She blushed under my gaze and asked me.

Emerald: Like what you see?

Emerald: You can touch me if you want.

I asked her before pouncing on her.

Silva: Em, are you sure you want to escalate our relationship like this?

She gave me a stiff nod, and I pulled her into my embrace and told her.

Silva: Emerald, I love you.

She nestled closer to me and replied.

Emerald: Took you long enough, jerk.

I moved my hands to her b.r.e.a.s.ts and placed my fingers atop her cherries, then started to generate vibrations. I kneaded her b.r.e.a.s.t as I attacked her n.i.p.p.l.es and her panting became heavier as I assaulted her. I then changed our position with me on top of her, and I leaned towards her to kiss her.

As I felt my member harden and get hotter, Emerald wrapped her arms around my neck as we kissed. We parted, leaving a trail of saliva from our exchange. Emerald then reached for my c.o.c.k and gave me a light handjob as I continued to p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e her. I switched from her b.r.e.a.s.ts to her p.u.s.s.y and felt how wet she is.

I placed my thumb on her c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s and vibrated my thumb as my fingers enter her secret garden. I sent waves of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e to Emerald through her v.a.g.i.n.a, and I made her climax first. I removed my boxers and asked Emerald as my iron rod hovered her exposed gate.

Silva: Are you ready, Em?

She replied in a slight daze.

Emerald: Yes.

I pierced her slowly as she winced as I broke through her h.y.m.e.n, and after a fully entered her, I waited until she gave me the okay to move. She said as she panted.

Emerald: You *pant* feel so *pant* hot in me!

After a few minutes, I started to move as she no longer looked in pain. As I began to pump gently into her, she told me.

Emerald: You don't have to hold back for me.

I looked at her and asked.

Silva: Are you sure because I can get pretty rough when I want to?

She nodded, and I picked up the pace, steadily increasing it as I get rougher with her. She soon started to let out sweet m.o.a.ns of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e after a few minutes. I changed our position again and took her behind while grabbing her h.i.p.s. She climaxed once more, and she started to talk dirty to me.

Emerald: HARDER SILVA, MAKE ME YOURS! TURN ME INTO YOUR PERSONAL PLAYTHING!

It threw me off for a second as she is the first girl I have been with to talk dirty to me, but I don't mind. As I rammed into her fiercely, I blew my first load into her. I pulled out of her seeing my s.p.e.r.m leak out of her filled me with satisfaction.

I pulled her towards me and told her.

Silva: You wanted me to be rough with you, remember.

Before she could say anything, I made her bend down and s.u.c.k.e.d my c.o.c.k. After a moment, she got the message and started to clean my c.o.c.k with her mouth enthusiastically. I didn't leave her alone and played with her freshly creamed hole. I blew another load into her mouth and told her.

Silva: Swallow it.

Emerald complied but coughed a bit as my s.p.e.r.m did not go down easily. I laid down on my back with my spear pointed upwards and gently gestured Emerald to get on top of me. She started to move on her own as she pumped herself against me. I grabbed her b.r.e.a.s.ts again as she moved her h.i.p.s and massaged them.

Not long, I released another load into her as she collapsed atop me, climaxed with me. As she panted tiredly, I pulled the cover over us and called it a night. What Emerald wasn't aware of was that we had an audience watching us; it was Blake and Tsukiyomi. I guess Blake might have a voyeur fetish now, and I am a little surprised that Tsukiyomi did not join in on the fun.

Well, whatever, I have no problems giving them a show, but I better let Emerald know in the morning. Emerald snuggled close to me, ready for sleep, and I soon joined her in dreamland.