Moxxi was practically bouncing off the walls with how excitement. The time had finally arrived to start the party to end all parties! Or at least the best she could manage, with the mansion's limited inhabitants. As such, she directed everyone below to the wound in the wall, which had been festering long since Shadow Scythe made her escape.

"Gotta be close in proximity for wot I 'ave in Chinese Blind," she explained with a coy wink.

The imp's magenta eyes trailed over everyone present. There was still a bit of hesitation in some of their eyes. Nothing a few love taps and some aphrodisiac smoke couldn't fix by stirring up their libidos. Everyone started to pair up within moments, with Midnight, Cerise, and Moonlight huddled close together. Likewise, the twins draped on Dion while Oona took Beatrix's hand.

Lastly came Esmeralda and Camellia, the elusive lesbian couple adorned by luxurious dresses that would soon be discarded. "Sex lacks a certain touch with a bit of blood," said Esmeralda in her posh voice between titters. "But since I doubt anyone here has a hymen to break-"

The porcelain-masked Camellia at her side answered, "You are mine, love," her pallid hand fiercely cupped around her lover's chin as she pressed her fellow thestral into a kiss. She surrendered to the taller woman's mouth, their tongues intertwined within their snouts.

"I'm...not sure I've ever done this before," reminded Kitsune. She and her sister's pasts were a blur, their memories before their indoctrination wiped by their syndicate controllers.

Wispy Willow wrapped her twin nekomata tails around Moxxi's venus flytrap and said, "You won't know until you try, sis! Maybe you'll love it! I know I sure as hell will~!"

The vixen shook her head. "I barely feel any...physical pleasure, so I doubt I'll be of much use here. However, I want to help heal the manor's rift, if I may. To that end, make use of me." She undid her clothes and let them pool at her clawed feet, then undid her bra and stepped out of her panties. She carried herself with a certain elegance that had a subtle sensuality.

"What you need is a partner," suggested the nekomata. "Has to be someone who wants a turn..."

"Allow me," said Ebony Ivory as the zebra huntress discarded her own clothes on her approach.

"Aww," pouted Wispy. "That doesn't mean I want to be left out!"

"C'mere, pussywillows~!" Moxxi chimed in as she pounced on the tigress with a laugh. Around them, the wounded wall throbbed and shimmered while it started to draw in more of the lustful releases. Gradually, it resealed itself thanks to the lusty demon's help while Bellatrix observed the scenario. "Never took ya for a cuckquean," teased the imp to the denuded succubus. "Ya gonna keep spectatin' loike a layman, or ya gonna be part of the sha, lov?"

"Pft! Hardly," replied Bellatrix. "I simply want to be certain this doesn't spiral out of control." She'd seen the imp's work firsthand and worried they could tear the manor apart.

"L take," the imp chirped. "Posh n Becks feels better when everythin' goes topsy turvy~!"

Yet more clothes were removed and tossed aside into piles. A glow from the wall hole brightened, skin aglow as holes were filled, and the slap of flesh-on-flesh echoed throughout. The pink miasma suffused the atmosphere, their eyes hazy when they breathed it in.

Soon, moans filled the air, the lovers in a trance-like state. They swam through an erotic dream induced by the imp's smoke, lost in the pleasures of the flesh. Unable to sate herself directly, lest she lose sublimation, Bellatrix instead explored herself with the spade of her tail. She dragged it across her inflamed pussy lips, which left a slick trail that dripped from her needy slit.

Her memories returned to a dream where she mated with the Fallen One, Zeloph, and she ran her palms across her heavy breasts. She tweaked her perky nipples with a subdued shudder.

She took them all in. Dion was sandwiched between the twins, where Foal-Bearer straddled his face and Wet Nurse his hips. A similar scenario played out with Midnight, as Moonlight sat on his snout, eaten out while Cerise cheerily rode the insatiable hyper-stallion. A soft coo arose from Kitsune whenever Ebony felt her up, kissed her, and tenderly masturbated her. This contrasted Moxxi and Wispy, who wildly went all-out as the pair scissored their partner.

Oona pressed Beatrix to a wall as their snouts met in a wet pop. Their breasts mashed, hands left to wander carelessly, where time ceased to carry meaning. All they had was the moment, which stretched out for carefree hours as the released energies healed the wound, the interior an endless chorus of moans and wet slaps.

Gradually, the fissure started to close over, like a scab that hardened. Groans escaped the manor walls, thankful for the relief from pain, which Bellatrix felt when her clawed hand stroked over her heart. "It's working," mused Esmeralda as she devoured her partner's bulbous, pale breasts, the veins visible beneath the masked vampire's milky tits, topped by wide, soft pink areola.

"Indeed," crooned Camellia, like her lover nude, save for her teardrop-marked mask. "Our lovely old home. The Womb of Conception, where our sire Dhullex Faustus was once housed, and we battled villains like Penny Dreadful and Professor Kilroy." She ran her smooth palms over her petite lover's supine body while they ruminated.

"Almost...there," hissed Bellatrix between clenched teeth as she stroked herself faster. Wet squelches filled the air. Her tail perked, her clawed toes curled as she moaned and hissed.

Moxxi took this moment to snap with her claws. Everyone climaxed at once.

Cum exploded across well-bred mares, which squirted over their lovers, slapped by rope after rope of thick, viscous seed that painted them from head to toe. Shrieks of ecstasy echoed about, bodies shaken while everybody was forced to ride out their releases to exhaustion.

Beatrix strained to catch her breath and huffed, "What a wild ride! Thanks, Moxxi!"

Oona's ear twitched at the suctioning sound as the manor's wound had wholly scabbed over. "Ahh, good. Not a single tear is visible. What a relief!"

Kitsune panted and whispered, "I came a little. It's probably the best I can hope for."

"Told you," said Wispy with a smirk, her striped fur matted as she heaved. "So, what now?"

"Guess this means we can all return home," surmised Ebony as everyone collected themselves. "My tribe must miss me."

"I'm not sure we're ready," confessed Kitsune between heated breaths, her nine fox tails fluffed up. "I need time to think. And recover."

"You're all free to stay," assured Bellatrix. "Think of this as your home away from home." As much as she preferred solitude, the succubus felt comforted to know people were nearby.

There were scabs over the wound Shadow Scythe once made, proof it would fully recover in time, albeit with a scar left behind. Groans of appreciation rose from the beast's belly.

Eventually, everyone bathed and started to return to their rooms. Bellatrix rubbed her heart and felt a certain wholeness, a reminder that she and the mansion were practically one entity while fused.

The eldritch abomination was her home, and she was sworn to help feed and protect it. With a bemused smile, she vanished into the darkness.

Author's Note

I'm sorry this short epilogue took forever, my collab partner and I have been busy with various Lightendark projects like these! Thank you to everyone that read this!