United To Destroy Evil

Chapter 194: United To Destroy Evil

Dramatically falling into the air, still linked together because of the bull's dick, which was anchored deep into her pussy. 

The Minotaur wrapped his arms around the waist of his precious Witch Queen as they were both falling down to their death.

"I got you!" Junk shouted at her as he tried protecting her.

"Sure. But who got you?" she asked him back. The bull looked over his shoulder and realized that she had just made a great point. There was absolutely no one behind him that could help him or two break up this fall. He looked over his shoulder with the intention of seeing if April was still down there on the ground. But she wasn't. She was gone. He couldn't find her. His plan was to have April somehow help them break up the fall with one of her useful Spring protective spells. Looked like it wasn't going to be the case. They had to think of something. He had to think of something else to save himself and September. He didn't exactly know what yet.

"Good point. I guess we have no other choice," he told her.

"What do you mean by that?" she demanded of him.

"This…" And then, instead of directly or properly replying to him, he savagely pulled on her and pushed her as close and as tight as possible against his chest. "... I am going to serve as a shield for you. Everything is going to be okay…" he promised her as her big and naked tits were hugging his chest. It felt great. It felt amazing for both him and her. She immediately understood what was happening and that he meant that he was going to try to go ahead and sacrifice himself. Sacrificing himself for the greater good of the Witch Queen.

"No! Wait! There must be another way! I will summon my flying broomstick and then‒" she meant to stop him, but couldn't.

"‒We both know that there is no time for this. It's already over," he said to her, interrupting her as he held her tighter to make sure he was going to be protecting her as they crashed. But this didn't stop her from still attempting to summon her flying broomstick. To her, it wasn't too late, even though it really was. She had the time to snap her fingers. 

Then, poof! 

Her broomstick appeared in the palm of her right hand. She was about to go ahead and take the two of them for a flight, but it was too late. Thud! The two of them crashed on the road. The Minotaur was still holding her as this happened. She was safe. Junk took the hit. He took all the damage as they crash-landed on his back. 

During the crash, September accidentally lost her flying broomstick. It came right out of her hand and rolled away from them. There was a certain silence in the air after they crashed. No one spoke. No one moved. No one did anything. Everyone appeared to be unconscious… Until September eventually woke up to cough out the dust she now had in her mouth and in her throat. She rolled on her side. Away from the Minotaur, who was still unconscious. She kept coughing for a long amount of time until she got a hold of herself.

"Junk… Junk. We made it. We are still alive. Junk?" Not hearing anything from him, she looked to her right to check on him. His eyes were still shut. He didn't move at all. Was he breathing? She couldn't tell. Her vision was too foggy because of the crash, and all the dust lingering around in the air was troubling her vision to say the least. It was horrible. But the only thing she knew for a fact so far was that he wasn't moving. "Junk? Do you hear me? Junk?" 

The dust eventually settled, and she could see a bit better. He didn't look like he was breathing. She held onto him. She touched his chest. His heart wasn't beating either. This was bad. This was horrible. She immediately panicked and since September wasn't a witch who could, she rushed herself to do the first thing she thought of doing: Attempting to give him oxygen by providing him some through his mouth. So, she opened his mouth and pumped air into his lungs with the help of a seducing and torrid kiss. 

Now, this kiss wasn't meant to be seducing or torrid at all, but the image of September kissing her demon knight in order to save his life was arousing nonetheless. It would definitely be arousing to him if he saw this. But sadly, he couldn't. She kept pumping more and more oxygen through his mouth, but she wasn't able to get him to breathe again, unfortunately, which made her panic even more. But she never stopped. At one point, she took two seconds to hit his chest in sheer frustration, the left side of it, where his heart was, in the hope to wake his heart up or something. It didn't work. So, she soon went back to pumping more oxygen through his mouth by kissing him. Time and time again.

Come on, Junk. Don't leave me like this. You can still be of use. You can still continue to serve me as my demon knight. Keep fighting. I don't want to have to replace you like this. Not after everything we did together. Minotaurs are much too rare to find. Come on. Wake up. Wake up, for God's sake! She thought, as she still continued to try to get him to breathe again, so he wouldn't die. He had to regain consciousness. She wouldn't give up like this on her demon knight. 

"Please… I still need to fight for me, Junk…" she said out loud, pausing for a second as she took her breath back for a bit.

"April? Where are you, April? I need you!" September shouted as loud as she could. She was so desperate, she almost cried. Then, up in the sky, she could see electric fragments of the lightning chains, which held her hostage earlier. The fragments were beautiful and small balls of lightning, announcing the defeat of Lord Monsoon. Then, after observing this phenomenon for a while, she soon went back to hitting the Minotaur's chest, over and over again…

"Wake up! Wake up, you fucker!" she shouted at the unconscious beast.