"It's hot out here..." Nikita said as she walked, sweat rolling down her face as the sun beamed through the trees high above.
The ink she got from Siv had healed a few days ago. The blue-haired girl had assumed Mat to be dead as well, so she hadn't asked Siv about him at all. Instead, she would randomly surprise the red-head with a few humans the two could playfully dispatch together. Sometimes they'd toss a bug on the ground and watch it scurry about before snuffing it into paste, other times they would work together to torture it... Crushing limbs with their thumbs, tossing it in their ash tray and flicking the ashes down on it... There were so many ways to kill them.
"It'll be worth it, I promise." Siv said with a smile as they continued along the footpath. She looked up and around as though she were on the hunt for a landmark, which confused Nikki.
"What are you looking for?" Nikita asked, stopping to sit down on a rather large and flat rock nearby.
"Shh..." Siv replied, before ducking slightly. The buzz of wings slid by the two as Siv let out a light giggle... Whatever it was, was gone in a flash. "Hey Aria, I have something interesting for you to see."
"Who's Aria?" Nikki asked, looking up to Siv. Normally the artist towered over her simply standing next to each other, but from this angle she looked like a giant. It brought a smirk to her face, wondering if that's how the humans must feel...
"A friend..." Siv replied. Just as she did, Nikki felt something on her shoulder. Immediately she jerked away, going to bat at it with her hand out of shock but she missed by a mile. Aria's wings fluttered, the little Fae taking off in time to avoid the strike easily.
Aria didn't respond negatively to the swat. In fact, she laughed. She buzzed out in front of Nikki and hovered there for a moment, her tiny green wings fluttering in the air as she tilted her little head to the side. She wasn't much bigger than Mathew, but her race was treated infinitely better. If you were small and had wings, you were protected. It was a horrible taboo - almost akin to murder - to kill a Fae. When Nikki saw what she was actually swinging at, she covered her mouth in shock.
"By the gods, i'm so sorry..." Nikki squeaked, her eyes wide.
"You missed, Slowpoke... You're a little short to be Elven aren't you?" Aria teased, getting a chuckle from Nikki.
"And a Fae is probably the only thing that can get away with that..." Siv chuckled, taking a seat next to Nikita. However, instead of being on the rock, she was on the ground. "Ready to see what I have?"
"Is it shiny?" Aria asked, buzzing over to take a look at the pouch she had. Siv pulled Mathew out by his hair gently, watching him wiggle as he tried to hold onto his little locks to keep them from ripping out. He was bruised up and beaten, but overall in decent condition. It had been almost a month since Siv had him and she spent a long time playing with him. When he wasn't in use, he was a slipper-pet... Being walked on all day was taxing on the body. He couldn't speak though - Siv had made a cute little gag for him of a tiny rubber ball and black string. He was ripe for the torture.
"You haven't killed him yet?" Nikki said, slightly shocked as she leaned back on the rock a bit.
"And end the fun? This thing willingly licks my feet, of course he's still alive. Besides, he's not mine to kill anyway..."
"A human?" Aria said quizzically as she buzzed over to him, immediately inspecting him. She ran her fingers down his abdomen, watching him squirm a bit at her touch before getting a bit of an idea in her little sadistic brain. She was a classic, mischievous little Fae after all... It was in her blood to torture humans. She got nose-to-nose with him, her eyes locked on his. "No... You aren't a human, not at all. You look like one, but you're only spirit. Maybe you were, but you're not now. How many times have you died, little one?"
"His name's Vie. You should get to know him a bit... He likes feet, and I know you Fae aren't a fan of socks so I bet your little tootsies are roasting in those moccasins of yours." Siv said with a smirk before tossing Mat's little body onto the rock behind Nikita. He landed on his back, too weak to lift himself up from the constant attention he had been getting. His body ached, his mind numb... The infinite pleasure he had experienced at Siv's mercy was more than overwhelming.
Aria fluttered over to Mat where he lay, quickly taking off her footwear and setting it aside as the two girls got comfortable to watch. Nikita slid off the rock and sat next to Siv with a smile on her face, untying her laces as she looked over to her friend next to her who had leaned back to watch the Fae's show. The blue-haired Elven girl set her shoes and socks aside, kicking her feet up onto the rock as she felt the wind brush across her sweat-soaked skin.
"Think any of them lived?" Nikki asked curiously, flexing her toes a bit. There were little red splatters all across her foot... Some didn't have bodies attached, while others did. Nikita had bought a dozen micro-humans from the store on the way out to see her, knowing that her friend would love to kill a few today.
"Not in this heat... If they didn't die from being crushed, heatstroke got em'." Siv replied as she tugged her own boots off, setting them aside. She kicked her feet up on the rock next to Nikita's, parting them just enough so that she could see Aria hovering over Mat... Each girl had humans speckled on their feet - Nikita had seven kills, while Siv had five. The red-head wanted Nikki to wear more than her today, even though it was a gift.
Aria's wings fluttered as she hovered over Mat's face, her toes dancing over his nose as she began to flutter around in circles. She looked like a little ballerina focused on her art, her wings fluttering to keep her in the air as she flew in circles. Nikita chuckled as she watched, [REDACTED] as she danced over his face. Mat was in his own little heaven as he watched the underside of the Fae's soles twirl and flex over him. They were touching the tip of his nose, flicking it every so often with a move. The smell was thick and well circulated around his tiny body. He had no choice but to smell them as well; Siv made sure of that.
Then, she hopped onto his chest.
The air burst from his little lungs as her full weight landed on him. Her wings kept her balanced well as the tip of her left foot's toes gently touched to his bellybutton. She did a spin, though this time she didn't hold back. Her wings didn't take any of the pressure off of him, they simply gave her better balance for her dance as she fluttered in circles. Her long braided ponytails flying behind her as she danced. After a few moves she stepped back onto his face, her heel on his chin as she bowed her body forward in a graceful way. She kept her toes in the air, high enough that his nose was not obscured nor was his vision. He could see every bead of sweat, every speck of dust and dirt, and every ridge of her skin's print... All clear as day.
Then she resumed. Siv leaned back, flexing her toes and closing her eyes as she imagined the deaths she had been part of today. The people in her socks, and even better - those that had perished in Nikita's. When she first met Nikki a few years ago, the little Elf was against harming the little creatures. Not that she was an extremist by any means, she simply didn't partake in it recreationally like Siv did. Now she was a killing machine, and she found that sort of switch somewhat... Attractive. Especially with Nikita's short and thin stature.
Nikki watched the dance, taking note of all the new bruises as the Fae used the little human tortuously. His arms and legs had been spread out in the shape of an X on the rock and were held there simply by the Fae's will. After a few minutes of the dance, she hopped back into the air... [REDACTED]. She continued her dance, [REDACTED]. It wasn't with full weight like before, she was simply lower than normal. Mat whimpered through the gag, looking up to her as she abused his tiny body.
Nikita giggled a bit as she watched, glancing back over to Siv who had leaned back and closed her eyes. She was simply enjoying the moment... It was all arousing to her, but she controlled the pleasure very well. She bit her lower lip slightly as Nikki watched her, the attention taken off of the tiny dancer for the moment as the Fae trampled Mat's chest once more. Nikita wasn't a bad person by nature, she didn't take pleasure in torturing and killing humans. In truth, she did it to impress Siv... As the wind blew gently through the trees above playing with the rays of light across the red-head's face, Nikki found she couldn't really look away.
Mat whimpered through the gag as he felt Aria's toes stepping back [REDACTED], her arms in the air as she continued her assault... She had planned to dance until he was dead once more, to test his actual resilience.