Kanda was standing over Asa's limp body on the ground, while Pramba hovered back and forth with concern. Fawn was kneeling next to her brother and lifted his head onto her lap, gently caressing his face and trying to wake him up. He was out like a light, and quite the sticky mess. Someone had attacked him in the night and done something to him, she was sure. Or was this part of his transformation? Was he sloughing off fluid as he took on a new form?
"This is bad," Kanda said, her long tongue flicking the roof on her mouth.
A small cough escaped from Asa's throat, the first sign of life he had shown since they discovered him like this. Fawn softly patted his face and shook him, to no avail.
"Can we do something?!" Fawn begged. "You guys must know what to do, right?"
Pramba shook her head. "We should have sensed an intruder."
"Is he just weak during his transformation?" Fawn continued. "Is this how it normally happens?"
"Not a chance," Kanda replied, squatting down low to examine him. "Let me smell him."
Fawn seemed confused. "Go for it."
Kanda lowered her face and ran her nose across Asa's face and chest, then down his stomach toward his genitals. She inhaled deeply, deciphering between his natural aroma and any foreign scent. Kanda shook her head, obviously disappointed. She seemed to hesitate for some reason.
"Do whatever you have to do," Fawn reassured her, feeling like the devil woman was refraining from something she wanted to do, for her sake maybe.
Kanda nodded and stuck her tongue out, licking Asa's crotch and thighs all over. She was trying to find some primal marker of something, a taste or smell that belonged to someone else, but she was coming up empty. She even boldly licked at Asa's flaccid penis and testicles, sucking him into her mouth and swirling his shaft around in her mouth to draw out every bit of taste. All she found was the familiar pleasantness of Fawn's pussy on him, and of course plenty of seminal fluid still. He was still dripping cum out of his soft cock as it dribbled forth from within him. Kanda savored that taste too, but it didn't answer their questions.
"Anything, Kanda?" Pramba asked eagerly.
Kanda shook her head. "He's delicious, but there's nothing here. Turn him over maybe."
Fawn rolled Asa over and carefully cradled his head in her lap still. Kanda did the same to his back and buttocks now, tasting and smelling him all over for any clues. When she got to his anus, she stopped and carefully smelled it.
"Got something," she said.
"What?" Fawn pressed. "A smell?"
Kanda flicked her tongue out and tasted his hole, then boldly stuck her tongue inside of him and licked his tight passage. It would have been highly sexual in any other setting, but this was purely investigative. Still, a very small whimper escaped Asa's mouth when she did that, though he appeared to be unconscious still. Fawn caressed his head with a worried expression.
"Someone was here," Kanda announced, but she continued tasting his ass unabashedly.
"He was assaulted?" Fawn asked with fear in her voice. She pictured someone pinning her brother to the ground and penetrating him with their horrible, sweaty organ, hurting her previous sibling in the worst way.
"His prostate is still humming," Kanda replied, her face showing confusion. "It must have been one hell of an orgasm."
Fawn looked completely dumbfounded. "What do you mean? He wasn't attacked, then? He just...participated?"
Pramba hovered next to her and patted her shoulder. "Honey, you shouldn't assume the worst."
"Why not?" Fawn retorted, beside herself. "There's no way he was up all night jerking off and making this giant puddle. Even he couldn't cum that much by himself. Why didn't he wake me..."
"He didn't do it by himself," Kanda said, withdrawing her tongue from his butt finally. "Someone was inside of him, probably with fingers. There's no tearing or damage in there. He's resilient though, so that's not a guarantee it was consensual."
"You think he wanted someone to finger his ass?" Fawn asked in disbelief. "He would have asked me to do it then, not some stranger. I would have gladly done that for him, and he knows it."
"I agree that this giant lake of semen points to something else," Kanda replied. "I don't recognize the taste though, and I've tasted a lot of fingers in my time. I can only assume they were fingers, after all. We'll know more when he wakes up."
"When will that be?" Fawn's questions were becoming unreasonable, as no one had the answers to give.
"He'll come around when he's recovered," Pramba reassured her. "If he came that much, he's no doubt exhausted. We might be late to Fontaine at this rate."
"Fuck Fontaine!" Fawn exclaimed, surprising them all. "We're not going anywhere until Asa is all better."
Kanda smirked, appreciating how caring and protective Fawn was for her brother. "He did seem to respond to my tongue just now."
Though it was partially meant in jest, Fawn nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, keep doing that! Make him cum and he'll surely wake up."
Kanda enjoyed that challenge and she lowered her face back down to Asa's butt and inserted her tongue once more into his tight passage. While Fawn gently stroked his head in her lap, Kanda ate his asshole with slow but steady slurps, undulating her tongue up inside of him and making sure to hit his prostate as much as possible. With each pass of her tongue, she gathered more of that foreign taste that she might later recognize or match with something. Asa whimpered again in response to her tongue, giving them all hope that he might wake up soon enough.
"Make sure his cock has space to grow," Pramba suggested, pointing to his growing erection that was dragging on the ground.
Fawn gently lifted one of his legs a bit and reached down to grab his thick penis, stroking it lovingly to help stimulate him. She felt semen dripping from the tip and worked her thumb across his hole softly to encourage more to seep out. Kanda's mouth on his asshole while her tongue fucked him deeply was making short work of him, and he began to moan in his sleep.
"He's gonna be upset that he wasn't awake for this," Fawn quipped with a slight smile.
"I'll do this again for him later, don't worry," Kanda said with a muffled voice.
Fawn felt his cock start to expand and knew it was the precursor to his orgasm. She didn't care about salvaging his semen for her own sustenance right now; he had wasted so much of it anyway last night that this small addition wouldn't exactly deny her much more. If Pramba was right then she could survive for days without his fluid anyway. She felt a kind of hunger for it still, a craving for something that she would liken to thirst, but more spiritual in nature. Eating his cum was part of her higher purpose.
