Twenty-fifth Encounter

“Oh good, we can rest here a while. Hopefully they won’t be able to enter while we’re here.” (Ichigo)

“What’s going on?” (me) Ichigo returned, and he’s got a total of five companions this time.

“The king sent an extermination squad! He’s determined to end you by destroying this dungeon!” (Ichigo)

“Damn fake priest is telling the king lies!” (Emmara)

“He has the holy aura! How? How can such a blasphemer have the holy aura?” (man 1)

“I wish I knew.” (Emmara)

“I’m sorry. I can’t protect you here. Sam, Lily, all I can do is wish you luck. We fought them once, so far, and had to retreat. We should be able to fight again after some rest, but if we leave by losing to you, we’ll be sent back to the entrance. If we win against you, we get sent to the next room. Either way, we can’t actually stop them from entering here anymore. We failed. I’m sorry.” (Ichigo)

“Well, as long as you can stop them from destroying the dungeon, I should be fine, right? Will the life pledge save Sam?” (me)

“According to legend, as long as the one I’ve pledged myself to lives, I should revive.” (Sam)

“I really hope you’re right, Sam.” (me)

“I hope you’re right too.” (Ichigo)

*Boom!* Suddenly the doors swung open loudly.

“What?! How?” (man 2)

“Ready up! They’re here!” (Ichigo)

“Did you think you’d be safe in here, Hero?” (fake priest?) The first man to walk in sure looked like he was trying to pass as a pope or something. White robes with gold trim, and a big tall white hat with gold trim. Light almost seemed to radiate from him.

“Stay back, Sam. I’m going to fight.” (me)

“Kill the blasphemers!” (fake priest?)

I joined the hero on the front lines of the fight, and learned that having a priest supporting me with healing and buffs really helps!

“This is going better than I thought it would.” (Ichigo)

“What is this?! You fight alongside monsters, Hero? You are clearly a scourge sent by the dark god! A fake!” (fake priest?)

The healing meant that even as I lost tendrils from attacks, they’d just grow back. I was practically unstoppable! What a rush!

“Damn it! Retreat!” (fake priest?)

Since Ichigo did not pursue them as they left, I stayed behind as well.

“Thank you, Lily. I don’t think we would’ve done so well without your help.” (Ichigo)

“Yeah, perhaps god answered our prayers. It should normally be impossible to enter a boss room while another group is inside.” (Emmara)

I decided to try approaching the door since it was still open. “Drat, still can’t leave.” (me)

“Lily, come, let me tend your wounds in the bath.” (Emmara)

“Huh? I’m not wounded anymore.” (me)

“Just come. I need to tend to you, and make sure you are really alright.” (Emmara)

“Okay.” (me)

As soon as we got into the bath together, she was on top of me, kissing me.

“Mmm, a-are you okay?” (me)

“Y-yes, I-I’m fine. I… I…” (Emmara) she began to back off a little. “Sorry, I got carried away. You have eggs, right?” 

“Yeah, I’ve already filled up a little with more of them, though I don’t want to egg myself again after giving birth to a ball of dicks.” (me)

“I want you to egg me.” (Emmara)

“What? Why?” (me)

“I believe we can make use of monsters if we do things right. That fake priest is trying to take over the country. We need an army. A few monsters might be able to help.” (Emmara)

“That doesn’t explain your sudden enthusiasm for intimacy with me.” (me)

“Well… I’m a priest, and I’ve always believed I needed to stay chaste and celibate until I find a husband. When I finally decided I’d choose you… I may have gotten overly worked up thinking about it.” (Emmara)

“Are… are you proposing to me? You know I’m not monogamous. You know I already have Sam.” (me)

“Oh, right, I really should ask Sam if he’s okay with me too.” (Emmara) and she suddenly rushed out, still naked, to (presumably) get Sam.

“Uh, what’s this about? Why do you need me?” (Sam)

“I think Emmara is asking to be my wife.” (me)

“Yes. I might not be able to stay, but I take relationships seriously. I want Lily’s children. I want to try and unite all forces we have to defend ourselves against the fake priest. His name is Mason. I’ve always believed I should save myself for just one person, and I choose Lily. Since you are with her, I want your permission as well as hers.” (Emmara)

“Uh, I guess I’m okay with that. Does this mean you aren’t interested in me?” (Sam)

“Um, well, I’ll have to think about that. I’d always assumed I’d have one husband and it’d be simple. I haven’t really thought about what it means to take a partner like Lily. I know I won’t be her only partner.” (Emmara)

“Yeah, I kinda pledged myself to her, expecting to just sorta be a side fling. So, I’m happy if she’s happy, and I’m already getting a way better relationship than I originally expected. She’s a much better lover than I thought I’d ever have.” (Sam)

“I’m right here.” (me)

“Yes, I know, and I know you love hearing me say that.” (Sam) He’s right. I don’t know if it shows, but I feel like I’m probably blushing. “I also know you well enough to know you’re happy to accept Emmara’s love and desire.” He’s right about that too.

“H-how do you know?” (me)

“I know, because I’ve seen how fucking easy you are, Lily. You’ll start falling in love with anyone that shows you even a little affection. It’s why you’re so damn happy every time someone asks to fuck.” (Sam) How do you know me so well, Sam? It feels like you know me better than I know myself! I don’t think I can blush any harder than this.

“Go on, Emmara. Indulge your fantasies with her. She’ll love you. She likely already does.” (Sam)

Emmara pounced on me again. This time I fully embraced her affectionate kisses and roaming hands, and got a little exploratory too. I learned my ovipositor can’t fit as far inside her as it does inside me, and that she loves it when I wiggle it inside her the right way.

This wasn’t me ravaging her, or her ravaging me. It was lovingly pleasing each other at the same time. It was wonderful. Her hands played with my slits as my tendrils played with her clit and we kept kissing and caressing each other. I wish we could stay together forever.

I’m not too sure what happened outside, but Emmara stayed with me until I fell asleep, her belly now bulging a little with eggs. Does this mean they have three parents? Fertilized by one, laid by another, and incubated by a third.

***Author Note***

Uh, Emmara, what are you doing? You were just supposed to play with Lily in the bath, to give her some private thanks for her help. Now I have to figure out a bunch of things I thought I’d dodged needing to deal with. *sigh* I don’t think Emmara realizes just how big of a thing what she’s done is. Plus, this messes with what I thought I was going to do with Lane.