"What you did was incredibly stupid," Sheele huffed with an adorable puffed up pout. "He could have killed you," she said, her voice soft, but serious, berating him for his challenge of Zank just a day ago.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Parc said, looking away from her as he patted the sheet of his bed down, flattening it.
"No, you don't, you went to fight a teigu user. By all rights you should be dead right now," she squeezed his hand. Lifting it to her chest and holding it close. "Don't do that again."
Ever since they had become an official couple—not that the others knew that—she had become more vocal, her sentences ending with less of a trailing, aloof sort of tone.
"I won't, I've got enough scars as it is, I really don't want more."
'Though, I can't really help it if I do get more,' he thought.
"Good," she perked up, a unusually wide smile finding itself to her lips, beaming as she bounced in her seat.
Parc watched her do this with a chuckle, "you could just come and lie on the bed with me." He hinted. Getting a playful slap on the shoulder from Sheele.
"No, you are still hurt. I'm not letting you do anything until you are healed fully. And I will stand by that to my grave," she nodded her head. She had also become a lot more emotional, especially around him. Though, she was still return to her airheadedness every now and then.
"Aww, maybe I just want you to lie next to me." He actually would very much like that, Sheele was as soft as a marshmallow, making her very, very comfortable to sleep with.
Sheele frowned, her eyes falling to slits, "no. you would still do something naughty."
'Am I that much of a horndog in yout mind?' the question surged through his mind as a knock came from the door. "It's open!"
The door slowly shifted open with a slight creak. Entering the room, was someone he had not expected, "Eris? You should still be resting," Parc readjusted himself on the bed, shifting from a slouch into a sit. His eyes drawn to the tray in her hands. "Oh, did you bring that for me?"
Eris nodded, handing the tray over to him. Parc taking it with slow movement so as to not disturb the meal too much.
'Akame's signature,' Parc snorted at the sight of the neatly cut pork brisket atop a bed of longrain rice blended with various herbs and vegetables. A powerful, spicy aroma wafting up from the sauce drizzled over it.
It was far from Akame's favourite meal, that went directly to just roasting a danger beast whole and eating it. But it was certainly one she took a lot of care in making. Especially considering nine out of ten ingredients in this were supposed to help him heal in whatever stories she heard that from.
"Well, thank you." He gave her a smile and indicated to the bottom of his bed, "don't really have any more chairs, but feel free to take a seat."
And that she did. Lightly flumping onto the bed. Her baggy shirt, flapping to catch up with her. Se wore a wine red one today, still needing to have most of the top buttons undone to keep her throat from getting covered and suffocating her.
Her teigu worked in the strangest way, it practically replaced her lungs. If she wanted to, she could just stop breathing through her mouth and nose and she would still live because the patch of red from her chin to chest would still filter oxygen for her. After a bit of experimentation in the spring, she even figure out that she could breathe underwater. At least, for much longer than any human feasibly should need to before having to come up to breathe.
And when she did, the sack on her neck would bubble out, sucking in as much fresh air as possible before retracting and flattening against her skin. Return to its regular shape.
Parc of course wasn't the one to figure that out on his own. That honour went to Lubbock, who spied on, and subsequently got beaten, by the girls during their collective bathtime.
Why Lubbock had told him this, he did not know.
Why Lubbock had suddenly taken to calling him 'master', he REALLY, didn't want to know.
"How are you doing?" Park asked, cutting a small part of the brisket, bringing to his mouth and beginning to chew.
Eris shrugged, she felt fine. Maybe a little cramped being stuck here waiting for Maya. But otherwise, she was doing good.
"I see, that's good." He chuckled, "Throat still giving you hell?"
She smirked, looking him in the eyes, her mouth opening just slightly as a hoarse, "Tha…nk you," came from her lips. Coughing lightly when it came out.
Parc chuckled, "well, would y'know, you can talk." For how long he knew her, she hadn't spoken or been able to speak. The most he ever got from her were hoarse grunts and that one time she nearly blew his ears out with her screaming.
Erises cheeks puffed up, throwing a playful slap his way. "Really… thank… you." She said, a light flush on her cheeks, "I…m… sorry for… hurting you before…"
Parc waved his hand in a dismissive gesture, "don't mention it, can't just let two beauties die out in a field somewhere. Where'd my pride as a man go if I did that?" he winked.
Hearing a slight cough to his right, drawing him to Sheele who had a raised bow. "Yes, you are beautiful as well Sheele. I'm fairly sure I've shown you that I think that in full," Parc's eyes sparkled, glancing over her body. Sending shivers down her spine as a flush formed on her body.
"Yes… you have," she replied in a soft, almost submissive tone.
Parc turned back to Eris, only to find her as red as a rose, holding her cheeks with a small squirm, 'seriously? I just called you a beauty and you're already fawning over me?' he thought in silence, small sweat drop forming on his cheek.
"How's your sister doing, any changes?" he asked in an attempt to divert the conversation.
Last time he really saw Maya, she was still unmoving, her eyes as dead as a fish as she lay in the bedroom she and her sister had been assigned once they were able to stand. Of course, Maya needing an extra hand to help her. Which ended up falling to Bulat of all people.
Mine had said that Parc wasn't to be trusted near a cute, half unconscious girl who couldn't say no. Which really showed just what Mine was thinking, though he doubted those were her actual thoughts.
It might have gone to Lubbock as well, but when Eris saw him with a trail of blood running down his nose, she instantly refused that notion.
There was also Leone, but at the time was doing some reconnaissance on a target.
Parc's question seemed to calm her down enough for her to take a solemn appearance, "she… can sit up… on her own now…" she rubbed her hoarse throat. Clearing it a little.
Parc lifted a glass of water from his nightstand and handed it to her. She took it with aa slight cheers and nearly downed the whole thing. Enjoying the cooling sensation as it ran down her throat.
"It's good to hear. Have you been talking with her? Letting her hear your voice?"
"Yeah… she doesn't really respond to me though," she spoke much more fluidly with a wetted throat.
"I'm sure its working. Keep doing it and I'm sure she will be as right as rain."
To Eris, Parc's smile sparkled, the world around her fading away as he beame the only thing in it. She burst to her feet, "I… need to check up on her…" she turned away from him, walking to the door while holding her burning cheeks.
"Oh, okay. It was nice to hear you talking." Eris slammed the door behind her. "Huh, well uh," he looked to Sheele who was looking at him with an accusing stare, "I honestly have no idea what I did to get that reaction from her. I barely talk with her."
Though, if he actually thought about it he would.
Sheele sighed, shaking her head, "you saved her and her sister, that is all she needed to fall for you." She puffed her cheeks up, "I wasn't expecting you to be able to collect girls so easily."
'I… can't really say I'm not collecting them, can I?' Parc's eyes skirted to the side as a screen appeared in his view.
[Current Mission Objectives:]
[Conquer: Esdeath]
[Conquer: Najenda]
[Concubines: 2/8]
"Still can't believe I have to do crazy…" he said aloud in a voice barely audible to Sheele.
"Hmm? What do you mean?" she asked.
Parc looked to her with an awkward smile, "that's uh, not something I can really say right now." Not because he didn't want to. No. Because he had no idea how she'd react if he told her he was to bed Esdeath and turn her into another of his girls. Which was still a terrifying thought, especially remembering that scene where she froze an entire army to ice.
Sheele gave him a pointed glare.But shrugged it off, "you will tell me when your ready."
'I don't think I'll have a choice by them. Hell, I might have to be dealing with the aftermath by then.'
"PARC EVANS!" the door to Parcs room came flying off the hinges. Crashing to the floor moments later as the blonde-haired bombshell Leone crashed into his room with a bright, mischievous grin on her face.
Parc's hackles stood on end, were he an actual cat he had no doubted he would have found himself stuck to the ceiling at this point, "jesus Leone. What the hell!? My door!" he growled. He doubted she was going to be the one to fix it, so now that was a problem for him.
"Don't worry about that. How you doing bad boy?" She laughed arriving next to the bed, opposite Sheele. "Fighting a teigu user and living. Not many get to say that."
"I would be doing a whole lot better if my heart wasn't beating like a racecar."
"Racecar? Wassat?" she asked, along with a curious tilt from Sheele.
"Nothing, nothing. Just something, really, really fast from my home," he calmly diverted, "so what did you want? Apart from giving me a heart attack?"
Leone grinned, leaning onto the bed with a purr. Her hands holding her up on the edge, "I'm hungry after a nights hunt."
Parc faltered, 'really!? While I'm trying to heal!?'
"First off. I've got fresh stitches that would come undone. Second, Sheele is right next to you," though, she was a slight tinge of red.
"She can join in. And I'm not letting you do any work with what I'm going to do to you."
Why did Parc suddenly feel a sense of forboding menace?
Leone grabbed the top of Parc's blanket, throwing it off much to both his and Sheele's surprise.
Parc sighed, "seriously? Can I not get a days rest?"
Leone crawled onto the bed purring all the way, "Oh, don't be like that, we haven't done it in a week." She hooked her fingers around the hem of Parc's pants, ready to pull them down under the trembling, confused eyes of Sheele and the tired ones of Parc.
Sheele's mouth had fallen open, as if she wanted to say something, but nothing could come out but a small, almost imperceptible squeak when she saw Parc's rod in its resting state, after Leone had pulled his pants down to his ankles.
Leone licked her lips, sucking in as much of the manly scent Parc's shaft was giving off in strengthening intensity as it slowly began to rise higher and higher. Casting a small glance to Sheele, "come on, I know just what to do," she said, pulling her black crop top off, letting her breasts drop with a pronounced spring to them.
But Sheele had frozen still, her hands on her thighs unable to react to what Leone said.
"Huh, I broke her…" Leone chuckled, "guess that's more for me~" she turned back to her veiny object of desire. Her head moving over the tip as she wrapped a hand around the base, pointing it to her lips.
Her lips parted, tongue falling out as she let a thick globule of her spit land on the tip. Her other hand rubbing it in a circular motion around his shaft as the spit slowly trailed down the back of it.
Parc leaned his head back against the wall, peaking down to watch Leone give him a sloppy double handed handjob while looking up at him with the hungry eyes of a Lioness.
Steam escaping her lips as she grew more and more heated from the feeling of his throbbing manhood's warmth against the palm of his hands
"Ohhh…" Parc grunted as Leone began to spin her palm in a circle on the very tip of his sensitive penis. If she kept doing that he had no doubts he would quickly find himself cumming.
"W-wait," the soft spoken voice of Sheele said from the side. But Leone only looked to her with a grin, continuing her assault on Parc's groin. Parc's gaze also fell to her, gulping when he saw her undoing the string buttons on the top of her cheongsam, letting the fabric fall over her back while showing off her shoulder and collar unhindered by the fabric.
She nervously pinched the top of the dress, pulling it down until her own two erotic mammaries were in the open.
Leone whistled at the sight, It wasn't the first time she had seen them. Most definitely not, they had bathed together many time before.
No.
What she had whistled at wasn't the sight of the two voluptuous tits, but at the face that Sheele wasn't wearing a bra, "You wanted to do this~" Leone hummed a teasing tune, her assault finally coming to an end as she moved to the side to let Sheele crawl onto the bed besides her.
Sheele didn't refute her, her hazy eyes locked firmly on Parc's penis. She didn't have anything she could say. So instead, she just brought her lips to the base of his cock, lips parting slightly to left her take just a small part of the base into her lips, sucking on it while her hand kept it pointed up.
"Hoo~ getting right to it~ We're going to make an amazing team." Leone laughed, bringing her own lips in close, mouth widening around the tip of his penis before shutting around it. Her tongue immediately getting to work, twirling around the glans as she bobbed her head a shallow movements drawn groans and moans from Parc as he enjoyed the double blowjob.
The room was quickly growing into a cacophony of light, manly groans and squelches as Leone and Sheele grew entranced with the act of sucking him off. Leone's hands going to work on her tits, pinching her nipples while her other was rapidly plowing her pussy into a sloppy mess.
And Sheele, who was using one hand to rapidly pump the centre of his shaft while her other gently rubbed against the fabric of her panties. Being careful to not put too much agonizing pleasure into her already much to sensitive crotch.
"Holy," Parc groaned, eyes flickering for a second as his penis gave a powerulf twitch, sending a spurt of her virile semen into Leone's waiting mouth. Her cheeks puffing up as he filled ever inch and more until it could only find the weakest point to escape from, that being from around his shaft, bursting in small droplets that streamed down onto Sheele's cheeks.
Feeling the last spurt entering her mouth. Leone began to take small swallows, letting the addictive, meaty fluids run down her throat, coating every inch of it in its milky white.
Separating her lips from his shaft with a pop. Leone opened her mouth to him, letting him get an erotic look at her as she played with his semen in her mouth.
Her eyes locking to Sheele who had also separated from his half deflated rod, wiping the few droplets of his cum on her face to her lips.
Even with a mouth filled with his seed, Parc could see Leone planning something. Something that he knew was going to be a dangerous sight.
And a dangerous sight it was.
Leone reached out to Sheele, cupping her cheeks and forcing her too look into her eyes. Giving Sheele not even a second to process what she was intending before locking her lips with Sheeles.
Prying open the the wide eyes airheads lips, using her tongue to force feed Sheele his sweet seed.
At first, Sheele's hands had risen in a feeble attempt of resistance and surprise. But after seconds passed and it turned to minutes. She accepted it, reciprocating Leone's invasive, slimy tongue with her own.
Only pulling apart when the both noticed the rising dragon at Parc's loins.
Their eyes met his, this night would be long and most certainly fun.
***
Erises face had grown crimson at what she saw. She had initially been planning to just leave, return to Maya in an embarrassed attempt at an escape. But when she passed Leone, the Lionelle user and heard the loud crack behind her, did she freeze and turn to see Parc's door flung off it's hinges.
When that happened, she was just about to run away, no way would she want to be anywhere a crazy woman who couldn't even knock on a door and would scream out the person's name the moment she entered their room.
But she found herself curious. And slowly, she had crept up to the door. Hidding just outside of the door frame as she listened in on what had started as them talking. Which soon swiftly fell to wet, squelching noises that sent her mind through a loop.
She gulped, realizing exactly what Leone had mentioned when she said 'she was hungry' But even knowing what was going on, she was still curious. So she peeked around the doorframe. Instantly pulling her head back, growing a vibrant red when she saw not one, but two butts pointed her way.
One, lean and muscular within a formfitting pair of black bikini pants. The other, plump and soft. A lilac dress curving into the crack. It was then she remembered that Sheele was also there.
Erises heart beated rapidly, her heart palpitating a mile a minute as she crossed her legs and began to writhe. Listening intently at the grunts Parc was letting out, muffled by the squelches of both Sheele and Leone going down on him.
"Holy…" she heard Parc exclaim, everything in the room going silent for a few seconds before she heard a popping noise. She looked over the doorframe, sucking in a breath when she saw Leone passionately kissing Sheele, a trail of white fluids dripping from their lips.
"Yo, Eris right," Eris jolted, her back shotting straight as she spun around. Seeing a green haired boy approaching her. "You coming back from checking-" Eris bolted past Lubbock, leaving him scratching his head, "I said sorry." He groaned.
Lubbock approached the door to Parc's room, frowning when he saw the missing door, "Yo, Parc. Came to tell you that Sayo girl's woken… up…" Lubbock went silent, his jaw hanging to the floor as his eyes shot between to, bare, naked asses.
Leone and Sheele looked over their shoulder at him. Leone growling, rightly pissed off while Sheele crumpled in on herself, covering her chest on lower regions with her arms.
"You're mama never teach you to never interrupt a lion when she's feasting?" Leone's body shifted, growing a long mane of golden hair, her claws coming out in full as she lunged Lubbock.
Who couldn't even react even if he wanted to from the trickling stream of blood running down his face. Soon sent head first into the wall outside of Parc's wall. His mind already gone dark by the time he landed face first on the floor.
Leone was panting as she turned back to Parc, seeing him pulling his pants back on with a frustrated sigh leaving her at the sight.
"We're continuing this later."
***
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So, let me address this whole 'does Parc know the series or not?' thing i've been seeing in previous chapters.
Short answer, yesno.
Long answer,
yes, to a degree he knows the story, a few characters, a few story aspects, who the big baddies are etc.
No, he does not know every little thing about the story, nor will he know everything about future stories. You have to understand that Parc doesn't have anything along the lines of an eidetic memory or access to a wikia. He simply recalls a few things every now and then about something that could happen as well as a few 'mechanics' of a story.
In this case 'Akame Ga Kill' he knows for the most part the members of Night Raid, a few Jaegers, Esdeath, Najenda, The Emperor, Honest and what the Teigu are. But he could not recite to you how the story would go after like, chapter 1/2. or who the four rakshasa demons are.
I could read 1 thousand manga in a year, and I wouldn't remember even one of them off the top of my head. The same applies to Parc. No matter how much he may read a story or watch a show, that does not mean 'he knows it' it simply means he might recall something about it at some point. Or have moments of Dejavu but never really getting there.
And don't start with anything like 'oh, but he could just memorize it, look I memorized every line of dialogue from Naruto and naruto shippuden.'
...No... just no... Parc does actually have a life outside of being a guy sent to conquer women in other worlds that takes up time he could be spending trying to jam pack every detail about everything in his head.
*
I've also seen things about him being weak. Which... uh... yeah, sure?
Please, do take into account the mechanics of Akame ga Kill, a normal man... or well, as 'normal' as a man with a discount dash and an ability that makes him smell good to woman can be.
But in the world of Akame Ga Kill, Teigu are these highly advanced weapons that can do things much, much more dangerous and fantastical than just making the owner poof into feathers and speed in one direction.
Hence the whole, surviving against a Teigu user as a non-user is essentially plain dumb luck. No matter how mundane the ability may be.
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