Chapter 306 – The victor takes the maid

Chapter 306 – The victor takes the maid



John looked at his nearly depleted mana bar and then checked out Momo’s, while Edge was separating in the background. Together they had a total of 300 MP remaining. Between the Shardbound uses, sending the elementals mana and finally the hits he had willingly taken, his mana had dropped like the voice of a kid entering puberty.

So, in total, he had lost 2 elementals, his daily damage cooldown, needed to use two Combinations and sacrifice around 5000 mana to beat someone almost twice his level. If Mario’s toolkit hadn’t been so extensively melee centric and bad at dealing with multiple opponents, John would have run into bigger problems.

‘I should do something about this,’ John thought as he headed for the lift. ‘Having my status be binary – mana equalling extremely strong and no mana equalling a loss – is a problem... maybe I could get something that transforms health into mana?’

When he jumped back on their actual platform, he was greeted by his girlfriend jumping at him like a hug-addicted spider-monkey.

“Whoa, calm down there,” John laughed as Rave energetically hugged. In truth he didn’t want her to stop at all.

She gave him a wide smile, “That was awesome, tiger!”

“To think that you would be able to win against a knight of Rome,” Lydia shook her head in disbelief. “I am still underestimating you, it appears.”

“It’s because I am a walking group, from healer, to tank,” John said. “Although this whole thing would have been way easier with Aclysia around as well... but I couldn’t really have won without Momo...”

Without Momo’s mana he wouldn’t have been able to apply pressure and pull that blocking stunt. Then again, with Aclysia he probably wouldn’t have needed to. Not that the question which of the two he would rather have with him was of any worth even. While in this tournament, he only had Momo, outside, he had both, and eventually he would be left with only Aclysia.

“Now, let’s hurry home!” John said and went into quick-stepping his way out of the arena.

“What are you in such a fucking hurry about?” Thana asked, needing to jog due to her short legs. “Also stop being such a giant, pussy-chasing bastard!”

“Well, Aclysia told me she would have me when I win,” John said.

Hysterical laughter reached his ears, “That’s your reason?! You can fuck her whenever you want, balls-for-brains.”

“Yes,” he confirmed, “but there is something way different about just fucking and having sex after winning. I am super turned on right now.”

The fact that Aclysia was gently denying him access to her thoughts also had his curiosity spiked. His steps hastened even more.

Once home, he burst into the building and was greeted by Aclysia’s voice filling his spirit, ‘Find me upstairs.’

“Going to be back in like... 30 minutes, I guess!” he rushed his words along.

“That is... in mother metal’s name... okay, meeting at 8 PM!” Lydia shouted after him.

“Have fun!” Rave added.

It seemed she either had enough training to do to not have time for a threesome or just wanted to give Aclysia the solo time for once. Thana was of another mind, but John heard Momo bribing the blood mage with sweets if she let her beloved sister have this.

Massaging the stiffness from his shoulders, making sure that every part of his hairless body (Rave had made her preference on the matter quite clear, and thanks to Abyssal products, it wasn’t taxing to keep it that way) was clean.

But it wasn’t until the third time that she finally reached for his cock. “Your tool will need great care, master,” Aclysia softly spoke, kneeling in front of him in the shower. Her breath felt cool on his hard cock, wet not only from water.

She graciously poured soap into her left hand and, after putting the bottle aside, rubbed both of them together until some bubbles formed. Then she reached out. Starting by fondling his balls and the area around his cock, she continued to purr in her sexy voice, “I will make sure that you are ready to please every single girl that you decide to grace with your seed.”

“Seems to me that you are setting yourself up to receive it as soon as possible,” John said and then moaned as Aclysia finally ran her hand up his shaft. Soap, water and pre-cum mixed under the firm grip of first one, then two hands sliding up the whole length. She polished his head with circular motions for a moment before moving back down and answering.

“It is my greatest honour, to be of use however you see fit, Master,” she poured.

“How about you use your mouth?” John gasped and reached for her head. He got a rather unpleasant sting of disapproval and pulled back. “I am ACTUALLY cleaning you, Master, my mouth is not the best tool for that outside of erotic context,” came the Artificial Spirit’s answer.

“What about what you just said?” John complained.

“A truth, if you insist, I will use my mouth,” Aclysia smiled, “but if you may let me service you to the best of my ability, I promise you will not regret it.”

That put a slight damper on his feeling of being in control, but she just did what she thought was best for him. “Hygiene is very important with how much you sleep around, John.” However she managed to make that sound sexy, he did not care to find out. All that mattered was that she kept polishing his rod with her soap lubricated hands.

She was picking up the speed as well; soon, John felt his balls tighten. His seed flew forwards, landing on Aclysia’s face and open mouth as she continued to jerk him for the whole duration. Aclysia couldn’t help but moan at the perverted taste that she had come to automatically link with a bunch of upcoming orgasms.

Another rinsing later, Aclysia guided him out of the shower and over to the bathtub. John loved the mansion for the fact that every bathroom was equipped with both a shower and a group-sized bathtub. Really, it was practically a jacuzzi. Still no whirlpool function, much to his dismay, but the general idea was one he would definitely steal for whatever base he was going to build one day.

The bath had been running while he had been showering. Once more, all in Aclysia’s service to make the water as comfortable for him as possible. He sank inside with a relaxed exhale, “You are the best, even if you can be a bit bossy sometimes. You probably picked that up from Lydia.”

“Her majesty does get what she wants, and I get to take care of you, John,” Aclysia whispered into his ear from behind before climbing into the bathtub as well. “Please, just relax and let me take care of all the remaining tension in your body.”

As she had massaged most of it away and what remained was currently getting untangled by the warm water, there was really only one area that she could have meant by that. Straddling over his hips as he sat up to the chest in the water, she sheathed his long cock with well-trained motions.

Soon, her up and down motions were creating waves in the bathtub, moaning as she impaled herself over and over again. John kept his hands to himself, for once, and just enjoyed the spectacle. The whole course of this thing had been low effort on his part, and Aclysia seemed to derive just as much pleasure from it as he did.

Her glistening breasts, wet from the shower and water splattering up due to her own over-enthusiastic motions, heaved under heavy breaths. Skin flush with excitement and lust, her green eyes gazed downwards.

John fell into the emerald lakes as their shared sensations unfolded. Their bodies were only connected with his dick plunging into her quivering crotch, but their minds reached out and intermingled. Each time their hips met, their ecstasy went higher and higher, their spirits were driven closer.

No amount of contact could have emulated the complete oneness in orgasm that they shared. Two bodies with one orgasm, beyond anything a single body should be able to experience. Seed pumping up his shaft, he let loose inside of Aclysia, whose whole being was quivering.

Spurt after spurt painted the guardian’s insides white as she screamed at the ceiling with ear-shattering lust. Her body was tense with the orgasmic pleasure until it was suddenly over.

John managed to catch her before she fell into the water. “Quite sorry, Master,” she said, quickly regaining control of herself. “Shall we continue?”

“Whenever you are ready.” John smirked. “Wouldn’t want you to exhaust yourself.”

“For you, my victorious Master, I will be going to the edge of my capabilities,” Aclysia leaned forwards to kiss him again.