Chapter 416 – Shadowy progression

Chapter 416 – Shadowy progression

“So, what, you just sit there?” Siena asked, playing with John’s phone. He was having his girls take shifts entertaining him as he sat there. The apparatus was perfectly capable of taking just half his mana, so he could be playing phone games. That was pretty much his only solace in these boring times. However, the nightmare elemental had taken his phone away from him a minute after she arrived, due to a mixture of being annoyed of not having attention paid mostly to her and the usual sadism. At least she had the mind to operate it with normal fingers rather than her claws.

“Yup, for another thirty minutes or so,” John sighed. “I promised to do it, but that doesn’t make it less boring.” He just skipped the question why she even needed to ask. Either she was just teasing him or she had already gone to sleep when he had done this yesterday.

“What difference are three filled batteries even going to make?” Siena asked, looking at the things on the screen in a bored fashion. There was a short moment where she was grinning mischievously, but it didn’t last long enough to make John worried.

“About the extra expenses of a higher dragon getting towed,” John told her. “3 batteries are about 1% of the total mana expenses, don’t underestimate the power of that single digit.”

“Oh, I never underestimate single dick-its,” she made a bad innuendo that didn’t even make her chuckle. Her overly sensual voice was like soft silk running over the smooth, oiled legs of an attractive dancer, despite the poison she was often spewing. “It is a certain bliss to see you getting sucked dry like this.”

She walked close with such an overbearing catwalk that John’s eyes had to travel to the hypnotic bouncing of her chest and swaying of her hips. Her sharp high-heels echoed in the otherwise quiet hall. “Do you HAVE to give me an erection?” John asked as she half-climbed onto him, resting her left knee on his leg.Gêtt the latest chapters on no/velbin(.)com

“Aww, what’s wrong big boy?” she purred in the tone of a woman that could tease someone into insanity. “Sounds like there are some pent-up frustrations, how about we just release...” she paused, one of her fingers trailing up and down the bulge in his pants, “...some of those principles that cause them.”

“You know where your lack of principles got you,” John reprimanded her, “I don’t want to live solely goal oriented. I am too powerful for a ‘the end justifies the means’ mindset. I may blow up a city if I go there.”

“No reason to go that far,” Siena continued, closing in on his ear with her fanged mouth forming yet more disgustingly sweet words. “I bow to your wisdom in this, Master, but how about you meet me halfway? We will do the things that could actually harm someone your way and the things that are just fun mine. Meet me inside me, so to say.”

“I am not quite sure what your way of fun entails,” he was naturally skeptic.

“Mhm, let’s start nice and simple. Dominating the willing in the bedroom, you are already doing that, take what you want from those who do you wrong, you also did that, then there is my question why you even mind having sex in the open, which you answered in my favour. My last suggestion would be to finally take your remaining inhibitions about sex in public places and throw them out,” she licked her lips, “how about it? I can think of a lot of pleasing things I can do to you in this chair.”

“Public? Okay, we can do that... eventually,” John had no doubt about where he was going in the metaphorical Pervert skill tree after yesterday’s tumble with Eliza. He still felt no pleasure at the thought of being watched by strangers, but hey, if he felt like taking one of his girls then and there, there was little reason not to. “In the definition that we could do it in like the bushes of a park or under a bridge or in a car in parking lot. I won’t do it on some town square though, and I also won’t do it on someone else’s private property with security cameras pointed at me.” He gently pushed her backwards, the lower part of his palm pressing against her big breast. ‘Okay, at least I still have basic desire control,’ he applauded himself. ‘Wouldn’t want to stick my dick into everything in every situation. I am degenerate enough as is.’

Siena backed off with a disappointed sigh, swinging her body around until she was just sitting on his legs. “Ah, another failed attempt at getting you to have some fun.” She stretched, pushing out her chest, the dark purple latex-esque layer that covered her blue skin shifted to give a spectacular view of her cleavage.

“No,” Siena sounded almost offended. “Who, exactly, do you think you are talking to?”

“Fair point,” John sighed heavily. “I guess if it bothered me too much, I could just make it a rule.”

“What even are my current rules?” Siena wanted to know; it had been a while since they last talked about that passive he had exclusively to control her.

“There are none in place,” he responded and earned himself a Siena who straightened herself in shock, liquid shadows covering her nipples again.

“Are you serious?” Siena asked, gone was her docile sexy tone. “I could have tossed away that annoying violin already and gone back to torturing those who annoy me?!”

“Don’t you have a bit more of a requirement for actually torturing people than just annoyance?” John tried to get back at her by acting like a smartass. “Ow, ow, ow, stop that!” He got a nonverbal response to that in the shape of Siena twisting his free arm in a painful way.

The shadow spirit had long since figured out that cutting him a little bit didn’t bother John and cutting him a lot was farther than she wanted to go. Therefore, twisting his joints was the best way to cause him some prolonged suffering. “Yes, you could have! Jesus, woman.” She let go and John shook out his hand out of habit, not that Gamer’s Body needed the help to fix the pain. “I almost have to appreciate your capacities of finding out how to hurt people in the most effective ways. It’s an artform that should never be appreciated.”

“One that you allow me to practice again, why?” the nightmare elemental was confused.

“I trust you.”

They always said love was the most important part of the three magic words, but in this situation those three alone made Siena go wide-eyed. “Without any strings attached to me? You would trust me to leave your side and go about my own day?”

“Yes,” he told her and she looked at him as if he was insane. “Look,” he continued on, “if you want to prove me wrong, if you want to shatter how far we came, by publicly slicing apart the first thug you find, go ahead. I just don’t think you will, because I trust that whatever we got going by now is more important to you than instantly gratifying your urges.”

“I-“ Siena started, unsure how to respond to that. “You... are you saying that you are...?”

“I trust you,” he repeated, “I wouldn’t say I love you or have even fallen for you. I just can now believe that I someday soon will see something in your eyes. It will be nothing explicit, nothing really great about you, maybe just a little act of something I believe you would only ever do for me or maybe you will just appear in my thoughts when I least expect it while I am walking over a market and I will pick something up and think about how much you would like it. It will just be there and that will be that.” Love was such a flimsy thing.

Their talks stopped there, interrupted by the sound of Prussia’s Gloria.