Chapter 113: Insolence – Part 1

Chapter 113: Insolence – Part 1

Previously, I had just fooled around with the Companions, so I didn't get as much out of that as I am now from unleashing my endless hunger on Ereia, only stopping when she's nearly senseless.

She's a lithe and smug little piece of fine meat, so it's doubly satisfying to see her composure shattered as her body lightly convulses from the sensory overload.

I make Yunia clean her up, and the multiplier to my satisfaction increases again, then Ereia starts to wake up, and the totally unveiled thirst in her eyes as she watches my wife lick her cum-soaked pussy lips doubles the multiplier again, to four times.

It's a shame that such an extremely satisfying event won't be repeated as often as I may want it to.

I cuddle up on our bed with Ereia in one arm and Osaria in the other, slowly caressing their heads and playing with their elastic, long ears with my now human hands.

Man, I fucking love elves.

But I feel like I'm missing the touch of fluffy fur. I need more wereanimal maids.

When's Esvisor going to get those maids Alissa asked him for...?

I shut down my anxiousness and greed, focusing on remaining patient. It'll do me no good to thirst too much for other women. They should come to me, not the other way around.

After Ereia is cleaned and recovered enough that they start chatting lightly, I pull us back onto more serious topics.

"You think the Chimeras are adapting well?" I softly ask her as I extract a happy sigh from her through my ear [Massage].

"I think so, but they're doing better now after the Intervention," she whispers absentmindedly, then she giggles and smirks. "After the 'cultural exchange' of your Lordship Ceremony, they've 'integrated' fairly well with us."

"What about the Chimera aristocracy? They're a bit different from the Avgin nobility," I continue and kiss Yunia's forehead as she claims her rightful throne on top of me. Osaria molested her, but she's still a bit frisky, so she grabs my already erect member and slowly slides it into her warm, queenly pussy.

"That's more... complicated," Ereia whispers as the three of us watch Yunia's toned thighs guide her hips up and down my long cock, then the lewd imp sobers up a bit and continues, "Our nobles don't consider the Chimera 'aristocrats' as their equals, so they don't like their presence in the Nobles' Quarter. But since I'm a Lady, I've been getting along with them quite well, so our nobles aren't unanimous in their antagonism."

Lina's Reminder: Avgin nobility is solely based around martial or magical power, while Chimera aristocracy involves merchants, researchers, politicians, clergy, and any other family that has established a stable lineage of children which has acquired a significant amount of power. A "Lady," a non-combatant like Ereia, is basically the same as a Chimera aristocrat, though with less respect from their peers.

"Maybe if we show the nobles one of your prototypes of war airplanes, they'll get along better with the Chimeras," Yunia suggests through [Bind] as her real voice is currently occupied by soft, long moans.

Indeed, that seems like a good idea.

I grab Yunia's juicy mounds and fondle her as she slowly rides me up the mountain of pleasure. Her movements are slow and steady enough that we have plenty of mental capacity left over to discuss social "safety nets" that will benefit both the Chimeras and the elves.

Okay, I've played around enough; it's time to return to our training.

While Osaria joins Klein in the dungeon to soak up a bit of XP, the harem meets up for a joint exercise with the Horns, who have achieved the minimum level of proficiency necessary with my [Soul Manipulation] skill to begin the "battle body" training, so they have more free time to train together with us.

Since they're basically our elite unit of the Lordsguard, they're made privy to the secret of our near-perfect coordination.

"Can you teach your mental communication to us? I think it'd be perfect for us," Oritiki solemnly requests.

"I don't want to spread this spell in its current state, but I'll definitely teach it to you once it's been re-developed," I assure her.

She raises her non-existent eyebrows in surprise. "You're dealing with experimental spells?"

"You could say that," I cryptically reply with a grin.

She shifts uncomfortably on her lizard feet. "Alright, just don't kill yourself."

"That's a given."

"Weird expression," she softly remarks and turns her eyes to Sandoro.

"Yes, even in Andraste, it's an unusual expression," he calmly replies, and I feel like I'm missing some context here.

"Sometimes, you talk weird," Hana succinctly explains, and I hum in understanding.

After the light chatter, we start the exercise with the intention of improving our coordination. I've already completely "synced" my mind with some of the girls a few times now, so we need to properly harness the potential to turn our better-than-average coordination into something truly lethal. This will be our Gestalt training, to make our united minds more powerful than our simply connected parts.

It's a bit hard to categorize what exactly triggered the "sync," but we're betting on "similarity of goals" and "openness." That is, we think that if we all have the same goal and allow [Bind] unrestricted access to each other's minds, then we can "sync" up our minds and improve our coordination.

We start with a simple group spar against eight Horns, but they have a lot more experience with fighting together than us, so they have a clear advantage if we aren't allowed to use magic.

I give a point to Roxanne in [Polearm] use and hand her a pike so that she can support us from behind since she's the one with the least amount of experience in melee, then we start the exercise.

The first bout ends horribly for us, and we realize that we definitely don't know what we're doing.

I group up with the wives in a circle and start a discussion, "Alright, question: how do you girls prepare for battle? I always psych myself up and give myself a boner."

Sandoro blinks repeatedly and looks around, as if he doesn't believe what he just heard. His eyes meet with Oritiki's, and they seem to share a wry understanding while the rest of the observers pretend not to have heard a thing.

"'Psych myself up'?" Ciel asks confusedly.

"Like a mental warm-up. I imagine dragons fucking to get my heart beating faster, energizing my muscles."

"Oh, that, I definitely do that," Hana states with a nod.

"I meditate a bit and calm myself," Alissa shares.

"Same," Yunia echos.

"I definitely don't get calm," Lina shyly confesses.

"I steel my heart, but I don't get as nervous as Lina," Ciel adds as she gives our anxious loli wife a sympathetic smile.

"I'm always ready," Aoi confusedly declares.

"I think I'm like you," Roxanne joins in.

And with that, we realize the glaring problem. Our mindsets are all completely different, and we're even thinking about adding the golems to our [Bind] network sometime in the future.

It's easy to work together if I just assume the commanding role, but the Gestalt is something deeper than that, so we need to think this through. It'll have to be a special "state," like a Power Ranger's Morphing Time.

And after a few minutes of brainstorming, Yunia frustratedly interjects, "I suggest we just continue training our coordination in a variety of ways as this will certainly be no simple matter that we could solve in a single sitting."

Basically, just "fuck it" and continue with what we're doing. We have time to explore this concept, so let's continue our training and see if something improves.

Hana and Roxanne immediately agree, and the rest follow after a short reflection, then we continue getting dunked on by the Horns, which they kind of seem to enjoy doing.

The day was already near its end when we started, so the exercise doesn't go on for that long, and then we finally leave for our baths.

Since Hana spent nearly the entire day fighting, she has a lot of stress to release upon my dick and hips, then she has Roxanne's pussy as a dessert, making our pale wife turn scarlet from exertion.

Klein and Osaria seem like they had a nice time together, so I make sure that the monkey girl's vagina remembers the shape of my cock. I'm a bit territorial, so there's no way I'll ever make things easy for Hermann.

Then dinner time comes around, and Krysta presents a few versions of her ideas of Catupiry for taste-testing, so we invite Anton to join us.

She presents a selection of creamy cheese spreads for us, in cold, hot, and lightly roasted varieties.

Immediately, I find a cold choice that's perfect for toast. It's thick but very creamy and has a mild, salty and sour taste, the same consistency as the usual Requeijão.

Krysta smiles as she sees my approval, and we nod at each other. "When I tasted this, I immediately realized that it should be used on toast, so I knew you'd like it," she proudly confides.

I taste a few more, but then my spoon sinks into one of the choices, and it suddenly "clicks" in my mind.

This is the one.

I scoop up a small amount and sniff it. There's barely any scent to it, but I recognize it: that subtle sourness, perfectly mixed with the characteristic aroma of Parmesan.

I jiggle it gently in my spoon, and it's like there's a slight springiness to it. The perfect consistency. Then I finally spread it on my tongue, and the rush of the nostalgic flavor sparks an orgasmic feeling within my brain.

This is the one.

The cold variety has to survive the oven roasting of a pizza, so it's initially a lot more watery, but the milk also has to survive curdling, so it needs the right thickener to stabilize it and not ruin the flavor.

I nod at her, and she draws a beautiful diamond pattern with the Catupiry on the chicken pizza before me. Grated chicken breast, salt, oregano, and a thin not-tomato sauce that gives it a nice dark iris shade.

She slices a wedge and serves it to me, then I eagerly cut it into smaller pieces, though I still keep up my table manners, and dig in.

It's Saturday night. After a whole afternoon playing Final Fantasy XX Online with my siblings, we start the usual song and dance about who'll go to take a bath first. Nobody wants to leave since we all just want to play a little bit more, so Mom chastises us and sends us running.

No weapon ever built has been as frightening as the chinelo.

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"Ah... ah... ah..." She moans in sync with the suckers that now play with her nipples, her pussy and asshole also quivering along with the stimulation.

Feeling impatient, I tie her arms behind her back and spread her legs, making her look like a meal being served to me, then I increase the intensity of the massage, and her legs try to close so that she can give her lips even the slightest taste of stimulation that they so deeply crave.

"You know what you want, so say it!" I angrily order as I make all the tentacles pulsate, wringing out a loud moan from her

"F-F-F-FUCK ME!" She finally shouts, delirious with desire.

I stand up, my cock ready to impart her with mind-blowing pleasure to ensure that she never forgets that only I can satisfy this need of hers.

Then I stop myself as my mind snags onto a sudden realization.

I know that I'm more than just a cock for her, so maybe I shouldn't be too sexually aggressive with her since that is a fact that she definitely shouldn't forget.

But right now, she's begging for cock, so it'd be extremely rude of me to not oblige.

I plunge my love tool into her depths, and the warm, slick walls of her vagina grip my shaft tight as she instantly orgasms.

After resting within her long enough for her orgasm to pass, I start moving my hips at a leisurely pace, delighting myself in the exquisite feeling of filling and vacating her depths. She's already broken, so I can play with her body as I like until she's conscious enough to ask me for a rough fucking.

My mouth is feeling quite lonely, and Klein is currently indisposed, so I choose Roxanne to keep my tongue occupied. I find her cheeky technique to be quite appropriate given my current good mood.

While Klein moans out loud, I slap my thighs against hers, and her dripping fluids quickly become mixed with my semen as I let it out all out inside her.

Her dark flower looks truly perfect as it's painted white and spread wide by my pinkish shaft. I just love how it either quivers or grips me harder depending on what I do.

I have her so completely dominated now that I'm confident that not even Hermann will be able to steal her from me.

But I'll continue fucking her until she collapses, just because I can.

Today is the 22nd, Yn, day of Earth. It's considered a "useless" day to elves as they hardly have any use for [Earth Magic], but for the Chimeras, it's a very industrious day since their [Alteration Magic] is more efficient at refining dirt into metals today, which was essential for their survival in the Broken Skies.

Roxanne wakes me up with her pussy, forcefully wrenching my royal cum out of me as Hana makes her orgasm through her clit.

After my pale succubus has enough of fantasizing about my seed impregnating her, she lets Aoi clean her out, and the cum-addicted dragon brings her to orgasm again as her dexterous tongue has learned all of the girls' weak spots.

Roxanne hugs Aoi's scaly, blue head, then kisses her snout. "You're such a good girl," she praises the gentle giant, surprising us with her kindness.

Ciel wholeheartedly approves of this small change in Roxanne's behavior, but the person in question has no comments to give about it.

I increased my [Soul Manipulation] and [Ekrano Style] by 1 (now 5 and 10). It's getting increasingly easy for me to mold my soul at my will, but I think that I'm still far from perfection. [Soul Manipulation] definitely won't be a low-cap skill like [Cooking] and others with a max level of 10.

Alissa increased her [Illusion Magic] by 1 (now 15). She still has some free skill points left to level up this skill, but they're tied up in other skills to balance out her build, so I think we need to level some more before we continue training. Hana is also someone whose skill growth is currently blocked due not having that many free skill points, so leveling has gone up in priority.

Ciel increased her [Parry] and [Block] by 1 (now 4+11 and 8+7). I think we need to fully switch her Style skill to the same one as the Celestial Horns' since her [Imperial Hasterrum Style] has completely stagnated recently.

Lina increased her [Axe Use] and [General Blacksmithing] by 1 (now 9+16 and 5), the latter of which stole a free point from [Throw] (now 1+7) since it wasn't a planned level up. Lina would also benefit from a few level-ups since she has a lot of crafting skills that could be boosted to help her and Aoi's plans.

Yunia increased her [Parry] and [Battlefield Perception] by 1 (now 3+12 and 2+8). Yunia actually needs to train her magic skills, but she'll be getting enough practice with them in battle, so it should be fine.

After Ciel heals Klein's abused erogenous zones, the little monkey becomes quite chipper and laid-back, seemingly forgetting who owns her pussy. She doesn't try to be cheeky with me, but I know she's acting brave to not reveal just how smitten she is with my virility.

Then she leaves with Osaria after breakfast, and we go to our beach-side mansion to start our mana circulation routine.

As we train, Yunia and I gradually become increasingly tense and anxious because, after lunch, we'll finally be meeting with the Elder Council.

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