Chapter 104 - Big Mistake, Pal (2/2)
”Mary…” Father deployed the puppy-dog eyes.
But she tightened the blanket around her body and backed away. She pursed her lips. ”You left me first.”
”Yeah.” I cut in. ”You're the one who picked a chick who wants to f.u.c.k her own son, marry her children together, and won't even hold back against her own husband in a fight when she gets a little angry. Mary's waited on you long enough, don't you think?”
”...Seriously, what did I do that was so bad? Everyone is naive and insecure when they're young...and have you SEEN your mother? I can't turn that down. F.u.c.k. Mary never said anything, how was I supposed to know she liked me?”
His cries of discontent grew fainter and fainter until eventually, we couldn't hear them.
I didn't forget that Mary wanted to send me away herself though. I made a mental note to thoroughly mindbreak and train her up before I leave so that she won't be able to live without my c.o.c.k. That way she won't do something stupid like send me away for good! He...hehe...ahahahahahaha~!
Is it time for Pimp Space to make it's debut, I wonder?
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The dwarf bros said they'd take us to see their village tomorrow and introduce us to everyone, as they were merely the guards of the outer area. So we just smoked pot around a fire, swapping stories and eating berries or nuts, roasting some meat over a VERY carefully controlled fire.
One by one, people started passing out. Rhea took longer to drop. She'd been raving about how happy she was for Mira's upcoming baby and giggled about how we'd all be one big happy family when she killed Mother and brought us back home.
Evie lasted long too. I remember her sucking her thumb by my leg and having Minerva hold her hand. Minerva herself passed out on my shoulder. Bubbles and her sister kept talking to each other while sending me glances every now and then before eventually drifting off to sleep against a tree. They looked so adorable leaning against each other. It was a bit e.r.o.t.i.c considering they'd abandoned their clothes. They'd eaten a few mushrooms the locals offered and I warned them not to but they did anyway. A couple dwarves tried to get handsy but I quickly f.u.c.k.i.e.d up their days by having Vera strip them down and hang them from a tree with their peckers flapping in the breeze.
As for Mother she calmed down due to Mary's weed aura and started whining about how I never let her hug me anymore and that we need to bathe together like we used to so we can reestablish our familial bonds.
She then started licking her b.r.e.a.s.ts because she was reminded about how she used to b.r.e.a.s.tfeed me. ”I'll do this one, you do the other.” She giggled, bringing a n.i.p.p.l.e to her mouth. ”I don't know if I still have milk though~” After she saw a white bird flying by though she lost it and blasted the winged creature straight to hell. ”All bird bitches are my enemies!” She screamed before returning to sucking her teat.
Anyway, once everyone was out I heard a few stifled m.o.a.ns coming from deeper in the forest. Curious, I followed the noise. I followed until I saw a small clearing.
Laying there atop my blanket was Mary. From the soft, seductive sounds coming from her mouth it was easy to guess what she was going.
”Want some help there?” Instantly an emerald green leaf flew my way at lightning speed. I felt a cut on my cheek. I stood there frozen. ”....or maybe not?
The woman recognized my voice just then. ”Oh. Damien.” She sounded relieved.
”Having fun? Exhibitionism is a nice fetish. I'm a bit of a voyeur myself. A perfect match, eh?”
”You aren't funny.” She stood and wrapped herself up. ”Wait.” She noticed my injury. ”That was me.” She realized.
”It's nothing major.”
”I'm sorry.”
”It's fine.”
”It's not.” She argued. ”But you're going to keep saying it is anyway.”
”Ha! You're learning. Nice.”
The woman lifted an arm. ”I suppose.” She moved to touch the wound but stopped herself. ”Does it hurt?”
”If I say it does would you kiss and make it better?”
Her beautiful face, made even more bright and etheral by the moon's silver rays, nodded. ”I would do so, I suppose.”
”Ow. The pain!” I fell to my knees in agony.
”You really aren't funny.” Her lips twitched. ”And isn't it healed already?” She was right. I heal fast these days. Even during our date that one time, her accidental attack towards me didn't last more than a couple seconds before it healed.
Probably has something to do with my overabundant life energy.
”It's phantom pain.” I stated, trying to bring tears to my eyes. ”It really hurts. Kiss it?”
”You're such a baby.” The woman sighed.” Just for a kiss you're acting so childish.”
”I like your kisses. I'll let you lick the blood.” I enticed, knowing she was keenly interested in my bodily fluids.
As soon as I said that I felt something warm and wet on my cheek. ”I feel a bit vampirish…” She said after a moment.
”If you plan to suck me dry, might I suggest drinking from the spout?”
”You'd like that, wouldn't you?”
”Very much so.” I admitted.
She chuckled faintly. ”Well too bad. I'm not in the mood anymore.”
”I can help with that.” I promised, and sent a hand between her legs. ”Are you still wearing it?”
She went silent.
”Naughty girl.”
”Who is? I just forgot to take it out is all.”
”Oh yeah?” I used my other hand to smack her rump. She made a cute little sound.
”You're a truly hateful guy, you know that?” She glared. ”
”You can just admit you feel good.”
”Never.” She refused resolutely.
”Ah, well, that's fine too.” I stood up and offered a hand. ”Come on. Let's take this somewhere we can be as loud as we want.”
”Oh?”
”I should think those bird brains are long gone.”
”But I said I wasn't in the mood anymore.”
”And I said I can help with that.”
”...Young Master, you drive a hard bargain.”
She grabbed my hand and instantly we were transported back home. The time difference was evident as the sun was already peeking out over the mountains compared to the previous night sky.
The first thing I noticed was a loud crack as something fell to the floor.
”What was that?” Mary asked.
”I'll go check.”
Following the direction it came from, I arrived downstairs. In the living room were several men and women in leather armor.
One man had in his hands a vase that was raised above his head and was preparing to throw down..
My heart stopped These bastards...that's an antique!
”...You picked the wrong house to loot, motherf.u.c.kers.”