334 Vol. 6 pt. 20 (2/2)
”Indeed I was not! It would appear that I am not as baller as you are, bro.”
”You've got to combine 'my hero' with 'bro.'”
”I see. That is easy, my bro!”
”That sounds much more like you.”
”Perfect! Now, my bro, are you feeling better?”
Fenrir didn't even realize how much he was smiling until Nell asked that. ”Yeah, I guess I am. Thanks, Nell. I didn't mean to suddenly turn into a downer or anything.” He leaned over to kiss her cheek, and she made sure to turn her head so that he would kiss her lips instead.
”Anything for you, my he—my bro. You cannot be the only one doing all of the saving! It is my duty to save you as often as you save me.”
”Then can… can I talk to you about something else?”
”You may talk to me about whatever it is your heart desires, my Ryouta. Ah, wait. There is a requirement.”
”Yeah?”
Nell straightened out her legs before patting her lap. ”You must lay your head here! My ears will shut themselves to your pleas if you do not.”
”You're too good at this.”
”It is only fair that I repay you for how wonderful you are! Now, your head – lay it upon my lap!”
With a relaxed sigh, Fenrir got onto his side and rested his head on the top of her lap. Nell's fingers were quick to find his head so that they could stroke along his scalp and rub him through his hair.
”Now, my hero, what is it that you wish to tell me about?” she asked.
”Having kids,” Fenrir answered, forcing himself to say it. He knew that if he hesitated for even a second then he would not be able to. Simply talking about it with Saya was already hard enough. He also considered bringing it up to Azalabulia during their date, but that clearly did not happen. ”I'm worried about being a dad… and it's why I'm afraid of having sex. In real life, anyways.”
”Ah, so that is why.”
”Was I really that obvious?”
”Well, my hero, you do live with three—if I may be so bold as to include myself—beautiful girlfriends who would be more than delighted to take things to the next level. Even if you have been able to satisfy us without such penetration, it is still something we look forward to, and I am sure that you wish for it just as much.”
”I do. I really do. It's just that every time I actually think about actually doing it… my mind is stupid and starts thinking about what happens if I get any of you pregnant. Even if you all take birth control and we use protection and all that, I'd still be worried. Having kids changes everything. I really want kids, especially now that they're steadily reversing how fucked they made the world, but… it means nowhere near as much free time as we have now, it means having lives that we're entirely responsible for, raising them to be good kids and future adults, and I have no idea if I'll be a good dad or not.”
”I understand. Rest assured that the rest of us have these concerns as well, though perhaps not as much as you do. I am worried that I will not be a good mother – that I will have to change my way of life for a life that I have brought to our world, but it is every bit as exciting as it is frightening.”
Despite the continued fighting in the distance as part of the tournament, neither Nell nor Fenrir were aware of any of it. They were too absorbed in one another to pay attention to anything else.
”My dad,” Fenrir continued, ”he was a good man from what I can remember, but… I wouldn't want to be like him. He was always serious, rarely smiled, never showed much emotion around me and my mom – he was a great dad in his own way, but I don't want to be like him. The problem is that I don't know what other kind of dad to be like. I can't even remember any specific parenting moments from either of them anymore. I guess it feels like… this might be a weird example, but carpenters are supposed to train under others to learn what to do, right? That's kind of how parenting is. Kids learn from their parents and use those examples to raise their own kids in the future. But me, I would be like a new carpenter with zero experience or education getting an important job and not being allowed to screw it up.”
”Who says that you are not allowed to make mistakes?” Nell asks, resting a hand on his forehead.
”Me.”
”You are very silly, my hero. Parents make mistakes all the time. The only parents who claim to have never made mistakes are perfectionist narcissists who likely did far more damage to their children than typically flawed parents.”
”Well, I don't think I'm a narcissist, but I do want to be as perfect of a parent as possible.”
”That is fine, but you should not stress yourself out over it. It is only human to make mistakes. Whether you are parentless or the father of twenty does not matter. You will make mistakes regardless. You will have moments where you wish you would have done or said something differently. Our future children may even go through phases where they claim to hate us no matter how well we do. All that matters, my dearest Ryouta, is that we raise them to the best of our abilities. So long as we strive to do our best – so long as we keep our children's best interest at heart while letting them live their own lives free of whatever selfish desires for their futures we may have, I believe that we will be proud parents.”
”Yeah… you're right. Hearing you put it that way makes me feel a lot better about it. I promise I'll have their best interests at heart.”
”That is more than enough! Many parents fail to do even that. So long as you genuinely wish for their best, you will be a wonderful father. Ah, I do have one selfish request before then, though.”
”What?”
”I wish for us to enjoy ourselves while I call you 'father,' perhaps 'daddy.' I am not sure how I will feel about calling you those once we have children of our own calling you that.”
”You can call me whatever you want whenever you want.”
”Wonderful! I have one more suggestion, if I may.”
”You may.”
”Thank you. My suggestion – well, we will be visiting my home and father soon, so why not ask him for parenting advice? I am sure that he will provide you with all the information you could ever ask for and more.”
”That's a good idea… but also embarrassing. How would I even ask that? Would I just say… 'hey, I'm nervous about being a dad someday, can you please give me some advice?'”
”Why not?”
”I'm not sure I could bring myself to actually say that to anybody, especially one of my girlfriends' dads.”
”Please, my hero. Cassiel's father may not be receptive of such a question from what I know, but I am sure that Serra's fathers and my own will happily assist you however they can. Furthermore, I am confident that you can ask for such advice. You are brave.”
”I'm brave in video games. Not so much in real life.”
”If you can deal with giant spiders on your own to save us, you can ask our fathers for advice.”
”If there is a hierarchy for what's scary, spiders are at the bottom of the tier list and girlfriends' dads are at the top of the pyramid.”
”My father is a very kind and lovable fool. He will not judge you in the slightest. As for Serra's parents, while I have yet to meet any of them, their lifestyle should be all that it takes to get it across that they are very loving and accepting people.”
”You're doing a good job of convincing me, I won't lie.”
”If my feeble attempt at convincing you is working, that is all the more proof you are brave enough on your own to do what you must. My father may not be a carpenter, but you may still become his apprentice in parenting!”
”Does this mean that all our children are going to grow up to have delusional fantasies like you?”
”If they take after me at all, they will corrupt themselves once they are old enough to access the internet.”
”But kids get onto the internet at like… five these days.”
”We may require a major lifestyle change that results in no internet access until they are a more appropriate age.”
”You're unconvincing me from this whole having kids thing.”
”I jest, my hero. Content filters exist for a reason.”
”They do make those things pretty hard to get around these days, but don't underestimate kids. They'll always be better at technology than their parents.”
”You do make a good point,” Nell said with a sigh, lifting her head to notice that Oleander has been huddled around by the others.
”Yeah. Anyways… thanks, Nell. This has been bothering me for a long time now. All that's left I guess is to wait for Aza to meet up with us. I'd feel wrong finally doing it without one of our girlfriends being with us.”
”All the more reason to make sure that she visits my father's with us! Both prerequisites will be satisfied that way. You will have the opportunity to approach my father for parenting advice, and all of us will be there! Assuming that the bed in my room is unchanged, it is more than large enough for all of us to share. The walls are very thick, too, and we can push a towel against the bottom of the door to be extra sneaky if we wish!”
”Asking my girlfriend's dad for parenting advice… and then having sex with his daughter under his roof. I'm not sure how that makes me feel.”
”I am already imagining a rather wonderful fantasy to go along with it!”
”Of course you are.”
”Would you like to hear it, my hero?”
”It's only fair to hear your kinky fantasies out after you had to sit through listening to me.”
”Then prepare yourself, my hero! This may be the most erotic fantasy yet.”
”Oh boy.”
”First… at night, when all is quiet and those still awake are exhausted from the day's activities, we will lazily climb into bed – all of us, and gently hold one another while gently speaking of how much we love one another. We will discuss how much fun we had, how much fun there is to have yet, and how happy we are with one another. Then, Serra will most likely be the one to initiate by groping your crotch with one hand while her other hand slips down into her pants. Naturally, the rest of us will become aroused by the sight and sounds, and so renewed energy will course throughout our bodies as the desire to share pleasure with one another grows increasingly more powerful. It is only a matter of time after that until we are all stripped of our clothes. While I am sure that you and Serra will have no issue staying bare above the sheets, Cassiel and Azalabulia may sneak under the covers to hide their nude figures. I may or may not join them depending on just how bold I am feeling.”
”I like it when your fantasies are like this.”
”I can see that, my hero,” Nell said, letting one of her hands gently pat Fenrir's crotch. Of course, she only meant to tease and pulled her hand away so that she could continue her fantasy. ”Afterward, you would have your pick of us. As you are the only man in our relationship, we must take turns being pleasured by you. Perhaps you will go in order of who you met first? Serra, Cassiel, me, and then Azalabulia? Or will you go at random? Regardless of what you may choose, those unchosen will be able to pleasure one another while you are occupied. Perhaps we may join in on pleasuring you. As you are buried within one of us, whoever is left may bring their lips to yours to kiss while the other enjoys the body of the girl you are currently within. Or we may give you something to look at as you focus on her. Imagine that, while you are burying your length within the girlfriend of your choosing, your other girlfriends are cradling one another and passionately pressing their lips together. It is a very exciting thought, is it not?”
”Yeah… exciting enough that this is starting to feel like torture.”
”Torture? I am not cruel enough to be the one doing the torturing. I am, however, intelligent enough to know that filling your mind with such thoughts may help you get over the anxiety you are facing. If your bravery should require any assistance, your arousal will be there to assist it. If the lust of man is enough to begin wars, it is enough to overwhelm whatever fears you may harbor.”
”Nell.”
”Yes, my hero?”
”I'm horny.”
”I can tell, my hero. Even if your pants do not make it obvious, let us not forget that I can feel what you feel. The intense, bursting arousal within you is more than obvious to me.”
”Think we could have sex right here?”
”Unfortunately, no. Our Azalabulia still needs recovering, and there is a tournament to see the end of.”
”Wait… Aza. I – I'm a horrible boyfriend. I completely forgot about her.”
”Worry not, my hero. You had your own conflict to work through. I am sure that she is fine.”
”I really need to go and help her, but… horny. And your lap is really comfortable.”
”While our discussion is a perfectly valid excuse for forgetting about her current situation, your arousal and my thighs are not satisfactory.”
”I know,” Fenrir said with a sigh. ”Alright. Time to get up. Let's go rescue our girlfriend.”
”Do not forget to help me up first! You have yet to even finish your rescue of me.”
And so, Fenrir stood up, reached down, and finally helped Nell up.
While he was not expecting to have such a serious conversation with her, he could not have been any happier that he did. The serious doubts within his mind were finally shared with his girlfriends. Saya was helpful, of course, but it was his girlfriends who he needed to talk to the most about it.
”By the way… I know this is cowardly of me, but do you think you could tell the others about what we talked about? I've got to save my bravery for asking your dad for help,” Fenrir said.
”I will assist you however I can, my hero!”
Meanwhile…
”Ehehe… I can see explosions in my eyes,” Azalabulia said with a muffled giggle, partially buried underground with her head being completely covered in dirt. More of her would be underground if it were not for her breasts getting stuck above ground, hanging upside down and serving as a stopper of sorts.
Not even her mightiest explosion was enough to overcome the power of her chest.