158 Long Overdue Guidance (1/2)

And I am pretty sure that the universe is trolling me at this point.

Well, not exactly the universe itself.

It is more like someone with way too much creative power and time on his hand or maybe just a hand.

That is, one hand.

Since the other hand may be preoccupied with something else.

And if I have to guess who, it is likely one of the Primordial.

Honestly, it is fairly safe to blame everything that had happened to me on a Primordial.

If it wasn't for one of them or perhaps all of them in some capacity, I wouldn't be here.

I am unsure where exactly I would be if I didn't get killed, being the Aspect of Time with limitless power and all of that, but I am certain that I wouldn't be here, debating with myself on whether I should give my daughter what she wants in exchange for information.

Alright. It is not that much of a debate since the choice is a no brainer.

Give my daughter a nice steamy creampie and profit.

Sounds easy enough. It isn't rocket science.

And it also isn't the first time I have fucked my daughter. It isn't the 20th times either.

But I do wonder whether I will be inevitably fucking all of my daughters in the end.

It seems very likely, considering what I have been through thus far.

While I didn't sire Allison or Lexi normally, I am still their father, and they are my daughters. I obviously fuck the both of them on multiple and separate occasions, but it is more of them wanting my meat.

Just like what Adria now wants.

And while I can give her my seeds without needing to fuck her into wanton submission, it wouldn't be pleasurable like she has implied. She obviously wants me to fuck her.

Good thing that Adria is a beautiful young woman, and she definitely knows that she is.

”Are you sure that is what you want, Adria? I will not be as gentle or as affectionate like I was making love to your mother. And I will not be easily satisfied. Although, if you just need my seeds, one round should be sufficient.”

I point out to just gauge her reaction.

Adria smirks instead.

That smirk of her is getting annoying. No. It is not getting annoying. It is already annoying, considering that she takes greatly pleasure of keeping me in the dark.

And for that reason alone, I want to slap her, and it won't be my hands that will do the job.

”There are many things that you really need to learn, father. For one, I am not like mother. I am certain that I can satisfy your lust more than mother ever could. For two, one round is not nearly sufficient. It is because I do not need your seeds, physically, but spiritually.”

Adria tells me while maintaining that smug expression of hers.

”However, as you are currently, it is not possible for you to bless me spiritually. And don't think about using those tiny machines floating around in your body to get off, as the mind and body and soul must be completely aligned for this to work.”

She continues.

Honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way either. Having Selene do it for me amounts to masturbation.

Adria also gives me some insight into the mind, the body, and the soul. Separation of mind, body and the soul are required to step into the spiritual realm.

It seems I should work on this as soon as possible.

Luckily, Zeus seems to know all about it. He will teach me for a price, and I do have a lot of things that he does want. He doesn't know it yet.

”Alrighty then. Since I am severely lacking knowledge in this area, you will have to get whatever you need out of me yourself, Adria.”

I response while looking around the room in search of someone.

Adria smiles before getting off the bed and brushes down her curvy body with both hands gently. She then approaches me, as her dress morphs into a more comfortable attire.

There is a split in the dress now, showing her long legs.

The translucent flames that have been encircling her body in a playful manner from the beginning has finally dissipated. It would just be distracting otherwise.

”Of course, father. But please tell me, what are you looking for? There is no one here besides us. Even if there are, I will not allow them to interfere.”

Adria asks before she kneels on the ground in front of me, so that her eyes is at the right level.

Despite our position, she still has a smug look on her face.

”Oh, that? I was just checking if there is a cancer-ridden disfigured wise-cracking mercenary wearing a tight red spandex somewhere in the room. I suppose he is too busy chasing after death than looking after his theatrical girlfriend.”

I response.

Adria looks confused, obviously not getting my reference since the year isn't 2016.

It isn't 2001 either, thanks to me.

It is 1002001, a palindrome.

Did I plan for that? Certainly, but I think I might have gone overboard, considering that giving humanity that long for preparation is basically giving them a gun and locking them in solidary.

And while I could fix that, it seems pointless since they would make the same choice again as the Flood cannot really be defeated, at least not through technological or magical means.

As for Adria herself, she dismisses my seemingly randomness before fishing out my cock.

It is not that hard, but it isn't completely soft either.

Honestly, it is kind of hard considering a beautiful young woman is kneeling in front of me, attempting to milk me with her mouth. Pun intended, of course.

”To think that this is where I had come from when you join with mother, father.”

Adria comments as she wraps her hands around my cock and gives it repeated strokes, gently and very methodically.

And that comment alone is enough to make my cock twitches.

Her looking up at me with those rather exotic eyes along with a smile on her face are just a bonus. Her tongue soon sticks out of her mouth, latching onto my cock.

She tastes it along the entire length before sliding it into her mouth.

I couldn't help but let out a gasp when Adria envelopes me with her hot and wet mouth. She sucks me expertly, and it didn't take more than a handful of seconds to get me to full hardness.

Adria is really just that good of a cocksucker, and with her current appearance, I don't think that I will be able to look at the Brazilian-American actress the same way again.

”How many cocks have you sucked already, Adria?”

I question as I jerk my hips, sliding my erection in and out of her mouth.

Adria reciprocates by bobbing her head along my length, slobbering her drools all over my meat.

”Just one, father. Yours. Like mother, I will always be yours, father. In mind, body and soul.”

Adria answers me after she let my cock out of her mouth.

Her hand continues to pump my cock as she gives her response.

She then smiles before taking my cock back into her mouth and all the way into the back of her throat just before she gags on it.

”We will see about that, Adria. Now, choke for me. Choke for daddy.”