Interlude - Rule of Threes (2/2)

“What are you doing?” Nao raised an eyebrow.

“… This is more embarrassing than I thought,” she admitted while fidgeting.

“Really? You? The girl who shamelessly told her adventuring mentor to put a baby in her is feeling embarrassed?”

“I may act bossy, but I’m still a maiden, you know,” she pouted.

“… You’re right. I’m sorry. Come here.”

Nao stepped forward and took her hand, then guided her towards his bed. They sat down and then he gently and slowly kissed her. Lydia tensed up momentarily, but eased into it and soon started kissing back and really getting into it. They continued to make out as Nao gently lowered her onto the bed and started disrobing. Once he was down to his own undergarments, he slid down her quivering body until his nose pressed against her nether region. He carefully pulled her panties aside and began stimulating her with his tongue.

“What are you doing down there?” she asked with genuine curiosity.

“I’m getting you ready. Going in dry might be painful, and you don’t want it to be painful, right?”

“I… suppose not…”

The girl surrendered to her more experienced partner and allowed him to continue to eat her out. She was clearly starting to enjoy the debatably unnecessary act, as she gripped the sheets and wrapped her thighs around Nao’s head and neck, all while moaning quietly. A few minutes of foreplay later she was more than ready to move onto the main event, and so was Nao. He rubbed his glans against her moistened lower lips and slowly began entering her. He made sure to be gentler than he was with Madeline, but Lydia had other ideas as she suddenly bucked against his hips. She had, essentially, broken her own hymen against Nao’s member, much to his surprise. She then used a tiny bit of healing magic to make the pain go away and seemed ready to continue… though she did insist on a particular position.

“What’s a ‘mating press’ supposed to be?” Nao raised an eyebrow.

“I came across it during my, uh, research,” Lydia claimed with a beet-red face. “It’s supposedly the most effective pose when trying to impregnate someone.”

It was highly debatable whether this ‘research’ was done using proper scholarly sources, but that was a moot point.

“I thought one drop was all it took?”

“Damnit, Nao, just go along with it!”

“Fine, fine. But only because you asked nicely.”

The position in question involved Nao squatting over her and using his thighs to push her legs up towards her head. This left Lydia with her butt raised off the bed and her partner thrusting down into her while his face loomed over hers. It was a surprisingly intimate position that made Nao’s heart race for some reason. Shion usually preferred poses where she was clearly dominant, and Madeline seemed to enjoy riding him more than anything else. It was the first time the beastkin was able to watch his partner from this up close. He felt Lydia’s hot breath, and marvelled at her changing expression every time he thrust into her. The girl seemed too embarrassed to look him in the eyes, only allowing herself fleeting glances as he reached her deepest parts.

It made Nao want to tease her a bit. Rather than racing to finish, he did his best to hold back and fully explore Lydia’s inner folds. He was having fun watching her squirm, wince, and moan as he rubbed up against different parts of her. He half expected her to demand that he stop fooling around and fill her up, but Lydia herself seemed unwilling to let this encounter end. She said it herself. No matter how she approached the subject of sex, she wasn’t just some piece of meat to be bred. She was a woman with her own wants and needs, and right now she wanted to enjoy the moment for as long as she lasted.

Nao was on the same wavelength, but for entirely different reasons. He was used to seeing Lydia as this calm, serious, and borderline bitchy know-it-all. The woman currently underneath him was nothing like that. She was shy, sensitive, and tender. The gap between these two sides of her made her seem much prettier and sexier than she usually was. Which was an achievement, considering she was as incredible a woman as one could find. This revelation combined with the surprisingly intimate position made Nao reach climax despite his best efforts. Some part of him thought this would be his only chance at seeing those demure and embarrassed faces Lydia was making, so he didn’t want the moment to end.

He valiantly held out for an entire forty minutes, during which Lydia went through no less than three orgasms under Nao’s masterful manipulations, but her fourth climax had been the tipping point. Unlike the previous three, this time she wrapped her hands around Nao’s neck and coiled her legs around his thighs. She pulled him down as far she could until the two of them shared a passionate kiss. This sudden act of assertiveness pushed the wolf-boy over the edge, and he shot his seed into her deepest parts. Rope after rope of hot, sticky stuff was deposited into the woman’s baby-maker as Nao unleashed what was perhaps the largest load of his life.

Well, the largest that wasn’t being sucked out of him by a literal semen demon, at least.

Nao tried to pull away afterwards, but Lydia refused to stop clinging to him.

“Can we just stay like this for a bit?” she whispered. “It feels nice to have you plugging me up.”

“I guess we wouldn’t want that baby batter to spill out,” he said jokingly.

“Heh. Definitely not,” she chuckled. “Who knows? After all this, I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up with twins. Maybe even triplets.”

Hearing that ‘t-word’ brought a sudden realization to Nao’s mind.

“… What about Robin?”

“What about her?” Lydia said, puzzled.

“Won’t she want to, uh, get in on this?”

“Probably not. She seems intent on pursuing her adventuring career, at least for the moment. A kid would ruin that, and nobody would force her to have one if she doesn’t want it.”

“I see. That’s reasonable… Wait, did you tell her about me?”

“Not really. I rushed over here as soon as I found out from Madeline. I’ll just tell her later.”

And then, as if on cue-

*SLAM*

“Get off of her, you little twerp!”

-the youngest and most muscular of the three barged into the room.

“… I really need to start locking that door.”

Nao barely got that sarcastic remark out before Robin grabbed him by the shoulder and yanked him free of Lydia’s embrace. She held him up to her eye level and stared at him so hard that the beastkin felt like she was trying to drill into his skull.

“What are you doing, you blockhead?!” the eldest complained.

“Let go of my sort-of-boyfriend, you jerk!” Madeline yelled from the doorway.

“I’ll let go of him when I rip his damn balls off!” Robin roared.

“Uh, can’t we talk about this?” Nao pleaded, his hands instinctively moving to shield his family jewels.

“Talk about what?! You think you can just take advantage of my sisters and get away with it?!”

“They approached me!” he complained. “If anything, I’m the one being taken advantage of!”

“We’ll see about that, won’t we?” she grit her teeth. “Don’t worry, I’ll get to the bottom of this.”

The irate half-fiend carried the thoroughly confused and terrified Hero down the hallway, ignoring protests from her sisters or the ship’s staff. Kuro showed up to see what all the noise was about, only to see his sworn brother being manhandled by one triplet while the other two chased after him, one of whom was in her underwear. The taller wolfkin merely shook his head and left Nao to his fate with a look of ‘you brought this on yourself.’

Robin soon reached her own private room and dragged Nao inside, locking the door behind her. The small crowd of onlookers eventually dispersed, none of them wishing to poke their nose in what seemed to be a bizarre lovers’ quarrel. Pretty soon the only ones left outside of Robin’s room were her sisters, who seemed reluctant to just leave.

“… She won’t actually rip his balls off, right?” Lydia asked, concerned.

“Probably not…” Madeline answered, though the uncertainty in her voice was hardly reassuring.

“What do you mean ‘probably?!’ I need those balls!”

“I know what you mean, sis, but unless I miss my guess, Robin’s going to apply some of Uncle Sigmund’s, uh, ‘advanced Inquisitorial interrogation techniques.’ Ball-ripping-off may or may not be among them.”

“… I see. No matter. I’ll just wait right here to heal him back up. I think I still have that Rejuvenation Potion that Miss Morgana gave me, somewhere in my… Oh.”

Lydia suddenly remembered that she was standing practically naked in a hallway with a man’s seed leaking out of her exposed genitals. She let out an embarrassed squeak and rushed off to make herself decent while Madeline giggled lightly at her plight. The eldest sister was still red in the face by the time she came back, though the huge hurry she’d been in to get dressed had left her robe and hair in a rather messy state.

“Aw… I kind of liked seeing you like that,” her sister teased her. “All vulnerable and exposed.”

“… Madeline, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that. This obsession you have with me isn’t healthy. I mean, you had a succubus pretend to be me. This has clearly gotten out of hand.”

“Oh, that? It was just a way to give Nao the most confused boner of his life. I knew he’d be struck speechless and hesitate to just run if he walked in on that. It was just a tease, an act.”

“You say that, yet you keep making these inappropriate remarks.”

“… I was mostly kidding,” the middle sibling twiddled her fingers.

“That also means you were partially serious,” the older one pressed her. “Also don’t pin this on Nao. You’ve been doing this ever since we went through puberty.”

“Look, I can’t help it, okay? It’s just the way I am!”

“I’m pretty sure Mother didn’t give birth to a deviant,” Lydia crossed her arms.

“That’s not what I meant. I just… happen to like both boys and girls, and Uncle Sigmund never let any boys get near us. I’ve known you my whole life, so is it a stretch to say that I have a crush on my smart, cool, and beautiful older sister?”

“… I suppose not. But what about this ‘almost-boyfriend’ thing with Nao?”

“That’s me trying to move on,” she sighed. “I’ve come to realize just how inappropriate it is to make passes at you even as a joke, but I can’t just undo how I feel overnight. I’m not saying Nao will replace you, but… he might take my mind off you.”

“Replace me? Why would- No, wait. Now that you mention it, we are kind of similar.”

They were both bookworms, fans of quiet places, and fairly devout servants of their respective gods, albeit in different ways. They saw eye to eye on a great many topics, ranging from ethics and theology to politics and economics. Both of them even had simpler and physically larger siblings in the shape of Robin and Kuro.

“What’s with that thoughtful look, sis?” Madeline poked Lydia’s cheek.

“I’m just starting to realize why I feel this way.”

“Feel what way?”

“I may have… fallen for Nao.”

“Can’t say I blame you. He’s pretty amazing. Cute, too.”

Madeline would have also commented on his lovemaking, but she didn’t exactly have a frame of reference for it. Not just yet, anyway.

“Yeah… I just hope this won’t get between us,” Lydia expressed her worries.

“Well, I don’t mind sharing him if it’s with you.”

“I see. I suppose I could say the same. Provided Nao is okay with it, of course.”

“Oh?! Does this mean threesomes?!”

“Don’t push it, missy,” Lydia warned her. “We still need to worry about what Robin might be doing to him in there.”

“Right. Yeah. Serious face - on!”

The two sisters remained in that hallway in near-total silence, only rarely broken up by idle conversation regarding the sights they’d seen since departing Inquisition headquarters. They both felt their hotheaded sibling wouldn’t do anything too drastic, but they couldn’t help but worry after more than an hour had passed. The second hour ticked by and they were on the verge of breaking in there when the door suddenly opened to reveal a fully clothed and entirely unharmed Nao.

“Hello, girls,” he smiled at them.

“Are you okay?!” Madeline rushed over to him.

“Perfectly fine, as you can see. Thankfully I had a spare set of robes in my Item Box. Have you two been standing out here this entire time?”

“We got worried when you didn’t come out for so long,” the older sister chimed in.

“Oh, I see. Sorry, I didn’t consider that. I should’ve told you it was all under control sooner.”

“Under control?” Lydia cocked an eyebrow.

“Indeed. I was able to talk Robin down, and we discussed things like adults until we reached an understanding. She can be surprisingly amicable once she cools off.”

“That’s rather impressive. That girl has difficulty listening to words once her anger flares up.”

“Yeah, she got a lot of daddy’s bad temper,” Madeline chimed in.

“Well, she’s not the first impulsive hothead I’ve had to deal with. I grew up with Kuro, remember?”

Indeed, the man was so confrontational and quick to anger it was harder to convince people that he wasn’t a Berserker than the other way around.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I really need to get back to my thesis.”

Nao then politely passed by them and strode off towards his room, though neither of the sisters could believe things had really ended that smoothly. And since the door to Robin’s room was left slightly ajar, it seemed reasonable to check in on her and see whether the Hero of Magic had indeed managed to talk her down. When they peeked inside, however, Madeline and Lydia realized exactly what Nao meant when he said they had settled things ‘like adults.’

Robin was currently completely naked, lying face-down ass-up on her bed, with numerous bright red handprints on both butt cheeks while cum dripped out of both holes and down her muscular yet quivering thighs.

“You… uh… alright over there?” Madeline asked.

“I can’t feel my legs!” was the answer.

“… Yeah, she’ll be fine.”

The two nephilim then closed the door to let their ravaged sister recover in peace.

“So… I guess Nao has a surprising amount of stamina for such a scrawny man,” Lydia remarked.

“He probably had some, uh, liquid assistance,” Madeline suggested.

“What do you mean?”

“Nao’s, like, a really good Alchemist. Who’s to say he didn’t have a few ‘performance boosters’ floating around that Item Box of his?”

“I mean, I guess. I just didn’t peg him as the kind of guy to carry that sort of stuff with him.”

“They probably weren’t for personal use. You’d be surprised how much people are willing to pay for those.”

“Oh.”

The two just stood there in an awkward silence for a few moments before the younger one turned to her sister with a playful smirk.

“So, does this mean-”

“Madeline, I swear to Mother, if you say ‘foursomes’ I will beat you over the head with my staff until your rotten brain oozes out of your ears.”

“… How about a fiver with the succubus, then?”

Granted, she hadn’t technically said ‘foursomes,’ but that didn’t stop Lydia from gaining her first two Levels of Staff Mastery over the next few hours.