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Syr let out a sigh of unhappiness as Cass withdrew her arms from Syr's hips. "Ah, Mr. Holt," she said, doing her best coquettish young ingenue expression, as he walked towards the pair. She could see from his soul that he wasn't going to be convinced, but he did have quite the fetish for blowjobs, and she had to at least try, so she let her mouth fall open, her tongue lolling out invitingly. His gaze was drawn to it, drinking in the shape of her flicking pink tongue with undisguised lust. "You taste so good, I want to feel you in my throat," she said, her fingers trailing along her throat as she did her best to seduce him.

"Sorry, Syr," he said, and she wanted to whine and kick and complain. "Cass has been very considerate of your preferences up to this point, but we are married, and it has been a while for her."

"It's... okay..." Cass said, her voice so soft and sweet, her soul so earnest and genuine that it drove Syr wild, her heart thumping that extra bit harder. "I can... wait..."

Drake let out a sigh, looking at Syr. "Syr. I'm going to fuck Cass. You can leave the tent if you'd rather not see it, but I'm going to do it."

Syr's lips wiggled uncomfortably on her face, as she drew in a deep breath through her nose. What was she supposed to do? Tell him that no, he couldn't fuck his wife? She was hardly in a good bargaining position to ascertain that. Wait outside while her Cassandra was ravished by Drake? That felt pathetic even to contemplate. If she thought about it, the answer was obvious: "I'll stay and watch." It would give her an extra bit of intelligence on the exact relationship of the pair, regardless.

She inwardly sighed. Her Cassandra had looked so transcendently beautiful, her spirit burning bright with that thirst for justice. She had been waiting for that moment from the day they set off on this absurd venture, and it almost made her salivate just to think about it. She wished Drake hadn't stepped in and stolen all the glory. Her Cassandra would have looked incomprehensibly radiant, standing tall over slavers, rescuing the slaves out of nothing but the kindness of her heart...

Drake was kissing her Cassandra mere inches from Syr's face, snapping her out of her thoughts. The pair's lips furiously smacked against one another, and Cassandra was, of course, very happy to be kissing her husband. She had her eyes closed so that she didn't have to see Syr's feelings, knowing that Syr would definitely be brooding, which in turn made Syr feel vaguely guilty, just for sullying Cassandra's time with her husband.

No, she had to accept this. She knew that her Cassandra loved her husband, and while she held out some hope, she was making peace with the idea that if Cassandra left the Loki familia for her own, then it would be with her fingers laced together with Drake's - never alone. She had to see what Cassandra did with her husband. To know. Some part of her hoped she'd find some hidden weakness of Drake or Cassandra's, but after her gentle, sincere, sweet, open Cassandra had responded to watching another woman getting fucked by her husband with nothing but genuine generosity - she didn't hold out much hope.

Even now, she wasn't sure how she felt about that. Her Cassandra's inner beauty was breathtaking - but her love for Drake didn't drive her to feel jealous of his other women? There was something about that that felt... unnatural. Love was jealous. Freya's own quiet fuming unhappiness that Drake was the one so thoroughly kissing Cassandra, that he was the one pushing her down onto her back, that he was the one who got to undress her - it was a scarlet passion alight within her breast, the scalding heat that proved the fire was real! Her Cassandra should have raged against her, should have demanded Drake focus all his attentions on her, should have done something.

She was just that pure. Freya saw it in her soul, as she stared at the girl in question, her breath caught in her throat. She wanted, just a little bit, to ruin that purity - and that thought made her feel terrible and awful the moment it came to mind. No, no, Freya wanted to improve Cassandra's soul, that's what she wanted to do, she always wanted that, only wanted that. Any thoughts to the contrary were just - barbaric moments of carnal desire born of a bestial, fleshy, mortal body.

Yes. Yes. When her Cassandra finally fell for her, she would let her - no, want her, to keep her open heart. If Cassandra didn't mind when she laid with Allen or Ottar or Hogni or any of the others, then that would be grand, wouldn't it? That... that absence of fire, it was just...

She tried to steady her thoughts. Drake had pulled down Cassandra's pants, leaving her naked before him; her Cassandra was twisting her hips up towards him. An act they had doubtless done countless times before, but only now being performed right in front of Syr's eyes. She watched as Drake plunged his length deep inside Cassandra in a smooth movement, groaning as Cassandra put all she had into making her husband feel good.

Ah. Ah. She understood now, as she watched Drake gently pump his hips, as Cassandra worked him hard, as the pair kissed one another wetly, frantically, emotionally - she was angry. She wasn't consciously aware of the anger, but it was guiding her thoughts down a terrible path.

For a moment, she wondered at the cause of the anger - or, really, her inability to consciously notice it. After a few seconds of watching Drake's balls slap against her Cassandra's ass, she figured it out. She was acting just like Drake had, back in the slave market - she was seeing the beauty of her beloved's soul, her purity, her wonderful generosity and virtue, and trying to emulate it. She captured that thought, made it conscious, stacked it up inside her head until even her irritation and frustration at this situation had cooled, until she could think of what was happening in front of her eyes (what had been happening all along) as acceptable if not good, and then, having won a small victory over herself, leaned in to kiss her Cassandra on the cheek.

At that point, Cassandra poked one eye open, looking at her tentatively. Syr gave her her most winning smile, wanting to show her Cassandra that she could accept even this part of her - and her Cassandra didn't close her eyes, making Syr let out a small sigh of relief. "You two really love each other a whole lot, huh?" Syr asked.

Drake just let out an "mhm" into Cassandra's mouth, and Cassandra herself nodded minutely, rather than even breaking off the kiss to talk to her. It was... a bit disrespectful, but on the other hand, he was kissing Cassandra. If Syr had been kissing Cassandra like that, she wouldn't have broken it off just for a yes or no question from Ryu or Ottar. She leaned in and kissed Cassandra's cheek again, then again, pecking along the girl's neck gently, occasionally glancing at Drake out of the corner of her eye to make sure she wasn't violating some new rule of his about how she could touch her Cassandra. She kissed along the other girl's shoulder, made a slow and winding route over her scarred, muscular bicep, across her forearm, up to her fingers, gently kissing them one by one.

Her contact with her beloved's body was so delightful that she almost orgasmed just from tasting her Cassandra's fingertips. She stared longingly up at her Cassandra, but the girl in question was focused more on Drake, grinding her body against his, twisting up with a level of skill that was surely unmatched. Drake broke off the kiss, panting heavily, keeping his face in front of Cassandra's, their eyes locked on one another's, Cassandra clearly liking to stare at her husband's face - and then he came, groaning as he gushed inside his wife.

Syr just watched with a blinking curiosity, some part of her noticing that there was something just subtly wrong about the whole situation. Oh. Oh? She... Cassandra hadn't come yet. With Jahanara, the girl had simply turned into a wild, bucking beast of carnal desire, but Cassandra had simply worked towards and acquired her husband's orgasm, and even now was just staring at his face in wide-eyed delight as she watched him come.

Freya wanted to jump up, to declare that she could be a much better lover than Drake, that she could make Cassandra come so many times, but there was something wrong even at that thought.

Her Cassandra... didn't care.

No, it was different from that.

Sex. The primal act of intimacy. The basal mechanism of reproduction. The survival of the mortal races hinged upon it - and by extension, on chasing the orgasm. For women in particular, the orgasm was important, because the biological systems to encourage the seeking out of sex were relatively weak. The orgasm compensated for that by creating a learned desire.

Yet her Cassandra wasn't chasing her orgasm. It wasn't that Drake had (somehow, impossibly, unimaginably, even for him) never made her Cassandra orgasm, and thus she'd never learned such bliss. It was that her Cassandra was so sweet and giving that in the moment of their intercourse, her priority had been her own husband's pleasure, even though he just got done fucking another woman. She had brought him to ecstasy before he had brought her to ecstasy, just the same as she might have beaten him in any other race.

Of course, Drake was a Level Three, and thus could keep going after orgasming twice. He began to thrust inside her Cassandra again, pumping away, and this time let his lips trail away from hers, kissing down her neck, sucking on the bare flesh flagrantly, as if entirely motivated to show Syr what she wasn't permitted to do. His hands slid along her Cassandra's body, caressing one breast softly, with all due skill and appreciation, the other sliding down between her legs to start to tease the girl's clit. He was working particularly hard to bring her Cassandra off, and she could see as Cassandra's spirit yielded to him, let him take charge for a moment, no longer trying quite so hard for his orgasm... not out of any selfish desire for her own pleasure, but simply because she knew he liked to make her come.

It was beautiful.

Incandescent.

Alien.

Wrong.

She let out a soft breath against Cassandra's fingertips. The girl's spirit was so perfectly selfless it brought her to tears - yet it also confounded her. She shifted her position once more, drawing Cassandra's hand along with her, holding it by the wrist and kissing each fingertip in turn. "Can I kiss you, Drake?" She breathed the words out, glancing to see that Cassandra was excited to see that she was doing so. Drake popped his lips up off of Cassandra's neck, glancing at Syr for a moment, then down at Cassandra, then leaned into her.

Syr brought Cassandra's hand along with her lips - and Drake didn't stop her, letting her tongue finally slide across those beautiful, callous fingers of hers, as Cassandra's hand blocked the way between their mouths. Both of them were soon kissing one another across the boundary of Cassandra's index and middle fingers, tasting her flesh as their tongues worked to invade one another's mouth. It was incredible to Syr, a true delight, being able to just taste her beloved like this, to properly slather her fingers in her own spit. Cassandra just squirmed like she was trying not to giggle at the touch, but Syr didn't mind. She wanted this so badly. To just run her tongue along her Cassandra's skin, even in passing, even as part of a kiss with another person - it was wonderful.

* * *

Back in Orario, I was getting my falna updated. "Eh? Ehh!" Loki declared, looking at my back. "Guess what, sexy butt," she said, idly groping my ass for emphasis. "You Leveled up, and you got a new Skill! It's another of those ones with no description, so be honest if you know what it does," she added, giving my ass a quick swat.

"Right. What is it?" I asked.

"It says Harmony of Blows," she said.

"Oh. That's a good one. It's the multiattack Charm," I explained. "It lets me attack several times faster than normal," I said.

"That does sound pretty good. Bland, though," she said, slumping and flopping her chin onto my shoulder. "When I saw a new skill I was hoping it was something sexy again. You and Yours Stance, hnn."

"What would Harmony of Blows do if it was sexy?" I asked.

"I don't know! Make you fuck three times as fast but it feels even better or something! Do some kind of coordinated gangbang with your three bodies! Gah! It's not my fault you have all these sexy Skills," she noted, fingers trailing across my stomach, up towards my pecs, just groping them in either hand. "I'm totally addictedddd," she whined in my ear. "You even made me fall in love..."

"As I recall, that had as much to do with me letting you have a threesome with Haruhime as anything else."

"True, true... Haruhime..." she sighed longingly. "Oh, since you Leveled up, Cass probably did too. Maybe Rei and Erza. Doubt Ais or Riveria." She yawned, stretching for a moment, releasing my pecs before groping them again. "You can pretend to be upset that I'm groping you."

"Oh no," I said in a deadpan. "I'm being groped by my sexycute goddess." I could practically hear Loki's eyes roll. "You have a lie detector, Loki." I idly squeezed her thigh.

"True, true," Loki agreed. "Oh! Hey... idea on the seduction front," she said. "Since if you get more women to fall for you, then you get more women you can summon, and you'll share 'em, right?"

"If they're okay with being shared." Ganko would be. Darkness probably, if it was phrased right. Naomi, I think? Juvia, no.

"Since you're a Level Four, and there's a Level Four Amazon who has almost fallen for you, and you've got all the Skills and the Exaltation whatsit and so on, you could probably beat her in a one on one. Then summon a cute girl and let me grope her."

I let out a soft chuckle at that. "Alright, Loki." I took a moment, letting her just press her body against mine. "Do you want me to do that now, or do you want to grope me more?"

"I want you to use your other body to go do it!" Loki declared.

"My other body is in the Dungeon with Setsuko," I told her, making her sigh.

"Nn... fine... but if it works and Aisha says she loves you, then you gotta come right back and summon the girl!"

"I mean... if it does work, I'd rather consummate things with her than just immediately abandon her," I pointed out, making Loki sigh even more loudly.

"Fine! Then! Take a shower and come back!"

* * *

Aisha Belka smiled as she saw Drake approaching her, putting down the book she'd been flicking through. Her gaze slid along his body, lightly attired as it generally was around the Manor... the muscular physique, his significant height, he really was handsome. She offered him a smile as he approached, idly tilting her head, drawing his eyes down towards her neck and then to her cleavage. "Hello, Drake."

"Hello," he said, smiling right back at her. "I was hoping to have a spar with you," he told her.

"Oh? I am one Level ahead of you," she said, cracking her neck and rolling her shoulders. If he was underestimating her just because she liked him, she'd show him quite another thing.

"Not anymore," he replied, with a grin of his own. He'd Leveled already? Presumably something off in Kaios.

"Then I'm looking forward to this spar," she said, replacing the book in its place on the shelf, making sure to bounce her hips just right to ensure his gaze didn't go anywhere save her buttocks. Gauging by the way he kept pace behind her, she was quite certain it didn't.

When they arrived outside at the field, she collected her practice saber, and he collected his own practice knives - they were pretty much kitchen knives, but it wasn't as if they could cut her skin, so she didn't mind as she got into position across from him, sliding into position and watching his movements closely, saber held up between them. "Three," he began. "Two. One. Start," he finished, and then leapt backwards even as she swept forward.

He had the range advantage, of course, and the damnable ability to fly. She remembered even now, as he drifted through the air away from her, of his victory over her back in the Dungeon, of her collapse to his poisoned strike. That had been good fortune on his part, hesitation on hers - but now, he really was able to keep his distance and his pace. She leapt towards him, and he dodged to one side, leaving her to skid across the ground, keeping her speed as she swiveled around to face him again. "You can't win if you stay so far away," she said, staring at him firmly. "Even at your Level, those knives of yours-" he threw one, aimed dead center at her forehead, and she easily intercepted it with her saber, sending it clattering to one side, "-won't break through my guard."

"I know," he said, flicking his wrist, the knife that she'd cast aside now driving towards her neck - once again, she batted it aside, even as he hurled a second knife at her, forcing her to dodge just slightly. Of course, he did have that Skill of his, the one he'd used to defeat Lena Tally. He threw two more knives, then jerked his wrists in a way that told her there was another attack coming, and she didn't trust her guard to manage against four attacks at once - so she leapt to the side.

She realized that it was a feint as his hand cast out again, as if hurling something, and she felt something attach to her ankle. She tried to cut at the invisible strand, but he yanked, hard, on her ankle, dragging her towards him, sending her tumbling along the ground, her body getting dinged and scraped and dirty as she slid forward. She let out a pant, her heart pounding in her chest with excitement, as she came to a stop, swirling in place to block another thrown knife as he loomed far overhead, throwing knives down, forcing her to defend herself from her back, the clang-clatter of practice saber against throwing knife resounding in the air.

She leapt to her feet, and a moment later, up towards him, making a straight beeline, sword held before her. She knew what he'd do, of course - dodge to one side - so she swept her sword out after him. As he narrowly escaped the strike, she twisted her whole body around, bringing her leg into things, which should have impacted his torso by how quick she did it, but somehow her leg simply passed through the space where he ought to have been as if he wasn't there.

Duck Fate, she recalled, as she landed on the ground some yards away, her smile stretching almost from ear to ear as she stared up at him. "Good dodge," she breathed. She licked her lips, contemplating her next move - only to be surprised as he simply descended down towards her at an incredible pace, rushing her head on. She brought up her sword defensively, and his hands produced two knives, one stabbing from the right, one from the left - she managed to parry the first, grabbing his wrist a moment before the knife cut her, but then that same knife she parried was pressed up against her throat, and she was forced to simply collapse onto her back - whereupon just as suddenly he was atop her, the hand she'd been holding freed, two knives at her throat in the moment.

Her breathing was heavy at that point, as she stared up into his eyes. If they were real knives, she'd be utterly at his mercy. She could feel the raw lust that had been building in their duel reach its culmination, knowing that this was exactly what he'd intended from the very beginning as she stared up into his eyes. She spared a glance down towards his groin, then reached up for it, groping his hard-on. "You like this position, eh?" She asked him, smoldering with lust, the heat in her cheeks intense as she saw that hungry gaze of his.

"I like the woman who's in it," he responded, before leaning down over her, pressing his lips forcefully against hers, invading her mouth. She yielded to the forceful kiss, mashing lip against lip, his tongue invading her mouth like the conquering hero he was. His hands caressed her body, knives cast aside, and hers did likewise, enjoying the curve and feel of every muscle he had, the hard right angles, the delectable smoothness of his skin. She panted into his mouth, feeling more aroused for him in this moment than she ever had before - and then he broke off the kiss. "Let's go inside."

"Rut with me right here," she challenged him. "Who cares? They already know we sleep together."

"They don't want to watch," he said, though she knew the actual reason - he didn't want to be watched. She let out a small sigh, but nodded, letting the foreplay go on hold as he rolled to his feet, standing up herself - he surprised her, though, by simply sweeping her up in his arms, a classic princess carry, before hefting into the air, stepping on nothingness, clambering with great speed up towards his bedroom, opening the window from the outside and clambering inside. "Let's go."

"Let's," she said, removing her top a moment later, then grasping the bottom of his, just tearing it off in her thunderous rush, the pounding need between her thighs, inside her bosom, telling her that there was no reason whatsoever to wait a single second longer than was necessary. His own hands tore at her clothes once the idea was placed in his mind, and soon enough they were both naked, the scattered remnants of what they'd been wearing discarded on the floor, the man in question pushing her back into the bed, the scattered handful of Strength points she'd earned since her Level not enough to outmatch his own strength. He made her tumble backwards onto it, the mattress bouncing as he clambered atop her, pointing his cock at her wet sex, and he thrust inside her without the faintest hesitation, practically growling with desire as he pressed his lips into hers.

It was conquest, plain and simple, and it sent an intense frisson through her whole body. She wasn't a mere child who fell for the first man to defeat her in battle, but the one atop her had done so much more than that, and now as her legs snapped around his waist, she felt the carnal, basal needs of an Amazon, to breed with a strong man, overpowering her good sense. She broke off the kiss for a moment, speaking in a guttural groan. "When you come, make me pregnant." There was nothing she wanted more in that moment, and she clasped him against her again a moment later, once more kissing him, feeling his bare chest as her nipples scraped against it, her sensitivity continuing to spike in the moment.

One of his hands slid along the soft flesh of her breast, caressing it gently; the other slid down for her ass, groping it flagrantly. She loved them both. Her own hands went wild on his body as he began to pump away inside her, slamming in and out of her wet sex. He broke off the kiss himself, staring into her eyes, his finger trailing its way along the curve of her breast towards her sternum. "Go for it," she dared him. "Make me go wild with pleasure, I'm already mad with lust," she declared, her voice flagrant and hungry, and she reached up to grasp him in a kiss once more, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth, her whole body trembling with desire and anticipation as he pounded away inside her.

There was no confusing that 'Celestial Bliss Trick' of his for the raw, carnal pleasure she felt in the moment, but it was so good. His finger slid around to her clit, teasing it, as he just pounded away, the mattress squeaking beneath them from the sheer force he brought to bear. It seemed, to her mind, to be a bloody-minded declaration of his own utter dominion, of his claim of her body, of her sex. She squirmed beneath him, gasping heavily into his mouth, wondering if she'd come before he even used that Skill, and indeed, that was precisely what happened, a guttural moan escaping her mouth into his own as her sex squeezed and gripped his hard rod, as he pounded all the harder in response, his own movements becoming more manic and animal.

She loved it. She loved the feeling of his hard cock inside her, pounding away. She loved his hands, groping her, feeling her, caressing her, wanting her. She loved his tongue in her mouth, the taste of his spit as it dribbled down from his mouth into hers. She loved the way he had defeated her in their spar, pinned her beneath him, shown her that his power and prowess was greater than hers. She loved the way he had rescued Haruhime with only the purest of motives. She loved the way he cared for the renard with nothing but patience and kindness despite her issues. She loved the way she could trust her dear friend in his arms. She broke off the kiss, as her orgasm ended, knowing that soon enough Celestial Bliss Trick would begin to run its terrible course through her body. "I love you," she told him.

His cock throbbed inside her, clearly loving to hear those words - and she exploded in orgasm beneath him, gasping as her fingers clawed at his back, each brush of skin against skin intensified a thousandfold. "I love you too," he growled, before simply sucking on her neck, leaving her to tremble in blissful pleasure as he laid claim to her body, as he pounded and thrust away, as he enjoyed and used her. She delighted in it, of course, every nerve ending in her whole body alive and alight with desire and pleasure as he pumped continuously inside her, as he laid his terrible claim to every inch of her body.

She was in continuous ecstasy, one orgasm blending into the next, when he came inside her, white seed splattering its way across her womb. She dragged him up off her neck, then, panting heavily as her eyes met his. "If, that didn't, make me pregnant," she told him, one hand on his chin, knowing that a gentleman like him might have hesitated to impregnate her merely because she was in the throes of lust, "then the next one had better," she told him, forcefully pulling him back down into her lips, smashing her face together with his, making clear that her demand had been meant from the bottom of her heart, even if it was also born from the endless throbbing need of her clit.

His hands reached up for her breasts at that point, squeezing down on both fiercely, his tongue playing about inside her mouth with deftness and skill. Her whole body faintly trembled at the touch of him, and he broke off the kiss at that point, pressing his forehead against hers, staring down into her eyes. "That one did," he told her - and she came again just from those words, the hypersensitivity of her body combining together with the raw emotional intensity of the moment, her legs dragging him as far inside her as she could manage, holding and pressing his cock deep within her womb, grinding him down as her pussy gripped and squeezed, as hot moans escaped her throat. He once more kissed and sucked at her neck, as he took her in that position, bringing her off over and over again as he pounded inside her.

She lost track of time, even lost track of her own orgasms, as unending as they were coming, as their bodies twined together. Instead, she simply counted the passing minutes by the number of times he had come inside her. Once, that first glorious splash that had given her his child; twice, that second splatter, fruitlessly aiming to double up on the work of the first; third, fourth, fifth... she salivated at the thought of each progressive ejaculation, her body not understanding the magic that controlled his fertility, interpreting each additional dollop of seed inside her as that little bit more likely to impregnate her, constantly demanding more and more of him, her breathing growing ever more ragged as orgasm after orgasm hit her.

At last, he simply tumbled down atop her, panting as he let Celestial Bliss Trick end for her as well, both their bodies trembling with exertion, sweat sticking them together. He had come inside her eleven times total. She just gently ran her fingers through his hair.

* * *

Ganko Kimura had gone to bed last night feeling terrible. Ten Man had rejected her! She had poured her heart out for him, expressed her earnest love, and he'd said he wasn't interested!

But now that she'd had a good cry and a cuddle with her best friend, Mai (who had also been rejected by the girl she liked!), and she'd had a good night's rest, she was ready to face the world again. Obviously, Ten Man hadn't been her one true love! Duh! If he had been, then he wouldn't have rejected her, now would he have? She'd just been being dumb and silly. She'd find her one true love soon enough, and hopefully, Mai would too! Then Mai would be able to stop practicing kissing with her, and get to practice kissing with the girl she liked instead!

Ganko had been on her way to Akitsuki Hero Academy (probably the reason that she had thought she'd fallen in love with Ten Man, was because her one true love would wind up attending there or something!) when she'd suddenly been whisked away, like in an isekai anime! Only it was even better than an anime, because it was real, and then, lucky her, her one true love was standing right in front of her!

She didn't know his name or anything, but he was tall, muscular, and handsome, with short dark hair. He looked Wesmeri, other than not being blonde. More importantly than anything physical like that, though, it was just obvious that he was her one true love, which made her head over heels with joy! "What's your name?" She asked, the words tingling on her lips.

"I'm Drake Holt," he said, smiling.

"I'm Ganko Kimura!" She said, smiling brightly, and he reached out to cup her cheek. Ah! She felt her cheeks heat up as he touched her but she certainly wasn't going to stop him! He was pretty forward with a girl for the first time they'd met! But wait, maybe he also knew he was her one true love?! This would be so much easier if he did!

"I love you," he said, and her heart wanted to pound right out of her chest. He loved her already?!? He was her one true love, holy crap!

"I love you too!" She said, smiling brightly, and he just smiled right back at her, leaning down to kiss her on the lips. She felt her eyes roll up in absurd bliss. Just yesterday she'd been worrying about Ten Man, and now-! Now she was with her one true love, who was kissing her out of the blue! It was too perfect!

"I have nine wives already," he told her. "There will probably be more."

"Okay!" She said, with a bright smile. She didn't mind! It was totally fine if the guy she loved had nine, fourteen, twenty-seven wives, who cared! As long as he was happy, she was happy. "I don't mind at all! You can have as many wives as you want, Drake! I'm just happy that the person I love, loves me back!"

"Wow," came a female voice, belonging to a redheaded woman. "You weren't kidding."

"Hi!" This was probably one of his wives! Ganko had to make a good impression on her! If she didn't get along with his other wives, then she'd be in big trouble! "I'm Ganko Kimura! I'm really honored to meet you!" She bowed in front of the woman.

"I'm Loki," the woman said. Loki! She committed the name to memory! She'd have to memorize all nine of Drake's wives' names! She didn't want to look dumb, after all! "I'm Drake's goddess."

"Huh?" She wasn't his wife?! She was dressed super sexy though! And there was just Ganko, and Drake, and Loki in this small room which had a bed that was only big enough for two people if they were cuddling super close! "You're not his wife?"

Loki actually blushed at that. Aha! The bashful girl! Ganko knew this well from Mai, who never managed to tell the girl she liked that she liked her, except when Ganko pretty much browbeat her into it! "No, I'm his goddess! Now, as his goddess, you have to let me grope your boobs!"

Ganko looked at Drake for approval - she didn't want to accidentally cheat on him because she didn't understand the situation. He just nodded at her, and she thrust her breasts out towards Loki, making the woman sigh. "Don't ruin it already! Gah!" Loki shook her head. Ganko really didn't understand what was happening. "Alright!" She clapped her hands a few times. "Okay! You gotta take off your shirt so I can give you a falna!"

"What's a falna?"

"I'll explain," Drake said. "Just take off your shirt and do what she says for now."

"Got it, Drake!" Ganko agreed, grabbing the base of her shirt and pulling it up. Loki and Drake both were staring at her breasts and stomach, and she felt really glad that she worked out so much! It was all for this moment, when her one true love could gaze on her abs and muscles and be all, Wow, she's sexy! She felt super sexy (and prescient!) right then.

She wound up sitting on Loki's bed, Loki behind her, being totally topless, as Drake explained the whole situation to her. Apparently, he had ten true loves who he could summon from other universes, and he had just summoned her (well, copied her! Mai would be fine back on Hentalia, since she'd have her own Ganko! Unfortunately, the other Ganko would never meet her one true love, Drake, and get confused and fall in love with some other person instead... she didn't know if she should be sad about that!), and this whole world had a bunch of wacky and weird rules, with gods and levels and stuff. It was definitely like an isekai anime, the kind with the huge character stat sheets!

"Oh, and since Loki likes it," Drake said, and Ganko listened with absolute attentiveness. Loki was her goddess now, which was sort of like a boss, except they hadn't invented sexual harassment laws yet so she was sleeping with Drake! "Try not to let her grope your boobs. You're not supposed to let her grope your boobs. But it's okay if she does, so don't hurt her or anything like that."

"Okay!" She didn't really understand it, but if Drake said to do it, she'd trust him. He was her one true love! It was destiny that they'd be together! He wouldn't lie to her!

"Drake!" Loki declared, letting out a longing noise. She reached out towards Drake from behind Ganko - then grabbed her boobs by surprise! "Thank you so much!" Ganko was supposed to not hurt her or anything like that, which meant - it was time to use her power! She disappeared, attaching her immaterial self to Loki, making the redheaded woman look at her empty hands that had just been groping her boobs. "Sorry, Loki!" She said to her goddess. "Drake said not to let you grope my boobs, so..."

"Ah!" Loki cried. "Nooo! You have to make her not use her power, if she uses her power it's just Rei all over again!"

Drake rolled his eyes and sighed. "Loki, can we work this out after I have sex with her?" He asked. Ganko felt her heart thunder in her ears, even though technically she didn't have a heart right now. Her one true love wanted to deflower her! She felt so happy! It was even better than she could have imagined her first time being, because her one true love knew her not just from the outside, but also from the inside! (Though she always tried to be honest, so it wasn't like there would be a huge difference, but maybe he would think she was being dishonest!)

"Fine, fine," Loki said. Ganko popped out again, landing, topless, on the bed right next to Loki. "Threesome?" She prompted.

Drake looked at Ganko. "Okay! It doesn't bother me at all, Drake! Really! A threesome sounds great if that's what you want! If it's not, we don't have to do it! You know my heart, so you know that I'm happiest when you're happiest!"

Drake looked at Loki. He seemed to seriously consider it. Whichever way he wanted it would be best, because she wanted him to be as happy as possible! "Oh, duh," he said, rolling his eyes as if at himself, then boom! There were two Drakes standing right in front of her. There wasn't some kind of splitting, and she didn't even really notice as it happened. She couldn't have said which was standing where the original Drake had been standing, as her eyes went from one to the other. "I'll fuck you, and Ganko, at the same time. You can touch Ganko if you want, but you have to actually be at least mildly giving instead of just groping her like a horny teenage boy."

"Hey!" Loki said. "I do not grope like a horny teenage boy! I grope like a horny teenage girl!" She said, huffing, even as Drake's twin bodies started to undress, and Ganko got to see her one true love naked for the first time, but in stereo! He was super sexy and hot, and Loki was stripping out of her clothes, which made Ganko hurriedly get undressed too!

"Keep in mind that kissing a Hentalian girl can make her orgasm if she's horny enough," Drake said. "Of course," he added, leaning down over Ganko and pressing his lips against hers. She moaned into his mouth happily, feeling his hard length slapping against her toned stomach as he leaned over her. Off to her side, she was vaguely aware that he was just getting right into it with Loki, pumping away. He broke off the kiss after a moment. "I need your first kiss before your first time," he told her, with a warm smile. "Mai doesn't count, don't worry."

She let out a sigh of relief. Whew! She was worried for a second there! He gripped his penis, then, and started to gently push inside her waiting sex, making her quiver beneath him. He pressed against her hymen, and she hissed slightly, making him frown, then shake his head. "Right, sorry," he said, pulling back. No! He had nothing to apologize for! "Forgot about your hymen," he said, gently reaching up for her sternum, softly running his finger along it. "Just wait a few minutes, alright?"

"Okay! Why am I waiting a few minutes, though, Drake?" She asked.

"I have a technique to make it so your first time doesn't hurt," he told her, and she smiled. Wow! Amazing! "What do you want to do while we wait?" He asked, removing his cock entirely from her sex, his length slapping against her pelvis a moment later. She looked down at it, staring at the hard thing, almost wanting to suck it.

"Ah! Whatever you want, Drake!" She declared. He gave her a look. "What?"

"What do you want?" He asked.

"I kinda... want to suck it," she admitted. "If you want to do something else-" she didn't have time to finish the thought before she was twisted around one hundred and eighty degrees on the bed, her head hanging off the edge, her long purple hair trailing down towards the ground, pooling around Drake's feet. "Okay!" She said with gusto, as he pointed his cock at her mouth, letting her mouth fall open, his cock soon slipping inside her mouth, pushing all the way back into her throat.

It tasted really salty, but she didn't mind, because it was the sweetest taste in the whole world, the taste of her one true love, claiming her virgin mouth as his own! She couldn't wait for him to do the same for her pussy, and her asshole! She'd kept herself pure just for this moment! She felt his hands go to her breasts, playing with them, gingerly at first, then getting a firm grip - and at that point, he started to thrust, pumping at her throat, his balls slapping her chin. It felt so deliciously good, and then all of the sudden there was another hand on her breast, which felt like a girl's, so it must have been Loki's! "What did I say about being giving?" Drake asked Loki, pointedly.

"Fine, fine," Loki said, and Ganko just felt as Loki and Drake clambered onto the bed, shifting their bodies until she felt somebody pushing their tongue into her pussy, which she was pretty sure was Loki! She was definitely sure it was Loki's hands joining Drake's on her tits! The wet, sloppy feeling of a tongue on her sex felt amazing, plus the even better feeling of having Drake's cock in her mouth, and then she came for the first time, moaning around Drake's length as he thrust back and forth into her mouth, intermittently cutting off her noises of pleasure as she squirmed all over the place, squirting on Loki's face. She hoped the goddess didn't mind too much, but Loki was pulling back, so she probably did!

"Wow," Loki said, sounding surprised. "She tastes fucking great! All sugary and sweet!" Then Loki dove right back in between Ganko's legs and started to lick like crazy, her tongue just going wild all over Ganko's slick sex. She was glad Loki liked her flavor! She tried her best to just let Loki enjoy it, spreading her legs for the other woman - and then it hit her! All of the sudden, the pleasure intensified by ten or twenty times, and she just moaned and squirmed in place, hips sashaying from side to side, thighs thumping against either side of Loki's face in the process.

Before, the sex had been really good - now it was insanely good! Loki and Drake's hands on her breasts - incredible! Loki's sloppy licking of her pussy - amazing! Drake's hard cock in her throat - unimaginably good! Her whole body bucked and jerked in place, and Drake pulled his length out of her mouth, twisting her around a moment later, then just thrusting his cock into her sex. He tore right past her hymen, and it felt crazy good instead of painful, a squeal escaping her throat of pure bliss, as she looked up at Loki from her new position, the redheaded goddess currently getting fucked from behind. Loki leaned down uncertainly towards Ganko, and it took her a few seconds to realize - she wanted a kiss! Drake could see it, right? "Duh, Drake?" She sputtered out, trying her best to make sure that this was okay! She'd just gotten together with her one true love, she didn't want to accidentally cheat on him!

"It's okay to kiss her, yes," Drake said, and Ganko did her best to meet Loki's lips with her own, mashing her lips up against Loki's. She'd practiced a lot with Mai, so she knew what she was doing! She hadn't done any upside down kisses, though, so she was having to figure things out. Also she was coming her brains out, moaning into Loki's mouth, since Drake was so amazingly good at sex! Loki and Drake were both happily groping her breasts, and sometimes their hands left her breasts to run along her abs, making her super duper happy that she'd worked out so much! It was all worth it, just for today, being able to satisfy her one true love (and his goddess) like this! Plus, each slide of their fingers along her abs felt almost as good as a grope of her tits, thanks to how amazing Drake was at sex!

She kept coming in that position, pleasure hitting her absurdly hard and fast, her head spinning blissfully. She worried a little bit that this might be too much, and her brain would turn into putty, but that was only supposed to happen if the sex wasn't consensual, and obviously she'd never not consent to sex with Drake, making her totally safe! "Should I lower the pleasure back down to normal levels?" Drake asked her, and she didn't know - she'd never had sex at the normal levels!

She just jiggled in place from the force of his thrusts, her lips still mashed up against Loki's. Wait, she hadn't answered Drake's question! She broke off the kiss. "Dun, know," she slurred out, at which point, Drake released her from the intense, mind-breaking pleasure she'd been experiencing, and she felt her body tremble back down to a more ordinary level of pleasure, panting heavily in place. It was still really really good, she just could actually form thoughts about something other than pleasure, like how hot Drake was.

"I want to just smother my face in her tits!" Loki declared, and was pushed forward on the bed, letting her do exactly that, leaning down to mush her face into Ganko's breasts, which Ganko didn't mind at all, on account of Drake clearly was letting her on purpose. "Ah, ahm, so great," she said, shuddering softly as she wiggled around on top of Ganko, slowly sliding her face ever further along Ganko's naked body, eventually mushing her face into Ganko's stomach. "Abs and titties! I love it!" She then promptly orgasmed, moaning into Ganko's body as she did so.

Ganko didn't really know if she was supposed to do anything with Loki's body. She was staring up at the goddess's taut stomach, but was she supposed to kiss it? Lick it? Rub her own face in it? She decided she'd wait for Drake to tell her to do something, and for now, just focus on him! She squeezed down with her pussy on Drake's cock as he thrust away, just pounding at her sex, which felt really amazing, the feeling of him inside her, and it was even better by the little grunts the body that was fucking her was making, which the body that was fucking Loki wasn't, which meant those responses were because of her hard work!

She came a lot as he pumped away inside her, and Loki came a lot too, moaning and purring a bit against her stomach. "Hey," Drake said, pausing for a moment, letting both women catch their breaths. "Do you want to try out You and Yours Stance?" He asked Ganko. She had no idea what that was. Yes? No? Maybe! "It's a Skill that makes it so I look like your heart's desire."

"You already do, Drake!" Ganko declared with absolute confidence. "But go ahead if you want!"

"Do ittt!" Loki said, twisting her head a little so she could see Drake. He apparently activated the Skill, gauging by the way that Loki just stared with even more intense lust, but while Ganko wasn't in a great position to see him, he pretty much looked the same.

"You look the same!" Ganko said, smiling brightly.

"No way," Loki said, tumbling to one side so she could get a full view of Drake. There was a difference! It was still Drake, who was super sexy and hot and everything, but! There was Mai, curled up against his arm, wearing a happy smile! "Yeah, you're seeing something else, tell me what it is!"

"Ah, it's," Ganko felt a little teary looking at it. Drake told her that Mai got together with the person she liked, so she was sure that everything would work out fine for Mai, but she did miss her friend. "It's Mai, also being Drake's wife, cuddling up with him!" She explained.

"Man, you have such a stupid type," Loki declared, before pushing her face back into Ganko's stomach and starting to moan as Drake restarted his pumping. She came shortly thereafter, moaning, and Drake actually leaned down into Loki, pretty much squishing her between his stomach and Ganko's, but Loki seemed to like it a lot, so Ganko didn't stop him! He knew what she liked a lot better than her, she'd only stop him if it seemed like he was hurting Loki, which he'd only do by accident, because he was so nice!

Ganko came again at that point, moaning beneath Loki happily, her pussy squeezing on Drake's cock, squirting some of her juices out. Loki herself started to kiss and lick her way towards the region in question, licking up her juices, so apparently she really liked them! She was so glad she'd practiced kissing and cuddling with Mai, since now she knew a little bit more about girls' love (even though Mai never actually touched her like that! They were friends, not lovers!).

"Man, you want, nn, to get spitroasted that hard, huh?" Drake asked Loki, who just let out a lewd noise, kissing at his belly. "Both of you, come," said the body that had Mai curled up around it - and both of them did come, which was crazy! Ganko squirted all over Drake's thighs again as she did, and Loki moaned into his groin as she mushed her face into it wantonly, still squished between the two of them, her tongue lashing about wildly. "Fuck, I love you both," he grunted, which made Ganko's heart soar, but she was coming, so she couldn't tell him that she loved him too!

But the moment she was done coming, she could! "I love you too, Drake!" She declared with gusto - and Drake promptly came inside her, making her orgasm all over again from the feeling of her sexy one true love squirting in her! He said that he had total control over his fertility, so he'd be deciding whether or not she got pregnant right now! Either decision would be fine with her!

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After probably a half hour of working myself out on Ganko and Loki, I felt satisfied that I had satisfied both women, and left them in an awkward tangle of legs and torsos born of their pseudo-69. Ganko took a little bit, but she was the one to recover first, gently wriggling out from under Loki to perk up. "Drake! I just had an idea!" I nodded along, gesturing for her to go on. "It's just an idea, but it might not have occurred to you, and I think you might like it, and I'd like it if we did it!" I nodded. "I would just attach to you, like this, but all the time! Then I could be with you all the time, and if you were ever horny, I could just pop out!"

"That idea actually did occur to me," I admitted. For one thing, she'd mentioned it to her canon lover. For another thing, it was incredibly hot. "Let's do it, at least for now." I knew she was the type of girl who meant what she said, and that this would make her happiest. She glommed onto me in a big hug, her tits pushing into my chest - and then she disappeared.

"This is so amazing, Drake! It'll be like I'm with you every hour of the day! Because I will be with you every hour of the day!" Ganko sounded so excited and happy, I could practically hear her squirming in my head.

My other body cuddled up with Loki, who promptly lazily threw her naked body across mine, letting me pull the covers up over the two of us. "So cute, Drake! You look so cute when you're cuddling with a woman! Since you have nine other wives, I'll get to see you cuddling lots, right?"

"Right," I told her, that body stepping out of the room. "I'll try to make sure this body is the one at the bottom of most of the cuddle piles."

"Got it! I can't wait to meet my fellow wives!"

As if on cue, Rei seemed to appear. I did wonder what the power interaction was like, between her ability to ride my senses, and Ganko's speaking into my ear or subconscious or whatever. "Hey," Rei said, wiggling her eyebrows. "So I hear you've got a hot naked chick who's just dying to meet me." I guess that answered that. "And she does lesbian stuff, but only because you say to, like Julia eating pussy." The underlying meaning of the phrase was, Which is hot to me.

"She's naked right now," I said. "Let's go to the bedroom."

"She's got really big boobs!" Ganko said in my ear. "Wow! You're so nice, Drake, you like a girl with small breasts like Loki, and a muscular girl like me, and a tittymonster like, um, I don't know her name!"

"It's Rei," Rei said. "You're going to be eating my pussy, but not because you want to, because Drake ordered you to, got it?"

"Okay! Why can she hear me, Drake? Normally only the person I'm attached to can hear me!" I felt her ethereal fingertips sort of wrap me in an equally ethereal hug.

"She can borrow my senses if I make eye contact with her, it lasts several hours and she does it basically every time we talk."

"Because it's helpful!" Rei declared. "It means I know whenever anything bad happens to Drake, or to any of the other girls in his harem!"

"Oh! That's a really useful ability, yeah! I'll watch him too! I'm glad there's such a protective girl in Drake's harem, who always looks out for him."

Rei actually blushed the tiniest bit at that. "Yeah, well, you know, we're married, so I gotta," she said, as the two of us (three of us, if you counted Ganko's ephemeral presence) reached the bedroom. "Alright! I'm gonna do the thing with my mouth, then you fuck my mouth while Ganko eats me out!"

"Sure thing," I told Rei, gently patting her head.

Ganko burst forth from inside me, looking as gorgeous and sexy as ever, smiling as she curled around my arm, pausing only to let me remove my clothes. "Drake, if you ever feel like I'm being too needy, don't worry! You can just make me have sex with somebody else! I don't ever want to be a downer, wasting your time!"

My cock bobbed up into the air, and Rei hurriedly positioned herself on the bed. "Don't worry about that, Ganko. I'll tell you if I want you to not bother me. Right now, though, I want to watch Rei come her brains out."

"Hell yeah!" Rei declared. "Do it, stud!" She let her mouth fall open, tongue stretching out invitingly - and I promptly rammed my dick in, Ganko taking up a position in between her thighs. I reached up for that critical strand of Fate, idly twining it around my finger, and me and Ganko rocked Rei's world.

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