Aisha's Burning Desire and the Hot Springs Threesome
"I... I want to do it with you too, Minwoo...!"
"..."
Even in the dim glow of the lantern inside the tent, Aisha's face was flushed a vivid crimson, impossible to miss. Stammering but determined, she pressed on.
"Lately... I've been having these weird dreams..."
Oh shit...
Minwoo didn't need the details to guess, but he listened patiently. It must have taken real courage for her to open up like this.
"At first, I thought it was because I couldn't forget Leon... that I was just seeing his descendant—you—as a substitute..."
"..."
"But now... I don't know. Just thinking about you makes my heart race... And when I saw you with that Chloe woman... tears came out. You didn't do anything wrong, Minwoo... I don't even know why I'm like this..."
"..."
Watching Aisha ramble, overcome with emotion, Minwoo felt a twinge of guilt. In truth, she was just another victim of his experiments. Her feelings were fabricated by his brainwashing—or were they?
Actually, the hypnosis on Aisha had only messed with her sense of smell; he'd never directly tampered with her emotions. He'd just given her the spark. Which meant her feelings were genuine.
And for Minwoo, who wielded the glow stick's absurd power and swung it around freely, this was the first time a woman had confessed something so real to him. In other words, this was basically a love confession.
Surprisingly, he was weak to that sort of thing.
Finally, he found his words.
"You sure... this is okay?"
"..."
It was a question about sleeping with her lost love's descendant—even if he wasn't really. Aisha nodded silently, her expression that of a shy girl, not a century-old warrior.
Then Chloe poked her head in from outside the tent.
"I don't mind either."
"Ch-Chloe? Were you eavesdropping?"
"Eavesdropping? You never told me not to listen. And your voices carried loud and clear to my ears anyway."
"..."
No rebuttal there.
"What do you mean, you don't mind?"
Chloe shrugged at Minwoo's question.
"Exactly what I said. I don't know if it applies to beastkin too, but basically, she wants to mate with you, right? So we all do it together."
"Th-that's indecent...!"
Aisha's face burned red at Chloe's casual suggestion. Indecent... Yeah, for a pure-hearted type like her, a threesome might be too much too soon.
"If you don't like it, forget it. But I'm not yielding until I'm pregnant. It's my duty. That said, I'm not evil enough to block a woman in love. So threesome's fine by me."
"Ugh..."
Aisha trembled, head bowed, out of arguments. Minwoo watched the two steamroll ahead without consulting him, amused despite himself. Hey, if they're both offering, who am I to complain?
"..."
It all came down to Aisha's final say.
"F-fine...! We'll do it, okay?!"
Lust won out over purity, it seemed. Aisha shot Chloe a resentful glare.
"You heard her. Let's get started."
Chloe said it like they were grabbing lunch. Minwoo just shook his head.
...
"Ugh... this is paradise... I could die of high blood pressure right now and have no regrets."
"High blood pressure? No idea what that is, but don't you dare die before knocking me up."
"Minwoo... are you hurting somewhere? Don't... talk about dying..."
"J-just a joke, you two. No need to get all serious."
Minwoo led Aisha and Chloe out of the tent to a more private spot. Waking the sleeping heroes with their noise would be a hassle—even if the glow stick could fix it, he preferred clean and drama-free.
They headed straight for the hot springs. The Safety Area's natural open-air bath was picturesque. After pitching tents, cooking, massages, and chores, Minwoo hadn't properly bathed yet. Perfect timing.
Now the three soaked naked side by side, bodies pressed close.
"Gonna have to skip late-night baths from now on. Can't pass up beauties like you washing me on both sides."
"B-beauties...? What's a 'service' anyway?"
Aisha, casual now after confessing, rubbed her breasts against Minwoo's left chest as ordered, scrubbing him with her body.
"Just something nice. Like what you're doing—giving your all for someone."
"Got it... Then I'll service you every day, Minwoo."
"Appreciate that."
As Minwoo and Aisha chatted sweetly, Chloe—doing the same on his right—pouted irritably.
"More importantly, how long do we keep washing? I'm ready for mating."
Chloe's sole goal was pregnancy; scrubbing him made no sense to her.
"Whoa, easy there, Chloe. You're too eager. Humans need love for easy babies. Pouting won't help, y'know."
"Even so... love with a human male like you...?"
Chloe blushed at "love," but obediently pressed her breasts to his right chest. The idea that love aided conception tamed her.
"N-no love...! You two were just physical before...!"
"Relax, catgirl. I feel zero love for this guy..."
"Really...? Say that later and you're dead..."
"Hey, play nice, everyone..."
Minwoo soothed the bickering pair with an inward sigh. Aisha's jealousy post-confession screamed "cat," but it was cute.
"Hoo..."
Once they quieted, Minwoo stretched, draping arms around their necks and leaning back—like men in public baths, but with beauties instead of stone.
The glow stick granted much, but not mastery over nature. This outdoor luxury was rare even for him.
"..."
After a silent soak, Minwoo's mischief stirred.
"Nyaaang!?"
"Hauut!?"
Moans escaped Aisha and Chloe. Minwoo's hands had slipped down to grope their asses underwater.
"Hmm? What's up with you two?"
"M-Minwoo..."
"You..."
Feigning innocence, his naughty hands kept kneading. They blushed and glared but said nothing.
Minwoo freely compared their asses' feel.
"Hyauut... Huuung..."
"Hik... Huuup..."
Comparing moans is fun too, huh? Heh heh...
Aisha's catlike mewls fit her beastkin heritage; Chloe stifled hers adorably. Though once penetrated, Chloe screamed like a stuck pig—a fun twist.
Uncontent with asses, his hands probed deeper.
"Nyaaat...! M-Minwoo...! N-not there..."
"Y-you...! Suddenly there...!"
"Just loosening you up before the main event. Problem?"
His shameless counter left them speechless.
"Oh yeah, time to teach Chloe proper sex ed."
"What...? What do you—"
"Remember? You almost stuck it in the wrong hole last time."
"Wrong hole...? So there's really another one?"
"Tsk tsk, never trust what people say, huh? Aisha knows, right?"
"Nyauut...! M-me...? I, uh, well..."
Aisha averted her eyes, playing dumb. Minwoo shook his head—right, another century-long virgin relic.
"Fine, sex ed for both. The hole for reproduction is..."
Guided by fingertips alone, he found their entrances and poked with middle fingers.
"Right here."
"Nyaaaah!?"
"Hiiiik!?"
The sudden unknown pleasure made them both cringe and cling tighter to Minwoo.