Days in the Narmer Kingdom (9)
Unfortunately, we didn't even manage to hit ten rounds.
Since it was a public bathhouse, by the time Karura was sucking out my fifth load, other patrons started trickling in, forcing both of us to bolt.
Karura had sensed their approach from quite a distance away—which was impressive in itself—but slipping out of the public bath without running into them was a real thrill ride.
Anyway, we didn't head back to Karura's place to pick up where we left off, either.
Karura realized the time and, with a genuinely apologetic look, told me she had duties to attend to as a great warrior.
"I'm really, really sorry."
"Nah, it's fine. Shit happens."
I was bummed about not getting that final blowjob, but it wasn't something she needed to apologize for. When I said as much, she still looked guilty as she murmured to me.
"...Once I'm done with work, I'll make it up to you after."
She didn't need to apologize, but I wasn't the type to turn down an offer like that, so I nodded.
"Alright, I'll be looking forward to it."
"...You don't have to look forward to it or anything."
Her face flushed red as she muttered that, looking incredibly cute.
The little pharaoh had asked me to be Karura's partner or whatever, but honestly, someone like Karura was too good for a guy like me.
I'd knocked her up and all, which made me feel like a total asshole for thinking that way...
As those thoughts swirled in my head, Karura approached me hesitantly.
What the hell? I wondered, but then she spoke up, fidgeting.
"...This might be shameless of me, but could I ask you for one favor?"
"Huh? Sure, if it's something I can do."
I couldn't imagine what Karura would need from me, but then—
"Thank you."
She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to mine.
A quick smack.
It was over in an instant, before I could even react.
Uh...
"...So Mother was right after all. She said kissing Father made her feel so incredibly happy... and it really does."
Karura pulled back, her lips trembling as she said that.
I was still touching my stolen lips in a daze when she thanked me for granting her request, spread her wings, and flew off.
"...I didn't say the favor was a kiss."
But Karura, who needed to hear that, was already gone.
All I could do was mutter to myself.
I tried my best to ignore the lingering sensation on my lips.
Or at least, I tried.
"...Guess I should head back for now."
I had no idea when Karura would return, but I decided to go to her place first.
And when she got back, we'd talk.
About how you only do this kind of thing with someone you like.
Not with some guy who sells his body for cash, someone who'd be gone in a few days.
My head was a mess after that sudden kiss from Karura—I barely remembered how I got there—but somehow, I made it back to her house.
Only to find some unexpected guests.
Three women with wings sprouting from their backs, just like Karura—probably the same species—peeking into her house.
Karura wasn't home, so what were they doing? I approached and asked.
"Karura's not home right now. What do you need?"
"Eek?!"
"Kyaa!"
"Hiiik!"
They spun around, freaked out, tried to fly off, and ended up crashing into each other in a heap.
What the hell scared them that bad?
Making them jump like that made me feel bad for speaking up.
"You okay?"
I asked the three, who were groaning with their wings tangled up. They glanced at each other and chorused.
"Y-We're fine!"
They were stammering like crazy, probably from bumping heads when they fell.
Anyway, since they insisted they were okay but showed no signs of getting up, I helped them to their feet one by one. They bowed their heads, flustered.
"Th-Thank you!"
"Thanks...!"
"A-a guy held my hand!"
What was that last one?
They looked perfectly fine, so I repeated myself.
"Like I said, Karura's not home, so come back later? And could you move aside so I can get in?"
But they stayed put, blocking the door and staring at each other.
What the fuck?
Were they picking a fight?
Nah, didn't seem like it.
Just as I was wondering what their deal was, one stepped forward—pushed by the other two, it seemed, like she was their rep.
"W-We didn't come to see Great Warrior Karura..."
Not here for Karura?
Then why were they at her house? As I eyed them curiously, all three suddenly thrust something at me.
I say "something" because I had no clue what it was.
Coins. Unfamiliar ones.
But they bore a familiar emblem stamped right in the center.
The World Government's symbol.
"W-We heard if we showed this, you'd... grant our request."
The woman stammered it out shyly.
I didn't even need to ask what the coins were to get the gist.
People from another world wouldn't just carry coins emblazoned with this world's symbols.
They must've been handed out by the World Government reps who came with us.
And I could guess why.
They'd dragged over a hundred top-tier dispensers here under obligation, but they couldn't just work us to death without some compensation.
These coins were probably proof of that.
"B-Because you're the one Great Warrior Karura chose..."
And I could guess why these three had come all this way with them.
What was it called? The halo effect or something?
Being around someone attractive boosts your own value, right? That seemed to be it.
Since badass Karura picked me, I must be something special too—that kind of logic had drawn them here.
Even though I wasn't.
But their purpose was obvious anyway.
As a dispenser, duh.
"P-Please...!"
They held out the coins, faces beet red.
Virgins, obviously.
In a world with no men, who wouldn't be? Unless they were fossils who'd gotten some action before men vanished entirely, everyone in the Narmer Kingdom had to be untouched.
Three of them.
Virgins meant no slamming straight in; foreplay and all that would take two or three hours... but with satyros pheromones to force them into heat, maybe one or two.
Not that I would.
They were customers who'd sought me out, so I'd give them my best to satisfy them.
Precious customers, just like Karura.
I took the three coins and said,
"Let's move somewhere else first? This spot's no good. If you're all doing it together, come with me. Otherwise, give me the location and I'll head over."
Karura had work, so she wouldn't be back right away, but still—getting caught mid-session at her place would be awkward.
"...M-My house is the closest! And three is fine! We're sisters, so..."
I hadn't even asked.
Them being sisters had nothing to do with it.
"...Alright, if that's cool with you guys."
Customers wanted it that way, so who was I to argue?
"Shall we go?"
"Y-Yes...!"
I followed the three, who were squealing and fussing excitedly.
Squelch, squelch, squiiiish...♡
Her slightly dusky wings trembled with every shake of her hips as she clung to my arms.
Her pussy, flooded nine times already, clenched tight around my cock with each thrust, hypersensitive and orgasming non-stop, pushing me closer to the edge.
"Gonna cum soon."
"Hii...♡ Hiiiik...♡ P-Pussy...♡ Cumming again...♡ Keeps... keeps cumming...♡ Already cumming...♡ Won't stop...♡"
The customer had lost her mind ages ago, barely able to respond even when I announced my release—just repeating how her pussy was cumming, lost in climax.
They'd come for impregnation anyway, and I wasn't really expecting a reply; it was just habit. I kept pounding away.
Squelching relentlessly, her pussy—shaped perfectly to my cock now, despite being virgin-tight just hours ago—clung to me fiercely, unlike its mindless owner.
Instinctively squeezing, clench, clench, milking my impending load. I grabbed her ass, slammed in to the hilt, and unleashed.
Spurt, spluuurt...♡
"Nngh~~♡ Nnnghh~~~~♡ Nnnnghhh~~~♡"
Shuddering violently, even the creampie hit her as pure ecstasy. Her womb battered by my cum, she clenched her pussy even tighter in orgasm.
Sluuurp...♡
"Nnh...♡"
I dragged my cock along her walls, emptying every last drop inside before pulling out.
Pop.
No sooner had I withdrawn than the cum I'd pumped in gushed out in thick globs.
Her recovery was weaker than other non-humans—racial trait, probably—leaving her pussy gaping, leaking my precious load.
Still superior to humans, but...
At this rate, my dick wouldn't be satisfied with human pussy anymore. Hell, I might break a human if I tried.
Anyway, eyeing her sloppy cunt, I pulled a talisman from my pocket.
"Not what I gave this for."
Hoaran might get pissed if she knew I was using it like this.
But no underwear or anything in Narmer Kingdom—what choice did I have?
Couldn't ignore a customer's hard-earned creampie leaking out; professional ethics and all.
So I slapped the talisman onto her ass-up, dangling pussy.
Slap, making sure it stuck.
Once the leak stopped, I sighed in relief.
Though touching it to check sent her over the edge again, and she passed out cold.
"...Damn, they look rough."
One passed out with legs splayed, talisman sealing her exposed pussy.
Another sprawled frog-like, talisman on her cunt.
The last ass-up, talisman-plugged.
All three in such wrecked states—I had no idea what to do.
But it was inside the house; no one would barge in. Should be fine.
Still, to spare them embarrassment when they woke, I found blankets and covered them.
"...Wonder if Karura's back yet."
I'd rushed, but those coins meant business. Ten loads each—thirty total—took time.
Foreplay on three at once was quick, but my orgasms dragged on.
Still, I finished fast for thirty creampies.
Sun had long set; Karura had to be home by now, even if late.
"...Whatever."
Getting paid and fulfilling customer requests—that's what I, a dispenser, did.
These three or Karura—both customers.
No clear priority; both important.
To me, the bigger payer came first.
Only skill was fucking, and as Lilith's heir, no quitting the dispenser gig anytime soon.
So.
'What say you, outsider? Will you be my Karura's mate?'
What right did I have to accept someone's love?
'...Mother was right. Kissing Father made her so happy... and it really does.'
Especially Karura, beaming over a mere kiss.
She could do way better than me.
I'd impregnated her, sure, but one kid didn't doom her to unhappiness.
I couldn't give her that, but someone else could.
Even without, the little pharaoh adored her—they'd manage happiness somehow.
A great warrior cherished by Narmer's pharaoh, recognized by the World Government? Plenty good.
Way better than being "my mate."
Infinitely better than tying up with some dickhead fucking strangers for cash.
"...Fuck."
It pissed me off.