Esen Rematch
"No way."
I'd thought Nidroga was sneaking up behind me on the sly like Esen, but she was way more dignified than that. Instead of furtively snatching snacks someone bought for others, she'd boldly ask if she could take a big bite. But swap "snack" for "dick," and that dignity turns into mind-melting insanity. So when Nidroga hit Esen with that lunatic line right after we got back, Esen froze in dumbfounded rejection, her jaw slack.
Meanwhile, Nidroga—spouting dragon-sized nonsense worthy of her class—puffed out her chest proudly.
"Why not?"
'Why can't I fuck your boyfriend?' That brazen attitude, like it was up to the person involved to figure out the reason.
Esen, thoroughly confused, scratched her head furiously, lost in bewilderment.
"Hey, friend. Why are you messing with Tan too?"
"If you've got something good, you can share a bite, right?"
"No way. Monica unnie and I have been sharing so much lately, there's nothing left for me. I can see myself getting skinnier by the day. Gotta ration it."
"...I'm not some hidden honey pot. 'Good stuff,' 'sharing,' 'rationing'... What are you guys, creepy old mountain club uncles?"
As I grumbled timidly, it hit me—if the genders were reversed, this would be straight-up horror movie material. The kind where you're lucky not to get restrained. Esen, deep in thought with a similar realization, leaned in awkwardly and whispered to me.
"Kinda creepy, huh? Sorry."
"Nah, whatever... Do what you want."
I decided not to think too hard. Thinking too hard would make it impossible to accept. The catastrophe I'd been too scared to even imagine was unfolding right now. In a women-only party where a botched harem could go horribly wrong, a grand harem was forming in real time.
A fundamental question bubbled up. What the hell did I do to deserve this? Is this some prank? No one would design a surprise prank that actually goes all the way to sex.
So what was it? A dream maybe?
"Hey, hey. He's gonna pass out with his eyes open."
Esen and the sisters turned pale and propped me up. Arms wrapped softly around my back. Breasts pressing against my elbows... This is reality. This vivid sensation is real.
Mom. Dad. Don't forgive your son for confirming reality in such a pathetic way. Kick me off the family register and punish me.
You taught me that relationships—man or woman—need loyalty and chastity, but I don't know about chastity... I've got stamina, though...
"What's he mumbling? Snap out of it, porter!"
"He must be exhausted from Bilena forcing five ejaculations out of him. All that tension from holding back wore him out."
"Hm. Guess he's out of commission for today, then."
As Nidroga muttered while scratching her ear, Esen and Monica both glared at the dragon.
"You say it like you've already claimed him, Nidroga."
"Pre-notice post-action? New winds blowing in the meta of affairs and two-timing."
"We're not married, so not an affair. And with Bilena, it's three-timing, not two."
"You were gonna include Bilena too, unnie? I thought that day was just a one-time scolding."
Esen and the sisters' conversation was veering off into the mountains too. Bilena—the star of that "one-time scolding"—eyed us nervously before stiffly butting in.
"Is now the time to talk about that? Don't we have more important stuff? Like the succubus disposal issue?"
"Oh, right."
Esen pulled a crystal orb from her pocket. The succubus sealed inside looked oddly content and cozy.
"What do we do with this junk? Can't take it to a temple 'cause Mitra might notice. We'd just dump the burden of our connection on them."
Whoa, you can think like that? I figured your skull was packed solid with battle-compressed muscle.
"Shut your cum-sucking mosquito mouth. I'll toss this in fire right now. Behave."
Go ahead, try it. If the seal breaks and I escape, you guys are fucked, not me.
The succubus queen's smirk felt ominous for some reason.
You bitches were just agonizing over which god's hand to burn me with. What, toss me in fire? Hey, is that what you call a threat? Make sense.
"You're right. I take it back."
Esen nodded maturely, then did something childish. She gripped the sealed orb tight with both hands and shook it like crazy.
The effect was spectacular. Amid violent nausea and screams, the succubus queen inside yanked her arm out of the orb and grabbed Esen's hair.
Wait, what did she just do?
"...Huh? Ack, what the—!"
It's do or die, you crazy bitch! Think I'll go down easy—?!
We all rushed in with shocked faces to help the panicked Esen, but honestly, she handled it solo no problem. The queen had sucked up all of Bitsurk's vitality and still got captured by Esen. But hair isn't as tough as Esen. She dazedly touched the chunk ripped from her side.
"This... fucking bitch..."
"How'd she get her arm out of the crystal orb?"
Let's make a deal, you horny bitches hornier than succubi!
The succubus queen shook Esen's hair strand from inside the orb, chin raised defiantly.
Now you get how much of a headache I am? Even the seal can't fully contain me! But promise me two things, and I'll behave perfectly!
"Two things?"
First: Don't purify me! Don't hand me to any priest! I wanna live too!
"What's the second?"
Every time you fuck, keep me nearby!
"...Observe?"
I finally ate yesterday after ages? When you hug and grunt, I scavenge the crumbs of vitality that fall?
Bilena—the main act in yesterday's "hug and grunt"—bit her lip, face beet red.
I've gotta eat somehow! Faint drops of vitality let me scrape by—
"That won't do."
Monica sister smiled and bowed toward the orb.
"Think we'll grant that demand? After you nearly killed us?"
That's why I'll behave if you do!
"Think a bit of recovery from our sex lets you handle us?"
Monica sister's eyes glowed purple. It still scared me a little every time, making me swallow reflexively. The succubus queen stammered.
What are you, a healer? No purifier aptitude, and you think you can purify me? Our energy sources are the same from the start! Think you can do anything to me?
"True. We share a mother. But you know, I can send you back to her for a bit."
...What?
"She'll welcome you so warmly—the child who betrayed her love and sided with chaos."
The paling succubus queen fell silent. But sister turned to me and mouthed silently, 'Lie. She can't do that.'
What happened in front of Bilena must've been a special case where the goddess showed up to protect her 'honey pot'—me.
The issue resolved quickly. The terrified queen changed her terms: 'Hand me to another god quick and have them burn me.'
"Not many pick suicide over mom reunion. What kinda hell awaits her back home to freak out like that?"
"And why betray a god scarier than purification?"
To our mutterings, Monica sister gave a short answer.
"Like a porter from a porter guild going independent. Thinks they've learned enough, can keep all profits without fees. Same idea. Didn't wanna tithe vitality to mom."
"Ah."
"Heh. Smart idea. Keep all income without fees. Similar thought—if I snag this porter and run..."
Nidroga placed a hand on my shoulder with that weird line, sending chills down my spine.
"Can I pull you out and eat solo when fresh? Way tastier than sharing."
Esen and the sisters whipped around with murderous glares.
"Absolutely not!"
"I'll chase you to hell for revenge, bitch!"
Nidroga playfully removed her hand. And grinned.
"Joking. Just joking."
Didn't sound like a joke. Probably dead serious. No more peaceful sleep for me. Lie down, and I'd imagine the dragon snatching me bed and all to flee.
It was a misconception. My pessimistic imaginings soon shifted to getting railed senseless by Esen. Because it wouldn't stay imagination long.
"This is fucking infuriating—!"
Esen ripped off my top like paper, roughly yanking down my pants zipper with her teeth. I was too swept up to stop her.
"...Tough day?"
"Bilena whining, Mitra psychos, now Nidroga too. Know what everyone's saying? Temples can't purify the monster!"
Rumors spread fast. Mitra cult was at fault, but to avoid friction, cautious temples stonewalled Esen. Bold ones who didn't give a fuck about Mitra were exceptions—like Amita temples eager to spite them, or Lake Goddess churches (Banir's state religion) welcoming her openly.
But the succubus queen who'd drained a whole city's vitality was powerhouse-level. Priests skilled in purification struggled futilely as she spewed curses triumphantly. Looked like processing her anytime soon was tough.
Esen ended up walking all day for nothing. And took it out on me. Not by blaming or hitting. More... constructive.
"Can I fuck you? Oh wait. We said no earlier."
"...Do what you want. Habits don't change easy."
Her snappy tone wasn't wholesome either. The roughness was kinda hot. Esen finally pulled out my dick, smacking her lips in satisfaction. At the hopeless erection from her front teeth on the zipper.
"Perfect end to the day."
"...Most exhausting end to the day."
"Aw, why."
"Bilena drained my stamina less than a day ago. Might be pushing it."
"Hm. Was Tan Bantai the whiny type? Disappointing, porter."
"Don't tease copying Bilena's concept speech."
"Looks healthy hard to me. Weird, Tan."
"Don't tease copying sister-speak? It's the teasing that's the problem, not who."
Esen giggled in her light casuals. Then lewdly extended her tongue to peel back the foreskin lightly on the glans. My waist shivered at the zinging sensation, widening her grin.
"Good boy act. Fine, let's do this."
"Do what?"
"Even hard, if you're at limit, you can't cum. Hold out three minutes. I'll admit you're too beat."
I nodded warily at the bizarre bet. Esen started. But for all her bold claims, it was maddening pleasure. Sucking the glans tip with slurps, nibbling bare skin near pubes. Pretend-biting the base while giggling. Last seconds, hands cupped at her mouth, just breath-teasing.
Hoo. Hooo.
"Fuck..."
"Oh. Time's up. What now. What now."
Esen poked my side meaningfully.
"Can't do it. Can't do it. Lost the bet."
Couldn't take it. I grabbed her poking wrist mid-rage-breath, roughly dragging and pinning her arms to the pillow sides.
"Eek. Scary."
"...You asked for it. Taunting me? You're done."
"Whoa, premature dick-rice talking big."
"Premature dick-rice? Who was crying under this premature dick-rice?"
Competitive words, but both our faces beamed. My half-off pants snagged her thigh, escaped dick resting on her navel. Pinned Esen whispered expectantly. Trying to spike my blood pressure to the end. Like it'd make my dick harder.
"Do your best♡"