Power XX (3)

"Fuck."

Oralisa and I snapped our hips at the same time, and I felt the thick vibrator shifting through the thin wall of flesh between us. It was like grinding against each other with nothing but a scrap of cloth in the way. If it had been another man's cock, I would've felt filthy as hell — but it was a vibrator, and it was buried in Oralisa's pussy, so it didn't bother me in the slightest.

I started to pull my hips back, ready to thrust in earnest.

Her ass clamped down like a vise.

"Huh?"

My cock, buried in Aquaril's ass, wouldn't come out. Her hole had locked around it and refused to let go, like she'd poured every ounce of her strength into her hips.

"So it isn't just your pussy that's a dirty little slut, Aquaril. Your ass is just as filthy."

It had tried so hard to push me out when I first went in, and now that I wanted to pull out, it wouldn't let go. A tsundere asshole? ...Yeah, no. That's not a thing.

I gave her ass a couple of light smacks.

"Relax your hips a little."

"Nngh..."

I patted her as I said it, but Aquaril only let out a pained moan and didn't ease up at all. At this rate, I wasn't going to get a proper taste of her ass.

"I said relax, Aquaril."

"I-I... nngh! Nnnnhh!"

She clenched down even harder.

"Oh, for crying out loud."

I'd told her to let go, and instead her ass clamped tighter. It wasn't on purpose — her body was just tensing up on ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠instinct.

Guess I've got no choice.

I'd planned to enjoy her ass right away, but she was struggling so much I decided to change tactics.

"Master, you're not moving?"

"Yeah. Just you for now."

"Okay. Then Oralisa will move."

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

"Hah... nngh... ahh!"

At my command, Oralisa started working her hips again. The vibrator plunging into her pussy wrung moans of mixed pain and pleasure from Aquaril's throat. I stayed still. She was having such a hard time that I figured I'd give her ass a chance to get used to my cock.

For a while, Oralisa was the only one moving. Slurp, suck — she latched onto Aquaril's breasts like a baby hunting for its mother's milk.

"Nnh... aahn, haah~"

Aquaril's moans started turning sweet. At the same time, I felt the vise-grip around my cock begin to loosen.

Alright. I can move now.

I eased my hips back, slow.

"Haaaah!"

Aquaril's hips twitched as a moan tore out of her. The grip tightened again — her walls clung to my cock like someone grabbing a pant leg, begging me not to leave. But it wasn't so tight I couldn't move anymore.

I pushed forward again. Her ass clenched down hard the second I tried to go back in, fighting the intrusion. Yeah. Her ass was definitely a tsundere.

"Hhk, haah...!"

Aquaril couldn't hold back the pain. Tears kept rolling down her face, dripping onto the sheets. Well, of course it hurt. A cock this big jammed into an ass that tight? No way it wouldn't.

"Tsk. Fine."

I clicked my tongue and pulled out. Her stretched hole slowly closed back up. If I'd kept going, she would've bled — the rim was already flushed an angry red. Sex is supposed to be good for both people. I couldn't just chase my own pleasure while she was suffering like this.

"That was rough, huh, Aquaril? Sorry."

"Hhk... N-no, Master... I'm sorry you had to see me like this..."

"Don't be stupid. There's nothing pathetic about this. I'm the one who should be sorry."

"Master... nnh..."

I kissed her. Without that massive cock buried in her ass, her face finally relaxed.

Anal's going to have to wait until I've prepped her properly.

Not that I was giving up on it. This was Aquaril's first time. No way in hell I was walking away from that. I'd rushed it. Should've loosened her up more first. That's what I get for thinking with my dick instead of my brain.

After that, it was business as usual. Aquaril, Oralisa, and I tangled together and fucked until morning.

"Hah... Fuck. Now it actually feels like I'm home."

It wasn't until I was holding the two beauties who'd screamed themselves hoarse and finally passed out from exhaustion that it really sank in — I was home.

I'd pulled an all-nighter, but I wasn't tired in the slightest. High vitality stat. I left Aquaril and Oralisa sleeping — they hadn't gone under until the sun was already up — and headed downstairs. I was starving.

When I came down to the first-floor dining room, someone had beaten me there.

"The apples are quite sweet, Master."

"Yeah? I'll take one too."

"Here you are."

Kanisia and Abraham.

Kanisia heard my footsteps, took a bite of her apple, and glanced back.

"Mmm~ These are actually really good. Hurry up, you two. The apples are amaz— wait. Alan?"

"Long time no see, Kanisia."

She'd turned around expecting her fairies. Finding me standing there instead made her jump.

"What the hell? When did you get back?"

"You've been through a great deal, Lord Alan. It is truly good to see you again."

"Yeah, good to see you too, Abraham. And I got back at dawn."

I hugged my party members and we exchanged greetings. Their faces were full of genuine warmth.

Alright, let's see how much they've grown while I was gone. Status.

Damn.

Both of them had grown noticeably compared to a month ago. Their levels and skill levels had jumped, and more than anything, their stats had skyrocketed. They'd been steadily taking the Growth Stones I'd gotten from Montblanc as a signing bonus.

Good thing they know the basics.

If they'd dumped every Growth Stone I gave them into one or two stats, they could've maxed those out at eighty points. But they hadn't. Since they weren't my fairies, every time they leveled up, one of their seven stats would increase by a single point at random. The problem was, if you got unlucky, the system could pick a stat that was already maxed — and then you'd level up and gain nothing. Same thing when their class level went up. It was common knowledge among Masters, and also the kind of thing people tended to overlook.

They can pull their own weight now. Hell, they can pull two people's.

Seeing my party members grow like this felt damn good. Abraham's growth in particular made me happy — he was our ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tank. A dedicated tank who could actually do his job meant everyone's odds of walking out alive just went way up.

I should check Aquaril and Oralisa later too.

I'd been so pent up I'd gone straight into a sex marathon the second I got back, without even checking how much they'd grown.

We were catching up on everything we'd missed when Kanisia asked,

"We were planning to hit the dungeon again today. Stick to the schedule?"

"No."

"Huh? So we're taking another day off?"

"Yeah."

"Hell yes!"

The second I said we were taking the day off, Kanisia pumped her fist like a kid. Looks like they'd been grinding the dungeon on repeat even while I was gone.

"And we're switching dungeons."

"Switching? To where?"

"I'll know more once I get the details, but we're going somewhere with a recommended level of eighty."

"Level eighty? Why? We can still squeeze more out of the Mutan Colony, can't we?"

"Because I can't grow there anymore."

"Oh, right. You said you were over level seventy."

That seemed to click for her. She nodded — then something else bothered her, because she crossed her arms and frowned.

"Hey, Alan."

"What?"

"Are you a sucker?"

"A what? A sucker? The hell are you talking about?"

Now I was the one frowning. Where did that come from?

"You gave us almost all the Growth Stones, and you spent days grinding a dungeon you can't even level in. Why do you keep giving everything away? If you keep being that nice and handing people whatever they want, you're gonna ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠get used."

"What? Pfft."

I burst out laughing. So that's why she called me a sucker. I could feel how much she cared — how much she worried about me. It was so earnest I reached out and ruffled her hair.

"I only do this for you guys, so don't worry about it. I'm ice-cold and brutal with everyone else. Anyone who gets on my bad side dies! Shushuk-shushuk-shuk, you sonuva—!"

"Pff—! What the hell was that?"

I jabbed my chopsticks at her, doing my best impression of a famous meme from my past life. Kanisia cracked up. She clearly thought the whole thing was a joke.

It absolutely was not.

Hwaryongwang, Hyeolbuwang, and a handful of others who'd gotten on my bad side were all dead by my hand. The only people I ever play the sucker for are the ones inside my fence.

"Anyway, once the dungeon clearance permit comes through, we're going to live there for a while. So steel yourself. This time, everyone's hitting level eighty."

"Ugh... I'm getting chills already."

Kanisia shuddered at the warning. My style of dungeon grinding was brutal by this world's standards. You leave a perfectly good house behind to camp out in the dirt, then run the same dungeon over and over, multiple times a day. And since I have healing skills, even if you get hurt, you're right back in the fight. In gamer terms: infinite grinding. In a game, you tap a few buttons and let the grind run itself. In this world, you have to move your actual body through every single run. Of course it's exhausting.

"But we're taking it easy today, so you don't need to start stressing already—"

Knock, knock.

"Huh? Who's that?"

Someone knocked while I was talking. We all headed for the door. I opened it to find a middle-aged man holding a small box.

"Are you Master ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Alan Han?"

"Yes, that's me."

"A delivery from the head of the Mayami Trading Company."

"Mayami?"

Kanisia tilted her head behind me — she'd never heard the name. I knew exactly who Mayami was. It was the alias she used for the trading company she owned.

She said she'd send a reward. Guess this is it.

"Thank you."

The man handed me the box and turned right around.

"What is it? What's inside?"

Kanisia was dying of curiosity behind me. Abraham didn't say anything, but he looked just as interested.

"Beats me. Let's find out."

No reason to drag it out. I opened the box right there.

"Whoa."

Inside the box were Growth Stones. All Medium-grade, and I counted thirty of them.

"Oh! Growth Stones?"

"Yeah."

"And just so we're clear, I'm not taking any. Those are all yours."

"Indeed, Lord Alan. I still have Growth Stones remaining from the last batch you gave us. I require no more."

Kanisia and Abraham both rushed to say it, terrified I was about to hand these over too.

"Heh heh heh. Wasn't planning on giving these away, you two."

I grinned as I said it. These were all mine. Setting aside temporary stat buffs, every one of my stats was sitting under seventy. Time I raised them a bit myself.

Not thrilled that half of the thirty are Luck stones... but raising stats is raising stats.

Honestly, the reward wasn't exactly thrilling. But hey — better than nothing.

Anyway, thank you, Lady Montblanc. Loyalty, loyalty!

I sent a silent thank-you Montblanc's way and swallowed the Growth Stones.