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(AKJ)Chapter 119 - Sexy, Married and with Unusual Talents
🕑 Added 2025-07-12 14:27:14 +0000 UTC[A/N: Here's chapter 119! It took me a while to finish writing it but it was a lot of fun. In this chapter you'll get to understand much more about the three Female Leads. Some heavy topics, other light hearted. I hope you'll enjoy the interactions! Anyway, I'm done for the week! See ya next week, dear Patrons!
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Bright Star City, Bright Star Island, Flowing Stars Archipelago, Earth
Omniscient P.O.V.
Without waiting for the other two to say anything, Seraphine started walking toward the East Wing, crossing the entrance into the main corridor where the two bedrooms were located, while reviewing what she wanted to share with her mother and sister. After glancing at each other, Adeliya and Brynhild decided to follow the dark elven woman without saying anything. Although they kept quiet, their Minds were anything but calm. ‘So, it finally came down to it... I wonder how Bryn will take it...’ Liya wondered while Bryn felt confused. ‘Sis looks so serious. I wonder what she wants to talk about.’ Saying she had no inklings would be a lie, but she tended to selectively lose her great comprehension when it came to certain topics. After all, being vocal inside her head and doing the same out loud were two completely different concepts. In less courteous terms, she was basically getting cold feet. Would her younger sister accept Bryn’s wishy-washy attitude, though? That question was about to be answered as Seraphine reached the first room, which was Adeliya’s. With a thought, the door immediately opened, letting her enter with the other two in tow. With a sweep of her eyes, she found a chair and sat, waiting for the other two to find their own seats. Once everyone was ready, Brynhild asked, curious. “So, Sis, what did you want to talk to us about?” On the side, Adeliya kept silent, having already guessed what was coming. While silently looking at the other two women for a few seconds, Sera felt a bit conflicted, a feeling she had been experiencing over and over again the last few weeks. On one hand, it was something she wanted, but on the other hand, something inside her kept struggling against the idea, something dark and twisted. She would not pretend that she had ever been a saint in the past, but the degree of negative emotions she was experiencing was downright terrifying. ‘Maybe I should talk to Demian about it like he previously asked me to...’ She wondered briefly before pushing that thought to the side, as it was not the time for introspection. No, instead, it was time for an intervention, one for her adorably stupid big sister.
Taking a deep breath, she then replied to Bryn while gazing into her light blue eyes. “It’s about you, Sis. Or more specifically, about you and Demian.” Hearing her sister’s words, Bryn’s brow furrowed slightly, her intuition telling her that she would not like what she was about to hear next. “What about me and Dem?” Her tone was a bit tense, something easily caught by the other two, which prompted Liya to put her hand on her eldest daughter’s shoulder and say reassuringly. “You don’t need to be on the defensive, sweetie. Just let your sister finish, alright?” As the calming voice reached her ears, Bryn’s tense body relaxed slightly, although she still felt a bit nervous. However, neither Seraphine nor Adeliya would let her chicken out, not when it concerned life and death matters, and thus Sera continued. “What I want to say is simple: You need to bond with Demian before your next Tribulation, and the sooner the better.” Listening to the shockingly blunt statement, Brynhild’s Jade body froze completely, her Mind shutting off for a brief moment. Seeing her reaction, whether it was Sera or Liya, neither of them was surprised. After all, bonding with Demian pretty much meant becoming his wife, and with how inexperienced Bryn was with matters of the Heart, her reaction could even be considered pretty mild. ‘Well, thinking about it, aren’t I the same? I’ve only held hands and kissed another boy when I was in Middle School, so I can’t exactly be considered an experienced woman, can I? But then, I don’t get why it comes so naturally to me... I can tell that my Bloodline should have some influence on everything sex-related. The Bond, too, but only when it comes to Demian. The thing is, are those two the sources or do they only amplify what was already there?’ Sera wondered, strangely not against the idea of having previously been a closet pervert. After all, she knew very well that her lover was one himself, so being one herself would ‘facilitate deeper exchanges’ to put it politely, or putting it more crudely: ‘normalizing wild, mind-breaking sex’.
While Sera became briefly absent-minded, Bryn started to regain her calm, although her voice did shake a bit as she replied. “What the... What are you talking about? Why would I bond with your boyfriend? Are you insane?” Shaking her head when she heard the other woman’s unconvincing protest, Sera remarked, her tone matter-of-fact. “You’re fooling absolutely no one, Sis. Did you think we wouldn’t notice how you look at Demian? God, you’re as delusional as Mom was before.” Catching a stray bullet, Liya protested vehemently. “Hey! I wasn’t delusional!” Cocking her brow, Sera silently stared into her mother’s eyes for a few seconds until the latter moved her gaze away while mumbling. “Fine. I may have been a bit... Naïve, I guess...” Seeing her reaction, a few giggles escaped Sera’s lips, which seemed to magically relieve most of the tense atmosphere. Feeling too embarrassed to meet either of the two’s eyes, the ‘red-jadehead’ mumbled, her tone filled with discouragement. “Even if I do, he’s already got you, hasn’t he? Why would he even want me?” She then lifted her eyes to meet her younger sister’s, the latter noting how vulnerable her older sister looked. “And even if he agreed, why would you even share him with me? And don’t tell me that you don’t care, I don’t believe you. I may be a bit ‘naïve’ as you said, but I’m not stupid. I noticed how jealous you looked when Demian said those words earlier.” Hearing those words, it was Sera’s turn to freeze before avoiding the other’s gaze. It was brief, though, as her eyes swiftly met Bryn’s eyes again before responding, her tone filled with a mix of irritation and exhaustion. “Fine! I don’t fucking want to share him! Happy, now?!” Unlike Sera’ defiant looks, Bryn’s own turned confused as she asked. “Then, why do you keep pushing me and Mom toward him?” Seeing the clueless expression on the other woman’s face, Sera replied, her tone sharper than she intended. “Isn’t it goddamn obvious?! It’s because I love Demian too much and because he wants the two of you. So, wouldn’t I be too selfish if I went against what he wants...?” Seeing the doubts in the other two’s eyes, Sera’s head turned slightly, her gaze unfocused as she mumbled something unintelligible.
As the other two did not catch Sera’s words, Liya decided to ask, curious. “What did you say, sweetie? I didn’t catch what you said.” Feeling as if she were lifting a mountain, Sera said, her tone lacking any of her previous confidence. “I said it’s also because I didn’t want to lose any of you, alright...” Her voice broke slightly before she added, her eyes now moving back toward the other two. “I’m scared. No. Scratch that. I’m terrified! Ever since that day I lost my eyes, and grandpa and grandma were both killed, I’ve been having nightmares.” Pausing her words for a second, the young woman’s expression became distracted before she continued reminiscing a few seconds later. “Each nightmare was different, but they all had something in common. In every one of them, I ended up alone. Sometimes, you all died. Sometimes, you simply left me for whatever reason. But the end was always the same: Me, completely alone...” Hearing that revelation for the first time, Liya and Bryn kept silent, their face solemn as they recalled that horrible day, full of death and despair. Images of mangled bodies and destroyed buildings brought the previously buried emotions to the surface, making them revisit those feelings of hate and despair, something none of them wanted to experience again. Their attention, however, was quickly brought back to the present as Seraphine’s next words reached their ears. “During the day, the only thing I ‘saw’ was darkness, and at night it was nightmare after nightmare... To be honest, I’ve thought about ending it many times. I even came close to doing it a few times. But I didn’t. I held on despite feeling like living like that wasn’t worth it. To be honest, the only thing bringing me a small amount of joy was those few moments I spent with all of you. I guess you could say you guys are the reason I’m still alive today.“ Chuckling wryly, she added. “Also, how could I leave you guys alone? Wouldn’t you feel really sad without your favorite blind girl annoying you...?” Her voice lowered until it stopped, her face a mask of indifference as if she were talking about someone else’s inner pain, though her grey eyes lacked any of the mischievous spark characterizing the young woman.
Having known her for, literally, her entire life, the other two easily saw through her, and thus, without even consulting each other moved toward Seraphine’s still body and embraced her, each holding her on one side, with each of the young woman’s shoulder squished between one pair of breasts, Liya’s soft ones on one side and Bryn’s springy ones on the other. Because of their supernatural bust sizes, the purple-haired woman’s upper body was now almost completely surrounded by light clothes-covered soft flesh. The unexpected situation broke her out of her gloomy mood, prompting her to remark exasperatedly. “What are the two of you doing?” Seeing her react that way, Adeliya had a thought. ‘She says her sister isn’t true to her feelings, but she’s acting in the exact same way. I wonder, who does she take that from? It has to be her father, right?’ Shoving that thought to the side, she gave her a kiss on the forehead before responding out loud. “It’s a family hug, of course. You clearly need it, so here we are. Plus, I can tell you’re enjoying it, so stop grumbling like a little child.” While avoiding their gazes, Sera replied in a low mumble. “I’m not a hug enthusiast like Demian, alright...?” Seeing the small smile on her youngest daughter’s face, Liya shook her head and commented. “Whatever you say, sweetie.” After which, Bryn rolled her eyes while remarking. “As if anyone would believe an obvious lie like that, my dear sister.” Hearing those words, Sera swiftly turned her head toward her older sister, and, seeing the annoyingly smug look on her face, prompted her to reply with an irritated expression. “Clearly, the pot calling the kettle black! You’re as bad as I am! What was that you said? ‘Do you... Like wh-what you see?’” The exaggeratedly shy voice, coupled with the awkward words, made even Liya experience some secondhand embarrassment, while the main target was blushing so hard that her skin color almost matched her younger sister's. Lowering her eyes, Bryn then exclaimed halfheartedly. “Shut up, alright! I don’t know why I said that! Maybe... Maybe I got a concussion from the Tribulation...” ‘Rolling’ her eyes, Sera replied. “Concussion, my beautiful ass! You just want to get into Dem’s bed so you can get your pu...” Before she could finish her crude ‘description’ of Bryn’s hypothetical wishes, her mouth was suddenly blocked by her older sister’s hands, whose eyes were filled with a mix of vulnerability and resentment. “Stop talking! Why do you keep using those kinds of words?!”
Chuckling at the redhead’s bashful reaction, Sera then let out a muffled response. “Mfo mfufny!” Looking at how her two daughters were, a contented smile appeared on Adeliya’s face, bringing a thought to her Mind. ‘Being a mother is... hard. But seeing how happy these two are, I suddenly feel like all that hardship was worth it. Well, I do hope hardship is behind us now, though.’ The amused grin on her face was swiftly caught by Sera, who sent a Voice Transmission to the other two’s ears. [”Alright, let’s stop joking for a minute and get back to the reason why I brought you here. And Sis, there’s no use trying to avoid it. You’ll just make things more complicated than they should be already.”] Hearing those words, Bryn hesitated for a second before letting out a resigned sigh. “Fine. Talk, then.” Seeing her reaction, Sera gently hugged her older sister for a few seconds, her next words as caring as her smile. “Don’t worry, Sis. I just want the three of us to be safe and happy.” On the side, Adeliya subconsciously started to stroke her two daughters’ smooth hair, her full lips opening slightly. “I’m really proud of the two of you.” That brought a delighted smile to even the previously pouting Bryn, who replied. “I love you, Sis, Mom. I do want to beat you up at times, though. Especially you, Sis.” That brought a few chuckles from the other two, while Sera commented. “Fair!” A few seconds later, the three had calmed down, and the dark elven woman started. “Back to what we were saying.” With a much calmer expression, although with a light blush still present on her cheeks, Bryn interjected. “Bonding with Demian.” To which Sera nodded and continued. “Exactly. We, as in me and Mom... Well, Demian wants it too, but he isn’t here, so let’s not count him in for now. So, we want you to bond with Demian. And yes, that means being his woman.” Guessing the woman’s next question, Sera added. “Yes, I really want you to bond with him. Even if I would rather keep him for myself, I love you two too much to keep being selfish. To be entirely truthful, if it wasn’t so beneficial for the two of you, I may not have accepted it as easily, but since it is, I’d be a dumb bitch if I stopped you two from bonding with him.” Noting the brief glance at Liya from Bryn, Sera explained. “Yes. Mom too. Although you probably guessed as much already. Not that we were really trying to hide it.”
Nodding her head, Adeliya said, a hint of bashfulness hidden in her tone. “It’s true. We’ve agreed to bond once Demian breaks through to the Foundation Building Rank.” A few mumbles then escaped her lips as she rubbed her eyes. “Sharing a husband with my daughters, a husband who’s my own nephew... It feels so... Strange...” While the middle-aged woman was still trying to wrap her head around her convoluted romantic relationship, Bryn asked, confused. “I did notice how close you three were earlier. But why wait after his breakthrough?” Tilting her head, Sera answered for her mother. “From what he said, it would maximize the benefits he and Mom would receive, and since it won’t take that long, Mom agreed.” With a look of understanding, Bryn replied absent-mindedly. “So that’s why...” Before she could say anything else, Sera added. “So, unless you have something against it, we’ll talk to him so that the two of you can bond around the same time. That way, the three of us would be bonded to him, and we’d all get access to the ‘benefits’. Not only would we grow stronger faster, but we’d also be much safer. I experienced how useful they were against those Danilov dogs, so believe me, I know what I’m talking about.” Listening to her sister’s explanation, Bryn stayed silent for a few seconds, a look of pondering on her face. Seeing how silent the Jade woman sitting by their side was, Adeliya, who had resigned herself to having an abnormal love life, questioned her oldest daughter. “Don’t you want to be Demian’s lover? I can see how much your feelings for him have changed these last few months after all...” Turning her gaze toward her mother, the young woman felt a mix of complicated emotions. However, her sister’s previous ’reality check’ kept turning over in her Mind, so she decided to be honest. “I...” She hesitated before continuing. “...I’m not against it. I know you’re both right about how I feel about him. It’s just...” Letting out a sigh, she added. “I guess I can’t accept the whole situation as easily as the two of you. Don’t get me wrong! I’ve never expected to have a perfectly normal love life. But this... This is well beyond normal...”
While Liya had an amused smile while saying. “I can relate.” Sera giggled before replying. “Too bad normal had already left the country when Dem turned into a living representation for ‘Step Bro turned Sex God’.” Although the two laughed at the joke, only Brynhild seemed to have understood the ‘deeper’ meaning, prompting Sera to mouth ‘Help me, I’m stuck Step-Bro’. Rolling her eyes, Bryn replied. “Shut up!” Eliciting a few chuckles from her sister, while Adeliya asked. “I missed something, didn’t I?” Shaking her head with an amused smile gracing her purple lips, Sera said. “Don’t worry about it, Mom. It’s nothing important.” Cocking her brow with an unreadable expression, Liya only replied. “Fine.” Pausing for a second, the older woman seemed to hesitate before asking. “Speaking of Sex God... Is it really that good? You don’t have to answer if that’s too personal or... I mean...” Despite the feeling of shame appearing in her Heart as those words left her luscious red lips, she could not help the strange excitement rising in her Heart when she thought about breaking a taboo that so many ‘normal’ people would judge her harshly for. After all, even children enjoyed breaking the rules, let alone her, a sexually frustrated Aunt being seduced by her very hot, and very willing nephew. Of course, the fact that Demian was an adult and had 30 years' worth of memories from his previous lives, making him only half blood related in her mind, did help her accept the whole situation. As for sharing the same man with her daughters, and potentially the same bed? Well, she would just chalk it up to being an open-minded mother, increasing skinship, and improving the relationship they shared. ‘Okay, maybe I’m just trying to convince myself here.’ She thought, amused, while looking at Seraphine’s surprised expression. The latter quickly regained her calm, her grin turning playful as she replied. “Good?” She exclaimed, her tone filled with awe. “Good doesn’t even begin to describe the experience. Why do you think I insist on doing it every night? To get stronger? Sure. But that’s not the main reason, since we could still get the same effect with normal cultivation. Just slower. No, we have sex every night because it’s... I’m not sure what word I should use... Mind-breaking? Reality-altering? Body-transcending? The pleasure is so strong that the only reason my brain hasn’t been completely fried to oblivion is definitely thanks to his Powers. To be fair, the ridiculous degree of pleasure probably also comes from those same Powers, though his technical skills have clearly reached Perfection. As for his tool down there? Well, let’s just say that any lesser woman would be physically incapable of ‘receiving’ him.”
Her explanation intrigued the other two, bringing forth a sort of morbid (Sexual?) curiosity in their Mind, with Bryn interjecting halfheartedly. “Come on! You’re clearly making that up, right? I mean, I heard sex feels good, but what you describe is too much. It sounds more like something you can experience after taking hard drugs. Although I never took any, so it’d be just what I heard about their effects...” Despite hoping for Sera’s description to be true, Liya had to reluctantly agree with her oldest daughter. Even with her late husband, who was decent in bed, she never felt any ‘Reality-Altering’ Orgasm like Sera described, just ‘normal’ orgasms, and even those were few and far between. She was aware that skill could not only increase the likelihood but also the intensity of climaxes, but was the difference so stark between two individuals? If true, then what she considered ‘sex’ would merely be considered foreplay, and bad one at that. Couldn’t be, right? Shaking her head with a solemn look on her face, Sera retorted. “What you’re talking about is just normal sex. But with Demian... I don’t know, it feels more... It’s probably why there is that ‘Dual Cultivation’ effect. Right. Remember a few days ago when I stayed in bed the whole day?” The other two nodded, prompting the dark elven woman to continue. “Well, we went at it so hard that I got completely knocked out with a large part of my Essence drained. It took me a whole day to wake up and regenerate it. And that’s with Demian’s powers. So, do you understand what I meant by mind-breaking now?” Nodding their heads, Liya, with a glint of anticipation in her gaze, while Bryn was starting to lose confidence, prompting her to say, hesitantly. “I’m not sure I feel okay doing it, Sis. That sounds... Scary.” Chuckling at the adorable (in her opinion) expression of concern on her older sister’s face, Sera replied. “It’s fine, Sis. Once you try it once, you’ll get hooked and won’t want to do without it ever again. It’s just that the experience is pretty intense the first time around. Especially since you’ll both start with Demian at the Foundation Building Rank, while I had my first time with him when we were both still at the Body Strengthening Rank.” Her words did nothing to reassure Bryn, who remarked. “You sound like a drug dealer trying to sell some illegal stuff...” Her comment brought a few pleasant giggles from the other two, although Liya’s voice had a hint of hoarseness tainting it. With a gentle smile hiding her inner excitement, the latter told her oldest daughter. “You don’t have to be scared, sweetie. Sex is a great way to become closer to the one you love, and look at your sister. Does she look hurt from the experience?” To which Bryn retorted, half-jokingly. “In the head, definitely. That’s what worries me.” With a deadpan expression, the youngest exclaimed. “Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny, Sis. Let’s see if you can still say that kind of stuff when Demian sends your Body and Mind to sex heaven. Your brain will be as dickwashed as mine.” Cocking her brow, Bryn questioned the ridiculous-sounding term. “Dickwashed?” With a playful smile, Sera explained. “Brainwashed but with Demian’s dick.”
Hearing that terrible joke, the other two let out weak grunts, with Bryn mumbling. “Why am I not surprised?” Liya, however, remarked. “Let’s put Demian’s...Mmmhh, male parts to the side for now, and go back to the main topic.” At that moment, she looked toward Bryn and asked. “I will definitely bond with Demian after his breakthrough, and to Hell with other people’s opinions. I know you’re hesitant, but I assume you’ll do the same?” With a slightly reluctant nod, Bryn said. “Fine. I guess sharing him with the two of you isn’t that bad. At least, I know what to expect.” Hearing her agreement, Liya then added. “Since we all agreed, that means we’ll be considered some kind of sisters, as strange as it sounds. So, I think we could do meetings like this from time to time. I mean, without Demian. That way we could talk about things we don’t want him to know, at least before talking to each other about those.” The other two felt strange hearing their mother mention the ‘sisterhood’ situation, although it did not take long for them to accept the idea. After all, would denying reality change anything? Clearly not! Thus, Sera even suggested. “Actually, we could even give ourselves a name. Like Demian’s Hot Babes United, or something like that.” Chuckling at the ridiculous name, Bryn interjected jokingly. “How about Sexy, Married, and with Unusual Talents?” Tilting her head, Sera remarked. “That sounds more like a dating app profile for cheaters than a name for a group of badass and sexy women dating the same man like us... But I guess it could work. I do find the acronym pretty funny, though. Thumbs up for your creativity, Sis. Alright, then! Let’s go with Sexy, Married and with Unusual Talent, A.K.A. Smut!”
