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Chapter 180: Sitting peacefully (Patreon bonus scene)
🕑 Added 2024-01-22 15:00:11 +0000 UTCMason could not, in fact, sleep. After what felt like a reasonable, mostly human, amount of time, he kissed his way up Rebecca’s body.
“Haley,” his country girl said breathlessly. “I think he’s fucking me again.”
The Canadian groaned sleepily, and Mason grabbed Becky, feeling like a mindless, lust filled animal. He sucked on her amazing tits as she gasped, then spread her legs and pushed inside. She moaned and mostly held on for dear life as he ground her into the bed.
Then there was just Becky’s warmth and wetness, the taste of her mouth and trembling body until he finally growled and came inside her again. She clung to him almost desperately in the afterglow, still shaking and making little noises.
He eventually slid out and lay beside her, breathing hardly changed, body still ready for more. Sex, violence, something, like he was filled with some unnatural energy he couldn’t quench. Becky cuddled up next to him and kissed his chest, asleep in seconds.
He wanted to get up and run out into the night, maybe hunt in the woods with Streak for a few hours to push his perception and limbs. But he also knew Blake might be trying to reach him. Plus he’d been running all damn day and why couldn’t he just sleep like a regular human being?
“Not done?” Haley mumbled, giving him a half-awake side eye, and all he could do was shrug helplessly. “Come on, sleepy girl,” Haley bumped Becky as she crawled over. “I recruited you, now do your job.”
The girls eventually both roused, tossed off their tops again and tied back their hair, laughing a little as they came over on hands and knees. Then they took turns licking and sucking as Mason leaned against the headboard and wondered if there was a more amazing sight in the world.
The girls were all business this time, swapping blowjob ideas and taking turns, deciding who should suck and lick what. Mason just lay back and enjoyed the feel of two mouths sharing his cock.
When he finally came back to his senses, Haley was gulping him down with abandon, Becky underneath and sucking on his balls. He grabbed his first lover’s blonde hair and came, twitching in sensitive spurts as he filled her mouth and throat.
“Hey we had a deal!” Becky came up and gripped Mason’s shaft, waiting until Haley came up to pull her in for a kiss. Mason watched them making out, fighting over his seed with their tongues. He let out a deep breath, thanking roboGod as usual for Blessing of Gaia.
Finally he slumped down and felt drained, and Haley hugged Rebecca as they both looked over at him. “You see? We need a third. Now I’m awake and my morning is ruined.”
“Sorry,” Mason mumbled, eyes drooping as he slid further prone.
“No you’re not,” Haley teased.
“I guess,” Becky mumbled, or something equally petulant. Then their voices were just white noise that didn’t matter, and Mason finally managed to close his eyes and sleep.
* * *
Mason woke with the dawn and remembered a few things. First, he’d broken his God damn bow. Second, he had weird magic crystals and an equally magic acorn without really knowing what they were or what to do with them.
But it did occur to him Haley and a variety of others in town had identify powers. That was likely the right place to start.
He sat up and stretched, discovering both girls were already out of bed. He heard faint singing and smelled something cooking, and leapt up to walk to the kitchen.
“Do I drain it like this?” Becky asked, holding up some kind of cup Mason couldn’t identify.
“Mmmhmm.” Haley nodded and grinned, tossing her head and blowing some hair from her face. They were both in some version of Haley’s special silky pajamas, side by side and displaying their amazing asses. It occurred to Mason he was stark naked, and there were no monsters trying to light the settlement on fire…
But he shut down the thought. He still had plenty to do, and if he started something who knew what time he’d be out the door. He went back in silence and threw on the clothes Haley had obviously set out, then walked back to the kitchen with louder footsteps.
“There he is.” Rebecca turned and beamed. “We’re makin', um, I can’t pronounce it…” She blushed a little. “I’m better at the cookin' than the names.”
“You can say it just fine,” Haley laughed, then glanced back at Mason holding up his acorn and crystals.
“Can you identify these?” he said.
She squinted, then shook her head. “Out of my wheelhouse I’m afraid. You should ask Rosa, I think.”
Right. Rosa. Mason took a deep breath and tried not to notice Rebecca’s stink eye. Then he came forward and gave his girls both a good grope and a kiss on the cheek.
“I’ll be back to eat. See you later.”
“Oh, Patron,” Haley called. “There’s some admin waiting. I can deal with most of it, but Seul-ki wants to talk. It might be about Blake.”
Mason nodded, anxiety spiking through him at the mention of Blake. The last time they’d spoken in Mason’s dream had been…not good. He hadn’t seen Blake so down, so tired looking, so negative in years.
He sped out the door, feeling slightly strange when he didn’t hear Streak leap after him from the porch. But still, the natural theme letting him move and full speed and strength was wonderful, and he bolted across the settlement so fast a few civilians screamed in panic as he passed.
He knocked on Rosa’s door, only to pull up Wayfinder and discover she wasn’t actually home. For a moment a spike of jealousy shot up his spine until he realized she was just outside the chief hall, right next to Seul-ki in her garden. Then he was racing across the settlement again, yelling ‘sorry’ in advance as he flew past the same civilians.
Seul-ki and Rosa were both inspecting some plants in the Korean’s growing garden. Mason dutifully avoided noticing anything but Rosa’s ridiculous bent over profile, clearing his throat from the edge.
“You know, we have a giant temple full of plants now,” he said. “And I’m pretty sure we can make giant buildings full of plants, too.”
Both girls spun at his voice before they relaxed, Seul-ki bowing slightly as Rosa inspected him and looked self-conscious. He realized it was one of the few times he’d seen her looking not at all dressed up, but it made her not even a little less beautiful.
“Welcome back,” she smiled, clearly uncomfortable.
“It’s further to the temple,” Seul-ki explained. “And I like to be alone. Did Haley tell you I wanted to speak with you?”
“Yeah. I’m hoping it’s Blake related. I checked the fortress maybe twelve hours ago and still couldn’t get in. Do you have news?”
Seul-ki was so damn hard to read Mason had basically stopped trying. But if he had to take a guess her expression seemed ‘vaguely concerned’.
“No, I’m sorry. I haven’t spoken to him in…quite some time. I was hoping you had.”
Mason felt his shoulders drop, and he shook his head.
“But if the fortress is still locked, that means he’s alive. It would open if he…well, it would be open.” He sat for a little while, feelingly slightly dejected and numb before he remembered his tree gifts. “Can either of you tell me what these are?”
Both squinted with the increasingly tell-tale look of magical inspection, coming forward to examine the objects.
“A Great Tree Acorn,” Rosa said. “And Nature-Infused Malachites. The Acorn, I…” she shrugged. “All I can tell you is it’s above my pay-grade. But the Malachites are for civilian craftsman. We can use them to make items, potions, all kinds of things, usually as part of recipes that frankly…we don’t really have.”
Mason nodded. “But you can get them?”
“I assume so. We can all buy things with our system points, which we mostly earn making things. Speaking of which you should probably head down and talk with some of the craftsman, they’ve been making progress.”
“Soon enough.” Mason took the gems and went to hand them to Rosa before he stopped and met her eyes. “It’s looking like I might need another trip to the nymphs.” He waved the acorn. “If we find Calypsa, er, the other one. I expect there’s plenty of recipes to find.”
Rosa gave him a very complicated look. They stared at each other in silence long enough Seul-ki turned away and went back to gardening, probably in embarrassment.
“I’m probably not the only one who’d benefit from that,” she said finally.
No doubt some wiser, message-decoding charmer would have understood exactly what that meant. Mason had no idea.
“One day we can take whole groups of civilians to get Gaia blessed, but for now I want to keep it light. I need to track down a giant afterwards.”
Rosa blinked and rolled her eyes. “We have ridiculous conversations.”
Mason grinned, because that was true.
“I’ll take a player or two to escort you back after,” he said, turning to head back to the hall.
“Rebecca?” Rosa said, her tone too neutral to read. Mason turned his face slightly back.
“Is that a suggestion or a question?”
After a rather long pause, Rosa said: “Yes.”
Mason sighed, then glanced at the still rising sun through a break in the canopy.
“A few hours, then we’ll go. I’ll swing by your house and pick you up.” With that he walked back into ‘his’ hall, looking forward to whatever Haley and Rebecca were cooking, and just sitting peacefully with his women. It was thus far entirely too rare.
