‘Just eight days remaining,’ John thought and shifted a bit on the floor. Even with the cushion under his knees, the unfamiliarity with his current position did make it sowhat uncomfortable. ‘And I have 7 more Class Levels to use up. Well, when I get to level 315.’ He pulled his tongue out of the pussy before him and looked over the quivering midriff and almost flat breasts. “What do you think I should invest into last?”
Scarlett needed a mont to recover, her upper body writhing in the leather armchair. Holding onto her legs, he kept her from squirming around otherwise. He had decided to get so tongue exercise early in the morning and Scarlett had presented herself as a tasty target. Sotis it was nice to return the oral favours he got continuously from all of his girls. Similarly, fucking the technomancer in a vanilla way was a nice way to flavour their intercourse by itself. Not everything had to be bondage and spanking.
Eyelids still fluttering, hands and slender thighs caressing his head, the redhead quietly moaned, “You should invest into my womb, you fucking ga stud.” John’s erection beca dangerously hard. Scarlett relaxed, then suddenly tensed all over. “Did I just say that out loud?” she asked.
“Yes,” John kept the answer short and watched Scarlett honour her na by flushing as red as her hair. Unable to control himself, the Gar let her wallow in uncertainty about his reaction for just a few monts and then asked, “Soooooo… you are joining the ‘I want to be bred’ club?”
“Shut up.” Scarlett closed her legs around his neck and squeezed. “Get that fucking grin off your face!” she demanded, raising her voice while she tried to strangle him with her thighs. All John felt was the satisfaction of their squishiness. If she sohow managed to actually harm him this way, that would be fine. Crushed by thighs would be his preferred way to go anyway. Scarlett’s were on the thinner end of his harem, but that still put her in the supermodel category. True supermodels, not those anorexic, pretty-faced, well-dressed scarecrows. “Get that grin off your face and shut the fuck up!”
“But are you though?” John asked, as best as he could while getting his face squished. Scarlett was incredibly weak compared to him, but she was still above the regular human. Keeping her blood pressure proper was important for a good workflow, had been the initial explanation. Nowadays, she also had a harem and its head to look pretty for.
“Maybe?!” Scarlett responded, her tone continuing to be uncharacteristically agitated. “I hate it. I hate that I don’t know. I hate not knowing things about !” She let go of his head and took a deep breath.
John ran a hand over the inside of her thigh and asked, in a calm tone, “You want to talk about it?” Teasing her any further would have been entertaining, but he got the feeling she was earnestly confused. As a good lover, it was his job to satisfy her urges, point out her weaknesses and listen to her when she felt vulnerable. He had thought this conversation would fall more under the second aspect, but he could switch to the third with no problem. “I don’t think it’s an issue if you want children.”
“But I do,” Scarlett returned and crossed her arms. “Not with the children bit, I think. Just the sudden presence of the want. Because it’s a change I don’t feel in control of. Biologically speaking, I get what my brain is doing. I’m a fertile young woman, right, and so now that I found a worthwhile man,” she gestured at him with the overemphasized movent of the ranting, “and I’m feeling secure and happy,” her arm flew around and pointed at the rest of the room and the gathered, silently listening harem in it, “plus extrely wealthy,” she tapped her own chest, “my fucking subconscious is bombarding with these ‘hey, you should propagate your genes into the next generation’ thoughts. ‘Your children would have a good survival rate, best do it now!’ It’s the base instinct.”
“And that bothers you because you want your will to be stronger than your urges,” John summarised.
“Yes, that.” Scarlett rubbed her face. “It started with so ‘maybe I should just be a bit more girly for this guy I love’ thoughts, that I was all fine with. Then I kept thinking if I maybe wanted kids, which I never even considered before I t you. Who the fuck has ti for kids when I have an economy to run?” Her hands ran through her hair. “Then I was seriously considering kids and now I just accidentally blurt out shit lines like that.” She went still for a second, let out a very slow exhale. “I suddenly understand why so won poke holes into condoms and that’s just never where I thought I would go with my brilliance. Planning how to do sothing like that and how you wouldn’t catch it.”
“If only he used condoms…” Eliza mumbled in the background.
“Do you want to try and give you advice or do you want to keep thinking about it?” John asked, genuinely not sure. When he ranted, it wasn’t often sothing he actually wanted an opinion on. Rather, it was to get a topic off his chest.
“I’ll keep thinking about it,” Scarlett told him and crossed her arms. “It’s my problem… it’s not even a problem, it’s just unpleasant and I’ll have to figure out how I deal with the fact that I change because of things outside of my control.” She rubbed his back with her heel, an idle gesture that was neither pleasant nor botherso. “I don’t like being reminded that I don’t get to choose all that I am.” She raised one hand to her head and twirled a strand of her red hair. “Womanly bullshit.”
“Growing older sure is an experience,” John agreed with a sigh. “Want to fuck so of that stress out of you?”
“By Gaia, yes,” Scarlett sighed and John got in front of her. Taking both of her hands, locking her fingers with his, he nailed her down on the armchair. The position was a bit awkward, but nothing he couldn’t deal with. The harem returned to regular chatter among themselves. A few of them looked thoughtful though. So or all of what Scarlett had said must have struck a chord.
The girls of the harem were all going through the sa experiences when it ca to wealth, love and safety. John himself had been getting considerably more interested in getting kids as the months ticked by, to the point where the idea of impregnating any of them had beco a bit of a fetish. The want for children was simply part of the human condition. How they would integrate that desire into their individual characters and the group dynamic remained to be seen. John wasn’t worried though. They were honest with each other and would find so solution, should a problem ever arise.
‘Worst case, I’ll just put a baby in any girl who wants it,’ John thought and had to scold himself on how carefree he was with that idea.
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After checking thrice that his fertility was still toggled off and cumming inside each girl at least four tis, the Gar went outside. It had been a pretty basic orgy. No gimmicks, no ropes and no choking – even the spanking had been kept moderate. Between all of the moaning, they had also co to an agreent of what John should spend the remaining Class Levels on.
It was to be Arcweaver. With the remaining Class Levels, John could max it out and then still have one remaining that he would consequently invest into Unfound. The idea behind those choices was to increase his personal power further and then get proficient enough in Unfound that he could use Magus Step to teleport through walls.
Arcweaver Challenges turned out to be both demanding and quickly done, compared to the other Classes he had levelled in the past two weeks. It still took him about seventy hours in total, which translated to four days of work with barely any breaks and only the minimum amount of sleep, but he managed to get through all of them and he got the Unfound Perk at the side. Since he hadn’t had any doubt he would get to 315 at the ti, he had started with that Perk.
‘It’s Spellrip,’ John had thought when seeing that Perk for the first ti, ‘definitely Spellrip.’ Mana Chain Strike was a repeat and still not good enough to take. Shackle was a bit more interesting, but required set-up. Spellrip was just a handy tool to have.
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