ocean-life Chapter 19 – Sharing the Good News
Chapter 19 – Sharing the Good News
Chapter 19 – Sharing the Good News
I run down the back stairs. Tits, hairs, ass, tail, and even my dick flopping everywhere. Yuki was doing a show in the lounge and she usually finishes those early. Maybe she took a guest upstairs for a private show, but if she didn't, she'd be waiting for me right now. I have so much to tell her. Perhaps she'll give me a blow job? No, she won't, and she shouldn't. I know she lied about it being ok last time. I just need to tell her the news, thank her for writing to Mommy, and make her feel good.
I make it to the door in record time. I fling it open and wrap the surprised kitsune in a hug, enclosing her in my wings. I shake her all over, wagging my tail like a dog.
"Ok, girl. Down down. I see that your mother's visit went well."
Still strangling her, I say, "Yes. It went perfectly. She gave me a massage. Told me about my dad. While that isn't a happy story, it leads to a lot of happiness. Then I confessed I love her. She said yes, then I fucked her." Stupid smile on my face, "Thank you for writing to her. I know the spell to make it read itself is annoying to get correctly, but it means a lot to me and her."
"Slow down, girl. I think I miss-heard you. You said you proposed to your mother. She said yes. Then you fucked her."
"Yes."
"How? Your collar doesn't let you do that. You can only play with other girls and paying clients."
"I don't know? Didn't really think about it. Guess my mom has an exception. Come to think of it, how was I able to have sex with you?"
"I made sure The Mistress included me with every other girl in the building. I originally planned to join the rest of the fun here, but then I met you and decided to wait. But it is bold to propose to your mom and get her pregnant this fast."
"It was a mistake?"
"No, I know you love her deeply. She is a sweet woman. Treat her well. She'll treat you well. It just happened quickly. Normally, these types of marriages take some time for both to see each other the same way."
"Ok, I guess she said something similar about not seeing me that way and that I'll need to see her as my mom sometimes."
"Be careful, and you'll be fine. It was a good idea to get her pregnant. She'll be easier to get into your future harem if she has your child."
"What do you mean?"
"Give me a few months, and you'll see. Now open the gate. I live here, and I was visiting my daughter, as you know by now."
"Fine old lady." I hear her walking down the steps. Then, the wooden gate creaks open.
I considered asking Phedri to marry me now, but I decided to follow my daughter's suggestion and do it tomorrow. I make it to my house, strip, and fall asleep, worrying about tomorrow's rejection.
*** Yuki ***
I'm a little mad to hear about the marriage proposal. But it is a good reminder that it will be more than Alzi, Mai, and me in a marriage. Alzi is a bit wrong about slavers. This city is good about protecting its seed. But nobles can still make it difficult if you don't have power behind you. I'm not a fighter, so I can't protect our family. Neither can Alzi or Mai. Mai has little mana like Alzi's Mom. I could try to get a fighter from my realm, but a noble would be way easier. Most of them have had a turn with Alzi at this point, so they'll know what she can do. Both sex and healing make her a great member of any harem, even the Queen's.
This is just something I need to add to my plan. I could try to find the duchess that impregnated her this time. She would likely be the strongest we could get. But it would be a lot harder to get her mom and Mai into that marriage.
Alzi is back with the soaps now. Her touch feels fantastic—soft but still manages to get all the dirt and sweat off me. Every touch she makes proves she's worth the extra work it will take to get her mom and Mai into the harem now.
I wish I could do something sexy for her right now, but my asshole is on fire like she warned me would happen. I really need to listen to the expert about the sex stuff. I wonder if she will keep her activities under control tonight. I'm not sure what set her off last night. I probably should have asked her to make sure it doesn't happen again till I'm ready to let her fuck me properly. Cause if she does it again tonight, I will let her have a turn in my pussy; my desire is too high talking and thinking about marriage.
She reaches my legs, her soapy hands slowly crawling over my skin. It's so refreshing every night that she does it. I'm fortunate to get this every night. I'm not sure how the nobles can treat a divine touch like this so poorly. Their overly pampered selves probably don't even think about how to treat a goddess correctly.
She gently pulls me up by the armpits to signal the completion of the bath. I could end the session here and be happy, but no, I get even more attention. I get her working each and every muscle from my toes to my furry ears.
"Thank you, Alzi. Your bathes and massages make my nights wonderful," I tell her.
"I'm glad to return all the help you give me. You and Mai are the only reason I'm still sane in here." I sneak a hug in before getting on the table. I'm not sure what oil the Mistress gives Alzi for the massages, but it is a wonderful moisturizer. It also has a pleasant smell, very faint so it won't clash with any perfume the noble is already wearing, but I can occasionally smell it on the clients she has worked with here before they came to my room.
Luckily, she controls herself tonight, the massage going without any actives. Just the usual, beautiful feelings. Tomorrow is another rough day for me. I actually have to leave the red light district for my appointment. I won't have time to run down to meet Mai and Alzi for lunch. I would like to get Mai's opinion on some of the nobles she has served. She has a good head on her shoulders. Just unlucky with an asshole using a potion to force her to get pregnant. I've earned the money to free her, but she said she enjoys the job, so I can wait for Alzi to be free before buying out her contract.
We finish this tradition by walking up the back stairs, unable to hold each other's hands due to my stupid restrictions. Going our own ways on the fourth floor.