A small info dump, but nothing too boring I hope. Can`t just have all fun, and no actual plot, now can we?

Sorry for not writing any chapters yesterday! Saturday is Fiancè day, and that means no writing. I will try(?) to make it up to you today, however.

Aah... and Sexual content! 

Have fun, boys and girls!

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Sera POV

That… was unexpectedly pleasant! I read that this should be a bloody affair, but… No blood! No pain either.

No blood came out when he fingered me either. It just felt nice… The feeling of his fingers squirming inside me was intense! And when he started massaging my G-spot AND my clit! Ooooh… MY that felt good. I didn’t feel a thing when he was playing with the lips and surrounding areas, however. I guess he will get better with practice regarding that.

And that cock… Huhuhuhu…

It was nice and all when I was on top, but when he took me from behind… hoooly shit! His strong hands on my waist pulling me towards him as he thrusted his cock inside me. I could feel everything! I could feel him being inside of me.

I could control the ride, but… it wasn’t as rough as in other positions. I like it rough, it seems.

From the behind, however… uhuhuhu… he reached deeper inside of me. No shaft left uncovered, so to speak. I could feel his rock hard rod stirring life into my deepest parts. I was ruthlessly being used by the man I love… AND I LOVE IT! He really lost himself inside me, didn’t he?

Several times actually…He did the same with Eliyon as well… She seems to like being in control, and not the other way around. I wonder if he will end up bound and gagged to the bed one day… That would be nice… having him at our thumbs. We can do everything we want to him… Yep! That is happening!

Shit… I am getting wet again, aren’t I?...

It is a good thing I brought Eliyon with me to the royal library… I don’t think Akif could have done that without the instructions we gave him. He would have been like a lost puppy! A horny lost puppy that tries his best.

I lay on his chest fumbling with some of his chest hair. I can feel a dirty smile creep up on my face as I remember the night that just passed.

“He needs to shave his body, however…”, I think as I try to separate the hairs on his chest into neat lines.

Good thing I found that alchemist. I would definitely get pregnant if I didn’t drink that anti-pregnancy potion. The look on his face when the princess came in and asked for that potion was priceless! The whole city probably knows that she got laid by now. It is weird that she asked for it, though. The elves aren’t fertile except for once every 10 years. And she is… 20 years… Is she fertile now?

She probably doesn’t want to have a child this young…

I can feel Akif rugged hands stroking my hair. My right leg is hung over his thigh, and he is gently moving his leg up and down. The feeling of his thigh pressing against the result of my thoughts, makes me quip with excitement.

“Good morning, my love”, he gently whispers to me. Eliyon is still sleeping like a rock, cuddling up to him in the same manner I am. He resembles a starfish when he sleeps – laying on his back with spread legs and outstretched arms used as an extra pillow. It feels good to use him as a hugging pillow. If I want to I can wrap my leg around his thigh, and lock him in place. He doesn’t seem to mind me doing that to him for some reason.

Well… if I was a man, I don’t think I would mind having a couple of ladies squished against me either…

What surprises me is that he doesn’t make a sound when he sleeps. No sounds and no movement. It makes sleeping with him very comfortable!

“Good morning, my handsome man-beast”, I whisper as I lean in to kiss him gently on his cheek. I don’t think he shaved yesterday, but I don’t really care. It is what it is.

I can see him pondering about something, and I can feel my curiosity growing. I can’t help but ask him;

“What is it?”

… and we are waiting for connection…

… still waiting…

“Hmm?”, he asks me after I start shaking him.

“I asked; what is it? What are you thinking about?”

“Aaah… Have you noticed how my behaviour have changed recently?”

Huh? There has been some change, but that is probably because he is starting to adapt to his new situation? Though… he has been a bit out of touch with the world, lately.

“Yeah? It is natural for that to happen. You are adapting to a new situation”.

“Yeah…No… I don’t think that is it, Sera”.

He looks up in the ceiling while stroking my hair gingerly. It looks like what he is thinking about is quite serious, because the stone face he is making is quite unusual. He only does that when he doesn’t know what to say, or do. That, and is trying to figure a way out of a difficult position… Like when he said “Yes” to what colour would fit me…

“I think maybe something changed in me when the dude fucked up his Menskinesis. I felt things break inside my mind, and yesterday I noticed how easily I got angered. I’ve also been very susceptible to my impulses lately. This is not the way I was previously. I feel fine, but I think I have to watch my anger”.

Huh? Anger issues? His mind broke?

I think he realized what he just told me scared me, because he looks me gently in the eyes, and tells me with a loving voice;

“Don’t worry, Sera. I am still the man you fell in love with. Just knock me on the head a few times when you see me get angry, and I should be fine after that. I presume it just needs time to heal itself”.

That, or get worse…

I hug my man fiercely – enjoying his warmth and natural smell. There is something about the smell of the one you love. It is like perfume. I just can’t get enough of it!

I can feel a hand sneaking over my ass. He grabs it, and starts shaking. I can feel my ass moving like jelly, and it is oddly amusing.

With a huge grin on his face, he starts trailing one of his fingers between my ass cheeks, and down to my pussy. I dried up while we were talking, but the anticipation of his touch, makes me soaking wet again.

How the hell am I so wet around him? Anything he does results in a small puddle between my thighs…

 I lean up to his ear and whisper;

“Want to wake Eliyon up with a bang?”

He grins at me, but shakes his head.

“You ladies drained me completely yesterday. As in, I actually feel… empty”.

He looks me in the eyes, and smirks slyly;

“However, that doesn’t mean you have to suffer. I feel your excitement all over my thigh, you know?”, he tells me while he continues to tease.

Shiiit! He is getting good at this!

I leave him to do whatever he wants with me. Since he has only one hand vacant, and I am practically laying on it, he has limited movement. That doesn’t stop him from doing what makes me go off like a fountain, however.

I can feel his light touch trailing my inner thigh as he slowly but surely moves closer to where I want him to end up.

He trails his fingers around the lips, and teasingly stroke me around my clit – making sure to not actually touch it. I can feel my heavy breath sink into the pillow his head is laying on, when I burry my head in his neck.

Oooh… my…

With a sudden jolt, a finger enters me in one smooth stroke. I can feel him squirming inside of me – enjoying the sensation of my pussy clamped around him.

He starts slowly playing with my love button using his thumb as he does the “come here” motion inside me. I can feel his finger sliding against the top of my cavern. A jolt of pleasure is sent rocketing through me as he occasionally hits my g-spot. That, and the feeling of having my clit massaged makes the process of me cumming quite quick. I had been building up my arousal beforehand, and he just finished it off.

With a muffled “Hhhhnn”, I come – releasing all the built up tension I didn’t know I had in me.

I collapse back down again. Unknowingly I arched my back, and after the orgasm hit me, I fell back down again like a wet sack of potatoes.

“That… was amazing, Akif!”

Eliyon mumbles;

“Can you do that to me now?”

Good morning, Eliyon! Did you enjoy the show?

Enjoy, Eliyon! Akif has gotten better!

We didn’t get much rest that morning. He even got hard a couple of times, and we made sure to enjoy every second of it. It took him quite some time to come, and every time he came, only droplets of cum came.

I guess we really did drain him…

Eventually the fun and games had to stop, because a servant knocked on the door, and told us that Louvian wants to see us in the dining room.

With a sad smile on my face, I roll over the hunk we are sharing, and walk over to the drawer I put the clothes in. It is a really beautiful piece of furniture.

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The walls have claimed its back half of it, but the runes covering it shimmers vibrantly with a blue hue as I move closer to it. The intricate patterns engraved in front facing us is a traditional elven pattern, and it looks absolutely stunning in the morning light. Apparently it is a pattern the royal family only is allowed to engrave on their items, and is used as an identification method.

I can feel Akif’s eyes resting on my butt. I am rather proud of how I look. Big perky tits, and a nice round ass. Wide hips and a small waist. I can feel some liquid sliding down my thigh as I walk. The evidence of our love.

Eliyon can be described as elegant. I don’t have her sleek, but formful curves. What I have is seductiveness. Eliyon gets looks of admiration, and I get looks of lust. The thoughts going through the people that gaze upon us are very different when they look at the two of us.

I put on some black, laced underwear, tight fitting brown leather pants, and a dark green loose hanging tunic. The day in the shop was very profitable… well not exactly profitable – we spent like 60 gold on clothes, but at least we look good now!

I throw some thin leather clothing over to Akif, and wait for the two lazy asses that still occupy the bed to actually get moving. Akif starts to move his ass after I give him a stern look, but Eliyon only smirks deviously at me.

She has really gotten attached to his ass, so when he starts getting up, she jumps at him and grabs is butt cheeks with both hands – shaking them like he did with me.

His naked body is a masterpiece in my eyes. Yes, he has lots of scars littering his body – some of which I almost can’t believe he survived, but his chest and core muscles is what demands my attention. A life in the arena is a great way to get in shape!

His naked member hangs loosely between his thighs, and it is a glorious sight to behold. When erect, my petite hands can’t quite wrap around it, and it reaches my inner sanctum.

When he learns how to use his weapon properly, he will be a formidable foe!

I am a lucky lady! Thank GOD I didn’t end up as the fourth wife of a fat old senator or something!

Eliyon speedily puts on a lax red dress we bought. It isn’t anything to go to a formal dinner in, but it surely looks splendid on her! I can feel myself become somewhat jealous of her sleek curves. I could never wear something like that and not attract the lusty eyes of every man in the room. Although it is baggy, it also leaves a lot of room for fantasies. A waterfall of fabric gently falls from her chest, and is only broken by her hips. Her perky butt sticks out from behind, and continues the waterfall down to her lower ankle.

My seductious curves are both a blessing, and a curse.

“Let’s go and meet the king freshly fucked and happy! Maybe he will even get off with just a few curses if he mentions that therapist again…”, Akif jokingly says as he exits the room.

That was a joke me and Eli didn’t quite pick up on, but we ignore him, and latches onto his arms. I can feel his rugged hand almost covering my petite fingers as we intertwine ourselves.

I love my man. I love him a great deal.

In the dining room a grinning king meets us with a knowing look. He looks over at Akif with a sly smirk, and says;

“At least take a bath before you come. You will leave a man jealous when they look like that. It is very nice to know that you are taking VERY good care of my daughter”.

Hey! That is your daughter you are talking about! Don’t comment on our sexlife in front of us!

Eliyon is blushing furiously at her father’s comment, but Akif doesn’t mind.

“Well… You were very clever when you sent her off to learn close combat. She is extremely limber!”.

I send my elbow flying into his ribs, and he looks at me and says;

“What? It’s true! She looked like a pretzel half the time, and you know it! You were there!”

Dude! DON’T TELL THAT TO HER FATHER! DO YOU HAVE A DEATHWISH? HE IS A KING, FOR FUCK SAKE!

Now it is Louvain’s turn to blush, and he looks fleetingly over to his daughter – whom I suspect have passed out from embarrassment by now.

“Ahem… At least she seems happy *cough*”

It takes Louvian a bit of time to regain his kingly stature, but he is forced to look more… regal after the servants arrive with today’s breakfast.

We engorge ourselves on the Ice lamb meat. It is cut into fine slices, and a delicious mushroom sauce is covering butter steamed vegetables.

I could get used to this! I just have to make sure I burn of the calories…

After we are done eating, Akif looks at Louvian and asks;

“So, Louvian! What is it that you wanted to speak to us about?”

“Have you decided on an answer?”, Louvian asks us with hopeful eyes.

“Yep! The girls are willing. May we use some of the gladiators as our personal force? They are very skilled fighters thanks to Balfin, so training them shouldn’t be too hard. I am sure Atre can whip some discipline into them”.

Aaah… Pappy…

I try to hold back my tears as I remember my dead father. Memories of my childhood flashes by as the conversation between the two men are progressing.

“Have you interrogated the prisoners yet?”, Akif asks Louvian after they have finished detailing out the arrangement.

Atre is going to become the head of military of the extended branch of military – leading the forces on both sides. According to Louvian, that is mostly a title until a war actually breaks out, and his lieutenant generals will probably be doing most of the work for him.

What he IS going to have to do is to coordinate resource sharing between the military intelligence branch of both the militaries. There will be at least one year before a potential war breaks out, so the affected military forces that specializes in counter intelligence and execution of important missions, will be trained locally. There will also be some more recruits for us to train. Akif has a plan of having at least 10 in each battalion.

The teams being sent out will be chosen from whoever is closest. Both governments have promised to give word to the military to contribute and help with whatever is needed, and Louvian has already told the current head of military – General Rams – to expect written orders regarding cooperation with the union army.

The nobles have been told to share any and all information gathered in their ruling areas. Rumours and whispers heard should also be reported if it has any military value.

Akif has a plan to use homeless people to gather information, and if the information pays out, a substantial reward will be issued. We will build connections with the homeless community by paying a sum of money monthly for them to distribute. Counter intuitively, the people that already has nothing, doesn’t know the word “Greed”.

As Akif put it;

“Who are the only people that you see daily, but you don’t notice? Homeless people, that’s who. They can listen in on any story, and the teller of the story will be thinking “aah… just a bum”. They also have a substantial network amongst themselves we can exploit. The word of free bread being delivered out spreads through that system way faster than if we were to use the same exercise in a military system. It passes through too many mouths before it gets to the right ears. The homeless has a more “hands on” approach. I know – I used to exploit that very same system myself. The same goes for slaves, by the way”.

Huh… there is a thought. Train some slave! Have slaves that are familiar with each other in the same unit, and they can use that very system to give and receive orders efficiently.

Don’t think there has been a slave army before… Give them food and a daily salary? I have to give that one some thought.

“Instead of sending the same message through many mouths, why not filter out the message from the start, and send it to the right ears? That is what the homeless people do. People handling intelligence, can get the intelligence part of the story, and people handling the actual warring, can get the warring part of the story. Coordination with the heads of that particular branch will result in the whole story unfragmented. It also makes gathering counter intelligence harder”.

Yeah… Even if they know that we know what they are going to do, they still don’t know what our response will be.

When asked about how he knows that, he just said;

“We used the same system in the slave barracks. We know more about your home than you do, Sera. Did you know there is an escape route connected to the Senate building located on the third floor of your house?”, he asks me with a smirk.

Huh? Escape route?

“You are joking with me right now, aren’t you?”, I ask him half hoping he is joking right now.

“Nope!”, He tells me offhandedly as the two men continue their conversation.

While the king is talking about the prisoners, I ponder about how they discovered an escape route to the senate building in a part of the house they weren’t supposed to be in. Actually! They weren’t supposed to be even close to our house.

However, my concentration is broken by the loud yell of the four ladies we met yesterday.

“There you are, slave!”