Your Husband

Milyy and Heian Ciemnosc walked into his Master's abode. They were welcomed by the already too-familiar black emptiness as they stepped inside and met her mother and his Master, respectively, waiting for them with her arms crossed before her chest and her face cloaked by her hood. As Heian Ciemnosc bowed to greet Lady Calisneia, she beckoned to Milyy. The latter skipped towards her before letting her body slam against a soft, flat tummy. Embracing her mother's body, she felt content.

“Did you like it? Was it fun?” Lady Calisneia asked Milyy softly as she caressed the back of her head. Milyy kept rubbing her nose on her mother’s tummy and face, clearly having enjoyed the night and expressing it to her mother. Lady Calisneia’s attitude softened, and she continued stroking the dark, dull orange hair for a few seconds before lifting her gaze towards Heian Ciemnosc. “Thank you, Little Heian Ciemnosc, just one moment. Your date hasn’t finished yet.”

Heian Ciemnosc’s eyebrows raised slightly, but didn’t say anything and waited. Seeing the mother and daughter pair, Heian Ciemnosc, felt somewhat complex as his memories went back more than 16 years. But they went off quickly as Milyy departed from her mother’s loving embrace and returned to stand beside Heian Ciemnosc. As if she missed his instead of her mother’s as if she would rather be beside him than being a lovely daughter.

“Sigh…” Lady Calisneia seemed to sense her daughter drifting apart from her, but this was fine and what she wanted anyway. Looking at them, she opened her mouth to speak with her hands behind her back before walking away slowly. “You may take her back. I’ll give you 8 hours to spend outside, do not come any later. Also, come back sooner if you can. Understood?”

“Mn.” Heian Ciemnosc nodded, knowing nothing could escape his Master’s eyes, ears, and even more so, her Spirit Sense. He didn’t feel embarrassed anymore. He looked at her hands and let his eyes gaze on the ground as his Master walked away.

“Heen heen,” with a couple of giggles exiting her mouth, Milyy grabbed his right wrist and hand with her hands and pulled him down. “Mwuuucha!”

“...~” Heian Ciemnosc looked at Milyy, who had just pecked his right cheek with an immeasurably cute face. She saw her protruded lips and sunken cheeks as she planted her lips on his pale skin, quickly giving them an image of a nice contrast with her pale, rosy skin colliding. Her eyes formed crescent moons as she kept holding onto him, her smile wide, and her nose appeared so cute. Booping it, she immediately reacted more cutely, “Gyawaah~.”

“You’re so bold… and tender. What gives?” Heian Ciemnosc asked. Milyy kept looking up at him after softly reacting to his caress in a less wild and more understanding way. She let her upper body fall on his right shoulder, her chin on his shoulder, and their lips badly close. With mesmerizing turquoise and hot pink eyes, she candidly spoke. “Do you think it’s easy for females to think of their partner being with another one? Hm?”

“Mmm,” Heian Ciemnosc tilted his head and said nothing, letting the kitty speak like the woman she was becoming. As they chatted, they walked to her bedroom. “I don’t understand it either. I never thought of someone like I think of you. Mm… too straightforward? No? Hehe. I guess I always saw you as someone who wouldn’t be stopped by an enemy or risk. In the same way, I think I see you like… hm… someone who definitely isn’t shy with their desires? I like that in my man, in you!”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc didn’t mind Milyy’s direct words or that they lacked consideration and intimacy. Instead, he adored these moments as she spoke her mind. He truly felt relaxed. Milyy continued, “Mn, after seeing you for so long, and the first companion I have beside Mommy and meeting the few people I had to select for the Academy. You are the prettiest, amazing one. You treat me good, too…”

Milyy turned somewhat bashful, different to her nature and her usual self. Heian Ciemnosc continued to keep silent as the kitty resumed speaking. “In my life, I can only think of spending it with you when I think of someone besides my Mother. Is that okay with you? Or does it feel weird? Do you like me? Huh?”

“Hmm,” Heian Ciemnosc muffled a nostril chuckle and slightly pushed her with his right arm. Her left arm bounced as she wasn’t guarded against him. She slightly wobbled to the right but immediately returned, even leaning her head on his right trapezius muscle. With a calm voice, he quietly spoke amidst the empty blackness. “I don’t mind at all, Milyy. If you’re willing, I can present you to my wives.”

“Oooh, I did talk to Big Sis Mei Mei. She said it’s like a council, and you’re the useless president or CEO. That is only when they are all in agreement. You can have another wife or concubine. But if not, you can only play around nonstop? Doesn’t that sound reckless? What if you grow addicted?” Milyy asked, curious and wanting to know more before investing.

“Why would I be so weak-minded if they choose me? You saw them yourself. They aren’t like you… or me, and have cultivated through hard work and tedious times since they could. On the other hand, you were cultivating without knowing, quickly becoming a terrifying little girl, now a young girl. They are all grown women who have participated in those things your mother didn’t want you to see. Now that you saw one, and of a very ‘mild’ level compared to peak First or Second Step organizations facing each other. What do you think?”

“Mmm, yea… It looks easy for me to wave my hand and decimate both sides… But if I do that every time, then what’s the point of an organization? If I do that, it will never grow, and I will only get stronger. I can only imagine how wasteful it would be if I made a mediocre organization after becoming an existence, where any other organization at the same level would decimate mine effortlessly.” Milyy said and pondered, her words making Heian Ciemnosc’s body tremble as the vibrations traveled closer to his skin as her head turned more towards it.

“Mn, good that you know. And no, if I was that reckless, they would’ve looked down on me and never spoken to me without a significant subject to speak with. Let alone become their husband, and together, no matter how powerful, talented, and mighty handsome I might be. Those are my wives. So, are you willing?” Heian Ciemnosc said at the end, eliciting Milyy to raise her head and look at him with open eyes.

“Bag~, there are still many things to do here, especially with Mother, your Master,” Milyy said as she nestled the top of her head against his neck, sweetly enjoying his skin and muscles. His body’s firmness drove her crazy from how comfortable it was to press her head against it. “There’s still time for that. We can spend as much time cultivating first… But don’t be silly, okay? I still want to meet you… and date you, and hug you, and, and, and…”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc bore a smile as they walked, letting her rest on his body but not embracing her back. He knew, even now as she was this irremediably cute with him, she was only used to and accepted her mother’s caresses. He didn’t want to make her squirm and semi-deny his touch, even if it was a simple tap on her forehead, like before with her nose. He kept smiling, nodding, and coaxing this little kitty until they stepped before her bedroom door.

“Well, we are here~,” Milyy unlatched herself from the best body to lean onto in the entire world. Turning around, she stepped once, paused, then twice, placing her front body against him. With their bodies feeling each other like this, her left hand’s fingertips traveled from his right wrist to atop his right shoulder. Her right palm softly clasped his left wrist and slowly slid upwards to land on his shoulder. Her small head was before Heian Ciemnosc as she looked up dreamily with hazy, powerfully narrowed eyes. This was dangerous.

“Hnng,” leaning on his left trapezius muscle, and like a person flipping the pillow looking for the coldest spot, she cutely whined with her lips and nostrils sealed by his pale skin. The sensation required Heian Ciemnosc’s willpower, tremendous mental force, and knowing he would die to not tackle her down and take her. Milyy’s words slowly fell out on his skin and into his body thereafter. “Don’t be silly, ey. I will cultivate hard to become as soon as possible. Then, I will be your first little wife. How about that? I want one alone. Elena is… sigh… she is older than me, so I accept it. She can marry you first, but I will be your first little wife!”

“Hm… Why are you so flexible and willing to do this out of nowhere?” Heian Ciemnosc closed his face to hers. Their foreheads were now an inch away from each other. But other than an instantaneous wrinkle at her forehead down to her nose, she looked into his darkest eyes fearlessly before jolting her neck and saying, “Eh? Isn’t that normal? I feel okay. Mm, dunno. Isn’t it the usual thing?”

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“... Then, you’re abnormal.” Heian Ciemnosc grinned and looked down at her lips momentarily. She caught on to that and suddenly felt her breath ragged. With an innocent smile, she nodded, her teeth slightly separated, causing Heian Ciemnosc’s mind to be blown away by her irresistibly cute antics.

“Good night, see you tomorrow. Don’t be late to help me cultivate, and say hi from me to my future co-wife. Hehe, I think I understand many things now… I’m an adult,” Milyy said, talking to Heian Ciemnosc like she was the goddess of the entire world, which she, more or less, was. She winked and hugged him intimately, burying her small face on the left side of his neck, her arms and hands intimately embracing his nape and trapezius muscle. Her words might be blunt and nothing more, but her actions were hundreds of times better than anyone’s words.

“See you.” - “Mn, go cultivate.” - “You too!” Thud!

Heian Ciemnosc and Milyy bid farewell, with Heian Ciemnosc simply rubbing his head on hers like an animal, which she purred to instead of reacting in self-defense. With this little step towards love, she shut the door before his face as her pale, rosy skin was becoming crimson, rosy skin instead. Heian Ciemnosc was startled by the commotion of the slamming door but then grinned victoriously and left in a hell of a good mood.

. . .

Close to 6 AM, in a City that had been in 2 months’ celebration after the war ended, inside the Academy’s territory.

Inside a hotel for students and even some teachers, in Elena’s room, she had just exited her little meditation room. It couldn’t compare to the one from her mansion, but she felt the need to go through some mind-calming actions before whatever was coming: came. She combed back her hair before looking at herself in the mirror and letting it fall, some feminine charm exuding from her body, making her flush and her eyes serene.

Knock, knock, knock.

“-gasp…” Elena jolted up with her body before turning her head to the door. She didn’t speak out loud and simply walked up to it with silent steps as her head was light-headed. It rapidly felt like she was teleported everywhere and nonstop, making her almost falter before opening the door. Not able to look at the person who entered, she turned around and began undressing as she heard footsteps come in and the door closing. Her Spirit Sense was only let out for self-preservation purposes.

Her white lingerie, an undersized white bra, and thin panties covering everything well enough were seen as she had her back facing the door. Then, she asked in a soft, trembling voice. “So, who is my husband? Where is he?”

“Here, you are looking at him.” Heian Ciemnosc’s voice rang out as Elena turned around, her expression impassive as her eyes slowly enlarged and she became paralyzed like a silly goober. Heian Ciemnosc was just there, alone, with a face that was detestable and obnoxious, saying ‘I told you so’ without a shirt and showing those growing muscles on his slender build and pale skin. Without his shirt on, lying on her bedroom floor, he appeared so… eatable.

“Are you…?” Elena wanted to say something. However, before she could, the still stronger Heian Ciemnosc, with his Ashes Soul realm 5th stage cultivation, obliterated her attempts to resist, if she had any, as he stepped with his feet beside hers and forced her to step backwards repeatedly. Within a second, she felt the edge of her bed with the nook of her legs when Heian Ciemnosc stopped and looked down at her with his right hand on her left cheek.

“Hush now, don’t speak. Let me take you,” Heian Ciemnosc said, and he swiftly bumped his forehead down on hers. Her eyes slowly closed, welcoming whatever would follow. Her lips were sucked and dragged upwards by his lips. They were meaty and slightly moist, so they didn’t want his lips’ meat to depart them. But before she could protrude her mouth, his lips returned, pressing hard against her teeth as she slowly cooperated to be fully enveloped by his lips’ meat.

Reciprocating however she could, not clumsy but slightly dorkish, she encompassed his neck, smelling Milyy’s scent. But that only further enhanced her desire to keep going. She wasn’t trying to erode Milyy’s scent on him, which was innocent and pure without lewd or carnality. Instead, Elena touched Heian Ciemnosc’s shoulders, neck, and face as if smearing her scent with the former’s.

Soon, Elena's feet found their way in after several clumsy attempts, her attention and focus were totally stolen by Heian Ciemnosc’s kisses on her lips, inside her mouth, and around her face. Since she wanted to mingle with Milyy in this way, he might as well spread his mark all over her. There was time for more methods, but he only cared about this one for now. Elena gasped and let little moans occasionally as both their eyes were closed, but their mouths and noses were full at work.

Her feet finally landed on his shins, slowly crawling up with even her toes helping on the climb. Her teeth found his nose, ears, and cheeks plenty of times as his hands made her terribly tremble, even as they just slid through her back, showering her with constant fresh, cooling sensations that warmed her body to unbelievable degrees. After about 10 minutes spent just like this, Elena’s legs straddled Heian Ciemnosc, and with their height similitude, her crotch was wobbling and throbbing as it met the immense phallus, several veins hard like cord with the length of her hand made her chest heavily breathe as if hyperventilating.

Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t faring any better. His senses were stimulated as he tasted this fine, pale-skinned young girl before him. Even though she was older than him, her body and figure were just slightly younger-looking than his. More important than any of that, she was his Elena! Whom he had been exchanging blows with ever since his test to enter the Wrath Nihility Academy. Back then, he was never sure this would be how their paths would end like.

Tap, tap. Mnhaaaa~. Whoosh- thud, rustle rustle, fwip fwop… rustle… … squelch.

Heian Ciemnosc groped Elena’s buttocks, her body softened like cotton, and her arms holding his neck pushed him further towards her. As she did that with her upper body, her crotch and legs pulled hi, moving slightly, rubbing in every angle a little bit, giving the two of them small, tingling pleasure, making them silently moan and rub their faces on the other’s nose, cheeks and foreheads.

Elena couldn’t hold it and began moaning out loud as Heian Ciemnosc took her panties and bra off, the white no longer discerned among her pale skin as she looked at the ceiling. However, Heian Ciemnosc’s peerless white teeth bit her chin and forced her head to look down, her eyes meeting his. After an eternal moment of looking into each other's eyes, they delved into an endless, passionate, and wet kiss that took them the time of their lives to escape from.

Suddenly, Heian Ciemnosc’s lips stopped, still inside her mouth. Elena halted, her lips covering his upper lip, slowly opening her eyes to look at him to see what was wrong. However, they were still closed. He was simply enjoying being inside her mouth like this, ultimately intimately. Rapidly shutting her tights and remaining stagnant, adoring this moment, Elena didn’t expect her body to fly backwards for half a second before landing on her bed.

Her bum sank onto her bed, almost breaking it. If she hadn’t replaced it just a few hours ago with one of the beds her master makes for him every year so she can rest at ease in her missions, the ground would’ve broken apart with her falling down. She only felt glad Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t dumb and placed some dark Power Energy in her body while his saliva was slurped down her throat willingly. She only remembered a part of their moment tasting delicious. Only now that the dark Power Energy vestige trembled inside her body, she knew a layer of it would’ve covered her if she did fall…

Facing the ceiling, she smiled gracefully at the realization, but Heian Ciemnosc attacked! First, he touched her feet, shins, knees - behind them, thighs, and pelvis before finally reaching her ‘secret place’ and poking around. Elena gasped, feeling the unthinkable as she knew the time had come… She was finally turning into a woman… his woman.

Heian Ciemnosc felt marveled. The sensation of her vulva and her miniature mound of venus drove him crazy, begging him to play further every time he poked at it. The little kitty’s nose was shy only for a few seconds, peeking out to meet Heian Ciemnosc, asking for a meeting gift. Heian Ciemnosc did not disappoint and immediately began pampering this kitty’s nose. Heian Ciemnosc’s thumbs traced it, flicking it gently and slowly as Elena spilled tears from her lacrimals, her hands made into fists and knuckles against her lips.

Heian Ciemnosc’s fingers felt like a delicacy not even goddesses could say no to. Elena felt like a silly girl as she cringed and her body jolted with each half a second and Heian Ciemnosc’s fingers all over her vulva. The soft sensation and pushy, elastic feeling it gave to Heian Ciemnosc’s fingers made him mad with the prospect of his virile member being hugged by its insides.

It wasn’t much before Elena’s legs jerked left and right crazily. Her bum sank heavier into the bed, and her back straightened. An irresistible frown appeared on her face, which only eased up after she finished orgasming. But Heian Ciemnosc never stopped playing with the most precious and delicate part of her body with lewd and lust, only slightly lowering his action on her weak and thrilled kitty’s nose.

Before Elena could catch her breath and see without water in her eyes, Heian Ciemnosc lowered himself and started having his breakfast. Elena’s eyes immediately opened, and she looked down at her body. A pitchest-blackest haired head was heavily contrasting with her pale skin, blatantly rosy and getting plumper delicate, delicious meat and skin on her crotch. The latter was being eaten by the former. And when she felt her kitty’s nose treated like a squishy toy being slurped off its juices and flavor, she immediately released her lusty water again…

“Oh-! Go-ooood!!!”

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