Rita and Aaron walked down the cobblestone road. It was a fair bit larger and better maintained than any of the previous roads he had seen so far. This was the central district of the city.
Aaron had not been here before, so he was sort of gawking at the scenery a bit. There were small trees and nice benches in places, he’d even passed some sort of park. Even the buildings were better constructed, neater stones that might even verge on being considered bricks in some cases. That’s not even mentioning that some of the buildings were quite sizable.
The one they were headed straight towards right now, was easily one of the biggest around. A multi-floored structure that looked not dissimilar from a miniature castle, complete with a parapet or two even.
The Alchemy guild. Well that’s what they called themselves anyway. Apparently they had a couple of branches, one of which was of course here in Zetsuna. They also did not specialise in only the alchemy class, but generally all things to do with any kind of alchemical ingredients and related work. So things like ‘gathering’ and ‘hunting’ jobs, or ‘herbalists’ like Rita, were definately in scope for them. Hence the reason Rita and he were here in the first place.
“You know, you really didn’t have to come with me today. I’m just here for a ‘meet and greet’ so to speak, nothing serious will be happening yet.”
“I know, but I only start work in a few hours time, so I may as well tag along and offer moral support.”
Rita chuckled, “Moral support for what exactly.”
A couple of days had passed since they first arrived in Zetsuna. Rita had booked an appointment at the guild to get the ball rolling on her application. She also had arranged to meet the local lord, with intentions on filling him in on what happened with the goblins back at Goran village. It seemed Dianna had been quite an influential person, for Rita to have so easily arranged such a meeting.
Unfortunately the lord was a busy man and the only time slot she was able to arrange, was for a late lunch with him, a time slot that was during the start of Aaron’s shift.
Oh yes, that’s right. Aaron had gotten a job. The pay wasn’t the best, but he could always find a better job later on. Right now, it was a much needed source of income. It was funny actually, both of them had been concerned that Aaron, especially given his ‘amnesia’, would have trouble landing a job any time soon.
This turned out not to be the case. It turned out that a charisma focused class was a pretty popular qualification in the client-facing side of business. As such, Aaron had quickly managed to snag himself a job as a waitron at a local pub.
There he had worked for a couple of days now, well mostly evenings, as was his shift. Interestingly enough, he had leveled twice during this period, mostly from his attempts to be charming with the local female clientele and hopefully eventually expand his ‘harem’; receiving no less than two additional skill unlocks for his efforts and two level ups:
Skill: Suave Type: Buff Element: Divine Cost: 40 mana Duration: 15 minutes Cooldown: 24 hours Description:
You are the man, and you know it. Effect:
+5 strength (increases with level of this skill)
+5 dexterity (increases with level of this skill)
+5 intelligence (increases with level of this skill)
+5 luck (increases with level of this skill)
+10 charisma (increases with level of this skill)
Skill: Manipulation Type: Debuff Element: Divine Cost: 35 mana Duration: 5 minutes Cooldown: 24 hours Description:
They are but putty in your hands. Effect:
Target will perceive you with +100% charisma
-10% targets intelligence (increases with level of this skill)
-10% targets resistances (increases with level of this skill)
He had gone against his former resolution and once more dumped his character points into intelligence, since he was no longer fighting for his life these days and now leading a ‘charisma’ focused lifestyle. Eventually he would get the ‘Smart is the new sexy’ skill to capitalise on all the intelligence, not just being used for his mana pool. But he would wait with that skill for a while still, it would not have much of an impact if he didn’t get his intelligence even higher; and better things may come along in the meantime.
At the moment however, he had only just purchased the one skill ‘Charm’, to help him out with his daily efforts, even if he could only use it for fifteen minutes a day. He had only unlocked his other skills after he had already purchased ‘Charm’ and as such had not considered them yet. He kept his final skill point in reserve for now. Old habits die hard I guess.
Aaron and Rita reached the entrance to the guild building and passed through its overly large wooden double door entrance. Inside the building was a veritable hive of activity. A multitude of people buzzing around, going about their business. The two of them took up a spot in a queue for one of the clerks at the reception desks.
It took quite a bit of time for the clerk to deal with the three people that were waiting in front of them, the whole thing reminded Aaron a lot of waiting in line at the banks back on earth. Finally it was their turn.
“Hello, my name is Nizumek, how can I help you today?”
“Hi. My name is Rita, I’m here for an interview.”
“One second…” The clerk busied himself, looking at some kind of tablet device next to him. “Ah yes, Rita. I’m just going to perform a basic identify on you quickly for our records, I assume that it’s fine, yes?”
“Yes, go ahead.”
“Identify!” Aaron could not see anything visibly happening, but after just a short moment, the clerk started filling out some forms with the information that he had apparently just gathered.
“Identify?” Aaron asked Rita softly.
“Ah. It’s a skill available to a lot of administrative classes and some business related ones. It provides the user with basic information about the target, like attributes, name, level and classes.
“Would it also provide them with information about any titles you possess?”
“Yes it would…” Well that explains what purpose titles could have. “Wait, how do you know about titles- Do you have one?”
Aaron looked away sheepishly. “Yeah… I kind of picked one up back at the village.”
“Oh wow! You know those are super rare. What is it?”
“The hero of Goran village.”
“Oh wow, that’s pretty cool!” Aaron of course could not know the impression having a cool sounding title had on Rita. In fact he was also oblivious to the fact she found him more attractive these days. Although she wasn’t a fool, she had already figured it was likely related to his class in some way. Not that she minded though.
“So I’m guessing that’s the only thing a title is good for then? Showing off to someone who can identify you?”
“Hmmm. Not that anything is set in stone in this world, there’s always some odd class or skill that will surprise you, but yes, that I know of.”
Aaron idly wondered if she wouldn’t mind his strange class too much if he told her about it. Nah, scratch that. There’s no way she’s gonna be happy about finding out that his class is all about ‘getting bitches’!
“Miss Rita. They are ready for you now. If you would kindly proceed to room 5A for your interview. Alone please, if you would.”
“Ah- yes- sure.” Rita then turned to Aaron.
“Go ahead, I’ll wait here.” He reassured her and gave a thumbs up for luck.
She smiled and headed off to kickstart her future.
Aaron waited on a bench inside the lobby and passed the time simply watching the people mulling about, going about their business. It would take another hour before Rita would finally return, but when she did, she had the brightest smile on her face that he had ever seen. Clearly it had gone well.
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Byers adjusted his hair with a fine tooth comb until it was just right, everything in its place. The man that stared back at him from the mirror, had a head filled with 50% black and 50% grey hair. A man that had lived many years and built much, the telltale signs of his lifetime of experience manifesting in numerous wrinkles. He stared through his rectangular spectacles at the reflection of the proud man in front of him, with his well kempt hair and closely shaved, already white beard and mustache.
“Lord Byers, your guest has arrived.” A servant addressed him. His servants were also impeccably dressed and groomed. He would never allow sloppiness in the company he kept.
“I assume everything is prepared?”
“Yes, my lord.” The servant gave a small bow.
“Good. Dismissed.”
Byers exited his chamber, walked down the marble hall and began descending the long semi-circular stairway to the ground floor. The stairs deposited him right in front of the entrance to his manor. There a single girl was awaiting him, with another servant in tow.
“Rita. My dear!” He offered his greetings with the most welcoming smile he could muster.”
“Hello, my lord.”
“It’s been a long time. My how big you’ve gotten.”
Rita simply smiled and bowed politely.
“You know, Dianna really didn’t bring you with often enough. How is she doing by the way, I was told only you were visiting me this time.”
The first probe.
“My lord. I’m afraid I have some terrible news. Dianna has passed away.”
Byers put on his best expression of shock. “What? What happened?”
“A hunting accident I’m afraid.”
A lie. He already knew that not to be the case.
“Dear, tell me, are you okay?”
“I’m fine my lord, thank you for your concern. What of yourself though? I know you were quite close to Dianna.”
“It saddens me much child. But come let us take a seat in the dining hall, I’m told that lunch is served. Perhaps we will add some alcohol to smooth over this somber occasion.”
Rita simply smiled gently and followed the lord out of the great hall and through another room, before finally reaching the dining hall. There a feast had already been laid out for them at a long dining table capable of seating about sixteen people.
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After being seated opposite each other, and a servant bringing out the finishing touches of the meal along with a bottle of wine that was poured for each of them respectively, they dug into their meals.
After savouring some of the fine cuisine, Byers finally spoke up. “So, what will you do now? Are you planning on staying in Zetsuna? I’m sure that house in the woods would be rather lonely now.”
“It is as you say my lord.”
“Tell me child, how did you get here? Please tell me you did not travel all the way to Zetsuna on your own? The roads are fraught with peril, from goblins to bandits, it is anything but safe for a young woman.”
“You need not worry my lord, I travelled with a friend.”
“A friend? Oh, now I’m intrigued, I was under the impression no one else lived out there?”
“Oh, it is a boy we came across, with some unfortunate circumstances, so we helped him out and he ended up accompanying me here.”
A boy? Who could that be?
“A boy you say.” Byers intentionally asked smugly as if to imply something, in the hopes that she would open up about him unintentionally.
“My lord, I actually came here to inform you of another very serious matter, if you don’t mind me jumping to the point of my visit.”
“Oh, by all means, feel free.” Byers reassured her, the forced change of topic not lost on him.
“As I believe, you are aware that Goran village was being raided by a rather sizable group of goblins.”
“Yes I am. My dear, I hope you have not come to request aid for Goran village on their behalf.”
“Oh, no- Nothing like that my lord. How you run your domain is for you and you alone to decide of course. I simply wanted to inform you that while me and my companion stopped over in Goran village on our way here, the goblins were successfully routed and left the area. It is likely that they will seek another target though. I thought you should be made aware of this new risk in the area.”
“Indeed, thank you. I will set up some patrols to see what they get up to next then. The information is much appreciated.”
“Of course my lord.”
So the goblins were routed. Byers knew Goran village could not do that on their own, or they would not have repeatedly requested his aid in this in the first place. And he was also aware of how Rita had been intentionally vague about how said goblins had been thwarted in the first place. Well it mattered not, for what she did not say, said plenty and filled in most of the missing pieces for him.
The two of them made small talk, mostly about what Rita plans to do next, while they finished up their meal. Byers eventually saw Rita out and bid her farewell.
Once she was gone, he turned to his most trusted servant, who waited expectantly, “My lord?”
“Send for Shiva. Tell her I have need of her services urgently.”
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Aaron entered Gilly’s through the large rustic looking single wooden door that served as its entrance. The pub had an extremely charming rustic vibe to it, the dark grey stone walls only illuminated now by the multitude of candles in the place, giving them a brown hue that was not dissimilar from wood in appearance and could easily be mistaken as such.
The bar being made out of only a slightly lighter version of this stone and the floor out of even lighter, large flattened and polished stones. The rest of the decor was made out of a dark wood, from the tables and chairs, to the beams supporting the roof.
There were additional candles hanging from the roof in the form of small bronze clover shaped chandeliers, sporting four candles each. Portions of the roof had the occasional animal skin pinned to it as well, hiding some areas from sight. From what he had seen of this world so far, as far as decor went for a local establishment, this was pretty extravagant. Someone either had a lot of money to burn, or they simply loved this place far too much.
That someone was of course the woman that greeted him, Sally.
“Hey Stud.”
“Hey Sally.”
“Hmm.” Sally frowned at him in a playful manner. “I thought I told you to call me boss.”
Aaron simply sighed and retorted, “I thought I told you to call me Aaron.”
Sally simply smiled and carried on… what was it, stock taking... as far as Aaron could tell.
Sally was a short girl, despite a slightly stocky build. She had dark brown hair, plaited into shoulder high pigtails to either side of the back of her head. She was somehow cute, despite objectively not being that pretty. This in part being due to her personality, being very playful. Or at least so Aaron suspected. She was the manager, slash, owner of this establishment.
Aaron wasted no time putting his apron on and began preparing, checking all the bottles were full, cleaning tables and setting out some glasses. It was still early and it did not take him long to run out of work to do.
Sally had gone into the cellar below and Aaron found himself left with his thoughts in the still empty bar. He pondered everything that had happened, and his life here and now, as well as where he was going in this life. He wondered if his parents were okay. If they were sad, if time was passing back in the real world, all sorts of things.
His day dreaming eventually led to thoughts of Rita and more specifically fantasizing about actually ‘taking her’. They hadn’t even kissed yet.
Of course that did not stop him from ‘taking her’ in his head.
“Hey stud, interrupting?”
He was immediately dragged back to reality by a certain silver haired demon lying on top of the bar counter right in front of him. She had a shit-eating grin on her face and he knew he was not going to enjoy whatever it was that came next. Not when she smirked like that.
“Hey Mara, did not even notice you”, Aaron tried to buy time to recover.
“Yes I can see that. You were clearly pre-occupied.”
It was then he noticed that her gaze was not at his face while she spoke, but rather at his crotch, which had already gotten partially hard. Shit! That would teach him about day-dreaming about sex in public.
Aaron immediately tried to deflect the conversation back to Mara: “What are you doing here? Rita let you off your leash?”
Mara simply rolled her eyes, “She sent me to gather one or two specific herbs”
Aaron cocked his head and gave her a look that said: ‘So why are you here then?’
Mara snorted and spoke while grinning, easily picking up on the implied question, “She did not specify what I was supposed to do after collecting the herbs, nor when I should return them exactly.”
Ah, right. Those commands are tricky, especially if they are too open ended.
“But stop trying to deflect the conversation.” Mara made it clear she had noticed and indeed not forgotten.
“Well it’s pretty obvious what you were thinking given that.” She gave a pointed look at his crotch that left no room for interpretation.
“The only question is were you mind fucking me or Rita?” Mara gave him a stern look while delivering what sounded like one of those implied female ‘you know the right answer’ questions. But Aaron did not feel like rolling over today, especially now that he knew her well enough by now to know it would just give her more ammunition.
Instead, he answered ‘wrong’, “Rita”.
Mara gave him a surprised look. Not for what he answered, she had already figured that out, but rather for the answer itself. Living up to your title of stud are you. Well, no matter.
“In that case I will have to do something about that.”
Aaron gulped, he was not sure if that was a good something or bad something.
Mara sat up right and spread her legs suggestively. “We’ll see if you can still think about that little red haired child while shooting hot cum inside my ass.”
Aaron had not expected that. As tempting as that sounded, they really couldn’t do that here or now though. He was not really interested in getting fired from his relatively new job. So instead he tried to redirect her again, “I thought you had forgotten about that offer. I also thought you wouldn’t want to anymore after what happened when we travelled here.” Aaron was genuinely curious about this in any case.
Mara just gave him a look like he was an absolute idiot, “What are you talking about, we made a deal’. The sheer deadpanned force she delivered the line with made it clear, that was always going to be the case. Aaron almost felt a little guilty about doubting, but seriously she was a demon after all, surely a little bit of suspicion about duplicity was called for? Right?
“Well we can’t do that here anyway.”, she actually looked apologetic about it! Aaron also hadn’t expected her to be the voice of reason. Maybe he wasn’t giving her enough credit?
“So in that case…” Instead, she slid to the edge of the counter, leaned forward and brought her lips up to his. Something else he had not expected to happen, but after the recent ‘dry spell’ he felt very little will or desire to resist, so he leaned into the kiss.
Her pale lips were soft, actually everything about her was soft. A pointless realisation, but did not stop him from putting his arms around her. An interesting juxtaposition that she seemed so small and vulnerable, yet in reality, was anything but!
Their tongues intertwined, gently caressing each other, the soft and wet texture pleasing to the senses. If demons didn’t kiss, how did she get so good at this? The idle thought barely survived a glancing notice before it was drowned out in the ever escalating kiss.
Aaron was startled when Mara suddenly pulled away. She quickly slid off the table and crouched down behind the bar. Aaron was taken aback for a moment at just how smooth and quiet the motion was, it was a kind of otherworldly grace.
“Hey stud, polish those glasses”, Sally had returned.
She clearly had not seen Mara, Mara having clearly been aware of her approach. She was still under orders not to let anyone see her. She actually had pretty impressive senses and attentiveness, if she was paying attention to stuff like that even while busy kissing.
“Um, why? They’re all already clean and polished?” Aaron did his best to act natural.
“Don’t care. I told you before, nobody wants to see a bar tender just standing around doing nothing, it makes people uncomfortable.” Okay. That kind of did make sense. Aaron just nodded in response and before long Sally disappeared back downstairs.
Aaron breathed a sigh of release, but was forced to swallow the breath back down, hard. Mara apparently hadn’t been satisfied with just that. She had suddenly pulled down his trousers with enough force that his erect member had bounced up and down twice.
“Woah, what are you-” He did not have a chance to finish the sentence before Mara took most of him in her mouth and started stroking back and forth. Her soft lips clamping down around his cock and stroking along its length, with enough suction to pull the skin back and forth along the way.
Aaron’s lust flared up and lost all reason, he simply threw himself into the sensation, drowning in his own desire in this moment.
Mara pulled back along his shaft leaving a glistening coating of saliva around his member. She pulled back just far enough so that she could start caressing his ‘head’ with her tongue while still with a firm suction on his shaft.
That glorious tongue of hers licked every inch of his head and easily got around it and under the skin, sending shivers of pleasure through Aaron. While he was losing himself to this sensation, she also started caressing his balls with her soft pale fingers, ever so careful not to hurt him. His lust was reaching a point of explosion, it was like she knew exactly how to drive him wild.
Before he even knew what was happening, his hands reached around the back of her head and he drove his dick inside of her. He only stopped when he felt his tip slide into her throat, causing Mara’s eye’s to go momentarily wild.
Aaron panicked in that moment. What was he doing? You can’t just force someone like that, that’s like sexual assault… or something, he wasn’t quite sure. He was a split second from pulling out, when he realised that she had carried on licking the shaft that was buried inside her face and still carried on caressing his balls. It dawned on him that she didn’t seem to mind at all about what he had done.
With the moment of guilt readily washed away but sheer lust and desire for the sexy and willing demoness in front of him, he tightened his grip on her, grasping her silver smooth hair in the process and starting pulling his dick out of her throat, only to push it right back in, albeit a little more cautiously this time and ‘testing the waters’.
Mara stopped playing with his balls and instead put one hand around the back of each of his legs instead. It was a clear signal to him: ‘Give me all you got!’
And so he did.
He let loose.
Gripping her head tightly, and rocking his hips, as he repeatedly buried his dick into her throat. The sensation was amazing, the feeling of the tip of his ‘head’ being forced downwards in her esophagus as it entered the tight passage each time.
Mara did something to him. When he was with her, it was like she uncaged something inside him. Like he was no longer a man, but a beast, something much more raw. And it should terrify him, yet with her it always seemed okay, natural. Like this was a part of who he was even if it wasn’t all of who he was. And if she hadn’t been a demon (a willing demon) and he hadn’t been so engorged on sex and high on lust, he might haven been worried or ashamed.
But not with her.
Not now.
Now he skull fucked her for everything he was worth. Now he dominated her. He could feel the power, in every thrust, both physical, raw emotional and spiritual, as he let his inner demon run wild.
He almost didn’t hear someone coming up the stairs. Clearly Mara hadn’t, or at least she hadn’t said anything. He idly wondered if it was because she had his dick in her throat and couldn’t actually tell him.
Regardless he pulled out of her in a panic but realised there was no hiding from this.
He quickly stepped closer to the bar, where his bottom half would not be visible. Hopefully.
He leaned onto the counter awkwardly. As Sally entered the room. “Hey stud…” The way Sally said that was even more sultry than usual, but Aaron barely registered, just glad that based off of her casual demeanor she clearly had not noticed anything.
Standing there with his junk hanging out behind the counter, his heart was pounding. ‘I don’t want to lose this job, please don’t come any closer’. His wish, it seemed, would be granted, as Sally cut across the room, heading for the exit instead.
As she crossed the floor, she mentioned: “I’ll be back a little later, have some errands to take care of.”
By this point Aaron was internally sighing in relief. However, just before Sally reached the exit, she looked back over her shoulder and left a parting message: “Make sure you two clean up properly when you’re done!”
And then she was gone.
Aaron just stood there frozen in terror. She knew?! How? Did she see Mara? Wait, that would be an even bigger problem.
After calming his mind, he realised that she couldn’t have seen Mara or noticed that she’s a demon, or her reaction would have been quite different, no matter how open minded she apparently was.
Come to think of it, isn’t Sally actually a really cool person then? Maybe he should get her into his harem… an errant thought for another time.
But dear god! He could only see the teasing and humiliation she would be piling on him in future! That’s just how she is.
Aaron couldn’t help but sigh at such foreboding misery.
He spared a quick glance at Mara, who was also apparently getting ready to leave, the wicked grin on her face told him exactly how much she was enjoying his predicament.
Also, why was she leaving? I guess the mood had been killed after all. But wait! Not more blue balls! Oh come on!