Though he ultimately accepted having Chiharu join his harem, Vahn didn't believe it was fair to the remaining Sisters that they could only experience love and gratification through another. Thus, after making it clear it wasn't something they could do too often, he got Yukina to seal off the main hall and put his Hana Hana no Mi to work.
'Mikoto would never speak to me again if she saw this...' thought Vahn, his body and ears burning at the chorus of sensual moans and the sensations transmitted to him through the penises he had proliferated throughout the main hall. Most were on the floor or affixed to tabletops and cushions, but a few were protruding from pillars or sticking out from walls, resulting in a scene of mass gratification. At the same time, he personally attended and was attended by Chiharu, Yukina, Takane, and Marin atop a cozy, crimson, pillow-laden futon—encircled by a sizeable audience.
"Vahn-sama..." sighed Yukina, clinging to and eagerly sharing a kiss with Vahn as he turned to face her while thrusting into Chiharu, positioned on all fours. Due to their synchronized brainwaves, every Sister present felt Chiharu's pleasure, which, when mixed with their own, created a feedback loop that left them afflicted with euphoria. In Vahn's case, the stimulation of nearly a hundred mouths and pussies eagerly enveloping his cock was a tad overwhelming, even for him, but he managed to appear calm and in control thanks to his significant experience and with a bit of help from Will of the Emperor.
Creating a chorus of near-identical, shuddering moans, Vahn released his seed deep inside Chiharu and sixty-six others simultaneously. Those who had been tentatively licking or fellating him off ended up receiving facials or throatfuls, causing some to cough, but nary a strand went to waste as they worked together to lap or lick it off of each other's half or fully naked bodies.
"I can feel it...Vahn-sama's warm love deep inside of me..." sighed Takane, seated nearly flush atop a proliferated cock to Vahn's left, her eyes glazed and her hands cradling her lower abdomen. She and the other Sisters had followed Korra's example at Xenovia's suggestion, so while it was officially their first time having sex as a collective, their insides were conditioned to accommodate roughly seventy percent of his baseline penis size—leaving ample room for further development.
"Alright, who's next...?" asked Vahn, liberating his penis from Chiharu's hot and pulsing pussy before resting it atop her butt with his hands kneading her soft and round cheeks. She and the older Sisters looked exceptionally similar to Mikoto's mother, Misuzu. There were subtle variations between them, but Chiharu, in particular, had a full and well-trained bottom as well as an 85cm bust.
With Vahn opening the floor, one of the Sisters who had been observing him making love to Chiharu, a girl named Hana, readily volunteered. From there, he spent a few minutes with every single Sister. By the time he had completed a full circuit, more than eight hours had passed, leaving him at the center of a large collection of peacefully sleeping Sisters with Chiharu curled atop him in a contented fetal position...
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After parting ways with the Sisters after an early breakfast, Vahn decided to fly back rather than teleport to the waterfall basin so he could recenter himself and enjoy the crisp morning air. He had to pass through a handful of biomes with inclement weather or hostile environments, but he actually enjoyed flying through storm and thunderclouds as the scenery was epic, and leaving massive holes in his wake and dispersing tornados as he flew through them made him feel powerful.
With various thoughts in his mind and a relaxed cruising speed exceeding 3,500km/h, Vahn reached the waterfall basin, located more than 2,000km away, in less than an hour. There, he touched down on a rocky outcrop on the periphery of the waterfall's broad, crescent-shaped rim. The distance to the plunge basin below was only sixty-six meters, but it felt much taller when looking down on it from a ledge encircled by a powerful current that gave the impression it could sweep anything into its flow.
To Vahn's surprise, the plunge basin wasn't empty despite it only being 7:14 AM. Several members of Fairy Tail were present, clearing the area of Slimes and swimming after fish in the deeper sections of the plunge basin rather than attempting to catch them with a rod. His brows creased when he saw Natsu suplex a flailing Lucy in a white, pink-paw-print bikini, which invariably caused her top to fall off, but he knew the two were like siblings and that such mishaps were common within the setting they stemmed. As such, he didn't let it bother him.
'I should have brought Laev-tan in here with me...' thought Vahn, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the rocky ledge and closing his eyes for an impromptu meditation session. He had left Laev-tan behind so he could focus on his harem, his forthcoming children, and learning how to forge, but since he had gotten accustomed to meditating with her, he couldn't help feeling that he was missing something with her absence.
With his domain spreading to encompass the entirety of the more than six-hundred-meter-wide plunge basin, Vahn became aware of everyone and everything within it. This included Gray and Juvia, who had slinked away from the main group to explore the cave he and Korra had explored and made love in two days prior. Unfortunately for the buxom, blue-haired Water Mage—modeling a dark purple, gold-string bikini that left very little to the imagination—Gray stubbornly resisted her attempts to tempt him to do the same.
'Well, at least he's letting her hold his arm...' thought Vahn, feeling a little sorry for Juvia as she was a strikingly beautiful woman and didn't deserve to be treated as a nuisance. He knew that Gray only ignored her because he was embarrassed and didn't feel deserving of her admiration, but with an additional year to progress things, Vahn expected them to get past the handholding and awkward skinship phase.
BOOM
Though he could sense what was transpiring through his domain, Vahn opened his eyes and peered over the waterfall's edge at where Laxus, a tall and remarkably muscular man with spiky blonde hair, blue-grey eyes, and a lightning-shaped scar over his right eye, was sparring with Erza on the far end of the basin. Unleashing his lightning-aspected Magic Power had created a large explosion and bands of lightning that streaked across the water's surface, but Erza—wearing a white bikini—and those gathered to watch the bout barely reacted to the common sight.
'They really are like one big family...' thought Vahn, alternating his gaze between Erza's and Laxus's bout, the group swimming in the basin, and the older members of the Guild—gathered along the shore in swimwear as they casually conversed around barbecue grills. He could have done without the middle-aged Macao and Wakaba commenting on Mira's and Jane's beauty, with the latter outright gawking at the duo in their bikinis and sarongs, but he likewise couldn't blame them.
"Enjoying the scenery...?" asked a familiar voice, even though Vahn had only spoken to its owner a handful of times.
Peering over his right shoulder, Vahn was unsurprised to find an extremely short and elderly man with sharp but kind obsidian black eyes, prominent eyebrows, a smooth crown, spiky off-white hair that framed his head, and a thick white mustache. He could normally be seen wearing a stylish, fur-lined off-white cloak with golden epaulets or an orange summer shirt and shorts, but he was currently wearing blue swimming trunks with a tropical flower print, revealing a compact and muscular body that belied his ninety years of battle-wear and tear.
"Master Makarov, it's good to see you..." stated Vahn, adopting a smile and nodding respectfully at the 112cm man—the 3rd and current Guild Master of Fairy Tail and one of the ten most powerful Wizards from the Continent of Ishgar, Makarov Dreyar.
"What are you doing up here all by your lonesome...?" asked Makarov, showing little concern for Vahn's status as Dragon God as he casually stepped forward and stood next to him, overlooking the basin with his hands behind his back.
"I just returned a short while ago," answered Vahn, closing his eyes and resuming his meditative posture as he calmly added, "My arrival tends to demand focus and consideration, so I try not to insert myself into events and activities I wasn't expressly invited to take part in."
"Hooo...how considerate..." hummed Makarov, taking a seat next to Vahn and scanning the basin with a particular focus on Laxus's, his Grandson's, bout with Erza. The latter had grown so powerful she could easily secure a position among the Ten Wizard Saints, but thanks to a generous diet of Stat-Enhancing Crystals, his status as an Ascendee, and his resolution to become Fairy Tail's next Guild Master, Laxus wasn't so far behind her that he couldn't one day surpass her.
"Might I ask you a question besides this one...?" asked Makarov, his tone serious but not confrontational.
"However many you like," affirmed Vahn, nodding.
"Very well..." muttered Makarov, his expression gaining a hint of severity as he added, "I understand that the Dragon's Pavilion has its own unique culture and norms, but I can't help but worry about the futures of those in my Guild who have fallen under your purview. In particular, I don't believe you should be so receptive to the feelings of highly impressionable young ladies..."
"I often think the same thing," affirmed Vahn, opening his eyes, inhaling deeply, and exhaling from his nose before adding, "But as someone who was deprived of freedom and the right to make decisions for myself from birth to my initial death, I can't help but feel girls like Bonney, Wendy, and Riko should have that freedom. I don't yield to their curiosity or have any intention of being intimate with them until they've mentally and physically matured, but I don't have it within me to tell them their feelings are wrong or that they can't love me..."
"Hmm...I see..." muttered Makarov, raising his gaze to stare at the horizon for several seconds before asking, "If it's not something you would prefer to avoid, could you tell me about your past...?"
"It's not something I enjoy discussing, but as strange as this might sound, there was a time when I viewed you as a Grandfather figure and yearned to be a member of Fairy Tail..." revealed Vahn, his expression melancholic and eyes unfocused as he went on to recount as much about himself and his past as the Record's Laws permitted. By the time he was finished, the other members of Fairy Tail had packed up their equipment and departed the basin, but Makarov never gave the impression he was uncomfortable or found the lengthy soliloquy tedious or tiring.
"You've experienced something no child should ever have to endure..." asserted Makarov, breaking the lengthy silence that followed Vahn's life story. A look of extreme regret marred his weathered face, but since he couldn't do anything to change the past, he settled on placing a hand on Vahn's back, causing the latter's eyes to water and a potent sourness to permeate his nose as he added, "The fact you've chosen to help people despite your hardships speaks volumes of your character...if I were your Grandfather, I would be proud beyond words..."
"I'm not such a selfless person..." muttered Vahn, his throat feeling tight, slightly painful. It didn't help that Makarov gently pat his back and softly affirmed, "No one is perfect, nor should we strive to be. And selflessness is not measured by the net benefit of one's actions but by the weight we feel upon ourselves when choosing between doing what is right and what is easy. With your power, you could have used your trauma to justify great harm. Instead, you bring people together in the hopes that they can make their worlds a better place. You've done spectacularly, my boy..."
'Fuck me...' thought Vahn, reaching up to cover his burning eyes with his left hand. It wasn't the first time he had heard words similar to Makarov's, but that didn't stop them from hurting and causing him to feel ashamed of himself. He certainly wasn't a bad person, but when he compared himself to genuinely good people like the diminutive man supportively patting his back, he felt like a complete scoundrel...
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