Though it had only been a week since he entered the training room, Vahn found himself staring out over a small village from the fenced-off edge of the cliff overlooking the waterfall basin clearing. Overhead, Bonney, Riko, Prushka, Kakashi, Fran, and Ghislaine had joined Dizzy's game of tag, and in the distance, a sizeable arena had been erected for the tournament and other events planned for the festival.
"The time for nourishment approaches, sosu," stated Vahn's passenger, Faputa, biting his left cheek from her position on his back.
"What would you like to eat today...?" asked Vahn, reaching up to caress the top of Faputa's head. Instead, she rubbed her cheek against his palm while crawling over his shoulder and flipping into his arms, compelling him to cradle her like a princess as she replied, "Something sweet, something savory, and something good for our fur."
"Then how about pumpkin pie, spice-crusted lamb, and tuna sashimi with a soy glaze...?" proposed Vahn, prompting Faputa to narrow her luminous golden eyes and cup her cheeks with her main set of hands and ruby-like claws as she imagined the flavors. Pumpkin pie with extra pumpkin spice and chilled, freshly whipped cream was her absolute favorite dessert, and since their ingredients were sourced from a CL83 PumpKing and a variety of CL34 Marshmallow Pumpkins, the memory alone was enough to make her salivate in an enraptured daze.
"Alright, I'm going to set you down now," said Vahn, snapping Faputa out of her daze as he lowered her to the ground, allowing her to stand on her heel-like, ruby-hued crystalline nubs. Notably, in place of a simple elastic tube top, she was wearing a predominately white, pink-accented dress resembling flower petals, a red pelerine that covered her upper back and shoulders, a large red ribbon that tied at the small of her back, and a frilly pink headdress that made her look significantly more like a princess than her casual wear.
"Then we shall alight and return one hour hence, sosu..." stated Faputa, unfurling her second set of arms, presently resembling a pair of petite angelic wings with ruby-red claws at their bends. Afterward, she folded her main set of hands over her lap and offered Vahn a polite bow before turning, leaping over the protective railing, and gliding in the direction of Utopia—visible in the distance after its entire biome was transplanted two days prior.
'I guess I should get going as well...' thought Vahn, casually leaping over the railing and dropping to the clearing sixty meters below and producing a ripple through the ground where he landed. The terrain near the base of the cliff had been enchanted to disperse the force of anything that landed on it, so even without slowing his fall, he landed softly.
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"Oh~? Are you leaving to prepare for dinner...?" asked a familiar voice, prompting Vahn to gaze back over his shoulder where Carla, sporting a pair of flared angelic wings, touched down a short distance away in her human form.
Shaking his head, Vahn revealed, "I was going to pass along Faputa's order and more than likely hop in the bath."
"Oh, I see..." muttered Carla, sporting a thoughtful smile as she combed back the bangs hanging over the left side of her face so they were tucked behind her human ear. Since her first set of selfies, she had been sending them on a near-daily basis. As such, Vahn wasn't too surprised when she asked, "Shall I accompany you...?" with the faintest of blushes tinting her cheeks.
"I wouldn't mind, but you might be in for an earful later," responded Vahn, directing his gaze to the sky.
"Wendy understands, and Bonney will complain regardless," stated Carla, making her way forward and grasping Vahn's left arm with both hands as she playfully appended, "But we really should hurry. If not, you might find yourself guilted into bathing with all of us."
"A valid point..." affirmed Vahn, nodding. In the very next moment, Carla found her view had changed from the periphery of the children's obstacle course to just outside the entrance to the bath in Vahn's room.
"Oh...and here I was looking forward to walking with you..." remarked Carla, releasing Vahn's arm to look around curiously. She suspected she was in his room, but instead of smelling of sex and debauchery, it had the warm and appetizing aroma of a bakery.
"Ara~? I see your affinity with cat girls hasn't waned~" hummed a sensual voice emanating from the direction of Vahn's enormous bed. When he and Carla turned their heads in search of its owner, they found a Kuroka rising to a seated position alongside a sleepy Koneko.
"Welcome back, Vahn—" appended Koneko, covering her mouth to stifle a protracted yawn in a loose, white, blue-trimmed yukata.
"Hey, Koneko, Kuroka. How was your day...?" asked Vahn, approaching the foot of his bed as Koneko and Kuroka naturally crawled forward, allowing him to caress their faces and scratch near the base of their ears as they wagged their butts and swayed their split tails in concert. Carla observed this interaction closely, but since she wasn't particularly close with either Koneko or Kuroka, she didn't draw any closer.
"Mine was fine, but Koneko's would have been better if you had joined us for our afternoon nap~" purred Kuroka, prompting Koneko to gently bump her with her shoulder. It was true that she liked napping with Vahn, but he had better uses for his time than catnapping.
"How about we go basking tomorrow...?" asked Vahn, using his domain to guide the two feline beauties to their knees so he could draw them close and habitually cup their round and perky bottoms.
"Nn..."
Instead of responding with words, Koneko issued a soft hum, closed her eyes, and began licking Vahn's left collarbone. The latter could feel Carla becoming frustrated behind him, but if she were serious about joining his harem, she would need to accept that many others required or warranted his attention. Fortunately for her, Koneko wasn't lacking consideration, so when Vahn traveled down to the first floor to greet everyone and ask how their day had gone, she had her and Kuroka leave for their own room after a brief philosophical exchange about what it meant to be a cat in a world of Devils, Dragons, and Gods...
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Returning to his room after thirty minutes, Vahn's brows rose when he spotted Carla lying on the edge of his bed, posed on her side with her right hand propping up her head and her left leg bent to accentuate the contours of her waist and hips.
"Welcome back~" hummed Carla, her brown eyes narrowed as she did her best to appear and sound sexy. The fact she was wearing pure white lace lingerie with stockings, a garter belt, and a lace bodice helped.
"That's quite the outfit..." remarked Vahn, his voice low as he approached the slightly trembling cat girl and extended his hand to caress her hip and bottom, prompting a faint, relieved sigh to emanate from her throat as she hadn't been sure how he would react.
Rising to a seated position with her hands on the bed, her body slanted forward, and her toes on the floor, Carla narrowed her eyes and asked, "I take it you're not bothered by the fact my true form is an anthropomorphic cat?"
"This might come as a surprise to you, but quite a few of the women I'm associated with have non-human true forms," revealed Vahn, reaching up to cup and caress the sides of Carla's face as he elucidated, "The two you just met, for example. They've assumed human forms, but their true forms are snow-white and soot-black cats with split tails. Then there's—"
"The answer you're looking for is no, it doesn't bother you..." sighed Carla, leaning back onto her elbows, her cheeks reddening as the position gave Vahn an unobstructed view of her modest, lace-veiled breasts, belly, and at least the front of her panties as she kept her thighs tightly shut.
"More to the point..." stated Carla, raising her stocking-clad left foot to graze the interior of Vahn's left knee as she appended, "Once we leave this place, I would like to be formally recognized as the representative of my homeworld, Edolas. I trust that won't be an issue...?"
"So this is a transaction...?" asked Vahn, his expression flattening as a wave of exasperation washed over him.
"In a sense," confirmed Carla, nodding. Then, sporting an awkward smile, she confided, "Truthfully, I just needed a sufficient pretense to approach you. You are, after all, the Dragon God of Infinite Possibilities. I imagine it would be...problematic if people learned our relationship was the result of my approaching you of my own accord..."
Toward the end of her response, Carla scooted back and drew her feet up onto the bed's surface. From there, she had planned to spread her knees to entice Vahn further, but the relentless trembling of her abductors made the action impossible.
"As long as this is where you want to be, not where you feel compelled to be..." affirmed Vahn, placing his hands on the outside of Carla's knees and leaning forward slightly to caress her smooth and warm outer thighs. Her trembling briefly intensified, goosebumps spreading across her body, but with his S-Rank Petting, it wasn't long before she closed her eyes, leaned back, and allowed a hot, relieved sigh to escape her throat.
"Even if it's the result of a Skill, your caress is genuinely magical..." stated Carla, caressing her belly with a contented expression.
"Skills may offer benefits, but they're ultimately a reflection of a person's mastery..." countered Vahn, slowly prying Carla's legs open and bending down to kiss her most sensitive area, compelling her to cry out faintly and her thighs to clamp around his head. This didn't really affect Vahn's ability to move, but he elected to remain still, resuming his caressing of her outer thighs as he habitually committed the scent of her arousal to memory.
Though she had used Magic to cleanse her body, Carla experienced an almost overwhelming urge to tell Vahn he shouldn't have placed his face near such a dirty area. What stopped her was her knowledge that it was a fairly customary form of foreplay, allowing her to gradually settle down as she steeled herself to return the favor.
With Carla relaxing her vice-like lock on his head, Vahn took a moment to push her legs up, freeing her tail from beneath her. It curled around his left arm and shoulder, but he ignored it for the time being and tentatively dug his nose into the fabric of Carla's freshly laundered panties, enjoying their consistency, fragrance, and softness. Carla had specifically adorned them before his arrival, so they had a faint smell of flowery detergent that complimented her natural aroma.
"How long are you planning...to nose around down there...?" asked Carla, her breathing labored and body coated in sweat after ten straight minutes of Vahn nuzzling her most intimate, increasingly sensitive area. She wasn't in a particular hurry to lose her virginity, but since she was accustomed to more intense stimulation, she was beginning to feel frustrated.
"If you join my harem, it's not inconceivable that we would be together for millennia..." stated Vahn, raising his face from Carla's crotch and meeting her gaze as he smiled and contended, "There's no harm in taking our time. But if you would like to expedite things, you need only to ask..."
Interpreting Vahn's words to mean he wanted her to beg or, at the very least, appeal to him, Carla formed a heart shape over her crotch with her hands, her brown eyes glistening and the upper half of her face turning a dangerous shade of red as she expressed, "There is a painful ache deep inside of me...it needs something much longer and thicker than a nose to appease..."
"Well, we can't have that..." hummed Vahn, his expression smoldering and tone deep as he unfastened the belt of his yukata and revealed his naked form. Carla's eyes widened when she glimpsed his erect cock, but instead of fear or trepidation, they glistened with borderline predatory excitement as she drew a glowing pink line of Magical energy up her abdomen and a heart around her belly button, declaring, "The ache is somewhere around here..." in a hot, sensual tone...
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