Chapter 1727 – Glory Road 21 – 2 More Seals
“Alright, there’s good and bad news,” John addressed the crowd. “As you are well aware of, we have been making wonderful progress on going down the checklist of extra enemies we were supposed to beat. We are only missing Xipe-Totec now. However, we are in a bad situation regarding the seals. We have broken one first, while Norahnon has broken two first. If he gets one more, it’ll be impossible for us to clear the condition and get the Mythical Ichor.”
Scarlett impatiently drummed a steady staccato on the table. “So, what’s the plan?”
“Honestly?” John drew out the answer on purpose. “Overwhelming firepower.”
“Nah.” Rave laughed, dismissively shaking her hand all the while. “That’s too simple for ya, what’s the actual plan?”
“That is the actual plan,” John elaborated. “We don’t know what the remaining two trials are, so we can hardly prepare for them. With Metra with us, we are now by far the strongest force in this field. We can muscle our way around. From now on our only goal is getting the remaining two seals and, if Xipe-Totec shows, beat him to a pulp. We’ll all move together to the seal next time it activates. The superior defensible position is now a secondary priority.”
“Not like the skeleton attacks have been of much concern anyway,” Momo weighed in.
“They’re of no concern.” Ehtra pulled her shoulders back, pushing up her tits with her crossed arms in the process. “Creatures unliving, barely worth the effort of cutting them down. They will burn in my presence.”
“Do they actually?” John asked.
Ehtra gave him the ‘idiot’ stare and he gave her a boob squeeze in return. “It is a stupid question,” she doubled down, while doing nothing to keep his palm from circling on her round breast. “My aura does not burn things.”
“It would be very gamey if it did. Presence of an angel burning the undead and all of that… anyway!” The Gamer cleared his throat. “That’s my plan for the next two days. I anticipate some competition for the next seal, but very little after that.”
“Why’s that?” Rave asked.
“Xipe-Totec said at the beginning that whoever breaks the most seals gets to meet Huitzilopochtli first. The current score is 2 for Norahnon, 1 for us, and 0 for everyone else. 2 seals remain. If no other faction manages to break the seal first on the next segment, it will be impossible for them to even tie for first place, so their motivation to do so will likely drop.”
“I don’t see that working for Glory,” Scarlett drily remarked. “Liakan, however, will probably spare herself the resources.”
“One down already makes this much easier.” John leaned back and Sylph took that as her cue to zap across and land on his lap. “I didn’t close the meeting yet,” he softly reprimanded her.
“Meeting, shmeeting,” Sylph babbled and did a micro-hop, his cock finding its way into her depths with that simple movement. “I am here to ride dick and suck dick and right now I am feeling more like having a looooot of fun. I like sucking dick a lot, yes I do, but man if this does not just feel so much better. Up and down, up and down and… mhhhhmmmmm,” Sylph cooed, enjoying just how full his cock made her feel.
John enjoyed the envious glare Ehtra was giving the more forward haremette. When he turned to give her a sly smile, she gave him the cold shoulder. A little moan escaped her when he gave her nipple a pinch. “Gorgeous tsundere,” he whispered to the angel.
“I am nothing of the sort, idiot!” she hissed, demonstratively looking away the entire time. She would have smacked him with her wing too, no doubt, had her position on the broad chair allowed them to be out.
The meeting devolved from there from the naked gathering of astute intellectuals to John emptying a load into Sylph and then guiding them all into the living room of the underground network. Not to fuck them all, that was for later, but to share a similarly important time of the day with them.
Cuddle time.
“Sorry, this is private time,” Rave told Nahua at the door.
There was a strangeness to the harem being so including in matters of the sexual but so exclusive for these emotional entanglements. That strangeness, Nahua did not recognize as such. The Aztec woman must have seen her fair share of harems before, plus she had been with them for a few weeks now. “Alrighty,” she just answered cheerfully. “I’ll just keep playing with myself then.”
“Have fun with that,” Rave encouraged. Nahua walked up the corridor, which sealed up behind her. Gnome moved the stones on John’s request.
Rave threw herself on the big couch-bed where the rest of them were currently lounging. John would have received her, if he had not been busy buttering Ehtra up by kissing her cheeks over and over again.
Ehtra wore a sour expression of the utmost forced variety. The smile broke through despite her quivering eyebrows, and when he kissed the knit of her brow, she just melted away. “Whatever!” she exclaimed, and reciprocated his hug.
That was the initiation of the proper cuddle pile. The Gamer found himself swaying left to right with the angel in his arms, then with an angel and a wolf woman in his arms. Kissing the Metracanas back and forth, he expressed his love for them all the ways he could. Words were too little and the mental connection was effective but a bit cheap.
The problem in John’s life was that he did not have enough arms to hold all of his loves. He was far from done hugging the two Metracanas, but he could not let the others wait either. Salamander’s voluptuous body was right next to that of Hailey. They laughed when he, for once in a purely playful manner, sunk his head between their ample bosoms.
Wrestling followed. There was no reason for it, other than they all wanted to do it. It started with John and Salamander, continued with Hailey getting in the mix, and before John knew it, he was at the centre of a pile including Rave, Momo, and Sylph, all trying to get him on his back.
They were restraining their supernatural strength, which put John in the rare situation where he could actually win the physical contest. He was a tall and very well built man. They were five well built women.
On pure physicality, John would have taken his chances against one or two, but five had him pinned down. He roared in protest when Rave blew raspberries on his stomach. “So undignified!” he reprimanded her.
“Whatcha gonna do about i-oy!” Rave shouted when Aclysia came to her Master’s aid. Wiggling his way out of the big-boobied grasps of Hailey and Salamander, John descended on his first fiancée. Then, he returned the favour in full. “Nooo-o-o-o-o-hahaha!” The pink haired woman writhed in protest as the fart-like noises echoed from her stomach. She was ticklish at times like this. It also was just funny.
John got two good blows in before Rave turned the tables on him. From there any sort of sense was lost. He barely knew where up and down were, while he was cuddling, wrestling, and kissing with his entire present harem. Gone were thoughts about the future and even sexual tension was a distant factor at the moment. They were together, wholesome and happy, and did as stupid couples did.
The Gamer hoped they would never lose this spark. It, above anything else, was what made their relationship worthwhile.
When the rough and tumble play was over, John found himself half on top of Gnome. The happily smiling brunette played with his hair. She hummed a little song. He heard it in two different tones, one of his ears lying on her chest. On top of him was Scarlett. The redhead’s silky hair was a bit dishevelled, her expression a little softer and more feminine than usual. Undine and Siena lay by his side, just happy existing next to him.
Tranquil music played from the mobile sound system that John had brought with him. It wasn’t the best, but it wasn’t bad either. Technology had come a long way since the early MP3 players of John’s childhood.
‘And I missed out on the mobile CD player era,’ he thought to himself. “Time sure marches on.”
“Thankfully.” Rave stretched somewhere else on the soft surface. John couldn’t see her, but he did hear her squeaking as she moved the muscles in her body. “Wouldn’t do if we got stuck in this moment. Half of us are missing.”
“That ain’t how we do eternity,” Hailey agreed.
“I’m cuddling everyone else,” John informed them.
Scarlett shook her head. “It’s not the same if it’s not all of us all at once.”
To that, John could only agree.
“Master, a question.” Aclysia poked her head into his field of view. Silver-white hair fell, the curve of her horns parting many of the strands. They caught the artificial light in the room. She was gorgeous. “Do you plan to make Nahua one of us?”
The Gamer groaned at the question. He had planned to bring it up himself, that was the reason why he had even sealed up the exit. Now that it was time for it, he sat up. Cross-legged in the middle of the bed-couch, he could see everyone that was in the room with him. “I don’t know,” he answered truthfully. “Emotionally, yes, I do want her. I want her with more than just the part of my brain that wants to impregnate everything with two X chromosomes. I think she’s funny, smart, and that back and forth thing she does intrigues me. She has a mind of her own. The light in her eyes is brilliant.” He realized he was swooning and so did the others.
“Ya really do like her, tiger. Not that I blame ya.” Rave scratched the back of her head. “Is this the part where ya go all warning on us, Momo?”
“Not this time.” The answer had some people on the bed stunned. “We’ve been with her for well over ten days, so that minimum requirement is cleared. John did actually try his best not to flirt with her, much as he failed at that. Almost went a bit too far earlier, but I was there to prevent that. I’m not totally displeased with the development so far.” White eyes moved from one face to another. “We all agree on the core problem, right?”
“Master’s attention is limited,” Aclysia spoke it out loud. That it was her added an extra layer to it all. A warning that could not go unheard. “I believe you deserve all you wish for, Master. I also believe that I deserve your time.”
A reminder to keep his ambition in check.
John nodded. He had all of this bouncing around at the back of his mind at all times. It was still good to hear it from their mouths again. It kept it all fresh and urgent. Expanding his harem was no longer something he could just do. Every new haremette moved him closer to that limit of 30 that Rave had projected. Was it a hard limit? Yes, no, maybe, but John was best advised to treat it like one and act accordingly.
“I’ll be mindful,” he promised.