A Chill Night and Morning, Bastards by Afternoon

My new ring sat on my right hand's middle finger until such a point that I had one for each of my wives. Our wedding would be done after I became a True Demon Lord, that was my goal, my initiative. Then I would place the ring on my left hand's ring finger. I thought this as I stepped down the rather lush stairs of our house, going to greet Shuna and Milim. Humming noises and the faint echoes of birds chirping before night transmitted to my ears through the thick walls of the house. 

Milim was apparently enjoying herself as she stuck into a whole jar of honey, the substance staining her lips and cheeks as she strived to eat more of it. Shaking my head at the antics of my wife I looked at my other wife, who looked rather tired and pissy. Like a good partner, her attitude notwithstanding, I straddled up behind her and pressed my hands into her shoulders, giving her a soft but comforting massage.

"Mmm, that's good Silvi... W-mm-why are you giving me a massage?" I got closer to her ears whilst moving my hands to further massage her shoulder blades. 

"Because my wife is tired and has obviously had a hard day. I want to pamper her." I could see the faint traces of red shimmering across the edges of her cheeks from my position, a smile slowly expanding to encompass most of my expression as I moved my hands towards the areas adjacent to her upper spine, rubbing my thumbs into the nape of her neck and pulling down gently alongside her spinal cord. No noises were made by my loving pink haired wife with which I was massaging, but I could intrinsically feel the enjoyment and relief that she was feeling.

Her muscles were rather tense and every time I ran my hands through a knot in said muscles she leaned forwards, inviting for me to massage that area more; which I naturally obliged. The only issue with doing this was the fact that Milim would want it done right after... Thus, i figured that the massage better be full-body. Picking her up into a princess carry I took her to the couch, where I then laid her down on her stomach, her voice trying to complain despite her love of my pampering. Milim followed, honey jar in hand and eyes trained on me. From her position I light jumped onto the couch, my knees resting beside her hips on the couch. Lifting her dress and exposing her back I could see very toned muscles that pulsed ever so slightly with every touch, as if her body was anticipating something 'more'. Chuckling at her reactions I soon began to work my hands over her muscles, relieving tension and stress on her body. From her Trapezius muscles to her Gluteus Medius musculature my hands massaged with precision. Within minutes all of the back pain she may have been experiencing was gone, vanquished. Her expressions and girly twitches throughout making me now salivate at the thought of conquering her again tonight.

The Shows wasn't over however as I moved to her feet, slowly and methodically rubbing them to promote circulation and to also loosen the tension she would have after standing and walking all day in awkward shoes, a thing I was wanting to remedy soon. Yet again her reactions were reserved but she was melting onto the couch in ecstasy almost at the relief I had just provided. It was getting to such a stage that Milim had put down her honey and was now eyeing me seriously, jealous of the attention I was giving to Shuna. 

Finishing off Shuna's feet I looked at Milim, her face getting more jealous by the second. A minute extra passed before I finally finished with Shuna, her soft snores entering my ears as she dropped dead asleep. Signalling Milim over I extended the couch slowly and seamlessly, making it the size of our bed upstairs. Setting Milim out like Shuna I soon removed her goth-like work clothes and started with her neck. Unfortunately my massage wasn't as needed for Milim as she was naturally stress-free with her nature and tended to do a copious amount of exercise every day, just by existing. Strain wasn't a thing for her, but it was more about the pampering and showing of love, thus I continued, using the same amount of time on Milim as I did Shuna. The massage was pretty much complete when I leaned down between both of their ears.

"Love you both, have good dreams." Shuna smiled sillily in her sleep as Milim sleepily opened her eyes, smiling for a moment and whispering her words of love that quickly changed into mild snores. I was alone again, left to sit here for another three to four hours until my meditation cycle kicked in.

'I guess I'll watch some Mrs Brown's Boys...' I flicked on the TV and quickly put on the first season, the low volume being of no trouble to me due to my hearing and sensory perception level. The blankets wrapping around my loving wives and of course myself, a juice floating from the kitchen to my extended right hand.

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The next morning it was me who awoke to my wives cooking food, Milim learning from Shuna how to cook, which was simultaneously concerning and heart-warming to me. I just hoped that it wasn't anything like Shion's cooking, still I had no clue how Rimuru ate it without complaint...

"Silvi! Thanks for last night!" I stepped up to Shuna who was speaking with a light-hearted and more energetic tone to her voice. Simply hugging her she snuggled up against me, her warmth mixing with my own to the point that I thought I would fall into meditation again.

"Don't worry sweetie, of course I would do that for my lovely wives. Now, why don't I taste your efforts?" Shuna immediately stopped hugging me and ran over to grab the food, Milim staring at her own attempt at cooking in mighty concentration. She hadn't even registered that I was in the same room as her. Knowing that I most likely wouldn't have any other time to tease her I made my footsteps silent and crouched down somewhat, Shuna looking at me quizzically as she noticed what I was doing. Milim tossed some eggs up into the air and caught them, such a basic physical movement being simple for her. Right when the eggs landed was when I struck, my right hand slapping her right ass cheek and making her whole body jiggle a little.

The pan flew into the air as Milim turned, her eyes gleaming before she realised it was me. And, before she could do anything, I reached out with my magic and bound the pan in the air before kissing her on the lips. Tastes of honey and juice entered my mouth but that was soon overshadowed by the pure joy I felt when I saw her blushing and breaking off the kiss.

"I-ah-um...I definitely wasn't cooking for you or anything!" She looked to the side and whistled, her eyes looking somewhat desperate. I hugged her like I did with Shuna, kissing her once more before handing her the pan.

"I look forward to the meal...!" Her blush spread to her entire body, her embarrassment leading her to spin around and escape into cooking. I was the bombarded by food from Shuna, the enthusiasm flooding off of her face hard to resist... I ended up eating every morsel she and Milim gave me.

As usual Shuna's was awesome, delectable and absolutely scrumptious. Milim's was surprisingly also good, in fact, from a beginner, it was a the best I had ever tasted. Her flavours were a bit to be desired for by the colour on the meat and the nailed temperature for the eggs.

"That, was too delicious... are you wanting me to become fat?" Shuna and Milim both giggled before rolling their eyes obviously at me.

"As if you could ever become fat with you elven lineage..."

"Honey is more tricky than she let on!" I was confused but let the two misunderstand me, apparently elves were immune to becoming fat or something. Adding that to the list of things I didn't know I soon set about going to work, all three of us getting into new dresses that were made by Shuna, mine being the same as usual but with more flowy aspects added to the silhouette. Milim was had a shirt dress that stopped just above her knees but was all utterly gothic in style. Black with silver mixing with fishnet stockings and she even had a black flower that Shuna created using some materials that Rimuru created for her yesterday. She looked almost like Rory Mercury from an anime I knew, goth and loli... But, significant difference was she was actually way older than that Rory Mercury ever was.

"I feel stupid..." Milim was utterly disinterested in fashion, preferring practicality to 'culture'. I could sympathise in most cases, but this one? Nah, she was fucking hot and honestly if I didn't need to work, I'd have plans.

"You are gorgeous my glorious dragon, don't put yourself down." Hearing my words she grasped the dress and looked at it, noticing Shuna looking on in hopeful excitement. I and Milim knew that if she didn't wear it Shuna would be hurt in some way, probably because she spent most of her time yesterday working on outfits for us.

"Mmm'kay, I just haven't worn anything like this..." She looked uncomfortable this I could see. Now i was formulating plans to make her keep the style. Normal Milim was beautiful and cheery, silly even. But I really like this more mature look on her, made it obvious she was much older and more mature than she seemed sometimes.

And like that we left, for another day of work.

...

After work, which was a bitch by the way, I slumped down onto the couch my mind churning from all the information that had flowed through it today. Gross Domestic Product, Domestic Economic Reports, reports on the annual production expectancies of farm land due to the two enchantments cast over the land... The list went on, and that was just one aspect, I had to also go through the mining sector. Lists of ores, types, refinery costs, expenditure on hiring smiths, transportation of goods... Yet again, the list went on.

I was done, I just wanted to slip away to sleep. I attempted to quietly do so but was soon interrupted by a pissed off Milim who was clutching at a certain part of her dress, as if she was concerned about something.

"Honey! My dress got ruined! Some bastard made me fight him and it tore...!" I closed my eyes for a few seconds before standing up and walking over, my tiredness set aside to aid my flustered and pissed off wife. And she was royally pissed to, I was amazed that someone hadn't called me with relation to Milim beating the crap out of some guy. My mind froze as a second later a knock on the door followed.

'God-damn my foresight... '

"Silviana-sama, there are a bunch of Merchants who are disgruntled over Milim-sama's actions or something? C-could you please come and meet them?" Milim's eyes went straight bloodshot, her form slowly becoming more and more dangerous to people in the city. I mean, with the amount of magicules she was condensing she could kill almost anyone within this city in an instant.

"Milim, calm down, he was drunk..."

"YES! I was affronted by her outrageous outfit! A woman, let alone a girl should not be allowed to wear such outrageous clothing!" He wasn't drunk. I facepalmed and watched Milim step towards the front door.

'Oh no... He's dead... Wait! I can't let that happen!' I almost let her do it, seeing how angered she was, but I knew that this could be a ploy from Falmuth. If it wasn't handled correctly an incident could occur. 

"Milim, don't!" The door was blasted open and the four men on the other side stepped away, a male clerk from my office stepping to the side and looking very scared. Everyone knew not to piss off Silviana-sama's wife, Milim... Yet these people did just that, and wanted to speak to Silviana too. I could almost fully hear the man's thoughts from his expressions. 'Fuck, i fucked up...'

'You most certainly did kid... Fuck... how am I going to clean this up?'

But, what I expected to happen, never happened, Milim instead offering her hand to help up the main man who had harassed her. My eyes picked up something very nasty about to happen but I held back on doing anything as she was currently doing her work cleanly.

'Just please make it look like your being nice Milim...?'

Her face glowed in pink and black hues, only visible currently to me and her, yeah she was beyond pissed. This guy was going to get cursed today.

"Sorry about that customer-san, but you must be careful about loudly knocking on someone's door." The man looked at her oddly but took the gesture as a sign he was winning.

'Ooooo, wrong move my guy...'

*CRACK*

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