Chapter 40

The cool wind of Orario's streets bit and dug at Aisha's bare skin, despite the cloak she adorned herself with. The Ishtar familia was still in a state of limbo, having not yet chosen which god they would ultimately serve, and using that lack of decision to tilt the terms in their own favor. Aisha's concern wasn't in percentages and Levels and ranks and prestige, though. She didn't think she would ultimately fall into the camp of the rest of her familia.

Her concern was Haruhime. Buried in a pocket of her cloak was a lovingly, beautifully written letter from Haruhime, requesting that she come to Haruhime's wedding. Her friend was going to marry Drake, and soon, so she had come here. Several solid raps were placed against the door, and then it opened. Asfi Al Andromeda stood on the other side of it, giving her a solemn look, more annoyed than anything else. Her blue hair framed her features well as she pushed up her glasses. "What is it?"

"I want to make a deal with Hermes."

* * *

The girl without a name couldn't wear an actual bridesmaid's dress. She had actually tried! Even with skull earrings and a few dangling bits of magic stones - the dead hearts of defeated monsters! - the other associations of them were simply too much. She didn't want to have an awful headache on Drake's wedding day! That was why, instead of wearing a white wedding dress, she was wearing black mourning clothes, a veil covering her eyes as she stood there: she wanted to be able to properly celebrate the marital bliss, along with Haruhime, Drake, and Setsuko!

Her hands almost trembled at the thought of what would come tonight, especially knowing about Drake's new ability! Was it right to call it an ability? It was another blessing from Venus, and this one was almost as sexy as "You and Yours Stance"! There were now two Drakes instead of one, letting her get spitroasted without even needing to involve another man! He hadn't seemed to like the idea of fucking her with a second erection in the room when it came to whoring her out to day laborers, but she was hopeful that soon enough, that 'cherry' of hers would be 'popped!'

A certain pant escaped her throat at the thought, sending her veil briefly flying. Her eyes naturally surveyed the garden where the wedding was going to take place, all the people arrayed and waiting for the groom and the two brides. Hephaistos and Aisha were back with Setsuko and Haruhime, providing whatever moral support that women normally got on their wedding nights. The girl without a name didn't know about those, because her beloved had just kidnapped her, brainwashed her into loving him, and declared her his wife without so much as a wedding! (In a romantic way, of course! The thought sent a tremble down through her loins.)

Then she noticed someone who naturally, instantaneously, soured her mood. Hermes. Messy blonde hair, orange eyes, slender and feminine build, looking rather dashing. She didn't lick her lips, even though in body, Hermes was pretty close to her type. His personality was just too rotten! Killing the innocent to build up a hero was an unforgivable sin! But he hadn't actually done it yet, so she strode over to him. "I don't remember sending an invitation to you, Hermes," she said. "But then, I'm very stupid and I didn't send the invitations either! Or maybe you just got confused?"

"Ah. The Black Agony." He offered her a bow, and she gave him no response whatsoever. She couldn't ruin Drake (and Haruhime, and Setsuko)'s special day with another outbreak of that stupid curse! Gah! Why did those damned Neverborn have to ruin things like that? It was one thing to require that she never save anybody's life, that made sense for evil death gods, but giving up names... just what was the point of that, other than making her life more difficult? "I was invited by one of the other participants, though she doesn't seem to be here just now." He produced a slender piece of paper, offering it by way of proof.

She took it, and it was Haruhime's invitation to Aisha. Ah! Why had Aisha invited this awful man along with her? Had she joined his familia already? But she should have joined the Loki familia, since she wanted to join Haruhime's familia in canon, and that was only ruined by the adorkable spastic Hestia! "Incidentally, you can call me The Prettiest Princess," she said, raising her chin haughtily, as if she really wanted to be called that, rather than intentionally tweaking the man to get him to call her something meaner.

"Ah. I had heard about your curse," he said, taking back the paper smoothly as he spoke. "You don't, ah, seem to be dressed for a wedding, I have to admit."

"Oh, enough about my clothes and my name and all that boring stuff!" She leaned in close to him. He was taller, having almost a head on him, but she let her eyes pierce deeply into his soul as they made contact, a breath escaping her throat and making the veil briefly distort. "I just was curious. Who do you think wins in the end, the wicked or the righteous?"

"I think it depends," he said, with a simple-minded smile.

"That's why I said 'in the end'," she countered. "On the whole, in toto, you know. Who wins?" He simply shrugged. "It's the righteous. Because the wicked are all on their own teams, but the righteous are all on the same team, so they have strength in numbers."

"I see. A fair argument."

"But sometimes," she leaned in extra close. "A wicked person thinks they're righteous, even as they hurt the innocent. People like that are the worst. If I could kill every last one of them, I would." He took a small step backwards at that, just an automatic response to someone getting that close to him, though there was just the hint that he took her threat into account. "All you have to do, is not hurt innocent people! It isn't that hard! Bad people hurt the innocent, good people help the innocent! It's just that simple, you know?"

"Life isn't always so simple as you're making it out to be. Sometimes there's a good reason to hurt the innocent, as regrettable as it might be."

"Mm. Maybe. But what if I make it that simple? Rei is my soulmate, and she's an obscene Record Breaker, and she can turn into a Goliath. If, in a few Levels, we decided what good and bad were for ourselves, wouldn't that just become the law of the world? After all, those people who think 'there's a good reason to hurt the innocent,' would have to admit that there actually wasn't! It would just get them brutally murdered, accomplishing nothing," she said, with a vivid smile, showing off every one of her pearly white teeth. He swallowed, which was all she needed to know he got the message. "You know what I hate? Threatening people! If somebody's done something bad enough to deserve to be threatened, they've done something bad enough to deserve to be killed, and killing people is so much more fun. Aaaanyway," she said, licking her lips and tilting her head to one side and taking a step back, "let's talk about something else! Why did Aisha invite you here?"

"Ah." He straightened up at that, clearing his throat, though his eyes shifted about the area, perhaps looking for some help. There wasn't any to be found, though. She hadn't even laid a single finger on him. "Aisha requested I help her... ask a few questions of Drake, before the wedding went through."

"Oh! She's back with Haruhime," the girl without a name said, gesturing towards the nearby building. "Good luck!" She said, as the man took off at the fastest walk he could manage.

She hoped he shit himself. Maybe a bit of fear-of-her would keep him from doing the kinds of awful things he did in canon.

* * *

I checked myself over one last time in the mirror. "How do I look?" I said, turning to Erza.

"You look wonderful! Haruhime and Setsuko are both lucky to have you!" Erza clapped her hands excitedly, and I smiled at her. "Ah... I wish that I had been fortunate enough to experience a wedding like this."

"We can always have one later," I reassured her, gently cupping her cheeks, enjoying the faint flush to her cheeks. "Not today, obviously."

"No, no. We'd have to plan it thoroughly!" Erza said. I kept up my smile despite my knowledge of how intense Erza could be. If we did have a proper wedding ceremony, I knew it'd be hellish.

Even though I had gotten a second body, and was about to marry two women on the same day, I was currently keeping my spare in reserve back at the Manor. It was strange, having two bodies at the same time, but it wasn't actually hard. They both needed to sleep, to eat, to drink, to rest and relax, at the same sort of intervals as it had when I only had one body, but there was no difficulty managing two. It wasn't even like trying to play an RTS, where I had to 'order' one body to do one thing, then focus my attention on the other. It was like I had two brains, since I did. The only odd part was how it felt to get mentally exhausted, since either body experienced that separately, which was really damn unintuitive, given my consciousness was spread over both. I could literally get to the point that I couldn't stare at a piece of paper any longer in one body, hand off the half-finished writing to the other, and it would be able to finish it.

It had depleted pretty much all my points, buying a second body, sending me spiraling back down to only two points, but despite the pang of missing out on seeing Naomi for who knew how long, I was sure it had been the right investment. Especially since I was going to go from having six wives, to having eight. "Last check," I said, spinning in place for Erza.

"You still look dashing and handsome," Erza reassured me. She clasped her hands together. "A wedding is a truly wonderful affair," she declared with confidence, and I exited the dressing room. She was probably going to spend a month planning out an entire wedding, getting the money together... being an oblivious bridezilla would definitely be in character, but, it would be fine, I think.

Cass smiled warmly at me as I stepped out. "Make them... happy," she said, her voice soft, her hand reaching out to give mine a squeeze. I just nodded in agreement.

Then a blonde guy appeared, wearing a feathered hat, flanked by Aisha. She was wearing pretty typical Amazon garb, one hand on her hips, her breasts barely contained in her top as her eyes met mine. "Do you intend to make Haruhime happy?" She asked.

"I do," I told her. She spared a quick side glance towards Hermes.

"You do understand you're marrying two women at once, don't you? That will halve your attention. Eighth it, given your other wives."

I resisted the urge to snort. The fact that I was marrying both Setsuko and Haruhime at once was, in part, responsible for turning my attention from one seventh to one quarter. (I didn't really agree with that method of analysis anyway.) She didn't know about my second body, after all. "I've been able to handle six women quite well, I think," I said, glancing over at Cass, who gave a stern nod of agreement. "I don't expect Haruhime or Setsuko to be anywhere near the handful that is Rei."

Aisha stared at me for a long few seconds. "That day." I knew what she was referring to. "'Were you lying?"

"I was deceiving you, by telling the truth, in such a way you would believe it was a lie," I explained. Her gaze flicked over to the blonde man, and he just quietly nodded. Presumably, he was a god, and acting as a lie detector for Aisha.

"I see. So all along, you were planning to save Haruhime?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because no one deserves a fate like that."

She let out a sigh, staring me down for a long moment, then glancing at Erza, a soft chuckle escaping her lips as their gaze met. "You defeated me quite handily, in that match. It's hard for me to believe you're just a Level Two. Thank you, for winning such a sweeping victory - the end result is certainly far better than I could have imagined."

"Helping a friend isn't something I need to be thanked for," Erza said. "Although! Where do you Amazons buy your clothes? They're very beautiful, but I haven't found a shop that sells them!"

"They're made in-house, by Sabah, Niesha, or Yadira. Amazon bodies are a bit different from the bodies of other races, but quite similar to one another, so it's easier that way."

"Ah... I wanted to purchase a pair of pants like your own! Would that be possible?"

Aisha glanced down at her own legs, where trace-thin wispy material covered from the waist down towards the ankles, thin enough that you could see the muscle of her legs through it. They were poofy and loose, beyond that, but it was about as close as you could get to being indecent without just standing around in your underwear. "It might. They have a lot of work, so it might be expensive."

"I see... Oh! Do Amazons have wedding dresses of their own?"

"Amazons don't normally get married, so no. We just wear whatever the local fashion is. Why?"

"Erza and I didn't have a proper wedding," I explained. "Since she's attending Haruhime and Setsuko's... she's thinking of one of our own."

"It doesn't have to be just the two of us!" Erza declared. "Myself, Noriko, The Prettiest Princess-" the blonde guy seemed to pale a bit at that name, so I guess he'd met Julia already, "-Cassandra, and Rei! Imagine it! Five brides! There are so many possibilities!"

"You did have a point in bringing me here," the blonde guy said to Aisha, who nodded.

She stared at me for a long few seconds, seeming to carefully contemplate her next few words. "If you took a stranger off the street, and told them the full details of your relationship to Haruhime... do you think they would be upset by what you have done and intend to do with her?"

Yeah. That guy was definitely a god. Questions tended to become arbitrarily specific when a god was involved. "Given it's the streets of Orario, I don't think they would. Other than just, general anti-polygamy stuff." There was a brief silence. "She said herself, that she loves me not in spite of my polygamy, but in part, because of it."

"I see." Aisha stared at me, then shrugged. She turned to the blonde. "I think that suffices as my 'out'?" She asked him.

"Yes," he said, sounding unhappy. "You're lucky I'm such an honest man, Aisha." Aisha just chuckled at that. "I'll leave you, and all the other beautiful ladies be - I'd rather head home than stay for the wedding proper, I'm afraid. Terribly dull things, and I'm worried some woman might see me here and get the wrong idea. And to Drake, you should keep a watchful eye on the mournful bridesmaid." He gave me a small tip of his hat. "Never know what a girl like her will do while you aren't looking."

I had a pretty good idea what a girl like her would do while I wasn't looking, but I just nodded in response. Nods and the like didn't seem to trigger any kind of lie detection ability, so I just watched him go. "I really do want to make Haruhime happy," I told Aisha.

She let out a small laugh at that. "Yes. I gathered." She stretched for a moment, which, given the paucity of clothes she wore, really showed off her toned stomach, and her lips curled into a smile as my eyes naturally slid down. "One would think you would get exhausted eventually, and lose your ability to lust after other women."

"I don't know why. It doesn't seem to have happened to anyone else in similar circumstances," I replied, earning a chuckle.

"True enough." She paused for a long moment. "Take care of Haruhime," she said, placing one hand on my shoulder and patting it.

"I plan to."

"Don't plan to - do it." She turned around at that point, heading back to the room where Haruhime was getting changed.

* * *

It was less than fifteen minutes later, that I was walking out into the garden, wearing my suit, both Setsuko and Haruhime linking their arms together with mine. They both looked beautiful in plain white dresses, as we made our way up to the front, where Loki stood. She was dressed up, but only a little. Her gaze naturally was drawn to Setsuko's voluptuous big tits, which were presented with some modicum of confidence in a dress that didn't show them off, but also didn't hide them - and given how huge they were, that meant they were showing themselves off.

"Right," Loki said, clapping her face and forcing her eyes up to mine. "Drake! You got two beautiful buxom ladies here, you better be planning on treating them nicely!" I nodded. "You gotta say it."

"I will treat both Setsuko and Haruhime with love and care."

"He's telling the truth, everybody!" She yelled out to the crowd, earning a few scattered laughs here and there. "And Setsuko, you love this guy, even though he's a huge perv? If you're just trying to sneak into my familia, you don't need him to do it."

"I love him," Setsuko said, her voice soft but sincere.

"And Haruhime? You love him too, really wanna marry him, yadda yadda?"

"Yes," Haruhime said.

"It's just not fair," Loki said. "Oh, right. Uhh. You're married now. Poof." She pointed to the three of us with three fingers. "Normally you kiss and go do smutty stuff together, dunno how you wanna work that out with three of you, but that ain't my concern! My concern's the booze!" She pretty much rushed right off stage to where there were bottles of wine. She was the only person so desperate to get her alcohol fix, though.

I turned to Haruhime first, gently lifting her chin with one hand and kissing her on the lips; then I turned around and did the same to Setsuko, earning a scarlet blush from both women. I hadn't actually worked out how the post-marital bedding would work, which made me feel like a total idiot now. Haruhime, after all, had her androphobia, whereas Setsuko, being a Hentalian woman, would be sexually down for almost anything that wasn't outright mean. "Setsuko, Haruhime, let's go somewhere private to talk things over," I said, and both women nodded, letting me take them to the room that was set aside for newlywed couples to actually consummate their marriages. The whole venue was rented out to adventurers that wanted to be married, though apparently the throughput was small enough that the owner was considering changing it up somehow.

For the moment, though, I just sat on the bed, Setsuko on one side of me, Haruhime on the other. "I don't want to ever make either of you do anything you don't want to," I said, gently taking either of their hands and squeezing them. "I do have an idea of how we could have a threesome-" given Haruhime's willingness to get fucked by 'another member of the Ishtar familia', she was presumably bi, "-but if you'd rather take turns, we can do that, too."

"Ah, mm, well... I wouldn't mind a threesome," Setsuko said, fidgeting a bit. "I mean, with me, and Haruhime, ah, if she doesn't mind, of course," she added hurriedly.

Haruhime thought about it. "We have made love many times already, so it would be difficult to make this day special..." she said, hesitantly. It sounded like she didn't want to, and was just contriving an excuse. "But since I am now part of a plural marriage... it would be special to have a proper threesome now, I think. As a fitting beginning to a marriage such as ours."

"If that's what you really want." I gently squeezed her hand again, then turned to Setsuko. "Haruhime has androphobia, she has difficulty dealing with my naked body, so I can use a Skill to hide it. Either to pretend to be a... well, a woman, or, I can use a Skill that makes me look like your heart's desire."

"Won't that just make you look the same?" Setsuko immediately flushed as she said that, biting her lower lip cutely. "Ah, I mean, well..."

I kissed her on the lips, silencing her for the moment. "Maybe. I won't be offended if it doesn't." I was pretty sure that literally no one had me as their heart's desire - I just assumed it was because you wanted what you didn't or couldn't have, more than what you did have. "So? Are you okay with that? It makes it hard not to do what I say and want, while it's active."

"O-oh, well, it's your wedding day too, so of course I want you to be happy, and I'm sure you'll be nice to me no matter what."

"Haruhime?" I asked, turning her way. She simply nodded, and I let the fate wrapped around me rewrite itself, transforming me - in the eyes of anyone looking at me, which was Setsuko and Haruhime - from an attractive, fit, tall male, into whatever their heart's desire was. Setsuko flushed scarlet as she saw me, fidgeting, smiling nervously. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to, but what do you see, Setsuko?"

"A-ah, a loving, gentle husband and father to my... children," she said, gulping nervously as she admitted it. I kissed her on the lips again at that point.

"I hope that I'll be able to be that for real, too," I told her, giving her hand a squeeze, and she blushed even brighter at that. I got up, getting naked, the duo just watching me breathlessly for several long seconds. I don't even know if they could tell I was stripping naked. "Could you two take off your clothes too?" I asked, my cock twitching in the air. I wasn't embarrassed about being naked while they were clothed, but I expected they didn't want this to be a double blowjob or something, which was about all we could do at the moment.

Haruhime and Setsuko were both rather circumspect about stripping, in their own ways. Haruhime moved slowly but firmly, gently unhooking the straps that held her dress up, sliding her way out of it, having to tug at the back to allow her tail to slip through, leaving her bare other than a pair of underwear, her cheeks blushing scarlet as she started to fidget there, gulping, eyes flicking up and down my naked body as she did her best to take off her clothes. Setsuko, on the other hand, kept her gaze averted the whole time, a beautiful flush reaching down to her bountiful breasts as she exposed them to open air, the enormous, gorgeous, things naturally attracting my gaze as she quietly jiggled her way out of her dress, then her panties, then at last, turning scarlet as she undid her bra, released her gorgeous bust into the open air.

"You're both beautiful," I told them. I moved to lie down on my back on the bed, both of them watching me, pretty much entranced. "I think Setsuko on my face, and Haruhime on my cock, would be best," I suggested. Haruhime didn't hesitate, simply clambering atop my groin, but Setsuko did.

"On your... face?" She asked.

"Oh. You sit on me, and I lick and suck on your pussy."

"I, ahm, really?" She fidgeted uncertainly by the bedside, even as Haruhime started to rub my cock against her slit, softly panting as she did so.

"It feels very nice, when Drake does it," Haruhime said, and that seemed to be enough for Setsuko, who clambered atop me uncertainly.

My eyes were briefly drawn to Setsuko's bountiful tits as they jiggled and she got atop me, gently placing herself above me. "Like this?" She asked. In reply, I leaned up, running my tongue along her slit, and she shivered as I enjoyed the lemon-lime taste of her pussy, the faint hint of cherry reminding me of Noriko's own flavor.

My hands came up to grasp her thighs, pulling her down against my face. Haruhime, for her part, was still teasing her sex against my cock, panting a bit as she rubbed the very tip against her slit. I let her do what she wanted, focusing on making Setsuko feel good for the moment, my tongue licking and lapping along Setsuko's wet sex. She panted as I licked at her, as I suckled, as I slurped, her thighs wobbling on either side of my head, her hypersensitive body getting rapidly closer and closer to orgasm. Her hands pushed down against my chest, supporting her weight, and then she moaned, letting out a long cry of pleasure as ecstasy overtakes her, her delicious juices practically flooding my mouth. I slurped and gulped and swallowed up every drop I could get, the taste reminding me, faintly, of cherry Sprite.

When Setsuko was finished coming, she panted atop me. I couldn't see her face in that position, but I could imagine her scarlet-hued cheeks as she rested atop me, just sitting there. My tongue licked at her pussy more gingerly, at that point, wanting to give her the chance to recover.

Haruhime, on the other hand, didn't want to keep going gently any more, it seemed. Perhaps watching Setsuko come had motivated her, because she started to bounce, pumping away with her hips at my cock, her tight sex squeezing and gripping my cock as she moved. "Ah, ahm," she panted out, trying to say something, "I'm so, so lu~ucky, to have you, as a husband, Drake!" Her voice warbled from the force of her fucking, but her sincerity came through plenty hard - especially given that right now, I was unrecognizable to her.

"Yes," Setsuko agreed, clearly feeling as if she'd completely forgotten about saying nice things. "I'm so lucky too. That you took an old woman like me, as yours, even though you have much younger, prettier girls..."

I gripped her butt at that point, giving her clit one last quick kiss before pushing her up and off of me. "Setsuko, you're beautiful," I told her. "Isn't she, Haruhime?"

"Yuh, yes," Haruhime agreed, starting to have worked hard enough on my cock that she was now beginning to get closer to the edge, her juices sliding down my length as I pulled Setsuko back down, beginning to lick her again. Haruhime apparently took my words as the starting bell to offer Setsuko compliments. "Your breasts are, gorgeous, so big, and, round," she breathed. "May I touch them?"

"O-oh, if you want to," Setsuko said, shivering as my tongue slithered along her wet sex all over again, "g-go ahead." She mewled softly, clearly trying her best not to come too quickly, but her body was betraying her. It only encouraged me to bully her that little bit harder, particularly as I saw that Haruhime was beginning to grope and play with Setsuko's breasts, even going so far as to lean in to kiss them.

"You truly are, an amazingly, beautiful, woman," Haruhime said, wetly smacking her lips against Setsuko's breasts. I don't know if it was from her courtesan training or just her own sincere feelings, but every word she spoke carried this tantalizing, husky lust. "Such an astounding bosom... it's one of a kind. I have quite literally never seen a pair as lovely and large as these," she explained, before starting to noisily suckle on the flesh - maybe the nipple, maybe just the titflesh, I couldn't see from that position.

Naturally, Setsuko started to come at that point, moaning as more of her juices ran down over my face. Haruhime was pounding me hand, and I let my hands slide down to meet her thighs, rubbing and stroking softly against her thighs, then sliding my way up to her sex. A quick brush of my thumb against her clit, and that was the final push that Haruhime needed to orgasm too. She slammed her hips down my cock and came, moaning as she cast her head backwards, pulling away from Setsuko's breasts.

Setsuko herself was coming down from her orgasmic high by that point, and she panted as she spoke. "You're, very pretty too, Haruhime, I'm, really, you're so pretty, and your hair is so nice, I really like the color," she continued. There was this awkward earnestness to the praise, as she caught her breath and I kept licking away. "I'm glad you like my breasts, too... your breasts are nice as well," she added, reaching for Haruhime's tits at that point, before suddenly stopping. "Can I play with yours?"

"Ah, ahm, go, ahead," Haruhime panted out, still in the afterglow of her orgasm. Setsuko reached forward again, caressing and playing with Haruhime's breasts, clearly gently toying with them, even from my angle. My cock twitched inside Haruhime, and I pumped my hips up. "Oh, oh, I need to, satisfy, Drake, satisfy my husband," she corrected a moment later, a certain neediness and arousal in her voice at the fact that she could call me that. "Ah, ah, Drake, I love you, Drake!" She was beginning to roughly pound herself all over again, her inner walls squeezing intermittently around my cock, or her hips simply slamming down against my pelvis as she ground herself down, squeezing hard and clamping on my cock.

"I love you too, Drake!" Setsuko added, desperate energy in her voice. "I'm, so so happy, I'm so lucky, I lost Goro but I found you!" She mashed her pussy against my face, apparently starting to get really into it, completely blocking out my vision with her beautiful butt. I didn't hesitate to dutifully lick and suck all the harder, making her moan and writhe atop me, big butt sashaying from side to side, soft cheeks mushing against my own face.

When Setsuko came only a handful of long and pleasant seconds later, gushing her delicious juices all over my mouth, I pushed her up for a moment so I could speak. "I love you both too," I told them, before letting Setsuko smother me with her smooth, flawless ass all over again. Setsuko moaned happily atop me, as my tongue lashed and licked and my lips sucked and slurped, while my hands blindly played with Haruhime's lower lips and clit. A good dozen orgasms on Setsuko's part, and three or four for Haruhime, and I felt confident that I wasn't leaving anyone unsatisfied by simply coming inside Haruhime.

At that point, though, I was hardly done. I'd only fucked Haruhime, first off, not Setsuko. So I gingerly hefted Setsuko up off my face, letting me get a good look at both naked women. Setsuko had a red flush to her cheeks, stretching down to the tops of her breasts, as my eyes wandered her body, and her skin was a bit shiny with sweat - her thighs were pretty much coated in what of her juices hadn't gone in my mouth, too, and her nipples were extra hard and perky. Haruhime looked a bit less exhausted, but there was still a pleasant pink flush to her cheeks.

"Haruhime, I think Setsuko deserves a chance on my cock," I told her, and she nodded, getting off of me, pushing against my stomach for a moment and letting out a soft sigh. Setsuko was still blushing as she got into position atop me, then simply took me to the base, letting out a lewd moan the moment I was hilted inside her.

Haruhime didn't try to exchange positions with Setsuko, instead curling up next to me and kissing at my neck, pushing her breasts into my side, a hungry look in her eyes. She hummed softly into me as her nipples gently scraped against my bare skin, and I let one hand slide down her back, finding her sex, beginning to play with it. I guess she knew I really wouldn't want to taste my own backwash. I tilted her head up, dragging her into a kiss with me, our tongues flicking hungrily against one another as Setsuko started to bounce.

Of course, with a gorgeous, bountiful-boobed MILF on my cock, jiggling and bouncing in place, I couldn't just ignore her. Especially because with the complexes Goro had left her with. I reached up with the hand that wasn't playing with Haruhime's lower lips, grasping one of Setsuko's big, gorgeous tits, teasing the nipple with my palm as my hand sank into what of the copious titflesh it could sink into. She let out a lewd little moan at that, and I broke off the kiss to stare up at her, to admire her breasts - her flush quickly sharpened as my eyes wandered up and down her body. "Your tits are gorgeous," I told her. "I mean it," I said, before she could argue. "Aren't they, Haruhime?"

"They are truly lovely," Haruhime agreed. "Objects of envy." Her breath was soft as she looked up at them for a long moment, but then her gaze turned back to me, and she started to lick and suck at my neck again.

I decided to lean up at that point, making Setsuko gasp as I drew close, and simply placed my lips against one of her nipples, nibbling and sucking on it, her pussy spasming as an orgasm hit her. Her juices spilled out, staining my groin as she thrashed atop me, her big breasts bouncing wildly from the sheer force of her pleasure. Haruhime was still plastered to my side, her attention entirely on me, as my fingers continued to play with her sex; her hands were now sliding along my stomach and backside lovingly. "Setsuko," I said, pulling my lips away from her breast to speak. "Do you want another child? I can give you another child," I told her.

She blushed at that. "I-I, if, I don't," she sputtered out, having no idea quite what to say, being put on the spot like that.

"I would be happy to give you another child, if that's what you want," I told her. Her glow only grew in intensity, but she nodded at last.

"Y-yes, I want, I want another child, raising Noriko was, ah, ahm," she bit her lower lip, as the feeling of my hand on her breast, my cock in her pussy, the pleasure of my breath against her breasts, all served to entire her, to draw her closer to orgasm. "It, I want it! I want a baby, Drake!" Her hands clasped the back of my head, moving seemingly on instinct as she simply stuffed me into her bosom and started to pump me harder. "Make me a mother, make me a mother," she pleaded, her breath wild and hot. "Make me a mother again, give, give me the purpose I've lacked since Noriko left home!" She squealed as another orgasm hit her, grinding and pressing against me, her whole body full of a completely intense energy, her tits bouncing wildly from the force of it.

Of course, I decided to oblige her right then and there, groaning into her sternum as I let out a thick load of cum. I made absolutely certain that it would knock her up, a simple act of will that made the fact that I'd just come inside her all the sexier, as she shivered and jerked atop me, panting heavily, hands still clasping the back of my head, Haruhime still wriggling on my fingers.

Once her orgasm quieted down, well...

It was their wedding day. I wasn't going to stop until they were both completely exhausted.

* * *

Loki was nursing the wine, really taking her time with it, enjoying the flavor as it hit her tongue while trying her best to keep away anybody who might have taken it. Hephaistos was such an idiot! She couldn't believe that she had actually bought some of the last remaining Soma wine in the city, just to add a little flair to her child's second wedding, especially given how big the Hephaistos familia was! She must have really liked Setsuko to do this! Well, those titties were worth liking, Loki had to admit... too bad this was a damn cross-familia marriage, so Loki wouldn't get the chance to grope them boobs!

Loki's thought processes were interrupted by a drop dead gorgeous dark-skinned Amazon, wearing the standard clothes of Amazons: way too little! Which god was it who made the Amazons, again? That guy was a damn genius! Nevertheless, Loki controlled herself, straightening up and meeting the woman's eyes. She had that 'adventurer glow,' and also was probably from the Ishtar familia, and most of those lovely ladies had yet to pick a familia. This was definitely Loki's golden opportunity! "Hello, beautiful," she said, laying the charm on thick.

"Hello," the Amazon replied with a warm smile. "I'm Aisha Belka," she noted, offering her hand, clearly intending to just get a handshake.

Loki's brain offered up Antianeira, Level Three, in response to the name, and her smile grew all the broader, as she took hold of Aisha's hand, gently lifting it up, kissing the knuckles on the bare flesh. Aisha simple arched her one exposed eyebrow. "Encantado. I'm Loki," she said. "What gives me the good fortune of meeting such a beauty as you under circumstances like these? Don't tell me that a beautiful woman like yourself is lonely?"

Aisha let out a soft laugh at that, a smile turning up on her lips. "I'm Haruhime's friend," she explained.

"Ah! The one who was helping her earlier, no?" Loki said. "My apologies for not recognizing you earlier. Ever the bridesmaid, never the bride, hmm?"

Aisha let out a slightly louder laugh than the previous one, her smile growing larger. Loki still had it! "Few of my people ever get married." Ishtar familia members or Amazon? Doesn't matter!

"Then we have that in common," Loki proclaimed with confidence. Technically lots of gods had been married, it's just the mortals die too damn quick! So the result was a god was unmarried for like, 90+% of their time in Gekai. (Gods never got married to each other, if you went down that path you'd wind up like Zeus and Hera!) The gist of the statement was true though, and it wasn't like Loki herself had gotten married since coming down to Gekai! She was still playing the field, she'd find the right gal sooner or later! "I hope you're doing well, since Ishtar was kicked out of Orario - I promise, it was nothing personal on my part."

"No need to apologize. My familia will almost certainly be better off without Ishtar." Loki had heard about Rohini and Tychon fighting it out over the remnants of the Ishtar familia. In the business game, that was called a superior negotiation position! The whole thing made those former Ishtar familia members into, well, basically a cartel of workers! There oughtta be a word for that! "Worker cartel" didn't sound right. Laborer team? Serf crew? Toiling association? Employee federation? Eh, it'd never catch on, didn't really need a term for it that bad.

"In that case, my congratulations to your familia. If your own circumstances are worse, I'm truly sorry." She gave an exaggerated bow to emphasize the point. "Ishtar really did go too far, and if there's anything I can do to make it up to you, I will."

Aisha smiled lightly at that. "There is one thing... I'd like to join your familia."

Haha! Loki still had it! Inwardly, she imagined groping those beautiful brown boobs every damn day, but outwardly, she stood up and smiled warmly. "I'd be honored to have such a lovely lady as yourself join," she said. "We can make it official right now, if you like." She'd also get to see those boobs bare if she took over Aisha's falna!

"Hm..." Aisha said, then glanced over to the building where Drake was boinking her friend. That's right! You gotta do it or you'll be lonely forever! But if you join my familia, you'll be embraced by a loving goddess, who loves your boobs, every day! "I suppose I can't think of anything that I would want a guarantee of, before I joined your familia. You do have a sterling reputation, as far as your familia members are concerned."

Bwah? This girl hadn't heard about her incorrigible ladylust? Perfect! Ideal! Big boobs and oblivious, just like Erza! The boobs weren't as big, and the obliviousness would probably run out sooner than Erza's, but still! "Don't worry, gorgeous. If you join my familia, you'll be well and truly protected. Just look what happened to Ishtar when she came after my familia members."

"They were Record Breakers," Aisha pointed out, though it was a playful thing.

"I'd do it for any of my children." That was the truth! If you let people get away with stuff like that, your rep would be trash! "Especially ones as beautiful as you," she added, earning another smile and gentle laugh from Aisha. Of course, all her children were beautiful, since she was a woman of taste!

"In that case, I'd be glad to be rid of Ishtar's ugly emblem as soon as possible," Aisha said. Loki took the beauty's hand and moved to take her somewhere private. Hehehe! It was like everybody - yes, everybody - said! The ladies really did love Loki!

* * *

Aisha was glad it had been so easy to join the Loki familia. She'd been worried that the goddess might try to extract some terms from her, but she appeared perfectly happy to just stamp a falna on her back. Giddy, even. It appeared the rumors that you could lead Loki around by the nose with a good pair of tits were true. Well, she could hardly complain, since it meant that she'd get to join the same familia as Haruhime, and keep an eye on her.