Chapter 6: Unexpected Offer [1] (18)

(Third Person POV) Year: 2162 Location: Patch

"Father, why do we hide from the world?" Asked a four-year-old Draco while looking at the scenery in front of him.

He and his father were sitting at the edge of the tallest mountain in an unknown location and were watching the sun go down.

"Because we're being hunted," his father answered, not taking his eyes off the scenery.

Draco's father was a massive man, standing at seven feet, four inches, had broad shoulders, and was incredibly muscular without an inch of fat on his body. Draco was a carbon copy of his father when he was his age, with the only exception being he inherited his mother's eyes. His father's eyes were an angry red with flecks of gold and bright purple. He had sharp features and a short, well-groomed beard. He also, like his son, was covered in scars due to his training, the battles he participated in, and skilled warriors.

"Why?" the young Draco asked with a concerned and curious tone.

"There are many reasons, but the primary reason is our heritage."

"Is it the humans that hunt us?" Draco asked.

"Indeed, although only a select group of humans hunt us as the rest of the world believes we're only myths and legends. However, if the rest of humanity discovered there were still some of us left, I, without a doubt, believe they would join in the hunt and wouldn't stop until we were completely eradicated," his father revealed, causing Draco to look at him in horror and confusion.

"B-But why? What did we ever do to deserve that?" Draco asked with an incredulous tone, making his father let a small sigh.

"Because we're simply different..." he stopped speaking for a moment before continuing. "Humans can't comprehend the concept of anything foreign, and if they can't understand something, they fear it, hate it, or both. Why do you think Lunarians and Onis are nearly extinct? Why do most Minks and Fish-Men isolate themselves from the world? Why do you think humans discriminate against any race that isn't their own?"

"Because they can't understand us?"

"Yes, although I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a lot more complex than that..." his father trailed off momentarily. "Some humans can understand something completely different from the norm. However, even if they understand something foreign, they'll refuse to accept a specific concept or aspect of reality and choose willful ignorance and delusion. Humans are naturally hateful, petty, and illogical creatures. Most of the time, they don't even understand why they hate. They hate for the sake of hate. If you're not the same as them, they hate you. If you can do something they can't, they hate you. If you're happier than they are, they hate you. Humans will find a reason to hate anything or someone, no matter how inconsequential or nonsensical. It's just in their nature."

"So...does that mean all humans are bad?" Draco asked with a depressed tone and grimace on his features.

"Not all, but a good majority are, with another decent percentage on the grayer side of the spectrum. Most of the time, no one is born wicked. You see, in most cases, hatred, evil, ignorance, or anything within that scope of negativity is due to various factors, like one's background, environment, the people surrounding them or they associate with, and the narrative perspective. I could go on and on, but you get the idea. So, no, humans aren't naturally evil. They're just more susceptible to the concept and are more likely to commit horrible acts than other species are."

"I see..." Draco had a contemplative look on his features and was slightly frowning.

"Is there a reason you're asking me this, my son?" his father asked, glancing at him.

"...yes...I want to...I want to explore the world one day, but I need to know what to expect if I go through with it," he replied hesitantly and truthfully, with trepidation on his features.

Draco was glancing at his father, trying to get a read on him, but failed to do so as the older man was a master at hiding his reaction and emotions. After what felt like an eternity, his father broke the silence.

"I better prepare you for the outside then," his father said, surprising Draco.

"Y-You're not against it?"

"....You were always the most inquisitive of your siblings, and any endeavor to dissuade you from exploring the outside world would only further increase your perseverance to complete your objective," he replied with an amused yet annoyed tone, as he knew his son far too well. "As much as I'd prefer you to stay here, everyone has to go down their own path eventually. The only thing I can do is try to ensure you're prepared for any possibility and inevitable trial thrown your way."

"Thank you, father," the boy said, smiling at his father.

"Never thank me, Draco," his father said firmly yet gently. "It's a father and clan head's duty to ensure his son and heir are always ready for anything," he rubbed Draco's head, causing the boy to beam at his father's affection. "Now let us be off this mountain before your mother comes and finds us and gives me an earful for being out so long," he joked, causing Draco to laugh.

(Draco POV) (Small-Lemon)

I let out a groan as I felt a spike of pleasure. I opened my eyes and looked up to see Summer bobbing her head up and down my length with both her hands on the sides of the bed. My head hit the back of the bed, and I enjoyed the welcoming surprise.

I grunted as her tongue hit a particular bundle of nerves on the sides of my member. Her mouth went back to my tip, with her muscular organ swirling around the tip before licking my slit.

She then, in one motion, took my entire phallus into her mouth without so much as making a sound. She then freed my shaft from her mouth so that she could give my testicles some attention.

Summer gave the left one a long lick before putting the entire thing into her mouth while gently massaging the other. This action went on for a few minutes, and she switched between both organs to ensure both got equal treatment.

She eventually returned, sucking and licking on my length, but this time, she didn't go at her original pace. No, she went at it at a rapid pace while covering my member with an excessive amount of saliva, and the intensity of the pleasure I felt magnified tenfold.

Now Summer was slamming her mouth up and down my length. Each time she descended, I felt the tip of my member hitting the back of her throat.

Eventually, I felt my release coming, and Summer seemed to as well, as she increased the pace of her bobbing. After a few seconds, I unleashed an astronomical amount of my semen into her mouth for ten seconds, and she surprisingly devoured it all without much of an issue.

(Small-Lemon End)

She peeled herself off my length and greedily took several large gulps of air before looking into my eyes.

"Morning, handsome," Summer said with a bright smile.

"Morning," I replied.

She crawled up to me and claimed my lips in a passionate tongue, tongue-filled kiss that lasted for a minute before she pulled away and laid her head on my chest.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked.

"Managed to get three hours in, surprisingly," I replied, making her sigh.

"Better than nothing, I guess," she grumbled.

"Hey, you should be happy that you were why I was asleep longer than usual," I replied with my voice laced with amusement. "Sex is quite the workout, you know," I said in a joking manner.

"That so?" I felt the tip of my member press against her entrance.

All it would take was a single thrust or for her to slightly descend lower to be inside of her.

"Indeed," she slowly descended, and I felt my tip being sucked into her tight little hole, making me groan slightly.

"Guess I'll just have to fuck you to sleep every night then, huh," she joked before letting out an erotic moan as more of my length entered inside of her.

"You can sure as hell try."

"You challenging me?" she narrowed her eyes at me, and I shrugged.

"It's not a challenge if the outcome is in my favor," I replied, making her growl at me and wrapping her hand around my neck with a firm yet gentle grip.

"You're a cocky little shit, you know that," she rocked back and forth on my length at a slow pace. "You lose your virginity, and now you think you're top shit.

"I don't think I am. I know I am," I grabbed Summer's backside and slowly thrust into her, earning a loud moan from her. "If I can already outfuck you as an amateur, imagine what I can do as a pro."

"Only one way to find out," she replied with a husky tone, leaning forward.

"Guess so," I also leaned forward.

Before intimacy could increase any further, I heard my scroll go off. Usually, I'd ignore it in favor of the beauty in front of me, but the ringtone going off was set for a specific individual.

A very important individual I can't ignore. So I stopped thrusting, much to Summers's displeasure, and grabbed my scroll.

"Don't stop!!" Summer whined.

"Quiet, he's calling," I replied, and knowing who I was talking about, she narrowed her gaze at me.

"Fine...answer him," she said reluctantly.

I answered the call and pressed the device to my ear. "What can I do for you, Mr. Schnee?" I said in a polite, professional tone.

"Ah, Mr. Adamson, are you, by chance, available at the moment?" he asked, his voice filled with rare and incredibly odd enthusiasm.

"I am."

"Excellence! Then could you come over to the manor?" he asked politely, but in reality, it was a command. "There's a matter I wish to discuss with you."

"Yeah, I'll be there soon," I ended the call.

"Why do you even associate with someone like him?" Summer asked, her tone filled with anger and disgust.

"Money, but mostly because I have a decent friendship with his children," I replied, softening her narrow gaze. "Trust me, I'd rather put a bullet in his skull than be anywhere near him, but for now, I need him alive."

Jacques Schnee was everything I despised about humankind. The only reason why he's alive is that he still has his uses and that I'm currently grooming his successor. Once she's ready, the world will have one less scumbag to deal with. Until then, I'll be patient and put up with his bullshit.

"I still don't like it..." she grumbled.

"I know, neither do I," I pulled her into a short kiss and then pulled away. "We'll finish this later, alright?" she slowly nodded and smiled.

"We better."

(Timeskip) Location: Schnee Manor

"Ah, Mr. Adamson, please come in!" Klein said, opening the door more for me.

"Thank you, Klein," I entered the mansion and inspected the area.

I could never understand why one would need such a massive, overtop home. Not even my clan's compound was this large.

Then again, I remember humans love showing off their wealth and prestige for petty reasons such as the yearning to feel superior to everyone else or to show off.

The only positive thing I can say about the residence is that a few people I'm quite fond of reside here. Speaking of which...

"CAIN!!!" I heard two familiar female voices say and felt their smaller bodies slam into mine and attempt to crush me in an affectionate hug.

I gave a soft smile and gently hugged the two girls back.

"Hey Weiss, Hey Uta. It's been a while," they reluctantly broke the hug and looked at me with firm glares.

"That's because you're always busy," Uta stated with a pout, crossing her arms under her rapidly developing bust.

Uta was different from all the Schnees in appearance as instead of blue eyes, she had bright purple ones, her skin was fair instead of pale white, and the right side of her hair was bright red.

"Yeah!!" Weiss said, agreeing with her older sister. "You hardly ever come over anymore."

"Im sorry, life has been pretty hectic lately," which was true as I've been training Ruby and Yang, working on multiple projections, doing night jobs for Roman, and running a successful security company. Things have only been starting to calm down due to me hiring highly competent individuals. "But I promise to make things up to you two, alright?" I gave them a soft smile that caused both girl's faces, especially Uta's, to turn bright red, more so than usual.

"You promise?" Uta asked with a hopeful tone and looked at me with puppy dog eyes. Weiss repeated her actions, making me chuckle.

I nodded. "I promise," I replied, and both beamed in happiness and hugged me again. It stayed like that until we heard a forced cough behind us, and I automatically knew who it was. We broke the hug, and I turned around to see the man who called me here. "Mr. Schnee."

"Mr. Adamson," he greeted with a forced smile before looking at the girls. "Weiss, why don't you run along now? I need to discuss something important with Cain and your sister," that last part made me quirk an eyebrow, and if Uta's furious blush was an indication of anything, she knew why he wanted to talk to both of us.

"O-Ok..." Weiss reluctantly walked away with a sad expression on her face.

Poor kid. I'll make it up to her after this.

"Now you two follow me," doing as he told, we followed him to his office. Once we were in and took our seats, Jacques asked. "So tell me, Mr. Adamson, what do you think of my daughter?" I quirked an eyebrow at his question, and Uta looked embarrassed.

"Uta's a valued friend and someone I'm quite fond of," I said truthfully, earning a nod from Jacques and a furiously blushing and happy Uta.

"Good answer...do you think she's beautiful?" ok, where in the absolute fuck is this conversation going.

"Dad!!!" Uta screamed in embarrassment, but a stern look from him shut her up, and he returned to looking at me.

"Well?" he asked expectantly.

"Yes, I do," I replied, and Uta's somehow became even redder, and steam began to come out of her ears...not even gonna question it.

"Good, good...how would you feel about marrying her?" the room went absolutely quiet for a few moments until I broke the silence.

"What?" was my intelligent response.

End.