“You see, Ena, you’ve been a good girl up until this morning, and now I realize that was the problem all along; You were too good.”

  Sincir smiles, rubbing his cock’s head against her sex, and Ena shakes her head, her legs beginning to shake.

  “S-Sin, let’s talk about this... At least, let’s do it in a different position-”

  “No; Because, you see, in this fucked universe, no good action ever goes unpunished, and it’s about time you learned that, Ena.”

  As her eyes widen, Sincir finally thrusts with his hips, though he does so slowly, taking his time penetrating her as her walls grip his member, adjusting to his size...

  He only stops once his cock has gone all the way in, releasing a soft moan and smiling at her as his hips finally touch her ass.

  Since he doesn’t care to have her feel pain, or for the blood, he also casts a small healing spell, which causes Ena’s eyes to immediately lose their pained glow.

  “Oh... You could’ve told me you were going to do that,” Ena murmurs, her relief obvious in her voice.

  Sincir snorts, kisses her as he shoves his tongue into her mouth, then pulls his hips back, before smming them down again; Given she is tight enough to hurt, he’d normally take things slow, but this is not about giving Ena a nice first time; It’s about making her realize what it feels like to get fucked.

  And fucking her is what he does; Hard, fast, deep, making her scream, and making her cum, but never stopping.

  Ena’s eyes are already rolling against the back of her head a couple of minutes into it, her toes curling and her body shaking; The fact Eleanor is holding her ankles leaves his hands free to explore, and he has no mercy in pulling her nipples, twisting them, putting his finger into her mouth...

  He quickly loses count of how many times Ena comes, and seeing that she is about to pass out, Sincir pulls almost all of his member out, giving himself space, then sps her ass, hard, before shoving it in once more...

  Ena pisses herself. It happens suddenly, and to the surprise of all three of them.

  Eleanor immediately burst into ughter, while Ena freezes, her expression mortified, but Sincir slows down only slightly, meeting her gaze and grinning as he thrusts as deep as he can, aiming her stream of piss to fall over her own face, before going back to fucking her as hard as he can...

  Ena cums.

  And cums again.

  Once she seems about to pass out once more, he sps her face, covered in piss as it is, and she comes again...

  And finally, seeing the utter mess she has become underneath him, Sincir leans over, takes her mouth into his, and begins to shoot his seed as deep into her as he can, one slow thrust at a time...

  Obviously, he doesn’t care about the piss in the slightly; He actually expected her to have done it earlier, during their tickling torture, but she must have tried her hardest to hold it... Well, too bad for her, he was aiming for it from the beginning.

  Once Sincir pulls away from Ena at st, exhausted, and panting heavily, he inspects her gzed eyes and empty expression, then nods to himself and clicks his tongue; After all that bravado, she didn’t even st until afternoon.

  “If you can live with never experiencing this again, then you can pack your things and go wherever you want; Otherwise, love, whether you like it or not, you’re mine, and you’ll always be.”

  Ena blinks, eyes moving slightly to meet his. “Well...” she murmurs after a moment, slowly and hoarsely, “If I... If I say I want you to be just a little gentler next time... Is that okay..?”

  Sincir snorts, ughing. “From now on... I’ll be as gentle as you want.”

  “Idiot... I’ve been your from the beginning... But I’m staying like for a little while, if it’s all the same to you... My legs... My legs are still there, right?”

  Sincir swallows.

  Since they’re done, he casts a cleaning spell over the three of them, beckoning Eleanor, who was busy undoing Ena’s bindings, to come closer once he has done so.

  “What?” she asks.

  Meeting her striking, clearly exhausted blue eyes, he presses his lips against hers for a slow, long kiss.

  “...Are you upset?” he asks once their kiss is over and he has met her gaze once more.

  “...Over having watched you fuck her? I knew it was going to end like this from the beginning,” Eleanor says, matter-of-fact like, “Still, I think you did her for a whole two hours... It was impressive, but my arms grew tired.”

  Sincir smiles at her exasperatedly. “Don’t think I missed the pain and jealousy fshing through those pretty eyes of yours, love; Just because you knew it was going to happen, it doesn’t mean you enjoyed it.”

  Eleanor presses her lips together, then smiles, coldly. “You know what I’ll want in return for this, don’t you?”

  Sincir sighs. “Yeah... But give her some time, okay? At least so she can get used to the idea...”

  Eleanor snorts. “No. She is a possessive little bitch, and you know it. I bet that the first thing she’ll do now that she is in the game is try to drive the rest of us away - including your precious Esme - and after all the shit I went through because of her this week, I am not dealing with that. You need to get her to understand she is going to share, and the sooner it happens, the more trouble we’ll avoid.”

  Once Sincir doesn’t immediately respond, Eleanor narrows her eyes at him.

  “Are you really going to ignore me on this? After all I did for you today?”

  Sincir shakes his head; Honestly, he realized today he should’ve listened to her more, and he is done with ignoring her insight.

  “No... You’re right about this, Eleanor, even if it doesn’t make me happy. We’ll do it tonight, once we’ve all recovered at least somewhat from this mess. Is that okay?”

  She nods, though her expression tells him she expects him to find some way to weasel out of it until then... Well, he has no intention of going back on his word, but he can’t control the universe, so something might still happen which makes it impossible....

  “...What? What is going to happen tonight?” Ena asks, having been watching the two of them in spite of the utterly exhausted look on her face.

  Sincir shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it... At least not for now. Let’s just cuddle and sleep, okay? Eleanor, you take her left side.”

  “What...? No, tell me about it first...”

  Ena grumbles about being the one left out, but they both ignore her, each stealing a kiss (he is surprised Eleanor did it too, but doesn’t comment on it) before snuggling against Ena and releasing satisfied, yet tired sighs.

  “We should do it again some time...” Eleanor mumbles, “I’ll make her admit she is my bitch next...”

  Ena grimaces. “Next time, I’m not willingly exhausting my mana; Good luck shoving your dirty panties in my mouth then.”

  “That just means I’ll have to beat you into submission first... That’s fine, it makes it more interesting...”

  Sincir groans. “Go to sleep, the both of you, unless you want to have me being the one beating whoever speaks next into submission... You think this is the worst I could’ve done? I barely used my magic.”

  Ena and Eleanor exchange gnces, but they don’t speak again, mercifully.

  Ugh, and to think he is now stuck with these two’s bickering for the rest of his foreseeable future...

  ...Having slept almost immediately in view of his exhaustion, Sincir awakens with the noise of rain falling against the house’s roof. Gncing toward the girls next to him, he realizes they’re both still asleep, their bodies intertwined as though they’re trying to warm one another; Or rather, it looks as though Ena snuggled against Eleanor at some point, looking for her warm skin.

  ...Cute. If only they could act like this when they’re awake, then...

  He sighs.

  So... That happened. And it was a lot of that.

  Three of them... Might be more than he can handle at once, at least without losing his mind. What is he even doing? Just the previous night, Eleanor reminded him they have a kingdom to build...

  Well, it was an emergency, since his girl was about to walk out on him.

  He can’t believe she thought he didn’t care about her... Or find her attractive in the slightest. Although he did his best to fix those misconceptions through some good old shock therapy, he doubts they’ll disappear in a day or two... It’ll take some work to make Ena feel loved and desired, but if he managed with Esme, then he can do it with her, too...

  First, he’ll need to find a way to apologize for today, and for these past five years.

  He doesn’t suppose she’ll want to dog-walk him...?

  Ugh, she wouldn’t want to tickle torture him, would she? He hates that shit.

  But then again, he hating it would be the point... He’ll at least offer, he supposes.

  ...Maybe she’ll still leave, even after all of this.

  Cursing under his breath, Sincir rolls over and rises, having realized he will lose his mind if he stays here overthinking things.

  Putting on some clothes (Ena’s, since he can’t be bothered to walk to his room right now) he throws the sleeping duo one st long look before leaving.

  In the corridor, Sincir realizes the house is almost completely silent, other than the rain falling outside of it. Since he is starving, he heads downstairs, intended on cooking something for himself, and maybe bringing it up for the girls once he is done... He bets they’re bound to be starving, as well.

  He finds No sitting on their living room’s couch, a book in her hand, and her hair tied in a lose ponytail. She is shoeless, for once, which is rare for her, and maybe an indication that she is finally adapting to living among peasants... The other girls and him all walk barefoot inside, so she must’ve felt weird being the only one singled out.

  ...He wants to fuck the stuck-up noble dy out of her so bad, but he is not going to, for many reasons. And he is proud of himself for holding it in, at least this once.

  As he finishes descending the stairs, No raises her gaze from her book to stare at him, brown eyes showcasing bitter acceptance.

  Sincir scratches his head. “Fuck, look... Shit. I know an apology just won’t cut it at this point, so I’ll be direct; Is there a way I can make it up to you?”

  “...Was the information about the cultists’ hiding pce having been confirmed the truth?” she asks, voice carefully neutral.

  Sincir nods. “We are fairly certain of it... Like Esme told you, we should receive a detailed report tonight, and from there, and can start pnning how we’ll attack them, or infiltrate their den...”

  No closes her book. “I see. In this case, you don’t need to worry about the... sexual escapades I’ve been exposed to so far. I wish they weren’t so damn loud, but I can live with them.”

  Sincir smiles apologetically at her. “Are you sure? The massages I give are to kill for, and I bet you’ve been tense and stressed for a while now.”

  No grimaces. “Yes, I’m certain... However, that break Mr. Sincir offered st time we talked, is it still on the table?”

  Sincir blinks. “You mean, right now...?”

  No nods. “It’s the perfect opportunity; With the rain, people will be unlikely to suspect a hooded peasant shopping, and they’ll be even less likely to realize my identity. Also... There is a pce I’d like to visit in view of the whether.”

  Sincir considers it, then nods. “I’ll go with you, then. Just give me a moment to change and grab a couple of cloaks for us... I also need to find Rez and have a talk with her. Is your visit time sensitive?”

  “Somewhat... But there should be enough time, as long as we head there first. Also, Mr. Sincir should know that we received guests today; They came to fix the things in the basement.”

  Sincir grimaces, cursing. Ena must’ve hired them, and then forgotten about it because of the whole drama they went through this morning...

  They came even with the rain?

  Seeing his expression, No smiles and shrugs. “There wasn’t much I could do, other than send them away without opening the door... I told them we had an emergency, and asked them to come back tomorrow.”

  Sincir sighs. “You did good, thank you... I’ll try to be fast so we can leave at once.”

  Having said as much, he leaves to go look for Rez... Not much ter, he finds her sitting near the backward, watching the rain with an uncharacteristic look of concern on her face.

  “...Rez not stupid, and Rez no pet either.”

  Sitting next to her, Sincir sighs. “I know, Rez. And I’m sorry I haven’t been able to give you much attention these past few days... Things have been a little crazy, tely.”

  Shifting her red eyes to give him a sidelong gnce, Rez frowns at him, her expression one of reproach. “Sin terrible chief; Sin not take Ena until she begged him to. Chief must be more proactive, so tribe survives longer.”

  ...He could die of shame, right about now. But also, there is something in her gaze witch makes him think she is not upset just about what happened today, or his recent neglect of her. Since she did go out of her way to say she wasn’t a pet, does she mean...?

  “Rez, are you upset because I haven’t fucked you?”

  She averts her gaze, snorting derisively. “Sin say Rez cute, and touch Rez all over, then leave; How Rez not upset? Rez know she look different from adult human woman... But Sin the same. Which mean Sin lied about thinking Rez cute.”

  Sincir grimaces. He knows Rez is an adult, both in age and physically speaking, at least when it comes to her species... She also seems to understand sex well enough, and he can’t think of a reason why she should be forbidden from ever experiencing it for the rest of her existence.

  However... If he touched her sexually, he is pretty sure Ena would murder him, so he has abstained from doing it so far.

  Well... She already has a couple of reasons to murder him, so why not add another one to the top of the pile?

  Suddenly, Sincir shudders, rubbing his arms as he does so, and causing Rez to throw him a look.

  He smiles at her. “Look, Rez-”

  “Wait,” she says, moving and sitting closer to him while averting her eyes again, “Rez warm, so Sin hug, if want...”

  Sincir doesn’t ugh out loud, though it is a close call, as he wraps his arms around her, before pulling her against his chest and having her sit in between his knees.

  Ignoring her slight blush, he releases a sigh of relief while tightly hugging her and snuggling himself against her back.

  “Rez so nice and cute and warm... Sin could stay hugging her all day. Did she know that?”

  Now blushing furiously, Rez squirms slightly, but she doesn’t try to leave. “Cold better now...?”

  “Yes, much better,” Sincir says, meeting her gaze and smiling at her, “Is it okay if I ask you a couple of questions?”

  Rez blinks. “Rez no mind...?”

  “Have you ever had sex before?”

  She stares at him like he just asked her something incredibly stupid.

  “...Right, I suppose that was a stupid question, sorry.”

  From what Eleanor told him, and from he already knew about them, goblins more or less fuck from the moment they’re born; And since Rez, being a girl, belonged to a tribe filled with said horny goblins before, it’d have taken a miracle for her to still be a virgin.

  “...Was it hard? Was that why you left?”

  She averts her gaze toward the rain once more. “Rez sometimes like it, sometimes hate it... That not why she left, no. Rez left because tribe ruthless, and doomed for disaster; Can only kidnap and ensved so many humans before they send army... And goblins no beat human army.”

  “You’re very intelligent, Rez,” Sincir praises, being honestly impressed she could think this far ahead, although she must’ve been fairly young at the time.

  “For the good it did her,” Rez continues, “Chief never listen, shaman never listen... So Rez leave in the end, and survive alone for many winters... She miss the mating, then.”

  “...I’m sorry.”

  “Sin not to bme.”

  “Does Rez... Find me attractive?”

  Rez turns to stare at him again, red eyes glowing with exasperation.

  “...Okay, sorry, that was another stupid question.”

  Rez snorts.

  Well, he’d care a lot less if not for Ena, but since she is likely to ask simir questions ter, he needs to make sure, before going any further.

  “Look, just one more question. Do you understand you could refuse me, if I tried something?”

  Rez cocks her head. “Refusing chief never good idea... But Sin nice, gentle chief. Rez know he not want to hurt Rez.”

  Sincir pats her head. “As long as you understand you don’t have to do anything, then I’ll pet you in a nicer way next time...” he says, before approaching her slightly point ear and whispering next to it, “But not right now, okay? Later tonight, I’ll make some time to put you to sleep... And I’ll bring Ena with me, so we can pet you together.”

  This way, his girl won’t be able to get mad at him, and he’ll spend some quality time with her during their first night together... Sometimes, his genius surprises even him.

  Rez shudders. “Sin promise...?”

  Sincir chuckles. “He promises... But there are a couple of things I need from you today before we can py. Is that fine?”

  Rez nods, and, being mindful of No, he quickly expins to her she should cook some eggs and take them for the girls upstairs, as well as what he’ll need her to do in order to have their fun tonight happen...

  To his surprise, her eyes gleam mischievously over his suggestion. “Can Rez really?” she whispers excitedly.

  Sincir nods, smiling at her. “I’ll need you to, in order to convince her... Don’t worry, if things go wrong, I’ll admit I’m the one who told you to do it, so you won’t be in trouble.”

  He hopes she is a good actor.

  “...Sin still hugging,” Rez reminds him, causing Sincir to chuckle; At this point, he is certain she can feel his erection pressed against her.

  “That’s because I still have one more thing to tell you.”

  “...Oh.”

  “Does Rez hate the idea of being a pet?”

  Rez shrugs, in what Sincir suspects is fake easiness, if the blushing of her cheeks is anything to go by.

  “...What if Sin said he likes Rez as pet?” he whispers next to her ear, having approached it once more.

  Again, she shudders. “Rez... Rez no pet... No pet for anyone else. But, if Sin asking...? Rez pet for Sin.”

  Sincir chuckles. “Good girl... I’ll make it up to you ter, okay?”

  After only a brief moment of hesitation, Rez nods, though she avoids his eyes as she does so.

  After sending a flustered Rez on her way, Sincir quickly climbs upstairs to grab the cloaks he promised No. Thankfully, they have two of them lying around, even after they tore Eleanor’s to bring Rez into the city unnoticed, one of them being his own, and the other being Ena’s.

  He should remember to buy Eleanor a new one, at some point... He wonders if Esme has one? He might as well buy one for her, too, since he is already at it...

  No is ready and waiting by the time he returns with the cloaks, having put on a pair of boots he recognizes as Eleanor’s, and although Ena’s cloak turns out slightly too small for her once she tries it on, it should still do it’s job, protecting her from the worst of the rain and hiding her identity.

  They leave before long, although Sincir is starving, since he feels he owns No somewhat for having broken his promise of toning it down with the sex in the house. Things would be much easier if he could get her to participate, but again...

  The rain falls around them as they walk through Elderspire’s streets, still surprisingly busy, considering the whether. Since No is leading the way, seeming to know where she is headed, Sincir falls is pce behind her as he watches the movement and people from behind hood of his cloak.

  The rain seems to put everybody in a bad mood, but he doesn’t mind it much. He supposes they don’t have a convenient spell to clean the mud away from their horses, carriages, and shoes... He wonders how much money he could make but offering to do just that. He bets it’d amount to quite a bit at the end of the day, had he started early, and stayed near the rich part of the city...

  Not that he’d ever stoop so low as to clean people’s shoes for money, unless he had absolutely no other choice, of course.

  Maybe he’ll put one of the girls in skimp clothes and send them to do it, if they ever piss him off enough and it happens to be raining. He could have so they wear no underwear, and the rain would make their clothes see-through soon enough... He’d to have to watch from nearby in order to make sure no trouble arises, but he’d gdly do it in order to see Eleanor serving customers with a stiff smile and a humiliated blush on her face... He misses it from her barmaid days, now that he thinks on-

  “Thank you for offering me this break, Mr. Sincir... I might’ve gone crazy if I had to stay another day locked inside.”

  Having been abruptly removed from his stupid fantasy by No’s voice, and realizing he now has a boner, Sincir blushes slightly while waving his hand dismissively; At least the hood means she can’t see his obvious embarrassment.

  “It was the least I could do, after everything my drama with the girls has put you through.”

  As they walk, No throws him a look over her shoulder, brown eyes meeting his from under her own hood. “I don’t bme you for indulging yourself at your own home when you have multiple beautiful girlfriends at your beck and call... I doubt any men would be able to resist doing the same.”

  Sincir doesn’t consider himself to be the same as other men, but he decides not to push it, changing the subject instead.

  “Maybe... In any case, I noticed you seemed bored inside. Are you more of an outdoors person?”

  No smiles slightly, as she averts her eyes from him to watch the path ahead once more. “I enjoy reading... But not cramped inside of a room, under a boring roof. I also enjoy horse riding, and the occasional picnic... Or at least, I used to, before everything I loved was taken from me.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s okay... I’ve learned to live with the pain, for the most part. And if my father were to return... I swore I’d treasure our time spent together more than I did before, as a family. We’d leave this city, and start over again, somewhere new, where nobody knows of our family's past glory, or its misfortune.”

  “Sounds nice. Do you a have a destination in mind yet?”

  “No... No, I do not. I’d like to cross the ocean, if at all possible, but I know how dangerous the journey would be.”

  “Well, if you ever meet a siren in this journey of yours, tell them I said they suck.”

  No ughs, surprised sounding as she throws him another look over her shoulder. “If I ever met a siren, I’d probably be dead before I could say much, but I’ll try to pass on Mr. Sincir’s message... May I know why is it so important to do so?”

  Sincir smiles sadly at her. “Because any creature incapable of love should be told to their faces that they suck, at least once.”