AN: I've decided to do this story in post segments until I Hate You Master is finished. Expect at least two more update this week for this story. IHYM will be updated on the weekends.

Chapter 26.1: I Want to Touch It.

A languid sigh echoed through the luxuriously appointed apartment as Alexis gazed up at the ceiling. She was bored, so very bored. Her team had finished hunting through the brush already, and she did not feel up to a night hunt for nocturnal Nightmares.

What she really wanted, and she could not deny it, was to see her boyfriend. Her spies, rather her family's urban research team had noted that the blond girl with a Scott-fetish had taken off with luggage in hand. It became obvious where she was going.

Alexis's head fell back slightly and a slow moan escaped her lips as her current method of alleviating her boredom kicked in. Between her thighs a very excited hawkline slowly worked her tongue along her master's delicate nether region. Her tongue caressed Alexis in a way that told her that even flying kitties liked their cream.

"Hey.... use your fingers too..." said Alexis in a soft tone. She wanted to feel them inside of her.

The brown haired hybrid of catgirl and hawk had been acquired through a trade with Scott. For some reason Alexis had doted on her a bit in the few days that she'd had her.

Hailey, the hawkline, had gladly serviced her beautiful master whenever she desired. She wanted to become closer with her so that they could become true companions. Though there was a problem.

The hawkline's fingers slid liquidly between her masters soft folds. Alexis moaned and whimpered slightly. After a few minutes a single word escaped her lips. "Scott..."

That was the problem. Hailey knew that she was merely a surrogate for the one her master really wanted to be with at the moment. It made her both sad, and a little happy. The one called Scott had introduced her to Alexis after all.

Hailey tenderly caressed Alexis, her lips and tongue ran delicately along her folds and her fingers pumped her aching pussy with gently confidence. Even if her beautiful new master had someone else on her mind, it was alright. Whenever Alexis moaned, Hailey felt just a little closer to her.

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Meanwhile on the outskirts of Mesa-III, four people were embroiled in a heavy discussion. It would lead to dire consequences for the group and their future.

"No, you should not coddle her like that!" exclaimed Eina. The blond pony-tailed terror crossed her arms over her chest and made a huffing noise.

Shaia pouted at the girl then clung to her master's back. "I don't have legs. How am I going to walk on my own?"

Eina frowned at her. "You should have thought of that before you were born a mermaid!"

Tara offered Scott a delightful cup of tea and he gratefully took it. The spider girl wore a frilly maid outfit today. In keeping with her sensibilities in sported a suspiciously low-cut top for ample customer service requests. "Ah, young lovers. Torn between their desire for the man they love and the legs they do not have."

"Who am I supposed to love?" asked Eina snarkily.

"Me probably." said Scott before sipping his tea. They had stopped for lunch after heading out on their patrol. He had gone to inform the mayor that the ASDF squad would be arriving in a few days, but the government had already done so.

Due to that factor, he had opted to return to the original plan. They would patrol the area.

"Who would love you?" asked Eina with a huff.

Tara raised her hand then smiled in a friendly way. "Until his tragic death."

Shaia clung tighter to Scott. Ever since he had started carrying her around, and since she had begun to remember more of what happened the night that she had gotten drunk, she had felt a bit safer around him. Her tightly clinging body was the only way she could show that she agreed with Tara. Scott was... nice to be around.

"Damned sluts..." muttered Eina. She glanced at Shaia. "Why do you cling so tight to that fatty anyway?"

Shaia smiled gently then bit her lower lip. "He's really sweet to me."

Scott reached up and gently rubbed the back of Shaia's head. Her eyes widened for a moment then slowly closed. She clung a little more tightly to him

Eina's left eyelid began to twitch spastically. "This guy? Sweet?"

Shaia nodded then reached up and covered her face with her hand. It was so embarrassing to admit it.

Tara sighed gently then politely placed her tea down. "Eina sweetie."

"Yeah?"

"You really need to just let him plow you already. This is becoming so painful to listen to that I can't even think about how much it will make my body burn to see my beloved in the arms of another."

"P-Plow?! What kind of girl do you think I am, you damned tragedy spider." asked Eina angrily.

Tara sighed softly then shed a single tear. "Oh, how it hurts when I think of my lover's arms around another woman, his lips to her breast, his magnificent stallion-like manhood deeply probing the depths of her aching loins."

"Stallion...like?" asked Eina curiously before she blinked. "As if I care about that!"

"My innocent heart suffers so, knowing of the bliss he grants her. Oh, the tragedy of a loving wife whose husband knows the love of another..." Tara sniffled softly then closed her eyes in a dramatic fashion.

Eina started to growl a little, but Scott cut her off. "Gee Tara, if it's so hard on you maybe I should spend more time with you."

"Well that wouldn't be tragic at all." replied the spider girl thoughtfully.

"I dunno. You could be in battle form and you could lament about how we can't do anal?" suggested Scott.

Tara blinked. A slow smile spread across her lips. "A tragedy indeed..."

Eina snapped at Scott, "Don't you dare!"

"Why, did you want me to put it in your butt?" asked Scott curiously.

"Yes!" shouted Eina. Her eyes widened and she quickly tried to back-peddle. "No! Don't confuse me, you fat mind-fucking fuck!"

"Such language." said Scott. "Tell you what. I'm going to get naked. Anyone who's horny can do what they want."

He smirked a little as he stripped off his clothes and gently put Shaia down next to him. The mermaid girl looked up and saw the thing dangling between his legs and her face turned bright red!

"What the hell, you asshole! Put that hideous thing away!" exclaimed Eina. She whipped her head around and tried her best not to look at the horrible, horrible, thing dangling there.

"Anyone want to touch it? It's right there?" Scott used both hands to gesture at his junk. He looked around and the girls were looking anywhere but at his stallion-like dick. Though Tara had her eyes closed and she was crying slightly. She no doubt wanted to feel the burning tragedy of her lover offering himself to women of the desert or something.

"No one? Hmm? None of you want to touch it even though you won't stop going on about it?" asked Scott. He had figured this would be a good way to calm the girls down. Otherwise they would never find a Nightmare on their patrol. He had money to make, you know.

A very quiet voice whispered something barely audible. Scott was not certain that he had even heard it. "Wha--?"

Shaia began to breathe in and out heavily and she bit her lower lip for a moment before speaking again. "I-I do..."

Scott looked down at the land-bound mermaid and saw that she could not even look up at him. She had her arms pressing her breasts together and her hands covering her face.

The snark left the man upon seeing the sweet girl who had tried really hard to admit her horniness. This was an incredible step for her! "Shaia, are you sure?"

She did not say anything but she nodded her head a little. She was kind of sure.

Scott remembered their discussion the other night when she was drunk. She had admitted that she was too shy to take the initiative and wished that he would just take her hard and fast to get things moving. "Give me your hand." he said softly, but in a confident tone.

She was hesitant, but obviously tried to move her hand. Scott reached over and gently took it. Shaia released a startled gasp but did not try to pull her hand back much.

Scott gently massaged the back of her hand with his thumb. "Shaia, it's ok. It won't hurt you, it's only penis."

Eina snorted something about an unholy abomination that Scott barely made out. Tara spoke an overly pleased sounding, "Oh my." Apparently she forgot that she was supposed to be feeling the burn or whatever.

Shaia's heavy breathing turned to panting but she relaxed her fingers. She nodded her head. She could do this!

"Do you believe that I won't hurt you?" he asked her gently. She nodded her head quickly, but made a little squeaking sound.

Scott pulled her hand to his eldritch abomination, or whatever Eina had called it, then lightly brushed the tips of her fingers against it. Shaia made a shy little squeak but she did not pull away.

"I'm going to take my hand away now. I want you to lightly caress it, alright?" Scott let her hand go and it immediately began to retreat back to a safe distance from the horror that dwelled nearby. However, her hand stopped when Scott spoke again. "I believe in you Shaia. You can do this."

"Oh come on..." muttered Eina. What the hell was going on here?

Shyly, painfully shy as always, Shaia hesitated for a moment. Her breathing steadied a little and her fingers moved forward again. She cringed a little when she touched the abomination, but she forced herself to accept it.

Soon her fingers began to gently trace his length. She felt the side of his manhood and slowly learned of its many veins and vanities.

Eina stared at what the girl was doing, her face became slightly flush after a moment. "Damn, can't even touch one..."

Scott looked to the blond girl and offered her a warm, sweet smile. "It's ok Eina. You'll get your turn soon. This is Shaia's time."

Eina started to say something snarky but Scott placed a finger to his lips and gently shook his head. She snorted instead then turned away. "Whatever..."

"It's so warm..." said Shaia gently. "I didn't know it would be so warm."

Scott reached out and lightly stroked the mermaid's hair while she timidly caressed his manhood. She made a gently murmuring sound and butted her head against his hand like a cat.

"The bitch is purring now?" muttered Eina. Since when did mermaids purr?

They ignored Eina for the moment. Shaia opened her eyes slowly and peaked through the slit in her fingers. She watched her other hand as she gently caressed her master's penis. After a moment she said, "Can... Can I touch it a little longer?"

"Of course. Touch it any way that you like, Shaia." said Scott.

"S-should I really?" she asked herself out loud. Scott nodded at her and her nostrils flared a little.

Shaia bit her lower lip then leaned her head forward. Slowly, and with great courage, Shaia parted her sweet pink lips and stuck out her tongue. She touched her master's manhood with the tip of her tongue then snatched her head back.

The mermaid looked at Scott nervously for a moment, but when he smiled at her, a timid smile appeared on her face. "I-I did it..."

"You did a great job Shaia." said Scott before stroking her hair again.

"Gimme a freakin' break over here!" exclaimed Eina.

Shaia frowned, another first for her as far as Scott could recall. She turned and looked at Eina. "If it's so easy why don't you do it!"

"I don't want to!"

Shaia huffed loudly. "You don't have to be scared! It's only penis!" She then turned around and kissed Scott right on the abomination. She even made a loud kissing sound.

"I'm not afraid of his penis, dammit!" Eina flailed her arms around. "I don't want it!"

Shaia reached out and gently grasped Scott's dick in her soft little hand. "That's fine. More for me." She mermaid flapped her tail and tried to stop the shaking sensation that traveled through her body. What had come over her!

"Don't talk to me like that you damned tadpole! You could barely touch it a minute ago and now you act like some whore." countered Eina. Her face became flush as well and she too began to breathe heavily. How dare the scared little tadpole try to act tough!

"Because it's not scary! It's... It's not scary at all!" exclaimed Shaia in defense of her master's manhood.

Eina snorted at her then made a lewd face. "If it's not scary then why don't you treat it like the other girls do?"

"W-what do you mean?" asked Shaia nervously. She leaned back against Scott a little.

Speaking of Scott, he had continued to caress Shaia's hair. He let the girls discuss the situation completely without interference. This was Shaia's battle to fight.

Eina became a bit sadistic. She made a gesture with her hand that included her open mouth and her tongue pressing against her cheek. "You know what I mean."

"T-that! That is... I don't know..." Shaia began to fidget.

"Would it help if I did it for you first, Shaia?" asked Scott helpfully. "If I was doing it for you now, then you might be more comfortable doing it for me later."

"I... Wha—Well... Maybe?" Shaia was completely flustered at this point.

Scott saw the girl hesitating. He acquired a clear sense of what she really needed. He was her master, the one who must train her and show her the way. She had flat out said it when she was drunk. Now was the time to act. She had taken the first steps.

"Good enough." he said before he knelt down and kissed her warmly on the lips. She squeaked a little in protest and then squealed a lot in protest when his hand slipped down and confidently began to caress her maidenhood.

"M-master...." she whimpered.

"Tell me that you want me to stop. I'll stop. Otherwise, I'll keep going."

"St..." she began to say, but a wave of pleasure rippled up from her innocent and painfully shy vagina. She moaned softly, but a moment later she tried again. "Master St— Ahn." She gasped out a lewd moan then fell against him. She did not try to say stop again after that.

Shaia closed her eyes gently and accepted what was happening. It was frightening, yet exciting at the same time.

Scott whispered warmly into her ear. "You're so pretty, Shaia. Don't cover your face behind your hands so often."

She hiccupped a little and nodded. "Yes..." She made a sweet little moan then placed her cheek against his shoulder.

"You're so cute, Shaia." Scott kissed her softly on the neck. The mermaid girl lurched forward and wrapped her arms around her master while he gently touched her shyest of shy places. Nearby a girl burned with unspoken envy, and it was not Tara.

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